#reaper!nini | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

pillowspace · 9 months

Note

pspsps tell me abt the blorbos that live in ur head.... (begging for oc content i am Intrigued)

OGHGH OKAY SO SO SO 💥💥💥 I am about to ramble so hard

There's a world in my head I refer to as "Immortals and those of Abnormal Living." I can add more characters, but at this point in time, there is Carmen, Luca, Silas, Ajani, Nicki, Belinda, and Micah. (Technically also Darcy and Fern, but they're not fleshed out enough)

It's about a group of immortals (or those of abnormal living) travelling together, mostly with the goal of finding a way to reverse their immortality. But the thing is, they're all immortal (or abnormal) through different means.

Carmen and Luca are two siblings stuck in a reincarnation loop, forever together and always doomed to die at the same age. Carmen is aware of this, Luca is not. Luca cursed the both of them out of anger and despair when he was 17 in their first lives, intentionally shattering his own soul in the process so that he would not remember any of it, while Carmen would as a punishment. It's now Carmen's goal to give Luca a happy life out of remorse, repair Luca's soul over the lives, and find a way to undo the curse on both of them while not telling Luca what he once did. I always have such a hard time explaining them in a short paragraph, I feel like so many details get lost through the gaps?? They mean everything to me.

Silas is a... sorta god of a forest! A guardian of the forest, to be exact. He grew up bonding with the formless and nameless god of a forest, who he eventually began to view as his mother. On the fourth of July, he came to the forest as he was dying, so that the trees that had raised him far better than anyone else had would be his final resting place. The god had believed that it could handle this, as all humans come to pass, but found that it could not. And so it revived him into an immortal guardian of the forest. Silas (whose name was Caileigh at this point) thanked the god by sacrificing it his name, finally giving the forest a title. In return, the god gave him the name Silas. He's a healer and can do mild elemental bending, with the exception of fire. He is q6, he pretty much wears moss, he has a severe phobia of fireworks due to them literally always being in the background during every unfortunate event, he's narcoleptic, and I like to view July as his month <3 happy Silas month.

Okay let me speed through the rest djghdh

AJANI. Uh uh pretty much the god of Death had several several children who would compete for the role of being a reaper at his side, Ajani being one of those children. Due to the environment he was used to, he tricked his way into tagging along with the group of immortals by lying to them that he could be useful to their goal, unaware that they would've taken him in anyway had he just asked. He is 17. In the little plotline in my head, he loves Silas, and Silas loves him.

Nicki is Ajani's adopted little sister. She calls him Nini which I find fun. She's not really immortal, but she only ages every fifty years. Ajani is pretty much making sure that she stays alive.

Belinda is a ghost trying to find her wife's ghost so that they can move on together. Fancy little butch in a wedding tuxedo. I don't have a whole lot to say on her, but I like her. She's friends with Micah.

Micah is a vampire! He was once human, but was turned. He is also a hitman. I need to flesh him out more, no pun intended, but I like him a lot. He's close with Luca, but Carmen does not like him.

[CLAP] so erm... good chat !!

I also have a little world called "Pierre and the Pegasus" but I've probably rambled enough so HJDHF time to break the trance

#ask

27 notes · View notes

moshi-roulette · 2 years

Text

Niome

/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\

Boo!

/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\

General Info

Name:

Niome

Real Name:

Niome Gale

Nicknames:

Hearts, Lovely, Nini

Age:

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She/Her

Sexuality:

Omni

Birthday:

Feb 4

Zodiac:

Aquarius

/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\

Personal Facts

Personality:

A girl who died of a broken heart is now reborn and in search to find any form of love, no matter what. She is a bit obsessive snd super hyperactive. She has a tendency of gaining crushes easily and loves to fantasize a lot.

Likes:

Chocolates

Dislikes:

Loneliness

Hobbies:

None

/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\

Relationships

Parents:

Unnamed Mother

Unnamed Father

Siblings:

Unnamed Older Brother

Friends:

Despair’s Reaper

Lovers:

None

Other:

Despair’s Reaper (Crush)

/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\/╲/\ºo;88;oº/\╱\

Fun Facts

Theme:

youtu.be/osYk-pnGBiw

#creepypasta #creepypasta oc #Niome

0 notes

stealanity · 2 years

Note

its been too long, i believe lua's comeback is overdue DDD: now the rich kid sunoo, i'm thinking of basing reader's persona on namra so intelligent yet tends to stick to themselves, especially due to the society they live in it's for nini's other collab yet i still haven't even started M A Y H A P S it's grim reaper sunghoon, you don't know, i don't know, no one knows

I HOPE SO! i miss lua already <\3 omg reader with namra personality, really powerful and i already know it's going to be great, i can't wait mona 😩 omg grim reaper sunghoon written by mona...... a future masterpiece, believe me

#speakers on : ♡⃗ matty's talking !

0 notes

cookie12sposts · 3 years

Text

Reaper!Nini

Enjoy!

#cookie12sposts #anime #art #digital art #ibispaint x #nini #reapertale #reaper!nini

11 notes · View notes

aballstars · 5 years

Photo

Sorry, that’s all I could come up with of the top of my head.

I never really watched a lot of TV. ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

#Didi S.#Nini S.#Nidoran S.#Nidorina S.#Death Reaper JOE #Umbreon #Espeon #patrick d.

45 notes · View notes

abgallery · 5 years

Photo

Finally! All of you are dead!

114 notes · View notes

its-all-ineffable · 3 years

Text

To all my followers...how are you? x

To my wonderful followers out there - how are you all? I know that there are a lot of horrible things going on out there in the world, not even including the global pandemic, and I just want to check on you all.

So, to all of you - the ones I speak with regularly, the ones that I’ve never talked to, the ones I’ve not seen in a while - just know that if you want to send me asks about anything or DM me about anything, you are welcome and you are wanted. A rant/emotional unloading, a fandom based question, or just for a general chat, whatever you like. I am here for you and will support you in any way I am able.

I love you. I’m here for you. Talk to me if you need/want to. That is all. xx

@simplyclockwork, @morganlkae, @johnlockhedgehog149, @mickwick, @caughtindeadlights, @castiel-saved-me-from-myself, @mariemercury67, @deathon1leg, @gamerbeforeitwascool, @lifeinanotherdimension, @blubobbi, @sansas-lannister, @crazygurl31, @meow-moewenherz, @the-songs-we-knew, @miraworos, @theonlyhopeformeisyou2001, @zasteroid, @lockwie, @kayos19, @quartermastercandlestickmaker-d, @sherlockeddetective, @tiredpent-upwriter, @freshparadisechopshop, @tryingandpotentiallyfailing, @regularkacchan, @claire-drinks-lovely-lemonade, @rhetorical-questioner, @trailingoff, @panickedconstantly, @ineffablemiracles, @theaussiemoonchilde, @enno-la2, @tricksters-pride, @setterslsett, @reddie-steddie-go, @umbrellaacadnetflix, @ronance-dingus, @alienslikedmyfantasy, @zadusk, @chartrueseharpsichord, @ramblingsofachristiannerd, @i-was-bored-so-this-happened, @disastrousalacrity, @flamingsword-dontthankme, @mangacapthatass, @bottlefame-brewglory, @caggiecat47, @malec28us, @theangelsgrewlonely, @ifq-14, @bigskullboy, @thesourthernpansy, @elrilsf, @lovetvandfilm, @vareidow, @totallysilvergirl, @blogofinfinitevariety, @varietas2038, @echosilverwolf, @nameless-victorian-child, @gobblegang, @kateroselin, @superlalagrl, @i-wish-i-lived-in-elsewhere, @aziraphales-niftyglasses, @h0q37355, @mushroomyyy, @sheisthefariesmidwife, @imhavinga-moment-here, @omgmax221, @meggiemoo-232297, @caitlinherod, @topinot-noir, @coffinbabey, @sparklespirit, @ineffablelawr, @beedee87, @helloboyssaidtheelftotheassbutt, @girlofftotalrecall, @tmifangirl24, @umbrellanumber5, @stupidflightybullshirt, @tvstarr, @mabsgatos, @anemptyvoidforall, @timetravelerfive, @eenpapawer, @doctorlupin, @leabharleitheoir, @theworldismysupernova, @bpritt, @knox55362, @godeepestmoonbouquet, @toolazycantmove, @emeraldskulblaka, @remijcrowley, @penguin-loving-student, @simgemuzik, @iwilleathisheartinthemarketplace, @wyrd-for-wyrd, @jessevon, @aesthetic-mustard, @gorillazgal86, @drunk-depressed-and-trans, @agentmelodrama, @ohlookihaveanaccount, @its-maradactyl, @greeneyegirl017, @toboldlynerd, @ryokogirle, @chinadoll-and-brokent33th, @vintagefloof, @lokisarmyforevr, @squeeerling, @thepinkdory, @spindlemaker-magpie, @hathelian, @imaginary-wolf, @navajolovesdestiel, @celestialoddcouple, @insert-current-hyperfixation, @retrotrans-archive, @lunarmultishine, @miilagros0222, @thatbitchj4de, @fangirlintrovert, @extraordinarily-awkward-timelord, @eavidreader, @flickerghosts, @cassimatron42, @lazulibundtcake, @sirilupin, @emptyeyesm, @shipalltheboats, @alance22, @superwholockandpfl, @reichenbachfallenangel, @captain-nicnac, @imurcoffeegal, @katie-is-a-lesbian, @piratekingscooby, @nuryhollow, @crusty-chimichanga1800, @aziraphale5891, @thebeesofnotredame, @mollythespaniel, @ephemeralmotif, @tsubaki41001, @it-is-not-my-fault, @alexunbalanced, @selinakatherins, @jazzkaurtheglorious, @hufflepuff-pide-honey-badger, @everystoryhasitsinspiration, @findingloveinasnakepit, @tribulationsdunejeuneindecise, @thespinedrivesatardis, @redboozter, @lsdiaz, @wessasbitch, @fuckyeahkacie, @lamarack, @salamandercameo, @thisbitterbisexual, @later-reasons, @beccadg, @sachadaddah, @dawnywog, @malome78, @i-ate-all-my-snacks-help, @sheshipsburgersandscones, @swiftiebookworm2002, @nadina85, @glitterypsychicfanstudent, @matthewwfairchildd, @alexisluthor, @the-book-reaper, @lincandy0998, @fandom-star, @romelialungusblog, @anongrimm, @sarcasticmalecfan, @blogtipstopic, @assassin-or-templar-56, @dilanmoodboards, @winchesterperfection, @ripstumpy, @dont-fear-the-moonchild, @aria-soleil, @freddiechase, @jonadhads-blog, @supertechnologylifestylegiant, @sinewho, @beyondtheciouds, @ojerasrojas, @jay-aq44, @conversations-with-dead-fandoms, @area51-narutorun, @itsamemario29, @enchantinggardenscissorsclod, @miw-sherit, @dysfunctional-noah, @thankmagnus, @183degreesbelowzero, @cindy-fucking-rella, @nonpasseraimaicapo, @petrichoraura, @azalea-drinma, @khaleesiofalicante, @tequilatanandsunnyskies, @wilyserpentanthonyjcrowley, @annie135279, @phire23, @peterickswhore, @angelinapink, @bigmacdan, @goswlogpncmcrfobpjstltruaqhtma42, @zanypenguintaco, @septic-art-wolf, @whimsical-fluctuations, @cateporue, @ireallydontknowhowtoclassifythis, @shifu1511, @writerworm1550-blog, @lonelygodsmuse, @mylifesdrivecom, @tis-thy-girl, @coffee-cats-sarcasm, @revengeerafrankie, @heresforthegays, @goma-nia, @tscimb, @runwithtinyshoeson, @sometimesrelativelyokay, @hchc-me, @squeakyparrot, @chaoticprunelandbear, @taraap, @codrasic, @protect-the-jojos, @idontgetit-whydoihavetosaymyname, @lynnereads, @fandoom4life, @biggaysnakedemon, @violaslloyds, @no-gender-only-soup, @buttsology, @washinmachineheart, @saturdaynightlivedork, @mewingatmycat, @bisexualanddepressed, @randomcharlie05, @behind-the-sin, @white-queen-writes, @haohaodoesshedoit, @theumbrellaacademyparty, @midnightsoliloquy, @introvertpanicing, @wow-lookit-all-the-fandoms, @crazyrose912, @visible-disappointment, @themicrowavequeen, @shadowywerewolfqueen, @taco-taco-belle, @whump-my-dear-watson, @onwardmeteors, @goddess-of-writing, @skepticalcatfrog, @lestelles, @cecil-is-queer, @head-full-of-things, @the-ali-starke, @blck-fox, @honeybeehanlon, @blue-waffles5, @willgrahamkinnie, @mad-world, @teaandthots, @courtneytarynofficial, @xxxholicmaniac, @bothpdx, @starrynightdeancas, @ultralarryus, @mistythegirlfluxmess, @bluehaloarts, @famdommcfanface, @yucayeque, @potlucksandra69, @ineffable-yikes, @insertjohnmulaneyquotehere, @xmenitionexpedition, @pattonanddeceit, @anaishow, @starkrogers-lehnsherrxavier, @happylittlebastard, @katgreeves, @fairchildswift, @hotchsflower, @pepperatthedisco, @angelkevin, @butterflysclaws, @like-alieeen, @lucrezia87, @ahsokixu, @morgnstern-old, @angelobiancas, @irascible-glass-chicken, @hcarshipper, @fabreagab, @theineffabledivineplan, @aryn17, @kuroshitsgiven, @banesbitch, @val-bti, @classyoperaduckkid, @five-hxrgreeves, @thebestdisappointment, @transdotl, @deadinej, @emiikas, @guardian-of-the-earth, @i-am-five-hargreeves, @marvel-but-its-incorrect, @lupindraco, @daily-destiel, @its-ya-girl-savathun, @inccorect-umbrella-academy, @theballadofmrslovett, @rachelmarkel, @goodhealthbadeducation, @thenerdiestbird, @madrif, @datsavageavenger, @dailydestieldose, @whydoyouneedausername, @toadstoned, @sphere-of-purple-rhapsody, @thesevenwalls, @tuaspn, @heromonogatari, @thosesadistictendencies42, @marinalunaestrella, @toastandbutters, @indispania, @sareyen, @mishka47, @artist-nini-friendo, @thequartermastertoyouragent, @universallyfanearthquake, @hauntedhargreeves, @sehkmetdestroyerofworlds, @iosonnounpanne, @ponytaildiego, @graceloveswolves, @cruella-de-liv, @xbarrjallenx, @gayest-skater, @imokwiththis-liveing-is-chill, @quickholydinosaur, @medusas-garden-gnomes, @sunsinksdownnocurfew, @yulecogs, @did-you-find-my-will-to-live, @freckeled, @fabianretaga3000, @disastrousgaydisaster, @does-existance-exist, @sakuramultishipper, @happy-pooter, @your-resident-bi-gal, @mentallyunawareofpapaya, @operationbaseinnarnia, @gum-believable, @a-true-fangirl, @leonisasaddramaqueen, @thestarsarecool, @werewolf-string-quartet, @luciagiannelle, @toastandbutters1, @swordofspiriali, @ajparry35, @mudpuddlenl, @mind-unleash, @sanders-spooky-sister, @alonelyfuckup, @not--so--ladylike, @ilikestopwatches, @the-gotham-city, @magnetothemagnificent, @fanfictalk, @textposts-into-the-void, @panaspie, @katthemusical, @c-annes, @luftsparke, @stormchasingchick32, @chessinparis, @connorbaz, @bring-us-a-rat, @dearcrowley, @habitualwrithing, @riddledwithlies, @rai1002, @onelatenight-longago, @megs-readstoomuch, @the-pinkglasses, @itisquitecoldoutside, @tossacoin2yourwitcher, @jasxier, @onelastpicnic, @thatyellowblurb, @all-the-worlds-a-story, @supernatural-susie, @meme-void, @backseatofdeansimpala-05 , @67chevyimapla, @madgirlwithbook, @confusedcasishere, @notyoureverydaywarlock, @cadoreblogs, @miss-alice-evelynn, @coneface1991, @undeniablefreedom, @percyjacksonwriter, @skywardkonahriks, @onewingedcryptid, @catlover092402152, @emablckthrn, @i-just-tardis-blue-myself, @itty-bitty-rampaging-committee, @faraway-frequency, @windermerepeaksandpoets, @fanboy-sloth, @themightypygmyshrew, @supernatural15, @adorablealbono-main, @averyharrypotterlife, @dracarys1196, @eames-with-a-rose, @orlovskiideinek1990, @sapphicsensate, @lookwatchumademedo, @jedi-whovian24601, @s3dgy, @alwayscomewhenyoucall, @peer-parker, @planetaryemo, @klausownsmyarse, @mrwatsonmrholmes, @charmed, @not-a-good-angel, @literaryexpress, @lu-thelittledeer, @im-that-random-girl, @winterrose42, @hoseemlydrink14yhg, @lily-the-queen-evans, @phanaticsanders, @cursedsupreme, @zebrashavestripes, @oliviatrace, @thisis-holy-ground, @h-a-p-p-i-e-s, @i-hate-myself-for-no-reason, @wangxianforever000, @onegiant-dorito, @nynxs, @emilyfairchild, @spnjohnlocked, @tonylau1123, @cyberhonk, @blusopie, @youngreckless, @yvetteiv-doe, @losersclubisms, @clerydaniel, @deathstreanchcoat, @quicksilver-ships, @dearevanhamilton6, @blueyellowunicorn, @a-small-fander, @bluesoulblueheart, @nova-galactic, @swimmingcheesecakemoon-blog-blog, @tamaraheartz, @coffeesandfanfiction, @boherahpsody, @theresnothingquitelikeit, @michelle51, @holymothaofpearl, @cowboyklaus, @mx-sugar-pink, @uwillneverknowwho, @awkward-child-of-satan, @moonkidphrase & @themostdangerousthingistolove.

#followers #to all my followers #how are you #do you need anything #send me ask if you want #or dm me #about anything #a fandom #a personal problem #music #or just for a chat #I'm here #I love you #I love you all

35 notes · View notes

under-the-blood-moonlight · 2 years

Text

Recruitable NPC: Niqesse de Nox

In the style of the Dragon Age series.

Name: Niqesse de Nox

Alternate Name or Alias?: Nyx, Black Rose Reaper

Race & Job: (og. garlean/elezen) currently Viera Veena, Reaper

Nickname: Nini

Default Tarot Card: The Moon

Do they have the Echo? If so, how did they discover it?: Yes, Niqesse was on a stroll with Wrath and suddenly saw his memory of nearly the exact same stroll, but not in the Ishgard she knew and with a woman who had some resemblance to her but wasn’t her.

How/where does the WoL meet them?: Ishgard. As a friend of Haurchefant she would be a helping hand to her friend and to the WoL. By the time they would arrive in Ishgard Niqesse would have made already her claim to be an Arch Mage and could help in a fight, but also in political discussion because of her minor noble house.

How are they recruited into the Scions?: After the event in the Vault. Niqesse would tag along to protect the WoL afterwards. Still as the Arch Mage of Ishgard, but her staff would have changed to a Scythe. She will stick around after everything the Dragonsong War has ended, but goes from time to time on her own travels.

Romanceable?: Yes, but be careful she can be a wildcard. Think in terms of Zenos, but not as possessive??? I have trouble to describe it. Let’s just say this could be a wild ride, also they need to deal with her Voidsent Corveaux. Good luck.

Where they are in the open world:

(As a Scion): Everywhere and nowhere. Niqesse is very interested in any kind of knowledge and magic, so mostly you would find her around Y’shtola and Urianger. But in the moment you really need something from her you won’t be able to find her. She knows. It’s a game for her.

(As a NPC): Most of the time in Ishgard. She will be close to her families Manor and takes strolls through the city. Yet some how you can find her all over the world at night. With a bit of luck you can witness how she will jump into a portal, that her Voidsent creates for her, at dawn in Ishgard.

Default saying:

(As a Scion): “Welcome dear Hunter, what is it that you seek?"

(As a NPC): “Do you think we can find it this time? ... Hm you are right, but we should try it anyway.”

What do they typically do off-screen?: Collecting Knowledge and getting into trouble.

Things they Generally Approve of:

A Challenge.

Acquiring Knowledge.

Roses.

Spending time with animals she can pet and cuddle. (if you are in a conversation and a cat walks by, you can see Niqesse in the cutscene walk over to the cat. great approval for doing nothing)

Things they Generally Disapprove of:

Destroy any kind of Knowledge.

Taking her on a mission that includes spiders.

Discrimination in general, specially against garleans.

Not acknowledging Corveaux her Voidsent as a separate being.

Are they in a Grand Company? Which one?: No. (if Ishgard counts, then yes!)

Friends:

Within the Scions:

Estinien the Grumpy for childhood sakes.

Urianger

Y’shtola

Outside the Scions:

Wrath de Lith

Aymeric

Kyrie ( @kyrie-silverwings )

Drusilla

Sidequests: Death is Nigh! Niqesses current body will hold no longer and she tells you that she requires a new one, but she would prefer one that doesn’t host a soul in it. Where to find one?

Potential tarot card changes:

If accepted into the Scions: Judgment

If romanced by WoL: The High Priestesses

If not recruited/kept as an adventurer: Death

tagged by @kich-rp & @bough-waker tysm!♥

Tag Squad: @evyana-snowfall @long-dark-night @starforger @windup-cygnus @theimperialnuisance @pocket-panda @an-unknown-imperial @craftramsay @bek-sc @mirageofthecrystal @windup-estinien @ffxivtribehydrae @lemureshrouded @mythandral @yloiseconeillants @placesyoucallhome @eorzeanflowers @cigarettes-n-daisies @battlehigh @sundered-souls @the-littlest-kojin

#character meme #Niqesse de Nox #NPC #I MADE IT #underneath this bleeding moon

28 notes · View notes

dotzines · 4 years

Photo

Artist Spotlights!

🎤 Universally-Skullie 🥁 Veianimal 🎷 Yin Lu

🎺 Yuki25 🎸 Ψυχή 🎻 nini

Interview below the cut!

Introduce yourself

🎤 Hi, I'm Elenia!! I love Vocaloid, UTAU, Lord of the Rings, Trollhunters and Animal Crossing!! I'm primarily a digital artist and you can find my art here!! https://twitter.com/UniverSkullie https://universally-skullie.tumblr.com/ https://www.instagram.com/universallyskullie/ I'm currently counting down the days until Animal Crossing New Horizons releases by drawing a villager every day! 🥁 I'm Veikko, a twenty-one year old LGBT+ mostly digital artist! I work with lots of different styles (depending on the work!) I do conceptual art, anime art, and surrealistic artwork! My Twitter: https://twitter.com/Veianimal My Instagram: https://instagram.com/VeikkoArt 🎷 With an ironic love for classical music, a strong opinion that autumn is the best season, and an odd fascination with medieval warfare, I spend my days fawning over fictional characters. You can find me at https://yin-lu-draws.tumblr.com/ 🎺 Y'all can call me Yuki for shory. I'm digital artist in training and I like doin' stuffs. I'm in twitter/instsgram (username: yukidrive25) or deviantart (username: futo-miku) if y'all wonderin'. 🎸 Fitting the namesake in its many layers, while I can be quite flighty I oft dive into things with great passion and spirit — occasionally greater than my own capacity to perform and at my own [relative] demise, but it's forging a greater resolve and capacity that's vital.Aside from the consumption of the paradise that is our modern world and its multiple facets and forms of art, I hope to formulate some fraction of what it has inspired in my own mind; between theatre, art, writing, and music, I certainly have tread a number of paths to try and make those fantasies into realities. That I find fulfillment in the pursuit is enough, perhaps...Hard *not* to say traditional artist — there is a satisfaction in doing things by hand, be it the written word, performance & design, sounding out music, or sketch-work in this case. 🎻 I’m nini. I draw sometimes.

Do you do commissions post? Where can we find the info?

🥁 https://twitter.com/Veianimal/status/1201095522796425217 🎻 I don’t have a commission info post. Just ask.

Do you listen to music (or tv shows/films/anything else) when drawing?

🎤 I sometimes listen to music, but I often watch Netflix or YouTube!! 🥁 I do! I love listening to music or listen and glance over at YouTube videos when I draw anything. 🎺 Yes 🎸 I do, but lately I'll already have one (stuck) in mind at the start — better to let that natural flow run itself rather than give me an actual locked-in beat that may or may not be apropos[as opposed to writing, where having music on-hand helps visualize and give purpose]

🎻 I cannot do anything without music.

What’s your favorite music artist/band? If you could ask your favorite band/music artist one question, what would it be?

🥁 Phantogram! I would ask them what their favorite song they produced was. 🎷 Panic! At The Disco 🎺 Actuallly I have many, but mostly Vocaloid Producers. Hey, one question; How did you guys learn music? www 🎸 I listen to and love way too much music to have one favorite; for the sake of not making this a giant list of my musical interests and shifting inclinations, I'll focus on the latter question:I'd ask ZUN what piece of his music has stuck with him emotionally through the years & why

Do you play an instrument? If not would you like to play one? Which one?

🎤 I've learnt to play guitar, saxophone, and of course the trusty recorder, but I'd like to learn the mandolin, piano and violin! 🥁 I do not, but I always wanted to learn to play the drums! 🎷 I play piano. Once upon a time I could play the kazoo. 🎺 Piano or guitar, I'm still learning those. 🎸 Flute / Singing, F. Horn, and Piano would be the best of my repertoire in that order — I've 'dabbled' in at least one classical instrument from every group to varying extents 🎻 I used to play piano in middle school. Now I can’t play it anymore.

Which song(s) are you going to draw?

🎤 Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult!! 🥁 Black Out Days by Phantogram, and maybe more! 🎷 Panic! At The Disco - Dancing's Not A Crime 🎺 DECO*27 ft. ナナヲアカリ — 妄想ハッピーエンド 🎸 Acht stücke für Flöte allein — Paul Hindemith, 1927

What do you expect from this zine?

🥁 I expect a lot of creative people to make great works of art influenced by great musical artists. 🎷 A collection of artwork based on songs 🎺 Actually I want this to be sold haha but no, what I expect is that this zine will inspire people to draw things with music. 🎸 A challenge of my artistic skills and an engaging, pleasurable (possibly stressful) experience 🎻 I hope that everyone gets a good (non-stressfull) time working on their pieces. Also I hope everyone will enjoy the final product.

Anything else you want to add?

🥁 This is my first Zine I've been part of and I'm very glad with how accessible and welcoming it was! Thank you so much for letting me participate! <3 🎸 Easier to pick "Favorite Song That *I've* Played / Performed" vs "Favorite Song Ever" CX 🎻 I don’t usually include myself into artist spotlights but there was a free spot so... why not.

#Universally-Skullie #Veianimal #Yin Lu #Yuki25 #Ψυχή #nini #artist spotlight #loop #loop artists

9 notes · View notes

theholyhandgenade · 5 years

Text

I had the strangest dream...

Okay!! This one was a doozy. I woke up several times,as I often do, and when I went back to sleep I started a new dream.

Dream the first:

I was sitting outside on the patio of a sandwich shop eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It was a clear, sunny day with a slight breeze. A yellow awning stretched out above me, casting a shadow over the small seating area. I started looking at the buildings around me and I seemed to be alone. I turned to look behind me and again, there was no one. I could hear a bicycle bell chiming somewhere near but couldn’t see it. I continued to eat my sandwich and reached for my bag to pull out a book to read. Of course, I had forgotten to pack one. (what a nightmare) I decided to seek out a bookstore, because what other logical solution is there? I strolled along the empty streets and searched the store fronts hoping to see some sort of bookstore reference. The signs were all in French. (I took French in high school, but I’m far from fluent.) I stopped and tried to read a street sign, but it was too fuzzy. I needed my glasses. I patted down my pockets, no glasses. They must still be on my night stand...

I woke up and reached a hand out and put my glasses on, only to realize I was indeed awake. Ughh.

Dream the second:

I was looking at my feet, smooth pebbles peeked around my toes. Water washed up and carried me away to a cave situated on the mouth of a lake. I could hear music coming from the darkness. I wanted to walk further into the cave to find the source, but I couldn’t move my feet. Instead, I just closed my eyes and began to sing the only song that would come to mind at the time. “Barbie Girl” by Aqua. I got really into it, I started waving my hands, flipping my hair around, I got louder and louder. Part of me just wanted to participate in the music, another part of me just really felt like singing about barbie girl. A small seal waddled its way to the lighter part of the cave and gave me a very disapproving glare.

“How dare you. How dare you open that ghastly hole in your face and screech that blasphemous horror in this sacred place. You, madam are a butcher.” His haughty British accent got to me. I giggled, only a little. Then tried my best to apologize. He turned his nose up at me and waddled to the back of the cave. I tried to follow him but quickly got lost in the darkness and shook myself awake.

Dream the third:

I was running through a maze. Similar to the one in the Triwizard Tournament. I panicked. I don’t know any magic. I don’t have a wand or any formal training as a witch! I decided my best option was to hide inside the hedges. I dug and pulled until I was certain I wouldn’t be seen. I heard a whisper, “This is my hiding spot, find your own!” It was Fox, from the Hunger Games movie. I hopped out of the hedge and listened for footsteps. Hearing nothing, I moved to my right. Krum appeared with his cursed eyes and dream logic kicked in. I kissed him. Right on the mouth. He stumbled back and his eyes cleared. “Love kills ze demon.” He croaked. I tried to run and he caught me by my arm and turned me to face him. “You are a friend to Hermion-niny?” he asked.

“I’m a fan, but I wouldn’t say friend.” He was holding me all scrunched up at the shoulders, I was just hoping that he wouldn’t pop my head off. My eyes were already starting to bug. “Is there any chance I could get you to loosen your grip?” My double chin was starting to impede my breathing. He dropped me and we decided to finish the race together. I wasn’t a witch so I wasn’t any competition to him. We darted through the maze and saw Harry and Cedric rushing to reach the cup across the clearing. “accio cup!!” Viktor sent the cup flying to us and grasped it by the handles firmly. I grabbed a fistful of his jacket and we went soaring through the air.

We landed with a thud on solid ground. It smelled of death and still water. We saw movement through the thick fog and quickly ducked into an archway. I heard a husky voice in the darkness. “Where have they gone Wormtail? Where is he!?” The voice was getting angrier. A cowardly tone replied, unsteady and shaky. “I d-d-don’t know master. I just d-don’t know. It was all arranged most magnificently Dark Majesty. Most magnificently.” The figure bowed and retreated. “they are out there somewhere, Wormtail. Bring him to me.” The voice had retreated to a low whisper. The shrouded figure began to head in the direction from which it came.

“Who vas dat?” Viktor looked to me for an answer but I didn’t want to say it. I had to force the words out. “It was Voldemort.” I gulped. My mouth had suddenly gone so dry. We tip toed out of our hiding spot. I could see the large abandoned house, it was old and falling to pieces. I could make out the outline of Tom Riddle’s paternal grave stone. The giant reaper with the scythe. Viktor drew out his wand and we faced the entrance of the once grand Riddle house. We approached a window and saw a still darkness inside. I gently pushed the window pain and it popped right out onto a carpeted floor. I opened the latch from the outside and lifted the pane. We climbed in and quietly crept along the floor.

We could hear them talking in an upstairs bedroom, so we started looking for stairs. There was a pile of bones on the dining room table. Human and animal alike. So the snake was here somewhere. I motioned to the site so that Viktor would also be aware of the threat.

We decided that the best course of action would be to rush the stairs before any of them had time to figure out what was happening. I would take down Wormtail with an old fashioned tackle, and Viktor would try and hold off Voldemort until we could figure out what to do. There was no way to contact the Golden Trio, so we just decided to go out in a blaze of glory.

Viktor kicked in the door and I dove for Wormtail and took him down. I punched his fat ugly face and knocked him out cold. I grabbed his wand and tossed it in the fire. Voldemort had Viktor in his clutches. Before I could think, I ran over and kissed him. Voldemort, not Viktor. Just to clarify. When I pulled away from him, he had shrunk away, writhing in pain and agony. He fell into a crumpled heap in the corner. I knelt down and crept forward...lifted his cloak and found a young boy. Baby faced and curled up in a ball. “Love kills the demon.”

That concludes my dream of how I defeated Voldemort with Viktor Krum and a kiss. The End.

#Harry Potter #viktor krum #voldemort #funny dreams #dream #dreams #dreaming #trippy #seal #funny #humerous

2 notes · View notes

motherfricker · 2 years

Text

I posted 663 times in 2021

224 posts created (34%)

439 posts reblogged (66%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 2.0 posts.

I added 467 tags in 2021

#nini - 96 posts

#writeblr - 54 posts

#kyles.writing - 50 posts

#writers on tumblr - 48 posts

#writing - 43 posts

#hero x villain - 42 posts

#my writing - 41 posts

#not my writing - 34 posts

#heroes and villains - 30 posts

#maits - 29 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#i have problems wow anyways beautiful showstopping amazing fantastic never the same completely different unafraid to reference or not refere

My Top Posts in 2021

prompt number i don't fucking know so let's call this hero Mildly Flirting with villain enough to confuse the bastard shall we

The hero blinked once they felt the villain's fangs press against their jugular. "Are you gonna kill me? 'Cause this is kinda gay."

The villain took their lips off their neck. "What."

The hero shrugged. "I'm just saying. I know you're doing that to scare me or kill me, because, y'know—" jazz hands "—jugular veins. Am I right?"

The villain tilted their head. "Your point?"

"It's just that you know I said I found them intimate. And you're doing it to either kill me or scare me. But it's still intimate, you're still making my heart race, fangs or not."

The villain stared at them.

"You might as well just buy me a croissant, you know."

"You're an idiot."

82 notes • Posted 2021-04-07 17:58:14 GMT

prompt number ??? idk but hey we have a sexy hero here

"Is that a..." villain trailed off, staring wide-eyed at the new weapon hero was holding, "is that a fucking scythe?"

Hero grinned, eyes practically twinkling. They brandished their new weapon. "Sick, isn't it? Makes me look like the grim reaper, only I'm more badass."

Villain scoffed, leaning on their own weapon. "Don't you think it's a little too big for you?"

Hero hummed, and all of a sudden the handle of the scythe extended into something that resembled the clip of a gun. "It's pretty light, actually, despite having strong recoil." They braced the scythe behind them. They grinned even wider. "Speaking of recoil, check this out."

A gunshot sounded through the rooftop, and suddenly villain was pinned to the wall, wind knocked out of their lungs. Hero laughed, tilting their head. "Surprise!"

"You're the single most morally corrupt hero I've ever met," villain wheezed out.

"Aw, but I'm the most fun, wouldn't you agree?"

89 notes • Posted 2021-04-09 09:40:33 GMT

i hate you

—

note: first part here except uhh theyre both shorter than my lifespan so ?? this can be read as a standalone so that’s sexy

—

Hero didn't...they weren't expecting to hungrily kiss villan in the darkness of a walk-in closet like this just because they'd been dared to play seven minutes in heaven. But they were, and God, they wanted so much more. They clung onto villain like a prayer and they were a sinner, fingers tangling into their hair and lips molding together and into each other so smoothly and easily it was completely and utterly ridiculous.

It was when they had separated, gasping for air, that hero had realised they'd kissed more than once or twice, like how they'd agreed on. And they despised just how much they liked it. Wanted it to never end. They hated that kissing villain felt like they're uttered a forbidden prayer to save themself from damnation.

Damn villain. Damn them.

"I hate you." It came out too weak, too breathy, but villain still sneered back.

"I hate you, too."

And then they roughly pulled each other into another kiss.

They were still going by the time seven minutes were up.

92 notes • Posted 2021-04-05 13:05:50 GMT

prompt #7

"Love is blind."

"Not for me, though!" The hero pushed the villain into the rehabilitation center. "I would rather not have a serial killer as a partner. You stay safe though."

101 notes • Posted 2021-07-30 09:02:22 GMT

friends

It was a nice night. A pleasant wind flew through the crack of the open window, calming the hero with its chill. He could hear the muffled sounds of the party two floors down. The music coming from there was loud, but at least the walls were thick enough for it to not be too much of a nuisance. He leaned against the cushioned walls of the bay window, staring at his dark room in silence.

Hero didn't know what to call nights like these, when his sibling threw parties and almost her entire grade was invited when their parents went on another business trip. Hero had stopped participating months ago, not having enough energy, especially after fighting crime every other week—even during exam season. It was completely petty on the villain's part, honestly.

A sliver of golden light peeked into the room from the hall. Hero didn't really bother closing his door entirely; he was comfortable like this, he didn't want to get up. Just then, a shadow obstructed the light. Hero straightened up, propping himself on his hands on the cushioned seat of the bay window, knees pulling closer to his chest.

The door opened, revealing villain standing there in his civilian clothes. He was smiling, but it was nothing like the smiles he'd give hero when they'd throw debris and magic at each other, calling each other curses. It was just a gentle thing, like they were old friends meeting again.

They were old friends.

"Hey," villain greeted, still standing in the doorway.

"Hey." Hero didn't make a move to attack, nor did he feel the need to sneer. Needless, he still wanted to make sure villain wasn't dangerous. "Are you gonna bomb this place up?" He knew it sounded like a joke, but he was serious.

Villain let out a little laugh, looking at the ground for a brief moment. It wasn't vicious. Or rude. It felt different. Too different. He'd been different for a while now. They both had been. Or maybe hero was overthinking it. "No, your sister's too nice for me to do that. Can I come in?"

Hero nodded, humming. He watched villain close the door and make his way over to where hero was sitting. Hero pulled over a few pillows he'd previously moved to his side so villain could sit down. He didn't really know what to say for a moment, and he figured villain didn't either. A tense silence took over them.

"Why are you here?" hero asked, "not a party person?"

"Too tired for one." Hero huffed. Of course he was, they'd fought earlier that day. "Fighting you's a lot more exhausting than one would think."

Hero laughed involuntarily. He wasn't expecting villain to allude to them being being hero, even if he'd known for a long time. Fights when they were in their civilian identities was off-limits, and they'd maintained that deal for almost three years, after all. But hero didn't trust villain enough to let his guard down.

Nonetheless, he put his hand over villain's wrist. "Come here," he said, tugging. Villain gave him a puzzled look.

"Putting the moves on your sister's classmate?"

Hero didn't laugh on purpose. He tugged a little harder. "We're the same age."

"Then why am I a grade above you?" villain asked, following his pull, letting hero take his other wrist too. Hero leaned back and put his hands on villain's back, letting him rest on his chest.

Hero leaned his head against the cushioned wall, looking out the window. "Because you stole IQ points to jump up a grade. You barely passed math tests in third grade."

Villain snorted, adjusting himself so his arms wrapped around hero's torso, looking at the door. "Is that so? I just thought I was smarter than you."

"Roasts, he has."

Villain laughed, pressing his face closer to hero's chest. He didn't say anything else next. Hero didn't mind, hands going down villain's back, roaming around mindlessly.

"Are you gonna kill me?" hero asked out of the blue. He looked down at villain's head, catching the way he blinked a few times. "You can kill me. I'm healing from that wound you gave me. It's shallow, but you can kill me right now."

"Is that an invitation or a question?"

Hero huffed, finally letting a little smile take over his face as he looked at the window again. He played with some things in his hands. "A question. Are you gonna kill me?"

"No."

Hero looked at the wall. "Really?" He threw villain's switchblade. It penetrated the wall with a metallic sound. Villain perked his head up. Hero threw the other switchblade along with it, and it penetrated right next to the first one. Villain didn't say anything for a few moments, going still on top of hero.

"You—"

"You were gonna break the deal."

Villain stayed quiet. He slowly got off hero, letting him straighten up against the wall. He didn't make eye contact throughout the whole thing. Hero thought his stare was probably making him uncomfortable. He wasn't sure.

"I was going to. But you didn't have a weapon."

"You were expecting to fight a wounded person."

"You're capable."

Hero furrowed his eyebrows. He was capable, yes, but was that it?

"You're not..." Villain looked up, not quite meeting his eye. "We don't meet often. Nowadays. I didn't have someone to spend time with."

"So you tried to spend time by trying to kill me—"

"Fight," villain cut off. He looked a little guilty. "Trying to fight you."

Hero looked at the way villain's fingers fidgeted. Villain used to have a habit of wringing his hands whenever he felt guilty. Hero wondered if he still had the habit. Villain liked looking at the night sky and the streets, too. After he'd done something that made him feel guilty.

"Fight me," hero repeated, looking at the slightly ajar window opening beside him. He opened it all the way, having to lean over villain so the window didn't obstruct their view too much. "Why?"

"It's the only thing I know to do with you."

Hero swallowed down a wave of sadness. They used to do more than just fight. Before the unspoken hero-villain rivalry started. They'd look at the night sky sometimes. He didn't want fighting to be the only thing they knew how to do with each other when there was more than just that.

He put his hand over villain's, slipping his fingers under his palm. "Let's look at the street."

"You could kill me, too."

Hero stared at the lampposts dotting the street, lights shining onto the dark asphalt from hero's house. "You could too. I'm lighter. You can just swing me over the window."

Villain snorted. "I could, but I'd rather not inciminate myself. My fingerprints are here. People can act as witness to testify against me and say they saw me come up. The investigation can be over in just three days."

"Not unless you run away and steal someone's identity."

"Too much work."

"And yet robbing a bank isn't?"

A few moments passed. Villain and hero looked at each other. And then they laughed. Villain didn't sound malicious, and hero knew he himself was laughing genuinely. Villain rested his head against the window, grinning.

The laughter died down eventually. Hero and villain continued looking at each other, and villain's eyes seemed to twinkle in the night.

Hero felt stupid for what he was going to ask, but he didn't want to chicken out before it was too late. "Can I—"

"Can I kiss you?"

Hero's face felt warm. Villain had beaten him to it, huh? He nodded. It was stupid. Villain was probably going to swing him off the window. He didn't care much.

Villain looked a little hesitant. He moved closer, cupping hero's face gently. Hero wondered if he could feel how warm his face had gotten. Villain brought their faces closer, and hero hesitated on closing his eyes, but shut them when villain did. He felt their foreheads touch, and then warm breath on his lips. He felt his breath hitch and his throat go dry, and he felt silly for it. Their noses touched, and villain nudged them together.

Villain exhaled. "I think I'll give you two for tonight."

Hero opened his eyes, surprised, before villain placed a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth before drawing back.

Hero swallowed. Was this a trick? "That's it?"

Villain smiled cheekily, but his eyes were warm. "Bunny kisses, love. That's what I meant"

Hero swallowed harder. Villain would call him darling, even if it was only in his villain identity. But never love. That was when they were close. Only when they were close.

"So you won't give me the other kiss?"

"You decide," villain said. He sat up, standing in front of hero. "During your sister's next party."

"Won't you get punished?"

Villain laughed. He scratched hero's scalp, looking at him gently. It made hero feel a little warm. "I'm retiring soon. Decided I'd rather be a normal 16 year old."

Hero widened his eyes briefly. Oh.

Villain dropped his hand. He walked out of the room, turning to look at hero one last time. Hero felt unbelievably giddy.

"Next week, love. Hopefully."

Next week.

Hero was a patient person. But that statement made him the most impatient he'd ever been.

146 notes • Posted 2021-04-05 11:56:01 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

0 notes

bbulmeintea · 3 years

Text

The Boy Who Cried Watermelon.

Romantic Pairings: Lee Taemin x Kim Jongin.

Platonic Pairings: 0T7 SuperM.

Genre: Minimal Plot // Summer Camp Vibes.

Warnings: 13+

Contains: Bestfriend to Lovers Fail, No Taeyong oof, Barely any Baekhyun, Me no sleep.

Word Count: 1,037 words (according to A03).

Summary: “Are watermelon's really ever this important to the plot?”

A/N: “Disclaimer! This is a fanfiction meaning it is a work of fiction and not intended to be imitated, offensive, or impose danger on anyone, including those involved in the following story. Thank you for reading!”

Alternative: AO3.

"Okay, but you can't swallow a whole watermelon, Mark!" Jongin exclaimed as his eyes darted between the television's looping commercials of hardly nude girls choking down hamburgers and the smirk of the younger.

The smirk never left the pink-haired boy's face. "And why not?"

"Because..." His gaze completely shifted from the television with a small sigh. "It's not humanly possible, dude."

"But, dude." Mark bounced in his seat. "I've done it plenty of times before, right... Taemin! Didn't I, Taem?"

Taemin perked up with a shy smile as he exited the world of Baekhyun's flip phone. Ignoring the sounds of screaming sims, whose bodies melted away in an accidental house fire.

"Have I, or have I not..." Mark gazed at the day-old watermelon sitting on the gummy-orange kitchen table. "Swallowed a whole watermelon last summer at camp."

"Last summer?" Taemin repeated, fingers stroking his chin dramatically. "What happens if I say no?"

The younger chirped, "I tell Baekhyunnie you killed all his sims again."

"Wait!" Jongin's eyes widened. "Blackmail? That wasn't apart of the deal, Mark!-"

Taemin shrugged, glimpsing at the startled brunette. "Okay, I see... In that case, if I side along with Jongin, what happens then?"

"dude, I just said!" Mark groaned. His hands now pointed towards the shut sky-blue matte flip-phone in the older's grasp. "You know, he hates when you take his cellphone!"

"Shush, not you, tattletale." The brunette replied, "I meant Nini."

"Me?" Jongin singled himself out, still somewhat startled from the pink-haired boy's blackmail tactics. "What could I possibly give you that you don't already have? Money? Clothes? What?"

"Money?" Taemin's scoff got caught in his throat as he flipped the device open. "Pfft, as if."

"Then what?" Mark's smirked, watching the two's voices overlap with lackluster ideas. He totally ate that whole watermelon, now.

Taemin puckered his pink lips, ignoring the fictional grim reaper's sighs. "A kiss!"

"A k...Kiss?" Jongin stuttered, his face now brighter than Mark's head of hair, who simply plastered another smirk onto his Canadian face.

"Yeah." He shrugged. His gaze on the game's ghost-filled city. "Why not?"

"Because!" Jongin jumped off the couch. "I- Marcus, help!"

"Marcus."

"Fuck. Mark. I meant Mark. I swear."

"M A R C U S."

"Are you HELPING me or not?"

"Help? You're on your own, pal."

As the ghosts parted and the devil laid their souls to rest. Taemin smiled, tuning back into the real world as Mark, like a sim himself, storming out of the living room, and Jongin stared like a deer-in-the headline.

He smirked, "So, are we kissing or not?"

"...Sure," Jongin grumbled, huffing as he sat and deflated into the couch.

Taemin stood, "Sure? So, should I come to you or...?"

"Get it over with," his voice flat. "I'm not losing to Marcus."

"Marcus?" Taemin questioned, only to receive a fiery glare from the other. "Mark, right! Right."

Who in a million years would've predicted the brunette's childhood friend (turned spoiled-rich, sim-murderous adult) would be hovering over him because of a stupid bet? Definitely not Jongin. Honestly, he always wondered what Taemin's pink-pillow lips had to offer, but he didn't want to find out this way. You know, out in the open? In their roommate-shared summer cabin or even in the living room, with the repeating commercials of hot-girls staring back at him. Fuck, the late 2000s are weird.

"Get."

"It."

"Over."

"With."

Taemin hid his flushing ears well as the brunette's heat entangled with his own. However, it didn't mean Jongin's words would somehow soften like a romantic flick because of it. Like the movies where the two best friends dance around their feelings until they kiss. Ha, no. Never. Somehow, that only happened in movies. Movies that they both wanted to be in.

"Are you sure....? You look comfortable beneath me." Taemin cracked a smile, watching as their other's eyes rolled over and over like a possessed dummy. In a cute way.

Jongin's heart softly pounded. "Taemin, I swear."

"Alright, alright!" His fingers ran against the brunette's cheek. "Ready to prove Marcus wrong?"

He swallowed, "hurry up."

"Hurry up?" Taemin repeated

"Bitch, hurry up, I swear."

"I'm not a bitch."

"You're acting like one-"

"And so, what does a bitch act like?"

"Oh, I don't know! Stalling for six years straight."

"It's been two minutes, not six years! Plus, I'm nowhere near straight."

"You think I don't know that, idiot!"

Giggles and chuckles arose outside the cabin's window as the two rambled, accused each other of stalling, and bickered endlessly. However, anyone with a brain could see the metaphorical sweat pouring down their foreheads.

"Do you think they'll ever kiss?" Lucas questioned, his eyes leaving the two and focusing on the small brunette beside him, who'd rather munch on popcorn than answer his question.

Ten sighed, "Xuxi, never. They're too scared anyway, this is just pointless teasing at this point."

"Of what, though?" The platinum blonde questioned once more, his bug-like eyes filled with curiosity that Ten couldn't resist indulging. "I mean, Mark set this whole thing up so THEY would kiss! But it didn't even happen... Again."

"I know." He sighed. "It's so frustrating like if it was you, I'd kiss you without hesitation!"

"R...Really?" A smile stretched across Lucas's face. "Like for real? Like seriously?"

Ten muttered, taking the attention of his confession. "Plus their egos are big."

"What..." Lucas replied, tilting his head like a lost puppy. "What do you mean?"

"I mean only losers would rather lose to Marcus, Mark from Canada than take a kiss from their like best friend in the whole world."

"So you'd kiss me? Wait- Lose what? Taem isn't gonna lose a thing, you know, besides his own cellphone, the hamster that ran away, and Baekhyun's patience."

"Yeah, but Mark'll spill about Taem having Baek's cellphone, and then... Jongin will feel the everlasting shame of losing to a 19-year-old."

"Damn didn't even think of that."

"Yeah."

As the two childlessly bickered inside, a loud roar could be heard, not from a nearby bear or even Mark, who'd already claimed his victory by tearing into the watermelon (bad idea), but Baekhyun. Uh-oh.

"TAEMIN! JONGIN!"

Maybe Taemin was joining his sims sooner than he thought.

#bbulmeintea #superm fic #supermfics

0 notes