#used that name and hes like yeah get over it a) its extremely important to me b) its extremely important to you c) you interact with
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So, I’ve been thinking a lot about spideytorch lately (as I am one to do) and a question popped into my head:
What is the most important spideytorch comic panel?
There’s a ton of great options in my opinion, but I think there also is an answer (at least for me) so now I am going to subject all of you to my thought process. Get ready for a way to long post breaking this down.
The most obvious starting point has to be this classic
Johnny Storm is going full house husband for Peter Parker, I mean c’mon! add in the fact that he’s in his undies and the way that he’s leaning over peter… yeah this is a classic. This might be the most famous spideytorch panel out there, but I don’t think it’s the most important one.
Another classic (but more antagonistic?) one takes place, of course, at the usual place.
To me this is peak identity shenanigans and the stuff that fanfics are made of. The betrayal, the heartbreak, the complications that go into the conflicting way these two view identity, oh boy I could talk about that shit for hours, but as an individual moment, it doesn’t really crack most important for me, it needs a bit more affection (they’re very bad at affection sometimes).
Another panel that came to mind very quickly for me is this set.
Johnny literally only had to say his name and Peter knew exactly what he meant and what he needed. This is top tier levels of communication, both between them and from the creators to us. I think this is another one that I could talk about for hours. That being said, it doesn’t feel important enough to me.
A friend in the spideytorch discord server posed this panel as the most important spideytorch moment in the comics.
I’m just gonna put their quote in cause it’s great. “I think this is one of my favorite panels cause Johnny was just speaking generally and Peter was like ‘oh my god! Actual wise words form johnny’ but also, I love that this was a more important moment for Peter than Johnny.” I must say, this entry is extremely important to spideytorch and gave my choice a run for its money. I don’t have a huge reason for not making this one the most important, other than personal taste. For their relationship, this is a key moment and sets them on the path to actually being friends (at least on Peter’s end), but idk it just wasn’t doing it for me.
Another panel I was reminded of thanks to this submission was this moment.
It’s not quite as impactful as the past one by a long shot but I do think it’s important. After being rivals for so long, to see Johnny give a genuine heartfelt compliment to Peter is fantastic (haha). This feels like the other half of the previous set of panels. There we had Johnny encouraging a stranger and here he’s encouraging his friend.
Some other friends in the discord server suggested the moment that Johnny invites Peter over to watch his sex tape (yes this is canon).
(Not pictured, Peter swinging away and saying he needs to take a cold shower). Now I’m not saying that the most important spideytorch moment needs to be serious, but I think this moment might be too unserious to claim that title. This moment was huge for the fanbase because holy shit did, he actually say that, but for their relationship, I just don’t think it was as important as it was to us.
Now I do want to knock out a few honorable mentions that I would hate to miss.
First, this look given to Spidey by Johnny, I mean yeah, he’s in love.
And to balance the lovesick flirty scales I must expose Peter as well.
Next, this heartbreaking moment that basically admits to the audience that Peter’s world becomes chaos when he loses Johnny. That shit hits.
Of course, the moment that gave us the ship name.
A panel that lives in my head rent-free because honestly marvel what were you attempting to convey here other than the fact that Peter really wants to have hate sex with Johnny Storm?
To take us outside of our duo, this quote from Ben Grimm (EDIT: it’s was Peter’s clone Ben Reilly, which honestly only adds more drama), because honestly same.
And of course, I have to include the panel which showed us the first time (on page) that Peter told Johnny he loved him AND gave us canon proof that these two have “date night,” many a fic writer was fed well.
And how could we forget! THE USUAL PLACE! Literally any panel mentioning this is top tier because its so good, like the core of the fandom honestly.
Lastly, before moving on to my own more serious contenders I have to share this parallel that @sciderman shared because I love it.
Now to my serious contenders for the title of most important spideytorch panel (please remember this is all my opinion and I mean no shade). This will be a top 5, but just know some of these rankings are pretty flexible (even flexible with some panels from the beginning), and this question should not be taken as seriously as I am taking it, I am fully aware of that.
Number 5!
So, I know that I discounted the sex tape scene earlier because I didn’t think it was serious enough and it didn’t do enough for their actual relationship, but I had to include this one I’m sorry. A lot of this is personal taste but the implications here are *chefs kiss* The first time I saw this panel was actually on Pinterest with the caption “wait a second, did spider-man and the human torch have sex?” which says it all for me.
Beyond that, this moment also shows how they reach out to each other when they have problems. Strange children show up in Peter’s life and the first person he calls about it is Johnny. Again, this is not the most serious, but I love it. This moment shows the banter of their relationship, how they care about and rely on each other, and also potentially reveals that they’ve had sex. There’s a lot to take in.
Number 4!
I will be honest with you all, this moment is here almost entirely because Ben’s quote lives in my head rent-free. Everyone around them sees how they feel about each other besides them. When they were rivals others could tell they actually liked each other and when they became friends others could tell that it was deeper than that. I think I especially love this panel because it conforms that we’re not crazy for thinking there’s something there but also because Ben specifically cites the way Johnny looks at peter. That is very specific and says a lot. I can’t imagine Ben would say this if the looks Johnny gave Peter were purely platonic, and just ahhhh, there’s so much said here just in one line from Ben. There was of course the Ben moment earlier, which I also love, but something about this one, the more specific phrasing of it I think just shoots it up my rankings a lot.
Number 3!
If you’ve been following me for a while I don’t think this is a surprise at all, I have already done a very in depth post about this panel so I’ll keep my thoughts brief. Red Skull knows that hurting Johnny will hurt Peter, Peter’s Spidey senses go off FOR JOHNNY, and we are given so much angst potential, I love it.
Number 2!
This one is probably a more popular choice than my number one, and I totally get it. The excitement and joy bursting out of Peter when he finally realizes that Johnny is here, he’s real, and he’s alive really gets me. Plus, the added context to the uniform comment being that Johnny literally left Peter his family and his spot on the team in his will. The amount of pure love in this moment and its larger context is abundant, platonic or romantic, it’s there. I feel like everything I could say about this panel has probably been said before, but it is definitely worthy of being the most important spideytorch moment, even if I have one that beats it for me.
Number 1!
For those of you who don’t know, this panel comes from Peter visiting Gwen’s grave and talking to her. That fact alone breaks me in half but then the things he says to her shatter me. Every spider-man fan knows how much Gwen’s death broke Peter, it destroyed him to lose her. Just the fact that Peter admits Johnny brings part of him back is amazing (haha) because that is a hug feat. But then he shatters me even more with his final sentences. After Gwen’s death, we often get a peter who spends too much time as Spidey in order to avoid having to cope with Gwen’s death as Peter, but also as a way to cope with the loss (he’s a complicate man). Spideypool also gets a lot from that arc because of Wade’s reaction to Spider-Man not holding back as much and becoming less of a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, and that’s true. The fact that Peter feels like he’s becoming who Spidey is supposed to be again when he’s around johnny is huge! But then! He corrects himself. He’s not Spidey again, he’s Peter. The real person, the man behind the mask, comes back. And then you get the final correction. He’s not just peter again, he’s *Gwen’s* peter again. He is the him that existed with Gwen when he’s with Johnny. That speaks volumes and breaks whatever parts of me are left. How am I expected to read this and not think that Johnny and Peter are soulmates?
Now, I will acknowledge that this is much more of a peter moment than a joint spideytorch moment, much like the moment suggested by discord friend earlier. If that disqualifies it for you as the most important spideytorch panel, I get it. However, for me that doesn’t matter mainly for one key reason. So many classic spideytorch moments show a lot of Johnny having feelings for Peter or making a move on Peter. There have been a lot of times when I’m trying to get a friend into spideytorch, and I feel like I have to clarify that its not as one sided as it seems. Johnny is much more out there with who he is and doesn’t hide his feelings very well (except maybe from himself). So, when we get any spideytorch moment that hones in on peter’s feelings and love for Johnny, that feels so huge to me. This moment alone proves that it isn’t one sided, Peter has deep feelings for Johnny, even if he’s not sure what they are yet, he knows that what they have is special, he wouldn’t be telling Gwen about it otherwise. While it may not be as famous of a spideytorch moment, its an important one, and for me it’s probably the most important one.
Anyway, this has been a way too long post about this topic but if you made it to the end thank you so much! I would love to hear other people’s thoughts on this topic so feel free to share those. Also, just a reminder that these are my opinions, and I am not in charge at all so don’t take it too seriously (unless you want to).
If you’re interested in hearing me, go more in depth on any of these panels (or any other spideytorch panels) shoot me an ask because I could honestly talk in depth for a while about most of these panels and I would love to do so. Thank you again for reading this way to long post and good night spideytorch nation.
#spideytorch#alt descriptions coming soon!#peter parker#johnny storm#peter x johnny#peter parker x johnny storm#mine :)#fantastic four#spider-man#marvel#comics#spideytorch meta#marvel meta#enjoy my chaos
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working with Leviathan when he wants to tell you something be like
channels "Do you know why we're associated with the directions so much, Little Bird?" from him
wonders what 'Little Bird' has to do with anything when he rarely uses names like that
Tries to check if the word for Tengrists is Tengrist because he's referencing the bird shape on the symbol used by them when he talks about directions
weirdly gets recommended by google straight up shit about Tengri and Shiva being the same person - for very questionable reasons but there was barely any results for the search so ive "no idea" why google suddenly made me search it as if it was popular af
Avoids it because although I know the name Tengri is extremely important to him I get uncomfortable using it, because though I've always known Leviathan as the Day Sky and as The Big Sky Bird Made Of Small Birds to my Small Sky Bird since before I even knew his name(s), I don't know enough about Mongolia to feel comfortable using that name
Get told by him the next day we need to go back to organising this blog. grand. lets do it
Accidentally opens an old tab thats so old i dont even recognise it, except its a wall of text on Shiva
ignores it.
Today's work in organising starts with reading through a unique astral projection journey in the heights of space amongst stars with Ahi/Leviathan that is about love and unity and healing and surrendering, and seeing that part of space and connection to reality clearly
Gets drawn to only one single part of the tab on Shiva I opened blanking the rest and its "Easwara has yet another name: Yogasikha. The sky is His blue form. The directions (Dik) are His garment."
Look above this passage and sees that the lead up to it, relevant to the meditation with Ahi and the fact that yesterday Leviathan was like "yeah just start recognising us as the same entity", is "The Lord has another name. It is only when the love principle underlying this name is rightly understood, the real form of the Cosmos can be recognized. That name is Saambasiva. Saa means divinity. Amba refers to the cosmos. Siva means the Supreme person (Purusha)."
hmm
#point being ''write it down so you actually absorb it'' or whatever he said when i got halfway through typing this and said i feel silly#and other point is man he really just is super straight up huh. shit like this occurs all the time...... which means i KNOW hes nudging me#to typing THIS example up bc of the fuckin shit i said id publicly do like stop avoiding the name Tengri (my chronologically first#essay/meditiation with him on my blog is.... calling him that. and i keep bothering him like hey are you SURE i shouldve#used that name and hes like yeah get over it a) its extremely important to me b) its extremely important to you c) you interact with#me as a sky spirit and you are connected to the day sky and the weather system in your practice thats what it rests on so#of course I approach you with that name d) its extremely important and tightly woven into my interactions with every human#e) the DNA of an incarnation of (his) is throughout the entire population of the earth. are you. yeah youre sure you want me to#say that. ''its not like it isnt common knowledge'' fair fair. ''hence why it is an anchor point for me here'' implications in those#words about what he was saying in what i uploaded last night about the creation of this plane and him being In The Plane#- i forgot what i was saying. things i said id publicly change and do was a) stop avoiding Tengri and stop saying ''i dont get these things#what if i mess up and dont study right'' and just go educate myself more on that names cultural impact. b) address Ahi & Leviathan + the#Storm Mother as parts of the same overarching person. and#c) what else did i say Id do. stop beating myself up for things i did NOT say that well im saying it now ok#leviathan //#ramblings //#diary //#me: calls Leviathan honest and straight forward and ''if you want me to help you you actually have to do what i say and i know what#im doing so either you listen and do it or you admit you dont want this''#also me: god damn it what do you mean i have to now listen to you on the Tengri thing istfg
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honkai star rail x f!reader - random prompts
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characters : caelus, welt, sampo, gepard, dan heng
warnings : none! :) sfw
a/n : im obsessed with this game and its characters!! Huohuo and sampo have my whole heart ❤️❤️ requests are 100% open for hsr, so feel free to suggest whatever ideas you have and i will write them! Be mindful that I am currently moving onto the second story chapter so i wont know stuff about jing yuan or blade!! I'm definitely doing one with the girl characters after this one-
Prompt : ̗̀➛Caelus touching [name]'s face and telling her that her face is really soft.
When talking with Caelus, you typically notice the far-off look he gets in his eyes. It’s as though his mind is in a distant land and yet his physical form is present here, with you.
It was an endearing trait of his, but also irritating. Especially when you’re trying to explain something extremely important to him.
He was definitely an odd one…
I mean, the first time you had met him he was head-first in a trash can searching for… something.
But… his strange quirks are what drew you to him. The times where he seemed emotionless were actually the times where he was the most gentle… and the times where he is the most aggressive he comes across as seemingly unhinged.
You were definitely down bad for this strange raccoon guy whom had a literal nuke within him.
Yeah, if your parents were still around they definitely wouldn’t be proud of your choices.
Sighing at the distant look in his eyes, you clicked your fingers in front of his face, frowning when he didn’t even blink,” Oi- Caelus!” You called out, frown deepening further when he didn’t respond,” Yahoo~? Astral Express to Caelus??”
He didn’t budge.
Biting your lip in frustration you went to pinch his cheeks but you were found frozen in shock when Caelus had, in fact, beaten you to it. His fingers were rough from how much he’s been swinging that destructive bat around but they had a comforting warmth surrounding them, and when mixed with the blush on your cheeks you felt as though your face could be considered a heat hazard at this point.
He pinched at your cheeks with a concentrated expression, fingers rubbing your skin gently like he was testing the feeling of it, deciding whether he liked it or not.
It was weird.
He was weird.
But fuck, was it adorable to you.
A hum slipped through his lips and he stopped pinching your cheeks, seemingly deciding on something as he just sort of cupped your face gently in his hands instead.
You blinked up at him in embarrassment and utter confusion,”… You gonna explain what’s going on in that strange head of yours orr…?”
A small smile curled onto his lips as his amber eyes swirled with affection and warmth,” Your skin is very soft… I like it.” He complimented bluntly, his thumbs caressing your cheeks to further emphasise his point.
You were silent for a long moment before furrowing your brows,” I-I… thank you??”
“No problem.”
Prompt : ̗̀➛Welt using [Name]'s lap as a pillow.
It had been a long day seemingly, and Welt felt as though he just wanted to collapse into a black hole.
Maybe even one of his own.
March was a lovely girl but her social personality was tiring… and she clashes too much with Dan Heng. It was like babysitting rowdy siblings.
When he had made it into the Astral Express with an exhausted cloud hanging over him, you noticed it almost immediately. You could pick it out from a crowd of people.
When he saw you his tired gaze seem to soften a little, an ounce of tenderness within them,”… We are never having kids.”
You let out a laugh as he made his way over to you, his head hanging ever so slightly,” Guessing the youngsters were a little too much for you?” You cooed out gently, watching his stiff movements with pity,” oh, dear… surely they weren’t that bad?”
“No, no… they were that bad.” He corrected as he sat down next to her huffing slightly,” I feel drained.”
“Hmm… thats the joy of children.” You teased lightly, gazing softly into his honey-coloured eyes as you pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose for him,” Do you want to sleep in my room for a while?”
“…” He watched her, studying your expression and feeling his admiration and love for you slowly consuming him.
Perhaps his exhaustive state was affecting his ability to think logically.
Or maybe that’s just what he wanted to beleive -
But when he found himself moving to lay his head in your lap, he felt as though nothing else in the world mattered to him except for how you make him feel.
You blinked in surprise for a moment at his actions, your hands frozen in the air before you slowly began to card your fingers through his hair. Smiling down at him in amusement you raised a brow,” Is my lap comfortable, love?”
“Well… I’m not uncomfortable.” He answered ambiguously, closing his weary eyes.
I chuckled lightly at that response, continuing to scratch at his scalp gently with my comforting fingers. He hummed in approval,” That’s nice…”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Mhm…”
I sighed a little,” You can’t fall asleep on my lap, Welt.”
“ I disagree… I think this is a perfectly optimal place for me to rest.”
“My legs will die.”
“… a small price to pay.”
Sighing once more, a weak smile curled onto your lips as you took his glasses off for him, setting them to the side,” Alright, alright… Sweet dreams, love.”
There was a small curve to his lips at these words as he began to drift off.
Prompt : ̗̀➛Sampo teaching [Name] how to kiss
“Oh~? Well if it isn’t one of my dearest friends! [name], what brings you to the underground, huh?” Sampo cooed out with his usual easy-going smile on his lips, the sight of you filling his heart with genuine joy.
You blink up at him blankly before humming,” I came to speak with you, actually.” You answered honestly, arms crossing over his chest.
His placed a hand where his heart would be, a fake-shocked look on his face,” Moi?? Why, what a wonderful surprise!” He leaned down a little so he was looking eye-to-eye with you,” My heart swoons at the fact you think about me, doll! How endearing of you~”
You click your tongue, eyes narrowing up at him,” Don’t get too cocky, moron. I came down to make a purchase, not to see you personally.”
He ignored the disappointment he felt as he deflated slightly,” Ehhh? A purchase?” He repeated, raising an eyebrow,” I’m afraid I don;t have many valuable relics in stock at the moment—“
“I want to buy… a-advice.”
“Ehhhhh??” He was even more confused,” I understand I’m a veteran in this business and everything, but you don’t need to buy advice from me, doll. I can just give it to ya.”
You frowned a little at his response and just decided to rip the bandage off, eyebrows furrowing in determination,” Sampo… I want advice on how to kiss somebody.” You stated bluntly and full of purpose.
His eyebrows raised at that answer…’ Who is she prepping to kiss, I wonder?… lucky guy/girl.’ His heart felt like it was breaking.
“Huh? Why do you need to learn a skill like that?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively,” You planning on fooling around with someone, [name]? How scandalous—“
“No.” You interrupted instantly, bitting your lip to keep yourself from spilling information.
“What makes you think I would be good at kissing?”
“…. Do I really have to answe that?…”
“Yes, please.”
“No… you’d have to pay me if you want to hear that kind of praise from me.”
“Hmmm… I dunno…”
Her eyebrows furrowed,”… I will pay you handsomely if you teach me.”
He bursts into laughter as he pet her head affectionately before stopping himself,” There’s no need to pay me, doll, really!” Then he gave her a cocky smirk,” A chance to kiss you is payment enough~!”
You waved your hand dismissively,” Yeah, yeah, whatever you want… now teach me.” You seemed fairly eager.
Sampo is utterly amused at this, he shakes his head and gives an amused sigh. “Oh, this should be fun.” He says, his smirk turns into a smile. “Okay, come here. Let me show you.” He says and he pulls you close.
He puts his hand behind your head and he kisses you gently. Not too soft, and not too aggressive. You lean into the kiss almost immediately, shutting your eyes as you basked in the feeling of his lips against yours.
Sampo pulls away after a few moments and he’s blushing hard, his eyes locked on yours. “See? How’s that for a lesson?” He asks, his breath a little heavy but he smirks like he’s already planning something to do to you next. He was completely mesmerised by you.
“Hmm… I think I need another demonstration, I didn’t quite understand…” You mumbled, eyelashed fluttering up at him innocently.
Surprised and very eager at this response, he raised a brow and smirks. “You’re asking for more?” He asks. He shakes his head. “Okay then, have it your way..” he says and he pulls you in again. He kisses you a bit harder this time, his arm coming around you.
“Mphm!…” you were surprised by how much more aggressive this kiss was but you were able to adapt to it instantly, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck to pull him closer to you as you took complete control over the kiss.
Sampo is caught off guard by this, his eyes widening in surprise but he keeps kissing you, matching your intensity. One of his hands grabs your waist, the other hand running through your hair. He’s enjoying every second of this. “Mmm…” he says, between kisses.
Then, you pulled away, breathing heavily as you stared up at him with a hazy look in your eyes,” How was that?…”
Sampo’s chest is heaving, his heart is racing. He looks down at you, a big grin on his face. “I think that was perfect,” he says and his breath is shaky. “You’re a natural..” he adds with a smile, his eyes glowing,” In fact… I think you could teach me a few things… how about another try?”
“Sound good.”
Prompt : ̗̀➛[Name] catches a cold so Gepard makes sure all her needs are met like an overbearing mother.
A groan left your lips as you stared up at your ceiling hazily, your nose felt entirely blocked and your face was burning hot.
You were definitely sick. From what? You do not know.
But what you are aware of us how much of an overbearing boyfriend Gepard can be when you're sick like this.
You watched in amusement as he ran around your shared bedroom like a headless chicken, fixing the pillows beneath your head for about the hundredth time that day.
"Gepard... The damn pillows are fine, leave 'em alone." You mumbled, your voice was hoarse and scratchy. You just didn't sound well at all.
Gepard pauses in the middle of fluffing up your pillows to peer down at you for a moment," do you have to be so cranky whenever you get sick?" He rolls his eyes goodnaturedly, but in spite of that, he was still fussing over you, pulling the throw blanket over you and turning the humidifier to full blast.
"I'm only cranky when you start acting like my mom. I've already got one, I don't need two." You watched as he opened the window to let fresh air into the room, and you would be lying if you said it didn't feel nice to have cool breeze hitting your face.
Your response makes his cheeks puff out in kick annoyance, letting out a dramatic sigh," so your mother is the only one who is allowed to care for you?" He settles himself into the comfy rocking chair next to your bed as he looked over you with a tender smile on his lips," I bet you're not even aware of how cute you look while you're sick." He observes.
You huffed, letting out your millionth sniffle that day," yeah, yeah... Only you would find me cute with snot running from my nose." You teased, still finding his compliments charming however.
He smirks and makes a clicking noise at you in response," I think your snotty nose and feverish flush brings out your eyes." There's that charm of his again before his smirk settled into a warm smile," how do you feel, anyway?" There was worry lacing his words.
He reminded you of a cute dog... His caring loyal attitude never ceases to make you fall in love with him even more.
Smiling up at him, you raise a brow," I feel like shit," you stated bluntly before your eyes softened," but you're making the experience more bearable."
Gepard chuckles and strokes through your hair, ruffled up in a way that was adorable to his eyes." I'm sorry you feel so awful." He murmurs," are you hungry?" He asks.
"no... I'm good for now," you looked down at the swathes of blankets covering you and opened them up, patting the spot next to you encouragingly," I think taking a nap with my wonderful boyfriend would instantly cure my fever." You grinned up at him innocently.
Gepard blushed, your expression and the invitation being far too inviting for him to resist," Of course..." He murmurs as he slowly, but carefully climbs up on the bed before nestling against you until he's under the covers.
His arms are wrapped around your body and he's pressed all the way up against you, like your very own heated pillow," is that all better for now?"
Instantly leaning into him warm and comforting touch, you nodded with a peaceful smile on your lips as you buried your face into his chest,” for sure…” you hummed out, already feeling yourself getting sleepy. Your arms wrap around his waist comfortably as you sigh in his smell of cinnamon,” Thank you… for taking care of me.”
Gepard holds back a groan of pleasure as you tuck yourself so close against him, your warm body just that much more appealing with your feverish flush. The moment your head rests against his chest, his arms instantly tighten around you, and he's holding himself perfectly still. He's not letting you go.
He kisses behind your ear, the tender gesture causing him to blush. "It's nothing," He hums, nuzzling into your neck. "It's my duty."
“I suppose it is,” you giggled out, leaning into the tender kisses he was giving you,” You’re like a knight in shining armour…” you hummed sleepily.
His fingers are gently stroking through your hair, the caress almost enough to lull you to sleep. The tender kisses he's pressing into your neck help, but not nearly as much as the loving expression on his face, one that's a picture of pure content. He nuzzles into you, as if to mark you as his, but mostly because he doesn't want anything separating the two of you.
"And you are my damsel," He whispers.
“Your princess,”you reiterated, blinking up at him tiredly.
"My princess." He echoes.
Gepard's arms are as warm and as comforting as they are tight around you. Your head is pressed right against his chest, his voice just an ear-hugging whisper in your ear.
"My precious and beloved princess." He purrs gently.
You slowly drifted off to sleep at his words, his warm and soft voice lulling you to sleep like the lullaby of a siren.
or maybe it was the fever that made you so sleepy.
Gepard holds you against him, nuzzling into your shoulder as he's content to watch over your peaceful sleep.
His fingers trace circles into your hair, and the warmth of his body, especially as the blankets he's pulling up to you trap the heat, are just perfect for helping you recover comfortably.
All this fuss over a simple cold. He'll make sure you're treated like royalty.
Prompt : ̗̀➛Dan Heng doesn't like talking on the phone, but [Name] always calls him instead of texting. [Name] admits that it's because she wants to hear Dan Heng's voice.
Den Heng let out a sigh the second his phone started ringing, he almost immediately knew who it was.
Nobody else called him. Not even March!
Why did you have to be different?
Dan Heng answered his phone with a sigh,"Yes, [name]? What is it?"
There was silence before your light voice graced his ears," Hey there~! Long time no talk, buddy." God, he could hear the shit eating grin in your voice.
That stupid grin.
That stupidly charming grin.
"... I hate you, you know that?" Dan Heng murmured and shook his head with frustration as he rubbed his eyes,"What is it you need now? Money? Food? What have you done this time? Are you in trouble again?" He hissed quietly.
"You don't hate me! Den Heng, where are your manners?" You gasped out, acting as though you were offended by his words when you were only growing more amused.
This is usually how your interactions went. You being irritating and him being irritable. Himeko and Welt can't count how many times you both have had your little spouts.
You were like a married couple, honestly. Disgustingly cute.
"And I don't need any of those things! I'm on the straight and narrow," But then you paused then there was a chuckle," For now."
A small smile spread on Dan Heng's face as he heard your laughter. Thank god he wasn't talking to you in person he'd look like an idiot.
"... you're certainly not on the straight and narrow if you're telling me 'for now'..." He leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow, "So what is it you need, then, if it's not money, food, or my help when you've definitely gotten yourself into trouble again?" He asked.
"Welllll..." you dragged your words out, almost as though you were delaying something. But then there was a click of your tongue and-," I just like hearing your voice. Is that so bad?"
You said this so casually. Like it wasn't meant to make Dan Heng have a heart attack.
Dan Heng hesitated and coughed awkwardly as he was taken aback by the sudden shift in what he thought to be a light exchange between him and you. He put his phone close to his ear, his eyes wide with surprise.
“... I-I don’t know what to say.” He said honestly but then he deadpanned,“I was about to tell you that you’re a brat to tease, but I had no idea this was going in this direction.”
"I'm not a brat, am I?" You chuckled out, there was a somberness to your tone," I dunno, you're just easy to talk to."
He heard your clothing shuffle, you must have shrugged.
"But I can tell I'm annoying you, so if you want I can just start messaging from now o-"
Dan Heng was quick to interrupt.
“No, no, it’s fine,” Dan Heng said quickly, waving his hand in front of him as if he could see you through the phone.
“You call me whenever you want to talk. It’s just— your timing—” He ran his hand through his hair again,“I thought this was going to be another prank call.”
He heard silence and then your breathy chuckle," You're so cute when you're flustered, Dan Heng." You hummed out teasingly.
Dan Heng’s face turned a bright shade of red and his cheeks warmed in a way only you had ever managed to achieve for him.
He couldn’t find the words to respond and sat there for a moment until he let out a quiet sigh.
“I wish you weren’t so… so… so…” He said, looking around his room as if to search for a synonym. He sighed again and gave up.
“I take it back... you're annoying.”
"Cute."
He heard the creaking of a chair," I'd like to take you out to dinner." You admitted rather bluntly, though there was a gentle tone to your voice.
"If you'd let me," you then added on as an after-thought.
Dan Heng’s face turned a deeper shade of red and his jaw dropped from sheer surprise.
“…W-what?” He asked you, and for someone who wasn’t known for stuttering, he was doing a whole lot of it.
Once or twice you'd joked to him about it, but in all honesty, there were so many times he wanted to ask you out but never did.
“I-… I would love to go to dinner with you." I said. But then realisation struck him and he cleared his throat," But..." He trailed off.
"Buuuut?...." You repeated, sounding a little nervous.
He frowned at himself for making you anxious,“There’s always ‘buts’ with me, it’s never just a clean cut ‘yes’.”
He looked up at the ceiling and let his head drop back down, growing more emotionally exhausted by the second, “In my defense, ‘you’ and ‘me dating’ are things that have never went together in the same sentence in my head.”
"Dan Heng! So mean." You whined out but you began laughing afterwards," You sure about that, though?" There was a teasing lilt to your voice," I see you and I together a lot.
“Well—” Dan Heng paused briefly and cleared his throat, his eyebrows furrowed cutely. Was he really about to confess this to you? Over the phone at that as well.
“…I have actually imagined a few times…”
He looked up at the ceiling again, his expression turning slightly red and he shut his eyes tightly, cringing at his own words.
“…it’s nothing I can say I ever thought would happen for real. But here we are…”
"Ah, I see..." you sounded almost touched,"... Well, how do you feel?" You asked, genuinely wanting him to express himself.
“How do I feel—?” The question caught Dan Heng off guard. As if he had a lot of thoughts going through his head at once.
“I-I feel—”
He was silent, trying to find the words. He couldn’t find the right words.
“I’ll be honest,” He said quietly, staring at nothing as he held his phone to his ear, “I feel a little scared.”
"Yeah?" She breathed out.
"Yeah," He repeated in the same tone,"...If you and I actually… you know… went on a date..." Dan Heng cleared his throat again, and again, trying to find the words," And you started to know more about me… who I truly am... will you still look at me the way you do now?"
He paused.
"Will you still like me? Or will you end up being disappointed?" He finally spoke in a whisper.
"I... I don't think I could ever be disappointed," you admitted genuinely, a gentle smile to your voice," I know you're closed off for your own reasons... but that makes me more drawn to you."
You sounded so enamoured. Affectionate. He's never heard you speak like this before.
"I want to shoulder your burdens alongside you," you stated simply," No matter what those burdens are. I need to make the weight holding you down lighter... that's my genuine feelings."
“…” In all his years of knowing you, he never thought he’d hear those words in your lifetimes.
The silence grew before Dan Heng spoke again, his voice still a soft whisper but now one of resolve and strength.
“...Okay then.” A small smile twitched onto his lips," Message me the details when you have it figured out."
"Nah, I'll just call you." You confirmed with a clear sound of giddiness within your voice.
Den Heng finally let a soft breathy laugh fall from his lips, his resolve evidently broken,"... I know you will."
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Welcome to another round of W2 Tells You What You Should See, where W2 (me) tries to sell you (you) on something you should be watching. Today's choice: 少年歌行/The Blood of Youth
The Blood of Youth is a 2022 live-action adaptation of the tale of a deposed, disabled, and incredibly cunty prince who's on his way back to settle the score with his asshole father, and the rag-tag band of weirdos he accumulates along the way, including Spear Girl, Bad Monk, and Fire Puppy (pictured above).
I hope you like shounen anime, because this is the most shounen anime something is allowed to be without actually being based on something running weekly in Shounen Jump. What if Nirvana in Fire were also Naruto? It would be the Blood of Youth.
This show is an underrated gem of action-packed fun that not nearly enough people in English-speaking fandom have seen. In an attempt to correct that -- and ahead of an announced second season and prequel in progress -- I'm here with five reasons you should try it out.
1. Zero thoughts head empty
You do not have to pay an enormous amount of attention to this show to understand what's going on. The show itself does not always know what's going on. It got distracted by a shiny object over there, and now we're all gearing up to go punch the shiny object. We'll get back to the main plot when we're done with the punching.
It has a million billion plot threads going on at any given moment. Bad guys roll in from sects you've never heard of before, using superpowers with stupid names, only to get kicked into next week. There's approximately eleventy thousand characters -- so many, in fact, that I ran into problems several times while making this rec post, because there aren't readily available photos of everyone I want to talk about. Just look at the DramaWiki cast list. See how it goes on for like fifty screens? That's a little what the show feels like.
Except I'm not saying that like it's a bad thing, because the show knows it's doing this, and it acts accordingly. It telegraphs pretty well who's important and who isn't (and then it goes out of its way to color-code the latter, which is handy). What you're left with is absolutely a manga-style plot, complete with training arcs and semi-relevant sidequests, all working up to the final boss match.
It is an extremely self-aware show. On multiple occasions, something would happen, I would crack a joke about it, and then a beat later the show itself would make the exact same joke. I wouldn't call it an outright comedy, but it's still very funny, and on purpose. It has no illusions about being some kind of profound, meaningful epic. Mostly it's just here for a good time.
Yet this lightheartedness is what makes the powerful emotional parts really powerful by contrast. The show is not stupid; it's just goofing around most of the time. When it knuckles down, it can be devastating. And you know what? It does wind up being profound and meaningful about some stuff. How about that.
So yeah, if you're up for something that bops merrily right along and only occasionally rips your heart out, here you go!
2. Putting the poly in polycule
Bisexuals, rejoice! It's representin' time!
Here you go, I made a relationship chart of about 40% of the show's potential and canonical ships. I could have included so many more, but I only had so much space on the image, so I had to leave out some amazing ones, like the sword hedgehog who's real into this one cougar who could easily wipe the floor with him, or the rich nerd who thinks he has a chance with the aforementioned hot butch, or the fancy MILF who cheated on the emperor with a dreamy jianghu man and is trying not to cheat on him again with a different, slightly less dreamy jianghu man. See? There's just so much.
I would also say these are not exclusive ships. They are extremely inclusive ships. I am a fan of most (though admittedly not all) of the pairings listed here, and in fact of many of the three-and-more-somes indicated by these lines. They're such a cuddle puddle of shared intense feelings that it's hard to imagine anyone getting more than mildly jealous. Moreover, the potential for romance does not get in the way of hetero friendships; a boy and a girl who are each dating other people can go do adventures together, and (mostly) nobody gets weird about it, which is nice. If anything, what makes the overall dynamic so polycule-like is how equally friends and love interests get treated, meaning that it's not difficult to see a lot of crossover potential between those two categories.
If you're like me, you're hesitant about canonical romance, especially when it's straight, mostly because so many straight love stories wind up being tiresome, gross, and/or skull-poundingly boring. You will then be pleasantly surprised by how the canon pairings with members of the main cast are not like this at all!
Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo are the main textual romance, and golly gee, they're just cute as heck. As the chart above indicates, I like interpreting them as two Kinsey 6's who have found their single exceptions, Mulder-and-Scully-style. Maybe one of the best things about their relationship is that it gets sidelined all the time for the plot. They're not so busy being in love that they forget to get shit done. Then they get a bit of downtime and get to go on a date, and you're like, aww, those sweet gay disaster babies are gonna do a little bit of heterosexuality. Just precious.
Tang Lian and Fairy Rui are right up there with the cuteness. She's a sex-positive dancing beauty who wants to ride that pretty boy like she stole him, and he's a shy sword boy so tightly bottled up that he'll explode if he sees a bare ankle. Avoiding spoilers, I will simply say that this is a pairing of two relatively soft people, until a bad thing happens to one of them and the other hardens up about it. If that's your jam, they're here for you.
Lei Wujie and Ye Ruoye are probably the most magical and the most practical of the bunch. They have a beautiful, super-dreamy, really horny sword-dance meet-cute, complete with its own pop song ... and then that's it, they're basically just together. She likes him, he likes her, good for them. In-laws aside, it's a refreshingly low-drama situation. Besides, I always love it when the hypercompetent woman gets the sweet, devoted himbo who'd do anything for her. Ruoye's had a hard life, and she deserves someone who can dick her down good at night and make her a nourishing breakfast the next morning.
And then there is, of course, The Ship:
Xiao Se and Wuxin are canonical, textual soulmates. The show treats their dynamic as more important than any other. It's so important, in fact, that the show has to sideline Wuxin for huge parts of the drama, lest everything get too damn gay. They each get a boyfriend catch on the other. They both do fairly reckless things when the other is in trouble. They are the secret hidden happy ending to the series. They share the kind of ride-or-die relationship built on mutually being the hugest bitches in any given room. Whether or not you think this is romance, it is extremely romantic, and the series agrees as much as it can, all things considered.
And if none of those flavors of love float your boat? Well, have you considered ... eunuchs?
3. She likes e4e
So I'm on record as being real into eunuch characters, right? Well, if you're with me on that, you are in for a treat here, because these are some absolutely buck-wild eunuchs.
There's five main ones, and I can't even begin to scratch the surface of what's going there. Like, really, I don't even think I understood all of what was happening with them. They're kind of the bad guys, but then they're kind of the good guys, but then some of them are the bad guys, but then they're just working for the bad guys, but then they screw over the bad guys, and ... it's just a lot, okay? It's a lot, and it's all happening with this bunch of catty bitches.
Also, you would not believe the difficult time I had finding any images for this section. I guess for some reason, fandom isn't way into a bunch of canonically dickless color-coordinated middle-aged men in weird hats? Whatever, man, they are missing out. If, however, you have the good sense to be into the intense and complicated (semi-romantic??) relationships among colleagues who also professionally just happen to be missing their external genitalia, buddy, strap in (and maybe strap on, depending).
Don't let me oversell how much these guys are in the show. They're not. They're vaguely important at points throughout, and they become incredibly important near the end, but they're hardly main characters. They're mostly back at the palace, doing their various schemes and looking absolutely fantastic.
So if they're such a minor part of the story, why do they get their own selling point? Well, I think their presence is a good example of two specific things about the show:
Specific thing the first: It's so queer -- not gay, but queer. Thinking back to my last selling point, you will notice how many of those straight pairings may look normie on the outside, but once you get down to it are not playing by cishet rules. (For instance, I've seen a lot of people read Tang Lian's resistance to sexual advances as asexuality, which, sure!) Likewise, there are lots of incredibly important, intimate relationships that don't conform to standard romantic pair dynamics. Add to that a lot of bodies with unusual characteristics and conditions, and you've got the makings of plenty of delightful non-normative love stories.
Specific thing the second: There are so many things going on with so many side characters that there's a kink here for everyone. Don't care for eunuchs? How about slinky villains with mind-control powers? Devoted servants who would do anything for their masters? Former bad guys who owe life-debts to the good guys who saved them? Bonded pairs traipsing around the jianghu together? Sons nursing legitimate grudges against the men who killed their fathers? Alcoholic widowers with incredibly slutty necklines? Mysterious cross-dressers with unconvincing moustaches? Vengeful brides? Martial siblings? Murderous royals? Guilt-ridden half-siblings? Boring star-crossed lovers? All these and more! It's a smorgasbord of rarepair fuel!
Also, I just love these toxic drama queens. It's like if RuPaul's Drag Race had the authority to have you executed.
4. The most intriguing outfits I've ever seen in anything (and yes, I'm including Winter Begonia)
Time for a fashion show!
The asymmetrical fits, the detailed embroidery on everything, the brilliant colors -- everybody just looks so good. And yet everything still looks ... eh, I don't know if "practical" is the word I want, but at least wearable. Nobody's dragging ten-foot trains of fabric behind them or wrapped in eighty floofy layers of gauze (except Rui, but she's special). Their outfits are strange and elaborate, but they don't defy physics.
What's truly stunning is how often they get new outfits. Xiao Se alone changes clothes about once every other episode, and more if he's getting a flashback. He is the fashion plate of the whole series, and every look he serves is pitch-perfect.
They're not outright color-coded, but the main characters do have certain colors associated with them -- which is extra-fun when you watch those colors bleeding into their friends' clothes as their relationships get stronger. I also think -- and I'm willing to be proven wrong on this point, but I think I'm right -- that they recycle some characters' outfits into parts of other characters' outfits. On more than one occasion, I'd swear that Lei Wujie shows up wearing the left half of something Xiao Se was wearing a few episodes back (tailored to fit him, of course, because that dumb ponytail boy is tall).
Where I think the costume design gets massive points, though, is that the costumes are themselves adaptations.
Before the live-action series, there was a 2018 3D animated donghua. I have never watched the latter, but apparently the drama is intensely faithful to the animated visuals, to the point where some fights are shot-for-shot remakes.
Of course, you can do a lot more with unreal clothing and bodies in animation -- and you can show a lot more skin, at least according to Chinese content laws. The live-action costumers chose to preserve about as many of the appearance beats from the donghua as they could manage, while still accepting the limitations of real-life bodies and materials. You can see some side-by-side comparisons here. The live-action outfits manage to be instantly recognizable without being slavishly devoted recreating to their inspirations.
So if you're sick and tired of dreary, ill-lit shows with bland palettes, this vibrant, colorful drama may be just the thing for you. It's a rainbow from start to finish.
5. Actually a good central plot?
Despite all the wacky delightful shounen nonsense that this show has -- and it has a lot -- the core of the whole narrative, which is Xiao Se's story, is surprisingly great and cohesive.
The short version is this: Xiao Se used to be Xiao Chuhe, sixth prince and somewhat heir apparent. Then he and his jerk-ass dad had a falling-out that resulted in the prince's having his martial arts abilities all but taken from him. He's been living the life of a very well-dressed innkeeper for several years, trying to avoid all of that palace garbage. But now his jerk-ass dad is dying, which means that a lot of horrible decisions are finally having unfortunate consequences for everyone, and Xiao Se's got to get back in there to make sure everything does not go to shit and land someone terrible on the throne -- even if it has to mean taking it himself.
His central conflict is between what he used to be and what he's become. Does he miss being Xiao Chuhe, high-ranked martial artist and future emperor? Or is he happier being Xiao Se, long-suffering nobody who can barely run a business, much less hold his own in a fight? What would he be willing to do to get back what he's lost? What are his obligations to himself versus his obligations to everyone else? How much is he responsible for his father's bullshit? And why has he wound up having to babysit this stupid Fire Puppy?
It's okay, they're best friends now. Lei Wujie decided.
No spoilers, but I liked Xiao Se's ending a lot. I feel it's very true to the character and shows a real understanding of who he is and what he values. And really, at the end of the day, sometimes all you need for a happy ending is your girlfriend, your girlfriend's girlfriend, your girlfriend's girlfriend's boyfriend who's also your boyfriend, your other boyfriend, his girlfriend, and your long-distance for-real soulmate.
Feel like giving the youths a try?
You can find them on YouTube or on Viki. But be absolutely sure that no matter where you watch it, you make sure to go watch the epilogue as well. (And if you get real into the story, well, here's a link to information about all the other adaptations.)
You are also welcome for how I did not spend this post going off for five hundred years on how much I love Wuxin and his funky relationship to Buddhism. I figured that's way too niche of a selling point for most people, and might indeed have even been counterproductive. But know that I could have.
Also, I'm very happy about the announcement of a second season, because that's going to mean Liu Xueyi has to shave his head again, and he looks unbearably good with a shaved head.
Oh yeah, did I forget to mention the whole motorcycle photoshoot?
In case you hadn't noticed, the whole cast is stupidly hot. Hachi machi.
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She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat 2 Eps 17-20 (Finale)
Last week gave me everything I wanted and more. The whole squad went over to Yako's place for a curry party and everyone had a great time. Later, Nagumo got a diagnosis for her condition and got to have personal time with Yako. Kasuga and Nomoto continued to work on their communication and making sure they aren't trampling over each other. They're continuing to work on this move. Seriously, we had a curry party and a s'mores party last week. We planted strawberries together. Let's finish this.
Episode 17
Looking for housing is so stressful. I was wondering if we'd get into housing discrimination in this.
Red beans in Japan are different from what we eat here. Theirs carry a naturally sweet profile that doesn't mesh well with creole cooking.
I feel like those beans needed to boil longer, but that's me thinking in my home cooking terms.
Yes, ladies, tell each other how happy you are to see each other.
@furritsubs thank you for the note about Azuki beans.
I'm really enjoying the way they're handling this situation. The realtor wasn't trying to be homophobic, but the systems he was upholding with the landlord references reinforces the status of same sex households. I also like that they acknowledged how circumstances closet people in ways that hurt them. This is good payoff from the news bit we saw earlier in season with Kasuga.
Getting a tasty treat in before going back into the fray is so valid.
Kasuga being even more affectionate about Nomoto's food now that they're dating is exactly what I wanted.
Episode 18
Oh fuck yeah, let's continue to unpack how structural homophobia makes people scared to share something that should be a joyous occasion.
Amused that Yako is the primary person using Nomoto's given name.
Are we going to have a takoyaki party next??
COME THROUGH, YAKO!!! You gotta help your folks get through this bullshit, but never let them forget that it's bullshit!!
I am relieved that we checked in with Ms. Fujita about divorcing her husband at the same time as we're working through LGBT housing issues. Single divorced women likely also face huge challenges in housing when marriage is the goal we're being pushed into.
Wow, Sayama, you are in contention for the Yihwa Best Girl Award this year. You are an ally. Love the way she examined how what she said might have been hurtful.
Feeling like you somehow failed because you didn't get married in your 20s is so real. I sometimes struggle with this in my 30s.
This show uses its characters to illustrate its political points in a way that feels gentle and accessible, but also carries a sense of urgency. Women are facing extreme reproductive pressure right now, and it's clearly not making those who don't already want husbands and children happier. Hell, it's making them resentful to the point of divorce as they get older.
Hold on. Gotta cry a bit about Nomoto telling Kasuga that being told outright that hiding who they are upset her made her feel better got me.
Episode 19
Takoyaki Party let's goooooo!!!
A party where you cook together like this is always so much fun. We had fun with some friends' kids a few weeks ago teaching them how to make pancakes and letting them add their own toppings before, during, and after cooking.
Nagumo managed to enjoy a bite of food with them. Hold on. Crying again.
We've seen takoyaki a few times lately, and I am very impressed with this cooker.
Yako, tactful as always, is gonna check on Nagumo. I love her.
This is so important. Couple formation does affect the friends around them, and I'm really glad Yako let Nagumo voice that she supports her friends even as she knows she's going to miss the dynamic they've had. Yako is so right to point out that a change doesn't mean it's over, and their friendship will last if we all continue to reach out.
This realtor scene is so good. I like how politely she asked for them to disclose their relationship with the express purpose of securing ideal housing, and we're getting into how the financing of housing can affect people's privacy. She's also owning that landlords can discriminate against couples. I also appreciate that their meeting room was private.
I'm ready for the moving in party!
Episode 20
They got the house!!
A crab cream croquette party!!!
Wait, where's Nagumo? I wanted her to try a croquette too!
We are on the bed together. This is not a drill.
Yes, let's acknowledge that they have liked each other since season 1.
The intimacy question is on the floor!
They are finally hugging!
NOW KISS!!!
That was very sweet, and felt right for them. I'm glad they had that moment in the old place before they moved.
Cried because of Ms. Fujita and Nagumo possibly getting hired.
So glad Yako and Nagumo are still hanging out! That's really how some friends groups will be. Two people will just gel at a party and grow close.
Oh hell yeah we're at casual intimacy now.
I'm so excited to see where the TV goes next season!!
Oh my goodness Kasuga is wearing a lighter sweater!!!!!!
Final Verdict: 10, Go Watch This Immediately and Then Show it to a Friend. Seriously, do not make excuses for yourself. You owe it to yourself to watch this show. Between this, Ossan's Love Returns, and What Did You Eat Yesterday? coming back, we cannot stop supporting our shows about older people getting together and forming their own forms of family. This show built on the foundation of its first season and made every little detail feel so potent and impactful. I did not expect the pen pal to grow into a trusted confidant and core member of this friend group, nor was I expecting the women at the supermarket to help Kasuga as much as they did. This season was excellent, and will be joining WDYEY on my comfort watch rotation.
Big thanks to @furritsubs and friends for making this watch possible.
#Ben watches#tsukuritai onna to tabetai onna#she loves to cook and she loves to eat#japanese gl#gl series
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Once again, it is time for that rare moment where I talk about Deltarune instead of Sonic stuff. And today, I've decided to talk about one of the many mysteries of the setting.
Namely... what did Asgore DO?
One of the constants kept over from Undertale in Deltarune was the sad reality that Asgore is still divorced from Toriel, and their post-divorce relationship is... less than ideal, with Asgore desperately trying to get back into Toriel's good graces and Toriel being none-too-thrilled about it. And its pretty clear that whatever happened in the divorce, it's taken a pretty bad toll on Asgore. It's implied he doesn't have visitation rights, and no longer lives in the same house as Tori, instead living in his flower shop. And his present state of living is just... almost too depressing for words.
So yeah, things are not looking great for ol' Asgore. But that does beg the question- what happened THIS time? Recall that in Undertale, Toriel's hostility to Asgore was predicated on both him murdering six children as well as basically getting everyone's hopes up for who-knows-how-long rather than taking one soul and going straight to business after escaping the Underground. How justified she is is going to be the subject of endless debate, now and forever, but at the core of things in Undertale its pretty clear that this hostility comes from some VERY grim circumstances.
Given the more comparatively mundane nature of Hometown and the Light World, its pretty clear that whatever circumstances led to Toriel and Asgore divorcing couldn't be anywhere near as horrible as what happened in Undertale. There's no fantastic circumstance here- Monsters live on the surface as humans do (that we know of), and while Asgore is not exactly held in high regard by Hometown these days, he none the less leads a free, if somewhat depressing life.
So again, what happened here? Why is it that Asgore is still divorced?
As it stands, with everything else, we only got two chapters to go by, and as such we need to work with a LOT of contextual clues to try and piece together even a vague idea of how things reached this point.
And believe it or not, one the key bits of insight we have? Is none other than Rudy Holiday.
Rudy is established as having been friends with Toriel and Asgore in college, and is all but stated to have been Asgore's best man at their wedding, and even in the present is still close to the both of them even though they are no longer together. Out of all the people we talk to in Hometown, Rudy is the one with the most positive stuff to say about Asgore, and Asgore recipricates this by visiting Rudy in the hospital daily, with new flowers for each visit. And while we don't witness it for ourselves, it is revealed that Toriel ALSO visits Rudy and is implicitly close to him as well, with Rudy even suspecting that Kris' visit was done at Toriel's prompting (and sadly probably WOULD be if we weren't using them as a meat-puppet).
This might not seem like such a big deal, but I feel it reveals something very crucial about what might have happened, if only in the abstract. It tells me that whatever happened? While it was serious enough to prompt the divorce and cause Toriel to no longer love Asgore, it WASN'T bad enough that Rudy doesn't think ill of Asgore, or enough to cause Toriel to no longer wish to associate with Asgore or Rudy with her. He bears no malice to anyone in the Dreemurr family, and this is an important detail, because it would seem extremely improbable that things between the three of them would be this hunky-dory if Asgore really did do something legitimately terrible.
Which, admittedly, isn't impossible... but it does feel unlikely, under the circumstances we presently see.
Given the way Dark Worlds reflect something of Lightners, some have suggested that maybe the Card Kingdom just as easily reflects something of Kris as it does Susie. While King mirrors Susie's earlier statements, one cannot help but notice that King is an enormous, pseudo-mammalian king with a hefty build, almost like a warped mirror of Asgore. And that comparison becomes all the more concerning when you consider how, as we go on, its revealed that Kris was once a very mischievous little kid... one can imagine that, perhaps, Kris was very much like Lancer, once upon a time. And if that's the case, then maybe it’s not a coincidence that King threatened both Lancer AND Kris directly.
It's a tempting thought... and oh, the warped implications it would carry, given that in Chapter Two its revealed that King wasn't going to go through with his threat and actually CARES about Lancer, despite earlier evidence to the contrary? Now THAT would imply some ugly-ass things about Kris' thoughts and feelings about their father. Or Susie's, if you believe the Card Kingdom is primarily 'meant' for her. It does make an eerie amount of sense, does it not?
Only... not quite. It’s tempting to think Asgore might have done something to Kris in a moment of weakness, but honestly? I really, really doubt it. Because let's face it, if Asgore had hurt or done something out line with Kris? It's incredibly doubtful that Toriel would ever allow Kris to get anywhere NEAR Asgore, and Rudy likewise would probably have little to do with Asgore over something like that. Oh, sure, friends will stick with friends, but that feels like something not even Rudy could overlook. And then there's the whole 'Eggs-Husband' incident...
... God that was painful. Like, kudos to Toby Fox, I don't think I've EVER felt that kind of secondhand embarrassment from a piece of media ever. It really was just a masterpiece of utter and complete failure. Still, it's important in helping to frame where everyone stands in this divorce, because while Toriel does try to get away from Asgore as fast as possible after his disastrous attempt at punnery (and who could blame her?), she none the less is willing to hear him out when he wants to talk about Asriel's return (possibly about the divorce itself).
It's important to note that, again, context is key here. Earlier in Chapter 1 its established that Asgore keeps sending Toriel flowers, which inevitably wind up in the trash, and likewise she rebuffs his deeply ill-conceived attempt to re-connect with her at Sans' store. But from what we see so far, it may not necessarily be that Toriel hates Asgore, so much that he refuses to get a clue about where they stand and persists in these self-sabotaging attempts to curry her favor. While the problem might be rooted in whatever happened in the past, it’s pretty clear that a BIG part of that is due to Asgore's present behavior. How do we know this? Because she still hears him out when he ISN'T trying to get into her good graces.
I feel that if Asgore had done something to Kris, or done something REALLY bad? Then he wouldn't even get that much. As it stands we don't know enough to say for sure, and all we can do is look at how people act and try and come up with some idea of things, but I'm willing to bet that while Asgore made some kind of serious misstep? He didn't do something unforgivable... just something severe enough that it would justify Toriel leaving him, with his refusal to let go simply making things that much worse over time given that its clear Tori CAN be civil with him. He just makes it difficult due to his overbearing and embarassing behavior... again, we can only infer things, but I do feel like a large part of Toriel's hostility stems from Asgore's inability to back off more than anything else, even the events that caused the divorce.
I can of course, be wrong, about all of this. We have only two chapters and nothing else to go by. But there is one last piece of this puzzle that I think offers an even better insight into why things happened as they happened- the reveal that Asgore used to be the chief of Homedown's police department, and that he was made to step down under unknown circumstances, hence why Undyne, a rookie, is now Hometown's police chief. We don't know what happened yet, but whatever did happen? Kris doesn't like to read about it, keeping Us from seeing what happened. It could be because they don't want us prying into their family's business just in general, but there's also a really good chance that it may be simple guilt that keeps them from reading the rest of that article.
And from here, we can paint a pretty compelling picture of what may have happened. As we know, Dess Holiday, Rudy's oldest daughter and Asriel's childhood best friend, went missing under mysterious circumstances. Dess' mother is mayor of Hometown, and its strongly hinted that whatever happened, DEss is now trapped somewhere in the Dark World (or worse), and other hints seem to indicate that Kris might in fact be aware of this, and its hinted that this event may have occurred near the mysterious bunker in the forest that Kris is explicitly afraid of. More interestingly, schoolmates Snowy and Monster Kid seem to be aware of this fact as well, which brings some interesting implications of itself.
Either way, with these details we can imagine a very probable chain of events for how things went down- Kris and Dess did something or the other at the Bunker, which led to Dess possibly being whisked away to the Dark World. Asgore, as police chief, is tasked with finding Dess. His inability to find Dess leads to him being fired by her mother, the mayor, and this would probably lead to the personal troubles at home that would lead to him eventually being divorced from Toriel and living on his own. This seems to be the general consensus among fan-interpretations, and honestly? It seems pretty probable that this, or something like this, is how the divorce went down... and maybe why Kris is the way Kris is, in the present.
There is however an interesting little wrinkle in this formula, though out of everything I mentioned, this one is possibly the longest shot. Earlier in the game when we explore Asgore's store, we find a very terse note from his landlord telling him point blank that he has a month to pay the rent, even suggesting he start selling the flowers rather than giving them away. All that we know about this landlord is that their first initial is "C". So, where does the long shot come in? There is a possibility that "C" is none other than Mayor Holiday, Rudy's wife and Dess' mother, and previously Asgore's boss. What evidence do we have to suggest this? Mayor Holiday is described as being very good at her job while also not being great with people, and is evidently very driven and intimidating, so much so that Noelle is actively afraid of her. The way the note is written is not very formal, nor is it very sociable either... and there are more than a few Christmas related terms that start with "C". A lot of the fandom seems to have settled on "Carol".
Again, this could be a long shot, one built entirely by conjecture. But if this "C" is indeed mayor holiday? That's where the wrinkle comes in. Because if Mayor Holiday is willing to give Asgore a business and overlook past failures to pay the rent, then it may be that his leaving the force wasn't JUST because of his failing to find Dess... or rather, if Mayor Holiday had any part of it, it actually wasn't out of personal anger at him failing to find her daughter. If "C" is Mayor Holiday, then in this context it means that whatever (probably negative) feelings she has towards Asgore, they're not enough to stop her from trying to help him get back on his feet. You might argue that if she IS involved in his flower shop venture it might be more due to Rudy than her, but then if Rudy has this much sway over her, she wouldn't have fired Asgore for not being able to find Dess.
Granted, there's always the 'Dying Wish' factor, though we don't know how long Rudy's been sick...
But still- firing someone for a personal reason would be a VERY bad breach of ethics, and from what we've seen (or haven't) of the mayor so far is that whatever her personality flaws, she isn't actually corrupt or anything. Hometown is so peaceful and orderly that the police force isn't really regarded as necessary! Quite the accomplishment... and firing Asgore for personally failing her would be the kind of conflict of interest that could jeopardize those accomplishments, understandable as it might be in this instance.
So, what would this imply for Asgore and his leaving the force? I believe that while Dess vanishing was the catalyst for everything, it wasn't the direct cause of Asgore losing everything. I imagine that failing to find Dess for an undetermined amount of time weighed heavily on Asgore, given that this is his best friend's daughter, a daughter who is the best friend of Asriel at that.
My hypothesis, as such? Is that Asgore's failing to find Dess slowly ate away at him, and that this caused things at home to get tense, before his eventual desperation led him to do something he shouldn't have, thus leading to him being removed from the force, and leading to further troubles at home, culminating in him saying or doing SOMETHING that led Toriel to divorce him.
I don't have any authority to definitively suggest what it might have been. But I DO feel confident that if Dess' disappearance had anything to do with Asgore's dismissal from the force? It wasn't as simple as the mayor being angry with him and removing him due to that anger, but because of something Asgore himself did in reaction to his own failure at finding Dess, and that this in turn led to whatever would happen to cause his divorce from Toriel. I believe this, because while Asgore has fallen on very hard times, the worst of what he's going through is due to his own poor choices that we can see, and however pitiful his current state, he isn't alienated/exiled from the people in his life. And if he had done something REALLY bad? I don't think that would be the case.
Of course, I can be wrong. Heck, I probably am. We only got two games to go by, and as such virtually everything I say is ultimately just conjecture, some a bit more supported by game text, and some less. But whatever the reality is? I'm VERY confident that Asgore didn't do anything evil... but it was still enough to cost him everything. Given the themes going on in the light world, it'd make sense that rather than anything big or dramatic, the truth just turned out to be something simple, unglamorous, and quietly sad.
Just like in real life, a lot of the time.
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After party | P.S
pairing: park seonghwa x reader
genre: smut , non-idol!au
warnings: guns, pet name ( slut, pretty girl, love, kitten etc..), seonghwa is a bad boy lol , ass smacking bcz hwa likes it a lot, unprotected sex
wordcount: 1k
summary: you were in the club celebrating your friend's birthday, then a strange noise was heard and you were about to get killed by someone, but he saves you .
a/n: hi guys! i want to know how are my fanfics . Dont be shy write in the comments :) Suggest me anything i will try to do it ! Thank you for all the support and likes . Ily <3
Celebrating a birthday party in a club can't be that bad, right? Well.. that's what you thought..
You entered in the most famous club in Seoul, everything smelled like cigarettes ,alcohol drinks and making out sessions, but the most important thing is that you came here to have fun with your friends, you don't care about anything .
Time passed very quickly, and you were sitting alone at the bar looking at people dancing on the dance floor. Your friend, Amber came to you looking a bit confused.
"Why are you sitting here alone? Come on, join us! , she said with a glass of whiskey in her hands.
"Nah..i already had a shot, plus you know i can't drink too much"
"Hmm, fine im going to them-"
A loud noise of guns disturbed the atmosphere and all the walls were full of bullet marks. You started to freak out so bad and got under a table, but someone shot the table pushing it aside. You were on the ground and that guy pointed the gun at you .
You screamed really loud and the tall figure grabbed your neck and tried to suffocate you , luckly a guy shouted his name and he released you making your neck to hurt a little.
"Woo, leave her alone." ,a voice came from the shadows looking at you. His siren eyes were extremely gorgeous. You couldn't see his face so well because he was wearing a mask but you can say a thing . He was so fucking handsome. He was coming towards you moving his hips seductively.
"Did he hurt you?" again he was speaking with a sweet voice making your knees to turn into jelly. You trembled when he put his hand on your shoulder.
"Are you okay?"
"I- yeah.. I am"
"Okay" he smiled at you making you weak.
"Its too late to ask for a name, pretty girl?
"Its Y/n"
"How pretty...just like you" all you could do was look at him and admiring all his features.
"Uhm..well i have to go..i need to call my friend,bye!" you packed your things and walked away like you didn't even know each other.
"Just wait...you will be mine" he was saying looking at you how you leave the club.
When you were outside ,you were about to call a cab, but someone puts a cloth on your face making you closing your eyes. All you could see was that you were dragged in a van.
You woke up in an unfamiliar room.You tried to get out of bed but someone opens the door. It was him. The handsome man who tries to flirt with you at the club.
"W-what do you want creppy guy ? Why I am here?" he was loosening his tie heading towards you.
"Seonghwa, I'm Seonghwa. Don't raise your voice at me, darling."
"Oh really? I didn't know you were this kind of guy ,trying to flirt with me then i am here kinapped by you . What the fuck do you want?
Seonghwa couldn't wait any longer and he smashed his lips on yours and kissed you hungrily making you kiss him back.
"No one can resist me , you will see kitten"
After saying these words, he kissed you again, devouring each part of your lips. He kissed you so much that you both fell on the bed, him being on top of you. Hwa stopped and let his hands speak for him as they travelled over your dress and in one blink the dress was gone.You were only in your red underwear.
"How did you know thats my fav color?" you blushed a little , your cheeks turning into pink.
He undressed himself as well making your eyes sparking and looking at his bare torso, admiring his toned muscles while he unbuckled his belt. Then he turned his attention towards you ,kissing your neck leaving there a bunch of hickeys. He moved to kiss your tummy and going with that tongue down until in reaches your thighs.
"Please" you cried as you threw your head back, desperately pleaded for more.
"I didn't even touch you and your already wet? What a slut you are"
"Please ,i want more " you begged him like a kid wanting some candy"
"Patience ,darling" you pouted at his answer and in the next second you felt his hot breath against your wet pussy.It felt like absolute heaven.
"So wet for me , i like it"
He peppered kisses there then goes to your face and kissed you with his plump lips .
"A-ah why did you stop? Im gonna cu-"
You couldn't even finish your question because you felt something moving inside you.
"Can I go harder?" He breathed out, sucking your lower lips until it bleeds. Of course he could, he didn't even have to ask. Seonghwa grabbed your upper thigh, bringing your leg around his hips and began to thrust in you.
Your orgasm came out of nowhere, sending shocking waves of pleasure on your body . Then he grabbed one of your breast and start to massage it .You were moaning a mess. If someone asks you right now whats the best thing you done ,you can say that you fucked up with someone that you dont know. He was good at sex , ofc he was but the things he does to you,he didnt do at other girls. Maybe you were his soulmate.
"Shit. I'm so close."
"Love , wait a bit more"
After a while you were in a doggy style position with him, pleading him to go harder.
"Baby count" when it came to sex Seonghwa always has his magic, he always likes to slap your ass while you count so he did this again.
"1..2..3..4....50"
He slapped you so hard that you were crying a mess wanting his cock to be inside you again. But he begin to fuck you ,this time more harder feeling how you two came in the same time .
He dropped himself on the other side of the bed with messy hair and sweat all over his body. You've never seen such a beautiful man like him.
"Next time" he whispered
"Next time i will take you out , I promise " ,you laughed at him
"Okay" he hugged you this time tighter and you melted in his touch.
Maybe it was a good idea to have a night stand with him :)
#ateez x reader#ateez scenarios#park seonghwa#ateez seonghwa#seonghwa imagines#seonghwa smut#seongwha
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Bdubs' speech patterns & quirks
i made a post a while back about Bdubs' typing habits and ya know what. ill be a little stupid obsessed and unhinged again and do this one. might be useful for fics.
been watching this man from day one and im trying to throw together everything i can in my head. he really hasnt changed that much if we arent considering a shift of humor and energy-- but i will regard it at certain points for clarity of how his speech is handled.
General speech pattern
Through time Bdubs has gained more energy in his voice, and more confidence in how he speaks as a person presenting in his videos. But he still has his quirks, quirks that have remained forever.
biggest one. There is a big habit of stuttering in some sense. Either on the same words with the intended phrase:
Example: "You-- you don't- you don't understand!"
or a phrase that is altered during the stutter:
Example: "Yeah but-- you-- I don't think you get it..."
They aren't the stutters people default to in most cases (no "y-yes" "i th-thought.." etc-- in *some* cases you can throw this in but i suggest the bigger ones and never make it too frequent).
Theyre long and very obviously, and make him take longer to get his words out. sometimes it cuts his train of thought and he stops his sentences, maybe even starts over entirely.
in addition to that, bdubs also cuts words in a way i think most people will- goin', gonna, thinkin' etc. however at times he will enunciate the whole word for effect (plays into his "exaggeration" described below)
With his awkward pacing and stumbling, there are times where he fumbles and might say something in a "weird" way. sometimes, it becomes purposeful! he'll keep doing it when its funny, but you can tell its more of a slip than on purpose at first. there are far too many examples of this, but its obvious that he picked up the funny way of saying 'hermitcraft' on purpose at a certain point, for example. this may be hard to get across in writing however and its not as important.
bdubs loves to exaggerate. personality wise, hes like this obviously. and it plays into how he talks. boisterous is the best word. dont be afraid to go hard on the exclamation points or question marks! "!!" and "??" may describe what you want when you need to imply more of his noise.
Exclamations, regarding swearing
Bdubs doesnt swear anymore, but its worth addressing it, in context to what... replaces it, in a sense. or if youre writing something based in the years when he did swear.
Lets get one thing straight. bdubs does not say fuck. like, even back when he swore. there may have been some very light instances of words slipping (the old video where he completely bleeped out his words may have likely had that) but it is not how he spoke on the regular.
bdubs' most used 'bad' words were "damn", not as often "ass". he used a lot of 'safe' words-- shoot, crap (crapper, directed at someone/thing), frick (fricker, directed at someone/thing), dang ('dang man'), freaking (this is exclaimed very strong when it comes up, as if he was saying "fucking". comment phrase "very freaking funny!")....
these are the most frequent choices. id say bdubs has the capability of more swears, but it would be a last resort/under extreme duress.
Other notable phrases
Some of these fall under 'exclamations' at times, but i wanted to address the phrases he says in response to things, one subject is what people like him say in place of things like "oh god". you can see this in some hermits too, but bdubs does not say "oh (my) god". there is no exclamation of "god" when he needs to say something like this.
some are more or less frequent in the overall timeline, but you will likely hear...
"judas priest!" "oh goodness!" "oh jeez/jeezer!" if there is any phrase regarding god its a sorta "dont use the lord's name in vain" situation. none of the "oh god" stuff.
in terms of other frequent phrases,
"Trying my heart out/off" pops up a lot, and it means that he is trying hard at something whilst also saying he is 'putting his whole heart into it'.
Older/less frequent these days:
the good ol 'pet names'. it is/was never a super frequent thing (that bdubs/etho ooge video was surprisingly frequent...) "sweetheart" is most likely, "baby" but not always in a 'pet name' way, just a casual word to throw out at nothing. might get a "darlin'" in there too. the instance of calling someone specific those things is not super common, but still important to note.
a final notable one is "boy", directed at others in a more like. jokingly stern way. "What are you doin' boy?" a direct aim at a person, perhaps in a (joking) accusatory way at times? (wanted to comment there was an early ooge instance where etho picked it up as well lol). and imo i saw this way more in the early days, less so now.
Conclusion
bdubs has a variety of expressions in his speech. generally very relaxed and sometimes even careless, hes not tryin to focus too hard on every word he speaks. which is only natural! imo i think his personality is what affects this more than anything. hes silly, extroverted, and acts first.
his 'loudness' and stutter is important and it can be hard to express through words. outside of the way you describe the way he tackled talking in fics, seriously dont be afraid to double those punctuation marks imo. definitely dont be afraid of those big 'stutters'!! its probably the most defining part of his voice imo. i hope this is useful and feel free to add on or ask about it!
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I have mixed feeling about certain ppl entering the fight
On one hand I want a origin trio moment on the other bakugo has already done alot and has fainted twice while todoroki I feel like should do more (I don't really know why he fainted considering he didn't get to injured fighting dabi maybe bc of the mental toll?) and should have an op fight scene and power up (also I'm curious what afo would say to shoto considering what he has said to endeavor)
I also don't like the idea of everyone gathering to help like certain ppl sure but if you start putting in pros then the spotlight being on first year's isnt convincing like yes their strong but to the pint of completely outshining pros? But then again I don't want to see a bunch of pros idc about fighting
I'm really just hoping this fight ends soon bc it's really getting dragged out 😭
Yeah, I fully understand that many people wanted this fight to be Deku vs Shigaraki to turn to Deku + Shigaraki vs AFO. Or that only Class A shows up.
But in the end, what is happening is thematically sound. On the one hand AFO vs OFA - if we talk about quirk power - is their logical conclusion. AFO found home in a new host, one that's capable of accruing more power. OFA on the other hand, grew beyond it's physical vessels and has become more of an idea of heroism - one that Deku embodies and one can be chosen by anyone. A true network of power.
But as much as AFO is at the source of Tenko's misery, Shigaraki's criticism of hero society stands valid. Hero society didn't make him a villain, but did nothing to save him either. So while Deku went to the extremes to save him, a sole pillar can't do everything. Which is why it's important for Tenko to see not only that a hero has come, but that the society he hated so much for its passivity has all shown up for him. Not just heroes, but even civilians pitching in.
Now, I'd be very surprised of course if this one wave of heroes could end the fight - we are clearly starting with some of the weaker / less combat oriented heroes and students. On top of that, if they kill Shigaraki's body - how can he be saved? So I feel like the fighting will be to hold AFO away from Izuku until his time is up again, but not to kill him. Just like Shouto needed his family's help to stop Dabi, how Ochako needed a lot of support to reach Toga, how Katsuki needed everyone who protected, revived him and every blow dealt at AFO to be successful, it makes sense for Deku to also need the support.
It's a test of Deku's faith of whether Tenko can still be saved and everyone else's faith in Deku's judgement and moral code. Tenko will probably awaken to see so many hands reach for him.
As for Shouto:
Yes, he's not injured. The story emphasised however that Phosphor is an incredible burst of power, but comes at a cost of stamina drain. His first Phosphor blast froze over an entire citiblock that was on blazing hot fire. His second blast neutralized a nuclear bomb, the size of 5 kms. Not to mention that he was continuously using ice and fire during the mad dash with Iida from Kamino to Gunga. So he probably passed out from overexerting his quirk. And I'd say based on what we've seen in Ch 351, he may not just countered Touya's blast, but may have absorbed it.
I wouldn't be a least bit surprised to see Shouto come out of it with a quirk upgrade.
I'm like 99% confident that he will show up, and we will get some further closure on the Todo-fam plot, possibly also a quirk combo with Endeavor AND Touya. (Because I still think Spinner, Toga, Dabi, Compress showing up at the battlefield would help awaken Tenko - who just proclaimed himself the hero of the villains).
Now, how short or long his highlight might be - only Hori knows that - but I think we will get at least one big highlight move from Shouto that serves as some kind of cap of the family plot. If we are lucky, we may get an actual hero name chapter, like Katsuki got GEMGD after his "Rising".
As for Katsuki, I just can't really imagine Hori not bringing him in if everyone showed up. He spent 90% of his endgame brooding over Izuku, and Izuku had a hot minute of rage about his death, plus the catapult move - but they haven't really interacted truly. Bakugou hasn't interacted with anyone from the class either. So I think Hori knows that those are moments fans want and he will deliver them.
He's spent a lot of time with the pros he cares about - Endeavor, Hawks got ton of content, Hawks lost his quirk - so for both of them, I expect more emotional closure than big fights. All Might is probably done fighting, but again, he had no scene with Deku yet - so I think he'll be back too. The rest of them, I expect mostly on the background - like they were at Gunga, at Kamino, Floating UA etc. And for the kids to get the highlights.
It's very unpredictable how many chapters are left - Aizawa just announced the start of "Phase 3". I think Phase 1: was Ch 343-379 - so about 36 chapters from the initial division, until Deku and Shigaraki left the Floating UA. Phase 2: 380- 419 was 39 chapters. Now only Hori knows how long Phase 3 will be, but I note that Deku still hasn't even had a Rising chapter.
I guess we will just have to wait and see.
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In general, when it comes to the religious approach between the US and a country like France, the huge gap can be easily explained by history.
The USA history was all about learning to embrace and accept and tolerate all and every religion. Yes there was religious fanaticism and religious extremes in this country - in fact a lot of people in there like to forget the founders of the USA were themselves considered religious fanatics by Europe. But the whole history of the USA is about learning to be open-minded and tolerant and respectful of other religions.
But a country like France? Its history is about to try and kill religion. France had its "let's welcome and open all religions" era - but a long time ago, and somehow it shows how "young" of a country the USA is. France meanwhile went way past beyond that, and went to the next phase, the systematic elimination of religion, or at least reducing it to the point of it being harmless.
Because France had to deal with all the most fucked up things religion had to offer. Not only did we kept fighting with every neighboring countries in names of religions (Christianity vs Islam, Catholicism vs Protestantism or Anglicanism), but we even had the historical traumatism of the religious wars within France itself, the country devouring its own due to the Catholic vs Protestant debate. Itself being a mere continuation of the strict hunt by the Inquisition of all the various "heretic" groups in France - France was the country where the Templar Knights and the Cathare met their death by mass executions.
The French Revolution was all about getting rid of an over-powerful and corrupted Church, and of a biased government tied to Christianity so much the Crown and the Church were just one and the same. Overthrowing the King was overthrowing the chosen of God, and the one sent by God - and thus the French Revolution was about men of religion, and the Terreur that followed made sure to get rid of all those French communities that were still too attached to their religion. Heck the French Revolution was all about removing any religious name, and all religious celebrations and destroying all religious statues - not just of Christianity, but also of long-dead religions such as the Greek or Roman ones.
And the Enlightenment. What about the Enlightenment? Everybory part of the "Lights" were about denouncing and criticizing religious fanaticism and the power of "superstition" over the minds. They liked in times of religious wars and persecutions, and they knew first hand that religion was the enemy of a good, human thinking. Just take Voltaire's writing: the guy spent his entire life taking down any form of organized, unthought religion, caricaturing, mocking or denouncing all the forms of Inquisition and hurtful superstitions he could find.
And even then, one of the most important dates French kids are taught in school, which is considered to mark the beginning of modern France, is 1905: the law separating the Church from the State. This was the moment the modern Republic, after many tries and fails, finally established the principle that religion should not be part of a government, and that the State should be above religion, and that religion was a private domain not a public one. This is one of the fundamental principles of the French Republic: secularism, laicity, the modern way to ensure a freedom of religion by making sure none dominate and that all religious matters are to be secondary in the greater scope of things.
So yeah, what I am trying to say is that France's entire history is about fighting off religion and trying to make clear it should not define people's life and should not be imposed on anybody and should not have too much power. Because France lived in the trauma of the Inquisition, and the religious wars, and the superstition-fueled persecutions, and the Church influencing if not corrupting the government. Times and times again in an endless cycle.
Which of course is going to make a HUGE difference when it comes to religious approach compared to a country like the United-States, which was founded by religious communities, partially for religious reasons, and whose entire creation relied on religious principles (like Manifest Destiny), and where the President still has to swear by the Bible before obtaining their post...
#random rant of the day#or random musing of the day#i don't know#i'm tired#religion#france#usa#history
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talk about iron will's importance. now
Iron Will's importance to the series is kinda threefold, tbh.
On one level, it's clearly a reference to the Dragonslayer of Berserk fame, and therefore one of Taro's clear inspirations for especially the first Drakengard, where it appears as Hymir's Finger*.
Consequently, it's also tied in to Caim as the 'discount Guts' of the Drakenier universe***, which is extremely important to the events of Nier. See, I may be wrong about this, but aside from the Nameless Blade you get at the start, Iron Will is I think the only weapon the game... gives you? Like, there's weapons you get in the course of the story, but Iron Will is the only weapon the game itself hands you in a cutscene, and as such is kinda... by necessity relevant? Like, active thought had to go into handing you that sword at that point in the story, and considering that this is very early into Act II of the game, where our protagonist takes a darker turn along with the rest of the story... well, I may be too far up Mr. Yoko's thematical backside (please see next paragraph for evidence of that), but... I don't think it's an accident that you get given a weapon so closely associated with Caim at this point in the story, especially when the conversation immediately following Iron Will's completion ends with Nier resolving to help Gideon's mad quest for revenge purely because he gets to kill a single Shade at the end of it.
On a level deeper than even that load of nonsense, the evolution of the Iron Will as a weapon kinda mirrors the evolution of the series itself? As presented in Drakengard 1, the weapon story is about the weight of death, with the unsettling implication at the end that perhaps the sword has found a wielder who is unconcerned with death, a perfect microcosm of Taro's then-philosophy of 'you have to be pretty fucked up to kill people'. This evolves down to Nier, where the sword begins by boasting of the people it kills, but in the final part of the story admits that it dreams of things beyond its status as a weapon of slaughter. Then Drakengard 3 portrays it as a thing that despises its own existence as a weapon, consumed by bloodshed and longing for something it cannot have - kinda like Zero, eh? And finally**** Nier Automata, where the Iron Will is rusted, useless and abandoned, but dug up regardless to engage in unceasing pointless war, over and over again. That's the inherent advantage of the Iron Will, I think - it allows Taro to present the theme of the games in microcosm, because the weapon itself does not need more explanation than 'Dragonslayer at Home'.
Soo... yeah. I think the Iron Will is really important to the themes of Drakenier, and I'm really exited to kill all of humanity wielding it this time around the Replicant train.
*whose name, incidentally, plays into the 'reverse religious morality' thing that Drakengard 1 has going on thematically - in much the same way that the final two routes are the literal Red Dragon of the Book of Revelations fighting the literal angels of heaven alongside a man named after a literal demon, you do it wielding a sword named after what might be interpreted as either the creator god or the father of evil from Norse Mythology.**
**Which, in a weird way, also plays back into the Berserk influence - Guts in that series is fighting against something called The God-Hand, after all, but we're not here to get into Berserk right now.
***I don't know for sure if it's the sword Caim uses in Drakengard 2 - looking at the video of his arrival now I can't tell if it's Broken Iron or his own personal sword - but honestly it feels like it should be Broken Iron, so I'm counting it.
****I know what the DOD2 and Reincarnation stories say, but Drakengard 2's is about as bland as everything else about that game, and Reincarnation has the inherent problem of being a LiiiiVe SeeeRvICE, so you can't easily sum up the themes of every single story in it.
#nier#drakengard#drakenier#nier replicant#nier automata#drakengard 3#iron will#yoko taro#my deepest apologies if this came off as incoherent and rambling#my abyssal apologies if it didn't#I just... really like the themes of Drakenier#it's really special to me
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Always Will Be - Chp.9
Pairing: Yan!Gyutaro x Fem!Reader
Chapter: 9
Series Warnings: NSFW, extreme depictions of death, extreme violence, dead dove don’t eat, forced relationship, yandere, non/dubious consent, kidnapping, degradation, slut shaming, stockholm syndrome, poverty, dacryphilia, misogyny, dumbification, (If you don’t like dark yandere’s this story isn’t for you.)
Word Count: 2.9K
Summary: Gyutaro has lived for over a century now, still plagued by memories of the past and haunted by its ghost. You are one of his only two regrets.
IMPORTANT CHAPTER NOTES:
I’m letting y’all know rn that there is an implied sex scene between minors (Yuna and Gyutaro) However, I decided to make this a “fade to black” situation, meaning there is nothing graphic regarding that scene. This scene is here because as the author, I find this event to be critical in conveying the nature of the relationship Yuna and Gyutaro had with one another to my readers. You have all been warned so I don’t want to hear SHIT about it.
Chapter Song:
Now, please enjoy✨
You knew this room to be unknown, yet familiar all the same. There was little to no light, only the soft gleam of the moon that crept inside through an open window, casting shadows across the shoebox of a room and the small pieces of furniture it held. There weren’t many, but you noticed how very dated they looked to be.
Someone sat crouched before you, the darkness obscuring their face from view, but the moonlight had just enough give to illuminate the outline of their wavy tresses and their messy topknot.
You didn’t need more to know exactly who it was. Startled by the intrusion, you instinctively wanted to cry out. But no sound came.
You wanted to ask your frightening regular of a customer what he was doing here in—what you suddenly considered to be—your room at this hour. What he wanted. If he was going to hurt you again. But none of those words slipped from your mouth.
Your lips felt sealed tight all this time despite your wishes. But they moved on their own as you whispered out in a hushed tone.
“You shouldn’t be here Gyu-Chan.”
“No, you shouldn’t be here.” Came your customers crackled whisper.
“You need to go, we’ll be in so much trouble if we’re caught.” You tried again.
“We won’t be if we’re not caught.”
You let out a huff, reluctantly accepting that he would not be leaving as you had advised.
“Are you doing alright?” He asked pensively.
“Yeah…I’m ok. It’s just like that bastard said, baths, a bed, and plenty to eat.” You replied solemnly.
“Have they made you…”
“No, not yet. But soon they will…they’ve already been talking about sending me to the harimise…to the highest bidder.”
The top-knotted figure shifted in his seat.
“This is all my fault, Yuna..” his scratchy voice lowed, “if I hadn’t been so fucking weak you’d still be-“
He was cut off as your lips slotted against his in one of the most loving kisses you’d ever bestowed in your life. Worlds different from any kiss you’d shared with customers.
“Shhh,” you hushed him as you withdrew, “you know it couldn’t be helped. And I’d do it again a hundred times over to save your life. I’m going to work hard here. I’m going to work so hard that Ume will never have to come to this place. I’ll get us enough money and we’ll leave and never come back just like we promised.” You assured him gently.
His lips pursed tightly. He knew you were putting on a strong face for him. He saw how you cried that day, how terrified you had been about almost being taken. How you started making Ume hold your hand anywhere she went. All those nights you’d sleep holding him tighter than usual. This place was Yuna’s idea of hell on Earth.
With each word you spoke, every name he had ever been called etched themselves deeper.
Worm. Dim-wit. Sad sack. Coward. Good-for-nothing.
All these names and then some combined weren’t enough to label something like him. Why couldn’t those men have killed him that day before she showed up. Had he just died then, there was a chance that those thugs would have given up their chase. Sure, she and Ume might have been upset. But he knew Yuna would take care of her for him. They would have been better off. If he had just died maybe she wouldn’t be here. He wouldn’t have this cross to bear. To know that he was why.
“My life isn’t worth yours…it’s not-“ a stifled sob leaving him as his guilt overwhelmed him and his composure dissolved despite your words. “I’m not worth your purity Yuna, I’m fucking worthless I’m not deserving of such sacrifice, I’m not-“
Your lips cut his off once more before they trailed to string kisses along each birthmark on his face. He was silent with the exception of a few sniffles as he let you kiss him how you pleased. “You are worth my purity, Gyu-Chan.” You cooed sweetly into his ear.
He shuddered under your hot breath, it took him a few seconds to realize what you had meant. He only stared off as you kept kissing his marks over. “You…don’t mean that.” He whispered out.
“Gyu-Chan please, I don’t want my first time to be with someone I don’t know.” Now it was your turn to cry as your voice threatened to crack. “I want it to be with someone I love. I want to have a choice in at least just this one thing…so please, will you be my first?”
Gyutaro sat back on his haunches, dumbstruck by what you were implying. In one way, there’s nothing he could’ve possibly wanted more in this world. In another, the very thought made him want to crawl out of his own skin.
Someone like you should never be tainted by something like him. The only reason you’re asking him is because of a simple shit-hand you’d been given in life. Had you been born in a normal life with a good family, you’d never even look at him. And you’d certainly never willingly lose your virginity to him. This isn’t real, none of this could be-
You’d been sitting there studying his expression and you knew he was gearing to retreat, so you grabbed ahold of his boney and calloused hands that you had come to love so dearly. “Please Gyu-Chan, my heart couldn’t take it if you say no.”
“This…isn’t right.” He muttered out.
Tears welled in your eyes once again as he was already making quick work of breaking your heart. “How is it not right? It couldn’t possibly be more perfect.” You warbled. “I-I promise no one else has ever touched me I-“
“I don’t care about that. I just shouldn’t touch you is all.”
Your brows knit as you grew more determined. “Gyu-Chan you are the only one I’ve loved since the day we met. I asked to be your friend because I wanted to. And now I ask you to be my first because I want you to be.”
Gyutaro merely sat in place, his gaze shifting from your breaking one to his lap, downcast and unconvinced.
All his life, he had lived by a saying. To take before you are taken from. He had put it upon himself to teach Ume as well as Yuna this. He felt this phrase, this teaching, would keep them safe. It was all he had known, it’s what the world itself had conditioned him to believe.
But yet, Gyutaro felt it vile for the likes of him to take something so precious from Yuna. He’d never been in this position before, never had to take from her before. Because despite his best efforts, Yuna had never quite grasped his philosophy. The way she ever so faithfully shared all she had with him and his sister proved it. Her food was their food. Their tears were her tears. Her love was their love.
She gave all she could no matter how little it may have been. And it wasn’t until now that Gyutaro realized he didn’t live up to his own motto either, because he had always done the same for her.
He had always wanted many things in this life. But was always mercilessly denied them. Deep down the one thing he wanted above all else was to love and be loved. Something he felt he could never understand no matter how much he desired it because it would never authentically be his.
Yuna may not realize it, but he did, she didn’t mean what she was asking. She didn’t want him. How could she? How could anyone? It felt unfair to deny her of her request, what right did he have to tell her no when her situation was his own fault?
Ever such an opportunist, it went against Gyutaro’s nature to not take advantage. He felt any scraps that came his way were the least this world could do for him and he would take without a second thought.
But not her.
Ripping his hands from yours, he briskly made way to the window he’d snuck in through. You didn’t know what you were doing. He couldn’t rectify your fate here. He couldn’t go back and keep you from having ever met him and change any of this. All he could do now was keep you from making an even further mistake on him.
He was always quick on his feet. But you had always been neck to neck with him. He froze as your firm grip clasped the back of his obi.
“Gyutaro…”
A shiver ran down his spine as his full name left your lips, a rarity to say the least.
“You can go if you really want to…but first I want you to ask yourself, when have I ever asked anything from you?”
He was silent, though his arm remained outstretched to his exit.
“More importantly, when have I ever lied to you?”
Gyutaro’s muscles finally laxed slightly as he was forced to reflect.
“I know what you’re thinking. You think I’m too stupid, too naive to make my own choices. That I don’t know what I’m saying. Am I right or am I right?”
His unyielding silence being broken by your half-hearted chuckles. “I know, I know you so well huh?”
“Yuna-“ He tried to interject.
“What hurts is that I thought you would know me well enough by now to know that if I’d ask something of you, I must know…but you doubt me because you doubt yourself so much. That’s not fair to me.”
His hand finally dropped from the windowsill to his side as you circled around to face him. “What more do I have to do to prove that I love you, Gyu-Chan?”
He swallowed thickly as your gaze held his. “You…really love me?” His voice nearly inaudible.
Raising to your tiptoes to meet his towering height, your lips meshed with his. His arms instinctively wrapping around you to seize everything he’d ever wanted, as if it would slip away just as soon as it had appeared.
Nose to nose, you withdrew to answer him properly. “When have I ever lied to you?” You repeated.
This time, you were met by no resistance as you guided him back to your bed.
It was starting to dawn on Gyutaro that maybe he’d had his desire the entire time. That maybe this wasn’t by chance, but in fact he was chosen. Whether it was only wishful thinking or not he didn’t care. For the first time, all the hate and doubt in his heart parted just enough for him to believe right now. That for once, it was fortunes turn.
“I promise…you’re the only person I want to touch me.” You vowed, guiding one of his hands to rest atop your thigh. “I think we deserve to have what we want…just once.”
Gyutaro felt as if she had read his mind. She must have. For things to make so much sense in this moment. For his love for her to eclipse his hate for himself. For his twisted gangly body to feel so destined against her sublime curves on this quiet night that they both could almost believe was anywhere but here.
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Your eyes shot open as you sat straight up in bed. You were in your room again. Your real room.
You sat there dumbly as you stared out into your room, almost as if it was expected to provide you some sort of explanation. But you had only woken with far more questions than answers.
But as your breathing and heart rate steadied themselves, the real answer became clear. It was just a dream.
Thoughts overflowing as you scour your psyche for any answer as to why you would dream of this man you feared so much. Had it been just a flatout nightmare, it would’ve made more sense than…
Your cheeks burned hot with shame as you thought over what you had asked of him in your dream.
God, you were sick.
You knew you were by how deep inside, you wished that’s how things could’ve been for you.
Your dream hadn’t been just a dream nor a nightmare, but rather a dirty disgusting fantasy your subconscious had chose to torture you with.
You knew what was happening here and you couldn’t stomach it. You were growing fond of your customer.
You knew it by how you suddenly found yourself praying to any god that would listen to bring him back to you. And how you pleaded to them, telling them that “soon” wouldn’t be soon enough in your eyes.
What had changed? What had happened to you? Since when does sucking a man off ever do this to you?
Having decided you had wasted enough time by now, you got up and folded away your bed. You had chores to do around the house before it was time to get to real work for the night.
But as you carried on with your day, not once did he leave your thoughts. As you polished floors, prepped vegetables for lunch, and scrubbed dishes; he lingered in the back of your mind. No matter where you went, you couldn’t shake the feeling of his gaze on you. At any moment, you felt that the second you’d blink he’d be at your side with that same mystifying speed of his, glowering down at you like always.
All day your mind asked the same things. Anxiety would come in the form of, “Will he come tonight? What if I upset him again? Will he hurt me?”
But a thought that somehow felt even worse came, what if he didn’t show up tonight? Not just tonight, but ever again. Where would that leave you? Back at square one, forced to entertain any and all men that were willing to pay up no matter how old or disgusting they may be.
Why were you this pathetic? So lowly that you’d think this new sir of yours was such a better alternative to any other patron. This man had insulted you, threatened you, choked you, and had practically forced himself down your throat. It wasn’t just his words and actions that scared you so much, there was something about his presence alone that just reeked of danger. You had felt it from that first night you saw him in the harimise. He frightened you more than anyone ever had. So why?
As you carried on with your chores, you were too busy toiling away with your thoughts that you didn’t even notice all the whispers behind your back or the way everyone kept out of your path. Everyone else had heard of what was to come for you tonight. Except for you of course.
You were met by your reflection as you got ready for the night. Splotches of violet littered your neck that hurt just as bad as they looked. The knowledge that you had walked around like this all day burned at your ears. Perhaps if you weren’t so sick in the head, these bruises would serve as a bitter reminder of him. But with his pollution of your mind, they were just another present of his, a weighty necklace of rubies and amethyst he had left you. A sound mind would have called it for what it was. A collar.
About now you’d normally do your best to paint over them, but he’d made it very clear that he did not like the make-up. And he’d made it even more clear about the repercussions of doing something he didn’t like. You wondered briefly if you should abandon ship with the lipstick before your thoughts jumped to something else.
The perfume.
God forbid what would happen should you fail again to put on that perfume he generously gifted you. You clamored to grab it out of your drawers, best to put it on now lest you forget.
As the perfume set into your skin and clothes you let out a heavy sigh, one less thing to upset him was crossed off the list.
You checked yourself over and over again to ensure you hadn’t forgotten anything—or worse—done something you shouldn’t have when a detail of your dream suddenly came into focus.
Gyutaro
That was what you had called him.
Surely, that couldn’t really be his name right? It was hardly a name and more like a title.
Debt-collector
If it truly was his name, you wondered if he was some symbol of your karma. Perhaps you had done something so horrible that he was now here to collect from you. Whatever sin you could have committed for such punishment, you had no idea.
Without much thought, you watched as you uttered the name to your reflection. It formed easily on your tongue yet the name felt to be a curse just as much as a prayer.
You’d whispered it with both hope and dread that it would somehow summon him.
The emptiness that rushed you as he failed to manifest before your eyes was nauseating.
With nothing left to do, you were just about to force yourself to put on your nicer “work” kimono when the screech of your paper door slamming across in its tracks cut through the room like a knife. Your stomach flipped in both fear and a twisted sense of glee as you assumed it to be him. But as you whipped your head around, you were met by the sight of something you’d come to understand very soon was something far worse.
I TOLD y’all I hadn’t lost interest in writing this🥳
I’m sooooooooooooo sorry for how long it took me to write this, but I had a whole lot of life happen to me within this (almost) year it’s taken me to post lol.
One cool thing that happened in my absence is that I met the one and only Brandon McInnis. He’s a real nice guy, I told him I had to get his autograph since I write for Gyutaro and told him about this fic and he laughed and told me he’d check it out. I almost really hope he doesn’t😅 could you imagine? He’d be like “that girl was sweet but god damn she is FERAL” lmaooooooo I have his autograph posted on my tumblr if you wanna see! He had his artwork for his Gyutaro autographs custom made by an artist, he said he told them to make him “disturbingly attractive” and they really delivered I tell ya hwat lmfao
Anyway, I’m so very glad to be back!
#gyutaro#demon slayer#gyutaro x reader#yandere gyutaro#gyutaro shabana#gyutaro x y/n#kimetsu no yaiba gyuutarou#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer gyutaro#kny gyuutaro#gyutaro x you#yandere demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#kny x reader#demon slayer fanfic#demon slayer x female reader#gyutaro kny
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Save Me From The Dark
Summary: Amity is kidnapped by two crooks who take her for ransom and blackmail. Lilith comes to save her baby and helps comfort her when she regresses.
Please, do NOT associate this with bdsm. Its just whump mixed with cute regression stuff.
DNI: anyone who sexualizes diapers, age regression, and kids
Amity was walking out of hexside as classes just ended. She was excited as she would have her lessons with Lilith later. However, there seemed to be coven guards in front of the school. She tried to walk past them but they stepped into her path.
“You're Lilith Clawthorne's apprentice, right?” One of the guard's asked her.
“Y-yeah, is there something wrong?” Amity asked, fidgeting with her fingers. She was a bit nervous around the guards when Lilith wasn't around. It made her feel vulnerable.
“The Emperor has requested to see you, follow us,” The guard replied.
Amity wasn't sure she should. Wouldn't Lilith bring her to see the Emperor if he requested for her? But then again, she's probably busy and just sent the guards. But why would the Emperor want to see her? That was strange.
“Why does he want to see me?” she asked.
“He didn't exactly tell us, but I heard there was a very important position open that needs to be filled and he's asking for teen prodigies to perhaps fill it,” The guard explained. This piqued Amity's interest. Maybe if she was important within the castle, her mother would finally be proud of her!
“Uh, Alright,” Amity followed the two.
The guards had led her to the woods, claiming there was a shortcut. This made her a bit skeptical but focused on how amazed her mother would be if she got this position. Soon, they led her to a clearing with a big, prison carriage. She was confused for a moment and was about to ask what was going on, until one of the “guards” undid their illusion, revealing their criminal looks. She was about to scream for help, now that she realized she was set up, when the other guard came up from behind her and shoved a gag to her mouth and pulled back. Muffled cries came from Amity before she was knocked out and put into a carriage.
When Amity awoke again, she found herself in a prison cell in what seemed to be a cave or badly unfinished basement. She rubbed her eyes but found handcuffs attached to her wrists. She looked more and found one ankle was cuffed and chained to the wall. She tried to move but found herself to be extremely sore. Her wrists were covered in bruises, Likely from being dragged by the handcuffs.
She looked around more to get a gist of her surroundings. There was a small bucket in the corner of the cell which made her cringe. But it was the only thing there. Beyond the bars was a small hallway room. Her heart beat fast as she realized what was going on.
She was kidnapped. The thought of that made her extremely distressed. She looked around again, trying to find Lilith, but she wasn't there. She more scared she got, the more anxiety bubbled up in her stomach and chest. Nausea overcame her and she threw up onto the cell floor. It didn't help and she was now crying. She was all alone in a dark cell without Lilith or any safety.
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Lilith was in her cottage, tidying up the place. Amity's “room”, for the weekends she stayed over at, was very messy from the last time they were there. All of her little stuff was spilled onto the floor and the bed was unmade.
But as Lilith was cleaning the room, a crow came flying in from the window. She wasn't expecting a call but picked it up anyways.
“Lilith Clawthorne speaking,” she answered.
“We have your apprentice,” The voice on the other side of the line spoke in their ominous voice.
Lilith almost dropped the crow. She softly audibly gasped. Her heart felt like it dropped to her stomach.
“You have 48 hours to step-down as coven leader, and bring 250,000 snails to the cave 674 feet west from hexside, or your apprentice gets it. We have chains, bats, knives, needles, you name it, we probably have it, ” the guy on the line mercilessly says.
Lilith then comes to her senses and realizes it might just be another scam.
“How do I know you really have her?” She retorted.
The man audibly groaned and went somewhere with the crow. There was a couple of shuffling and a door could be heard being slammed open and sounds of wails took up the room. Lilith heard the man stomp down a staircase with heavy footsteps and the crying seemed to get worse.
“Tell your mentor how you're doing,” the man demanded as he held the crow to the cell.
“L-l-Lilith? M-mama? I'm scared, I wanna go home,” Amity croaked from the sobs. Now Lilith knew this was real. The poor kid was probably experiencing so much and likely was having traumatic triggers from the loud noises the kidnappers were making.
“Weird ass kid…” the guy muttered under his breath. He then hung up the call before Lilith could even say anything else.
Lilith stood in shock for a moment, letting a tear run down her face. After getting herself together, she called for her palisman and alerted her squad about what happened. She made a plan to get her apprentice back and arrest the two who kidnapped her.
She made her way to Hexside and tried her best to follow the instructions the people gave her. She counted her steps and found the cave. After alerting the squad where the area was and telling them to wait outside, she went in.
The cave turned into a long hallway after a moment of walking. It started to look like a small dungeon rather than a cave. She gulped, clutching her staff. She had to be strong and find her apprentice. She went down another hallway, seeing what seemed to be a meeting room area. It wasn’t a nice looking room and was all made of stone and looked unsanitary. She didn’t stay in thought long as she heard footsteps coming towards the room. She hid to the side of the door, ready to strike down the people who took her dau- apprentice.
As the two walked into the room, Lilith pounced onto them, smacking them her staff and casting a sleep spell onto them. They had not seen it coming and weren't on guard. They collapsed to the floor. Lilith put handcuffs onto them before calling her squad back to take care of them.
The criminals were very much not the best. They weren't at all “super villain” like, so it was easy to apprehend them.
Once that was done, she began to search for Amity. they were fully unconscious, Lilith booked it to find where amity was. She knew that during the call, the man was walking down steps, so she looked in every room to find steps. Eventually, a door she found look like it led to a basement area. There was crying noises and Lilith immediately knew where she was. She hurried down the stairs and ran down the hallway, where she found to her left, a cell with a small, curled up girl in it, crying.
“Amity, sweetie, I’m here, everything’s okay,” Lilith promised her from behind the bars separating them.
“M-mamy?” Amity whimpered, looking up. After seeing her caregiver, she cried and tried to reach out to her but was stuck from the chains.
“I’m scared!” She cried out. As she wailed and bawled, Lilith broke down the bars. She stepped around the puddle of vomit before hugging her little one.
“It's okay, now, you’re alright, I’m here, everything is going to be okay,” she tucked Amity’s head into her shoulder blade and held her tight.
Amity was crying her eyes out into Lilith’s chest, shoulder area. Processing what had just happened was really hard for her. Not only was she terrified, but she had also slipped.
“Lets get out of here, sweet flea. I’ll clean you up, change you into a nice onesie, and then we can cuddle with your stuffies, okay?” Lilith proposed. Amity stared up at her with longing, childlike, eyes. After using advanced magic to undo the cuffs on her wrists and leg, she used all her might to lift the girl up. Lilith wasn’t very strong and could barely lift up 70 pounds and Amity was at least 100.
Lilith comforted Amity and hugged tightly to her shoulder blade area as they walked out of the dungeon, passing the coven guards taking the kidnappers into a prison cart. She held her in her lap while she flew to her cottage. She really needed to get a staff-seat for Amity, with how often the girl regressed.
She carried Amity up to the bathroom once they got there. As she ran the bath, she helped Amity get out of her dirty clothes. It was a bit awkward but only for Lilith, as Amity was very deep in her small headspace and didn’t really get embarrassed.
Lilith cleaned her up and scrubbed soft baby soap onto her while she played with the bath toys. Finally, after about 15 minutes, Lilith dried Amity off and helped her get changed. For now, the girl was in a t-shirt and pajama pants so Lilith could heal the bruises. She brought her into her room so they could do it. It scared her when she had to heal her wounds but soon, she felt brave enough to get the healing done.
“Good job, Amity! You were such a brave girl, today, I believe you deserve-” Lilith held her hands out in front of her and reached one hand behind her ear, and pulled out- “A sticker!”
Amity giggled and clapped happily at the magic trick as Lilith put the sticker on her shirt. The green haired girl hugged her and grabbed onto her arms with her smol baby hands (amity has canonically smol baby hands).
Lilith grabbed the purple pacifier and put it into Amity’s mouth. She rocked her back and forth and played with hair. Amity yawned cutely and soon fell asleep on her lap. When she was sure Amity wouldn’t wake up, she tucked her into bed and kissed her goodnight.
The next few hours went by pretty smoothly. Lilith knew Amity would most likely be small when she woke up so she baby-proofed the house a bit. Once everything was pretty safe, she decided to check up on the sleeping girl to make sure everything was okay. She knew she worried too much but could you blame her? Her little was just taken by two assholes.
However, when Lilith got up to Amity’s bedroom, she noticed shuffling noises coming from it. She pushed the door open and saw Amity, thrashing in her sleep, whimpering and crying. Her breathing was rapid and uneven. Lilith was about to wake her up when Amity shot up and wailed, now fully awake. Unfortunately, the nightmare had really spooked her because right when woke up screaming, she had an accident. She didn’t even notice at first, it just happened.
Her nightmare was a horrible one. She was trapped in that cell again, but this time, her parents were there. They were forbidding her from seeing Lilith and yelled angrily at her.She then found herself being dragged by the two men by a chain and thrown into a pitch black, small closet. She was horrified by small, dark places. She banged on the door, begging to be let out. She screamed and cried all she could before Lilith woke her up.
“Sh, shh, it’s okay, Mittens, you’re okay!” Lilith tried to calm her down. She hugged her tightly and rocked her back and forth as she bawled her eyes out.
“It was just a dream, I’m here, don’t worry, I’m here,” She assured Amity as she petted her head and cuddled her.
Amity began to calm down from her nightmare after a little bit. However, now that she was calm, she noticed that her bed sheets were wet and her private area was uncomfortably sodden. It was absolutely mortifying and messed with her sensory issues.
“I’m sowry, I’m sowry, I’m sowry,” Blubbered Amity over and over as she buried her head in fear into Lilith’s chest. She didn’t mean for it to happen.
“It’s alright, dear, I’m not mad. Most toddlers have night-time accidents, it's nothing to be ashamed of,” consoled Lilith. Even though she was a tad bit annoyed that she might need to deep clean the mattress, she made sure her annoyance wasn’t shown. If it was, it would make Amity feel really bad and she already knew how bad she felt.
“Why don’t we get you changed? I bought protection just in case since you tend to regress really tiny,” she proposed. Amity nodded, wanting to get out of her itchy clothing.
Lilith picked up and carried her to the bathroom where she had the stuff. She set her down on the bathroom floor and was about to go back to the room to grab her a new onesie, when Amity pouted and whimpered.
“I don’ wan you to leave!” She sniffled. Being away from Lilith during the incident made her never want to leave her mentor’s side. What if she was taken again?!
“I know but Mama can’t hold you while getting your onesie,” Lilith tried to soothe her. Amity was still upset but let Lilith go. She was still counting how long it was taking and she was getting worried, even though Lilith was only gone for 10 seconds.
Lilith came in a couple seconds later with her footy cat onesie. Once Amity realized she came back, she crawled to her and hugged her leg tightly.
“Hey, its okay, sweetie, Mommy’s here,” Lilith ruffled her hair lightly as she hugged her leg tighter.
“Can I help you get changed? You can’t sit in dirty clothes much longer or you could get a rash,” Lilith counseled. Amity nodded and went to lie down on the floor. When she was finished and secured the padding on her waist, she helped her step into her footie pajamas since it was too cold out for her to be in just a diaper and shirt. Amity rubbed her eyes, still being very tired.
Then she walked into the bedroom, with Amity sitting on the floor, Lilith stripped the bedding off and threw them into the hamper before carrying the small, sleepy girl into her bedroom.
She tucked her in and was about to leave, when she felt a tug on her wrist.
“Don’t ‘eave me,” Amity pouted from behind her pacifier. Lilith sighed. Amity really needed a nap and Lilith needed to get some work done and start on dinner. But if she needed to be there for her little, then she’ll be there.
“Okay, little one,” Lilith sat next to her one the bed and played with her hair. She massaged her scalp and snuggled with her until she could hear the soft, small snores. She hoped that no nightmares would plague her mind again. She knew what it was like to have nightmares so bad that they cause accidents. She used to have a lot when she was younger and even some now. Hopefully though, Amity can recover and be little as long as she needs without any scares or being distressed.
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Hey do you have any more information on Karl Jobst being a cryptofascist? I’ve heard less than great things about him before, but I’d rather have my facts straight.
i can, unfortunately there's a lot less information than i'd like to present because the way that a lot of this came to light was when rwhitegoose was outed as a nazi in a discord server (which has an imgur album of over 130 screenshots dedicated solely to his exchanges--i wouldn't recommend scrolling this unless you're in a good headspace, the shit he's said is fucking horrifying but important to contextualize that this is the kind of person karl jobst was associating with and still considered to be a good friend even after his outing; be warned for EXTREME racism, antisemitism, transphobia, and much, much more); karl was part of the same server and only a few scattered screenshots exist of his exchanges in there and on twitter and he allegedly nuked every last trace he could of his previous online interactions when this all came to light so what i'm going to post isn't comprehensive, but it's more than enough.
tw for racism (including several depictions of anti-black/japanese slurs), homophobia, misogyny, asian fetishization under the cut:
when karl was first accused of racism, fellow speedrunner tomatoanus made a public statement on twitter that he'd cut ties with jobst for "things he (karl) had said/done in the past that conflict(ed) with my (tomatoanus) morals". the catalyst for this, as mentioned, is this screenshot that emerged from what i believe is rwhitegoose's personal discord of an interaction between the two of them:
he went on record defending this interaction by claiming that the n word "wasn't offensive" in australia (where he is from) and that "it isn't part of our vernacular" with an accompanying screenshot in the reddit thread i was able to find a lot of this in of multiple locations in queensland alone named for the slur, some of which had since been renamed:
jobst had also been active in the political channels of the goldeneye 007 and perfect dark discords, and made claims that his interaction with goose was "likely from the goldeneye server", as he was either rarely in goose's personal discord, or "left months and months" prior to when this all came to light depending on what version of his story he's telling.
another instance of him making the "i'm not racist because racial slurs don't exist in australia" defense is that time he got his followers to attack a smaller streamer for criticizing his use of the word "jap":
i like that he constantly asserts that "x word isn't offensive" in famously non-racist predominantly white utopia australia, because overt racism is a centuries-old issue that has manifested in not just general xenophobia (including anti-blackness and antisemitism, who'd have fucking thought), but the continued displacement, genocide, and assimilation of its aboriginal populations so i think what he actually means to say is "i've surrounded myself with dozens of people who are right-leaning and don't consider the weight of their words and i shouldn't have to either".
speaking of which, here's another screenshot where he defends his stance on the n word and also throws out the casual misogyny and asian fetishization:
yeah, he was a pickup artist by the way. here's a video of him in action. don't watch it it's painfully fucking cringe
here's a few long since deleted posts he'd made on his twitter involving homophobic "jokes":
aside from this, there's very likely more i'm just not aware of--apparently he'd deleted around 15 years' worth of posts on the speedrunning forum the-elite and from his social media, but i know he's also taken donations from notch before who had been visibly and demonstrably alt-right for several years by that point. if there's anything more than this that anyone else has i'd also like to see it.
as an aside, he regularly gets hundreds of thousands, often over a million views on his videos and retains over 900k subscribers. what makes him and others like him crypto isn't just that publically observable evidence of him voicing alt-right ideas and behaviors is incredibly restrained, actually finding information beyond surface level is difficult to begin with. he's still well respected in the community and collaborates with people who are otherwise much more provably reputable, so sometimes even picking someone out by association isn't accurate. the average person has no idea what a dogwhistle even is, so trying to clock a potential fash by the things they don't say is a skill you need to hone by becoming uncomfortably, miserably intimate with them as people and as communities before you can ever even think of picking one out of a crowd.
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Bold of you to assume I wouldn't do a monster engine and bold of you to assume that the first vic- engine wouldn't be Edward. /j
Inspired by the aus of @ohjeeztrains and @gummybuggy
Monster engines are so damn cool.
I mixed in a bunch of animals because I said, "Fuck it. Hybrids ftw." It's so random. I chose dogs, horses, and rhinos. Yes, rhinos. I was going to add horns and I just realized I forgot but you know what, I think its fine like this. I tried fitting on horns earlier but it failed. It looks really odd. The specific breeds I chose for Edward originate from Scotland, because of course I go that deep. 💀💀💀💀
So he's based on the Clydesdale horses, the Gordon Setter dogs, the common rhinos, and the bull horns were from the Highland bulls. Can't do anything without wanting to do research.
The "leaders" (leading wheels) are based on rhinos and the "drivers" (driving wheels) are a combination of horses back legs and the dog paws. I was originally going to make them just horse legs but I started thinking about Emily, who would have "trailers" (trailing wheels). I really want them to be able to kick back but I'm not sure about Emily. Maybe she could kick forward like kangaroos. 💀 Girl stands on her damn trailers and her drivers kick forward, because that's where the power really is. Or she can do both.
I really took in the fighting aspect of it, simply because I find it interesting and it might be something they do more often than their engine counterparts, considering they're (basically) animals. They are slightly easier to tick off. Edward has a pretty good tolerance compared to the others. Basically, start biting or swatting at him and he won't be mad initially. But the longer the biting and swatting goes, the more he gets mad. He'll attack suddenly with a minor warning, which is low growling.
The long tail of nothing but hair looks harmless but its actually used a lot in fighting, too. It's pretty damn heavy so with enough force, it enough to knock another engine over. The ones with the long tails will also cuddle with said tails during the cold seasons or allow the Tank Iron Horse (oh yeah, they're called Iron Horses because why not) to cuddle into them. So now that i mention the name, let me explain it. Iron Horses refers to steam engines only. There's two main types of them: Tank and Tender. Tank Iron Horses have much thinner tails and tend to be small. If they're a Tender-Tank Iron Horse, it's definitely longer but not as thick as the Tender Iron Horses' tails. There's two forms. Regular engine forms, which existed first, and the Iron Horse forms. The Iron Horse forms were extremely unexpected when steam engines began running on railways. It's weird how they work. They can eat many things. Every single one of them is chunky as hell because I said so. They have cat-like instincts and all sorts of different species mixed in, which makes them weirder. Edward will squawk like a seagull. I might actually give him feathers, which i was debating but completely forgot. 🤡 Arthur probably has some mouse aspects to him as his class was nicknamed "Mickey Mouse Tanks." Rebecca could get swirly tail because her class is nicknamed "Spam cans," referring the cans "SPAM" is sold in, which is made of pork. Those tiny details. And I told myself I wouldn't let myself get so invested.
For other engines, I haven't figured it out.
Oh, and the "man-bun" is just the funnel. It slops up like Spencer's funnel does but depending on the height of the funnels, the slope is different.I think that's it. This was all improvised because damn it, this wouldn't leave my thoughts.
Not important, but the "NWR" logo was taken from James' ref sheets because I did not feel like drawing it. The 2 wasn't. I may have reference Edward's old ref sheets but the font is different to the one I chose for the engines. I also erased those layers so I don't even have access to it. Speaking of said design, this is the final palette for Edward's 1992-1995 rebuild. I also got brass wrong. Its not the same as Edward's eye color. Its much more yellow and it looks green when next to green colors.
I want to talk more about it but it'll start diverging into other characters and this post is already getting long. I don't like making posts long. ;-;
#EoSR but monster engines#ttte edward#my art#my concepts#og post wouldn't show up in tags for no reason#i usually ignore it but its bothersome because it means not everything shows up on my blog or anywhere#one of those drawings that i held off drawing due to the anatomy#i think i did pretty decent#i have been sketching a couple other monsters engine that were more similar to ohjeeztrains'#i didnt like how i was doing it so i changed it to this#this is the only concept of this interpretation so far#i have sooo much more in my brain than written here#no its not written anywhere else
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Seven Bridges - Love and Peace?: Chapter 1
Location: Yumenosaki Student Council Room
Characters: Ritsu, Mao & Hitsugi
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< At that time. Yumenosaki Academy, Student Council Room. >
Ritsu: An idol training school of long-standing tradition and achievements to its name: Yumenosaki Academy…
I am the one with the most authority here – the student council president, Ritsu Sakuma.
Today, I have extremely unfortunate news for you all.
Mao: Hey, what’re you doing, Ritsu? Where did you come from? Don’t just sit in the student council president's chair just because you want to.
Ritsu: What’s Maa-kun’s is mine and what’s mine is Maa-kun’s. We’re a couple who shares things between us and love one another.
Mao: I don’t understand. Anyway, if a new student walks in, they’re going to get the wrong idea, so can you not?
Ritsu: It’s not the wrong idea! We’re in love with each other…!
Mao: That’s not what I’m talking about. Don’t call yourself the student council president – they’ll think they hopped into the wrong timeline or something.
Ritsu: What’s a timeline? Can you not use those nerdy manga words?
Mao: I’m not a manga nerd! I just like manga as much as everyone else!
Ritsu: That’s what they all say.
Hitsugi: Hello~? Hello, hello~? Excuse me for interrupting!
Mao: Oh? I see you’re here, Anzu – Sorry for asking you to come all the way here.
Ritsu: Anzu…? It’s been a while since I last saw you but it feels like you’ve changed?
Hitsugi: ……? ……?
Really? I can’t tell!
Ritsu: No, I’m not talking about you.
Mao: Yeah. He’s not Anzu, but uhh, he’s someone from the “producer course” that’s been with Anzu a lot recently. I dunno the details though.
Err, you’re Kurone, right?
Hitsugi: Yes! I’m Hitsugi Kurone, a second-year student in the “producer course”!
I wanted to fulfil my heart’s desire and get Anzu-senpai to pay attention to me and she told me, “You can come if you’d like” so…
I followed with my heart racing! I’m so happy!
Ritsu: …………
Mao: Hm? What’re you doing, Ritsu? Why’re you crawling under the desk…?
Ritsu: I don’t know who this kid is, but I don’t want to get involved with someone other than Anzu from the “producer course”.
Mao: ……?
Hitsugi: Woah! That’s useful knowledge! It’s proper manners to talk under the desk in the student council room, huh! Like this? Is this what I should do?
Ritsu: Can you stay away from me?
Look, Maa-kun gets jealous whenever he sees me chatting with someone else, you know…? ♪
Hitsugi: Whaa~! That’s so passionate! Looks like those rumours were true!
Ritsu: What rumours? Is someone gossiping about our relationship? Tell me the details.
Hitsugi: You told me to stay away so it’ll be hard to have a conversation!
Ritsu: I didn’t tell you not to talk to me.
Mao: ……? I don’t really get it, but oh well. The sun will set if I keep complaining about how strange they’re acting. That’s the first lesson I’ve learnt after becoming the new student council president of Yumenosaki.
Anyway, don’t be shy and come in, Anzu.
I’ll say this over and over again, but I’m really sorry – I called you over despite knowing you were busy.
It’s also pretty complicated to talk about it on “Hallhands”. I prefer talking in person when it comes to things like this.
…Up until last year, if I had something I needed to talk to you about, I could’ve just gone over to the classroom next door.
But it’s a new year and our positions have changed too – It feels like there’s a weird bit of space between us.
“Sorry”, you say? No, there’s no need for you to apologise at all~
Haha. Looks like that part of you hasn’t changed. I’m kinda relieved…♪
Hitsugi: Affair! It’s an affair, Ricchan-san! Your wife is batting his eyelashes at another woman!
Ritsu: What’re you doing? You’re my wife! Don’t you have any sense of ethics!?
Mao: The onlookers sure are noisy… Sorry, things are kinda uneasy, Anzu.
Sit over there. I’ve got something important I need to tell you.
Hitsugi: Is he gonna propose? Is he gonna propose?
Ritsu: Guh, and to think Anzu would beat me to the punch… I was careless because I was satisfied with what I had – Ricchan will reflect on this.
Hitsugi: You haven’t lost yet! You can totally make a comeback! Don’t give up, Ricchan-san!
Ritsu: You’re right! I won’t give up – I’ll muster the courage to confess…!
Mao: Guys, if you really don’t have anything better to do, could you guys just go home…?
Well, I guess I don’t mind. Being surrounded by chaos and noise is what Yumenosaki is all about.
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