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sagau-my-beloved · 1 year
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Death At The Hands Of A God Pt. 2
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Warnings: general sagau, imposter au, light descriptions of violence/gore, you're resurrected after being killed (by Venti), not really angst but not really comfort or fluff either
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Death was not as dark or empty as you had come to expect...
Was this death? Or maybe something in between—
Yes, that seemed like a better way to describe what you were experiencing, something in between real and unreal, existence and nothingness.
You couldn't think, see, feel, anything, as if you were simply a disembodied form of consciousness, waiting.
For what?
You didn't possess that answer, nor the ability to even contemplate the question. If you had the ability to think, you would have wondered briefly if this was what the characters you played as experienced when falling in battle, a void detached from both time and space.
This state of mere existence didn't last long, or, perhaps, it did. Perhaps it lasted many lifetimes, eons upon eons. It's not as if you would have recognized the difference, no different than how time passed when asleep.
You were pulled passively away, out of that void which welcomed you so, called for you, urged you to stay in its own impartial way. A call you didn't have the ability to respond to, as it simply wasn't your choice.
When you opened your eyes again you were met with something unfamiliar, the only hint of recollection stemming from a strong sense of déjà vu and nothing more.
It took you a moment to regain a sense of thought, of consciousness, remember that you were, in fact, an organic being even capable of having thoughts.
You blinked gently, taking in the scene before you, the soft breeze and wide planes spanning on for miles, the sparsely scattered trees, and the brief reflection of a river. You recognized it, in a way, and something in the back of your mind screamed that you were in danger, as if your subconscious knew of what your conscious self was trying so hard to remember.
It took but a second to move your head downward, your eyes finding themselves looking upon a kneeling form that seemed rather unaware of your presence, despite being directly beneath you. It took another moment for your brain to process what exactly you were seeing and why you felt so stricken with terror.
Oh.
Oh god.
As if having the air forcibly removed from your lungs, you felt the world around you collapse, instinctually bringing your hands up to your own throat where you last remembered feeling anything at all.
The sharp inhale is what caught his attention, what caused the previously silent archon, you had come to recognize as no other than your murderer, to raise his head in an unsure movement of fear and hope.
It was you, oh god, it was you.
The weight of every conceivable emotion that tangibly existed ran through his body, only an underlying inkling of self-restraint stopped him from lunging at your feet. He had been praying to you before your sudden appearance, begging for forgiveness, and what else could this be?
It had been only a month since your "passing", and Venti found himself engaging in ritualistic prayer every day since. It was the only thing that kept him sane with his past actions weighing on him constantly, a way to remind himself that you were still alive in spirit. While your mortal shell may be gone, the essence of the almighty creator would forever linger. It was only during these moments of prayer that Venti felt any semblance of the freedom he lost, the freedom he mourned, so he could pretend, if only for a moment, that everything was no different than how it was before that night.
The month had been the purest form of heavenly torture, and no amount of alcohol or sleep could distract him long enough to even pretend that all was well. His presence all but disappeared from the face of Teyvat, as he simply spent more time staring at one of your many shrines than breathing most days. The death of the creator, the murderer of an eternal god, a curse he alone had to bear the knowledge of.
His restraint broke quickly as you seemed to stumble backwards, creating more distance between the two of you than he was comfortable with.
"Your grace."
Felling your title on his tongue, feeling how it passed through his lips, he dreamed nightly of this moment, when he was able to dream of anything other than you so gracefully falling and the golden essence that seeped from your form where his arrow pierced it.
"You."
His heart fell, dropped down into his stomach, and shattered.
"You grace I—, I..."
Despite his seemingly endless internal thesaurus, the bards' mind drew a blank on what to say next.
What could be said? Was this not forgiveness? Was it not your will to grace him again with your presence after an agonizing month alone?
He didn't know you, not really, not personally. All he could attribute you to was the subtle feeling in the back of his mind, the strange whisper helping to guide his choices, the feeling of being watched over, before his mistake that is.
He knew of your legend, too. All the thousands of songs composed in your honor by heart, the unrelenting chattering of people carried by the wind when your name graced their lips. Every short story and unprovable myth about your existence prior, your power of creation and how you passed that power down to the mortals you created.
He knew the idea of you, no different than how his people knew the idea of Barbatos, though never truly him. Yet, as he looked upon you, past the fear, past your human vessel, there was a sense of deep familiarity that rang out and flooded his senses. A feeling that made him want nothing more than to simply know you, know everything unspoken and hidden beneath the layers of divinity, stay with you always and cherish every new piece of information, no matter how miniscule.
You glanced quickly to the left, thinking very carefully about simply making a run for it, wondering how much time you'd have before he could draw his bow and why he hadn't done so yet. Your body froze slightly at the thought, flashes of your prior life running through your mind and the unbridled fear they brought.
Venti seemed to pick up on your train of thought and couldn't stop himself from jumping into action at even the notion of more space being forced between you.
"I'm so so so sorry. I know I can't begin to repent, but please. I took care of the offender! You don't have to worry about them now—"
While rambling, Venti was inching ever closer to where you stood, trying to get close enough to safely grab on to any part of you and never let go. If he could just touch you, just secure the fact in his mind that you were alive.
Your mind was spinning with all the information, still not working at full capacity, muddled and hazy.
"Offender?" Was all you managed to choke out, wondering briefly if he was referring to your past life.
His face paled slightly at your tone. Did you really, truly not know the reason he was forced to—?
"The one in your throne, the one who took your place... The one who— who ordered your... death."
It hurt him to say the word, physically pained him, as if it was a blade caught in his throat, a harsh reminder of his transgressions.
"I— what?"
Venti had made it close enough to wrap his arms around your legs, clinging on for dear life as he reviled in feeling you, prepared to take any blows from your hand if only to stay there, it wasn't as if he didn't deserve it, and it would be blasphemy to deny anything you were gracious enough to give him.
You jumped at the sudden contact, but it was obvious he meant you no harm, though, that fact was particularly hard to convince your mind as it screamed at you to run away from the offender.
For a brief moment, the Venti you knew flashed in your mind as you felt his hands gripping the fabric of your clothes, clouded your vision with how often you used to admire him, back when this was all nothing more than a game. Just a simple game. The concept felt so foreign now.
You shifted your weight slightly and felt him hold on tighter. It took you a moment to realize he was crying, silent tears adorning his soft features.
What could you do? Was it even humanly possible to forgive something of this nature? Had any other being ever been faced with making this choice?
You had to clear your mind, ignore everything around you and focus on what you now knew. This was real, you were some figure of importance— or at the very least looked similar to one, and your death was ordered by someone who had control of even the gods of this world.
You looked down again at him, how he looked so desperate and utterly heartbroken, how he really believed himself to be the bearer of the ultimate transgression.
Without thinking, you moved your hand to his face, brushing your fingertips against the flushed skin, damp with tears. His eyes opened at your touch as he looked up at you, his hands moving from around your leg to your hand, grasping it tight as he held it to his face. This was certainly an odd form of comfort, if it could even be called that, but any touch from you was nothing but divine bliss for him.
Venti mumbled things against your skin now as he leaned into your touch, his eyes closing again, as if in prayer. He spoke breathy promises of love, devotion, and repentance, of an infinity without pain or sorrow under his watch, how he'd spend his entire immortal life by your side if you'd allow it, making up for his grave sin.
The few words you caught only led to a growing concern. This wasn't the carefree and playful bard you knew, nor was it the caring but serious god who loved his nation, this was something else entirely, something desperate and zealous, something dangerous...
You started to wonder how long it would take for you to regret your inevitable resurrection when faced with an immortal god who would not live to see you part from him again…
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oleandew · 1 year
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          “Sorry, I’m late ! My skates broke on the way here, and I scraped my elbow, but some ladies helped me ! Have you been waiting long?” 
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kinos-fortress-2 · 6 months
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guys stop kissing and go back to protect the point plz- GUYS-
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rainbyte · 3 months
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Top ten would be REALLY funny friends highkey
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mail-me-a-snail · 2 months
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valentine's day isn't over yet without ANOTHER SILVERVANCE DOODLE DUMP BABY GIVE IT UP FOR SILVERVANCE!!! i am so. ill about them. they literally have me sick and twisted every time i think too hard about them
crops under the cut!
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pherredraws · 7 months
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taz steeplechase ep 40 doodles
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bylertruther · 11 months
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yk. the resistance ppl have to so much as considering the idea that mike might not jump to immediately and enthusiastically engaging in obvious n indisputably gay shit with will publicly is kinda funny in a puzzling way when season three and season four, where he does exactly that the entire way through, are literally right there for us all to watch on netflix.com. like. Okay ❤️
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reineydraws · 1 year
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so uh. @bktdbkweek was a thing that happened like... three weeks ago??? and i sketched some things and never really got around to finishing them properly but i still like the sketches so! this is for that lol. i managed five out of seven 😅 regardless, im glad someone organized a tdbk week, so thank u! 🙏🙏
the prompts and more details, below!
fantasy & pro heroes (pro hero bkg somehow ends up in the bnha fantasy 'verse, where prince shouto and bkg's counterpart havent met yet.)
arranged marriage & fake dating (a different fantasy au where shouto's still a prince--or at least the kid of a very rich lord--and tries to fake date katsuki, his friend and the blacksmith's son, to get out of an arranged marriage, only to find out katsuki was the marriage candidate all along! which means they can speed up the wedding right? 'cuz theyre both courting and in love, right?)
soulmates & roommates (soulmate au where your bare touch leaves different colours on your soulmate's skin, depending on mood. they somehow never noticed till they moved in with each other after high school.)
this is actually the day 5 prompt, omegaverse & undercover mission (bkg, still new enough a pro hero that his face isnt super recognizable, tries to go undercover at an omega clinic that seems to be a front for something. shouto, fighting a villain, literally chrashes in through the window before bkg's appointment, they get into an argument bc bkg's trying not to blow his cover, and then somehow shouto ends up being mistaken for bkg's alpha so now they've gotta do this together. oops?)
day 7 prompt, hurt/comfort & borrowing/sharing clothes (katsuki's shirts are shouto's comfort clothes! and he had a really bad day so they're cuddling.)
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luck-of-the-drawings · 7 months
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AHAHAHH FINALLY ANOTHER NEW DOODLE PAGE. A COLLAGE OF OLD DOODLES, NEW DOODLES, DOODLES WITH MINIMUM EFFORT, AND DOODLES WITH ALOOOT OF EFFORT. SOME DRAWN ONA TABLET, MOST ON A MOUSE, BEEN IN MY WIPS FOR AGES JUST TTAAAAAKKEE IT BRO I CANT LOOK AT IT ANYMORE. ANYWAY HHEEELLLOOOOOO CHIPS GROWTH OVER 100 EPISODES CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT?? BECAUSE I SURE WILL. IN MY TAGS.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi riptide#jrwi show#jrwi riptide spoilers#cw blood#chip jrwi#BARRK BARK BARK STARTED THIS WAY BEFORE EP 109 OKAY HHOOOOLY SHIIITT MY BOY.. MY BABY BOY..#HE HAS COME SO FARRRR CAN I BE HONEST? NEEEVER SAW THE FIRE MOTIF COMING#WHEN HE GOT THE WAVE TATS I WAS LIKE awweeyeaaaa ive been headcanoning him with a single shitty faded wave tattoo on his fore arms#BUT TTHEENN THE SECOND ARENA AND THE FIRE AND THE AAARURUGHHGHH IM SSOOO HERE FOR IT#BUT LISTEN TO ME AND LISTEN TO ME WELL RIGHT NOW. I BELIEVE THAT CHIP IS NOT THE FIRE HE IS THE MATCH.#THE THING THAT FUELS THE FIRE. THAT GIVES IT GROUND FOR WHICH TO THRIVE. CHIP IS SO FOUNDATION TO ME#GILL MOON JAY SUN CHIP EARTH!!!! IM RIGHT!!! IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ME I BETTER SEE SOME HHHAAANDS!!!!!!#I HAd so much trouble drawing his tattoos oohh my GOOODD those were the biggest reason i didnt finish this for so long#even now im still iffy but WAHTEVERRR. i love just drawin chip all beat up and sad#hes so tragic and unfortunate. remember when before they entered the black sea. the dude asked if anyone would miss chip. and he went 'no'#like just on impulse. n then jay n gill were like what?? dude no?? youve built up so much? what about all the friends along the way?#n chip was like oh. huh. yeah i guess so. HES SO USED TO BEING NNOOTHIHNGGG remember when he started getting sensitive abt#getting called bastard. OHH REMEMBER HIS SAD BOY ARC.. all the pressure all the ridicule all the misfortune all the failure and guilt#all crashing down onto the head of some wannabe pirate#oh my boy. youve grown so much! and in such a distorted way. what will arlin think when he sees you now?#OHH HOW I HOPE OTHERS NOTICE THAT LIL DOODLE WITH CHIP TAKING HIS FIRST KILL. SLOWLY PLUNGING A BLADE INTO MEAT.#ITS HARDER THAN YOU THINK BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND. AND THEN ITS EASY. JUST SO SO EASY. NOT MUCH BLOOD. IT TRAILED DOWN TO HIS SLEEVE#YOUR FIRST KILL WASNT A BRUTAL BLOODY MESS. IT WAS SAD. IT WAS SCUFFED. BUT IT WAS CLEANER THAN SOME. A BREATH SILENCED IN MERE SECONDS.#IT LEFT A STAIN ON YOUR SLEEVE. THATS ALL THE KILL LEFT BUT YOU CARRY THAT. YOU CARRY THAT INTO A NIGHT OF CHEER AND JOLLY#YOU CARRY THAT STAIN. YOU STOLE THIS BLOOD. YOU TOOK THIS LIFE. CERTAINLY THIS HAS TO STOP AT SOME POINT. AND IT MIGHT ASWELL END WITH FIRE#LOVE U CHIP MWAH#EDIT: IF U SAW ME FORGET TO DRAW CHIPS MISSIN TOOTH IN THE TOP RIGHT: NO YOU DIDNT
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usermoon · 5 months
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e&a
if i wanted to know who you were hanging with while i was gone i would have asked you it's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass but i felt it when i passed you there's an ache in you put there by the ache in me but if it's all the same to you it's the same to me
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quietwingsinthesky · 1 month
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if supernatural was any good, they would have had mary and lucifer sleep together in the apocalypse world. this would have solved zero problems with the show, but it would have created a hundred more interesting ones than they already had.
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aroaceleovaldez · 7 months
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So in doing research over the years I have found some interesting facts about demigod parentage in mythology, and i'm pretty surprised I don't see it brought up ever in the contexts of PJO.
Basically - Greek mythology has at least one known instance of a demigod child of a Titan (Dryas of Calydon, either a son of Ares or Iapetus, aka Bob). Roman mythology has at least one demigod child of a lar (lar and Vestal specifically). Both have plenty of children of mortals and nymphs. So that begs the question - where are those demigods in the riordanverse?
We're told lares at Camp Jupiter can only physically interact with Nico (implied because he's Ghost King, since Hazel can't interact with ghosts and Nico couldn't either pre-Ghost King), but also they're house gods so who knows what laws they abide by.
Titans, they had maybe like 4 (or almost 5 if you're Iapetus) years to potentially have kids and we know they were hanging out with mortals in that time. There were a ton of mortals on the Princess Andromeda. There is absolutely some very compelling potential stories there in a like next-gen story but it's a crew of demigod children of Titans. Or even just something like instead of Nico searching for an on-all-accounts-very-killed-by-Tartarus-Bob he has to track down Bob's kid (maybe Bob named Nico his kid's godfather that'd be cute).
Child-of-nymph demigods just generally feels severely underutilized. Like, you can do a lot there! And then also you have other weird fringe cases like other non-deity immortals, like Chiron. Chiron has established children in Greek mythos! And that doesn't even begin to broach the topic of situations like the Tri! They're kind of gods. Off-brand gods. But they sure are immortal! Do they have their own demigods kids? Just imagine!
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viperwhispered · 1 month
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Apparently my brain has decided that actually, it would not be so bad to be called kitten in bed, at least if it's Jamil doing it.
Just, the thought of being on your back, Jamil over you, thrusting slow and deep into you while holding you down with a palm splayed over your upper chest, being all "take it all, kitten" and, uhhh 😳😳😳
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new-york-no-shoes · 3 months
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BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM !!!!
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darlingod · 2 months
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Maybe it’s just me but Cardan saying “You really hate me, don’t you?” is giving the same energy as “Tell me that you hate me.”
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pocketramblr · 1 year
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Sorry, I was trying to ask your opinion about the person who asked Katydid about if AFO and Yoichi were step brothers instead of biological. Words are hard and my brain went kaput while typing the question out.
ohhh ok that ask! yeah i think its a fun idea and gentry and i spitballed out some fun things, like:
as yoichi was formerly an only child, he can see afo's early red flags and is like 'ah hell no, he thinks im a new toy called 'baby brother'. im like six months younger than him. and im not gonna be his brother for long, and then hopefully mom and i can forget all about this.' and tries to break his parents up
AfO is aware but isn't letting his family split up, he doesn't care who's by blood or law or what, Yoichi is his little brother now. he definitely locked his parents in a room at one point when it was looking like they'd really divorce, and said he'd only let them out once they promised to stay together. Yoichi sees this early vaulting tendency and wants to scream.
Even when the divorce happens, AfO's like "no, you're still my little brother, what does our parents choices have to do with us?" and yoichi is like "my choice dude. my choice to not be your brother" and uhhh well. vaulting upgrade!
Yoichi warns his lovers that he hesitates to get married because if they become AfO's brothers in law, then he will stop at nothing to vault them too, no matter what happens to their relationship with Yoichi after. they'd be stuck as family with him and Yoichi wouldn't wish that on his most hated enemy, let alone Second and Third
Second and Third are like "come on. there's no way, he hates us and wants us dead, its fine." Yoichi is like "no, really, he's done this before." Second and Third are like "youve been married before???" and Yoichi clears up that he means his mother's marriage to his stepfather, which his stepbrother AfO did not acknowledge the end of.
they didn't send an invite to the wedding, which directly led to:
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(Second's fine here btw all his injuries are from throwing himself at AfO and AfO figuring he now has a new slightly sturdier and more rambunctious little brother.)
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