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piratefishmama · 4 months

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Fake it till you Make it | Part 21

Eddie wouldn’t necessarily call himself poor. Yes. He lived in a trailer park. But he wouldn’t necessarily call himself poor. He had money, he made bank on being weird for the women of Hawkins, he’d made an easy quick buck dealing back in his high school years, and he had many marketable skills that could get him some kind of menial labour kind of job.

Barback, auto repair, retail, manual labour, and of course, music among the few.

So he was never really poor enough to see moths fly from his wallet in place of cash, never poor enough to miss meals on purpose to save money, or to worry about where his next meal was going to come from while hunger gnawed at his gut.

But being able to just. Walk through a supermarket, without having to look at the price of things before putting them into the cart?

That was a level of financial security that he’d not yet attained, and yet there he was. After being given a second cart for himself, and being assured that he could get anything he thought he and Steve might want while John would grab things for himself and Lynda in his own cart, he was set loose with the simple instruction to meet at the checkouts, John would wait for him if he ended up there first and vice versa.

Eddie didn’t think he’d be finishing first though. There were options. He had options. He didn’t have to look at prices, he didn’t have to grab the cheapest things on the shelf, or look for things reduced in price cause they were about to expire.

He didn’t even have to do mental mathematics for taxes because it didn’t matter!

The only thing he had to worry about, the only thing that made Eddie completely certain in the fact that he’d be making John wait for him at the checkouts, was figuring out what Steve might want to eat without making it way too obvious that he didn’t actually know Steve all that well at all.

He was really starting to wish that he’d just sided with Steve about the pizza.

Okay so, contrary to popular belief given his whole. Keg King persona back in high school. Steve Harrington… couldn’t hold his drink.

At least not anymore. He couldn’t even do a hand stand anymore.

Before, he’d been a killer at it, he could drink and drink and drink, he was like a fish with it, king of the drinking games, lording it over the popular crowd as if it were something to actually be proud of, as if it were a genuine accomplishment to be able to out drink your peers.

But he didn’t drink anymore. At least not nearly as often as he used to.

Alcohol was expensive, and he worked minimum wage.

The most he could do was a six pack from the gas station that he and Robin would split out on a picnic blanket in his back yard, staring up at the sky with nothing but the glow of the pool lights to dim the stars above, laughing about their failed conquests and making plans neither of them could really afford to see through.

Back to the point, Steve, and Lynda Harrington, had found ol Mags’ stash of cheaper reds.

Not quite the big bucks bottles lining the shelves of the wine cellar which Steve, despite them being his now thank you very much grandparents and their ridiculously generous will, wouldn’t touch, but definitely heavy hitting enough to lighten any terrible lows that may have lingered after their earlier spat.

Which led them to their current predicament. Laying on the rug in the living room in front of a crackling fireplace, two glasses of wine between them, and two half empty bottles.

One each of course, they weren’t going to share just one, what were they? Poor?

Steve, feeling curious about a thing that’d come up once as a small, throwaway thought, now the only thing he could think about as he stared at the wooden beams that made up the ceiling and having zero inhibitions stopping him from asking it, so he asked, “How come you never brought up Robin?”

“Hm?” His mother turned to him, cheeks flushed a warm pink, she never could hold her alcohol, he’d gotten that skill from his dad, however fleeting his use of it had been. “Your friend?”

“Yeah, Robbie’s great, why’d you never… why’d you never try’n set me up with Robbie, wh’ts wrong with Robbie?” He didn’t think she meant to laugh quite as condescendingly as she had, but it definitely sounded like that as she burst out laughing. “Tried every girl but Robbie—s’not funny!”

“Oh, sweetheart, my little baby boy, Eddie… Eddie is lovely. You’re not… not thinking of leaving him for Robin are you?” That slight infliction on her name, what was wrong with Robin?! And then— “B’cause, cause… Jesus—baby, sweetie, you’re not— she’s not—it’s not… hm.” She looked at her almost empty glass as if it’d offended her, then placed it down to look at him again “It’s s’not my place… if you don’t know, s’not my place to tell you!”

“What do you know?” He pushed himself up onto his rear, shaking his head for a moment to clear up the spinny feeling that followed him moving “I—I know everything, Robbie tells me everythin but you… you don’t—what do you know about Robbie?”

“Pfft, sweetheart if you want a chance with Robin then, I’m sorry you’re definitely not aware of everything and that’s surprising, does she know you’re… you know… safe? To talk to I mean? You seemed so close I thought she’d have told you!” Granted, half of the words she was saying were slurred, but not slurred enough that he couldn’t make them out, and they were ringing all the alarm bells his brain could possibly conjure.

What did his mother know, and how had she found it out? “I don’t, I just—I was just wondering why you never—I thought maybe you didn’t think she cut it or something stupid, she’s told me everythin but that doesn’t explain why you know… or what you know, what do you know?”

And now his mother was up, sitting up straight doing the exact same thing as him, shaking off that little spinny spin the world decided to do as she sat up too fast. “Robin is perfect, Steven. Truly a one of a kind, kind of young woman.” The slurring had reduced the more serious she’d become, as if the alcohol couldn’t quite touch the severity of what they were now talking about “she also doodles quite obscene things on her shoes. I saw them in the rack not the last time we were home, the time before it? When she stayed the night? Those ratty old canvas things she wore covered in marker scribbles… most young ladies don't doodle breasts on their shoes, and they certainly don’t write about going 'down' on someone’s sister… I… figured it out. I also know that this isn’t something we should be talking about without her being aware of it.” Or at all, really.

She was right. As usual, his mother was right, he even knew she was right about the pizza, he always broke out a little after Tony’s, a few spots would always appear around his mouth that’d drive him insane, so he knew she was right about the groceries too, but yet…

It was so hard to admit that she was right.

“She uh… she was talking about what you guys were doin before we came out here y’know?” But if his mother knew about Robin then… maybe it wasn’t bad to talk about it. His mom regarded him with a curious expression but didn’t ask him to elaborate, didn’t stop him from elaborating either though “the matchmaking thing? I was complaining about it, cause… y’know… I had someone already” no he didn’t, but the excuse of ‘they all sucked’ probably wouldn’t go down very well. “And she said she wished you’d try setting her up with someone…” it was probably a joke but then…

Robin had been struggling.

The uncertainty in approaching queer dating in a small town like Hawkins was… scary. It was terrifying. They were only getting older, there’d only be so many more chances to experience things and trying to experience things later in life while being a big ol bundle of inexperienced anxiety?

Not fun, Steve didn’t want that for Robin. He wanted her to experience things. To be confident in herself because he loved her. He wanted nice things for her. And nice things involved kissing pretty ladies.

“Really?” Oh that little lightbulb, the devious little twinkle in her eyes, her passion reignited, aimed at a much more deserving and probably receptive target “Oh! Sweetie she should have said, second we get home, give her my personal number, okay? It’s up to her to call me but I would— I have a rolodex of names, an it’ll only the best for—for Robin.” Lynda would find that girl a hot sugar mama even if it killed her.

“You’d do that for her?” Steve put a hand to his chest, touched in a way he couldn’t really describe.

“Oh sweetheart, of course I’d do that for her, she makes you so happy, you just… you light up whenever you’re around her an I know it’s not cause you’re dating her because, unless there’s another conversation we need to be having, you’re really not her type. I know she makes you happy. And I know—I know I don’t say it very often—” her voice was wibbling, and oh boy if she was going to cry, then he’d start crying and they’d be a mess “but I’d—" her voice cracked, oh no “I’d move mountains for—for anything—anyone that makes you happy, sweetheart.”

And that was how Eddie and John found them ten minutes later after shaking the snow from their bodies, grocery bags in hand. The mother and son duo bawling together on the carpet, two bottles into the reds, wondering a very simple “what the fuck...?” voiced by a very confused Eddie.

#PirateWrites #FakeItTillYouMakeItFiclet #Steddie #No Upside Down AU #Fake Dating AU #Robbies gonna get HOOKED UP when they get home #i promise

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ellies-little-gun · 1 year

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When Ellie was designing her tattoo, she considered putting a butterfly in it. As a way to honor Sarah, the older sister she never got to meet but still loves. Wants a way to remember her, to keep her with her even though she's gone. She didn't, went with the moth instead. Told Joel it was symbolic of looking for the light, looking for the good, in every situation. Doesn't tell him about the butterfly at all. Definitely doesn't tell him that she didn't do the butterfly because she was scared of his reaction. Was unsure of whether he would want her honoring Sarah. After all, Ellie isn't family. Not my daughter and all that. She didn't think she could stand to hear him say it again. Because they haven't said what they are to each other and it's fine. What they have works and labels are fucking stupid anyway.

But one night, after a particularly horrible nightmare that she can't remember the details of when she wakes up, can only remember that she couldn't find Joel and she was alone in the inky darkness, she tells him. Wakes screaming and he comes to her, holds her close to his chest until she remembers who she is, where she is. He traces the leaves of her tattoo, on nights like this. She thinks it's a way for him to remind himself that she's here and alive and safe. That he couldn't save Sarah but he did save her.

And so she tells him, about the butterfly. About the memorial to a sister she never got to meet. A girl with a killer smile who was taken from the world too soon. About being scared Joel would be upset, because Sarah isn't anything to Ellie. Not really, but she still wants to honor her, wants to be one of the people that remember her. Joel gets all teary-eyed and she thinks she fucked up. Is just about to backtrack, to tell him she was kidding when he pulls her into his side, kisses her head.

Says I think that's a great idea, Kiddo.

And so they get matching tattoos. Monarch butterflies because they were Sarah's favorite. Joel gets his right over his heart. So he can hold Sarah close to his chest, like he did when she was a baby. Ellie gets hers on her left shoulder blade. Because she likes the idea of Sarah watching her back. Puts it on her left shoulder blade and not her right so she can keep Sarah near her heart too.

They go at different times to get them, because patrol rotations and whatnot. Ellie goes first, shows Joel the second he walks through the door. He gives it a nod and a looks real good Kiddo. When Joel gets home from getting his, she badgers him into showing her as soon as he walks in the door. She's shocked by what she sees when he moves his flannel out of the way. There's a monarch butterfly over his heart, Sarah written in loopy font underneath it. But there's a moth there too. The same moth Ellie has on her arm, Ellie's name written in blocky letters underneath it.

The shock must show on her face because Joel shrugs and says couldn't have one of my girls without the other, could I?

And Ellie will deny it to the day she dies, but she cries just a little, when she hugs him. Because she's one of his girls.

#this ignores part two because I say so #but have another headcanon guys #does this count as a headcanon? I have no idea #I'm designing my first tattoo and this popped into my head #tlou headcanons #tlou #hbo tlou #ellie williams #joel miller #Z talks #Z writes #my thoughts #my post #my headcanons

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fandom-go-round · 5 months

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Hello. Do you have any headcanons of Pig, Huntress and Artist (dbd) dating S/O, who's good at reading facial expressions?

Thank you for your patience Anon! I hope that you enjoy these!

Warnings: Implied Canon Typical Violence, Implied Unhealthy Relationships, Stalking, Questionable Mental States (Non Sexual)

The Pig:

Amanda appreciates that you’re so good at reading people. Or in this case mask expressions. She doesn’t like to take her mask off, even outside trails. This means that if you want to get to know her, you need to get to know her through the mask. Her mask isn’t very expressive but there are clues you can look for to figure out how she’s feeling. A head tilt means she’s listening, her head going back means she’s annoyed. Amanda says a lot with very little once you learn how to read her.

Her eyes show a lot of emotion and you often stand so that you can see them clearer in the light. She thinks it’s odd you’ll stand just off to the left or directly in front of her but there’s a reason. Pig isn’t going to stop you from doing what you want, even if it’s going to get you hurt. She thinks it’s funny when you go to get a better angle and then trip on a tree root or step into a hole. Her laughter might sound mocking but it’s one of the only times you hear her laugh so you’ll take it.

She will get jealous if you spend time reading the other killers like you do her. She wants to be special to you and takes that very seriously. Even if you’re only doing it to stay alive, a part of her is going to be huffy. Make sure to spend extra time with her or ask her what she wants to do. Amanda will take things into her own hands and if you really want to see her face, this might be a good way to gently hint that she needs to express herself. The Pig might grumble but she does care about you and wants you to be happy.

The Huntress:

It’s not something that Anna notices at first, she’s too busy watching you. You’re so interested in the world around you that it can be hard to look away. She’s drawn to you like a moth to flame. It takes some time for her to notice that more often than not you’re staring back at her. She knows that it’s hard to tell what she looks like and where her attention is, her mask is designed that way on purpose. Even so, you always seem to know when she’s watching and it makes her feel good to have so much of your attention.

It can unnerving to be the center of your attention; you read her so well and it makes her feel vulnerable. Anna isn’t use to being the one exposed, the one hunted. There’s a part of her that likes it and another that hates it. When she first realizes that you can read her like a book she’s not pleased, not taking it out on you but stomping around trials. As she gets used to it and understands that it’s part of how you express your affection, it gets a lot easier for her to handle. On bad days it can still be too much and she’ll end to spend some time alone before spending time with you again.

Anna is fairly neutral if you’re good at reading other people. It makes her smile behind her mask when you route other killers or tease the other survivors. She doesn’t get jealous easily but when she does, it’s with other killers who have masks. She knows the kind of focus you have to have to read them that well and it can make her feel insecure. Give her extra affection after trails like this and all will be forgiven.

The Artist:

She thinks that it’s fitting you’re able to read her so well. Carmina isn’t very expressive anymore and does her best to come off as cold and elusive. She can’t deny that she’s been drawn to you but the better you get at reading her, the more she wants to follow you. It’s your eyes she later realizes, when the urge to stalk is gone and she’s thinking about the trial. She loves your eyes; even more so when they’re fixed on her. She becomes determined to keep your attention as much as possible.

It’s not hard for Carmina to keep you entranced; she has a presence that’s hard to ignore but when you’re in her sights? You’re only torn away when it’s forced. It doesn’t start as love, it’s defiantly fascination but it goes from like to love quickly. She loves that she hardly needs to say anything, one glance and you know what she’s feeling. It’s a power rush she hasn’t felt in a while and she embraces it completely.

Carmina begins to show off when she knows you’re looking, making things seem completely random but it’s all for you. It’s flattering to see new pieces of art that relate to you in some way. It’s not super obvious but it may be more use of your favorite color or a landscape you enjoy. She’s not easily jealous but she does get annoyed if people have no idea you’re together. When she wants everyone to know they will and then her affection can overflow like a river.

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ladytohruu · 5 months

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Monster

❒ PAIRINGS: Killer!KyojuroRengokuXReader

❒ CW: Mentions of Murder

❒ BACK STORY: it’s a Friday night and after months of hiding due to seeing a terrible event unfold, you’re waiting in front of the movie theatre for your group of friends to show up, not knowing that they brought a familiar face.

It’s like you’ve seen a ghost.

Something, or to be more precise, someone you have tried many times to get it out of your head yet comes back with a vengeance once you think you have finally done. You must be going mad because as you’re standing there waiting for your group to approach you, they appeared in the crowd and with your peers no less.

Why are they here? Who invited them here?

The golden question appears bright in your mind. Like a moth to a flame, you start searching for answers inside your own mind but soon realize that you know only they can answer but knew you couldn’t, no you mustn’t ask them. Your mind starts to slowly go into a frenzy asking the same thing over and over. Why why why why why?

This cannot be happening.

But it is. And the worst part of it all is that while you’re frozen in place with a look of terror on your face, your friends, accompanied by the monster, are starting to approach you. Some with looks of worry and others with looks of happiness on their faces. They are saying things, nothing their hands in the air trying to snap you out of your frozen state but to no avail. You were too busy trying to find a way out of there. Trying to find a way to escape.

There’s still time to run.

There is but not much. Since they have spotted you, they are more that ready to run after you if needed and you don’t know if you will be fast enough to get away but you must. You MUST for it’s the only way that you’ll be able to survive. They don’t know what you know about the ghost. They don’t know that they are murderers. That you saw with your own two eyes what they have done, what they are capable of and you’re hoping they never do. But one question is remaining, why haven’t you started to run yet?

Before you realized, you were surrounded by your peers. Laughter and questions could be heard all around you but all you could do was silent stare in terror as the person, the ghost who has haunted your nightmares and was the original reason for you shutting yourself in your apartment for months standing a couple feet away.

You can still make a run for it.

But you wouldn’t because even though your mind was made up and ready to sprint, your body became unresponsive, cemented to the ground you stood on. A smile slowly forming on his face. His eyes met yours with such intensity that it made your body shake. As your friend proceeded to pull him towards where you were standing to introduce him to you, nails dig into your arm accompanied by a forced panicked smile. You’re doomed.

You can’t run now.

Shivers coursed down your spine as you friend happily introduced you to her new friend. You attempt to crack a smile but felt too uncomfortable to do so. Standing not feet but inches away from you was the person, no the monster that you have been trying to avoid for fear that he might have figured out that you were a witness to his heinous act was now in front of you.

“You friend must be shy. That’s okay!” He says while smiling at your friend. “My names Kyojuro! May I know your name?”

Eyes wide and beaming down at you like the white hot scorching sun, his smile widens and you can see the tips of his canines peak, burning you down to the bone. A husky, deep tone vibrates from him, forcing your eyes make contact. You can feel the energy coursing through him and can tell that the energy was not that of a good person but of a trained killer. Your throat goes dry from the awkward silence making speaking impossible. Before you could, someone from the crowd yelled that it was time to go in, making everyone hurriedly rush inside the building.

“Maybe next time” he says while still maintaining eye contact, scanning your face and body to see how you would react but was met with only a nod. It’s suffocating and almost makes you want to vomit but you hold out until you no longer can see him in the crowd. As soon as you’re certain, you make a run for it, not thinking twice about looking back. There’s no way you’re staying there and you make sure that there’s never a next time.

God you wish there’s never a next time. But wishing and luck can only get you so far.

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psychofreakforc · 11 months

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Random thought about tara figuring out she's bisexual and how sam found out

Okay, so sam left when tara was 13(??) So it's very likely that she still hadn't figured out her sexual orientation.

Sam leaves, and tara starts spending more and more time with amber, that's when she figures out she might like girls... but she knows she finds some boys attractive too, that can't be possible...RIGHT?. Tara is very confused, she wants to talk about it with someone, but the only person who might have understood her was sam, but sam is gone, so the only person left is her neglectful moth- NO! no, that's not gonna happen.

Tara decides to find something that could be useful on the Internet, and that's how tara figures out that she's bisexual. She ends up talking to mindy about it, and needless to say, mindy was very supportive.

Mindy, to show her support, started sending tara every male and female celebrity she finds attractive.

Tara, with mindy's help, becomes more and more confident about her bisexuality, to the point where she is finally comfortable enough to talk about it with chad, wes, liv, and ofc Amber.

Woodsboro is a small town and definitely not the safest place for lgbtq+ people. After Tara's coming out, Chad, Mindy, and Amber created the "tara defence squad." Tara thought it was pretty stupid, but it does feel good to be appreciated just the way you are.

So, yeah, life might not have been fair to tara, She's got a shitty mother, an absentee father, and a sister who also left her, but HEY! at least she has a supportive friend group... Oh, and she gets to call THE Amber Freeman her girlfriend. Tara is finally happy. What could possibly go wrong?

(Let's suppose the scream 5 events happened based on the original script)

Tara gets attacked brutally in her own house by someone wearing a ghostface costume. Tara is in the hospital bed when she sees sam, her sam, her big sister, standing right there, smiling at her.

Something that sam notices almost immediately is how close Tara and Amber seem to be... but they're best friends? Of course they're close, right?... But then again, mindy and chad are also tara's friends... Why doesn't she act like that with them, too?.

Sam decides to forget about it, she has a way bigger problem than the possibility of her little sister being in a relationship with amber freeman. (Because the problem, in the first place, was never that tara was dating a woman, but AMBER FREEMAN OUT OF ALL WOMEN? REALLY TARA?)

She goes to see the only person who could be useful enough in this ghostface situation they've got going on: Dewey Riley. he does say something about not trusting the love interest... and sam can't stop thinking about it (why can't she fucking stop thinking about it?)

What if Amber IS tara's love interest AND ghostface?? That would change everything, wouldn't it?

Turns out sam was right, Amber was the killer, and she just saw her little sister shooting her in the head. She still doesn't know if tara and Amber were more than just friends, but there's so much sadness in tara's eyes... why didn't she feel like that after killing Richie, her boyfriend Richie?

They don't talk about it, Amber is never mentioned betweet sam and tara.

The funny thing about sam finding out she was right all along and tara IS bisexual and she was in a relationship with Amber is that there was no coming out, no emotional talk between sisters, no big explanation... NOTHING

Sam finds out when, one night, her and tara were having a sisterly movie night, and tara kept rambling about how hot that actress was... but also how hot that actor was.

Tara: why are you looking at me like you've seen a ghost?

Sam: you're... i mean- you like- i just- the- girls and boys?

Tara: Is this your way of asking me if i'm bisexual? Yes, Samantha, i thought i made it clear. I didn't take you for the homophobic kind of sister

Obviously, tara knows that sam is not homophobic. She just likes how frustrated sam looks right now.

The all problem with sam not being sure of tara's sexual orientation is that sam regrets not being there for her when she needed it, and that tara had to figure it out all on her own and with a mother who couldn't care less about her.

#after that day sam became like one of those ally mothers who buy everything with Rainbows on it #tara appreciates the effort #sam ended up buying tara a bisexual flag to hang in her room #because tara is a little shit she still makes fun of sam for being homophobic #sam gets so angry when she says that and doesn't talk to tara for a good 10 minutes #if you hadn't notice i'm a big bisexual tara thruther #this was supposed to be short but i got carried away #i'm sorry for the bad writing this is my first time doing something like this #tara carpenter #sam carpenter #scream 5 #scream vi #chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin

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animeyanderelover · 2 years

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I’m sorry for not posting anything for such a long time but I’ve just been under huge stress😭.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, manipulation, blackmailing, sabotage, jealousy, stalking, overprotective behavior, violence, abduction, isolation, death

Yandere Reaper Hc’s

⚫️You confuse him but in a good way. There is just something about your personality that draws the assassin to you like a moth to a fire, somehow you really are a warm light in his otherwise boring and violent life. You’re normal and warm, even if you have your own shenanigans and that’s incredibly refreshing for Koro. He’s an immense stalker, silently amused when he catches you being clumsy or quietly adoring you when you’re doing something cute. Don’t forget who is watching you though as he at the same time observes and memorizes everything as soon as he notices it. Your habits, routine and hobbies are quickly learned and he adjusts his schedule accordingly. You won’t notice when he’s standing at night in front of your house since you’re already asleep. Koro has even broken into your house a couple of times already, memorized the interior and chances are high and good that he’s stolen items that remind him of you.

⚫️You’ll notice that everyone who has harmed you or annoyed you disappears, some are even found dead later on. All the work of your silent admirer who is quite protective. His life literally started in an environment filled with crimes and blood but you’re so sweet and precious! He wants to keep you safe from anyone who tries to harm you, wants to keep that smile on your face alive. He even sends you gifts sometimes to see you happy. Eventually he starts seeking you out in public by bumping into you on purpose, he longs to have your eyes on him and hear your voice, talking to him. He’s amicable, although somewhat blunt with his words and behavior, especially his touches yet his darling can’t help but find him quite cute and endearing. His black eyes which stare so curiously and lost in adoration remind of a puppy. Despite the friendly smile, Koro is extremely possessive and obsessive though. Whilst he can initially stop thinking about you when he wants to, at one point your face is the only thing he sees in his mind, even when he closes his eyes. A deep desire stirs up inside of his chest and he longs for you and your warm touches.

⚫️Actually really jealous yet his face never changes. Initially he doesn’t know where this irritating itch comes though he knows that he wants to get rid of this itch as soon as possible. It isn’t until the Reaper has finally come to terms with his own feelings that he realizes that he is jealous. He keeps his distance which increases his longing and makes him much more jealous around people you’re close to, especially hugs and touches elicit a pull inside of his heart. If he knows beforehand that you’re going to meet someone, he follows you within a safe distance in public. He’ll even go as far as to hack your phone and install trackers to find you alongside of doing the same thing with everyone you’re close to. He won’t allow you to like anyone else nor someone trying to woo you. As smitten as he is, he’s a cold-blooded killer ready to threaten and kill everyone he sees as too close to you. He’s even quite insensitive to your sadness afterwards. Might go easy and only threaten and blackmail someone though if he knows that it’ll greatly upset you since his heart clenches painfully when he sees your tears and unhappiness.

⚫️Whilst there is a chance that he’ll spare friends, Koro will absolutely not forgive anyone who hurts you or bullies you. Car accidents, poison or a stealthy murder scene. They’re finely crafted and planned murders as expected from an assassin of his reputation. Clean and without leaving any traces that could lead back to him. He’s rarely messy except in the heat of a moment or in a scenario where he’s already been in the position of the labor rat but kept his human form mostly since his strength has grown incredibly, not to mention that he’d be paranoid after the loss of Aguri.

⚫️There is such grace about it all and so much care put into it. His darling falls asleep at night in their own room and the next time they wake up, they find themselves into a completely different environment with a young man lingering curiously over them, one they might faintly recognize from previous encounters. Koro is incredibly calm, a serene smile on his face with which he hopes to soothe his darling a bit. He’s not afraid to restrict them with ease though, highlighting the clear difference in powers and skill for you. Very honest, naively blunt even, to admit that he has fallen in love with you, plans to keep you safe in here since he longed for you for so long. If you ask him any questions about how long he’s known you or what things he did, there is seemingly no filter as he answers everything with honesty. He maintains eye contact, his eyes never leave you and it only creeps you out more.

⚫️You always feel like he’s watching you and honestly, he most likely is. Your presence is addicting so the man always tries to be with you when he has the time. Constantly touches you too, his hands rub your hands or back or he caresses your hair, it’s like his hands always find their ways to touch you somehow. He encourages you to touch him too, you sense that he loves skin-ship very quickly. Whilst you already have a good idea of what he really is, Koro keeps his occupation and missions a secret, at least he seems to know that this would completely knock you out. He wants to separate that world from yours, you don’t need to know. He’s especially frightening in the scenario where he was able to keep his powers and maintain human form since he’s far more paranoid after the death of Aguri, far more possessive and far more protective.

#yandere assassination classroom #yandere ansatsu kyoushitsu #yandere koro #yandere korosensei #yandere reaper

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2023 character wrapped, tagged by @dentpx <3

this list took me so long to come up with lmaooo

list based on who i was drawing art of and posting gifs of throughout the year and who i was most deranged about (none of these are in any sort of order)

Harvey Dent/Two Face (DC) 🤍🖤🧡💜 he was my twitter pfp for like half the year, Harvey’s the most special guy 2 me always. I made a zine for him this year and everything. i drew him like 35 times and has one gifset

Lenny Fiasco/The Easer (DC) he’s such my silly <3 he’s in like one comic but he’ll always be famous to me. i drew him like 5 times and tried to campaign for him to win character polls (he lost but its okay he won in my heart)

Johnathon Ohnn/Spot (atsv) he caused me such severe brain damage after that movie fr. i drew him like 8 times and made the ugliest gifset ever

Curt Connors/Lizard (Marvel) darling Curtis this was his year so much so that 3 of him are here they are different enough 2 me <3 i drew him like 15ish times or something

Curt Connors/Lizard (TASM) many conflicting feelings, but also ive drawn him like 10 times this year so he goes in the wrapped in a better world he would’ve been wet in a sewer for more of the movie, also the scene where he has a mouse in his pocket would still be in the movie and not a deleted part

Curt Connors/Lizard (Spider-Man 2 PS5) i got this game only because he was in it, he’s so blorbo sometimes like a wet cat to me. i made like 3 gifsets of him

Drury Walker/Killer Moth (DC) absolute win my special guy got to be in comics this year i was so happy for him, he used his wings to keep himself dry from the rain 💚 i didn’t draw him that much, but i was actively reading the comic he was in

Mac Gargan/Scorpion (Spider-Man 2 PS5) he was so cunty and slayful, in the game for like 5 minutes but he had so much impact. the only character i went out of the way to look at gameplay footage from the first game. i made 1 gifset of him

Adrian (Little Nicky) 😔 yeagh he’s so hot and his red coat is so cunty… he’s my current twitter pfp, i ended up having to order like 5 acrylic stands of him because the manufacturer i use doesn’t let you buy just 1

there are some characters i dont post about so they are not here <3 its already bad enough that i have 2 on here played by the actor ™

edit: i wrote all this a few days ago, and didn’t post because i was like “oh i probably shouldn’t have the same guy here 3 time 😑” but i do not care anymore its being posted now

#idk who 2 tag anyone feel free to do this if you want ig #also my little nicky Adrian acrylic stand is home now i have him <3

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Y’all I’m finally doing references ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

I mean, kind of. I had a little bit of time to do one, so I thought I’d start with the one that’s the most confusing. XD It was a little quickly drawn, especially since I didn’t originally plan for the skeleton version, but it’s good enough to get the gist of his design! This also gives me a chance to edit some design aspects I wasn’t totally happy with, specifically Nightmare’s bones!

Please do ignore any bad bone anatomy, it’s called Magic, and I hope the noodle boi makes a lil more sense now—

Note: because this is his main ref post, I’ll likely edit his information on and off when I think of something else to add or feel I need to tweek something already here. So this will be updated as we go! (〜￣▽￣)〜

Nightmare, Guardian of Negativity

Full Dragon Form Reference

Half Dragon Form Reference (WIP)

Dragon Breath:

Negative Fog

This smokey gas enhances the negative feelings of those around them, the intensity depending on what kind of intent Nightmare puts into it. That does mean it can be nearly harmless, if properly used. It’s completely opaque, so most victims caught up in it would loose all sight, left wandering in the complete darkness. He has a slight control over its very form as well, so if he wanted to, he could open bubbles inside to keep the fog from majorly effecting specific people, or just control where it goes. Without his presence, the fog will slowly dissipate by itself.

In use, Nightmare can either allow the victims to suffer on their own, or he can further torment them himself. The complete darkness makes his white bones and eyelights stand out drastically, creating a ghostly effect. Or, using his regular shape shifting, he could also taunt them as figures they know, similar to what he did to Cross in Underverse.

Downsides: Having too much magic or not enough control can cause him to puff fog out without his intending to and/or choke on it. Alongside that, his fog only enhances the negative feelings of a person. If someone feels absolutely no negative emotions, it’s completely ineffective.

General Abilities:

• Nightmare keeps all of his usual abilities:

- General negative aura, and absorbing other’s negative emotions

- Tentacles, while not naturally formed, can still be summoned from his back

- As previously mentioned, he can still shape shift — this means traveling via shadow-like puddle as well

- Mostly immune to physical weapons, with some exceptions

• Often uses his tail like a whip to either trip people up, or slice at them.

• Though he has no wings, his claws make it extremely easy to crawl around surfaces like walls/ceilings, through trees, or even up his own bookshelves!

• He is also not against stabbing someone with the spike on his snout.

Hoard:

Due to his past of being alone and afraid most of his days, and his guilt over accidentally turning Dream to stone, Nightmare has latched onto unfortunate monsters in unfortunate circumstances with a desire (that he thoroughly ignored and denied for a very long time) to help and give them a sort of friend/family. The first of his hoard was Horror, who he found around a year after getting out of his own dead AU. Horror’s hopeless negativity drew him in like a moth to a flame, and, upon seeing the large skeleton’s struggles to keep those around him alive, Nightmare felt the need to help him, and provide him a better life.

It didn’t take long for them to find an AU with a proper home (a castle, of course, as, even if subconsciously, Nightmare knew he’d be collecting more wayward souls), and his desire to have Horror near was disguised as having the mortal work for him. Soon, he’d come to give the same deal to Dust, Killer, and Cross, all while slowly coming to accept that no, these are not just subordinates to him, and finally coming to completely relax around them all.

He also offered this deal to people like Red, Edge, Razz, Error, specific Charas and Floweys, etc, all of whom turned him down, leading Nightmare to experience the pain of not being able to hoard properly. Eventually, he does add Ccino to his hoard as well, and even Dream later on (though neither with the same “deal” as the others).

Extra Info:

• Dream is not his biological brother — they had a brother-like relationship, but neither really considered each other as such.

• Regarding his more skeletal form, this is essentially his equivalent to the others’ unsummoned ectobody look, but for a different reason. As a full dragon, Nightmare doesn’t typically have an ectobody, as his corruption creates that form for him. However, if he were to sort of retract that corruption enough, or if he was low on magic, it would reveal more of his skeletal structure. This also holds the risk of exposing more of his bones, as shown in the reference, so it’s not something he often does.

• In the Dragon Balance AU, I go by the headcanon that Nightmare’s original bones are still present rather than completely turned into the corruption. However, after eating the dark apple, the negativity essentially broke out of his bones, shattering them into very tiny pieces. The corruption is able to “glue” him together, hence why his dragon form can show off that bone in so many places, and also why he’s slightly bigger than Dream now. These many cracks are barely visible, unless you actively are looking for them (this is why I changed the color of his bones to a dark cyanish grey as well— to show that it isn’t just pure white bone). Because they are such small pieces, he’s able to shape himself however he needs, but ultimately there’s only one way all those pieces fit back together.

And yes, this does mean that he’s in constant pain. But, after centuries of dealing with it, he hardly notices anymore.

• Surprisingly enough, in all the years of their fighting, Nightmare and Dream kept their balance almost perfectly. Because of this, neither went on a dragon rampage to fix it, and thus never knew they were actual dragon shifters in the first place until the start of Tipping the Scales.

• Nightmare primarily loafs. It’s the easiest way to sleep, since he can’t lay his head down properly with the spikes on his chin. He does occasionally lay on his side though, especially when sleeping in Dream’s hoard.

#dragon balance au #undertale #undertale multiverse #undertale fanart #undertale au #nightmare sans fanart #nightmare sans #nightmare!sans #dreamtale #dreamtale nightmare #dreamtale nightmare fanart #dragon au #reference sheet #undertale fanfiction #undertale fanfic

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The AU where William and Elizabeth's parent/child dynamic is that of Killer Moth and Kitten is pretty funny, and if I do ever make anything for it, I'll be sure to credit you!

That gets me thinking, though, in terms of Kitten's boyfriend, Fang...

1) In the Demon Slayer AU, will Elizabeth be expected to find herself a "prince" once she turns of age to make more offspring? Is it someone William picks out himself, or is she to find a male on her own?

2) For the rebuilt AU, you've mentioned that William is old fashioned. Does William plan to have his children "grow up"? Since Elizabeth is to be expected to act like a lady, mostly taking after her mother, is she meant to be trained to be a housewife? If Elizabeth were to end up developing a crush, how would William take it? Would there be some kind of loyalty test for her crush? Straight up off him and make look like a tragic accident? Kidnap and enslave him, so if Elizabeth were to step out of line, instead of punishing Michael, he punishes her crush? Or would he think of her crush as just another "playmate" for her?

Sorry this is so long, I'm just genuinely curious about where William stands for possible future suitors for his daughter.😅

If you or anyone else does anything with that idea be sure to let me know! I’d love to see what people do with the idea since I don’t have time to do anything with it.

1) Elizabeth has a while to grow up before William would consider her ready to get a mate of some sort, as in a century or two. William would definitely be the one to pick them out for her as he mostly views his children as experiments and would be picking a suitor for Elizabeth based on certain genetic factors to see how the offspring would turn out.

Any mate of Elizabeth’s would be treated as lower class than her though and expected to bend to her every whim. Elizabeth would most likely go through several mates as her own cruelty would lead her to killing them off or because William considers the results of their pairing a failure and would get her a new mate for her in the hopes of better success.

2) It’b be a long long time before William would allow any of his children to “grow up” because he’s spent so long trying to get them all back together and reenact the “happier days” that he wouldn’t be willing to let them go. If the day ever came that he would let them grow up and get married, all their potential spouses would require William’s approval. Any that don’t meet his approval requires his children to immediately cut all ties with them and if the rejected suitor continued to pursue Elizabeth or the others, William would find ways to ruin their lives financially and socially. If William even suspects that one of his children is sneaking behind his back to visit a crush he doesn’t approve of, he’ll make them disappear.

#soniccrazygal answers #afton slayer au #rebuilt au #willam afton #elizabeth afton

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kakusu-shipping · 1 year

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Where were you the day Mondatta died?

a self insert fic about loss, grief, and the stages we go through.

Ramattra was in a Talon meeting, under an agreement he’d regretted making. He was mad, he was rash, and now he’d face the consequences of his actions

Akande Ogundimu, more commonly know as Doomfist, stood proud, a live feed from Talon’s best assassin playing on a holo projection before him. Next to Ramattra was Maximillien, the highest ranked Omnic in Talon, just there for the ravager’s personal comfort.

They’d both assured him of this assassin’s efficiency, how she always hits her mark. One shot, one kill, they’d all said. When he’d had a moment, Ramattra couldn’t help but question her on this reputation.

“Everyone misses” she had answered, and now here Ramattra stood in a room of people he despised watching the brother he loved through the eyes of a killer he himself requested.

Ramattra’s grip on his staff would be enough to crush the woman’s spine three times over, as he stared unwavering at the screen, and prayed for the first time in a long time for a miracle

In an hour, the deal would be set. Mondatta would be dead, and Ramattra, his troops, his Omnics, his skills, would belong to Talon.

He would have no time to mourn in the long hours following his brother’s death. He would have no time to reflect on those back at the Shambali, the family he’d abandoned, and how they may be dealing with the loss. He would have no time to allow the pain of his choices to sink in.

And in the quiet hours, the few of them he had, he would return to the day he’d met Mondatta. Caked in blood and oil, alone on a battle field somewhere in New York city, he’d point his gun to the Monk, trembling. Mondatta would approach him and gently lay the gun to rest. He’d embrace the ravager, staining his beautiful white and gold robes in blood and oil, and Ramattra would cling to him, whimpering like a child, unable to face what he’d been made to do.

Could he face it now? Could he stand on battle fields of his own making and face his past again, knowing for sure this time his brother would not come to embrace him as he once had, sharing in the stains of his past

He had no time to ponder such things. What’s done is done. He had no time for regret, he had no time for doubt. It was time to push forward, to take what he’d been given and what he’d asked for and use it to better his people’s lives.

The time for action is now.

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Genji and Zayne, Shimadas healed in the Shambali temples, were on tour. A journey of helping, of time off, of moments spent together free as they’d ever been.

They’d stopped in Point Pleasant, West Virginia, a small city with a little silly bit of history they both enjoyed looking into.

In moments they’d overhear someone watching the news a little too loudly in public about the loss of Mondatta. Their carefree moment of exploration around a funny man moth driven town ruined. They’d be left crushed, huddled together in a back alley attempting in vein to calm each other down

Moments from now they’d both experience grief worse than they’d felt sense Genji first died, grief over a man who loved them, who welcomed them into his home and brought them to a family that would stand by them as they healed and grew.

They would find a hotel, and grieve over night. They next day they’d pack up, and return to the Shambali to find the village quiet, in mourning, monks locked away in their homes in meditation, grieving as Zayne and Genji had.

Emile would force a smile to welcome them, and apologize for the quiet. They wouldn’t see Zenyatta.

A week would pass, sitting in silence by a crackling fire, Genji would face his little brother.

“I want to find Hanzo.” The older couldn’t bare to loose any more family, and his brother was out there, lost, thinking himself alone in a sea of his own thoughts, thinking Genji dead and gone from this world. “I want him to know I’m still here. That I still.. love him.”

It would be hard on them, the older and younger so close, and yet still so distant. A love just rekindled, splitting.

They would continue to travel, separated by entire oceans. Would they keep in contact? Could they keep in contact? A family split, miles and miles of land and sea separating them.

That would be their future. For now, in this moment, they sit together in an alley in Point Pleasant, West Virginia, crying together for the loss of someone they’d known their entire new lives.

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Emile was in a bar, packed full with his family, other students of the Shambali, Omnics big and small.

The bar tender had turned on the live broadcast of Mondatta’s speech. They didn’t have a television in the Monastery, and this bar was the only place open late enough to catch most of Mondatta’s touring live.

The room was hot with tightly packed monks, machines whirring and scraping together as they chatted amongst themselves, always a buzz to leave the temple.

Emile sat at the bar, a cup of orange juice in hand as he once again thanked the bar tender of letting them all take control of his television. He never minded, liked seeing the monks, he’d say, they always seemed so chipper.

In just a few seconds the atmosphere would change. All would go dead silent as Mondatta fell limp on the television.

No one would speak, no one would move. The humans in the rooms would hold their breath and wait.

Waiting for anything other than what they’d just witnessed to be true.

They’d all wait for hours in that little bar. They’d barrow phones from passers by. They’d knock on near by doors. The entire town would be up, awaiting an update, news on Mondatta’s situation.

Within two hours it would be officially announced that Mondatta has died.

There was only one who could shed tears in that bar that night, despite the near hundred people packed in together. He would cry enough for all of them.

In the coming days the Shambali Monastery would grow silent. Monks holed up in their homes, deep in meditation and prayer. The village would become a ghost town, spare one little human.

Emile just couldn’t do it. He couldn’t sleep in that home, knowing Mondatta would never return. He couldn’t wear those robes, knowing Mondatta would never straighten them for him again. He couldn’t sit to meditate, knowing Mondatta could never sit by his side once more.

So he cleaned, in his sweater and jeans that no longer fit quiet as nicely as they once had. He swept snow off the stairs and dusted the sanctum and washed laundry that had already been cleaned thrice over.

He would not eat, he would sleep, for a near 4 days the human kept himself busy, and never once would he step foot in Mondatta’s home.

He’d smile when Zayne and Genji would come back. He’d tell the townsfolk the village was doing just fine when he’d go to get supplies. He’d keep himself busy as the monks around him mourned.

And in 5 days time, he would collapse in the snow, dressed in few too little clothes, just as he had the day he’d arrived at the Shambali. And like that day he will be saved by a monk he’d come to know better than all the rest.

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On that day, the day they’d lost Mondatta, Zenyatta was at home, in meditation. He loved his brother dearly, but watching his speeches at protests was starting to get rather same-y. The monk needed new lessions, Zenyatta had thought to himself.

He’d be unaware of the loss for another 2 hours, until the chimes of the temple rang out, and he would join his siblings at the sanctum, and hear the news from the group that had gone into town.

Like everyone else, Zenyatta would lock himself away in his home. Sat against a wall he would stare blankly, perusing the web in his own head for any and all sources he could find on Mondatta’s death.

He’d loose track of days, reading article after article, watching video after video, scanning for anything new he could find.

Why, he would ask himself, why would anyone take out Mondatta? What could he have done, who could he have hurt just trying to spread love?

Zenyatta would spend time wishing death on whoever would do something so awful, just to retract the thought moments later. His brother would not want such a thing for even the person who would take his life.

On the third day of mourning Zenyatta would stumble into something he would wish he hadn’t. An image of the assassin.

A face to put to his desire of vengeance.

A woman with blue skin and long dark hair, an awfully tight purple suit and a large sniper rifle.

For the next few days Zenyatta would spend all his time staring at the blurry photo of this woman, wishing the worst upon her. May she loose those closest to her and may it be her own fault. May she feel the worst pains imaginable and survive. May she live the rest of her life with these regrets and no way to return. May she find a path to recovery just to have the door slammed in her face.

On the fifth day, these thought plaguing Zenyatta’s head would finally drive him mad. He would storm from his home with a bag of few things, vengeance his only thought as he crushed snow beneath his feet.

His plan to leave the village, to find the woman who did this, to put her in the ground himself, would be interrupted as a white haired man with puffy red eyes would collapse in front of him.

Thoughts of her would leave the monk alone after so long of obsession as he found himself in the company Emile, the human had taken the loss of Mondatta just about as well as Zenyatta.

That night, they would stop avoiding the truth. They’d lost Mondatta, their brother, their master, their family, and it hurt. Together they would face this, over hot tea and by a dying fire, they’d relive stories of their life in that Monastery.

Stories of sneaking out of meditations, of snow ball fights, of counting stars atop the mountain, of learning, and laughing, and being home and happy.

The night would pass and they would still be sat there, at Zenyatta’s low tea table Mondatta had gotten him for his birthday two years ago, sitting back to back in a comfortable silence.

“I want to find Ramattra,” Zenyatta will say, his hand laid gently on top of Emile’s. “He is lost, wherever he is, I am sure he is as lost as we were” He thinks back to the day Ramattra left, the fight he and Mondatta had, the last words he’d said to their brother... He knew Ramattra regretted that, now more than ever.

“We’ll find him.” Emile will smile over his shoulder, “Together.”

And in that moment, a moment of calm between storms, Zenyatta will look back and realize quietly to himself

He is in love. He has been in love for years. This. This was what love was for him.

#Emile's Writing #Oooooooooh I had a long day and am very very tired BUT #HERE WE ARE #I was debating with myself for a long long time on posting this #Sense it's like. Part of MY self insert fic like a thing I wanted to eventually cover #but whatever we post out of order here you go have my emotional writing #In which we are all in mourning #Every Overwatch Self Inserter you HAVE to tell me what you were doing and where you were when you learned of Mondatta's death #It's THE big deal to me for Overwatch plot so I just always need to know how everyone else handled it #The fact is pretty often Not Great #A lil Zayne and Genji moment I'm back and forth on deleting but hhhhhhhh whatever #There it is a little moment of them of their feelings if you want the full thing go check out probably-some-goat #for The Dragon and The Fox his S/I fanfiction it's very good #These scenes sit with me man I'm thinking thonking them all the time #I believe Ramattra agreed to join Talon ONLY if they took out Mondatta #And then immedetly regretted that #Because he makes very rash choices and defaults to violence and needs things done NOW #This is my belief and if anything at least that part of this fic was good #I've always had where I was worked out and it's simply always heart breaking #Aight 1am gonna go to bed soon probably #Will try to get the actual in order 3rd part of my s/i fic out like soon-ish #We're gonna have to see on that one besties

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DELAIN Shares Another New Single, 'Moth To A Flame'

DELAIN has released a new single, "Moth To A Flame". The song is taken from the band's upcoming album, "Dark Waters", which will arrive on February 10 via Napalm Records. Emerging as a brand new start and safe haven alike, the LP, without any doubt, continues the legacy of the brainchild of keyboardist, founder and main songwriter Martijn Westerholt and contains everything DELAIN is loved for and more: a sonic rollercoaster ride of catchy tunes with explosive elements — ranging from pop to film score-inspired to blistering room shaking metal.

Singer Diana Leah says about "Moth To A Flame": "This song was the last song written for our new album 'Dark Waters' and I'm proud to say I had the opportunity to write the lyrics for it! It has a deep meaning to me."

Westerholt adds: "I'm extremely proud of this song. It's one of the most upbeat songs on the album while also having the heaviest guitar riff, and Diana's vocals are outstanding! It's a killer combination that I think fans will love."

Along with Westerholt, original guitarist Ronald Landa and original drummer Sander Zoer bolster DELAIN's continuity, while new members — Leah and bassist Ludovico Cioffi — continue to evolve their sound. Songs like the previously released single "The Quest And The Curse", as well as "The Cold" (the latter featuring a real, epic choir),lure with a bombastic sound that skilfully combines orchestral melodies, epic heavy riffs and marvelous vocal performances. DELAIN magnificently manages to never lose touch with their characteristic sound, making them a constant without ever standing still. Pop-induced opening track "Hideaway Paradise" shows exactly that by inducing a dream-like feeling flirting with melodic metal guitars, while the ballad-like dark track "Mirror Of Night", featuring WITHIN TEMPTATION guitarist Ruud Jolie, entices the listener with unfathomably catchy lines and melodies. "Queen Of Shadow" merges the orchestral and synth-focused soundscapes DELAIN is known for as it weaves melodic heavy guitars that intertwine with orchestral lines and vocal melodies. "Tainted Hearts" is centred around Westerholt's keyboard arrangements, which skilfully showcase the creative roots of the mastermind. "Invictus" is nothing less than the magnum opus of the album — a rock opera in its own right with heavy riffing, choirs and vocal parts performed by Leah, Ribaldini and Marco "Marko" Hietala (ex-NIGHTWISH),ending in a bombastic climax where everything comes together.

Westerholt adds: "This album captures all elements DELAIN is known for — our distinctive heavy guitar riffs, massive orchestral parts, both heavy metal and pop vocals, rock opera vibes along with '80s synth sounds. In short, this is definitely a recognizable DELAIN album that contains classic 'DELAIN elements' while also moving forward with fresh influences."

"Dark Waters" track list:

01. Hideaway Paradise 02. The Quest And The Curse 03. Beneath 04. Mirror Of Night 05. Tainted Hearts 06. The Cold 07. Moth To A Flame 08. Queen Of Shadow 09. Invictus 10. Underland

The new DELAIN lineup made its official live debut last August at the Riverside festival in Aarburg, Switzerland.

Leah answered a few fan-submitted questions via the band's YouTube channel, including how she joined the long-running Dutch metal act. She said: "It's really simple, actually. I knew they were looking for a singer so I just left a comment on their Instagram page. So a couple of days later I received an e-mail from Martijn, and we talked a bit about how I could audition and he sent me some material that I could sing on. And the rest is history."

Asked how she decided to sing in a metal band, the 32-year-old Diana said: "Well, I've always wanted to sing in a metal band. It was really my desire to do it. In fact, I did sing in a couple of rock bands, but it wasn't really heavy music, which I loved at the time. It was really hard to find the right people to form a band with and also to get along together and all that. But I've always wanted to be in a metal band. Always."

Leah also talked a bit about her background, saying: "I was born in Romania, in a city called Alba Iulia. It's in the middle of Transylvania. And then I moved to Italy when I was 15, and I lived in Italy for, I think, 10 years or something. And then I moved to Canada, in Ottawa, and I lived there for five years. And then I came back to Italy. And now I currently live in Italy, near Torino, so up north."

In February 2021, Westerholt announced the dissolution of DELAIN's previous lineup. At the time, he explained: "For the last year or so, the collaboration within the band ceased to work as well as it once had. Some of us were no longer happy with the current roles in the band. We all tried very hard to find a solution for over a year, but sadly we were unable to find one. As a result, we will all be going our own ways and pursuing our own endeavors.

"I am very sad our cooperation has come to end, but at the same time I am very grateful for all the years we were able to work together. Together we toured the world, shared highs and lows, and met with many successes as well as times that pushed us to learn and grow. We all enjoyed meeting our fans and making new friends all over the globe."

Singer Charlotte Wessels said about her departure: "I know that you might have questions about the 'why' in all of this. I fully understand and respect that. Simply put, it is the sad conclusion of more than a year of trying to find solutions to built up grievances. Part of me feels like I'm letting all of you down, I'd like you to know that this decision was not taken lightly and I apologise to those of you who had high hopes of seeing all of us together live on stage again after lockdown. Until recently, I thought this might still be in the cards for us as well."

In September 2022, Charlotte was asked in an interview with Spain's The Metal Circus TV how she felt about the fact that DELAIN recently made a comeback with a new lineup. Wessels said: "I'm trying not to engage with it too much, honestly. I've seen positive responses about it, which I think is good. But I do try to keep some distance and just focus on what I'm doing rather than checking that out, because I still don't feel like that will make me happier per se."

DELAIN's sixth full-length album, the Westerholt-produced "Apocalypse & Chill", was released in February 2020 via Napalm Records.

Photo credit: Andrea Falaschi

#Diana Leah #Delain #Moth to a Flame #2023 news

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DC Unleashed: From Titans to Green Lanterns - Exploring New Horizons in the Comic Universe

Greetings, fellow comic book enthusiasts! It's time to plunge into the exciting realm of the DC Universe, right after the monumental "Dark Crisis on Infinite Earths." Imagine this: the iconic Justice League has entrusted its mantle to the Titans, led by none other than Nightwing. These formidable heroes now serve as Earth's primary guardians, stationed in the bustling city of Blüdhaven. But the real kicker? They're gearing up for an adventure of epic proportions in "Titans: Beast World," a crossover event that shines a dazzling spotlight on the beloved Beast Boy, Garfield Logan.

This electrifying narrative springs to life through the imaginative prowess of renowned writer Tom Taylor and the artistic brilliance of Ivan Reis. Get ready, because the first issue is set to grace comic book stores in November. But what inspired this unique choice of Beast Boy as the focal point? Well, Tom Taylor couldn't resist the magnetic charm of Garfield Logan, especially when it came to his relationship with Raven. However, even before plunging into the Titans' world, Taylor aimed to stretch the boundaries of Gar's abilities. This ambition gave birth to "Beast World," a storyline meticulously crafted to challenge Beast Boy in a way that is uniquely his, unveiling a whole new facet of Garfield Logan that readers have yet to discover.

Now, let's delve into the heart of "Beast World" – the enigmatic Necrostar. While Tom Taylor remains tight-lipped about the specifics, he tantalizingly hints that the Necrostar is not an entirely new creation. Instead, it's a shrewd manipulation of continuity and foreshadowing, offering breadcrumbs for dedicated fans who have been following the Titans' adventures since the very beginning. It's precisely this kind of storytelling that keeps fans on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting what lies ahead.

But here's where the narrative takes a jaw-dropping turn: Gar must harness his powers to transform into the formidable Starro the Conqueror. This transformation isn't just physical; it delves deep into the psychological and emotional aspects of Garfield Logan's character. Brace yourself for a thrilling journey that navigates the profound internal struggle that accompanies such a monumental transformation. Gar is faced with the daunting task of preserving his true self in the face of this incredible change, promising a rollercoaster ride of self-discovery and resilience.

"Beast World" stands as a masterclass in striking a balance between epic storytelling and intimate character exploration. These heroes, the successors to the Justice League, aren't just grappling with external threats. They're also wrestling with internal challenges and personal growth. How they react and respond to this crisis is what lends this story its emotional depth, making it a saga that transcends the traditional superhero narrative.

Now, while legendary figures like Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman make appearances, the primary focus of "Beast World" remains firmly on the Titans. It's all about their evolution and growth as a superhero team within the vast DC Universe. This meticulous balance ensures that readers are in for an engaging, well-rounded, and character-driven narrative.

"Beast World" introduces a mind-boggling concept: human-animal hybrids have taken over the Earth. Tom Taylor provides a sneak peek into the creative process behind these hybrids, and it's an absolute delight. Some transformations are quite serious, such as Black Adam morphing into a lion, while others bring a more whimsical and lighthearted vibe. Picture Harley Quinn as a bunny or Killer Moth as a cockroach. And just to add a little extra spice to the mix, Damian Wayne has something exciting in store, but we'll keep that under wraps for now.

The Titans tie-in issues are essential for gaining a deeper understanding of the "Beast World" narrative. These issues offer an intimate and personal perspective on characters like Nightwing, Damian, and others. Moreover, there's a new character set to debut in Nightwing issues #109 and #110, so be sure to keep an eye out for that intriguing addition.

Tom Taylor's collaboration with the supremely talented artist Ivan Reis is indeed a match made in comic heaven. Reis, known for his incredible artistry, is the perfect partner for this DC event. The entire creative team, which includes Danny Miki and Brad Anderson, is working tirelessly to ensure that both the visuals and storytelling reach the pinnacle of excellence. Prepare yourselves for a visual and narrative treat of the highest order.

Now, for a word of advice: when you embark on the journey through "Beast World," make sure to check out the tie-in issues from "Titans" and "Nightwing." They provide a more in-depth understanding of the story's nuances. But don't disregard the other tie-ins, as they offer unique perspectives and thrilling tales that enrich the overall narrative. So, expand your horizons and fully immerse yourself in this multifaceted comic experience.

And don't forget to mark your calendars for November 28th, the day when "Titans: Beast World #1" graces the shelves of your local comic book store. This crossover event promises action, suspense, and unforgettable transformations, setting the stage for an epic adventure led by none other than Beast Boy. The DC Universe is on the brink of an exhilarating new chapter, and "Beast World" is at the forefront, ready to take us all on a memorable ride through uncharted territory.

Now, let's switch gears to another captivating development in the DC Universe, one that revolves around the personal lives of our beloved heroes in the latest Green Lantern series, "Green Lantern #4." In a world where superheroes have traditionally chosen their heroic duties over personal happiness, this series offers a fascinating exploration of how the new generation of heroes has managed to strike a balance between their personal and professional lives, in a way that their predecessors often struggled with.

Characters like Superman and Wally West are at the forefront, showcasing that heroes can indeed lead fulfilling personal lives while still excelling in their superhero responsibilities. Take Barry Allen, for instance, who has recently gotten engaged to Iris West. This engagement serves as a significant development in the DC Universe, shedding light on the perpetual struggle of main heroes when it comes to finding personal fulfillment.

On the flip side, Wally West, often seen as Barry's surrogate son, has been happily married to Linda Park for several years and is now a loving parent. This reversal challenges the notion that our favorite heroes are fated to be perpetually single, pouring all their energy into their heroics.

One possible explanation for this shift in the narrative could be that writers aim to keep these iconic characters adaptable, allowing for the introduction of new love interests, friendships, rivalries, and opportunities to explore how a superhero's life impacts their personal needs. While this approach opens up a world of narrative possibilities, it also leaves fans yearning to witness their beloved heroes find love, success, and still remain true to their heroic identities.

But there's more to the story – enter Hal Jordan and the Green Lantern series. Hal's life is riddled with setbacks, emphasizing the contrast between experienced heroes who grapple with personal fulfillment and the emerging generation that excels in this area. This series embodies the comic book industry's current dedication to exploring the personal lives and relationships of its heroes, offering ample room for growth and transformation.

This trend in storytelling brings hope for characters like Hal Jordan, suggesting a path to redemption and renewal. Hal's journey hints at regaining prosperity and rekindling the connection with readers, ultimately reclaiming his status as a fan favorite. It underscores the idea that personal happiness and heroism can indeed coexist harmoniously in the ever-evolving world of comics.

So, whether it's the Titans embarking on an exhilarating adventure in "Beast World" or the heroes of the DC Universe finding personal fulfillment and love, the comic book landscape is as dynamic and exciting as ever. It's a splendid time to be a comic fan, with thrilling narratives and character-driven stories waiting to be explored.

#teen titans #dc comics #Green Lantern #The Flash #Superman

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"I'm excited to see the end result. I'm sure it will look beautiful." Curiously, she looked over the shoulder of the seamstress and watched the slowly developing drawing. Her yellow-orange eyes sparkled with excitement.

Her inquisitive character was now clearly visible and even made her look a little younger than she actually was. "Dark colors go well with my dark hair I guess. I shouldn't prejudge anything, I'll see when it's done." giggled the 26-year-old.

"time to go young lady ... we have a lunch break now a table is waiting for us" Valerian walked over and peeked out of the corner of his eye, the outfit was quite covered as probably for Valentino's tastes, but Valeria was wearing similar clothes during the performance, she didn't like to expose herself.

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It took a while for Morgana to get things done … as well as to come back and prepare dinner. Judging by the lack of a blood smell, Jed ( @ask-the-ghostface ) was still alive and Wrin ( @wrin-derspaten) had not eaten him yet. When she had prepared everything, she went to get her guests.

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A human in hell is a real treat.Of course human souls go to hell here after death, they take the form of a demon.

One young man ,come to hell alive, without power, would be a real attraction, probably in the Valetnino nightclub or as an appetizing snack.

However, even in hell, the rules of heaven are bind the angels who have been in this place, either by their own free will or for some other reason.

Therefore, Azazel intervened, standing between the demons and the man who found himself in Hell.

Killing hell demons was no problem for him, he found some pleasure in it. However, the bloody holy spear and the blood on the angel's clothes could be terrifying.

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The nights in the studio were never quiet, there was always something going on. Recordings of movies or songs. However, the studio where the white piano stood was usually empty. Valeria came in and closed the door behind her and breathed, she couldn't exercise in the apartment because Valerian was sleeping off his shift. And Val's office was occupied by him and Vox. Valeria put the notes in place. She tapped the keys with her fingers and started playing simple melodies just as a warm-up. Then she went on to something more difficult to Piano Serenade written by Schubert as she played, she didn't notice that someone was going inside room.

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Rise of the Monarch lyric starters. From the 2022 Amalee album. Change pronouns as needed!

Rise Of The Monarch (Intro)

"A candle burning, it was burning too bright."

"The world was shaking like the flicker of a light."

"A dying flame no one remembers."

"They beat her down to only embers."

"But will she rise again?"

"Rise, I know we can."

From The Embers

"I'd been blinded by the light for so damn long."

"It took losing everything to see I'd been wrong all along."

"I knew I had change somehow but didn't know where to start."

"I'd rather rule the dark than serve in the light."

"Tell me how this is wrong when it feels so right."

"I lost the fight but won the war."

"In my heart a hole was torn forever."

"I thought that I'd lay down and die, but just then I began to fly from embers."

"When you light a candle, watch the flames get brighter but the shadows all around grow darker."

"I spent my whole life fighting all this darkness in my heart from overtaking."

Metamorphosis

"What you did to me is making all my dreams into nightmares."

"But maybe all this time my love made me blind."

"Was it nothing more than all a game to you?"

"Was I the moth and you the flame?"

"Oh you should be afraid."

"Cause now I've locked away the girl that you had known. The girl you betrayed."

"The pain made me strong - It's where I belong."

"And it makes me laugh everytime I look back."

"I believed I couldn't be anything more than that."

"Boy, it's such a shame it had to end this way."

"Gave my heart and gave my soul. I gave it all to you and more."

"But I'm no longer the moth no baby I'm the flame."

Monster U Made

"There's a madness I can't fight and it calls to me at night."

"You have nightmares, I have mine."

"I was a mistake so you cast me off aside. Like that's all I'd ever be."

"But I'm back to take everything that's rightly mine."

"And we all have you to thank."

"Know I'm the monster that you made."

"Why be good that doesn't sound as fun?"

"But lemme tell you there is something bout the dark that really makes me feel alive."

"You think you're special but you're not."

"You and your ego can go rot."

"I'm only the thing you've done right, and that's sayin' a lot."

"But don't let that get to your head."

"Babe, you're just as good as dead."

Villain Vibes

"Better back down, get on your knees."

"Stealing your heart, she'll make you plead."

"She'd rather be the hunter than the prey."

"Rather be a killer than a Saint."

"Either way, she's still gonna make you pray."

"Maybe long ago was heaven-made, but she slipped and fell along the way."

"Now she's got another role to play."

"But I kinda like living on the edge of this high."

" I like crazy."

"Don't show this to just anyone."

"But can't stop what you've begun."

"Smiled 'til the mischief felt boring."

"She ain't the hero, just the villain of somebody else's story."

"Acting tough, nah you not even in the same category."

"But ya fear the reaper like never before."

"Trust it's a thrill you'll never comprehend."

MWTWB

"You're always going to be the villain in someone else's story."

"That's their fault for pissing you off in the first place."

"Mirror mirror, on the wall. Who's the baddest bitch of all - it's me?"

"No need to think - no need to think."

"No need to think I know it's me."

"I never take shit from anybody."

"Don't know why you think it was wise to cross me."

If ya got a death wish, then I'm listening. I'll end the life that you're living. Just call me your genie. "

"Piss me off and I'm leaving bodies."

"Better get down on your knees and count your prayers."

"Cause nothing good comes after here."

"You're 'bout to meet your queen."

"Lemme tell ya that you're messing with the wrong bitch now."

"Can't let you forget it's me who wears the crown."

"If you dare stand in my way then, baby Imma cut you down."

"I'm calling out for blood, it echoes in the crowd."

"And if you're gonna beg, then do it now."

"Keep making me mad and it'll be off with your head."

"Keep playing your games and somebody'll wind up dead."

"Kinda sad that all good things come to end."

"So baby kneel, off with your head."

"I wanna hear you scream."

"You ain't even seen me go full crazy."

"You really love to go and run your mouth."

"I hope you go down half as proud."

"I wanna hear you plead."

"Did ya really think I would let ya walk free?"

"If you're gonna beg, then do it now or else I'm gonna stain my gown."

Drink Your Light

"If you're scared of my bark then you'll be scared of my bite."

"But maybe that's baby that's the thing that I like."

"I don't run in a pack, I like it solo."

"And if I want it I take it."

"And you don't have to like it, but it's still me who's in control."

"Cause baby, I bite back."

"Let me drink your light."

"It wasn't merely fate that got me this throne."

"I got a taste for power and bone."

"And if I crave it I chase it."

"And I don't gotta say it, but you don't want me provoked."

"I'm a sick maniac with fire for soul."

"I feel alive my other side is now in control."

Call Me King

"I wasted years, gave you my life. And I think that's the biggest crime."

"You said forever but my trust in you was severed."

"Nothing quite inspires like a broken heart."

"Glad ya really hit me hard."

"You said forever, yeah, my sanity was severed."

"And now I'm the new monarch."

"It's not quite how we rehearsed but I wanna hear it from you first."

"Call me king."

"I don't need anything from you now that I'm king."

"And I might, yeah, I might show a little mercy."

"Nah. Fuck it."

"We made a promise in the light."

"We swore to set the kingdom right."

"We could be heroes but ya blew that all to zero."

"And this whole thing ends tonight."

"I'll show you what happens when you mess with god."

"You messed with the wrong bitch but somehow you're still alive."

"The monster that you made had you diggin' your own grave."

"I drank your light, rose from embers, so you can call me king."

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into a mirror realm

— herrscher of sentience x fu hua

genre : fluff

warnings : none

wordcount : 1,407

summary : hua is a seasoned warrior, a spectacular soldier and a merciless killer. but this time, the new visitor from outside is a challenge she is far too unsuited to handle.

the newest visitor in the realm has been staring at hua for the last 15 minutes now.

she shuffles on her seat. tucks a stray piece of hair behind her ear. adjusts her glove. the lobby is quiet save for the low hum of engines and eden’s vinyl record faintly playing an old song in the background, and hua is painfully, painfully aware of the red eyes on her, watching her every movement like a camera taking snapshots.

it’s been years since she felt so embarrassed, and yet here she is, flustered at all the attention she’s getting.

this

is kind of awkward.

she peeks up at the visitor.

she’s an eye-catching one, that’s for sure. her hair is dark and silky, and falls down her shoulders like a misty waterfall, and atop her head, she wears a crown that winks in the low light. the magenta gem on her brow sparkles brightly.

she looks like hua, but at the same time, not.

when she first came in, the girl had introduced herself as “senti” and smiled a pretty, easy-going smile, but hua knew the truth as soon as she stepped inside the realm. this person is one of the most dangerous people on earth.

a herscherr. her sworn enemy.

but a herscherr stepping foot inside the realm isn’t unheard of. just a few months ago, the moths have had their first ever herscherr successor, and ever since then, hua has been trying to reconcile the friendly, gentle herscherr she had met with the angry, blood-thirsty ones from her memories and the archives.

but this one –

she’s special. hua just can’t put her finger on why.

her successor is still staring at her, though. it has been at least twenty minutes now. eden’s vinyl has stopped playing, and the silence in the lobby is just

awkward.

she coughs. those red eyes track her every movement.

hua should say something.

“um, miss senti –”

“just senti.”

right.

ahh. it’s so awkward. she's still staring and staring and not doing anything but stare, and hua feels so out of her zone. she almost can’t wait for her scheduled memory maintenance just so she can purge this day from her mind already.

“senti,” she corrects herself. “aren’t you going to explore the realm more? the portal is right over there.”

senti hums contemplatively. she’s curled up on the couch comfortably, chin resting on her arms, and hua is almost jealous at how at home she looks. “hmm. there’s no need. i already found what i was looking for here.”

here? hua looks around, but there is no one else in the lounge but them. even elysia herself had left her behind with a wink after seeing the herscherr so focused on her earlier, so she doesn’t have anyone to rely on for help at all.

oh!

“the remembrance vessels?” she perks up a bit. this one is familiar. she can guide her successor here. “you can light them up with kindling you can find around the realm to –”

“i wasn’t talking about that.” senti waves her hand, as if brushing off an annoying pest. her tone holds a tinge of annoyance, but her lips still hold the same pout she had while staring at hua earlier. “seriously, old timer. i knew you were dumb, but not this dumb.”

why did elysia leave again? she needs help.

senti groans. “it’s you. you’re the one i wanted to see. you, old timer, you. did you get that in your stupid head yet?”

oh.

there is a loose thread in the sofa. she pulls on it and pulls on it and absolutely refuses to look up at her successor. maybe her cheeks are red and heart is pounding, but it’s not every day that someone comes here specifically to see her, so she tries to give herself a pass here.

elysia. where is she.

it’s so awkward. hua doesn’t know if it’s her that’s making this awkward or not. senti doesn’t seem the least bit fazed at all – is it just her, then? she can’t stand this silence, but she doesn’t know what to say either. should she say “thank you”? ignore that remark? what should she do here? she’s used to answering any questions the successors may have, not starting the conversation herself.

“hey.” senti suddenly leans in close. too close. she leans back instinctively, but she is cornered between the arm rest and senti’s arms beside her. there’s nowhere to go. this close, she can see her eyes clearly.

oh. there is a kaleidoscope of colors within her irises. looking at her eyes is captivating, like watching a serene sunset sink beneath the depths of a ruby red sea. she can’t look away.

snap. hua jumps and blinks – there is a gloved hand waving and snapping at her. those red eyes look mildly annoyed, and suddenly, hua feels even more self-conscious than before.

“sorry,” she mumbles. she kind of wishes she could look at her eyes again, but she can’t bring herself to look at senti anymore. “um, what were you saying again?”

she sighs. years and years of war, and she’s stumped by simple socialization.

“i was asking if you were curious about me,” senti says impatiently. she has leaned away again and rests on the other side of the couch. hua finds herself regretfully looking at the space between them rather than sighing in relief. “like you know. i look like you and stuff. well?”

hua pauses. she is curious, but there is a familiar, mischievous glint in her successor’s eyes that she doesn’t trust. it is the same look in elysia’s eyes whenever she teases hua. she shivers.

“no thanks.”

senti pouts and crosses her arms over her chest. “boring as ever. hmph. and i even went out of my way to meet you, too.”

“sorry,” she says quietly.

“whatever.” senti rolls her eyes. “you know what? i’m gonna tell you anyway. i’m you from the future. surprise!”

hua sighs. she knew she would just be teasing her, too.

oh, wait. should she be acting surprised?

but senti has already seen the unimpressed look on her face before she can try to act surprised, and sniffs. “what, don’t believe me, old timer?”

frankly, no. it’s impossible, in the first place. hua would never become a herscherr.

that’s impossible.

but senti has been expecting a reaction. upon getting none, she huffs and pouts at hua. it’s kind of cute, but surreal. she is looking through a mirror, but her reflection is so . . . lively. and bright. and so

carefree.

her heart clenches. it must be nice. she looks so happy and content, unlike hua.

this is why she would never become her. because she is so happy, and hua has already forgotten how to smile years ago.

“can i ask you something?” she asks.

“shoot.”

“why do you keep referring to me as ‘old timer?’”

her successor shoots her a weird look. “because you’re an old timer, duh.” and then she pauses. “huh. i guess you’re not an old timer right now. young . . . timer? but that doesn’t sound good at all . . .”

she starts muttering incomprehensibly. hua shoots her a concerned glance, but if senti notices, she doesn’t mention it.

what does she do now?

the loose thread on the sofa is almost undone. she picks on it idly and apologies to eden for ruining her sofa in her mind. without senti running the conversation, she’s lost in the sea of awkwardness again.

finally, after a long minute, senti snaps her fingers. hua looks at her.

“i got it!” she says excitedly, pointing at hua. “from now on, you should call me senti-shījiě!”

“shī . . . jiě . . .” hua repeats. “um, okay?”

“that’s right.” her successor nods earnestly. “i have over 50,000 years of seniority over you, so you better treat me with respect, all right?”

her antics draw a small smile from her lips. “okay.”

senti beams at her, and then reaches out to pat her hair, and oh. hua bows her head. her cheeks are so very red.

“there you go,” senti says, oblivious. “good girl.”

she can feel her face warm up even more. she’s never been called a good girl before, and the little praise makes her want to curl up under a rock and hide in embarrassment. why is her heart fluttering so much?

elysia, she thinks desperately. please come back. she really, really needs help here.

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