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ronnierosest · 1 month
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Zakkura "So he never initiates, never asks, and waits." - inspired by a fanfiction we're friends, right? (very adult) by totosheadset
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rbtlvr · 8 months
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@intotheelliwoods made me feel things so i am returning the favor (goes with this comic, make sure you read that first)
read on ao3
warnings: super brief unreality, mention of family death
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Sprout can’t sleep.
Again.
To be fair, that’s not exactly anything new – especially with the whole… apocalypse thing he hates thinking about. Having to be on guard all the time, ready for anything, just in case, kind of made it difficult to get a good night’s rest.
And even though he’s safe now (is he? Is he really? It doesn’t feel real. Maybe he is asleep and this is – a dream, a nightmare, he doesn’t know), old habits die hard. So. Can’t sleep.
He’s not sure why he does it, really. Maybe to see if there’s been any changes, considering he’s now technically in an entirely new timeline (or bifurcated time branch, as Donnie would say. Would’ve said). Maybe to see if he can even still access it. Maybe to find somewhere he can be alone, not have to see the faces of everyone he’s lost, not have to see his own face after what was, at that point, the worst day of his life. Whatever the reason, he sits up in bed, abandoning his failed attempts to at least get some rest. He crosses his legs. Closes his eyes.
Breathes in.
Then out.
He feels the shift, opens his eyes. Looks around, and –
The first thing he notices is that the white wall that represented the big guy’s place in the mindscape is gone.
The second thing he notices is that it’s been replaced with red.
His heart, only just having calmed down from the day he’s had, jolts into a panicked rhythm again in an instant. A thousand thoughts rush through his mind at once, too quickly for him to pin them down – why is that here why is the white gone does this mean little me is here too it has to it has to be him he’s going through what i did i can’t do this i can’t watch that i can’t go through it again i have to he must be so scared i have to help him –
Before he can process what he’s doing, his fist – the real one – is crashing into the wall, a crack forming beneath the impact. It hurts, but it’s – it’s progress, he realizes. If it’ll get him through to the mini-him, keep the kid safe from the nightmares that plagued Sprout before he made it here – he’ll keep on hitting this wall til his knuckles are bruised and bleeding if that’s what it takes.
And then, in the span of about two seconds, the crack shrinks and disappears. No fanfare, nothing left behind, not even a scratch on the wall. It’s as if Sprout never made a mark to begin with.
And.
That’s –
Something rises in his throat, something that’s been there waiting to claw its way out ever since his little brother – his last family member – ever since Mikey shattered into pieces. It’s raw and agonizing and full of a thousand different emotions he’s been forcing himself to compartmentalize and push down all day. He’s had to, so he can help the younger versions of his family (it hurts so much seeing them again, they’re right here but he’ll never get them back and all he can see when he looks at them is a reminder of what he’s lost), the younger version of him (that’s him that’s him he’s so small so scared sprout has to protect him has to save him but what if he gets it wrong? what if he can’t be the person he himself needed all those years ago? what if he can’t be –), so he can be there for them like the big guy was for him (he’s gone he’s really gone and yes he’s been gone but now the white is gone too, he can’t come back anyway sprout knows that he knows but even if he could there’s nowhere for him to come back to anymore). 
He can’t hold it back any longer. The feeling of utter helplessness is just the match that lit the fuse, and now the bomb is going off whether he likes it or not.
Sprout screams.
The sound tears itself from his mouth and he packs into it all the hurtragefearguiltlossgrief that it can hold, rearing back and slamming his fist into the wall again. Like something different will happen this time. Like something different will ever happen. He has to save the kid – he has to – but he can’t, he can’t save anyone – nothing he does is (has been, will be) enough and he screams again at the unfairness of it all.
Once more, the crack vanishes without a trace, and Sprout – 
Sprout has never felt more helpless, more alone than he does right now.
He can’t do anything. The mini-him is right there on the other side of this wall, terrified, traumatized, and Sprout wants nothing more than to hug him tight and promise it’ll be okay because he knows it will – never mind that it wasn’t okay for Sprout. That’s why he’s here – to make sure things go differently this time.
(… Can he even do that much?)
The fight drains out of him, and he’s left with an ocean of heartache and helplessness. There’s no life preserver here, no one who needs to lean on him, no one he needs to keep it together for, nothing to justify pushing everything down anymore. On the other hand – there’s no one to keep up appearances for, no one who will judge him for breaking down or ask questions he can’t bring himself to answer.
The decision is made for him in the end, the tears overflowing and pouring down his face despite his attempts to hold them back, and Sprout finally stops trying because what is the point?
And there, utterly alone, small and scared just like that child he desperately wants to protect, Sprout allows himself to grieve.
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wrapping up arc one with this - enjoy!
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blazewatergem · 1 year
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Well
That was a gut punch
I’m ok but woah. Shook up I guess? I don’t know how to say this imma try in tags.
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blorb-el · 2 years
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I got tagged by @allgremlinart​ and @januariat​ to rate some fanfic tropes using this tier maker. here are some of my personal dubious tastes..........
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I’m not sure who’s done this so...? let’s do an S round @supermanshield​ @supermanstoddlerleash​ @superbattrash​ and whoever else would like to?
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I'm like barely getting through y6 but somehow aoki (??) Is slowly seeping in my brain and politely wrecking the place, while everywhere else is a dumpster fire coping and it's mostly due to your art
I thank you for fuelling my MineDai brainworms though 🛐🛐🛐
so sorry ive inflicted illness on your brain, it'll continue to happen </3
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reserved-system · 2 months
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Operation: Gays Helping Gays
GO FOR IT, SCOTT!
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IT'S HERE. IT'S HERE IT'S HERE IT'S HERE!!! The thrilling conclusion of Operation: G.H.G has finally been posted, and with that I can finally post this!!! The piece we did for the fic, and our most detailed piece EVER!!! Massive shout out to our partner in crime for this piece, @dont-doubt-dopple !!!
Is your friend and hair stylist getting on your nerves by talking about her 'will they, won't they' crush? Tell her to just ask her!
Go for it, Scott!
Devise a plan to get them together and all you need to do is recruit some help?
Go for it, Scott!
Accidentally tell your friend (who has a boyfriend) that you could kiss him?
Wait, hold on, Scott--
Accidentally tell your friend's boyfriend you love you?
Um... Scott...
Take them both on a date without realizing?
Seriously dude?!
Get confronted by those hair brain lesbians you've been trying to get together the entire time?!
Hey so how does the rest end? You'll just have to read it for yourself to find out! [Linked here]
I'm gonna let this piece speak for itself, nothing bonus from us, enjoy the wip shots. o7
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braisedhoney · 10 months
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PART ONE (you are here!) - [PART TWO]
an eight page comic from Our Pupils Grope for the Shape of What We Know on ao3, by @ectopal
part two coming shortly (as in, minutes, so stay tuned!) rambles under the cut.
guys, this fic is so good. like so, so good. everything ectopal writes has been incredible so far, actually, and i had the hardest goddamn time figuring out which fic i wanted to draw for—in the end i’m really glad we chose this one, and i thank them for their input >:0
just… god. the brainrot is so strong. and if you can believe it, this whole comic barely even takes up a small portion of the last chapter—so if you like danny phantom, you’re looking for some epic gen fics, AND you’ve got some time, i say give their works a look. i promise that it’s worth it.
in the next part i’m gonna ramble more about how the process of making this comic went, but for now i’ll let you go. onward, enjoy! o7
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daily-hanamura · 8 months
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I was wondering if you had any analyses on yosuke's dances in P4D, especially his partner dances wrt his character/personality... or even just generally what you thought of his moves. I think atlus/p-studio enjoy putting more than meets the eye into the choreography for the dances, but i wondered what the account that does really good yosuke analyses thinks. >:) Cheers
Oh wow you're very kind!! but this is also a very high level ask as I am not at all a dance expert and I'm still working my way through all of the dances, but I will do my best! o7
Long post incoming!
I remember reading an interview which said that Yosuke's dance style is very much inspired by male idols with a hip-hop flair, and I can definitely see it in his dance? iirc there was a pretty strong influence of hip-hop in jpop of that era - I'm thinking about Johnny's entertainment boybands which I think pretty much dominated the jpop male idol scene around 2010 - just look at Arashi's Monster dance routine, which imo is a super quintessential dance of that time. Like Jun's breakdance around 0:45, but also more generally, the sort of precise, rapid-pace footwork and moves that is also very evident in both Backside of the TV and Your Affection. I think it really suits him for a few reasons
Yosuke generally has the highest agility stat and tends to be the fastest char (for me at least? but i've also seen enough fics that reference how quick he moves), so it makes sense that this sort of high-pace dance suits him. Obviously Yosuke has a very good sense of beat listening to music all the time in combat and moving with it, so despite his real world clumsiness, he's well equipped to take on the kind of rigorous idol dance style that's typically very demanding to learn and perfect.
At the same time, it also matches his narrative - Yosuke in canon is very familiar with idol culture, both with Risette and Kanamin Kitchen, so it's not too surprising? But what I thought was kind of interesting was that there aren't really any references to male idol groups in world, and even his bedroom in p4au only shows female idol posters and some mainstream American albums. However, in the interview scene at the end of p4d, he mentions to Yukiko that he's tried to copy moves from stuff he's seen. But his dance style is more similar to boy idol bands - with the hip hop influence especially - as opposed to being similar to female idol bands - which tend to be preppier in dance style (see AKB48 for example). (Or just compare Rise's dance with Yosuke's.) So idk if this is a random oversight on Atlus/P-Studio's part, or if Yosuke is a closet male idol enjoyer (which would be very funny but also on brand for him, especially if he's still in the closet).
The other thing about idol music and group idol dance styles more generally is how much emphasis there is on harmony. If you look at the Arashi video again, there's kind of the expectation that all members are dancing in sync with each other. The thing about that sort of group dance is that you don't really have "leads" and "backup" dances, because no one member is really supposed to stand out or take centre stage since they're all equals. And I think that's a fun thing to think about because, you know, Yosuke Rank 10. But it's also in his partner dances with the others - I feel like Yosuke tends to harmonise with the others and their dance styles the most, maybe he's second to Yu? But Yosuke tends to match his dancing to the style of the other person when he joins them in Fever, like in Naoto's or Chie's (caveat, maybe I'm just Yosuke-biased LMAO). I think there's a lot to say about it because on the one hand, his captain ressentiment attitude means he sees his friends as better but he also wants to catch up to them and be their equals! but also, on the other hand, Yosuke doesn't want to stand out? And him keeping his head down is very much in character for him throughout most of the game, so :')
(but also souyo lens time his partner dances with yu is SO GOOD they mirror one another so well and it makes me so weak)
I think my final point is on how idol dancing is kind of on brand for him as well? Yosuke is kind of a vain person - he likes fashionable clothes! He likes to look cool! (and we love him for it!!) - and I think one thing that kind of marks idol dancing compared to, idk, interpretive dancing as an extreme example, is how idol dances tend to emphasize... looking good? The whole point of idols is to sell them on their aesthetics, after all, and good looks are kind of a minimum criteria to being in an idol group. The dances are choreographed to maximise the dancer's appeal, so it's all smooth moves that present them in the best light.
Those are my extremely long thoughts!! but yeah tldr I think his dance style really suits him on every level I can't imagine anything better for him ngl. Anyone with more expert knowledge feel free to pitch in though
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Whats ur favorite fic of all time/ some of ur favorite fics? Just sending an ask as instructed o7
IMPOSSIBLE TO DECIDE. look, i’ve read so many good fics, and i’m also really bad at remembering the names or authors of them. it’s all just soup up there (my brain) but here’s a few that have been on the mind lately
i really like ozonecologne’s laundromat ‘verse it’s got punk cas and a little gaggle/gang of baby punks he adopted plus good ol fashioned working class dean. the pacing and format is also just very fun and soothing to me
KissingTinyFlowers’ haunt me through the night does in fact haunt me through the night. it gets worse before it gets better, postcanon
i’m currently reading Storage Wars by mtothedestiel and i’m enjoying it a lot!
i just recently finished @chapeldean’s Altitude and its AUGH. love. love. dean and cas are both so tender also there’s GOOD BELA WRITING which you don’t see a lot
and then stuff i’ve downloaded as epubs and don’t immediately have the links to — any port in a storm, microcomets. the counterpart effect, fullvoid. arcane, no_absolutelynot (omegaverse smut in the woods). a hole in the world, anneliesemichel. AUTHORITY BY SEASIDEMEOW is a wip but i’m OBSESSED. if you’ve never read with understanding…….. if you’re into dark fic it’s for you. also the cheapest room in the house, biggaybenny aka skr0g is of course amazing.
this is in no way comprehensive as a rec list and is relatively random. read the tags for everything because i’ve got eclectic and sometimes dead dove tastes — enjoy!
WAIT also if you want authors you can binge read from i recommend fullvoid, MalMuses, komodobits, sobsicles of course, enochianprayer, NorthernSparrow, and @valleydean to name just a few :)
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sakuraryomen01 · 2 years
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Lost Lamb /OG Sukuna x Female Reader/ .12 [ Final Chapter ]
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✧ Warning: Og Sukuna Ryomen, servant reader, Master x Servant, protector/predator x reader kind of relationship, mention of marriage post-timeskip, aftermath, kissing, timeskip, children ("hiers"), father Sukuna, mother reader, Uraume as a maid/caretaker of the kids for a few moments, short chapter/sweet ending
✧ Reader: Female Reader
✧ Plot: A Master x Servant Fanfiction in which Sukuna, the king of curses, finds you snooping in his temple and he makes you pay for your crimes for the rest of your life..
✧ Words: 2.93k
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fic masterlist :: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 .11 .12
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·A/n: Already got a new fanfiction started. Another Sukuna one, ik, but it's had a long time coming, I've posted a newsletter of sorts about it. If you wish to be tagged in the future, ask through requests, the announcement, and the last Lost Lamb chapter. I love you all, and can't wait to start a new journey with you~
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♡ Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy! ♡
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Unable to get enough after one night, Sukuna's hands were on you from the moment he let you lay on the bed for some rest. His four armed, cursed King body unable to leave yours as you rested in that massive bed.
The smell of sex, arousal, and lust still thick in the air as he panted and kissed over your swollen and red lips. You looked beautiful..
"Mnn.." You mewled from underneath the curse, suckling on his lip all the while. Breathing heavily and holding onto the sheets as you let your body shiver and calm.
Buzzed on drunken love by the King of Curses.. What a life you've got. Feeling his lips against yours, the warm and suppleness they held, even the tangy taste of your arousal still on his lips and tongue, it was amazing. Delicious.
Sukuna cursed again, chuckling to himself while you giggled. Cooing and eventually just staring into your eyes. Silence being held as his became lidded, feeling tired after a long night of love-making.
"Here, rest your head on my chest," He said, laying back and pulling the blankets up to cover your bare form.
No one was going to be able to see you like that, not while he was around. With a content sigh, Sukuna's lower arm is automatically wrapped around your back end. Fingers tracing circles on your hip as you snuggle into Sukuna's side. The curse gave a smile, seeing your eyes begin to close as you got comfortable.
Watching you smile and hum with satisfaction, Sukuna and you began to talk about the next day. What you would do and where you would go, the things and the sights you wanted to see.
Though, there was one question that was still on his mind beside all others. One he wanted to ask you for a while, and now was probably the best time he'd get to ask you.
"Y/n.. will you marry me?"
The question shocked you, your head quickly craning upwards as you sat up on your hands and knees. Sukuna was shocked, seeing your face full of wonder and amazement as you thought about what he had said.
"Uhm, is that a yes?" Sukuna asked, blinking a few times as you nodded. A smile on his face as he cupped yours in his hands. Sitting up and kissing your warm lips as if he wasn't just kissing them moments ago.
"I want a big wedding, just for us. I want to walk you down the aisle as my wife with my hands in yours.. I want children and a life together, I want to be with you and be yours forever, love."
Your cheeks are reddened at this, your eyes glazing over with emotions. Feeling Sukuna's lips press against your forehead and a low coo pouring from his chest as you looked up at him.
"I want you to be my queen, lamb."
. . 20 years later . .
"Uda, stop messing with the flowers!" Uraume ordered, their hair still messy from this morning's altercation. "Your mother worked hard on these!"
"Fiiiine!!" The pink-haired little maniac groaned, sitting himself on one of the large stones that had been set for him.
This was Uda Ryomen's favorite play area. A little paradise that's full of flowers that smell amazing, and different little critters that'd come scurrying into the gardens looking for food. Some rabbits and deer, but there's also an occasional fox that would come visit.
Sometimes, if he was lucky, he saw a stray red panda that's probably wandered too far from it's original home.
"When's momma getting back from the village?" Uda asked as the monk fixed their white and red hair. Pulling leaves and stray bits of food that had been tossed at them this morning, a grimace on their face all the while.
"She'll be back when she's back, around noon," They confirmed, thinking about you waddling around with your pregnant belly.
How could you even do it? Deal with these little monsters you called 'offspring' and 'children'?
"But it is noon!" The little monster in question cried, his big red eyes narrowing at his babysitter. The annoyance that he inherited from his father obviously being shown to try and get his way.
Spoiled. The both of them will be spoiled.
"I want dad!"
"You won't be getting your dad yet. He's with your mother, visiting the chief for the next moon's payment."
The little half-curse gave another sigh of annoyance as he stood, crossing his four arms and stomping throughout the gardens to try and calm himself. He didn't like being alone. He was like you that way. Always wanting to see more than what was just past the shrine's doors.
A curious little half-curse that was always willing to run around and play. Thankfully, he'd have a playmate soon..
So, as Uda quickly became happy and found a few animals to play with, Uraume sat on a chair that they'd put at the edge of the gardens. Their eyes focused on the little mortal as he ran around, chasing after frogs and other assorted wildlife as he disrupted their peace. Sounds a lot like he father.
Eventually though, Uraume's eyes wandered towards the shrine's path. Finding you and your plump little belly in Sukuna's large and strong arms. The two of you looked so awkward as you waved over at your friend, wanting to go visit with your son and the monk.
Uraume gave a sigh of gratefulness, seeing the mother to the little annoyance that they loved a little too much.
Sukuan gently placed you on the ground next to the monk as they stood, giving you the seat and smiling brightly.
"How was the doctor's visit?" Uraume asked, sitting on Uda's special rock and placing their face on their palms. "Any idea when it's due?"
"About a month or two," Sukuna answered, his neck craned for his older heir and spotting him quickly.
Uda was playing with a crane.. odd.
You gave a nod and patted your swollen tummy. "Mhm, they'll be due eventually! And the chief said he'd pay Sukuna with more than one cow this time, seeing as Sukuna's love for beef has grown recently."
Sukuna gave a small huff, crossing his arms and keeping an eye on his child. He may not care for kids that much, but his would be better than any normal human child would. He knew it, they knew it; it was a fact.
Soon, Uda had stopped playing with the crane and ran over to you, his arms outstretched. "Momma!"
You gave a giggle and bent over to pick up the little boy. His lips connecting with your cheek immediately as Sukuna scoffed, rolling his eyes and sitting. Watching the small curse get affection from you, his mother, and snuggling into your neck as he gave you a tight hug. As you began talking to Uda about the baby, his eyes practically shining with excitement, Sukuna rested his chin on his fist.
Sharing you wasn't exactly his favorite thing to do..
"Did momma bring me anything?" Uda asked, climbing from your lap to his dad's. His bright eyes are full of wonder and amazement as you pulled a little stuffed toy and book from your bag.
The toy fox you had bought was especially made and requested a few months ago for Uda. You knew he had a love for the creature and wanted to make this visit worthwhile. The fur for the toy was soft and could be brushed through, and easy to clean and sleep with.
The book you had handed him was somewhat small, but full of information about foxes, the different kinds and breeds, and all the other wonderful things your son loved about them. Sukuna didn't understand this whole love for animals, but he just shrugged and let you handle it.
Like you said, he wasn't very good with 'hobbies'.
He had ripped out a flower one time trying to garden with you, embarrassingly. It hasn't been discussed to this day.
"A fox and a book about them," You said, handing the items to the child. He began looking through the book as soon as it was in his hands. "It's got information about their habitats, and what they like to eat! There's more than one breed too, it's all in there!"
He loved reading, even if it was the same thing he had seen before. Sukuna's library was his second favorite place to be. When it was raining, Uraume always took him to the library to teach him how to write bigger words and how to say and use them properly.
Just recently, he learned how to say 'pregnancy'.
"Oo~" He cooed, curling up against Sukuna's tummy and flipping through the pages.
Sukuna didn't pay no mind, his eyes glued to yours half lidded but full of love. He had a son, a wife; a family.
Happy wasn't a good way to describe this newfound feeling inside him, but he was happy it didn't have a label. He didn't want it to. He was glad that he couldn't place a word for the feeling.
Seeing your eyes full of pride and wonder at the world you had created for yourself, and the fact it was with him, was feeling enough.
You had become his little wife. The Queen to his King. The mother to his father. You were a little special prize just for him and him alone.
Hell, creating Uda was a special event in itself. Fucking like bunnies til every last drop of his semen was pumped into you. Sukuna began to drool over the idea of more children, more heirs, more little half-span running around with his last name.
Though, destroying your insides would be the best part..
"Sukuna, Uraume's asking you a question," Your voice chirped. Your smile broke his thought process as he blinked a few times and shook his head, turning to the sly little monk that had witnessed his little perverted train-ride.
They never missed a beat, did they?
"I was wondering what you wanted prepared for dinner tonight," The monk asked again, their eyes narrowed with a coy smile.
"I want chicken dumplings with veggie skewers!" Uda announced, wanting his presence known amongst the adults. His proud little smile is a copy-and-paste from the King of Curses very own.
"Ha.. if that's what the little prince desires."
Sukuna and you laughed at this, seeing Uraume lift the prince from Sukuna's lap and walk inside the shrine. The sounds of birds chirping and the hot springs water trickling in the distance. Though, that place has become more like a pool for your child.
Hopefully, your next would love your home like you did.
"Hey, Sukuna?" You questioned, your eyes staring at the sight of simply the forest and the sunlight that shone through the canopy that had grown the past years.
So many years..
"Yes, love?" Sukuna's voice drew your eyes towards him, a raised brow and glimmering eyes.
You gave a small smile in return, all the love and affection in your heart grew as the smile grew wider. There was a small kick from inside your belly, though you didn't pay mind as you placed a hand on your husband's face.
Your small palm warming what little area it could on his cheek, rubbing your thumb against his skin. Sukuna couldn't help but chuckle, holding your small hand against his face, awaiting your words as the sun went down.
The soft glow of warm orange and red makes your face shine like it was a moon. So happy..
"Thank you for letting me serve you."
The King gave a chuckle, standing from his place and dusting off his yukata, holding a spare hand out for you to take with a smile. "Let's head inside, love."
Giving a nod, you stood, holding his hand and your belly, as Sukuna led you inside the shrine. It was like that dream you had had so long ago.
The white wedding, the flowers, the villagers.
It was you. It had always been. You were seeing what the future had in store for you and your life that was going to unfold. Unable to keep in the smile, you let it out.
You let it shine bright as you walked up the temple's stairs like you did twenty years ago. From rags to riches.. is that what this story is?
From a thief to a wife. From a slave to a love.
Heh.. funny isn't it?
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a/n:: To every single one of my Lost Lamb fans and followers, thank you. You've all been so kind to me throughout this process and I wanted to say I love you all. It's been an honor creating such a story that you all loved so much. I dearly hope you all have a humble and blessed day/night/evening and have great fortune and luck! I wish to create more like this and hope you enjoy the next few fanfictions in the future!
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Chapter Theme Songs: —JAWNY - Honeypie (Lyrics) — Nicky Youre, dazy - Sunroof (Official Music Video) — Alan Walker - Darkside (Lyrics) ft. Au/Ra and Tomine Harket — Zedd - Clarity (Feat. Foxes)
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taglist for Lost Lamb:: @okkotsufav, @gojoscprsaviour, @cafeinthemoon93, @im-a-killer-queen, @lucyrocks86, @pulchritxde, @watermelon-online, @xx-intothevoid-xx, @taetropchou, @pipopeew, @noblemaidenheart, @aepinkoutsold, @tojidilfs, @mageyboo, @zatrinaxxx, @north-st4r, @itadowriii, @pulchritxde, @kawaiipenguin20, @bontenbunny, @delphinefrancis, @tsupi, @hxlalokidottir, @satoritendoucultsacrifice, @justanotherj9, @amigoferal3, @vampirebloodfallen, @hail-homucifer, @xeno-fond, @k-indie, @mzladyd, @agirlisnow, @xxnghtclls, @dr-skazka
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dipplinduo · 4 months
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There are not enough people talking about this ship and you are singlehandedly feeding me right now. Thank you for taking charge of the ship I salute your efforts o7
Thank you friend!!! Honestly I have felt this way for a hot minute and just wanted to attempt to start some conversations/spread more love for the ship so we can all enjoy it together!!!
Ran with dipplinshipping because it seems like the other names I'm aware of are more for Florian/Kieran and/or are references to existing ships in other fandoms (i.e. Yu-Gi-Oh) & I wanted to be respectful to that while also giving more of a centralized zone for Kieran/Juliana. If there's another name I should be using, please someone, holler @ me!!
Otherwise, this ship HELLA cute and multidimensional and yes I AM writing a multi chapter fic about it that I will be promoting here for all of us to enjoy more. And I encourage anyone reading this to do the same with their thoughts, art, & writing on this ship!!! I wanna see & reblog your stuff too!!!
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begging on my hands and knees for more tenmartha fic recs🤲🏽 literally nobody Understands them like you I’m acc going insane rotating them in my mind like a little metal container in a microwave 😵‍💫
explodes them with my mind. also thanks for sending this ask bcos it reminded me that i need to finish my tenmartha fic archive o7
Can't Make You Love Me by rickmaniac101: this is a fic that has been on my mind a lot recently. it's tentoo/martha from the pov of tom. tentoo goes to live with martha after journey's end and tom has to reconcile with his burgeoning relationship with martha. heavy on tom/martha, but the tentoo/martha is also very present and well thought out.
Colours by padawanpooh: interconnected snippets about ten and martha connecting in a biblical spiritual sense.
Come Running by Flaignhan: ten pines for martha and wishes she would just call. short, sweet, and ten being an idiot <3
Ecologies by fourzoas: this is another tentoo/martha. bcos they are On My Mind. short character study.
how it goes by otsos: not me reccing my own fic again. introspective dark fic about ten's complicated and secret romantic feelings about martha.
Bookmark by bumbleking: the theme today is ten pining and tom milligan jealousy. ten confronts his feelings for martha after getting an invitation to her wedding.
Dreaming in Metaphors by yahtzee63: warning this will fuck you up it's so unbelievably tender and lovely and bittersweet the ending will TAKE YOU OUT i promise. the build up is very worth it tho please read and tell me all your thoughts. ten contacts martha when the tardis goes haywire. two parter, the second part should be linked at the bottom of the chapter.
Ulysses by Rheanna: not strictly ten/martha per se, but an alternate ending of human nature/family of blood. doctor!martha pays a visit to joan redfern
Untitled by la petite lionne: i fear i may have recced this before? oh well. dark!doctor visits martha in the middle of the night. very sexy and atmospheric
as always please let me know if you enjoyed these fics and feel free to ask for more <3 i adore them ever so
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linkvcr · 4 months
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The art you posted recently with the “underrated duo” of Sky and Wind is sooooo cute! It also makes me curious about what you love about them. (I’m drafting part of a WIP fic featuring these drafty boys in Rito village! Woohoo!) and while I have planned out events and themes, if you have the time and desire I’d absolutely LOVE to know everything you love about them, individually and together. I enjoy hearing other people’s takes as much as I love making up my own.
ough apologies bc i cannot word things well but i think they make a good duo together just bc they have so much in common !
when i originally drew that it had a list of similarities between them next to them - either big [theyre both from small islands] or small [both like soup] LOL
I think the stories theyd tell eachother would be cool bc they could relate to eachother so much. w sky and wind both befriending pirates at some point in their adventure, getting put in jail by monsters (lol), and them being close to their respective zeldas.
i think ppl often forget that sky is also quite mischievious and with wind being the youngest i feel like they'd get away with things like pranks a lot together but theyd also probably just chill together too. i feel like they balance eachother out well
honestly cannot put into words the things i like abt them as individuals bc its hard for me to write my thoughts but i hope this answers some things o7 i love the island duo
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moth--knight · 9 months
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SOSOSO I WAS TEARING THROUGH YOUR BLOG (bc I love your fanfics they are so CRUNCHY) and I found an ask about what projects you would like to write and stuff and you said something about a comic with Umbran hair rituals but it was lost bc you couldn't draw I CAN DRAW AND I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THEM PLEASE PLEASE INFODUMP (I can't make comics but I can make concept art please madam just one chance I need that brainrot 🤲🤲🤲)
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SCREAMING !?!?!?!!? HELLO !!!!!!!!!!
So fucking HONORED you enjoy my fics. Crunchy is SUCH a good description. Crönchy™
This Barbie is me always thinking about Bayo to be clear
OH MY GODDDDDDD HAIR THOUGHTS. YES. OKAY. LET'S DIVE IN. BELOW DA CUT CAUSE I AS PER USUAL AM GONNA RAMBLE.
I just have a collection of various headcanons and such so I will put them in no particular order o7
Hair is DEEPLY personal to witches, because it is used as the medium for summoning. So caring for your hair is considered one of the most important things you can do (I have had this hc forever but CATLD made it canon, so I feel justified. HA.)
In Bayo 1, we see all the witches in flashbacks have their hair covered in some way (only Jeanne's hair is really visible, but it is still restrained in those little gold nets, and in CATLD Morgana's hair is kept up in elaborate horns) so I hc that witches tend to keep their hair up or covered or protected once they reach adulthood - they only let it down/uncover it when they are alone or around people they trust!!
To touch another witches hair is a HUGE deal - I wrote about this briefly in this fic, but essentially to be allowed to touch/brush/style another witch's hair is the ultimate sign of trust!! Even witches who train together constantly or are directly related don't necessarily ever touch each other's hair. It is like. The biggest of deals type thing. To be invited to touch someone's hair is basically laying your heart bare to say "I trust you completely" and to take that invitation is like saying "I will care for you forever."
So Cereza using her hair to repair Cheshire in CATLD??? HUGEEEEEEEEEE
Witches tend to keep their hair long. If they cut it short, it usually is out of grief (Jeanne's hair is short in Bayo 1 because of this) or to symbolize a new era of their lives (Bayo's hair is short in Bayo 2 because of this).
Their is also a ritual cutting of hair which I mention in this fic, which symbolizes the swearing in of a new leader of the Umbra. Witches cut a small lock of their hair and burn it together to show their trust in and loyalty to a new leader.
Another ritual is when a witch makes her first pact with an Infernal - generally whoever is the leader of the clan will grant said witch something to put in their hair/cover their hair with as a sign of respect and welcoming to the clan proper as a "full witch" (Jeanne's little golden nets were her gift from the Elder. Bayo's headcovering in flashbacks she made herself, but Jeanne stitched it and her whole outfit with gold <3)
So Madama Khepri is the 'Protector of Time' and her description says that she can determine a person's fate by gazing at their shadow. But I think it would be neat if she COMMUNICATES said fate by wrapping a witch in their own hair (just like we see with Bayo and Jeanne in Bayo 1/Bayo 2 respectively).
Speaking of, that hair wrapping we see Jeanne do for Bayo and then Bayo do for Jeanne when they are both almost dead/down for the count? It is actually the death ritual for witches. If their bodies are left behind when their souls are taken to Inferno, whatever witches were closest to them will wrap them up with their own hair and bury them. All the witches in those Lumen sealed caskets in the first game are entombed like this. Oof.
In CATLD we see Morgana's hair in horns, and Jeanne and Bayo's with little cat ears adorning their heads. I am going to say that such styles are usually youthful fads, and a way to teach witches how to control their hair with magic on a small scale before they start to use it for summoning. Once witches get older they tend not to do such styles anymore - Morgana is one of the rare exceptions, and keeps her hair in huge horns because she loved the style (in her youth, small horns were the fad. Other witches found her odd for never letting the style go.)
Most witches don't dye their hair or alter it majorly, outside of the rare haircut. The fact that Viola's hair is dyed would cause the witches of old to keel over and die LOL. (I hc that Viola's natural color is actually a light brown, so if she properly summoned a battle suit or an Infernal that would be the color of her hair despite the dye)
Okay. These are the main ones I can think of right now? I am currently working on a Morgana POV fic with her growing closer with others and letting go of grief through hair and trust actually, but it is pretty short and experimental and non canon compliant after a certain point, so.
You mentioned drawing!! AUGHHHHHHHH. Listen, listen - if you do feel any artistic inspiration from this, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO DRAW WHATEVER. JUST SEND IT TO ME. AUGHHHHH.
I just love witches and their hair. Thank you for giving me the chance to ramble on like a madman about it. #normalmode
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binart · 1 year
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I just re-read your fic "What a healing pod can't repair" cause I was feeling nostalgic and it gets me everytime! It's so good and honestly how I found you, so thanks for all the klance over the years! o7 <3
:D <3333 YOU'RE VERY WELCOME FRIEND I'M GLAD YOU'VE ENJOYED IT!!!!
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