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thebottomfromhell · 5 months

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I was doing the role reversal request and this popped into my head...how about some sex with the human Higher Moons being dominated by their demonic partners? Brutal and rough sex to the point where they pass out because their s/o just don't seem to understand that humans have a limit to endurance, multiple orgasms in a row and being treated like sex dolls that leave them drooling and crying while being fucked in the most diverse positions.

I know I delayed this one on purpose, I try to not send too many things requested, that's on me. I try to get the mosts requests I can the fastest as possible, and I write more than one at the same time most of the time, so I find it the most productive, even if that doesn't make sense since I will be getting everything out anyway but still.

I liked this promt, to see the Uppermoons as a broken mess while the demon partner is fucking still going on and on and on with unlimited endurance and stamina 😳😩😫. Overstimulating is a chef kiss kink, change my mind (you can't).

The other post should give a bit more of context of how I view the characters in Role Reversal AU. Here is the link, it's also on the masterlist. I hope you like this.

Role Reversal Uppermoons being railed to Oblivión by Male Demon Reader

Warnings: Sexual content, Dub-con/non-con (starts always as consented, but reader genuinely doesn't know when to stop), Implied past rape (nothing to do with reader), Implied prostutution, Implied underage sex, Marathon sex, Praise kink, Blood kink, Body worship, Overstimulation, Somnophilia (in some reader continues even after character passed out), Rough sex, S&M, Oral sex, Mentioned switching, Belly inflation and Pecattiphilia.

Gyutaro:

You are not his first. He comes from a prostitution district, how would you be his first? It's his first time with someone who actually cares, though. It was... not ideal, to say at least, so he never had no expectations in what you wanted. He figured it would be for the best to just let you take whatever you want. Specially since... he did want it, you... but all his previous experiences did not help to what he wanted to have with you. You, who cares about him and his sister and would not want to hurt him, so besides trusting himself to you, he didn't know what to do. Viewing it back, maybe he should have settled some boundaries first instead of waiting to the last minutes to stop something he was no longer able to.

"Neah-ne-NEH S-s- URGH!" He can barely speak anymore, the idea of saying something you could understand is definetely out of the window. Completely out of the window. Gyutaro can't breath, feeling every thrust into his gueverytime yo slide in, making it hard to properly inhale without choking in his own saliva, as he can't swallow. At first he could handle it, you were not worse to him than other... "lovers", you made sure he was feeling good from the start. He is still lost on the initial kises as you exposed his skin, skin that smelled deadly, toxic, like wysteria, to the point you didn't dare to bite, but it didn't stop you from carresing and kissing the black marks. "Shhh~ I'll take care of you." you said with yout hot breath against his pulse.

You made sure to lube him, to jerk him off as you prepared his hole for the bigger intrusion with your finger, slowly and gently, only to loose control the secon the tight heat clenched around you hard and pulsatin cock. You couldn't help yourself, you started slaming into him, having to constantly remind you that being too violent could break him... also forgetting that too much sex could too. Your mind is also in a frenzy, the salpping wet sounds at first were joined with groans and moans, each time sounding more like whines in your ear, uneven and deliciously broken with the contact of the hot, blushed and sweaty skin. And so you kept going again, and again, and again- "Y-URGH~! Y/~! PLE~ARGHSH! NE-NEAHH! CA-CN'T UGHN!" his face is red, just like his eye that, having one close and the other as open that it bulges, pupils dilatated lost on the upper eyelid, mouth open with trails of saliva falling off with tears.

You have him under you, bend over almost in half as you have one of his knees over your shoulder and the other besides your waist, spreading him in a way that lets you see the base of your erection appear and disappear in every thrust, and after several time cumming, both inside and outside him, there are stains of both of yours and his seed in your torsos, with Gyutaro's belly bulging slightly as you thrust. "So- urgh~ fucking cute..." He can't hear you, he can't see you, there is only an interrupted beeting, unclear colors, a stincky smell of male sex, dizzying bounces in a constant static of pleasure and soreness. He can't move besides spasming everytime his nerves regain sensibility. How long have you been like this? He already lost count of how many times he came, but now balls empty, cumming dry, it's even harder to tell. Hours? Days? Weeks? It feels like years, like if his body grew into an overheated, overfilled figure of heavy and strectched limbs. "Nn-hah-hahACK!... NN~AHHH~ MMNRGH!"

"That's it... ohhh, keep making those cute sounds." Part of him becomes scared that you will never stop, you could never stop, you have the endourance and stamina for that. You could just keep cumming inside him, part of him is already settling to the idea as he begins to sob. It's too much and you can barely notice him when his insides are sloppy and pulsating hard, heart beats fast and he can't return a last kiss that allows you to explore his flooded mouth, tonge avoiding yours, giving you the oportunity lo lick the flesh inside to the throat. Thankfully, you stopped. "Are you ok?" ... Gyutaro would not have answereded that even if he could, and he can't. Only managing to whine as you take you cock out.

He whimpers for almost an hour after and the first thing he says when he can speak again "I-I-I-Iahh.... fuckiiing hate-hate yahh, ne...." You got carried away, and Gyutaro is holding you accountable for it. You better prey Daki doesn't find out about any of this.

Gyokko:

Gyokko? A virgin? HAH! As if! Have you seen him? Of course he is not a virgin, he had sex with plenty of people, both men and women lined up for his attention... before getting to know him, but one night stands would never be missed. Even at those times he was not into... safety. He never cared for safewords or any boundary, he could stablish them for himself on the run and didn't need to depend on other's will for him to make sure things are how he likes them. Maybe he should have understood that, with uou being a demon, he would need to stablish some more safety measures. It was exciting for both, the fact that both of hou thought you could get away with anything, even if it meant hurting the other side. You are ok with the needles in your body, even if the wysteria hurts, it doesn't stop you. And it doesn't stop him. "Mnngh~ it's that all you got?" Gyokko asks cocky at first as you lick his body, tasting the salty taste with every little bite, marks annoying Gyokko but nothing enought to make you stop (he will need to find the way to hide them later). You only smirk back to him, taking it as a challenge, so you move to bite his leg, the iiner thigh, so hard that he bleeds, you take a bit of the liquid in your mouth only to drop it into his hole as you spread his ass, using it to lube the rim as you also use your tongue. "Ahh! Why, you want to top? I guess I can let you this time." You both take it fast as you finger him just enough to avoid pain as he grabs the back of your head, pulling and moving it to the point your neck is uncomfortable, laughing at any groan that shows it. Once you had enough you pull away and grab his wrists on his back to take him from behind.

You line your cock into his hole, groaning at the sensation, feeling the thrill as he fights your grip, moaning loud when he feels the tip pushing inside, and once that little, curved part is fully in after gentle and soft push, you suddenly slam the rest of it to the base. Gyokko screams while you growl into his nape, letting his hands hos as he uses them to get himself stable. "Fuck, you're so tight." Is the only thing you can say, the only thing in your mind as you start moving your hips back and forward as you inhale the Hashira's scent. It smells like sea, coins and blood, besides the ingredients he uses for his pots. "Urgh~ shit!shit!shit! Aren't- oooohh~ you a demon? Argh~ do it better..." But you can, andproves later as you keep thrusting into him. Gyokko enjoyed his first orgasm, even as you kept going through it, the seconds one left him having spasming and a bit sensitive, but nothing he couldn't like. It was after the third orgasm, efter you already came, when he realized the danger he was in.

"He-he-hey-urgn! Wa-wai-wait!" He turned part of his body around to push your face away from the back of your shoulder, basically stabbing one of your eyes with his thumb. You back off a bit, but don't pull out, giving Gyokko some seconds to take a breath as your eye heals. "What? You can't take it anymore? "Aren'r you a Hashira"?" You mock him. in the last part, making a pain pop out in the human's face as he turns around as he sits on your lap, gravity and position letting the tip of your cock find an untouched group of nerves that make the trembles and clenching react in the human's body. "Who do you think you are talking to?" He starts thrusting himself into you, bouncing up and down, letting you see the tired eyes fighting to stay open and every tremble in the sweaty and brusied (because of the bites and some hard grips) body. You grab his hips and move him yourself, slapping sounds coming out as Gyokko whimpers.

None of you have any idea how much time it passed as you started cumming again as you get fucking him, erection still feeling the tight and hot clench around it's lenght no matter how much you fuck the rim open. Gyokko doesn't even speak or scream anymore, barely bieng able to make a sound as he feels like your dick reaches too far into his body, it didn't feel like this before. He swears he feels as if your seed arrived to his nose, as the knots with the smell of sex don't let him breath properly, and the saliva in his mouth make the tongue feel heavy and restricted, making his breathing very aggresive as tears ruin his usual make up. "Fuck, argh~ you look so cute." Gyokko feels as if he is going to die, his body fully leaning into yours as he can't support his own weight. You can feel the cum slide through his the hole everytime you pull out, going down to your own ass, wetness making a messy sensation. It's somehow comfortable, having all that makes sex on top of you and being able to handdle it to your liking.

You feel satiated after a few hours, having loosing count of how many times you came, also the amount of times Gyokko came is not minor, you can feel the sticky white liquied in between both of your torsos as his head lies in your shoulder, where you can feel the hot drool and tears. "Was that good enough for you?" You tease, not recieving a response at all. "Gyokko?" Nothing, you move a little bit to see him with blank eyes, tears not even forming anymore but his face still ruined with black, purple and green stains.... This is your fault. The second he gets better he goes to the clean himself, trippling to the grown every few steps but threatening you every few steps away. Once he came back, hair and make-up done, he basically spits to you "You are NOT topping again!"

Hantengu:

Sometimes he wants to forget everything, to forget about his problems, his past, his job, or whatever else. He doesn't trust anyone to that, you are his best bet. Until now he has only had small relationships with women, some courting and some one night stands, but nothing with a man, even if he had some attention once or twice from his same gender. He didn't know what to expect when you started to strip him while kissing and nibbling, leaving marks in a tense and trembling body, already starting to sweat and react to the touch. He is simply too cute, you rub yourself into Hantengu, making him squeak a little. He is letting you take control, he doesn't know how to do it with a man, so he would rather just... lie back. "Eeck! Wha-wait! It's dirty there!" He says as you beging to smell under his balls into his crack, making you laugh a bit over his red face, shoulders and ears.

You don't seem to care about that as you keep using your tongue on that place, tasting the skin and teasing the rim before using the wet organ to stre the hole. You are slow with Hantengu, understanding that he is sensitive, a bit fragile, even, so he nees a bit of stability to be provided. "Y-Y-Y/N... please..." You make sure to finger him properly, to kiss and suck his skin, leaving small purple marks on it. You make sure to also carress his body, for him to be able to feel you near and feel safe. As you do that he already begins to form tears in his eyes with red cheeks and ears, you wonder how someone like this managed to become a Hashira, but he did manage. "Shhh, it's ok. I will take care of you, I'll make you cum so hard you will only be able feel your orgasms. Mnn? Would you like that?" He sobs a littles as he feels the words against his body as you keep his lips less than a breath away from him.

He covers his face with his wrists, not daring to see you as you keep touching his body, you can his heartbeat speed up as you keep adding fingers until e can take the third one. By that moment your erection is already stiff and gaining color, becoming uncomfortable because of the lack of attention. "I want to fuck you already, fuck... can I?" You basically growl into his ear, making Hantengu whince and tremble as he looks away before nodding slightly. You position him facing the side, one leg under you and the other over your knee as you spread the buttcheeks to see the twitching hole before pushing in slowly, feeling soften up and wet inner walls tight up around your lenght. Hantengu starts to whimper the second he feels the intrusion against his rim. "Ahh... mangh... ! Y-Y/N!" And once you put it in... there is no turning back.

You see Hantengu's face from this angle, already crying while he holds one of arms, you can feel the heat of the blushed skin, the scent of his flesh. You start as slow as you can, feeling the need to dig in, to take, to consume against a prey. You can control most of it, but still, a part of you feels numb, or at least overpowered by the sensations. "Y-Y-ARGH! PLE-PLEASHE! URGH! CAN-CAN'T!" He was already messy by the first time he came, the second was a nightmare, it left him oversensitive and you just didn't stop. Every thrust he could feel too hot, having to pant and whine, slowly the heat and the movement making him tired, unable to do more. Also, the sweat adds a sense of coldness that makes it's body try to get smaller in itself, contrasted to the heat, it's overwhealming. The tears make his vision blur and the environment makes it hard to breath, he swears he is going to faint. Don'tfaintdon'tfaintdon'-

There is still movement, it's the fisrt thing he identifies after a while, back and forward. It's still hot and cold at the same time, wetness being uncomfortable but the stimulation being addicting, unable for him to stop, and not like he could do anything about it. There is a feeling of fullness and by the time he slowly remembers what was going on he them just assumes you changed the position so you got deeper. He can feel his hole being a bit more loose, barely feeling your cock as he sobs and whimpers. He just woke up but he is still tired, his throat hurts and he doesn't have any tears left to shed, e definetely needs to drink some water but you won't stop. "....y-y-y/...." he can't, he cant speak, even as you speed up the thrust. You think this one is the real one, this one will satiate you.

Hantengu was so sensitive he came a little after you last orgasm, arching his whole back and neck as his tongue scapes his mouth, drooling over his jaw and neck. After that you lie besides him and start kissing him, cock still inside, warmed up by the filled with seed insides, sloppy ass letting most of it slip out even with your dick plugging it. You kiss Hantengu's ear, did you even notice he passed out? "Do you want to stay like this?" The human can only star falling asleep again after nodding slightly, he also doesn't want you to pull apart now that his body is finally relaxing. He will be fine, just... five more minutes... (after he sends you for some water, then he goes to sleep again)

Sekido:

Sekido doesn't like your hunger, your craving, it gets him anxious, and that irritates him. But there is also the feact that you really can't control it, as a part of him reasons that is better having you lusting over him than preying on others with gluttony. Specially if he feels those others could be one of his brothers. "Would you hurry up?!" Also, with his life style? He is afraid to die without having this with anyone, to die without having experienced the pleasure of having someone needing him, wanting him, and taking him. He trusts you enough for it to be you, you are the one he trusts the most besides his brothers and the Urami guy, but still. "I don't want to stay fooling around all night. If you are not going to fuck me then fuck off." He has never being patient.

He doesn't give two shits if it's dry or not, you offer to use your own blood as lube, but Sekido fears that if his inner flesh tears then your blood would transform him. Because you insisted in using something, you are using his blood, biting his shoulder and taking the red liquid mixed with your saliva. You insert your first finger with a bit of resistance, making Sekido growl, your ear in his nape when you do. You keep fingering him, inserting digits with one hand while spreading the cheeks with the other, being able to thee the rim twitch when you touch a sensitive part. He also smells delicious, his blood making you drool with appetite you try to satiate by liking his skin, making Sekido tense. "You taste so nice." You can see the blussh in his shoulder, ears and nape, being a good company to the trembles. "Just put it in."

You obey him, opening the passage with your fingers digging into his flesh, you procede to line your tipe into the hole, preassure making Sekido growl instinctly, sound turning into a groan for every inch you pushed inside slowly. There are bit of grunts in protests but he doesn't dare to tell you to go faster, as he is giving you the back, more comfotable in this position, he doesn't know if he can trust your stenght or that you won't snap and try to hurt him. He still has his staff at reach, thunder breathing, even without a weapon, should be enough to scape your grasp and take it into his hands. "Relax a little." He trembles as he feels you licking his spina before you star moving in and out, spreading his buttlocks again to be able to see your erection appear and disappear for every thrust you make inside the tight cavity, slap sounds for every move. "Urg- can't you go any faster?!" You can, and you do.

Sekido wants to forget everything for a while, he gets to do so, losing himself in your thrusts as you hit his inner walls, only focusing on the pulse both have and the movement the impact causes, he can only hear that sound as he bites his lips, besides sometimes paying attention to the groans and growls you release as you lick, bite and suck his back, probably leaving marks but not feeling any killing intent. It was good, it was a break, until he came. Then he became a bit more sensitive, trembles getting more violent and needing more effort to breath, but you didn't stop, and he would not have let you either. "Argh! Ahhgh! Shi-" He would not have let you take care of him that way, to just stay together while he calms down, he has no idea if you knew but didn't care, he has more stressed over the fact that he couldn't shut down groans and moans with his mouth fully open for him to be able to breath.

With the time the fast movements started to make him feel a little dizzy as the effort and heat blurred his vision with tears, he could feel knots forming in his nose and it was becoming hard to swallow the saliva accumulating in his mouth. "Fu- ARGH! SHI-SHI-SHT!" How much time have you been like this, he can feel his limbs becoming sore and the wetness being cold against his flesh and skin, you have already arogasmed. Why are you not satiated? It only takes some time for his arms to give in, making his face flat against the surface. Seeing this, you turn him around without pulling out, Sekido can tell that he is handdled, but can only stare and frown as to the colors of your figures while you keep moving in and out. You kiss his lips, he doesn't reciprocate the gesture, to tire as he just lets you fuck him. "Let me take care of you."

(He stabs you with the staff the second he gets better after it and leaves without saying a word, using the wapon to not fall.)

Karaku:

Karaku didn't know what to expect from having sex with a flesh eating demon, you are his first in that sense. Sex with men, already did, sex with older people too, both people more and less experienced, he had a bit of everything, at least he will with you on the list. Part of him is afraid he read wrong the signals, that you don't want to fuck him but to eat him, so he unconciously trembles against your soft touch. "Shhhh~ relax. Let me take care of you." You whisper against his nakes chest, licking one nipple and squeezing the other. "I will relax once it feels good, but I really need the info, so..." he says before kneeling and sucking your half hard cock into his throat, making you groan of pleasure as you start thrusting in and out of his mouth, no gag reflex stopping you from slam into the wet and soft cavity.

It's Karaku the one that decides the has enought of taking it up on his throat, taking your now salivated fully erected dick out of his mouth, sticking his tongue out while he does before smiling at you. "Let me take care of you first~." He knew what he was coming for, so he prepared himself already, just in case. Still, he needs to ask, but keeping s mall smirk he rubs your erection with one hand and positons it against his cheek. "So... you top or bottom?" He is ok with whate justs nevereds to make sure to leave the inn room before sunrise and satisfy you to the point of talking. He starts sucking the tip of your cock against his lips, using his tongue to tease. "Top." You answer as he starts pull off the pants of the uniform, keeping the jacked and shirt but opening all the buttons. Once he finishes he grabs your waits to force you to sit in the edge of the bed, climbing up your lap as he lines up with your sex. "So... we already know the location and number of victims. What can you add?"

He rubs teasingly his crotch and ass with your erectiong, smiling as he doesn't let you grab him, using his own pace to pent you up to the point of talking. "Names, ranks, abilities, preferences. I'm good with anything, handsome~. But I won't let you get this hard and tasty cock inside any other of my holes if you don't tell me something useful." And yo do tell him, everything there is to know, not caring if it could count as some sort of treason. The slayer smiles before suddenly grabbing your dick to line it up with his entrance. "Good boy~. I'll let you stablish the pace-ARGH!" He screams, mostly out of surprise as you move your scrotch up, making you both groan. Karaku grabs tightly your sholuders as the feels the intrusion hit his insides, face blushing and panting as the soften up, still lubed and clenching hole embraces you in, you keep moving, liking the sensation of flesh hitting each other with the wait noises. "Fu-fuck! You feel so good..."

He is not against rough treatment, he actually enjoys it quite a lot, so Karaku doesn't think much of it. He has good stamina, so he keeps up with it for a while, even when the tiredness and soreness of his legs as he also buences up and down make it noticeable that you last more than most humans, and the second he came... It's been years since he was the first one to have an orgams against his partner, when he was younger and didn't have a much experience. He arches his back as you keep thrusting in and our, moving his body, he guesses you should cum soon so he didn't say anything, just kept going with his limbs trembling, blusing hard and panting. He closes his eyes and decide to stop trying, just wrap his arms around your neck, he can't keep up with the intensity. Then you actually cum but... you are not stopping at all. It's still the same movements and same intensity but... hotter and wet, Karaku can feel his nerves reacting to different stimulations. "NGHAH!" His voice is higher than susual, he tries to cover it, only to feel a bit dizzy when he moves to do so. "AHH! MNGH!" he suddenly starts crying as he tries to stay stll, every thrust making it harder to breath.

His insides clench and pulsate against your cock, balancing itself between sloppy when you bounce in and tight when you bounce out, hot also affecting you, making you pant, letting you inhale the scent of his neck, feeling the pulse in it and the short breaths, you take a bite that makes Karaku whine in your ear. His body is hot against yours, you start to grope the muscles and flesh as some spasms appear. The curtains are close, but you can still feel that the sun is about to rise after several loads of cum filles both of your torsos and the slayer's insides. He can only shed tears from his eyes, sticking his tongue out as his mouth flooded with saliva, falling from the organ to your shoulders. You can basically feel that karaku is starting to have his orgasms dry as he arches his back violently, almost falling to the floor if you were not the one holding him, but nothing came out his dick. "ST-STA-ARGH! Y-Y/N!" You also cum one last time.

After that it takes some moments to Karaku to calm down, still sentistive and looking tired he stands up, his legs still trembling as he uses some priece of cloth to wipe your seed out of his ass, not red and spasmong, making Karaku tremble everytime he touches it. He sobs a little before talking with a dry throat. "I think I need you to remind me the intel before I go home...." Just. The. Intel.

Urogi:

Urogi never smells fresh, he always of like earth, plants and sweat, at least he always smells like that by the time you find each other. It's ok for you, you like that scent, it remids you to the wildness. Sometimes you think Urogi's smell should let you confuse him for a demon, the adrenaline and lack of human products should have that effect, if it was not because his own smell screams "tasty". It's a human scent, the one of prey, except this one is more powerful. "Such a good boy~ you are being so good right now. Let me reward you." He giggles under the positive attention as he feels your teeth in your neck, he really just needs to feel cherished. To do something that will bring him joy, a sense of freedom. "Please..." He asks softly, nicely, and you give in.

You make sure to carress his back softly, since it seems to be a sensitive spot for him, liking the touch, the sentation ofbeing hold, leaning towards your hands. You make sure that he is ready, but you will have to be gentle, considering you only used your salive as you fingered him, but it seemed Urogi prefered it this way. He also started to lick and nibble you as he wrapped his arms, cratching your back. He seems to be enjoying it, as animalistic as it turns. The same way you have to hold yourself back in order to not hurt him, he also seems to be constantly reminding himself of how dangerous can be that he takes a bite of your flesh and blood, what he will become. "I'll put it in now." You say as you hold each other, whispering against his skin. As you rub yourself into him before you line up, Urogi scratching your back the second he feels the tip of your cock intruding his hole. "Yes... ohh fuck yeah!"

"ARGH!" You find yourself surpirsed when he actually manages to tear some of your back with his nails, making the other giggle. You can't tell what of all of it was, but you both just kept feeling this should be more wild, more fierce. You start biting his shoulder as you stop concentrating, trusting your instincts, feeling a bit more free you get to enjoy the tight heat around your cock as you move in and out, stimulating the inner walls and your own erection in search for release. As Urogi starts being louder, you can only keep bouncing your hips in order to keep pleasuring yourself, serching an orgasm.

"AHHGH! FU-FU-URGH! AY! Y-Y-Y-AH!" Urogi can't speak at this point, just react at the stimulation his body is suffering, who knoes how long you both have been like this? He can feel your erection hitting sensitive spots, he can't help but arch his back while he cums. Saliva acumulates in his mouth, he feels that if he closes it he will bite his own tongue, tongue that somehow feels axphyxiated inside the cavity. He doesn't know when it started, but on onw point, after you also started cumming, it felt as if your seed did all the journey up to his throat an nose, adding to a sensation of having a hard time breathing. This might be also be because of his body temperature rising, making his skin red and his pulse sppeding up with your thrusts. He starts to become tired as his sight gets blurry, shapes turning into colors, and colors turning into black.

You are still fucking him when he wakes up, being the first noise he barely recognizes a whine from his drooling mouthm he feels his eyes sore and his cheeks wet, and he can feel knots in his nose. He can't grab into you anymore, his limbs are yet to react, he feels full. He swears that is he gets to look at his belly he will find a bulge, it feels as if you came at least 100 times (he can't even know if that is an exageration or not, but let him express himself as he wants to). You cum one more time and he swears he will start throwing up your seed, thankfully the pucking part doesn't happen as you finish to savour that sloppy wet hole, rocking your hips to make sure your escencd gets as deep as it can as some slips through the thrusts, making Urogi scream again and arch his back as he also gets a last orgasm from a sensitive and sore cock. (Oddly enough, Urogi only wants to cuddle and sleep again after that, but you don't question him.)

Aizetsu:

Aizetsu has always been lazy when it comes to relationships, even when relating to his own brothers. He likes to put the least effort possible, he is not energetic or extroverted enough to do it any other way. You seem to understand it, as you never seem disappointed with the fact that you are the one that has to reach out all the time. Right now you are fingering as he trembles, ears and shoulders blushing more than his face, as two lubes digits push agaibst his inner walls, streatching and spreading Aizetsu out. He whimpers and moans slightly, sometimes he even whibes a littles, voice already sounding broken. "Can.... mngh... you ad ano-no-nother finge-eergh.... plea-pleashe...." He looks at you with teary eyes and you swear he is perfect as you get hard.

But you've got to admit, it's hard keeping check of your strenght. You can tell the way Aizetsu wants to be treated is gentle and tender, some words tha hardly relate to demons, you are capable of it, but not used to. You use four fingers to stimulate and strectch his insides, but you can feel your own cock growing harder to the point it's painful, or at least uncomfortable, but Aizetsu takes his time enjoying your fingers press against his walls, not feeling preassured to speed or rough things up. You focus on his reactions, in his eyes tearing up with him wiping them off his face, making a sad expression at the same time he moves his hips against your hand everytime you push your finger a bit deeper, arching his back a littles everytime you brush a puddle of nerves. "Y/N! Ahhh! Y/N!" You didn't know what to expect when he ends cumming on your face, as you were closer to his entrance to see the hole clench around you.

You start wiping the cum and licking it from your hand, the salty and a bit acid taste is exciting, amking your red and hard cock twitch as you see Aizetsu holding his legs open while he looks at you, blushing. "Ple-pleashe more...." And you give him more, you take your fingers off, basically in a hurry and turn Aizetsu around to get a better view of his ass clenching on nothing as you spread his cheeks, the pink rim twinking at you. At this point you can't wait as you push your erection inside, feeling wet and hot walls of soft flesh let your cock in smoothly, without any effort, until you balls hit Aizetsu's, making him whimper. You start kissing his shoulder as he keeps whining and whimpering, then to start bouncing in and out. The walls tight up everytime you hit a sensitive part, making it feel as if the hole was sucking you in with how easy it was to slide in but how odd it felt to pull back.

Aizetsu's cries didn't make themselves wait, him trembling with hot blushed ears, face and upper back made it hard to hold back to bite the visible parts as they became sweaty. He is fine when he has alrady had three orgasms and you are in your second, but the second you turn him around again to get your dick back inside as seed is slipping out, he realizes you are not going to stop any time soon. Instead of fighting it, he decides to just let you, feeling the sorenes in his limbs, he just keep making sounds as tears stop falling from his eyes with a thirsty throat, only being able to whimper everytime you hit specific sensitive spots. "ARGH!.... ahh-AH! mmmmMNGH!" It takes a while, heat making it hard to breath and sweat making him tremble more violently, besides arching his back and spasming every orgasm, he only takes a breath the second you stop.

"That.... was good.... Can you.... get me water?" Is all he says once he can speak again, seems he liked it.

Akaza:

You are his first, no matter in what sense you explain it, you are the first person, if he wants to count you that way, that Akaza has slept with. Hakuji used to have a fiance, but he would never have dishonored her by touching her before their wedding, they both have wanted their first time to be special, but none of them got to the altar. He doesn't want to think about the past right now, about all of those "if only", but... Akaza also wants his first to be special, to be right. He himself doesn't know if he trusts you to make it happen that way or if he simply doesn't care anymore, but here you are. "Don't be scared. I'll be gently at first." You told him as Akaza trembles and shys away under your touch, under you.

It's nice, the sensation of being loved, cherished... wanted. It doesn't feel him completely, Akaza has always needed to be... needed, but you craving for him does a lot. "Mngh~" He moans when you bite, liking the sting as you suck his blood, you raise his knee to the side of you face and start kissing the inner thigh. You make sure to softly prepare him, salivating as you can smell him, the masculine flesh and juicy blood, young and strong. It wakes up every instict, making you tremble for anticipation. You use your tongue, tasting the salty liquids the heat produces in his legs and scrotch. "Y/N..." He basically sighs your name as you carefully "oil him up" using the natural fluids of both of your bodies. It will make it hurt a bit, but Akaza is all for it.

"Argh!" When you first slide in, it irritates a little, when you start moving, it sores, then in pleasures. Meanwhile, you can only feel the clenching hot inner walls tight up around your lenght. When you look back to him in detail you can see that Akaza looks up, mouth in a O shape with his pupils dilatated with red all over the face and neck, he trembles a little every time you brush besides his sweet spot, moaning softly and shyly as he calls your name. You speed up until he cums, you take a taste as he takes a breath. The taste is addicting, just as his blood, you can feel your cock twitch inside him as you move him. You take it put for a second, hole twinking and you erection pulsing as it rises up with a red tip, almost painful. There is a whine when you turn Akaza for his spotless back (in terms of bites, it's has tattoos like the front) as you grab him be the back of his knees, raising them over his shoulders. "I can't hold back anymore...."

He is basically bent in half as you lower hin for you to thrust back home, Akaza whimpers at the act and arches his neck back, curling the fingers in his feet. You wait a while as you start going again, biting the back of his neck and shoulders, sucking and inhaling everything of him you can. The scent, the heat, the taste, everything just makes you need him more, and more and more. You cum once... but you are not satisfied at all, you are still painfully hard, the now soft and wet flesh being a relief as Akaza drools with his head looking uo, leaning in you. There are sobs and moans mixed up when you start bouncing him up and down again. "Y-Y-Argh~ URGH~ OoOHH!" It feels good... too much. His body is trembling and he feels his limbs becoming sore. The nerves hit just right, and then thw tip od you cock starts to repeatively hit his prostrate. "AH! UHH~ ARGHAH~MNAGH!" He cums again, and again, and again... you also keep cuming, it gets to the point Akaza is so full he can't tell when you are cumming or not. He starts panting loud, very loud as he tries to breath, overwhealmed by the temperature and preassure in his guts, it's too much.

Tears falls from his eyes as he can't cobtrol the sounds of his mouth anymore, being louder than the wet slap of your crotch with his ass, and the drips of trails of cum falling down as you rise his body up, sliding through the base of your erection and balls until they hit the floor or continue the jojrney theough your leg. "You are so pretty, I still can't believe I'm the first. Many would envy me." You growl, but Akaza can only hear his own heartbeat and breathing, everything else is unclear, so no matter how many praises you whisper into his marked ear, he can't answer. And you just keep going, he is so tired while you just need more, you are almost there, almost satisfied, just once more, you tell yourrself everytime. You just need hin to keep taking another load and you will let him go, just another one. The bounces already felt par of Akaza, to the point he geta dizzy and disoriented when they stop as you came one last time, he is barely in his senses, unable to move besides the trembles and spasms in his nerves. Once your cock is out, your seed starts to make a trail conecting your bodies as Akaza clenches hard, unused to the emptiness, not letting it all fall from once. "Darling?"

Akaza growls and groans weakly, suddenly feeling cold, too cold, and tense. He trembles as his body is sore and can't find himself moving, even when you lie him over you. He can't even close his eyes. "Hey! What's wrong?" You ask as he passes out... you definetely did something, because the moment he wakes up he can't even sit. "Fuck you, don't touch me!" He says when you try to help. Maybe you should bave controled yourself a little more.

Douma:

Douma is sure he never loved anyone the same way he loved her, the only one which he could count for attention that didn't hurt or feel off, as if there was a sense of danger to everyone he was supposed to meet. Douma was raised to serve and being observed, her eyes were the brightest, pure, completely opposite to yours. "You are so pretty, almost like a doll." What a fitting description, with only a small blush in the cheeks and ears, mostly due to the cold of outside mixed with the faster circulation, his pale skin, and empty bur colorful eyes, he could easily pretend to be a doll if he doesn't move, talk and uses a Total Concentration technique to atoo his heart and lungs from working. This is so familiar he can't help but lean into you. "Do you like it?" He does, his heart is beating so fast it's impossible to not like it.

It's the same way he love killing demons, but letting into your hands (the oneas of a demon for an irony), it's a lot more simple, he can give himself a moment to be lazy but at the same time feeling something. "I do, so I want more. You will be giving it to me, won't you?" You are nothing but something familiar, you are the eyes from his childhood, the simplicity of her and the doom of his life. He would let you do almost anything to his body, including killing him if it were not for the fact he simple doesn't want to die. He can't tell if he is supposed to, his instinct are the ones that force his body into making the effort of surviving, so he just goes along with it. But he likes risky things, harmful things, new things. He likes whatever can make his body react, this included. Because of that he makes sure you ruse preparing him.

"Darling, I'm waiting~. I want to feel you inside, I'm watching you down there, I am sure you want to feel me too." He can tell from your clear erection, while Douma has little experience with nudity besides his own, it would not have been appropriate, he knows male anatomy and biology, at least the basic. Come to think about it, as you slide in a bit roughly, a bit uncormfortable because of the rushed prepararion, when Douma has to wince because of those sensations, he realizes nothing of this is appropriate. He should not be offering himself to a demon, he should be all up and mighty, like a deity, killing you and answering his followers' pleads. What would they, his followers, masters and parents think if they could see him? What horrors would they experiment upon watching their only link to god bieng dominated by a demon?Corrupted and turned into a sin... the thought makes his pulse speed up and his dick twitch.

This is why he doesn't ask or tell you to stop, even when he recognizes he logically should, since you will not be stopping yourself. He has to wonder what are you feeling with those lost eyes, focused in specific things, too specific, like his face or other parts of his body to the point you don't seem able to read anything else. Then the overstimulation, after more than hours of cumming and recieving your cock and seed make him wonder. Does your vision also blurs from the sensatiosn? Do you also have a hard time swallow and breathing? Do the constant bouncing make you feel tipsy? Do the heat of the contact and cold from the sweat make you tremble and feel heavier? Are your limbs also becoming sore? It gets to the point he can't move anymore withput having to gasp for air and arch his back with everything going on at the same time. And you are not stopping. "HAH! AHH-hah! MNGH!" And he doesn't want you to stop until you are satiated, because someone stopping for his sake is unfamiliar, and he doesn't want to deal with whatever that means to him right now.

He is tight, clenching hard against your cock. You can only focus on how pretty the blushed skin looks against the silver hair and rainbow eyes. Also, you can't begin to describe that smell of power, of coldness, that runs into Douma's blood. You can't stop, you are addicted to it, and you are not satiated yet, even as you have to move him as if Douma was actually a doll, you don't stop stimulating your dick with the inner walls. Until you can't give nor take more, only then you stop, the moment you take your cock out having your seed slide out. "Did you like it?" You ask, in which, after a pause, without even thinking about it, just wanting to catch some breath, Douma nods. "Le-let's.. do it.... again some time~." Nobody is taking this from him, not again.

Kokushibou:

While Kokushibou does have some... memories... but in this life he has never... he is not... he never thought.... he is still a virgin, ok? You know that, it was as clear as the full moon, and so you promised to be careful, and to lead because he didn't want to do it. He is somehow weird, too prideful and yet scared of his own pride, fearing someone might get hurt because of his actions but also not knowing how else to behave without exposing vulnerability. Right now he considers he is being vulnerable with you, somehow trusting that it won't hurt him. Kokushibou lies on his back, not making eye contact, only grabbing your arms for a sense of stability. "Can... can we take it slower?" He trembles, somehow looking a bit intimidated, so you suck hear earlobe gently as you carress his face.

You take it as gently and slowly as you can, keeping the instict to take a bite, to sratch, to savour that flesh in a sense of... victory? You don't completely understand from where that sensation could come from. From the chase to get him to open up? From the power that would mean to hold over the strongest Hashira? You have no idea, and honestly, maybe it's better that way, to just focus in what you have in front. You think Kokushibou is adorable, lovely and beautiful, but you know he has a hard time seeing even those terms related to himself. Also, reading him is not as easy as you think it should be, you most of the time can get what he needs, but there are parts that are confusing. Right now you don't even know if he actually wants intimidacy or just to forget about something, if he wants the experience or the pleasure.

He enjoys the silence as you keep kissing his body, making sure he can relax, enjoy himself, even if he look nervious or scared (again, the sense of victory), you make sure to suck him up a little and use proper lube to stretch him up, use your fingers inside the cavity, feeling the body going from tensing to relaxing and backforward. "Don't think it too much." You whisper in his ear as you make your final movements with your digits against the now wet walls, making sure they will not tear. Still, you lube your cock a bit after taking the three digits out softly, now hard, the cold of the wetness making you almost spasm a little before you line up the tip to the entrance.

"Fuck! You are so tight!" You exclaim as Kokushibou blushes harder and covers his face with one one over his mouth and noise, eyes open big as he refuses to make any embarrasing noise at all. At that you took it as a challenge to make him moan, groan, growl, or whatever, but for him to make a sound. He didn't make anything until he came, it was a small grunt, but you were not satisfied with that, and also you didn't reach your own orgasm, so you kept going. "C'mon love urgh~, beauty, make some noise for me." You are both stubborn, even after you came once he didn't make any noise, with tears forming in his eyes and knots in his nose, he even bit back the sobs. It was becoming too much. It was not until his fourth orgasm, in which was uncomfortable and painful because of hoe sensitive his dick was, that Kokushibou whimpered.

"MAGH! mnngh...." That sound was addictive, you needed to hear more as your cock twitched inside Kokushibou, making you speed up the thrusts. Some minutes later, he could only whimper more as his limbs felt heavy and his back and ass felt sore, wet sounds and movements making him feel dizzy, and the saliva that accumulated in his mouth started drooling. Kokushibous could not feel more embarrased by this outcome, but he had to recognize he was to stubborn to stop it in time. his vision becomes blurred over time and he feels tired, he arches his back in spasms every once in a while but besides that he only has blank eyes as his body, too overwhealmed, tries to ignore the constant stimulation. By the time you finish with him, he is as good as unconcious. "mngh....."

(Are you really surprised he started to evade you again? He spent 2 months after this running away from you, not even looking at your way, only blushing inmediately at your sight. What sense of victory, this is now a feeling of loss.)

#demon slayer #kny #upper moons #kny x reader #top reader #bottom gyutaro #bottom kokushibou #bottom akaza #bottom douma #bottom hantengu #bottom sekido #bottom karaku #bottom aizetsu #bottom urogi #bottom gyokko

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twstwonderlandstuff · 2 years

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Hey, I was wondering if you can do a request. It's a headcanon reaction to Silver, Sebek, Jade, and Jack finding out about female mc/yuu/yn who does competitive weightlifting, and the struggles that females in that sports field go through. Such as finding a trainer who is willing to train females, getting harassed by the trainer or others working out, males in the gym not letting you use equipment because you're female, toxic masculinity in gyms, getting rejected because they don't think you're feminine enough, or getting weird looks and getting put down because "females aren't supposed to work on their muscles or try to be stronger". I've been feeling a bit down precisely because of these struggles, especially the last one. I would like it if mc is already their girlfriend, and just felt self-cautious about telling them. Thanks for reading this 💖.

FUCK WHOEVER SAlD THE LAST BIT IM SURE YOU'RE AN INCREDIBLE PERSON MUAH MUAH <3

i don't rlly deal with this stuff myself, so i can't relate, but im sure its horrible and hopefully, this piece will make you feel better ^^

female reader

tw: body image issues, harassment

requests are closed!

silver

he's on board. enthusiastic to help you train. it's a win-win! you help him fight off sleep and he helps you train.

when he finds out about your troubles, this genuine lad, he offers to take you to lilia: seeing that his pops is a grand general and a man with morals, he's sure lilia wouldn't mind helping you train.

he is quick to shut the harassers down with a firm talking, and if they continue shit-talking... well, you and him make a pretty fearsome duo, don't you think?

silver, being quite air-headed, gives 0 shits on what people say in the gym, so if someone comes talking to you with that 'oh women should stay at home' nonsense, he's quick to direct your attention elsewhere.

sebek zigvolt

them gym mfs better be ready for the ear-splitting beatdown of their lives because sebek WILL DEFEND YOUR HONOR! You are a respectable weight lifter and he will NOT! HEAR! ANOTHER WORD! OF THEIR TOMFOOLERY!

bro, with sebek you won't even be worried NAH he would date you he would be completely in love, head over heels, but he just doesn't know how to say it.

man's would help you in your workout regime: wake you up at like, 5 and encourage you to work out with him.

I'd like to think he is semi aware of how he's preceived, so with that in mind, he uses it to distract you from the nosy-people that might butt heads with you in the gym

overall, a good buddy and partner to be with ^^

jade leech

you're with THE jade leech... what kinda dumbass would dare bother y'all now? okay maybe idiots with no braincells, but yk 🤷‍♀️🥴

boo~ you won't get a single strange look if you're near jade. I am completely certain that man has at least drugged somebody, so if some dumbass still has the gall to call you names? ya bue-bye that person's dead

while he isn't as buff/ into sports as the rest of the boys in question, he'll use his connections to get you a trainer that is of upmost prime condition. he won't let you settle for less.

jack howl

jack will have a heart-to-heart with you about how you feel. he's a good soul, so he definetely have words to cheer you right up. he admires loads of people in the sports industry, so he defo knows what's up

like sebek, he'll train with you, just with lil bit more softness, cuz our boys a good ol' softy. wouldn't want you getting more stressed, ya know?

he won't get the 'getting rejected' bit. excuse me? if anything, that just makes a person all the more appealing as a partner. w- what- no, that isn't his tail wagging?!!?!??! you're seeing things?!?!?

A GOOD BOY OVERALL 10/10

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twst silver #sebek zigvolt #jade leech #jack howl #twst silver x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #jade leech x reader #jack howl x reader #sugar rush #female reader #fem! reader #fem reader #I hope your day gets a lil better ! ^^

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obey-me-disaster · 2 years

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-Proposing to-

Leviathan x gn!MC

A/N: This is part 3 of the series 'Proposing To'

I would like to say a special thank you to threadtheocracy on twitter /@thread-theocracy on tumblr for letting me use their ideas for the brothers from their DnD AU. You should definetely check them out.

Also another special thank you to my DM cause the setting of the DnD campaign and the NPCs were made by him ^-^.

Also, anything between ‘ ’ is when a character in the campaign talks.

"Do you remember what we have talked about?" You said facing six out of the seven brothers.

"Yes, we all have of our characters sheets and everyone has their own set of dice. But are you sure this will work? I've never really played DnD but I know quests can get quite side tracked" Satan couldn't help but raise his concerns, and he wasn't entirely wrong either. While the brothers were on the plan, the story could still take another route, but you were the one that decided to propose to Levi, the only brother missing from the table at the moment, through a DnD game.

Once you got this idea into your head you couldn't get it out. You had to ask the brothers to play in the campai cause DnD session with only one person playing the story...wasn't bound to be any good. You stayed up late coming up with both a story and character sheets for the brothers so that the campaign can be good, but you couldn't help but feel nervous.

What if the story goes into other direction? Do you just continue through multiple sessions until you reach the point where you propose? Do you give up? Change the point of the story where you propose? Negative thoughts started to cloud your mind, making you doubt yourself and your plan, but those didn't last long once you felt someone pat your back. "Don't ya worry about anything! We're gonna be on our best behaviour tonight!" With a moment to calm yourself gained some of your confidence back and just in time as you heard a knock on the door.

"Um, MC? You told me to come here for a surprise, can I open the door?" You nearly tripped over your own feet trying to get to the door, ignoring the snickering coming from the other brothers. Checking yourself once more you opened the door. "You came just in time, take a place on that empty chair over there".

As Levi made his way into the room he couldn't help but notice the character sheets, the different types of dices and some maps sitting on the table. "Don't tell me...ARE WE REALLY GOING TO PLAY DND?! This isn't a prank isn't it? My self esteem couldn't handle that after just getting a bad ending in Mystical Messenger!!" After handing him his own character sheet you were fast to reasure him. "It's neither a dream not a prank, I've decided to make a little surprise for you. Tho this will be only a one-shot and not a full blown campaign"

The last part seemed to fall on deaf ears as Levi was reading his character sheet. "You made me a warlock with the fathomless pact?! HOW- How did you even know I wanted to be that?! MC you're the best Henry I could ever ask for!"

"Soon they'll be more than that" Satan slapped Mammon across the head. "Don't listen to this moron. Do you want to check our characters too before the session?" Hearing that Levi snapped his head towards the forth born. "You didn't even have to ask, of course I want to seem them."

The only sounds that could be heard after everyone handed their character sheets to Levi, were him muttering about something or nodding. "Ok so from my understand Lucifer is an oathbreaker paladin, Mammon is a wild card rogue, Satan is a ranger, to be precise a beast master conclave with a bunch of cats...why am I not surprised." Switching between papers he continues reading "Asmo is a bard, LMAO of course he is a bard. Beelzebub is a beast barbarian and Belphegor is a druid of the dream circle....huh, not totally surprised but I thought he would be a druid of the star circle."

After reading the last of the character sheets he hands them back to each brother. "Now that everyone has their characters back, WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR!? Let's get the session started" And with him saying that, it was your cue to start.

"Ok everyone, pay close attention for the story is about to start." Making sure everyone was paying attention you felt ready to start the story "Your party is here for a common goal, to find the cave of All Treasures. The cave is said to give one thing a person may need or want, no matter how expensive, rare or even dangerous it may be. Each one of you has one thing they desire the most so you got together, a group of strangers, minus Belphie and Beel who actually know eachother-"

"Of course they know each other, you can't really separate can you?" Both Satan and Levi turned towards Asmo, with sour expressions on their faces. "Asmo please shut up-" "Yeah shut up! I am trying to listen to MC." The third born turned towards you with a look you only see when he is playing his favourite games ot watching his favourite animes. "Please go on with the story".

"-anyway...The thing that everyone wants the most is written on your character sheets. Please keep it to yourself for now." Taking out a map of the world the session is taking place in you pointed different places of importance on it." You are currently in Be'heel, but you need to get to Bellanova where the cave is rumored to be, but to get there you need a ship. Currently your group is in the port trying to find one. What are your characters doing?"

All the brothers are in deep thought, some of them looking like a child lost on a random street, it kind of reminds you of your first dnd session. Finally Levi seemed to get an idea. "Can I roll for perception? That way I might find a good ship". Handing him his set of dices you let him roll. "And it's a 13, not bad Levi! Your character sees a lot of expensive ships that you might not be able to afford, but just as you were about to give up you noticed a pirate ship. It seemed to stay afloat with the power of black magic, hope and duct tape"

"Ya know, a pirate ship ain't seem like a bad idea, we might get some treasure too!" Mammon looked really proud of his reasoning. "Is treasure all you think about? But I guess at least checking out that ship doesn't sound like a bad idea. My character picks up his cats and heads towards the suspicious ship". After making sure everyone was on the same page you continued to narrate the campaign.

"As everyone makes their way towards the ship, you see a guy coordinating people on carrying stuff. Do you want talk with him?" Everyone looks at each other before giving you a nod. "I will do the talking! No man can resist my charm~" Asmo winked at you as if you were the pirate he was about to try and charm. "Hey! No winking towards my Henry!" Levi looked like he wanted to grab you and hold far away from his brother .

"No need to fight guys! Asmo, you can try talking with him, and since you are new to this I will give you an advice, please roll arcana or perception first, believe me, you'll need it." Asmo looked between the dices confused before you just handed him the right one.

"And you rolled, 20! Holy shit, do you have a plus on your perception?" Everyone turned their attention to Asmo, some knowing what rolling a 20 ment while others just looking confused. "Hmmm, I think I have a +3? What does that mean?" Asmo gave you his character sheet in order for you to check it out. "Yeah it's a +3, and that's wonderfull news! With a roll of 23 you are able to sense he is no ordinary person, he seems to have some higher power to him, a person not make your enemy. Now that you are aware of all of this, Asmo you can make your move"

The avatar of lust looks through his character sheet confused, before just putting them away "This is too confusing, since this is role play I will just do it the old fashioned way~" Clearing his throat he leans in towards you. 'You got a pretty nice ship over there, just perfect to also take me and my group to a little place called Bellanova right?' Pretty satisfied with his introduction you turned towards the others "Do any of you want to add anything else?".

Levi takes a deep breath before taking one of the dices "Can I roll for persuasion? We still need to find out who this pirate is, and I am not about to make the same mistake as that one backround character from One Slice!" Seeing him get some courage made you happy, it was a sign that the whole proposal plan has big chances to work. You were a bit afraid that the other brothers will take the lead and not let him actually shine. "Of course! While you roll you can think of what you want to say"

Taking the dice he roll and lands on a...19! "I also have a +1 so that makes it a 20! Can't believe I actually got so much.." The avatar of envy looked a bit in disbelief. "Anyway! I turn towards the character and say 'Sorry for my friends bold approach, my group is searching for a way to get to Bellanova and we wondered if we could board on your ship in case you go there? Can we also get you name?'" Levi seemed to really get into his role of an adventurer but that was to be expected, he always did better when it came to playing the role of a character he liked.

Deciding that was enough for the character to be receptive you chose to make their game easier. "The pirate seems to take into consideration what you have just told him. His hight is average, he's lean and athletic with piercing blue eyes and has medium long hair that looks meticulously messy with jade beads in it. 'The name is Jean, and it seems you guys got pretty lucky. My crew is just about to head towards Bellanova. We also got more free space than usal since some people of our normal crew are in a mission in Brennux so you are welcome to join us on our ship, Lady Fortuna's Lament' "

Seeing as they got a ship some of the brothers high fived between each other. "Good job Levi, ya got us on the ship!" Mammon ruffled Levi's hair.

After you let their characters explore the ship, interact with the NPCs and find out more about the NPCs that were away. And to Asmo's dismay, Jean was taken by one of the NPCs that was away, and seducing him didn't work either. You've even decide to give them a fight agaisnt a sea monster in order to take advantage of Levi's character. And just as he planned he finally summoned his pact. You made sure that instead of tentacles to use one of Lotan's head, just as an element of familiarity for him.

"I GOT 24, MC THAT HITS DOESN'T IT?!" Levi showed you his dice and modifier for spells and you couldn't help but think how well this plays into your plan, for him to have his main character moment and save the others. You were planning on having that be the finishing blow no matter what damage he rolls, but he just so happens to roll for damage high enough to kill the monster. "And with that move you kill the monster, do you want to describe how you kill it?"

Levi's eyes lit up, seeing the chance to describe how his character defeats an actual monster! "THIS IS MY CHANCE! SO! I summon Lotan, the waves around us are getting bigger, and more violent yet they are not affecting our ship. Even the sea monster is getting trashed around, and as it is about to retreat into the ocean one of Lotan's head bursts out and bites the beast's neck, dealing a fatal blow"

After letting Levi have his main character moment you called for a time skip so that not only the ship arrives in Bellanova but they also get near the place where the cave is rumored to be. You would have dragged it out a bit longer, making the brothers look for clues and ask NPCs, but you could see some the brothers losing their patience. Not out of boredom, but out of exciment to see Levi's reaction to his surprise.

You made sure to add little detail to either NPCs or the description of places that reminded him of different animes and games he likes, to add to the fact that this entire campaign and world was made only for him. You worried that this might not be romantic enough for a proposal but when you stayed and think about it, creating a whole world, fictional or not, for your lover is romantic in a way.

"Ok guys, your group seems to be close to the cave of All Treasures. The problem is that there are a lot of cave in these mountains, full of monsters and traps. How do you go about finding the right cave?" All of the brothers start to discuss between themselves on the best course of action. A bunch of ideas were put up for discussion just to be ignored a second later. Some of your favourite ideas were: Asmo charming some random monster to show them where the cave of treasures were, Satan sending some of his cats to scout the caves which he quickly shout down. In the end they all decided to roll for perception to see if there are any clues around.

"Mammon and Levi both rolled an 18! Since you guys had the highest scores I will explain what your characters see." All the brothers leaned in to listen carefully to what you were about to say. "Your characters see a ghost like figure of a young girl in a pink hat and dress with light brown haired tied in two pig tails smiling at you. She looks like she wants you guys to follow her."

"A GHOST!? No way I'm going there!" At the mention of the ghost Mammon looked through his character sheet for anything that could him get rid of the spirit. "IDIOT! It's not just some ghost! That description...it must be Ruri-chan or a look alike, we have to follow her! MC my character is going after the ghost." Levi looked like he was about to run for real, and not only in the game, but you have decided to not comment on that, at least not yet.

"Does everyone agree to follow the ghost? Or do you have something else in your mind?" While you did ask the rest for their opinion, you gave them just a small signal that only they could see using magic to tell them to play along, the end of the campaign is over. After everyone agreed to go into the cave you went on with the final parts of the story.

"As your characters followed the ghost of the little girl, you could hear her say that she only allows people she deems worthy enough to see the cave, and that the last person she took to this cave was a tiefling with her baby daughter named Natasha a long time ago." You started to feel a little bit nervous, with the big reveal of the treasures coming soon.

"All of you enter in what you can only describe was a paradise. It no longer looked like a cave but royal room fit for a king. If any of you didn't know any better you would have thought you were teleported into a castle. Tables of food and drinks, piles of gold, bookshelves full of maps and books and 7 treasure chests were waiting for you. The little ghost turns towards your group to say her final words 'I have brought you to your destination. Feel free to eat and drink to your heart's content! The things you want the most each lie inside the treasure chests, one for each person.' And with that the spirit vanished."

You gasped for air after that part, you tried to talk as you normally do, but by the end you got a bit agitated. "I guess this is the end of the session. We should open the treasure chests in the order we showed up to the session." Lucifer said as a matter of fact. You were a bit confused for a second before you realized that Levi was the last one, so you had enough time to calm yourself before the proposal, you really need to thank Lucifer after you're done here.

Levi tried to argue about it, not wanting to be the last but the others were quickly to shut him up, all of them having understood Lucifer's plan. "Since we are going in that order, Lucifer is the first one. Your character walks up to the chest with his name on it and when he opens it he finds a crystal. To the others it doesn't seem that special but you could feel it's powers and you knew that this the cure of the curse that made you break your pact as a paladin." To make things seem more 'realistic' you handed Lucifer a fake crystal.

Turning to Mammon you beging to explain what he found in his treasure chests and you did the same to the rest of the brothers, each getting some item relevant to their character. Belphie got a star chart left by some old druid of the star circle, Satan got some clues that would help him in an investigation for his character and so on.

Facing Levi you finally begin the speech you have prepared just for this moment. "Your character's turn finally comes to open his treasure chest. As he opens it he can only dream of a legendary magical stuff that he might get, but to his surprise he sees a beautiful silver ring, in the shape of three tentacles wrapped around a dark blue stone. As your character was about to pick up the ring, the silhouette of their loved one appeared getting down on one knee." With that sentence all the brothers besides Levi got up and left the room, leaving the two of you alone.

"MC? What is the meaning of this? Is this part of the story?" Looking at him you didn't know if he was in denial of what was happening or simply confused but it didn't matter to you at the moment. "You can say this is part of the session in a way, but I have to tell you the truth. The whole DnD campaign was made as a way to propose to you. I made this whole world and made sure to put references to things you like just for you!"

You watched as the realization sunk in, his eyes going wide. "You don't mean that you want to marry me right? You made this whole story just for me? Are you sure you want to marry, there are so many better demons out there!" You took his hand, hovering with the ring just above his finger. "There is no doubt in my heart that I want only you. I love you and our time that we spend together, and there is no question about who I want to spend the rest of my life with."

Looking into his eyes you could tell that he calmed down, but now he seemed to be flustered from the sweet things he just heard. You guessed as along as he doesn't faint before you propose it was better that way. "The only question is if you'll accept me. Levi, will you marry me?"

Tears runned down his face, not being able to believe what just happen. This was better than any scenario he could have imagined. "YES I WANT TO MARRY YOU! I want to you to be my player 2, to be my Henry to my Lord of Shadows, of course I am not gonna say no!". A sigh of relieve that you didn't even knew you were holding escaped your mouth as you finally placed the ring on his finger.

You got up in order to wipe his tears and kiss him, but that moment of tenderness was ruined when both of you heard cheering from the other side of the door. "Wait a second...my brothers knew about the whole plan?" Levi seemed to have a moment of realization right there and then. "How did you think I got all of them in the same place to play dnd? But from what I remember they were supposed to leave the two of us alone for good to have our moment." You said the last part throwing a glare towards the door. "Well it doesn't matter now, how about we go and celebrate our engagement somewhere else, where we will not get interupted?" You winked at him as you said the last part and it didn't take a lot for him to understand what you ment, his face already getting hot. "Just lead the way and I will follow you, MC."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me leviathan x mc #obey me fanfic #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 2 years

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Bring your boyfriend to work day

Summary: Javi accompanies you to work. And he has a surprise. Or two... Or three. And your lunch break definetely... improved with him there.

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x fem. Reader

Wordcount: 1.4k

Rating: E

Warnings: fluff, kissing, surprises, smut (Oral; f receiving) kinda public but not really

A/N: I'm back. At least this week :D Wanna take my time with the next part because I've been looking forward to writing it since I planned this little universe

Part of the Stay Universe

“So I have a little surprise for you,” Javi was standing in the bathroom door of his hotel room, watching you put your earrings on. You raised your eyebrow, looking at him in the mirror. He was still only wearing his pants and you felt your cheeks warming seeing the hickey on his collarbone you had put there last night.

“You know originally I would have gone home tomorrow…” he said. You turned around, leaning against the sink. You sucked your bottom lip in as you nodded. Frankly, you had ignored the fact that he would leave sooner or later. It’s been almost a week and you had no idea how you would continue with your life when he wasn’t just around the next corner.

He gave you a small smile as he walked towards you. You put your hands on his chest.

“I’m going to stay for two more weeks,” he whispered and your whole face lit up.

“You will?”

He nodded.

“And today I’m going to come with you to work,” he said.

“Okay…” you said hesitantly.

“I didn’t get much time to admire the art. I was busy admiring you,” he grinned and you chuckled your hands running up his chest to cross behind his neck.

“Smooth, Mr. Gutierrez, very smooth.”

“I try,” he shrugged with an adorable smile before he kissed you softly.

“Come on, we gotta leave if I don’t want to be late,” you whispered. He nodded before he let you go and went to get dressed. You looked after him as he got dressed. You wondered if there would ever come a time you heart wouldn’t do a flip when you looked at him.

“So before we get in I feel like I should tell you Josh googled you,” you said as Javi parked the car. He looked at you.

“What did he find?”

“I don’t know. I told him I don’t want to know. I want you to tell me everything I need to know.”

His face softened and he took your hand in his, kissing the back of it.

“But he told me to be careful,” you whispered. Deep down you did think of his words, wondering what it could be that this sweet man here was hiding from you.

“Are you scared?” he asked and you looked at him, shaking your head.

“No. I just…”

“It’s probably my family. We… My father wasn’t a good man,” he said.

“Javi… I trust you. And I think you trust me to make my own opinion too. I mean… It’s hard to not just go on google and find out everything but… like… I want to get the story from you. And if you're not ready to tell me yet, that’s totally okay, okay?”

“You’re…”

“Perfect. I know,” you shrugged with a grin and he kissed you.

“Come on. You can have a coffee with me in the lunchroom before the first tour.”

“So we bring our boyfriends to work now?” Josh asked, sitting across from you in the kitchen. Javi had his arm around the back of your chair while he drank his coffee.

“Uhm… He’s not… Are you…?” you turned your head towards Javi who was looking at you with soft eyes. God… when he looked at you like that…

“I think I am?” he asked and you smiled.

“Ugh, you’re too cute. I hate it. I’m gonna go and prepare the kids tour,” Josh said. You nodded at him with a small smile. Before Josh left he stopped in the door though, turning around to look at Javi.

“I am watching you, Javier,” he said, pointing his finger before he left you alone.

You sighed.

“I like him,” Javi said and squeezed your shoulder.

The morning tours went by quickly, giving you no time to think about Javi being here too. That changed very quickly when he pulled you into an old storage room he had found on your way to your lunch break, pushing you against the closed door before he kissed you.

“Javi…” you mumbled against his lips, your fingers in his soft hair.

“You are so beautiful…” he hummed, kissing your jaw.

“Javi I only have a 30 minute lunch break…” you sighed and he looked at you.

“Can I… Can I have you for lunch?” he asked. You bit your lip.

“Really?”

He nodded before he kissed you again.

While this wasn’t how you imagined this day, you couldn’t deny that you wanted him. So much. He was… all you could think about.

“Okay…” you whispered and Javi smiled before he got down on his knees in front of you. You sucked your bottom lip in as he pulled one of your legs over his shoulder, kissing up your inner thigh. Suddenly you were very glad you chose a dress today.

“Javi…” you whispered, looking down at him, his eyes on you.

He hummed, playfully nibbling on your inner thigh, getting closer and closer to your by now drenched panties. He inhaled deeply, before he kissed your pussy over the fabric of your panties.

Slowly he pulled your panties to the side, the cold metall of the ring he always wore on his pinky making you shiver as it brushed over your heated skin.

Slowly his tongue dared out, licking slowly up your labia until his tongue dipped inside of you.

“You taste so good…” he moaned and you were sure you would draw blood if you continued to bite your lip.

“Javi please…” you whimpered and he smiled.

“Begging already? I haven’t even started…”

“Stop teasing me. We only have twenty minutes and I actually need to…” the rest of your words died on your lips as his closed around your clit and sucked.

“Fuck…” you moaned quietly, one of your hands coming to rest in Javi’s hair, your leg on his shoulder pulling him closer. He flicked his tongue over your clit. Two of his fingers spreading your pussy as he released your clit, his tongue dipping inside of you. One of his fingers circling your clit.

“Fuck… I’m gonna… Fuck I need your fingers…”

“How many?” he asked.

“Two.. Two fingers…”

Slowly he pushed them inside and you pulled at his hair, making him moan.

“Fuck… I’m so close… Javi…” you gasped, moving your hips. His tongue was back on your clit and it only took seconds for you to cum, your lips parted in a silent cry as he continued to lazily move his finger and tongue against you.

He slowly pulled his fingers from you and you caught him as he put them in his mouth, licking them clean.

“Fuck.. Javi…” you sighed and he smiled up at you. He pulled your panties back to cover you, before he put your leg off his shoulder and slowly came to stand in front of you. You pulled him in for a long kiss, moaning as you tasted yourself.

“Come on. You still need to eat some lunch,” he hummed with a grin and you rolled your eyes.

“What about you?” you whispered.

“Don’t worry about me. I got what I wanted,” he winked before he took your hand as he opened the door and walked out like nothing happened.

He brought you home after work, unfortunately not able to stay the night because of a business thing. He kept kissing you instead of leaving and you weren’t complaining.

“I want you to pack a bag for the weekend,” he mumbled against your lips.

“Oh?”

“I have a… little surprise.”

“What are you planning, Javi?”

He shook his head with a small smile.

“You are going to find out tomorrow,” he hummed, kissing you again. “I really have to leave,” he pouted and you kissed him again.

Finally he parted from you, squeezing your hands.

“Pack a bag,” he said again and you hesitantly nodded.

“I hate surprises,” you mumbled and his eyes softened.

“You should get used to them,” he winked before he walked out of your door.

#my fics #javi gutierrez #javi g x f!reader #Pedro pascal #fanficiton #fanfic #fan fiction #my fic

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dasturdlydangerousduck · 10 months

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A Proposed Darkwing Duck Celebrity Voice Cast

Part 2: The Muddlefoots

As we continue on our voice cast, we now head over to Darkwing Duck's more than annoying neighbors (at least in Drake's eyes) the Muddlefoots!! They might not play a terribly huge role in the story, and might be used as comic reliefs, but with some stellar performances, I think they can more than faithfully capture the original family that we love to see Drake hate!

Colleen O'Shaughnessey as Honker Muddlefoot

Starting with the most recognizable and important member of the Muddlefoot family, Honker! Honker is a young, shy, and bright young duck with a knack for helping out others when they are needed. Now a kid actor like Jacob Trembley could have been an ideal casting especially if we're gonna age up Gosalyn, but I don't really think he has the sort of nasally voice that we can achieve for Honker. So that's why I believe Coleen O'Shaughnessy (Sonic 2, Naruto, Danny Phantom) would be a pretty good choice. Even though she's more of a voice actor and not a huge A-List celebrity like other actors in Hollywood, she has the voice that can definitely capture the innocence and like-ability of Honker that you can't really replicate with a huge child star at least to my knowledge.

Just her Tails voice alone screams Honker energy.

Seth Rogan as Herb Muddlefoot

The next member of the Muddlefoots who we will tackle next is the patriarch of the household, Herb! He's a jolly yet slow-witted dad with a good heart, but ultimately a more than irritating trigger for Drake Mallard. Now this casting was quite inevitable, as if Darkwing Duck is going to be remade by Seth Rogan's team, then chances are, he's going to play a character in the film. I do think however that Herb would be the best choice for Rogan (Monsters Vs. Aliens, Sausage Party, Neighbors). He may be a little deeper than Cummings take on the character, but he honestly checks out in a lot of the areas that define Herb as a character. Now we can only imagine Herb laughing in Rogan's iconic laugh. That alone would definitely drive Drake mad.

This would be the closest Seth can get to Herb but he's got the goofy and annoying side to him.

Leslie Mann as Binkie Muddlefoot

Continuing on with the matriarch of the family, Binkie!! Just like Herb, she's a jolly, and infectiously sweet mother, that fulfills the stereotypical mother we usually see in sitcoms. Her voice is also a lot more higher pitched as a result and it would be very difficult to replicate what Susan Tolsky provided for her in the past. We need an actress that can try her best to sound as close to the original as possible, and I think that Leslie Mann (Funny People, Rio, This is 40) would be the best pick. I was almost going to cast Jennifer Tilly, but her voice was a little too sulky for the sweet sounding Binkie, and Leslie has that natural speaking voice that his pure and sweet. It's not a perfect match to Binkie's voice, but it's more than fine for what we need for the character in my opinion.

Just her natural speaking voice should be enough to portray Binkie.

Brady Noon as Tank Muddlefoot

And finally rounding out the Muddlefoot family, we have the stand out member of the family who acts as the unlikeable bully, Tank. He acts as the tough and brash kid and makes everyone's life around him miserable, whether it be with Gosalyn, Honker, or even the clearly adult Drake Mallard. We need an actor that can channel the most coldest bully voice ever, preferably an actor that is close to a teen. Thankfully we have an actor who I think can do just that, and we don't have to look that far considering he's been in a production with Rogan before. Brady Noon (Good Boys, The Mighty Ducks Show, TMNT Mutant Mayhem) has got the right voice we need for a bully like Tank, and with his deeper voice as Raphael in the new TMNT movie, we can definetely age him up in the best way!

Even if he's not a bully in this scene, the way he speaks just feels right for Tank.

It's not even out yet, but Brady's deeper voice can definetely fit Tank.

That concludes part 2!! The next part will tackle the members of Darkwing Duck's freelance agency S.H.U.S.H!! We'll look at J. Gander Hoover, Vladimir Gryzlikoff, Sara Bellum, and even Femme Appeal from the comics!!

Part 1 here!

#darkwing duck #ducktales #disney #disney afternoon #ducktales 17 #dwd #ducktales 2017 #dt17 launchpad #ducktales2017 #ducktales reboot #darkwing duck reboot #walt disney #fan cast #honker muddlefoot #herb muddlefoot

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I step out of my portal and immediatelly hide from any passer-bys. This dimension is definetely different from what I expected and gives me a strange sense of home, despite the looks as if I went back in time.

I see a gate in the distance. Probably the entrance to a kingdom of some sort? Whatever it is, it's probably more interesting than stay out in the forest like I currently am.

With that decision, I start changing my appearance to look more like a human in order to go unnoticed by the crowd. A long and wavy brown hair that reaches my hips and curls here and there from the thin strands, fair skin, dark brown down turned almond eyes and a simple green dress combined with a pair of brown boots.

Satisfied with my looks, I walk over to the gates and listen to the guards as they ask for my species.

"Deity." I answer with honesty.

I walk through the gates, doing my best to keep my excitement hidden as I walk around the city, wondering what to do first. I look at the castle beyond the houses and ask myself if that should be my first destination as I continue my exploration.

◢【🌌】 Nɪx.

Since she came into this dimension, a strange feeling covered her skin. It was like if she was a glass being poured with some kind of energy, like if someone beyond the sky was watching her. This brief sensation wasn’t enough to dull her curiosity towards this new universe, not even when she used her powers to change her appearance and felt the same feeling.

A pale man with a uniform and an armor asked for her species, however, when she tried to keep walking the guard grabbed her arm. “Where do you think you are going?”— Said the guard, who seemed upset. “Do you think you can just enter any places you want? We have rules lady, and if you want to go inside our kingdom you have to respect them.”

The guard called one of his comrades and when he approached them, the first made a request. “Go find the general, tell him we have a small problem here”. The second guard flew inside the kingdom while the first one started to read some papers. “I can’t smell or hear your blood, that means you are certainly not normal, but even if you are a deity you have to follow our law.” The guard seemed more calmed, the woman wasn’t aware of the strict kingdom she wanted to explore, nor was she aware of the fact that her powers were a bit different and maybe she couldn’t go back to her universe.

#◢【🌌】 nɪx #interaction #ask #cutelih #◢【“curiosity killed the deity”】#((ohhh she is trrrrouble))

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loneranger0369 · 11 months

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So... This is for those people, who keep saying "Ukraine should just give up!" or "Why is Ukraine even fighting?" or "Our Governments need more Money in the Country! Why should we send Ukraine anything?!"

All Countries most definetely need Money, due to the Pandemic that has led to a Recession in almost all Countries. That is true. People could protest and fight against their Government's Funding and Decisions.

BUT, Ukrainians fighting to defend their Country, is their Right!

So, if some Horrible people enter your House, unannounced, then kill your Parents and/or Grandparents, then rape one of your 2 Sisters and then want to continue that with your other Sister and you, then what would you do?

Would you not fight to save your Sister while trying to keep your unharmed Sister safe? Is that not correct?

Or should the Inhabitant(s) of the house be like "Wow! You invaded our House. That is great of you! Here are my Sisters. Please use them in whatever way you want. Then you could use me too. For, I am forever grateful to you, for invading my peaceful House."

You should see what is happening... Ukraine Soldiers are not only being killed, their body parts are being sold, to Russians. Skulls for Ashtrays and more...

This is not human...

And why would the Ukrainians blow up their own Cities and Dams? Why would they through that Action drown countless people and Animals?

Earlier, people were like "Wow. This is just a reversed image of another Attack in *a particular City* and they thought that we wouldn't find out. Lol"

Now people are like "The Ukrainians are doing it to themselves"

What is wrong with you guys?

Did you lose your Souls along the way? Did you lose all those Traits that make you human?

Why are you people being so selfish and acting without Sympathy and Empathy?

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libertastandem · 1 year

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Hello! Currently in love with Jigokuraku and found your blog through the tag. Your posts are like screaming what's in my mind, I could relate to your fangirling tbh lol. But I have some question in my mind, I don't know with whom should I discuss since I have no friend to talk about Jigokuraku 🥲

1. I read somewhere that Jigokuraku will have 13 episodes. Do you think it's long enough to compress all the things occured in the whole 127 chapters? Or are they going to be separated into several seasons?

2. Idk I have this feeling that Mappa would not show Yui's impact to Gabimaru that much in the anime and put more highlight in Gabimaru and Sagiri's dynamic? Because I haven't see much of Yui whenever they post any art on Jigokuraku official Twitter account. Most of it are our main characters. I know some studios who did whatever they wanted even if it's going astray from what's written in the manga. I experienced this with one of my fav. Anime where they dropped the MC's relationship with his canon couple and replaced it with their preferable ship as if it's canon, then it became very popular among the anime-only fans (I was really angry that some of them throw their hate towards this one female character because they think she ruined this popular ship). But hopefully they would animate it 100% based on the manga, I really fell for this simple romance between Gabimaru and Yui. Also, I don't want them to ruin Sagiri's melancholic side which is very adorable.

That's all from me. Sorry for my long writing and all the grammatical error. Nice to meet your blog, keep posting about Jigokuraku okay 🥰

Hi! 😊 Sorry for the late reply! I haven't been checking my notifications in the last few days. Thank you and yes, we can definetely discuss about Jigokuraku! I love this manga with all my heart!

To answer your questions...

1. I think there are going to be at least 2 seasons. Or rather, I think there SHOULD be at least 2 seasons. I think it would be great for the first one to end right when Mei appears but, considering the pacing of the anime so far, I think they're gonna end it before or when Lord Tensen have their meeting (I think it's in chapter 25 or 26?).

2. I 100% agree with you. I'm honestly satisfied with how Mappa is handling the relationships so far. I just hope they will continue in this way and not mess it up.

#jigokuraku #hell's paradise #yuji kaku

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brunettemermaid · 2 years

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While I was watching The Way We Were I couldn’t help but notice how the protagonists resemble Rory and Logan. Rory and Katie are studious and hard-working women. They get and appreciate academic recognition, they pursue their careers, defend their ideals and they take things seriously. Logan and Hubbell are both lively, popular, carefree, the life of the party and they don't take things seriously. The thing is, Hubbell flirted with Katie in college, he liked talking to her once in a while, he took her out dancing eg and she got her hopes up. Howewer, he had no intention of being with her, and they don’t meet again until years after...Every interaction of them while they were in college are so similar to Rory and Logan themselves in college. Rory caught Logan’s attention and he started to flirt with her, and invite her to parties to then not pay her attention. Later, both couples start dating, and the way they start dating is also a bit forced. Rory at first says that they can have a relationship with no strings attached but then she ends up telling Logan that she wants something serious and Logan takes it as an ultimatum and agrees. Katie practically has to beg Hubbell to have dinner with her. Already from this, I see a lot of imbalance, and I don’t think this is a goos start for a healthy relationship. I see both women having to grovel and beg them to be with them, they have to beg for the other’s love. I also see Logan and Hubbell agreeing to something they both clearly don’t really want. It’s definetely not a good start. Then, both Logan and Hubbell introduce Rory and Katie to their friends (Katie already knew them from college) Since the beginning, they are both so out of place and you can see how uncomfortable they are. Rory was incredibly shocked and embarrassed by how Logan’s friends treat marty, just like Katie is annoyed by Hubbell’s friends' jokes. Now, the real issue between this couples: How Logan and Hubbell tell Rory and Katie that they have to learn to loosen up, to not to be so serious, to smile and laugh more. And this is the real issue because they want their partner to change, and Rory and Katie want them to change too, more Katie than Rory I would say. And the thing is, nobody should change in order to be with someone. Later on, Hubbell breaks up with Katie due to their differences but Katie doesn’t want to so she calls Hubbell crying and saying something like I know I’m not your type, which he confirms when he comes by her house later on that night. That scene reminded me so much to Rory crying over Logan in the bathroom and asking why doesn’t he like her. Those two moments are so heartbraking, Rory and Katie who are so confident feel extremely insecure and little in those relationships and are willing to do anything to make themselves the perfect girlfriend for them. I really appreciate how Hubbells tells Katie that she doesn’t have to change, he just thinks they are not made for each other (she ends up going to california with him even though she loves new york so, she does end adapting to his world) Both relationships continue and there’s cheating involved in both of them. Both Logan and Hubbell cheat on Rory and Katie with women who are more “their type” and not as “complicated” as Rory and Katie are for them....Eventually, both relationships end (I’m talking here about AYITL cause it was the ending Amy Sherman Palladino wrote) because the main problem is still there. They don’t understand each other, they want different things, they have different ways of looking at life and they just don’t accept the other completely.

#rogan #gilmore girls #rory gilmore #logan huntzberger #this is not really anti rogan this are just facts and things I connected by watching this relationships develop #rory x logan

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penguin--person · 2 months

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for the oc question

1 and Alík, 5 and Nastya, 6 and Nina?

or any other oc you think would be more interesting to answer for! Ehe

abubu 🫡!!!

1.What motivates your character? i thinkkk . in simple terms. the possibility of a better future. in the facility she doesnt really, like... its not really her choice to continue on, is it? she lashes out at the scientists when it gets too much out of fear, out of a sense of self preservation. when she gets out she keeps going motivated by new possibilities, i guess!!! when she gets friendly w the gang they motivate her:) to get better control of her wolfness (umm um to varying degrees of success. like owouldnt it be fucked up if she ate one of them Who said that ❓) and to live on healthy and stay swagging 💥💥to enjoy this awesome time as much as possible. a bunch of things i guess.

but in Actual simple terms id say. in facility, the possibility of a better future, that this shitty time will one day end. after escaping joy for the unknown. after meeting the gang fun times and love

5. Is your character more of a family or friends person? oh nastya is definetely a friends person. her parents are neglectful and dont care for her in the way that they should - they dont want her to get caught and sent to the facility, they keep a head over her shoulders, feed her, they dont beat or yell at her - which are all things that a parent should do !! like. thats just basic stuff. im not congratulating them on this. theyre doing the bare minimum. theyre neglectful emotionally and it messes nastya up 💥💥💥they dont ever really talk to her about her mutation. they dont really know the extent of her mutation and they odnt want to know.

she doesnt have many friends ever really.. on account of being a bully in a really lame way. she sucks. but !! teehee .. in an au !! she meets my friends ocs (zhenya and dasha and roma @/tarot-the-silly) and she does kinda care for them, in her own way !! she meets zhenya at the facility and i loeve their dynamic theyre just silly. she, as you may recall, dates dasha in a normal way and her dynamic with roma is uhmmm to be discussed. they hang out via dasha probs. she doesnt really have any other friends ever. its sad! shes a loser but she still deserves love. SHE ALSO HAS A CAT!!!

a calico named mishka:) if nastya had to choose between her parents, dasha roma zhenya, and mishka, she'd choose mishka - but if kitty wasnt there shed choose her friends by a mile lol

6. What, if anything, sticks out about their appearance? her sickly swag 💥💥💥 shes got that pale complexion those baby blue eyes that hair that falls out. the victorian sleeping gowns the facility gives her bc she looks cool in them. she looks like a ghost 💥💥shes got veins more visible too but ive never rly gotten a chance to draw them ... the alíkkkk

#nastyacore #alikcore #artyomcore #ask #nonymous #So many tags wowie #thank ou for the ask 💥💥💥

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fashionablejelly · 4 months

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Unconcsious search for symbolism vs. choices having consiquences

Yes, I am trying to post it since last saturday

(Is it true that in Lviv schoolchildren lined up in the shape of a swastika on Hitler’s birthday?)

Many Russians found this image in this context in spring of 2022 on Twitter, Telegram and VK.

The link I attached to translation will take you to the rebuttal of the posts. There you can find that these are not schoolchildren, not in Lviv, not on Hitler's birthday, and it happened a long time ago. Moreover, if you look at the photo for more than 2 seconds, you will see that this is not a swastika, but very stupid decision to make a sharp-angled 55.

Unfortunately, my first encounter with the image and the context was not on the Internet where you know you should believe nobody.

Storytime: my dad, who works in subsidiary of Gazprom, got an invitation to a conference for the workers on the topic of world history. He did not have time to go, so he invited me, mentioning that there will be some discussion of "Ukranian special operation". I knew what that meant: state-owned company will talk about the war, they will try to justify it in all ways possible. But I thought that I need to hear arguments from both sides, so I went to this conference.

And then I learned that arguments from this side of the argument is A STREAM OF UTTER BULLSHIT LIKE THIS STUPID IMAGE "Oh look, schoolchildren are in a form of swastika. And you say that there is no nazism in Ukrane?" WTF?! OPEN YOUR EYES, NATASHA! YOU HAVE BEEN USING THIS FUCKING IMAGE AS AN ARGUMENT FOR ALL DAY OF CONFERENCES TODAY AND NEVER SAW THAT IT'S NOT EVEN A SWASTIKA??!

I wanted to say something in the end, but she chose to emotionally manipulate to finish up this circus, and put a video of Russian kids talking about their dead fathers, who went to the Ukranian war, and started crying herself as well. So it was a little awkward to say "Um, sorry, but this is 55", shy little me in 2022 couldn't do it (I think me from the present could)

When I think of this propaganda conference, I remember a term 'the firehose of falsehood' which which Wikipedia kindly defines as

"a propaganda technique in which a large number of messages are broadcast rapidly, repetitively, and continuously over multiple channels (such as news and social media) without regard for truth or consistency."

This conference did not attempt to be truthful or consistant (for example, the video with crying children was really an argument for the war to end, but other arguments were pro-war). The content of the conference was high-volume (there was a lot of images, maps, and "nazi" passages from Ukranian student books). And if we put the posts and the conference under one umbrella of propaganda, then it is multichannel, rapid and repetitive to fit the definition.

This technique is so stupid, I wrote an essay on it in WTAI (beloved object who? I hate mine), so I won't write it here again. But the lecture with Maxime and Devin's stories made me imagine, what if this kind of shape was tattooed on someone.

All this preface (I needed to share this story) leads to three unfinished thoughts about this beatiful photoshop I made.

Soo, this tattoo is definetely a chooice... The person would have to think that he will be living in society, where people look for symbolism and have bad eyesight

From one side, tattoo is only about a person tattooed. But actions have consiquences: an ensamble of getting this tattoo and showing it to people will provoke negative reactions. But if you do not have one or the other - people do not care.

And getting back to this picture. Can we say that the people in the photo and their organisator unknowingly became ambassadors of the propaganda? Yes, they do not talk, but their bodies (kinda) justify the propaganda's argument, without them there would not be the argument.

#fashionandphilosophy

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extremelyblackandwhite · 3 years

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ascendance - 04

PAIRING: mob!bucky barnes x reader

WARNINGS: abduction, age gap (reader is 23, bucky is 37)

A/N: hello!! i hope you enjoy this new chapter as i dive more into bucky’s past. italics in this work symbolise a flashback in case anyone’s confused. hope you enjoy it xx

> NEXT CHAPTER | MASTERLIST

The entrance hall of the Barnes household was pilled up with people. Between his mum barking orders left to right and caterers bringing food in and out, the once silent room turned into a busy crossroads which meant James had retreated back to his room. He was sat down in his bed, cashmere black suit on and hair pushed back, Dead Souls opened on top his legs. He was lost in between the small black letters printed on the yellowing paper, so lost that the sound of his window opening went by him until a loud thump woke him up from his literary daze. Bucky looked up to see his younger sister, sat on the floor of his bedroom by the window with her dress partially on and hair messy due to the windy weather outside. He sighed, closing his book and putting it off to the side.

- Can’t you climb into your own bedroom? - Bucky got up from bed, leaning down to help her back onto her feet.

- Yours is closer. - she brushed the dirt off her baby pink dress picked by their mother. - Shouldn’t you be downstairs?

- Shouldn’t you be in your bedroom?

- Touche. - she pointed. - Can you not tell mum? She’ll freak out if she discovers that I went out on dad’s big day.

- Go on, I’ll keep mum occupied while you sort out that bird’s nest hair.

- Thank you! - she smiled, giving him a short hug. - What am I gonna do when you go to Princeton? Who’s gonna cover for me?

- I guess you’ll just have to form an alliance with the maids.

Y/N and Bucky were silent, barely speaking to each other if even looking into each other’s eyes. She merely remained there in her operatic costume, the corset doing the best of jobs at enhancing her female features and almost making her look like a femme fatale out of a classical movie in rich red and green fabrics decorated with what he guessed where heavy metal gold pieces resembling precious jewels and golden rings. He did not know which production they were putting on, he hadn’t even heard her sing before but she looked like she belonged in that stage, like she would have been showered in praise the moment the spotlight grazed her.

She paced around the living room not exactly sure what to do, the beads which made up her skirt and would suddenly peak to show her legs making a slight rustling noise as her eyes studied the book shelf which was filled with tons and tons of books from the classics to mere economy books. Maybe she could read them whenever the tension between of them wasn’t so apparent. She couldn’t help but sometimes look at the badly fixed window and wonder if she could make it, maybe when he wasn’t looking, maybe when he was sleeping yet looking at him; tall, muscular, fast, definetely much stronger than her, she knew that even if she managed to get outside, he would easily get her back. Her mind battled her positive side as she wondered if this was it, if this was home now. Suddenly, her old flat no longer seemed old and she would give everything away if only she could go back, back to being told to do errands that really did not concern her, to stepping on bobby pins laid on the ground, to way too strong makeup which looked ridiculous in proper daylight. She would give everything, if she could go back to what her life had been.

The man whose name he hadn’t even dignified himself to tell her yet was sat on one of the high chairs by the kitchen with his eyes trained on her. She briskly turned around, arms crossed under her chest with an almost child like pout of someone who had just been punished. In reality, I’m the one who’s being punished here, he thought to himself.

- You could tell me your name. - she said, not looking into his eyes, instead rubbing her worn out ballet shoes against his hard floor.

- You don’t need to know my name. - he was quiet yet imposing. Y/N could not deny he seemed to have a strong presence despite barely raising his voice. It was almost magnetic as if he was made to be looked at, yet she felt he didn’t want to be seen.

- What if I need to call out for you?

- I would know. There’s no one else here, is it?

Y/N did not reply to this, instead rolling her eyes and sitting down on the couch. There was not much to do in the small one bedroom apartment other than pace around, eat and watch television. Her hand flew over to the remote, pointing it at the TV to turn it on which opened on the news channel. She guessed this was the way she had of now knowing what was happening outside the four walls she was being held captive in. There wasn’t much happening and even if it was, all the local news could talk about was about the upcoming mayoral election. It was a circus with advertisements and rumours flying around about each and every candidate and while it was almost painfully enjoyable to see men over thirty acting like gossip mean girls in school, everyone knew who was gonna win.

She’d always been told that behind every great man, there’s a great woman and in this particular election it couldn’t be anymore true. The favourite candidate to win, Robert Moore, also known as Bobbie, was married to an senator’s daughter but not just any senator, Senator Barnes. She was too young to remember his policies or even his public persona, yet from what she knew, he had been a very well liked and well respected Senator, coming from a prominent family and building an even more prominent family. Being married to Rebecca Barnes, now Rebecca Barnes-Moore, was a one way ticket to a good career in politics. The two stood in the television screen, side by side in an almost JFK and Jackie Kennedy fashion with sunny smiles looking like the picture perfect Americana couple. It seemed all his ads showed him, his wife and their new born baby. High school sweethearts, it seemed.

- Are you gonna watch that the whole day? - she turned her head around, looking at his annoyed expression, whiskey glass in hand.

- They look good together.

- It’s a circus. - he snickered, sitting by her side.

- What are you? An anarchist? - those words flew out of her mouth without any filter, mostly out of nuisance. - Her father was a great politician and he is young and likeable.

- Young and likeable ... sounds like great political traits.

- What do you know about politics?

- What do you know about politics? Do they have a crash course in politics at whatever company you were in?

She rolled her eyes, turning the volume up to listen to the broadcaster tell the love story of the future mayor and his wife. Her face softened as she heard what was probably a highly modified version of the actual truth yet she couldn’t help but slightly smile at the idea of it. They seemed in love and as someone who had a degree in pretending to be in love while singing, it warmed her heart to see it. She liked that idea, the idea of Ms and Mrs Americana, the idea of having someone to lean in. Well, she liked the idea of someone. Sure, maybe the man whose name she still didn’t know and was starting to believe was never going to learn was right, it was a circus, all elections are but she couldn’t help but be pulled by the myth of it, by the we against the world mentality no matter how morally wrong it was.

She continued to watch the coverage of the election run as the man next to her got up from the couch to pick up a phone call. Her hearing slightly moved towards what he was doing, mind always thinking of escaping but even though he was talking on the phone, his gaze was trained of her as if she were his prey. He mumbled something on the phone before turning it off and moving his eyes to text someone yet after that his eyes were on her once more.

- Try not to escape for the next hour.

- Do you have a nameless anarchy convention to attend?

- Billy is coming to watch over you. No funny business.

- Will. - she corrected him. - He doesn’t like being called Billy.

- As long as you don’t pull a mission impossible on him, I will call him whatever you want.

Will didn’t take long to arrive, dressed in a tennis-like outfit as if he had been pulled away from tennis which sounded like something he’d do. Bucky exchanged a few words with him before leaving the two of them together. He trusted Billy, or Will, was smart enough not to let her escape or run away. God, he didn’t even want to think about what John would do to him if she escaped, much less what he would do to her if she escaped. He made his drive to John’s condo in fifth avenue, parking his bike somewhere before making his way up. The condo was always weirdly filled with chatter talk yet he could see no people, it was as if the ghosts of the people he had taken out followed him in his own home and Bucky couldn’t say he pitied him. After all, he had his own ghosts too.

He looked into John’s office where he was sat in the couch, the coverage of the election run on the television on low volume. John’s eyes immediately found Bucky’s figure looming at the entrance, never really entering, just standing behind the line which separated the hall from the office.

- How’s the roomie? - he motioned his hand for him to come in. - Still pretty?

- What do you need?

- I just got an invitation to a fundraiser. Zemo’s going so I want you to go.

- I can’t, I have her to watch over Y/N. She’s not very keen on remaining in the flat.

- Chain her up for all I care. It’s in two weeks and I’ll be damned if I’m there by myself with Zemo. Besides it’s your sister’s fundraiser, I always love to see Rebecca.

- She’s not gonna be there. - his jaw locked. - A fundraiser for the mob? It’s mostly free alcohol and networking with them not showing up.

- Maybe you should bring your roomie. She’s pretty and if anything I’m sure she can sing and if not maybe she can entertain in another form.

- The NYPD is probably looking for her, it’s not wise ...

- Do you make the rules? - John interrupted him, leaning against the couch with arms crossed. - You seem to have forgotten who makes the rules, soldat.

- I just don’t think ...

- You don’t think. - he interrupted him once more. - This election is important and since I do not have the right person here to get ahead, I will make do with what we have. I don’t give a fuck about what you do when you’re at your flat but she is mine. She is my get out of jail card. Are we clear, soldat?

- Yes.

- You can go now. - he dismissed him. Bucky turned around, eyes open wide yet emotionless face as if he were disconnected from his own consciousness. He guessed it was for the best to remain disconnected, to not know what was going on.

He drove himself back home, standing alone at night looking at his flat; the window still broken while the lights were flickering. He thought about running off, starting his bike and running off into the night and just drive until the tank was empty but he couldn’t. He had strings, strings which kept him tied to where he was right now. He guessed that now she was another string keeping him here.

Bucky sighed as he walked back to his flat, opening the door to a rather serene sight. Will was by the kitchen watching the football game while Y/N was laid across the couch, book in hand which he recognised as one of his old ones. Her hair was different, she probably had taken off her wig and for the first time since those few minutes in the costume room. It looked soft, framing her face and getting in front of her eyes as she herself got lost in the room. Will excused himself, leaving just as he noticed Bucky before he could be yelled at by using his television. Yet again, Y/N and Bucky were alone in that small flat. She looked up from the book and at him before returning to read.

He left her with the book, walking to his bedroom which was probably now more hers than his to grab one of trousers and hoodies before returning back to the living room. Still reading. At least she wasn’t trying to break any more windows. He put the hoodie and trousers by her side, turning off the television as more screams for the football match came through.

- You can change into those. - he pointed at the clothing, getting her attention as she closed the book. - Those beads can’t be comfortable.

- Oh

- The bathroom’s there. - he pointed at one of the few doors in the flat. - You can shower too, there’s towels.

- Thank you. - she grabbed the things he had put out for her before leaving him in the living room by himself.

And then it was just him once more, alone, tied to this city which screamed everyone’s name but his.

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letstalkabouttvshows · 3 years

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The long overdue Malex reunion , here some of my thoughts (it might get a bit long, but well, what can you do?🤷🏻‍♀️)

Was I surprised with the amount of progress we got in 3x08? Yes. Did I think the writers would deliver this Malex perfection? Not at all. At least not right now.

Did it make sense though? YES 👏🏻 A 👏🏻THOUSAND👏🏻 TIMES 👏🏻 YES 👏🏻

Here's the main reason: Roswell NM uses A LOT the off screen, fill in the blanks trick.

It has been that way since season 1. So much so that when I started binging the show, one of my first thoughts was: "They sure like to make the audience assume a lot instead of showing it"

Is this a bad thing? Overall, no. Especially when done it right.

Do I believe RNM should ease a bit on let the viewers fill the blank spaces thing? Yes. I think they should.

We are seeing right now how can it go wrong with the lack of mentioning Kyle, for instance. 💔

It just would be better for us, viewers, if there was a nod or something, and not just "ah ok, I'm assuming they all know already where's Kyle". Because people can assume right or wrong and that's where trouble lives.

Again, season 3 is so much better than the previous two when it comes to storytelling. They are fixing the mistakes of season 2 and they are delivering a main arc story that gets us hooked. Bravo! 🌟 To me, they are finally living up to the potential of the show!

But again, fill in the blanks is a thing with them.

So, when it comes to Malex being back, we have to see their story as a whole, since season 1 and not just the events of season 3.

It's everything that happened between them until now.

Luckily for us, the fill in the blanks exercise is much easier to do and to be convinced by it because:

Vlamis and Tyler understood the assignment

Props, props to them. The chemistry between these two is absurd. It's organic, they play off each other so very well and it shows ever since 1x01. Chef's chef's kiss 😘

Michael and Tyler clearly love these characters and love the story they carry. They are invested in telling it right and they do it effortlessly.

Malex doesn't need to have a single line of dialogue and we still can sense their deep love for each other.

To have this kinda of dynamic in a show it's gold. A story can be well written but can reach another level depending who is portraying it. It can be so much more, for the best.

RNM was perfect on the cast of the cosmic not-so-idiots-anymore love story.

If Malex is the fan favorite duo it is, it's because Vlamis and Tyler delivered and keep delivering on each episode.

So everything about 3x08 was a culmination of fill in the blanks, the narrative of 3 and a half seasons and everything in between.

>>>Malex wasn't rushed<<<

These two characters have been in love for 12-13 years.

They genuinely, sincerely, with all they have love each other despite all the chaos surrounding them.

They've tried to run away from it, tried to move on from it, and they still ended up heading towards the other.

Michael is in love with Alex. Always has been, always will. Alex is in love with Michael. Always has been, always will.

That's just the way it is in this little alien story. 👽

Alex poured his heart into a song because he has never been able to say the words. "Wish I found the words when we were 17".

Michael heard the lyrics but walked away because he still was a few steps behind Alex. Not in terms of love, but in terms of moving on from trauma. "Alex is past that. He's past you. He's past me" 💔💔💔

So season 3 begins.

A year has gone by and Michael was hopeful to see Alex again. He didn't walk away in 2x13 because he didn't want to be with Alex, but because he did. Alex, on the other hand, was trying to move forward since Michael left.

For these two cosmic idiots with no communication skills whatsoever, Malex was officially just friends. With tons of baggage, but just that.

The sadness in Michael's eyes when he saw Alex at the bus station with somebody else. 💔

Then, Forrest presented two options for Alex. Walk away from crazy discoveries or stay and go deep into DS. The minute Alex said "aliens?" We knew Alex reasoning behind the question.

He definetely would choose finding out more about the aliens his family was obsessed with. And he did make that choice. Because that choice ultimately meant and revealed he was not ready to walk away from Michael.

Michael, in the chaos of clones and family lineage, went to see Alex in 3x03 and harsh truths were delivered by Alex but, again, it was everything Michael needed to hear.

Even though we could see Alex was trying to hold his own when it came to Michael, in the end of harsh sincerity, he could not resist to say: "wait". And then, he gave Michael the push to progress.

They stayed apart, figuring their own things out. 6 and 3/4 episodes apart.

After a few days in Roswell time, their paths crossed again. Turned out they were working the same case, kinda.

And then 3x08 hit 🔥

They have been apart for most of the first half of the season and with two interactions full of tension. But the story that led up to 3x08 put things in perspective.

And Alex was the one to see it.

If 3x08 taught us something, it's that Alex Manes can put his emotions aside and see things with analytical skills.

With a psycho alien dictator on the loose and with an emotional connection to his cosmic cowboy idiot, Alex needed to step up to handle hot headed Michael and make sure he was safe.

He saw that if he kept defensive, Michael would too.

So, he let his guard down and told the truth. About DS and about why he joined. He knew Michael would listen if he was sincere.

"I did it for you. A world where you feel safe is not gonna built itself. So I had to try. For us".

Here is two people that know they love each other but they just don't talk about it.

He then used some words again when he had to make sure Michael wasn't going to let his emotions get the best of him.

You could see in Alex's face when he looked at Michael right before sharing the story of how he injured his leg that he had to share that one to make sure Michael would listen.

"I lost a piece of me in many ways [...] Guerin, you are the one piece I can't go through life without".

For somebody who could not find the words for so long, Alex finally found them 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

And then, he continued to do so when they were at the Pony, being open and honest about the machine and DS.

>>>1/2 cosmic idiot full circle complete<<

Now onto Michael.

We've seen Michael take huge steps to become better at living and not just being a pit of anger and trauma issues.

It started with "breaking old patterns", for a second went to self loathing again, and then took a whole force with "You decide who you are. If you give up, it's on you".

Michael listened to Alex and decided to be better for "the people that matter". It's not a head scratch to assume along the list of important people that Alex was on the top of it.

We saw Michael on a mission.

Apologizing to Rosa "I didn't think I should have a life if Rosa ortecho didn't". "Maybe there's hope for me too". Protecting Kyle. Working to keep everyone safe.

Michael grew.

And then, he found out Alex hadn't give up on them. He got to see Alex be vulnerable. He got to hear how Alex loves him still.

For a full day there, he didn't have to be defensive because Alex wasn't being it. Michael followed Alex's lead and didn't let his emotions take over him. He followed the plan. He trusted.

Thoroughout 3x08 we saw Michael be better for the person on top of his list.

With defensiveness aside, all Malex moments were gold and everything it should be.

But their last scene, at the Pony, was the culmination of it all. Of the weight of their story, of their growing and their time apart.

At the table, both Alex and Michael found common ground by being clear, honest and by compromising for each other out of their feelings for one another.

Alex by then had brought all his walls downs. His smiles and lightness said it all. Michael saw it. And Michael, well Michael, finally chose talking instead of assuming, accept help instead of rejecting it, work together instead of doing alone.

"Maybe it is". "I completely get it". "One mission at a time". "I'm looking forward to it".

But the last scene though, was them coming together and turning the page with a kiss that was as intense as it was soft, sweet, tender and full of longing.

They went cosmic ... again!

With "I'm confused, though. What mission are you working in right now?", Michael made his move.

He stood up, took his hat off and kissed the love of his life to make it clear that he was fighting for them too. With no room to question who has his heart.

>>> 1/2 of cosmic idiot full circle complete<<<

With sighs of wonder and smiles of relief, Malex turned a chapter in their cosmic story. 💜🌌👽🌟

And it made an universe of sense.

#Malex #Roswell New Mexico #Roswell NM #Alex Manes #Michael Guerin #3x08 #RNM

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i read your first request and it’s AMAZING!! i loved it soo much, so i was wondering if you could write smth where y/n is dracos gf - they meet in his dorm room after class, but one day she’s super late and acting really weird, draco doesn’t bother, tries to comfort her, and maybe get a lil steamy, but she doesn’t want to.. he then discovers scaring on her hand, and she tells him that crabble sent her to umbridge for doing smth bad.. you can decide on the plot, those are just some ideas! xx

engraved | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x slytherin!reader

word count: 3,0k

summary: where y/n's visit to the new headmistress leads to a heated argument with draco

a/n: thank you very much for your kind words and for requesting, i really hope that you like it <3

warnings: a little steamy, angst, mentions of blood

universe: harry potter

Trying to hold back the tears, you run down the sparse torch-lit corridors of Hogwarts, your footsteps echoing from the thick stone walls around you creating the only other sound besides your soft sobs. You press your left hand against your chest while you burst into the closest girls' bathroom, which is completely empty at this time, especially since Dolores Umbridge is in charge of the rules here.

It has been less than a month since she crept into school as the new headmistress and everything is already upside down. Students are allowed to walk around at a certain time only, detours between lessons are not acceptable at all, couples are almost no longer allowed to exist and actually, just all kind of fun and joy at Hogwarts has been extingusihed by her rules.

However, worst of all are the punishments for breaking any of Umbridge's thousand rules. Recently she has founded the so-called Inquisitorial Squad, a select group of students who help her to locate every kind of violations happening around the school. They sneak around the hallways on their hourly tours at night and report every so tiny thing to their new boss immediately. Most of these students are, of course, Slytherin's. Your boyfriend Draco was also offered to become a part of this squad, which he gladly accepted and was named its leader. You exactly know how perfect Draco fits into the role of the bad and ruthless leader, but still, you weren't very happy about it. After all, this woman is currently destroying your second home and he is helping her in a certain way.

Being the girlfriend of the Inquisitorial Squad's leader made you think that nothing can harm you, but oh, you were terribly wrong. Usually by this time in the early evening after your last course in Transfiguration you would already be in Draco's prefect dorm room, cuddling on his bed and just talking about your day. Because of the new established rules, you have to sneak into his room, trying to not get caught, but so far it has not been a very big problem. Even if someone of the other Slytherin's catches you, they will be far too scared of Draco to report it. But unfortunately everything took a different turn today.

During your Transfiguration lesson you had to admit that you forgot to do your homework, something that doesn't happen often but the current situation in Hogwarts burdens everyone, even the teachers, and on top of that you also came too late. Not that McGonagall was mad at you or anything, you are one of her best students after all, and a simple warning that it should not happen again was enough punishment in her opinion. Unluckily for you, Vincent Crabbe, one of your boyfriend's goons, is also in your class. And he definetely takes his job as an inquisitor a little too serious.

When you wanted to get out of the classroom, he suddenly got in your way and blocked it, waiting for everyone else to leave. At first you thought he was just trying to be funny again, you have never had a problem with each other in the first place. But apparently Crabbe prefers to receive an award from Umbridge to your friendship and the fact that you are in the same house didn't stop him in deducting twenty house points from his own house because you broke two rules. You never expected him to have a big brain, but that he even dragged you into Umbridge's office afterwards just because you forgot your homework in a class she is not even a part of, was even too stupid for a Vincent Crabbe.

And only then did it get really bad.

A tear has now found its way down your cheek, but you hastily wipe it away and run to the sinks in the girls' bathroom. You quickly turn on the faucet and hold your reddened, throbbing hand under the ice-cold water, your lips escapes a painful gasp. You squeeze your eyes shut at the pain and let the water run down your skin, hoping to soothen your aching flesh. What Umbridge did to you can no longer be considered a punishment, it was more of a torture.

As soon as Crabbe rudely pushed you into her disgusting pink office, he immediately received his desired reward and left you alone with this monster of a woman. This disgusting woman greeted you with a fake cunning smile and asked you to sit on one of the chairs at her table, the cats trapped in the pictures on every inch of the wall meowing in your ear. First you resisted against her request but soon realized that discussions with her are of no use and sat down after all.

With that peculiar high tone of hers, she handed you a black quill and then asked you to write 'I must not be late' onto the parchment until you memorize it. She also told you that you won't need any ink. With an annoyed roll of your eyes you straightend up your position, put the tip of the quill onto the paper and started writing. Not even spelling out the sentence one time, you felt a sharp pain on the back of your hand with every further letter you wrote down. As you took a look at your hand you noticed the exact words you just wrote were engraved on your skin.

Shocked, you glanced at Umbridge, but she just stood their with a smile on her face, shaking her head and shrugging. You figured out that the ink was made from your own blood and also that every word would only hurt more. And that is exactly what it did. She must have let you write that one single sentence down over fifthy times before she was sure you had learned your lesson.

You yourself didn't really care if you did, all you wanted to do was to get out of that hell as soon as possible. And now you are here, standing in absolute pain in front of an already broken mirror in a cold bathroom.

You have to blink a few times while looking up at the ceiling to hold back your tears and then you look at your injured hand again. You pull it out from under the running water for a moment, only to see that you are still able to perfectly read the words. The cold water did not really ease the pain, it almost feels like it has gotten worse. You lightly touch the reddend, blood smeared skin around the actual wound with your fingertip and just at the slightest touch you flinch and pull your hand back.

You don't know how long you stood there and held your hand under the water as suddenly a thought pops up in your mind: Draco. If he finds out about what happened, he will be furious. Also, he is probably already waiting for you for two hours, not that it is unusual for you to be late to your daily meetings with your boyfriend, you always get caught up by some work for school, but you never needed this long before. Is he already looking for you?

Without waisting another thought, you close the tap again, dry your hand very gently and then go out of the girls' bathroom, always careful not to run into the next squad member's arms and get sent back to the devil itself. Fortunately, you manage to find your way to the common room without getting caught, only once imagining that you heard Mrs. Norris. After you have said the password successfully, you enter the, luckily, empty room.

You quickly make your way to Draco's prefect dorm room, pulling the sleeve of your cloak - or as you have just noticed because of the large size, Draco's cloak - over your wounded hand so that it remains hidden. All you want is to be hugged now and comforted by him and not that he gets upset and angry and probably storm to Umbridge's office right away. Softly, you knock on the door and take in a deep breath, before it is opened vigorously.

Immediately you are pulled into the room, the door behind you is closed, even locked, and you get pressed against it with your back. In front of you is none other than your incredibly handsome boyfriend whose eyes seek eye contact with you in an instant. "Where were you?", Draco asks in a calm voice, gently stroking his fingertips over your cheeks to your chin, causing goosebumps to spread all over your body.

"I-I was held in Transfiguration. I had to catch up on some tasks and I forgot the time. I'm sorry, Draco", you lie into his face, really not wanting to tell him anything about what happend. "You made me wait a long time for you today, are you aware of that, darling?", he reminds you with a cheeky grin, his face slowly coming closer to yours. You know exactly what that look, that expression in his suddenly darker eyes means. He moves the hand that is not under your chin over your side and lets it stay on your hip. "But that is no problem, love. We still have enough time.."

With these words he then connects your lips into a hungry kiss, pressing you more against the door to his room. His hand on your hip squeezes you harder and he runs his other hand down to your neck. His firm grip makes you gasp, only earning a deep chuckle from the platinum haired boy.

For this brief moment in which he caught you off guard by slamming his lips onto yours, you had forgotten everything around you, but it did not last long and suddenly all the experiences come back into your head. Not wanting to continue this, you put your hands on his chest, trying to push him away from you but you only manage to break the kiss, which does not please him at all.

"I'm really not in the mood today, Draco", you explain, hoping that he will understand, like he usually does. "You will be, just wait and see", he winks playfully, absolutely not noticing the seriousness in your voice. Before you can say anything you only see the corners of his mouth curl up and next thing you know is he's attacking your neck, sucking and nibbling at that specific spot behind your ear.

Because of the actually pleasing feeling, you put more pressure on Draco's upper arms, which you are now unintentionally holding onto. "D-Draco", you softly whimper as he takes off your green tie and starts unbuttoning your white blouse, his rough kisses slowly wandering to your collarbone. "Please, Draco, stop", you manage to bring out, clearer than previously, but he ignores your request and just continues with what he is doing.

"We both know that you don't want me to stop", Draco whispers in your ear and connects your lips again, this time even rougher, not giving you the opportunity to say anything. It takes you a few seconds until you, in fact, try to relax under his touch and let yourself go, tilting your head to one side so he has even more access to the sensitive skin on your neck, which is already bluish.

But you just can't. You can't force yourself to do this after the horrifying encounter with Umbridge.

With a strong, forceful push you manage to shove Draco away from you ungently, a shocked and kind of annoyed expression plastered upon his face. "I said stop, Draco!", you practically scream at him, his forehead furrowed as the tears well back into your eyes. You want to pass him and go to his bed, but he quickly grabs your wrist and stops you. Immediately you harshly swat your hand away.

"Let me go and just leave me alone! You are always so insensitive!", you yell at him again, the emotions taking over your actions, but this time the tears find their way down your cheeks and only now Draco notices your change of appearance, how puffy your cheeks are and how your eyes are swollen and bloodshot, as if you had already cried before coming to his room.

Crying, you lie down on his bed, facing the wall so that your back is facing him. Draco frowns for a moment when he sees your devastated figure trembling from your heavy sobs. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your crying, but that only makes it worse. You can feel the mattress sink down beneath you as Draco lies down beside you, not touching you in the slightest.

A few minutes pass in which noone speaks, only your crying can be heard throughout the silence of the room. Your desperate attempts to calm yourself down and wipe away your recurring tears fails dramatically. Draco, on the other hand, lies next to you motionless, his head propped up on his elbow. If there is one thing in this entire traumatic enough world that he hates the most, it definetely is seeing you, the love of his life, his soulmate, cry. He would love to punch himself for not noticing how bad you are feeling sooner. Feelings of guilt start to plague him and he doesn't know what to do, if you even want to be touched by him anymore, especially in this fragile state.

Nevertheless, Draco finally decides to approach you slowly by stroking your hair gently and carefully to not scare you. He just wants to show you that he is here for you, that he is by your side, even if you may not feel like talking right now. When he notices that you are not resisting his touch, he runs his fingertips over your arm, trying to comfort you somehow without it being too much. And when you don't fight against that either, Draco suddenly wraps his arms around your still shaking body from behind and presses you tightly against him.

"Please don't cry, sweetheart", he softly whispers into your ear, lifting his head so he gets a glimpse of your face from the side. "Please stop..", he almost begs and feels tears pricking in his own eyes now as well. He has seen you cry a few times already, but never this much. It breaks his heart. "I'm here for you, angel."

In his strong and protective arms, tightly secured around your waist, you finally manage to calm down at least a little bit and turn around to face him. You don't dare to look at him with your probably disfigured face from all the crying, but Draco has other plans. He puts a hand on your cheek, guiding your face up to make you look at him. In your shiny, pain-ridden eyes, he is trying to find an answer to your condition, not wanting to pressure you to tell him if you don't want to.

"D-Draco", you stutter out between your sobs. "Shh..", he hushs you softly, his left hand stroking up and down your side in order to comfort you. "Take it easy, okay? Breathe in deeply. Whatever happened, I'm here for you. I protect you. Always."

Knowingly, you nod and wipe away some tears again, Draco helping you with his thumb. When you let your hand drop again, he catches your hand in his gently and wants to intertwine your fingers as his gaze falls on the still reddened wound on the back of your hand. His eyes widen as he sees the wound consisting of words painfully engraved into your skin. His mouth opens in pure shock. "What is that? Who did this to you, Y/N?!"

With a sad gasp you quickly pull your hand away, the expression on his face immediately falling since you are avoiding his touch and don't trust him with this. Only at seeing your scared face Draco notices that his last words became a bit louder and he is quick to pull you into a comforting hug again. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to scare you", he apologizes and places a kiss on your hair. "You know that you can tell me everything, Y/N. But if you don't want to, then at least show me your injury again please."

Silently, you escape his grip and lift your hand for him to see. He carefully examines the back of your hand, looking into your eyes here and then to see if his touch hurts. "U-Umbridge", you sob while he is still busy viewing your wound. At your words he raises an eyebrow in surprise.

"I-I was late for class and forgot my homework and then.. and then Crabbe sent me to her office. She.. She did-", you try to explain, but just can't find the right words. Draco caresses your cheek gently, apparently understanding what happened.

"I will kill her", Draco grinds his teeth, obviously fighting himself to hold back the anger that is currently raising inside of him like a burning flame. This woman dared to lay a hand on you and put you in such a state. And Crabbe won't get away with this either. Because of the tremendous anger, Draco is already getting up from the soft mattress, ready to fight.

"Please s-stay with me, Draco", you entreat him, not wanting to loose the warmth of his body next to you that manages to calm you down. At your words, his tense body relaxes and the boiling fire inside of him diminishes, but only slightly. Just because of you he's not already on his way to her office and give her hell.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry you had to go through this alone and I'm sorry for my behavior earlier", Draco starts to ramble, feeling guilty for not being able to protect you.

"You couldn't know. I-I really don't want to talk about it anymore.. Can you please just hold me, Draco?", you sob and he does what you asked him to do right away. His arms pull you closer to him and the delicate, fragrant scent that emenates from him calms you down, lowering your cries.

"I will never let you go", Draco whispers quietly, reassuring you that he will defintely never let you get hurt again. Not on his watch even if that means that he has to stick to you every second from now on, then so it will be.

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Apritello Express Evidences, part 3

Apritello, my dear friends, is really all hints, devil in details, little pieces that, in the end, become a huge picture.

I can't say that there are a lot of episodes with April and Donnie spending quality time together, no. But all episodes are important to understand how their relationship are involving, growing. If you have sharp eyes and think about all of this even a little bit, you will be surprised how gracefully their relationship changes and grows, how characters evolve.

Dear passengers, we're about to start. Mind the gap!

Episodes “The Gumbus” and “Mrs. Cuddles”.

I think it would be appropriate to analyze these episodes in bunch, because they have common situations of spooky supernatural stuff and reactions of characters to this.

When you watch these two eps in raw, it's easy to see how alike are reactions of Donnie and April in some scary, really odd situations.

Adrenaline ‘n’ reclessness

April is really into all spooky things in “The Gumbus”, she's not afraid of some creepy stuff and she's really brave girl who easily copes with stressful and life-threatening situations.

Donnie is incredibly calm and collected when alive doll talked to him.

But still, April was frightened about plush rabbit because it was really unexpected for girl, she wasn’t ready to realize that plush doll that she’d worked with is alive fear-eating monster who will hurt and intimidate to get their precious screams. But point remains: Donnie and April share crazy fearlessness, which turns into an adrenaline addiction.

And here I am, a science guy, who tell you: adrenaline is a big deal for our body. This hormone can even provoke an onset of romantic feelings. Chemistry and anatomy come to fill the gaps: when a person is afraid, their pulse quickens, a cocktail of hormones is releasing into the blood, which sharpen the senses and reflexes. It will create a strong emotional bound, that's important for maintaining romantic kind of feelings. The more impressions there are (even negative ones), the higher the chance that person will remember his|her partner, and want to see them again – the body gets hooked on adrenaline, like a drug.

That’s why D&A have so strong, unshakeable boundaries. They are so alike: their attitude to scary things, the way Donnie and April cope with them, the adrenaline addiction their share. They even express feelings the same way.

And one tiny detail: April and Donnie start the teasing Raph for his fear of mrs. Cuddles. So they become the first victims of plushie.

Friendly reminder: they were the 1st victims, and what’s happened with them we don’t know, because it wasn’t shown due to not ruin the atmosphere of suspense.

But we have a beautiful quote of mrs. Cuddles and this precious shot which explain everything

Raph: Where’s Donnie?

Cuddles: In a happy place where he’ll scream and I can grow forever and now you’re gonna join him!

In a happy place, huh? Tied up with April in Splinter’s bedroom, a really happy place. Hold a sec, are they -

And after that Donnie’s responding is killing me.

Donnie:[OS] I'm afraid of togetherness.

Yep. All normal here. We should continue.

"Operation Normal" even though doesn't show a lot of interactions between April and Donnie, however continues the general outline highlighting the topics that were mentioned earlier in the show.

Firstly, April's relationship with her classmates. We're able to see how poor her scholar life is in "Hypno Part Deux" and "The Purple Jacket". She has no "normal", human friends except some strange remora guy, more like acquaintance than friend, though. But still, having "be normal" kick she's fine with Donnie's weirdness ( Mikey is always beyond all normal comprehension, Raph goes weird while he's alone, without brothers, and his fear of miss Cuddles is no big deal to fam, Leo didn't show any weird stuff during the series, like, reeeeal weird, m'kay?).

Conversation between April and Donnie at pizza spot

Really interesting and smooth scene. We’ve got Donatello who stares at April while he’s waiting his favourite pizza, no big deal.

And his legs.

If a person is interested in you, during a conversation, they will put their right foot forward (a left-handed person is more likely to put their left foot forward) in order to close the distance between you. - Check.

being in company, peson will point the sock at the most pleasant interlocutor for them. - check.

April’s legs are ponted at Donnie. Checkmate.

Yeah, April is hanging out with Donatello and Leonardo, but the main focus of hers is on Donnie.

All these scene makes me think that Donnie, knowing about how badly sometimes April wants to be normal, is up to help her overcome this. Fight fire with fire: fill up her life with all of this weird, mystic stuff so it will be normal with time. Regular people go to pizza spot to spend some quality time together, so we have pizza restaraunt here, in Hidden City. Make all odd normal, and problem will solved.

Donnie really tries his best, look at his face. Dee’s fine with all this bizzare things what happens to April, he’s fine with her. But still he fails, because April’s concept of normalcy differs drom Donnie’s.

And again, for Donnie it’s not a problem at all. He’s always was at the opposite side of normalcy and it doesn’t matter for him if April is in the same boat with him. Cause, as I said, Don’s fine with that.

Second, how much Donnie knows about April.

- Scoff! Are you really still on this whole "I want things to be normal" kick?

- Yes, what big city girl doesn't have a kayak and has hazmat suit?

Interesting detail here: this line launches Donnie’s flashback (because the first scene is from “Purple Jacket”, it’s Dee’s episode, obviously). And Don, as far as I can tell, has in his flashback moments with April when she did something reaaally impressive. His face is way more louder than any words.

- Short answer: no. Long answer: nnooooooooo.

- Oh, no! You know how April freaks out around the cosplay wizards!

These tiny lines are containing a lot of background, stories, intimate conversations that April and Donnie share. This show always does the same trick: we never see a direct action, we are only able to see a result or statement of the result. But series do a great work telling us with such small and imperceptible gestures that their bonding at this point is mutual. Not only D tells April about his inventions, family and fam's issues he has and even his falls, mistakes and failures. April does the same thing, sharing with Donatello one of the most important things to her. Problem that really bothers her.

C'mon, he'd even memorized Sunita's name, though April messed up with this situation a bit. It seems Donnie memorizes facts about April - he remembered the wi-fi password from old April's work as we can see in "The Longest fight" (he could hack it easily, he's a genius, why he's been keeping in mind some piece information that useless for a year? It doesn't make any sense)

Oh, and that. Just a coincidence, I guess?

Just alike suits, no big deal. Plus, the whole family has it (and something tells me that guys have suits at the behest of Don, so probably April does). But Donnie and April has a lot in common like emotional expressions, reaction about some kind situations, fight style and even tastes in fashion.

Also, it seems like Donnie's been watching April for sometimes.

While Leo was hiding in trash can, to not catch anyone's eye rather than April. He definitely couldn't know who was passing by, but there was Donnie to observe from above. That's why he was hanging down the stairs when Leo spoke to April.

It’s not the first time Donnie dress up as old lady to monitor April’s day.

Leo: Why do you always make us dress up as old ladies? Donnie: №1: confort, №2: to blend in as we monitor April’s day for max normalcy.

3. Even when D took away this cosplay wizard, he's still keeping eye on her.

Oh no, you don’t. Grandmas here!

Donatello changes his foe to save April exactly. He fought all evening with Brutus, but when April slightly gets in danger, Donnie just attacked anyone who has intention to hurt her and ruin her evening.

Is that a flying turtle in an old purple dress?

April, who all evening was trying to look “normal”, hiding her real friends because they are mutant turtles and pretending that nothing unusual happens here, finally gives up when Sunita mentioned Donnie. Even though new April’s friend has asked her before about Leo.

His eyes.

Donnie is really impressed but what he saw, and the reason - April O'Neil.

The episode "Warren & Hypno, sitting in a Tree" is another incredible piece of whole picture.

Turtle tank is decorated for April birthday in purplish scheme, definetely Donatello's work.

Dee's nonverbal speech.

• He seems more interested and softer than usual looking at April. It's easy to say comparing him with brothers. Mikey is in anticipation of fun mode, Leo relaxed and show his "whatever it will be fun" attitude, Raph is listening carefully, but still, Donnie could just turn his head in April's vouce direction, not a whole body.

• Warren felt Don's gaze while talked with April, so worm made the remark. Pay attention to the construction of the frame of neighboring scenes. The second frame is April's perspective. And Don is looking namely at her.

Indignation. Disappointment. Spark, storm, madness (i love this russian meme, sorry not sorry)

• Donnie seems sincerely sorry for this situation with April's b-day. And again, this soft gaze and "Raph, shut the shell up, your nonsense is upsetting her"-eyes.

• Donatello is kind of person, who’s avoiding a proper confrontation, so he rarely stands up for someone. He were remaining silent, when Raphael tried to cheer April in the most radiculous way, but when Hypno tried to play with April’s feelings, Donnie blew it.

He’s obviously in wrath as D emote that expressively. Yeah, he had much on his plate at April’s birthday, but it’s her b-day on the line, not his pride.

Warren used April, playing with her fan feelings. Her idol betrayed her, she was locked up in a cage, and now we have Hypno who wants to use her again by pitting and pushing for her compassion, because, it’s obvious - boys would do everything she said.

And Donnie tries to keep Hypno away from her, protect her feelings from another betrayal.

As he’s already stated - “For you, anything”.

The show always tells us: if you wanna trigger Don, bring April in.

Hypno tried to turn this thing around, Leo did the same in “Al be back”.

If Hypno-tamus did that accidentally as he found out that April O’ Neil is a birthday girl, so her wishes that day were laws, Leo did it on purpuse.

Leo is good at manupulating and pulling some strings, plus he knows his twin as back of his hand. That’s why Leo mentioned April in the end as she was always the most powerful argument, the reason and motive for Donnie. At second he’s even panicked, but remained calm. He almost blew up his coolheaded image because of one certain girl in yellow.

• Donnie is really happy to present Warren's arm to April. He even holds it like a rare, priceless treasure. D is really proud of himself right now: he saved the day, after all. The emotional reaction of hers is exactly what Donnie wants to get. And then, his final pose, while April is on 9th cloud from happiness - that's really territorial gesture, D claims his supremacy and confidence, telling "See? That's my happy birthday girl".

Leapfrog with a composition

Donnie and April are more and more eager to be together in the frame. Composition’s boners, m’kay.

Special ride for April

Yeah, Donnie used to offer his battleshell to give April a special ride. It even has a seat and handlebars for her comfort. She can control the flight as well as Donatello, they are like co-pilots. But he never carried her on his back before.

Usually, April is carried by Raphael, on his neck/shoulder, and she’s fine with it. Raph is strong enough to carry her without any difficulties or slowing down.

It’s not Donnie’s weak to carry her - no, he strong enough to carry his battleshell with a lot stuff in it everyday, Don can carry Splints on his shoulder without any apparent difficulty. He strong enough to hold the weight of his battleshell+April. Oh, c’mon, D assembled the Turtle tank only by himself and this for sure requires a lot of physical strength in order to engage in auto mechanics. Try lifting the wheel with tyre, and you'll see what I mean. Of course, there is a jack, but it will not solve all the problems. Don could use hydraulics and Archimedes ' laws, but I'm sure he did most of it with his own hands. Lifting and carrying, all by himself.

Not the strengh what’s matter but another point.

The sequence where Donnie carries April on his back doesn’t last long, it’s pretty easy to miss, while Raph openly do that with April on him.

Plus April’s gaze: she’s staring right at us with her “ninja-eyes” as if they were caught in the middle of something. The duration and length of the sequence, the way it is made all of this arouse certain thoughts.

It’s like nobody should see this. Too personal. To be more specific - too close and intimate?

Donnie stated a few times that he’s not into togetherness, tactile interaction and phisical side of contacts. Although he's fine with his brothers, don't forget that April is a girl. Even if she feels like part of family, she’s not his relative. She’s not his sister.

Some people tend to avoid physical contact with the objects of their interest. And this behaviour fits in Don’s character. He’s anxious type with a lot of psychological and emotional issues. Yeah, he tries to cover it up, built a shell to protect himself, behave as confident extravert but he’s nothing like that. Sometimes D tends to distance himself from his family, to hide in his shell, and we've seen that throughout the show.

Don hangs by his phone quite often, he addicted to this as his comfort zone, his peaceful cave, where everything is much easier,

Don pretends he’s so busy with his science stuff to ward off his brothers (ep. Mind Meld),

Don went to the lab to work on his projects, while he could hang out with April and the brothers (ep. Mrs. Cuddles). And he left for what? To work on self-cleaning tooth pick, or the titan bust of himself? It’s seems like lame excuse to be alone. He’s definetely an intovert, who sometimes needs some space and time with himself.

All his cocky behaviour is showing off to hide insecure, diffident and vulnerable creature, softshell purple turtle. Yeah, Donnie has confidence in what he’s great in: tech, science stuff, where he’s only one is capable of. But if someone steps on his domain or doubts his authority, his true colours exposed.

And, once again, “Mind meld” is a great evidence of that. Would callous, unsumpathetic guy without heart have a wall with pictures of his fellows? I’m afraid not. Donnie has a soft, caring heart.

There’s an alley of his the dearest moments, because photos - are always memory, precious moments we want to keep.

1 - from “Minotaur Maze”. Don loves good pizza, loves his brothers, and they have a little adventure together. Yeah, this photo isn’t on champ wall, but still.

2 - from “Mascot melee”. Important day for bros as they show themselves to people at daylight to rescue Raph and their operation to buy a new robe for his father. It’s their joint brothers dance, and D is loving to dance, remember? Definetely special occasion.

3 - from “Mascot melee”. Splints was really glad to receive a gift from boys. And Donatello, as we know, is always eager to achive for pop’s approval. This for sure must be in his precious moments collection.

5, 7 - from “Donnie’s gifts”. He even keeps a dorky photo, which Raph uses as profile pic at Donnie’s number.

8, 9 - “Down with the sickness”. It was funny to survive all the 7 stages to achive what boys wanted. They failed, but still.

10 - from “Al be back”. Who knows that Splints is so good at singing?

4, 6 - from “The Fast and the Furriest”. Strange choice, cuz, you know, photos ten seconds before his collision with April bat?

And yeah, he HAS April’s photo here. And at this pic it’s April, and April alone,without his brothers.

Don’s a real softie, see?

And avoiding physical contact is a way to protect Donnie’s already shattered self-esteem. To not cause any doubts in front of girl which he’s interested in. That’s possible reason why we did not receive any heartwarming hugs in “The Purple Jacket”.

But Donnie carries April, because it’s her birthday. On the one hand, the girl claims that her b-day is cursed, and Donnie could, by any chance, do something nice for her, and on the other hand - any request of the bithday girl - is the law, as we could see earlier.

Gift for birthday girl

There is no Donnie in the scene after Draxum throw off Warren's arm. While Raph comfort April about her birthday, Donnie was looking for it to present it to April.

He knows the best what is the most precious gift for her. Warren Stone, her idol, goat of making news; she have been in Stoneheads fanclub for 9 years. Also, it seems that Donnie is the one of turtles, who collected info about this worm.

Also, he stopped immediately when April stepped between them and show no disappointing (remind you about Donnie's sadistic science guy nature). The reason is April.

And another cute detail: their glasses are the same form.

Another episode "Mystic library" has slightly touched D&A interaction. But were talking about Apritello, it's all hints but quality.

When Mayham trapped in the mirror and Raph, Leo and Mikey obviously are not coping, April decides to call Donnie to clear situation up.

Donnie, mister "I ruin everything", she's going to call for help. I repeat this. April calls for help Mr. Science to solve mystic problems with her pet. MYSTIC PET.

And he AGREES.

Turtles dissuade their friend from calling Donatello but after a while, April returns with Donnie, and sees the bathroom in ruins.

I'm gonna clear this moment.

1. April haven’t called Donnie.

2. Some time later she returns with Dee.

3. Our girl is pretty shocked to see her bathroom in ruins, argo she didn't see/hear Raph chose to solve problem with smashing.

It must mean only ine thing: April went for Donnie by herself. We don't know where was he, we don't know what the reason April brought Donnie with her by herself, 'cause we know that if she call Dee, he will definitely get to her immediately.

Something is definetely off.

By the way, April changed Don’s profile pic.Yeah, the first one is very informative since Donnie is a turtle and he’s purple and he has bandana. Seems like April have done it by herself, editing the photo of real turtle. She didn't put a lot of effort into this, this image doesn't show her real attitude towards Don. But second is more personality-tinged. Sleeping Donatello in all his gear - this detail can tell us about only one thing - he was photographed when he fell asleep after his sleepless night(s) working hard at something - is something she can catch or receive by boys (namely speaking, it’s Leo, according to Ben Schwartz stated in an interview, that if Leo had an Instagram account, that 60 to 70% of his photos would be his brothers caught sleeping or slipping on things). And still. April has a dorky and little embarrassing pic of Donatello and this is... Interesting and cute?

This profile pic remind me about ROTTMNT: Sound off! (2nd issue)

The next station is “The Purple Game”.

Another episode in which the interaction of the characters is small in timing, but great in content.

And once again: they have a lot in common. I’d never tired of repeating this thing ‘cause the series do the same trick, showing one thing from different points of view. April and April shares the same taste in games, the same attitude, the same mojo.

But the most important thing here is how D&A interacrions are shown in this episode. Unlike other episodes, the interaction here is indirect, is provided by gaming.

Their customized avatars reflects their personality. I mean, the colour schemes (though Donatello has never shown any interest in yellow, he used it for customization of his persona), the way their avatars looking. Game even refering to Sherlock_Corn as “she”, albeit it’s impossible to refer to her avatar in female pronoun. Because, you know, design and nickname?

And the in-game interaction of the avatars resembles D&A irl relationships. Bootyyyshaker 9000 don’t like togetherness, he’s looking like Donnie’s expectation of himself (cool and tough guy, as D sees himself in his own dreams)

Their dialogue

Actually. Actually, Donnie and April are not able to hear each other as game has no voice chat, but their lines make an perfect dialogue nevertheless.

April:Bootyshaker9000? Donnie?

Donnie:April? You’re the last person I need to destroy to achive rank №1!

April:Ditto!

Both:There can only be one!

Donnie said the cheat combination, so April would know for sure what he is supposed to do, but she has no idea.

So, once again: their sync is incredible.

And can we talk about that?

April’s attack

As it seems, attacks may be customized by players. Bootyyshaker has attack that refers at Donatello main feature - superior intellect.

And this attack isn’t effective, because REAL April O’Neil has a resist towards it. She has known D for years, she knows what he’s capable of, she’s aware of his nerd side. April’s immune to it, so Sherlock_Corn is.

Sherlock_corn has a default attack - kernel cannon. It’s nod to her nickname: kernel, corn, the same book. But her second atteck is something reflecting her personalitiy. Plus, April is aware of Donnie’s “fear” of togetherness. All’s fair in love and war, right?

April took a lot of BS9000 hp by her “friendly hugs”. And, by the way, his sweet reaction for hugs.

So:

The selection of the final opponent. It might be literally anyone, but we wouldn’t be able to see Dee’s obsession in that case. Yeah, he’s already had a demon possesion ™, but it was too easy to him to win. No challenge. No “kill or be killed”, “It’s me or you” mojo. He needed some tough gamer for challenging, to develop his character, push him too far. And April, actually, is an excellent choice to reveal the character of certain purple turtle.To expose his true colours. And April do a great job: they know each other, so battle will be spicy, they are both compepitors, they are so alike, so it would be intersting to watch Donatello vs April. And it will, ‘cause In-game April and In-game Don is somewhat different than them usual.

April is Don’s slayer for sure. She’s good at gaming, her last attack was almost fatal for him. So he had to to cheated on her.

Captain Cuddlecakes. Yes, she know about his afraid of togetherness. And there’s lovey-dovey attack animation with this cuddling and Donatello’s persona behaves like him. And it was SPECIAL RUN, so... I haven’t the foggiest why. Cute detail, I mean.

Just look at it. Isn’t it cute?(at least we got their hugs somewhere... kinda. kinda.)

“Snow Day“, albeit being family episode, shows a lot about D&A relationship through “family war”.

First of all, the same taste in films.

Donnie’s already shown the same attitude to fashion, scary things as Cap O'Neil, April shares the same gamer’s mojo as Donatello, but now? We have Donnie and April that are loving the same movie.

For love of purple supernovas, of all the Jupiter Jim’s movies (and there are more than 60 of them), that's a convinient coincidence, they like the same movie.

It stated in series several times that Dee is fond of Atomic Lass. He had crush on her when he was child, he admires her by all his heart, so it will make sense if films with this character he would be his favourite. It’s logical, isn’t it?

Atomic Lass, even if she is part of JJ-universe, however, isn't in every movie. Leo described "JJ: Pluto vacation IV" and there is no sights of Atomic Lass. Like, at all.

Nevertheless, April’s claimed that “PV-4” is the best movie of the time, and Don agrees.

April:What the whaaaat? Hold up, Skip. “Jupiter Jim Pluto Vacation 4″ is the best JJ movie of all time.

Donnie:Ranked, by us, just now. So it’s basically official, no arguing.

And they do this thing again. Reflecting each other. Facial expressions, intonations, poses and etc. Haven’t I mentiones that? Mirroring is natural way to build communication. People, who communicate enthusiastically, who have sympathy to each other, feelings of certain nature, unconsciously copy each other's poses.

Direct reflection and close contact have a strong effect. This is used between lovers, people with close relationships or interested in each other.

And you can see that during not only episode, but through the whole series.

Poses, gestures, facial expressions they share constantly. Even if they are apart, they are mirroring each other, showing their bound. Because Apritello is not always about sitting close, holding hands and blushing. Apritello is about staying together even if they are not. It’s about solid foundation, about synergy, about chemistry Donnie and April share. And all of these are not always so obvious and clear, evident. But so realistic nevertheless.

And that’s why they splitted off the fam - they are too close and alike.

I stated it before but DonniexApril team is way more effective than Donniexbrothers team. Donatello and April are equal, worth each other. They are comfortable with each other, their teamwork is amazing.

They are always near, close to each other for the entire episode. Stand up for each other, side by side. They have no need to do team-building, because their sincronization is incredible. April works well together with Donnie, their skills compliment each other.

I love that April in a first place look at Donnie to check is everything alright.

And a cherry on top?

This inviting gesture. Donnie just watched all along how his brothers and April try to throw some cold water on this situation (khem, it slipped). But when April call him with this inviting gesture, he’d like to help.

In other words, he was waitng when April requests for his help.

Composition’s boners

Sometimes it happens during the show, but this episode beat hte score at this point. I say only one word: physics. Or, more precisely, the force of attraction. Or, maybe Mayham.

... Anyway.

Fitting in the type

April can play not so nice against her enemies, she got steady hand and meanness, merciless and reclessness. She’s passionate and kinda badass, sassy - in a positive way, she’s baddest girl who can kick your butt if you mess with her, and she really good at this.

She has a fire, and Donnie likes that. Dee never stated that directly but miss O’Neil impressed him so many times and in different way so it’s kinda pretty obvious.

Just look how Donatello reacted the way April took Raph down a peg. Her actions are elegant, relaxed but really sly. She almost dare Raph to put his flag on top only to bring him down to Earth in really painful way. She destroyed Bros’ team so easily just by waiting a bit and by calling Mayham.

She’s definetely got some pepper.

Pretty cute but baddest, don’t you think?

And Donnie was impressed for sure, he admitted it - “That is fun for me”. He don’t even stand a chance, c’mon: she’s smarass and elegant, she can be mean and cute at the same time.

Even though that’s it for season 1 analysis (the last series is more appropriate to review as part of 2nd season, plus it was a reaally big post, I need some time)

You can refresh this whole situation in the car 1 and the car 2 or follow the hashtag #apritello express as you please. It’s a pleasure of mine, keep in touch :)

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