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I'm trying to think about what it would be like when it's Malleus' turn, like will he take the punch and still be in love, like a damn Uchiha, or will he just be smart and dodge?
although after the 4th or 5th time the other characters will become aware of this, and it is very likely that Orto will develop some super shield capable of surviving the punch
you know, I wonder what it would be like if Yuu had the skills of Sakura haruno/Sarada Uchiha (naruto), imagine her ending up fighting the Ovebloot like this
It would make Leona laugh a lot if that happens. Can you imagine receiving a cognitive recalibration via a punch from a human without "magic?"
Denial of closeness update>
Chapter 3: Threads and Memories
Niffty is making a puppet show!
This time she wants to make it with actual puppets, so Alastor volunteers to make them with her.
3. Don't you hate it when the princess calls you Niffty's dad?
Here is a snippet>>>
As the last notes of her makeshift orchestra faded, Niffty took a bow. The applause was polite but distant. She glanced at Alastor, who sat in the corner, his crimson eyes half-closed. As others left the room she came closer to him. His crimson eyes bore into Niffty’s, curiosity etched on his face. “What’s on your mind, my dear?”
Niffty fidgeted with her sketchbook, her mind racing. “Do they hate my shows?” she blurted out, her voice small.
Alastor chuckled, his smile enigmatic. “Niffty, they wouldn’t watch them if they hated them. Your roaches have their peculiar charm.”
But Niffty wasn’t satisfied. “Maybe I should try something new,” she mused aloud. “What if I made actual puppets? New characters, fresh stories!”
Alastor leaned back. “That could be refreshing,” he conceded. “And you know how to sew, don’t you? You made that beautiful dress!”
Niffty’s eye widened. “Yes, clothes! Mostly with a machine. But dolls? They’re different. How do I even start?”
Alastor hummed and clapped his hands “First, we’ll need fabric. Something sturdy but soft. And a pattern—” “I can draw the pattern! Look!” She flipped her sketchbook to reveal a rough outline of a doll, its limbs elongated, its head oversized.
Alastor examined her drawing. “Not bad. Now, let’s cut the fabric.” He demonstrated, the scissors gliding smoothly through the material. “Remember, precision matters.”
Niffty mimicked his movements, her tongue poking out in concentration. “Precision,” she repeated.
His fingers traced the delicate fabric, guiding Niffty through the art of doll-making. He spoke of seams and stitches, of shaping limbs and faces. Niffty listened, her enthusiasm growing with each whispered instruction.
“Next,” Alastor said, “we stitch the body. A simple running stitch along the edges.”
Niffty threaded the needle, her fingers deftly pulling the thread through the fabric. “Like this?”
...
"Exactly like that sweetie."
Memories of his mother surfaced—the way she’d sit by the window, sunlight streaming through her hair as she sewed. She’d taught him patiently, her voice soft and encouraging.
His father had scoffed, calling it "women's work." Yet, his mother had persisted, her needle weaving magic into every stitch. She had even shared her secret—the voodoo dolls. They were not the dark magic of horror stories but a beautiful connection to the universe.
"Every stitch holds power. Healing and protection," her voice echoed in his mind. Alastor's fingers betrayed him.
He pushed the needle through the fabric, wincing as it pricked his finger. Blood welled up, staining the cloth. “Ouch,” he muttered.
Niffty glanced at him. “Are you okay?”
He chuckled, wiping the blood away. “Fine. Just a little mishap.”
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After a month of hiatus >>>
Chapter 4 (bonus): The aftermath of Niffty’s last puppet show! Emotions be damned.
An attempt to write from Niffty’s POV.Later Rosie’s POV. Features confused and angry Niffty, Husk trying to comfort unsuccessfully, and drunk Alastor.
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“I’ll get your body back. I promise.”
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Hello, hello, hello, lovelies~
I want to apologise for my absence in here, I am done with my finals!!! I just want to say that I am so sorry for not being active in here and to mention that I kinda lost my ability to write? I feel so awkward writing this, it feels strange.
ANYWAY. I AM BACK. And I will answer your requests as soon as possible!
I hope that my readers are still here tho.🥲
Mochi~
HELLO EVERYONE!!! I am back from the very deep (it's summer time finally) and ikemen prince is coming out in English!!! Ahh I'm so excited!!! And the first anniversary is still on going in the jp one! I'm back now and soon, I will post the requests and the fics I've been working on!! Thank you everyone for supporting me all this time!! I also want to thank everyone for the 120 followers!! Stay safe everyone and have a great day/night~
I am back from the dead and I am starving for creative spark 😃
But seriously, I want more creative spark content
AFTER TWO YEARS, I HAVE RETURNED!
I draw Katie soon
(Sorry for not posting like that, I'll do it)
I draw Katie soon
(Sorry for not posting like that, I'll do it)
All alright, I’m back to tumblr now. well I had enjoy day for my college is great take my times. before my good friends wanted me hanging out to traveling from hawaii is my amazing life!?
I am better now
May I possibly ask for a Glauca kidnapping his s/o as a distraction, they’re apart of the royal family or a top glaive -someone important-. Maybe he’s having a hard time doing it.
Hello there anonie! Of course, you can! :)
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Titus aka Glauca has got a very simple mission: kidnapp glaive Y/N Y/S, who where per chance HIS s/o. (But nobody knew that, obvi)
You, as Sigil bearer of Yore, possesed great danger to the Niflheim, because your sigils were boosting power of the Kingsglaive ( even though the sigils were "borrowed" from the old rulers. And you were the unfortunate soul, who was chosen "There are other plans with your fellow "comrades" the old rulers said)
even Verstael showed interest in you, thats what urged this mission (your powers could benefit his godly plan greatly and make their daemons even stronger)
I would be honest ... if you´re really important to him then he would be so conflicted in completing this mission and would try to somehow twist it in his favour.
Glauca/Titus is man of his words. He´s a double agent for Six´s sake, he better be good. He will devise plan in which he would kidnap you.
PLOT TWIST! He would fake your death, so not only Lucis lost valuable asset, but also Niflheim would be screwed. Verstael was in particular pissed, that he lost such interesting lab rat.
Meanwhile you, would be probably locked in Titus huge af mansion that was somewhere on Niflheim´s border.
YOU will be treated like a fucking royalty. He has two or three very loyal people, who takes care of this house. They would told you, that their master saved you and that you´re treated as their guest.
Just a .... when you find out that Titus is Glauca and viceversa .... oh boy, Titus is not prepared for that storm.
He got a bit carried away..
I'm Back
So I'm back. I can see I've gain a few followers so hi👋 I took a really long break from posting stuff because of life. But I'm going to make an effort to post on here again even though life still a bit rough. I don't know if I'm going to be continuing Her New Path, well at leat not for a while. But I am going to be starting a new series. A Haikyuu one. Haikyuu has been an important part of my life recently as it help through some tough times lately. This new series is going to be a smau series with Kuroo x reader (kuroo is my fav haikyuu character), there will be some writen parts but i will let you know which chapters contain them. I will be posting the introductions shortly and update it when i can. So hope you enjoy it and talk to you guys again soon bye-bye.
taehyung, seductively laying in bed: why don't you come and join me~?
jungkook: taehyung, please put your clothes on, we're in ikea. people are staring...
HII DERR!!
Can I request a fluff oneshot with Donald Na?
Donald Na has a long time crush for reader and whenever he sees reader from afar, he would stop and just watch them. But one time, one of reader's friends noticed and told them someone was watching her and he almost got caught. So he just decides to confess his love for reader.
It depends on you on how it ends ><
admiring from afar
cw: fluff, probably ooc (so sorry), bro's lowkey staring like creeps LMAO featuring: donald na
a/n: I AM BACK YA'LL!! also, tysm for the request, this idea is so cute omg !! hope you enjoy, lmk how this is!
"donald? are you listening?" kingsley asks, for the nth time this week. it was starting to agitate him since he wanted to tell donald about what was going on in the union, and he just didn't seem to care! "donald." kingsley repeats.
"huh? oh, yes kingsley, what is it?" donald asks, tearing his focus away from you and to the man trying to talk to him. with a raised eyebrow, kingsley asks, "are you staring at (y/n) again?"
"no, i'm not staring. i'm simply observing. they're a real nutcase, that (y/n)." donald replies, almost having his cover blown. resulting in an unimpressed "uh-huh" from kingsley.
"well, regarding the fight between jimmy bae and.." kingsley begins. 'aaand, he's not listening.' kingsley thinks. he look at donald, then at you happily talking with your friends, then at donald again. 'he cares about them more than the union?' .・。.・゜✭・.
"are you still staring at them?" kingsley asks. "again, not staring. i'm-" "yes, you're observing." kingsley interupts, cutting donald off. he recieves a pointed look, but donald lets it slide.
a small, fond smile is apparent on donald's face as he watches you from afar. and it disappears as soon as it could be seen, as your friend takes notice of his "observing".
"(y/n), do you know that blonde guy?" your friend asks. you turn around and make eye contact with him for a split second, before he averts his gaze. "yeah they do! that's their boyfriend~!" another friend teases. "he's not my boyfriend, we're just friends! he's my class and i think he's kinda cute.." you say, taking a sip of your drink. "well, boyfriend or not, he was staring at youuu~!" your friend sang out, wriggling her eyebrows at you.
"no he's not!! donald's probably looking at something else." you deny, feeling your cheeks grow warm. "well, donald's looking again." she responds. you turn to look at donald and catch him looking at you. you hold eye contact for a bit before turning away. "okay, maybe he is looking at me." you say with a flushed face. "but, whatever! i'm sure it doesn't mean anything.." you continue, taking another sip from your drink. .・。.・゜✭・.
the next day, you recieve a text from him.
'meet me in my office at 5.'
'why does he want me to go to his office?' you ponder. nonetheless, you arrive there at 5 and knock on the door. "it's (y/n)." you call out.
donald quickly opens the door and stares at you. "can..uh- can i come in?" you ask with a sheepish smile.
"yeah, yes.. come in.." he responds, opening the door more to make space for you. "uh- here, for you.." he says bashfully, holding out a bouqet of flowers.
"thank you!" you beam, gratefully accepting them from his hands and taking a seat.
"listen.. i'm just going to get straight to the point.." he starts, taking a seat in front of you. "i like you.. a lot." he continues, staring at the flowers in your hand. "and..i was wondering.. if i could.. be your boyfriend.." he trails off, feeling his ears turn pink.
"i- wh- yes!" you sputter, stunned at the sudden confession. "i would." you smile at him.
"yes? okay.. okay, i have a meeting soon, but meet me at ____ restaurant at 6?" he asks standing up, the corner of his lips curling upwards the slightes bit.
"of course, i'll be there." you respond, placing a soft kiss on his cheek and walking out the door.
ok this one is fr
