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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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🌸Pac 18+ What’s the meaning of this connection Between You & Your FS (Short)

🔋Take a deep breath, and remember this is a general reading. I hope this reading gives you clarity. Enjoy it.🌸🌸❤️💋All love and positive vibes surrounding you guys, and this general reading as well. 🌸🌸😋❤️💋

Pile 1: Oh, the meaning of this connection between you and your FS. It's a major sacred support. It seems like some of you will have a false twin, they are an imposter. Energetic vampires, chaotic, drama, and a shadow portal. I think that some of you might stay away from this person. I don't sense that bad from them though. They'll say that you get them and vice-versa. Like I said I don't sense bad from this false twin maybe they aren't meant to be a romantic relationship between you and them. That's what I'm feeling. It seems like this connection means that you guys will be best pals, and have such good chemistry together. Long talks, vibing, and needing each other. You two will have such mutual respect. A few of you will be the best of friends. That's why I'm getting friendship vibes. For some of you yes this is a false twin because it wasn't supposed to be a romantic relationship. Don't be disappointed about it. Because you'll have such a good friendship with them. Us vs Us. You two will have inside drama, so they'll get on your nerves. A lot of triggers will happen with them. You'll bring out the good and bad. Space is necessary. They'll think that you're so stunning to them. They'll be starstruck. So the meaning of this connection is divinely guided it is protected by y'all spirit guides. Y'all have an unbreakable connection. To be real I like this connection between you and them. Maybe you or they might beatbox or Chop. They might go to therapy for their disorder. Again I told you they will annoy the shit out of you and vice-versa. But the meaning of this connection is very powerful to me.

Pile 2: Off the back, you two are Starcross lovers. Do you know what movie I’m seeing Titanic? Titanic! I love that movie like some of you are like Rose and your husband is like Jack. The ones who hold themselves back. That's so funny that what card came out. So it seems like you'll be the one who runs away from this beautiful connection. Because you think that this connection between you and them could be true. You'll think it's not real or feel like you are delusional. But you aren't. Even spirits say “This Is Real”. So believe it! Are you going to trust it? Anyways this means that you and your FS are a soul and star family. It meant to come down here in the 3D. Activation!!! This means that they'll respect the shit out of you. Admiration, worship, and loves you, and be your biggest fan and supporter. This is amazing. See! You will have your inside drama between you and him. I feel it is a very intense fight you two will have. But it won't get toxic to where breaking up. Again space is necessary. This means that this connection between you and them will turn into an engagement 💍. So you'll marry them. I believe after your walls are down. Oh so here's the issue ex will try to come between you and them. But I don't feel it for long though. Come on! Your FS worships the fuck out of you. You are their Zing. This reminds me of the movie Hotel Transylvania. When Johnny and Mavis Zing for the first time. It seems like this type of connection. See! I was right about those intense fights. When you and your FS argue that shit will cause a lot of fire 🔥. Again I don't feel toxic but I do feel like you two especially have to watch your mouth 👄.

Pile 3: The meaning of this connection between you and your FS is that you'll be addicted to that dick! Ayo!!! Haha 💰😂you’ll be very addicted to that dick. Eat it up. Some of you will be submissive to them, and possessive. Woah this is an interesting pile. So they're your mentor. Your spouse is your mentor they are meant to help you. Ahhh!! I'm screaming 🙀🎱. This connection between you and them is meant to be manifest. It is happening now. It is like a blessing from the sky. You two will cross the finish line and success, and fulfillment. Oh, this is good. They already sending you messages in dreams, giving you signs, and online. Don't ignore the signs. A lot of grief will happen. So much transformation for the two of you. Sadness, pain, depression, and loss. I think your FS will be there for you. Yes, you two will fucking fight but help each other with it. This is your last life with them. Separate souls are only meant to be in the 5D. So they were meant to be your spirit guide just to watch over you. That's why they are your mentor. Hmm, it seems like a lot of mistrust maybe you are scared about this engagement 💍. Multiple attraction!! Oh, you'll have a lot of men and women on you heavily. A lot of old feelings will come up. I don't know what that feeling is but I heard it is worth it. Some of you will marry your Mentor or you'll be engaged to them.

Pile 3: Oh snap, In the beginning, it was like lust I don't care to use that word. So I would say a fling. I swear it is passion between you and your FS. I can that you guys having a lot of sex. This reminds me of the movie Sugar and Spice if you guys ever watch that movie. With Diane and Jack Bartlett. That's exactly how I see it. It won't be serious in the beginning, because again it is like a fling. But you are manifest it comes into fruition. It is happening now. This might be the last life with them. Awe 😭I’m sorry but again don’t be disappointed because it will be worth it. See! Flirting, teasing, and passion. Goddamnnn!!! A lot of sex. I'm not surprised they have a breeding kink. They'll throw your ass against the wall and start kissing you hard. Biting lips 💋🕯. I do sense a romantic side they would want to show you but it seems like they are a little scared. They'll be your 1st. First kiss, relationship, and your first time. You'll be giving your precious fruit to them✨. Haha 😂didn’t I say this? Passionate kisses, intense sex energy, and partying together. Oh my goodness, you two will be partying hard together. They'll be fighting for your attention like crazy!!! I mean fighting to it. I can see that. That's incredible. The meaning of this connection between you and your FS is very important. In the beginning, it starts as your little crush fling, and then a relationship, and now as fiancè. Do you see the pattern? This is the meaning of y'all connection together.

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burst-of-iridescent · 9 months

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Hi! Just a quick message to say that I love your analysis on Katara and Zuko and their dynamics with each other. I personally love how you place the emphasis on them having their journey towards growth together, but an individual one as well. I've only started watching AtlA two years ago, but reading your remarks during my second rewatch of the show made me appreciate the nuances of their relationship and arc more <3 I was just wondering, because you've made some good Zutara fic recs in the past, which Zutara long fic would you absolutely recommend? Thank you so much!

aww, thank you so much! i haven't read long zutara fics in quite some time actually but off the top of my head here are my favs:

the color of the stars by bluenebulae: yes i know i've recommended this fic a hundred times already but i will continue to do so bc it's SO GOOD. this is a book 3 canon divergence where zutara get captured together on DoBS and need to find their way back to the gaang together and it is just everything.

tempest in a teacup by akaVertigo: if you've been around in zutara fandom for a while, you probably already know this fic but i couldn't not include it. this is an au where katara ends up in the fire nation as a child after her mother's death and she and zuko grow up together. fire nation katara AUs do make me a little suspicious because they can easily be done wrong, but this one does it right and the writing is absolutely stunning so trust me when i say you won't be let down.

zuko's tiny dilemma by boogum: book 1 au where zuko is accidentally turned into a 6 year old (with his 16 year old consciousness) and the gaang ends up having to take care of him. i know that sounds like a weird set-up for romantic zutara but i promise nothing gross happens. it's actually a very funny, sweet and wholesome fic so i strongly encourage that you give it a chance!

the worst prisoner by emletishfish: book 1 au where sokka accidentally kidnaps zuko during the events of the blue spirit, and shenanigans and zutara ensue. this is the funniest zutara fic i have ever read AND there are two more installments in the series so you will be good to go for a long time.

(i couldn't find this fic in my bookmarks at first because my browser logged me out of ao3 and i nearly had a breakdown thinking it was gone forever and texted my friends in full panic mode, so that should tell you how much i adore it.)

once around the sun by eleventy7: i would be deeply remiss in offering fic recommendations if i didn't mention one of the most goated zutara fics of all time. i'll warn you now that though this fic has a happy ending, you should absolutely check the tags or you will be stabbed in the heart halfway through just like i was. the pain is definitely worth it, though.

i hope you enjoy reading these! <3

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littlemessyjessi · 1 month

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I feel, deep in my bones, that one could summon fae!Felix by repeating that bit he does in Topline thrice over in a mirror: BOM DIGI DIGI BOM BOM BOM BOM and maybe it works faster if you try to 'go deep' with it... or maybe this is just stuck in my head in an audio stim kind of way and I live in the land of delulu

A Guide to Summoning Your Faelix: AKA Faerie Felix / the most sweetest thing in the world.

FAE FELIX?

Ok!

SO let's do this!

First, we'll need to set the mood. Obviously, we're gonna need blue. It is his favorite color. Even though poor baby was recently heartbroken because the color analyst told him that blue doesn't work for him. Even though OBVIOUSLY that is incorrect! He is gorgeous in blue. Precious baby. How dare they? Unacceptable.

So, I just feel like it's absolutely NECESSARY that we include blue for the baby chick. Fuck them color swatches.

NEXT! Brownies as an offering. Non negotiable. Here is his recipe. Enjoy. They are fantastic.

Third.... we must call on the spirit of Bang Chan for he can always find his Lixie. Plus, he's our resident source of Lixie information. If he doesn't know, he'll figure it out for us. Bang Chan for President.

Now, it's time to get down to business. This is very serious. Set the lights. Turn on the music. Look in the mirror and say it.

Put all the bass you got in your voice and ..... POOF!

Congratulations! You have completed your very first summoning.

Now, let's discuss care for your Fae Felix.

First and foremost, he is going to require lots of love and affection. If you do not feel as if you can provide adequate love and affection for your Faelix then please reconsider.

If your Faelix does not receive adequate time, care and affection then he will cry. And subsequently, I will come to beat your ass.

BECAUSE HOW DARE YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! DON"T YOU DARE MAKE THIS BABY SUNSHINE CHICKEN CRY! THIS MEANS WAR!

And! I'm telling Minho! And he'll help me whoop ass. So be prepared and think about that when moving forward with your Faelix.

Minho is watching...

Always watching.

Perhaps, a Hyunjinnie would be more suitable for you or perhaps a Minho. They still require love and affection but they do understand that everyone needs alone time.

Though, if you do choose to summon Minho... god help you.

If you have an aversion to copious amounts of physical displays of love and affection, PLEASE AND I AM BEGGING YOU... do NOT summon yourself a Changbinnie. He WILL be giving you his love and you WILL like it.

Fair warning.

But back to Faelix.

Now, please remember that your Faelix can handle some spice but not exceedingly so.

Be mindful of his dietary needs.

If not he'll scream.

On that note, you are going to need to stock up on rice cakes. Trust me. And probably fried chicken. Just do it.

It is also important to note that your Faelix is also sensitive to scary things so he's not likely to be a horror movie buddy for you. If you really, really, REALLY want him to... he'll do it to make you happy. However, he will basically turn your room into a nest at night and cover you with cuddles all night long... because he's scared to death. Poor Lixie. You will have a much better experience if you pick a comedy or action. He'll still cuddle you (if you want it) but it won't be out of fear. And nobody wants a scared Lix. He deserves to be happy.

Also, on this note of Fae Felix. Just so you know, you're not supposed to give fairies your name. No matter how much they beg.

However, Felix is literally the one that you could tell anything and he wouldn't use it against you. You're secret is safe with him. As is your soul.

Now, in summary : It's all important but here are your TOP 3 to remember!

Number One: Please provide adequate love, affection and care for your Faelix.

Number Two: Please mind his dietary needs and plan accordingly. Give him whatever he wants. Or else he is going to become insane.

Number Three: The Final and Most Important Rule of All

Remember that Minho is watching... always watching.

He sees all.

He knows all.

I know, You know, We know, Lee Know

Thank you for coming to my presentation and have a nice day.

Please help yourself to a treat on your way out. We're serving brownies. Obviously.

..............

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this crazy tangent of mine and thank you so much for sending it in!

Love, K

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mirikitakato · 1 month

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[Translation] Skits of "Our magical party wiz you" and the staged reading ""A Mixer After the Mission"

Good day, everyone! I have translated the skits and the staged reading from the “Our magical party wiz you!” (Mahoawa) event on January 28-29th, 2024. It took me a while, and this is not the full translation for the 2-hour show. There are also Q&A activities involving seiyuus and some additional skits with characters. However, I translated all the skits featuring CaiOwe and the 20-minute main skit "A Mixer After the Mission" written by the devil Tsushimi Bunta!

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Characters: Oz, Arthur, Mithra, Rutile, Cain, Owen, Snow

(The Day’s skit)

Owen: Hey, are you kidding me?

Mithra: That's my line.

Cain: Hey there, you two. Let's not start off on such a tense note, alright? What's going on?

Mithra: The thing I just had for lunch is called Napolitan pasta. This guy has more bacon in his bowl than mine, not fair at all.

Cain: More bacon? How nice!

Owen: That's not nice, comparing to that pudding he has. Mithra's pudding is bigger than mine.

Mithra: Obviously, because I eat faster than you.

Owen: You were just eating everything randomly, weren't you? Ah, I feel sorry for that pudding, being eaten by someone like you.

Mithra: So you're not giving up? How unsightly.

Owen: Hah? You want to die?

Mithra: Just what I want.

Owen: Cuore Memini–

Mithra: Athrim—

Cain: Wait, hold on!! Let's not start a fight out of nowhere! You'll wreck the place.

Rutile: Ah, how about this? Since we're in a theater, why not have a competition fitting this place?

Mithra: A competition fitting this place?

Rutile: Let's have the spirits of this land as judges. Since they love singing and art, we could have a poetry competition. What do you think, dear spirits? (The audience applauds)

Rutile: Thank you.

Mithra: Well, okay. I'm the strongest at writing poems.

Owen: I won't go along with your ridiculousness. Such a stupid game.

Mithra: Oh? Is it because you don’t have confidence?

Owen: Aren't you just led by the nose?

Cain: Please don't start a new round of quarrels, guys. Owen, if you're not interested…

Owen: Fine, I'll participate. With Mithra's brain, my victory is assured.

Sir Knight, let's start quickly *kick*

Cain: Ouch! Why did you suddenly kick me?!

The theme is “Winter”. Owen, you first!

Owen: Eh? Me?

Cain: 321, GO!

Owen: The…the winter sun…on top of the sky…turns into…a frozen white jade…

Rutile: Wow, what a beautiful imagery!

Owen: On the snow field…there's…a fluffy dog…but his fur sheds…and vanishes with the wind…

Cain: Ahhh, he was so fluffy, though.

Mithra: That's it? Well, no surprise that you're at this level

Rutile: But the first part was great! I couldn't have come up with “frozen sun”!

Cain: I also love fluffy dogs, they’re like winter. When you see your dog getting shaggy, you know winter's here. It's a shame his fur fell out.

Owen: Oh, you like that? Then why don't I turn you into a big hairless dog and throw you into an extremely cold place where it snows all the time?

Cain: Why do you come up with words to insult me so easily?!

Cain: Next theme is “Northern Wizards”. 321, GO!

Mithra: On the snow field…there is a fluffy dog.

Owen: Wait, don't copy me.

Cain: It’s even the same dog.

Mithra: Standing there is a creature more majestic than a dog, a huge crocodile... and the strongest and most fearsome, me...

Mithra: Hmmm, sounds weird. Rutile, you are up.

Rutile: Huh!? Uh...if you step on the shadow...

Owen: Hey hey, it'd be cheating to ask others for help, wouldn't it? Rutile, don't say more.

Rutile: I'm...I'm sorry. I can't resist answering when someone asks me...

Mithra: Huh? Is there a rule against asking others?

Cain: Well...no, there isn't. Sorry, I forgot to set rules. But I trust the spirits (audience) will judge fairly. Let's hear Rutile's first.

Rutile: Yes! Owen's expression was particularly poetic, and Mithra was great at involving others.

Cain: I see. Both had unique elements in their poems. What do the spirits think?

(The audience applauds)

Cain: I see. Congratulations, Owen and Mithra, you share the victory!

Rutile: Congratulations!

Mithra: Winning was too easy. Poetry seems like child's play.

Owen: You just won without a fight. Let's start over.

Cain: The spirits seem pleased, making the atmosphere livelier and more energetic here.

Owen: That means…

Mithra: Then...

Owen/Mithra: *fighting each other* Cuore Memini/Arthim!

(The Night’s skit)

Snow: You're back too. Just walking around, not bothering anyone and not killing anyone?

Owen: You think I'm Mithra? I don't do those things. *sound of chewing*

Cain: What are you eating?

Owen: Dango from a nearby stall. It's right over there, by the red gate.

Snow: You're right, it smells sweet and delicious.

Cain: I noticed it too when I passed by earlier today. But I was so full that I couldn't eat anymore, so I didn't buy any.

Owen: Because you had too much Napolitan pasta, didn’t you? What a glutton, ordering such a large portion.

Cain: I couldn't help it! It was so delicious. After that, I walked around the streets with Rutile for a long time and started feeling hungry again.

Hey, give me one.

Owen: The song of hot dango.

Cain: What?

Owen: If you want one, sing. This is a payback for making me do weird things during the day.

Cain: Are you still holding a grudge over that...? Eh…Impromptu singing? I've never done that without a drink...

Snow: How about this? They also sell hot drinks near the red gate. It's slightly sweet and tastes a bit like wine, but it's actually non-alcoholic.

Cain: Thanks. Ohhh, it smells good. Now this can set the mood I need...

Owen: Cuore Morito

Cain: Ugh!?

Snow: Owen!? What did you--

Cain: ....He he he...there...is a pile of hot dango...~

Snow: Cain!?

Cain: Dango dango~~ Taran taran tan tan~

Owen: He's started drunken dancing and singing now. How clumsy and amusing.

Snow: Dear! Did you cast a spell on Cain? That kid took just a sip and he's already drunk.

Cain: Ha, ha ha...Let's take off our clothes to dance and sing, everyone...

Owen: Do it, do it~

Snow: Wah!!! Wait--! Noscomnia!

Cain: What just happened?

Owen: What, we were just getting to the good part.

Snow: Phew, that was close. Are you okay, dear? You were only dancing and singing, don’t worry.

Cain: I can’t remember…..But then that means I fulfilled Owen’s request?

Owen: Well, you could say that. Here, I'll give you a dango, catch it. *throw it away*

Cain: Ah! Hey, don’t just toss dango around like that!

The staged reading "A Mixer After the Mission" written by Tsushimi Bunta

Arthur: Look, Lord Oz, there are fireworks lighting up the sunset sky.

Oz: Indeed.

Rutile: It seems people are setting off fireworks to celebrate the resolution of the recent event. How beautiful.

Cain: Strange occurrences took place at Granvelle Castle. Although very dangerous and tricky, fortunately, we managed to solve them successfully.

Snow: That's right, the people on the street are also very happy. Beautiful music is coming from the square, it feels delightful.

Oz: Indeed.

Snow: Ah, dear Oz, the young wizards are all very happy now. You should sometimes respond to them with something more enthusiastic, like "Wow! That's fantastic!"

Arthur: Just watching the fireworks with Lord Oz makes me happy enough. And is this music the same as the one played during the inauguration ceremony?

Cain: Yes, the sound of fireworks, the music from that day, and the laughter of the people. Just hearing them makes me feel like I've been transported back to the day of the inauguration ceremony.

Arthur: The sages and their wizards gathered on the terrace of Granville Castle and waved many times to the people.

Rutile: After that, a lot of things really happened. Time has really flown by since then. Being able to become so close to Lord Arthur, Uncle Mithra, and others is like a dream.

Speaking of which, where are Uncle Mithra and Mr. Owen?

Cain: Hmm? Oh, I don't see them either. Weird, they were with us just a moment ago.

Snow: Maybe they went to confirm "The Legendary Wind Passage"?

Arthur: What is "The Legendary Wind Passage"?

Snow: The land in this area is blessed by the wind spirit, thus strong winds blow sometimes. The most famous one is a passage where there are always violent storms. It is said that only the strongest wizard can pass through this legendary passage.

Arthur: So it’s the strongest passage?

Snow: Exactly, the strongest passage, literally as the words imply.

Cain: I'm pretty sure those two are competing to see who can fly through that passage faster.

Rutile: I am very confident in my broom-flying skills and would like to participate too...

Mithra: Arhtim

Arthur: They're back. Welcome back, Mr. Mithra, Mr. Owen.

Mithra: We're back.

Owen: Ugh, that was the worst.

Mithra: Oz, it is said that only the strongest wizard can pass through the wind passage - the strongest path, and I have conquered it. In other words, I'm the strongest. Your strongest throne has been taken away by me. How about that? Don't you want to say something?

Oz: Wow, that's fantastic.

Mithra: Huh?

Oz: Wow, that's fantastic.

Mithra: What's that?

Oz: Wow, that's—

Mithra: Shut up, you're noisy.

Arthur: Lord Oz, your level of agreement is truly superb.

Speaking of celebration, it seems that Lord Oz, Mr. Mithra, and Mr. Owen have never participated in a mixer.

Oz: Mixer?

Arthur: A mixer is to celebrate an encounter. If possible, how about holding one now? I feel a bit regretful not being able to join the social gathering with Lord Oz and others.

I also want to plan a mixer for 22 people including the Sage.

But now that we are here, how about practicing this bonding event in advance?

Mithra: Interesting, I want to join this thing called a mixer or something

Arthur: Thank you, Mr. Mithra.

How about Lord Oz?

Oz: Yes.

Arthur: Thank you so much!

How about Owen?

Owen: I won't. It's boring.

Cain: Don't say that.

If we sit face to face in a social gathering, we can understand each other better and maybe become closer.

Owen: When did I say I want to get along with you?

Cain: I want to get along well with you.

Owen: I don't want to. As if I would go.

Cain: Uhmm okay, that's good then! I actually don't want to get along with you either, but I have to do this because my lord is here. Lucky for me that you refused me first.

Owen: Oh? So you actually don't want to get along with me?

Cain: Yeah, why should I want to get along with you? You took my eyeball.

Owen: Ha ha, what a pitiful Sir Knight.

Owen: Then I will reluctantly join this mixer. Let's get close to each other, shall we?

Cain: Is that so?! Thank you, Owen!

Owen: Huh?

Cain: That's good for you, Arthur.

Owen: What does this mean?

Cain: Everyone, let's join in the fun!

Owen: Hey? Hey!

Arthur: I see!

Speaking of which, the Sage told me once…in mixer, people are supposed to have some special events.

Rutile: Special events?

Mithra: No matter what those are, it’s not a problem for me

Arthur: I don't know the specific details. Let's try to find out.

Rutile: I think I have an idea! (Rutile starts singing)

Rutile: Why do you want to drink? Why do you want to drink? Because you want to drink, so you drink!

(T/n: He is singing a parody of なんで持ってんの, a japanese drinking song)

Arthur: *confused voice* W-what song is that?

Rutile: This is the kind of song everyone sings at the beginning of a mixer.

Cain: Somehow, it feels like I’ve heard it somewhere before.

Rutile: Really? I created this song, though.

Cain: Really? But it sounds a bit familiar… Anyway, since we have songs, there should also be dances, right? Like dancing in pairs at a ball.

Arthur: That sounds appropriate! Perfect for social occasions to celebrate new encounters.

Owen: So how about this?

Owen: We play a game where one person acts as the king and the rest are retainers who follow the king's orders.

Cain: This game might not be suitable for this event, right?

Owen: …it isn’t?

Cain: It could make the atmosphere tense. It doesn’t seem like a social game.

Rutile: Although it sounds fun, I don’t think it's suitable for social gatherings.

Owen:…Hmmm, whatever.

Arthur: So, what dishes do you think should be served at the party?

Rutile: Dishes, huh? If there’s a grand feast at the mixer, the atmosphere will be livelier.

Cain: You must be hungry, Rutile. How about roasting a whole pig or something?

Arthur: Sounds like the mixer will be quite lively.

Rutile: It does sound that way! A roasted whole pig would be nice at a mixer.

Owen: Hey, how about this?

Mixing a hot sauce puff into a plate of sweet puffs filled with thick cream.

Cain: Absolutely not. That's a terrible idea.

Owen: Why?

Cain: Well, it's just not feasible. People who eat the hot sauce puff would be in for a bad time. This is meant to be a rare opportunity to meet new friends, and doing this would definitely make the atmosphere tense.

Owen: …Wouldn’t that make everything surprisingly lively though?

Cain: No, absolutely not. This would make it difficult to warm up the atmosphere. Think about it carefully— putting hot sauce in the puff for people to eat. It's going to be very tense, I'm telling you.

Rutile: I would certainly feel nervous…

Owen: Hmmm, whatever.

Snow: Ah, now I remember!

Rutile: What is it, Lord Snow?

Snow: Dear Sage mentioned a "first impression" game that seems to be held at the mixer.

Rutile: A game of first impressions?

Snow: Yes, for example, a question like "Who looks the gentlest here, or the richest person," and then you point to someone intuitively.

Snow: I hope everyone points to me when being asked "Who is the cutest person here?"

Oz: He just blurts out his wish.

Mithra: I definitely don't think you're the cutest person. If you asked who the scariest person is, I'd probably point to you.

Snow: I'm not scary. I'm obviously very cute.

Rutile: Very cute, indeed. But since we’ve met before, it might be difficult to judge as if it were the first time.

Snow: No worries. If it's just for a short time, I can erase your memory!

Mithra: Hah?

Owen: Erase memory?

Snow: Noscomnia.

Snow: Great, now we can play the first impression game!

Snow: Okay, after preparing, let’s point out who the cutest person here is.

Arthur: What just happened?

Mithra: What kind of terrifying magic was just used?

Owen: Step any closer, and I'll kill you.

Owen: Cuore-- Mithra: Arthi-- Oz: Voz--

Snow: Wait, wait, don't be so excited yet

Mithra: What do you mean?

Owen: Who are you?

Oz: Voz–

Snow: I said wait! Now everyone is playing the First Impression game.

Rutile: First Impression game?

Snow: Yes, it is to determine who the cutest person here is in the first impression.

Cain: Hold on a minute, I don't remember anything, not even you or myself.

Snow: Well, don't worry about that.

Cain: Don't worry?!

Snow: Yeah, don't stress about it, it's no big deal.

Cain: Is it really okay?

…Well, I suppose it is!

Rutile: Great, I don’t remember anything either, so I feel relieved to hear you say that.

Mithra: What's going on? That boy's complete lack of any sense of crisis is making me irrationally angry. My stomach seems to be hurting too.

Rutile: Oops, brother over there, do you have a stomachache?

Drink some hot potion to soothe your stomach, it'll help. I'll warm it up for you now.

Ah, but... T/n: Usually Rutile calls Mithra "Oji-san," but he's addressing Mithra as "Onii-san" now.

Mithra: What's the matter?

Rutile: This potion is very bitter. Brother, can you handle it? Will it be difficult for you?

Mithra: Not a problem. If need be, I can even eat grass.

Rutile: Ha ha, you're quite the wild one.

My first impression of you, brother, is that you're a very wild person.

Mithra: Ah, thank you.

My first impression of you is that of a careless person.

Snow: Look like someone knows how to play the game already!

Arthur: Hm? If you look closely, you two have the same eye color.

Cain: Ah, you are talking about me?

Owen: Me?

Rutile: That's right. Maybe you guys are brothers?

Ah, I feel like I have a brother too.

Cain: Do I have a brother?

*look at Owen* Can I call you big bro then?

Owen: What a joke. First of all, how could I have a brother with such weak magic power?

Besides, just from the appearance point of view, my hair color is similar to that guy’s.

Arthur: Are you talking about me?

Owen: Your magic power is pretty strong. Maybe we really are brothers.

Arthur: …Big Brother!

Owen: What's wrong~

Oz: Wrong…!

Arthur: Ah. Oz: That’s definitely wrong, although I don’t know why. Arthur: You over there… Oz: …Are you talking to me?

Arthur: …Sir, you have been silent until now.

Can you say a little more? That way we can get to know your personality better. Maybe the cutest person here is you.

Oz: I have nothing to say to you.

Arthur: Why?

Oz: *Silence* Because I have nothing to say.

Arthur: But why?

Oz: *Longer silence* Because I don't have anything to say so I won't say—

Arthur: Why—!

Snow: So, you guys have nothing to say. Okay, I get it! Let's begin! When I ask who the cutest person here is, everyone points to me.

Mithra: Isn't this cheating?

Snow: Humph! Forget it, let's not ask you; let's ask the spirits of this land.

(Snow asked who is the cutest, who is the noblest, who is the sexiest, and who is liked by animals. The audience responded with Snow, Arthur, Mithra, and Owen. After that, Snow returns memories to everyone.)

Arthur: Where are we?

Owen: Feels like there's a gap in my memory...

Cain: And I feel like I just had a strange dream...

Snow: Ha ha, the first impression game was so much fun!

Oz: I don't remember anything...

Cain: I want to join in too.

Snow: But you already participated.

Cain: Eh? I did? My memory's a bit fuzzy.

Owen: Too bad for you, then.

Snow, did you cast some strange magic on us?

Arthur: I feel like Owen and I were brothers...

Oz: Wrong.

Snow: Ha ha! That was so fun!

Mithra: So, what about the mixer to celebrate our encounter? Is this the end?

Arthur: No, it's not over yet. It's been a while since we last met.

Let’s reminisce about the events from when we first met until now.

Mithra: Are we talking about my heroic deeds?

Arthur: Mithra, Owen, Lord Oz, Cain, Rutile, Lord Snow, and our other esteemed comrades. And let's not forget the heroic deeds of our dear Sir Sage.

Cain: From the Ancient Birds and Beasts to the Resurrected City of the Dead. Three monsters attacking Granville Castle. And the perilous adventures in the Western Kingdom.

Rutile: Too many to recount. Let's share our stories tonight as we delve into the memories we share with the Sage.

Owen: There might be some pages I'd rather forget completely though.

Arthur: Even so, these are the nostalgic scenes that shape who we are. No matter how embarrassing or heartbreaking they may be, let's hold them dear in our hearts. Like precious friends, let's cherish those dark pages with tenderness.

Oz: That’s just like you, who is good at loving others.

Arthur: It's thanks to you, Lord Oz, and the watchful eyes of everyone else, that I'm able to do this. Now, everyone! Let's prepare some warm black tea and sweets. Get ready for our trip down memory lane, with the sound of fireworks and the music we love, while listening to everyone's laughter.

--- END ---

#mahoutsukai no yakusoku #mahoyaku #translation #owen #cain knightley #Mithra #Rutile Flores #Arthur #Everything is cute

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I'm so very late to the party but finally finished listening to TGCF audio drama season 1, love how intense the last two episodes are :3 Here are some incoherent thoughts about some of the episodes I haven't talked about:

Episode 12: It occurred to me when I'm listening to this episode that the ghosts of Ghost City are always so lively and bubbly, always laughing and flirting and teasing, when most of them must've had a tragic life story with unresolved misfortunes that caused them to turn into ghosts in the first place. Their high spirits feels incongruous with their tragic past, but maybe it's because they're happier as ghosts than as humans?

There's a ghost called 红粉骷髅 (literally "skeleton of beautiful woman") in this episode that finds afterlife much more liberating and satisfying than life itself, as she recites the following poem when she's dancing: "I danced for others in life, nobody buried my bones when I died; I sing for myself after death, my beauty moves the netherworld."

(The name 红粉骷髅 actually comes from a Buddhist story where the Bodhisattva Guanyin turns into a beautiful woman to make love to men but would suddenly turn into a skeleton in the process, scaring the men into realising that the most alluring beauty in the world is but ashes and bones and ghastly in death, and that they shouldn't give in to temptations.)

Episode 13: Hua Cheng tells Xie Lian that he doesn't look at the wishes of his believers and just throws them away because he doesn't care about being worshipped. This just shows the difference between Hua Cheng and Jun Wu: although they both desire power, Hua Cheng only wants power in himself and over his own fate, while Jun Wu wants power over others. The conversation between HC and XL is as follows:

HC: It's better to help yourself than ask the help of others. If you want to climb out of the abyss, what use is it to look to others? Others won't come to save you every time.

XL: That's why you need gods.

HC: But if everyone counts on the god, what about the god? Wouldn't the god get tired?

XL: But you must have many believers. If you turn a blind eye to their prayers, won't they consider you to be ineffectual?

HC: I didn't ask them to worship me, they kneeled before me without my permission. Besides, only those who happen to have their wishes granted would dare to talk about it - those who don't wouldn't dare to complain.

Episode 17: Xie Lian tells Lang Qianqiu that he named his sword technique which he uses to break up a clash by diverting all the harm to himself "wuming" (meaning "nameless") - a fitting name because the technique is about the negation of the self, and sacrificing oneself to endure it all. "Wuming" is also the name Hua Cheng took when he followed Xie Lian after the fall of Xianle and eventually sacrificed himself to protect Xie Lian.

Episode 18: When Xie Lian worries that telling Lang Qianqiu the truth would make Lang Qianqiu question everything XL taught him and cease to be the courageous and honourable person that he is, Hua Cheng asks XL to trust in LQQ's innate moral strength. I like what HC said to XL about LQQ:

"If you value him so much, then why can't you trust him? Trust that since he's the one you chose, he won't lose himself in hatred and will eventually do what he should do, even though he once wanted to destroy the whole world out of hate."

HC is asking XL to have faith in LQQ the same way that HC has always had faith in XL.

There's also something I wonder about the situation between Xie Lian and Lang Qianqiu. LQQ's parents were murdered by the resentful ghosts of the people of Xianle, and XL took the blame for the Gilded Banquet massacre because he didn't want LQQ to think that he tried to save those resentful ghosts in vain, that LQQ's good will towards the resentful ghosts was met with hatred and revenge. But has it occurred to XL that his own supposed "betrayal" would've hurt LQQ equally much? Would LQQ really feel better if instead of the resentful ghosts, it's his teacher whom he admired and respected so much that had betrayed him?

#I'm back sorry for disappearing again #tgcf #tgcf audio drama #xie lian #hua cheng #lang qianqiu

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I Didn't Mean To Haunt You

Chapter III - Sisyphus

Summary : Suliman makes the spirit realize something about itself and the curse it bears. You find yourself feeling more down than usual.

Word Count : 5.3k

Warnings : Suicidal ideation, uncomfortable touching because it's Suliman, lol.

Pairings : Gojo Satoru/Reader, Geto Suguru/Reader, Everyone/Reader (Reverse Harem)

Cross-posted on Ao3

A/N : Hiya! Back with another short chapter. I'm posting this one early because I'll be away next week and won't update for 2 weeks. I'll be active on Tumblr as always, though! As an apology for my going away, you get more Satoru and Suguru this chapter! Enjoy, please let me know what you think of this chapter, I love reading your comments and they motivate me. (I see your comments ladies, and they make me smile - I'm lurkin' and I'm stalkin' when you least expect it-) (please someone get this reference, I'm embarrassed now)

Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain. ~Alice In Wonderland

Even after two or three weeks of back and forth blood tests, physical tests, psychological tests and even more tests , the initial shock that the spirit’s heart no longer belonged to itself didn’t wear off. It seemed that it checked its pulse every alternating hour, just to confirm that it truly wasn’t there. And each time without fail, there would be a lack of thumping underneath its shaky fingertips.

The missing heart didn’t seem to stop any normal biological workings of its body, however. Sweat still formed underneath its palms, blood still pumped throughout its body, but it was a mystery as to how. Even with all the lingering questions at the back of its mind, the spirit was too afraid to ask, scared that there would be a possibility that it would learn something it would rather not know in the first place.

It spends most of its time looking outside the window of its locked room. With every day that passes, it starts to resemble a prison cell more and more. The spirit would never imagine it would long for its old life, shrouded in naivety and unknowing of the current horrors it now faces. It feels melodramatic as it reminisces; stop complaining, you got what you deserved, a nasty voice says at the back of its mind . Why didn’t it just stay with its kind instead? Why did it have to wonder what the other side looked like? It spends most hours chastising itself for how stupid it was for shaking a dirty human’s hand.

Said-dirty human unlocks the door to the spirit’s room, a small smile playing upon her lips. Dreading that Suliman is gathering it for another test, it cowers into the furthest corner of its bed, shoulders raised up to its ears as it tries to make itself seem as small as possible, as if it could make itself vanish into thin air, but the glare it sends her is deadly.

“Oh, don’t give me that,” she says, sitting down on the bed, hands neatly folded over her lap. “I come bearing good news.”

What you consider good news is terrible news for me, it thinks to itself, teeth grinding together.

“You’ll be allowed outside today,” Suliman wistfully looks outside the window, peering down and observing the garden outside.

That makes its eyes widen by a slight margin. It doesn’t remember the last time it felt the sun on its bare skin, nor the soft breeze enveloping it with a soft caress. Hell, it doesn’t even recall when it last smelled fresh air.

It realizes a moment too late that it gave too much of a reaction to the woman in front of it. She squints her eyes as the smile on her face grows, unnaturally so, pleased with herself. Too trusting, too expressive. Get a hold of yourself.

“Follow me,” she beckons it to follow as she gets up from the bed, taking slow steps out of the doorway as she leads it down the dimly lit hallway.

The spirit notices that there’s a new painting adorning one of the once-empty spaces along the wall; a picturesque illustration of a landscape made up of yellow sand and brown dead grass, with short trees with skinny stumps and lots of foliage. It can’t help but wonder where this location is. Its eyes scour the small details of the painting, noticing each brushstroke and dot that the artist left behind in their wake. The oranges and blues of the sky mix together, creating a beautiful sunset. At the bottom of the frame sits a golden plaque.

South Malawi… it reads the words in its head. Wonder where that is.

A shove to its shoulder from one of the men standing behind it pulls the spirit from its daydreaming, and begrudgingly, it continues to follow Suliman from behind. It knows it shouldn’t take the opportunity to go outside for granted, but it can’t help but think this is another one of her big schemes that will only cause pain and grievance.

The small group makes their way to the impressive greenhouse, and though it has passed through it multiple times by now, it still can’t help but admire the humongous banana plant that nearly reaches the top of the archway of the glass ceiling. It can see that it is flowering, the pastel pink of the flower’s petals contrasting against the vibrant green of the plant’s huge leaves. The spirit doesn’t know if it’s Suliman who takes care of this herself, or if she has a team of gardeners for it, but either way it holds a small smidge of respect to whoever upkeeps the greenhouse.

Right before they reach the exit of the greenhouse, Suliman stops and turns to face the spirit.

“I expect that you’ll behave and listen to what I tell you to do,” she says, eyes boring into its own. “If you don’t, I’ll be very disappointed.” Code-word for ‘I have no problem tossing you back into that room where you first woke up and letting you rot.’

Anxiously, it subtly nods that it will obey her. As badly as it wants to turn tail and run, the spirit knows that there is a high chance that whatever plan it tries to pull will inevitably backfire on it.

With that, the shaman smiles again with an air of satisfaction before she opens the doors.

Immediately, a small breeze brushes against its face, as if the wind is welcoming it back outdoors. The spirit inhales deeply, the smell of dewy grass hitting its nostrils – the garden must’ve been recently watered. It’s early in the evening, the sun barely starting to set, so most people are inside preparing dinner, leaving Suliman, the spirit, and her small group of men to themselves. There are a few small bats starting to fly haphazardly from tree to tree, the afternoon light casting cool shadows along the ground.

Suliman leads it through the gardens, her hands brushing through the neatly-trimmed foliage and stroking delicate flower petals. If she were anyone else, the spirit would think that this is the image of pure innocence, of embracing the natural beauty of the world, but in reality, it is anything but. Instead, this is the image of despicable ugliness, manipulation that can rot someone’s bones deep to their core.

They arrive at an expanse of land that remains untouched by the gardeners, void of trees and any shrubbery. With a wave of her hand, the group of men stop walking, hanging back and staying still along the path of the gardens. Their cold eyes stay locked onto the spirit, analyzing each breath it takes.

Meanwhile, Suliman continues to take a few steps forward, putting a fair amount of distance between her and the spirit. Her lips move as she moves her hands to form a symbol that it doesn’t recognize, familiar dark and wispy tendrils that once covered its arm being erected from the ground.

It immediately takes a few steps back, arms raising defensively in front of itself, fists clenched in case the shaman tries to attack it again. Instead, a smirk plays upon her lips, and with another quick motion of her hands, the tendrils move to wrap around themselves, slowly shaping into what looks like a scarecrow; black and purple shadowy arms outstretched with skinny stump-like legs to keep it standing upright.

When the weird scarecrow doesn’t show any sign of moving, the spirit’s shackles slightly lower, but its muscles are still tense in unease. It casts a confused look in Suliman’s direction, who approaches the spirit and steps behind it, her hand coming up to move its right bicep to raise again, this time to aim at the tendrils. Her other hand wraps around its waist, making dread and nausea pool in the familiar pit at the bottom of its stomach. It swallows down the rising bile at the back of its throat, eyes trying to focus on the scarecrow in the distance. Her touch makes its skin crawl, and it's almost considering ripping it off.

Suliman hooks her chin over its shoulder, gaze boring into the side of its head. The hand resting on its waist trails up the side of its rib, making goosebumps erupt along its skin, before it latches onto its chin, turning its head to face her. Her unnaturally soft skin seems like sandpaper against its own, making it swallow back the uncomfortable amount of spittle gathering in its mouth. When did it become so powerless?

“I want you to destroy that,” her eyes flit over to the scarecrow. “Use your fire.”

With that, she retreats to observe from behind, hands clasped together in expectation.

Its eyes drift back to the target in front of it. It knows from previous experience that if it tries anything with its other abilities, they won’t reply to its first initial pull until it does it again, but that only results in agonizing pain. What’s to say this won’t be different?

The spirit takes a quick glance back to the shaman looming behind it. Her eyes are almost closed from the large grin that stretches across her face. Everything about her is just… wrong. Unfortunately, it can’t afford to piss her off unless it wants to get locked in that cellar once again.

It takes a deep breath to steel itself, thumb pressing against its middle finger, closing its eyes to focus on singling out the cursed energy that surely must be enemating from the tendrils. Strangely enough, it feels nothing. Attributing it to its nervousness around Suliman, the spirit tries harder to concentrate, but there’s still a lack of cursed energy in the air. Very strange; a woman of her power should surely be exuding large amounts of it, especially the offsprings of her unintelligible technique, but there seems to be a void instead. Her control must be absolutely phenomenal, it thinks to itself.

No matter – after countless years of being deaf, its other senses have become impossibly more refined. Its eyes can pick out details that others cannot see from long distances, and for its ability to actually hit anything, it must know precise measurements. In the case of the scarecrow, it stands exactly fifty-four meters away from the spirit.

With a quick snap of its right hand, sparks emerge from the tips of its fingers, a hot beam of fire emerging and darting towards the target at high speeds, engulfing it in bright unnatural blue and cyan flames. When the flames and smoke dissipate a few seconds later, all that is left is a pile of ashes laying in the grass.

The spirit felt absolutely no pain.

But…

“Isn’t it amazing, what a blazing fire can decimate in a matter of mere seconds?” Suliman immediately invades its view, interrupting its slowly dawning horror. “You are gifted with such immense power… you could destroy anything that stands in your path.”

The insinuation that she has something else on her mind isn’t lost on it, but the spirit quickly backs away from her, trying to put a safe amount of distance between the two. Another snap of its fingers, and it summons a small flame on the tip of its index finger. Blue and cyan. It gets snuffed out as quickly as it came.

The nausea seems to take over again; the flames aren’t as hot as they originally used to be and are a completely different colour. It’s an unfamiliar feeling to manipulate fire that feels like it doesn’t belong to itself, like the element knows its own existence is wrong. Hot white anger pulses through the spirit, teeth grinding together as its jaw clenches painfully hard. How dare she reduce it to this? How dare she manipulate its very being this way? She’ll pay. It will destroy her and everything she’s worked for. The spirit still has its fire, it will make sure it decimates everything here. She’ll fucking regret the day she met this spirit–

Searing pain courses from its left arm and spreads throughout its entire body, making it double over, heaving and gasping shallow breaths of air. As it tries to recuperate itself, it sees Suliman crouch down to meet its eyes, tilting her head as if to taunt it further.

“Sorry, did I forget to mention…?” She says, grey eyes lighting up in morbid glee. “You better learn how to control that anger, spirit. What is it that Mark Twain said… oh, I know! Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured. Or something along those lines– honestly, he never interested me very much.”

Her gaze trails down to the spirit’s left arm, and its own follows. Underneath the short silk wrap, it notices that the curse mark has peeked through the fabric. Did the fabric move when it snapped its fingers…? Wait, no–

“–It’s spreading,” Suliman finishes its thought process.

Just when it felt a flicker of hope at the prospect of being able to use its fire to ruin this god forsaken place, it all comes crumbling back down. There is no winning against this cruel shaman and whatever demented curse that has been placed upon it.

“Well, that’s enough for today. It’s getting late,” she says, waving a simple gesture at the men on standby. They immediately make their way over, surrounding her and the spirit as they force it to walk forward back towards the greenhouse. “I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson.”

As the sun sets behind them, the spirit can’t help but think it would rather die than be here.

It yearns to let itself rot in the ground and let go.

It’s been about a week or so since you have seen any of the other students around campus. You would like to assume it’s the higher-ups doing it on purpose, trying to isolate you from the rest of them, but in reality you know that it’s you doing this to yourself. You’ve barely left your dorm room, spending your days moping in bed instead. For some reason, the nightmares have been getting worse. Though you used to be able to go for days without sleep, it doesn’t seem to apply to you now.

Your hands tremble, muscles weak and face dripping with sweat every time you wake up violently from whatever nightmare you were having. It’s enough to drain you for the rest of the day. Instead of going outside and training or doing anything else to distract yourself from it, you stare at the wall in front of you, eyes unfocused and mind anywhere but the present.

The lack of sleep makes the pain in your arm more bothersome than ever, but you can’t find it in yourself to care enough to take the shitty medication Yaga gives you. It sits untouched on the nightstand beside your bed.

It doesn’t help that you’ve also barely eaten, only having a few snacks that you keep in one of the drawers in the room and some water when you feel like you can stomach it. You had just enough energy today to take a shower for the first time in nearly a week, so maybe you’ll be able to actually eat a meal this evening.

You currently lay down on your side, back facing the doorway and gazed fixed upon the blank wall that the bed is pressed up against. Your hair is still damp from the shower you took an hour ago (you couldn’t be bothered to dry it), strands of hair staining the pillowcase with water. Your arms are left uncovered, clean bandages laying on the floor, exposing the curse mark and old scars that run along the length of them.

It felt like just when you thought things could start to look up, life always threw you in for another loop, no matter how hard you tried and continued to try. There were days where this bothered you more than usual, and some days where you just didn’t care enough, feeling completely numb. At least when you pretended to be happy, putting on a nice smile and ignoring the constant nagging voice at the back of your mind, you could imagine what it would be like to feel normal for once.

There’s a sudden large palm that gently touches your back, making you suck in a deep breath and flinch away, quickly turning your head to face whatever was disrupting your peace. Wide eyes lock onto dark brown ones, the familiar sight of Yaga greeting you instead of an enemy.

“ Sorry,” the teacher signs, immediately retracting his hand, opening his mouth to speak. “I tried to grab your attention, but you weren’t responding . ”

Immediately, you break eye contact and shake your head.

“ It’s fine, ” you move your hands lazily in reply.

Yaga takes in the sight; messy unkempt hair sticks up at awkward angles, your eyes are impossibly sunken in, and there’s a shake to your hands when you sign. The brunette sighs out deeply, disappointed that he didn’t catch onto this sooner.

“Come with me, let’s get you out of this room,” he says.

You can’t look directly at him, but you can’t tear your eyes away from his lips, either. I don’t want to, you think to yourself, I don’t want to go out there right now. I want to stay here. Leave me alone.

“You can’t stay in here and rot in bed all day, it’s not good for you. At least come with me to prepare some tea,” Yaga refuses to leave you alone in this state of mind, having become familiar with it by this point. There are bad days, and then there are worse days.

Empty, droopy eyes look back at him, not a single trace of emotion across your face. You know he won’t leave until he gets what he wants – you remember the time Yaga dragged you out of the room by the feet as you threw a tantrum – and resolutely shuffled your body to get out of bed.

Satisfied, Yaga stands up, extending a hand that you don't accept. Instead, you take the bandages laying on the floor and wrap them around to cover both arms individually. Though they’re loose, you don't want to be touched by anyone right now. Even though it’s not cold enough, you take an oversized hoodie and put it on, the loose sleeves barely touching the bandages. You’re already wearing some soft baggy sweatpants and fuzzy socks on your feet.

Without exchanging any words or signs, Yaga leads you out of the room after you put your shoes on. You don't bother looking up, either, too wrapped up in your own self-pity to really care enough about what he may have to say to you.

There’s a communal kitchen in the dormitories, and the teacher must’ve passed through before visiting your room because there are already two mugs full of piping hot green tea set on the table. Slowly, you both sit down across from each other.

For a solid twenty minutes, you don’t talk. Both of you slowly sip on your tea, letting the taste comfort you. You feel your muscles start to loosen up, though you can’t tell if it’s from exhaustion catching up or from the relaxed state the drink puts you in.

Yaga doesn’t ask any questions about what is running through your mind, knowing he won’t get an answer. When you are in this state, you tend to keep everything close to your chest; whether it’s because you want to, or because you don't know where to start or what to say is unknown to the both of you. For lack of a better term, you shut down.

Instead, he decides to take your mind off of things.

With a tap to the table to grab your attention, Yaga puts his cup down.

“I got approval from the elders to send you out on a mission with my students,” he says.

Your eyebrows lightly raise in surprise. You weren't expecting them to fold that quickly, even though it took a few weeks.

“They’ll be sending you all out tomorrow,” he takes the last sip left of his tea. “I want you to be very careful, don’t unleash anything that will make them lose their minds.”

You nod, feeling the swell of determination blossom in your chest. “ I won’t let you down. ”

Yaga slightly tilts his head to the side, the corners of his mouth quirking up very subtly.

“When have you ever?”

You look down at your empty mug. Just now? When I could barely manage to get out of bed, like usual? I let my emotions get the better of me again, I’ve become weak. It’s an endless cycle. I’m so tired.

Instead of acknowledging any of these thoughts anymore, you look back up at your friend, sending him a tired smile, one that you hope comes across as genuine.

“Nevertheless, stay alert and please take care of my students for me,” the teacher says, rising from his chair. “And go take a walk before the sun sets today.”

He doesn’t see you rolling your eyes behind his back as he walks away – he acts too much like a father sometimes. However, you decide to listen to Yaga anyway; a walk will do you some good.

After putting your empty cup in the dishwasher, you stuff your hands in the pocket of your hoodie, making your way outside. It’s more cloudy than usual today, the sun barely peeking through the dark clouds, but that doesn’t deter you. You take slow steps as you try to enjoy a leisurely stroll around campus. There doesn’t seem to be a single soul around today, probably staying inside just in case it starts raining.

It’s been a long time since you have lived in isolation away from everyone besides the man who took you in, so you don't feel lonely as you walk down the pathway by yourself, but you have to admit that it feels like something is missing. Though you had only interacted with Yaga’s students a handful of times, they had a certain energy they brought to the room, one that couldn’t be replicated on its lonesome. Geto, Gojo and Shoko always freely joke around each other, complimenting each other’s personalities perfectly.

You find yourself yearning for that connection that they have with each other.

You look up ahead, feet dragging along the ground as you notice a figure sitting underneath the shadows of a large tree, lost in their own world. The pure white hair is unmistakingly Gojo’s, who seems to be alone for once, not surrounded by his entourage of friends. He seems to be looking down at something in his lap, and you decide to approach him.

Gojo hears your footsteps on the pavement before he sees you, peering through his glasses to look at you.

“Wow, you look like shit,” he says.

Direct to the point as always.

You simply nod in reply. Too exhausted to think about Gojo’s discomfort surrounding the cursed spirit situation, you sit down next to him, back pressed against the thick trunk of the tree. Your shoulders are nearly touching, but you make sure to lean back just far enough once you notice the proximity.

You observe Gojo’s face from the side for a moment, noticing the furrow of his brows and the tired look in his eyes hiding behind the pair of sunglasses. If you were in any other state of mind, you might say that the white-haired man looks sad , but you quickly shake that thought out of your mind. Him, being sad? He’s the most arrogant and extroverted person here, always surrounded by someone. And yet…

Gojo closes the book resting in his lap when he notices you trying to take a subtle peek at what he was reading. There’s a strange leaping sensation in your throat as you see the cover.

Why is he reading a book about sign language?

The white-haired man tries to shuffle the book out of your sight, putting his large hands over it and turning to face you slightly.

“Can I help you?” He asks, and shit, you can’t tell if he’s joking or being sarcastic now that his eyes are covered by the pitch-black sunglasses.

You shrug awkwardly, shaking your head no.

“Wait, no, try signing instead,” Gojo says, turning his body slightly to face you more. You raise an eyebrow, but obey him anyway.

“ Seemed like you could use some company, ” you sign.

Gojo stares at him for a moment, brows furrowing, before he shakes his head, looking absolutely stumped. “Nope, I got nothing.”

Not entirely surprised, you point from the book to him. Why do you have this in the first place?

He huffs, sunglasses dropping down to the tip of his nose, bright blue eyes averting to look anywhere but at you.

“I gotta know when you’re talking shit about me,” he says, crossing his arms. “Plus, sensei seems to be super keen on trying to get you to join us for missions, so I have to understand you somehow. You can’t fight and write in that dumb notebook of yours at the same time.”

Though you can’t speak in the first place, you find yourself speechless. Or motionless, in this case . Gojo was so rude on your first meeting, shackles raised and ready to fight you at any moment, yet here he is now, determined to try to pick up sign language faster than any other person you have ever known… though he words it in his own strange way.

Unable to formulate a reply, you give him a soft smile, one that you know you don't need to fake.

The white-haired male doesn’t speak any further until he looks down at the book, moving his hands off of it to open it again, then looking back up at you, whose eyes are already on his lips.

“Teach me how to sign my name.”

So, for the next twenty minutes, you teach Gojo how to fingerspell his name, the latter catching on rather quickly. Of course he’s naturally good at sign language , you think to yourself somewhat bitterly.

Gojo’s blue eyes are uncovered at this point, sunglasses resting on top of his head as he brings his entire focus to the lesson at hand. He seems strangely invested, nodding his head vigorously as you sign your own name, then a common greeting.

His attention is finally diverted to something behind you. Gojo waves at the person with a small grin stretched across his face. Curious, you turn around, seeing Geto approach the duo.

“Hey guys, what’re you doing over here?” He asks, taking a seat in the grass in front of the two of you, legs crossed. He notices the book in Gojo’s hand. “Sign language?”

“Yeah,” The latter shrugs nonchalantly.

Geto grabs the book from off his friend’s lap, flipping through the pages. Wondering what the pictures look like, you move over to peer over Geto’s shoulder and take a glance at them. The raven-haired man tilts his head slightly to the side to allow for a better view, pausing at a specific page.

“Ohh, look, they have signs for animals,” he smiles.

An image of an unhealthy black betta fish sits right next to another of a pure white one with healthy fins. There’s a smaller picture of a red and white koi fish underneath both of them, rolled over on its back. Next to the images are illustrations of hand signals, with the names and meanings written next to them.

“This is how you sign fish, right?” He asks, turning to look at you. You suddenly notice how close your faces are to each other, but neither of you make a move to change that as you nod, pointing to the black fish.

“Sad fish, ” you sign, then point to the other one. “ Happy fish. ” Then, the red and white one. “ Dead fish.”

All three of you suddenly deadpan.

“Did you seriously pick up a kid’s book on sign language?” Geto turns his head up to look at Gojo.

“They didn’t have any other available books, sue me!” He immediately exclaims in defense, yanking the book back. “There weren’t many sign language books.”

“Kinda morbid for a kid’s book, don’t you think?”

“It’s never too early to learn about mortality!” He says with a gleeful smile spread across his face before reading through the pages again.

You huff in amusement before you get nudged by Geto’s elbow, who looks at you expectantly.

“How do I sign my name?” He asks, the look in his eyes so soft that it makes you nervously look away for a second.

Another ten minutes pass as you teach them both how to sign each other’s name. You’re just about to move onto Shoko’s name when there’s a large flash of light that explodes from the dark grey clouds in the sky. Immediately, it starts pouring. Thick droplets of rain cascade and puddles are already forming in the divets in the ground.

“Oh shit – let’s go inside!” Gojo exclaims, lifting his shirt up to hide the book underneath it to protect it.

“Run, run ! Go!” Geto laughs, grabbing your wrist and heaving you up off the ground, the three of you immediately dashing through the storm to the dormitories. Your converse are completely soaked when the raven-haired man accidentally makes you run through a large puddle, but you can’t find it in yourself to care. The cold rain is so refreshing as it hits your skin, waking you up more than your blistering shower did this morning.

You look back at Gojo, who frantically scrambles behind the two of you to slam the door shut as the wind picks up, blowing rain into the entranceway of the building.

The three of you exchange looks with each other, taking in each other’s soaked appearances. Then, the two young men burst into laughter, you silently laughing, eyes crinkling as the smile spreads widely across your face. You can see Gojo and Geto’s shoulders shake from their sniggering.

Your clothes are anything but dry, sticking awkwardly to your skin with mud covering you head-to-toe, but it’s so amusing that you all just keep chortling at the situation.

“Wh– wait– what happened to the book?!” Geto asks his friend through bursts of chuckles.

Gojo reaches underneath his soaked shirt, pulling the book out; all the pages are crinkled, water dripping down the spine of it. He pouts, realizing it’s completely ruined.

“Aw man,” he whines. “It’s totally done for.”

Reluctantly, he throws it in the trash bin near the front door, knowing there’s nothing he can do to salvage it.

“Well,” Geto says after catching his breath, looking at the two of you. “Guess we gotta go dry off. I’m gonna go take a warm shower, that rain was freezing .”

Gojo’s already running back to his own room, waving a simple goodbye to them and leaving a trail of water in his wake.

Geto awkwardly throws a smile in your direction. “See you tomorrow, I guess?”

You nod in reply, grinning and doing a sideways peace sign. “ See you later.”

As the raven-haired man walks in the same direction that Gojo went, you steal a quick glance at the trash bin. You make your way over to it, peering inside, and hesitantly reach an arm inside of it, grabbing the book that was thrown away just mere moments ago.

You hold the book close to your chest, heading in the opposite way from where the two men disappeared into to go back to your own room, feeling a weird sense of satisfaction in the back of your mind.

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 7 months

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(GFL) AR Team singing Karaoke for their S/O

(AR Team) M4A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, M16A1, RO635

No one requested this, it popped into my head because the song in question is called "Machine Gun Kiss" from Yakuza. ...I'm ashamed I haven't thought of this sooner.

(M4A1) "Y-You want me to sing?"

(S/O) "Karaoke isn't supposed to be serious. You don't got to worry if you sound bad. It's all part of the experience! And it's only me here so just focus on having fun!"

Trusting S/O, she simply nodded with a smile and picked up the microphone and looked through the song choices.

(M4A1) "...Wow, this is quite the outdated machine. This looks like its from the 2010's!"

(S/O) "I guess the Commander likes things retro? Beats me."

Finally deciding on a song, she prepared her vocal module as the screen displayed the song.

...

STAR looks a bit bewildered when S/O hands her a microphone.

(ST AR-15) "I'm not sure this is a good idea."

(S/O) "It's just for fun! You don't have to do perfectly."

(STAR) "...Hm, alright. I suppose I'm interested in trying something new."

...

(SOPMOD) "AW HECK YEAH! Gimme that microphone and turn that STEREO UP!"

(S/O) "Hah, yes ma'am!"

SOPMOD was almost bouncing up and down in excitement, her eyes sparkling as soon as she heard the music begin.

...

(M16A1) "WHEW! Okay, got enough alcohol in me, let's do this! What kinda song you got for me?"

(S/O) "How's this?"

M16 smiled as soon as she saw the name.

(M16A1) "Hell yeah, put that in!"

RO twiddled her fingers.

(RO635) "I'm told that my singing is...not exactly the best, S/O."

(S/O) "Who cares what they say, we're here to have fun! Plus, if it makes it any better, I'm your only audience tonight!"

(RO635) "I...I don't know if it does, to be quite honest S/O."

She sighed, wryly smiling.

(RO635) "Keep this between us, okay?"

...

(M4A1) "O-Okay, here we go!" ... (ST AR-15) "Here goes nothing..." ... (SOPMOD) "OKAY, LET'S GET FIRED UP!" ... (M16A1) "Now we're talking, let's DO THIS!" ... (RO635) "I sing for you...!"

====

M4 sways her hips to the beat, her voice starting out soft as the lyrics begin.

"Midnight shadow evaporates Accelerate through this old highway city..."

====

STAR is still unsure, but seeing S/O clap along with the beat cheering her on was making her slowly more confident.

"Into the night, you by my side, your tear-stained eyes Rouge running down your cheek, but baby-"

====

SOPMOD was on board since the VERY second S/O brought it up, her voice flaring up as she sang, motioning her hands passionately.

"Tonight everything's all right As long as you're here next to me My sweet babe-"

====

Even though M16 was half a bottle of whiskey into the night, that did not stop her from being coherent enough to sing the lyrics, getting really into the spirit.

"Now let's let go of our Past and our future This night has room for only two, you and me"

====

RO was starting to have fun watching S/O's smile as she sang her heart out, finally letting go and committing fully into the song.

"So come and see, I'll show you paradise tonight!"

====

(M4A1) "Not just 1 kiss-" ... (ST AR-15) "-Not 2 kisses-" ... (SOPMOD) "-Not one hundred-" ... (M16A1) "-I've got a full-" ... (RO635) "-Clip of love for you, baby!" ... (M4A1) "Hold on to me and-" ... (ST AR-15) "-I swear I won't let go-" ... (SOPMOD) "-I'll never,- ... (M16A1) "-Let you slip-" ... (RO635) "-Away from me!" ... (M4A1) "Machine-" ... (ST AR-15) "-Gun-" ... (SOPMOD) "-Kiss-" ... (M16A1) "Let's-" ... (RO635) "-Just-!"

"FALL IN LOOOOOOOVE! WOOOAAAAAAH OH-OOOOOOOOOH!"

====

M4A1 was breathing heavily as her smile overtook her anxiety, S/O's clapping putting her in an even better mood.

(S/O) "That was great!"

(M4A1) "T-Thank you! Now, I believe it's your turn?"

====

(ST AR-15) "Whew, that song was a lot nicer than I expected."

(S/O) "You killed it, STAR!"

STAR smiled bashfully.

(ST AR-15) "Hm.~ Wanna give it a shot now?"

====

SOPMOD pumped her fists before raising them into the air.

(SOPMOD) "WOOO! YEAH! That song is awesome!"

(S/O) "Wanna go again?"

(SOPMOD) "You know it, get me another!"

====

M16 took another drink, wiping her mouth.

(M16A1) "Machine Gun Kiss, eh? Fitting song!"

(S/O) "You got really into it, M16!"

(M16A1) "Psh, I saw you singing along with me!"

====

RO put her hands together, looking at S/O.

(RO635) "H-How did I do?"

(S/O) "Just fine, did you have fun?"

(RO635) "I...I did, thank you!"

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howyouloveyourdragon · 1 year

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Hello. If you are taking requests, can you write to yandere husbands Gellert Grindelwald, Albus Dumbledore, Aberforth Dumbledore, Percival Graves, Severus Snape?

hi anon! thank you for the request, i hope you like it

i won't write great about the fantastic beasts characters because it's been a long time since i've seen it but i tried my best, i hope you enjoy! :)

Gellert Grindelwald

i feel like this man is possessive as hell

more of an isolating and protective yandere

he doesn't want anyone pressing a finger to any hair on your pretty little head

above all else he is driven and charismatic so after his obsession develops, he will immediately sneak in there and manipulate you

but he also wants you to depend on him, that way you will never leave

he wants to make you his whether or not you know it

he fills and indoctrinates you into think all muggles and wizards supporting them want to hurt you, that he's only trying to protect you because you're so special

he almost wants to curse you for gripping his heart so tightly, for controlling him without even knowing it

he has few qualms about killing in front of you but he'll try not to, just not very hard

when it comes to the wedding, he might try and convince you by inventing a false prophecy that if you don't he'll die

you wouldn't want to hurt him so, will you?

he doesn't like physically telling you how much he loves you, instead he'll say things like "We belong together." or "You're very special to me."

he does make an effort to keep you protected and feeling secure

and he doesn't like other people talking to you too much

if you also had a deep connection with Dumbledore then Grindelwald would make sure to server that tie, whispering lies about him wanting to betray or hurt you

as far as kids go I think he would them to keep his lock on you and to further his line but I'm not sure how deeply he would care for them

if any of them favoured your features however I think he would grow especially fond of those children in particular and teach their sibling to hold them in higher esteem

i think he would grow quite clingy over you, always keeping you on his arm when it's safe

Albus Dumbledore

this man already has a mischievous spirit and high charismatic presence so i feel like he could get you to trust him easily enough

after that he puts in all the works, fixating on you being in his life and drawing away for just long enough to keep you longing and missing him

he wants you to want him too, unlike some of the other yanderes who don't care so much about making your relationship real, he needs it

he would give you gifts in forms of sweets particularly so you associate them with him

he will insert himself into the most intimate parts of your life so you can't escape him

he doesn't want another lover to let him down like Gellert did so he manipulates what you can and can't do whether that be your friend suddenly avoiding you or you start feeling mysteriously ill out of nowhere

as a husband he is attentive and will likely bring you to live at hogwarts by his side, never leaving his sight

he doesn't lock you away though, he doesn't need to when he has you safely among the school

how much trouble can you get up to under his watchful eye?

he gets a certain thrill when there is danger about and you crawl into his protective hold

if you start teaching he will encourage it in fact, liking the way you integrate your lives together

as far as children goes he doesn't really want them, your always surrounded by them and watching grow, if you really want one then he won't mind you giving some extra support to some of the kids or being particularly parental but other than that he's not fussed

he is a regretful man and so i think he also makes a point to make sure none of those regrets include you even if his antics get quite obsessive, giving you flowers almost everyday and smothering you with affection as soon as he wakes up even if you're still asleep

if you ever died he would want to go with you and enjoy "the next great adventure" by your side

he doesn't intend to live without you

Aberforth Dumbledore,

in his school years that instead of negotiating, he preferred to settle things by duelling and combat

therefore i imagine he would approach this in a similar way

unlike his brother, he does not dedicate himself to winning your affection or charming you, he may very well attempt at developing a love potion or just take you away

he was not above using underhanded tactics against his foes and you would see this in how he interacts with you, for example he might use polyjuice potion to gain your trust in someone you are close with's body

he doesn't care how he gets you, just that he does get you

i think he could very well be a punishing yandere if you do not give in to him

as for the wedding i think he would want a small ceremony if any at all

potentially could use influencing spells such as the imperius curse if he won't get caught

i could see him wanting you to have a daughter with him so he could name her Ariana to honour his sister

whether or not you are a wizard/witch yourself, he is far more powerful than any other and he knows it

legilimency is frequent in your relationship, he doesn't see much point in asking you something if he can just know it already and the more he finds out the harder he falls, your thoughts infiltrating his brain is what fed his attraction to you in the first place

he will hold a grudge if you try to escape and will make the effort to make sure you watch while tied up as he blocks off every possible exit you could make

eventually his trust will be earned back but it might take a year or longer

Percival Graves

this one was a bit trickier because out of everyone i know the least about him but i think he would be a calculative yandere...precise

he is ambitious and serious

he does care about what you want and is willing to develop a romantic or platonic arrangement but he will always see you as his

if you're not married to him then you won't be married to anyone at all

he will trick people carrying romantic interest to you with rumours and lies about you until you come crying to him, he likes to comfort you and will do whatever it takes to feel your warm body in his arms

he will consistently take you to work events and slowly make you dependent and close with people connected to him and only him

he doesn't mind how long it takes until you get to the point where you accept his advances, he can wait

all because he knows it's necessary and once you are together then he will never have to work so diligently for it ever again

the wedding will seep of extravagance and he will keep the ceremony intimate

this is for you and him, no one else

he doesn't particularly care if people try and convince you to leave him, he dispels any of your worries by telling you they are poisoning your mind

he knows them better than you do, he assures, listen to him and no one else

he won't be a very bloody yandere i don't think

he's got too much at stake and he knows that if you ever found out about it then everything would be over

i don't know whether or not he would care for children, i think he would prefer to keep a small family

Severus Snape

this man has already lost one woman he believed himself to be in love with, he doesn't want to lose another one

and if anyone takes away the person he is infatuated with then there will be hell to pay

he has the dark lord on his side now but he is also a skilled potions master, if someone gets to close to you he can easily slip an extra helping into their cup or food of something less...appetising

enough to maim them seriously, maybe in an indistinguishable way

he will only resort to murder as a last stitch attempt

he can't lose you, he refuses to

he won't propose, he knows he won't accept no as an answer anyway and will force an agreement, perhaps threatening those you care about so he can keep you

as far as archetypes go i think he would be on the eliminating side of things

Lily chose James over him and so he simply won't give a choice this time

doesn't have the energy for such things

he doesn't have time for it and he's not lenient either

surprisingly he's not too possessive, he will keep a keen eye on the friends you choose but won't hurt them if he thinks he can trust them enough

he's not particularly fond of children so i don't think he would push the subject but if you wanted them i could see him begrudgingly complying

when he sees harry he is still furiously raging at the sight but it will be subdued if you have children of your own

i could see him locking you away once the war is started no matter what side he is on

Voldemort killed Lily, he will have no problem kill you too if you're on the side of the order

whichever side of the war you are on, so will he

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shinjisdone · 8 months

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Hey, I'm new to your page but I totally read your rules. Here is my request: Can you give me a headcanon of TP! Link and OoT Adult! Link reacting to their wife getting hurt by a theif. You can decide if the Link's are yandere.

OoT! Adult! Link and TP! Link reacting to their wife getting injured by a thief (possible Yandere scenarios)

OoT! Link:

I believe due to the circumstances he and Hyrule had to endure, this Link is very mature, paranoid and can be stoicly serious to the point that it might get self-destructive. After all, his and Zelda's mistakes they did as kids had cost the future of their home and loved ones. The paranoia comes from knowing there can be absolutely, terrible things in this world that can happen at any moment that are out of his control. Not even gods could stop Ganandorf so there isn't much that he could do either.

Hence why he is also so serious and mature - having been forced to grow up quickly and basically skip part of his life in order to even be capable to defeat evil. You can imagine how quickly he can turn 180°.

So when his dear wife is attacked, Link is quickly outflinging his sword. Darting his eyes left and right as he hunches in front of you and only talking when telling you to stay back.

Link can get awfully severe when innocent people are hurt...but it becomes so much more intense and scary when his beloved gets injured.

Yet...there is a sense of relieve when Link sees that it is only just a thief. He has dealt with many of that kind and while he does defeat them just as quickly and throughouly as any other opponent, at least it isn't something more dangerous.

There are all kinds of things in this world...time ripping friends apart...lost souls wandering the earth for revenge...an unstoppable moon daring to fall on a town and squash people's dreams...

So he feels relieved that it is only a thief.

Though he is sure to throw some insults at the criminal for daring to hurt his wife. Could it be that they were targeting you because of him?

There goes his paranoia again.

In fact, he might be on the look out for the next few days because of this. What if that wasn't a thief but something more? Days must pass and he would need your reassurance that everything will be fine and that you are fine for him to calm down.

A yandere OoT! Link, however...

Would throw the thief out of the house, questioning what they were thinking hurting his wife and that they will pay for it. He might challenge them to a duel only for the sake of wanting to hurt them but if they run off, he'll let them. Pathetic.

Will barge back in and mother and smother you like no other. This is his fault. He is supposed to be the Hero of Time yet he couldn't fully protect you from a mere thief. Link will stay by your side and on look out for days, paranoid while keeping and hugging you close while decrying himself.

He has lost so much...he will not lose you.

He is sure to make the thief regret everything if he ever sees them again...

TP! Link:

TP! Link is just as mature but a bit more trusting and softer than his ancestor in spirit.

He easily has a very caring nature from having grown up in an idyllic village filled with laughing children and tame, cute animals...

His sudden transformation into a wild beast though, left him a bit unsure of himself and frightened...he never thought he could get his old life back.

He also had faced the natural cruelty of this world he inhabits. The Twili, the monsters, what desperation can make people do, the vile hostility he experienced by his peers for being a wolf.

The world has hardened him but he refuses to cave into his fear and distrust of others. There will always be good people in this land.

Just as there will be bad ones...

Link is also quick to deal with a thief though he won't feel any relieve seeing a "mere" thief. Danger is danger and he won't let anything harm you.

There is a slight chance that, when you are in a safe place, that Link might talk to the thief and ask them what they were thinking. Their criminal actions caused someone to be injured...his wife...is that the kind of life they want?

However, if they aren't persuaded, Link is quick to deal with them or scare them off.

Will be sure to take care of your wound and pepper you with kisses everywhere EXCEPT the injury. He is a tad bit too afraid to hurt you accidentally.

Link refuses to have you do any work. As hardworking as he is naturally, he will go overboard with taking care of everyhing, including you. Will have you ride Epona when you need to go somewhere. Will only leave you be with him or trusted people to look out for you.

Naturally, Link will also grow more protective.

Yandere!TP! Link is much more ruthless when dealing with the thief. He won't even consider talking things out with this scum and only make them pay for hurting you.

If he feels especially hostile, he might attack them in wolf form.

I believe the more his yandere tendencies get out of control, he would show/manifest them all in his wolf form and truly become a beast then.

Link is not going to let you be hurt...

Will not let anyone BUT himself take care of you. It's less about distrusting others and more about feeling more assured that he is right there to care for you. He also believes he can do it much better than anyone else (even doctors, wow, petty much)

Hugs you tight and also peppers you with kisses but much more frequently. Is as soft as he can be as he somewhat...just slacks and leans against you, feeling disheartened that this happened in the first place. Like a loyal guard dog, he turns 180° at dangers, however.

Interesting request, hope you like it!

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vorish-wonderland · 6 months

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You're beginning to question the so-called "god" of your village... something about him just... isn't right.

Includes: soft/safe vore, imitation of a deity, isolation at the end, unwilling prey

★✦Lamb To The Slaughter...✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Something just isn't right about him... the "deity" that oversees your seaside village... there's definitely something up. You don't know what exactly, but... it's definitely... something.

He preforms these magical miracles... in fact, that was how your village began to see him as a god... you were in a famine a few years ago, ad he washed up on the shores of the beach. The people of your village had never seen anything like him before... and he helped the crops grow again.

He almost immediately accepted his new role as the god of your village... and he agreed to continue performing miracles for everyone... all he asked for in return was food.

Food... and sacrifices.

Oh yes. He was not a very... merciful god.

He eats anyone who defies him... whole, and alive...

And yet... he constantly claims to have everyone's best interest at heart... but if he did, wouldn't he, you know, not eat people he disagrees with?

Yeah. Something definitely isn't right with him. And you are going to find out.

How will you find out?

Simple.

You'll spy on him all day.

You see, the thing about this deity, Jade, is that he'll often take on a human form and roam about the village... performing his magical miracles, talking to the people of the village, building trust with them, making sure nobody questions him...

Today, you'll follow him around, like the other brainwashed worshippers that allow this strange human eel creature to eat their friends and families for no reason other than the fact that he made their crops grow one time... you'll prove once and for all he isn't the god he claims to be, he's not even a deity or a powerful spirit... you'll prove to your village, once and for all... that Jade is nothing but a fraud.

All day, all he does is walk around with the people who worship him, and get fed various foods by them... every now and again, someone will come to him with a problem or injury, and he'll help them...

"Oh, it's nothing, really~" He'll say to the person he helps... "There's no need to thank me so much, although I do quite appreciate it, fufufu..." He smiles to them, though it's unclear whether it's genuine or not. "All I ask for is some more food."

Unfortunately for you, you don't find anything incriminating all day... so, you have no choice but to see what he does at night, when he's completely alone...

You find yourself a nice hiding spot near the shoreline, somewhere you'll be able to hear him, but he won't be able to see you.

You watch as he undresses himself and steps into the ocean... his legs melt and give way to the slimy tail he usually has... it's a bit disturbing to watch, in all honesty, it's quite gruesome...

"Finally, peace and quiet." Jade says to himself... before someone who looks exactly like him pops out of the water.

"Heya, Jade~! Ahahaha, you look like you've been enjoying all that extra food you've been getting~"

"Good evening, Floyd. And yes, I have. Convincing these simple people that I'm a god was one of the best things I could've done~" Jade smiles to himself.

"Ehe, you're getting so squishy~! Ooo, maybe I should get Azul to come see you! Maybe seeing you like this would make him feel better about himself." Floyd snickers to himself as he pokes at Jade's face. "But y'know, I've been wondering... how did you convince all those people that you're an all-powerful deity~?"

"It's simple, really." Jade chuckles to himself. "It was simply pure luck. I mean, truly, what are the odds of finding an isolated village of magicless individuals who don't even know magic exists in the middle of a famine? All it took was me using a growth spell on their crops, and they accepted me as their wonderful, powerful, hungry god..."

"Magic...?" You whisper to yourself as you watch from the bushes.

"Ooooo~ Hey Jaaaaade~ Looks like one of your "followers" is eavesdropping~"

That was one of the most terrifying moments of your life. After Floyd said that, Jade turned around in the water, making direct eye contact with you. You felt frozen, like you couldn't move at all... even if Jade isn't a deity, there's no doubting he's more powerful than you...

You step backwards slowly, before running away.

And the next morning...

You're rudely pulled from your bed by a bunch of random people.

You're dragged to the shoreline, and met with... him. Jade.

"Greetings, sacrifice."

He wastes no time at all, almost immediately stuffing your head into his mouth.

Jade is surprisingly efficient with consuming you... he swallows again, and again, and again, and again, until all of you is inside of him...

You're terrified. He's giving some speech to the rest of the village... before he dives back into the water.

You don't like being inside him. You're being rhythmically squeezed from every angle, and the inside of his stomach is, surprisingly, uncomfortably cold... not to mention, it's clear that, despite how early in the morning it is, he's already eaten quite a lot.

Then, he begins to speak to you.

"I apologize. You knew far too much~" Jade pauses, you can feel him poking at you, and happily patting his stomach. "Though, I assure you, I will not be simply letting you die in there... probably. It really depends on you."

"On... on me? What the hell are you talking about-?!"

"Well, if you agree to never tell anyone what you heard... then perhaps I'd be willing to let you go~"

To be honest... you definitely value your life over exposing Jade's lies.

"...y-you promise...?"

"Of course I do." He laughs to himself. "What kind of god would I be if I didn't keep my word, dear follower~?"

"...I... I won't mention anything about what I heard to anyone..." You say to him.

"Good."

You're let out onto a beach. It's nice to be outside of him again, but as you look around, you realize...

"Hey... this... this isn't my village-!"

"Oh, I know. But I simply can't let you return without knowing if I can fully trust you! After all, you. Could have just said that to get out~ I need to make sure I can trust you not to tell anyone! As such, you'll be remaining on this island for quite some time~" Jade smirks. "Don't worry, though, I'll take care of you during that time. I suspect you'll have learned your place in a month or so. Goodbye, dear worshipper~!"

Before you can protest, he dives beneath the waves once again.

#FINALLY DID IT #i've been putting this off for months lmfao #soft vore #safe vore #twst vore #twisted wonderland vore #same size vore #v.ore #v/ore #jade leech #v0re #sfw vore

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mimimaymagic · 1 year

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In Defense of Sebastian Sallow.

Lately I've seen a lot of people who generally liked him in the beginning slowly start to change their minds, calling him a toxic manipulator & saying he was using MC for his agenda from the very beginning. I strongly disagree and in this post I'm going to give my reasons why I don't believe he's as black and white as people have begun to paint him.

I also want to add that everyone is entitled to feel however they want about his character & storyline. The purpose of this post isn't to imply there's a right or wrong interpretation, it's all just my opinion. Being able to discuss and debate this character is the very reason why he's by far the most interesting, or even realistic, companion in the game.

I will only be discussing his arc until the end of the quest 'In The Shadow Of The Estate', in which you visit his family home and investigate the surrounding area - else this post would go on forever. Naturally, there will be spoilers ahead.

- If you're sorted into Slytherin, he's likely the first person you speak to in your common room. He immediately expresses interest in how you ended up at Hogwarts after the dragon attack but doesn't press you for answers. I think, like everyone else at the school, he's just very curious about you. He generally also seems to have a thirst for knowledge like his parents had and I think most people just assumed he's sus from the start because he's a charming Slytherin.

- Within the same conversation, if you express interest in Sebastian's book and the Dark Arts, he warms up to you instantly and calls you a "kindred spirit" - likely because no one else in his life shares his views on the subject.

- If you're sorted into Gryffindor (ikdr!), Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, you meet him in your first Defense Against The Dark Arts class and beat him in a duel. From this point, he becomes a friend to you and I truly believe he's just a generally nice, personable guy who will befriend anyone.

- In terms of the Hogsmeade visit, I'm told Seb & Natty have mostly the same dialogue/actions so I don't think there's anything special to discuss there since if Natty has sincere intentions in opening up and befriending you, why shouldn't Sebastian?

- Just wanna talk about a tiny instance he proves his genuine care for MC that really stood out to me even though the action isn't exclusive to him: In the Three Broomsticks cutscene when Rookwood points out that he's looking for MC, Sebastian will - without hesitation - jump out of his seat to take on a fighting stance. It's made very clear that he WILL protect you if it comes to blows.

- The next time you see Sebastian is when you ask him about the Restricted Section. Even if you aren't totally transparent with him, he easily agrees to helping you & risks getting into more trouble despite the fact that he won't gain anything from it.- One might say he agreed to help because he's nosy, but he ends up leaving you alone and wishes you luck before chasing after Peeves. He also never forces you to expose what you've learned.

- "I like having friends who are in my debt." This line for some reason has become "proof" that he's a manipulator to some people and personally, I don't see it? I saw it as his way of cracking a joke & lightening what was a very stressful situation for the MC. Added to the fact that even after he takes the fall for you and you thank him for it later, he brushes it off as if it's not a big deal. Also, he never holds it over your head and at no point in the game does he make you feel indebted to him.

- Additionally when he's caught, he has no idea that you're watching. Therefore his instinct to protect you and make sure you stay out of trouble is entirely sincere.

- Something else that a lot of people reference when talking about how he's a manipulator is him supposedly spilling all his secrets as a means of gaining your trust: immediately inviting you to Crossed Wands, betraying Ominis' trust by showing you the Undercroft, telling you about Anne's curse etc. Again, I disagree. This is a 15 year old boy, he's definitely not an evil mastermind; in fact, I'd argue he's too impulsive to even consider making long-term plans like that. Now this might be a reach on my part but I think he's yearning for a similar companionship as he had with Anne. Sebastian even says later in the game that the curse has completely changed her, and not just physically. I think the reason he's so open so quickly is because he's genuinely just more excited than anything to have a new "partner in crime".

- I also want to remind everyone that only in the Undercroft are you "forced" by the game to tell him the whole truth if you've chosen to keep it a secret. Yet regardless of whether he knows about your special abilities or not, he still treats you exactly the same. He's still just as charming, teasing, friendly and genuinely gives you the feeling that he likes you. I'd even go as far as saying he's the only companion who really feels like a friend (which I think comes down to his personality, writing + his voice actor's amazing line delivery).

- Also in the Undercroft, he doesn't really have anything to gain from letting you in or teaching you Confringo. In my opinion, he knows there are dangerous men after you (even if you haven't told him yet) and just wants you to have a means of protecting yourself since you're "behind" on the work.- It could be argued that he just wants a secret place to practice forbidden spells with you but at no point in the game does he force you to learn the Unforgivables. [In a meta sense, he has to reveal the Undercroft to you regardless since it plays a massive role in the main quest.]

- In the end, he invites you to Feldcroft to meet with Anne so you can hopefully cheer her up. I can't see any "manipulation" in this either since he didn't plan for the argument with his Uncle Solomon, nor did he plan on Anne suddenly falling ill. I think that when it comes to Anne, he generally has good intentions, and genuinely wanted her to meet and befriend you like he had.

- After the whole debacle in the Sallow house, you and Sebastian snoop around Isadora's home and end up back at the Undercroft. It is only here that he finally understands your abilities and brings up the idea that your ancient magic COULD help Anne. Sebastian has exhausted every single option in his arsenal at this point and I think he's just clinging to anything he hasn't explored yet. But he only brings it up here, he never even considers it prior to this which is why I believe him being kind to you, helping you and becoming your friend had no secret intention.

In conclusion, I don't believe he's been manipulating the MC from the start. I truly believe his intentions in befriending MC were sincere and that he does "change" as he delves deeper into the Dark Arts. With characters like Sebastian, I don't think it does them justice to be put in a box. He's just too complex for that, and when making your final decision in the game keep in mind that this fictional kid is neither totally good nor totally bad, he's just human.

#sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #sebastian x reader #sebastian x you #ominis gaunt #anne sallow #solomon sallow #hogwarts legacy sebastian #hogwarts legacy ominis

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deadbydangit · 10 months

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As I was about to write something else, I noticed two bunnies hopping along in my backyard and it gave me an idea for something else. Please enjoy!

When the Reader brings home an animal.

Deathslinger, Nightmare, Spirit, Trickster, Ghostface

Deathslinger

He would've been perfectly content just drinking in the bar with just you.

And it had been that way for a long time.

Till you came back one day hiding something in your shirt.

"Okay. I'll bite. What is it?"

He thought you were hiding a gift or something.

He wasn't expecting you to pull out a kitten.

"No."

No matter how much you plead and cry.

No, don't give him those puppy dog eyes.

No, you can't-

Ugh, he can stay the night.

Okay, only till he finds a good home.

Well... He's your cat now.

You walked in on him one day, speaking to someone.

"Alright Fluffy. Now I may be the man around here, but if I'm not around you gotta promise to protect them. Ya' here?"

The cat was on the bar table next to him, lapping up a bowl of water.

Talking to the kitty like they were old friends.

He doesn't really do the baby talk thing.

"I trust you. I know you love them as much as I do. So we have to work together."

Don't tell Caleb you saw that.

He'll totally deny it.

But if his little Fluffy catches a rat, he's going to put that cat on a pedestal.

He's super proud of his cat.

"Look at that Darlin'. We won't be having any pest problems."

Nightmare

No, stop. Stop right there.

You're trying to sneak something in. He can tell.

Empty your pockets....

Both of them!

A frog?

Where did you get a frog?

Whatever, no, you can't keep it.

No, don't look at him like that. The answer is no.

No. Seriously.

Augh! Fine! But he wants nothing to do with the damned thing.

It's your pet. Not his. He won't be taking care of it.

You started noticing books on frog care around the house.

"It's not good to give them water that hasn't been purified."

"You aren't feeding him enough."

"You can't touch them like that."

So much for it being all your pet.

He's basically taking over.

It's like he's taking the frog as his own child.

It's pretty cute to walk in and see Freddy having full conversations with the frog.

"So yeah, trials were pretty good today. That David asshole really got what was coming to him."

Don't remind him of the time when he didn't want the little critter.

Because he will firmly deny it.

Spirit

It's a toss up over who would be the first to bring an animal home.

You don't even have to try and sneak it in.

Is that a puppy?

And Rin is all over the dog.

Kisses, hugs, plans on what you'll need to get, and all the possible names!

She is a huge softy for animals, especially fluffy ones.

"Oh! Let's keep her!"

She's the type to bring any animal home and ask to keep them.

And the baby talk this girl can do.

"Who's my wittle pumpkin? Who's the cutest wittle baby ever? It's you! Mommy woves you. Yes she does."

She won't even care if you're in the room to witness this.

Hell, join her in spoiling the puppy.

And outfits, she has so many outfits for the dog.

You have no idea where they even came from.

You will never see that pup without something on.

Hair bows, bandanas, hats, sometimes even little shirts or dresses.

She will find matching clothes for the three of you.

Don't think this dog won't be the most spoiled thing ever.

Trickster

Are you hiding something from him?

You are!

What's this? You've been hiding a bunny in your closet?!

He doesn't really care that you've been hiding it.

He's upset that it might receive more attention than him.

Ji-Woon is the super jealous type.

So jealous that he'll be glaring at this rabbit whenever you're carrying it.

Whenever you say you're about to go feed your bunny or play with them, Ji-Woon refuses to let you go.

You should pay more attention to him.

You should only pay attention to him.

Isn't he enough?

He'll come around though.

If the bunny makes you that happy, then he'll tolerate it.

Just make sure to give both of them lots of attention.

Ghostface

He actually was the one to bring the animal in.

"Hey babe, check out what I found!"

That's a snake.

That... Is that safe?

"Don't worry. He's super chill, see?"

He will shove that snake in your face.

He seems to have really tamed this animal.

You're going to be the one taking care of the snake.

It's name is Hisses, apparently.

"Yeah, like kisses, but he hisses. So it's Hisses. Get it."

Being terrible at naming things aside.

Danny is really happy.

The way he shows off his darling snake.

"Hey Sally! Look!"

He really enjoys showing people who are or potentially are afraid of snakes.

That power he gets over them.

It's going to get him into a significant amount of trouble.

But he's just so happy, and who are you to take that happiness away from him.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd ghostface #dbd trickster #dbd deathslinger #dbd spirit #dbd freddy

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natalchartnurtures · 5 months

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Mars Back Home

Note: This post might not give you anything new if you're at an intermediate or advanced level of being on the astrology wildride :p

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Fire Mars, on a good day: "Inside me, there's a blazing fire that fuels me to take on challenges and make life my bitch. I'm all about calling the shots and forging the path to my desires and doing it my way"

Why?- Ah, Fire Mars. In his own territory, he becomes quite the showstopper, doesn't he? When realized in his higher octaves, he can be caught blazing his way through life, transforming and alchemiz-ing any old obstacle on his way to what he wants. The element of fire represents transformation, oh! and fun fact, Mars used to be the ruler of Scorpio before Pluto took its rightful place as the lord, okay? That's a big deal because it gives us yet another insight into Mars' true nature and potential. He's in his zone, he's home. So let's really get to know him.

Us tarot whores out here (I'm one too, by the way :p) will let you know that the Wands suit in tarot pertains to the fire element. The King of Wands, a figure we can liken to the higher octave energies of Mars, is seen as a figure who has command over energies, meaning he possesses great potential for manifestation—the raw-hands-in-the-clay, creating his reality. He's like the poster child for fiery energy– full of passion, willpower, leadership, courage, action, assertiveness, pioneering vibes, and oh, creativity. And get this, the connection to the non-physical? THROUGH the physical. Fire is about actions too. And for actions to happen, you need impulse. Ever wonder why fire signs are all about impulse? Yup, that's why. But here's the kicker though– when this impulse is divinely guided in its higher octave, it's a game-changer. Otherwise when it's your-own-mind-guided, it isn't nearly as great, trust me :p. But how cool is it? A connection to the non-physical through the physical? Isn't that interesting? Mars is quite a fascinating planet. Gosh. I love him.

so.. here are some ways how this glorious energy can show up.

Imagine this: You're in a class, the teacher asks for a volunteer, and everyone's like, "Nope, not me." but there's that one kid, heart pounding, who still raises their hand. That's Aries Mars for you– fearless, pioneering, action-oriented, and bolder than bold. Mars here bestows one with the potential to embody the divine masculine, nothing more and nothing less. He is sort of like a warrior that takes on everything with a certain adrenaline-induced spirit, which when channeled well can translate into wonderful things like assertive leadership. Honestly, what's hotter than that? If you've got Mars here, you'll probably discover yourself solely through active engagement with the world. It's how Mars here self-actualizes—pure action. Low-vibe Fire Mars might get called out for not finishing what they started, but a higher octave Aries Mars? You guys will see through anything you kick off. You've got drive, and once you set out for something, nothing can stop you. If something does, you''ll burn right through, no matter how long it takes. It's mesmerizing watching you sexy-ass people do your thing. Seriously, its incredibly hot! Ugh!

And then Mars can also waltz right in and charm your pants off, being all confident and being his self-assured daddy-ass self, shining brighter than the stars in the sky. Looking right at you, Leo Mars. Mars here loves to channel himself through the arts and creative pursuits of a similar note or simply have immaculate self-expression. Creativity almost becomes a drive with this Mars; it's so beautiful to watch Mars chase his dreams this way because the energy of Leo tends to add a certain drama to it, you know? A certain flair~. It's well known that Leo is a fixed sign, and also it being a fire sign, Mars here is gifted with a fire that is steady and just won't run off and get burnt out. It will keep burning until it reaches where it needs to be. Mars can get stubborn like that, and we don't have to guess what happens when passion meets stubborn. A bewildering drive to live, love and create the life of your dreams. Moving on, it's kind of obvious for me to talk about the leadership qualities of Leo Mars. Leo Mars is a leader, like he is a king. There's no subtler way to put it. You guys are leaders who lead with your heart—generous, people-focused, warm and loving, with a suave that gives you a royal air, naturally commanding respect. Which suits you anyway since Mars here takes a lot of pride in whatever he does. It's magnificent, truly.

Now, think of Bilbo Baggins on his adventure with Gandalf and friends. Got that picture? Now replace Bilbo with Mars. Ta-da! That's Sagittarius Mars for you. Here, Mars makes love to freedom, fun, and philosophy. It's a party out here. You humans are free spirits who only God can tie down, unless you peeps decide to settle, of course. You are risk-loving, positive-minded, adventure-sick sweetie pies who have a huge drive for life itself. Your action often aligns with some deep personal meaning, aka your personal philosophy of life. Your driving force is laced with a raw desire for freedom and endless expansion in every aspect of your lives. You guys are the kings and queens of dreaming big, and in doing so, inspiring the rest of us earthlings to aspire to move out of our comfort zones and to challenge ourselves to live life bigger than our regular ones—even if just by a little bit. Y'all embody a divine truth of the universe very well, and that is—expansion. It honestly moves me TO MY core to be in the presence of you divine beings. Keep celebrating yourselves (especially after you came out on top after that major risk you took :p) and keep living bold, honey.

So that was my take on the Fire Mars energies. It was a whole lot of fun writing this one because I reeeeeally do enjoy this energy :p

Time to cool off now. phew.

Hope you enjoyed it as much as i did writing it :]

Love and Light!

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