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swordandscytheandpen · 27 days

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Breaking into book five and ANAXARES IS BACK BABEY! And physically described for what I think is the first time.

Tanned in the way of the Free Cities, he was dressed like a beggar in worn robes too loose on his frame. Which was thin, though not the thinness of the heathy. He looked like he’d had too many lean meals, or perhaps like the fire in those grey eyes had eaten away at his body from the inside. The Hierarch of the League of Free Cities, for this could not be anyone else, was middle-aged and balding. His eyebrows were thick and bushy, both they and his sparse beard warring between white streaks and dark brown. One of his boots, I could not help but notice, had been so poorly sown back on the sole was coming off at the front. I looked at him, saw him scribbling on a clay tablet while intently following the proceedings, and felt the slightest bit of fear. He looked like no one, I thought. But coming from his body like an invisible current was some deep and terrible power the touch of which could be felt over all of Rochelant. It was not reaching into my mind, not yet, but it felt as if raising my hand would allow me to feel the unseen ripples.

"He looked like no one, I thought." Ohh yes yes yes, that's not insignificant. Names are reflected in their holders' appearances, and this is a very different kind of "looking like no one" than you get with, say, Scribe. Anaxares' appearance reflects the fact that he sees himself as an ordinary everyman, as part of the People. This is another point of evidence to my other post: Amadeus is mad at the gods because they're unfair to villains; Anaxares is mad because they're unfair to everyone.

Now, while I of course fully expected Hierarch to be behind the mobs — it was pretty heavily implied, though that might admittedly have been my own wishes — I'm fascinated by how powerful the effect seems to be:

“That’s an aspect,” Indrani said, voice hushed. “Gods, how can that be an aspect?” “Andronike?” I asked. The crow-goddess did not reply for a long moment, until I turned my head to look at her. If a bird could look uncomfortable, I saw, it would be something like this. “This is… difficult,” Andronike said, voice tight. “The pull is strong.” My fingers clenched. “You’re having a hard time fighting him,” I croaked. “What the Hells is this, Andronike? He’s Named, not…” “Faith,” the crow got out. “This is faith, Catherine Foundling. Pure unadulterated belief, untainted by doubt or hesitation. It sings, and the world sings back.” “Faith in what?” I asked. “Nothing,” Andronike hissed. “A snake eating its own tail. It is bleak madness screamed by endless throats, and it would stand tribunal over the Gods themselves.”

... I really was expecting Anaxares to be... subtler, I guess. Raw power and supernatural influence certainly weren't what I thought I'd see, at any rate, though the display might seem subtler to ordinary folk. Clearly there have been some internal developments since his run-in with the Bard. What's the aspect, I wonder? Incite? Instigate? It clearly relies on others — I wonder if it could be deployed against an army, or even the Dead King's forces? The latter I doubt, but the former could be a fascinating challenge for Catherine if applied to her own forces.

I have two guesses for how this could be employed in the story: number one, the Serenity. Nobody seems to have any real thoughts on how to deal with the Dead King's personal Hell yet, and this seems like one of the few things that could make a dent without causing mass death. That said, it feels, narratively, more like the Serenity will eventually be some kind of big challenge for Cat. Having to choose between slaughtering a huge group of mostly innocents (Evil But Effective Choice) and trying in vain to convince them to turn against Neshamah (Good But Useless Choice) seems like the sort of story beat that would fit better for her. I guess I can also see that happening and then deploying the Hierarch as a sort of compromise, cheating the story yet again, but I dunno, it doesn't click for me quite.

The second possibility, which I see as more narratively plausible, is that the Hierarch will end up killing some big-name hero who publicly oversteps. This would probably take the form of: some hero (probably Hanno, Judgment is his whole thing) makes the unilateral decision of killing a villain, maybe Black or Kairos, who has recently done something helpful and/or proven themself useful. The hero commits this murder in a public setting, the general public is pissed about it, and Anaxares' aspect incites or empowers the People to tear the hero limb from limb. But this prediction has its own problems, in that it denies Anaxares the chance to actually transcend the games of Names. This scenario would suborn the People into a weapon in the contest between Named, and unless I've misread Anaxares' Role, that doesn't really fit either.

So I suppose what I mean to say is, I have no idea what might happen with this aspect, and the above two paragraphs were basically short-form fanfic.

As for the faith part, this brings to mind the idea of "true faith" some modern vampire media like VTM uses, where faith in anything has a material effect, so long as it's faith. (Was it Doctor Who that had the vampires repelled by the faithful Communist?) Has there been any previous indication that Creation runs on belief-rules? There's Sve Noc, at least, brought to power by constant implicit sacrifice. But I don't recollect any other use of faith as a material force. We haven't been enlightened as to the intricacies of priestly powers, so it could be that the Lanterns get their juice from their own faith... but it could also be gifts from the Gods. We don't have a ton of evidence either way here, as far as I remember.

Still, "standing tribunal over the Gods themselves" is exactly what I was hoping for, and it's what I sensed a whiff of in my post on Anaxares' confrontation with the Wandering Bard. Anaxares is similar to Amadeus in that he opposes the Gods and what they have deemed for the world, but the details of his view are vastly different.

Black, though he might kill me for saying so, operates off of spite. I don't remember the passage, but he has said that he seeks victory for Evil "to prove it can be done," or something along those lines. He's so furious at the state of Creation that he wants to invert it. Anaxares doesn't. He believes in a different authority entirely.

“You are Cordelia Hasenbach,” the man stated, half-questioningly. A moment passed, while I was genuinely at a loss for words. Ah, I thought. So this is why the Tyrant thinks he can make a pawn of you. For a heartbeat I debated actually pretending I was the First Prince just to see if I could make some trouble for her, but discarded the notion just as quick. Best not to roll dice when they had teeth and a noted fondness for biting. “Catherine Foundling,” I replied. “Queen of Callow.” If he felt embarrassed about the mistake, he didn’t show it in the slightest. “There’s no such thing,” he told me sternly. “Queens or Catherine Foundling?” I said. “Because one of those debates is a lot more philosophical than I’m equipped to handle.”

Hee hee. But it is fascinating just how divorced Anaxares is becoming from worldly affairs. He started as a diplomat, remember — originally, he may have been wholly subordinate to the First and Greatest of the Free Cities, but he was still very involved in foreign affairs. He's changed a ton since the start, and some fraction of this change was since his run-in with the Bard. Names tend to do this to people, it seems, separate them from reality in favor of their ideals, but they don't do that without personal development and/or a story behind the shift.

“Is this why the League has gone to war?” I asked. “To end crowns?” There wasn’t a single thing that changed about him, I thought. He was still a skeleton of a man in ill-fitting robes, a scarecrow with a scowl. Not a single thing had changed, and yet… If I strained the ear, I could hear the chorus. The howls of the mob. Chains ripped apart, palaces toppled and bones being crushed. Torches starting a fire that would spread across the world. A song of revolt, of rebellion. I could feel it, like warm wine running through my veins. It was harsh and unforgiving, but oh how glorious it was. How easy it would have been to partake of it and let that warmth swallow me whole. “We are all of us free or we are none of us free,” the Hierarch of the League of Free Cities said, voice like steel. “There is no middle ground. And for the lashes struck at our back, all will be called to account – if gallows must be raised for devils and angels alike, so be it.” I almost, out of sheer contrariness, pointed out that devils did not die but only disperse. But would they really, if it was this man passing the sentence? Suddenly I was not so certain. My mistake, I thought, had been trying to think of him as either a terror or a fool. Fear had dogged me, wading through his aspect, but it had retreated as we spoke. As the man proved to be so uninterested in his surrounding as to be lost. I’d allowed the cadenced little phrases, the obvious mistakes and ignorance, to lull me into believing him… adrift. Living in his own world. But Black had warned me about people like this, hadn’t he? About Named who did not see Creation as it was but how it should be. Men and women who embraced their vision so deeply they bent the world around them to match it. My mistake, I thought once more, had been to believe he must be only one of the two. He was not. The Tyrant of Helike had not sharpened this blade so carefully to cut a mortal empire, I decided. There was a broader game unfolding.

So where's Kairos aiming? The Heavens and Hells don't seem like the kind of entites capable of rising in revolt, even with an effect this strong. The Bard is a clear and obvious enemy of the Tyrant's, and one shared by Anaxares at that, but this isn't the kind of weapon that can hurt her. She doesn't have cities or armies, she's pretty much as divorced from that as possible. Hell, she could be excommunicated from every society on Calernia and still be almost as effective. I can't see the broader picture here, and it's frustrating. As much as I love him, this story does not end with Anaxares victorious; that's not how this works. He isn't going to liberate everyone.

But it's conceivable that he carves out a larger republic somewhere, and that republic works as an engine of... whatever this is all on its own. That sounds plausible, albeit not likely. It fulfills the "fire that would spread across the world" Cat hears, and surely Anaxares understands that he can't just go to every single city on Calernia and start riots. We don't even know what this place is going to look like after he leaves. But of course Anaxares has an answer to the "how are you going to win" question:

“War against Calernia,” he said amusedly. “As if tearing down masters was the same thing as warring on their slaves. You betray yourself, tyrant. You think I wage war on them?” The stylus flicked at the crowd of Procerans. The axe went up, the axe went down. Another dead man, dragged into the alley. “The old faceless thing bade me to choose a side,” the Hierarch said. “And at long last, I have.” My eyes narrowed. The old faceless thing. There weren’t a lot of entities out there that would fit that epithet. Anaxares of Bellerophon smiled, crooked teeth bared. “You think us outnumbered?” he said. “How many of us are there, tyrant, and how many of you?”

Again, he was a diplomat. Anaxares may not be so very smart, but his understanding isn't that shallow. He's got to know that it'll take more than a few loose sparks for the world to go up in flame. Which means he's not being entirely forthright with Cat, he's mostly antagonizing her, like in his letters. His only real goal can be to strike a blow against the Gods, or more likely, their proxy — though that is difficult for reasons stated above.

But there's something else I want to talk about. See, I got a fair few chapters into Book Five while I sat on this post.

Okay, fine, I got to chapter 72. What do you want from me.

But the point is that, having come back to this post fresh off the coup attempt in Salia, I see a parallel. Anaxares views his chosen mortal ideology as above even the Gods, and is strongly implied to have the power to enforce that. Cordelia is exactly the same. She sees the rule of Proceran law as superior to the law of Above, and is able to exercise that power to such extent that she forces a Name back down. It's not the same ideology, sure, but it's mortal. That's the important part. This is the start of a pattern, and we know how those work in the Guide.

And it's no coincidence that these two cases — Cordelia and Anaxares exercising their very human ideologies — are the only two times we've actually seen the Wandering Bard upset, angry, and even surprised. I think I'm starting to see the shape of this story, mortal beliefs triumphing over Above and Below, and if it's followed through on it could be very impressive.

#mine #long post #apgte #pgte #a practical guide to evil #practical guide to evil #anaxares #sorry that this post isn't so long as it could be. i've got a limited amount of juice to spend on active pursuits #e.g. writing analyses of niche web serials that only a couple thousand people have read

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decaying-church · 9 months

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Slasher Nsfw Headcanons

(a/n: pretend I've been posting constantly this year :))

Pairing : Herbert West x male!reader, Vincent Sinclair x male!reader

Requested by @unspeakableoftheoscarwildesorr : Will you do a nsfw headcannons with vincent sinclaire and herbert west? It’s alright if you don’t want to. Please have a good day :))

Warning: bottom!slashers, top!reader, hair pulling, public play, Vincent's conservative upbringing, Vincent writes smut for you, bondage, mentions of chemical burns, getting caught multiple times (slight exhibitionist Herbert) sorry dan, breeding, aftercare

Characters: Herbert West, Vincent Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

He likes it when you watch him work, hovering over his shoulder, sometimes leaning on the table next to him. It makes him nervous, his hands fumbling a bit. If you tell him he was doing good and his brain would shut off.

He loves it when you praise him.

He also likes it when you run your hand over his back, whether you're giving him a massage or just feeling clingy he won't be able to focus on anything but you touching him.

Definitely a virgin when you met, but he knows about the general action of sex. Like the thing goes in the thing and then a baby comes out.

An utterly submissive bottom.

Before you met he figured that if he ever did end up having sex then he’d be the one doing all the work, as men do. (mmmh, conservative, yee-haw upbringing)

But then he met you, and he loved you, and you were both men, so his picture of what sex should be was completely shattered.

If you're generally smaller than him, he’ll try and be dominant. It won't work, the second you flirt with him or make a suggestive comment he goes weak in the knees.

He will make a single attempt at being on top before metaphorically throwing his hands up and going “well I tried”.

If your bigger, there is no attempt, there isn't even a thought of dominance, you were bigger- stronger, therefore you could do whatever you wanted to him and he would not complain (he will never tell you this because he knows you’d tell him otherwise but it honestly added an extra layer of excitement to everything)

The town is pretty empty so the two of you could essentially fuck anywhere.

You once joked about fucking in the middle of the road- and even though you were just joking, the thought of you holding him down on the old road, in front of all those houses, fucking him without a hint of modesty or secrecy genuinely plagued his dreams for several nights.

In reality, you’ve fucked in the gas station, in the movie theater, in the church, and in (or in more risky cases, against) the various houses around town.

Personally, I believe Vincent can talk, he’s just severely traumatized and doesn’t do it often, most days he communicates though groans, gestures, and forms of writing or drawing.

So, sometimes, when he wants you to try someone very specific with him, something too specific for him to say out loud, partially because of humiliation, but also because speaking was difficult for him, he will write it.

And not simple sentences either, he will go on and on about what he wants you to do to him, he’ll draw pictures, he’ll rant on for pages and pages.

The first time he did this you nearly read it out loud, you got about half a sentence in before realizing that no one else (especially Lester, who was just in the next room) needed to hear what he’d written for you.

Of course, with a set of quite specific instructions, you were able to make his every fantasy come true.

Vincent can genuinely go forever, round after round after round.

After years of being a recluse, he has a limit for how long he can go without some kind of stimulation.

Really, finally having someone who wants him and loves him above everybody else makes it a bit harder to continue the streak of celibacy he had before.

He can go about two weeks before he starts outright begging you to fuck him. Again, in great detail.

He doesn't have any prior experience so you'll have to teach him quite a few things.

The first time he asked you to tie him up he brought you some old ratty rope that would have torn his skin the moment things got too intense.

You have to ride out of tow a couple of times for supplies.

He is heartbroken every single time you leave, he always half expects you to just keep driving and never come back.

You always come back, much to Bo’s, who has to put up with Vincent being agiant baby whenever you leave, relief.

(if you ever actually leave Vincent, Bo will hunt you down. Despite everything he does love his brother)

He has a pretty average set of kinks, he likes being praised, tied up, and fucked within an inch of consciousness. He like it when you pull his hair and call him pretty, he likes getting fucked in places he shouldn’t, and he likes it when you leave marks on him.

Aftercare fiend, he’s not a pillow princess but you’d think he was with the way that he’d just lay there, fully fucked out, waiting for you to take care of him.

If you’re someplace where you can’t fully take care of him, (I.e. any other place you’ve fucked outside of your bedroom) he will become extremely flustered. Because that means he has to travel however far away you are from your bedroom in this state. And you could be several houses away or just a couple rooms away but he doesn’t consider either to be more or less embarrassing.

The state he’s in could varies depending on what you did, he could just have ruffled hair and messy clothes, or he could be walking around with a limp with every inch of visible skin covered in bruises.

Herbert West

A very busy man that doesn't like being interrupted while working.

That being said, he will sit on your cock while he's working.

He’ll tease you, act like he’s ready to get his back blown out against his desk, only for him to keep you inside while he works, shifting every so often, fully ignoring how hard he was in favor of chemicals and mildly unethical plans.

You might be able to fully pull him away from work if you give him an explicit rundown of all of the things you were going to do to him.

It'll distract him to the point that he just gives up, grabbing you by the shirt and pulling you in for a kiss.

Most of your “interactions” in his lab were just the two of you humping like animals on the nearest flat surface, which could be anything, a desk, the floor, the wall.

The two of you had so many chemical burns that could have been avoided simply by moving to his bedroom, you think the two off you would learn your lesson after the first time- you didn’t.

Herbert did not care what Dan heard or saw.

This was his house too after all. He could fuck wherever he wanted.

You’ve be caught by Dan an embarrassing amount of times.

Herbert from time to time will treat you like an experiment.

Don’t be surprised if he strips you down and asks to run some “test”

Herbert really, really likes oral.

He loves it when you guide him, one hand in his hair, slowly pulling him back and forth on your cock.

He is not immune to pet names.

Honey, baby, sweetheart, darling. The list goes on.

While he certainly likes those names, nothing captures his attention quite like you calling him “doctor”

This would be extremely inconvenience if you also worked at the hospital (the number of quickies had in closets/labs/bathrooms is downright disposable)

If you don't, you do it purely to tease him.

Leaning in close, telling him all the disgusting things you want to do to him, then just, “come on, Doctor West, don't you think you deserve a break?”

Herbert is definitely a switch with a preference for power bottoming.

He's in control while also getting fucked sideways, it's perfect for him.

When he is feeling fully submissive he will beg you to breed him.

He knows he can't necessarily be bred, but he likes the feeling of you cumming in him over and over.

Every position he likes, he likes for a very specific reason.

He likes missionary because he can leave marks all over your back, he likes being bent over the table so he has something to rest against when his legs inevitably gave out, he liked getting fucked on the wall because he liked how frantic and desperate it felt.

He will not flirt or try and sugarcoat what he wants, he doesn't care who hears, if he wants you to fuck him, he's going to tell you.

Herbert says he doesn’t like slow sex, but there’s been a couple of times when he hits a road block with his research and he’s frustrated and overwhelmed by everything and everyone and he just wants you to make it better.

You can’t necessarily help with the research but you could help him relax.

The way he reacts to aftercare changes drastically throughout your relationship.

When you first got together, he didn’t want you near him, don’t touch him, don’t talk to him, don’t look at him. Even though his legs were shaking violently and his body felt like it was on fire he insisted that he could handle everything himself.

There was somehow always water and food for him though, he figured it was a coincidence (leave him alone, his brain isn’t working at full capacity at the moment)

Further into you’re relationship he will definitely still be a brat about it, but less so. He’ll let you clean him, feed him, praise him. And on some of the more intense days, you’re gonna be carrying him around like a princess.

He “hates it”, but the moment you try and leave him to fend for himself, he gets even more irritated.

If it’s one of those days where you’re both bone tired afterwards then he’ll let you cuddle with him, he won’t initiate it, but he’ll enjoy it .

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antimony-medusa · 8 months

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hi saw your daddy kink post discussing the phenomenon of giving grown characters surrogate parental relationships, and I understand where you’re coming from, but i really feel like it’s just a matter of the circles you run in, and the assumptions that you might make because of that. you mention how platonic reads of these dynamics are more uncommon than kinky reads, which i just don’t think is the case, and I think that arguing that people don’t even realize that they’re writing a kink is a little bit bizarre, and sort of assumes that you know more abt them than they do by projecting your own experiences onto them.

it isn’t inherently sexual to crave protection or a parental relationship that you may have missed out on, and it is certainly not universal. in my own family, my “grandpa” isnt my biological grandfather (nor do I really consider him to be my grandfather), but he’s my mother’s surrogate father and has been since she was in her twenties. an adult. he sees her as a daughter. she sees him as a father. there’s absolutely nothing kinky about it. and anybody who automatically assumes that must have their mind deep, deep in the gutter and/or the stranger side of the Internet. really, i find it a bit of a strange argument to randomly post in the first place—as if it’s a problem that so many people enjoy non romantic and non sexual relationships, and that these people must, in fact, have a daddy kink that they are unaware of.

that said, i do absolutely agree that fans bringing any part of that into phil’s chat is weird and they should Not do that, and that infantilizing characters is also very weird, and personally i dont even see him as being father figure to anybody on that island except his eggs, wilbur, and MAYBE an argument could be made for tubbo (which other cc’s on the island have joked about), but to each their own and all that.

sorry this is so long. TLDR, i get where ur coming from in terms of “warning , some people might read your stuff differently than you want here” but really not everything is a kink and paternal dynamics can easily happen in regards to adult characters, particularly young adults, without there being any inappropriate connotations. i know nothing i said will change your mind, obviously it’s set, but ykno diff perspectives and all that. hope ur doing well

Thank you for the ask! I see you were on mobile, I believe. :D I am also going to push the character limit with this response, I fear.

I agree that it isn't inhernetly sexual to go after a parental relationship that you missed out on, and there are many such cases. I'll even go so far as to say that it's not inherently kinky to go after a parental relationship that you missed out on, because there is such a thing as non-sexual kink, and heaven knows that MCYT writing is full of non-sexual kink. Lots and lots of stuff that is platonic that is kinking on fear, or being drugged, or kidnapping, or hypnosis, or familial relationships, etc— there's lots of people who aren't doing that. There are tons of people out in the real world (and in fiction), who are simply just expanding their family as an adult, and that's awesome. When I was in college there was this older couple who kind of adopted me and invited me over for thursday dinner, and they were awesome. There was nothing untoward going on there.

But look. I am an emduo fan who likes to see my guys be murdery, and because of that, I've ended up reading a bunch of Dark SBI. I've ocassionally gone "this cannot be what everyone is doing" and I've read stuff tagged as "family fluff" that I find recommended. I am aware of where the genre is going, particularly with the rise of "dadbur" and "dadnoblade" interpretations.

And look, you have just got to trust me on this one. People are writing stuff that in any other fandom I would be recommending they put kink tags on the work so that people who liked that trope could find it and people who didn't like it would avoid it, but that comment in DSMP would just lead to people getting doxxed, so I just grit my teeth and go "i guess that's baked into Dark SBI or Tooth Rotting Fluff now, I sure hope that doesn't hit anybody's triggers".

Like I PROMISE you. The first draft of this response included excerpts of fics that I've read and I was like "can YOU pick the ship fic from the /p fics here"? But I have a horror of ever leading to someone getting cancelled on twitter, so nothing that could possibly be identifiable of these writers. But like—

Some of the ways that Tommy gets treated in the narrative are almost indistinguishable from a bodice-ripper romance. Some of the tropes being used— within DSMP we've all clasped hands and agreed to interpret it being platonic, but in any other fandom, you are going to start getting comments that you might not want to get. The tag is FULL of stuff that is DD/LB in everything but name. Maybe my mind is in the gutter here, but if you move out of this fandom, you are going to move into circles where a lot of people's minds are in the gutter, and you are going to get a very different response from your comments!

And I was talking about daddy kink here specifically, because I see that one come up a lot and it's gotten egregious lately, but this also applies to dehumanization, and fearplay, and predator/prey, and "instincts" (in every other fandom that's gonna get people in a mashup of A/B/O, Hypnosis, and sometimes Agere responding to it), and kidnapping/drugging, AND the way a bunch of "piglin instincts" stuff is just a BDSM au now where the Brute (dom) needs to be callmed down by their Runt (sub). The SBI tag is super kinky right now. And I don't have a problem with that idealogically, write your truth, but a) please don't bring that up in front of the streamers, b) if you move to another fandom you have got to be prepared that not everyone is doing their kink platonically.

Like I'm assuming that people don't know what tropes they're playing into, they're just building them from first principles, because the other alternative is that they are deliberately and knowingly writing kink and posting it in the & relationship tag with insufficient trigger tags, and I prefer to believe that people don't know.

I'm glad we agree about people bringing that into Phi's chat, or Pol's, or Luzu, or any of the other streamers that people have decided is So Old. A lot of people aren't comfortable even being assigned dad, as we saw with Felps, so bringing it even further is just— uh oh, no.

I do not have a problem with people liking non-romantic and non-sexual relationships. I find it a bit odd that much of the fandom can't concieve of a non-romantic and non-sexual relationship without making it familial and specifically lately father-son— don't you have close friends?— but I am fully in support of gen writing. I primarily write gen! I'm an avid commentor on gen fics!

But some of the tropes at play in the fandom are kinky, there is no way to avoid that. The fact that they are set in a familial relationship doesn't negate that. Some of the ways that the DSMP characters get treated would be distinctly non-familial if you ever brought it out of that context. And I am just warning people, if you bring it out of that context, be prepared for the response you get.

You cannot take DSMP tropes and apply them one-to-one in other fandoms, with other streamers swapped in, and expect them to be read the same way. Like i'm sorry, but that's just true. If you are posting the same sort of stuff that for Cellbit & Phil that you would post for Tommy & Phil, people will assume that you have a daddy kink, because usually when a relationship between a adults that are actually similar in age is refered to with paternal language it's a kink thing. That is how the broader internet works. (And anon, if I had a daddy kink, would I be complaining about the fact that I can open any SBI fic and have about a 40% chance of hitting it and I'm seeing signs of this appearing in QSMP? I assure you I'm not "projecting [my] own experiences onto them" here.)

#long post #anon #discourse #ask #fandom meta

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heartsteellerr · 2 months

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How they comfort you during a scandal

Request; Hi! I see that you’re requests are open! Can I get a reaction of Heartsteel member’s s/o feeling insecure about dating a celebrity, seeing false dating rumors about the members they are dating and just generally worried about idol scandal stuff because of them? how would the member comfort them about it? A/N ✎: Hi nonnie!! Sorry this request was taking FOREVER for me to do but 🙏 I got some of it done! I decided to split the request into parts for (partly) MY SAKE cos lately i've been busy and I didn't exactly want to prolong it, and also because I didn't want the post to be that long?? So hopefully you're fine with that! Enjoy! Content; Hurt/Comfort, leaning more towards hurt Warnings; GN reader, reader isn't an idol Characters; Ezreal and Kayn

It's honestly on him for not being discreet about your relationship, or 'the' relationship that no one knew about (aside from the other Heartsteel members) until a photo leaked of him with someone. He didn't seem to mind it though, brushing it off as something that'll soon blow over eventually with the media news. But you on the other hand, did in fact mind it ⎯ more than him actually. As you weren't a famous, sensational popstar like he was or had any social status within the media, you were just... Someone standing beside him, and that sort of mindset grew onto you the more you looked into the false dating rumors circulating around him. Seeing the pictures of numerous celebrities that people speculated were in the photo with him and then comparing yourself to them, or the way some fans were picking apart the 'mysterious partner' as someone not worthy of being with their bias, or⎯ but then your phone gets snatched right out of your hand. Taken and tossed aside as he held you in his arms.

Ezreal

He'd be pissed at himself for being so careless and even more pissed at seeing you degrade yourself when he loves you so. No words can properly explain how he feels in that moment, or how he wants to convey that he was a big giant idiot for not taking your feelings into account ⎯ but with the way he held onto you, unmoving and refusing to let go so you wouldn't be able to see his face, it's clear how much he regrets putting you in this position.

In a way, it's almost laughable to him how you'd think of yourself as unworthy of him when that's how he feels when he's with you. Idol or not, you can easily express yourself without a care of the media attacking or slandering you for your comments, or the way you dress comfortably for yourself and no one else, even the littlest details about you were so... loveable to him, that he does find himself to be a bit envious of you sometimes.

How he chooses to handle the scandal will depend on what you also want him to do; ideally he'd want to make it public that he's taken but won't (ever) be revealing his partner's identity for personal reasons (obviously) and would make a serious comment that the public and his fans shouldn't dictate who he dates ⎯ it's for him to decide, and the person he chose is you.

Kayn

He's an idiot. He'll say it out loud and not-so proud for the whole world and even the media to hear because truly, thats who he is. He really didn't see that this whole thing would blow up in his face, especially when he was so in the moment of loving you to even notice the backlash he'll be getting ⎯ which, incidentally, was totally and completely on his part. But could you really fault him for it? Somewhat. BUT in his defence it genuinely felt that way, like being with you for hours when it only felt like minutes for him.

He'd say something like how you made him feel like a normal human being instead of a freak, or an idol put on a pedestal by his fan ⎯ and even though it was good at first, it limits so much things he wants to do. An easy example: Loving you.

Again (like Ezreal) when he makes his statement to the public it also includes what you want him to do with your relationship; he can come out public with it or keep it under wraps, saying everything was false, all while making sure his anger was very present ⎯ because for one, how dare they butt into his business and two, for making you think so lowly of yourself.

#heartsteel x reader #ezreal x reader #kayn x reader

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hannigramislife · 4 months

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for my own gratification bc i just ran into nie mingjue hate in the wild, would you mind making a post that defends my poor good boy? he worked so hard and got gaslit to shit before getting murdered terribly ;; literally everyone sat there telling him "youre being too harsh" and he's just responding appropriately. like yeah, if you witness a murder, ya kinda got to do something about that as a clan leader. its kinda your responsibility, even when you care about the person who did the murdering. he was also a really young when he took on the role of clan leader and idk, it just made me rlly sad to see people dunk on him cuz wtf he's literally just trying his best in an impossible situation WHILE being perpetually fucked over by his clan's own traditional cultivation cuz now the stronger he is as a leader, the closer he is to going literally insane and dying bc of it. (mingjue did nothing wrong i will die on this hill) ((sorry for going on a tirade, im just sad and defensive of my good boy rn))

Oh no! I'm so sorry you had to go through Nie Mingjue hate! Truly tragic. I went through that once when in the beginning of me reading the books, when I still had no proper opinions, and never again.

I'm more than willing to make a post about Nie Mingjue! I'm always down to talk about Nie Mingjue tbh, he's my heart and love and if I were to have been given the opportunity to be his right hand person, I would have simply never betrayed his trust and married him. Rip Jin Guangyao but I'm different.

Anyways, I, huhhh, actually think you?? Covered it all??? Pretty much?? Yet I will talk about it. This will be long and non-coherent, because I don't have the books rn to find quotes in them and honestly, I could write essays on Nie Mingjue either way.

Nie Mingjue is a central piece of the narrative, despite the limited amount of appearances he made, and the fact that he wasn't close to the main characters at all. The entire second part of the plot revolves around him- it happened because of him. His murder is a tragedy; literally, by greek standards, man has Cassandra Curse all over him, so I don't get how people can tell me, confidently, that his death was warranted. I've been told the man had asked for it, and this has mostly been by Jin Guangyao apologists.

So let me make something real fucking clear.

Nie Mingjue did not deserve to die. Let's get that out of the way, anyone can fight me on that. Nie Mingjue had more good qualities than half the people in this fucking story, despite his flaws. After his father was brutally murdered when Mingjue was only in his teens, Nie Mingjue stepped up as clan leader. We can only speculate the hardships that await someone leading a clan at such an early age. Yet, political challenges weren't the only thing he had to battle; Nie Mingjue knew about his clan's harmful cultivation, and he knew he was going to die young. So what did he do? His best. Literally his best, always. He was always giving 100% of his abilities, because that's who he was.

Let's talk about who Nie Mingjue was, shall we?

When Jin Guangyao, still Meng Yao then, describes Nie Mingjue, he finds himself perplexed, because Nie Mingjue isn't like other men. He is not frivolous, and he has no vices; Meng Yao describes how Nie Mingjue never showed an interest in arts, or alcohol, or women. All he did was train, and fight the Wens during the war. It shows that he had a one-track mind from the start, and has got a strict discipline; yet this strictly disciplined man, leader of a clan that prizes strength, continuously indulges his lazy and undisciplined half-brother, his one and only heir, despite not understanding his interests. We gather, pretty quickly, that Nie Mingjue is a bleeding heart for his brother, and for the ones he loves in general. We see the same softer side displayed in the presence of Lan Xichen, and of course, for some time, Meng Yao.

People seem to think Nie Mingjue took Meng Yao's betrayal too harshly. As if somehow seeing a man he thought to have been just and honest commit premeditated murder, then cover it up, was something he was just supposed to get over. To this day, I can't believe how Lan Xichen was so understanding of it. But not only did Nie Mingjue catch him in a cowardly act - Meng Yao proceeds to manipulate him, using the fact that Nie Mingjue cared about him, to stab him in the back. Or front, however it happened. I get that Meng Yao was in a difficult position, that he suffered at the Jins, that he felt backed in a corner; but Nie Mingjue was a man that had extended his help to Meng Yao before, and even then, he went to find Meng Yao in righteous fury, ready to help him again. To Nie Mingjue, the idea that Meng Yao "had no other choice" but to kill - to kill in the manner he did - it could have been nothing but a betrayal.

One thing that I personally highly respected Nie Mingjue for was the fact that he did not judge Meng Yao for his background. This is not up for debate; Nie Mingjue stood up for him, quite publicly, quite vocally, when Meng Yao was being insulted over it. And not only that, but he promoted Meng Yao to be his right hand man, just like that. Because he's impulsive, and to prove a point, but it was still huge of him to do. Not even Lan Xichen would have done that - In a society built on power dynamics between social classes, Nie Mingjue was one of the few characters who did not let that define his actions. It wasn't because he was born privileged (though he was) but because he he didn't let anything other than his judgment direct his actions. Nie Mingjue also never shied away from anything; if it had to be done, he did it, no matter the cost.

Nie Mingjue was decisive, and had an iron will. When Meng Yao killed the Nie disciples in Qishan, he wanted to kill Meng Yao. Meng Yao told him, paraphrasing, that "don't you understand that if I hadn't done that, it would have been your corpse up there?" and Wei Wuxian takes it to mean "Translation: I saved you so you can't kill me, because that would mean you're in the wrong." So Nie Mingjue hesitated for a second, then said: "Fine! I'll kill you, and then take my own life!" And the only reason he didn't, was because Lan Xichen was there. Otherwise, Nie Mingjue would have killed his former friend, then followed him to whatever afterlife awaited.

Nie Mingjue is often portrayed like he doesn't understand stuff, like he's stupid, simply because of his black and white sense of morality. That's not correct: Nie Mingjue understands motive, but he doesn't accept the ends justifying the means. Scratch that, he doesn't accept or justify either, if they're unjust. The murder of the Jin commander, the murder of the Nie disciples, not executing Xue Yang - how can Nie Mingjue possibly understand Meng Yao's decisions, when Nie Mingjue would rather die, any day, than live thanks to vile actions?

And then, Nie Mingjue starts falling into qi-deviation. We know that it affected his temper the most, and his judgement. I don't understand how it works, really, so I don't know by the end how much was Nie Mingjue and how much was the mess that the spirit made of him - maybe a combination of the two. But what is certain, is that the rapid qi deviation changed him.

But I could write a hundred more pages on him, meticulously going over every single scene he has ever appeared in, because I find him that interesting. I find him the most interesting, and the most appealing character, because in a story where the navigation of the cultivation world's complex politics and hierarchies with tact and diplomacy is crucial, Nie Mingjue stands uncompromising in his principles, choosing duty and honor over anything else, even when it's hard.

#the untamed #mdzs #cql #mo dao zu shi #nie mingjue #nie mingjue had his flaws #and he had his virtues #i will not allow slander on his name #when he always did what he thought was best and just and good #when he was loving and kind and hot-headed but he was also just in his early 20s with the weight of the world on his shoulders #cold absolutely freezing day in hell when i'm over him

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mikodrawnnarratives · 6 months

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TW IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH

TW BLOOD

(Just like last time, it isn't really graphic but I'm tagging just so you know)

@naffeclipse

Part 1 | This is Part Two | Part Three | Extra

It. Probably won't need a part 4

I'm doing this all on one cps file so I sure hope so kjlfdkfljs

i'm at like- 750+ layers i'm so sorry my file

...there might be a part 4 but it'll be small sketches and aftermaths

Once again, long post under the cut:

I am not the only traveler, who has not repaid his debt.

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Take me back to the night we met

- The night we met by Lord Hurdon

Alright, I didn't make too much of an effort to hide it but how many of you guessed it was gregory and how many of you didn't see it coming?

Gee I wonder who Gregory's companions are

Okay if you don't have a nugget of who these companions are then my rambling below makes it a little more obvious

Anyway, this little comic of self indulgence to mend my broken heart says "YO what if Gregory and other characters saved Vanessa like they did in canon"

It certainly would NOT be easy for Vanessa once she wakes up to that realization. But there are factors that make it a little bit easier for Vanessa to cope compared to other children.

Since Gregory and others proved they could fight and free her as Vanny, it gives her mind a little reassurance that they aren't completely helpless.

Plus, I like the idea of the GGY story (Dr Rabbit) existing as this au's equivalent of the same experience, that would mean Gregory has had his own bad experiences with Glitchtrap and so it wouldn't be like some random kid going against a threat he was unfamiliar with

She still distances herself a lot earlier on and the more time passes, the older Gregory gets, the less he looks and sounds like a kid.

Those make it much easier for Vanessa to stand being around them as time goes by. Earlier on, she only really interacted when absolutely necessary. But she did grow a small soft spot for them.

She remained pretty closed off about herself over the years and never delved too deep about her past. Ness left frequently for her own hunting jobs and at one point Gregory asked where she went. Somethings made it seem like these hunts weren't just random and different

He didn't get an answer of course. But later that day, Vanessa told him about Y/n. In vague terms. This is the most information he ever gets about Vanessa's past.

So Gregory's got no idea who to expect to see showing up to the gravestone ltr on and is just like

Gregory: cool, ur mysterious enough for it to be believable ur related to my mysterious older sister/mentor figure Wanna hear a story

Y/n: ...yes.

Forgive him his brain is ever so foggy from grief and no slep

Anyway, Y/n picked a day to visit Vanessa when they knew they were stable enough not to lash out and attack any humans that may happen to also be visiting the graves. They had eaten pretty recently but not so recent that they were vulnerable.

It's pretty early in the morning where it is still dark and the rain provides some more protection.

If you couldn't tell before, many MANY years have passed since Y/n has been human. Think somewhere between 20-30 years. And while, they still hate who they are now and aren't mentally okay, they've gotten a semi-solid understanding of their limits and what they can and cannot tolerate and when.

And, even though they are nervous, they can manage to have this conversation with Gregory for now.

Why are they talking to Gregory so willingly? despite the risks?

well

the next part will explain that

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eternalsams · 24 days

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Sweet Memories ⇴ J.Machado

pairing: Javy Machado x old flame fem!reader

warning/content: angst, regrets, fluff, cheating, mentions of breakup and innuendos to divorce

summary: An umpteenth night next to your husband makes you realize what could've been your life.

word count: 2.1k

a/n: English isn't my first language so please take that into consideration. This is inspired by the song Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan. I DO NOT TOLERATE CHEATING, THIS IS ONLY USED AS A PLOT FOR FICTION.

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The window of your bedroom was open because of the unbearable heat of August. You were listening to the limited cars driving by, your hands joined on your stomach and an arm draped over you. You look at the man sleeping next to you and couldn't resist running your fingers in his hair, getting the locks out of his face. His brows furrowed for a moment and then peace took over his features. You softly smile and kiss the top of his head before turning back to your bedside table, staring at your phone. Sleep didn't want to come to you after you've read the text Javy sent you sooner today. He was in town. It's been years since the last time you saw him, since you'd broken things with him. You were the one ending things up, he never knew the real reasons, and he probably never will. He didn't know why he sent you that text, probably because he unconsciously wanted you back. He never met anyone else like you, he got his fair share of women, one night stands and relationships. But not a single one could even dream to compare to you.

You grab your phone and unlock it, staring at the text for a moment before opening Instagram, as if you felt it, Javy just posted a video of him in a bar you didn't recognize. He was smiling, singing along some old rock song and probably annoying that blond guy who was trapped under Javy's arm. You chuckle quietly and before you could even think about it, you respond to his video with a laughing emoji. You realize what you just did and drop your phone on your chest. You haven't talked to Javy in years, you never told him why you'd broken up with him, he must hate yo-

Vzzz

You look down at your phone and see the new notifications with Javy's username. You look back at your husband who's sound asleep and grab his arm to get out of the bed without waking him up. You just couldn't text with another man when your husband was holding you in his arms. You quickly grab your robe and put it on before joining the kitchen and checking Javy's messages.

Hey It's been a while since I've heard from you

You stare at the texts and decide you shouldn't do this without a drink. You open the cabinet and take a bottle of red wine and a glass before pouring you a large drink. You take a few sips before texting back.

I know It's been too long I'm sorry

You take the glass in your hand after sending your last message and watch the little bubbles appear on the screen. Your heart pounds in your chest and you can almost feel the butterflies get crazy in your stomach.

Don't be, it's not your fault Kind of, yes... Well, it's not what I think What are you doing awake at that time anyway?

You take a new sip and contemplate telling him the truth. For once. You catch a glimpse of your wedding ring and freeze. You drop your phone on the counter and quickly take it off, putting it down beside your glass of wine before taking back your phone.

Couldn't sleep You still have insomnia?

For his part, Javy lost complete interest in what was happening around him when he saw your first text. He was a little bit drunk, having fun with his best friend at the local bar but the moment he saw your username interacting with his post and that beautiful smile on your profile picture, he even forgot his own name. He only knew he needed to talk to you. He'd spent years longing after you, regretting every single decision that could've led him to you breaking up with him. You left him in such a blurry space when you uttered those three words. This is over. First he thought you had met someone else but when he asked, you promised him that was not the case. Maybe he had been to needy in your relationship? Did you think he had been toxic? Lord, he hoped not.

No. Do you want to talk about it?

He knew something was on your mind if you couldn't sleep at this hour. He stares at the little bubbles on his screen, waiting patiently for your answer. He was still hoping to win you back, however long it would take, he was known for his patience.

Not over texts.

Javy's heart starts to pound in his chest and a goofy smile takes place on his face when you send him your address. He grabs his jacket and quickly says bye to Jake who was shamelessly making out with a brunette before leaving the bar. He jumps in his car and enters your address in the GPS. 17 minutes. He would see you again in 17 minutes.

Was that a good idea to see Javy in the middle of the night when you haven't seen him in years? Definitely not. But did you want to? Absolutely, you needed it. You wait patiently in your living room, emptying your glass of wine and checking your phone now and then to see if Javy sent you another text saying he was down the street. Not even 20 minutes later, your phone starts vibrating and an unknown caller is trying to reach you. You know it's Javy so you answer. "Hello?" You say, your voice weak and timid. "It's good to hear your voice." He immediately responds, you could practically hear the smile in his voice. "It's good to hear you too." You smile softly, wrapping your free arm around you. "I'm down the building but I don't see your name, can you open the door please?"

Of course, he couldn't find your name, you were married now. You clear your throat and look back to your bedroom, your husband was still sleeping deeply and you didn't want to run the risk waking him up and discovering Javy in your living room. "I'm coming down." You tell him and step out of your apartment, keeping the phone to your ear. "Alright, I'm waiting for you." The low rasp in his voice makes it irresistible and you want to swoon and run away with him. When you join the lobby, you can see him by the windows, waiting in the night. He must sense your gaze on him because he turns to you and freezes, a tender smile on his lips. "How can you look this pretty at 2am?" He asks through the phone and you can only focus on the way his lips move saying those words. You hang up the call and he chuckles lightly, sliding his phone in his pocket as you go to open the front door of the building, joining him outside. You wrap your arms around yourself at the fresh nightly breeze and he's quick to give you his jacket. You refuse it and ignore the flash of hurt passing through his eyes.

"It's good to see you." He says and you look away, feeling your cheeks blushing. "Likewise." You only say and you can hear him sigh quietly as he sinks his fists in his pockets. "So... What's happening? Why can't you sleep?" He tries to search for your gaze. "Why did you send me this text?" You ask him without really answering his own question. "You texted me first." He chuckles and you look into his dark eyes for the first time in years, making his chest clench. "Not tonight. Why did you text me this morning? Why did you want me to know you were in town?" You ask more explicitly. He sighs and rubs his face, looking for his next words. "I guess I just missed you. I just came back from a huge mission and I needed to tell someone I was back home. I didn't even know you still lived here." He shrugs and looks away. "Did you get hurt on this mission?" Now you're the one searching for his gaze. "No. I almost crashed during an exercise but I'm fine now. I promise." You bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from asking for more information and only take his hand in yours. "I'm glad you're okay." You smile at him.

"I've missed you." He admits with a tender smile that could turn your legs into jelly. His brows furrow for a second and he opens his mouth. "You didn't tell me why you couldn't sleep." A sly smirk now takes place on his lips as if he knew the answer. He's pretty sure he now knew why but he wanted to hear you say it. When he catches sight of your cheeks blushing once more, he knows. He gently grabs your chin and tilts your head so he can look into your eyes. "Is it because of me?" He asks and you can't do anything else than simply nod. A more loving smile stretches his lips and he takes a step closer to you, invading your personal space. Too close, too close. But never close enough. You could see him leaning in dangerously, his eyes transfixed on your lips and wanting to taste them for the first time in years. You gently put your hand on his chest and tilt your head back. "I can't." You speak so softly Javy doesn't even know if he heard you or imagined it. Not being sure, he stops his movements and looks at you. "Why not?" His hand is now cupping your jaw and his thumb softly caressing your cheek. "I'm..." married. You can't say it, the words just won't come out of your mouth.

"I'm not sure I can love you the way I used to." You eventually say, grabbing his wrist and taking his hand off your face. He nervously licks his lips and looks away from your face. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. He wanted you, there was no doubt. But did you want him?

"I can teach you how to again. If you'll let me." He lifts your joined hands to his face and kisses the back of your hand. "When do you leave town?" You ask him and he smiles widely, feeling he almost won you back. "I'm on indefinite leave, my whole squad is after our last mission. They'll call us back in a few weeks I think." He could at least tell you that. You nod and look back at the building behind you, thinking about your husband sleeping in your shared bed. It wasn't fair to him. It wasn't fair to Javy. "Give me a week to sort out some things and I'll call you. I have your number now." You gently grab his face and stroke his cheekbones with your thumbs. "You deleted my number back then?" He asks, surprised but still with a smile on his face. You ignore his teasing and stand on your tip toes to reach for his face, placing a delicate kiss on his lips. He closes his eyes and enjoys the short second of your lips on his. "I'll see you next week." You whisper, your breath hitting Javy's lips.

"Give me one more... Please." He practically whimpers, his eyes still closed. You smile and wrap your arms around his neck, smashing your lips on his once again. This kiss is much more passionate and desperate than your first one. He's grabbing your hips like you're gonna disappear the moment he lets go of them. He even ends up wrapping his arms around you to keep you close. Your lips fit perfectly together, his teeth even nibbling at your bottom lip because he knows you like it. And he's not wrong, he pulls a small moan from your lips and your tongue slips between his parted lip to taste him. You feel his chest vibrating when he groans at the feeling and smile against his lips. You definitely want him.

You reluctantly pull back and place short kisses along his cheeks because you can't get enough of him. "I gotta go now. I'll call you, I promise. Let me take care of some stuff and I'll be all yours." You press a last kiss to his lips and try to get yourself out of his arms. "All mine? Promise?" He looks at you with a silly smile and sparks in his eyes. "Promise." You let go of his hand and go back inside the building, walking back to keep looking at Javy. he bites his bottom lips as he looks at you going back to your apartment, not even thinking you could go back to a sleeping husband.

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loveephia · 1 year

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can i get iwa and ushijima with reader whos oikawa's sister? preferably hs them <33

I was thinking maybe oikawa and reader are like a dynamic duo type beat and SHE ALSO PLAYS VOLLEYBALL so to like DOUBLE DOWN on hot sibling duo pointsss

sorry if thats too specific i love your pieces <3<3<3<3

ushijima + iwaizumi with a girlfriend who's oikawa's sister. (separate.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, you're a third year and a strong volleyball player here, protective oikawa.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: IT WASN'T VERY CLEAR THAT READER WAS FROM A VOLLEYBALL TEAM, SO I'M SORRY IF I'VE DISSAPOINTED YOU. 😭 OTHER THAN THAT, ENJOY READING!!!

a similar post of mine.

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

HUHHHH

ok, first of all, oIKAWA DOES NOT ACCEPT.

OIKAWA DOESN'T WANNA SEE HIS BABY SISTER GETTING MARRIED TO USHIWAKA OF ALL PEOPLE???

you tell him to chill because first of all, you're both still in high school

second, you only started dating just a week ago

and third, how'd he even zoom that far into the future

oikawa's having a mid-life crisis on the floor, trying to comfort himself by rocking back and forth

you poke the poor dude and he just

yeah

you reassure him that ushijima treats you amazingly and that there's truly nothing to be worried about

oikawa doesn't trust your words until he watches you leave him and walk towards ushijima, who was standing by aoba johsai's gate, waiting patiently just for you

the smile on both your faces are warm, oikawa notices that

maybe he'll trust ushijima JUST this once..

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

oikawa could care less. as long as it isn't that son of a gun ushiwaka, then he has no problem.

a lie

he most definitely does care

he's got hawk-eyes on iwaizumi, making sure he never ever hurts you

you and iwaizumi are doing warm-ups, and you're chuckling at all of his charming smiles, even shooting one back yourself

iwaizumi thinks you're absolutely adorable

while oIKAWA WANTS TO SCREAM AND CRY.

😭😭HIS BABY SISTER😭😭IS GROWING UP😭😭SO FAST😭😭

he spikes a volleyball at the back of iwaizumi's head just because

and iwaizumi was definitely not happy about that.

you watch oikawa get chased around the gymnasium by an angry iwa, and you only laugh

if you really wanna test oikawa's limits, try kissing iwaizumi on the cheek in front of him

oikawa'll be long gone LOLLL

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cat-dragron-arts · 4 months

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Never knew I could become fixated on my own silly Sonic Frontiers AU but it's finally at a point where I feel comfortable enough to share it with the wider world! I also wrote all this up at like midnight so sorry if stuff doesn't make sense.

Whole premise is "what if Shadow was in Frontiers" which isn't a unique thought but I wanted to try my own spin on it! Calling it the Mnemonic AU for now since that's just have I've been titling files I save for this as.

Mnemosyne Island replaces Rhea Island in terms of story progression, combining all of the towers into one. Still working on some of the finer details but the chaos emeralds are involved so that Sonic, Shadow and their koco companion can have some quality time together.

Also! Have some rough environmental drawings because I cannot get certain scenes out of my head!!

My whole goal of this was to explore a bit of the harder to obtain voice lines on Rhea Island and how that would play in to someone besides Sage being there to witness Sonic at his lowest before the corruption fully takes over.

Oh and also to have more qpr sonadow content that scratches my particular itch of them having an incredibly deep bond and how that gets put to its limit.

More doodles and ramblings under the cut!

I have most of the main story beats planned out especially with how the ending plays out. It would follow the Final Horizon update in terms of how Ouranos Island plays out plus! Then there's also more potential for character interactions which I adore exploring.

Got no idea for how Shadow ends up at the Starfall Islands. Maybe he's out with Rouge and Omega and he's the only one that finds the portal that ends up transporting him to the islands. Anyways, at least he and Knuckles have that in common.

Shadow's memory token is lavender which I used primarily because it's more neutral than some of the other symbols I see with Shadow a lot. His koco's design was... a pain but I'm ultimately happy with it since they are fun to draw hehe.

The fic itself is gonna be a long one!! Not sure how long yet as I'm still writing it but I've gotten rough drafts for the first three chapters with chapter four on the way. I'm guessing somewhere around 40-60 k words?? Based purely on the chapters I have written right now and how many words they are.

I'd love to post the fic at some point but I want to wait until I have a little more of a back log/more polished since it's my first fan fic and I am a little nervous about it haha.

If you read this far thank you??? It means a lot and I just hope people enjoy this silly au hehe.

#digital art #my art #image description in alt #fanart #sth mnemonic au #<- tag I'll be using for this since I will post more about it on this blog #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic frontiers #sth fanart #qpr sonadow #Realizing that's a better one to use lmao though there's only like one sketch in this bunch that has even a hint of sonadow in it #I just want more content that explores them having this deep bond is that so much to ask!!!#on god a lil nervous about posting this but I'm having fun and I wanna share that with others who might also enjoy this

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artharakka · 8 months

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Are you okay with people using, reposting or editing your art with proper credits? :3

(I'm sorry if this has been asked, I can't find anything mentioning this!)

Thank you for asking 🧡

Hmmm I think it depends a bit of the case? I think you here have good intentions, but since "using" is very broad term I'm going to answer kind of broadly here and not just yes/no in case someone else would refer to this ask at another context.

So, all of my works are copyrighted under Finnish/EEA copyright laws. The copyright is created and valid automatically from the moment of creation of the art piece (and it also includes sketches I've posted on Patreon, for example). My answers are based on those copyright laws and on my personal preferences within those.

(under cut as this got long)

USING: I'm ok with most personal use. That is, for example, printing out a single image for personal use or using a picture on your blog header or as personal playlist (spotify etc) cover art AS LONG as it is not a piece commissioned by someone else.

If you own a print you have ordered from me, you have also right to display it publicly (i.e. posting a photo of it). Owning a print doesn't however mean that you get right to print more copies for sale.

I'm not ok with my art used in buyable products or copies of my art sold by others than those I've individually authorized. I have copyright even to commissioned pieces, so even those cannot be used in products without my consent. If you'd like to use my art on products/covers or otherwise do some kind of collaboration, send me an email at artharakka(at)gmail.com and we can discuss prices and royalties.

REPOSTING (public display): Usually I'd say I prefer people reblogging (through the little arrows at the bottom of the post) rather than reposting it (meaning making your own original post with it). If you'd like to post it on other social media sites besides tumblr, I do have Instagram (also @ artharakka) where I post my art and I'd prefer if no new art of mine ends up on twitter/x/whatever.

However, if you'd like to do a collab of my art or with my art, to do reference/shoutout post or a moodboard for your characters etc., I'm ok with reposting as long as I'm mentioned as the artist. Though here you are also bound by the laws' moral obligations which means no putting my art "in context that could be offensive to the artist" (very broad and case by case point but I bet mocking me is not your intention)

I'm also ok with using my art in noncommercial contexts i.e. as figures in articles or school projects.

EDITING: I'm ok with most edits, again, as long as it isn't offensive to me. (And offensive meaning mostly not aiming to mock me or use in contexts that would show me in bad light, but also don't draw smut of my characters without asking). Im ok with, for example, removing a background from some piece, but in that case you have to remember that I still own the copyright. If the edit / modification of the idea is original enough, it might become it's own piece with own copyrights (again, I don't own themes or ideas and sometimes I also borrow compositions/themes from older art).

TLDR: I'm ok with most things not offensive and that you don't aim to earn money with. Credit is welcome and I prefer as direct link as you can provide. Commissioned pieces are off limits without the commissioner's consent.

For individual case questions you can send me message, email or another ask!

#copyright #ask #sorry about legal approach but art is my job so I gotta be a bit strict :'D

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dervampireprince · 3 months

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don't usually share this sort of stuff on here but the reason patreon matters to me so much is stuff like this

6/7 videos this month are demonetised. specifically limited ads, not no ads, but what that means for me is where i would earn $1 on a fully monetised video, i am now earning $0.10 on a limited ads video.

there's no reason they should be demonetised. it's a bot that flags them and yes i can manually file a counterclaim but i'm scared of youtube's reaction and scared of what happens if they double down.

i've even had some videos in the past be monetised, then demonetised after days or weeks. some videos demonetised and then re-monetised without me filing a counter-claim or changing anything, as if youtube realised it's mistake.

my most viewed video is "ASMR | Visiting King Wants Your Hand, Not Your Sisters [M4M] [Romantic]" currently at 95,100~ views (thank you guys so much for that). that's a nice chunk of income right if i'm earning $1-2 dollars per thousand views? well, it would have been. once the video was up and reached 1k views it got 'limited ads' placed on it and stayed that way until random when it was at around 50k views it got re-monetised. i'd changed nothing in the video or description or title, i'd not filed a counter-claim. youtube's bot just somehow realised it's mistake. so, they are admitting they were wrong to demonetise it. that's nice. so do i get the money for the 49k views i should have been paid for? of course not.

anyway this post isn't to 'woe is me' (though youtube's system for flagging is broken and it really doesn't like asmr creators, i've seen other asmr creators talk about videos getting demonetised a lot). i've had videos demonetised before, but never this many in a month. in the past at most it's been maybe half of one month's videos demonetised, never almost all. and january 2024 had 0 videos demonetised. but wow. this month youtube doesn't like me. and i don't know how long this will continue.

so as much as i am upset and frustrated and trying to save all my money to move into a better living situation (you know it's bad when your doctor presses you about why you're having physical health issues due to stress and you let some details slip and they go "oh shit, well there's no point in prescribing you meds when you're getting triggered at home, you need to focus on moving out of there" and i'm like i am i really am but my apartment application got rejected) but uh... sorry what was my point?

oh right. as much as i'm upset and yes this isn't helping with my current situation, i want to say thank you to my patreon members, you guys aren't just giving me some extra little money you are literally allowing me to live. i'm making enough money that i can afford to look at renting places, and i never was able to afford that before making these audios. so regardless of what youtube does, thank you patrons, i could not be any more grateful to you all, and let's hope a landlord accepts one of my applications and i get out of this stinky house soon.

#i get so caught up in updating you guys on discord and when im live on twitch i forget i want to keep you up to date here too #for anyone whos not in the patreon discord and isnt interested in livestreams or cant make it for timezones reasons #the vampire vents #the vampire rambles

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One wound healed, another wound reopened

(a small turkuzbek gangster au drabble i did in the middle of class when i got bored, somehow i had the confidence to post this dumpster fire 😭)

"You throw yourself into danger too much," Nargiza sighed as she grabbed her roll of gauze and placed it next to the first aid kit. "It's been what, the 4th time this week? And it's only Monday..."

She dipped a ball of cotton in ethanol and held his arm firmly. "Careful, this'll hurt." He ripped his arm away.

"I-isn't there some other way to clean this up? Like water?"

"Sure, if you'd like to succumb to some kind of injury. Imagine that on your gravestone: Sadık Adnan, aged 32, unfortunately left us due to contracting sepsis... that'd be kind of embarrassing–" She chuckled.

"Alright, fine. Just–be careful, ok?"

She smiled, and grabbed his arm. "When am I not?"

"Yowch! Like the time you literally came into the line of fire to shield me and your siblings from a bullet?"

"Yeah, I can't help it sometimes...my instinct immediately go towards defense."

"Oh? Suddenly I'm important to you? Hmmmmm?"

"S-stop that! I've just known you since elementary, it's not a big deal!"

And that I've had feelings for you since then...

"I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something happened, y'know? As abnormal as our lives are, maybe we deserve to live something closest to normal... I'd like to-" Nargiza stopped.

I'm rambling. Thank goodness I stopped myself before-

"What?" He cocked his head at her.

"What do you mean, what?" She stopped wrapping his bandage.

"What do you wanna do? With your life?"

"No–it's a silly thought! I'll keep it that way." Usually her siblings would get the hint and stop pushing. But even though she's known Sadik for years, he never gets the hint.

I'd like to maybe have someone by my side for the rest of my twisted life...only if he'd stop having one night stands with every woman in this city...

"Really–"

"Yes."

"...Okay, then."

What a relief. He finally let it go.

"Oh wait, I forgot to tell you! I met this really hot lady and–"

She tugged at his bandage tightly. Not now. Please.

"Ouch! Hey, what's your deal?" Sadık stared at her.

"You'd think by now you'd realize how uncomfortable you make people when you talk about your womanizing escapades every week."

"What-"

"Bandage is done now. Get up." Nargiza spoke in a steely voice. As steely as she could get her voice to be, anyway. Her voice was beginning to get all shaky, and if she heard another stupid story of him seeing some random girl at a club she'd probably break down.

"Already? Usually we have tea after this, right–"

"Not. Today. Just. Go."

"Come on, you're that upset? What did I do?"

Nargiza lost it.

"If you liked some guy since elementary school and desperately clung onto the idea of eventually getting with him like an absolute fool, only for him to talk about every single hookup he's had the past week years later, wouldn't you ever worry about what was wrong with you? How long it'd take to get him to finally notice you?! How close yet far you were to him every single day?! How much you wished you meant something more to him?!"

Her voice bounced across the room back to her bleeding eardrums. She couldn't remember the last time she yelled like this. Her face felt extremely hot and she felt a wetness around her eyes, head pounding with pain. She felt embarrassment. Regret.

God, I'm so stupid! Why did I do that?!

She took a shaky breath and cleared her throat, wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

"I'm sorry. You're not entitled to anything of mine, but...there's a limit to how much of your stories I can take. How much I listen to. Especially when I..."

The feelings all rushed back and she couldn't speak anymore.

"Just go," she said weakly and curled up into a ball on the floor, engulfed by emotion.

That was one of the very rare times he listened to what she said without fail.

#hetalia #aph uzbekistan #hws uzbekistan #aph turkey #hws turkey #turkuzbek #tokki writes

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danketsuround · 5 months

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sunday six!

typical monday six for me cause i forgot yesterday was sunday lol i was tagged by @four-white-trees and @overdevelopedglasses woo! thank you! i will tag everyone else i usually tag @c-cw-f-saeko @fire-tempers-steel @futilecombat @passthroughtime (think that's everyone? lmk if u want to be tagged/untagged) (share if you want don't if you don't as usual HI)

sharing something different cause i wasn't feeling well this weekend and i have this written already. little extra thing from two birds that expands on the letters kuwana and reiko wrote to each other. kind of long but i don't like it enough to post so just take the whole thing gosh!

To Kusumoto-san,

How are you? I'm sorry I haven't written yet. I just figured out how this works in the midst of moving around. Ehime is a nice place. Far, temperate. The people in Masaki are a little too friendly. Not sure I could say the same about Matsuyama, though, I guess that's the city to a stranger. It seems silly to say, but I hope you're making some friends, if you can.

When we first drove in, a seagull shat on my car. Right on the windshield! I almost killed us both. I know you just jumped at the thought, but we're really okay. Mitsuru made fun at me for getting so startled. He's a good kid. He's a lot like you and nothing like me. Thank God. Despite our differences I think we're getting along.

We came to Matsuyama for a bit. We wanted to pop in and see you but they told us it doesn't work that way. That day it really hit that you were in prison, and not just away on a terrible vacation. I guess I'll never get over missing you. It really upset Mitsuru, so I took him to do tourist stuff instead. It was nice because a lot of people visit those areas, so the wheelchair wasn't really a problem like it is on these gravely rural roads. We met the mascot, Mikyan, and took a picture with him. I'm sure it fell out when you tore open this envelope. Did you know Ehime is famous for its mandarins? They really won't let you forget it! The photo was just going to be of Mitsuru, but this lady behind me said she could take a photo of the both of us, and I got too shy to say no. I'd never do that! Maybe I'm a changed man after all. Anyways, you have the both of us now—though it wasn't like you didn't before.

Mitsuru gave me a haircut. I look ridiculous. You can see it in the photo, right? I would have done a better job blindfolded, but he seemed proud of it, so I kept it. His hair looks pretty choppy now, but not out of revenge. I just suck at cutting hair. Did I tell you that he's trying to get his high school diploma? What a dedicated young man you've raised. I technically still have my teaching license, so I've been helping. Feels good. It's weird. Whenever I help him, I remember why I became a teacher in the first place. Ironic, isn't it? I want to tell you everything but I'll save it for the next time we see you. I'm sorry for cutting it so short, but I have a favor to ask you.

The nurses in Ijincho explained a bunch of stuff to me about Mitsuru's condition and printed it out. It's expectedly massive. Sorry to be a pain, but would you mind taking a look at it and tell me what to do? Advice? I can't make sense of it all. Or maybe I refuse to believe it. Is he really hurt so badly? What does he think of all this? I wonder about it. I wonder about it a lot. He seems fine, but then I look at all his X-rays and blood tests and I don't know what to think. How do I get him too eat? To grab things? To smile? I'm taking it one step at a time, but these technical terms are a big hurdle. You can read it, right? You've always been so much smarter than me. I'm sorry again. I'm lost. Thank you. I'm running out of room. They've got a limit on paper for prison letters. Seems strict.

Mitsuru wanted to say:

M iSsyou Mo M

- Mi Tsu ru

He's got a damn strong grip on his pencil. You'd be proud.

Until then,

Kitakata,

It's good to finally hear from you. I'm doing as well as I can. You seem to be the same. I checked a map of Masaki to try and place you two. It seems like a nice town. Are you getting used to the short buildings and the little beach?

I've been friendly with some of the other inmates, and the seagulls here do the same, but I've been safer than you.

I got your picture. How cute. Your haircut isn't so bad, he did a good job.

I looked at the documents. I know what you mean. I expect you already know to use the feeding tube and how to bathe him. It's not surprising he did not respond well to the catheter. I wouldn't either.

Firstly, Mitsuru has anterograde amnesia. That means he has a very difficult time forming short term memory, even if his long term memory is intact. Remember when you told me he didn't know your name, even though you told him earlier? That's why. I'm not sure why he doesn't remember your face from before. I suppose that's a fortunate mystery. You may have noticed the nurses doing this, but if you tell him the same things over and over again, he'll have an easier time forming new memories. He knows what to call you now because you said it so many times. I'm sure he knows I'm in prison because the nurses told him many times, too. That's what I get.

I'm sure you're well aware of his mental health. He seems to go up and down a lot, I bet. Like his body, his brain is suck at seventeen. Doesn't he seem so... frozen in time to you? He's like an old doll, destined to be a kid forever. I'd be jealous if that was the end of it. The nurses observed that he sometimes behaves like a much younger child. Have you seen him suck his thumb? Does he tug at you when he wants your attention? Hug you at night? It's an acute stress response. He's defending his body from his mind—that's what that means.

Lastly, his food. It's not very difficult to do. Steam it for thirty minutes. If you lose track of time and think you've cooked it for too long, add another ten minutes. I did that when he was little. He hated vegetables until they weren't shaped much like vegetables anymore. He'd swallow his food whole to hurry up and play outside again, so boil it thoroughly. It should be the consistency of chewed gum or silt. Try it yourself, add salt if you hate it. He doesn't like broccoli. No broccoli. Like everything else, he's still relearning how to chew. Don't push him. He’s sensitive. You know that already, just like you know how to do all this other stuff. You have good intuition, and great memory, and it helps that Mitsuru seems to love you. Even still, don't push him. No broccoli. Thank you.

Thank you.

Don't expect me to say anything else, I'll see you soon.

Kusumoto Reiko

#my tummy hurts #sunday six

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godunlap · 7 months

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NOTES ON EP. 6 ( part 1/? spoilers beneath the cut ) i'm so sorry if this is long & boring to you, she is just my everything. if you don't want to read the full debrief, the only note that pertains to canon divergence is marked : + 𝗗𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 〢

YALL SEE HOW SHE ALMOST DIED ??? no i'm not okay

— 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎'𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝 : ◌ due to cate's upbringing post - caleb, she's always felt like the physical side effects of her abilities were some kind of 'righteous punishment'. so not only is everything her fault, but even the resulting isolation & rejection from [ both her parents & the world ] isn't enough to make her feel adequately rebuked.

◌ on that note, how much damage has actually been done inside her head already? does she heal 100% or is her brain riddled with scar tissue??? how many burst blood vessels in her eyes before there's irreparable damage? there's just SOOOOOO much to consider.

◌ THE VOICES???!!!! i read an article like 2 days ago that hinted at cate's mind reading capabilities & it went right over my head until tonight i swear. SHE IS SO POWERFUL !!!! mind control, memory manipulation, telepathy / clairaudience, unconsciousness inducement, dream manipulation. i'm sure i'm missing some. if trained, could she project psionic attacks??? so far the only limitation i've made note of is that she can't implant false things, like memories, she can only take away.

— 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 : ◌ robbed of a normal childhood, cate has only ever known the 'at - arms - length' love of her parents & the manipulative care of dean s/hetty + some other higher ups at g.odolkin. knowing this, cate is extremely aware of how she's being perceived at all times & attempts to mold herself into whatever the situation calls for. it's only after getting close to luke, jordan, & andre that she finally begins to feel more like herself & that they might accept who that person actually is.

— 𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚎 / 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎 : + 𝗗𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 〢 ◌ i already hated how quickly cate/andre happened after luke's death, it truly kills me to know it was going on before.

◌ probably my only divergence from canon will be that this was not a thing, cate had genuine feelings for & loyalty to luke while he was alive. until canon says otherwise (maybe) i think cate was asked to get close to him by i/ndira, knowing how powerful he is. spending time with him & his family, cate got emotionally invested for the first time. this made it harder for s.hetty to get her continued compliance, but in the end cate always caved. the "𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮" comment from marie was so REALLL. her loyalty, admiration & love for i.ndira forced her into a sort of 'double think' that allowed her to believe she was doing the right thing for both dean s/hetty & luke. cate was never interested in andre before luke's death & confused her feelings of grief & guilt post - luke to hook up with andre. she does love him dearly as a friend.

— 𝚜𝚊𝚖 🥲 : ◌ i think it's safe to say sam's probably been the most negatively impacted by cate. he's the piece of the puzzle that erodes at her ability to remain amenable to the whole situation. in the moments she's faced with the pain & suffering he's being put through, she has to dissociate. that is not luke's brother & she's not luke's lying, manipulating, parasite of a girlfriend. he's just a patient & she's a useful tool. ( you're easing his agony, this misery is necessary, you're doing the right thing ) all those whispered encouragements of i/ndira's just playing in her mind on a loop. that's how she keeps going. but when it all finally catches up with her, she knows it was wrong. she always has.

#⁰³ ⁾ ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ. forced to disconnect.#if you read this whole thing #🫶🫶🫶#BUT EVEN IF U DON'T #🫶🫶#i know it's... yeah #& i probably have more in the tank so don't even

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Owari no Seraph chapter 127 english fan translation

hi welcome to the tumblr experience since i'm not risking a 30 post thread on twitter right now

the official is already out on manga plus, i usually only leave the link over there but since it's a special occasion

just for fun as usual so thanks for reading

Chapter 127: Loyalty and Love

Color page text: No matter what happens, I won't let go of your hand.

Energy top-up for exploring the past...!!

Yuu: Haaah....I get SO hungry. And I hit limit-break at the best times. Reliving the past is no small deal.

Yuu: Oh. Great, after this cola I'm all full. Mika, I'm coming back. Hope I make it in time.

Yuu: I'm back

Mika: Shh

Angel Mika: Yuu, guess what. Father says we're gonna have a picnic together! I can't wait...Yuu, you should come with us, ok!?

Yuu: Oh, someone's coming.

Mika: Yeah

Angel Mika: Huh? Did Father come back in?

Yuu: No...

Paimon: *coughing*

Yuu: It's Saitou.

Paimon: *coughing and hacking*

Angel Mika: Oh....

Paimon: You're in my way.

Angel Mika: YUU!!!

Paimon: Die.

Angel Mika: I won't. What...is the meaning of this?

Angel Mika: Leave. Now.

Paimon: SHIT!!

Bael: Paimon

Yuu: ANGEL MIKA'S GOT HANDS!

Paimon: You truly are the King's child...There's no time for this. I'll have to bring my best as well.

Angel Mika: WAIT, JUST WAIT A SECOND! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? WHY ME? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL-...

Angel Mika: *echoing voice* O, Light

Paimon: ..........shit. You're so strong even just having been born. If I leave you alive here, there will be no hiding you from God's sight.

Angel Mika: I'M TELLING YOU TO JUST WAIT A SECOND. Aren't you Father's closest aide? You're Paimon, the angel Father always speaks so highly of. So why are you of all people doing this? Hey, tell me why you're doing this.

Paimon: There's no time. I'm ending this now.

Angel Mika: I'm just going to lay this out for you. I'm stronger than you. I've been holding back. So your knife there is useless on me.

Paimon: So what?

Angel Mika: So I'm asking what you're doing this for if you understand that already. Your intention is to die with this next hit, isn't it? But I'll counter it, so are you sure you want that death?

Paimon: My death doesn't matter so long as I kill you...

Paimon: *coughing fit*

Angel Mika: What for?

Paimon: ......for the King.

Angel Mika: What? What are you saying...

Paimon: Your existence touches upon the forbidden. The King will be punished for you.

Angel Mika: What? But-

Paimon: Did he tell you he would heal your illness? He's forbidden from that. He created you, he was also forbidden from that. He told me he would cure me too, it's forbidden.

Angel Mika: B-but...Father said I'd get better.

Paimon: You might, but the day you do will be the King's last. And that punishment will not be satisfied with just his death.

Angel Mika: But, Father said we'd all go on a picnic together.

Paimon: He was lying. The King plans to fall alone into Hell.

Angel Mika: But Father said we could always be together.

Paimon: It's all lies. He's going to accept his punishment to protect you.

Angel Mika: He couldn't....

Paimon: But I'm not going to let that happen, I'm going to protect the King from you. Because....I am his most beloved aide!!

Angel Mika: No, dying is.....

Paimon: DIE.

Angel Mika: I DON'T WANT TO, IT'S TOO SCARY!!

Angel Mika: LIGHT

Paimon: O, LIGHT

Yuu: Whoa...

Angel Mika: Oh, oh no...oh, what do I do, I'm so sorry!

Paimon: Ah damn it...you're strong. I couldn't have beaten you.

Angel Mika: What do I do what do I do what do I do......Father, I-I've gotta call Father!

Paimon: Wait, don't. Seeing us like this would hurt him.

Angel Mika: This isn't the time for things like...!

Paimon: I want you to listen to me. I'm thinking about something.

Angel Mika: Thinking? What could you possibly be...?

Paimon: First of all, you don't need to worry about this. I came here knowing I would lose to you. Take a look at these hideous blackened wings. My disease is progressing, I was going to die soon anyways.

Angel Mika: What...

Paimon: But the King refuses to give up on me. He's going to keep trying to save me, even though it will be his end. So then, what should I do?

Paimon: I want you to tell me, child of my King. What can I, in the way that I am, do to leave proof of my love for my King? I just want to protect him.

Angel Mika: You say it like that, but...

Paimon: Do you love your father?

Angel Mika: Huh?

Paimon: Do you love your dad, from the bottom of your heart? That's what I wanted to know. Because if you do, it makes us the same.

Paimon: Light upon the King....and the future of this land....

Angel Mika: Ah....ah....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

Angel Mika: It's not true, how can this......why.........

Angel Mika: *cough*

Angel Mika: *cough cough*

Angel Mika: .....so my illness....is going to hurt Father? My existence....it's causing him problems? Is that it, Paimon?

Angel Mika: Aah, what should I do....? Father...it seems like I'm really a burden on you, huh.

Angel Mika: God's punishment.....

Yuu: No, Mika don't

Angel Mika: Aah, I'm scared, Father. I don't think I'm brave enough to do this.

Angel Mika: but...

Angel Mika: I really love you too, Father.

Shikama: What the......

Shikama: Mikaela....Paimon.....it....it can't be....

An instantaneous tragedy.....

#owari no seraph #english translation #ignore my terrible dialogue spacing i was not looking at where the actual page breaks are this time sorry

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mikey180 · 1 year

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Since your wanting requests I have one for you ! Can I request Hatz and Khun with a fem s/o who loves to collect cute merchandise of mascots for example [My melody /Hello kitty /gloomy bear ] please ?

Thank you so much. My tumbler has been acting up lately, I've been trying to post this for a couple days now so I'm sorry for the wait.

type- fluff

Hatz

He doesn't understand your obsession. Why that one? Do you just like stuffed animals? No, you have figurines too... And keychains and pencils and bed sheets and, well that's just too much.

Your bed is full of just that one character, it's everywhere. He finds it a little overwhelming, but who is he to tell you anything?

He gets you one of those limited edition pieces for your birthday and you freak out. Well now...he has to feed your little hobby, look at how happy you are! He's fallen in love with your smile all over again.

The day after your birthday you awake to find a mountain of merch in your living room, Hatz sitting on the couch right behind all of it cleaning his sword like usual. "Hey babe, what is all of this?" you question as you walk over to him. He looks at you and stands up with his usual blank face as you walk into his arms for a hug. Embracing you tightly he glances over at the pile of stuff he had bought you that morning " I didn't know which one you would want so I bought one of each. You like this one right?" He looks back down at you with a questioning stare " I think I got the right one."

Taking your head away from the warmth of this chest "I, well yes I like this one, but why? It's so much. Where did you even find all of this?" you look at him again, meeting his eyes as you await his answer. He takes a second to say anything, you can make out the faintest words. "Because you like them." he mutters, A light blush covering his cheeks.

Khun

He finds it childish, but he will indulge you. We both know he has enough money to get anything you want. As long as you can find a good way to organize your collection his spoiling is like a perfect dream, but that will only last so long until you have to ask him to stop because it's gotten all the way to your living room.

You walk into your shared home and you're immediately greeted with the sight of stuffies and pins littering the floor. Sighing as you gently pick them up and place them out of your path; not having the heart to just kick the out of your way. You though off your purse and sit on the couch only to stand up again with a short, pained yelp. Grabbing the back of your thigh you look behind you to the couch to see an open pin. groaning, you decide to make your way back to where your beloved was most likely working.

Opening the door you look back down the hallway that you had just come from seeing all the suffys that you had to dodge, but turn your head to look at the glowing box and the pristine room where Khun resided when you weren't sleeping. Heading in you knock at the blue wall and wait for him. " come in." He says obviously preoccupied with something. stepping into the lighthouse you see him as he spins his chair to look at you. "Did you need something beautiful?" His voice was soothing as usual "come here." He pats his lap inviting you for a seat. as you sit down you look up at him, the blue light illuminates his face and brings crystals to his eyes, and casts shadows on his disheveled button-up. " Khun.." He takes his hand and slides it across your cheek as your eyes start to water not wanting to say the next few words. "I, I think we need to get rid of some of my collection. There just isn't enough space for everything." Tears start to roll down your face.

He doesn't say anything for a minute, thinking, before he turns back to you "Or we could just get a bigger house."

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It was kind of hard for me to come up with actual headcanons for this, so I apologize for it being more the short story that I do with each one of these rather than actual bullets. I do hope that you liked it.

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