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maple-the-awesome · 2 months

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The Chain Meets Your Baby || 1/2

Part 2 ||

Pairing: Hyrule, Time, Wild, Four x Reader

Requested by @kieradumpzz081927: I hope your request are open(or if ur free for requests), so i saw ur LU oneshots about the one that is called ' He becames a dad ' or smth. So, why not that he would introduce his kid(s) to the chain? That ones going to be interesting Interesting indeed 😈Now, I have my own set of headcannons for what order the Chain becomes dads in, but regardless of their own experience, I'm sure the Links would all subject the new dad to lots of support and teasing. Here you go 💜 Warning: Some mature jokes here and there. Nothing major, but gotta give the new dad a little hell, right? ¯_(ツ)_/¯

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The last thing Hyrule was expecting to encounter during his village visit was his old traveling companions, the other heroes of courage. Then again, life has been full of surprises lately and it wasn't like he didn't already know that the portals between their worlds are still active. It was only a matter of time before their paths crossed again and honestly, it couldn't have aligned more perfectly.

Happy to see the rest of the Chain again, Hyrule takes the liberty of inviting them back to his home so that they can properly catch up and not be the subject of so many judgment stares from villagers. Throughout the short trip there, the group’s laughter is vibrant as they detail accounts from their recent adventures, soon turning it into a friendly competition of who has the craziest stories.

This conversation stays well alive all the way from their first steps outside of the village gates to the second Hyrule opens the door to his house, at which point the spirited teasing immediately dies off into a stunned silence.

“Oh! Hello again!” You’re just as pleasantly surprised to see the boys as your boyfriend had been, your smile more than welcoming as you turn around to greet them, yet they’re less focused on you and more so on the small infant you cradle in your arms.

“...I think the Traveler wins,” Wild mumbles, his disbelief shared amongst the rest of the group who merely nod distractedly.

“Right! I forgot to mention -” Hyrule excitedly hurries to your side before turning to his friends with a thrilled smile, “- This is our daughter, Hope.”

“You just casually forgot to mention you have a kid now…?” Legend narrows his eyes while pointing to the kid in question. He should probably be more annoyed with Hyrule’s tendency of always skipping over important details, but honestly he’s just too shocked to process it right this second.

“Well, she’s only about a month old. Being a dad now takes some getting used to,” Hyrule defends, rubbing the back of his neck timidly, but when you pass your daughter over to him, he shows practice in the way he gently holds her securely to himself before approaching the boys to properly show her off.

Despite their surprise, they’re eager to crowd around him, each wanting to get a good look to ensure this isn’t some clever joke you’re both pulling on them. Fluffy head of dark wavy hair…A little button nose…Sharp pointed ears…Yep, this baby must be yours. She looks exactly as one would imagine the product of Hyrule’s sex life to look like…

“...Geeze. She’s adorable,” Warrior awes, practically leaning over Legend who elbows him back with a glare.

“Isn’t she?” You preen.

“She’s strong, too,” The Vet acknowledges with an unamused pout. He had made the mistake of holding a finger out to the baby only for her to grasp it in an unwavering grip. His attempts at pulling away are fruitless, not that he’s actually trying that hard. Maybe he even likes the feeling of his heart melting just a bit.

“Congratulations. You two must be very proud,” Time praises kindly, having already felt the joy that comes with being a parent himself. He can recognize it in the way Hyrule and you affectionately watch your giggling baby with a pleasant glow surrounding you both.

“We very much are…”

Muffled commotion outside alerts you to the fact that you have visitors long before they stumble into your home, not even bothering to knock as their excitement gets the better of them. Now, any other day, your husband would be quick to scold such ill-mannered behavior, but fortunately for your guests, he's in far too good of a mood to let it be soured.

So, instead of acknowledging the Chain’s less than graceful entrance, Time immediately rises to his feet with a proud hand left upon your shoulder, "Everyone, we'd like you to meet Saria and Mallory."

The young heroes are in awe as they crowd around the bed just to get a look at the small bundles held within your arms. Sure, they've seen babies before, but these are Time's babies. For many of them, the complicated concept of love alone had once seemed out of reach for any hero of courage, yet here the Old Man is, hitched to a lovely wife and now the lucky father of two adorable daughters. It's an amazing accomplishment, really; one that has the entire Chain feeling happy for him.

"They're so little," Hyrule whispers, scared to speak any louder out of fear he'll accidently wake them.

"They inherited their dad's nose, poor things," Warrior jests, throwing a smirk Time's way.

"They'll grow into them," Rather than take it personally, he chuckles while carefully taking one of the girls from you. Despite having only become a father a few hours ago, he's already a natural at handling them. Ever so gently - as if handling the thinnest of glass - he cradles his daughter to his chest and fixes the tiny hand-sewn blanket around her; a gift from her godmother, Malon, of course.

"You'll have your hands full with twins," Four remarks prudently.

You sigh at the thought, your head thrown back against your pillow, "Ugh, we know…”

Although you’re visibly tired after having undergone hours of stressful labor, you still look upon the baby in your arms with nothing short of pure admiration, clearly having no actual regrets towards having either of them. In your eyes, twins just mean all the more love to give.

"Nothing we can't handle," Time promises before getting a mischievous glimmer in his eye while casually extending his sleeping baby out to Twilight, "This one is Mallory, by the way -"

"- W-Wait -!" The Rancher is immediately caught off guard by it, yet his objections are ignored. Time drops the baby into his arms anyway, practically forcing Twilight to take her, not that he truly minds. A natural around children himself, it takes him only a few seconds to adjust the baby comfortably in his hold.

Blind to the other boys who hover around his shoulders, Twilight's eyes are locked in amazement upon the tiny bean who scrunches her nose and whimpers quietly before soon settling down…To think, this small infant no more than a few hours old is a relative of his. He can't help but wonder how closely related they are. How many generations between them? Three? Two? Maybe even just one? It's a strange thought to consider...but also a very comforting one, too.

"...She's a real beauty, isn't she?" Time asks softly with a strong pat to Twilight's back. The only reply he gets is a wordless nod and whimper as the teary eyed Rancher sniffles.

What kind of horrors do they need to prepare themselves for? That's the question that rings through every hero's head as they approach Wild's home. They're concern only grows when - as if sensing them - the Champion suddenly appears in his open doorway with an ear-to-ear grin greeting them...Not the most comforting sight seeing as they've come all this way under his vague request.

A letter had been sent to each of them only giving the minor hint that there’s a certain 'surprise' he can't wait to show them, and with someone as chaotic as their accident prone centenarian, the Chain has every right to be anxious about it.

Even as they all crowd outside of his home, Wild refuses to add any context, instead maintaining his mysteriously upbeat aura before finally stepping aside to allow them in. It's only then that the heroes realize what his 'surprise' is, welcomed by the sight of you as you stand there matching Wild's grin while holding an unfamiliar baby in your arms. She can't be much older than a few weeks, judging on both her tiny features and the obvious bags under both of her parents’ eyes...

"You have a baby?!" Wind screeches with delight, not wasting a second to race to your side.

"Her name is Mikan," Chuckling, you kneel down to let him better see your pride and joy. It isn't long before you're surrounded by most of the heroes who are immediately taken by your daughter's cuteness.

"When did this happen?" Time inquires through a raised eyebrow, one of the few Links who had remained by the door with Wild.

"Uh, she'll be three weeks old tomorrow," Wild answers, his hand darting up to rub the side of his neck. He knows that isn’t exactly what Time meant, but it’s the easiest answer.

"I didn't think you -..." Begins Twilight quietly. Although he ultimately cuts himself short, the curious look he gives his successor wordless finishes what he might've said.

Nodding slowly with some hesitation, Wild bows his head while looking back over to you. There's a fondness in his eyes as he watches you carefully pass your daughter over for Wind to hold, "I know what I said before. I...I didn't think this was something I could have - something I could want this badly, but...Well…I probably don’t need to tell you how it is…”

Twilight pats Wild’s back with a knowing smirk, indeed understanding. He’s happy to see his friend finally accept the peaceful life he deserves instead of continuing to run away from it, after all, Twilight has never been blind to the curiosity and faint jealousy that would shine in Wild’s eyes whenever listening to the other heroes talk about their families. He’s been long overdue to have one of his own.

"Hey, just one question," While Wind is busy cooing and rocking your daughter, Four turns around to address Wild once they finally join everyone else, "Did you really name your daughter after a fruit?"

Wild's cheeks flare in embarrassment, "I - It can be a pretty name, too!"

"I'm actually the one who chose it," You confess sheepishly, taking the attention away from your partner, "I was really craving tangerines throughout the whole pregnancy."

"At least it's a somewhat normal name. I was half expecting you to name your future kids something like 'Biscuit' or 'Curry'," Legend snorts.

"...We did consider picking 'Sage'.”

Warrior laughs heartily before throwing a hand over Wild shoulder with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows, "Can we expect that to be the second child's name then?"

"Woah, woah, woah - Let's settle down now, gentleman,” You immediately scold while also taking the chance to save your poor partner by pulling him away from the onslaught of teasing he was about to endure, “One baby at a time. It’s not easy carrying those things, just ask your wives!”

Four has been off into his own little world - That is to say, he’s been both distracted and extremely tired; a terrible mix, but hey, it’s nothing he hasn’t dealt with before. Despite his eyelids feeling like bricks, he remains awake and alert, arms folded across his chest as he sits in the bedside chair keeping watch over your sleeping form.

You need the rest more than him anyway. Your husband has been through some pretty fearsome and ravenous beasts in his time, yet your work last night easily trumpeted every hell he’s undergone himself. Best to let you sleep unless he wants to change that statement.

A series of echoed knocks send Four bolting through the house, hissing a curse under his breath before tossing the front door open with plans to scold whoever’s on the other side, yet he’s stunned into silence when he realizes it’s no poorly timed mailman, rather the very friends he had invited over…although, they did come a lot sooner than he thought they would…

“WE’VE COME TO SEE -!”

“- SHHH!!!” Four nearly smacks a hand over Wild’s face.

“- …The baby…” Wild finishes with a whisper and a grimace.

Four quickly ushers the Chain inside, allowing them to make themselves comfortable with STRICT orders to keep the noise level down. Yes, their early visit may not have been exactly anticipated, but Four holds no ill feelings towards it, in fact, he’s rather smiley while leading them to the nursery.

“Here they are,” He practically sings, eagerly looking inside the large crib as if he, himself, still can’t get enough of its contents. He has every right to be infatuated, “These are my girls~”

Although Four is bubbling with joy as he admires his little creations, the rest of the Chain stands by with wide eyes. Some even take the time to count each baby just to confirm that they are, indeed, seeing triple. Inside lies three little newborns, each fast asleep after having about as stressful of a day as their parents.

“We’re thinking of naming them Marigold, Amber, and Camelia. You know, keep to the color theme and all…”

“Damn, three of them, huh? You didn’t hold back at all, did you, Smithy?” Warrior observes aloud, much to Four’s instant lack of amusement.

“They’re so cute~” Wind coos, Twilight having to pull him back before he accidentally falls into a crib again.

“I suppose it’s a good thing I brought some of the twins’ old stuff then,” Time hums, his smirk holding a hint of sympathy. Needless to say, he doesn’t miss those early days of juggling babies himself, as much as he loves them dearly.

Four preens at the attention his daughters get, however his smile falters when he notices Sky sticking to the very back of the group, awkwardly rubbing his arm and chewing down on his lip. Four frowns.

“...I’m sorry. We should’ve waited until we told -” He keeps his voice down as he joins the older hero who is quick to shake his head and muster his best smile.

“- No, no. We’re happy for you both. Really…” Despite the sorrow stuck in his voice, Four can tell Sky means every word of it, even the sighed: “...You’re a very lucky guy.”

“...I am,” While there could be more said, he realizes now might not be the time to discuss it. Not with so many new babies in the room.

“No wonder you wanted us to be quiet. I can barely handle one newborn at a time, let alone three at once?” Legend mumbles half to himself, his finger gently cresting one of the baby’s chubby cheeks.

“You know, if you ever find your house getting a little too quiet, you can always babysit -”

“- No way in hell. We already have our hands full as it is.”

#lu time x reader #lu hyrule x reader #lu wild x reader #linked universe x reader #link x reader #linked universe #x reader #reader insert #legend of zelda #lu four x reader

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beepersteeper · 3 months

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Depravity -- Astarion x Tav smut

“I swear the only thing on my mind is depraved caral lust." Astarion raises his hand as if reciting an oath.

“I'll see if I'm free later.” Tav responds curtly and continues to walk along the path. Astarions face flexes in shock, his upper lip curling to the confusion she'll see?? He thinks to himself unsure if she's playing hard to get or is trying to let him down gently. He snaps himself out of the thought and hurries after her catching up with the group.

The day's adventure was tense, a few close calls that were narrowly avoided. As the sun set everyone came back to camp though, no worse for wear for what it's worth. Tav quickly climbed out of her armor and laid herself on a long rock heaving breaths into her lungs, not caring about getting cleaned up immediately, just happy to be alive and in one piece.

Astarion sits at his tent, trying to read a book, but not having success with Tav panting so close to him. He imagines her breathing raggedly under him only able to cry his name. I need to take a walk. He thinks to himself, feeling the pressure in his pants. He stands and puts his book away in his tent, allowing him a moment to hide his erection.

As he leaves his tent he notices that tav has sat up and is looking directly at him. Her face illuminated by the fire was enough for him to notice her wink and motion her head to the woods. His eyebrows raise surprised but his features quickly harden into seduction while he nods and begins to walk in the direction she noted.

They walk separately until they were out of sight. Once they were confident they wouldn't be seen, Tav walked slowly toward him. “So where are we going?" She asked.

“Follow me." He said, reaching his hand out for her to take. “I want to get further away from camp, wouldn't want the rest of camp to hear the dirty things I'm going to do to you." He almost growls. He can sense that she's blushing "as long as you're sure your schedule is clear.” He toys

“I wouldn't have come here if I wanted anything but." She takes his hand and is pulled into his body, becoming off balance at the force that he pulled her in with.

He catches her and wraps both of his arms around her torso, pressing her chest to his. Feeling her breathing quicken at his touch. Their eyes meet and there is nothing but desire shared in their stare. “Shall we?" His husky voice cuts through the silence.

Tav nods and tries to move from the embrace.

“I didn't hear that, lover.”

Her eyebrows knit in the center of her face for a moment before responding "yes~” she said with a hint of submission on her tongue.

"That's better." He coos and loosens his arms enough that they continue to walk with an arm wrapped around each other's waists. Without warning he stops and pulls her into him again, and kisses her. His hands find purchase in her hair and at the small of her back.

She deepens the kiss, letting her tongue explore his dangerous mouth. Small moans transferring between their lips. Her hands caressing and grabbing desperately his chest and open shirt.

His hand trails down from her back to the curve of her bum. It's like my hands were made for this he thinks to himself feeling how well his hand falls onto her ass.

She claws at the ends of his shirt practically begging to take the shirt off of him to see his perfectly toned body. He moves to leave just enough space for her to remove it. With both of his hands removed from her he does the same, removing her shirt and bra revealing her breasts. He hadn't noticed how big they were, she always wore a baggy shirt or plate armor. His sucks in a breath appreciating her perfect form before exhaling “I've been waiting for this all day" before returning his attention to her lips and slipping the tips of his fingers under the hem of her pants tracing the outline of her hip bones.

Her hands eagerly find the buttons on his pants and snaps them open without breaking their kiss. She slides the fabric down his thighs letting his fully erect dick escape and pumps her hand a few times across his length. He hisses at the freedom and his hips lean into her touch as he works his nimble fingers to untie her pants. They both frantically step out of the remainder of their clothes.

He was ready to lay both of their body's down when suddenly Tav was running her hands down his body trailing kisses along the way until she was kissing lines up the length of him. “Gods" he says on an inhale. “Fuck that's feels good."

She locks her eyes with his as she returns pumping her hand over his length, spitting on it adding lubrication to her movements. When his eyes close to enjoy the sensation she takes his tight balls into her mouth.

"That's it” he inhales again darting his eyes down to watch her expertly tend to every part of his sex. “I knew you were eager to have me."

She hums a response and raises her brows sending a shiver through his body

“Don't get too carried away my love. We have all night” he pulls himself from her mouth with a wet pop. He kneels on the ground gently pushing her down into the tall grass "I didn't think that you could be more beautiful, but seeing you, on your knees… tsk i think that's the best sight I've ever seen.” He kisses the inside of her thigh "it's just a shame I'm going to utterly ruin you tonight.”

She raises her knees allowing him total access to her body. And listening to the perfect words leaving his mouth. He presses a flat tongue on her asshole running it all the way through her heat stopping at her clit making fast hard circles, adding suction from his lips.

Tav presses her heels into the earth and raises her hips to grind into the pleasure he is giving her. Groans escape her throat into the open night air. He pushes two fingers into her causing her to moan louder grabbing handfuls of his silver hair pulling him further into her.

Wet grunts come from Astarions mouth as he devours her cunt, needing to hear her fall apart. He straddles her leg and kisses her deeply, sharing her taste with her, pressing circles onto her mound, randomly dipping into her core.

Tav starts to squirm reaching for him, digging nails into his back, feeling the scars that she had seen days before. Pausing hoping that she didn't ruin a moment.

“Don't stop." He all but commands intensifying his attention to her clit.

She digs her nails in to gain purchase as her climax rockets through her and she starts to scream and pant his name. Locking her thighs around his waist

He wraps his hand into her hair gripping tight enough to make her moan, but soft enough to let her enjoy it. He pulls her closer to him forcing his cock inside of her feeling the incredible slickness he has earned. Tenderly exploring every inch of her slowly at first making sure that she is okay with what's happening. He grabs her legs, kissing her ankles before putting them over his shoulders pushing himself further and further into her, earning loud desperate cries from her as she digs her fingers into the earth.

After feeling confident that she is properly prepared for him to amp up his efforts he grabs her ankles and throws them to the side flipping her onto her knees without removing himself.

She moans in approval arching her back, opening herself more for him. “Gods, YES, Astarion.” she moans his name the loudest.

He growls pushing all of himself into her grabbing her waist pushing her chest into the ground and not slowing down. Sounds of wet slapping fill the night air only muted by their moans.

She started chanting “yes” over and over rocking her hips into him her body begging him to make her cum.

"fuck” he moans a whisper feeling her tighten around him, her body preparing for her orgasm. "I know you're going to cum.” He states through his broken breaths." I want your cum darling.”

She rocks back another few times until she does it the last time, when he rocked forward meeting his hips with hers. She almost crumbled to the ground if not for his grip on her waist. She shudders and moans feeling her excitement escape her body through her core and flowing out from where their bodies meet. “don't stop!” She demands with a hiss.

He continues to fuck her through her orgasm until he feels her body go limp. He withdrawals his hard cock and rubbed it through her folds eliciting more moans from Tav.

She rolls herself over, first watching him running his cock through his fist then looking at his face. Astarion has his eyes closed, trying to cement a memory is a good sexual experience. Willing it to rewrite his past with sex. Wanting this to be all he's known of sex. Two people enthusiastic to share the intimate parts of themselves. His thoughts are interrupted by a soft force on his chest and a momentum pushing him to the ground. He opens his eyes to watch Tav crawling on top of him as he catches himself on his forearms.

She put her hand gently on his chest and pushed him back while his eyes were closed. He always calculates everything he does. She thinks to herself feeling the need to surprise him. She crawls on top of his beautiful body and leans down to kiss him. As their lips were about to touch she moved to kiss his neck and began to grind her wet cunt across his dick without taking him in yet. She listens to the chorus of his desperate moans. She rights herself and grinds faster.

Astarion puts his hands on either thigh guiding her across his length. He digs his nails into her warm flesh when she slips herself over the head of his dick. “Godsdamn it." He swears as she takes more of him each time she bounces on his lap. Lowering herself slowly, swallowing his entire length. His eyes roll back in his head letting her take control. Letting her please him. Letting himself be in this moment. Feeling his legs and body in the grass, his hands on her warm skin, the dampness at his core, the breeze blowing through his hair. But most of all feeling Tav's enthusiasm in her movements, knowing that she wanted to be here in the moment with him.

He feels a tension begin to build, he trains his eyes onto her face as he moans that he's close, “gods you're going to make me cum darling." He clutches onto her ass feeling her resolve strengthen

“Good." She growls and steadies herself with her hands at either side of his head, her hair hanging close to his face as she drives herself up and down his cock. “please cum for me!” She begs practically screaming her wish.

He pulls her body down on him as he feels his seed release into her.

She restarts Raising and lowering her hips slowly milking every drop of his spend into her. His body twitching with every shot of cum.

His softening cock slips from her while she lay on his chest in a heap, her limbs betraying her. They both shiver at the overwhelming sensation of movement on their sensitive nerves. They giggle together and cuddle for a while before getting redressed and walking back to camp separately, like they left.

#bg3 astarion #astarion #astarion fanfic #astarion x tav #astarion smut

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gorbalsvampire · 7 months

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V:tM at the Movies: a film rec list

THE UR–EXAMPLES

The Hunger is about as close to the Platonic ideal of Vampire: the Masquerade as you can get. Nightclubs! Gratuitous Bauhaus! Lesbian kiss! The aesthetic is spot on: it looks and feels like early Vampire art, or rather early Vampire art looks and feels like this film. V:tM may have come out in 1991 but it's rooted firmly in the 1980s and the vampire chic this film defined. The Hunger will dump the vibe of the game right between the eyes and it's as close as I dare come to "must-watch."

V:tM's Gehenna concept is heavily mirrored/inspired by the novel Queen of the Damned, which was filmed around the time Gehenna was actually happening and the line was coming to a close. The Hunger defines where V:tM came from, all Eighties post-punk writhing - this chuggy post-industrial apocalypse-glam perfectly sums up where it's going.

Although they have no real connection to each other besides parallel evolution, Night Teeth absolutely nails the "rival conspiracies" energy of Hunter: the Reckoning and Vampire: the Masquerade, as well as the burnout, the irony, the neon and the party-at-the-end-of-the-world vibe of V5.

THE META TAKE

Shadow of the Vampire is about a vampire playing a vampire in the first vampire movie ever made. In a weird way I think that's perfect for the sense of the Masquerade, hiding in plain sight, preying on the worst instincts of humanity and encouraging them to let you get away with all the awful things you want to do. In microcosm, it's the perfect analogy for the "vampires secretly run society" vibe.

YOUR FLAVOUR OF BASTARD

Depending on what type of vampire you want to be (and I'm going with V5's categories here), I recommend at least one of the following:

Thinbloods lend themselves well to the What We Do In The Shadows conceit of vampire flatmates (or The Carmilla Movie, I guess, but I haven't seen that one). They're millennial vampires; all the power and resources are concentrated in the hands of previous generations, so they pretty much have to bind together and find something else to enjoy in life, 'cause they're never going to be powerful in the conventional sense. Thinblood games are low power, a bit domestic, and often the closest to "normal life but we happen to be vampires and bigger vampires try to kick our heads in occasionally."

Neonates are your classic Gen X eighties/nineties vampire movie - The Lost Boys. Still weak enough that they're better off standing together, strong enough that they can afford to be a bit cocky around humans. Probably share a sire, mentor, authority figure of some sort and should probably be working on his agenda once they've finished prowling the boardwalks and clubland at night. They're a step further removed from society, but they can pretend to be human for an hour or two if they really try. Also, this is the other one that was in the air and influential when V:tM first came to be - along with The Hunger, I'd recommend it as the closest to a must-watch.

Ancillae (the upper reaches of age and power offered by the V5 corebook) are more your Interview With The Vampire kind of deal. You've lived a long life, your adventuring days are behind you, and now you're something of a mover and a shaker - you're probably permitted or at least not prevented from siring and you're looking to give someone the choice you never had. Modernity gives you a headache but at least you can work a smartphone four times out of five. Ancillae games are a nice balance between "you're powerful" and "you still have to answer to someone".

If you're extending into Elder territory, settle down with a small glass of something and enjoy one of my favourite films ever, Only Lovers Left Alive. It's a slow story, and not a lot happens, but that's elders for you. They become introverted. They fall into a groove. They keep to each others' company. It's beautiful and haunting until some clueless childe comes along and screws it all up for them and they have to admit what they really are.

Want to figure out the Sabbat? Watch 30 Days of Night and thank me later. The vampires there are getting away with something horrible because they've fallen through the cracks in the world. They act alpha-predator but they still live on the fringe or civilisation, the little savages. (I am told that Near Dark is basically Sabbat: the Movie, but I haven't seen it, so I'm going to have to take that on trust.)

REFLEXIVE ACTION

It would be deeply remiss of me not to talk about Underworld, the film series transparently inspired by V:tM,.to the point where White Wolf as was took the producers of the original to court over it. Underworld reflects V:tM at its most "gamery" – all custom weapons, trenchcoats and corsets, fighting werewolves in the dark, flashing back to the Middle/Dark Ages and preoccupied with impenetrable why-does-this-matter world-building. It sits at the end of that unfortunate tendency toward Desert Eagles, katanas, Dragonsbreath rounds and C4 appearing on every character sheet that found its way into V:tM's DNA from Shadowrun, along with the penchant for double handfuls of d10s and wearing sunglasses indoors. I dislike that sort of game and I'm not mad keen on Underworld either, but I'd be lying if I didn't admit that this sort of thing is also peak Vampire.

WAIT, THIS ISN'T VAMPIRES!

V:tM is synonymous with politics and backstabbing, and there isn't in my opinion a vampire movie that really hits that. Thing is, Rein-Hagen also loves Mafia movie and cites them as an influence. Vampires exist as organised criminals, after all, and the concept of omerta is atomic to that of the Masquerade. This is why, to grasp how a Prince or Baron holds court and influences people, you really should just sit down and watch The Godfather. Pretty basic recommendation, granted, but I don't know if anyone else is here for my "Guy Ritchie's V:tM" style of action storytelling...

YOUR OWN PERSONAL JESUS TASTE

What are your top three movies? Why? That'll give you an idea of what you, as Storyteller, are most interested in running. Now grab some friends and ask them the same question. Wherever you find an overlap in your tastes, that's something that's worth focusing on in your actual game. Try to make sure there's a couple of vampire-themed answers in there, but also something else, because "being a vampire" in and of itself doesn't make a story (unless it's a quiet, short one like Only Lovers Left Alive, but that's a one-off, not a chronicle).

People often expect an RPG to come ready-made and ready-to-go ("We're playing the Lost Mines of Phandelver") and Vampire, at its best, is a bit more bespoke. Asking players about their taste in media is one way to start that tailoring process, making your V:tM something a bit different from everyone else's and getting into that transformative stuff that makes RPGs so gosh-darn amazing.

Mine, discounting the one I've already gushed about up the line, are a nebulous "pick one from Guy Ritchie's early career" and Franklyn. My games run on generally have a couple of seemingly indestructible SPCs nobody likes and a dark secret that can absolutely take them down, someone WILL have an impenetrable regional accent, but there's also a layer of exaggerated Gothickry over everything, neuratypical characters will perceive the world very differently, vengeance and trauma will drive the major players and love may conquer all but you'll have to lose a lot to get there. None of this is essential to V:tM but it's what makes my V:tM different from A. N. Other Storyteller's.

#vampire: the masquerade #vtm #movie recs #reddit repost

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daisybianca · 1 year

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pairing: mick schumacher x femalereader

summary: a night out with your boyfriend, mick schumacher

warnings: none, just fluff

MICK RELUCTANTLY AGREED to your suggestion of going to see the latest Marvel film, and although he's not really into superhero movies, you can tell he's excited to spend some quality time with you.

As you arrive at the cinema, you notice the place is already packed, but you can't help but feel giddy with anticipation.

You started dating a few weeks ago, but you both felt like you have known each other for an eternity.

You hand Mick your ticket, and he takes your hand as he leads you inside. The place is already buzzing with activity, but you can't help but feel like you're in your own little world as you take your seats.

The opening credits roll, and you lean in closer to Mick, unable to resist the urge to hold his warm hand.

He looks at you with a small smile, and for a moment you both forget about the film and the people around you. The silence is heavy, but in a way that feels effortless and comforting.

As the film continues, you're consumed by the action on the screen, but it's the feel of Mick's hand in yours that really has your attention. You can't help but wonder what he's thinking as he keeps stealing little glances your way.

At one point, he leans in closer and whispers something in your ear that makes you laugh. You try to focus on the film, but he keeps making you smile with his witty comments and playful antics.

The tension between you mounts, and you can't help but feel how alive he makes you feel in the midst of all this.

For a moment, you think about how lucky you are to have him in your life. How lucky you are to have found someone who makes you feel this way. You look up at him, and he meets your gaze with a small grin. You both know that this night is about more than just a movie.

As the credits roll, you feel a surge of adrenaline as you both rush out of the cinema, eager to continue the night together.

After exiting the cinema, you and Mick continue holding hands as you make your way to a nearby coffee shop. The place is bustling with people, but you feel like it's just the two of you in this moment.

"That was fun, wasn't it?" Mick asks, still grinning.

You nod, unable to stop smiling. "It was amazing. I'm so glad we did this."

Mick's eyes meet yours, and for a moment, everything else fades away. You can feel the tension between you, and you both know what's coming next.

"I was thinking... maybe we could go back to my place?" Mick suggest, his eyes locked on yours.

You nod, feeling your heartbeat quickened. "Yes, let's go. I don't want this night to end."

As you both make your way to Mick's car, people mutter "Aww" at the sight of you two holding hands. You both laugh it off, feeling a sense of closeness and intimacy that you've never experienced before.

You just start to realize that people come to know you because of your boyfriend. It doesn't really bother you.

As you drive off into the night, you know that this is just the beginning of the many adventures you'll share together.

You're excited for what the future holds, knowing that as long as you have each other, everything will be okay.

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cuffmeinblack · 1 year

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Here, have some unedited crap that tumbled out of my brain. Garreth awkwardly comforts you after getting hurt.

Needless apologies

Garreth Weasley x gn!reader

Light angst, hurt/comfort, description of injury, 1.2k words

The adventures, for lack of a better term, you shared with Natty and Sebastian meant that you'd formed strong friendships with them quickly, but they were so often fraught with so much drama and intensity given what you'd all been through, it was hard to just relax around them. You craved for a friendship that was easy and carefree, with someone who wanted to be in your company for you, not because of your power or your shared trauma but because they simply enjoyed your company. Garreth was that person.

The more time you spent with Garreth, the more you appreciated his uncomplicated friendship. It was everything you'd hoped for—warm and joyful, a welcome distraction from the pain you inflicted on a now daily basis. Of course, you couldn't help but notice that Garreth was attractive, and charming in his awkward and self-deprecating way. You'd find him in the common room, likely trying to persuade a poor unsuspecting first year into drinking a suspicious beverage, and he would flash you a wide smile that reached his piercing green eyes, and the feelings it inspired were more lustful than you cared to admit. Garreth had made it abundantly clear that he was interested in you from the moment you met, his eyes sweeping over you and lingering in entirely inappropriate places, but you'd ignored his fumbling attempts at flirting thus far.

You crept up the stairs and waited hesitantly at Garreth's dormitory door, considering the ramifications of what you were about to do. You only wanted company, didn't you? Surely if he was your friend, he wouldn't mind being woken up. You turned the door handle and crept silently into the room, padding over to the bed where you knew he slept—you'd been in here once before, when Garreth had shown you his stash of illegally procured ingredients and sweets from Honeydukes' cellar, stashed safely in his trunk at the foot of his bed. You arm ached painfully as you drew back the curtain, finding the lump under the duvet and prodding him gently. Garreth let out a small moan and frowned at the touch before his senses caught up and his eyes flew open to look at you standing over him. He flinched, clutching his chest before sitting up with a confused and questioning look upon his freckled face.

"What…what are you doing here? Is everything okay?"

"I'm okay, sorry for waking you. I just needed some company, it's been a rough night," you whispered.

Garreth wasted no time in shuffling out of bed and motioning towards the door for you to follow as he crept quietly into the hallway, still in his pyjamas. He took in your appearance in the warm glow of the common room and the colour seemed to drain from his face, leaving the freckles that flecked his skin more pronounced against the pale canvas now devoid of blood.

"What happened?" he managed to eke out.

"It's complicated. I ran into some goblins…they weren't pleased to see me."

"Goblins? What…? You're lucky to be alive, Merlin's beard. Were you alone?"

"Well, Sebastian was with me…"

"You were with Sebastian and he just left you like this?" he asked indignantly.

"It's not so bad, Garreth," you said, looking down at the gash on your arm which had left your robes tattered and soaked with blood.

Garreth sat next to you on the sofa, shaking his head as his eyes ran over every visible injury you had, his face screwed up in a grimace as he gently touched your cheek.

"I don't think this is all your blood," he muttered, stilling his hand.

"No, I don't think it is," you whispered, tears welling in your eyes as you stared at his expression.

You regretted waking him immediately—you never should have shown him this side of you, now your friendship was likely tainted forever. You yearned for his comfort, but it came at a price.

"I'm so sorry for waking you," you apologised again.

"Don't worry about that. Merlin, let me…I'll go get some potions from Sharp's store room…," he said, standing to leave.

You caught his hand and gave it a slight tug, indicating for him to sit back down, which he did so reluctantly with worry in his bright eyes.

"Don't leave, I need you more than I need a potion, Garreth."

His eyes widened and he nodded and sat next to you, closer, with a hand on your leg, his warmth permeating the cotton skirt, though you weren't sure if he was really that warm or your skin had just reacted to his touch.

"I can close the wound, if you don't want to go to the hospital wing," he said shakily. "I've seen my mum do it before, she's always been good with healing spells…"

You nodded and held out your arm and he tentatively took it in his hands, gently peeling back your robes and tattered shirt out of the way. The cut was worse than you'd thought, the skin peeled back in a jagged line exposing the flesh underneath—you were lucky it wasn't deeper, the tendons and nerves still seemed intact as you were thankfully able to move and feel your hand.

"Godric, what have they done to you…," Garreth muttered, picking his wand up shakily from the sofa cushion.

You reached out with your other hand to place it over his shaky wand arm, steadying him. He looked up at you with a pained expression which softened as he met your eyes, searching for answers but ultimately deciding that there were more pressing matters than interrogating the circumstances of your injuries.

"You really need to go to the hospital wing, I don't know if I can do this, I've never treated anything so bad, I…," he rambled quietly.

"I trust you, Garreth. Please try."

He took a shaky breath and pointed his wand at the wound. "Vulnera Sanentur."

The edges of the gash began to slowly knit together, forming an angry, raised scar under the blood that stained your skin. "I'm sorry, it's not very neat, you really should go to…"

"Garreth, shut up, please," you whispered, pulling the soft fabric of his collar and drawing him into a kiss.

You weren't sure what possessed you to do it, whether it was a desire for him to stop apologising or the adrenaline still pumping in your veins, but it did, in fact, shut him up, as he stilled in surprise as your lips pressed together, before his brain caught up and there appeared to be no stopping his reaction. There was certainly no turning back from this now, as Garreth wrapped his strong hands around your waist and all but pulled you into his lap as you winced slightly from your various bruises. He mumbled another apology against your lips as your legs straddled his thighs and you sighed into his mouth, your tongues meeting to tease each other as your fingers laced through his long, red hair.

He smelled faintly of cinders and butterbeer, the intoxicating scent filling your nostrils as you kissed his jaw and buried your head against his neck. His hands wandered under your robes, gripping your warm skin firmly with the tips of his fingers, digging into your flesh and making you shudder with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Your head swam and a faint nausea settled in your stomach, your vision beginning to blur from the blood loss and steadily declining adrenaline.

"Maybe I should go to the hospital wing…," you said shakily against his neck.

Garreth peeled you away from him gently, loosening his grip and giving you a concerned look.

"Let me take you. Here, hold my arm."

#garreth weasley #garreth weasley fanfiction #garreth weasley x reader #garreth weasley x you

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thedragonkween · 9 months

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Hiii! I know I’m a bit late but I just wanted to say that I loved your Nuada HCs! Like literally made my heart melt they were so cute! 🩵

Anyway, I was wondering what kinds of activities you think he’d enjoy doing with his s/o. Personally, I see him as being very into nature (especially secluded wilderness uninhabited by humans) but I wanted to hear your thoughts! ⭐️

Do you see him as a dog or cat elf?

Would he be down to spend a lazy day in bed cuddling his partner?

What would he do for his partner during a holiday? :)

Hi! Thank you so much, I appreciate your words a lot 💜 I'm happy that there are many people who want to smooch our elf prince. 🧝 And sorry for the delay on this one!

Now, onto your questions!

Tags: Gender neutral Reader, headcanons, sfw, no warnings!

What kind of activity would Nuada enjoy doing with you?

I agree with you a lot on this one! From what I understood from the film, elves are tied with nature and share a deep connection with it. It would be natural (ha-ha) for him to want to spend time with you there! And of course, the more secluded from humans, the better. It doesn't necessarily have to be super tough hikes (although he would enjoy them and would have no difficulty conquering steep hills or getting lost in thick forests) - he understands that you may not be built for that and takes great pleasure even in taking a calm walk through the woods or a park.

Just imagine him walking next to you (so he can protect you if anything happens), telling you stories of the spirits who live in the wilderness, occasionally touching the bark of ancient oaks and beech trees with reverence while listening to them talk. You would have the privilege of knowing the language of the forest thanks to him. 🌳

Is he a dog or a cat elf?

I'm a bit torn on this one. I think he definitely has a soft spot for all kinds of animals (think of the scene where he slaughters the police officers, but leaves the dogs alive). I believe that he has great respect for all things relating to nature. That said, for the kind of life that he lives, I believe he could enjoy a dog companion that fights with him and accompanies him on his adventures! As for cats, I can see him having a horde of stray cats that live in his nest in the sewers, maybe cuddling up to him while he studies his next move or tinkers with his elvish technology. They just like spending time around him because he has a peaceful presence and spares them treats from time to time. In turn, the cats get rid of the rats, so it's a favorable deal for both parties.

Would he be down to spend a lazy day in bed cuddling his partner?

If he cared about you so much to consider you his partner, I believe there is little he wouldn't do for you! If you're feeling tired, are sick, or simply want to spend time with him away from the chaos of the human world, he would take you to his lair and cuddle you there, keeping you fully to himself. You could also convince him to spend time in your home, teaching him about human technology or entertainment to show him that humans are capable of creating something beautiful, and not just destruction.

What would he do for his partner during a holiday?

I think he would honor elvish tradition and give you gifts or partake in traditional elvish holiday festivities with you! His culture is sacred to him, and nothing would make him happier than sharing that part of him with you. He weaves flower crowns out of rare flowers for you, dances under the stars on summer nights and even has a weapon crafted for you, such as a small knife, in the event he is not there to protect you (although he never lets you out of his sight, if possible).

Of all human holidays, I bet he'd enjoy Halloween the most. Going around scaring humans? The fashion? Seeing you dressed as a mystical creature? He's all for it!

If you liked my writing, it would mean the world to me if you reblogged the post or left a comment. 🥰

#feel freee to add your ideas on this one!!#nuada x reader #prince nuada x reader #nuada x you #prince nuada x you #hellboy 2 #hellboy 2 imagines #nuada imagines #nuada imagine #mywriting

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dukeoftheblackstar · 8 months

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got any plo koon fic recs? looking for some new stuff that's good. one shots and long fics welcome! I'll take anything i can get

Shamelessly promoting my own:

Dom!Plo ask by yours truly, submitted by the lovely @mild-disorganization

Some tired dad!Plo headcanons maybe?

And for some that I have read and adored:

Plo Koon Masterlist by @my-head-is-an-animal (Mixed)

Thigh Kink with Plo by @saradika (NSFW)

Not a fic, but hella spice by @saradika (SFW & NSFW)

Friendship - Plo Koon & Wolffe by @wild-karrde (SFW)

PloKit Art (their entire blog) by @uiro-mgmg1 (NSFW - mostly art)

SFW & NSFW Alphabets for Plo by @samspenandsword

My favorite ♥:

Sovereign (PloKit, idk if you're into it, but I am) by @tits-fisto (NSFW but very wholesome)

The Tiniest Councilor by Quiet_Shadow (SFW)

Name and Soul by @decepticonsensual (SFW)

Haven't read but is on queue when I have the mood and will power to actually read and not thirst for our Kel Dor Emperor ♥

of claws and tusks by my bestiecakes ♥ @saengak <- Apparently, it's hella angsty and I reserve the angst for weekend when I'm not out here thirsting for this King.

in deditionem by my bestiecakes ♥ @saengak <- I've seen them write ♥, it makes me squeeeeeeee ♥

Helium by @cynderiaopus who also made my current bomb AF pfp of Plo steepling ♥

Other materials and interesting read:

@exosorcery has very interesting comics and posts about Kel Dors in general. Here's one specific of Plo Koon:

A few faves from them:

@veny-many for their AUs and Plo Koon & Wolfpack Art (also includes others) <- Presenting you the bebbis ♥

My faves:

The entire post AU 66 where Plo lives is a quintessential to any post AU 66 imho because I'm heavily invested in this and I'm about to cry because I need to organize my bookmarks (and update this) so I can give you the proper start to fin link.

I'd post more from @veny-many and @exosorcery, but if you spend a good 10 minutes scrolling, you'll be there forever. Quality art content!

You may also want to check World building and ConLang Kel Dor study, apart from their OC x Plo Koon art. Big thanks for this neat document by @plokoonsdisapprovingeyebrows

[[ @plokoonsdisapprovingeyebrows I hope it's okay to share. If not, I can take it down ♥ ]]

So far just these at the top of my head. Thank you for the Plo-related ask :D! I enjoyed sifting through my bookmarks ♥

Don't forget to give love and reblog, comment, follow these amazing people who do so much for the Plo Koon, Dorin, Kel Dor tags ♥

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oh yeah btw i went into the city with my sister today and it was a very nice day :) i'm now going to tell you all about it bc i need to learn to be more positive. also, i will add random photos from pinterest so this post looks mildly interesting

here i go:

- first we watched an anzac day march (i live in australia, yeah. idrm u guys knowing that. basically anzac day is a day where we show respects to soldiers who fought in the war/s) for a whole hour (yeah... it was very tiring but atleast all we had to do was sit and watch. its not exactly hard i suppose)

- then, we went to a cafe where we drank iced matcha latte and shared a chocolate cake slice. the cafe was so cozy and it had jaz music and it was dark wood + green + overgrown vines type of vibe :)

- then, we went to....

drumroll please

a second hand bookstore !!!

*dies, comes alive, dies, comes alive* (x4)

there were a million books in there (or so the sign at the front claimed) and it was such a lovely place

it smelled like old books. i nearly suffocated because the smell was so strong (but i didnt mjnd at all ofc)

in the back, there was a big space with no shelves and a few tables and chairs to sit and read (i assume?) (tho there were still shelves along the wall)

in the front+middle, there were shelves everywhere, with only space for 2 people in between each shelf

it was very cluttered. i struggled to understand the system because many shelves were unlabelled, but i think that adds to the charm and i loved having to look through all the shelves

at the very front, there is the cash register and a bunch ( a BUNCH) of book stacks on the floor with no price (bc the owner hadnt priced the books yet. the shop is personally owned and they price books by writing it in pencil on the first page. isnt that so charming??)

the books werent insanely cheap, but its a food place to fins different/collectable covers of certain books

i saw a red hardbound version of dead souls by nikolai gogol, which i was going to get bc i really want to read that, but it was falling apart so badly (like the spine was 4/5 off the book) that i felt like it was unwise to purchase haha :,)

in the end, i didnt get to look at everything bc my sister got restless but i did manage to buy 3 books that i am very happy abt:

1. "the adventures of tom sawyer" by mark twain :) this was 7.50 and it had a really pretry cover (also it was small sized, which i think is so charming and pocketable)

2. "the tenant of wildfell hall" by anna brontë. i have read none of the brontë sisters' works, but i really want to:) this was also only 7.50 and the cover was pretty, and it was also pretty small

3. "quiet" by susan cain. it seems so interesting and it was only $10, whereas its going for $20 on amazon 💀 :)

also the owner gave me a bookmark that looked old and it was beige + black and it had the shop name on it, contact info, promo stuff but also it was so cool bc the font was fancy and there was an olden day sketch of an oldman reading to a child in the middle of the bookmark :)

also the owner was a nice and chill old man. also there was classical music !

i cant wait to revisit that store :) i will be opting to purchase all of my classics there because they have covers that ive never seen before.

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then we took the bus home

the end

#sleepy vix #vix's journal

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innocent-cat · 10 months

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Can u do a rengoku x reader pretty please pookie 😢

this has been in the oven for WEEEEKSSSS LMFAOOOOO Finally getting to it because I want to write more. Rengoku x Reader Warnings - injury, but no description

"Candles share a flickering flame.", Rengoku x Reader

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You slowly stumble over your steps, grunting as your feet hit the ground over and over. You keep your eyes open, mumbling things to yourself as you slowly feel yourself lose consciousness. You wouldn't let yourself. Not when you're already so close to the butterfly mansion. You knew they didn't search the outskirts of it, so if you wanted to live, you'd have to continue stumbling. Your feet dragged painfully against the rock filled dirt path, and you felt painful jolts in your back as you walked and remembered certain battle wounds during your journey.

"Hashira! Lady Shinobu, they're alive!"

The sound of tiny foot steps likely from the triplets was etched into your ears, as they sound of sand scratched against their small shoes.

"Liege! You're on the verge of death! Please, come this way.."

Small hands wrapped your body, and tugged you in one direction. You silently prayed and hoped that you weren't hallucinating, and you had finally reached the mansion.

You had shut your eyes, thanking the daylight cycle for being easy on your eyes. The sky swirled above you in darkness, a relaxing tone that would put ease to someone not dying.

You're guided to a bed behind your thoughts, and you feel a hand holding your's as your wounds are treated. It was warm, soft, calloused on the edges. It was something that told you 'I'm here.'

You begin to fall asleep, relaxing to the gentle and assuring feeling of stinging alcohol and constricting bandages provided by your caretaker. Before you fade to your sleep, you hear two voices discussing something above your head. "Will they be alright?"

The first voice wavers, and sounds scared. Not for himself, but for you. As if a crash of realization that you might be in danger made them feel like they were in that situation themself.

"It looks like it will be a slow recovery. They took on multiple staggering wounds, its a miracle they even had a sense of direction to the butterfly mansion."

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When you wake up, you keep your eyes shut. You try to go back to sleep and fail.

You hear crashing by the door of your room, and you shoot up, much to the shock of the person who was sitting next to you.

"Up and moving so quickly already?" A honey voice spoke to you, and you suddenly felt the soreness from moving quickly. You groaned and fell back to your bed.

"Not now that you mention it.." You take a deep breath and heave a deep sigh, mentally analyzing your wounds.

You rub your hands softly, and un-blur your vision, peering up to Rengoku.

"Did you stay here the entire time? I remember you being here when I was being treated.." You tiredly mumble to him, your voice straining.

"I did! My priority will always be my allies." His voice ands words etched into your brain, patiently waiting for any further explanation to his words.

When no explanation came, there was a soft moment of silence. You could feel Rengoku's eyes faintly hovering your face. You could feel that he was tense, but he refused to say anything about it.

You unfold your hand, and reach for his. He holds your's in his own for a moment, and his muscles slack.

"Liege. How did the mission go? I am sure you managed to do something to leave even the heavens itself in awe." His words seemed to bubble over and spill out to you, and your head turned to face him.

"There were demons attacking the village women.. five total. They were pretty strong, but nothing like a moon. It was the amount of them and they way they worked together that stunned me."

Rengoku's face contorted curiously.

"Please! Tell me more." He politely followed up your story.

"It was weird.. you know that.. yellow haired demon slayer who recently joined? He's adventuring with Tanjiro and the pig.. he would have cried if he saw. He's scared of spiders, yeah? Well, they were wrapping all the girls up to eat them later.. I'd hate to be in the cocoons. They were slimy. Like an egg."

Rengoku nodded his head with a smile, listening to you speak of your mission, his thumb softly rubbing your hand.

The two of you stare into each other's eyes. His vast and passionate iris perfectly his optimist personality.

You slowly sit up, supporting yourself as you did. You feel his hand slip behind your back, carefully avoiding your stab wounds and applying pressure to the spaces where it wouldn't cause you pain, he sat you up to face him.

The position the two of you were in currently could be easily mistaken for one of a romantic couple about to confess to each other for the fifth time. His left arm wrapped around your torso, and his right hand held your own. He was slightly leaned in, and you could feel his soft breathing tickle the air.

Your face burns a soft hue of pink, and you feel your own ears heat up as you attempt to lean back from him, but are caught in a web of his arms. Instead, you stand up, and he wraps both arms around you. They softly snake around your torso yet again and secure you.

You softly cup his cheek with your hand, and his mouth weakly falls open. He attempts to say something, but no words leave his mouth.

You teeter on your feet, standing on your tippy toes, your lips slowly connect with his. You run your fingers through his hair. You can no longer tell if it's the pain-meds that were provided to you talking, but it felt right.

it felt good.

You pull away, and stand flat again. You peer up at him, and rest your hand.

"I..." Rengoku begins to speak, but he stops. The two of you softly laugh against each other and pull in for a hug. The hug was as warm as he was, or maybe you were just really cold.

its really fking cold in the butterfly mansion..

"I know, Rengoku. Me too."

#rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #kny rengoku #xreader #oneshot #x reader #demon slayer #gn reader #rengoku x gn reader #fluff #angst??#hes such a cutie #kny

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lorkai · 1 year

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･゜ﾟ A/N: The ending was kind of rushed but that idea hadn't left my head since Nightbringer came out so I had to write it. All the turmoil, all the fear Mc felt being sent back in time, waking up and knowing that no one remembers them but they remember everyone??? Lots of potential for angst 🥹☕

*･゜ﾟ Warning: Gn!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, this can be read as platonic or romantic

You are no longer their friend, you are no longer their lover. And worst of all, you are no longer a family member to them, everything you went through with them, all the shared stories that were the reasons for your tears and smiles, none of that has a meaning now. Because to them you are just a stranger, just the attendant who is there to help them.

Nothing more and nothing less.

And it hurts. It hurts when Lucifer kicks you out of his office because you aren't close enough for him to hear you or when you're not greeted by an enthusiastic Mammon who's about to drag you off on some silly adventure, it hurts when Levi doesn't chatter about anime he's seen and how he craves your company. It hurts when Satan doesn't look at you like he used to, with love and care, soft. It hurts even more when Asmo kicks you out of his room instead of inviting you in and telling stories from the Celestial Realm time while the two of you skin care each other, or the way Beel doesn't hug you the way he used to, and even the naps with Belphie and the constellation talk aren't what they used to be.

Tears flow freely down your eyes without you noticing. Nothing is like before and you are mourning people who are still alive, people who are by your side almost every day. Small sobs leave your throat, but you control yourself well enough for the sound not to echo through the kitchen.

You have to endure this, you have to be strong. But you can't, not now.

The pact marks on your body were transparent, still and cold, so different from the warmth and good feeling they had on your skin. And the thought that you and the brothers were once really a family seems so far away now, almost like a dream.

"Mc..." A soft voice sounds from behind you, as wistful as you feel.

He knows, of course he knows the pain that consumes you every day and you don't expect him to come to you to comfort you, you turn and throw yourself into his arms, hugging him as tight as you can. You need to know that this is real, that he is real.

And Solomon holds you gently, holds you when you scream and cry against his chest, he holds you as you spill the words that were stuck in your throat. No words he could utter would be good enough to assuage the pain that resides in your heart, nor could he understand the pain of losing such important people. He himself said that he was alone for a long time.

But you forget one thing.

"I'm here for you, Mc." Solomon reminds you, voice soft as he rubs circles on your back with one hand and wipes your tear with the other hand. There's a kind of urgency in his eyes as if he doesn't know if this will offer the comfort you need, but it does.

The warmth and soft scent of him are reminders that all of this is happening, but at least someone is there for you. He is there for you, Solomon is there by your side every morning, to protect you, to stand by you and to help you, especially help you to bear this giant weight that the world has thrown on your shoulders again.

"I am here." He whispered between the conjecture of your neck and shoulder, blowing raspberries against your skin to hear you chuckle softly. "Share your burdens with me more often, Mc. We can take this together, two pairs of hands are stronger than one."

You nodded, tired. All this turmoil of feelings made you want to lie down on the kitchen floor and sleep there in the fetal position, just like you and Belphie once did. And the memory made you laugh, especially when Lucifer failed to wake you up and decided it was best to just cover for you.

"Thanks, Solly." You hugged him again and buried your face in his chest, a mere contact was enough to relieve the pressure you had carried with you for an entire week and you looked at him with sparkling eyes as if he was the most precious thing to you. "Thank you for coming after me and for being by my side."

He flicked your forehead, barely suppressing the laughter in his expression. "All for my dearest apprentice. Now come on, Simeon has made some delicious cakes and I want to eat them with you."

Solomon dragged you out of your room and into the living room and there, he didn't give you a second to worry or overthink things. And you thanked him for it, for a moment you were almost back home and any moment everyone else would walk through that door. Except they wouldn't, but that was okay because you would find a way to get back home on your own.

And it was with that in mind that you went to sleep with a new determination rising in you.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me swd #swd obey me #obey me solomon #solomon #king solomon #solomon the wise #om solomon #om! solomon #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #obey me nightbringer #lorkai drabble

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loathsomeloner · 9 months

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So! I finished my first playthrough of Andromeda Six a couple days ago and I enjoyed it a lot! I had a lot of fun going through the story and I'm really excited for the next chapter even if it's probably gonna be a while till it's out-

I really wanted to ramble about the game here on tumblr so I thought that just for fun I could make a list about what I liked and didn't like about the game! The list will be under the cut :)

DISCLAIMER Just in case: This is in no way meant to be some objective/critical review about the game this is literally just meant to be me rambling my opinion sooo don't take this too seriously. Also story spoilers!!!

Alright the things I liked!!:

The Main Story: I'm a sucker for fun space sci-fi adventures with spcaeships and planets and aliens etc etc especially when the main characters are a group of vagabond rouges (with found family sprinkled in :>) so that was an immediate eye catcher for me. Also the fact that the plot is a "Lost heir has to take back the throne" type deal was really cool too, a little cliche? sure but I never take that as a bad thing

The Characters: Pretty much every single character was a delight to see in action, June was probably my favourite character out of everyone (even though I didn't play his route lmao-) followed closely behind by Vexx and Damon. The entire A6 crew were so fun to watch interact and talk and I always found myself wanting to see more of them. The only character I could say I didn't like was Zane, but everyone else was really fun!

The Art: Not much to say here, the arts just really nice, I wanna see if I can find the main artist on social media somewhere. The backgrounds especially are beautifully done

The 'Nerissa is Alive!!' reveal: After looking through the tags for A6 I saw that this specific plot twist was a bit of a hot topic among the fandom so I thought I'd share my opinion on it too. For the most part, I liked the reveal! I mainly love the fact that the reveal gives way to more drama regarding the MC and their future and how they can decide if they want to immediately revert back to their status as royalty and work alongside their older sister to restablish the monarchy, or decide they think the monarchy was kindas shitty even when Zovack wasn't in charge and they'd rather get to be their own person with the A6 crew. I'm really hoping that choosing to do the latter (which is what I did) leads to a lot of tension between the MC and Nerissa, possibly even a huge fight (Siblings to enemies even?? that would be amazing imo). Overall I think the plot twist could lead to a lot of cool stuff and I'm eager to see what Wanderlust Games does with it

And now onto things I didn't like:

Some of the Writing: Yeah... Honestly even though I enjoyed the game and it's story there's a couple things about the writing I didn't like that much. I won't list everything I found iffy but my biggest gripe is that the game has a lot of tell don't show, don't get me wrong I'm no writing master and it's not the worst thing in the world, but the moments where the characters would just info dump their entire life story in a conversation kinda irked me a bit, I wish we could learn the characters individual stories in a different way

The Pacing: I get that this is a small team limited to a 10 chapter story but tbh I wish the story could've moved just a tad bit slower so we could spend more time in each planet since it feels way too quick and we get limited to only seeing one small part of an entire planet. I also understand that there were probably both out of story and in story reasons as the why we only got to spend such a short amount of time on certain planets, but still, I just kinda wish we got to stay in one place for a bit longer

The Character Design: Okay, so for the most part I think the character designs are all pretty good, I like the clothes and how everyone feels very distinct from one another, overall the game has good character design. It's just that... in my opinion... the designs for the alien species..... are SO DAMN BORING!! The Tilaari I think looks fine even if I think they'd look more interesting if they had at least one alien feature like extra eyes or horns or something, other than that though they look fine. The Kithalpha though... oh my god.... I went into the game reading the description and expecting to see some cool mix of fish and human but instead I get the most bland alien design ever, it's literally just a human but with gills! I didn't even notice there were Kithalpha characters!!!! The game had to tell me that Ayame and the green guy were Kithalpha!!! Other than that I would've never known!!! And that's terrible!!!! (Not to mention that if I'm remembering correctly the game doesn't even say once that Vexx was part Kithalpha, I had to find that out from the Dev's twitter) I'm not even saying that they had to look like some monster alien creature of the black lagoon type thing but the Kithalpha characters couldve had just something anything that made them more distinct! Give them fins or scales or a tail heck ANYTHING FISH RELATED!!!! THEYRE DESCRIBED AS HUMANOID CREATURES WITH THE ABILITY TO ADAPT TO THEIR ENVIRONMENT BUT WE JUST GOT HUMAN + GILLS????? I was so dissatisfied with how boring the Kihtalpha looked that I actively gave my MC more inhuman features despite them being a Kithalpha, fuck the canon Kithalpha look my MC's gonna be a special little snowflake and the devs can't stop me

And Lastly, The 'Nerissa is Alive!' Reveal: So... Yeah. While I do like the twist itself cause of the possibilities, I'm gonna be honest I do agree that the set-up/execution was pretty shit. I don't wanna harp on this too much because this can be fixed as the game updates and gets completed, but still the twist ends up making things feel confusing or downright pointless in hindsight. My biggest annoyance was how literally in the episode right before the reveal we literally get a whole explanation from Vexx describing how he shot and killed Nerissa, like he literally told us how he held the body and saw all the blood but then one episode later surprise Nerissa is doing just fine, there's not even an explanation as to how she survived that (I think I read somewhere that apparently the devs said she was shot through the heart?? Idk if that's true but if it is I- How the fuck did she survive that????) we're just told that K just took her and dipped. Again, this is stuff that can be fixed later on, but it's still kinda annoying

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Aaaaand that's about it! Again, don't take this as a critical review, despite my gripes with the game I do still genuinely enjoy it

I'm probably gonna ramble about the game some more in the future, mainly about my MC cause damn did I fall in love with and hyperfixate on him so hard as I was playing. Honestly I'm kinda inspired to create a mini rewrite of the story from my MC's proper perspective without the VN's limitations kinda like how the tumblr account andromedasix did that with their MC

#andromeda six #a6 #andromeda 6 #visual novel #sci fi visual novel #a6 game

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alxirai · 7 months

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I had never felt so alive before, my heart pounding in my chest as I took my first steps into the land of Teyvat. Every inch of me felt like it was bursting with excitement and wonder. I had come to this land with a goal in mind, to find my long-lost twin and figure out what happened to them.

As I walked through the lush, green landscapes, I suddenly heard a voice calling my name. I turned around to see a tall, handsome man with long, flowing hair and piercing amber eyes. "Are you the traveler?" he asked, his voice low and soothing.

I nodded, not knowing what to say. He reached out his hand and I took it, allowing him to lead me to a small cottage in the distance. "My name is Aether," he said, his voice full of warmth. "It's nice to finally meet another person from another world in Teyvat."

I couldn't believe my luck. I had been searching high and low for any clues as to where my twin had gone, and now here was a person who looked just like me, and who seemed to be in the same boat.

"May I ask you something?" I finally found the courage to ask. "Do you know anything about the other sibling?"

He looked away, his face unreadable. "I don't know for sure. But I have a feeling that they've been taken advantage of by a group of powerful people in this world. They must be in a lot of danger."

My heart dropped at the thought of my twin being in trouble, but I knew that Aether was right. Whoever was behind all of this must be stopped at all costs.

"We have to find them," I whispered, my voice full of determination. "We have to stop them from hurting anyone else."

Aether looked up at me, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I agree. But we can't do it alone. We need to find allies in this wild world. Are you ready?"

I smiled, feeling a rush of adrenaline as I nodded my head. "Let's do this." Aether and I travelled throughout Teyvat, gathering allies wherever we could. We met all kinds of people, from powerful warriors like Noelle and Amber, to wise scholars like Lisa and Kaeya. Each of them played their own unique role in our quest to uncover the truth about my twin, and each one brought their own special skills and knowledge to the group.

But as much as I enjoyed the company of my new friends, I couldn't shake the feeling that Aether was holding something back from me. There was a sense of tension in the air around him, and no matter how hard I tried to get him to open up to me, he would always brush off my questions with a vague response or a change of subject.

Finally, one evening as we sat around a fire, I decided to confront him. "Aether, what's really going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Why won't you talk to me?"

At last, he looked at me with those piercing amber eyes, and for the first time, I saw a hint of sadness beneath his veneer of calmness. "I'm sorry, I know it must be hard for you. But there are certain things that I'm just not ready to share yet. I promise, I'll tell you everything in due time, but for now, I need your trust."

I felt a pang of disappointment in my chest, but I knew that he was right. Aether had been with me through everything, and if there was anyone in this world that I could trust, it was him.

So we continued our journey, my curiosity piqued by the mystery surrounding my twin and the powers we held within us. Together, with our motley crew of allies, we tackled any challenge that came our way, from battling huge monsters to solving complex puzzles. And through it all, our bond only grew stronger, as we worked towards the same goal of discovering the truth behind my lost twin's disappearance.

But even as the days passed and our adventures grew more and more exciting, I couldn't help but wonder what secrets Aether was keeping from me. And so, I resigned myself to the fact that some things were just meant to remain mysteries, at least for now.

As time went on, our friendship with Aether only grew stronger. He was everything I had ever wanted in a companion: strong, brave, and kind. And with each passing day, I found myself falling more and more in love with him.

Of course, I didn't want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward between us. So, I kept my feelings to myself, instead choosing to focus on our quest and our growing connection.

As we travelled throughout the lands of Teyvat, we faced all sorts of challenges and overcame great obstacles. With each victory, our bond deepened, and I found myself falling more and more in love with Aether.

I knew that I had to tell him how I felt, but I didn't know how. I was scared that I would put too much pressure on him or scare him away. But I knew that I couldn't keep my feelings a secret for much longer.

And so, one night as we sat by the campfire, I gathered up all my courage and professed my feelings to Aether. To my surprise, he didn't recoil in horror or back away from me. Instead, he looked at me with those warm amber eyes and smiled.

"I feel the same way, Traveler," He said softly, taking my hand in his. "I've been trying to figure out how to tell you, but I didn't know how. But you just made it so much easier for me."

And with that, we sealed our fate, starting a new chapter in our lives as partners, both in our quest for knowledge and in our growing love.

From that day forward, Aether was always by my side, through thick and thin. Our love only grew stronger with each passing day, and we knew that we were meant to be together, no matter what.

As we continued to explore the vast world of Teyvat, we faced many more dangers and challenges. But with Aether by my side, I knew that we could face anything that came our way, and come out the other side stronger then ever before.

And so, we continued on, hand in hand, as partners in life and in love, ready to face whatever the world might throw at us.

Hello, I don't know what I did. Haha it's like they switched roles but also not..? Idk😥

Enjoy this mess that I made.

#genshin imagines #genshin impact #reader insert #drabble #fluff genshin #genshin drabbles #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #gn reader #ooc #aether x reader #genshin aether #alxirai

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ukulelekatie · 1 year

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I want to get in to beaking bread, could you share the recipe?

Absolutely!

Disclaimer: This is going to be a kind of "choose your own adventure" type of recipe in order to make it as accessible and beginner-friendly as possible. Also, I'm not an expert by any means! This is what works for me, but questions and suggestions in the notes are welcome :)

Ingredients:

4 3/4 c. (594g) All-purpose flour, plus a little extra

2 1/2 tsp (7g) Instant yeast or active dry yeast

2 c. (472 mL) Warm water, about 100°F/38°C

2 tsp (12g) Salt

2 tsp (9g) Sugar (or maple syrup or honey) plus a pinch more

1 tsp (5g) Oil - I like to use olive oil

Equipment:

Small bowl or cup

Large bowl

Cloth, plastic wrap, or lid for large bowl

Wooden spoon or spatula for mixing

Parchment paper

Dutch oven (or a baking sheet and a large, metal, oven-safe pot)

Knife (the sharper the better)

Cooling rack

Food scale, if you're using the metric measurements

Instructions:

Part 1: Combine the Ingredients

Add 1/2 c. (118g) of warm water to a small bowl or cup. Add a pinch of sugar and your yeast, stir gently until combined. Let rest for about 5 minutes until the yeast mixture gets bubbly. This indicates that your yeast is alive and ready to go!

In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, salt, and sugar

Create a well in the center of your flour mix, and pour in the yeast mixture, the remaining 1 1/2 c. (354g) of water, and the oil. Mix together until you get a shaggy ball of dough. It should be a little sticky, but if it's too sticky, add more flour.

Part 2: Kneading

This step is optional. I find that kneading gives it a chewier texture and keeps the loaf from getting crumbly for longer, but the no-knead method is still delicious and easier. Skip to Part 3 if so desired.

I suck at kneading so I use my handy dandy stand mixer. But you can knead by hand if you want, or you can opt to not knead it at all! You're looking for a nice smooth, stretchy ball of dough.

Part 3: Rise

Lightly grease the inside of your bowl. Put your dough back into the bowl and cover with a lid or a damp cloth or plastic wrap and let rest in a warm location.

I like to put mine in the oven--make sure it's turned off, and make sure everyone you share the kitchen with knows there's dough having a little nap in the oven. Not everyone checks to make sure the oven is empty before turning it on, ya know?

Let rise until the dough has doubled in size and there are tiny bubbles on the surface. Time will vary--if you're using instant yeast, this will likely take 1-2 hours. If you opted for active dry, the rise time will be longer, anywhere from 3-6 hours. If you did the no-knead, method, it may take even longer than that. You could even leave it overnight if you want!

Part 4: Preheating and Shaping

This bread is meant to be baked in a Dutch oven. Dutch ovens trap steam, which helps create a nice crust. But if you don't have a one, don't fret! You can place your loaf on baking sheet, and then place a metal pot over the loaf for the same effect.

When your dough is done rising, take your dough out of the oven and then preheat the oven to 450°F 230°C. Add your Dutch oven or sheet and pot to the oven to allow them to heat up.

Punch down the dough to get rid of the air bubbles, and then place the dough on a lightly-floured surface. Pull the edges of the dough in toward the center. You should see the shape becoming more spherical and feel the surface getting tighter. Here's a quick visual: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWA0RAAsBHg

Transfer your beautiful dough baby to a sheet of parchment paper. Gently flour the surface of the loaf, and then use your knife to score the top. (Don't go too deep!)

Part 5: Baking and Cooling

When the oven is heated, remove your Dutch oven and transfer your dough and parchment paper inside. Make sure the parchment paper is completely inside to prevent it from burning.

Bake for 30 minutes. After this time, remove the Dutch oven lid and let your loaf bake for 10-15 more minutes until the crust is nice and golden brown

Transfer the loaf to the cooling rack and let it cool for at least an hour before cutting into it. I know it's tempting to dig in right away, but I promise it's worth it.

Your bread should be good for about a week. I like to store mine in tin foil or in a large zip lock bag. To keep your crust nice and crispy, don't wrap it up until it's completely cool.

Enjoy!

#katie bakes #bread #recipes

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lhenn · 6 months

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Karina

This is Karina’s story, a story of how she grew up in the cellars of a theatre, surrounded by music and dreaming of sharing it with the world, of how she made two friends (a sad ballerina and a rat), of how she has learnt from her teacher everything she’s ever known, asking half the questions she yearns to learn and receiving half the answers she expects, suspecting this mysterious and distant man, yet so familiar to her, keeps a lot of secrets within. But he’s always been honest with her, always taken care of her, given her everything she’s ever wished for, has he not? There were only a few rules she had to adhere to, so as to keep everything the way it had always been: she should take care of herself and not get hurt, never leave their place, never talk with people and never mention their names nor where they live. But the days are long and lonely for her, especially as she grows up, head full of dreams and nothing new left to try: little adventures to the theatre should be fine as long as no one finds out… right? Or so she thought during the eight years she spent sneaking into the theatre when Erik wasn’t watching her (or was he?). Until one day, Karina’s reality is shattered after her professor suddenly disappeared, forcing her to leave the lair and venture into the outside world, and it won’t take her long to discover that half the things Erik had taught her were a lie…

A bit of context

I’ll be posting bits of Karina’s backstory (my OC). She’s the D&D character I’m currently playing; developing her backstory and finding a fitting campaign has taken me almost two years! Sometimes it feels like an awful lot, thinking my first D&D OC Kaze’s backstory took me around 7 months to complete, but then I think about Lhena, my first ever OC, whose story is still under development after 8 years, and it feels so short (I like writing, so I craft PDFs -like, kinda long PDFs? More than 100 pages- to practice).

I’ve had three main inspirations (although they have kinda turned out to be 4 in the end, I won’t name the last one until it’s shown in the story): Phantom of the opera (mainly musical, both 2004 film and stage versions, there might be some nods to Leroux’s original novel though), Disney’s Tangled and the 1986 film Labyrinth.

The main reference is poto, it’s present everywhere, and yet it isn’t. I didn’t want to know what was going to happen next following Karina’s backstory, I never intended to do a retelling, so even though there are many similarities this is not Phantom of the opera, it will not be canon compliant nor follow the story.

Having said that, Karina is 18 yo as of now. She’s a genius when it comes to arts, her abilities will be shown along the story, I don't wish to spoil anything, although you can deduce that she, at least, possesses an unearthly, angelic voice. Almost all her knowledge she owes to her mysterious teacher… You might have already guessed, or maybe not, but Karina is the result of mixing Christine and Erik’s characters. In my opinion, this adds a fantastic turn of events and a very interesting divergence from poto (Erik’s character is still present -kind of).

Speaking about the campaign, we’re playing in a post-apocalyptic setting! A world where people live either behind walls or in small communities -tribes- fighting machines… (you can picture Horizon and The 100 to get an idea). But that’s a tale ought to tell in a different moment, taking place far away from where we are, a tale little Karina does not even dream about, shielded by music in the deep underground.

Most of my drawings are sketches, and I'm not fooling myself, I'm a disorganized student and I don't know when or if I'll finish them (although I want to and I plan to). The one above is Karina during last session. Her hair's a bit messed up because there was a combat (Such a thrilling third day outside!) and, as the party has claimed: «she technically is still alive» (and I don't know how to draw hair). I also don't know how to draw consistent faces, I'm trying :')

#oc #oc art #my ocs #K the phantom #my art #my writing #blog intro #my doodles #dnd art #dnd character #dnd oc #original character #erik makes an appearance #(mentioned)#phantom of the opera #the phantom of the opera #but with a spin #to be continued #lhen art

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