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October comic! Partly based on a true story. Partly because Brioche only destroys plush toys, and the cup is still here help.
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Case 143
part 1 part 2 part 3
pairing: werewolf!lee know x reader
Warnings: fluff, angst
Author's note: Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. I hope you enjoyed this mini series ;-)
Your life was great, really. Your exams turned out good and you could finally relax a bit. The cold and rainy spring turned into the warm sunny summer that was already awaited because of the bad storms in the last weeks.
But most of all, your relationship with your now boyfriend Minho went smoothly and was like a dream. Wherever you two met, there were butterflies in your tummy and a wide smile on your lips. After catching him in the hallway that day, everything has changed. He has changed. Well, his behaviour towards you at least. He was soft and caring to you while teasing you became his favourite thing.
The moment of walking together in one of your classes, hand in hand, was burned into your memory. You remember Wooyoung sitting on your desk, a knowing smile on his face and wiggling eye brows that made you laugh and at the same time growing red.
He congratulated you two and pulled you into a tight hug. You remember the way Minho pulled you away from the boy that was glued to you and took you into his arms protectively.
Innocent, Woo held his hands up and laughed. "Pull the claws in kitty. I don't wanna take her away from you" You chuckled at his comment and lean into your boyfriends touch.
Even if Minho didn't like the smell of the other male on you, he knew that he must accept it. He was your friend and maybe, if he admits, wasn't so bad at all. But that doesn't mean that Woo should be all over you all the time. You were his, and only his. You should smell like him and not like the other wolf.
The day you kissed, was now three months back in the past and you two got to know eachother better than before. The relationship was fragile at first. Both of you feared to overstep or to make mistakes but that faded away really quickly and you became overly comfortable in the presence of the other one.
After class, he waited for you to bring you home or to eat something with you in the cafeteria. On weekends, you both met eachother. Sometimes, he took you out on a fancy date to the cinema or to a restaurant but usually you two would spend an evening on your couch with cute pyjamas and a big bowl of microwave popcorn, too tired to go out or dress up from the exhausting week.
...
At first, he was anxious with you meeting his pack members. What if you don't like them? They were his family but you as well. But you didn't pressure him and after some time, he brought you to his house. But not without stating to his pack members that they will sleep in the garden if they don't behave and scare you.
Your first impression of the boys were that they were super chaotic. You just went through the entrance door when you were swarmed by two boys. One had long blonde died hair who introduced himself as Felix and the other one was Han. You've met the brown haired in the hallway after you had dropped some important sheets of paper and he had helped you.
Felix was a totally sunshine. His personality was bubbly and kind. Within the first few minutes he gave you a hug and offered you some brownies. The curly haired man, Chan, pulled him softly away from you to give you space and bid you hello.
The other members introduced themselves as well as you all sat on the big couch in the living room. You sat between Minho and Han while your boyfriend draped an arm around your shoulders and drew lines on your skin. You leaned into the touch and listened to the conversation, from time to time answering questions or adding something.
Everything went well. Minho saw that you liked his family and we're comfortable around them. It made his heart swell and now he could spend time with you and his friends together.
...
As time went on Minho pushed his confession that he is a werewolf more and more in the background. He knew that someday he needed to tell you the truth. You deserved to know. And you must know as his mate. Hell, he must tell you that too. That you two were bond together even when you couldn't sense the pull of the mate bond as strong as he can.
Especially now, when he would go into his rut soon. Twice a year he will be controlled by his hormones and his instincts to reproduce. It would be too dangerous to be near you since you didn't even know about the existence of werewolves.
You're smart. So, he must come up with a really good excuse. He hates to lie to you but he would loose you if you found out and he isn't going to let you go now. Even if it meant to hide that side for a little longer.
He can feel it. The upcoming rut. It's getting worse and worse for each day that passes. And your sweet scent just drove him insane.
In the morning he wakes up sweaty and needy. He sighs when he tried to move out of his bed because of his sore muscles. Just like the ruts before, he will stay at home and just hope that it will be over soon. He hates the feeling of the rut. Especially after he had met you. His entire body wants to be near you, to love and breed you. His inner wolf couldn't think of anything else than you and your perfect body. He forces him to be near you. He knows that you can make the burning and the heat go away.
You on the other hand sat at that time already in class, wondering where you boyfriend is. He didn't show up. Maybe he is sick, you thought. Your suspicion was confirmed as he texted you only minutes later that he won't come the next few days because he got a cold. You immediately replied.
Get well soon. I will visit you in the afternoon with some medicine and food! ~ y/n
Shit, Minho thought. You can't come near him. Not now. He couldn't control himself right now and he doesn't want to hurt you.
You don't need to come, love. I don't want to infect you ~ Minho
I know, but you won't. Sleep now, you need to get better ~ y/n
He chuckled. As if he could sleep now with a hard one. That will be long days.
...
After class, you quickly got home and changed into comfier cloths and headed out to buy some medicine. You weren't the best cook but you will try to create a chicken soup that hopefully will help him. With all the ingredients, you walked to his house and grabbed the key from under the doormat to let yourself in. You learned that Felix and especially the youngest Jeongin forget their keys and the key under the mat was especially for these accidents.
It seemed to be only Minho home. The house was quiet which was a rare occasion because whenever the boys are home it's loud and laughter can be heard everywhere. They are a bunch of happiness and chaos.
You quickly walked into the kitchen and started cutting the ingredients. You had found a good recipe a while ago when you were sick and now you could finally use it again. As the soup was cooked, you decided to look after your boyfriend and bring him some medicine. With the bag with the medicine in one hand, you headed to his room.
Minho thought that he was hallucinating. He could smell your scent. Maybe his now even more sensitive nose tricked him. He panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead as he suddenly heard footsteps. Maybe one of the boys is back. Jisung promised him to cook him something to eat and went to buy food. Definitely it's him. Or maybe Hyunjin who should be currently at his art class.
But the footsteps were lighter and not so loud. And there was your scent again. The door opened and you stepped into the dark room.
"Minho?" You whispered because you didn't want to disturb him if he was sleeping and closed the door behind you. In the dark you could see Minho coming towards you with a fast pace.
He trapped you between the wall and him, both hands leaning on the wall next to your head. He looked exhausted and sweaty and you realised that he wore just his boxers. He leaned his head at the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply.
"Shit, Minho. You're burning!" You said as his hot skin met yours. "Y/n, what are you doing here?" He asked with a hoarse voice. "I wanted to help you get better. I brought medicine and I cooked you a soup." You explained.
Minho murmured something. Then he got louder. "Go. Go. Please go!"
Minho fought against his instincts to rip your clothes and to nibble at your skin, to mark you. He couldn't do that for longer, he will loose control if you won't go away. His inner wolf became stronger and stronger with each second that passed. He wanted to be near his mate as close as possible. For him, you were willing to help so that the terrible burning inside him would stop.
And on top of that he could smell that you were ovulating. His instincts told him that he should breed you and to give you his baby. Soon he will do something that he'll regret.
"What? Why? What do you mean?" You ask confused. You stood there shocked. You should go? You just wanted to help. He lifted his face and looked you in the eyes. His weren't the usual brown, they were golden.
Then, he opened his mouth and showed you his teeth but they seem longer and sharper. Like the teeth from a wolf or a dog.
His arms held you by your shoulders. His face dipped down to your neck again and you could feel his mouth kissing you there and even his tongue glided over that spot. "Minho, what are you-" you couldn't even finish the question before his teeth bit into your skin.
Immediately, pain went through your body and you yelped and wanted to flee but he had trapped you.
You let out a yell and tears welled up in your eyes because of the stinging pain. You heard the door open and Minho was pulled away from you.
It was Han who pulled you out of the room and you could hear Minho desperately call out for you. He sounded broken and his voice was uneven.
Slowly, Han brought you into the kitchen and sat you down on one of the chairs. He then searched for the first-aid kit to look at your wound. Your mind was blank. Just some minutes ago, you were happy to help your boyfriend get well soon and walked to his room as you thought he was just ill. You never thought that he would bite you painfully. Well, how things could change.
You didn't understand it. Why? That was the question that kept twirling in your mind. Why? Did you do something wrong? What happened to him to act like that?
Han slowly touched your shoulder. You were deep into your thoughts and hadn't noticed that Han had found the first aid kit and stood in front of you. Fortunately, he was home in that moment when he heard you scream in pain.
He left his bags of food at the hallway and sprinted to Minho's room. He had pulled you away and looked at his best friend who didn't understand what happend just seconds ago.
As Han touched you, you flinched and finally focused on him. "Let me see the wound"
You leaned you head to the other side and exposed the bloody mark. Without wanting to harm you further, he cleaned the wound with a disinfectant cloth. You flinched again as the disinfection stung. Now, he could see how deep the mark truly was.
Han was relieved to see that it was not deep. If he would have gotten home just seconds later, the bite would be deep enough to be a permanent one, a mating mark that would have bonded your souls together forever. He removed the last bloody spots that was already drying. Then, he threw away the dirty cloth into the trash and put a plaster over the wound.
Han kneeled down in front of you so that you both could look each other into the eyes.
"Why, Han? What happened to him?" Your voice sounded broken and hurt. He knew that Minho didn't tell you that he was a werewolf. Now, he could slap himself for not dragging his best friend to tell you. At all wouldn't have happened if you knew from the beginning.
"Everything will be okay Y/n" he said with a calm voice. "Come, I'll bring you home"
You just nodded and followed him quietly. He brought you home and in front of your door, he stopped and turned to you. "Everything will be okay Y/n" He repeated his words from half an hour ago.
"Minho isn't himself right now. He'll explain everything to you, I promise. But please forgive him it wasn't completely his fault. Give him another chance."
"What do you mean with that. Isn't himself at the moment?"
"It isn't my right to say something to you. You should hear it from him" You sighed and nodded. Then you bid him goodbye and walked into your apartment.
...
Jisung shut the front door of the pack house with a thud and sprinted up to Minho's room. Without knocking, he threw the door open and saw his best friend sitting on his bed. Anxious and angry with himself, he ran his hand through his already messy hair. Minho knew that he had fucked up royally.
"How is she?" He asked Han slowly. His best friend sighed.
"She's confused and hurt. Man, what was wrong with you? Usually, you're not so uncontrollable during your rut."
"I don't know! Just her sweet scent made me crazy. Shit, I fucked up so bad"
"Yeah, you did. And you need to tell her about the whole werewolf thing as soon as possible"
"I know" After Han had saved his mate, he quickly got control back and immediately regretted what his wolf made him do. It was like someone else, his wolf side had taken over in the heat of the moment since that side was stronger in the rut. He paced through his room, thinking about what to do next. Should he follow you? No, that would be risky if his wolf got control again.
After some time he didn't know how to approach you or if he should approach you at all. Then, he heard Han and you walking to the front door but he kept silently in his room. The door closed and he was alone in the house again. Was that the last time he saw you?
He never thought that he would say that but he loves you with every ounce of his body. He wouldn't survive it anymore if you won't let him near you again. Not after experiencing that, even short, time with you as his girlfriend.
So, he must wait for his rut to be finally over and then he'll hope that you give him a chance to explain everything. And hopefully, you won't run away after that, claiming that he is crazy and scary.
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The following days feel like dream. Well, to be exact like a nightmare, a pretty bad one. The next day after that accident was blurry. You couldn't concentrate on anything. You covered the wound with a scarf to avoid the curious questions when you where at the college. All you wanted was to stay at home and hide between your soft blankets of your bed, suppressing the past day. But you couldn't allow yourself that.
It was like Wooyoung immediately saw that wound even though you tried your best to hide it. He knitted his brows and pushed your scarf away to examine the plaster. "What happened to you?" He asked concerned.
"Nothing" you replied and pushed his hand away that touched it.
It wasn't nothing. Woo smelled it. The change of your scent. At first he thought that you must have spent the whole night with Minho and smelled that's why so much like him but he only could perceived your scent when he exactly concentrated on it. Then it hit him. He realised that your boyfriend must have marked you.
But he knew that then, your two scents would be mixed and most parts would be healed by now due to the bond. That idiot must have bit you only that deep to end up with a non permanent one that will indicate to other wolves that you are claimed, not mated but claimed. He was furious. And your red and slightly swollen eyes showed him that you weren't a fan of it either.
...
You waited another three days for any kind of symbol that your boyfriend lived and wanted to meet you. At that point you didn't even know if he would call you at all. But he did. He texted you.
Hey Y/n. I'm so sorry for what happened. I want to explain everything to you. Please, let me meet you at our favourite café. ~ Minho
You read that message again and again. Should you go? He seemed to want to fix things.
Okay, I'll be there in 30 ~ Y/n
You quickly threw over a light jacket and made your way to the café. It was the same café in which you both had worked on your project months ago and now, you loved to meet eachother there and to have a simple date there.
Surprisingly, Minho was already there and looked nervous. His always calm eyes travelled through the room and seemed to search for you. As he saw you, he jumped up from his stool and wanted to pull you towards him but he stopped himself. Instead he rubbed his neck.
"Hey Y/n"
"Hey" you said and took place in front of him. He looked really nervous.
"I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. You must believe me" He stated with a pleading look.
As you didn't say anything he continued.
"But I wasn't myself anymore. And the truth is-" he took a deep breath. "I'm a werewolf"
Well, you hadn't expected that explanation.
"What? You're what?" You asked with a questioning look. You didn't know if you should call him crazy.
"Believe me, please. I'm a werewolf. And well, I'm an alpha and every alpha goes through a phase twice a year where his instincts are heightened and uhm they urge him to breed or to reproduce. I know it sounds crazy but it's called rut and I had my rut some days ago" Blood rushed into his cheeks as he explained rapidly what had happend to him.
"Rut? You mean that's why you were different then?"
"Yeah! My plan was it to keep you away from me because I didn't want to hurt you but then you stood there and everything in me went wild"
You sighed. He looked like it was his full seriousness. Should you believe him? But he sounded like he was saying the truth.
"So, shouldn't you be more hairy if you are a werewolf?"
He chuckled relieved. "Well, I can change into a wolf. Then I'll be hairy" he said cocky with a smirk.
"Of course. And I turn into Darth Vader every full moon" you replied simply not believing that. Minho, a wolf? Yeah right. That's it. Now, you need therapy. And maybe some alcohol. Much alcohol.
"Really? I didn't know you that a talent like that in you" he teased. "But I can prove you that I really am a werewolf"
"Okay, alright. Mr. Wolfie. Show me then"
He guided you out the café after he stated that he couldn't change in front of the people in there. They would go crazy. Then, he directed you to his car to drive you back to the pack house. Next to the house, there was a big forest.
His parents bought that house not without a reason. So, they could easily change without fearing that somebody would see them and call the police out of fear. The whole ride was silent. Nobody dared to say something. Minho concentrated on driving while you just observed the world outside the window.
...
He turned off the engine and got out. You followed him into the forest to a small clearing where the warm sun broke through the treetops. You fiddled with your hands and stood there, waiting that Minho did something.
Minho rubbed his neck and took a deep breath. He hoped that you wouldn't run away after he showed you his other side. The werewolf side. He took off his jacket, the one that you loved, and began transforming. You heard his bones cracking and rearranging.
And soon, instead of your boyfriend, there stood that huge from head to toe black wolf. His eyes were golden, the same colour you noticed from time to time in his human eyes. Your breath hitched. He looked really terrifying and you stepped back to bring more distance between you and him. But unfortunately, you tripped over a small tree trunk and fell into the soft grass.
You heard steps and then the wolf stood right in front of you. He came closer and closer until he was only centimetres away from your face. The werewolf whimpered and slowly laid down with his head on your lap. Minho could feel how tense you were as he laid there, trying to show you that he wouldn't hurt you. Never.
You kept your hands pressed against your chest but slowly you calmed down and touched his fur on his head. His black fur was silky and soft. As you grew more comfortable, you brushed through his hair and he began wagging his tail with excitement. Minho's inner wolf was satisfied and purred happy.
You stayed like that for a while, just enjoying each others presence. But you felt guilty that you didn't trust him. "Minho?" You tried to turn his attention to you and stopped petting him. He lifted his head and touched with his wet nose your fingers. So, you continued with speaking.
"I'm so sorry that I didn't believe you. I should have trusted you" Slowly, the tears that brimmed in your eyes fell down on your cheeks and dropped on your hands. Minho whimpered at the sight of you and pushed his nose in your face and licked the tears away with his tongue. It probably would be the best if he would transform back.
He trotted a few feet away and once again his bones cracked which caused you to lift your head just to see Minho standing there in his whole glory. Naked.
Well, it wasn't the first time you saw him naked but still the blood rushed to your cheeks. The clothes he weared before were ripped due to the transformation. He picked up the jacket and tied it at his waist.
"I am sorry Y/n. I hurt you and I should have told you from the beginning" He explained and leaned down to cup your face in his big hands. One hand slid down your face, brushing a wild hair strand behind your ear and travelling to the place where the bite mark is.
Slowly, he pulled the scarf away that hid the mark. Then, he could see it. It wasn't so swollen anymore and the red bruisings were fading away. His eyes burned with both tears and guilt. He had hurt his mate. The one he was supposed to protect. He failed.
"But I was an idiot. I feared that you wouldn't want to see me again after. Y/n I'm so sorry"
You looked in his now brown eyes and closed the distance between you two. At first, the kiss was timid but soon it turned into a passionate one. His soft lips against yours while his nose brushed against you cheek and his hair tickled your forehead.
"I love you Y/n" he murmured against your lips, catching breath. Your breath hitched and you gave him another kiss. "I love you too, Mr. Wolfie"
He chuckled. "Is that my nickname now?"
"Maybe?" You answered and smirked playfully.
He shakes his head amused and gave you a peck on your forehead. "But I still need to tell you something. You are my mate"
You knitted your brows. Mate? What was that? "What do you mean with mate?"
"You know. Each werewolf has a person that he is destined to spend his whole life with. A soulmate."
"And I'm your mate? How do you know?"
"Well, we feel a pull towards the person. It's like every second you're without them your heart aches" He told you and grabbed your hand.
"And why don't I feel a pull? Is it because I'm a human?"
He nodded and stroked his thumb over your fingers lightly.
"Does that mean, you respect me as a werewolf?" He asked carefully as his shoulders tensed again. You chuckled. "Of course Wolfie. I need to get comfortable with the idea that my boyfriend is a big dog though"
"I love you Y/n. But if you call me a dog one more time I need to tickle you to death!" He threatened and his soft lips brushed against yours.
You smirked and simply teased him further. Both of you enjoyed the presence of the other one. Neither of you wanted to separate for longer after the week of distance.
Something in the underwood crashed and Minho tensed next to you. He growled slightly and wanted to protect you from whoever might come towards you. You are his. Only his.
Jisung shot out of the woods while a knowing smirk plastered his face. In his hand was a bag with clothes for Minho. He had seen you two walking into the forest, so he assumed that Minho might need new clothings.
He threw the bag over to his best friend who caught it effortlessly. "Keep going lovebirds. I'm already on my way back" he said.
...
"One more question. Is Han a werewolf too?"
Minho focused back on you after he had changed and now walked to the pack house hand in hand with you.
"Yes, he is an Alpha like I am. Well, everyone in the house is a werewolf. And you know what? Wooyoung and his friend are wolves too"
You gasped. "Really? I never noticed"
"Because we like to keep our identities hidden darling." He stated. It was nice to finally be honest with you. He hadn't noticed how guilty he was for not telling you before the accident.
And now, he could slap himself for thinking that you wouldn't love him the way he is. You are his mate for a reason and he wouldn't want someone else to be it. You were his one and only. Even though you need to learn so many things about werewolves, you made it clear that there was no difference. Werewolf or not. Minho is the love of your life.
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Woo and here's another monstiary page. Firstly I slightly re-formatted the pages and how I'll be presenting the information. Secondly I'm going to start making them "in order" with the exception of the single elementals (besides potbelly). I made a system to give each monster species a number, potbellies' #1, mammott's #2, etc. For the single elementals I'll be doing their pages during their months which is why I kinda rushed these pages out in two days as I had to finish them before the month ended : ). Thirdly I'm giving all the monster scientific names and breaking them up into extremely simple morphologically based taxonomic ranks so I don't need to re-state traits shared by multiple monsters (I'll elaborate on those once I make a diagram of the monster taxonomic tree thing) . Anyway, potbelly facts.
Potbelly have one to three heads, but most commonly have two. Their heads work quite weirdly. They are kind of each their own individual but they have a near identical thought process to each other. And the amount of heads is dependent on the individual and their age. As a potbelly ages they may grow an extra head or two, but at max they can have three. Edit: Forgot to add an image here, I forgot I even drew an example of the head variations honestly idk how I did that
While potbellies don’t have proper eyes they can still see somewhat. Those dark spots on their bodies are extra sensitive to light being bounced to them and can project a simple, blurry grayscale image to the brain(s) that allows them to see. Because of how unreliable this poor vision is alone, potbellies rely on all their senses to get around.
To smell potbellies have scent receptors on the roofs of their mouths and their tongues which makes them have to repeatedly open their mouths to sniff the air and comprehend what’s going on around them. They hear by sensing vibrations in the ground through the leaves surrounding their roots.
Potbellies have those distinctive filled out “stomachs” that their name comes from. A majority of that stomach isn’t an actual stomach. As they are carnivores of course they have a fully functional stomach that’s made to actually get nutrients from solid food which is quite rare in plant monsters. But a majority of it is used for food and water storage to make up for a lack of large roots.
Instead of being used for nutrient absorption or storage, those aforementioned roots are used for both subterranean and terrestrial locomotion. Those teeny roots are incredibly strong and can easily carry the weight of the rest of the potbelly’s body. In a similar fashion to an octopus they can crawl around on their roots to move. They can even swim! With these all-terrain limbs potbelly can go anywhere they please.
Potbellies like warm, wet, environments but can live anywhere if needed. They are carnivores that eat small critters to supplement their diets as they prefer to live unrooted or in small pots so they can’t get many nutrients from the soil. To eat they simply have evolved a sweet smelling breath that attracts bugs and the sorts to their mouths and then they snap them up. Because they are large plants they don’t have any predators.
Before I get to the next paragraph I need to mention I'm giving the critters names and the plant island critters are called toukeenies (pronounced like a combination of toucan and teeny) and I made a drawing of them. Also side note all the bird critters have four wings.
To keep their teeth clean they have developed a mutualistic relationship with plant island’s toukeenies. Whenever they smell them they open their mouths and allow the toukeenies to pick out anything they find between their teeth. They’re very good at recognizing them as they smell with their mouths so they can instantly tell when the thing in their mouth is or isn’t a toukeenie.
NEW SECTION! Variants! In this universe the variants aren't called rares or epics simply to make it so I don't have to include the ones I don't like at the cost of having to come up with more names.
Red Potbelly are like the common versions except they are red, generally are more active, prefer drier climates, and they have a different leaf shape, not much to ‘em. They do have higher metabolism and dependence on food as they are worse at photosynthesizing due to their red color. And because of the low amount of sugar in their diets they tend to be leaner.
A small isolated group of potbellies in the earth lands evolved to be active predators rather than waiting for their prey to come to them, they lost their sweet breath and evolved horns and scales to protect themselves in their more active lifestyle. They also have feet and wings too for ground locomotion and climbing. Their wings are too small to fly but the little claws on them aid in grabbing onto ledges. More developed forked tongues allow for a more acute sense of smell that makes it easier to track moving things. And their longer fangs make it easier to pierce through prey and they then wait for them to bleed out like a komodo dragon.
Just to end off this post here's some sketches I made to explore ideas and also practice a more cartoony art style
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Day 1 - Flirt
( This one was a collaboration between my husband and I! <3 )
@daily-writing-challenge
You can do this.
Throughout his life, Yasashi had faced every challenge head on. He clawed his way through the Trial of the Red Blossom, cold and shivering at the age of ten.
There’s nothing to it.
He cut through the chitin of Mantid and tasted their blood on his tongue.
You got this.
He survived the sweltering heat and stench of Orgrimmar and fought his way out of it with the rest of his brothers and sisters in arms once the city had been rocked by the siege.
It’s simple, really.
So why, after all of these feats he had accomplished…was the art of flirting so damn hard for him? The closer he drew to Soo-ha, the more the male felt his legs gradually lock up, as though he were a cub that was far too bashful to approach the girl he liked. But he was not a cub, he was an adult and yet, the heaviness of the task weighed on his shoulders as though he were one.
This shouldn’t be so hard, why was it so damn hard? Drawing in a breath, Yasashi forced down his bubbling frustration, lips idly moving as the large Pandaren wracked his brain trying to remember the sweet and poetic words he had observed in passing to woo the smaller one. All you need to do is go talk to her. It really was such a simple step. He talked to her daily and yet, at the moment, he suddenly found it to be the hardest task in the world.
A soft coo broke Yasashi from his crisis and his gaze dropped down to the cub who had crawled up to him, idly gumming on the leather straps of his boot. “Kimiko —“ the little cub squealed in delight as the male hefted her up in his paws, balancing her belly first in his palm. The two shared a look for a moment, and Yasashi released a heavy sigh. “It shouldn’t be this difficult, you know. Pray you grow up with a tongue more nimble than mine, it’ll make these tasks so much easier.” Yasashi plopped down, placing the cub on his knee so she may sit up on it. “Do you’ve any idea on what I should say?”
Kimiko cooed in response, reaching out and bapping his nose with a little chubby paw.
“Mh, not sure how to work with that…” The large male hummed, head tilting to the side.
Ancestors, I’m seeking counsel from a toddler.
His ears flicked back slightly at the realization.
Am I so pathetic?
Kimiko brought her paws to her face, rubbing her eyes with a soft yawn before she tilted her head up to the sky.
Yasashi’s gaze followed the cub’s, and his eyes rested on the sun that hung high. “The spring sun has more of a gold tint to it, you know.” Yasashi mused. “It reminds me of your mother’s eyes, except the warmth and brightness they carry outshines it anytime, any day.” The words fell from his lips without so much as a second thought.
Kimiko chirped, her attention back on Yasashi and reaching out to him with little grabby paws.
With a snort, he collected her in his arms and chuffed. “You can’t appreciate this quite yet, but she does a lot for you. If I had been in her position, I don’t think I’d have been able to do what she did…” his voice drew off, brow furrowed slightly. “She has more courage than a hundred Shado-pan and twice the strength in spirit, though, if you told her as much she’d disagree.” He chuckled lightly. “Humbleness is quite the virtue.” Yasashi’s expression then fell. “I only wish I had a fraction of that to tell her this to her fac—“
Kimiko cut him off with a loud and delighted squeal, she had wiggled onto the male’s shoulder and spotted her mother long before the male even knew she was there.
Soo-ha stood, her paws clasped in front of her muzzle as she gazed at Yasashi with an indiscernible expression.
“Shi-“ Kimiko’s presence quickly led him to correct himself. “Shoot.” Yasashi scrambled up. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were there. N-not that I didn’t want you to hear what I said, I did…do! I’m just —“
Soo-ha cut him off with a chuff, walking up to the much larger Pandaren with a look of warmth in her eyes as she held up her paws.
“Ah, r-right…” Yasashi pried Kimiko off his shoulder and tucked her snug within her mother’s arms.
Soo-ha bowed her head and smiled, waiting until Kimiko had latched herself on her shoulder before signing. ‘Would you like to go on a walk with me later when she is down for a nap? Just around the border of camp. It is supposed to be nice tonight.’
The request took Yasashi aback and his muzzle fell open. The tables were suddenly flipped. Traditionally, he was supposed to be the one to ask her on such ventures, wasn’t he? Incomprehensible noises rumbles from his throat at first before Yasashi straightened his back and answered with a very firm sounding. “Yes.”
Soo-ha smiled, bowing her head once more and walking towards her tent and Kimiko, lifted her head and cooed at Yasashi from over her mother's shoulder.
Yasashi couldn’t help but smile at the cub. The expression was warm and genuine. It felt...unfamiliar on his face and yet, he wished to do it more.
Nailed it.
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Risetober 2023: Day 1 - Stars
Stars: fixed luminous points in the night sky. Large, distant incandescent bodies that produce heat and light and an overwhelming gravitational pull, the likes of which very stellar systems form themselves around.
But, for tonight, the only role stars were performing was the entertainment of four turtle brothers.
The Hamato brothers heard about a meteor shower taking place during a battle against a villain, and spontaneously decided to take a trip after thwarting them.
The celestial event drew the brothers out of New York City, all of them exhilarated to view the spectacle.
They dressed in warm, autumn clothes and took their turtle tank upstate, and the further they drove, the more clear and apparent the stars became. Far from the hustle and bustle and noise and light pollution, they found a field.
Outlined by towering trees, the grass lay untainted by footsteps, and no one else was there to judge or gawk at the four turtle mutants.
The youngest two laid out a blanket they had carried from the tank, and all four took a seat. All four of them fixed their eyes on the sky, and, soon enough, a mural appeared before their eyes.
The lavender and navy ombre of the sky provided the canvas, the stars were lovingly flicked specks of paint across the surface, and the occasional spark of meteoroids that entered the atmosphere were a fiery yet elegant display.
Donnie found himself rambling absentmindedly about the constellations and stars he had only researched but never before seen in the smoggy skies of their city.
Typically, his brothers would have complained about the lecture, but all of them were too concerned with the flashing rainbow of colors unfolding above them.
Mikey’s eyes were attracted by each spark in the sky, and he wished upon every one that he had the time to. The wishes ranged from art supplies to unicorns to getting to have more moments like that one.
Leo stared fondly at the stunning presentation and thought back to some Jupiter Jim film he’d seen countless times, how it talked about those no longer with us watching from above, amongst the stars. Childish as it may be, he let himself wonder if maybe Karai was there or somewhere else, watching over him.
Raph, whose mind and forehead crease were constantly distraught and stressed over his family’s well being and his duties, allowed his mind to empty out. His tympanum filled with the soft chitter of creatures from beyond the fields, and his bright eyes filled only with the sky.
Most nights, the brothers patrolled or trained or lounged about, confined in their home in the sewers.
But, for tonight, they were able to lose themselves and their thoughts in the stars.
(Woo baby I had fun with this! I am so pumped for @sariphantom’s Risetober!)
#rottmnt#rottmnt fanart#save rottmnt#risetober#risetober 2023#save rise of the tmnt#unpause rottmnt#rise season 3#sariphantom
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Cooling down now and I’m very happy to say I had a very good birthday ^_^ I lowkey get worried about it because I always joke that my birthday is cursed because something almost always goes wrong or I just have a shitty day but today the curse is broken!!!! I get weird about it for that reason and also because euhg I hate attention and I usually don’t tell many people. Soup didn’t know till today but still drew me something and it was so sweet I think my heart melted ^_^ Frankie pre ordered me the makeship mothiva plush MONTHS and months ago (she has the zasp one to match!) and it was supposed to come a little AFTER my birthday and she said it was a really really early birthday gift .. I can’t believe it got delivered exactly on my birthday ??? That’s so crazy!!! I got a check which is always nice and I finally got a ipad for drawing woo !!! I’ve been wanting one forever since drawing on my phone is 1. Not fun 2. Very bad for my wrists so this will fix those two problems I just need to get used to it ^_^ also now I can play roblox on it with my sister YIPPEE! Got to sleep in and had a yummy dinner I DIDNT GET TO PLAY ROR2 AND FORT WITH MY BESTIE FRIEND cos we had to leave so early for dinnar :( but she said we could play tomorrow so it’s ok … some stuff I ordered should ALSO come tomorrow … yippee!!!
#also .. onyl one class tomorrow.. AND .. no course work due! YAYY!!!!!!#my other thingns i bought on my birthday shopping spree should be here soon too LOL#I orded sum cuteee Stickers from a Homestuck artist I like ..#my pocket knife sharpener should be here soon too !!!#and this prospit charm I pre ordered 4 ever ago also shipped YAYY#I have some other special things on pre order but they’re set to ship and April and it’s April soonsies so YAYYYYY#my ipad homesreen is molly in a silly orb weaver position if u even care#😁#WAIT OMFG FRANKIE SAID SHE WOULD BUY ME THR MOUSHLY AND LEMOUSE CHARMS FRO MY B DAY … I MUST ASK HER IF SHE DID IT#😁😁😁#long post#I suppose
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Happy (1 day early) 6 months of us knowing each other (and 1 week and 3 days of us being partners woo!) i get nervous when i type out stuff and most times its repetitive but, im so glad i met you, you are one of the kindest people i know, you're so supportive and such a gentle being, i drew not 1 but 2 things, a picture of us with our dragon's ears bc yeah why not, and another of our silly goober dragons (notice SF is holding Quart's talons, and Quart has their wing over SF), i honestly do not know what else to put as i have already said it before but, i love you so so so so much, i cant wait to meet you and hang out, go on mall dates, walmart date, hobby lobby date, and a barnes and noble date, i also cant wait to get married at vidcon /silly, Canonically or as i have now begun saying in ig, Aimee, you are the one person i trust more than anyone, you are, my little not so Secret of a Fate <3 i love you :)
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Top 22 of 2022
I've been meaning to do this before the end of the year for obvious reasons, but I just didn't have the chance until now! Thank you everyone who had tagged me, you all are so sweet
I apologize in advance, though. My memory sucks and my perception of time is broken sdjfjdhf
Part 1: Fandom Faves
01. Favorite new fandoms of the year: SPY x FAMILY, Demon Slayer
02. Favorite new ships since this year: SPYxFAMILY - Twiyor, Cynari, ScaraLumi - Genshin Impact
03. Favorite anime/TV show of the year: Extraordinary Attorney Woo, SPY x FAMILY, Pokémon Journeys
04. Favorite movie of the year: Hmm, I honestly don't watch many movies, so this one's hard... maybe Turning Red? Haha
05. Favorite character of the year: Scaramouche/Wandered, Tighnari - Genshin Impact. Uzui Tengen, Rengoku Kyojuro - Demon Slayer. Seo HyunSoo - XXX Buddy.
06. Favorite soundtrack of the year: One of my favorite soundtrack every year will always be Liyue OST - Genshin Impact!
07. Favorite book/manga/comic of the year: sajkhfjdf this year I read lots of new Manhwas and also a few books. Some of my favorite manhwas were Define the Relationship, Perfect Buddy, Actually, I was the real one, Who made me a Princess?, Under the Oak Tree, Love so Pure (side story), Forget About My Husband, I'd Rather Go Make Money, The Marriage Business and mooore.
I didn't like the books I read this year that much, but I guess my favorite was Six Crimson Cranes. Also read some light novels and they were The Marriage Business and I'll be the Warrior's Mother.
08. Favorite game of the year: Genshin Impact and Obey me!
09. Highlight of this year to remember: March 7th when I went to Disneyland JSAFHJ
Part 2: Community Review
10. Favorite Tumblr moments of 2022: Tickletober, my 2k milestone. @vqler and @dokidoki-muffin return aaaand... I think that's the most I can remember hahaah
11. Favorite fan art of the year: I have been blessed with so much fanart this year omg, some of my faves were this one, of course because it's the first time someone drew art for one of my fics!
Also this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, and this one, but honestly, there are so many aaaa
12. Favorite fic of the year: I read good fics this year, I can't choose, but definitely some of my faves are these beautiful fics I got from my dearest friends in my birthday and Christmas, here, here and here.
13. Favorite ask game of the year: The tickly alphabet, this one and the 3 sentence fic
14. My top achievements as a writer/artist/creator/blogger: Participating in Tickletober for the first time! I didn't finish all days, but I'm happy with the result haha. Also getting to finish my 2k milestone event!
15. My own best fic/post of the year: I think I wrote a lot this year, but one of my faves to write was this Koi ga Ochitara one because I've been wanting to write one with them for sooo long!
16. My most underappreciated fic/post of the year: Probably not the "most", but this Mafuyu x Ritsuka x Yuki one?
17. A post of mine that got more popularity than expected: Omg these three Tickletober fics because they don't have a large popularity in the community, but they got more attention that I expected!
Koi Ga Ochitara, Junai Drop Out, Sign
18. Something I changed on my blog since this year: I think I did write more this year, so that was nice!
Part 3: Next Year
19. Something I didn’t post this year but would like to do next year: I'd like to work on this little AU idea thingy I have been neglecting because I feel unsure to write and post, but we'll see!
20. Goals for next year: As for this blog... maybe getting into more fandoms to keep writing haha. Also, Ginny girl is trying to write less trash, but I'd like to keep collaborating with her, because I just love how well we write together aaaa
21. 2023 releases I look forward to the most: MAHOUTSUKAI NO YOME SEASON 2! Aaaand more Genshin updates and also Obey me cards that I can actually get LOL
Part 4: Spreading Love
22. Shoutouts to people who made my 2022 a better year:
Goodness, here comes the fun part haha:
@otomiya-tickles of course my sweetie girl precious baby boo. I already told you this, but thank you for making my 2022 a loooot better, thank you for your endless support and your love! You are the best and I'm so happy to talk to you every single day! You are so so talented and smart and amazing and I love you!
@ragewerthers my frieeeend, I always have so much fun talking with you! From just daily life activities to our endless hcs about our precious Toshi *teary emoji* you definitely did my 2022 a lot better too and I hope we can still talk lots this 2023!
@wertzunge Maaaax, I think this year we talked more than any other time haha, I'm happy we're both excited about Mahoutsukai no Yome sdbfhsdf I already said this to you, but I hope we get to talk some more this year as well! Thank you for your friendship!! (Also thank you for your kind support during commisions!)
@vqler @dokidoki-muffin we barely interact with each other BUT I wanted to say that you both are amazing and super talented people and I admire your abilities and your creativity and it's so so nice to have you back in the community! You both are GREAT and I get excited every time I see art from you both. Such talented people, let me give you a respectful kiss on your forehead.
@ticklystuff omg hi! I know we don't talk much, but I just wanted to say that I really like you and you are so so so so SO good at writing ome such talent! I love seeing you in my dash and seeing all the cool amazing stuff you write aaaaa I think of you every time I see Childe, no lies. Thank you for being amazing!
@happyandticklish Queen of writing. No words just admiration. Honestly, you are so so so GOOD. I wish I could write like you and you're so kind and amazing help askdjskf We've talked a bit before and I apologize for my awkwardness aaaaa Thank you for showing us all how cool you are and for being a cupcake!
@myreygn Reeeeey! I honestly get so so shy when you mention how you fangirled when I followed you back ahahaha, thank you for always being so supportive with me! You are amazing and I like chatting with yoouuu! I hope we get to talk some more during 2023!!
@thornoisdono Thank you for the generous support in kofi aaaaa, I love every single fic you requested and hopefully, you'll see them up in the next couple of days! Thank you!
@intheticklecloset @zeke-ism @lovelynim @xsezzie @bloominggiggles @ticklish-v-93 @soft-tk-fluff @chibimochii @nnainai @tickles-tea @looneytickles @tiredleekaz @ssnicker-doodless @spongeboblevel25 @justmaybee @itslittlegiggle @tiklart @lovelymessybubbly @italeean @ticklishfanart - whether we had talked before or not, I'm so thankful for you all! I love seeing and interacting with your content. You all are amazing and make my stay in tumblr so much better! I'd love to get to know you all more this year, but I'll be always be awkward, but I want you to know that you are some of my favorite blogs EVER.
#end of the year tag#top22of2022#this took me two hours to finish omg#it was really fun though#i can't believe it's 2023 already#i hope this year is better for all of us guys
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Yan! Dislyte x GN!Reader
Title: Starstruck Pt.1! ( FIRST SERIES ON THIS BLOG WOOHOO!)
Tw:a few NSFWish words and stuff.
You were blessed by the goddess of the stars,Asteria.
You applied to become a union ops chief at the esper union. A few days later a letter showed up to your front door,guess what? Your an ops chief! Woo hoo!
When you got welcomed by a fellow named 'drew'. He was very pleased to meet you.He made sure everything was clean just to show you around.You guys then walked into the lounge room,where espers hang out.
They all greeted you and surrounded you,asking you questions and told you how pretty you were and where did you get your clothes?
"Hello! My names Brynn. Pleasure to meet cha'!" The girl said with a bright smile on her face she then introduced you to the others.
Helena,Bardon,Q,David,Tang Xuan,Li Ling,Arcana,Mona,Lewis,Stewart,Lucas and etc.
After a while of chatting and talking.
Just then,you were called in to the commanders office,you walked in with a nervous smile.
"H-hello Commander Falken." LUCKILY YOU REMEMBERED HIS NAME ONCE DREW TOLD YOU ABOUT IT!! You said sweating literal bullets. "Ah..Well hello there Y/N. I see your enjoying your time here,say, how about you help me out on some of this paperwork."
Falken said as he grabbed a few sheets of paper and a document with your name on it. "When an esper joins,they have to fill in some paperwork,you can borrow my pen,if you want." Falken said as he handed over the pen he was holding,you started filling out some of the paperwork,the ink was smooth and nice.
The grip was comfy too.
You handed him back the pen and your finger tips grazed his,you quickly retracted back your hand and flushed a pinkish red.
You quickly walked out of his office,but you didn't notice that his ears starting changing to a deep red.
And you also didn't notice the bulge in his pants. ( DUDE IM SORRY YANDERES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE OBSESSED FROM DAY ONE-)
You were walking without caution when you accidentally tripped on something.Causing you to accidentally hurt your knee. Lucas found you and carried you bridal style to the medbay.
"Oh Ahmed can you get Y/N patched up? Thanks!" Lucas said as he ran out of the room in a rush,his cheeks burning a bright red.
You hissed in pain as Ahmed accidentally touched the wound,he pulled out the bandages and some disinfectant.
"I know this is gonna hurt but stay still,alright?" Ahmed said,voice coated in honey.
While disinfecting your wound,you made out some cute little whimpers. Which made Ahmed flush a deep red on his ears and cheeks. He's glad that you didn't notice the hard on he's got. (YES I KNOW HE ALSO BECAME OBSESSED ON THE FIRST DAY-)
Once he was done disinfecting your wound he wrapped some bandages around it.
"There,much better right? What's your name? I'm Ahmed!" He said with glee,while using both of his hands to hold one of your hands.
"Oh! I'm Y/N blessed by the Goddess,Asteria." You replied.
You don't know what your getting yourself into,Y/N.
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Hiiiii, this is an anon (not long winded anon though they’re amazing) here that doesn’t really have anyone else to scream about GO with (as of right now) and all your meta and analysis has OPENED MY EYES . They’re incredible!! . Truly, one of the things that drew me to Good Omens in the first place is the little details and how in depth the characters, sets, props, relationships, everything goes. And your analysis just made me realize things that, the thing is, I think I subconsciously knew in the moment but didn’t fully appreciate until someone spelled it all out for me? I love it. So much. Thank you for contributing your thoughts to the discussion of this complex piece of media!
And. Well. I’m not as astute or able to formulate my thoughts in a clear manner as you, so, erm. Prepare for walls and walls of text!
Most of this is just the dissertation of what I wrote after formulating stewing my thoughts on S2 for a couple days after I watched it. (well. Mostly about the ending. But I thought all the episodes and every single second was really good as well and charming and they do well to plant the seeds that harken the Final 15 Minutes, or explore + add context to all of Season 1, or hint at what’s coming next in season 3 (I’m pretty hopeful that the show is doing well enough… but I’ll rerun in it in the background just in case…)
So it probably doesn’t make sense, and there are probably things I interpreted wrong, but i thought it could be cool to send . Hope you don’t mind!
(—> I do think Metatron manipulated the heck out of Aziraphale though. And I do think there’s a possibility he put something into the coffee. Maybe some extra purifying substance, to make the option of heaven more tantalizing. BUT. okay now this next part is a little more speculation and hopes on my part but even if something was tampered with, I think Aziraphale would NOTICE a miracle effect on the coffee, or NOTICE Metatron’s choice of words and language, or RECOGNIZE the manipulation in some way.)
PERSONALLY, even though I partly agree that going back to Heaven is a bad move and likely Aziraphale won’t have as much power as he thinks, I think it was the tough but right decision. Like, Aziraphale is made for doing good and trying to make change. Though people mentioned they they thought he reverted back to his s1 self, THAT self thought Heaven was good. This self thinks that Heaven is bad as it is now, but he thinks he and Crowley can improve it.
IDK. IDK, to me, it seems that the happy ending that a lot of of the fan base was wanting if it were to cut off at season two would feel rushed and brush past a lot of things that needed to be addressed in the relationship. Like, Aziraphale accepts crowley’s offer and confession, Crowley moves his plants in, then what? Shax is (I think?) the Duke of hell and is going to pester them still, as well as Uriel, Micheal, and Salaquel (I’m so sorry for the name misspelling probably they were super cool though…). Like. Again! Book of Life hanging over their heads!
So, yeah! They’re together! They’re not broken up and depressed, woo! but. Is that it? And then they just ignore everything else? Let the Heaven and Hell system stay as it is, and as Metatron said he was planning, let the Second Coming into fruition.
But, like, Muriel! And all the other angels and demons living within the system and suffering for it! We saw firsthand Season 1 especially at the execution scenes where Aziraphale is meant to be burned in hellfire and Crowley is meant to be put in holy water and die a painful death. Like they collaborate just to cause suffering. (Furfur and Shax, for example, as well, who resent Crowley. Shax really wanted to kill and maim, yes, but also she just really wanted recognition and power. It’s easy to disregard them because they’re “just evil demons” but that’s also what people condemn Aziraphale for doing to Crowley so like. ) They’re so lonely, in the 37th Ballister, in that sterile office and kinda like Aziraphale once upon a time, not really considered as an equal or heard even though they’re so sweet. Sent to earth without the slightest training and looked down upon when Muriel just follows her innate Goodness instead of sneaking and spying for the higher ups.
Crowley is right in that it’s not supposed to be their responsibility to fix it and he wants to just go off, but Aziraphale would take on that responsibility for himself just like he promised to protect Gabriel even though he had caused him so much suffering when he was his boss
So just like we saw with Gabriel and Beezelbub, who were high enough ranking to like do their thing discreetly (and well. Didn’t turn out well for them either, Gabriel was literally memory wiped and it took a sneaky matchbox and a gift fly and Aziraphale’s shelter and everything for things to turn out well for them), there are probably other Aziraphale’s and Crowleys within hell and heaven. Either angels who genuinely want to do good and would object to things like killing Job’s children but can’t because of the system/what Heaven propaganda has instilled into their heads, like Aziraphale. Or Demons who don’t really have their FULL heart into pain and suffering (AGAIN. Shax was even surprised herself when she mentioned that humans came up with such horrible things on their own that she hadn’t ever thought of.) like Crowley. And angels and demons who want to be friends and lovers or whatever, or WOULD BE if they were allowed to meet on earth and have normal conversations instead of constantly being like “THE ENEMY” but can’t. All the demons were former angels, fallen, right?!! They were probably friends, lovers, acquaintances, all of that, before the war and the split! We just saw what happened with C and A because they were the earth ambassadors for their sides.
RIP I LOST SOME OF MY THOUGHTS when copy pasting so the next lines might not be as complete but trying to recoup them and continuing on
And the humans!!! They suffer under the current system too! Crowley and Aziraphale teamed up in the first place, even though A knew C before the beginning, in order to protect the humans from both Heaven and Hell. From God’s bets (Job and his children), to the Flood, to things like the end of the world Armageddon and now the Second Coming.
(Maybe I was giving Aziraphale too much credit in my above psychoanalyzing/speculating on Aziraphale’s thought processes and motives and understanding of the whole situation, I admit some of it was copium for hoping he saw through the whole manipulation thing, but either way the moment Metatron mentioned Second Coming would have sealed the coffin and not allowed him to step out of that elevator and back to Crowley because there’s something terrible, just like Armageddon, he has to prevent at all costs. Even if it means this much heartache. Because he cares for earth’s people, for Nina and Maggie, for everyone they met in Season 1.)
Also, everyone, even the ones who understand Aziraphale’s reasoning, seem to assume that his choice is a Total Dead End and there is absolutely No Good to Be Had. Of course, he’ll probably regret it (he obviously wishes to be with Crowley and earth and his bookshop, he obviously still has a favorable optimistic view of Heaven that will get weathered and shattered (but also I think it ALREADY HAS at least a little bit as seen with the Job mínisode and the grave digging thing), and eventually when Metatron is revealed to be conniving and manipulative instead of also a good guy, he’ll regret trusting him then, too.) Of course.
I really understand the ultimate romantic declaration of “I don’t care about anything but you and me, I would burn the world for you, I would do ANYTHING for you” that people see from Crowley and that’s why it hurts so much more when Aziraphale rejects that but the thing is Aziraphale wants both, he wants to love Crowley especially and also care about everyone else? And like. Normal healthy relationships are like that. Even though it’s romantic, it’s wonderful, the first thing toes the line of unhealthy codependency yeah? It’s devastating and shows how much Crowley cares that Aziraphale is his “only friend” and he’s obviously going to be major depressed after the end of S2. Of course. But like, it’s not good to put EVERYTHING on the line for someone else. In a different world, obviously not this one because Aziraphale loves Crowley that’s. So Obvious. But like in a different world where Aziraphale genuinely had no romantic interest in him, not in the “you are a demon and therefore innately disgusting way” but in the “I genuinely just see you as a good friend way” (aromantic) like. Same rejection.
I like watching it this way of course, where Aziraphale feels the same way, and it’s well supported by the text. But like. Idk. Food for thought?? Are my ramblings going off the rails?? Idk! I love good omens because it extracts think pieces like this out of my psyche LOL. So much to talk about, so many scenes can just be picked apart and there’s so much INTENTION BEHIND IT IT’S… AUGHUHGIFN GENIUNELY PEAK MEDIA I UNDERSTAND how people have so much love, and kept so much love for the series for all the 4 years between season 1 and 2 and even before with the book series though obviously the series at this point is pretty much a different piece of media still inspired and adapted by but pretty much doing it’s own thing yknow
ANYWAYS. GOT OFF THE RAILS. BACK TO my previous Point. I think instead of suppressing and oppressing him right away, Metatron would allow Aziraphale to make the changes he wishes to, even if they are small and hard-earned. And I believe Aziraphale is smart enough and loophole enough and rules bending enough and determined enough (he literally lied while swearing on his word as an Angel and truly thought he was going to fall about Job’s children, he realized and used of the idea of Divine Plan vs Ineffable Plan to his advantage to stop the world from ending) there had to be a lot of these small rebellions to keep existing in his partnership with Crowley and everything. He obviously didn’t know everything before, but as we see with the grave digging scenes he is willing to learn and change his views and through it all he has empathy for everyone.
To me, I think it is realistic that Aziraphale actually gets to make some changes, even if it’s not all of them. He gets to put a suggestion box there, you know? He gets to help more people like Muriel, he won’t put down anyone, he won’t bully anyone, and he would discourage that from his peers and HEY, supreme archangel status, maybe micheal and Uriel and the others won’t listen but maybe some will because the Metatron instated him there or maybe because he learns how to be geniunely a bit of a leader yknow? Though I agree he is a bit of a disaster but. It would be so cool.
And it’ll muddle the apology and forgiveness and everything even more, because while Aziraphale of course loves Crowley, saw so many good takes flying around that informed this behemoth but also i wanted to credit this one for what I’m going to talk about next: https://www.tumblr.com/irispurpurea/724196690802950144 (tl;dr: Gabriel and Beelzebub are able to run away because they didn’t care about jobs or humans in the first place, unlike Aziraphale and Crowley who actually love the humans and Earth. Also the same point I made earlier about how running away like they did to Alpha Centauri was as much as an idealistic “solution” to their woes as both of them joining heaven is)
( I love complicated so much muhauahuaha)
Some of the fix its I see, some of the hopes I see about yknow the Coffee theory or Aziraphale not going into the elevator at the last second or the apology dance/Aziraphale literally groveling at Crowley’s feet after regretting everything and everything like a few months into serving heaven (though I would love if the apology dance got brought back AND Crowley does deserve an apology after so much heartache, even if Aziraphale didn’t mean it and only had good intentions he still hurt him)
and by no means are these fix its or theories wrong or bad for what I’m about to say, they just.. I understand people are very reactionary, they waited years for this, they have to wait more, and it ended on such a fraught note. Emotionally devastating like it was meant to be. It’s tough to see characters one loves not have a happy ending (yet). Mentally exhausting/draining. I understand. And also some of the fix-its are being written in the span of a day after the release which is so incredibly impressive? Like wow! Of course they’re Not going to branch into the complexity I PERSONALLY prefer and crave. I understand.
But wouldn’t it be so great if instead of a simple solution, Aziraphale wants his old life back so much but now he’s making a DIFFERENCE (in some ways actual, in some ways manipulated by Metatron to make him feel like he’s making a difference, either way he’s DOING SOMETJING. he’s not gonna be like. Doing Nothing. I feel like having heaven try to trap him in a box right away would only drive him away sooner because at this point I believe that he has a little more self respect than he did before yknow. And also like. The best way to trap Aziraphale would be to bring people who actually needed help into it. Tied down by the obligation to help the innocent and the good.) and now people DEPEND on him and rely on him which makes it so much harder for him to walk away like Crowley wanted him to do yknow.
Basically, instead of “proving Crowley right the entire season” I want him to prove Crowley wrong and actually impress him with the improvements he’s been able to make from inside, BUT OF COURSE. THE INSTITUTION ITSELF IS ROTTEN, must be torn down and rebuilt in order to actually make real what Aziraphale wants in his idealism and I think that’s what season 3 is going to work towards right? And them working together not as two angels in heaven, but as the team they were always meant to be to make things better not Just in their own relationship but also the whole world they live in for like the True True happy ending yknow?? Then they get to settle down in the South Downs cottage.
(maximum copium ahead)
Yea you know what! I want him to also prove all of Heaven wrong. Like they give him the bare bones, the absolutely nothing material and power to make things better and he still makes SOMETHING of it because of his enduring patient strength and empathy and charming press and cleverness. Idk! Aziraphale, I believe, is very competent and capable!! (not at communication. But at helping people that’s what he’s good at yknow) and if even he’s not competent and capable, if he’s suffering and grasping for scraps and straws under this oppressive system, then you know either way he’s giving EVERYTHING he has to make it work. Determination!!! He’s going to do good even if it kills him and even if he wants nothing more than to go back to Crowley and be truly happy again.
And I want him to prove Heaven wrong so much that THAT’S what breaks the camel’s back, they realize he is actually changing things and that spurs them on to have them try to exert more control over him, and then that’s how he and Crowley meet and work together again to stop the Second Coming? Maybe?
The bigger copium I have is that secretly Aziraphale is a mastermind who sees through Metatron’s ploy and has to play along to later outsmart him, like a clever fox caught in a trap and laying the seeds of future escape. Like maybe the coffee theory is real but instead of being drugged Aziraphale keenly notices what was slipped in and is able to keep his wits about him. Or maybe Metatron threatened the book of life punishment or alluded to it so he knows he has to tread carefully.
The only problem I have with this plan is that usually Aziraphale isn’t the type to hurt others for the greater good, especially Crowley (as I type that out. Erm. Well maybe he would) but idk that devastation after the failed confession was definitely not acting.
The nightingale song message theory through the Bentley and the fake smile he gives at the end when he walks into heaven are literally my only basis of evidence for this lol lmao omegalul. And someone saying that the record he listened to had historical meaning about someone rebelling subtly and quietly.
I like to believe the truth is a nice middle ground between all the ideas presented here. Aziraphale is not helpless, but he’s not totally omniscient. He’s a victim of heavy manipulation by Metatron and Heaven, but he means to manipulate whatever power he can leverage from this arrangement to do as much good as he can. And through it all he was thinking of Crowley and his well-being the whole time even though erm. Yeah. That must’ve been crushing.
Idk sometimes I wonder if what I say is decipherable lol like yes obviously heaven is toxic it’s wrong, a lot of the good Aziraphale saw in it was willful ignorance, there is a lack of care, there is a lack of empathy… but like. He can instill some of that goodness in it again, right?
Also nobody’s talking about fixing hell or improving it at all, understandably, because Hell is supposed to be a Bad Place and nobody questions it (but our characters are MADE for questioning things!!!) course the absolutely terrible, irredeemable people (Nazis) got there shouldn’t be saved or given lighter fates than the spider digestion thing.
But maybe the demons themselves can have a bit of a better go of it, since the line between devil and Angel isn’t so different as the show has proved time and time again (also another thing I see floating around and totally agree with. Aziraphale obviously is told that demons are wrong and bad and evil and believes it, and of course the discussion of him thinking of Crowley as an Angel who was unfairly cast down and now fights against his Demon Nature to be nice and do good instead of that just being his authentic self is very thoughtful and true.)
Okay. That’s like 100 of the thoughts rattling around my head and there’s obviously more to come as people slow down and get to pick out every single detail in all the scenes during our anxious wait for the season 3 announcement (hopefully) (Amazon please pay your workers agree to the writer’s demands and renew this) (capitalism….. man…. Another complicated problem…)
I have lots of hope! Maybe too much hope! (As said before, I am probably extremely biased towards Aziraphale because of this) But! I don’t know exactly how it’s going to happen, but I have full faith they’ll get their happy ending 👍👍👍👍
Wonderful season : ) loved it!
I do hope that tumblr adds an automatic read more on this bc it’s so long otherwise it might get hard to scroll past erm. Sorry in advance.
hi nonnie✨ ive taken a bit of time to answer your ask because frankly, i could barely get past the first paragraph without tearing up slightly. this is so kind and lovely for you to say; i think it can be quite easy to feel major amounts of imposter syndrome when you're putting out interpretations into the ether, but actually the fandom is so diverse in perspectives and experiences that everyone's opinion is valid, make interesting arguments, and ultimately create excellent reading if nothing else! so for you to consider my ramblings among those is really appreciated, thank you💓
phooey, though - this is a long post!!! no matter, we shall do what we can✨ *cracks knuckles rolls neck* let's 'ave it!!!
✨p.s. excellent appreciation for the LWA too, couldn't agree more!!!✨
i too thought, come the end of s2, that it was a genuinely stunning bit of television. ill be honest and say that when i went to the screening, i left the cinema feeling... less than impressed. and was convinced that people were loving it just for the sake of it. but two revelations during the full release hit me like a freight train;
a) that this show is built for tv. it's a cosy and intimate and intelligent show - not to say that other big-screen isn't - and this show did not belong (imo) in a cinema. it belonged in its rightful place; on our tv screens. i found myself dreading rewatching ep1 and 2 at home, and dreading the rest of the season as a result, but having the space to fully appreciate it in my own screen made all the difference, and abruptly changed my opinion
b) whilst initially i felt that there were a lot of things wrong with ep1 and 2 (i initially felt the writing was weaker, it was over-comedic and relatively empty of any substance, acting was similarly weaker at points, the pacing was choppy, and the cinematography direction was a lot), as soon as i got to around mid-ep3, it all made sense. by the time id finished the season and immediately cycled back round to ep1, all of it immediately felt more cohesive, deliberate, thoughtful, and frankly a stunning piece of telly.
and maybe it was deliberate, that ep1 and 2 give off that first impression, maybe not - but either way i sincerely hope, in a way, they don't do wider screenings for s3. it was fun as a concept and there was a lovely sense of community and camaraderie in doing so, but it's built for tv (imo), so let people enjoy it on tv.
the thematic writing, the motifs, that ran through the season were amazing. im on my fourth rewatch and still noticing things, seeing parallels that were woven in so subtly that you'd blink and miss them. the music score was beautiful (if sometimes a little intrusive but hey, we move), the acting was phenomenal, the dialogue was delicate and yet brassy and bold simultaneously... all of it really was the masterpiece we needed to follow up s1. s1 had a completely different tone, and initially i wanted that in s2, but now - no, it was perfect. it was whimsical and airy and fun, jazzy, and then packed a whollop in the last half hour. brilliant, utterly brilliant.
i get that its technically a question mark at the moment, and that has people concerned especially in the wake of the avalanche of emotion s2 crashed upon us, but i genuinely think that we will get s3, and get it sooner than people think. we (fingers crossed, i don't want to manifest this) hopefully won't get another global pandemic, hypothetically cutting down the wait time significantly; the only thing at the moment that i think hinders s3 is the strike, but there are far more important things than s3 right now, and the WGA/SAG-AFTRA strike and fighting for writer and actor equality is absolutely one of them. but trust - im confident it will be here before we know it.
but in any case let's get discussing meta!!!
metatron absolutely manipulated aziraphale. it might have been a huge manipulation, or a small suggestion, but metatron is definitely the Baddie here. im not sure if there is anything in the coffee; on one hand, it was posed as being key to the interaction between aziraphale and metatron, but similarly i think it could potentially be quite cheap for aziraphale to have been drugged. i much prefer the very simple, personal reason of him returning to heaven being because it made sense for his character, and so he could complete his character arc. that being said, i won't be disappointed either way (s2 has humbled me and taught me to simply trust in neil's writing - ive learnt my lesson!)
as im guessing you've seen from my other ramblings, there is indeed a lot of Unresolved Shit that goes down in s1 and s2, and in all the in-between we haven't seen. plus, this is the middle of the story; in fairly basic storywriting principle, to me it made complete sense for there to be a major rift to happen between aziraphale and crowley. i hoped it wouldn't happen, but similarly knew it was coming well before the release. it just simply made logical sense.
and that aside, i couldn't shake adam's narrative from s1 from my mind when watching the last episode; the whole point is to not sit and watch the world burn in the hope that that means a reset and everything will be better again. destruction is destruction. so again, it made complete character- and story-sense for aziraphale to choose to want to rebuild heaven for the better. he and crowley have been hounded and pestered and spied on for their whole existence on earth; i can't imagine that either of them, even crowley, would ever want anyone to go through the same thing. but crowley's fear and rage is paralysing, quite understandably, so i completely understand why he was trying to get aziraphale to stay. that being said, if i were in aziraphale's position, id have chosen what he did.
essentially, nonnie, everything you have said in respect of aziraphale's choice and why he chose it? completely agree with you. you've highlighted some brilliant 'what ifs' that, dare i say it, i think sometimes the fandom is missing when they consider the Feral Domestic™ scene; that there is a wider picture to be seen and considered, and just because this season has put a microscope on aziraphale and crowley, and their relationship such as it is, doesn't mean that that wider picture has disappeared, or has lost any significance to aziraphale especially. once again, his choice to me makes complete sense, and was required to effectively continue the story.
the only thing i will say is that i don't think it's a matter of proving crowley right or wrong. i think it's a matter of aziraphale proving something to himself; and yes, that's where i agree that there does need to be, in s3, some show that aziraphale is successful in revolutionising heaven for the better. perhaps even a timeskip, where he's been ensconced in heaven, being a benevolent, kind, and conscientious boss, and actually making change that on earth (or wherever crowley goes) crowley will benefit from. and hear about, and maybe start to question the concept of change; he was right to fear and detest heaven as it was, and it was understandable that he had the reaction that he did, but nothing lasts forever; including the stuff that he'd been sure would never change, and would only continue to remind him of pain, sacrifice, and anger. but crowley has to come to that conclusion for himself; aziraphale cannot and should not do it for him.
there will ultimately be an undercurrent of peril in s3, of course (hardly be a story without it!), but the main thing for me will be crowley learning that he cannot always be aziraphale's saviour, and aziraphale learning that crowley must seek his own salvation, whatever that may look like. the answer, for me, does not lie in heaven or hell, not even with each other, but within themselves. and then bring themselves together, as two wholes with edges that fit together but are valid and existent on their own.
thank you for dropping into my asks, nonnie. this was really nice reading and insight, and i thoroughly enjoyed it. make sure to get your thoughts out into the ether though, other people ought to get to enjoy them too!!!✨💓
#nicest anon to ever anon#honestly im just easily flattered tho and thats a reflection on me#should probably do something about that#good omens#good omens season 2#good omens spoilers#good omens 2 spoilers#not a shitpost but its good omens babyyyy#ask
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Love's thorny grip - Chapter 9
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Pairing: Levi x Reader
Genre and tags: Royal AU, romance, falling in love, soft yandere Levi, plot development, fluff, rough Levi, fighting, blood, battle, injuries, physical harm.
Concept: You give Levi a surprise visit at his camping grounds where you deliver gifts for him and for the guards before going home. Levi leads the charge into the occupied village and beats all odds to survive and get most out alive. He finally gets evidence that could help him save you both.
TW: Mentions of blood and bodily harm due to battles.
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Erwin smiled softly as his friend. “You look pissed.”
Levi grumbled a little. “I am.”
“Care to share.”
Levi stared at the map of the coast he was on. He slammed his hands on the table in the HQ tent. “I’m pissed because I’m stuck here in his fucking cold weather and it’s the first snow of the season! I should be at home with my wife! I should be wrapped up in bed with her! I should be spoiling her rotten! But NO! I’m here in a fucking freezing tent with a small army on my shores killing innocent people.” He glared at Erwin. “I know Ji-Woo sent them! I know!”
Erwin smiled as Levi panted. “Better?”
Levi’s shoulders dropped. “Yeah, I kind of needed to get that all out. We’ve been here for a month and I miss her so much. It’s so fucking hard.” He slumped into his seat and put his head in his hands. “I hate losing people. It makes me so mad that Ji-Woo sent a small trained group here and attacked a fishing town. People have been hurt because of him.” He whined. “It hurts.”
“I feel your pain, I do.” He looked to the opening of the tent. “I would love nothing more than to go home.”
Jean entered the tent and bowed. “Your majesty, a carriage with supplies has shown up and two riders for you.”
Levi rose to his feet. “I didn’t call for supplies.” He hurried out of the tent in his armour and cape with fur around his neck. He drew his sword as he charged closer. “Who are you!?”
You pulled your hood down and grinned. “Your wife!”
Levi’s eyes widened in awe. He dropped his sword and ran to your horse. “Darling!”
You jumped off your horse into Levi’s arms. “Levi!”
Levi caught you and stumbled back. He twirled around with you as he chuckled. “It’s so good to see you!” He kissed you and moaned. “I missed you so much. You look incredible.” He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “You smell so good.”
You giggled. “I had to come. I’m only here for a day and then I must return. The palace needs me, but I wanted to come to see you.”
He put you on your feet. “I’m glad you did.”
You smiled softly. “I know I shouldn’t, but I had to come and see you. A month away and only sending letters was hell.” You cupped Levi’s winter-kissed face and showered it with loving kisses. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Levi growled at you. “Fuck, I want to do so many things to you.”
You giggled at his desire, but you had things to do. “I know, but I need to do something first.” You walked over to the carriage and pulled back the tarp. “This is a supply of blankets, food and medical things. The food was baked and cooked by myself and all the staff at the palace.” You smiled and blushed a little as the guards gasped and thanked you. “It’s not much, but we just wanted to lift your spirits.”
Erwin bowed to you. “Thank you.” He looked up at the other rider. “Mike?”
Mike lowered his hood. “Yeah?”
“Thought it was you. Good to see you.”
“You too.”
Levi picked you up making you giggle. “I’m taking this one.”
You reached out to Mike. “Bag!”
Mike threw your bag at you. “Have fun!” He chuckled. “Try to have a break in between him ravage you!”
Levi ran with you to his royal tent. He threw you on his bed and panted. “Mine.”
You sat up on the bed and smiled at Levi as he pulled his cape off. “Can we talk?”
Levi paused and went white. “What? Wait, you’re not divorcing me, are you?”
You laughed. “No! Never. I want to talk to you about what’s going on.”
Levi sat on the bed and looked at his gloved hands. “Ah, well…” He looked up as Erwin brought in Levi’s sword. “Thank you, Erwin.”
Erwin bowed. “I’ll leave you both be.”
You waved to him. “Good seeing you.” You let out a long sigh as Levi sheathed his sword and sat back with you.
Levi clenched his fist. “What do you want to know?”
You hugged your bag. “How long is this going to go on for?”
He looked over at you. “I don’t know.”
You hummed a little. “I suspected as much.”
Levi reached over and cupped the side of your face. “Don’t cry.”
You blushed and rubbed your tears. “I didn’t know I was.”
He leaned closer and kissed you. “I don’t like seeing you cry.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that I feel like this wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for me going on those dates with Ji-Woo.”
Levi shuffled closer and pulled you against his chest. “Hey, hey, hey. Shh. You are not to blame. You have no control over what other people do, okay? You can only control what you do.” He lifted your head and smiled. “Hell, you can’t even control me.”
You laughed. “You’re wild.”
“Exactly.” He kissed under your eye. “Don’t worry though, my love. Your King will take good care of everything. All you need to do is go home, enjoy the lovely comfy bed and delicious food. Okay?”
You nodded. “It’d be better with you.”
“I’ll come home soon, I promise.”
You smiled a little and kissed him. “I have a gift for you. Seeing as you always wear a cravat even when you’re wearing armour, I thought I’d make you a cravat.” You handed him a wrapped gift. “I hope you like it.”
Levi unwrapped it slowly before pulling out a soft cravat. He lifted it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmm, it smells like you.”
You blushed. “Do you recognise it?”
He frowned a little. “Is this the night dress of yours I love?”
You nodded as a blush spread on your cheeks. “Yeah.”
His eyes widened. “Did you rip it apart?”
You shook your head. “My night dress is a lot shorter than before. I can still wear it, so don’t worry.”
He relaxed a little. “Good, I’m glad.” He sniffed it again. “Thank you for making this. This is perfect.”
You pushed your fingers into his hair and massaged it. “I’m glad.”
He gazed at you. “Can you put this on me?”
You nodded and took off his cravat and replaced it with his new one. “There you go.”
Levi smiled in pride. “Thank you.”
You hummed a laugh and lightly kissed his lips. “I love you.”
“I love you so much.” He tackled you onto the bed and snuggled. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
You hugged Levi tightly on his bed. “You’ll be careful, won’t you?”
“I promise.” He played with your hair. “I have something to live for. You’re my world, so why would I throw my life away? I’ll kill everyone in my path who stop me from getting back to you.”
You gazed up at Levi with a little blush. “You’re such a romantic.”
Levi crashed his lips against yours and moaned happily. “Mm. I have so many ideas of what I want to do to you and with you, but I think I’ll settle on just cuddling you and kissing you.”
You giggled and snuggled close to him. “I want that too. I just want to be in your arms.”
Levi held you against his chest. “Sleep.”
You inhaled deeply and blushed at how Levi smelt of leather, sweat and the cold winter air. You smiled softly at the hint of soap. “You’re the best.”
“You’re supposed to be asleep.”
You giggled. “I will.” You slept peacefully in Levi’s arms before waking up to a cold winter morning. You pulled from Levi’s arms and put on your winter cloak. You leaned over the bed and kissed Levi. “Morning, my love.”
Levi moaned as he woke up. “Darling, where you going?”
“I have to return to the palace. I will miss you so much.”
Levi’s eyes widened as you walked to the tent door. “Wait!” He ran over you and tackled you outside into the thick snow. “Don’t go.”
You stumbled a little and welled up. “I have to, my love.”
“Kitten.”
You turned in his arms. “My sweet cuddly bear, I’m sorry.”
Levi welled up. “I don’t want you to go.”
You hugged Levi tightly. “I know. I don’t want to go either, but I must return. The palace needs me and you told me it’s not safe here.”
Levi gripped your lower back and tangled his fingers in your hair as he kissed you with all the love and passion in his heart. “I love you.”
“I love you too. I will write to you and come back next month if you are still here.”
He nodded as a tear rolled down his cheek. “I hope I’ll get back to you soon.”
You placed your hand on his cravat. “I’m right here with you, always.”
He placed his hand on yours and sighed. “Yes.”
Mike brought your horse over to you. “Your majesty, we should be heading off now.”
Levi lifted you up and onto your horse. “Keep her safe, Mike.”
Mike nodded. “I promise.”
You held Levi’s hand tightly. “I love you.”
Levi kissed the back of your hand and let you go. “I love you!” Levi felt his heart breaking as you and Mike rode away. “I love you!” He shouted your name. “I love you!” He jogged after you before coming to a stop and letting his tears flow. “I love you…”
Levi yanked on the spyglass and looked down it at the village by the coast. “I can see small movement.” He moved the spyglass and watched a few soldiers. “They have people up high as well, so we’ll get some skilled archers in.” He looked up to the sky. “Our raven is coming back.”
Erwin offered his arm and let the raven land. “Note says the ships are ready to attack from the sea.”
Levi put his spyglass away. “Be careful. I don’t trust most of this.”
“You’re right, it does seem off.”
“I suspect there are traps, so attack with caution.”
Erwin got up. “Right, your majesty.”
Levi hurried with him to the guards. “I need three groups. One with me, another with Erwin and the last with Jean. We’ll attack from three locations. North, south and east. The west will be attacked by our ships. I want all of you to be cautious.”
“YES, YOUR MAJESTY!”
He looked at his friend. “Good luck.” Levi jogged with his team to the East side of the village. He knew this was the most difficult side, but he was willing to take the risk with the skilled team he had. “Eyes up, okay? We have soldiers on the roof.”
He hurried along the streets slowly. He slid up behind a soldier and covered his mouth with his hand. He yanked him close and sliced the man’s neck open. He lowered the body down and checked him over and tried to look for a command, but all he had was a small symbol for Ji-Woo. Levi released a long sigh as the smell of copper started to invade his senses.
Levi pocketed the symbol before hurrying along the side of the building. He pressed his back against the wall and saw Mikasa shifting from roof to roof. He glanced at another guard slamming a guard against the floor before slamming a blade into them. Levi nodded to them in approval before moving along.
He peered down an alley to see someone moving closer. Levi waited for them to get close before stabbing them right in the front of their neck. He caught their body and lay them down before inspecting them for anything, but found another mark. He gripped it tightly as blood began to pool around him.
Levi looked up as Mikasa joined him. “How are we looking?”
“All soldiers on the roofs have been removed.”
“Thank you.” He showed her the symbol. “You seen more of these?”
She nodded. “Every single one of them had it.”
“Tch, shit.” He let out a long sigh. “No doubt their leader will have the order.”
“While up top, I saw a large gathering and increased military presence by the clock tower.”
Levi hummed. “It’ll have traps, but we need to have evidence the prince is leading this.”
Mikasa clenched her fist. “He deserves to be skinned alive.”
“Tch, you can say that again. Let’s move out.”
Both hurried through the village until every unit could spy each other. He nodded to Erwin and saw the raven fly off. All waited for the sound of the ships attacking. A loud blast of a horn echoed through the quiet village signalling the attack. Levi and his guards raced towards the village centre in front of the clock tower. He drew his sword and yanked the shield from his back with his coat of arms on.
Levi grounded himself as he stood sideways on. He slammed his shield into a man and lift him up and over his head. Levi twisted his sword back and cut the man’s head clean off. He growled and let out a deep blood-curdling battle cry before charging in again. He banged the edge of his shield into a soldier’s neck causing his neck to break.
Levi twisted gracefully, his cape floating in the snow-filled air. His hot breath curled in the crisp winter air as his blade glided through flesh and created an arch of hot crimson blood to spatter against the white snow. His rage consumed him as he saw red. He sliced and hit any soldier in his way and covered the pure white snow below in a deep wet red.
His sliver blue eyes locked onto his target of a large armoured-up man with a sword bigger than himself. Levi raced towards the man before skidding in the blood-soaked snow between the brute’s legs as the colossal sword came crashing down to the ground and breaking the floor. Levi glared at the armour on the brute’s back to see where the armour was linked together.
Levi cut through two straps before rolling out of the way of another massive attack. Levi twisted his sword and cut through more straps. He moved as fast as possible and kept cutting away everything he possibly could. He jumped back and skidded through the red snow and glared at the brute to see most of his armour had fallen off.
Levi winced a little when he felt something warm trickle down his cheek, meaning that during one of the massive sword impacts a piece of rock had cut him. He wiped the blood away and hoped you didn’t mind one more extra scar on his body. He knew you’d love him no matter what. He had to stop this brute and get the evidence needed to stop Ji-Woo.
His eyes widened when he saw the brute twist and go to attack a strange barrel at the bottom of the clock tower. Levi ran ahead of the brute before twisting around and holding his shield up just in time to catch the huge sword. Levi cried out in pain at the sheer weight and power of the sword weighing down on him. He grunted and dropped to one knee as his shield groaned and slowly caved towards Levi’s face.
Levi gritted his teeth and heard his guards shouting for him. He needed to stay in the way, otherwise, the brute would have hit the barrels and who knows what would have happened. He felt tired from the fighting. His arm was hurting and the cold winter air was biting hard as his extremities.
Levi groaned. “Erwin! Get everyone out of here!”
Erwin backed up a little. “Your majesty! We’re not leaving you!”
“GO!”
Erwin locked eyes with Levi. “No, Levi. This isn’t what she’d want!”
Levi heard your giggle, saw your smile and felt your touch. Your scent rolled off of the cravat he wore. He felt as if you were there with him. He screamed out in rage and shoved the brute back. He smacked the brute over and over again. He felt enraged that this man was stopping him from getting home to you. He threw his shield at the brute making him drop the big sword.
Levi grabbed the giant sword and cried out as he swung it. “Fucking DIE!” He slammed the sword into the brute’s side and got it stuck halfway. “You FUCKER!” Levi kicked the hilt making the sword go the rest of the way through. He panted as the brute’s top half slowly slid off. Levi panted. “Piece of shit.”
Erwin jogged over to Levi. “You had me worried there for a moment.”
Levi gripped his cravat. “I won’t let her down. I just wanted you all to get to a safe distance. I’m worried this tower was going to come down.”
Mikasa waved. “ARCHER! RUN!”
Levi looked up to the rooftops to see an archer with a fire arrow and had it aimed at the barrels. “Tch, shit!” Levi grabbed Erwin’s arm and ran with him as the arrow hit the barrels. He kept running away. His eyes widened as the barrels exploded. “Shit!” Levi and Erwin’s bodies flew forwards from the blast. Levi rolled a little in the bloodied snow. He lifted his heavy body from the floor. “Erwin!”
Erwin groaned. “Levi?” He looked behind him at the falling tower. “Move! It’s coming down!”
Levi gritted his teeth and shoved Erwin so he was safer. Levi rolled a little and lined up with the window. He gripped his cravat tightly and balled up as the tower crashed down around him. He grunted as parts of the stone parts hit him. He staggered to his feet and climbed through the broken tower until he reached an opening. He grunted as more explosions went off. Explosives weren’t used by countries because of the devastation, so Ji-Woo using them enraged Levi.
He climbed out of the tower and ran as houses slowly blew up around him. “Erwin!? Mikasa!?” He raced through the village. “Anyone!?” He grunted as his body was blown sideways. “Tch, shit.” He looked around and saw Mikasa stumbling around shouting for Eren. “Mikasa!” He raced over to her. “Move! Damn it move!”
He yanked her against his body just as the house next to them blew up. Levi held Mikasa against his chest as he flew backwards. He grunted as glass from the window sliced his face. He slammed against the floor and rolled until he came to a stop. He let Mikasa go and panted as he felt blood pouring from his face. He tried opening his right eye, but it was filled with too much blood.
Mikasa sat up and looked down at Levi. “Your majesty!”
Levi winced. “I’m fine. Get moving.”
Mikasa helped Levi to stand. “Yes, your majesty.”
He pressed his hand against the right side of his face and stumbled out of the village. “Report.”
Jean hurried over. “All guards made it. We have a lot of injuries though.” He walked with Levi. “Lord Erwin’s arm was damaged, but he’s okay.” He stopped and stared at Levi. “Your majesty, you need medical attention.”
Levi walked past the medical tent and went to the HQ. “Tch, I need to plan things. The tower collapsing fucked things for us. We need to get to that brute’s body.” Levi changed maps to one of the village. “He was killed here, so he’s under this part of the tower.”
Erwin stumbled into the tent. “Levi.”
Levi looked up. “We need a search team.” He looked at Erwin’s strapped-up arm. “Tch, you look like shit.”
“So do you.” Erwin sighed. “Let me do this, okay? Go get tended to.”
“I need to do this.”
Erwin walked over to the map. “If you don’t, I’ll send a letter to your wife about this and she won’t be happy that you’re not resting and getting fixed up.”
Levi stared at Erwin. “Fine…” He stumbled to the tent door. “For her.” He moved through the camp to the medical tent. “Oi Armin? I need tending to.”
Armin almost went white at seeing Levi. “Your majesty! Your face!”
Levi sat on a bed and grunted. “It’s fine. Just clean it and stitch.”
“Y-Yes.” Armin gathered everything he needed. “Move your hand.” He cleaned up all the blood and rubbed in the numbing ointment. He stitched up the two cuts on Levi’s face and cleaned them. “I’m worried about your eye.”
Levi opened his right eye and hissed. “I can see through it, but it hurts a little.”
Armin bandaged Levi’s face before putting on an eyepatch. “Keep this on for a few days, maybe weeks. If you want to keep the eye, you need to protect it.”
Levi stood up. “I promise.”
Armin offered some meds. “Drink these and take these.”
Levi downed it all and sighed. “Thanks for helping me and everyone.”
“It’s an honour.”
Levi bowed his head before leaving the medical tent and walking to the HQ. “How are things here?”
Erwin chuckled. “Eyepatch, huh?”
Levi blushed. “It’s so I can keep my eye. Tch, why? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, nothing…I think your wife will love it.”
Levi lit up. “Really?”
“Really.” Erwin smiled softly before looking at the map. “I’ve narrowed down the areas we should look, as well as calculated the supplies. Those explosives were a surprise. Most countries have signed a form and swore to not use them. I don’t know how Ji-Woo got his hands on some.”
Levi sat down and stared at the map. “It’s concerning.” He ruffled his hair. “Have we got enough well guards to start the searching?”
Erwin nodded. “We do.”
Levi sighed. “I’ll lead them.”
“No. We both aren’t fit enough. Jean will lead them.”
Levi clicked his neck and hummed. “I know you’re right, but I want to be there to help.”
“We both need to rest.” Erwin walked to the tent door and waved to Jean. “Jean? Come here.”
Jean hurried into the tent. “How can I help?”
“We need you to lead the search. Do you think you can?”
Jean leaned over the map and studied it. “Yeah, yeah I do.”
Levi leaned on the table. “We’ve marked key areas. We need to find the body of the brute and collect the order to come here. He was clearly the leader and we know very well they wouldn’t act unless ordered to.” Levi slapped a symbol on the table. “A lot of the soldiers had these on them.”
Erwin played with the symbol. “At least we have that as confirmation.” He glanced up. “I’ll ask our navy to search the ships.” He pointed at Levi. “You need to rest.”
Levi stood up and groaned. “Tch, fine. Update me when you can.” He dragged his feet. “I want all of you to rest too. We went through a lot today.”
“Understood.”
Levi shuffled to his tent and pulled his armour off. He groaned as his joints ached. He removed his sweat-soaked shirt to show his torso was covered in bruises varying from massive to small. He clicked his back before changing into a new shirt and trousers. He crawled into his bed and held the cravat against his nose. He inhaled deeply and smiled as his mind drifted to you. Levi was expecting bad dreams of war and battle, but due to the cravat soaked in your scent, he dreamed of you.
Levi dreamed of you sitting on a hill under a cherry blossom tree with his lying on his back with his head on your lap. You were softly playing with his hair and whispering words of adoration and love. He blushed at the loving words of praise. Even in his dreams, he didn’t think he deserved the love and affection you showered upon him. He felt blessed and loved. You two exchanged simple things as you simply enjoyed each other’s soothing company.
Levi arose from his slumber at the sound of someone calling him. He pried his tired eye open and looked to the entrance of his tent to see Erwin. “Tch, how long was I out?”
Erwin walked over and sat on a stool. “A whole day. I should have given you more, but we have an update. The navy found nothing, but Jean informed me they have located a body and a soldier. We’ve arrested the soldier and will question them, but the priority is searching the body.”
Levi hummed in agreement. “You’re right.” He sat up and sighed. “Any word from the palace?”
“Nothing, but it does take a day to ride there and a day to ride back.” Erwin smiled softly. “She’s fine. What does your heart say?”
Levi placed his hand on his beating heart. “That you’re right. She’s fine.”
“Good.” Erwin rose to his feet. “Get your winter cloak on and I’ll take you to the dead body.”
Levi yanked his boots on before pulling on the cloak with fur around the neck. He strolled across the snow-covered ground to a tent on the edge of the camp. His nose wrinkled at the sickly sweet smell wafting in the air. “Tch, disgusting.”
Erwin hummed. “Decomposing bodies normally are.”
Levi walked inside the tent and was met with the brute he cut in half lying on a table. He gazed at the glassy look in the eyes before looking at the frost-bitten exposed wounds. “Where are his clothes?”
Armin picked up a pile. “Here. I removed them just in case the rotting of the body compromised anything important.”
Levi swapped his leather gloves for other ones and began rummaging through the clothes until he located a small scroll. “Got it.” He rolled it open to reveal a command written across it. He slowly read it with Erwin before staring at the signed name. “Ji-Woo. This is an order of invasion and an attempt on my life.”
Erwin took the scroll. “We’ll present this to the Emperor, he will want to deal with his son.”
Levi clenched his jaw. “Tch, the little shit just won’t stop, will he? Thank fuck the Emperor is a good friend who has concerns about his son.”
“We just need to set up a meeting. The issue is, us leaving this island.” Erwin looked at his King. “If word gets out we left, he could invade again.”
Levi clenched his fist tightly, before releasing it at an idea popping into his head. “Ji-Woo adores my wife. I will take my wife with me. Wherever she goes, he will follow. I know it will be putting her in danger and I hate that but at the same time she’ll always be with me and I can protect her.”
Erwin nodded. “It is the best course of action.”
Levi sighed. “We need to return to the palace as soon as possible.”
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woah woah woah yuri you're still alive????
haha what happened you may ask??? well, life just gave me hell and decided that today. TODAY, was gonna top it off with the biggest disaster so far!!!!!
i literally just wanted to have ONE day off after my bday, but the next morning my computer wouldn't work! which was fantastic because literally every single one of my wips/ finished not posted works/ digital art was on there so i stressed. the FUCK. out
it's fixed now ofc and THANKFULLY nothing was lost except the artworks that weren't autosaved that day! (which- yknow, sucks, but there was worse at stake before :'D) after me bEGGING my dad to help me with the problem
except it's NOT OVER yet!!!!
sai's settings and brushes reseted for some reason and my absolute fav custom brushes were gone! so with me trying to recreate them then loosing them all over because they just wouldn't be SAVED OMG and me going for a trip to my uncle's small town and watching the leftover day offs i had dwindle so goshdarn fast i was feeling so sO drained-
and wanna know the funniest thing??? when i come back home ready to post art and FINALLY rant about this what happens?? no wifi :DDDD
prioritizing the water and electricity bills first, i got to work and drew everyday to make it up for you guys and look at that! i have good and horrible news!
so SURPRISE! since you guys have been SO patient with me (thank you all :'D), i will say that i have a LOT of finished works to post! all ranging from 1 animated gif, 9 artworks, 1 illustration that's part of a little prompt idea i came up with (1 done and 4 left)
technically, i have 2 pieces finished and 3 wips for the remaining days of fnk week and 2 new ocs!!!! (and redraws of 4 older ocs, 2 of which are ready to post)
as for the worse news... man. i'm barely hanging here but woo i broke my tablet's pen and it's charging wire!! (i literally don't know how but it got separated from it's body while it was in it and i can't i can't even)
i am so so broken right now- i was so happy to update yesterday and reblog stuff since i finally got wifi again and- man it feels like i'm making this shit up but oh my god i wanna cry
i guess i could post everything i had the chance to draw before but gosh i'm so sorry but i can't promise more art after i announce which one was the last in stock- (at least until i get enough money to buy a replacement for them both)
i know i suck at communicating if i'm alive and just having a hard time but i swear this year was really rough on me and my health in general so i hope you guys can understand :'(
#rambling#delete later?#i am so so tired all the time#i guess it was a needed rest to just. not think about anything and draw for fun but it also wasn't exactly relaxing-#i have so little free time and wasting it feels so horrible and i'm. sorry#sorry for dropping off out of the sudden and sorry for the wait i'm aware that it's sad whenever it happens#i planned this post in advance so when i noticed my pen wasn't working anymore i was having such a breakdown i'm#i can't even open commissions i can't draw no more oh my gosh i'm sorry#just when you think it's getting better it gets a hundred times WORSE i can't believe my LUCK!!!!!#and oh my god SORRY for not reblogging stuff you tag me into as well!!!#i felt like every happy emotion was drained out of my soul and i couldn't act like i was excited and all when i was doing horrible so#i didn't read nor look at anything because you guys deserve the original reaction of surprise and some real compliments!!!!#sorry if that means i don't reblog right away but i refrain from looking at something and only liking if i plan on leaving commentary later#and to the asks staring daggers at me in my inbox yall i swear if i wasn't busy being stomped over by life i'd answer in a heartbeat-#THANK YOU to EVERYONE for sticking by even if you probably forgot you even followed me at this point hhh :'D#too emotionally tired to delete the old happy tags i typed before#i could probably post this once i get my emotions in check but man i'm TIRED of waiting i am so done#gosh it must be a disappointing return right? yeah#sorry for the long post but man- i just don't wanna worry you guys for nothing#so heads up i'm probably gonna take a day off after this and be less cheerful than usual once i'm back#so ill wait to reblog stuff later again (so sorry again)#i'll make an announcement once i start posting the art i finished meanwhile (one every day cause there's a LOT)
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LIGHT OF LIFE 482
John 1:4
DIVINE ORDER 47: Process Of Marriage 17
Gen 2:24 FOR THIS CAUSE will a man GO AWAY FROM HIS FATHER AND HIS MOTHER AND BE JOINED TO HIS WIFE; and they will be one flesh. BBE
NAKED BEFORE MARRIAGE 9
Before we move from this subtopic, I want us to know that there is no problem at all if you never had TIME to “Go naked” (clean, unbiased openness) before marriage.
You are free to marry a “complete stranger” as long as God has shown you that he/she is the “One”.
Gen 24:64-65 WHEN REBECCA SAW ISAAC, she got down from her camel and asked Abraham's servant, "WHO IS THAT MAN WALKING TOWARD US IN THE FIELD?" "He is my master," the servant answered. SO SHE TOOK HER SCARF AND COVERED HER FACE. GNB
You would agree with me that when a woman is to be given in marriage these days, they have her face covered, not because she has not been seen and known by the man, but as a mockery: that we are giving a “fresh”, untouched bride away today.
We are indirectly relating to the “scene” above: God bringing two [total] strangers together to marry directly.
Gen 24:66 The servant told Isaac everything that had happened. ERV
All Isaac got to know before marrying her was the experience of the servant on his journey and the confirmation that she was God’s Choice for him.
Rebecca never met him, and when she found out who he was, she covered her own face too, enhancing the enigma.
She also had her confirmation from the servant’s story that he was the “one”.
Gen 24:50-51 Then Laban and Bethuel answered, "WE SEE THAT THIS IS FROM THE LORD, SO THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN SAY TO CHANGE IT. Here is Rebekah. TAKE HER AND GO. Let her marry your master's son. THIS IS WHAT THE LORD WANTS." ERV
Even the extended family of Abraham showed reverence for God’s will here, when they accepted the servant’s story and released her to go and meet the “stranger”.
Nobody bothered about knowing the “background” or shortcomings of the groom at all.
It must have been God that also allowed them to release Rebecca to the [stranger] servant too.
Gen 24:67 ISAAC TOOK HER INTO HIS MOTHER SARAH'S TENT. He married Rebekah. She became his wife, AND HE LOVED HER. So Isaac was comforted after his mother's death. GW
Rebecca entered a strange room with a stranger, without courtship or even sitting down to talk “first”.
Yet he loved her without reservation.
Whatever form of “Nakedness” can start after marriage now, and that cannot be wrong.
If one assumes that there was even any form of Courtship at all, it must have been by the Servant, representing Isaac. Read this:
Gen 24:20-21 And she hurried, and emptied her pitcher in the trough, and ran again to the well to draw water. And she drew for all his camels. And the man was watching her, keeping silent, in order to know whether Jehovah had prospered his journey or not. MKJV
The [indirect] Courtship was not about him [first] wooing her but she [innocently] pleasing him, confirming answers to his prayers in the quest for her.
Indirectly though, the exercise also proved that she was going to be a dutiful and industrious wife to have as partner.
Gen 24:23-24 “Whose daughter are you?” he asked. “Tell me, is there room in your father’s house for us to spend the night?” She said to him, “I am the daughter of Bethuel the son of Milcah, whom Milcah bore to Nahor. NET
Inquisition about her background was just to confirm [further] God’s will, not to bother if her background was good and commendable.
How many backgrounds are perfect anyway?
When Courtship is done the way it is today: to consider Compatibility, there are commonly to many deceitful presentations, especially where there is desperation for marriage.
Joh 2:10 He called the bridegroom over and said to him, “EVERY HOST SERVES HIS BEST WINE FIRST UNTIL EVERYONE HAS HAD A CUP OR TWO, THEN HE SERVES THE WINE OF POOR QUALITY. But you, my friend, you’ve reserved the most exquisite wine until now!” TPT
May our marriages not bear any records of deception and may God help us clear them, if there are, IN JESUS NAME.
Come back on Wednesday, as we proceed in digging into this inspiring Subtopic.
Brother Prince
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God at the Crossroads
Stand at the crossroads and look; . . . ask where the good way is, and walk in it. Jeremiah 6:16
READ Deuteronomy 30:15–20
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After days of illness and then spiking a high temperature, it was clear my husband needed emergency care. The hospital admitted him immediately. One day folded into the next. He improved, but not enough to be released. I faced the difficult choice to stay with my husband or fulfil an important work trip where many people and projects were involved. My husband assured me he’d be fine. But my heart was torn between him and my work.
God’s people needed His help at the crossroads of life’s decisions. Far too often, they hadn’t adhered to His revealed instructions. So Moses implored the people to “choose life” by following His commands (Deuteronomy 30:19). Later, the prophet Jeremiah offered words of direction to God’s wayward people, wooing them to follow His ways: “Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it” (Jeremiah 6:16). The ancient paths of Scripture and God’s past provision can direct us.
I imagined myself at a physical crossroads and applied Jeremiah’s template of wisdom. My husband needed me. So did my work. Just then, my supervisor called and encouraged me to remain home. I drew a breath and thanked God for His provision at the crossroads. God’s direction doesn’t always come so clearly, but it does come. When we stand at the crossroads, let’s make sure to look for Him.
By Elisa Morgan
REFLECT & PRAY
Where do you need direction today? How might God be revealing Himself to you?
Dear God, when I’m uncertain, help me to stand at the crossroads and look for Your provision.
SCRIPTURE INSIGHT
After God delivered the Israelites from Egypt, that generation (except for Caleb and Joshua) disqualified themselves from being permitted to enter the promised land because they failed to trust God (Deuteronomy 1:32-37). The book of Deuteronomy (the name comes from a Greek word meaning “second law”) addresses the younger generation about to enter the land. In it, Moses teaches them God’s law and stresses the importance of fully obeying it.
In chapter 30, Moses urged them to enter into a covenant, or binding commitment, to be wholly devoted to God (vv. 15-20). Through this covenant, the new generation would pledge anew their devotion to God and His law. In the ancient Near East, covenant ceremonies would typically include calling on deities as witness to the promises made. Since God is the only true God, in this covenant, His creation—heaven and earth—is called as a witness (v. 19).
Monica La Rose
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weird flex but ok i guess pt.35
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War…Hold up, do we really need a warning for this one? Dunno, but however, watch out for slightly disturbing and kinda…disgusting imagery, trypophobic patterns, as well as ‘necrotic’ (and dark themed) designs I made while having funky fever bc o h m y g o d do I get a little crazier every new quarantine day (and at this point it’s coming to be an usual thing for me, big sad). However, most are made no other than for the sole sake of satire, so y’know, no need to get your underwear in a twist
Friday Night Funkin’ BoyFriend’s Hood – AU fanconcept sketches [XXX]
A break from the main lore, have some secondary characters made for side stories woo
1. Addel Duchahut
Remember Lezor, the guy I made inspired on the Dadaist movement aesthetic-sorta? Well, have a character based off an ACTUAL artist from the movement, one of my favorites of such if that
The sir this fellow is made after is Marcel Duchamp, one of the most influential Dadaist since 1914, way before the movement was even a thing (talk about advanced to ur time ayo). Nonetheless, the outfit I drew Addel in here not only implicitly references the pieces Marcel had made and the styles he had involved himself into, but also the “alter ego” he had made for himself and was also known for back then: Rrose Selavy (1920) who he also used as an “author name” for some of his dada art pieces. The outfit is mostly based on a photography he got taken by Man Ray, one of the first ones if I’m not wrong.
But hey, don’t get the wrong idea –Addel does have his own independent set of self on the setting he’s on (the current century, lol); he’s more of a “successor” kind of guy, but he’s mostly an eccentric folk that’s just as fascinated of experimental and cinetic composition. Just saying so you guys don’t take him as a historical replica of Duchamp, because he’s not and I don’t pretend to have him as such.
As for why he’s a rodent...I honestly have no clue exactly. I’d say because of going after a not-so-aesthetic kind of animal for the sake of taking the contrary, of maybe I was slightly influenced by Ratatouille. Either way, it was for a metaphoric regarding rebelliousness... and maybe also out of satire.
Also case you wonder, his surname means “of the shouting” by a rough translation from French (and yes he’s French btw)
His appearance is on a really further part of the story, though it isn’t much deep important…but still
Truth be told, he was a ride to draw, I luv him <3
2. Pipsqueak
A random idea I had, probably based off the sport that’s most popular on this side of the land –baseball ye
TL;DR, it’s a vegetal golem that’s a baseball player aspirant, no specifics if it’s a she or a he though
I enjoyed doing the directions of the leaves, they look funny
3. Kleevin BredPitz
ANDREW TATE CANON IN BF’SH????? Q0Q
JK, he’s one of the references for this silly ass though
If you guessed this dude is a “alpha male” ideology advicant, you’re right on the money. For short, in one of the events of BF’sH Hollow Present, BF has to take down this mofo, and well…you can guess this bulky ass got quite the derrogatives for BF in more than one sense...his sexuality included (but we’ll talk about it later dw :) //hhhhh)
He’s a overdeveloped leech by the way…which is ironic in a lot of ways, you’ll see way once we get there C: (and if u know enough of biology, well….hehehehehehehe-)
4. Gus Schmillers
Another Dadaist artist based character? Sure why not
This time it’s Kurt Schwitters I took for this, who was a German Dadaist, his most known pieces being his “Merz”, which consisted on collages of things he found meddling around in the trash, from paper-based things to little trinkets and just anything that could fit in a canvas, this under the philosophy of “building a new world from the shards of the one he was living in” (keep in mind, Dada happened during the World War as an anti-belicism/anti-war protest, hence the metaphor), and also his “Merzbau” –basically the same thing but instead of stuff in a small canvas it was ROOMS filled with stuff, they looked really surreal and neat despite how chaotic they were…most of those got destroyed in the war by orders of the Nazi regime sadly :(
Anyway, just like with Addel, Gus is a character on his own, and basically does similar things as Kurt, though he’s a little more into mechanics when building his interpretations of Merzbaus… I’ll leave that to y’all’s imaginations :) (?)
As for why he’s a ferret, probably because of how I interpreted him as an energetic kind of guy (I refer to Gus, not Kurt himself, but maybe a bit on that too).
He’s Addel’s “roommate” and mildly personal friend. He’s also German jic you wonder so.
5. Gus’ icon
Gus’ icon, idk why I numbered it but there you have it
6. Lynx Adamont’s icon
A character I created out of spite, TL;DR she’s a walking art person stereotype. Once I post her design I’ll explain further on what she’s like, but for now we’ll stick with her icon thingy
7. them
someone
I can’t say who they are yet, this was to have an idea of their design
but still
8. Casual Addel miniature
Him on his casual attire
It’s kinda rough but it was for the sake of the essential idea
9. Kleevin lose icon
>cobra potato when his shit takes actually backfire on his ass
10-15. Funky calligraphy practice
Subtitle says it
10.- Addel
11.- Gus
12.- Kleevin
13.- Pip
14.- Lynx
15.- S’UP?!
#friday night funkin'#fnfau#bfsh#fnf au#au#alternative timeline#alternate universe#alt universe#vanguards#dadaism#marcel duchamp#kurt schwitters#alpha male funny#hehehee
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By • Olalekan Fagbade
I started stealing babies after my own children too were stolen, Woman confesses
A23-year-old woman, Nzube Robert Chukwu, has revealed how she started stealing babies and selling them after her own two male children were stolen.
The single mother was last week convicted by an Ebonyi State Magistrate’s Court for involvement in the child theft business in Abakaliki.
She revealed that she got a share of N40,000.00 from each of the proceeds of any baby she stole.
Nzube explained that her duty was to steal the babies while a bus driver identified as Ofunwa sold them.
She revealed that the last N40,000 shares she got on the illicit sale of a baby was spent on the purchase of clothes and body cream.
The convict fingered her suitor in the disappearance of her two children, a situation that paved the way for her to join the illegal child stealing business.
She said: “I joined a child stealing business after losing my two children in 2021. As a single mother, I was looking forward to getting married. So, in 2021, a man saw me and started wooing me for marriage, not knowing that his interest was to steal my babies.
“When my children disappeared, he stopped visiting and packed out of his known residence. Shortly after, a man popularly called Ofunwa, living at Chukwu Street, Abakaliki, met me when I was a sales girl at Margaret Umahi International Market Abakaliki and introduced me to the business of child stealing.
“When I get the babies, I hand them over to Ofunwa for him to sell and after the transaction; he gives me N40,000 from the proceeds. I don’t know where he sold them and how much he made. The last N40,000 he gave me, I used it to buy clothes and body cream,” she narrated.
Nzube, a native of Umuimam in Oshiri Onicha Local Government Area of Ebonyi State, explained that luck ran out on her when the last baby she stole from her friend started crying uncontrollably, a situation that drew the attention of neighbours before she was arrested.
She said: “I was caught as the baby was crying uncontrollably at the Convent Road axis of Abakaliki on my way to my house. The girl I stole her baby from is my friend, Ifeoma, who lives at Onichaegu Street, Mgboagbaja towards Hill Top.
“She is a single mother of four. She leaves her babies in my custody whenever she goes for a night job. I warned her to take better care of her children but she ignored my advice. The day I stole the baby, she was not around while the children were sleeping; their door was wide open.
“I planned to take the baby to my house and take her to Ofunwa, a bus driver who plies Abakaliki-Enugu-Onicha, the next day. But the cry of the baby was too much as it attracted people’s attention and they started beating and questioning me; from there, I was taken to a police officer, CSP Onuebonyi.”
After the completion of the investigation, the police arraigned Nzube at a Magistrate’s Court sitting in Abakaliki.
The charge sheet read: “That you Nzube Robert Chukwu, aged 23 and others now at large on the 29th day of August 2023 at Mgbo-Agbaja in Izzi Local Government Area of Ebonyi State in the jurisdiction of this honourable court did conspire amongst yourselves to commit felony to wit child stealing and thereby committed an offence punishable under section 516A (a) of the criminal code cap 33 volume 1 laws of Ebonyi State of Nigeria 2009.
“You unlawfully made away with a four-month-old baby girl without the consent of her parents and thereby committed an offence punishable under section 33 of Ebonyi State Child Rights Act and Related Offences law 2010.”
Sequel to her guilty plea and recovery of the stolen baby, Chief Magistrate Lynda Ogodo, on October 16, 2023, sentenced Nzube to 36 calendar months imprisonment.
Ogodo warned the convict to desist from evil acts and explained that the offence of child stealing attracts 10 years imprisonment but it was reduced to three years because Nzube saved the court’s time by pleading guilty upon arraignment.
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