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Magi Cursor (Sinbad, Jafar, Masrur, Sinbad Djinn Focalor)
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Kouha Ren x reader ~I care (Fluff) Kouha Ren imagine
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You took a deep breath in then you were pushed on the stage. There were nobles many nobles starring at you. Their eyes were scaring you. Their greedy and disgusted eyes..they look at you like you were trash not even with the worth of an animal. Insecure you tried to pull your way too short clothes down, with were doing a poorly job in hiding your body. No wonder they were worn out so much and thin. "Hey you look up, stupid slave!" the man who was trying to sell you screamed at you, but that made you even more scared, you were terrified and did not dare to look up. Suddenly a wipe hit your body but you keep quiet even through the pain of more hits. You would not do him the favour of screaming, yes you were scared, but the only thing you got left was your pride. You had lost everything else ...even you freedom. You felt blood run down your arms, when suddenly the whipping stopped. What was going on? "You really must be an idiot, why do you suppose it would make your chances of someone buying her get higher when you hurt her?" the voice speaking was ice cold and maybe a little bit high, but definitely annoyed. " Maybe I should use this wipe to get some intelligence in your head? That would be fun, what do you say?" "My, pr-prince...I ..am sorry ..I was not thinking.." "Yes, you were clearly not." Did he just say prince?! "How much?" heh? What was going on. "Prince Kouha? You...you would like to b-buy her?" He wanted to buy you?! Now you were more than confused, you were the last slave on the stage..all the others were already sold, because they were prettier or stronger then you or maybe because they seemed to be more fun because they looked up, but you, you were never sold, not that you wanted anyway...you wanted to be free, but there was no chance to that, so you were just hoping to be bought by someone who would not treat you horribly. "Yes, I want to buy her, so stop wasting my time, how much do you want for her?" "My prince, just take her as yours, she is a gift." " Well than thank-you" you gulped still not daring to get up or look up " The show is over, they are all sold. Go back to your work, so we can be proud of our strong kingdom." You heard the people leave, some mumbling about how strange it was to see a prince outside of the palace. Suddenly there was a hand on your chin and you flinched afraid to be hurt again, but the hand just gently took hold of your chin again another hand carefully stroking your cheek. "Calm down, I will not hurt you." He made you look up and you were met with two somehow pink eyes gazing at you. The pink eyes fitted to the pink long hair but that was not what was making it hard for you to breath, it was the smile he was giving you and the way he looked at you. His eyes were warm and caring. It seemed like ages that anyone had look at you like this, smiled at you. You knew you had to say something, but you were just so confused. "You are not one for much words, heh? Do not worry, I will take care of that. I am Kouha Ren the third prince of Kou and from today on you will work for me. May you give me your name? Or should I rather choose one for you?" "(y-y/n)....my name is (y/n), my prince" "So you can talk!" he laughed and you blushed, his laugh was beautiful. "Well then, (y/n) let us go." He took hold of your arm, but not in a way that would hurt you and made you stand up with him. Just now you realised that he had kneeled for you! A prince kneeling to talk to a mere slave.... You left the stage and a few people joined you, he told you their names and you tried to remember them. "Oh, she looks cute!" you heard one of the women with him whisper and blushed professionally. "Still she looks so sad...Master Kouha will she become one of us?" "yes she will" he answered enthusiastically and to your surprise gently squeezed the arm he was holding you at lightly, as if he wanted to assure you. You were so confused...You head heard that the prince would be a maniac and you had expected that a prince would slaves not even spare a gaze, but he saved you from the man and was really nice to you and everyone seemed to like him more then like, they were looking up to him, was this the way a king should be seen? You took a deep breath, catching Kouhas attention:" I....I" he looked at you and somehow you were drowning in this eyes and losing your words, you had always been shy, and even more afraid because of what you experienced as a slave, but this young man and his eyes were too much for you. He crooked his head a bit smiling at you: " Keep going, you can do that, I know you can" He was encouraging you? " I..thank-you for making this men stop, my prince." You talk so fast, you were sure it sounded weirdly but he just chuckled lightly " See, you can do it, you just need to practice and (y/n)" he patted your head making you blush even more" You are really welcome"
You came to the palace and you were awestricken, it was so huge and beautiful. " I see you like it, that is good. This is you new home, (y/n)." you were surprised that he was calling you by your name. All you had been called since you became a slave had been slave, woman and names. "Prince..Kouha.." you mumbled confused. The prince was still holding you by your arm. " It had been a long day everyone, get some rest oh and be so kind and tell my maids that they can take this evening of, I do not need their assistance today, have a good night everyone." "You too Master" they all answered. To your surprise Kouha still held your arm. You had expected that one of the servants would take you to a place to sleep or something like this, but he made you stay. "Come with me, oh and before you get scared or anything I am not planning on doing anything to you, at least nothing you do not want me to do" he smirked and you blushed again. "They are right, you are cute" he chuckled and took you with him. "This is my room, here sit down." He made you sit on his bed then went into a room next door and came back with a bowl of water and a cloth. "We need to get that nasty wounds of your clean. He gently began to wash your arms "My..my prince..there is no need for you to do this... I ..can do ..this ..I do not want to be a burden ..I" "Hush, now. You are not a burden, I want to take care of you. You know, they cast us out because we are different, I am lucky I have my brothers to look after me and care for me and my sisters, since you have no ne to take care of you, I will do this from now on. Keep your head up, train and practice and show everyone what you are. I take care of the people working for me got that (y/n)" you nodded and a single tear found its way down your cheek. "Now, now, do not cry." He was finished with taking care of your arms and was now slowly lifting the close at your back still you felt not bad or afraid, you somehow knew it was okay, okay since it was him. " I wish I had been a bit early at the stage to see and stop him, I am impressed you kept quiet. Your back....that must hurt quiet a lot... wait a moment I get some bandages and some medizing" With out waiting for you response he jumped up and was gone, only to be back a few minutes later. "Sorry, but you have to take your shirt of, so that I can clean and bandage your back in the right way..I will just look at your back, I promise" Was the prince blushing?! You nodded insecure and took of your shirt, keeping your arms shyly in front of your breasts. Kouha continued his work and you felt much better with every minute. " So, all finished. Wait! You cannot put on that dirty clothes again!" but you had nothing else....suddenly there were clothes, really soft and beautiful, and expensive looking clothes in your arms " Here, take these. I know they are for men and probably a bit too big, but I will get you fitting clothes by tomorrow, still keep this, they are warm and soft, keep them for nights when you get could or something, okay~" "My, prince..that is too much ...I " "It is fine, go next door and wash the rest of your body, I did not take care of and change then. " You nodded and stood up, you were really tired by now. Still you managed to bow" Thank-you so much, Master Kouha" you did as you were told and came back. " Come here" he had changed in more comfy clothes too and you realised they were like the ones you were wearing. He had giving you his clothes, that explained way they smelled so much like him . "Come, here, we both need rest, especially you. " " Master Kouha..?" Did he mean you slept in his room..? "For tonight you stay here, tomorrow I show you your chamber, but for now you stay with me. The palace is huge and must be scary for you with all the people and everything being new. People would talk if I stayed at your chamber, but you staying here is perfectly fine, so come lay down and get some rest. Tomorrow you will start your work as my personal maid. The last one is becoming quiet old, still I like the old lady, but she should not be working so much anymore she will help you learn and help out, but I do not want to overwork her, also she is always so strict with me!" He whined making you chuckle " You laughed !" he beamed and to your great surprise hugged you. You were so confused " Now, now, d not cry...you look much more beautiful when you laugh" He laid down with you still in his arms, pulling the covers over you two. You were a bit insecure because he was so close, but you felt so safe in his arms that you fell asleep to him stroking your hair. The next morning you woke up and saw that Kouha, was gazing down at you:" Good, morning (y/n), have you slept well?" "G-good morning my pri-ince, yes I..I" it was just two much, his gaze, the fact that he was this close and that you had slept in his arms. You did not know how to form a complete sentence anymore and embarrassed hid your face behind your hands. You heard Kouha chuckle lightly: " This will be sooo much fun!" He laughed and seemed really happy about it. He kind of reminded you of a young child, but you really liked that. "Come we both have to go now, before my other maids come and get jealous of you" He made you stand up "je-jelous?" He laughed than sigh over dramatic "You will learn soon enough" He took you by your hand and you two began wondering around the palace yet you met no one just a few guards walking around in the far, it was still really early. "This is your room. See there are clothes for you and all. I make sure that one of the others gets you and takes you to breakfast and gives you a tour, after that I want you to come to my room and assist me if needed, okay ?" You nodded and he again patted your head making you blush "Oh, so you like that" he stroke over your head again "You are like a cat! I like that! Does that mean I can punish you with water? But wait...water is boring. Well as long as you do not mess up there is no need for that" and with that he was off.
After breakfast and a long tour with an really nice maid, you hoped you would become friends you were on your way to Kouhas room but you were stopped because a guard stepped in your way: "Hello there~" He slurred. Was he drunk?! You were quite sure guards were not supposed to be drunk while on duty. "Excuse me please, I have attend to my masters wishes" you tried to get past him but he grabbed you wrist and in the next moment you were pinned against a wall "Hey little lady, not so fast, I am not done talking to you." You tried to get free but that ended just with him slapping you. Should you try to scream? But what if soldiers here were allowed to do these things..." Please... let me go..." "Oh no doll, we will have some fun." He began to let his arms wander around your body, but suddenly he was junked away from you and the next thing you saw, was how he was cut into two halfs by a Kouha who smiled like a maniac. His eyes, was that blood lust? "Haha, that fit you right for daring to touch my dear (y/n) with your filthy hands and also for coming close with that dam priests, haha!" Your knees gave up, you were in a state of shock, because of the man, because of his actions, because of his sudden death and because of Kouha still having this blood lust in his eyes...would he hurt you too because you had caused trouble. Kouha turned to look at you and to your surprise, the second he saw your state his whole behaviour changed. His smile got gently and caring, his eyes warm and soft and he put the sword away after getting rid of the blood, then he whistled and two man came and took the body away, while he took careful slow steps in your direction: "(y/n)-chan? Hey, there" he cooed softly like he was speaking to a child "Are you hurt? Did that man hurt you?" he kneeled down to your level and stroke your cheek "It is okay, he will not hurt you anymore, calm down." He hugged you and pulled you close and you realized you started to cry. You had been so scared. "Shh...hush now.."he suddenly stood up, holding you bride style and carried you to your room. He sat you down on your bed and waited for you to calm down. "your okay now?" he gently asked and as you nodded he out of nowhere slept you, not so hard that it would cause serious damage but enough to hurt: "why the hell did you not even try to scream for help?! In the palace are a lot people someone who would be able to help would have heard you! Seriously do you even realise what could have happened when I had not decided to check up on you and were searching for you!" His look was strict and reprehensive. Then he sighed:" You are quite troublesome, heh?" "I..I am sor-ry my prince" a tear rolled down your cheek, was he still angry at you? You did not want to be a burden and you were a bit scared of him, because he enjoyed killing that man. You did not realised you trembled badly until you found yourself in two strong arms. Kouhas head placed on yours and him gently stroking your hair, not saying a word just doing that. "Listen now, (y/n). You do not need to be afraid. Might I punish you with reasons, yes I might do that, but I have no intention of hurting you badly or killing you, even less cutting you in half, okay? Yes, I do enjoy fighting and yes also killing, but I only kill the people attacking me or being a danger to my people or people I like, or people who earned it because of what they have done. If it makes you feel any better, definitely earned it. We just found proof that he was working with an organisation which wants to damage Kou in great ways and he was using his power as a soldier to hurt many women even children and even killed some of them. We would have him sentence to death by the evening anyway. We just had planned to ask him a few questions now that I think about it....oh Kouen-nii will be angry at me, well I will survive, I hope " He was laughing now and you were looking at him, less scared, somehow you felt quirt save in his arms:" Thank-you, master Kouha for everything" he just patted your head then chuckled "I must say the last time you were this close to me, you were more flustered about it" just then you realised your situation and blushed madly " I...I...I am..." you tried to back away but he was not having that: " Nope, my reward for saving you yet again is that I get to cuddle with you !" he exclaimed and just hugged you tighter pulling you to his chest " You know you are really cute, I look forward to see you every day" Suddenly he kissed you forehead then began to stroke your hair "Do not worry I take care of you."
Dust to Dawn
Gepard x Underground Fighter! Reader (GN)
Part I| Part II| Part III
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•Growing up in the Belebog’s Underworld, you always thought the first time you’d see the sky would be a cause for celebration. It was supposed to be something to remember. Well, in a way it was.
• It starts with Scott and with Sampo, as most of your troubles do. You already told Scott that once the Silvermane guards lifted the barriers and you got your stuff sorted you were leaving the Fight Club and the Underworld and he is on you in an instant, trying to change your mind.
•You’re one of the best, a crowd favorite and while he still had his other money-makers on his payroll, the thought of even losing one cent that you could have brought him has Scott practically begging. It’s almost worth it to see that pathetic look on the old miser’s face.
•But then Scott stops you with a pitch. A big blowout, the event of a lifetime, one last fight to close out one hell of a career and a payout that he swears will be worth it. Or course, you call bullshit. You’d been fighting for years, you knew the figure he named was beyond what any fighter would make even on the biggest nights.
•What would make this one any different?
• This is where stupid fucking Sampo came in. He had apparently conned a bunch of Overworlders into coming down to Boulder Town for an “immersive historical tour” and while they didn’t enjoy getting duped and ditched like a stood-up date, they did enjoy watching people and robots beating the crap out of each other. And boy, did they have the shield to bet.
•Scott promises to you and any other fighters willing to come up to the surface that you’d all make great money at the Overworld’s first Fight Night.
•You almost say no. Almost walk away for good like you promised Natasha and Oleg. But you knew from some of the people who’d already been up to the surface that life up there, the better life you wanted, didn’t come cheap even after getting a decent job. You shake Scott’s hand one last time.
•It’s how you end up leading your fellow fighters, squeezing through Sampo’s secret tunnel leading from the Underworld to an abandoned warehouse in what he says is the Belebog Industrial district. You would have gone outside to see it for yourself but people were already starting to gather
•You had your doubts about all those stuck-up Overworlders wanting to see something as boorish as underground fighting. It’s why you made Scott sign a deal about the minimum of what he’d pay you regardless of how many people actually showed up. Listening to the crowd from the fighters’ prep room you regretted not raising the fee.
• You hated when Scott was right.
•Underworld rats and Overworld spiffs alike fill up the makeshift stands inside an abandoned warehouse in Belebog’s industrial district. From where you stand you almost can’t tell the difference between them as they cheer and roar each time a hard blow takes someone out. You almost laugh at the thought that this is what it took to unify both sides.
• The crowd settles down in a hush when the presenters announces your fight to close out the night. You were one half of the main event. The other half? A hotshot rookie who’s been rising through the ranks, fast. And while he does gives you a hell of a scrap, you weren’t one of Scott’s best for nothing.
•The fight goes on for round after round of the two of you trading blows. The rookie is relentless, a grin plastered across his face even though you’d knocked out a few his teeth a while ago. There is a manic gleam in his eye that is disturbing in how familiar it is. You’d seen enough pictures of you in action to recognise it.
• You’d lost that fire years ago. But that wasn’t a bad thing. You didn’t fight because you liked it, you didn’t fight just because you were good at it. Tonight, you were fighting because you had to. For the future and the better life that you always wanted. That is what puts you over the edge.
• It’s the reason why, with one final blow, you come out on top.
•The crowd is deafening. Cheering your name as the presenter raises your hand in triumph. You’d never seen old Scott so damn happy at seeing collector’s at the betting table are almost overwhelmed by a sea of people. Your ears are ringing, your body is beaten and you can barely hear the sound of your own breath. You don’t hear the presenter announcing when the next Fight Night will be. But you do hear when the warehouse doors burst open. “Halt! Everyone stay where you are!”
• Silver, blue and gold.
•You didn’t need to be from the surface to know those colors. “In the name of the Silvermane Guards, you are all under arrest!” Someone at the head bellows and how stupid did they have to be to think people wouldn’t run?
• It’s chaos. People leap from the stands and run for any and every exit the can find. But the Silvermanes advance with their shields interlocked, blocking all the doors. Except the one leading deeper into the warehouse.
• You make a mad dash, dodging between spears and swords to get out of the ring. Its in a far off boiler room where you find the other fighters, still recovering from their bouts, old Scott, shoving as much Shield as he can into a burlap sack, and Sampo opening up the tunnel you all came in from. You corner Scott, grabbing him by the collar.
• “What the hell, Scott?!” You snarl at him. Pieces of Shield “You said you had Seele run this by the Guardian!”
• He doesn’t even have the audacity to lie. “You think the Supreme Guardian would ever approve something like this? If so, you’re stupider than you look.” You almost deck him right then and there. But a hand grabs your shoulder.
• “My friend, I think you and I both know that this is not the time.” Sampo appeals to you, smiling somehow despite all this fucking mess. You almost wanna punch him too but then you remember the other fighters in the room. Your hands loosen on Scott’s collar.
• “Fine.” You scowl, going over to a corner of the boiler room and ripping a pipe off the wall. It bellows steam, missing the top of your head by inches. “Go. Get the others out of here.”
•The others gape. “What?! What about you?” One of them, the rookie you’d fought, asks. He looks you over, almost guilty as he takes in the blackened eye, busted lip and bruises he gave you himself.
• “If I don’t come back, you can split my prize money.” You say, running back out the door before any of them can protest further. Some of the Silvermanes had followed you and the moment they catch sight of you, they pick up the pace, the metal clinking of their armor echoing off the high warehouse ceiling.
• You wait until they’re close enough, buying as much time as you can for others. “Do not attempt to escape!” The one at the lead, some blondie who’s scowl didn’t suit his face, commands. “There is no need for any further violence. Put down the weapon and surrender yourself.”
•You smile back. “No can do, pretty boy.” You say before making a break for it and running in the opposite direction. It was a shot in the dark but if this warehouse was anything like the ones in the Underworld, there’d going to be a loading bay in the back.
•But the Silvermanes know that too and there are three of them waiting in the doorway of the bay. There is no other way but straight through them. Ignoring every ache and pain in your body, you barrel straight into the first soldier, sidestep the other and sweep the last off his feet with your pipe. You barely have time to look back and catch the dumbfounded look on blondie’s face.
•Catch ya later, soldier boy!” You give him a mock salute before you run out into the back alleys of the industrial district. You have never been here before in your life, you have no idea where you’re going. But you’re in your fighting gear and they’re in full armor. You keep running.
•The sound of combat boots and steel plates grow rapid but distant. You can’t stop now even as the adrenaline starts to fade and sores and aches of the fight set in. You’re hand clenches around the pipe as a chill starts to creep into your skin. You wonder how these Overworlders deal with such weather all the time.
• You find yourself slowing each time you pass by a lamp, trying to savor and soak up their warmth until eventually, you stop in front of one. You must have gotten away at this point, but you had gone far into the district and you look around.
• You don’t know the way back.
•“Ah shit.” You probably should have thought this through more. Ok, no problem, if you recall landmarks and retrace your steps it should be fine. You can find your way back to the warehouse and take Sampo’s tunnel. Or you could follow some street signs to the administrative district and take the cable car from there. It would be fine so long as no one was looking for you.
“Please, drop your weapon.”
You were never pious and maybe that’s why, if the Aeon of Preservation was watching, they must of thought they were funny. Turning around you come face to face with the blonde soldier from before. He looks as winded as you feel and thinking on how much trouble he went through to get here, you shrug. “Sure, whatever you say, sir.”
The pipe clatters onto the brick path and blondie’s eyes narrow. But it’s not any kind of trick. In fact you were fresh out of them and wanted more than anything, to just sit and breathe. So you do. “Mind if I take a load off, chief?”
“It’s Captain,” he amends, walking closer.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, full silver armor.
Qlipoth apparently really did have a sense of humor. You sigh, your breath coming out in a little puff of smoke in the early morning light. “Captain Gepard Landau, by any chance?”
He nods. Shoving the pipe away with his foot.
“Ah,” you say, hanging your head. “Fuck.”
He hums as if in agreement. “You are under arrest for your involvement in the illegal-“
“Yeah I know.” You brush him off with a wave of your hand. It’s callous and disrespectful in the face of a high ranking officer. “But could you give me a minute? That little marathon took a lot out of me.”
Landau gapes, then shuts his mouth as he looks you over. “You were one of the fighters.”
“Main event.” You nod.
He nods back. “You’re injured, and still you ran?”
“Buying time.”
A scowl. “For your employer? Scott Eldson?”
“Ha!” You bark and really, you shouldn’t be antagonizing the guy about to arrest you but it’s not on purpose. “The day I’d do that lying bastard any favors is the day belebog burns to the ground.” You swear and because you shouldn’t admit to any more crimes in front of the good Captain any other promises concerning Scott are made in silence.
To his credit he doesn’t mistake your malice for Scott as mockery. He purses his lips. “You did this for the others, then. Your fellow fighters.”
“I’m not telling you their names.”
He shakes his head. “There’s no need. It’s Eldson we’re after.”
“Any chance that means you’re not gonna arrest me?” You peer over at him and you can see him better, now that the night has started to recede. Though his expression has softened you recognize that small speck of suspicion in his eyes. “Ah, gotcha... I’ll come quietly.”
He nods. “Thank you.”
You attempt to rise to your feet, only to fall back flat onto your ass. “Shit!” You curse and Landau surges forward but you stop him with a hand. In hindsight sitting out in the cold in your close fitting fighting gear for several minutes is not the wisest of ideas, heat lamp or no. Whatever adrenaline powered you through your chase has drained into the bricks beneath you. You close your eyes and lie back in the snow, taking a deep breath, then another to try and stop from shaking.
You open your eyes.
And your breath is stolen right from your lungs.
Colors, the likes of which you didn’t even have a name for, splash and streak the morning. They bathe everything in a cool golden light. Even the old grouted bricks and sooty building faces shine like this. The sky itself is an expanse of the lightest blue dotted with fluffy white and peeking out from the tops of the buildings is the sun. Your eyes ache as it is blinding to look at, but you can’t tear your eyes away and can’t even remember to blink. Natasha and Oleg and all the other older folk of the Underworld have told you before what the sky looked like. They’d tell you stories, show you books and pictures.
None of them had ever done it justice.
“Are you alright?”
Landau comes into view, genuine concern breaking through his stern captain’s facade. He holds a hand out towards you but if he hadn’t put it right in fromt of your face you would have missed it for the sky.
You do take it eventually.
You end up slinging an arm over his shoulder when you find you can’t stand up on your own two feet anymore. “Please understand.” He says to you as he steadies you against him. “We are not doing this in order to make life more difficult for you as your people get used to the Overworld again.”
“I do understand.” You answer, gritting your teeth when a corner of his armor grazes one of your bruises. “But I just want to give the others a chance.”
Landau’s brows furrow. “At running?”
You shake your head.
“At living.”
He’s silent then. For the next few minutes you both don’t utter a word. Him, because he seems to be lost in thought. You because you are still staring up at the sky, taking in as much of it as you can. Eventually, Landau seems to have made a decision.
“If you and the other fighters assist in the investigation and arrest of Eldson, we can lessen any punishment you might recieve.”
That’s when you finally look away. You meet Gepard Landau’s eyes and search for any sign of deception, of judgement or contemp and find none of it. The captain himself is an unreal vision in shining silver armor, pale gold hair and eyes even bluer than the sky. He stares back, waiting for his answer and while you know he’s only trying to do his duty, you can’t help but think in that moment that you would follow him anywhere.
“You got yourself a deal, Captain.”
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SO I just bought The Greater Key of Solomon, and am I crazy or does this pentacle remind anyone else of SCP-073?
(Loose simplification: If you are armed with this pentacle, when anyone attacks you, you will not be harmed and their weapons shall turn against them)
It's written in Celestial!
(Make sure you turn them right side up)
Drawing improvement year by year. 2014/2015 was my weeb year. That time I'm freaking love anime😂😂. Magi is one of my favourite anime and cherriri is my artist inspiration especially watercolor. Now, I'm more into manhwa, Korean drawing style and still keeping anime-ish vibe. I'm still learning watercolor and I'm interest into koi coloring pen and alcoholic marker. Copic is too expensive for me🙃, so I'm just using low budget alcoholic marker like kurecolor and Alpha. Here's magi fan art, kougyoku ren from magi. #fanart #koicoloringbrushpen #kurecolor #alphamarker #magi #kougyokuren #magifanart https://www.instagram.com/p/CPf1W-7MVjA/?utm_medium=tumblr
Party in Sindria!! >w< XD
✨✨✨✨✨GET TO KNOW ME!!✨✨✨✨✨
What up fam!
I thought I’d throw out a “Get to know me” since I’m seeing them all over others’ accounts.
——————————NAMES——————————
So the accounts name is: Recromge
My name is: Rex
Feel free to call me Rex or Recromage.
(As I write this I am JUST now discovering that my account name is spelt wrong lmao gotta fix that)
———————————FAMILY——————————
Guardian: Mom, Dad
Siblings: 3 brothers 1 sister
Spot?: I’m the second youngest
My family is HUGE but these are just the ones I live with since we’re all kind tight knit, we’ll except for my eldest brother who lives with our granma🙂
———————————-AGE———————————
Birthday: July 20th
Age: 19
Mental age: 5😂
Zodiac sign: Cancer
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Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender?: Apagender
Understand?: Apagender or Gender Apathetic is when a person doesn’t care nor identify as a specific gender and would be fine feeling/being/passing off as any gender under the spectrum and don’t really have an opinion on their own gender.
———————————LOOKS——————————
Hair color: (Current) Black and red, (original) Brown
Eye color: Dark Brown
Glasses/contacts: both (Thin rimmed blue/teal/cyan (with a hint of green) colored glasses)
Haircut: it’s kind of like a mullet (the top is black but underneath the cut is a bright red)
Mole?: I have one in between my nose and left eye
Scars: I have one on the right side of my face it’s kinda small but noticeable (kind of big kind of small, you know?)
Height: 5’3 1/2 (I’m determined to reach 6’
——————————WHAT I LIKE————————-
I like: Drawing, painting, Anime, ROM-Coms, action based shows, fantasy styled shows, those really good anime with 12 episodes, and Minecraft.
Drawing
Painting
Anime
Rom-com
Action shows
Fantasy shows
Good shows/anime
Minecraft
———————————WRITE——————————
I don’t really write stories, I try to but id probably end up writing a one-shot or headcanons because they always suck if I write something. (Especially if I try to literally make a story)
So I don’t really write very often, but I like to write!
I'd be willing to try and write for:
Haikyuu
Black butler
Bnha (Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia)
Diabolic Lovers
Tokyo Revengers
Akatsuki no yona (Yona Of The Dawn)
Hunter x Hunter
Fnaf (Five Nights at Freddy’s)
One piece
Demon slayer
Shaman King
Sao (Sword art Online)
Magi
Naruto
High rise invasion
(Others if you give suggestions I’ll check it out)
———————-ASK/REQUEST/TALK——————
Ask: If you ask me something (anonymously or not) I’ll probably respond back to you almost instantly unless I didn’t see it
Request: I’ve never go a request before except on drawings but if you ask for something I’ll happily read it and (more than likely) get to it. When it will be done I have no clue (I’m slow and I procrastinate A LOT)
Talk: I doubt you would want to talk to me like other awesome people on here 😎 but if you do I’ll get to it when I see it 👀
Art: I like to draw so you might see that on my account at times when I feel proud (or I just want to dump it somewhere)
——————————END NOTE—————————
If you made it this far, CONGRATULATIONS!
Thank you for taking the time to read this and get to know me, I didn’t think I would actually do this lmao so thanks for sticking with me! I like reading what people send me so please send ‘em my way, if you private message me (honestly) I’m probably not going to respond at all, just cause..sorry.😈
Other than that I hope you have a great day, take care of yourself, and drink enough to keep yourself going.
“Even if you don’t care about yourself , there is always someone who cares about you.”-unknown
Barbarossa and his cat wolf vassal subordinate Memphis
(Memphis is absolutely gorgeous, Barbarossa doesn’t deserve him)
So, time to go in the past.
young!Barbarossa, young!Memphis (before experiments with dungeon creatures) and adult!Rotter (before experiments too, thanks for translation very much)
And Rotter with his rat)
Little Рarthevian emperor Ceylan and little disaster Judar
Best members of Ithnan’s team and Judar, because Judar is omnipresent.
have some pseudohistorical fashion
AU shipposting on 14th feb
teen!Barbarossa, kid!Drakon, teen!Serendine
Dair and other guys from party; Serendine, Memphis and Rotter in parthevia's dress uniform (and rats, of course)
magi!Sinbad and king!Judar for my friend
Imuchakk's food and Memphis from my fic (warning: russian language), in which he and Barbs go to Valefor dungeon instead of Drakon