too many ppl who know nothing about Filipino folklore n culture r talking shit about my ate. she’s based off of the manananggal, which you can compare to the European vampire, if that helps you understand it better. although, i’m reluctant to mention that becuz some ppl, who choose to be ignorant, currently hold the view that she’s just an Asian-colored vampire mishmash monster. she is not. other than the fact that she manages to exist at all, here are some details i appreciate about her.
first, she has a face that looks like my family’s. that’s my lola’s nose. that’s my mom’s birthmark. shit, those are my uncle’s cheekbones. the headpiece features jasmine, our national flower. the translucent petals are cool.
second, you can display her in two pieces, split by the torso. its not just a “cheap gimmick” you ignorant pos. at nightfall, the manananggal severs itself in two, leaving behind a vulnerable lower half while its upper half hunts for nourishment - blood, raw hearts, livers, fetuses. the red fringe represents her dangling intestines, hanging loose as she flies after ripping her body apart. the string detail is on the skirt for consistency, but also, intestines are long as fuck? why wouldn’t they also hang from the bottom, assuming they also get split in half.
while we’re on the outfit, the top is an extremely traditional (Spanish colonial, ugh) style in both fabric and shape. i have attire that looks exactly like it, minus the monster high red foil pattern. the tiny, “woven” sleeve cuffs are a nice touch. the earrings and bracelets look to be woven palm too, but aren’t as effective in plastic. the bottom half skirt is quite a bit shorter than is traditional, and the heels higher. it’s a monster high doll.
most accurate would be barefoot, tbh. but you guys would riot, and again, its a doll. actually, the shoes reference a lot from Filipino culture. the heel is a coconut tree overlooking a kubo, a one-room stilt hut built with natural materials such as bamboo and palm, and specifically made to be remade as necessary. the sole is “wooden”, also an accessible material of which some shoes were made with. it is attached by braid to what looks to be a straw strap. also not unusual for a shoe.
her fan and wings feature embroidery, and if you look closely at the latter, you will see a thin and delicate flora design in between the spider web pattern. this is extremely reminiscent of calado, a type of traditional hand embroidery akin to lace that is difficult as fuck. a dying art, btw.
i didn’t wake up looking to ride this hard for a plastic woman lmao. but if you’re gonna come for her, it better be because of the fluorescent green in her colorway and not because you don’t know what you’re talking about. honestly, a lot of Filipinos are just happy to be considered and celebrated. “wins” like this mean everything. maybe it’s not good enough for your collection, but now you know more about my culture than you would’ve gone out of your way to. and that’s good enough for me.
fic ideal: Yandere Neige want yuu meanwhile his prince try get his attention but he ignore her and yuu just hate like "want him dead" level hate but neige try everything on the book get to yuu but fail everytime when the prince try end yuu before yuu get close to him he stop her and put the blame on her and ask yuu to his prince charming and the prince prove him that yuu not his prince charming and it she is his prince charming event show they life like in og of show white but didn't work
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My one true love: yandere neige x reader
Warnings! Yandere neige, sabotage, pick me behavior, rivals, kinda love triangle, readers pronouns will be she/her, reader will be known as yuu, and to those named Clara I apologize, but that’s the rivals name, ooc for neige, a tiny bit of Vil x rook, light swearing, neige will have a unique spell no it’s not canon, crime mention
It was a bright summer day in the Shaftlands, Vil had invited Yuu and grim to spend the summer with him and his father since he was going to do a mini series with neige and another actress. “Okay so tell me again what the series is about?” Yuu asked Vil in the car ride over to the studio. “I told you potato, it’s about a love triangle, but it turns deadly. At least I’m not the one that’s the villain this time. Neige is.” Vil says with a smile as he reads his magazine. “Really? How fun! Wait does this mean it’s like a horror show?” Yuu gasped as she looks at Vil. “Are you gonna die?!” Yuu asked dramatically as Vil smiles with a chuckle. “You just have to wait and find out.” Vil says as the car parks for the two of them to get out of the car.
Yuu kept begging Vil for more details as he stayed quiet. “PLEASE I NEED TO KNOW!” Yuu begs as the two go to the dressing rooms. “Yuu! Vil!” The two were met in a bone crushing hug by neige. “Neige….good to see you…” Vil breathes out then pulls away from the hug to go get his make up done. “Neige! Vil tells me you’re gonna be the main bad guy! Tell me who lives and dies!” Yuu begs the dark hair boy. “Haha I can’t tell you! That would be spoiling the show! You’re lucky Vil brought you today, he might leave extra early tomorrow while you’re sleeping.” Neige says playfully as he takes his seat in the make up chair.
“Oh come on! You can’t bring me to a horror show filming if I can’t know whats gonna happen?! That’s just cruel!” Yuu says as a cocky feminine laugh was heard behind her. Vil resisted the urge to roll his eyes as neige’s body froze. “Of course we can’t tell you, we’d risk our jobs if you know what happens. Besides all you need to know me and neige are the stars!” Said a girl with light brown hair. “Hi Clara, maybe tone it down a bit? It’s too early to hear your voice.” Vil says making Clara scoff. “I’m just saying Vil. Why is this nobody in the dressing room anyway. Don’t tell me you’re Vil’s girlfriend! Sorry sweetie but you’re not his type.” Clara says making yuu huff.
She’s faced overblots, bullies, and worst of all. Crowely being cheap.
But never in her life she thought she was going to have to face her most difficult challenge yet. A pick me girl.
“And if I was Vil’s girlfriend? Just means I’ve done something right to catch his attention. And what if I wasn’t? What if I was neige’s?” Yuu says snapping back at Clara ready for a fight. “Ladies! Ladies please let’s all just calm down yeah? I mean even if Yuu was here a girlfriend it’s her right. But she’s just here as a friend…r-right Vil?” Neige says getting between the two girls, Clara had a smirk while yuu rolled her eyes. “Neige is right. Yuu is my guest. And she stays. You should go get your make up done Clara.” Vil says looking unimpressed.
“My makeup is done.” Clara states as Vil looks back at his mirror. “Really…guess that’s your choice then…” vil says with a scoff. It took everything in yuu not to laugh at Vil’s comment to Clara. Clara whines then leaves the boy’s dressing room. The moment the door slammed Yuu laughs. “Vil that was amazing! You gotta give me pointers how to do that!” Yuu says with a smile. “Do what? Tell the truth? Her makeup team is literally herself. You do better makeup….mainly because I gave you tips.” Vil says as he looks up at yuu through the mirror.
“Clara tends to be…”
“A grade-a bitch?” Yuu answers for neige.
“Someone who thinks she’s all that?” Vil answered as well.
“I was gonna say misunderstood you meanies.” Neige pouts then sighs. “Give her a chance yuu, I’m sure she’ll come around once she knows how brave you are! You’re the most amazing girl I know.” Neige says with a smile on his face and a tiny blush. “Aww neige! Okay fine, for you I’ll try and get along with her…but don’t blame me if I rip her wig off.” Yuu says going to sit down on the couch to wait for the boys to be done.
Later during filming yuu stayed behind the camera and watched the boys film the first episode, so far she loves how it’s supposed to make you think Vil is the bad guy when really it’s neige pulling the strings. After filming wrapped up for the day the group went for dinner. “I’m so hungry I could eat an elephant! Oh I sound like grim…oh I can’t wait to tell him and your dad about today Vil! You sure I can’t come tomorrow too?” Yuu asked Vil making him chuckle. “Yuu it’s bad enough you already know neige is the villain, no more spoilers.” He tells her making her huff.
“It’s so sad that neige is the villain, but hey as long as I end up with that last and final kiss I’m happy.” Clara says as she waits with Vil and Yuu while neige went to check in at a restaurant. “Me and neige are meant to be you know? Like soulmates. He just doesn’t know it yet.” Clara says with a dreamy look in her eyes. Yuu looks up at Vil. “I don’t think she’s his type..he’s so sweet and she’s so…you know.” Yuu whispers to Vil making him nod. Neige called over the group to eat.
During dinner it was so painful to watch Clara interrupting everyone just to get the final word. Vil made an excuse about something at home so he and yuu can leave. He sent money to neige then the two of them left. “Finally! Now we can be alone.” Clara says rubbing her head on neige’s shoulders. “Get off.” He says pulling Clara off of him. “I can’t stand girls like you.” Neige says leaving money for his meal as well so he can leave.
Meanwhile at the Schoenheit residence, Vil and Yuu were having a recap of the day. Grim was purring on Yuu’s lap seeing he didn’t get his daily cuddles all day. “That Clara girl is so rude. How can she think neige is her soulmate? He’s literally the sweetest guy ever, he would never go for her!” Yuu says with a huff as Vil smirks. “Hm…almost sounds like you’re jealous.” Vil says as he watched her facial expressions, Yuu’s eyes widen as a soft red colored her cheeks. “Me?! Jealous?! HA! I would never!” Yuu says flustered. “Yuu. Me and neige…weve talked. We’re good. Just because you’re my friend doesnt mean you’re not allowed to like other actors or stars…” vil tells her with honesty in his eyes.
“Wait so I’m allowed too, but rook isn’t?” Yuu asked making grim chuckle. “Haha! The double standard!” Grim says as he sighs. “That’s was before! He’s allowed to like whoever he wants. I’m not his mother.” Vil says crossing his arms. “No but you act like you’re his wife.” Grim says making yuu gasp. “Does that make me and epel your kids? Haha! Mama Vil!” Yuu laughs then gets a pillow thrown at her. Yuu throws one back at Vil causing a pillow fight between the two. Then Vil’s father comes in and laughs. “Haha! What fun! But you kids better get to bed, Vil you got an early morning remember? And I wanted to show yuu around the places you grew up.” Vil’s father says with a smile making Vil and Yuu stop. They look at each other and laugh. “Oh my…you’re right we should head to bed…do your skincare.” Vil says the last part seriously to yuu making her giggle. “Yes…mama Vil.” Yuu holds in her laughter until Vil throws another pillow making yuu dash for the guest bathroom.
…..
The next day Vil was at the studio and started to notice something weird. Clara wasnt bring her usual self. And when neige and her would do their scenes together she genuinely looked scared sometimes. It was probably Clara getting too into the role again, nothing to worry about.
“Are you insane?! Everyone thinks I’m driving people away from her because of you!” Vil says his lines as neige laughs as he looks at Vil with a crazed look in his eyes. “That’s why! Do you know how easy it is to get away with things because of how ‘innocent’ I look? She’s gonna be mine one way or another. So you can either get out of my way or learn what happens when you mess with someone you thought you knew.” Neige replies breathing heavily. Vil blinked because he can tell when it’s acting. And neige wasnt acting.
“ANDDDDD CUT!” The director shouts, neige blinks and shakes his head. “Was that good?” He asked as he looks at the director. “It was perfect! It looked like you actually wanted to kill Vil.” He says letting everyone go on break. Neige nods then heads off to his dressing room. Vil didn’t know it yet, but something was telling him that neige wasnt fully acting.
In his dressing room neige walks in and sees Clara there. “What are you doing here?” Neige asked her woth a scoff. “Tell me why you deny our love. We’re perfect for each other can’t you see?!” Clara says standing up to face him with a pout. “You want to know why I don’t love you? Fine I’ll give you a list.” Neige says walking up to her making her take a step back.
“One, you’re rude. Two, you act like you’re above of everyone else when really you’re at the bottom, three, you act like you’re the it girl, but you’re not! And another thing, I can’t stand you and I can’t stand those who think they have competition with someone they barely know.” Neige says making Clara fall back.
“I could never love someone like you because you’re everything I hate in this world. You’re not pure…you’re not…her.” Neige says grabbing her arm and throwing her out of the dressing room. “Damn nuisance.” Neige says to himself as he rolls his eyes.
For the next couple of weeks Vil noticed a change in neige and how he treated Clara. He had to pull her aside to see what happened. “Nothing happened just a fight between lovers.” Clara says with a huff. “Clara now is not the time for your delusions! Something is wrong with neige. Tell me.” Vil says fed up with the girl. “Fine…he’s just…different…he told me things I didn’t know he knew. He’s…not himself. And I think that yuu girl is to blame! He’s never been like this Vil!” Clara says blaming yuu even though she hadn’t been at the studio.
Later that day Vil went home and saw yuu trying on new bows for grim. “Oh hey Vil! How was it today, check out these adorable bows! I’m thinking about making different bows based on the dorms back at school for grim.” Yuu says with a giggle as she shows off her handy work with grim walking around like a model. “He looks good, hey…wanna come by tomorrow? Neige has been…asking for you. And it’s the last day of filming so why not right?” Vil asks as he sits with her making her gasp. “Really?! Youll let me watch tomorrow?! Yes yes yes!” Yuu says hugging Vil tightly as she goes to her room to plan her outfit.
Tomorrow he will have to see, if neige starts being nice again he’ll know it’s because of yuu. Clara brings out a mean side of him too, but not like how neige is. It’s like a switch got flipped. He knows he might be putting yuu at risk, but he needs to know for sure if he needs to keep her away from neige or not.
The next day neige had a bright smile on his face after seeing yuu had came to see the final filming. Clara would cross her arms seeing how more naturally neige was drawn to yuu, how much more he smiled. She hated it.
While on a break yuu walked around the studio by herself, it was a high school setting so she walked around one of the hallways with lockers. Next thing she knew it she was shoved against them. “You little brat! Because of you I’m losing neige!” Clara says to her. “What the- are you crazy?!” Yuu says trying to shove her away. “Why can’t you just go back to where you belong?!” Clara says shoving yuu against the lockers again.
“If I could I would! But for now…fuck off!” Yuu kicks Clara away from her. “You bitch…you’re gonna pay for that!” Clara says tackling yuu down. “I’m gonna pay?! That’s rich coming from you!” Yuu says shoving Clara off her. She was about to ran out before Clara tugged back on Yuu’s shirt to pull her back down. “I’m going to make sure neige only has me! I’m supposed to be his princess!” Clara says pulling off scissors from her pocket.
“Sleep anew!” Yelled a voice causing Clara to fall asleep dropping the scissors in her hands. Yuu shoves her off and looks up to see neige. “Yuu! Are you hurt? I swear to the fair queen if he hurt you-!” Neige says running over to Yuu looking over her worried. “Neige…I’m fine, thank you…” Yuu takes a deep breath then looks over to Clara. “I’m assuming that’s your signature spell..?” Yuu says getting a flash back to malleus’ overblot.
“Hm? Oh yeah, it lets me chose a target and make them sleep. I can wake them whenever..” Neige says pulling yuu into a hug. “I’m so sorry…I never should have begged Vil to bring you today…this damn psycho could have killed you.” Neige says as yuu looks down at Clara. “Yeah…all because she likes you, well we should head back with Vil.” Yuu says pulling away from neige. He nods and helps her up. “But uh shouldnt we help Clara?” Yuu says going over to Clara’s sleeping body, but neige grabs her hand.
“Neige come on we gotta tell someone what she did.” Yuu says as neige pulls her back to him. “Neige what are you doing?” Yuu says as neige smiles at her. “It is technically your fault you know? If you were with me, she would have gotten the hint that she had no chance with me. But no. Everything I’ve done has gone unnoticed. Sorry yuu, but youll be staying with me for the rest of the summer…or the rest of our lives.” Neige tells her making yuu gasp.
“Sleep anew.” Neige casts his spell again making yuu fall asleep. He sets her down and puts fake blood all over her and the scissors Clara had. Just then Clara started to wake up due to yuu being under neige’s spell now.
“HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP US! SHE KILLED HER!” Neige cries out causing people to run into the studio. Clara looks around confused then saw Yuu’s body being cradled by neige who was sobbing, she looks down at her hands seeing the scissors covered in blood. “W-wait! I didn’t do it! I swear I knocked out!” Clara panics as Vil runs over and sees yuu in neige’s arms. “YUU! NO NO NO!” Vil kneels down starting to cry as well. “What am I supposed to tell grim..” Vil sobs as the police rushed in to take away Clara.
“NO NO! VIL LISTEN TO ME ITS NEIGE! HE CASTED A SPELL YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME!” Clara says as the police started to pull her up. “SHUT UP! MY FRIEND IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! I hope you rot where you belong. Because of you…she can never go home…she just wanted to go home!” Vil sobs angrily at Clara as she was being taken away.
…..
“Ow…what happened…” yuu says to herself as she wakes up, she looks around and sees she wasnt in her room of Vil’s house. Or her room in ramshackle. No this was a new room. The door opens and neige walks in. “Oh perfect you’re awake! Now no one will get in the way of our love.” Neige says with a smile as yuu flinched. “Neige…what happened..? Whats going on?” Yuu says as she moves away from him. “Oh that’s easy…I framed Clara for murder. Everyone thinks she killed you. Even Vil. So with you ‘dead’ no one can bother us!” Neige says with a bright smile like he didn’t just ruin Clara’s life.
“W-what?! Are you insane?!” Yuu says making him laugh. “Why does that matter? She wanted to hurt you anyway. Here you’re safe, with me. And we can have our fairytale ending….forever…”
Author’s note: OOOOOO!! Bet Yall weren’t expecting that kind of twist! Hehe get it? Okay puns aside, I’m excited to announce requests are open again! I’ve opened them for my 400 follower special where you all can ask the yandere twst boys questions! Okay see Yall in the next fanfic!!
a/n: lore. a lot of lore. i always cannot help but write backstories. ure gonna have to bear w/ me SORRY !!!! based off of this drawing that i wanted to write sum about but then i thought why not combine it w/ this prompt. i went a little insane on this mb / tagging @papersirens @crysugu @getousex @hyomagiri @slttygeto, who else r geto fuckers
wc: 2.9k
warnings: roommate!geto, soft dom!geto, mutual pining, reader steals one of geto’s shirts, geto is also a little bit of a pervert, mentions of panty sniffing but geto doesn’t do it, m! and f! masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral / cunnilingus, slight nipple play, spitting (on ur pussy), finger sucking, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut
geto was a sweet roommate.
he’s always topping up on supplies when you needed things, pushing away your hand whenever you wanted to pay. where he got all his money, you weren’t even sure. geto cleaned the house, he cooked dinner, hell, it was like you two were married at this point. even gojo had asked if he would get together with someone who wasn’t you (and of course, in classic gojo way, he was skilled in asking it in a roundabout way), geto’s firm and abrupt “no” was enough to make gojo grin from ear to ear.
even he wasn’t sure when it all started — you were always friends with the three of them, gojo and shoko and himself, participating in their antics and getting in trouble in high school. there was hardly any dull times between the four, looking at you through the lens of a friend. but when those lens started to turn blurry and black, seeing you in a new light of tighter outfits and a sweet smile that looked like it contained something hidden, suguru genuinely hoped it would all go away.
it’s not like he thought he was unattractive, but you wouldn’t go for a guy like him, someone hidden behind gojo’s bright personality or shoko’s satirical, cool demeanour. he was oh so oblivious, however, turning an unintentional blind eye when you’re hanging with gojo for the day but only because you wanted to know what birthday present would be best for him, or having a movie night with shoko only to disregard cher horowitz on the television just to ask if geto would like your new nails and hair.
the two of you were so dense when either of you were hanging with them, going on for so long even after taking a gap year for shoko’s overseas med school attachment. they assumed the two of you would’ve done something then, but it was stagnant, dry, that gojo almost wants to take matters into his own hands; so when you’re begging geto if you could room with him, since he lived near the university you were all attending together,
“suguru, pleasee— i wouldn’t wanna travel for hours on end just for like a two hour lecture.”
shoko smiles, gojo laughs, slinging an arm around you, “help your poor friend out, suguru.”
gojo torments him to no end. he doesn’t regret it one bit when your arms are thrown around his neck in a bear hug in thanks, feeling himself get hard just from the way your breasts press against his chest.
“yeah,” it’s said breathily, softly, “it’s no problem.”
suguru thanked god you hadn’t wanted to move in that very same day, cause all that could be heard throughout the small apartment was him pumping his cock to a polaroid picture of you, calling out your name softly as he came all over the photo of your bright smile. he didn’t need the fan that night, the guilt was enough to burn him alive. and after, he acted like nothing happened, except the many, many times he’d think of taking you on every surface of the house, suffering silently for an entire year as the two of you fell into routine day by day.
today might change, however, when geto hangs the last piece of clothing, something that was hardly a difficult task, but it proved to be the hardest thing to date when he’d spot the bras and underwear lying at the bottom of the basket each time he prepared to do laundry. geto wills himself to wash, hang it, and get out but he cannot tear his eyes away from the unmistakable dark spot at the centre of your panties before it’s thrown in, taunting him to just pick it up to breathe in your scent, to do something to defile it, to let his desires take over. but he wasn’t gojo, no, he’d wait all the time in the world for the right time, even if it was at the expense of a throbbing cock and flushed cheeks.
“(y/n), ’m going to the store, you want…” his voice trails off when the drawer before him shows only one clean shirt left, sighing when his favourite shirt has gone missing, again. he knows it simply by the missing tag on the top, cut off terribly by your hands on a drunk movie night. he was thankful you missed his skin by an inch, but he cherishes that shirt and night dearly. geto simply brushes off the mishap, grabbing a sweatshirt instead.
there’s a rap on your door that quells all movement from your side, fabric clutched tightly between your fingers that it hurt just a little.
“(y/n)? love? you okay?”
“y— yeah, i’m fine sugu. what did you say earlier?”
“i’m going to the store. it’s grocery day so i’ll be there for a while — need to stock the fridge up for the week. you want anything?”
geto wishes so desperately to see your face now, asking if you could go and holding a reusable bag by your side, but strangely you don’t even make a move to open the door.
“no it’s fine, and okay! i’m— uh, busy with something,” you look towards the door and back to the article of clothing in your hand, “so i’m sorry i can’t help today.”
geto’s disappointment is brief, but he recovers as soon as he hears your apology, in that sweet, honeyed voice you love to use on him, as oblivious as you were of its effect.
“’s fine, see you later!” there’s a weird and panicky bout of feeling geto gets, but he’s satisfied with the hum you sound through the door. and once the door clicks behind him, you’re unlocking your own door softly, ensuring your surroundings are safe.
geto wasn’t the only one. between your fingers were his favourite shirt, straight from the dirty laundry of last week’s load; it’s been a reoccuring thing these few weeks after realising you maybe want geto to fuck you silly. you’re sneaking around undetected with it, holding it to your nose, breathing in his natural musk. it was the one shirt you liked on him — always put on when with you — it’s like your secret little joke from that night. and it was so sinful, the way your breath hitches from just his scent, the way your panties pool with arousal.
what would it be like to actually wear it?
the thought crosses your mind and leaves just as fast, heart pounding in your chest when you realise you’ve never tried that before.
peeling off your top, you slip it on carefully, swallowing from how much larger he is than you. the sleeves extend past your elbows by a little, so much cloth on you that you’re a little lightheaded by the possibility of being geto’s, belonging to geto.
“oh god…” you sigh, feeling your pussy throb at the thought, and your hands are shy when they creep in between your thighs. they rub at your clit gently, imagining geto was doing the work instead. he’d be so gentle with his hands, cupping your thighs, spreading your legs.
you’re whining when your fingers find your way into your cunt, nose filled with the scent of geto and head filling with the repeated runnings of his tongue on you, his cock in you, his whole person devoted to you. it’s cute how you don’t know that’s already the case. your fingers are lacklustre as you pump them in and out while your other hand is busy with your clit and you look like a goddess: spread out on your bed in nothing but your roommate’s shirt, a soft, slow melody playing from your phone.
you’re so entranced by the sensations you don’t hear the front door opening and the rustle of the plastic bags (he forgot the reusable bags) containing your groceries, distracted by the phone call he’s having with gojo who teases him through the line. his best friend says stupid crap like she’s definitely into you, too. what her panties smell like? have you guys fucked yet?
the last two was enough for geto to whisper a soft satoru!, clearly displeased with the way he was asking about you, about you both that he only rolls his eyes, muttering an annoyed “i’m hanging up, you pervert. i’ll talk to you later—”
setting down the bags, he frowns again upon seeing the closed door, although not as closed you thought you left it.
“suguru— f-fuck, right there—” geto chokes on his saliva at the moans coming from behind the door, careful not to step on the wrong floorboard below him as he lines up with your room door — a terrifying feat rewarded by your needy whines begging for him. he can hear the wetness of his roommate’s cunt, and he wants to take a peak so bad; so he does just that and stiflies a groan at the sight.
your hair is splayed out all around you, pussy facing the entrance of the door just perfectly and his shirt draped over your body. it sends him into a frenzy, head reeling at seeing his shirt so oversized and so perfect over your body that he swears he cums a little at the display. your cute face scrunched up in pure pleasure, your toes curling around the bedsheets he changed for you.
oh, shit.
and geto panics when your head shoots up, eyes meeting his and your hands halting.
fuck, did i say that out loud?
you’re speechless although your reflexes cause you to close your legs immediately, scooting up the bed like you’ve just got cornered by a predator. it was similar — geto with his big, brooding self, moving slowly into the room with both hands up and a dazed look behind his eyes, you, exposed in the eyes of a hungry man who’s craved you for so many months. you like it.
“you’re— you’re wearing my shirt,” geto gulps, causing you to let out a nervous laugh.
“yea— yeah…”
geto thinks that maybe this is it. this was the moment he’s been holding back on for so long, and so he crosses that boundary into your space, stopping right at the footboard of the bed. you follow suit, going onto your hands and knees and crawling to him that he tilts his head back. everything you do drives him crazy.
suguru’s words is heavy, “you think you’re cute, hm? stealing my shirt and then moaning out my name and fingering your pussy like that…”
your breath shakes, ascending to your knees so you’d reach his height, but not quite. he tugs you closer to him.
“yeah.” it’s so quiet he almost doesn’t hear it, “been wanting you for a long time.”
your roommate hums, lips hovering over yours just by an inch. you’d probably pass out if not for your racing heart and pulsating core.
“yeah?”
you’re finished with words, resorting only to a shy nod before geto crashes his lips onto yours, wrapping the other arm around you as yours go around his neck. it’s messy, filled with drool, devouring you on the spot for teasing him for so long, mouths moving in sync with each other. there’s a soft moan that escapes your mouth when you feel him manhandle you with ease, picking you off the bed to set you down on your back gently.
“c’mon, let’s see the mess you made,” you mewl at the words but your legs are stubborn, still in disbelief at the way suguru treats you, but you let him pry your legs apart after some gentle praises. you stifle a smile when you see how geto exhales at how beautiful your pussy is, leaking from your hole while your puffy clit is begging to be touched.
“oh, she’s so fuckin’ pretty…” your roommate mumbles, intoxicated on your scent as he bends down, giving your cunt one last loving look before he looks to you with a small grin. it’s clear he cannot wait, but he pauses for the words he wants to hear.
“wan’ you to eat me out, sugu,” you’re mumbling and suguru thinks it’s so cute, only responding by giving you a peck on your inner thigh, a soft yeah? before he goes down on you.
geto’s tongue on you is slow and cautious, drawing languid circles around your clit as he plays with your thighs, moaning softly into your core.
“s’damn sweet,” you can feel the stretch of a smile before he resumes, drawing you in slowly with each lick, each suck. geto doesn’t let your arousal go to waste, using a finger to scoop up your juices before he rubs the area around your hole and then the first push into your pussy makes you let out a loud, wanton moan.
“oh— your fingers, sugu, they’re—” they’re so much thicker and longer, everything that you couldn’t feel before now feels too much and yet your cunt gives him his answer by clenching around his longer finger.
“better than yours?” he asks with a lopsided smile.
you huff in indignance — not your fault you had shorter fingers, “yeah.”
“i’ll make full use of ’em, baby,” geto gasps softly when he pushes his finger right to the hilt, obsessed with the way your hand closes around his wrist. “too much?”
you shake your head, “n-no, just— feels too good.”
your roommate laughs softly, “princess is just too sensitive.”
he’s tempted to chuckle again when he sees how the pet names affect you, but soon he’s adding a second finger and pushes in, moving at a slow speed. and then when he adds his mouth into the mix, you’re begging for him to hurry; his eyes flutter close, getting lost in everything that you dish out.
geto’s pace is routine like his life, but it’s not any less pleasurable as he curls his fingers upwards, stretching you out and hitting your spot repeatedly. he continually flicks his tongue and sucks and slurps, tasting your essence once and needing a second, third, fourth, umpteenth taste, bringing out the most delicious moans to fall from your lips. it’s like hearing aphrodite sing, and yet you cross her by miles both in beauty and voice. surely, he shouldn’t mention that out loud, but eros can’t possibly help the arrow puncturing his heart, and looking at his psyche now, he thinks you look absolutely flawless.
“f-feel so good, mmh— so deep, suguru—!” his eyes snap open to look at you with hooded lids, sending you a cheeky wink before he starts to suck on your bundle of nerves, keeping his mouth latched around it as his fingers speed up. the noises of your cunt sucking him in paired with your whines just sound so good, and the scent of his shirt is dizzying, pulling it higher and higher till it pools around your chest. you watch as geto pulls away for a second, gathering saliva in his throat before he spits on your pussy, and the action is so lewd your jaw drops and your hips start to hump against him.
“ya like that? filthy girl,” geto smiles, rubbing his thumb into your clit and there’s that distinctive build-up in your stomach, coiling and burning until lays his tongue flat onto your cunt, pressing it deep along with the fingers that curl up in your pussy.
“su—” you don’t even have time to tell him, cumming all over his fingers and soaking the sheets, flustered at the in-awe look geto has on his face at how the shirt had ridden up, at how your hands cup your tits and play with your nipples, at how your cunt gushes so sweetly for him. he continues to pump his fingers to let you ride out your orgasm, relishing in the whine you let out when he removes his fingers.
“patience, sweetheart,” geto moves up to reach you, fingers waiting inches away from your lips. you’re taking his fingers into your mouth, keeping eye contact as you wrap your tongue around them and sucking your cum off of him, swearing lowly when you grab his wrist and shove them deeper. “but then again, we’ve been dancing around each other for too long, now.”
you smile at his allusion to the many times that the what-ifs could’ve come true, and yet now you’re tangled up like this in his shirt.
once geto’s underwear comes off, you’re gaping at the cock that he pumps, clearly looking intimidating enough that geto has a hand to your knee and kisses it gently. “we’ll make it fit, alright?”
you nod a little timidly, taking his hand off and twining your fingers, “yeah, i trust you to take care of me.” you make a quick move to remove his shirt but he stops you, saying something embarrassing about wanting to see how cute and small you look in his shirt. you’re scoffing and pushing at him later, you’re just too tall.
he takes care of you perfectly fine — when geto fully sheathes himself in you, he can only focus on your gummy walls that wrap around him fully, his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and you’re grasping at his hands that grab your hips so hard. your roommate fucks you so well, your body limp and your pussy begging to milk him dry that it spills out so much — geto groans into your neck with reddened cheeks at that later.
you’re receiving a noise warning the very next day, alongside a QR code that takes you to a link for soundproof foam, and all you can do is laugh at each other. like routine, geto is already gathering the ingredients for an apology cake, beside him right in that little kitchen in another shirt of his that starts to smell more and more like you—
In which Alastor’s shadow "plays" with you and you find out something very interesting about your lover.
Alastor’s Shadow x Reader
18+ MDNI
Part 2
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“Behave.”
It had been his Master's orders and he was trying so hard to abide by them, but you were just making it so difficult for him!
What exactly did ‘behave’ mean? It's not like his Master gave any examples in which he could follow through.
Did ‘behave’ mean not going out and slaughtering a few unlucky Sinners?
Did ‘behave’ mean not pulling a few pranks on the hotel residents and staff?
Or did ‘behave’ mean not getting amorous with his Master's lover?
(Shouldn't he be able to touch? He was a very part of Master after all).
It seemed that his Master had not told you to behave as you were touching him freely, causing him to shudder from your pleasant warmth.
“You're so cute~” You always did love how affectionate Alastor’s shadow was as it rubbed against you like a giant cat. “Is there anything you want to do today? I don't think Alastor will be back until tonight.”
The shadow tilted its head before its grin widened and it let out a series of chirps. It pushed you back on you and Alastor’s bed, cooing as you let out a surprised noise when it clamored over top of you, “W-what are you doing?”
The shadow's tail wagged as it thought back to the times where he was just a voyeur when you and his Master engaged in intimacy and knew he wanted to draw those pretty sounds from you.
“W-woah!” Your eyes widened when the shadow eagerly began to pull down your pants, probably ripping parts in the process with its claws. “Did Alastor put you up to this?”
The shadow paused for the briefest of seconds before chattering, nodding its head as it finally managed to rip your pants off.
“Well, if he’s okay with it…” You muttered, shivering slightly when you felt the shadow's two cold hands on each thigh, spreading them as you flushed at the… odd situation you found yourself in.
But if this is something Alastor wanted, then…
You jumped when your panties were practically torn off you and cool fingers were parting your folds. You shut your eyes, expecting to feel discomfort or even pain since you weren't prepared in the least and not at all wet.
The shadow tittered, using his thumb to rub circles around that nub of flesh like his Master did and as expected, you let out one of those pretty sounds that had his ears twitching.
“That… feels good.” You sighed, feeling a heat in your lower belly begin to ignite. You glanced down curiously, aching a bit when its thumb left your clit, moving so its face was directly at your cunt.
Before it could dig in, it reached up, catching you by surprise as it took hold of your arms and placed your hands on its ears, pointing at them and chirping.
“You want me to pet them while you do that?” You asked and received a nod in return. “If you're anything like Alastor, and I'm sure you will be, I'm not sure I'll be able to,” you got a sound that sounded like a huff, “but I'll try! I will!”
The shadow seemed satisfied with that.
The shadow parted your slippery folds again, keeping them spread and it was quick to bury its long tongue in your dripping hole, causing you to shudder.
Like Alastor, it could elongate his tongue.
You groaned, feeling its tongue lap at every little crevice of your pussy, slurping up your slick like a mindless animal, “H-hah, yeah. Oh, r-right.”
You squeezed its ears as promised.
You almost shattered when you felt a small vibration in your core and you barely heard something – a sound that you never heard the shadow make before and once more, to be sure, you squeezed the shadow's ears.
Again, there was that sound and that oh-so good vibration and with the absolute tongue fucking you were getting, you were gonna cum with that next one.
But that sound – what was it and why was it familiar?
The shadow ears twitched when you squeezed them again, hearing your moans while your legs spasmed around his cold body and he tried the best he could to lap up your slick as your hole clenched around his tongue.
Your noises were so pretty~♡
(He wanted more).
It took a few moments for you to gather your senses as you slowly sat up, seeing the grinning shadow practically make heart eyes at you.
But before that, you needed an answer to a question (and possibly, another answer to another question).
“That noise you made when I touched your ears, was that a deer bleat?” You asked, causing the shadow to nod and you to be taken back for a second.
‘I’ve touched them before, and Alastor or his shadow has never made that sound, so maybe it's just a sex thing?’
“If I touch Alastor’s ears during sex, would he bleat too?” You asked, thinking back and you always wondered why your lover seemed dead set on you not touching his ears during intimate times, but you had just respected his wishes and never went beyond that.
The shadow nodded.
“That’s so cute~!” You smiled brightly, bringing the shadow in for a hug and it purred, tail wagging, “Thank you for telling me this! How can I repay you?” You almost regretted asking as the shadow immediately pounced on you, ready for more of you.
His Master wouldn't be back until night, after all.
Do you have any tutorials/answered asks for duotone gif set coloring? Is it as "simple" as picking your colors and using gradient maps? I love all your coloring, but those sets really amaze me.
hi!! i don't think i do, actually! i did one for my color isolation sets, but i've been making a lot of the duotone ones lately and i'm happy to walk you through my process! (and thank you so much, that's so sweet 😭)
examples: midnight mass | evil dead burn | evil dead burn | evil dead rise | mother mary | passenger | the devil's carnival | people we meet on vacation | lord of the rings | cars | the life of chuck | frewaka | the conjuring: last rites | they will kill you | a classic horror story | wall-e | marianne | trick 'r treat | until dawn | silent hill | criminal intent | practical magic | candyman 2021 | candyman 2021
lmao highkey sorry for all the self-promo but these are genuinely some of the gifsets i'm most proud of 😅 anywhomst, below the cut, i'll show you how i do the thing! (apologies, this ended up being a pretty long one!)
step 1: choosing your scenes. whether you're like me and record clips and load those into photoshop or you screencap, what i find to be (arguably) the most important part of this process is scene selection. the other part of most importance is knowing how to manipulate colors. (disclaimer that there might be other ways to do this type of coloring, but this is how i taught myself to do it!)
those two really go hand-in-hand with each other. oftentimes, i don't start out knowing what color combo i want to use. instead, i open the movie or episode in vlc and skip through it in ten second intervals (right arrow key) and scenes and particular images will jump out at me as i go. because it's freshest in my mind and i'm lowkey obsessed with it, i'm gonna use evil dead burn as my example for the purposes of this tutorial.
as a side note, i've found that going and skipping through (i like to think of it as speedrunning lol) a movie, i notice colors that i didn't really pay attention to the first time i watched it unless they're super obvious like this:
when i saw edb in the theater, i literally giggled at this scene bc it leapt out as being 1) an iconic shot to gif in general and 2) incredibly easy to manipulate the color. but i don't always notice how easily a shot will be easy to manipulate until i'm going through and clipping it for gifsets. here are some examples of shots that DID stand out to me:
and some that jumped out at me while clipping:
but before i continue, i want to break down why these are good examples for manipulating colors. while it's not always the case, i do tend to prefer gifs with minimal movement if i think i might have to use layer masks. this happens most often with faces/skin colors. for examples 1 and 3-5, the colors i want to fuck around with aren't the characters' skin but the colors around them -- blue, cyan, and an off-white and in this case. 3 is a bit of an outlier at the moment, but i'll go more in-depth when i get to the actual coloring bit.
in the case of examples 2 and 6, 2 is very similar to the very first image i shared, with the character silhouetted against a blue and red background respectively. with 6, this type of scene works great for sets like these as long as you're okay with knowing that anything you manipulate will also change the character's skin color.
basically, when i'm skipping through, i'm looking for scenes with distinct colors. it really doesn't matter what the colors are, just that they're easily manipulated. something like this doesn't work great:
it's not that they can't work (i used the second one in one of my edb sets with a lot of extra finagling), but they're largely all one color and that color is very neutral. the orange screenshot above is a lot more vibrant and can be manipulated with red and yellow where these two are kind of just greyish, something that is a lot more difficult to work with for me.
step 2: now for the actual coloring process! i am assuming basic gifmaking skills in this tutorial, but if you happen to need beginner tutorials, check out that tag on my resource blog. here's the base gif we're starting with (cropped and sharpened, but no coloring):
step 2a: base coloring. these first few layers are the adjustments i start virtually every single gif with.
first is a blank (unchanged values) brightness/contrast layer set to screen. this considerably brightens the gif and from the moment i saw this in a tutorial on coloring really dark scenes, it's been a literal game changer.
next is a curves layer. use the black and white eyedroppers (pictured to the very left of the screenshot below), one at a time. the way this works (and why it can be helpful when doing regular coloring of a heavily tinted scene) is by selecting the black eyedropper and then clicking on the blackest/darkest part of your gif. then do the same with the white eyedropper, instead clicking the whitest/lightest part of your gif. now, this gif is an outlier adn should not be counted bc the lightest part is still extremely red, so i just skipped over using the white eyedropper this time.
my third base layer is selective color. apply the adjustment and then select blacks from the dropdown menu. you'll see four separate sliders here. for blacks, i almost always just make them even blacker. it helps add more contrast between black and the rest of the color(s). on average, i usually crank the black slider up (toward the right) from +3 to +10 depending on the scene. in this case, it was +5. then, selecting neutrals from the dropdown, i typically lighten the blacks (moving the black slider to the left) in those anywhere between -1 and -4. the only thing with manipulating neutrals is that it can really lighten skin tones, so be very careful with this if giffing people of color! i went -3 for this one. and here's what our gif looks like so far (our coloring on the left and the og on the right:
not a huge difference, but we've brightened it up quite a bit and already the reds are looking more vibrant. now comes the fun part!
step 2b: COLOR MANIPULATION! *airhorns* my not so secret method with all these sets is utilizing selective color. i almost never use gradients with these sets and though there's one other method i use and will cover after this, i would say i do this 9.75 times out of ten.
the main thing with selective color is identifying 1) the color(s) you want to manipulate and 2) knowing how to manipulate them. i will say the latter half of this was something that took practice, but now i know it like the back of my hand. with this particular gif, because the color we're going to fuck with is red, that's the color we're going to choose from the selective color dropdown menu.
before going any further, i prefer to use a new selective color layer for each color i manipulate and color code them just for organization's sake. you could do this on the same selective color layer as the black & neutral one, but i don't like doing that lol. to color code your layers, right click on the box with the visibility eye on it and choose the appropriate color:
and here's what we start with for this gif:
what do the different sliders actually mean, though? the *magic* of these is knowing the colors and their respective opposites. cyan is the opposite of red, meaning that if you move that slider to the right, you will make the reds in the gif even more red. magenta is the opposite of green. moving this slider to the left will make your reds look more pink. yellow is blue's opposite. moving the slider to the left will make the reds more orange and moving it to the right will make the reds more purple.
unless i already know the colors i'm going for, i usually just start sliding shit around until i find a color i like while also keeping in mind that if this is going to be part of a duotone set, i will need more shots that either start out red or can be manipulated to be red or are at least similar to red. i ended up using this shot in my pink & green set and needed 3-4 other scenes that i knew i could be changed to the same pink. this meant finding other scenes with prominent reds, yellows, or oranges.
but before i get too ahead of myself, here's how i actually made the red into a vibrant pink:
i will say that most often, i am going all the way to one side or the other. moving them less "extremely" means the colors won't be as vibrant (but you can always add a vibrance/saturation layer after the fact too). here's how it looks after this layer with the og gif on the right:
i didn't save the psd for this set, but i'm relatively certain this is all i did with this particular shot. sometimes, i'll find that manipulating the colors can change the blacks and neutrals, so i'll add another selective color layer on top of this one, select black from the drop down, and increase the black slider a couple points just to increase the contrast again.
let's look at another example that doesn't start off red but still can be made to match this pink. i'm going to use the scene from the examples above, the one that's super orange. i add the same three base coloring layers, but i always redo the curves layer because what's black in the first gif may not be what's black in the new gif. here's what we're starting with (base coloring on left, og gif on right):
ultimately, here's what we need to do: orange -> red -> pink. orange is slightly more complicated to work with because it's in between two main photoshop colors: red and yellow. we'll need to adjust both to make the image actually red. here's what i did:
et voila:
oftentimes, i'll keep my first gif open and drag it so it's side-by-side with the next one i work on just to make sure i end up with the same (or at least very similar) pink. if need be, i'll add a magenta selective color layer and adjust those values so they match more closely, but these two are super close, so it's fine the way it is.
fun fact, i did use this shot in this pink & green duotone set, but i made it green instead of pink because i had enough red scenes already. here's how i'd adjust the base orange gif to make it that electric green instead:
to sum all this up, it's about 1) finding the right kind of shots, 2) knowing which color(s) to manipulate, and 3) how to turn those colors into different ones based on the main photoshop colors: red/cyan, magenta/green, and yellow/blue.
i would be happy to go over other examples if anyone has additional questions or if something is unclear, so please let me know if that's the case! i'm genuinely always happy to help to the best of my ability -- i just need to have the spoons to do so, so it might take a couple days as doing these tutorials does take a good chunk of time.
step 2c: now, earlier, i alluded to another method and i wanna quick go over that. this comes into play when you're working with either less vibrant colors or more neutral colors. this is kind of the perfect example (which is why i've used it in like 2 sets, made it my mobile header, and it may or may not be the header for my annual halloween event this year [insert grinch smile gif here]) with base coloring on the left and og on the right:
firstable, this shot made me giggle and kick my feet and twirl my hair bc 1) shining reference and 2) i just think it's neat :) but there are two main reasons why this particular shot works with this other method: there's very little movement and the door on either side isn't an easily manipulatable (is that a word) color like the other examples.
what i did in this case is add a new layer on top of the base coloring and set the blending mode to color. then i used the eyedropper tool on one of the other already-colored gifs and painted the door with that color. now, you can totally do this with like. any gif, but unless you're willing to either color frame-by-frame or fuck around with layer mask keyframes, you're gonna want something that doesn't move lol. i'm just not about that level of tedium. anyway, here's what this looks like once painted over (and cleaned up around the face with a layer mask):
the lighter/whiter the color you're painting over, the better/more vibrant this will be, so it doesn't really work to color over black bc your color won't show up. again, part of why this shot works so well. also for funsies, i made her iris that pink, too, but you can't see it in this example. this shot is also insanely versatile bc you can paint with whatever color you want. the possibilities are as limitless as hex codes :)
as a final note, some of my favorite individual gifs that have come out of these sets are ones that contain (or can be made to contain) BOTH colors i'm working with, like this from my midnight mass set linked above:
i was turning blues and cyans into purples and yellows and reds into orange/gold and there were quite a few shots that i already had clipped (reasons for having a 20tb hard drive to store everything i clip so i don't have to redo it every single time) that contained shades of all of those colors. i think that adds another level to a regular duotone set (which of course i still love!), having a gif or multiple gifs that contain both colors vs. having just purple and just yellow gifs. it ultimately depends on what kind of shots are at my disposal!
i think that's it? at least i can't think of anything else i want to add at this moment, but genuinely, if you have any additional questions about this type of coloring, don't hesitate to ask! i don't believe in gatekeeping when it comes to gifmaking 💙 that said, also reach out if you want me to walk you through anything else, even if it doesn't pertain to this! mwah!
Hi there! I have a hurt/comfort request for Ranpo. Would you be willing to write headcanons or a scenario for his s/o (ADA!reader) being captured and held hostage by an opposing organization, and he and the others won't be able to rescue them for a few days due to circumstances? Let's also say for the sake of writing they can't use their ability to escape cuz their captors accounted for that. They're visibly shaken and terrified when the other members can finally rescue them, and Ranpo has to help calm them and assure them they're safe now.
Is there a reason this took so long? Nope! Just a mild depressive episode :)
Anywayyyy this got super long, so I had to cut this kinda short!! If anyone wants a part two or something similar, don’t be scared to ask!
Warnings: Kidnapping, references to violence. GN! Reader!
Requests are open!
It’s been… fuck, about a week? Keeping track of days is incredibly difficult when there’s no windows and you keep being fed at vastly different times to throw you off. You can’t even scratch the number of days you think you’ve been in here because of these stupid shackles!
At the very minimum, you sighed, leaning back against the cool wall of the blank cell you’d been kept in, you’d be able to study these shackles when you got back to the agency. If you got back at all…
You believed in your coworkers— your friends, your boyfriend— ability to get you back safely, but it was hard to keep up hope when you’d been stuck here for days, and your captors made it a point to torture you for information every other day.
You sigh again, closing your eyes and shifting in place, trying to get comfortable. These shackles held your hands behind your back, digging into your skin. It was a struggle to even stand without the help of your hands, let alone lie down—
Clank!
…what the fuck was that?
Bang!
No, seriously, what—?!
BOOM!!
Oh, shit— this is how you die, isn’t it? you didn’t answer any of their questions, and now they were gonna kill you for being a stubborn idiot— shit, were you shaking??
You can’t move. You’re chained to a wall, scared out of your mind— you’re a sitting duck. Prey, caught in a trap. Stars, this is the end?? You were going to die in a cold cell, without seeing any of your friends ever again? Fuck, they wouldn’t even have a body to bury holy shit—
“Oh, Hey!! I found them!”
…Dazai????
You look up— when did you close your eyes— and see Dazai, standing a few feet away from the bars of your cell.
He’s not looking at you, he’s staring down a darkened hallway just out of view. You shift up, trying to— get his attention? See what’s he’s looking at??— But you only manage to twist your arms uncomfortably.
You try to clear your throat, speak up and call for assistance, but— pounding footsteps echo through the stone facility, rapidly approaching before Dazai is unceremoniously shoved out of the way with a small protest by— “R- Ranpo!?”
This past day has been so fucking strange but— You really hadn’t expected being rescued today, let alone by the entire agency. You were that important, huh? They didn’t even do that when Atsushi and Kyouka got kidnapped.
You don’t really recall what happened next— not clearly, anyway. You think there was a lot of crying, probably from you. You don’t know how the cell was opened, or when you were led out of the facility, or when they got those cuffs off, but you were sitting on the floor outside now, with Yosano carefully checking over the angry red marks on your wrists while you felt your ability slowly returning to you.
“Mh, shouldn’t be too bad… you won’t be able to do any workouts for a bit, but…” She shrugs, pulling a blanket over your shoulders with a small sigh. She rests her hands on your shoulders for a moment before pulling you into a hug, squeezing you gently. “You’ll be okay.”
You carefully pull away, tugging the torn sleeves of your shirt down. Glancing back towards that god forsaken ability reveals that you weren’t the only person inside. You see dozens of other people being led out by varying authorities— it seems this wasn’t just an agency mission.
Turning back to Yosano, you pull the blanket tighter around yourself. “Yosano-sensei…” You start carefully, voice cracking from disuse. “Where’s—?”
Carefully, warm hands settle on your shoulders, pulling your body backwards towards someone’s chest. They rest their head on yours, taking a deep breath before pulling away. You tilt your head back, already aware of who’s behind you. “Ranpo,” You breathe out, eyes wide.
Your beloved partner stares down at you, expression tight. You hear Yosano stand with a grumble, heeled shoes clicking against the pavement as she walks away, but you don’t care about her right now. You were seeing your boyfriend for the first time in days, you were busy.
Slowly, he steps around you and drops to his knees in front of you, opening his eyes and carefully scanning over your features. He lifts a shaking hand and presses it against your cheek, brushing away some of the dirt caked onto your skin. “Hi,” he whispers, voice cracking on the syllable.
You make a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob, catching his hand and holding it in your own with a smile. “Hey,” You rush out, feeling like you can finally breathe again.
Ranpo doesn’t cry, not like you are, but he doesn’t need to. Something in his face shifts, and you know, without words, that he’s just as happy to have found you finally. He leans forward and presses your forehead against his own, letting his eyes fall shut as he breathes out— like he can finally breathe again too.
It will take you… a while, to fully recover. Physically and otherwise. But, you are out. You are safe. Your boyfriend is with you, as are your friends. No matter what comes, no matter what happens, you will be okay.
When Katara and her brother Sokka left the South Pole to begin traveling the world with Aang, the young Avatar who’s been frozen in ice for a hundred years, romance wasn’t on her mind in the slightest, but that started to change after meeting a handsome earthbender named s/o.
Katara met s/o in the city of Omashu following their encounter with King Bumi, who insisted that the young man join the Avatar and his friends on their travels.
“Aang, if you’re gonna master the four elements, you will need an earthbending teacher, and I think s/o here will make a perfect one for you.”
He says as s/o steps forward and introduces himself to the group.
“I would love to join you guys if you’ll have me. I’d just like to apologize for everything his majesty put you through, he can be a bit….zany sometimes.”
“It’s fine s/o. My name’s Katara by the way.”
The two benders exchange friendly smiles as s/o then becomes part of the group.
While it didn’t take long for s/o to become friends with Aang and Sokka, he became especially close to Katara, eventually leading to him being confronted by the beautiful waterbender’s brother.
“Ok s/o, what’s up with you and my sister?”
“What do you mean Sokka?”
“Don’t play dumb! You two have gotten awfully close, and I’m not sure I like it. What are your intentions with her?!”
He demands as s/o doesn’t take him too seriously.
“Intentions? Sokka, Katara and I are friends. Nothing more. So just relax ok?”
“Alright, just know if you do try anything funny with her, I have a boomerang with your name on it mister!”
He walks away, but not before giving s/o the ‘I’ve got my eye on you’ hand gesture, causing the earthbender to chuckle softly.
“Sokka’s being silly, Katara’s my closet friend, I can’t possibly have feelings for her….can I?”
The more he think about it, the more s/o realizes that he may actually have feelings for Katara, causing a faint blush to appear on his face.
Meanwhile, Katara has already been aware of how she feels about s/o, and decides that she’s gonna confess to him when the right moment comes, which ends up being not long after Toph joins up with them and becomes Aang’s new earthbending teacher.
“S/o, is something wrong?”
Katara asks him one night after noticing how bummed he’s been lately.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just…the reason King Bumi let me come with you and the others was to teach Aang earthbending, but with Toph taking over that role, I feel…kinda useless now.”
“But you’re not useless s/o, you’re our friend, and we’re happy to have met you. I’m happy to have met you.”
She says as both of them blush before Katara decides that it’s time to confess.
“Hey s/o? I’ve been wanting to tell you something. I…I like you, as in…more than a friend.”
“R-really Katara? Because I like you in that way too. Will you…be my girlfriend?”
He asks as she smiles and kisses him on the cheek.
“I’d love that s/o.”
And with that, the two are officially a couple.
Both of them were nervous to tell the other that they’re together, but everyone was super supportive, even Sokka, much to their surprise.
“I had a gut feeling you two would end up together, but remember s/o, treat my sister right or face the wrath of my trusty boomerang.”
“Heheh, duly noted Sokka. You have my word that I’d never do anything to hurt her.”
Dates are difficult since they’re constantly going from place to place, but Katara and s/o do spend time together shopping for supplies whenever the group stops at a nearby village, otherwise they’re snuggling right up against each other while riding on Appa.
Jealousy is practically nonexistent due to how deeply Katara and s/o care for each other, but can get annoyed when one of them gets flirted with by a local.
“I can’t believe those girls were ogling you right in front of me. Couldn’t they tell that I’m your girlfriend?”
She asks with a huff as s/o wraps his arms around her.
“I guess not, though I couldn’t care less because the only girl my heart belongs to is you Katara.”
For several days after being taught bloodbending by Hama, Katara has been having nightmares due to being traumatized by the ordeal, to which her boyfriend is always there to comfort her.
“Hey hey, it’s gonna be okay Katara. I’m right here for you.”
“It haunts me s/o. Never in my life did I imagine waterbending could be used in such a horrific way! I…I hate it!”
She begins sobbing as s/o is quick to embrace her.
“I know. You’re a good person Katara, and you’d never use would never use that bending on another person.”
(Besides the commander of the Southern Raiders of course, but I can forgive her for that considering the circumstances.)
Being calmed by her boyfriend’s reassurance, Katara sinks into his embrace as she holds him close for the rest of the night.
When it comes to fighting, s/o and Katara always have each other’s backs and work extremely well together.
“Katara! Look out!”
S/o shouts before sending a boulder flying at a Fire Nation soldier who was about ready to attack her.”
“Oh! Thanks for the save s/o!”
“No problem! That makes us even after how you healed my burns from when I fought Zuko last time.”
Upon Katara and Sokka being reunited with their father Hakoda, s/o was beyond nervous when his girlfriend told him that he wants to meet him.
“There’s nothing to worry about s/o. Sokka and I told dad everything about you. He’ll love you.”
“W-well, if you say so Katara.”
Despite being quite intimidated by his girlfriend’s father at first, s/o became relived when Hakoda greeted him with a smile.
“So you’re the guy my daughter’s been dating huh? I’ve heard a lot of great things about you from my kids, it’s nice to meet you s/o.”
“Thank you sir, and it’s an honor to meet you as well.”
When s/o and the gang sneak into the Fire Nation and acquire new clothing in order to blend in, he can’t help but blush when he sees his girlfriend’s outfit.
“How do I look s/o? Do you like it?”
She asks him teasingly as his blush deepens.
“Y-yeah, you look absolutely beautiful Katara.”
He says, causing her to blush now in response.
“T-thank you s/o, you look really good yourself.”
Now that they’re both blushing, their friends can’t help but snicker at the couple, much to their embarrassment.
Things between Katara and s/o continue to be great until after the Firelord is defeated, when Katara suddenly realizes something.
“Where do we go from here s/o?”
She asks him as he looks at her questioningly.
“What do you mean Katara?”
“Since Aang defeated Firelord Ozai, I plan on going back home with Sokka to the South Pole to be with my dad while you’ll be returning to Omashu right? I…I don’t want us to be apart s/o.”
“Neither do I, which is why I’m going with you.”
“Y-you are?”
She looks at her boyfriend in surprise as he smiles.
“Yep. King Bumi and my parents gave me their blessing, so now you’re stuck with me.”
He jokes as she proceeds to hug him tightly.
“This is great! I love you s/o.”
“I love you too Katara.”
The two smile lovingly at each other and kiss, with Katara extremely happy to be with her earthbender s/o.
Middle space reader with CG Johnny cage (mk1 and mk11?, separately)
also maybe CG sindel and CG Shao Kahn (mk11, together) with middle space reader?
I'll post the other one some time later. :3
Also, do you have have any middlespace activity suggestions? I never know what to write for it :(
Btw, there's some curse word mentions in here, but nothing too bad
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CG Johnny Cage MK1 w/ Middlespace Regressor Hcs
⭐️ Really good with middlespace regressors!!
⭐️ A bigger kid? Awesome! There's so many fun activities you two can do!!
⭐️ If you like doing your nails, he'd get, and learn, how to do nails on you and him
⭐️ It takes many attempts, the results are . . . there, and it's totally not, very much mostly, his fault <3
⭐️ I'm not saying he'd let you curse all the time . . . But definitely some times 😎
⭐️ Like, he didn't hear that naughty word, must have never happened! (he thinks he's cool by letting you slide most time since your bigger) (unless you curse often while regressed, he won't do it around you, but its chill)
⭐️ Big kids can watch scary movies, so he defiantly let's some more pg13+ (and a very select few rated R) movies slide
⭐️ ^ Nothing too bad or gory, he won't let all movies slide
⭐️ . . . His movies are definitely on the ay-okay list
⭐️ He's got a bunch personally, closet cosplays one of his favorite big kid activities
⭐️ If you're cool going outside while small, Johnny's got you!!
⭐️ Skating parks, he'd make sure you have a blast!!
⭐️ Zoo or Aquarium trips? Total big kid thing, he'll give you as many animal facts as he can
⭐️ Afraid of the press? No worries. It can be pretty scary, but Johnny's already figured it out (outlandish outfit, he’ll be the center of attention, you won't even be noticed most times)
⭐️ He'll play more ‘bigger’ games with you, more leaning towards things like Halo instead of kiddie phone games
⭐️ ^ But it has to be on easy, or he's gonna own you 💪 (he's words, not mine-)
⭐️ Snapchat filter time is his FAVORITE, if you allow him to take pictures, he'll have a whole album just of you two being silly with it
⭐️ More ‘darker’ middlespace? Like emo, goth, scene, grudge, etc? Johnnys got you
⭐️ Makeup, eyeliner, outfit styling, he knows the works (and some great pg bands to listen to!!)
⭐️ Definitely not against making bracelets, but he probably uses most of the beads by accident 😬 (he'll buy more . . . And do it again)
⭐️ He'll move away from nicknames like Little One or Kiddo, and more towards ones like Superstar or Pumpkin (unless asked)
⭐️ Nerd too, especially if you like ‘geeky’ things
⭐️ (^ He is very up for watching the entirety of Star Wars with you in your headspace, and will listen to your rambles or answer as many questions as he can)
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CG Johnny Cage MK11 w/ Middlespace Regressor Hcs
💫 Semi related to the other one, but he already knows how to do your nails 😎
💫 He’s old(er), and a girl dad, he knows a lot of things
💫 Like tying kandi bracelets so they won’t come apart! He’ll even put them on the string so they won’t fall!
💫 A bit more strict with curse words (Unless that isn’t your rule at all)
💫 Like, yeah, your bigger … But you better watch those words Mister/Missy!
💫 He gives me more of a grunge teenage phase than a punk one (MK1 Johnny gives me ex-punk/rock phase), so he’s pretty good at finding ph types of music if you're interested in that!
💫 The press isn’t on him as much as they used to be, but sometimes it's still difficult to regress in public at times
💫 His favorite middlespace activity? Music in the park, it's like a mini concert!
💫 Will argue about putting you down for nap time though, especially if your acting naughty 😕
💫 Just cause your bigger, doesn't mean you can act naughty now!!
💫 . . . Unless it's pranking, he'd help with some (like pranking Jacqui or Cassie! What's better better a few laughs?)
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I'm so sorry, I had no ideas for MK11 Johnny, I'm always really bad at writing HCs for him 😭
