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wellll, i did something?

So I know ai is very taboo with traditional artists but like is it wrong to use ai to get rough drafts of things I want to design or draw like I still feel like it's taboo but idk I'm conflicted

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A midnight encounter with the devil~

Hector Doyle x female reader

It's a rainy night in Tokyo, the wind is blowing harshly, and the only thing that shines brightly are the lights of the old, flickering lanterns that illuminate the streets. Very few people would even consider about going out in such a bad weather, especially at such an hour, but for the young (h/c) haired woman, there was no other option.

She once again had to work late into the night, even if she didn't like it, she had no other choice but to work in the late shift. After all, she gets paid for it and she definitely couldn't afford to make a fuss about it. A small sigh escapes her lips as she tries to fight against the wind. Her hair is flying wildly around, so that she could barley see the streets and her clothes are already soaked. God, she hates this weather. She feels her clothes sticking to her already cold body. It really couldn't get any worse, all she wants to do is to come home, put on some dry and comfortable clothes and snuggle up in her bed. Was that too much to ask for?

She moves towards the sidewalk, where she tries to cross the streets, when suddenly something catches her (e/c) colored eyes. No, it's not something, it's someone. Who is crazy as she is to go out at this hour? Maybe it is just a homeless person trying to find some shelter. She didn't really want to stare, after all it wasn't proper, but there is something strange about this person. On a closer inspection, she realizes that it is a man. He is standing there under a lantern without moving.

What the hell, she thinks to herself as she notices the man moving towards her. Her instinct screams at her to run, run as fast her legs could bring her, her heart begins to pound and her legs start to tremble. Anyone with a survival instinct would be gone now, but she again doesn't move. She just can't, something is stopping her. Is it fear?

The man comes closer and closer as he suddenly stands in front of her. He is tall, much taller than her. His body looks muscular, even though it is hidden under a black turtleneck sweater with black jogging pants. Now she also notices his face, which contains feminine features. But the thing she notices most are is daring red eyes. These eyes shine with superior.

She knows him, she is very sure of that, but where the hell does she know him from? She can't remember it. After all, she is standing opposite a man who doesn't exactly look harmless. Damn it, if only she had run away. She pulls herself together as she speaks up with all her last strength. Her voice sounds anxious. "C-Can I help you?" She stutters out when the man just grins. He is clearly enjoying it how helpless she is.

Now he speaks up too, his voice sounds arrogant. "No, you can't help me archive my goal." The woman thinks she could hear a Scottish accent out. "And don't worry, I won't kill you." For a moment it is quiet, but for (Y/n) it feels like long, torturing minutes. Her thoughts skip over and over again as her entire body shakes. Did he just said kill? How the hell did she get into this?!

And then it happens, it's like an accident, she remembers who he is. It's Hector Doyle, the man who survived his death sentence and escaped from prison yesterday. It was all over the news and even she couldn't avoid it. But why did he came to Japan? It didn't made sense.

The grin from the death mate widened as he realized how her gaze become more fearful. "I see you know who I am." He grabs a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket and puts the filter into his mouth. Apparently, the rain didn't bother him much because he still manages to somehow overpower it and light up his cigarette. The woman suddenly smells the nicotine in her face, which makes her cough.

"You should be more careful, you never know who you meet in the streets" his voice doesn't sound as arrogant as before, did he.... pity her? No, that couldn't be, someone like him would never feel something like that.

Suddenly, loud police siren can be heard, which rang out all the empty streets of Tokyo. (Y/n) used the moment to turn around for a short minute of time, to see where the sounds come from. As she turns back to Hector, he was no longer there, he disappeared without making a sound and any clue where he could go.

Huh? Where the hell is he? She thinks to herself. It didn't feel real, more like fiction. Who could ever tell anyone that he met an assassin? But deep inside, she is really grateful that she is alive, if he wanted, he could have killed her with ease, but he didn't, and this made her glad.

After a few minutes of standing still, she starts to go home again. Her body is still shaking, due to all the adrenaline she had released. But she also knows that she couldn't tell anyone about this strange encounter, because who would ever believe her?

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Jasico Bakery AU WIP! @~@

Hi so this is like my first post on this account really hi I am Moss im working on an about me page but for now just check my twt if you have any questions.

This is my first time writing in a really long time and it has not been edited so please be mindful, constructive criticism is apricated being mean is going to hurt my feelings </3, now with that being said enjoy

Jason was finally the only one opening the family bakery this morning, The shop gets extra busy in the winter months when everyone's home for the holidays. Jason had to have his sister Thalia and his best friend Reyna help with the extra morning rush. Now though, the holidays are over which means Jason can be back to his happy place! Thalia and Reyna are great company but Jason loved opening alone the calm vibes of the shop before the rush is a peace that is unmatched by anything else.

As he pulled up to the store he was frustrated to see there was an old rusted black Cadillac parked right where Jason usually parked. He sighed, he parks in that spot almost every day of the week but then decides to let it go. Nothing's going to ruin my open! He decided before parking around the block. Jason got out of his car and locked it, he didn't really mind having to walk a couple of blocks to get to the shop, there was a light drizzle that freckled over Jason's cheeks keeping his senses sharp, The breeze that shook through his coat was almost relaxing to him. He made sure to glare at the Cadillac as he unlocked the bakery door, making sure to relock as he got inside.

The smell of flour was always the first thing Jason smelled when he walked into the bakery, a rich scent that filled Jason's mind with fond memories. He and his sister had saved up their whole lives for this place and they finally made enough money and opened it 4 years ago when Jason was 19 and Thalia was only 22. Jason grew up baking, whether it was Thalia's birthday cakes or helping her experiment with new recipes he always felt at home in the kitchen.

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Dear Mileven Shippers

(Please don’t come for me!)

Some people are so sweet on tumblr and it’s awesome. I personally have never crossed people who hated the stuff I post. Although I do know some people have. I just don’t understand why mileven shippers get so mad at byler.

It’s not like they have to be looking at fan art and stuff. And most byler shippers are perfectly fine with mileven. I like both, but I ship one more than the other and I think that is ok.

I’m not saying this in a mean way but can you stop hating. If you don’t want to look at byler stuff just don’t look at it. Personally before I even knew about byler I had no clue what it was and had never seen anything like it.