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A Moonjumper headcanon that I like is that he got snatcher/princes body through a contractual loophole
#a hat in time#ahit#the snatcher#Moonjumper#Headcanon#small doodle#contract says “u get: a body to possess” or smthn like that#(meaning like the little minion doll things)#and Moonjumpers like hm interesting. hm interesting. hm interes-
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Ooh 🕶 with Asmodeus and F!MC please? So in love with the way you guys write him in particular; he's so facinating!
Thank you!! We love writing Asmodeus as the unhinged demon he truly is. <3
"I saw a little thing I didn't like you tried to hide." - Asmodeus/F!MC
Note: The gendering in this is minimal, but is there.
He hadn’t meant to leave your side for long – he wanted to get you both some drinks, and in the process a gaggle of his fans came to laud him with their usual praise and words of devotion. Asmodeus gave his charming smile, blew them a few kisses – “I’m busy tonight, darlings, but we’ll chat another time!” – and danced through the crowd on his way back to you.
And that’s when he sees through the pulsing lights a particular incubi getting too comfortable with you, clear from the discomfort on your face and the way his hand hovers too closely to your waist, his teeth looking a bit too sharp and gaze too filled with bloodlust.
“I’m back~!” Asmodeus sings out, and much to his delight the incubi jolts and tries to disappear into the shadows. “Now, who was that?”
“Thanks, Asmo. I need this!” You move closer to him with a look of relief, taking one of the drinks from his hand. He watches you take a swig, seemingly trying to avoid the question.
“Now, now, hun.” He murmurs, his lips brushing your ear so that you could hear him over the pounding bass, his arm reaching behind you. “I saw a little thing I didn’t like you tried to hide. Was that guy bothering you?”
Before you can answer, Asmodeus brings his arm back to his side – the offending demon in his grasp. His claws were hooked in the chains wrapped around the other’s torso, a tut-tut leaving the Avatar’s lips.
“Running away so soon, Gilarion? How lovely of you to join us!” He flutters his lashes at the other, though there was clearly a dangerous glint in his gaze.
“L-Lord Asmodeus, I didn’t realize you were here!” Gilarion nervously laughs.
“Oh, is that so?” Asmodeus pouts, swirling the drink in his hand as he unhooks his claws from the other. “Is that why you were bothering our lovely human here?”
“B-bothering?” Gilarion shoots you a panicked look. “No, no, I was just admiring the details in her dress and was curious! Your design, I’m told?”
It’s true, Asmodeus had insisted on dolling you up in his latest fashion collection before taking you out, having had you in mind for every piece. He smiles, his fangs catching the light.
“That’s right. And doesn’t she look absolutely ravishing? I doubt anyone else could compare – except me, of course.” A giggle, and then he felt your hand on his arm. You were well aware of what that sinister smile wrought.
“Asmo.” You quietly scold. “It’s okay, just leave him.”
“Oh, don’t worry, hun. I’m not going to do anything to him!” There’s a depraved glee in his voice as he sees momentarily relief in Gilarion’s features. “He’s one of my important little minions, after all.”
He steps toward the lesser demon then. “But you must have been really curious about my darling’s look, with how close you were getting! Or, was it something else?” Another flutter of his lashes. “You know, all you had to say was that you wanted more attention from me, silly. I would have gladly given it to you!”
Asmodeus takes a single sharp claw, tracing it down the middle of Gilarion’s exposed chest. “I would love to see your luscious red ribs … I mean lips – lips! – in my latest shade. Would you like that? We could shoot some lovely photos, you know.”
“I-I’m sorry, Lord Asmodeus! I didn’t mean anything by it, I – I’ll take my leave now!” Gilarion knows his superior well enough to distinguish a threat, so he gives a rather clumsy bow as he stumbles backwards, then darts into the crowd.
“Did you really have to scare him like that?” You sigh, though he notices that slight smile.
“Of course I did.” Asmodeus smirks with satisfaction, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close, his lips ghosting yours. “And I know you love it.”
#fun fact: gilarion is one of 16 'official' servitors of asmodeus#obey me#obey me!#obey me swd#obey me shall we date#omswd#omnb#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmo#obey me asmodeus x mc#obey me asmo x mc#obey me asmodeus x reader#obey me fic#obey me drabble#writings#4000 follower celebration#the all encompassing [mod] cosmos#sevenincubistolemyheart
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“It's fine if you want to take me or whatever just let me grab my stuff.” | Yandere Villain Deku
The villain stood in shocked silence as you moved about the little apartment packing away your things. He had been frequenting your place since he had arrived in (y/c) just a way to mess with your mind before ultimately burning the entire apartment building. But even after seeing him and his minions lounging around your room you just shrugged before going on with your life. The only time you ever spoke up outright was when one of his compatriots ate the last of your ice cream.
“You ate it all?”
You were more tired than normal not even giving the usual ‘I’m home’ before heading straight for the fridge. At that moment his minion walked out with an empty carton in hand with the remnants around his mouth. That was the first time you exhibited any ounce of violence before and while it certainly wasn’t anywhere near Deku’s methods, he still found it intriguing how easily you threatened him to get more ice cream or else you’d castrate him.
Since then everything you did enamored him, accepting money he most definitely stole to pay for meals. Even cook bigger meals when he supplied the means or indulging in your hobbies more often. Passionately gushing to him when he asked a simple question.
“Sorry about that, I usually don’t talk to a lot of people about the stuff I like…no one’s ever interested.”
The villain found himself fighting thoughts of you away as he demolished the top heroes of your country. ‘I wonder if they’d like a cake from this bakery, of course before I destroy it.’ And as the days dwindle closer to the date he planned to leave (y/c), he decided he would take you. He originally told his minions to let him go alone this time because he wanted this to be intimate. After all, it's the last time you two would ever be apart for so long! Armed with a single syringe of a sleeping dose, he expected you to refute, but of course you surprised him again and you willingly are packing your stuff. He’ll text his buddies to bring the airship (yes, he has one) even closer to move all your stuff.
“But this armoire has been through a lot with me!”
“I know Dolly but it's just too big…same goes for that potrait.”
“No but he’s my favorite character from–”
“It’s awfully rude of you to hold onto a slither of your past flings especially in front of your new husband!”
“Uuuugh fine I’m taking these posters then.”
You come so willingly Deku is on cloud 9 for the rest of the week you just moved right in when he stuck you in his fancy lair
The only time he ever saw any hesitation from you is when he dances along the line of your autonomy.
“Hey uh Izu?”
“Yes, Dollface?”
“Do you know where the knives are? I’m trying to make something for lunch.”
Hearing the underlying tones of frustration in your voice the villain abandoned his paperwork to properly handle this. You weren’t a secret powerhouse but your typical lack of response gave such an impression. Deserving his full attention he came up behind you holding you by your waist as you dug through various drawers and cabinets.
He was intent on handling this…fixation of yours. Call it a small experiment but he wanted to see how much he could have of you. How much he could get away with someone as agreeable as you. He wanted to own all of you and your will was something he would have had no qualms trampling but this was you. It was your will that intrigued him so much in the first place. So he decided he’d be lenient especially as your worried questioning dissolves into a scowl as he answers your question.
“I’ve taken all the knives away. Wouldn’t want you hurting yourself on something so sharp.”
A tingle of excitement came as you took up that threatening stance, glaring at him as you made your case.
“Too sharp!? I’ve been using knives for this long. I don't need you to get in the way.”
“In the way of what baby doll?”
He tries to simply ask but it comes out as mocking. He just couldn’t help it, you were so agreeable he always wondered what cute faces you’d make if you rebelled against him. It was almost worth instigating your first fight with him.
“Of my cooking. Of my food. I don’t really care about much else but this is mine.”
“...”
His jealousy spiked, for an activity no less. It made him want to withhold it from you even longer but your unwillingness to back down would make things harder for him. So he sighed, summoning some tears as he clutched onto you. Tucking his head into your neck as he whined.
“Awww but Baby I only want you to be safe! That’s why I brought you here, won't you trust me?”
“I’ll trust you when you trust me!”
“But I do trust you, Love. Won’t you indulge me a little.”
He tried to sweeten the offer by planting kisses on all of your exposed skin. Holding him away with a single hand you glared at him down.
“I’ll indulge you if you cut up the stuff I want with your dagger you like so much.”
He had to calm the demonic smile that threatened to stretch across his face. So eager, so final. Perhaps in another world you would have been the hero. He would live through a constant game of cat and mouse. But this was reality and he knew that he’d rather drink in your domestic agreeability before picking this fight with you. Letting you reach into his vest jacket before guiding his hand along he relished in your presence.
“Oh, (Y/n)-doll. Only you could do this to me! Just keep letting me in okay?! I doubt you’d like me if you didn’t.”
#yandere villain#yandere villain izuku#yandere villain deku#villain deku#villain bnha#villian deku#villain izuku#yandere izuku midoriya#izuku x reader#yandere izuku#yandere izuku x reader#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yanderexrea#lovelyyandereaddictionpoint#yandere#yanderes#yandere bnha#yandere boku no hero academia#yandere my hero academia#my hero acedamia#boku no hero academia#yandere villain bnha#villain midoriya#yandere midoriya#yandere mha#mha
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hi can i request for minghao and “Stop dancing like that or I’m going to cum right here” <3
jumped in queue because this minghao concept was eating my brains out
“Liking this Mr Xu? Or should i shift?” you move your hips slightly upwards to brush against the crotch of the town’s most feared assasin aka Mr Xu Minghao, giving him the sultriest lap dance your club has ever seen you doing while he holds down the urge to rip that black satin slip dress off of your glistening curves and take you then and there; infront of all your workmates because the last thing he cared about was a bunch of strangers watching him fuck his stress out into his favorite woman.
But he held it in as this time he wanted you all to himself, alone, away from all the excited and hungry eyes.Why? Because tonight he was about to ravish each and every corner of your skin, strip you down to your bare body and have you whimpering for more under him.
“I think just Ms Y/n’s moans would be enough entertainment for your party tonight. No need for visuals right?” Minghao looks at the leader of the squad dead in the eyes, notioning him take his minions out of his room right at this instant.
“Impatient enough Hao?” you quickly turn around on his lap as soon as your members leave the place, wrapping both of your arms around his neck as you now have complete access to tease the shit out of your secret lover’s patience. Bending your head down to minghao’s neck you place your dark wine lips against his sides,sensualy drawing them out on his spider lily tattoo, knowing quite well he never let anyone touch that part of him.
Minghao instantly pulls you back by your hair, your pale locks seeping out of his slender fingers, his dark eyes looking at you with something that would run down shivers against anyone else’s spine but not yours….cuz for you it meant you were successful in getting on his nerves and an invitation for you to keep testing him even more, so that later your face can be smothered down with ruined mascara and bleeding lipstick as he rails you without any mercy.
“I was away for one month and looks like my doll has already forgotten all the rules, hmm?” his hold on your hair tightens as he brings his mouth dangerously close to your throat, landing a sharp bite on your adam’s apple, making you move up his lap even more from the sudden pain,your bare cunt now resting perfectly atop his clothed dick.
“No panties!! Such a needy little whore for me, huh baby.” minghao throws his head back against the couch from the instant pleasure as you waste no time in being cocky again and start grinding on his boner, your hips sliding in and out against his thighs while you stare him down with luring eyes of a wolf, tempting him to break apart all the boundaries and get lost in your dom.
Minghao’s hands increase its grip on your loose hair as his other one starts travelling up your exposed back, around your belly and finally onto your barely covered tits. Not being able to contain the pleasure your erotic lap dance is giving him, his palms start massaging your soft mounds, pulling them out gently so that they slightly spill out of the lingerie, creating the perfectly erotic scene infront of him - his favourite woman seated on his lap, the moonlight shining through her hair, boobs lightly jiggling from the oh so slow action he bare pussy is giving is throbbing cock, while he keeps on pinching down on her already puffy nipples, earning the best alluringly soft moans from the lady.
“Stop dancing like that or I’m going to cum right here” he finally speaks up, words barely audible amidst the lewd train of groans and moans his voice carries out with itself, as he harshly tugs onto your scalp once again to stop you from completely pushing him off the edge that very instant. Your eyes shift from mean to meanest, looking at that one drop of blood painted against his lips from him trying to hold his release in after your merciless teasings.
“Would definitely not want those precious juices to spill themselves out onto your favorite pants instead of this dripping cunt, am i right Mr Min?”
#minghao smut#svt smut#seventeen smut#kpop smut#smut prompts#minghao imagines#minghao x reader#minghao x y/n#xu minghao#svt x y/n#svt x reader#minghao drabbles#svt drabbles#seventeen drabbles#kpop drabbles#svt imagines#sam writes
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Wishes - Mario x Geno One-Shot
Every day, since the Star left, Mario would talk to the night sky. About what's been happening since the adventure ended, how he'd been handling life, what was new but also the same.
How he missed Geno.
How he wished he could see the Star on more time.
Fandom: Super Mario & Releated Fandoms, Super Mario RPG
Rating: General Audiences
Relationship: Mario/Geno (Nintendo),
Additional Tags: Other characters are at least mentioned, Missing Someone, If you constantly wish will they come back?, They're gay your honor, And that's in no way a bad thing.
@nintendonut1, this one's for you. Fun little 2 hour exercise to write this up. And another 2 for typing and editing.
Link to Comic Reference.
“Um, hey Geno… It’s been about a week since you left. I hope the reconstruction of Star Road is going well. I’m kind of assuming it is. I mean, I’ve been seeing a lot of small…I don’t know, miracles happening? That’s the best way to put it, I suppose. Maybe small wishes? Either way, good moments have been happening again and I know…I know that has to be you.”
“I hope you’re okay. Mallow misses you. He’s talked to Peach and I a few times. Gaz was nice enough to give the doll to Mallow after learning what happened. And Mallow…gave it to me. Gave you to me… Said I probably needed you more than he did…”
“I really want to see you again. I know that’s a really big ask. I’m sure you’re busy. But I really, really miss you. Just…Just one more day. If you could manage that. I’ll take an hour, a minute even! Just…”
“I wish I could hold you again…”
“Hey again Geno. I’m seeing a lot more of your handy work. Only after 23 days, that’s impressive. You must be close to finishing it all up, if not already done. I mean, I’m sure you had help, it wasn’t all just you. The other Stars you were talking about helping out. You all no doubt working together to get everything finished.”
“Luigi’s still curious about you. Well, he really wants to know what it’s like to kiss a Star. B-But he also keeps asking me to retell the different portions of our adventure. How I met Mallow, what it was like working together with Bowser, how stubborn Peach is as well as how she is as a fighter.”
“How…How we met, what you’re like, your experiences while being down here. When I fell for you, the first time we kissed, what I…admire about you…”
“I think he’s trying to make sure I don’t forget about you. I mean, I never could. But…he knows how I’ve been feeling lately… He is my brother after all. He knows I miss you and…he knows I’ve not been myself. His questions…help me focus on the good times we had…”
“I wish you could meet Luigi, I think you two would get along great.”
“Hey Geno. It’s been about a month and a half since…since our adventure ended. Luigi thinks saying ‘since you left’ isn’t the best way to think about it.”
“Um, things have been going pretty well. Peach is as supportive as ever, she and Luigi have really helped me. Mallow’s done well falling into his title of prince. It helps that he has so many people supporting him.”
“We’ve finally heard from Bowser. He’s been quiet since…well, you know. He asked us to come to his keep. All three of us, if you can believe it. We were a little concerned for a moment thinking he was planning something devious. But he just wanted to show us around. Show off what he and his minions had been able to clean up and rebuild. It’s quite impressive.”
“Granted, the moment was ruined when Bowser announced he had his next plan laid out. Still, it was a rather enjoyable experience…”
“I wish you could see the progress we’ve made.”
“Hey Geno, we’re about 4ish months out. Stopped a few of Bowser’s plans. I saw your handiwork first hand. Felt lighter on a few jumps. Found a few hidden Power-Ups that shouldn’t have been there. Thank you, for that. I mean, I know you can only help if someone wishes for that boost for me. Can you…make wishes as well as grant them? Can you see me from where you are? I can’t…I don’t think I can see you. I’ve tried…”
“I wish I could just see you up in the sky.”
“Hey Geno.”
“I wish I could know that you’re doing okay.”
“Hey Geno.”
“I wish I could hear from you.”
“Hey Geno.”
“I wish I could really talk to you.”
“Hey Geno.”
“I wish you could have spent more time here.”
“Hey Geno.”
“I wish you knew how much I missed you.”
“Hey Geno…”
“I wish you could come home.”
His soul was practically singing with joy and excitement as he descended from the night sky. Fully focused on the house with the green roof lying below him.
He should probably get Mario’s attention.
But he also wanted this to be a surprise.
Oh, this was going to be so great!
He was thrilled to find an open window, easily gliding in. Excitement grows further upon finding the familiar puppet. His body. Sitting so contently on one of Mario’s shelves. Kept close to where the human slept.
Where Mario dreamed.
He hoped he was able to provide good dreams to Mario in some way.
Floating into the familiar form felt like returning to a safe space. The return of the weight of gravity welcoming as he became familiar with his limbs once more. The weight of it all providing a way of grounding him again, to tell him he was finally back and-
Geno let out a rather undignified yelp as the shelf below him collapsed. Said puppet banging his head against the wooden floor.
Ah, yes, pain. The one thing he didn’t miss.
“Ow, ow, ow…” Geno mumbled as he carefully massaged his head. Slowly moving until he was kneeling on the ground. Slowly opening his eyes, Geno took a chance to better look around the room.
Even with how dim it was, light only provided from the open doorway, he could still make out enough of what the room held. It was an overall simple layout. Two beds, each dressed with either a red or green comforter laying across each bed, sat across from each other in the room. Allowing enough space on either side for a dresser and desk.
The doorway leading out to the rest of the home that was providing the only light for the bedroom was quickly blocked by a large shadow.
Looking over found Mario standing in the doorway. Appearing both frazzled and shocked. No doubt startled by the loud crash.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious by still being on the ground, Geno swiftly got to his feet.
“Ah…sorry. I kind of wrecked your shelf.” Geno said quickly. Not sure what he should be saying at this point.
“I should’ve gotten your attention first, I was just… I was really excited to…um…”
It dawned on Geno that Mario had not moved an inch since appearing in the doorway. Gripping onto the door frame as he just stared in disbelief at the puppet.
Had Geno been a bit too hopeful in being accepted once again? That they would fall into their similar patterns as before? Has Geno been gone too long? Was Mario…upset?
“I-I know it took me a while!” Geno attempted to explain, “The work up on Star Road never ends, y’know? But…”
Even if Mario was upset. Even if Geno had missed his chance to return properly. He still needed the human to know what he’d done for the puppet.
“I’ve always heard them,” Geno choked out, hands pressed to his chest. The familiar feeling of tears spilling from his eyes, his throat tight as if stuffed with cotton. “All those words, for me to… To come home… I’ve heard every last one. To see you again, to see all that you’ve talked about, it sounds so wonderful…”
Geno’s eyes flickered down, “I just hope I’m not to late-”
The puppet tensed as he felt warmth pressed to his cheek. Eyes snapping back up to find that Mario had moved much closer. The human now looks back in absolute shock. Geno doing his very best to not melt into the touch as Mario’s thumbs gently brushed across his cheeks.
“N-No way…” Mario eventually whispered out, “Am I dreaming? Is this real?”
“Is it really you, Geno?”
The puppet was absolutely stunned at how happy, how joyful, how relieved Mario sounded. The worry he felt about the quiet before completely gone with how radiant Mario now looked at him.
Letting out a relieved laugh, Geno replied with, “Y-Yeah, that’s me! Let’s get this show on the road, right?”
He faltered slightly as tears started to silently fall from Mario’s eyes. Unable to ask if he was alright before being pulled into a tight hug. Mario calling out the puppet’s name with absolute exhilaration.
“I th-thought I’d never see you again!” Mario choked out, still crying, “But-But you’re here and you’re real and-”
Geno felt the sob that escaped the human. Mario desperately clawing at Geno to get him as close as possible as he whispered softly, ‘I can’t believe it!’.
As his own tears started to fall once more, Geno allowed himself to sink into the warmth Mario created. Wrapping arms around the human as he buried his face into the crook of Mario’s neck. Even as he was shaking from Mario’s gentle but happy cries, Geno knew this was what he wanted.
Geno loved Star Road.
Geno loved the Mushroom Kingdom and this world.
Geno loved this body.
But he knew that it would always be Mario that he would pine for the most.
Geno would always go back to Mario.
Mario was his home.
“Y-Yeah, I’m here,” Geno eventually whispered back, “I’m here, Mario…”
He wasn’t sure how long they remained like that. Each tangled up in the other. Soaking up the warmth and joy each other was providing.
But Geno was broken out of the moment when something bitter entered his nose. The puppet pulled back slightly to ask, “Is something burning?”
“Mamma Mia, my pasta!”
Mario was out of the bedroom before Geno could fully process what had been said. A few seconds behind in following the human out. Freezing as his eyes landed on a large fire on the stove top.
“How did this even happen!?” Geno called out frantically. Mario rushed as he filled another post with water and flung it onto the fire.
It all eventually calmed down when the pot on fire was put out and reduced to smoke. Both staring at it with a mixed feeling of disappointment and residual shock. The contents inside a dried, brunt puck of food.
“Well…” Mario broke the silence, “do you mind if your first meal back is take out?”
Geno couldn’t help but laugh, “I totally do not.”
Pizza was an absolutely amazing first meal to have. Made even better that they could sit across from each other. Regaling each other with tales from what’s happened for the past few months.
Luigi was thrilled to properly meet Geno. The puppet understood in an instant the protective older sibling feeling Mario had for the other human. Geno immediately promised to keep the younger brother safe at any cost.
It was a joy to see everyone once again. Peach, Mallow, Gaz, it was all amazing. Seeing how they’d changed yet remained the same.
Running into Bowser was an interesting interaction. As the Koopa was surprised yet happy to see Geno. But was also in the middle of trying to kidnap Peach when spotting Geno.
It was a wonderful experience to see the world once more.
Even more so with Mario right by his side.
Geno was finally home.
And he was more than happy to stay.
#s-creations#fanfiction#nintendonut1#based from a comic#based from artwork#mario#geno#mario x geno#genario#let them have a happy ending Nintendo!#just let them kiss!
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DAVE: so why wasnt this legendary pos in the sylladex you gave me [...]
DAVESPRITE: it was stolen
DAVESPRITE: by one of hephaestus's minions
DAVE: hes the denizen right
The Denizens are the Browser Gods, which is painfully obvious in retrospect. No wonder John died to Typheus so easily...
...hey, wait a second.
If Typheus is still around, then what the fuck is this thing?
Option 1: It is Typheus, but he's not dead yet. Grandpa killed him in the session's future, and brought him back to the past alongside Dream Jade.
Option 2: This was never Typheus in the first place. It's just a representation of John's Denizen - a sculpture, doll, or puppet made to look like him.
Granted, I'm not sure why Grandpa would do either of those things. I suppose he could have known it was predestined, but I'm not a fan of 'fate' being a character's sole motivation.
DAVESPRITE: yeah lord of the forge [...]
DAVESPRITE: hes a pretty ornery dude
DAVESPRITE: kept raving about how he was waiting for the forge to come
DAVESPRITE: which he needs to complete his work
DAVESPRITE: but in my timeline the forge would never come
DAVESPRITE: so he was extra pissed off
Anyway, Hephaestus is waiting for the Forge, a Sburb construct we were introduced to back in Hivebent.
It's probably worth noting that the Forge isn't spawned by the game. Kanaya's was a naturally occurring Alternian volcano, located beside her hive, which Entered when she did. Alt-Hephaestus was missing his Forge because it's Jade's volcano - and Alt-Jade never Entered.
It's a strange property for a Sburb construct to have. I mean, a game which can synthesize entire planetoids should have no problem creating a volcano - so why does the Forge need to be an extra-session object?
Well, it was implied the Forge could destroy Royal Rings - and these rings are the most powerful Sburb artifacts around. Perhaps they can't be destroyed by Sburb constructs at all - they can only be unmade in the fires of Earth, from which their session was forged.
That said, I don't think this is what Hephaestus wants the Forge for. He needs it to complete his work - which, when paired with the term 'forge', seems to indicate that he's creating something.
Maybe the Forge is some sort of uber-Alchemiter, and the kids need it, plus a Denizen's help, in order to perform the Ultimate Alchemy. In other words, Hephaestus's great work could be the universe itself.
It's also a little odd that Hephaestus - who is clearly Dave's Denizen - is waiting for a Forge on LOJADE.
To be honest, I didn't even think Denizens knew about other Lands. As the final bosses of the Players' personal Quests, I thought their influence would begin and end on the planets they spawn in.
Denizens are more complicated than we thought. Hephaestus is clearly more than a generic 'boss monster' - he's also a craftsman, a blacksmith searching for his Forge.
...oh, right! Hephaestus is a blacksmith! Maybe he does want to melt down the Rings, then - but just to get at their metal. I'd love to see what a god could forge with that kind of raw material.
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Retrospectives
Warnings: Broken english
Kaida is staring at her diary, hand on her forehead thinking about Sebek's behaviour.
He's always acting strange, but now he's even mode stranger, though he's not the only one.
Ace, Epel, Minako have also acting strange too but most importantly Deuce's. Wierd, with her hearing, she should be able to know about the reasons why, but it didn't?
Now that she thought about it, there we're like 6 overblots this year, she was never there when Riddle, Leona and Azul overblot but she was there when Jamil, Vil and Idia overblot.
Not to mention Haru also acted strange, they almost tired, and she's worried for them though she never showed through her expression, she usually showed it through her body language.
Now that she thought about it Deuce was also acting strange too, she knows he liked her and she likes him too, if you ask her, she pointed to her ear.
She sigh as she finished writing in her diary and putting down her pen, she looked out the window, it was nighttime now. Looks like she's going to stay up night again how many times? She doesn't know....
The next day:
History class is over and now lunch has arrived, she sat at the table with the rest of Midnight Rose PreCure discussing their plans to defeat Ciaran secretively since they didn't want anyone to know, especially how the fairies wanted to keep the whole Precure thing a secret.
What about her? She's still a PreCure and her being one of the most experienced ones ended up being a support pillar for them, no she did not get attached to them if she did they may ended up the same way as Charlotte did. (Yeah totally didn't attached to them -_-)
"How do we deal with one of the generals?"
"I don't know!"
"Maybe we should split up."
"If we did then they take advantage of it and summoned the Minions of The Dead again."
"Maybe we should do it without them knowing?"
As they ended up discussing what plans they have, Kaida is trying to hear what the First Years(Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek and Minako) when she ended up hearing something that shook her "Yumeri" and "Overblot".
She realized that she forgot something. The next concert.
"Guys, have we forgot something.." She said, all eyes we're on her, her faerie which is a porcelain doll named Merria stared at her.
"What is it, Kaida?" The fairie said.
"The concert?"
And all hell breaks loose.
"Oh cheesecakes we forgot!"
"Don't worry I have the lyrics." She said as she pulled up a stack of paper, it's the lyrics for the next lyrics with the name "I Am Rain"
"Oh thank you Kaida! I will composed it today." Hokori said as Kaida handed over the lyrics.
"I'll meet you guys over for practice.. I have something to do.." She said as she leaves and her fairie followed her.
"Okay bye ٩(ര̀ᴗര́)ᵇʸᵉ!" Taiyou yelled cheerfully which unintentionally hurt Kaida's ears a little, ouch.
She ended up hearing a little bit of Sebek's voice, and before she knew it she ended up hearing their conversations and ended up in a very dark corridor of the school.
"You heard about Moonlight Bloom having a concert next week?" That's Ace's voice
"Yeah, not gonna lie, I was excited for them." Jack's voice
"It's means it's going to a perfect for another overblot!" Sebek's voice?! Her eyes widened in shock.
"Wonder who is going to overblot tonight?" Minako?! She knew she shouldn't be surprised that Minako is Lilith's daughter, yet why is this suprise her..
"Yumeri is the best choice, since she told me about her past." DEUCE?! Her eyes widened as she heard the revelation, is Deuce always like this? She thought he's going to be a great honor student and a police officer in the future...
"Heh? I never thought you be like this Deuce.." She said softly, no one heard it and left.
Sure she can't remember a lot during her time in Ninjago, and she didn't want to know about that, and is used to people dying around her, but betraying her... She wasn't used to that and it's from her crush... At least he's alive so she didn't have to worry about that.. Yet the thought of betraying someone makes her sick to her stomach..
She clutched her neon green ribbon of her uniform, feeling betrayed..
@zexal-club @yukii0nna @queen-of-twisted @yumeko2sevilla @writing-heiress @liviavanrouge @childofwitches @marrondrawsalot
#twisted wonderland#disney twst#disney twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland crossover#twisted wonderland x pretty cure#midnight rose precure#kaida akahono#kaida garmadon#evil first years au
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Alec bring groomed to be a superpowered sexual assault minion is, like, turbo sexual abuse, nesting doll sexual abuse. Thinking that being a perpetrator of sexual abuse cancels out him being a victim is so fucking cop-brained that I wouldn't trust their opinion on this subject even for the clear cut cases
these redditors would Not behave in a kind or appropriate manner about finding out that COCSA is a common outcome of CSA due 2 inability 2 distinguish normal behavior/boundaries & coerced hypersexual impulses i can tell you that. it literally is just ye olde "childhood sexual abuse survivors are weird and gross and evil unless their experience & the ways it impacted their mind & behavior line up with my personal extremely sanitized vision of what they should be like" rhetoric. same reason why so much alec fanfiction presents him as sympathetic specifically by inventing a New Secret Sexual Trauma We Didn't Know About where he's as traditional a stereotyped innocent victim as possible & he has the "appropriate" emotional reaction to this Shameful Secret being revealed. same reason why people think his ability to stand up for himself and say "again, i was a kid" in response to a family member who groomed him trying to turn his friends against him is some form of "nuanced" where he's still partially in the wrong. same reason why him speaking frankly about it results in people somehow feeling comfortable with calling the [checks notes] 15yo boy a "whore" or "femboi slut" for [checks notes again] Being Sexually Abused And Then Being Direct About His Life Experiences Afterwards. in terms of "undersiders trauma people are the most awful about" it's a tight competition btwn him, rachel, and aisha, but i think he actually might pull ahead and take the ultimate prize. like i still can't believe that my "yes alec was sexually abused no the shit he did as a child was not his fault on any level" alec essayposting was revolutionary enough to get Notes instead of just being common sense. abysmal environment. cannot stress enough in terms of things to morally blame alec vasil for him making shitty racist jokes during behemoth fight and being whiny about stopping when aisha tells him to is 10x more Ethically Bad And His Fault than literally anything he did prior to the age of 14. even his interlude is just sort of profoundly sad on all ends. like he's fifteen man. do you know how little fifteen year olds are they're pretty small. he's like that because the first 13 years of his life were everything distinct about his autonomy and identity being systematically annihilated and you just can't fix a break that big with just the two (2!! 2! he has 2 sorta-okay years and then he fucking dies!) years he spent away from home. when i say alec vasil sucks i mean that he uses 4chan too much the atrocities however are just sad and not his fault and he deserves a little ice cream treat about it
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Now this is something I started working on for a while. So here are my fan made partners (and main antagoist) of my conceptual paper mario game:
Paper mario and the craftsmans curse!
Name: Lewis "hoodie"
Male, he/him
Species: toad (cap has no spots, it's a birth defect)
Personality: can be a bit self-conscious due to being bullied a lot, paranoid, smart, dorky, gets annoyed easily
Backstory: born with no spots on his cap, he was always told that they would come in eventually. Well, they never did, and pretty much every toad around made fun of him for it. Around a year before the game started, he met mario, and they became good friends and have been regularly hanging out since.
Name: Bloom "bloombaria" (hates her real name)
Female, she/ her
Species: Goomba (chipped tooth was a result of an accident in her childhood)
Personality: shy, wears crown since it boosts her confidence, sweet and a bit of a people pleaser, loves sparkly things,
Backstory: she has looked up to the princesses since she was a goombaling, hence why wearing a crown helps her with her confidence. Broke her tooth when she fell forward and hit her tooth against a rock. Like hoodie, she was made fun of for this as well but had an easier time hiding it.
Name: sherbert
Male, he/him
Species: Shy guy, has very strong ice powers
Personality: talkative, energetic, socially unaware, secretly very lonely, touch starved, quick-witted
Backstory: Because of his lack of understanding of social queues, he was ostrisied by the other shy guys in the town he grew up in, he set out to find the friendship he desired. Most places he went to tended to give him the could shoulder due to his tendency to freeze things over. This led to him hopping towns frequently.
Name: you decide (like the yoshi kid in tyd)
Gender also chosen by player
Species: chain-chomp, incredibly small for its species
Personality: goofy little dog
Backstory: bred by a group of bowser's minions to br a serving chain chomp, they failed a "quality check," meaning they were not fit to join the ranks of bowser's army, led to them being abandoned not far from the base they were born in.
Name: Shrapnell "nell"
Male, he/they
Species: Bob omb (nothing of note just yet)
Personality: severe anger issues, laid back, loves science, inventions, and general technology, can get aggressive
Backstory: Whenever his anger got out of control, he exploded. Thankfully, Bob omb scientists invented a small fuse attachment that prevents the individual from exploding due to emotions alone. This led to them becoming very invested in modern technology and inventions and the ways that it can help people.
Name: Lavender
Female, she/her
Species: poison blooper, she's lavender sented
Personality: calm, quiet, brooding, isolated, caring, gives good advice
Backstory: As the lone poison blooper in a civilisation of bloopers, she naturally drew to isolation studying the making of potions and antidotes. Thus, she became a well-known alchemist across the mushroom kingdom and the best individual to go to if needing a poison antidote
And now for our villain
Name: The craftsman, "crafty luigi"
Male, he/him
Species: human, possed, and turned into a wooden doll
Personality: cruel, vengeful, sadistic, aims yo turn the entire mushroom kingdom into wood and fabric.
Backstory: a toad living in an ancient city loved to create art using wood and fabric, but the other toads hated him. When he gave the Prinsess a wooden doll as a birthday present, the king was so offended that the craftsman was locked into a dungeon until he died. That's when he came back as a ghost to torment the people who tormented him. He was cursed to be trapped into a needle for all eternity. Unfortunately, our favourite green man cut himself on this needle, allowing him to be possed and the craftsman to come back for one last chance of vengeance.
#sketch's scribbles#sketch's edits#screenshot edit#paper mario#concept#fan character#toad#goomba#shy guy#bob omb#blooper#luigi#poison blooper
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i know csweekly is on hold now, but I still have to catch up on The Luchadora Tango Caper, so here it is!!
Season 3 is maybe my least favorite season out of any of them, but I still love it, so I'm really excited to get into this!
Notes under the cut as always and please ignore the fact that I'm a month late on this thx
NEW CASTLE!!! NEW CASTLE YAYYY
sometimes I think this whole series is Maelstrom just talking about shit for like 14 hours
cleo sympathizing with guys in skirts <3 she knows ur struggle boys
love how they slapped up a giant glowing green world map and copper sulfate burning chandeliers before they put in insulation or heat
brunt, girl, calm down. they were just doing their evil minion bagpipe job
british on british violence
that was such a cute nod when this season first dropped. haha theres been no sign of her all summer because of the hiatus you are so clever
they rlly thought they had something with the turn them against each other thing. i cant believe they thought they tvy7 rating would let shadowsan and carmen kill each other 🙄
"carmen is DEAD" (cheery tango music)
i mean it works because we know hes wrong and stupid but like
no offense but the tango dancers are animated in a way that is reminiscent of a kid manually moving their barbie dolls legs to make them walk
our girl <3
tell me why dropping 200 feet onto the top of the metal detector was more sneaky than literally anything else she could have done
ok. yes. but the fact she is robbing it does not negate the fact that she will be on the news for breaking into a bank dsjfsdghfkdsa
1021 is the number on the box- could it mean something? in a strictly doylist sense. october 21st doesn't seem to have any significant holidays...I can't find anything, might just be a random number set.
good god the "i...have his eyes." hits me like a truck every time
gina pulled it out with the voice acting in this one
she WAS a very cute baby
"another" link girl what else has there been you should be ecstatic
ayyy its the character literally everyone except spintrap-stan and amaryllis solely remember for being voiced by dante basco
i love how snarky carmen immediately gets. if he knows her name and what she looks like, obviously he's an operative, so she gets to have a little fun in immediately declining him while still gaining valuable information, almost immediately, about who he is and what his talent will be
everyone is very stretched today
this is not my favorite fight scene honestly (at least until flytrap gets here. dont even get me started on her fighting style im in love with it) because its literally just like ooh. he kicks. she dodges. wow. they really do try with the tango parallels but idk
wow!! other people can kick too??? who knew
she protected the face
cutely runs into oncoming traffic
those cars were not even slowing down girl they were just like HONK MOVE OR DIE
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FLYTRAP MY GIRL
okay mini rant incoming i already did a post on this like a billion years ago but flytrap is one of my favorites because in my opinion she and paper star are the most dangerous villains we ever see in the show. let me. try to find that post actually
yeah here it is
flytrap is also so hot and has the same va as luz so she's just top tier. idk if the team put half the episode budget into celebrity voice actors and thats why we only got 5 episodes but you know what
love how carmen is literally stopping her attempts to get free to banter. girl. stop
shadowsan <3
love how they do not even bother showing the fight they just get their asses handed to them
why didnt they start in veracruz just asking
not the table
ok guys. you can stop with the tango thing now. its okay
that little conversation between ivy and shadowsan is so good
comrades??? sir its not the cold war
article from 17 years ago, thank you for that easy to understand slang
carmen plot armored her way out of getting her skull smashed in on that train so hard that she made maelstrom stupid
its canon both in and outside of the show that color theory is so prevalent that any sort of red at all immediately signals carmen
the colors are so beautiful in this scene. carmen doesnt have her coat or jacket on, everythings just a little desaturated as she searches
THE ACME GANG <3333
not the finger guns and glasses wheeze hes such a loser i love him
THE FORESHADOWING TO EGYPT WITH THE PYRAMIDS ON HER LAPTOP!!!!
love how all we get of julia this season is her being pissed off and then leaving
he was such an asshole for closing her laptop why did he do that 😭
has carmen just been ignoring vile missions for the last season of the year to research her mom or
girlie is so sad about everything
ah yes, the door, the thing you wish to have opened, the best place to lean your full body against after you knock,
i'M SOrry. did you NOT attend a school for THIEVES
HSDGGDG HEY. just broke into your house. im your long lost daughter
i love how she goes DONT TOUCH ANYTHING and then immediately drags her whole arm across the wall and cabinet
also her face when she sees the masks is perfect
okay be honest how many of you have replayed carmen saying maybe mommy at least once. who. raise your hands
shes sooo buff
love how everyone is taking this so seriously and then carmen is just completely apathetic about anything thats going on
dont deadname lupe, carmen
her hair catching a gust of indoor wind for the sole purpose of making her look sick as hell in her intro card is so iconic
as ivy absolutely obliterating zack in the foreground is so fucking funny
she got that "EH EH EH." titter of "HEY NO. DONT YOU DO THAT" down scary well
devineaux strutting im sobbing. julia was doing SO well and then she got paired with devineaux AGAIN
that cab driver looks so concerned about the hulking texan in his backseat
remember when the trailer dropped and we thought those roses were for julia. good times
everyone narrowly avoiding each other as they pull in
you just know ivy smacked zack when he protested to decoy time hdsafhadsg
gotta say the "EH?" while getsuring to the trophies is fucking hilarious. obviously julia knows she wouldnt go after those but its so funny
i do love the way carmen just shrinks any time brunt appears. she is soooo traumatized
VAMOOSE EL MASKO SHES SO ACCURATREIUSDHKFSKHFD SHES EXACTLY WHAT MIDDLE AGED AMERICAN SOUTHERNERS SOUND LIKE
LUPE IS SO FUCKING COOL
devineaux showcasing his braincells for a spilt second this episode
ah, so begins the not a good time mantra
devineaux getting absolutely decimated because he thinks coach brunt thinks hes handsome is so funny
the referee watching two apparent civilians enter the ring: 🙂
carmen is so funny here. she uncuffs herself and then just leaves devineaux to die like fuck his ass he can get smooshed
carmen getting increasingly mad at devineaux while she drags him places is my favorite part of the episode
also, either carmen got stronger or devineaux had a few bouts of crazed research where he didnt eat, but she can drag him easily now as opposed to when she was struggling back at the trap in poitiers
they put this shot in the trailer and without context it just looked like carmen was standing there glaring at brunt menacingly
the cat burglar <3
worst fucking ref on the planet i love him
was carmen stopping to listen to julia's voice i would like to think so
ah the devineaux and cars gag. i mean, to be fair, it wasnt his fault this time
starts beatboxing
carmen really just dumped her whole life story on lupe thats so funny. girlie started the day preparing for a match, got her house broken into, and then ended the day learning about a global crime syndicate
they really ended s2 going THE NEXT SEASON WILL FOCUS ON CARMENS MOM and then started s3 going well actually um okay so
theres our transition sentence
lupe's yellow and blue palette btw!! cs color theory i love you
lupe is more of a mom than carlotta ever gets to be thats sad honestly
carmens little smile ough
here is a shot that very succinctly illustrates the dynamics in the coming seasons. the three at the table stand strong- always have. roundy is basically a footnote no one cares about him and then brunt...brunt is sort of on the edge. this carries over all the way into s4 when malestrom tries to drown her
oh my god i forgot about the weird halloween thing the faculty has going on this season i love it
my analysis is right in time for spooky season >:) halloween IS nearly upon us!!!
OKAY well my thoughts on the luchadora tango caper...pretty good. honestly its kind of net zero information because we introduce the premise of finding carmens mom and then immediately abandon it but it sets up um....well....it sets up....what does it set up
anyway- not my favorite episode, even though lupe is fucking awesome. i think it suffers a little from deviating from that classic caper structure and jumping around, but it does its job as an introductory episode.
until we return, sayonara, mon amigos!
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Whenever I make an oc I like to grab a theme and two conflicting ideas.
For example I got an oc named Takara who, yes, is very dragon themed (she got horns and a tail whenever I put her in a fantasy setting) whose family colors are red/gold but she herself is fond of blue/silver. She looks like the kind of evil beautiful woman who orders her men to murder people for her. She is also a pacifist and collects cat figurines. However. She is a pacifist in the sense that she would rather let someone be tortured for the rest of their life (so they have a chance to escape!) than kill them to ease their suffering. Her family is all about corruption and crime. She would rather design dresses, but she enjoys the mind games of underworld politics and doesn't mind ruining someone's reputation and life. She is a little bit of a klepto.
Takara is a very complicated weirdo but I love her.
I got a dnd character named Tink who is a gnome with body dysphoria (raised by goblins) who is incredibly clever and can build anything, and who wants to be a minion to someone Powerful.
She is cowardly and wants others to take the fall, but she is so loyal she will kill and take all the blame if it means the one she pledged herself to gets away with it. She's kicked kids out of trees and she's slit an unconscious woman's throat for being a possible future threat, and for her loyalty is something very Specific.
No one in her current party truly knows how insane she can get about the Chosen People in her life, and it's a very fun thing brewing towards a melting point.
Anyway Lin Jie in SYoNR. He's tiny, he looks fragile, he's all soft colors (white hair and baby blue eyes, pale skin and rosy cheeks) he looks like someone took a doll and made it come to life. He is also feral, eats rats, bites the hands that feed him, can't see for shit and thinks eating with utensils is a waste of time.
Zhao De is a gorgeous, beautiful young man who could have anyone he wants. He is also my most evil demisexual baby boy and is only attracted to people he can torment (Ming Fan) in very specific ways. He is a very, very cruel guy who is still also talented, beautiful, rich and of good lineage. In a different world, if he spent maybe 1 week soul searching, he could have led a happy life, married to a Ming Fan who isn't afraid of him.
But Zhao De likes being mean and would never, ever self-improve in such a way that would make others happy. He's also a mama's boy and has zero respect for his father. Cheaters should be castrated.
I dunno I'm just rambling here, ocs are fun.
#gemi be rambling#sorry im just talking to myself a bit#i love ocs so much you guys#love making them love seeing them
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So, we have access to MM’s diary….shall we take a peek?
Written on this day at Frogmore Palace, I think it’s 2018, maybe 2019
Another day, another cry! Oh, I’m so depressed, sad and unhappy. I had…had….to go to an engagement today. My feet are sore, my mouth is sore (not from smiling, but the dentures), my wig almost fell off when a bird got his stupid beak caught in it. Did anyone ask me if “I was ok?” NO! No one cares. I cry myself to sleep, I make threats to harm myself. I can’t get any attention here….so coming up with new plan.
Written on this day at Frogmore Palace, pretty sure 2019
It goes on and on. New batteries like every week. No one told me having new doll would be so difficult. Although I have minions to run about for me (they are soooo lazy), I still have to “pretend” to care for doll. His on button got stuck the other day, and it kept laughing. If only people knew I call him “chuckie”…I was going to change it on his little doll “built on”(insert doll birthday, I can’t remember it) certificate, but “the people” said I couldn’t. It wouldn’t look right! It’s no fun around here…no one helps me. I have to call all my own contacts to get clothes and jewelry. Then…then…I have to give it all back. My life is so hard!
Written on this day in Kanada still 2019 maybe 2020
So here we are in some Russians house. It’s huge, and yet my heart is empty. Poor me. We had to run away from the UK reporters…they were SO mean. Everyone in the UK was talking behind our backs. I know they don’t like Harry. I get that. I don’t care for him either. What upsets me is the fact that they have my name linked to his. I know people aren’t laughing at me, they are laughing at him. I am held in high regard in every other country, people love me.
UPDATE: Just got word we have to leave Kanada immediately. We are not welcome here? Huh? Darn that Harry, he ruins everything. Our PR says, blame it on Covid? What the heck is that? No one told me we could catch something dangerous in Kanada. I know there are bears here, but this Covid thing….eewww…well, anyways we are going back to my home..good old USA. Is it still called that? I haven’t been there for years. Got to pack…see you when we (yuck) are settled.
Written at Tyler Perry’s Luxurious mansion…2020?
Ok, ok! This is the life I was meant to live. Oh it’s so beautiful here….I love sponging off people. I just made up some story about ““the people in the UK wanting to hurt Me, boo hoo….and Kanada has strange diseases and bears…boohoo…poor me…I was surrounded by racists everywhere, I wasn’t safe…..boohoo….he fell for it!!!!! And here I sit! I am rich, rich, rich…living the life. Tyler Perry….I played you!😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Written at Oprah’s Luxurious mansion…2020
Someone ratted me out to Tyler Perry. He threw us out. I think Harry was the problem as usual. Anyways, here we are at Oprah’s. We had to make a deal. We would do an interview. We are so excited. The time has come. Harry has stories to tell. He won’t though, but I sure will. I know I have to make it interesting, so I will just say whatever comes to mind. It is time to get even with “those people”. They were so mean, and I know it’s because they are racists. They are out to get me. My feelings are hurt. I know some people say I don’t have any, and normally I don’t….but, I can sure find some when I need them. A couple of tears, hold Kleenex…sniffle…on the count of three..1-4-3…tears!
Written at Doria’s Palace 2022
Well, I have tried everything I can think of. I know people are buying what I say! My Podcasts are higher numbers then anyone has ever heard of. Netflix is giving us (me) a bonus of $55,555,555.00 because I am going to tell all! I have the secrets…..the Queen uses Tupperware……Kate does…..garden work!…..William bakes…..oh yeah, the personal stuff I know….people won’t believe it. I will make people take notice! It is so painful for me to go down memory lane though. I have been so hurt. I can’t understand why I couldn’t have my own way. It’s not fair! I should have it all. Palaces, jewels, long gowns, a new wig daily, free dentures, free eyelashes, free everything. Yet! I say I want…want..want…and it’s because I am an actress….like really! I was very successful. I had a hit tv show…10 years ago! I am a star! Oh, I get so upset thinking about the life I could have had, if I could have just met some big TV execs when I was yachting……but apparently “my reputation preceded me”…
At local Soho ….written today….
Ok, so I met with the one and only Diva! Mariah Carey….she said I was a Diva…OMG! I was so thrilled…but I had to act all hurt…must keep up appearances after all. What a compliment. I have strived to be seen, for people to see the real me. I am exhausted trying to be who people think I am. Truthfully? My truth? I am evil, a con, a snake!😂😂😂😂😂😂. It’s time to end this charade. People love me world wide, like wow….the PR I am getting right now…priceless! It’s like really good stuff. Some may think I am hurt, but no…it’s free! I’m expecting 88,888,888 people following my IG….I know, I know…I am popular. Cry about that Kate! Now I am thinking about how to get rid of (Harry)…..he is ruining my vibe. He is making me look bad. I can’t deal with him any longer. I think I will start up my Tinder account again….or…ok….I can’t keep secrets….I am going to do a “Fans Only” account…yep..I am….if anyone notices it’s really me…I will just have Mio say it’s not. I could make some fast cash doing that. The bigger the audience, the better….😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
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Menyou and Hebhis
Menyou Kazuma (めん羊 応真) was once Hebhis. (Heb-hees)
Heb = へび
his = from the word Ophis which means the serpent
So this is really just a lot I know. But it’s weirdly become it’s own thing in my head and I hope I can word it out decent enough
So yeah, Menyou is a dead constellation. The reason he is actually so cold to touch and everything rots isn’t simply because he’s dead, it’s because dead stars are cold. And I think it’s like things can’t survive in space or being touched by a star? It’s also why he doesn’t need ot really eat (but i mean he’s raised human so he’s conditioned to it).
So what’s a dead constellation??? A cluster of dead stars that once formed a constellation. This is where it’s like AU shit, it’s literally an entirely other galaxy of life and shit. I can do that ok….
But anyways, long long long ago Menyou had been the Serpens constellation.
Literally just post the wiki paragraph this is the vibe:
In Greek mythology, Serpens represents a snake held by the healer Asclepius. Represented in the sky by the constellation Ophiuchus, Asclepius once killed a snake, but the animal was subsequently resurrected after a second snake placed a revival herb on it before its death.
As snakes shed their skin every year, they were known as the symbol of rebirth in ancient Greek society, and legend says Asclepius would revive dead humans using the same technique he witnessed. Although this is likely the logic for Serpens' presence with Ophiuchus, the true reason is still not fully known. Sometimes, Serpens was depicted as coiling around Ophiuchus, but the majority of atlases showed Serpens passing either behind Ophiuchus' body or between his legs
This is why Menyou’s scales heal oiwjf ;__;
As a constellation, he was a healer deity that was prayed to often. In this AU, it’s constellations are deities. The sun and moon are an entirely different thing, more like GOD i guess. Lmfao and yeah you know what Ive been slowly thinking about in that regard. /vomits gijs.
Anyways. Deities are allowed interactions but only to a certain extent, it can’t go beyond offering guidance. Well, Hebhis fell in love with one of his diviners and broke that sacred vow to /not/ go beyond.
It’s all secret at first but that certainly does not last long and as punishment, the diviner is killed.
But Hebhis does not take this well and kills one of the Sun’s and Moon’s precious stars (LMFAO) and uses that light and his scales to bring the diviner back to life.
Furious, he is completely snuffed out by the Sun’s rage… or so he THOUGHT. because the Sun was so angered, it was forgotten that this is a deity of reincarnation.. So with that 1% of scale and soul left, a minuscule star had been formed to protect what little is left. Over time, it grows as memories and soul reincarnate anew.
A weird thing I guess, but I think that this process is a bit of a struggle. It just takes a really long time and a bit of soul seeps out which is how it goes wandering off.. Then it gets pulled in by a mother’s magic and prayers and thus Menyou Kazuma is born anew.
In the time span that Menyou is struggling and suffering, growing and all that, the star that is mostly him is now on the search for what little oozed out… and eventually the last piece of soul is just Menyou himself. But it’s complicated now that he has a body and emotions so the rest of Hebhis takes shape as a star-shaped minion/doll. Menyou had just woken up one day with this thing and since it hovers about, it’s not left his side.
But there is no genuine interaction with it. You can be mean to it, poke or stab it. You could speak to it, embrace it. But nothing will make it react. And it is not like it protects Menyou from anything, it literally just follows him like a shadow. Waiting.
Menyou was taken in by Ramm at this point when the Star appeared, so it was just accepted. But if it had shown up much earlier, it would have probably gotten Menyou in a lot of trouble. Luckily, Ramm had grown calmer about ridiculous things considering his life choices so.. ‘Cool, a thing follows you whatever. I’ve had a haunted boy that i’m still in love with.. ANYWAYS.’
Uhmmm! I did consider making Naoh the diviner reincarnate but eh I think that might be a little too much?? At least for it to be naoh so i think he just has a lot of similar traits to them. Which is why Menyou is so enamored but SHRUG.
As for whatever triggers all of this to go to shit and have Menyou become Hebhis as a primal again well… I don’t quite know. I think it really really will have to do with Ramm though, I think it will be a like closing chapter on Ramm. maybe he possesses Menyou since he’s stronger, but Hebhis is finally triggered into opening himself to gather what last percent of soul there is so tht Ramm can’t take it.. And maybe that just brings forth a lot of weird shit with dead spirits and stars and like vengeance..
Before all that though I really want Menyou to have like memories with others. He really just needs a /strong/ will to fight Ramm at all and just that’s his character to be moments and memories.
I really really appreciate if you read this far, I do apologize if this makes no sense LOL but I really wanted it typed out o_O
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The Two Sans & Flowey Wearing Ralsei’s Clothes (2022)
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Credit for Undertale & Deltarune goes to Toby Fox and His Team.
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at first the flag was going to be a Aroaceflux Flag, but then I decided to make into something else instead, something that is different from Asexuality, Sexuality and Romantic Identities as well as Gender Identities.
the star in the middle is suppose to be like the Yellow Save Point in Undertale, we know that in Deltarune the Save Point is White when we are in the Dark World.
there is also wings, two symbols on the top and bottom.
the symbol on the top is the symbol for Air,
and the symbol at the bottom is the symbol for Earth.
you know how there is that Overlord series, not the video game that came out first where you can play as a Overlord and command those small different Minions and even make a Harem in one of the games of the series.
I haven’t really progressed very much in one of them, even if I was able to beat the one where the Overlord has these two siblings, and the one I haven’t beat yet is the one where you start out as a Small Bean Overlord but then there will be a time skip...
anyway that game isn’t what I’m talking about, I am speaking of Overlord that has Momonga/Ainz Ooal Gown (but the name can be spelled Ains...) and Nazarick are in.
well using the word “Demi-Heteromorph” is a bit inspired by that,
because apparently Angel Race in that series are Heteromorphic.
so if Half-Angels were a thing in that series, that are a mix between Human and Angel, they would fall under the Demi-Heteromorph.
Demi-Heteromorph could also be made up of other Hybrids as well,
like Cambion, Dhampir and a other hybrids.
Earth Angels could be a considered Demi-Heteromorphs, because not only because some are descendants of Nephilim, but also their souls are hybrids and they could be the Grandchildren or even the Children of Angel Parents through fragmentation of a soul.
and there can possibly be a Earth Angel who can end up fragmenting and giving “birth” to another Earth Angel, but another fragment could merge with that fragment before it forms into a newborn soul.
not everyone has to believe that, and it’s okay that it’s only me and a possibly a few others who believe it is true, though I don’t know how many would and it’s okay if it’s not that many.
and I did get curious after reading a little about Phenex, I found his name in a fan fic I was reading and I will read more of later...
so yeah anyway it is likely my pendulum is pulling a prank on me, and when I asked about the question I had, I did so by not using my outer voice/mouth to do so and only asked by thinking it in my head....
[Note: Feel Free To Skip Down To Where It Goes Back To Talking About This Drawing. the words “ anyway back to the whole topic of this drawing...” will be bold.]
and well the question I asked about if Phenex is my Soul-Dad, and my pendulum gave me a clockwise fast reply.
which that is a sign for “Yes”.....but for all I know it could be a prank.
(the question was suppose to be to Gabriel...)
I mean I know I have a doll like voice, and sometimes my Mom mistakes it for one of the little kids that live at one of the other houses that is nearby,
and I was given a Yes before from my pendulum, that when I get really mad, my ethereal wings will go into flame mode, and there being the whole habit where I am scared or nervous or feeling any form of upset feeling, that my ethereal wings will hug around me.
I also decided to get a second opinion and double check about it again just now, and I still got a “Yes”.....
I know my pendulum can pull pranks on me, like when I asked about if the Aliens from Mass Effect are Real In Real Life, and no matter how many times I asked, I keep getting a Yes as a reply, and I don’t think that prank is gonna stop anytime soon.
well even if the info about Phenex is true, at least he has a better excuse than my Human Dad...who wasn’t around for my birth or the fact that I only met him once and it be nice if he had visited more from the start.
I know that I’m a Defective Earth Angel as well, meaning I don’t work at 100% correctly like some Earth Angels, I see it as me being like the “Amethyst” and now that I think about it, a “Off-Color” as well.
and in case no one knows what the term Off-Color is, it has to do with Gems from Steven Universe.
also I believe that the Circles or Rings Of Hell, were originally part of the Earth Kingdom Of The Earthly Mother, but had to be cut off from the rest of her Earth Kingdom, because of the take over by the Princes that fell from the Heavens.
so if this theory were true, that means that the Circles or Rings Of Hell, were possibly called something else and were possibly ruled by a type of Princess.
while it could be possible that Hell and even Heaven wouldn’t be in the physical realms of Earth, there could be a overlap of ethereal matter and the physical matter, where the Rings Of Hell are (but weren’t always that way possibly.)
they are possibly in a Ethereal Earth that overlaps with the Physical Earth that we live on. not everyone has to agree with that theory.
also if I had a Angel like Belldandy or like one of her other two sisters from Ah My Goddess, I can’t help but have the thought that if the said Angel like those three have, had a name.....it would be Burning-Hope.
I think in a Earth Angel’s case, it could be like a Fairy-Angel maybe...?
but Earth Angels could classify as Fairies possibly.
I’m listening to one of the Opening Music for Ah My Goddess, right now.
anyway back to the whole topic of this drawing...
like I said the flag in this drawing was originally going to be a Aroaceflux Flag, but I decided to make it into a type of Demi-Heteromorph Identity Flag that has to do with Earth Angels.
Flowey wearing Ralsei’s Hat, Cloak and Scarf has to do with the theory that Flowey is the Ralsei from Chapter 1 that we befriend and form a party with, and who possibly switched places with the Original who was still in a Hood that was knocked to the other side by Lancer or one of Lancer’s Brothers.
I still think it is possible that Lancer is a Quadruplet, and they are all named Lancer because Lancer’s Dad is too lazy to give his sons different names and at some point forgets he has Quadruplet sons and thinks all the Lancers are one in the same.
so yeah I don’t think the Ralsei we meet in Chapter 2, is the same as the one we form a party with, but the Ralsei from Chapter 2 might be the same as the Hooded Figure who got knocked to the other side by Lancer.
with that Ralsei knocked out cold, gave Flowey time to switch places with him, and use the hat that was given to him by the Real-Ralsei of that world, who was locked up by the one who was flung to the other side off screen by Lancer.
like it turning out that Flowey is entrusted by the Real-Ralsei who looks how he appears Chapter 1 when joining Kris’s Party.
to protect and watch over Kris and Susie, and keep them safe from the Fallen Prince from another world, meaning that the Ralsei who we meet in Chapter 2, is possibly Prince Asriel from Undertale.
but he is soulless and was able to reform his body thanks to Chara’s determination, but not all his dust re-merged with him, because part of it was lost by becoming one with Flowey when the Royal Scientist took one of the Flowers from the King’s flower garden.
Flowey might have a small part of The Original Prince Asriel’s Soul, or at least his essence that could form into a new soul inside of Flowey, but it wouldn’t end up being a Monster or Human Soul, but like a type of Flora Soul.
like for plants and animals that aren’t like anthropomorphic or humanoid,
their souls could be like in the shape of teardrops but in Flowey’s case,
the teardrop soul could change into a yellow orb or yellow butterfly.
Flowey or at least one of the Undertale Timeline versions of him, could of escape from Undertale and end up in Deltarune.
and one of the Undertale Timeline versions of Alphys could of been with him,
but she ends up betraying him and leaves him in the Dark World while she ends up in the Light World.
Flowey is then found by the True-Ralsei (this is before the Fallen Prince Asriel comes along and locks Prince-Ralsei away inside the Castle.)
Flowey ends up forming a type of bond with the True Prince Of that Dark World,
and when True-Ralsei is locked up by the Soulless Body Of The Original Prince Asriel from Undertale.
True-Ralsei takes a extra hat of his and possibly some extra scarf and cloak that he is wearing while behind bars, and gives them to Flowey.
True-Ralsei used magic on his extra hat that he gave to Flowey,
to let the hat’s magic transform Flowey into his likeness.
he could of infused the hat with his soul essence and some other magic that would let Flowey transform into “Ralsei” and protect the Lightners from the imposter....
why True-Ralsei doesn’t try to ask Flowey to get the key, is because there will be no time and The Other-Ralsei/Soulless Prince Asriel from Undertale...
could always have it on his person, and he could end up making Flowey seem like the bad guy, and have the Lightners attack him if he tries to take the key while they are still around and would believe anything that Other-Ralsei says is true.
but while Flowey/Decoy-Ralsei is going out the Delta Rune Door with Kris,
Soulless-Asriel was secretly following behind them, and watching them.
and once Kris and Susie left to go back to the Light World, Soulless-Asriel from Undertale, ends up using magic to throw all of the citizens of that Dark World through the Dark Fountain before Kris’s Soul closes the portal.
but Soulless-Asriel left some behind, like the Lancer who took over as the new King of that Kingdom, as well as Flowey and possibly Jevil if were not able to beat him but only unlocked the door that he is imprisoned behind.
and when Kris and Susie were busy with King, Soulless-Asriel possibly left the Dark World and went to the Dark World to lock the closet door in the unused classroom, and then went back to the Card Kingdom, and when Susie and Kris were heading to the Dark Fountain....
Soulless-Asriel used a magic spell to throw all the Darkner Citizens through the Dark Fountain before Kris could close the portal.
Soulless-Asriel leaves out Lancer and Flowey out of the spell, and even Jevil if we weren’t able to beat him and add his item form into the inventory.
and once Kris and Susie are back to the Light World, Soulless-Asriel heads back to the Castle Town by going through the Delta Rune Doors, then he locks the door behind him, so Kris and Susie wont end up going through it and find out the truth and also to keep Flowey and The Lancer that became King, from getting through.
Soulless-Asriel only let the Other Lancer Brothers come to the Castle Town, like the one who keeps wearing a mustache, and the other who would soon be at home in the sub-space dimension in Kris’s pocket.
Flowey and King-Lancer, could still be trying to get through the Delta Rune Door but aren’t able to, meaning they can’t get through unless they find another way back, and that would be from going through some other doorway from the Dark World to the Light World.
reasons why I believe the Ralsei we meet in Castle Town in Chapter 2 (but could of originally been the Hooded figure in Chapter 1 who was flung off screen by Lancer, and ends up having Flowey switch places with him.)
is not the same one that we befriend and form a party with,
because the Ralsei in Chapter 2, his horns are much longer, his feet are bigger and he is obviously a few inches taller than Kris.
in Chapter 1, the Ralsei (who is possibly Flowey who was asked by the True-Ralsei to look after and protect Kris and Susie from The Soulless-Asriel from Undertale.) who we form a party with, he has smaller horns, has smaller feet and is around the same height as Kris.
the Ralsei that Susie and Kris meet up in Castle Town in Chapter 2,
ain’t fooling anybody, because they are clearly not the same Ralsei we form a party with, even if it does turn out it was Flowey in disguise, it could be possible that he was only disguised by the request of the imprisoned True-Ralsei.
also if Flowey did try to get the key that keeps the True-Ralsei imprisoned,
The Other-Ralsei/Fake-Ralsei/Soulless-Asriel from Undertale,
would likely lie to both Kris and Susie, and Flowey would have to fight them in a battle.
True-Ralsei asking Flowey to take on the role as “him” and looking after and protecting Kris and Susie from Soulless-Asriel from Undertale,
would be a lot safer for Flowey and he wont end up hurt in a battle by Kris or Susie or even The Player that possibly has The Original Asriel’s Soul as their Proxy-Soul.
the reason why the Red Soul breaks when we get a game over in Undertale,
is because it is in fact really a Monster Soul, and possibly infused with The Original Chara’s consciousness, while their Original Soul Heart is being used to power the underground and is inside that generator that powers the True Lab, CORE and the elevators.
the Proxy-Soul might have the good half of The Original Prince Asriel, and Flowey could have that half as well.
The Original Chara could of ended up fusing with Kris, when their Half-Human & Half-Monster fused soul ends up in Kris’s body, and if Kris’s Original Soul was accidentally taken and absorbed by their brother Asriel...
the Proxy-Soul would end up fusing with Kris’s Spirit and becoming their new soul.
Kris could of became Soulless and it ended up letting a Hollow-Soul of Kris take over and do dark pranks.
Kris could still pull pranks, but before The Player and The Proxy-Soul came around, Kris was not fully themself anymore.
the Chara meets in Undertale, is possibly a creation from the True Lab...
that Chara could be a Tulpa, and Darkners in Deltarune, could be Tulpa.
the Chara that stands before the Player, could be a A.I. made from the Red Soul that is trapped in the generator that can be found in the True Lab.
so when that A.I. of Chara, who we can view as a A.I. Clone of the Original Chara....takes the Proxy-Soul, they are possibly sending it to the Deltarune World, where it will end up becoming Kris’s New Soul.
it could be possible that the Red Soul that is powering the underground in Undertale, and is in that generator, might be The Original Soul of Prince Asriel, but the minds and spirits were swapped, like Chara’s Spirit end up in their brother’s heart soul, and Original Asriel ends up in theirs and ended up being taken by the Scientists from the True Lab and then placed into the generator.
anyway like I said, in this drawing, Flowey wearing Ralsei’s Hat, Scarf and Cloak as to do with a theory that he is the one who we had formed a party with in Chapter 1, and is possibly asked to act as “Ralsei” by the Real-Ralsei, to protect Susie and Kris from Soulless-Asriel from Undertale.
while Flowey (acting as Ralsei in the True-Ralsei’s place to protect them from Soulless-Asriel/Ralsei of Chapter 2.) is in Kris’s party.
he starts to form a bond with them and starts to love them, and even Susie when she officially joins the party for real.
Flowey could have another reason to try to get through the Delta Rune and get back to the Castle Town, not just to help the True-Ralsei and warn everyone about the Soulless-Asriel from the same world and timeline he originally came from, but also get back to Kris and Susie.
Flowey would have to team-up with the Lancer that was left behind, in trying to find another way back to the Castle Town, and that might mean either finding another way to the Light World or finding a Door that leads to another Dark World.
the two Sans in this drawing, has to do with the whole possibility that Riverperson is trying to warn the Player and Frisk about the Sans from another world who speaks in hands.
Sans uses his hands when fighting The Player and Frisk, in the Geno Route.
so that means that Sans is the one who speaks in hands....
plus it might be hinted in Riverperson’s message....
Beware Of The Man Who Speaks In Hands.
where it comes out as “Beware Of Sans.”
like a secret message, like the possible secret message in the crossword that Sans gives us, which is him telling us to go on a diet, well telling Frisk to go on a diet.
The Crossword Puzzle:
GIASFCLFUBREHBER
NPBAVUUJJCSEOMEO
IWLSNOTELEKSTMFB
RLXETMONSTERMNGO
PMDIAMREMAUUJHIT
SCIGARSVXRSOUDCW
comes out as “I See Someone Better Go Diet.”
for all we know, Sans has been sending secret messages in the Crossword the whole time, depending on how we play the game.
the Sans from another World, could be the one that we eat with at the restaurant at Mettaton’s Hotel.
while the Sans we eat with at Grillby’s, is the Sans we can trust and isn’t the same one that we eat with at the restaurant at Mettaton’s Hotel.
the Other World Sans, could of overhead the promise that the Good-Sans made to the lady from behind the door.
and he used that info in the conversation with Frisk (and the Player) at the restaurant.
while Sans could be the human half of Steven Universe, the Other Sans from another World might not, but could be “Wingdings Gaster” from Deltarune.
or he could of been a partner and friend of Gaster, and it could turn out that Other-Sans, could be Greg Universe.
I can talk about how that theory could work, we know that in the flash backs of Steven Universe, Greg looked like Steven but with different color hair and it being very long.
even if Steven’s hair is suppose to be brown, and might only appear black when setting the colors on the television a certain way...
but Steven having black hair seems a bit more cooler and seems to fit him better than just dark brown.
also right now I can’t help but view the Other-Sans aka “Bad-Sans” from another world, as Greg Universe, while the Sans behind him who is the “Good-Sans” as his long lost son Steven Universe’s Human Half that becomes Sans.
the Other-Sans/Greg, is based on the in-game version of Sans in Undertale,
where he has about six teeth showing,
and him having eye-bags under his eye-sockets.
so new Crossover Theory, is that The Sans from the Other World who pretends to be Sans.....is really Greg Universe.
I will talk more about that theory in another post....
but anyway this drawing is a mix of being a theory about The Two Sans and Flowey acting as Ralsei in Chapter 1.
and once again, the flag in this was originally gonna be a Aroaceflux Flag,
but I decided to make into a Demi-Heteromorph Identity Flag....
if there can be Asexuality, Sexuality and Romantic Identity Flags
as well as Gender Identity Flags, why not this...?
anyway hope some like this drawing and theories about Flowey and Sans.
#flowey the flower undertale#ralsei deltarune#sans the skeleton#sans undertale#sans deltarune#undertale fanart#deltarune fanart#demi-heteromorph#earth angel#flag
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Prompt (from KoFi donation): Mlbrry all cuddled up with his family on the couch after raking leaves all afternoon.
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Their yard was absolutely expansive. ****
They had to pay a landscaping company to maintain their estate but it didn’t mean that there wasn’t leaves scattering the green grass with the rate that they were falling off of the tree as summer transitioned into autumn in New York.
During the day, when dad was home, alone time wasn’t a thing for Harry.
He couldn’t take a single step without one or more of his kids having to be there with him - even when he was brushing his teeth that morning Cash had been clinging onto his back just because while Ezra was on his hip.
He loved his little crew of minions who followed him around, even Briar who was still unsteady on her chunky legs would try to keep up with her siblings.
Harry was raking up the leaves in the backyard around where the children likes to run around and play.
YN was sat on the patio, watching - it was cool out and her husband was in a plain white tee that was pretty transparent - she couldn’t help but drool as his back muscles flexing every time he moved.
“S’not a free show!” Harry had hollered over to his wife, noticing her ogling and shaking his small bum at her.
“Looks free to me,” She had shrugged fondly, Briar was fast asleep on her chest with a pacifier tucked between her lips and arms wrapped around her mom’s neck - wrapped up in a fleece blanket because of the chilled New York weather.
“Oh, you’ll be payin’ later,” He assures her with a very telling look that would make anyone other than his wife blush with the innuendo and a boyish grin.
Horny bastard.
Ezra was sat on the ground next to his mother, he had one of his new baby dolls that Harry had bought him from when he was traveling and a few of his most loved ones as well. ***
However, Easton and Cash were right on Harry’s heels during the excitement. His middle son had wrapped himself around his father’s calf like a monkey while his oldest helped rake the leaves into a massive pile.
It made YN think fondly back to when they just had Easton. They had taken him to his first pumpkin patch and he had loved the hayride so much that they took it on him two times - it was going to be a third but people started recognizing them.
It was before Harry was used to being ‘famous’ and he still has trouble telling people that no he didn’t want to sigh something or that he didn’t want to take a picture. ****
“Bubby, y’like tha’?” Harry cooed with a wide smile, loving to watch his son’s wide green eyes as they rode of the back of the tractor through the fields of pumpkins.
“Pummys!” He had squeaked, pumpkins being too difficult of a word right now and both his parents had laughed.
“Yeah, we’ll buy y’one to take home,” His father assures him as they get off the hayride for the second time.
Easton instantly starts crying, tugging at his dad’s hair, “‘Nother ride, ‘nother ride t’pummy’s!”
Harry and YN looks at each other with a soft smile, their son was just so….perfect and cute and impossible to say ‘no’ to.
“One more can’t hurt?” Harry asks his wife, unsure as he bouncing his tearful son.
“He really loves them. Why not?” YN agrees, stepping forward to kiss her son’s cheek before readjusting his little beanie.
“Hey! Is that Harry Styles?”
YN hadn’t realized there had been a stray tear running down her cheek but of course Harry does when he notices her distance gaze and watery eyes.
He hands the rake to Cash, showing how to properly hold it, and says, “Help y’brother, I’ll be right back,” even though by this point the pile of leaves was absolutely enormous and ready to be played in.
“Mama, wha’s with tha’ tears? Y’alright?” Harry frowns, wiping off his brow and making his way over to her.
Which, of course, alerts Ezra to peeked up and automatically get tearful himself, “Mama, mama, mama s’sad.”
She shakes her head, laughing lowly and wiping her eye, “I’m okay, Ezzie. Happy tears. Mama’s happy, okay?”
He contemplates for a moment before standing up, holding one of his baby dolls and mumbling to his mother even though he knows the answer, “Hold me.”
But Harry scoops him up from behind, making him squeak loudly, and giggle as his dad growls against his cheek, “Daddy will get yeh!”
It made the little boy’s frown dissipate and be replaced with a dimply smile and peel of laughter as Harry play nibbles at his neck and cheek.
YN is just so fucking fond of her husband.
Briar snuffles awake at the noise of Ezra with her own disgruntled expression. Her chunky hand comes to her binky which she pops out of her mouth and throws across the ground.
“Uh oh, we woke up sleepin’ beauty,” Harry hums to his son as Briar nuzzles further into her mother with a sad whine.
But when she notices her daddy, she blinks up at him and gives her a cute little smile before she blows a raspberry at him.
“Hi lil’ mama, daddy sees you. Y’look s’pretty,” He assures her, laughing at her baby antics.
“Daddy! We’re ready! C’mon!” Easton shouts from the large pile of leafs with an excited Cash next to him adding, “Yeah! C’mon!”
Harry can’t deny his sons, YN is standing up to go over as well and her husband shoulders up to her, “Mama, wha’ssit?”
“Just thinking back to when we just had Easton and took him to that pumpkin patch, how absolutely obsessed he was with the hayride and he was saying ‘pummys,” She remembers fondly, she loves watching her eldest grow up but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t miss him as a baby.
Harry must have the same idea because his face softens as well, a slight chuckle, “Yeah, us still tryin’ t’figure out how t’be parents and just bein’ so in love with having our first lil’ bub.”
“We had no idea what we were doing,” YN agrees, wincing when Briar tugs at her hair because she’s a baby and she can.
“We were just tryin’ t’make our baby happy and we did it, mama. Just look at ‘em,” Harry replies, kissing Ezra’s temple as they look over at Easton.
“S’fuckin’ stupid!” Harry huffed our as he jammed the keys into the ignition as people flock the car, “Just want t’take m’wife and baby t’a pumpkin patch and make ‘em happy.
The young couple was still getting use to the overwhelming attention Harry was receiving - there were people now flocked around their car.
“Harry, breathe. It’s okay. Look at the bub, he is so so happy,” YN titters, hand stroking his hard bicep.
And he does listen, turning around and watching Easton in his car seat, eyes droopy with drowsiness but he’s hugging a mini pumpkin on his lap with an ecstatic smile and it calms Harry a bit.
Who is trying to demonstrate to his brother that it’s not scary to jump into the leaves by explaining it to him as best as he can.
Easton has this ear to ear grin, green eyes sparkling with excitement as he watches Cash step timidly closer to the pile.
YN interrupts Harry’s memory, “I just…love our babies so so much.”
He feels a tightness in his throat, like he could cry as he hugs his son tight to his chest, “Y’the best mama on this fuckin’ earth, love you and m’babies so so much.”
Harry had sat in his frat dorm room alone, after he’d gotten in an argument with that frustrating girl who’d wrote the article about him - he wasn’t sure why he couldn’t just leave her alone.
He was already irritated as he worked on his next homework assignment for his college class Human Interactions and Relations.
The prompt for the short essay was, ‘Recall your most meaningful romantic relationship you’ve ever had.’
When the professor had announced it, he had thrown a wink Harry’s way and teased, “Now Mr. Allstar Styles, I know you probably have more than any of us to choose from but just one.”
The class laughed along with the professors, feeding into the idea of Harry being a womanizer.
He had stormed out of the classroom as soon as they were dismissed with a stormy expression and he had ignored the professor’s request for him to stay after as he called after him.
Harry who was now sat, staring blankly at an empty word document because he didn’t even have one relationship to write about because everyone assumed he was heterosexual maybe even bisexual but he wasn’t.
He didn’t feel fucking normal. Girls and boys alike threw themselves at him on a sometimes hourly basis - it didn’t matter how attractive they were, he felt nothing - no sexual desire towards them.
His head falls into his palms, feeling stupid for wanting to cry because Harry Styles wasn’t fucking supposed to cry. He wishes he could find someone at a party to take upstairs to hook up with but he couldn’t - even when he had tried to force himself too.
But he had a few aching pain in his chest that he would never be normal. He wouldn’t find someone to settle down with, have a family with.
He knew that journalist, despite how frustrating she was - was something special because she had finally sparked something deep within.
And man was he right.
The woman that made him feel that spark was currently tucking their fourth baby under her sweatshirt so that she could feed while their three boys play in the fall weather.
He has to halt, letting down Ezra to join his brothers, and cup his wife’s jaw with honey, sweetness in his eyes and voice.
The angle was a bit awkward, with their daughter latched on her chest but she was smushed comfortably between her two parents.
Before he speaks, he has to bring her in for a kiss, then he’s murmuring against her lips, “Sweetheart, I’m s’in love w’you as m’wife, m’best friend, and the best mama t’my babies. Waited for you, felt like m’whole life ‘cause I knew I was meant f’you.”
“Harry,” YN whispers, pressing her lips back to his - there was no sexual charge behind it, just true intimacy and connection.
Their moment gets interrupted when Ezra lets out a loud shriek of terror as he watches Easton jump into the pile and disappear.
“East! East!” The youngest boy blubbers, running back to be scoop up by his father with a demand of, “Hold me, daddy.”
“Oh hush. He’s just playing, bub,” Harry simpers for his three and a half year old who is wide eyed when Easton pops out and pulls a giggling Cash into the fortress of leaves as well.
“No no no,” Ezra lisps, not tolerating this activity one bit.
Harry places him back on his feet, saying, “Y’dont have to play but y’need to be kind and let your brothers. They are okay, they’re just having fun.”
Ezra glares at his father with all the strength the cherub faced boy can before he plops his bum with a huff.
YN sits down next to him in the grass, allowing him to wriggle halfway onto her lap, squeaking, “Feed m’baby!”
“Yes, Ezra. I’m feeding your baby,” YN agrees with a rub on his small back as they watch Harry let out a loud roar before chucking Easton over his left should and Cash over his right then tossing them into the leaf pile.
It becomes a cycle of the boys giggling as they run from the leaves back to their father only to be tossed back into it again and again.
They boys are having so much fun, squealing and screaming when Harry playfully nips them before throwing them.
Ezra, very cautiously, stands up and toddles forward to his father, wrapping himself around his dad’s calf to let him know he’s there.
The boys are currently wrestling in the stack as Harry looks down to see his youngest, “Hi baby, y’want a turn?”
Harry pops him on his hip as Ezra whines with uncertainty, “S’scary daddy.”
“No it’s not!” Easton assures him, tugging a cackling Cash back down when he tries to get up to escape.
“Gonna be a brave boy f’daddy? Want t’have a try?” Harry murmurs, he was a bit sweaty from continuously throwing and picking up the boys.
“Okay,” Ezra finally nods with big eyes.
Harry’s as gentle as possible, humming, “One…two…three!” Before tossing him into the pile with his brother.
It is only second before Ezra is running back so his father would do it again, YN had to get out her phone to record the precious moment.
And when Briar is done feeding, Harry takes his daughter and places the eleven month old with her big brothers for a picture.
After all four of the boys are exhausted, especially Harry, they all relax in the living room as YN begins cooking dinner.
When she comes out to announce it’s ready, she finds the cutest thing possible.
Harry sprawled out on their large sofa on his back with Ezra on his chest with his face tucked in Harry’s neck, Cash further down between Harry’s legs with his face smushed against his father’s knee, and Easton squeezed tightly between Harry and the back of the couch - cheek squished against his father’s ribs.
And YN, well she just really fucking loves her family.
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I Have Two - G’raha Tia x WoL
Yes, I’m still on about G’raha and the minions. No, I don’t care. It’s funny.
PS: I’m sorry about the dumb WoL. That’s just honestly how I imagine my WoL to be.
Also! Partly inspired by THIS AWESOME POST by Lady Ramora. She has some great FFXIV content over there.
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“Are you sure? You really don’t have to do this,” I say.
Despite my hesitations, the Viis shoves the box into my hands. “Of course. The people of the Crystarium have been looking for a way to show their appreciation for all you’ve done and Bragi insists that this should be excellent recompense.” She smiles, placing a smaller box on top. “And this one’s for the Exarch. Pardon, I meant to say…‘G’raha.’”
It’s sweet to see her bashful side. Since the “ex-arch” returned to the Source, he and Lyna have become pen-pals. As he’s learning to become more himself, Lyna has been breaking down the wall of formality that she built out of respect. Because the two were close over the years, I happily volunteered—meaning I was the only one able—to be their delivery moogle.
“I’ll ensure he receives it safely.” Taking the small, single package, I pass it to the little figure at my side, who diligently takes said box. While I smile, Lyna gives me a questioning look and I have to explain, “He’s less likely to trip than I am.”
“I see,” she laughs. “Then I wish you safe travels with minimal tripping. And thank you again for carrying my letters to the Source.”
“I don’t mind at all. And I promise to be a bit quicker with G’raha’s next letter.”
She nods and waves as I step through the Ocular portal that whisks me away to the Source.
The trek from the Crystal Tower to Revenant’s Toll is relatively peaceful, with only a few mishaps, but I didn’t even land on my face this time. So with both boxes intact, I push my way into the Rising Stones.
The home of the Scions is surprisingly quiet today; in fact, not even Tataru is here. There is, however, still someone to hold down the fort, and he happens to be my sweet, red-headed boyfriend.
“Hey sweetheart,” I greet.
His ruby eyes jump from his paper and that smile warms my heart. “Welcome back, my love. How were things in Norvrandt?”
“Doing great!” I reply, placing my sizable box upon a near by table. “Trade is thriving and they’re working on expanding bit by bit into The Empty. The Crystarium was very lively.”
“What’s that?” A hand gestures to my gift.
“Dunno. Apparently the people of the Crystarium have been trying to find a way to ‘repay’ me for everything.” He tilts his head. “I tried to tell Lyna that it wasn’t necessary, but she insisted.”
“They are a stubborn people,” he hums.
“Yeah…Oh, Mi’raha has one for you as well,” I say, pointing to the smaller box held by the little doll.
“Ah, thank you,” he says to the small figure. It’s taken him ages to adjust to its presence, but he’s finally beginning to see it as something not to be jealous of. “What is it?”
“Don’t know that either. It’s from Lyna so I entrusted it to Mi’raha.”
“Ah, didn’t trust yourself not to drop it?” he chuckles.
“Not one bit.”
He tugs at the ribbon and carefully slides the lid off. His eyes light up and he pulls a fabric from the box.
As G’raha plays with his new scarf, I turn to my own box. Inside, a stack of papers greets me, a crudely drawn portrait of myself holding hands with several children sitting on top. Behind it are more drawings and letters from other citizens. I even got a letter from Ryne and Gaia. A smile creeps onto my face as I go through them. Too bad I can’t read. I’ll just have to make G’raha read them to me later.
And then I find the object at the bottom, the reason the box is so large. I gasp, lungs filling with air that comes back out in an excited squeal.
G’raha looks up from his letter from Lyna. “What is it, love?”
He sets the paper aside to investigate while I fling paper padding out of the box. Hoisting the toy from the box, I squish it in a nearly bone-crushing hug. Thank goodness it doesn’t have any bones.
On the other hand, G’raha’s expression falls, turning into a mix of horror and disappointment.
“No…”
“He’s adorable and beautiful and perfect and I love him!” I exclaim all in one breath, hopping in circles in excitement.
He sighs. “They promised me they wouldn’t make a mammet in my image.” As I set the doll down on the floor and wind it up, he reaches into the box for a card at the bottom. “Oh, they didn’t. This is clearly a ‘Wind-Up Mystel.’” The tone says he is not at all disillusioned by the name.
The small automaton clicks, jerking to life before his movement smooths out. He looks up at me with his crimson eyes and blinks. Still giddy, I run a hand between his ears, which he simply endures.
“Aren’t you just the cutest little thing?” I coo.
“My dear, you already have a mammet that follows you around. Surely you don’t need another.”
“Look at him! Of course I do!”
The original figure, one I’ve had for a few years now, looks at the newer one. They stare at each other, unfazed, until the first sticks his hand out. When the second doesn’t respond, Mi’raha takes his hand and shakes it before letting it drop.
G’raha asks, “Did he just shake hands?”
“Yeah. He does that when he meets other automatons.”
“I didn’t realize they were programmed to greet each other.”
“They’re not, at least not like that. I think he learned it.”
“What?”
“It’s true. The other day I caught him yawning.”
“But…they don’t even breathe.”
“I know! He yawned because I yawned and now he yawns every time I do! Watch!” Looking down at the dolls, I fake a yawn. A second later, Mi’raha yawns. “See!”
“Oh my gods.”
“I don’t think he understands what he’s doing. I think he’s just copying what he sees for…I don’t know, solidarity?”
“Fascinating. But you’ve had several alterations done on Mi’raha haven’t you?”
“Yeah. Poor guy’s been through a lot following me around so he’s been modified to withstand more than your standard mammet. I’ll have to do the same for the other if he’s to survive even a few weeks.”
“What sort of modifications have been done?”
“Cid upgraded most of the insides to stronger metals and Mutamix made me a materia that would work as a core. And I was able to commission Tataru to make him a better outfit that didn’t tear so easily.”
“Wait, materia?”
“Yeah, so he wouldn’t need me to wind him up frequently. And getting Cid to design a mechanism that accepted the power source wasn’t cheap. But not losing him in the field because he lost power and I didn’t notice was well worth it.”
G’raha passes a disbelieving hand through his hair. “My dear, you gave your toy a soul.”
“What?”
“Well, part of a soul I suppose. Materia is made in part by soul energy.”
“Oh, I think Mutamix did say something about that.” G’raha gives me a sheepish look. “No wonder my little buddy is better than all the others out there. And now I have two!”
My boyfriend sighs. “Twelve help me.”
“Aww, what’s wrong, Raha?” I hum, turning on him to wrap my arms around his neck. Immediate gratification works through me when his ears flicker and a blush bleeds across his nose. “I thought you were over being jealous of mammets.”
“I’m n-not jealous at all.” His stammer easily betrays him.
“Good.” My fingers twirl through his hair. “I would hate for you to misunderstand. Wouldn’t you agree that having a partner that has more than a single mammet in your image—that are so dearly loved—would be one of the highest forms of flattery?”
“Is that what you think?” He’s straining to keep his flustering contained.
“If I love these small imitations so much—” I lean closer, my lips ghosting his, “—just imagine how much I must love you.”
“More than the imitations?” he asks in a mesmerized whisper.
A thumb brushes against the blushing cheek. “Beyond the First and back.”
There’s a bit of that cheeky demeanor—part of his old self that he’s clung to—glinting in his eyes. “Ah well, for you that’s not very far, now is it.”
I roll my eyes just before I close the gap. Ever eager to follow his hero’s lead, he bends and gives to every silent demand—of which I have many. And while he’s come a long way from being that reckless dreamer he used to be, a quick nip or coy swipe of his tongue easily sends my heart fluttering. Yes, he may play the part of the toy very well, but there’s no denying that G’raha can just as easily have me like flan in his fingers if so desired.
But that’s better saved for private quarters—lest the Warrior of Light lose face, as he so mischievously puts it.
A soft click breaks the kiss, leaving us both in a breathy wake. By now, even I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, but I couldn’t care less.
“Still doubt me?”
He grins. “I never doubted you for a second, my love. But I do appreciate such affection as often as I can get it.”
I shove the man away. “Oh my gods.”
“Alright, alright. I’m sorry.” The Miqo’te pulls me back by the arm. “It was a simple jest.” A forehead kiss makes for proper atonement. “I’m honored that you love me so dearly.”
“Good. Don’t you ever doubt my love for you.”
“My apologies.” He seems a bit reluctant to let me go, but allows it.
“Now, I need to see if Cid can do some upgrades for me.”
I turn back to the automatons and freeze. The new one simply stands there, eyes blank as it stares straight ahead. Mi’raha, on the other hand, has the newcomer by his little robe and is in the midst of making out with him.
Immediately, I slap a hand across my awestruck grin while G’raha falls back into full blown panic. “What are you—NOOO!”
As he rushes for the pair, the man’s foot snags the table, sending him to the floor. That doesn’t seem to impede his mission though, as he scrambles to his feet to get at them. Snatching Mi’raha by the back of his shirt, he tears the brazen doll away from the Mystel figure.
“WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!” he shouts, shaking the unfazed mammet.
My uncontainable snicker catches his mortified attention. “Mayhap I am the one who should have been jealous all along.”
“Remove it! For Twelve’s sake, please remove the materia!”
I take Mi’raha to place him on the table. “And kill his little spirit? I don’t think so.”
Hands drag down a defeated face. “Sweetheart, please. Why do you insist on keeping a puppet designed to embarrass me?”
“I don’t.” A brow quirks at me. “I have two.”
“If Y’shtola sees them, I shall never live this down.”
“I’ll make sure to note how adorable you are on your headstone.”
He’s not amused. “Thank you for the reassurance.”
“No problem.”
As if summoned by our very words, the door to the Rising Stones opens. In come a few of our comrades, headed by the ruthless woman herself.
“Shtola!” I start for the group. “Look what I got!”
“NOOO!”
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