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fairykazu · 4 months

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SKETCHES OF YOU // kaeya x gn! reader contents: friends to lovers, modern au with visions, requited love notes: the dividers were made by @/cafekitsune masterlist

you and kaeya were on a picnic date. well, not a date. it originally was going to be a hangout with all your friends like albedo and rosaria. but they all managed to bail out, leaving you and kaeya alone. "huh, i can't believe they managed to bail out so fast? i've been planning this for weeks!" you cried to kaeya as you both set down the blanket to sit on. he smoothed out the creases in the blanket,

"rosaria told me she had a shift and albedo needed to take care of klee." kaeya replied, pulling the basket onto the floor. you sighed,

"i know... im just so sad because we havent had time to hang out at all."

"hey. at least you have me here." kaeya said as you glanced at him. somehow, he always manages to look picture perfect. he's such the perfect muse. you pulled out a sketchbook from your tote bag, given by kaeya, onto your lap. kaeya picked off a strawberry from one of the tupperware, eating it. the light made kaeya look ethereal. out of this world, even.

kaeya noticed how your attention wasn't really on what he was doing but him specifically. he was about to ask you what you were doing but he heard the soft pencil strokes, and your tongue is sticking out.

oh of course, you were drawing... him?

"whatcha drawin', name?" he asked as you hummed in response. that really answers everything doesn't it.

"you. stay still please." you answered, placing your pencil down and framing kaeya with your fingers. he rolled his eyes but stayed still despite his attutude.

"if no one would eat the food, it will get cold."

"use my vision." your dominant hand stayed in the exact position of where you left off in the drawing. your other hand jingling with your pyro vision. you tossed it to the cryo wielder who just caught your vision, and he thanked the archons that it didn't slip out of his hands.

after twenty-ish minutes, he was impaitent and his bones are crunching on him. the blue haired male asked, "are you done yet?"

he moved a bit closer to you, you could feel the warmth from his face. unfortunately, he did move from his spot. you shooed him away, "no and stop moving."

"this isn't an oil painting, name. hey, do you think i'd draw better than you?"

you rolled your eyes, "sure, kae." you pulled out a paper from your sketchbook to kaeya and a clipboard. "go ahead, draw me." you were already finished with your sketch of kaeya. you picked up a sandwich that was shaped like a heart.

"okay."

"are you done, name?" he believed that you were still working on the same sketch as last time.

"yes, are you, kae?"

"yes. ok, reveal in three."

"1"

"2"

"3!!!"

one drawing was created with grace and passion and the other was kaeya's. kaeya's drawing of you was messy and he really did try his best. you snifled a laugh,

"it's beautiful kaeya. i'll frame this and put this above my bed."

"thank you." he replied, picking up the drawing you did for him. you may have made him look more charming as usual or at least thats what you think. "you even got my charms correct... i mean, it's not as wonderful as mine but i'll frame this too."

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diddybok · 1 year

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finding out felix builds his own PC

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in anyway represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩ pairing: roommate!felix x gn!reader

➩ genre(s): fluff, angst if you squint real hard, suggestiveness(?)

➩ warnings: one singular curse word.

➩ summary: reader finds out that felix is a nerd. a cute one nonetheless!

➩ wc: 1.7k (1,758)

➩ author’s note: hello, you can call me kae!! i guess i should start by saying that i’m not new to writing, but i am new to writing in stayville (and on tumblr) ^3^ treat me nice, i am antitititi fragile🥲

It was a cold, cloudy Sunday. The little spectacles of ice adorned whatever it touched, glittering as it kisses with the sun. You were wrapped up in your blanket feeling cozy and peaceful enough that you could drift away into a slumber. You were more than happy to test that until your stomach groaned in protest.

You stretched and let out a loud, questionable noise as you got up from the sofa. You had been watching one of the shows you’ve been binging lately. Too caught up in whatever episode to have forgotten that you weren’t home alone. You put your slippers on and walked past the kitchen to go upstairs; your stomach swearing at you no doubt as it grumbles again.

As you get closer to your roommate’s room, you can hear a faint humming in time to the music he was listening to. Giving a loud enough knock, you suddenly hear the hum stop and some scrambling noises before the music is turned off. You wait patiently as you ponder all the possibilities of food you have sitting in your fridge and cabinets.

The door swings open revealing a mildly panicked Felix. His hair has been tied up, though his bangs still drape over his glasses. He huffs out a laugh and you stand there raising an eyebrow and eyeing him and his room cautiously.

You’ve never actually been inside of his room believe it or not, nor him with yours. You figured you would never need anything from there and even if you did, you would prefer to send him a text.

As he watches your eyes move the attention from him to around his room, he slightly closes the door and steps back into your line of view. You have a quick discussion with the angel and devil on your shoulder. One saying to tease him and prod about what he’s doing in his room that has him acting all jittery (hint: that one has little red horns). Or to save whatever he is embarrassed about and ask if he wants something to eat.

“Am I interrupting some sort of ritual?” you question folding your arms. Seems the little red horns won.

“What? No.” Felix responds incredulously. He brings his palm up to the side of his neck, two fingers squeezing slightly at his pulse point. From your countless days of finding yourself staring at him, you noticed that he checks his pulse whenever he was nervous. You smirked.

You clicked your tongue and nodded your head, not believing the fact that he wasn’t up to anything suspicious. You take a deep breath before continuing your assault on this poor boy.

“Alright, I want you to be honest with me.” Felix swallowed and slumped slightly against the door. You try to find the words to ask this as politely as possible. “Are you a—no, wait. Do you participate in activities that require you to dress up as animals?”

Felix’s jaw dislocates and hangs open as a sputter of incoherent disapprovals come out. You move your gaze to his ear where he has a little screwdriver nesting and you peer around him to look over his shoulder.

He quickly stammers and shuts the door behind him as he now stands incredibly close to you. So close that you can smell his cologne, the scent dangerously tempting. You create some space between the two of you as he looks up at you, his ears twinged red.

“I am not a furry.” He sternly states. You continue to look at him, tilting your head slightly. “I am not-” he sighs as he runs his hands over his face. “Is there anything you actually need to talk to me about or are you here to try and embarrass me?” He asks, mimicking you now and folding his arms.

“Well you wouldn’t have anything to be embarrassed about if you weren’t one.” You challenge. You see his jaw tick and his eyes squint. Thinking that you were indeed wasting his time, Felix turns back to open the door of his room before you stop him.

“Wait! Wait, I’m just teasing you.” You say, your arm mid reach to grasp his wrist. He turns around and looks at you expectantly, that is until your stomach decided to perform the climax of its one person show.

The loud grumble made Felix snicker, not even trying to hide his amusement at your famish. “That was what I was coming up to ask you actually. If you wanted any lunch.” You groan and move to lean against the railing of the stairs.

Felix shakes his head as he rumbles with laughter. “I don’t remember telling a joke.” You sass, looking at him quizzically.

“You didn’t, but I think it’s cute how you decided to ignore your body’s needs to come up to my room and annoy me instead.” Felix smirks. You make sure he can see the full rotation of your eyes rolling to which he chuckles at.

Annoy him? No, you were simply trying to see what he was getting up to. It’s not your fault that he chooses to have mystique. Who tries to close the door whilst having a screwdriver tucked between his ear and-

Wait…cute?

A couple of snaps to your face break you out of your trance. “Earth to Y/N.” You blink up at him, your face etched in confusion. “I certainly hope you weren’t trying to get your stomach to coerce mine into communicating with you, ‘cause I didn’t give you consent to do that.”

“Cute?”

Felix stops his teasing as it is his turn to look at you in confusion. “What?” You stand up straight, your eyes glinting with mischief.

“You used cute when referring to me, ergo you think I am cute!” You laugh poking at his arm.

“Woah there mate, steady on yeah?” Felix says putting his hands out to defend himself from your attacks.

You move closer to him and squint your eyes. “You want me so bad.”

Felix hunches over and an eruption of his laughter fills the house with his booms. You stand there, once flamboyant now crumbling down to mild embarrassment. Why is he laughing so hard at that?

He recovers with a loud exhale and a few hums of laughter before walking up to you and pinching one of your cheeks between his finger and thumb. “Cute.” He says before walking past you to go down the stairs.

You stand there stunned at the audacity. First he directs that gorgeous man laugh of his at you making you feel silly. Then he walks up to you and grabs hold of your cheek and squishes it. Calls you cute and then leaves.

What the fuck?

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You’re back on the sofa watching your programmes (shock), but you haven’t been able to focus on anything since this afternoon. You have lived with your roommate for about six months now and not once has he ever complimented you or seen you as more than acquaintances.

Well, you have gone food shopping with him countless times and you certainly tease him a lot for the fact that you don’t know much about him. But something has shifted and it’s making you uneasy.

Of course he was attractive. You tried your hardest not to gawk at him when you first moved in! But you regained control of your hormones and learnt to see him as a friend and not somebody you want to rip the clothes off of.

You feel the sofa dip next to you and you snap your head to Felix who sits crossed legged drinking out of his water bottle. Some of the water spills out of the top and runs down over his fingers and down his hand.

That seemed to be covered in veins. Has he always worn that many rings? His nails are always kept manicured. Perhaps he grew up with sisters.

“You gotta stop doing that doll” Felix breaks the silence as he wipes his mouth grinning. You feel the heat rise in your face as you’ve been caught ogling.

“What are you watching?” He asks moving the conversation away from the suggestive tension felt in the room.

“Uhm, just some show that I’ve been binging lately” You answer clearing your throat and looking back at the screen. You’re probably going to have to rewatch these last couple of episodes as you could not will your mind to think straight. “We can watch something else if you’d like? Not saying that you have to watch anything with me, but since you sat down I guess you don’t mind my company all that much” You say, now smiling at him.

He smiles back and places his bottle on the coffee table and then gets comfortable on the sofa. You offer up some of the blanket to him which he accepts.

“You know I can’t communicate with you telepathically right?” You quirk, scrolling through Netflix. He doesn’t respond and you sit there beginning to feel awkward as you look for something entertaining to watch. You debate on just continuing your show.

“Gaming PC” Felix mutters out of nowhere.

“What?”

Felix turns to you now, scanning your face for any disappointment or judgement on his hobby. “What I was doing in my room, well, have been doing all day. I build my own gaming PC and setup.”

You look at him trying to hide the smile that was creeping on your face.

“Why didn’t you just say that earlier?” You prod.

“I thought you were going to make fun of me for it. Then you started hinting that I may of been a furry and I panicked.” Felix swallowed, rubbing his neck.

“Felix, why would I make fun of you for being a nerd?”

Felix’s mouth fell open and you couldn’t stop the laugh that you’d been holding in. You don’t know where the sudden surge of confidence came from, but you leaned closer to him and gently grabbed his chin. You pushed it back up so that he wouldn’t catch flies.

He blinks at you a couple of times. You could clearly see the process of thought going across his face at what you had just done. With your hand that was still settled on his chin, you pulled his face closer to yours.

“I think it’s cute how you decided to hide the fact that you’re a raging nerd and act all mysterious instead.” You smile mischievously.

“Cute?”

You grin and pinch his cheek with your finger and thumb. “Cute.”

ʚ hope you enjoyed ^.^ you can support me by liking, commenting and reblogging! it is heavily appreciated ᵕ̈ ɞ

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#stray kids #skz #skz fanfic #stray kids x reader #skz felix #lee felix #skz x gn reader #another day another slay

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shenrickyz · 3 months

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HELLO FUTURE ( preview ! )

"you're a runaway aren't you?"

jisung doesn't mean to sound rude when he asks the question, but he wanted to make small talk. hansaem clears his throat, not wanting to make small talk, he cannot be doing this right now, he is very anxious and it's clear by the way his leg bounces up and down. "yeah" he responds, voice scratchy.

do not reveal anything to anyone, kae's words ring in his ears as he smiles awkwardly, trying to not make anything obvious.

he hopes jisung doesn't notice how anxious he is, but he's currently bandaging a wound of his, so he won't be able to see the look of fear in his eyes. "did your parents know you were going on this trip?"

"no they—" hansaem pauses, an uncomfortable curl in his guts at just the thought of having to talk about his parents. "they went out of town".

hansaem is not good at lying, he inherited that trait from his mother, and it's unfortunate that he did, especially because the rest of his life depends on how good he is at lying in this moment.

"really? should we call them?"

"no no that's okay" hansaem quickly shuts the idea down, jisung raises an eyebrow, looking away from the wound he's bandaging and up at hansaem.

hansaem does not mean to admire him for as long as he does, it's not his fault that jisung's eyes are so alluring, it's not his fault that jisung is absolutely gorgeous.

but he quickly erases those thoughts, because he should not be thinking about a person of that status this way, people like jisung hate people like hansaem, he grew up with everything and what did hansaem grow up with? nothing, nada.

he instead lets himself be petty.

outside room though, a pretty hefty interrogation is going on.

"what were you guys doing on the outskirts of town?"

"looking for a shortcut" mako states so easily, biting his inner cheek. "train tickets are expensive you know, we figured we'd walk the whole way to estrade, not like we haven't done it before".

chenle scrunches his nose, not even attempting to hide his clear suspicion for the six. "that doesn't sound like anything illegal to you?"

"preventing yourself from getting scammed is illegal? since when?"

"you never know! they update laws like some sort of indie video games with tons of bugs".

"you think they'd just update the books too so the laws we read aren't totally outdated.." junhee states, that hint of sarcasm in his voice as he examines his nails.

as if getting glared at by a bunch of higher level people wasn't anxiety inducing enough, the six had to just pray that hansaem wouldn't break and give up any information to the boy currently treating his injury, because they were done for the moment hansaem even uttered a single word of their plan—

and they really weren't looking forward to getting executed or locked into a cell for what seems like for the next twenty to forty five years.

luckily, they've been through this enough to know how to keep up an act. "if we were doing something illegal.. we wouldn't come to a public hospital of all places, come on" yanlin mutters, maintaining eye contact with the boy that decides to continue glaring at him.

"people do crazy things these days mr chen" donghyuck replies, clearly meaning for his tone to come off as condescending with the way he spits his last name like it's poison. "you would be so surprised".

"hyuck, cut it out".

"what? i'm being just honest".

jeno isn't having it, though, quickly elbowing the younger in the stomach. donghyuck only gives him a sharp glare, though he listens to his unsaid warning and crosses his arms.

"well we wouldn't ever dream of it" kae sings, that signature fake smile coming to his face. "the last thing on my mind is ever opposing NEOS".

a horrible lie, six hours ago kae threatened a NEOS soldier into keeping quiet with a knife, threatening to cut his head off and put it on display if he ever so much as stormed his neighborhood again.

but that is not something they should know.

there are a lot of things they aren't allowed to know.

after all, that's the whole point of putting on an act.

#nct dream #nct #series #science fiction #sci fi #lowkey fantasy?#nothing went through my mind while i wrote this btw

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hamamatsu-divison · 6 months

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"a star shines on it's own but loneliness often condemns it"

Introduction

Kaede Iwasawa also know by his moniker "operatic zombie" is a street singer and dancer and the third member of Hamamatsu's división team trickstar

graceful and kind but also a bit mischievous he deny profit from his music despite is great talent and always is doing street and sometimes underground music perfomances but he enjoys of teach dance classes but this artist hide a secret of his participation in the DRB

Borned in a prestigous family of artist (especially opera singers) he was the (but with several scars) survivor of a massacre where all his family die and recently after discovering a connection beetwen his family's massacre and the organization Nellie is investigating Kaede joined to his team to found the truth behind his family's murderers and the reason of the massacre

Kaede is a fair skinned youngman with a slim build and scars on his face,a scar that look like a cross,a diagonal scar and another that since the eyebrow and lows to the eyelid,due the scars his eyes and iris look like he was blind, he also have soft facial features but is noticeable he's a man

he have pink hair in a bob cut with bangs that frames his face and a longer lock that falls to his ches

His outfit is a black long sleeve dress shirt with a purple ruffled jabot decorated with an onyx gemstone but no hide his neck bandage, his lower body is covered by skinny black jeans, he also has a long white lacey coattails and a ruffled black fabric hanging from his lower back, his shoes are 6-inch black stilettos heels with red heels,has accesories he wear a necklace with a gold star and pearl earrings

Aliases

Kae chan (by Eden)

Sawa-san (by Nellie)

Devil's lover (by samatoki)

zombie (by himself)

bunny,my dear, love (by Jyuto)

"the only survivor of contiello massacre"

Skullgirl

Biographical info

Gender-male

Age-24

Birthday-april 15th

Ethnicity-japanese

Hair color-pale pink

Eye color-white greyish (currently) aquamarine (before having scars)

Height-165 cm/5'5/180/5'11 (in heels)

Star sign-aries

Piercings-lobes

Markings-scars on the face, laceration on the upper legs,cut in the palm of the left hand,burn scar in the lower back, discolored bruises in the neck

Family

Father (desceased)

Mother (desceased)

Multiple relatives (desceased)

Boyfriend

Voiced by-babylon (rapping)

Fun facts

MC name:operatic zombie

Occupation:independent singer/dancer

Division: hamamatsu

Team:trickstar

Position:3nd member

Favorite food:fried tofu, strawberry milk,grapes

Least favorite food:yakisoba

Likes:Jyuto Iruma,his rose garden,opera,draw,paints,birds and snakes,music, singing,dance,the smell of incense,bubble baths,wine and champagne, chocolate,poetry,cementeries,bubble tea, cosplay, visual kei,goth items, Eden's perfomances, fairytales,gothic literature,cute things,little animals

Dislikes:the pain his scars give him, loneliness, think on his family's massacre,people staring at him,drugs traficants

Hypnosis microphone

Kaede's hypnosis microphone is a silver stand microphone and a strange white snake with yellow eyes coiled around

Kaede's speakers takes the form of a mausoleum with three coffins,infront the mauselum there is a coffin that when kaede starts to raps the coffin opened revealing a "sleeping woman" with a circular speaker in the mout,by mauselum's side there is two speakers with form of coffins

Kaede's rap ability is called Leviathan,whith his ability the snake coiled around Kaede's microphone whippe his opponent until let them unconscious,Kaede only can use his ability twice

Personality

Kaede is graceful,calm and well-mannered but tough and determined to found the answers he's looking for and he has been describe as "cool beauty" by Eden but he's also kind with he want with a "big sister" behavior,his kind nature showed when he's teaching dance class being apasionate and solidary helping people intereseting in learn his arts

But Kaede is asertive and observer,his years as spy in the criminal underground gaved him knowledge in reading people and found easily information about them, something useful for him,his team and his boyfriend Jyuto,aware of his attractive Kaede isn't ashamed of use it to get information

But something that only his teammates and Jyuto know is that Kaede is guilty and traumatized,he saw his family being massacred at a young age and have scars to remeber it, but even with it he want one thing:answers ¿Why his family was massacred? He know the murderers wanted something from them but ¿What?An material object or someone? Kaed don't know,and he want answers and revenge,revenge for all his family

Kaede's rap are around his music and dance,how he will make honor his family's legacy and how he will live for them,he also talk about death (especially the massacre of his family) and how he's mark by death,Kaede often call himself a "zombie" and "living death" and compars himself with literature characters who was rejected (like the hunchback of notre dame or the phantom of the opera)

Trivia

He is in a romantic relationship with Jyuto Iruma since he saved him from drugs traficants and Kaede is surprisingly one of the only persons with who jyuto don't have hidden intentions loving hin genuinly

Often people think Kaede is blind for his greyish eyes with white iris but Kaede always clarify he can see normally

On his teenager he worked as spy in the criminal underground with the codename "skullgirl"

He lives in a apartment with a terrace that Kaede turned into a rose garden

Kaede deny to get money profits from his music saying "my music are something mine,of my family so the idea of profits me from it is disgusting"

Kaede can draw and paint but he usually teach dance classes or get money playing and singing in bars and restaurants

Kaede have a generous and considerabily fortune inherited from his family but he dislike use it friviously

His first instrument was a old guitar he found in the rain

#hamamatsu division #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #character bio #trickstar #kaede iwasawa

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zorosdimples · 11 days

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Of course I’ll tell you more, sweetheart.

My favorite place in the world, my heaven, my garden of eden, is between your legs, my love. When I’m performing so well your thighs squeeze my head, your toes curl, and you let out those noises.

Archons, it’s such a sweet treat to be able to eat you out on your period. To spread those puffy lips of yours and marvel at your pretty pussy that glistens with slick and blood. I know I turn you on more than you’ll ever admit to. You’re stubborn like that, my beautiful Kae.

First, I’ll give it a few gentle kisses. I do love it and you, after all. Then, I’ll dive in ravenously, like a man who has been deprived of food for days. I’ll focus on your hole first, licking the rim before needling my tongue inside you and reveling in the sweet, metallic taste of slick and blood mixed together. I’ll tongue fuck you for a while, keeping eye contact with you the whole time. Once I deem it sufficient, I’ll move on to your puffy, throbbing clit I’ve so evilly neglected. Wrapping my bloody lips around it, I’ll suck and lick at it, smiling as your shaky hands grip and yank my hair. I don’t mind at all, darling, in fact I love it. It only encourages me, moving to use the tip of my tongue and flicking your clit quickly, then using the flat of my tongue to apply pressure and massage it.

Once I’ve coaxed a few orgasms out of you, I’ll rise from between your legs, revealing my red-stained face dripping with blood and slick. As I kiss you deeply, shoving my tongue in your mouth, I’ll ask you, darling: do you like how you taste?

- your beloved, Tartaglia

i think i need to be institutionalized

#UMMmmMmMamamamMmam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCKIGN FUCK!!!!!!!!#* ****** **** **** ** ** ******* ******#TARTAGLIA. ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES.#༄ tartaglia anon #༄ kae’s mailbox #tw periods #cw periods

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azems-familiar · 2 years

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Revan Adarii

(art by stellorc)

Revan Adarii is, by and large, the most powerful Jedi of her generation. she has an effortless command of the Force that's half-instinctive, half trained skill, and she remains the youngest ever officially-acknowledged weaponsmaster of the Order, being named a master of the jar'kai variant as an eighteen-year-old padawan. trained by the Jedi seer, Master Arren Kae, Revan spent her teenage years struggling to reconcile Arren's certainty that she was meant to save the galaxy with the older masters' distrust of her, mostly due to her anger, her arrogance, and her unthinking charisma, all traits reminiscent of fallen Jedi Ulic Qel-Droma, who had nearly torn the galaxy apart just a few decades previous. Revan's determination to be a good Jedi was offset by her unhealthily-dependent friendship with her best friend, Alek, but even with her struggles, had she been born in a peaceful era, she would've mellowed over time and become a very good Jedi master.

instead, when she was twenty-two years old, the Mandalorians launched an all-out invasion on the Republic, and the Jedi Council, sensing an influence at work that could spell their downfall if they didn't investigate it before acting, refused to go to war. unable to sit back and just watch, and unwilling to listen to the Council's advice, Revan gathered up every Jedi she could find who would listen to her and went to war, rising through the military ranks to become the Republic's Supreme Commander only a year after enlisting. between her arrogance, a growing dependence on the beskar mask she'd found on Cathar, the savior complex Arren had drilled into her head as a child, her anger, and her utter refusal to lose, Revan fell a long ways by the time she ended the Mandalorian Wars at Malachor V.

the story goes as it does; in investigating the force behind the Mandalorians' attack on the Republic, Revan found the hidden Sith Empire, and after escaping from captivity and hunting down the Star Forge, which Vitiate had planned to seize for himself and use against the Republic, she waged her own war against the Republic she'd so recently saved in the name of unity against threats in the unknown. she permanently scarred her best friend and partner's face early on in the Jedi Civil War, and the resentment that built between them eventually boiled over when Malak turned on her and fired on her flagship, destroying it utterly. Malak fished her mask out of the wreckage and assumed control over her empire.

unbeknownst to him, Revan had survived; taken prisoner by Bastila Shan and with her mind wiped by the Jedi on Dantooine, she believed herself to be a Republic soldier by the name of Shala Dral. retrained by the Jedi and sent after the Star Forge once again, Shala struggled to balance her interest in Bastila with dreams and memories that didn't match up and a concerning feeling that the Jedi was hiding something from her. everything came to a head when she was captured by Malak and the truth of her identity was revealed to her, and she spiraled downwards into the dark side in a desperation to reclaim her identity before being confronted with a fallen Bastila and the realization that the Sith weren't what she wanted on Lehon.

Revan saved Malak on the Star Forge and, with him, Bastila, Canderous Ordo, and Mission, she disappeared into the wider galaxy before the Jedi could talk to her (or the High Council could try to make amends for what happened). she spent the next four years raising a family on Dxun and helping Canderous rebuild the Mandalorians as a form of penance for her actions on Malachor V before Qatya arrived on the planet, looking for Jedi, and brought along with her Kreia - a very fallen Arren Kae. Kreia brought Revan's savior complex back to the forefront and Revan left her family, disappearing into the Unknown Regions to once again search for Vitiate and attempt to kill him. she left behind a pregnant Bastila and a child with Alek as well as Alek himself, but after a couple of years Alek followed her and the two of them engaged in an ultimately futile attempt to kill Vitiate that ended up with Alek dead and Revan in stasis.

three hundred years later, Revan was broken out of stasis by a revanite Jedi master and the Jedi he recruited (Arielle, mostly, unaware of his affiliations), and she ended up with a small fleet and a Rakata station. the person the Empire sent to stop her was Baras' prized apprentice, Kydra Adarii - Revan's descendent, who was very quickly and easily swayed to her side. Revan traveled with them as they worked for Baras, giving them her own mission objectives and training them herself in an attempt to get Kydra onto the Dark Council. Kydra being named the Wrath instead was just as useful to Revan's agenda if not more so, and the two of them worked together to plan Revan's attempt at murdering Vitiate once again, which was foiled by the combined efforts of the Republic and Empire both.

after Zakuul invaded, Revan managed to jailbreak a few of the GEMINI droids and add their Fleet ships to her own small fleet, and she offered her services to the fledgling Alliance as a military commander and coordinator. she met Senya on Odessen and the two of them bonded over shared Vitiate/Valkorion trauma and grief. Valkorion used Senya against Revan in their final confrontation with him, after Arielle had cast him out of her mind again and he'd found refuge in a former Horizon Guard, and in their final fight against him, which took place in Revan's mindscape, Revan was the one to kill him with electric judgement - using the light again for the first time since she'd woken up out of stasis.

as of the current era, she and Senya are together romantically and have a daughter, and Revan lives on Odessen, remaining the Eternal Alliance's military commander and working with a few Jedi to slowly heal and find her way back to the Jedi way. she also remains in close contact with Alek's Force ghost and Bastila's holocron.

(reference sheet of her various outfits and looks throughout both kotor and swtor coming soon! will be linked here when i get it)

#swtor #kotor #darth revan #oc: revan adarii #long post #character bio #Oh Jesus Shit this got long #whoops #there was SO MUCH summarized and cut out too whoops #canon: sunlight

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Kawaki Academy Arc: The Tea Party

Episode 2 of the arc was exactly the sort of mindless fluff you would expect from a tea party episode.

So Himawari knows there's a secret mission and is gunning hard for that sidekick position. But Kawaki tells her to get her own mission and buzz off.

The female bully, Osuka, brags about how her fancy lunch is SO MUCH BETTER than the princess's dainty bento. Osuka then yells at her minion for getting her the wrong kind of tea.

The girl minion's name is Neon, a name that should have gone to a much cooler character. Neon's parents also work for the Kaminarimon company, so she's basically a female Denki.

Princess Kae sneaks off to the roof again to hork down a hoagie. Kawaki points out that maybe she has an unhealthy relationships with food, but Kae insists that as princess, she can't be seen eating anything that comes in a plastic wrapper. Her reputation would be utterly destroyed.

Kae then informs him that she's going to make friends by inviting everyone over for a tea party. Osuka was also planning a party that weekend, so she's furious when Kae beats her to the punch.

We see Kae painstakingly preparing a cake while talking to her dead mother's photograph. Her mother also threw tea parties, and Kae's party is going to be the closure she needs for her unresolved grief. Because of course it can't JUST be a tea party - it has to be therapy too.

Himawari and Kawaki go through a quick "I'll make a gentleman out of you" session, and then it's time for the party. Kawaki panics and can't stop talking about taiyaki, which makes everyone realize that even though he looks scary, he's actually a huge softy.

Then the cake comes out. Kawaki smells something off with the cake and immediately concludes it is poisoned. Instead of saying "hey, something's wrong with this cake," he scrambles across the tables like a feral cat and bats the cake out of Princess Kae's hands.

Everyone rightfully asks him what the hell he's doing, but Kawaki doesn't want to scare everyone by saying it was an assassination attempt, so he runs away with zero explanation. Himawari follows him, and after hearing his side of the story, helps him investigate.

They realize the weird-smelling yellow stuff in the cake isn't poison - it's spicy mustard. How the hell the mustard got INSIDE the cake after it was iced is anyone's guess. The two detectives immediately decide Osuka is behind the prank, because let's face it:

No one who laughs like this can be innocent. Osuka is having the time of her life, scolding Kae for failing at the tea party and declaring this an international incident. Neon looks suspiciously guilty and slips off.

She confesses to Kawaki that she and Osuka "poisoned" the cake. Apparently she used a drone to slip in through a window with a bottle of mustard. I'm still not sure how the drone injected the mustard into the cake without disturbing the icing. That's bothering me a lot.

Kawaki and Himawari reveal the crime to everyone in the party. Kae yells at Osuka, not for ruining her party, but for being a bad friend to Neon. Somehow Neon gets off scott-free because everyone knows she's a wimp who can't stand up for herself.

Osuka cries, and Kae realizes she has broken Princess Code by showing negative emotion. But the other students all praise her, saying she's much more likable when she has flaws.

Yes, really. None of these children has a social filter. Not a single one. But the tea party resumes, with the kids chilling on the lawn eating, you guessed it, taiyaki. Osuka cries bitterly and crams her face full of snacks, vowing revenge.

Ongoing mysteries

I keep hearing the Inuzuka child is actually a girl? I can't tell if Mimi is their name or the dog's name.

Still no clue whether the kid in the aviator helmet is an Aburame or just weird. They're definitely a sassy one though.

Do the twins speak in unison because of a special jutsu, or are the writers just being lazy?

Will Eiki ever take a damn chill pill?

#boruto naruto next generations #boruto 262 #kawaki #osuka #kae #himawari #neon

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that-one-queer-poc · 2 years

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pov me when i’m under the risers

#kae’s face reveal

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kaedehararchives · 5 months

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pencil strokes ft. kaeya

"rosaria told me she had a shift and albedo needed to take care of klee." kaeya replied, pulling the basket onto the floor. you sighed,

"i know... im just so sad because we havent had time to hang out at all."

oh of course, you were drawing... him?

"whatcha drawin', name?" he asked as you hummed in response. that really answers everything doesn't it.

"you. stay still please." you answered, placing your pencil down and framing kaeya with your fingers. he rolled his eyes but stayed still despite his attutude.

"if no one would eat the food, it will get cold."

after twenty-ish minutes, he was impaitent and his bones are crunching on him. the blue haired male asked, "are you done yet?"

he moved a bit closer to you, you could feel the warmth from his face. unfortunately, he did move from his spot. you shooed him away, "no and stop moving."

"this isn't an oil painting, name. hey, do you think i'd draw better than you?"

"okay."

"are you done, name?" he believed that you were still working on the same sketch as last time.

"yes, are you, kae?"

"yes. ok, reveal in three."

one drawing was created with grace and passion and the other was kaeya's. kaeya's drawing of you was messy and he really did try his best. you snifled a laugh,

"it's beautiful kaeya. i'll frame this and put this above my bed."

#kaeya x reader #genshin impact x reader #vidia’s archive #genshin impact #[written 11/19/23]#kaedehararchives: fin #reposted on main #fairykazu

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musicarenagh · 6 months

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Tee Kae's "Bleeding" Hits The Right Emotional Notes Rising Ghanaian-French singer Tee Kae, has unveiled her latest single, “Bleeding.” Produced by JordanBeatz, this track dives deep into the concealed emotions hidden beneath a facade of a fabulous life. The song is already gaining immense attention and follows the successful release of “The Night,” which has garnered over 20,000 streams on various digital platforms. “Bleeding” begins with a powerful lyrical narrative, with Tee Kae singing, “Who knows you’re bleeding when you look so fine, mmerɛ kc ah ne kc ah, Nisuo na mete oh.” The song delves into feelings of isolation and struggles concealed behind a veneer of strength and composure. The chorus further reveals the emotional depth, “Afe yi end this road, I’m on a thinner rope, I got my mind feeling down, If you wanna know, How come it never stops, This door holding my thoughts, I wanna ride, till I die, And break this curse.” Tee Kae’s soulful vocals carry the listeners through a journey of hidden pain and inner turmoil, and she aptly captures the essence of enduring hardship and putting on a brave face. “Who knows you’re bleeding when you look so fine, mmerɛ kc ah ne kc ah?” she asks, inviting the audience to reflect on the unspoken struggles many individuals face. Tee Kae masterfully conveys the dichotomy of appearing strong while battling inner demons. In the bridge, Tee Kae sings, “Ohhh trashing me no harm will do, If I’m sinking in the purified hole, Ohhh would it hurt you if they got to know, All your worries, what u hide behind the walls.” Listen to “Bleeding” on all platforms here and connect with Tee Kae on Instagram @_tee_kae

#Music #TeeKae #TeeKaeBleeding #TeeKaemusic #TeeKaesongs #TeeKaevideos #TeeKaesBleedingHitsTheRightEmotionalNotes

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pseudomonacarriea · 7 months

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ooc: i'M HOWLING AT THE NEW FATE GAME

Also spoilers under the cut just in case

To give context: my social media handle(s) is arriasan

There's a new Ta.mamo and guess what her name is

Tamamo Aria

Kae started laughing as soon as we saw the name reveal and my face went iNTO my hands while trying not to laugh. Guess I'm picking her up as a muse. I also love her little intro and she's really cute aaaaa

#mobile tag

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lovelyslime · 10 months

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Mxing Slimes

@alittlemxchievous

Story about a scientist and a slime.

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Success always seems to occur in bizarre forms..

It was bitter work, but it had finally been done. Months of testing, so many attempts had failed. So many failures and finally one final success.

The lone scientist Kae stands before two large silver archways. The mechanical maw, threatening to swallow them whole. They smile as they wipe the sweat from their face and reach to throw a nearby lever.

The archway hums and whirs to life! A small light in the center rapidly growing into a full sized portal in one! Right before another opens in the second archway!

Meniacal laughter and flashing lights illuminate the room to reveal a series of jars and other various baubles. Labeled containers filled with various specimens and substances that sit on the shelf above the archways.

One particular jar, filled with a dazzlingly sparkly liquid shudders and shakes. As if alive with both sentience and newfound curiosity. Mesmerized by the pretty flashing lights, pushes against its glass prison.

Push!

..And another push!

Shatter!

The glass hits the floor! A thick, dark liquid covers the floor and splatters through the portal! The ooze colides with the portal, imbueing and changing colors; before shooting out the portal and onto a cylinder that happened to be nearby.

The machine sparks and sputters before dying out with a startling poof of smoke. Kae coughs and waves away the haze. As the fog clears, the culprit behind the machines malfunction comes into view.

The viscous slime on the floor oozes and bubbles, before pulling itself together into a petite woman, shimmering in hues of indigo and turquoise. She looks around curiously, oblivious to the potential damage she has caused. As she looks around, Kae notices some rather distinguishing features. Of note being a small light coming from what could only be it's..

Kae goes to reach out to the slime, before noticing the same light coming from a small cylinder on their table. Blushing as they realize the object is not for work, but pleasure. A fleshlight, used to keep them occupied during the graveyard shift.

A smile forms on their lips. The machine may have broke, but the experiment was a success.

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The slime looks around the shop curiously, noting the tingling sensation in its rear, before locking eyes with a tall, long haired person in a white lab coat. The slime smiled! It knew that face! But how odd. What bizarre contraption are they holding? And why are they pulling their cock out?

Kae flashed a sadistic grin and pulled their xock out. The fleshlight pulsed, as if in anticipation of what's to come. Kae lowered it onto their xock. Head pressed against the lips, the slime girl shivered. The realization finally hit the ditzy slime as they gasped!

As Kae's xock slowly pushed further into the fleshlight, they could see it materialize in the slime girl. Filling it with that thick shaft. Pushing further and further, til the small slime was nearly buldging from the scientists penis. It was so warm, so soft. The ooze conformed to their cock so perfectly, as if it had been perfectly sculpted for it.

Such fullness, only to be met with rapid emptiness as Kae pulled out. The slime looked back with pleading eyes! It could not speak, but Kae understood completely. Bet would ruin this pathetic slut, ter would make them melt.

Slowly, in and out. Kae flexed her hand, ensuring their hand was angled as they pulled out, before switching to an opposite angle to pull in. Sometimes even turning the fleshlight, causing the slimes sparkly insides to spiral beautifully. Over and over. In and out. The slime squeezed every time that cock was pulled out, as if their hole was begging for it not to go. What a wonderful slut.

Such a tight hole was amazing, the slime molding perfectly to their xock. Squeezing and pulsing over and over. Faster and faster dom thrusted into the slime slut. Over and over, her eyes rolling back and her mouth open, drooling with xock lust. Kae laughed, this pathetic slime would serve them well. The moment of climax was approaching.

Big took ger xock and thrust deeply back into the slime wet hole! Thrusting in and pulling out with extraordinary speed. The slime gasped and made a noise that could be a moan. The scientist in Kae didn't realize slimes could even make noise, they'd make sure this one made more.

Kae did just that! Fucking this slime with a newfound ferocity. Their xock thrusting as deep as possible before pulling it out and decimating the slimes insides again. The slime, so overwhelmed with pleasure, moaned and bubbled! Unable to keep her form just right and melting slightly as a result.

Kae's head whipped back! As big threw one final powerful thrust into the slime! Filling her to the brim with a slime of her own. Cum flowing into the slut. Moans mxing in unison, an orchestra of pleasure. All the while, a delicious warm ooze mixes with that beautiful slime slut. More and more, as Kae slows their stroking, desparate to hang on to that fleeting pleasure.

The slime sees the scientist, gasping for breath, but grinning ear to ear. The slime smiles before melting into a puddle from exhaustion. It's deep indigo hues now a much paler lavender....

The scientist smile and walks away from the shelf, where a new clean jar now sits. Filled with a indigo ooze, labeled "Summa Voluptas". For it truly was a Supreme Pleasure.

#slime #story #riskae

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werewolf lore [ just to start ; also subject to change ] :

shifting is linked directly to the visibility of the moon at all. the newer the moon, the fewer visible wolf characteristics to show for it, the fuller the moon, the more wolf features will reveal themselves, at least, to the inexperienced. only during a complete new moon will no transformation take place at all, while otherwise, it takes place every night. memory loss isn't common, not even for kae, though when something other than the moon triggers a shift, kae's mind specifically will elect to protect itself after the trauma of their first.

shifting at will is very possible with enough practice ; a trait most werewolves know and participate in when they have a pack or resources around to teach them. kae, however, knows nothing of this for years--- not even that it was a werewolf that bit her, let alone that there were more of them, and other monsters beyond her imagination. because of this, they don't experience a single at - will shift until they're eighteen. however, even seasoned werewolves are unable to stop a shift during a full or even almost - full moon. any earlier than that takes skill and training, oft from a fellow werewolf or knowledgeable enough supernatural scholar. a werewolf that's fully mastered this skill will be able to pick and choose which traits they adopt at will, at their own leisure [ e.g. claws only, eyes, etc, isolated ], with the exception of full moons.

werewolves aren't very pretty to look at, though. they're only alike to actual wolves by snout, ears, and especially eyes. everything else is closer to something unheard of at all : long, willow - y limbs, forelegs thin and longer than the hind, tail - less and hunched, able to walk both bipedal and quadrupedal. the palms and soles are thick and rough like a dog's, though the tip of the nose is almost reptilian on the end of a canine snout. its fur is coarse and jagged, depending on the regularity of the wolf's shift. a wolf's eyes are always pale and reflective, wide and set at the front of its face. donning these features is an incredibly painful process to new wolves, whether it's a full or half transformation, and it's never not painful to undergo, even with practice ; only quicker.

still, with lycanthropy does come its perks. mainly super - strength, hearing, and incredible taste and smell, along with enhanced stamina and healing. with enough shifting, even longevity.

#mobile.#spider abilities will go in a separate post to keep it tidy and. semi - sane #forgot how hard it is to make ocs bsdkfjds #i know i could just take from other popular werewolf media but i want FREAKS of nature wolves or nothing #study. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙰⠀:⠀kae klein

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Son of Asmodeus by Barb Jones

Son of Asmodeus

Heaven and Hell Series

Book One

Barb Jones

Genre: Supernatural Thriller

Publisher: Barb Jones

Date of Publication: Nov 30, 2022

ISBN: 9798218103446

ASIN: B0BLXMTCXC

Number of pages: 228

Word Count: 53,000 approx

Cover Artist: Brandie Kae

Tagline: Birthright, Protector, Heaven and Hell

Book Description: Birthright. Protector. Heaven. Hell.

A lone demon hunter, his true birthright unknown, roams the streets of Los Angeles, killing demons to prevent atrocities against the world. As the son of Asmodeus, Sully is a hunter feared by both demons and angels. His world was not the same once he walked into a bar and offered to help Mick, a gothic bartender.

Mick worried about her missing friend until the day she met Sully. The minute he walked into her bar and offered to help, her world changed. Secrets of her destiny unlocked, and he was at her side everywhere she turned. Friend. Protector.

Can they live with the secrets that are revealed to them? Will they survive the chase for the truth between Heaven and Hell?

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“Demon hunter, switch with me. She is coming and your father can’t know what we’ve done.”

Sully was now in control and didn’t have time to gather his wits before she ran her hands up and down his torso. He was uncomfortable but didn’t respond to show it. He needed to figure out what had happened, but first fend her off. She was a demon, but beautiful as well.

“Demon hunter, you finally came down here,” she said in a raspy voice as her fingers twirled her hair. Her tongue gave him a little flick in the most sensual way.

He looked at her. Those lips, her eyes, her voice. Intoxicating. She ran her hands all over him, and was quite forceful in her grip, just tight enough to arouse him. Sully tried to stop her, but she threw him against the wall and pushed him onto the floor. She crawled her way on top of him with her face stopping right at his belt. Her hands were toying with his belt while she was breathing slightly heavy.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I’m whomever you want me to be. Do you want me to be her? Or do you want me to be him?” Slowly, her hands moved to undo his belt buckle, while her tongue moved around her lips in the most tempting of ways. Her eyes never left his. Her body shifted slowly to the left and right, enticing him even more.

“Why do I feel that you’re toying with me, demon?”

“Would you prefer me to be your nightmare or your fantasy?”

She lifted his shirt, exposing his abs. She kissed his stomach in so many places and in the sexiest of ways. He could feel her fingernails lightly scratch against his skin. His mind did not recall the vows he made before, nor did he recall the thought of Mick or the bartender. He was enjoying the moment. His body was responding to her. He tried to pull her face close to his to kiss her.

Finally, his lips met hers.

“Why are you doing this? I’m… I’m the son of Asmodeus.”

“Oh, demon hunter, you are much more than that, and you know it. I know who you really are. I am so curious about you.”

Before she could finish, Sully was lost in her trance. But the soul eater was not. The soul eater fought f11or control and won over him. Through his eyes, the soul eater stared at the demon. His eyes pierced into her, and she must’ve recognized him because she whispered, “Soul eater.”

He just laughed at her and pulled her closer to him, kissing her back with such intensity that she wiggled out of his grasp. She couldn’t break free. But his hands only tightened their grasp and as he held onto her tightly, his body still was responding to her. He was aroused. She tried to hold the soul eater down with her legs and he felt the power in her ankles, but he took his legs and spread them, causing her legs to separate while she remained on top of him.

About the Author:

Barb Jones is a best-selling supernatural thriller/horror/paranormal romance author, living her best life in Florida. While she is an accomplished IT Professional by day, she fulfills her passion for creating relatable worlds and characters in her supernatural novels. Having grown up in Hawaii, where legends of the supernatural are a normal part of life, Barb has always loved telling supernatural stories while experiencing living in haunted houses, dealing with paranormal occurrences and more. Her Hawaiian heritage plays a major factor in a lot of her writing. Before writing, she received her master’s degree in Information Systems as well as in Accounting and Finance.

Through her writing, Barb has developed a friendship with her readers unlike any other. She has been known to send birthday cards, travel to meet them in person and more.

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