Magic

☆ 18 yea ol ☆ (◕‿◕) I am the most normal fan.... I'll draw soon I promise.....

[sei-x-shi]

“oliver discovers you’re a brother”

you and oliver are on a date. what could possibly go wrong? nothing, actually. at least in your books!

oliver x player! gn! reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: author’s first posted fic; hardly beta read; author hasn’t read an actual oliver fanfic in literal years; oliver’s a playboy and you’re a player

you never thought you’d see someone that appeared as… mature as oliver jump out of his seat like you told him you won the lottery and he’s getting a cut. he stared at you wide-eyed for a moment and covered his hand with his mouth.

you’re just grateful the two of you decided karaoke was the best place for a date so there’s a modicum of privacy. the date hadn’t even gone far at all. he was supposed to go first, but his song was playing futility in the background as he started to almost double over in laughter. he even started to pace around the room

‘is this guy fucking crazy?’ you briefly wonder. all you did was clarify what you wanted out of the relationship. something casual, no strings attached. non-exclusive so you’re both allowed to see other people despite dating a bit. he was fine with that.

in fact, oliver was so fine with it he damn near shed a tear before pulling you by the waist towards him and giving you a chaste kiss. oliver grinned, smiling into your mouth before breaking the kiss. “then we’re perfect for each other, sweetheart.” he had said.

no, what got mr. chucklefuck going was what you said next. you had put your hands on his shoulders, leaning back slightly so you could see oliver’s face properly before speaking, “you’re some kind of professional football player, right?”

oliver gave you a sly grin and held you firmer in his toned arms. “‘ya got that right.” he looked you over again, chuckling before asking, “why? does athletic guys getting sweaty on a pitch do it for you?” damn right it does, but that’s not why you’re asking.

apparently you have a clear type and it’s solely comprised of football players, and you’ve been with enough that you knew it was better if word about you didn’t get out. it’d be a nightmare if some of them found out they were going out with the same person…

so, bashfully, you mutter, “i mean… kinda, but honestly i’m asking because i want you to keep us on the down-low. you’re not the only football guy im dating…” now, you’re proud of your ability to score hot guys, but it’s a bit embarrassing to admit it aloud, so you whisper the last bit, “by a long shot.”

unfortunately for you, oliver heard everything. he’s still confident, raising an eyebrow and smirking like he knows your entire deal. “i see, i see, so how many are you dating? two or three? don’t worry, baby, i won’t tell.” he gently held your chin to guide your wandering eyes back to him.

you pouted at him a bit before racking your brain for a headcount of how many players you’ve bagged. apparently the way your eyebrows furrowed was cute enough for him to kiss your forehead. “it’s really okay, baby, i’m not upset.”

well, good—not that you cared, if he did get upset you wouldve just got up and left. you wave him off, “no, it’s not that, i just… kinda don’t know how many?” well, that caught his attention. what do you mean you don’t know?

“no, wait, this is serious…” you mutter, before fucking finger counting. “there’s hugo, reo, sei, mihya, lexi, sae, bunny, ichi, rinnie…” you’re at nine fingers now and oliver’s jaw has fully dropped. he pulled away from you, now carding his fingers through his hair in what seems like shock.

that’s how you got here, staring at this buffoon laughing and pacing in the damn karaoke room. it was almost scary. then, suddenly, he snapped to his senses and whipped towards you while pulling his phone out of his pocket.

“band for band!” he showed you his phone, practically shoving it in your hands. “let’s see who has the most huzz.” you have half a mind to slap the shit out of him…. but when else are you going to be able to go band for band with a guy like him? so you say ‘fuck it’ and give him yours so you could see who has the most huzz between the two of you

.

.

.

oliver won by a small margin. he’s talking to exactly three more people than you. whatever. it’s not like you cared… you’re totally going to beat him by next week… oliver is patting his own damn back right now, saying something along the line of how he ‘knew he hadn’t lost his touch.’

you aren’t going down easily though. you give him a shit-eating grin like you’re the won who won this dick measuring contest. “sure, you’ve got more huzz than me… but do they all know each other like mine do? are any of them best friends, enemies, on the same team, or…” you drew this out, like you sensed it was the killing blow, “brothers?”

he silently stood up, looking despondently out of a window that wasn’t there. you could swear wind was blowing against him and the world suddenly went grayscale. you did it. he may have won the battle but you’ve won the war.

because, no, oliver aiku wasn’t crazy enough to simultaneously date multiple egotistical maniacs who knew or were related to each other in some way; he wasn’t even slick enough to make sure his huzz didn’t know who each other were.

oliver’s finally turned to look at you after spending a minute brooding. the wind you swear is there has picked up and leaves are somehow being blown in the background. there are shadows over his eyes.

his voice was low and his tone was serious, “teach me your ways.” he whispered, almost as if he couldn’t believe what he asked, “there is much for me to learn…” you simply nodded, understanding how desperate of a plea it was.

the two of you spent the rest of your date comparing notes on how to ‘best get the huzz.’ at one point oliver clapped the back of your shoulder and hugged you to his chest like you were family. you hugged him with the same intensity “you, y/n, are a brother… you’re invited to the group chat.”

“this… this is a group chat only the best of players can enter.” he was serious still, pulling away from the pact-like hug to enter your number into the gc. “wait!” you held his wrist to stop him. there was a flicker of betrayal in his eyes at the thought of you not wanting access to his elite-tier player gc.

your face was serious and your body was breaking into a cold sweat. “let me look through the numbers in the gc first. i can’t have them knowing about each other prematurely.” oliver could’ve sworn he fell in love.

[magicmanii]

"Freeze" - Sae itoshi x GN!Reader

* One of many fanfics for my dear chud friend......😢😢😢😢 this one wasn't requested via Tumblr but it was requested in real life.....

* I hope you all enjoy this and my chud art that i did in three milliseconds.... this lad hasn't posted fanfiction since the cretaceous period.... 🥹🥹🥹🥹

* Tws: unsettling imagery(?) Idk Sae is looking at you like a fuckass bug basically after the cut off... mentions of murder, say itoshi is harmed, reader sees dead people, mentions of war, an image of a poorly drawn bloody hand, Sae is evil and fuckass, reader threatening to get "rid" of themselves. This is making it seem batshit crazy but it's not.... 😢😢😢😢

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Your hands grips tightly at the dagger held centimeters from your throat. Your palms are shaking and clammy, making holding onto the ivory of the dagger even more of a challenge than it already is.

“You don’t have to do this.” A smooth voice comes from the entrance of your bedroom, the harsh shadows of the night cloaking the intruder in dark abyss and only leaving his cold blue eyes to pierce right through yours.

The corner of your lips quiver. ‘I don’t have to do this?’ you repeat over in your mind, the contradiction of the statement making your eyebrow twitch.

“Who-” You stutter. “Who are you to talk!?” You try to bite back at him, try to bare your teeth to show you’re not someone to be taken lightly, but the words come out shaky and nearly silent. You could feel your throat start to tighten, every swallow of spit feeling like a boulder was trying to squeeze itself down your throat.

He stays quiet for a moment, watching as you cage yourself against the rough corner of your room, the stone biting into your skin with every harsh breath that leaves your lips, your nightwear doing nothing to protect you. Your jerky movements, your clammy hands holding onto that silly dagger that would be so easy to slap away from you, your sickly pale complexion no doubt brought upon by terror.

His eyes narrow. You’re acting like a wild animal.

“This is unbecoming of you.” He chides, taking a step closer to you and reaching a gloved hand out. The dim moonlight shining in from the window next to you allows you to clearly see the once pristine metal of his glove now dirtied and tainted with the stains of blood, dirt, and other viscera that he might’ve come across during his…escapade.

Your head starts to shake slowly, your eyes glued to the outstretched hand. “No, no no, no…” you feel your shoulders start to tense up. “...You don’t get.. You don’t get to tell me that.” your gaze snaps back up, jolting a bit at the realization of the proximity the two of you now hold before your jaw sets. “I… I thought.. I thought we were having a nice time. Were… were we not having a nice time? Why did you have to go and do that? Why? Why?” You start to raise your voice.

The ring on your finger glints mockingly in the moonlight, as if saying: “Oh, you really thought you could get engaged to someone normal? Ha!” You wanted to rip it from your digit, but the thought of Sae using the opportunity when you lower your hands from your throat to tackle you and steal the weapon from your grasp keeps you rooted in place.

“We were having a good time. I don’t see why that has to end now.”

“Because you killed my entire family!” You bellow out into the otherwise deadly quiet room. The guards stationed outside would have most definitely heard your shout were it not for the fact that they were currently cooling in pools of their own blood.

He tsks, yes, tsks! “Enough of this. You’re acting irrational and emotional.” He snaps forward in a split second, your breath hitches in your throat before a grimy hand shoots out and takes one of your writs, squeezing it tightly enough for you to feel the bone start to wane under his hold. You grit your teeth, bite your tongue until it starts to bleed, but don’t let go.

“You will come back to my kingdom with me, and we will follow through with our engagement, and you will put a stop to this behavior-”

You seethe through your teeth. You feel your fear gradually starting to turn into rage the more he speaks. Was his voice always so grating? “Like hell I will.” With one shaky but determined movement, you let the dagger fall into the hand not bound before straightening it out and digging it directly into his side, relishing in the way it rips a short scream from his throat and causes him to stumble back, directly freeing you from his hold.

Taking the opportunity, you back away from him quickly and turn tail, making a beeline for the doorway and then the hallway. As you rush out, you take care to not focus too intently on the guards slumped against the walls, especially not the one to your right that you knew was your friend.

Pushing back your growing despair, you surge forward, bounding down the dimly lit hallways with determination.

You make it about two hundred feet until you hear a loud clattering from behind you. Taking the risk, you turn your head for just a millisecond and your heart nearly drops to the floor.

Sae was silently trailing behind you, one hand on his side where the dagger was still firmly lodged and with a stare that promised you nothing good if you were to falter even once.

‘Fuck this.’ You silently curse as you turn your head back around and increase your speed.

It feels like hours before you finally manage to make it outside the castle and into the cool night air. Narrowly avoiding a head on collision with a maid holding a laundry basket, you weave around her and continue your journey to where you knew the guards lodge to be.

Shoes slipping slightly on the loose rocks and pebbles that litter the outside, you catch a glimpse of the wooden house all the guards reside in and a small smile crawls its way onto your face. Reaching the heavy wooden door, you waste no time in shoving it open and skittering inside. But instead of seeing a couple dozen sweaty heads turn to look at your sudden intrusion, you instead see at most five turn to look at you with shock and confusion.

Tumbling to a halt in the middle of the cramped lodge, your shoulders rise up and down rapidly as you scan the scene in front of you. “Wha.. What?”

“Your Majesty!” One of the knights seated in a far corner quickly shoots up and makes his way towards you. “Does something seem to be the problem?”

Your gaze sweeps around the room over and over again, convinced your mind had to be playing some sort of trick on you. “Where.. Where are the rest of the guards?” You wheeze out.

The knight furrows his brows, but it is not he who answers you.

“Most of them went out to go confront a rather large disturbance reported to be coming from the south. Something about a large army starting to gather.” Another knight pipes up from bed to your right. “Another three of them went to inform the king about it.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. “An.. army..?”

The first knight nods his head. “Yes your Majesty. If things don’t get settled by morning light, some are saying a war might break out.”

The knight of the bed lets out a curse as he finishes putting on his boots. “What luck. It’s not like we did anything to deserve this kind of response.”

The previous knight shakes his head. “Some people are just…” He turns to look at his comrade, his voice muffling out as you think back to what Sae had told you earlier before you stabbed him.

“You will come back to my kingdom with me, and we will follow through with our engagement, and you will put a stop to this behavior-”

Fuck.

*Do NOT use for ai I swear 😒 😒😒....

[4madsadore]

My take on the Pinterest trend! Lots of fun, practiced my shading. Went a little overboard on the flower loll 🕷️🌷⭐️

[magicmanii]

Drawing #2

Three of my favorite characters..... I live and die for characters like Vil and Sunstreaker and then Flash (Berry Allen) is my little kitty:333 ..... sigh... whatever man....🚬🚬🚬🚬

[zorangezest]

it just keeps getting worse. the saga continues

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[ribomdot]

i had a vision 👁️ starscream fandesign go my scarab

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Revealing the next TFP photocard set!

[magicmanii]

Drawing #1

First time posting art in 10 billion trillion years 🥹🥹🥹🥹 This strange clown has entranced me.... not the one in the back though he's kinda freaky....(ﾟ_ﾟ')

[forged-cold]

artemis II x skybound?!!! that little wave meant so much to me and feels suitable to cross with the moon mission

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[herewithinthevoid]

every so often something nice happens on the other hellsite 𖹭

[novaleeu]

Every choice matters, pick your options carefully...

Bellow are some alt text and stuff :D

If you chose death beam this is what happens

Here are some other versions and a template if you want to make something

[ateazure]

"and the universe said i love you."

[ateazure]

"here am i floating round in my tin can..."

[konknonbi]

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inspired by this! yes it's from @/nekoboydreams

Sorry guys it's rushed, I'm going to be really busy this month that I won't have time to make art😭

[eggstyle]

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[konknonbi]

i colored it 🖌️😍

he's feeling cutesy🎀