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To the ask game:🗣 and 🍻

Thank you for the ask!

🗣: what accent do you have

Well, I definitely have accent, I just don’t really know what it’s called 😅 I pronounce everything well just a little “flat”

🍻: which person in history would you want to have a drink with

Aaaaa good question! In my country, there was a woman who was falsely accused and prisoned, idk why but I’d be happy to talk with her

Send me an ask!

ANON ASK TIME

🍎: favorite food

🌦: favorite weather/season

🌎: dream travel destination

🐻: favorite animal

🐶🐱: dog or cat person

☀️🌙: morning or night person

🌠: zodiac sign

👤: MBTI personality type

🔮: Hogwarts house

👁: what do you look like

🎶: top 5 songs you listen to at the moment

✝️: religious or not

💿: top 5 favorite movies and/or movie genres

👻: do you believe in ghosts

👽: do you believe in aliens

👕: what’s your style

⏰: top 3 favorite pastimes

👅: top 5 kinks/turn ons

🍀: do you have good luck, bad luck, no luck at all, or do you make your own

🛍: favorite store(s) [online//physical]

🧸: your main/favorite toy growing up, why

🚬: bad habit you want to break

🎮: the greatest time you had playing a video game

👹: 6 things someone would put in a pentagram to summon you

😱: biggest fears

😡: top 5 pet peeves in a romantic partner

😍: top 5 virtues in a romantic partner

🤓: a subject/topic you could completely, 200%, without hesitation, nerd out about

⏳: would you travel forward or backwards in time and why

📖: 1 fictional character you’d love to bring to life

💤: weirdest dream you’ve ever had

🔁: favorite tradition

🏆: things you collect, why

🎧: song that describes your best friend(s)

🏖: favorite vacation destination

🛸: if aliens abducted you, what would you tell them about Earth

🍼: one of your favorite childhood memories

🎄: favorite holiday, why

🤖: how do you feel about walking, talking, critically thinking A.I.s ?

😴: describe your favorite sleeping position

🤢: the sickest😎 you’ve ever been

🤡: an embarrassing childhood memory

⚰️: scariest way to die

😢: a book or movie that made you cry the most

🤐: a secret you want to know the most about anything in the universe

👊🏻: a celebrity/famous person you want to punch the most

🤝: celebrity/famous person you want to meet and spend a day with the most

🍻: which person in history would you want to have a drink with

💪🏻: superpower you want the most

🗺: where you want to be right now

🔗: reason you joined tumblr

🗣: what accent do you have

🕵🏻: are you a good judge of character

🌅: favorite memory of nature being so damn beautiful

🔍: first thing you see physically on a person

💬: a quote you connect with (favorite or random)

⛵️: a fictional relationship/friendship/pairing you enjoy

🎓: best class and/or teacher you ever had

🌈: RANDOM: whatever you want to ask or say to me ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💖

“Alone with your thoughts” (Candy x Castiel)

Word count: 620

Candy’s P. O. V.

I was suffocating. The noise made my heart beat to the music’s rhythm and chased all coherent thoughts out of my mind. The crowd, all those unknown bodies pressed to mine, made me feel trapped inside with no way out.

The stage lights and the pyrotechnics made it hard for me to see, but I knew very well who I was looking for. He wasn’t be among the crowd, no, with so little time left before his concert he wouldn’t risk getting held up by fans, but I also knew for a fact that he wasn’t in the resting-area with his bandmates. And I was right. I found him in a little corridor, leaning against the wall for support while browsing on his phone. He didn't notice me right away as the loud music made the clash of my heels unhearable.

"Oh my gosh! Can I get an autograph?" I screamed in a fake, high-pitched voice. His head immediately shot up, with a look of terror on his face. When he recognized me he let out a hearty laugh.

"I guess I deserve this, huh?" He grabbed me by the waist to pull me closer to him and planted a kiss on my nose.

"Nah, just helping you practice. This is all you're going to hear when you're gone." I tried to sound cheerful, but he sensed how nervous I was. There was no point in hiding my feelings from him when he knew me so well.

He kissed me on my lips now. "Don't worry love. You're all I think about even on the other side of the world."

Now, he's gone. I was extremely proud of him for being able to go on a tour, but I was also bitter because I couldn't go with him. When both of us had time we talked about our days, but mine were usually empty without him. Actually, I was spoiled; re-organising the band took a lot of time so they didn't have any big parties until now. I was used to him being home, with me, telling me all those sweet little nothings. When I told him about this he said he's sorry we're apart at the moment, but I knew what I was getting myself into. I didn't have the heart to tell him no, I didn't know his work would come with being far from each other like this. I could bear with the physical distance, but this was killing me.

The day I waited for so much came of course, with me standing on my tiptoes at the airport to find him. It strangely reminded me of the last concert he had in town, when his hair was the only thing I could recognize him about from afar. I saw some people who I'd run into at the studio many times, but he was nowhere to be found. Fear started to capture my heart, poisoning my mind with worse and worse theories about where he might be. And then the other memories came back from that night.

The noise. Instead of the loud, upbeat music human noise filled the airport. Children laughing, lost people asking for directions, the speaker announcing something every once in a while. The crowd. Everywhere I looked travelers, families, businesspeople were strolling confidently, knowing where they are headed. My exact opposite. I looked around frantically again, then slumped down on a nearby bench, placing my head in my hands. Just as I got seated I felt an arm snake around me, soon joined by its pair while someone pressed their forehead to mine.

"I'm right here" I heard him say. "I'm sorry for being gone and leaving you alone, alone with your thoughts."

im sick of having crushes its time for the tables to turn and ppl to have crushes on me!!!!!

now THIS is something I’m definitely gonna be part of

Hey everyone, we are going to do an event. Everyone is welcome to join, so please reblog this message. So many people can enjoy.

i found some stuff i wrote about charlie and nath a long while ago, and you know what? it’s not total shit so im posting it. both titles are songs by dazey and the scouts

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Happy Halloween everyone, especially @jockallensworld who’s an amazing friend! I don’t know she personally celebrates it, but here’s Erika as Kida from Atlanis (hehe, I have no idea where the costume came from 🤭)

Have a nice day and don’t go trick-or-treating because that’s not COVID-conscious ❤️

I just finished this and I love it! I think this is the one where I worked the most because I had to modify every character. I don’t know if I can tag this for that event from discord but I will do it anyway. 

I think Helene and Alan look the best in this, in rest it’s decent. I couldn’t do much about the lighting, especially on Alice, because she wears really bright clothes. Speaking of clothes, I let some like in the original illustration because I really like them and because I go lazy at the end. And a thing that made my day bad is that I just found out that Nevra has some really poorly done illustrations, like, I was searching for eyes (eye more) and mouth and I couldn’t find much. Oh, and if you wonder why he has the New Era look, why not?

I still have some things that I want to post for halloween, so stay tuned!

I have this feeling, that Alexy comes back but like, not completely (he doesn't have a body or something like that -> he speaks as Armin's reflection in the end) and uh idk, that’s just what I thought about

I haven’t heard about either things you mentioned, I’m sorry, I guess I have a pretty specific taste in books/movies/etc 😅

@draconess-tania

#IS THE ENDING WHAT I THINK IT IS???

Not sure, what do you think it is 😂

I was inspired by Pet Semetary (the wording) and Twin Peaks (if you know you know) but the trope itself is pretty common.

Twinless Twin

Characters: Armin, Alexy Tags: Grief, Character Death, otomehavehalloweenevent

His face is a guide map for how his brother would’ve aged; his brother’s portrait of Dorian Gray. 

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Alright then, I’m done with the Kinktober writings. I know that October isn’t techincally over, but I have school and I also started writing something else 👀

I don’t take any more requests for Kinktober, but if you sent something and I didn’t write it, feel free to ask again! I don’t ignore asks on purpose, but Tumblr has this bad habit that they often don’t really send them

And now a question: would anyone be interested in something that’s not MCL related? Not game related? Like, a completely independent story???

Ok, so here is my first post about halloween with the outfits that I made for my candies and their lovers. I decided to include my best boi Nevra because I didn’t want Helene to be alone. The thing it that I included him too late so… you will see later.

In the first photo-like thing we have all of then and the rest are just couples.

For Alice and Ren I thought about some outfits inspired by “The Phantom of The Opera”, Alice being Christine and Ren being Erik (The Phantom). 

For Helene and Nevra, I didn’t really made a couple costume. Helene is a Grim Reaper and Nevra can be anything from just a crow who can become a human or, or maybe a mysterious gentleman who is related with the underground world (Uuuu… spooky)

For Alan and Rose it’s simple, he is a demon and she is a vampire.

The story is that uh… they organized a party in this house who is owned by Rose (she used to live there, but now she doesn’t anymore) and that’s it. Maybe something scary will happen, maybe not. Who knows?

The costumes for the boys are from Yume100 wiki, Rose’s base is from this group (I think, I mean I found it there, but I don’t know if it’s anymore) and Helene’s base it’s from this group. Other stuff are from Love Nikki game and some from this group and this one. (sorry I sinned).

I will also post a edit, a drawing and a pack, but that in the next days, I hope.

omgg thank you @momiyi-chan​, @astreia-oniria​, @satansfaery​ and @amrrygae​ for tagging me ❤️

Weird but I accept it

Tagging: @jockallensworld​, @marycecilyy​ and @myfallenangel04​ (sorry if you have done this already)

with the discussion happening on my blog tonight here’s a “are you a main or side character uquiz” that i have yet to take so i think it’d be fun if we all shared our results to each other, let’s find out

FDVVGJSHKAL I’M SO SORRY, I didn’t mean to be rude 😥

I'm sorry if it's too intrusive (I'm just curious after learning Tetra's age), but how old are you?

Before answering, I’m curious, how old you guys think I am?

I'm sorry if it's too intrusive (I'm just curious after learning Tetra's age), but how old are you?

Before answering, I'm curious, how old you guys think I am?

First of all: I saw the new Kinktober requests and I wanted to say thank you! It really means a lot ❤️ autumn break starts in the middle of the next week for me, so I’ll be able to write them soon

Second of all (and totally unrelated): how should I write an email to a game company? I want to report a bug, but I’ve never written any formal emails before and idk how to phrase it

I- I meant it for my latest writing, are you guys okay??

Get ready guys, something horrible’s coming your way

Get ready guys, something horrible’s coming your way

You’re the embarassed one?! I didn’t think anyone would translate it or even see it 😭 but yeah, your translation is correct

I enjoy speaking English so much, it’s both practical and beautiful but sometimes I just feel soo reassured when I can speak/write in my mother language

AND because I was in a kinda troll mood

okay, I did a thing...

the template's not mine, you can check it out here!

I am excited to see your takes on these

okay, I did a thing...

the template's not mine, you can check it out here!

I am excited to see your takes on these

Oooff writing fantasy can be tricky, or at least for me, but good luck with it!

Someday I'm gonna publish a book.

Yayy! I’m rooting for you!

If it’s not too intrusive, what theme(s)?

Someday I'm gonna publish a book.

Kinktober

I know it’s early, but I wanted to leave here the list I’ll be using for my submissions to Kinktober 2020. I put together the numbers that I thought would be interesting to write about and edited this pic. Feel free to use!!!!

I’ll decide myself the pairings and prompts, but if you’d like to see something especific, NSFW or not, you can commision me here!

I’ll write for the following fandoms:

- My Candy Love

- Eldarya

- Mystic Messenger

- The Arcana

Reblog and put your favorite side and which color you main in Among Us in the tags

For the game! Beliath (ML), Chrome (Eldarya) and L (Death Note) !

Thank you!

Kiss (because I ain’t sleeping with him): Chrome

Marry: Beliath 😍

Kill: L (sorry, but I don’t know Death Note)

Ah, but it’s much funnier to imagine random scenes that show their other personality traits, and these gotta be connected somehow

i have to remind myself that i don't need to write a whole book for every character i make. sometimes characters can exist simply for the sake of being sexy

french version — Armani, une jeune étudiante d’université, décide de vivre dans un nouvel air après quelques évènements drastiques qu’elle a subi, et lorsqu’elle réussit à avoir un travail en tant que jeune fille au pair à Mystery Spell : elle ne pouvait plus faire machine arrière.

english version — Armani, a young university student, decides to live in a new air after some drastic events she has been through, and when she manages to get a job as an au pair at Mystery Spell : she couldn’t turn back.

PLAYLIST ;

danger | migos, marshmello do it like a dude | jessie j morning after dark | timberland ft nelly furtado, soshy sweet dreams | beyoncé true love | p!nk only a fool | galantis x ship wrek x pink sweat$ kiss and make up | dua lipa, blackpink put it down | brandy ft chris brown

genre ; surnatural, romance, action status ; on-going

author note : on the summer break, i said that i would write a fanfiction on “is it love? mystery spell : drogo” and i finally did it !

the story will retrace the game storyline but many things will change as the plot and the whole shebang (if you wanna to have the original game, you can either play or watch the lets play !). there will be two versions : english and french, i will try to post simultaneously ! sorry for the mispelling on the chapters but if they are you can tell me and i will correct it !

anyways, i hope that yall will like and enjoy reading ! peace out !

french version chapitre i ; “soit la bienvenue dans notre famille”

english version chapter i ; “welcome to our family”

chapter i ; “welcome to our family”

[saturday 29 august, bartholy mansion, 10:56 AM]

“M-Miss, you’ll hurt yourself if you…” The cab driver watches me perplexed as I easily lift my suitcase from the trunk and put it on the ground.

“Here you go !” I rub my two hands before approaching the owner of the car “You told me that I owe you $30.23 for the trip?” He nods his head, resuming his calm posture. I take my wallet out of my large bag and give him forty euros. “And keep the change.”

"Thank you miss ” He smiles at me “I wish you a good day to you and be careful with this family…” The driver greets me after saying his words then leaves me alone in disbelief.

Okay … I watch him get into his vehicle, start the engine and with a blink of an eye, he leaves the Bartholy family’s residence. I take a deep breath and turn to the impressive Bartholy mansion. It almost looks like a castle with its many windows …

I feel and hear the wind calmly blowing on me and the trees around the place. Water flows from the fountain through the mud held by the headless woman dressed in a tunic dress. It seems to be from Ancient Greece.

My vision becomes blurred at the sight of two cars parked wisely. I shiver with fear and my breathing becomes jerky; the image of the car turned over with the broken windows … Fuck not again … I detach my eyes directly on the car, taking my breath little by little.

I grab the shoulder strap of my bag, put it on my shoulder and took the sleeve of my suitcase then I walk forward and climb the stone staircase steps and arrive in front of the double front door. I notice that it has no doorbell, just a big ring in each mouth of the gargoyles. Charming …

I remain dubious in front of the mocking looks of the monsters that can be found in Romanesque and Gothic cathedrals and churches. I grab the steel with my fingers and strike three times. The noise resonates by an echo inside the walls.

Having spent a few minutes in the room, I let out an annoyed sigh and as I was about to do it again, the door opens. A man stands face to face with me.

He has short, almost platinum blond hair with a loose fringe in front of his face. His skin is as pale as the snow. His amber hazelnut eyes stares at me intensely despite his bored and unbearable look. I immediately feel my instinct to be alert and ready to face danger with my heart pounding to increase my adrenaline.

I don’t understand why they are reacting like this; he’s just a handsome man. Nothing special. I support my gaze in his with confidence, before I start talking :

“Umm, I’m Armani, Lorie’s new nanny. I warned yesterday that I would be arriving in the morning today. I guess you must be either Peter or Drogo.”

“Do I look like Peter? ”he asks me mockingly and coldly.

“You look like a big jerk, that’s for sure… ” I mumble looking insolent under his beautiful eyes.

He lets out a little laugh and an angel passes. I imagine that “Drogo” continues his tepid air quietly while I bubble in rage inside. I break down and start speaking bluntly :

“Good. We are not going to look at each other in the eyes like two perfect idiots … Would you be so kind to let me in so that I can see Nicolae? ”He answers me with a sly smile before he turns around and walks away, leaving the door open.

Looks like I’m about to commit a murder … I cross the entrance, my stuff with me. The hall is huge, although it is cold. The icy air brushes my hands and face. I admire the decoration of the interior and my eyes land in front of the big staircase.

My thoughts start to list what I am looking at : the burgundy velvet steps, the solid oak railings, the master paintings … Me who lived in a 75m², there is no need to say … It must be nice to be rich …

I meet the blond man’s gaze again, staring at me with a disturbing insistence at the height of the stairs. I prefer to ignore him continuing to contemplate the decoration. I can still hear a new laugh from him before he speaks to someone:

“Nicolae! The little thing for Lorie is here…”.

Little thing? I’m going to call you Big Shit, you’ll see … It’s not because Mister is a rich man living in a beautiful mansion that he has the right to treat people this way. I try to calm my urge, but it’s not very easy … I don’t sence Drogo’s presence and Nicolae walks towards me.

“Hello, forgive me for my tardiness. I oversaw welcoming you, but when I’m with Lorie, I don’t see the time going by.” he excuses himself under a surprisingly friendly look.

He has no resemblance to Drogo: His appearance begins with his long brown frowned hair of medium length and grayish green eyes, also having a skin less pale than the other con. He emanates a certain darkness despite his soft face.

As with the idiot from earlier, my instincts are ready to alarm me at any time to defend myself.

I shyly smile at him, shaking my head, impressed by his way of speaking. I look for the sustained words I have in my vocabulary so as not to appear insulting and vulgar:

“No, don’t worry, sir, it’s nothing.”

“I don’t mind, you calling me by my name, especially if you’re going to be with us for a long time.” He gives me back my smile before holding out his hand that I’m shaking it right now. I feel the coldness. “Now that we can present ourselves properly, face to face. I am Nicolae, the eldest of the Bartholy family.”

“Armani, only daughter of the Lowell family and now nanny to Lorie Bartholy.” I joked before I took my hand away from his cold hand. He emitted an amused laugh at my humor. Finally, someone friendly …

“I am sorry for Drogo’s total lack of courtesy. He is nothing to be taken care of.” I let out a little bitter laughter accompanied by a thin smirk.

“I wouldn’t lie that his behavior went unnotice. But I don’t hold a grudge about it, so it’s quickly forgotten.” Liar. “Otherwise your family really has a beautiful property, I like it very much.”

“It’s true. We don’t even realize anymore ! And that would be your case too, after a few weeks with us …” He gives me a smirk and I do the same.

I feel someone spying on us from the top of the stairs. I notice a little girl with long pink hair that I think is hanging with a full fringe that is tied up in an odango style. Her hazelnut eyes match with her two bows. That must be Lorie. I smile at her waving and her answer remains neutral and leave. I hear in a direction that I think is her room.

“I feel that you are going to get along well with Lorie,“ says Nicolae and waves at me "Come, I’ll show you your apartment. We’ll talk about everything you need to start working.”

I nod and pull my suitcase up the stairs. I am about to lift my suitcase to go up, but Nicolae does not see it the same way. I just thanked him politely and let go of the handle of my suitcase. I follow him up the stairs with him carrying it with great ease like me.

He explains to me his six-year-old sister’s waking and sleeping schedule, information about her and all the trivialities that the nanny must do and act. I listen to him carefully noting everything in a corner of my head as we arrive and continue walking down the hallway. After a good minute, he stops in front of a door and opens it wide.

“Welcome to your new home !” he says with a big smile on his face.

He graciously steps aside to let me pass. As I enter, I notice the dimensions of the room that took my breath away and mumbled a ‘wow’. The room is big, especially with the huge window overlooking the garden and all these mirrors that make the space even bigger. I see the rest of my boxes, stored in a corner of the room. Nicolae goes to put my suitcase next door.

“As I told you on the phone, your stuff arrived safely. I guess you must go drop off your college application ?” I shake my head.

“Exactly, when I get back, I’m going to settle down my stuff and then when I’m done, I’m going to introduce myself to Lorie. Or would you rather I see her tomorrow since it will Sunday.” I explain my plan to the oldest member of the family, putting my bag on my shoulder next to my moving boxes.

“I’d rather go for the second option, until you get your feet on the ground here and in town before you start taking care of my little sister. I don’t want to overburden you.” says Nicolae, with great kindness. I can easily agree that I’m looking forward to visiting the city. "I’ll leave you alone then, do you know where the bus stop is? ”I nod my head. He starts walking away in the corridor and I stop him immediately.

“Wait for Nicolae!” He arches an eyebrow and stares at me firmly, as if he wants to anticipate my next words.

“Thank you … for everything … ” An embarrassed smile appears on my lips.

“This is normal. ” He smiles at me, which is a direct relief. “ Welcome to our family ”

He goes away, closes the door behind him and I collapse on the bed to recover from my emotions for a few moments before getting up. Next step, University. I put my headphones and start the music on my phone. I approach and open my suitcase that I have laid on the floor, almost destroying the lock. I retrieve my sign-up sheets and put them in my single strap backpack.

I close my suitcase still full, taking my bag containing my shower effects a little wet from the fact that I took a shower before coming. I enter the adjacent bathroom and once again, I truly realize that comfort and richness is at its peak in this mansion. The room is very luxurious with its bathroom with a bathtub worthy of the thirties, its white wedging, and its marble basin.

After tidying everything up, I examine myself on the mirror : and to say that a few months ago, I didn’t have a scar above my right eye, that my hair was long and that I didn’t have many white strands on my hair … Thank you Marie-Antoinette’s syndrome …

I get out of the room and in a flash, I begin to descend the stairs sliding down the wooden banisters of the stairs. When I open the front door, I spontaneously recognize Drogo’s presence. I cast a dirty glance at him, seeming amused by the situation before leaving in the direction of the bus stop.

It’s me. I’m bitches.