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jeannineee · 8 months

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Could you do headcanons on the Bat Boys + Lucien and Eris where reader puts them on a sex ban? Like how would long would they last until they start basically begging reader to let them touch reader.

I feel like Cassian and Rhys wouldn’t last that long and start trying to find ways to get reader give in lol.

Sex Ban with the ACOTAR Men…

a/n: this was actually really funny to write

nsfw under the cut (18+ please)

Rhysand:

He’s lasting maybe a week. MAYBE.

Rhys would also be cocky enough to think that you weren’t serious about banning sex

And then he’d be shocked when you follow through

He’d pretend to be unbothered

But he’d quickly turn to endless flirting to try and make you change your mind—mostly with his daemati abilities.

You’d be at an inner circle meeting or at lunch with friends and he’d send mental images of him fucking you, or you on your knees for him, etc.

“I bet you miss feeling me inside you,” he’d say into your mind.

You’re not leaving the bedroom for a couple of days when you finally lift the ban

Cassian:

Poor Illyrian baby isn’t making it more than a single day

He has a high sex drive so this would be a nightmare for him LMAO

He definitely pouts. Not obnoxiously, but he’ll wrap his arms around you from behind, placing wet kisses along the crook of your neck, murmuring how much he wants to feel you wrapped around his cock.

And when you say no, he continues telling you all the filthy things he wants to do you, smirking as he scents your arousal.

Tons of lingering touches—a kiss on the cheek, or a light squeeze on your ass as he walks by you.

When he’s finally had enough he’ll press his hardness into you from behind, practically whining.

And the way he nips at your ear makes it almost impossible to deny him.

Azriel:

He could wait for quite some time, honestly.

He has the self-control for it!!

However!! The longer you make him wait? The longer he edges you when you finally give in.

MAN he would have a field day when you finally lifted the ban.

He’d waste zero time in tying you up, be it with rope or his shadows.

For Azriel, he gets a lot of pleasure just from watching your pleasure. So he’d bring you to the edge, be it with his tongue, his cock, his fingers.

Only to pull away at the last moment. He wouldn’t stop until you’re begging him.

And boy does he love to hear you beg!!

Once he finally lets you come, he’s overstimulating you too.

He’s a lil mean but we love it.

Lucien:

Like Azriel, I feel like he could wait quite a while.

But he tries his absolute hardest to get you to break!!

Whispering what he wants to do to you when the two of you are at an important meeting or out in public, where you can do nothing about it.

Walking around the house shirtless—bonus points if he just finished showering or working out.

He definitely gets a bit more touchy than usual, constant hugs and kisses.

But when he’s finally had enough, this male is not above begging.

Good luck walking the morning after you finally give in ❤️

Eris:

He could go maybe two weeks before he becomes feral.

Definitely uses touch as a way to try and get you to give in.

Heated makeouts, his tongue exploring your mouth, as his thumbs caress your nipples; grinding against you, etc.

And then he’ll grumble when you deny him.

“Don’t forget how easily I can turn you into a mess,” he’ll say.

He definitely proves that statement when you end the ban!!

When you finally end the ban, he draws at least 3 orgasms from you back to back, and makes you beg for each one.

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drawnfamiliarfaces · 1 month

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Okay, I'll continue talking! So as we all know, RC9GN frequently involves characters being turned into rampaging monsters through no real fault of their own. And then there's Evil Julian, who was a whole thing. What I'm saying is, the Ninja cast are not strangers to the idea of people being forced into evil the way Chase was... but I don't think Chase goes around telling people about his tragic backstory unless he's trying to make a point. So, like, do any of them know Chase is technically under the influence of a mind-altering substance? That he didn't want to be like this, he just didn't want his best friend to leave him behind? Under what circumstances might the First Ninja find out? Under what circumstances might Randy find out?

Of course, what happened to Chase is definitely not the same thing as what happens to people under the Sorcerer's influence. For one, it's a lot more permanent. It's pretty clear in Xiaolin Showdown that Chase is too far gone and can't be cured at this point, if he ever could have been. The only way to stop him from ending a haughty, self-centered dragon would be to stop him from drinking the soup to begin with. And he's still himself on some level. As you said, he still has honor, he can still care, he's still capable of independent rational thought. It seems less like possession and more like very targeted (evil) brain damage. At the same time, this does mean it's technically possible for Chase to turn his back on what he's become. He may never be who he was again, but he can still change, as Omi believes he can. Though jury's out if he believes he can change. Anyway, there's a lot of drama to be wrung out of this, especially if the First Ninja realizes he probably would have liked the man Chase used to be.

Also, I'm just saying, the First Ninja denying that he chained up his evil husband to stop Chase from hurting people while he searches for a cure to the curse that makes Chase evil would be very funny.

OKAY OW HANG ON LISTEN The idea of First deciding to chain up Chase not just because he is an evil menace, but also in order to find a cure for his transformation, hit me so unexpectedly hard in the feels, like FR DUDE???? OW???

(Even if it is a bit of funny mental image AND the wording 'targeted evil brain damage' made me snort so hard, oh my god im so sorry.)

There is an argument/theory about how technically Chase doesn't need to constantly drink the Soup (based on how in alternative future, captured by Jack, Chase didn't drink it in captivity, and as soon as he was released he was kinda bordering on 'feral' lizard mode - Soup helps him keep in control AND keep ahold of his human form, rather that he is absolutely dependant on it), but he does it because he is, well, basically addicted to it.

SO it would be more of First chaining his Evil Brain Damaged Addict of (totally not a) Husband in order for to find a most likely nonexisting cure to his cursed (????) transformation. The ANGST POTENTIAL of it.

And your first points are so interesting and absolutely valid! Chase's situation can be compared to Stank-ification, but you know what would make an even more interesting comparison? The Sorcerer himself.

I think we often forget that technically, Sorcerer situation is him being separated from his humanity and twisted into an immortal monster by Chaos Pearls, because he - as the Peddler - made one decision, one mistake, after being seduced by power greater than him. Sounds familiar doesn't it?

Of course there are a few key differences here:

Sorcerer is literally separated with his human self (soul perhaps??) that is trapped in Land of Shadows, while Chase's humanity seems to have been surpressed and/or muted by his Draconic Self. (or perhaps stolen with his soul by Hannibal, which is a popular theory about how exactly Roy Bean/Soup turned Chase.)

Chase's change is permanent. While Sorcerer situation is possible to fix - it literally happens in the finale.

BUT!!! no one actually knew it was possible to fix before. At least no one gave any indication that it was a known fact about Sorcerer's humanity still existing somewhere in Chaos Realm/Land of Shadows.

I'm pretty sure First/Norisu Clan believed that the Sorcerer was a human changed and twisted into an immortal by chaos. Impossible to kill and impossible to return to normal - that's why he was imprisoned. To keep him contained.

I mean, couldn't First Ninja, after capturing The Sorcerer, try to get his human self from the Land of Shadows himself, if he knew? After all he had access to a Chaos Ball! But he didn't know there was anything to be recovered, that the Sorcerer could be actually unmade just by reuniting him with his human half.

(At least thats my personal HC, but im pretty sure the canon show just retconned/fumbled a bit the whole Sorcerer resolution lol.)

SO just imagine. First learns about Chase's past. And he is freaking aghast. Here is another twisted by evil, but while he and his brothers failed to save those changed that they first encountered (the 'killed first stanked monsters' theory tie in!), they managed to save those that came after. And if First could, he would have tried to save The Sorcerer, no matter how much he hates him. But... Chase is different. There is still something of humanity left in him. Perhaps he can save Chase.

And from Chase's pov? He sees how Ninja saved Stanked people, and he doesn't even consider those situations as similar to his. Sure, people are turned into monsters, but he was turned into a monster by his own choice, there is nothing to save him from. (Isn't there?)

But he watches as First releases those people from the clutches of chaos, watches as he tries so hard to save them... And maybe it makes him yearn, that someone tried just a little bit harder to save the 'him' before he made that choice.

And if First cages Chase and says: "I want to help you. To Cure you." It will certainly enrage Chase - because who does this man think he is, tryin to contain and cure THE Heylin Prince of Darkness, like he is some halpless trapped commoner??? He came to be long before this man's Clan existed and he will be there long after this man will become dust.

But also... maybe deep deep deep inside, Chase is... confused? and pleased? - that someone like Fist Ninja grew to care enough for him to try and save him, even if there is nothing to be saved.

So they would be at this standstill, where First is trying to help a cause that isnt quite possible to fix, and Chase is... well, being Chase.

But, yeah, certainly another amazing thought process from you Anon <3, I've been trying to answer this ask for so long, because every time i start to write i get overcome with emotions about those scenarios like...damn. It's funny, but also the possible drama of all of this... hnnnfgggg

#que?#ninja showdown #chase young #first ninja #my immortal soul #this is one of the asks that pushed me to try and write for NS/MIS because DAMN i want some of those ideas in actual fanfiction...#making notes for my Hidden Chapter AU... maybe i will write an one-shot xD

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deepmochi · 1 year

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Hi can you do Lilith in 12th house ?

Hello

˚₊· Lilith in the 12th house ˚₊·

Note: this Lilith is not like the others; here things are hidden, and sometimes the native doesn't even notice. It took time for them. [These images aren't mine.]

˚₊· This Lilith can be so hard to read that others just categorize them as "crazy" or "weird ones".

˚₊· They are considered mystic with a detriment. Usually, they have strong reactions due to emotions. Emotions like anger come from emotional repression.

˚₊· Their beauty is scary to others but also desire to others who are already committed.

˚₊· They may spend too much time alone or in their heads. They may have an internal monologue type of thought.

˚₊· They are the "other woman" especially aspects of Venus (all aspects). The reason is that men or women see them as an escape from their problems.

˚₊· They are intangible to society and sometimes even non-productive. This is a capitalist view.

˚₊· These natives can have mental issues, the most common one is anxiety or insomnia.

˚₊· I have mentioned this, but at some point, they were perceived strongly as the "odd" ones; they could have been victims of bullying. Then, gain a certain level of popularity for their looks and "funny" self. After that, they are scared to show their real self.

˚₊· They tend to absorb emotions or energies; be careful of your friends and environment.

˚₊· They know and see things others call illogical or unreal.

˚₊· Pisces rules the 12th house, so it's not a surprise the native is aware of spirits and supernatural things/creatures.

˚₊· They can be delusional about people like their crushes or romantic partner, especially with Venus aspects.

˚₊· They have a natural gift for mystical things, but they also know their risks. So, they avoid them.

˚₊· Mental institution is prominent, again, they probably visit them at least one time or respect them a lot.

˚₊· These natives look naive or dissociated from reality.

˚₊· People get triggered by their innocent and call them delusional or dumb. They are sub-estimated a lot by colleagues and others in general.

˚₊· Men can see them as prey or something to corrupt; little they know. If the native know their innocent privilege, they can use it to their advantage.

˚₊· Lilith is really good at manipulating your deep emotions and pretending she didn't know what she was doing.

˚₊· They were called to be normal or more social in their childhood. In adulthood; now, they can mask themselves in social settings.

˚₊· People want to see their bodies; this Lilith may not be as provocative, wear provocative clothes, or have prominent physical appearances like the 1st house and 8th house natives, yet they are perceived as undiscovered. People want to see the uncovered "naked ".

˚₊· Continuing with the undiscovered body, the native may avoid bikini pictures or limit their social media. People have voyeuristic tendencies toward them.

˚₊· Some may think of them as a nymph; they have this innocent not in a Hollywood-twisted way. Deep down, some natives don't know the world's real face; others know and try to ignore it.

˚₊· They get hurt when people betray them; this is when Lilith gets mad and starts destroying things.

˚₊· Depending on the sign of Lilith, the native's way of self-destruction is when they ignore the red flags.

˚₊· This Lilith is the most shocking one; the native needs to take time and compassion to see who they truly are.

˚₊· They may isolate, but Isolation is okay to some extent. As a social being, you need to go out. You are worthy of friends and social experiences!

˚₊· They need to recharge energy very often, especially if they work with many people.

˚₊· You think, talk, and act differently than others. You are just different. It's okay to admit that. Stop comparing yourself to others.

˚₊· Your shadow is behind you waiting to be asked for a cup of tea. Don't be scared, she feels isolated, too. Go and befriend her, and gain a new friend.

˚₊· The unknown part of Lilith can save her and destroy her. She has the power, but it's hiding it behind the veil.

˚₊· People want a piece of them without remorse, but little do they know that karma always comes right away.

˚₊· You are a ending; for good or bad you know when to end things. If you don't know when to end something, escapism appears.

˚₊· This Lilith is very healing, but without boundaries, they become very toxic to themselves. In extremes, she enjoys self-pity and denies her mistakes.

˚₊· Their seductive style comes from healing and wisdom. People come to you for an out-of-this-world relationship. With them, others feel like they transcend. Trantic sex kinda thing.

˚₊· As you get older, your Lilith becomes erratic or healed. The result depends on how much you have restricted yourself. So, just balance out your quirks and society's standards. Society doesn't define you.

˚₊· Other people but especially women think this native hides something?! she cannot be real? they say. It's true, though, she hides her real essence because others call her crazy. In other words, this native is hiding something that she doesn't even know.

˚₊· Men can see them as "not like other girls" or "too real to be true". Women may think they try too hard. In reality, this native searches for different hobbies or experiences without trying to be perceived as "special". They just feel odd.

˚₊· Their too-nice or too-good actions are perceived as "weird", but they are being a decent human.

˚₊· They use escapism in different ways, not all natives use drugs or alcohol. Your sign will tell your coping mechanism.

˚₊· They have their standards for spirituality even if they believe in a specific religion.

˚₊· In order to find balance, the native should walk to the unknown without judgment. Forgiving the part that she rejects without knowing (consciously). Allowing all the parts to be her.

˚₊· Also, if you have this placement, you may feel connected to some characters like Wanda, luna Lovegood or Heleana. Any character that doesn't fit the standard or is misunderstood. It's like you see through their issues.

Just take what resonates with you. Take care <3

credits to: @deepmochi

#lilith in the 12th house #12th house #astrology #astrologynotes #deepmochi #astrology community #astro notes #lilith #lilith astrology #Pisces #lilith in pisces #astrology notes #2023 #art #spirituality

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bestjeanistmonster · 8 months

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In dc au i kinda gave the black arms a new ability to mind control people and add them to the hive-mind as workers bent on serving Black Doom, kind like Starro from the comics

So when they invade earth, Black doom appears offers to help Shadow take over the world and Shadow’s like ‘neat’

Sonic tags along for the ride but Black Doom assimilates him into the hive-mind with mind control stuff without Shadow knowing, Shadow was doing something else at the time (looking for that damn fourth chaos emerald) and when he meets back up with Sonic he’s acting a lil… off

At this point Shadow would’ve been rethinking him and Black Doom’s partnership, so Doom would target Sonic so he could keep an eye on Shadow more discreetly, while also being someone that Shadow is more likely to give info to rather than a doom eye, then when Shadow is pretty much definitely gonna betray Doom, Sonic tries to steal the emeralds Shadow has from him

I just have this mental image if Sonic and Shadow leaving a room, Sonic behind Shadow just intensely staring at Shadow’s quills where he put the emeralds

Sonic is keeping up conversation while reaching for it but then Shadow without turning around grabs his arm

The whole hive-mind thing is unknown to Shadow, he just thinks that Sonic just wanted to grab the emeralds for Eggman, but if that was the case he would’ve stoken them himself and he wouldn’t have waited ages either, he’s getting red flags so Shadow restrains Sonic quickly with vines and locks him in the GUN vault, not before stealing his phone

So he's running through the base while going on Sonic's phone to see if this was part of a plot or something but then he sees just how many missed calls from the Doctor there were, there were over 50, there was no way Sonic missed them

So he calls Eggy and the guy is raging, ranting about how he'd been calling Sonic all day since the hedgehog had hung up on him earlier

That’s when he realises something is very, very wrong

Throughout this arc it becomes apparent just how many people are under black doom’s control, that there’s no one who Shadow can trust, but later when there’s a confrontation about it Black Doom points out that Shadow himself had done the whole mind control thingy using his pheromones in order to have free minions

"And who are you to judge me? You too have made use of my methods, using your plant pheromones to give yourself some extra canon fodder, i do the same, coincidences are funny are they not? Besides you and i both know they are only meat at the end of the day, we are simply putting them to more constructive use."

He placed a hand on Sonic's head, "and they have the honour of being part of the hive, and they serve their purpose to benefit us, and they are happy to do so, for they are free of all the sorrow, the pain, the anner and they are no longer alone, they are at peace. A productive existence, a better existence, would you not say?"

And Shadow… he can’t say that he’s wrong or else he’s a hypocrite

Then when Doom sicks Sonic on him it’s even more disturbing for Shadow to see Sonic like this, the blue hedgehog being oddly calm and ease during the fight, with a serene smile on his face, saying stuff like: "Join us Shadow, it's so nice and welcoming, you won't ever have to feel the pain again. Lord Doom will heal you of it, like he healed me :)"

Just creepy shit like that, it’s only offset by the many breaks in the mind control as it showcases how much effort black doom has to put in to keep someone like Sonic on leash

Shadow has to put Sonic under his control and try to override Doom's control, but he doesn't have to do much to help Sonic's will fight back

Like 2 mental nudges and then it breaks

Then Sonic is hit by the quiet, the quiet of being alone in his own head

After that whole debacle, Shadow fully connects to the green and murders Black Doom, gaining a third eye in the process

#jeanist thinks #sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #sonic fandom #sonic au #sonadow harlivy au #also there’s the irony that Sonic’s free will is too strong to be contained #but even as he’s freed he’s still under someone’s conttol whether he knows it or not #sth au

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chocoenvy · 1 year

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Hi there! I love your mommy Signora post, but ofc I love all the mommy fics hehe💕

But what happens in the day to day life with mommy Signora once reader got over the shock a lil bit?

I headcannon that maybe Signora can bring them around the palace and feed them Snezhnayan food? Maybe find out they have a fav and would have some as back up in case.

And maybe little creator would be angry at anyone who talks bad about her fire moth mama?

Keep note that you don't have to do this if you're too busy okay? Stay hydrated and rest well💕

hi im sad rn so i have to project apologies for making you hurt in advance <3

Child of Fire, Raised in Ice

warnings: fluff with an angst ending, sagau, a child (that is ten but turns 11-12 throughout this) is considered god, mild blood, death

6,115 words

There was no separating you and your mama. Ever since the day she had found you in the snow, held you with such tenderness. Despite being considered a "big kid", you still imprinted onto her like you were a young child. Growing by her side, soon enough in your pre-teen years.

Still, you stuck by her side. No matter how old you got.

This was a side of Teyvat you had never dreamed of seeing. Each of the harbingers, in all their horror and glory, and a new ideal against the gods. Signora, who you thought was so bad and evil, was now your hero.

Was this brainwashing? Were you too young and naïve to understand fully what was happening? Maybe, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that you were safe. Signora was safe.

All the harbingers found it odd, Signora's behavior. How she didn't ask for anything from you in return, and yet your young mind already had an understand of give and take - of goods and services - was eager to please her.

"I can help!" "Do you need me to help?" A smaller hand holding onto her coat, you were basically her shadow. But you were desperate to be helpful.

Signora was scared to let you go alone, despite your exalted status, there were those that would hurt you to spite her, and those with a hatred for gods that extended beyond reason. Despite her insistence she had no earthly attachments to you - that this was merely business - she would never be able to forgive herself if something happened to you.

But she wouldn't be by your side forever. So slowly but surely, she helped you grow. To no longer rely so heavily on her.

Running errands to Childe first, who always had a soft spot for kids. He became your friend quickly, your brother. A familiar and friendly face to go to when you didn't have Signora. Next was Arlecchino, brash and sadistic, but had a calm façade. You grew close with her at a slower rate, but eventually caught yourself growing fonder of her. Asking to visit the orphanage, making care packages for the kids, playing with those your own age.

Signora watched you grow physically and mentally with a fond smile. One that no one had seen in centuries.

You became quite famous in the Zapolyarny palace quite quickly. Going from being always a step behind Signora, to always a step ahead of her. Sometimes even running ahead to greet someone you knew - such as flinging yourself into Capitano who merely gently patted your head. Or excitedly shouting something to Pierro, always eager to see his nod of approval when you've done something worthy. You'd always seen Signora give reports to him, so you attempted to keep your conversations the same as that. You failed miserably, but it was funny to see you talk so formally and informally at the same time and tacking "sir" onto the end of all of your sentences. Until one day he finally caved and told you to just call him Pierro.

Despite your image of Signora changing drastically from what you used to think of her, Dottore never really changed in your mind. His smile freaked you out, almost like if you got too close he'd snatch you up and tear you apart. Like the magic tricks you'd see of people being torn apart, but you didn't think he'd be able to - or want - to fix you.

You thought your wariness was warranted. Which caught the attention of The Damsel.

Oddly, you were never afraid of Pierro. He reminded you of the nice old men that were from your old home, and despite everything, when you got close to him, he smelled like one of your male family members. He reminded you of home.

However The Damsel was the opposite. She smelled of nothing but the ice cold tundra, she appeared sickly, weak, but her voice was powerful.

Her first words to you were, "You think the Doctor is so frightening? What has he done to you so far?"

You couldn't see her eyes, but her voice sounded as though she was awaiting a grand story, an utterly horrid story, like she wanted to tear you apart and see the deepest and darkest parts of you.

"He-he's scary looking," You pouted, distressed.

A dainty giggle danced in the air, and the sound made you relaxed against your better judgement.

"Am I scary looking?" She leaned down a bit, the height difference not being that much, but it felt like she was towering over you.

You blinked, throat tightening and mouth flapping open and closed. You felt Signora's hand touch your upper arm before the words tumbled out of your mouth, "A wendigo." You realized what you just said and fumbled to fix your mistake, "A pretty wendigo! Wait-! Uh-!"

Even Signora snickered at the comment. The Damsel giggled, "Perhaps you're not far off from the mark. Call me Columbina. A child of Signora's is a child I shall protect."

Suddenly, Dottore didn't seem as scary anymore.

You were slowly but surely becoming more and more independent as the months passed, almost seeming like you were a mini-harbinger with how often you hung around them. Everyone was still aware of your "godhood" but that was overshadowed with over half a year of you being at the palace. Over half a year after Signora had saved you.

"Fair Lady, your grace." One of Signora's personal servants entered Signora's study, where the two of you were sorting through important paperwork and writing reports to officials, townsfolk, and the Tsartisa herself.

Signora nodded for her to speak.

"The Tsaritsa has requested their grace's presence."

Those words sent a shiver up your spine, you glanced nervously at Signora but her face was completely neutral.

"Thank you, we'll be on our way immediately." Signora stood from her chair and the servant scurried off.

"Signora-"

"You'll be okay." Her smile was so uncharacteristically warm. A smile that melted away the snow, a smile that saved you when you were dying in the cold.

You opened your mouth to say something doubtful, to argue or protest, but you didn't, "...okay..."

She grabbed your hand in hers, and it was warm, and she led you to the Tsaritsa. To the heart of the palace, a place you had never been.

Signora had told you a handful of times that the Tsarist was aware of your presence in the palace and condoned it. That when you had passed out in her arms after she had saved you, the Tsaritsa herself had made sure you had healed at your bedside.

You didn't ask why, throat closed up and mouth dry. You never questioned why. Signora was safe, she'd tell you all you needed to know, and what you didn't need to know... was fine by you.

"Here," Signora slipped her hand out of yours, pushing you forwards towards a staggeringly tall door, "I will be right here-"

"Why can't you come with me?" You looked up at her with wide fearful eyes, barely managing a shaky breath in and out.

Signora's eyes softened, a sight you and one other lost to the snow has seen, her hand on your shoulder tightened and she lowered herself to your level, "The Tsaritsa has not requested me, remember we are living in her palace, in her land. She would never put you in danger, and neither would I." She cupped your face and lifted your wandering eyes to hers, "You believe me, right?"

You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded.

She patted your cheek, "Good." A rare moment of fondness, she pressed her lips to your forehead softly, "Now go, don't keep her Majesty waiting too long."

You nodded, Signora's gentle and warm touch leaving your form. The cold surrounded you as you pressed your palm to the handle of the door. The cold spread throughout your veins, freezing your lungs and heart.

You used all your might to push the heavy door open, squeezing past it. It shut with a thud behind you.

You kept your eyes on the ground, barely wandering to fully take in the room.

You could feel her Majesty's presence, but you'd never formally met her before. How were you supposed to greet her? Were you supposed to greet her? What titles should you use? She was far scarier than any of the harbingers, you couldn't tell if your limbs were shaking from the cold or pure fear.

"Raise your head, child." A deep, baritone voice came from the throne, jostling you out of your frozen state.

You followed her command immediately, raising your head to meet her eyes- were covered. Her eyes were covered.

Her height was staggering as well, she must've towered over everyone in the palace including the harbingers. Her throne was completely made out of ice too, everything in the room as well. If you weren't careful, you'd slip and fall.

On her stoic face, the ghost of a smile played at her lips.

She stood from her throne, a grand and intricate dress falling gracefully behind her as she made her for you.

You could feel each step in your chest, the dread building up. You bit your tongue to stop tears from welling in your eyes.

She gracefully swooped into a kneel and grabbed your hand with surprising gentleness. Her hand, despite bearing a glove, was ice cold and pulsated with power.

It made you dizzy, the pure cryo energy in one human body and the power of three gnosis in her possession.

"It's an honor to formally meet you, your grace." Her deep voice reverberated in your head.

You stumbled on your words, "Y-y-y-you too your majesty." You squeaked.

She chuckled, "No need to be so formal, you've lived in my palace for quite some time now, haven't you. I know you well."

"You've been... watching..?" The question slowly died on your throat as you realized the absurdity of it. You were in her palace, her home territory. Of course she'd be watching you.

"I have. Everything that goes on in my home I am aware of. Not only in the palace, but in the whole of Snezhnaya." She answered with a smile, one that seemed oddly sinister, "There are many things I wish to tell you, many questions I believe you have. Those will all be answered in due time, you are still far too young for all of these dealings." Her hand slipped away from yours and you felt the blood flow resume - you hadn't even noticed it had slowed.

"First," An intricate box materialized itself in her hand, the same way the Traveler's weapon would appear and disappear on command, "I want you to know, your grace, that these are yours." She opened the box and you gasped, nearly tripping on the ice in your shock, "I have gathered two of the other archons' gnosis as well as my own, and soon to be all seven, all to give to you. I understand that this must be overwhelming which is why I don't expect you to accept or take them." Her smile grew and you swore you saw fangs peak out, "I merely want you to know that these are here for you, all you must do is call for them and they shall be yours."

"Why-?" You choked out, shock grasping at your throat, "You've worked so hard-"

"That is something that you must find out on your own." She closed the box, her smile ever present, "Snezhnaya has no room for tears and childhood, you've had to grow up faster than you could've ever imagined. I will give you some more time, but when you feel that spark of childhood extinguish, come to me."

"H-h-" The world spun, "H-How will I know?"

"You just will." The box disappeared from her hands, and in the same place Signora had left a warm and gentle kiss on your forehead, The Tsaritsa had done the same, chasing away whatever warmth lay on or underneath your skin. "Goodbye, child, it was wonderful meeting you."

You nodded, "You as well."

You scurried out the door, and just as she had promised; Signora was there.

Signora noticed the difference your meeting with the Tsaritsa had made immediately. You were shaken, your eyes had the beginnings of the frozen tundra in them.

Signora knew she wouldn't be able to preserve the warmth of your innocence and childhood forever, and it seems the threads of the Tsaritsa's grand plan were making themselves seen.

However, you still melted into her touch, smiling so widely when you saw her. Even with your ever-growing independence, you made sure to always stick next to her. You were never out of her sight, and that childish smile still remained when you saw her, or Childe, or Capitano, Pulcinella, Pierro, even Arlecchino, Columbina and Dottore got to see your childish smile. You were happy, and that was all Signora could ask for.

"Signora! Signora!" Your childish voice resounded through the halls.

"Yes, yes I'm right here dear, what is it?"

"Look!" You held out your hands to her, they were cupped together and on top of them rested a pyro moth.

Signora's eyes widened in shock, "Where did this come from?" There was no way you'd know these belonged to her, she had only ever used her cryo powers around you. Except-

"I don't know! It just kinda showed up, I think it likes me!" You smiled ear-to-ear, "It kinda reminds me of you, it's the same warmth I felt when you found me, you know?"

Signora hummed, her gloved hand coming up to lightly touch the wing of the moth, "I see." She smiled warmly, "Well, since it likes you so much, make sure to take good care of it."

You nodded enthusiastically.

Signora seemed to have been unaware of how close she had gotten to you. She knew her moth only had one objective: to watch over you.

Perhaps it was a good thing.

"What do you mean?!" You screeched, the moth that had shown up just a few days before fluttering distressed at your shoulder, "You're going away?" You whined, clutching onto her dress, "Why are you just telling me-?"

"(Y/n)." You froze at the use of your name, "You are still aware of the fact that I am a harbinger, this was going to happen eventually, I have a duty to the Tsaritsa and Snezhnaya. I must go, you know this. Everything has been set up, all that's left is for me to grab the gnosis and come right back. You understand."

It wasn't a question, and it wasn't a statement you would argue. You nodded miserably, stray tears falling down your cheeks.

Signora sighed, "Please don't cry." Her hands cupped your face and wiped away the fallen tears, "The other Fatui have taken care of most of the work, it will be quick and I'll come right back. You can be a big kid for a month can't you?" She smiled encouragingly

You sniffled and nodded, "I- I think so."

"Good, thank you, (Y/n). And if you don't think you can be a big kid there's always Childe and Columbina and the other harbingers." Signora smiled, "You can visit the orphanage with Arlecchino, do whatever you want. So long as you stay safe and keep Little Ayin with you. Understand?"

"Yes Signora!" You saluted like one of the Fatui underlings, Little Ayin fluttering encouragingly around you.

"Good!" She patted your head, "Now come on, you can follow me to the boat but you can't come with me."

You grinned, holding her hand and leading the way to the front doors of the palace, "Don't worry! One day I'll become a harbinger and be able to come with you to all of your missions!"

"Really? Will you be the 12th harbinger?" Signora asked ammused.

"Nope! I'll be first!"

"And what of Pierro?"

"He'll be retired. He already has back problems."

Signora snorted, "Don't be saying things like that so boldly, you might make an enemy of Pierro." She ruffled your hair playfully.

It didn't take long enough to reach the boat. You squeezed her hand, almost silently begging her to not go.

"I'll see you soon, (Y/n)." Signora smiled.

You flung yourself into her arms, "See you soon!" You pulled back with a grin, barely managing to hold back the tears.

Signora softly smiled, grasping your hands in hers. You felt her place a solid and cold object in your hands. She closed your hands together and patted them, "I'll be back in a month. Make sure not to cause the others too much grief."

You grinned, "No promises!"

She nodded and pulled away, you stopped yourself from chasing her warmth. She boarded the ship and you watched as they prepared for travel. You stood there the entire time as they prepared to leave, and then followed the boat as far as you could until they were too far at sea. Not for a second did you stop waving at Signora until the boat was out of view. Your hand fell to your side slowly but definitively.

"(Y/n)."

You swallowed down the tears and turned to grin at Arlecchino, "Yes. We should go home."

Arlecchino nodded, walking beside you.

You kept your hand next to Little Ayin, the other grasping whatever item Signora had entrusted to you.

"You look miserable." Arlecchino commented, "Come with me to the orphanage, it's been a while since your last visit."

You glanced up at her, and nodded, smiling softly, "Sure. Just- once we get there do you think I could have a moment to myself?"

Arlecchino gave you an undecipherable look, "Of course, (Y/n)."

Once at the orphanage, all the kids who you had grown close to over the past year swarmed you.

But just as she had promised, you were allowed a moment to yourself alone.

You took the item from your pocket and inspected it.

It was a locket. You stared at it, dumbfounded, your confusion doubling at the clearly Mondstadt design of the locket.

You opened the locket and a folded piece of paper fell out. However the picture in the locket was... Signora? And a man?

"Who..." You diverted your attention to the small piece of paper, unfolding it to read the message, "Dear (Y/n), I'm sorry for never having the strength to explain to you in person. Ask Pierro about the locket. I shall tell you more once I am back. -Signora"

You stared dumbfounded at the piece of paper and locket you now had in your hands. Was this even Signora? Maybe it was a family member of hers? But why would she give this to you-?

"(Y/n)?" There was a knock on the door, "The children are getting impatient."

"Oops! Coming!" You turned around and rushed through the door, past Arlecchino.

Immediately a genuine smile tugged at your lips as you spend the day at the orphanage, with those you could almost call your family.

You couldn't sleep in the orphanage. You and the kids had played for hours on end, a distraction from Signora's absence. However you refused to sleep there. No matter how inconvenient or spoiled and bratty you sounded.

Thankfully, after some pushing, Arlecchino relented and took you back to the palace even though it was well after midnight.

Being in an orphanage and staying there after Signora had left... you couldn't do it. Not after you had been ripped away from your other family.

"You know, I'm starting to really hate agreeing to babysitting duty." Arlecchino huffed, grimacing.

You snickered, "Did Signora ask you to babysit me?"

She sighed, "Not explicitly, but she did enough passive aggressive hints for me to get the message."

You giggled at the mental image, "Well you won't have to worry about me tomorrow, I have plans in mind to bother another Fatui member." You grinned sadistically, a grin you've seen on Arlecchino before.

"May the Tsaritsa help their soul then."

You hunted down Pierro as quickly as you could the next day, following him around like a lost duck.

"Is there something you need?" He asked gruffly.

"Yes, but it'd take up a lot of your time."

He sighed, "Is it important?"

"Yes." You stared up at him with wide, child-like, yet gravely serious eyes.

His visible eye searched yours for a moment, as if noticing something that wasn't there before. Maybe there was.

Pierro nodded, "Alright then, come with me."

He turned and briskly walked towards his office, you scurried after him, gently holding onto his coat so you could keep up with him.

The locket and note were held in your pocket, and Little Ayin was snuggled against your neck comfortably. Signora was still, in a way, with you. She'd come back in a month, and you'd be here waiting for her. You'd be able to ask all the questions you want about the locket and the couple in it.

He opened the door to his office and held the door open to allow you inside, "Go ahead and have a seat." He shut the door and sat opposite of you. With a rough sigh, he said, "So, what is it that you need to tell me?"

You pulled the note and locket out of your pocket, laying it on the table in front of you.

"Signora gave this to me before she had left." You looked up at him, searching his expression.

For a moment, confusion and shock made his eyebrows furrow, before they became neutral. Almost as though he had expected this.

"I see." She gently grabbed the note and read it, nodding to himself.

Opening the locket, he turned it so it faced you, the couple staring at you. The woman's smile one you had seen before.

"This was 500 years ago. The woman is Signora, and the man beside her was her husband, Rostam."

"Husband?" You sputtered, Little Ayin resting on your shoulder solemnly, "She has... why did she never tell me?"

"Because he is no longer with us." Pierro said, his eyes meeting your steadily, like he was telling a story that had already been finished. "He was once a Knight of Favonius, and after the calamity of Khaenri’ah the Knights were tasked with purging the monsters that had emerged. Here, Rostam had died. Signora had been at the Akademiya in Sumeru studying while he had died, and when she returned to find him dead she went insane. Swearing to burn away the world and cleanse it."

You remained silent, staring at the picture of such a happy couple. Unsure of what you should be feeling.

"I believe," He said carefully, but retaining all the power in his voice, "That she hesitated on telling you because of how much it hurt her. I never expected her to tell you at all." His hand gently came up to pat the top of your head, and you didn't realize all the tears that were falling onto your lap. "Rostam was Signora's family. The only one she had. I believe she sees you the same way now."

You screwed your eyes shut and curled in on yourself, sobbing into your hands.

"I-I want her back!" You wailed, "I don't- don't want her leaving." You hiccupped, "I miss my old family, she's-she's all I have."

"She'll return." Pierro said so assuredly that you couldn't help but believe him, "You must have faith in her. She's captured two gnosis successfully. She will return with one more. Trust me when I say this is just as painful for her as it is you."

You nodded, sniffling. Reminding yourself over and over that she would return.

The first night on the ship, Signora had cried. She cried like she had just lost someone, cried like her first night in the Akademiya. Like she was alone for the first time in a long time.

It was the longest and hardest month she'd had in centuries. It was foolish - stupid of her to get so close to you. She feared that history had a habit of repeating itself, and she was petrified for the latter half of her history repeating.

But you were in the Zapolyarny Palace, under the protection of the Tsaritsa and the harbingers. T here was no way you would be hurt while under Her Majesty's care.

But her subordinates could see her stress, how she was snappier and any semblance of leniency she had shown in their homeland had evaporated. She chalked it up to this being an important mission, the most important one since last year when she and Childe obtained the Geo Gnosis. Of course, any leniency allowed by her could put the whole mission in jeopardy.

She'd get this mission finished with soon. At this point all that was left was to take the damn thing and go home.

"Filthy rats... all of you!"

She was desperate, insane, a witch.

All the heartbreak she went through after she lost Rostam, the pain and fear you felt when you awoke in this world to never see your family again, you would not feel it again. She had to go back to Snezhnaya, she had to go back to you-!

In the end, she did make it back to Snezhnaya. In a casket.

"Pierro! Pierro! She's here! She's here!" You squealed, bounding out of the palace.

"(Y/n)..." You were too excited to notice his odd tone, "Slow down."

From the day he had told you of Signora's past, you kept the locket around your neck. Even if you never knew Rostam, if he made Signora happy then he had your approval.

"Come on, Little Ayin! Why are you so slow?" You gently but hurriedly scooped the strangely forlorn fire moth into your hands. "I thought you'd be more excited for Signora's return." You giggled, running through the snow even before the sun had begun to rise, Pierro following slowly behind.

You waited at the dock, "How long will it take for them to be here?" You questioned Pierro, staring up at him with wide and excited eyes.

Pierro watched the child-like nature flutter with hope in your eyes. He sighed, "The report said they'd be here by sunrise."

"How long until sunrise?" You bounced on your tippy-toes, stretching your neck to see as far out into the ocean as you could.

"Far too long, child, it's 3 in the morning." He patted your shoulder hardily, "And you've been up since midnight."

"I just can't wait!" You grinned.

Oh how Pierro was dreading the morning sun.

Quite a few Fatui were gathered around the docks, and of course, you were the first to spot the boat carrying Signora.

"There! That's her! That's her!" You screeched, pointing at the boat.

But no one cheered.

You didn't think to question it, Pierro having to hold you back from sprinting up the plank laid down from the boat to the dock.

You saw ginger hair and a red scarf at the top of the plank.

"Childe? What's he-?"

You felt your heart drop to your feet and then somehow tumbling even further away from your grasp. Your stomach churned and twisted. You wanted to throw up and cry out your insides.

Childe didn't smile at you when his eyes met you, as he led a group of people carrying a human-sized box off of the ship.

You broke away from Pierro's grasp, hitting his hand away from you when he reached for you.

"(Y/n)-!" He barked after you sternly.

"Childe!" You crashed into his front, holding onto the front of his shirt even though he towered above you, "Where is she?"

His eyes somehow managed to look even more dead, hope chased away long ago.

Fear grappled your heart, stopping it's beating entirely. You shook him, your voice raising dangerously, "Where is she Tartaglia!"

He shakily inhaled, pity in his dark blue orbs, an ocean swallowing you in the beginnings of grief. He closed his eyes and turned his head to look at the box that was being carried by six Fatui.

"There."

"..."

There was silence, quieter than the deathly snow at night, waiting for its next victim. Your limbs and organs stopped working, halting their movements to stare at the box.

"Stop lying." You whispered.

"I'm not-"

"She's not!" You choked, shaking Tartaglia desperately, "You're lying!"

"(Y/n)." A firm hand gripped your shoulder, Pierro softly yet firmly said, "Please-"

"Did you know?!" You whipped around to face him, eyes wide and pupils pinpricks, breathing erratic - angry - and tears falling furious from your eyes.

"... yes. We got a report-"

"Why didn't you tell me!" You screeched, pushing him away from you and backing away, your hands clenched as fists at your side.

Pierro lowered his hand with a frown, "Because we knew you wouldn't believe us and that you'd react like this."

"She's not- she can't be- she's still in Inazuma you just left her behind. You- you-" You choked on your words and sobs, crying into your sleeves.

You clutched Little Ayin to your chest, its warmth the only comfort.

Without even realizing it, you were running, your name being shouted from behind you before stopping. But you kept running. And running.

And running.

You were once again lost in the tundra, snow billowing past. Except now you were accustomed to it, and attuned to the world in a way you nor anyone else could begin to imagine.

However one thing remained the same. You had lost your home. Your family. Once again, it had happened.

You fell into the snow, curling into a pathetic, sobbing ball. Crying into your arms and knees and hands until you couldn't feel your body. Everything was numb, even your heart and mind.

There was no point, no reason, no rhyme or love or life.

You wailed into the snow, into the tundra and wild of Snezhnaya. You screamed and cried like a wounded animal, begging and screaming for someone to bring Signora back. To bring your family back.

Your prayers were only slightly listened to. A warmth floated by your ear and you jerked away. You were laying on your stomach, face numb in the snow, until Little Ayin encouraged you to roll onto your back as it laid on your chest. Right where your heart was beating erratically.

It brought warmth throughout your chest and your raised your hands to gently hold it. Your wails and sobs turning into pitiful sniffles and whimpers. It was as though a limb had been torn off you and you were desperately trying to convince yourself you could reattach it. That you'd still have it good as new.

That Signora would come back. She'd come back she promised she promised, they all promised, she'll come back one day.

You gulped in breathes of cold air, stabilizing yourself in the warmth you pretended was Signora's hand. When suddenly the temperature dropped even more. Your tears turned into icicles after they fell, your entire body numb.

You didn't even move your eyes when you saw a pair of hands come up to wipe at your face. When they moved away, you saw tear and blood stains.

"Dear, you've certainly made quite a mess of yourself." It was the deep baritone of Her Majesty, yet despite that you couldn't bring yourself to care. Your heart didn't jump in recognition and neither did your eyes widen. You lay there motionless.

"Come, it is far too harsh out here for a wounded heart." She easily picked your limp body up, Ayin still laying against your chest, its pulsating warmth weaker than ever.

The Tsaritsa noticed a pattern within her kingdom. The cycle of love repeating endlessly, so everlasting even the Raiden Shogun would be envious.

How cruel this cycle was to her subjects and even the ruler of them all. To allow attachments to grow and fester and wrap thorns and roots in one's heart only to have them brutally torn out. Leaving you with nothing but scars.

Right now you were a bleeding wound, not even the most adept and knowledgeable would be able to know how to help you.

Not even the Tsaritsa, who had seen and experienced this pattern countless times, did not know the solution.

But she knew different outcomes. She merely awaited to see which one you would set down.

The day of Signora's official funeral you were much quieter. The harbingers gathered around her cold casket. You had grieved alone with her corpse some days earlier, pretending her hand was grasping your own and she was hugging you closely to her chest. That you were missing your old family as she comforted you, back when you were younger and more of a crybaby.

That she'd allow you to be weak again, to be a crybaby again and weep for what you missed.

She had never responded to your questions about her and Rostam.

Her cold casket didn't burn bright red like Little Ayin. It was white in the white snow and ice. Columbina sang with a smile, the other harbingers bickering. Your hand rested against her coffin.

The creeps of the Tsaritsa's power made themselves known, frost creeping their way through the building. You comforted the cold metal of the coffin the same way her hand comforted you. Perhaps you could pretend that somewhere, somehow, she could feel it.

Little Ayin fluttered away from you, landing on the fallen pawn on the chessboard.

"We are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade..."

The words from Pulcinella's mouth made you sick. Your teeth grit in anger.

The traveler had defeated The Fair Lady in a duel before the throne. Childe's words were engraved into your very mind, anger burning through your veins. It was customary for her to be executed after their fight by the shogun.

The harbinger's heartless and stupid words made it worse, your gaze flickering between them like a caged animal ready to strike. You tapped your finger against the coffin, willing yourself to believe it was empty.

"It's time to end tonight's foolish theatrics." Pierro stepped out of the shadows, the frost spreading across the floor away from you, "Right now you have no captive audience."

You unclenched your fist and stood straighter as the harbingers gathered around her. Blood dribbled from your palm where you had cut them with your nails.

Little Ayin rested on her coffin, and it burned away. Your last source of her warmth gone. You had to bite your tongue to keep from crying or yelling.

Pierro's every word hung in the air like the ending of an act to a play. And at the end of the act, the entire building was encased in ice. Never to be disturbed again, Signora would rest in absolute peace.

"As was Her Majesty's benevolence."

But it wasn't until after you had returned to the palace, with a demand to meet with Her Majesty, when you realized she was no where near the vacinity.

The Tsaritsa hadn't frozen Signora's burial site. You had.

"Your Majesty." You faced her, head lifted to meet her eyes.

"Yes, your grace?" She responded with a wicked grin.

"I am no longer a child." Your eyes resembled her eleventh harbinger, Hell having greeted you firsthand, "My birth mother and family cruelly torn away from me, and my mother from this world now dead. My childhood is dead and I wish to accept the gnosis."

Your eyes, wide with youth, were steadfast and set in determination and - the Tsaritsa amusedly noticed - rage.

She grinned, fangs peaking from behind her lips, "Then... I am sorry...to also have you shoulder the grievances of the world. Since you could endure my bitter cold, you must have the desire to burn? Then, burn away the old world for me. That is all I ask of you. Surely you can fulfill it."

The box materialized in her hands and you reached to take it.

"I will burn away the old world." You said through gritted teeth, your knuckles turning white from your grip on the gnosis, "I will cleanse this world, and I will kill the traveler."

The Tsaritsa nodded, her smile never faltering, "Then welcome to the Fatui, your grace. I know you shall become a wonderful ruler for the new world, and a vengeful soldier for your lost mother."

The patterns that love followed truly were amusing.

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Linktober Shadow Day 7

Gloom Hands

This goes out to the way I cackled hysterically once seeing these things in TOTK, well done Zelda Team. They're a terrifying concept and I really feel exploring that could be fun, even if this prompt gave me a headache and a half.

Bit late today because we've been pelted by way too many storms/lightning and writing on mobile with lightning shaking your house is generally a bad idea, so I spent most of the time writing this and the Linktober prompt by hand, then transcribing it back onto mobile as soon as I could touch eletronics without the major risk of being zapped and picking a god and praying that my internet wouldn't be too funky so I could get it out on time. Short one again though because I still need to finish the Linktober prompt so it should come out later today or fully tomorrow, sorry folks.

Anyway, as always can be read as romantic or platonic, also Sage is here both because of the prompt and because the mental image of Wild Reader and Sage trauma bonding over the extremely twisted nature Gloom/the Malice have compared to just dark magic in general in LoZ was too funny to resist, if Nintendo won't talk about the many variations of Dark Magic in LOZ and how it affects any who come in contact with it then lord darn it I guess I'll just have to do it myself (or as much as I can without breaking out the companion essay to the Realm of Darkness and Realm of Light essay which I'm already having trouble digging out).

TW:

Technically graphic descriptions of decay, gore and eldritch horror, and Reader just not having a good day in general, don't recommend reading I'd you're highly squeamish.

When you’ve first met Sage, as the Chain temporarily dubbed him, you and Wild didn’t miss the way he looked so, so haunted. Emotions warring like a storm as he looked Wild over in a mix of disbelief and the weariness of a wounded fox getting ready to bite just to escape, at the Chain with such longing ache that made one’s heart break, the way the first time he met Wolfie he didn’t hesitate to throw himself atop the canine and hug him so close like he was trying to melt into the fur, and looking at you like he didn’t know wether to cry, scream or to shut down before he buried it under the mask you knew your resident Champion could use when trying so desperately to keep it together, hands shaky as he signed in a way that set your teeth on edge and felt like you had taken a dozen of ice arrows to the back, urgent, 'It’s not safe. None of you should be here. You need to leave. Now.'

Needless to say it was alarming, even as you all knew just how ferociously untamed his and Wild’s Hyrule could be, with being overrun with so, so many types of divinity through each crack, root, drop and flesh of it’s beings. From Hylia’s cold calculating care, the Three Goddesses blood, tears and breath of life, to the Malice’s howling self sustaining fury, The Lost Woods ever overgrowing freedom and even the remnants of the Fierce Deity’s hunt in Satori’s and Malaniya's savage display of cyclic eternity, it wasn’t any surprised that apart from the Traveler’s Hyrule it was the most aggressive one with the smorgasbord of energy so thick it made even you choke on it everytime you stepped foot in it. Beautiful and free in an echo of it’s once untamed state in the age of myth even before Sky.

Over time, you and the Chain learned how to adapt to it. To listen to the warnings Wild gave about the Guardians and about the remains of Malice in his monsters, of how the moon had been forever tainted with it and how, until Sheikah tech was fully repurposed it would be best to avoid the castle all together it was difficult but manageable, and even if Sage’s reaction was alarming (and he seemed even more troubled once Wild passed onto him from Sky that, while he wasn’t to come with them yet due to how things were apparently ‘fated’ to happen, there was no way you all could leave quite yet, distantly sticking by Wild and Twilight when possible and checking on everyone’s health when not doing so), you’d though it would be much the same for his own, and in parts you were right as the Chain had taken to the new environment like fishes to water even if it took some adjustments.

Though you were quickly proven wrong, and you could have laughed at your past self’s naivety.

It was meant to be a quick run to clear a black blooded monster camp, and while decently challenging, it was over quickly between the Chain getting more apt at fighting the enemy, Sage’s addition as the man fought as ruthlessly and ferociously as Wild, switching between deadly marksmanship and feral combat on a dime and the absence of the unnaturally inteligent black scales lizalfos, you’d rest and be on your way quickly. Or so you all thought.

Twilight had been the first to smell it, the bubbling of dark but distinctively twisted magic, even more so than Zant’s brand of madness. Wild the one to spot it, the rot black and blood crimson building up at the edges of camp from his vantage point but it was Sage who had tensed, eyes snapping to the faint glow the Master Sword emmited just as the sky darkned before his frantic, alarmed howl swept over the Chain, the sheer desperate, protective panic making all of your boys still, because Sage never used his voice unless he absolutely had to, “IT'S NOT OVER! MOVE!”

It was all the warning any of you got before reality twisted, straining, and then finally screaming, the heavens staining with crimson as if gutted open, the eyes of a sin against nature itself cutting through your relief and infecting your veins with terror. It shakes you to the core, freezing with indecisive flight or fight as you spotted the tide. Heart in your throat as you tried to comprehend what you saw.

“WHAT THE-“, Legend cursed, looking ashen as his grip on his fire rod tightened. Really, all of your heroes look disturbed and you can’t blame them.

“Get to high ground if you want to live! We can’t fight these things.”, snapped Sage, much more composed, but no less frenzied.

None of you hesitate to listen.

(There were some unspoken rules, when in Wild’s Hyrule the first time around. If there is something the Champion, the most reckless of all Links, wasn’t willing to fight head on or said wasn’t worth it, the best course of action was to listen, specially if the group was vulnerable.)

The hands screech, the tide rolling over the land with an reality splitting clamoring, a sound so filled with fury and so, so twisted it made your Hylian’s ears friends bleed and you lift a hand to your head in pain as Wild pulled you along, Sage leading the charge for the nearest cliff face as Warrior’s threw Wind over his shoulders and Twilight didn’t hesitate before doing the same to Four, the frost from Legend and bomb arrows from Time and Sky barely doing nothing to slow it’s relentless charge, merely taking from it a distorted, pitched crescendoing belt of pure rage and the overlaying of many tortured souls screaming all at once, of Hyrule rejecting this existence from the world but wounded at being unable to vanquish it, the sound it makes as it spreads and drags itself across the ground with uncanny speed with it’s many, many arms like something in between sludge and smacking, wet, rotten flesh.

Sage switches between shooting arrows to helping the other Links up the cliff and shooting at it’s eyes with the strongest bow he has,making as many arrow fusions on the spot as he dares. The others quickly taking as many ranged weapons from their sides to do the same. You help Hyrule up the clifface, while Wild swipes Cryonis over the field, climbing up himself, being hauled to Sage’s side.

You are almost there when one of the hands latch onto your ankle, and you go down with a scream, Sage all but dropping the bow in his hand in favor to latching onto your hand with snarl. And

It.

Is.

Agony.

(It burns through you like your very atoms have been set on fire,bthe hands take the opportunity to sink into you, long long unnatural fingers sinking into your flesh in a unhurried blanket of darkness, the Demon King’s will is roaring, growling with abyssal rage, if it cannot rule Hyrule, it would kill everything in it instead. Gloom sinks into your cells, raptures the membranes and makes the skin slip, frantically invading, you taste rotten flesh on the back of your throat and the scent of wither and ash choke you as it sinks into your flesh, marrow, breaks down your bones bit by bit, cracking and infecting and breaking down your very essence with the fury of a dead deity which refused die, decay on an accelerated rate all over where the hands clutched like a vice as the Links trunfo pull you out or attack it and it is painful and it’s excruciatingly wretched and make it STOPCEASEITHURTS-)

A well aimed Skyward Strike severs the connection, the pain stops and you fall into Sage, breathing hard and unevenly, grasping at him like a lifeline, clawing and counting at Wild’s arm on your other side like a wounded animal, your taste blood on your throat from the screams that were ripped from it, Hyrule falling to his knees on your side as healing magic washes over you like a shroud, trying to get you to respond.

Reality howls along with you, before all is silent.

It barely took a second.

“... Just what were those things?”, rasps Sky, horrified, a sentiment echoed through the Chain, though you can’t focus on it, trying not to choke on your own blood and to pull yourself together, Wild’s hand unconsciously settling on your pulse, shaking, and Sage’s tense tone cuts through the air as he scans the area. Still tense, tone hoarse.

“... The reason why I wanted you to leave.”

Later, much, much later, before you all leave, you learn they are called Gloom Hands.

It’s unanimously agreed that all you hold loathing for those abominations, even long after you’re forced to leave Sage.

He whispers something to Wild on the way out, hugging him close, trembling. Your Champion nods, you can’t make out the words, but you make sure to hold him as close as you can before you go, indulge him in checking for your pulse even long after you’re healed.

You hope he’ll be safe, he hopes that the next time you all see each other again, it’ll be under better circumstances.

#linked universe x reader #linked universe wild x reader #linked universe sage x reader #Does Sage know more than he lets on? Absolutely. Will he ever talk about it? Probably not.#Up to interpretation what Sage told Wild because it's very intentional that no one but him hears it #Yes I threw the Chain right in the middle of his adventure just to cause future worry and trauma lol #Just saying. The Gloom Hands are as much a living being as they are an infection upon the living land that is Hyrule #None of the aspects of Hyrule like it and the people in it much less.#Due to the many faces of Dark Magic in LoZ not even people connected to it are down for it in this essay I will-#I have a lot of thoughts about it in my mind and headcanons to try and fill in the gaps but sadly the storm kept me from addressing it #Also shout out to the ask about my thoughts on it.#I apologize for the wall of text you shall receive once I'm actually well rested enough because 'tis a long one #but just thinking about it helped me dive into this prompt with all the vigor of a possessed victorian widow #after inheriting her husband's state #I have way too many thoughts about the nature of Hyrule and the lore and connections behind it's magic lol #summer writes linktober shadow 2023 #summer writes

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tokillamockingbird427 · 4 months

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I put together a list of names that I think would fit Ms Walker

Lorelai, meaning Alluring Enchantress

Amira, meaning Princess

Lysandra, meaning Liberator

Sloane, meaning Warrior/Fighter

Aofie, meaning Beauty/Radiance

Seraphina, meaning Fiery

Nesrin, meaning Wild Rose

Bellona, meaning War-Like

Adella, meaning Of The Nobility

Maretta, meaning Star Of The Sea

Umbrella, meaning One In The Shadows

Elaila, meaning Dusk/Night

Ilaria, meaning Cheerful

Verena, meaning To Fear/To Respect

Adrestia, meaning Godess of Revolt

Satori, meaning Enlitghtement

Saoirse, meaning Liberty

Ooooo, these are some neat names. I like Amira mostly because of the mental image of Elias calling the wife "My princess" and being all dramatic with treating her like royalty is cute+funny. He'd mean it too! Even if he's doing it for the bit he'd want to do all the nice gentlemanly shit like walking her down stairs, helping her out of the car, chauffeuring her around, etc.

I've been think I should make a poll of my fave names and have y'all vote on them. I think it'd be fun.

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #elias walker #mrs walker/the wife #beloved anon

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lunar-wandering · 2 years

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Giggle Glow AU idea: Macaque would use his shadows to make Wukong laugh or giggle whenever he can, like letting the others trip around Wukong, letting them make funny noises or whatever. No one knows this of course.

Every time Wukong would start giggling only to be embarrassed after a few moments because he started glowing. And because Macaque is Macaque he finds that very hilarious and starts giggling himself, causing him to glow faintly too.

Everyone just thinks he giggles at the same things as Wukong though. Hghghgh

This just randomly came to my mind hghgh

hfjkLKJLDKFSD PLEASE

im just

struck with the mental image of Wukong laughing, and then pausing and turning to GLARE at Macaque, while Macaque is covering the lower half of his face with his scarf and lightly smacking his tail against the wall behind himself in an attempt not to laugh at the expression on Wukong’s face. (he’s failing, his glow is flickering in and out really obviously)

Macaque ABSOLUTELY makes his shadow do the bunny ears thing over top of other people’s heads i can see it now dshfksdflksjflksjdf

#Monkie Kid #Giggle Glow AU

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dogt-eeth · 7 months

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thinking abt black arms sonic boom shadow again. he was a part of team dark, but was Brain Blasted when the black arms arrived and lost most of his memories, slowly, painfully, until he ran away from his friends to live in a cave forever. rouge and omega are in a race to find him, to get their friend back. is this anything? hello? im listening to brand new day from dr horrible. sorry.

shadow sees images of rouge and omega, and it gives him migraines, and he doesnt know why. eclipse tells him its no problem and nothing to worry about, black doom gaslights him abt how its like. "those migraines are becuz you know how foolish these mortals are. go kill them lmao".

rouge and omega live on the main-land, in a city, in an unassuming apartment. they dont work for the government this time. rouge owns her club and shadow and omega are bouncers- behind the scenes they do weapons deals and vigilante work. they kind of run a mobian underground gang? rouge is like the matriarch of her section of town. omega was built by eggman in a plan to take over some mainland cities, but he was abandoned and dropped in the sea. he washed up on shore, and rouge fixed him up a bit and omega vowed allegiance to her and revenge on his creator, who he cant rlly remember. shadow was discovered when rouge and omega were infiltrating GUN bases trying to find info on omega's creators whereabouts. omega convinced rouge to take him in. they help him work out his memories, rouge spends a few days reading through shadow's files. they become goth best friends easily. yay!

they kind of have to bunker down for the black arms invasion. rouge tries to prepare by letting omega know whats going on, and keeping shadow and omega up in the apartment instead of working in the club. rouge doesnt want it to be real, she hopes rlly hard that it wont happen, so she doesnt tell shadow at first. after the first wave of migraines, memories resurfacing, and detached voices tho, she has to come clean. sucks! omega is mad at her, but he doesnt try to tell shadow becuz he doesnt rlly know as much as rouge does. they refuse to lock shadow up again, but they regret it once he runs away (after abt a week of endless onslaught of Psychic Attacks). theres a lot of fighting in the last week before shadow runs away. mostly shadow fighting the mental attacks. hes bedridden for a while. omega and rouge fight, too. omega is mad at rouge for not telling shadow anything about his past. she knows it was stupid, but she was really hoping it would turn out differently. she says omega wouldnt know becuz hes an emotionless robot. so. tensions are high. and shadow is getting fed Evil Juice so he keeps tearing apart the curtains. he runs away in the middle of the ngith, which is really just the afternoon for these guys. he has to fight omega to escape the apartment. shadow gets out mostly unscathed, becuz omega doesnt want to hurt him so badly, but omega has to be heavily repaired, which is why they cant go after shadow fast enough to track him easily. they hear about sonic from some GUN files a few months later. on the list of his adversaries is a hedgehog doppelganger- described as having a familiar star-shaped quill style, and black and red fur. they book it to the island as soon as possible. probably steal some GUN transport. either rouge figures out the controls, or they kidnap some GUN hostage to fly it for them. either way.

eventually they find shadow. yay! they help him get his memories back and stop the evil alien invasion, and omega gets to find out where eggman lives. they move in to the island w shadow so they can try to stop eggman more.. permanently. things reset back to funny sitcom, except now the goths are there too.

#sorry this is kinda angsty. if you listened to dr horrible you would know why #sonic boom black arms au #sorry long post ik. i got brain blasted with good lore

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moldy-mold · 1 year

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Hi I LOVE the Yugioh swap au stuff you're doing, it's so much fun and with both posts you've made I've gone over the pictures over and over trying to get every detail avhsbshd

Marik and Ishizu switching places?? Beautiful, fantastic, glorious- but also Where Is Odion and Is He Okay

Thief Queen Mai can send me to the shadow realm as much as she wants and I would thank her tbh-

I have Many Questions about Joey and Tea in the newest one- it seemed that before, Joey was still friends with the main gang? Or at least friends with Seto, so I have to wonder if they aren't as close as they seem or if Something Else went down (also I hope you know that, for me at least, this au has inspired puppyshipping galore every time I think about it sjdbjs)

And Tea getting Timaeus, the card that Yugi originally used and I would have expected Seto to use? Facinating, I'd love to know if anything in particular led to that decision or if it was just for shits and giggles

Serenity?? With the eye?? I am intrigued, is she evil, how much pain has she caused Joey, what's the story there I Must Know

And f i n a l l y , our main two, our lovely rivals, the tallest and shortest people on the show-

Did Yugi and Seto go through a whole life swap? It seems that way, with Mutoland (also it's hilarious that Mokuba wants to go with Yami Seto, thanks for that) and generally How Yugi Is Dressed in the pictures we've seen, so does that mean Seto actually goes to school and he and Mokuba run a game shop?? Because that's a fantastic mental image ngl- and would that mean that Yugi kidnapped Mokuba, if the 'first episode' went the same direction as canon?

And does this mean that, in the past, roles were swapped as well? Seto being the Pharaoh while Atem is his priest? Or is that as usual and they have to tell Yugi he's the reincarnation of an ancient Pharaoh ahdbjsbd

Are the favored cards swapped around? Is Dark Magician more powerful/more rare than Blue Eyes? Is Yugi still the same height as Mokuba that's the real question here-

DOES YUGI BELIEVE IN MAGIC OR IS HE AS STUBBORN AS CANON SETO NOW THAT'S THE REAL QUESTION-

So many questions and (probably) so few answers- but whether you answer this or not, I enjoy your au Greatly and I'm Very Excited for whatever comes next!!

HEY!! THANK YOU SM!! Glad y’all are having fun with it!! It was a real mind-bending journey to draw and think about.

I’ll answer these questions carefully. I don’t want to give everything away so if I skip over it, I probably have plans for it that I’ll hopefully get to drawing!

Odion, as far as I know, has the same role as he did originally. I would like to draw him in the future. 8)

I have such a bias for Mai, I love her the most and would like for her to be more important in DM, personally.

Joey is friends with the gang but he’s closer to Seto than Yugi. Seto and Joey are on first-name basis! Isn’t that crazy??!! I think businessman Yugi is too busy these days. :( The main reason Orichalcos Joey happened was because he was tired of Yami Seto always defending him when he wants to be able to take care of himself. I’m still very surprised at the fact that in the anime, Atem succumbed the power of the Orichalcos and yet, Joey did not. The hot-headed gambling delinquent boy Joey did not???!

I gave Timaeus to Tea because I want to make her more important to the Orichalcos lore since she doesn’t quite have a place in the ancient Egypt lore. I haven’t decided who her two partners would be.

Many plans for Serenity…

Yugi and Seto do have a life swap, but not a personality swap. So yea, Yugi and his Grandpa run Muto Corp and the Kaibas run a game store LOL! Seto probably did something to Big Boss Grandpa and episode 1 happens all over again.

I’ma be honest and say I haven’t watched the Egypt final arc yet so I don’t know what happens in there. I will watch it soon! But for now, because I like having Atem’s personality inside Seto’s body (that just makes it really really funny for me), that’s Pharaoh Atem we’re seeing. Seto hates it. :)

YES Dark Magician is more rare than Blue Eyes. PERSONAL BIAS. I love Dark Magician lmaooo.

Yugi believes in magic yet he does NOT have any of the millennium items!!!! Right now he’s just thinking “oh it’s better someone else keeps them since they’re dangerous.” And that’s that. Seto is STILL STUBBORN and doesn’t believe in ancient Egyptian magic despite what is happening to him!! He has a feeling Atem is important but doesn’t really believe the weird power of the god cards and the millennium items.

Thank you for your questions! It truly is fun to talk about this!

#ask moldy

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the-whatcherof-89 · 2 years

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Fun Jonathan Micheal Vincent Georgina James Sus Dy The Third Aka Fundy the fish boy from L’Manberg.

Kitsune Mesmerist(Dreamstalker)16 XP76800

Neutral (With chaotic tendencies) Medium Humanoid (Fey)

HP134(16d8+48)

AC29(+4Dex+3Shield+2Deviation+8Armor+2Natural)

BaB+12 BMC+12 DMC+26

FORT+11 REFL+17 WILL+15

Racial traits: Fey subtype, Gregarious, Change shape, Superior shapeshifter, Low light vision.

Traits: Amiable briber, Dependent.

Class abilities: Dreams of pain, Consumate liar, Hypnotic stare, Mesmerist tricks (Linked reaction, Gift of will, Mesmeric mirror, Mesmeric pantomime, pectoral smoke, Shadow splinter, Somnomancer, Sleepless, Touch of the night, Bold stare, Dream walker, Mental potency, Hypnotic stare, Masterful tricks(Cursed sanction, Vision of blood), Traumatic spell.

Spellcasting CL16 DC17 Spells per day 7/7/7/5/4/2 Spells known:

6-Dream travel, Mindscape.

5-Shadow walk, Mage private sanctum, Waves of fatigue, Mass castigate.

4-Solid fog, Dream, Dominate person, Dimension door, Freedom of movement.

3-Blindness/Deafness, Nondetection, Dispel magic, Crushing despair, Displacement, See invisibility.

2-Mirror image, Burning gaze, Detect thoughts, Inflict pain, Steal breath, Touch of idiocy.

1-Hideous laughter, Sleep, Grease, Magic aura, Charm person, Mental block, Animate rope.

0-Detect magic, Read magic, Open/close, Light, Mage hand, Haunted fey aspect.

STR10 DEX18 CON16 INT12 WIS14 CHA24

Feats: Strong personality, Craft wondrous items, Brew potions, Ready for battle, Intimidating glare, Compounded pain, Extended stare, Medium armor proficiency.

Skills: Appraise+5, Bluff +20, Craft(Alchemy)+14, Diplomacy +18, Disguise +18, Escape artist +25, Intimidate +10, Knowledge (Arcana) +14, (Dungeon)+8, (History)+8, (Local)+8, (Nobility)+8, (Religion)+8, Linguistics+5, Perception +20, Perform(keyboard instruments)+10, Profession(gambler)+10, Sense motive+10, Sleight of hand +8, Spellcraft +20, Stealth+20, Use magic device +18.

Languages: Common, Sylvan, Draconic, Orc, Undercommon, Elven, Giant, Alko, Aquan, Ignan.

Equipment: Staff of the planes, Light crossbow+2, 50+1 Bolts, Adamantine battleaxe, Adamantine breastplate+2 of invulnerability, Darkwood buckler+2 of moderate fortification, Ring of protection+2, Amulet of natural armor+2, Dream catcher, Mask of the mesmerist, Headband of alluring charimsa+4, Cloak of resistance+3, Belt of mighty constitution+2, Bracers of dexterity+2, Boots of speed, Bag of holding type I, Ioun stones: lavender and green ellipsoid, pale lavender ellipsoid, Potions: cure critcal wounds (4), Carpet of flying, Ring of feather falling, Scroll of permanency, 5gp.

Background: Fundy is a character difficult to forget since he is the only anthropomorphic fox of the land and he is the son of Wilbur (the destroyer of L’Manberg) and a fish called Sally(this seems REALLY questionable). A creative child at heart Funny has built a LOT of structures and helped to build many others. He has also covered different roles over the years and the various governments; Among these: Secretary of state, Archbishop, Daemon hunter, Spy, Officer, Butcher and even a Maid… He is very mischievous, still, his age is a mystery so he could be hundred of years old like his adoptive grandfather, Phylza. Because of this it might be that he is just too young and still need time to develop a more adult behavior. Despite this he is smart and longs for attention, something that it wasn’t given to him by some that he followed (like Tubbo), or not given enough by others (Phylza?) and tricked into doing their biddings (Schlatt, BBH). Fundy also has some powers related to dreams and seems to have no control on how deep he can go or with what he interacts inside said dreams/nightmares. Some of these proved prophetic as he abandoned his old life and joined Quackity in Las Nevadas. After Wilbur’s return, Fundy had a confrontation with him and accusing him not being a good fatherly figure he jumped off a bridge losing his second canon life. One night a dream became even more realistic than ever. Fundy saw terrifying figures hunting him down: the Dreamons. As he woke up, the lights of Las Nevadas welcomed him and he took a night stroll to relieve the tension. He reached the border of the city and took a moment of respite. He looked at the sky, thinking what to do next and his last meeting with Wilbur. “So you have no mastery over your dreamscape, yes? I can help.” Fundy jolted searching for the voice.”He has already accepted.” Fundy heart stopped: who accepted? Whoever accepted this was in danger. And so he chased the voice in the dark only to see the world change. “Come find me, and I will make your wish come true.” Said the voice. Fundy looked around the new “alien” world and immediately jumped to the adventure.

Link for the image: https://rainbow-dunk.tumblr.com/post/645473637557829632/image-id-a-semi-realistic-painting-of-fundy

#minecraft #dream smp #fundy fanart #dream smp fundy #pathifnder #roleplay game #pathfinder roleplaying game

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chibitantei · 1 year

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Rough idea for my next fucked up AU Naoto. Say hi to Moon!Naoto aka the conman-

Her parents are detectives still, but with my artistic license with P5’s canon and lore, Shido being a suspicious politician with his rise to fame is around the early stages here, along with the conspiracy’s beginnings. Her parents (and a few other detectives) come a little too close to the conspiracy, so a car crash is orchestrated to dispose of her parents and send a bit of a warning to any of the clever little detectives out there to not probe any further.

Shortly after, Shido or whoever is in the conspiracy manipulates the press somehow or whatever they do so the the detectives involved with the case are put on blast and sort of painted as terrible, while Shido and co are just trying to do their jobs.

They probably wouldn’t publicly announce the exact identities of who was involved, kind of hinting at it with an ‘if you know, you know’ type thing, but the warning is enough to effectively force Naoto’s grandfather to quit being a detective and go into hiding, all to protect Naoto.

As far as Shido and pals are concerned, Naoto doesn’t exist. As in, they do not know the Shiroganes had a daughter. At some point, when she’s older, Naoto learns that there was more to her parents’ deaths instead of it being just a pure accident. At this point, she decides to play a very long con of getting revenge and to clear her family’s name.

idk what else happens during this time right now, but Naoto slowly gets into being a conman/info broker and whatever, and slowly begins to figure out who and where Shido and the conspiracy have taken over.

She probably does weird heist things on the side (especially if it targets the people involved in the conspiracy) to get that extra money, as well as seeing if there is information she can obtain about Shido and his conspiracy pals.

Her grandpa is probably helping her on the side or is in on the heists. Chaotic crime grandpa is a funny mental image lol.

Naoto uses fake names all the time, and lives under an alias because while Shido isn’t aware of her existence yet, she fears he will one day. Over time, she begins to lose touch with who ‘Naoto Shirogane’ exactly is. She knows it’s her real name, but the person she is now doesn’t match up with who her parents wanted her to be.

How she arrives in Inaba is still unknown to me, but her Shadow would definitely attack Naoto through the fact that she’s living a lie and how changing her name and identity may hide who and what she is, but it’ll never change the truth and all that jazz. Maybe something about not being able to figure out the ‘role’ she should play in her life. Idk maybe.

Her Shadow is also a magician because ha ha magic tricks and misdirection go brrr.

Whoever is present will learn that her real name is Naoto Shirogane and that she is the daughter of those Shirogane detectives.

After defeating her Shadow, her initial Persona is Kudagitsune. They’re tiny little foxes who can fit in pipes. I’ve seen three different variations for this bitch so her Persona can shift from a normal and small fox, something like this

and the one without legs... so the snek fox can fit into a pipe... wow

Her skills are just gonna stay the same for now. I cannot be bothered to make a different set. That’s all I have.

ciao

#v: Too Real Is This Feeling Of Make Believe #one day I'll finish all of my swaps #you hear me? one day

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pandemellia · 1 year

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Fuck Hope

This is basically me being mad at myself for still having some feelings for my ex, missing him, and deep down still hoping that he'd regret breaking up with me. I hate how even after almost a year when he's clearly happy with someone else, I still wake up every day wishing things were back to what they were before. Hope really is a double-edged sword.

As established before, Eufrene (the one in yellow) symbolizes my hope and generally optimistic side More about her here: www.deviantart.com/pandemellia…

And Antera (the one showing Eufrene the middle fingers XD) symbolizes my anger, heartbreak, and sadness.

More about Antera here: www.deviantart.com/pandemellia…

Because of my contradicting emotions about how I feel about my ex, they don't get along well right now. XD Eufrene miraculously still tries to see the good in him and desperately wishes he'd come back. She's the part of me that romanticizes the good times I had with him and still clings to the illusion he created of being a kind-hearted person. However, Antera knows that holding on to hope is only causing her (me) to feel more heartbreak. Also, Antera's that part of me that'll seemingly forever hold resentment and anger for my ex cheating on me and leaving me for someone else. Her ability to hold a grudge is no joke.

Think about this dynamic like the characters in Inside Out.

God, this sounds so cringe when I write it out, but it just makes perfect sense in my head!

I tried making this kinda funny by basing this off that meme with someone giving the middle finger to a crying cat, but I don't know that joke lands lol. It was hilarious in my mind until I drew it.

Here's the image: knowyourmeme.com/photos/138454…

As for the process of creating this, this drawing was me experimenting with trying a different style again. I tried using a charcoal brush for lineart/shading in Photoshop instead of the usual round hard pressure brush I use and drew the lineart with slightly thicker lines this time. I was going for this rugged, dark look, but it just ended up looking wrong to me. Lowering the lineart's opacity saved it a bit. This is disappointing because I see other artists draw with even thicker lineart and it looks good when they do it XD

Right now, I don't know if I should keep using textured brushes, or go back to my smooth lines. I don't think using a charcoal brush worked as well in this image because of the thicker lines, but it did work for my Dr. Two-Brains drawing.

Probably because the lineart was thin. On the other hand, drawing and shading with the hard-pressure brush is just so satisfying, but I feel like I could achieve a darker art style if I use textured brushes.

Speaking of brushes, I used these embroidery brushes (by NadinePau-stock) for Antera's sheer sleeves to make them look like lace. You can barely see it because she's mostly in the dark foreground, but I still think it was a nice touch. c:

Drawing this was also a challenge too. It's rare that I draw multiple characters where not only do I have to draw them from different angles, but also in different spaces relative to each other. I really tried my best with using references and all, so I hope I got the perspective right.

Another challenge was trying to shade in different textures. I used the same brush for everything, but I redesigned Eufrene a bit. She's one of those baby dolls that have a plastic/rubber head, and a plush body, (like this one: www.ebay.com/itm/233705053614) which is why her neck looks weird. XD But hey, that's what the references on this type of doll showed me.

So I started off cell-shading her face and used soft shading on the rest of her body, but halfway through rendering, the filters, and other shadow layers I added to the characters....overshadowed that.

I know she looks cuter when I first drew her, but I wanted her design to reflect my deteriorating mental health, so I tried to make her look weirder and creepier looking. Especially with her face, I wanted to exaggerate that chubby face that these baby dolls have. I'd like to think that her first image portrays her (me) in a slightly better mental state (not like I was better at the time of that drawing lol) and that my OCs start to look better as I heal.

And my OCs look weird and cursed as fuck in general because I want to go out of my comfort zone, and create a horror/ gloomy-like art style.

I have more OCs, and I'm gonna try to make them look just as cursed as these two XD.

And then there's the usual challenge of drawing different emotions other than having characters smile all of the time. I think I did okay this time.

Overall, I'm on a roll with this because it hasn't even been a week since I drew Dr. Two-Brains, yet I still finished this. That is extremely rare, and I really hope my energy doesn't run out. I think this was mostly because I drew this during my days off from work, but I actually did something instead of just rotting in bed and scrolling through social media all day. I still feel depressed and heartbroken, but drawing things like this helps me out a little. Every time I finish a drawing; I feel so accomplished like I'm getting my shit together X'D

Unfortunately, I have to do a lot more than just drawing if I actually wanna get my shit together, but it's a start.

#personal vent #vent post #vent blog #cw vent #vent tag #venting #vent art #tw vent #vent #original character #my ocs stuff #ocs tag #heartbreak #heartbroken #pandemellia #artists on tumblr #digital art

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years

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“Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.”— Robert Brault

I just know shadow demons are gonna show up, I feel it in my bones!!!! And maybe even Lucifer...

For fucks sake girl, just talk to your girlfriend!!!

“Nicolas has a crush on Anjali,” Max giggled.

“Thank you, Max, for demonstrating the kind of dumbfuckery I want to avoid,” Anjali glared at him.

I love my queen so much😂😂

“Why can’t we just, ya know…” Lexi said carefully and pointed at her sword.

Max gave her a disbelieving look. What? Someone had to say it!

No, no... I firmly support this option!!!

Magnus being so excited is so fucking funny omfg jshdjdkdk

I KNEW IT!!! I REMEMBERED YOU POSTING YOUR FAN CAST FOR NICO AND HIM BEING A KID AND ME WONDERING IF THAT WAS THE NICO AND IT WAS!! I'm so smart😎

Then why the fuck are they called shadow hunters? They should probably change the name of their race. They don’t deserve it.

She is so pissed off and I honestly can't blame her....

Still a little confused about all the ley lines thing but we have Gigi and Roman, so we are in safe hands 😎

“Marcus did it!” Lexi argued.

“He did, didn’t he?” Nicolas said, his voice troubled. “Then perhaps you all shouldn’t underestimate him."

Yes, he is terrifying!! Thank you, Nico!!

Why is the idea of Max not being able to use his magic so scary???

Nicolas looked at him. Properly. “Keep an eye on your family." That is so fucking ominous, vague and creepy, thank you so much 🙂

God, David is an idiot if he thinks Max doesn't think David is the best person in the whole world jsjsjsjj

I enjoy drunk David in every universe 😂

“And even if she wants Max as you said and even if Max finds her hot, from what I know, and trust me I know a lot because your boyfriend is incapable of shutting up about you, I don’t think Max wants her back.”

Gabriel spilling FACTS!!!

Have I mentioned today that I love Gabriel??? Because I do😍😍

There is nothing scarier than watching your child get hurt,” David said quietly.

His eyes fell on his wrist.

The one with the faded agony rune.

There was nothing scarier than a parent who enjoys hurting you.

God, I hate that bastard so much🔪🔪

That scene with David and Max>>>>>

“Always,” Max grinned. “You’re so sexy and you’re pretty. I’d keep a picture of you in my wallet so I can look at it all the time.” This is everything I need!!! Let's keep it like that!!!🥺🥺🥺

I mean, Max gets turned on by the weirdest shit, but the point still stands tho!!!

I haven't thought about it that way but holy shit yes!! Many old people are plenty sexy😎

I love it when they are cute and communicate properly!!! Now, that is a good turn on...

No.

He wasn't that man. He will never be that man.

“I can’t ask you to do that,” David whispered. “So, I won’t.”

For one side, this is so healthy and I'm so glad he said that!!! For the other side, fuck Mallory 🙂

We all know they are all going to be dilfs....

Thank the angel for Anjali. Amen to that!!

“Yikes,” Rafael chuckled. “Jealous?”

“Meh,” dad said. “They make him put on clothes. I make him take them off.”

He is savage 😂😂

“Warlocks forgive, Rafe,” bapak had said. “But we don’t forget.” *added to favorite quotes*

I haven't mentioned today how great of a leader Rafael is😍😍

Everyone: freaking out, the shadow world is loosing it's magic, mundanes are scared, things are tense with everyone

Alec: *unimpressed* The shadow world it's always at risk, huh? Anyway, have I mentioned how much o love my HUSBAND 🥰🥰

“Why not?” Rafael asked – because he always thought too much about everything.

“Because when it comes to love, feeling is more important than thinking,” the man smiled. “Listen to your heart. Not just your head.”

*crying softly* this man is so wise 😭😭

Sometimes, even now, when he was with dad, it took Rafael a moment to realize that someone was talking to him. Not his dad. The mental image of Alec accidentally turning back and Rafael forgetting for a second it's for him makes me feel things😭😭

“Math? We have to do math now?” Rafael asked tiredly. “Haven’t we been through enough?” me everytime I have to do math

Wait!! I want to know what was that!!! What was in that document???

It’s what got him to wake up every morning.

Every morning, he would wake up because he was excited to love new pieces of her and let her love new pieces of him.

This man I'd so fucking in love it should be illegal kdvdkdjdk

And I thought it was going to be one of the other idiots who let Anjali know... Turns out it was this idiot himself 😂

These people are turned on by the weirdest things jdhsjdj is it a Lightwood-Bane thing???

Achilles as Inquisitor... Wow😍

“I understand if you don’t want to get married to me,” Anjali said. She didn’t look scared now. “This is my dream, Rafael. I’m not willing to compromise it. Not even for you.”

He didn't understand how she could say stuff

Don't you just love it when women?😍

“Y una cosa puedo jurar: yo, que me enamoré de tus alas, jamás te las voy a querer cortar.” I LITERALLY HAD TO SUPPRESS A SCREAM OMFG😭😭 THIS GODDAMN QUOTE!! WILL LIVE WITH ME FOREVER NOW😭😭

“It’s a 10/10,” she grinned. “On your knees, Santiago.” ok, yeah, I understand Rafael now...

“I don’t want to say anything at all. I want to live it. I want to live my life with you,” Rafael told her. "I want you to be my wife. But more than that, I want to be your husband. I want to be yours in every way possible. So, take me, amor. Make me yours."

“Alright then, Rafael Lightwood-Bane,” Anjali smiled and held out her hand. “Be mine.”

SCREAMING AND CRYING!! THEY ARE ENGAGED!! FINALLY 😭😭 MY POWER COUPLE ❤️❤️

Everytime I read Mallory's pov, it takes another year of my life

She is so obsessed with Max!! Pleas move on, he loves David!!!

Is this warlock the one that is causing the attacks??? And he poisoned David??? I don't know you but I hate you already 🔪

“I want Max to hate him,” Mallory noted, picking up one of Max's hoodies. It smelled just like him. Even now. Just like the ocean. “I want everyone to hate him. I want David to hate himself.” First of all, he could never hate David🥰, second of all, I hate you :)

"That’s why the nephilim fear it so much. Because they are scared of what they might see and feel underneath all that angel blood.” I hate when people I hate say something so deep smh

Ahhh Max is so stupid!!! What the fuck are you doing???? And you expect David not yo be jealous???

I need to wash my eyes with holy water after that kiss. Wtf???

Also, Marcus going to a party!! You better not ruin their night or else🔪🙂

David after finding about the Max x Mallory kiss (their ship name is just Mallory and that’s creepy)

#lbaf

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pinkiepiebones · 2 years

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Different asker, but following up on previous answer, where you said you could write a lot about that? Pls write a lot about that. Glamour gives me mental image of "More like a hologram draped over a conveniently grayscale form," probably bc I deal with fair folk business slightly more than hell folk business, but this is more like a form of rudimentary-to-advanced (depending on level of detail) shapeshifting, yes? Is it masked to "flash of elemental stuff" so one can't see the goings on that might look horrifying to those unable to shapeshift, or is it really cloud of smoke or whatever innately? Or is it quick enough that there is nothing to notice anyway? Or like...magical girl transformation? Like, "As the ring of light or fire or shadow or whatever moves, you can see the part that it has passed over is changed, and the rest has not yet, but this is somehow not alarming."

I doubt it is the last one. But the image of Special being Sailor Moon was too funny to ignore.

~<3

"Oh shit, I would love if it- if I could do an anime!! I wonder what object would hold my magic though?? My vinyl player? Awful clunky to carry around all the time. My jacket? I do wear it all the time... Aww, I wish my glamours was as cool as anime."

(I just wrote a little more about my ghouls' glamours but I and Spesh couldn't resist this ask 💖💖💖)

#ghost bc

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