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supportingfire · 1 year

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he's not home yet - but the instructions were clear that night: a request for thoma to occupy his bedroom regardless of how late he might arrive. not that it was outside the norm for him to do so, but ayato was explicit in his requests - so much so that he listed the time, the state of dress he'd prefer his lover (nothing), and a very, very detailed and verbose outline of... how to ready himself for whatever ayato might have had planned for when he did show back up.

despite his absence, three items rest upon his retainer's pillow (who brought them in is anyone's guess) when he does choose to arrive. the first: a red wrapped bouquet, windwheel asters (preserved with meticulous dendro energy) mixed with sprigs from the sakura tree that stood sentinel in ayato's private garden. the second, a small box of chocolates mixed with liquor from fontaine (untouched by ayato's devious hands), and the third...

carefully pillowed upon vestiges of deep blue velvet lay a simple dark collar and leash - soft leather unadorned by patterns apart from the kamisato emblem tooled near the buckle. cheeky of ayato, as always, to accentuate any sort of romance with his... sexual proclivities. but what was most curious was in the corner of same container rest a small divet... where a ring might of rested. and yet, that item seemed to be missing from the gift. but it mattered not - ayato's demands had been clear: put the collar on, undress. and wait.

luckily for thoma, the yashiro commissioner was intent on hurrying home that night.

ayato being away from the estate on business was not a new venture, nor would it stop any time soon, so thoma can't exactly be disappointed the man would be absent their first valentine's as an official couple. the "holiday" was mostly a mondstadt custom anyway, but other nations had adopted the symbolic day of love and friendship. thoma would never put personal needs above that of the clan, the commission, and he takes pride knowing when his lover does return, he will have ayato all to himself. thoma will give his gifts then, and they can celebrate in their own time. which is why he takes to his tasks for the day with an upbeat attitude, like always, and completes most of his chores before dusk has arrived.

after a shower and a light snack, he returns to their quarters to find items laid out for him on his side of the bed. impossible to miss, as they hadn't been there thirty minutes ago. eyes gravitate instantly to the fresh flowers, mind remembering how they smell before he even brings them to his nose. he inhales deep the scent of home, of a part of his youth he cherishes like gold, along with a hint of something familiar. something that smells like his home, now. sakura. the lengths ayato must have gone to to get not just one, but an entire fresh bouquet of windwheels was no small feat. thoma has to stop before continuing his investigation further to procure a vase from the connected bathroom, setting the windwheels and sakuras in the clear glass container to safely place them on the nearby nightstand.

chocolates, next. typical for the day, he thinks, but sweet (literally) nonetheless. and the kind were exquisite, also imported, and probably cost a pretty mora or two to bring to inazuma. their borders may be open now, but it hasn't been long, and trade is still trying to catch up. ayato wasted no expense to procure the indulgent treats for him, and it makes retainer feel a warmth that had nothing to do with his vision. the man could have given thoma socks for all he cared, any gift ayato put thought into to give to him was cherished. thoma feels a little sheepish when he considers the winter coat he purchased, and the yukata he'd sewn for ayato's own gifts. it didn't seem like enough in return…ah, but there was more still. gaze falls to the last item laid out for him, and the card along with it.

briefly, he wonders what poor sap had been wrangled to drop off these items in such a way, considering maybe an apology was in order...there was no way one could mistake the collar and leash as one for a common dog. the leather was immaculate, too well-made to be used on an animal, not to mention the neck looked large. and the most glaring fact of all - they didn't own a dog. as thoma reads the incredibly in-depth description of what ayato wants when he returns, a mixture of excitement and sheepishness wash over him. he was returning tonight, how long did thoma have to prepare? he's already showered…archons, that man. damn how well ayato knew him, for thoma's mind is already racing at the possibilities. fingers fondle the soft leather strap of the leash, feeling a heat settle in his gut like fresh tea. the excitement for what's to come almost overwhelmed him as he secured the collar around his neck, he had to take a moment to focus, before he began preparing for ayato's return.

thoma, of course, does exactly as he's told, ready to spend the long evening with his lord commissioner and their non-existent dog.

#suiyuun #( ( answered #( ( suggestive #ayato i STG #this is good tho #i feel like my response is poopoo but #thoma experienced the stages all at once #ty nameless retainer #who had to deliver these things #knowing full well thoma is wearing gonna be wearing that collar #you're the true hero

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genericpuff · 5 months

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me getting an ask in my inbox laying out every single brush that rachel uses in her backgrounds including indie brushes that aren't a part of her usual adobe kyle webster kit, only to download and test them and find that they're all 100% correct:

#would this particular anon please do me the honor of messaging me privately #i would'st look upon the true name of my rescuer #otherwise how will i kiss you /hj #no seriously though i'm gonna respond to your actual ask here to put out the names of those brushes #and then get to work on that second brush pack LMAO #you're my knight in shining armor anon #right next to that other anon from weeks ago who gave me the site to download practically all these brushes #y'all are the real masked heroes of justice #i'm just your lowly prophet delivering your divine messages unto the people

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persefoneshalott · 11 months

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thinking about how they could've ruined madalena's character so many ways in galavant but they didn't < 3

#madalena #galavant #if they had gone through the richard love interest route that'd have been very not interesting and they could've also just made her the #bitch character which would've made me so mad #but they give her backstory! complexity!!! < 3 #I used to be doubtful about the maybe you're not the worst thing ever scene and thought that may be them considering richard x madalena but #later changing their mind (which idk if true)#but now I think it's great bc it has her opening up a bit when he's talking to her as a person and on their own rather than trying to push #any romance #and then she closes back up when he starts doing that again and we see her sad face after 'being forced to be the bad guy'#it's a great way to show pre- kidnapping madalena and show she's not one or the other she's both #anyway #LIKE madalena has trauma the way a traditional male hero would have trauma if that makes any sense

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highfantasy-soul · 8 months

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So I've seen some (I assume) show-only people really, really upset about Hopper's death. Like, calling the show runners sick, awful, disgusting people for it. So, insane as it is, I'm here to defend the murder of fluffy canines.

Wolves in the Wheel of Time world are not cute little companion puppies that are just so sweet and innocent and perfect. Killing a wolf is not killing a helpless creature that is relying solely on human kindness to survive, nor is it done just for shock value.

Wolves would be VERY UPSET if you viewed them this way! They are just as independent and capable as any of the human characters - they have their own society, lives, and beliefs. They fight in battle.

Hopper wasn't just standing next to Perrin as his little dog on a leash and then was murdered out of the blue - he chose to join the battle and attack an enemy. The enemy then killed him as he was seeking to kill one of them. Hopper died in battle just like any human would have (and did many times over in the story).

Yes, the Whitecloaks and people at large do only view them as animals - dangerous animals that can kill them - not as equals to humans, but Perrin does understand their importance as beings in their own right. He was reacting to Hopper's death not as a 'you just killed my pet out of the blue!' but as a 'you just killed a member of my family (pack)'.

Does it suck to see canines killed on screen? Yeah. Does that mean that if a story includes the death of a canine that means the writers are disgusting, sick, cruel people because 'killing the dog' has gotten a bad rep in media? No.

Including wolfbrothers means including their role as beings who are also fighting against the shadow. That means some are going to die in battle. Just as Uno's death was significant and meaningful to our characters, just as Rand's mom dying was meaningful, Ingtar's death, Karene and Steppin's death, etc, are all meaningful to the story and the characters, so is Hopper's death.

If the death of a canine is triggering to you, I get it. Torture scenes and graphic depictions of violence are triggering to me. But that doesn't mean that I thought the showrunners were disgusting, sick people for having death in the show, or lingering on people's last moments and giving them their due rather than brushing right past the death.

If the death of any being other than a human - especially canines - really gets to you, then The Wheel of Time probably isn't for you as the wolves play a very important role in the fight against the Shadow. They're warriors just like the people are which means they're going to fall in battle too.

I know this post is probably only for a very tiny fraction of people who watched the episode, but I felt it needed to be said. Calling writers bad people for wolf death is just wild to me.

#wot show spoilers #wot on prime #wheel of time #I can't believe i felt the need to defend the murder of the bestest boy #but being true to the wolves as characters - they'd be pissed at us calling them good babies!!!!!#i don't want Hopper to die either but like - story stuff and letting others be heroes too and all that!!#killing the dog gets a bad rap but with the worldbuilding here I see it as much much closer to any other human's death in battle #also like you're not supposed to like the fact that he's killed #you're supposed to be pissed at the whitecloaks for it - especially since they go out of their way to kill wolves (like lots of people in #the real world)#but to say the showrunners and writers are disgusting people for it is way too far imo #including hard topics like that doesn't make an author evil or sick - it's a part of telling a story #if you don't like that content just watch something else

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theheirofthesharingan · 10 months

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The easiest ways I lose respect for someone when I hear them say:

I'm a dog person and I hate cats.

Frodo sucks and sam is the 'true hero' and 'Tolkien said sam was the' true hero' and 'Frodo wouldn't have made it without Sam so Sam is the' true hero' of LotR.

I love Sasuke but I hate itachi.

I love Itachi but I hate Sasuke.

I hate both Itachi and Sasuke.

#in my territory all of these phrases are forbidden #you can love dogs but suffixing your hate for cats after your proclamation of love towards dogs doesn't make you look cute #tolkien didn't say sam was the main character/true hero #stop misquoting him to feed your own bias #both itachi and sasuke are the worst victims of konoha and if you view only one of them as it and disregard the other you don't GET it #the hate i see on this platform for itachi is UNREAL #can y'all just stop pretending a traumatized 13 y/o miscalculating and living with the guilt is less of a punishment?#if you're offended with this I was talking about you most definitely #i'm unlikeliest to befriend people who fall into either of the above mentioned categories #cats #frodo baggins #lotr frodo #frodo #itachi #sasuke #maybe a few hot takes?#who cares

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alwaysbeenasmartgirl · 7 months

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I feel like the way Percy could never get rid of the gods and their stupid quests is like a symbolic representation of how we never really leave our insecurities behind or how those specific thoughts just wander into our heads no matter how hard we try to get rid of them.

The gods also show how often our parents hurt us not physically not always but mentally. They need us to be their perfect little child not realising that maybe we are perfect just the way we are? Or that idk maybe we don't want to be their image of perfection.

It's horrible that sometimes your worst internal enemy is your parent. The person who is supposed to reassure you just ends up fucking you up in the head.

All kids deserve parents, but all parents don't deserve kids.

#percy jackson #pjo #greek gods #were assholes #parents #eh #im sorry #if this is true #for you #just know #you're perfect #just the way you are #<3 #heroes of olympus #rick riordan #greek mythology

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mettywiththenotes · 10 days

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Me looking for any excuse to find clues that Tomura is coming back: IS THAT YOU?? MY POOR MEOW MEOW??

#listen i think it would be good if this was a sign of that #because seconds before afo is thinking about how izuku isn't like all might he's different #and thats something tomura also knows deep down - that izuku isn't like the other heroes #so i think it would be funny if afo was like #afo: you're different to the others you're not like all might #tomura cracking his face: wow so true #afo: ?!?!#bnha #bnha 422 #afo: as long as you keep moving midoriya so will they #tomura: yeah i'll keep moving too #afo as his face splits: wait WHAT #bnha manga spoilers #mettys posts #metty posts

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ophelia-thinks · 8 months

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Farscape: The Peacekeeper Wars

#like why was farscape able to pull off homages like this with such fucking aplomb #when other SF shows do it and look like pandering cgi zombie vultures #it's because the homages were /part of it/!#when we get these visualizations of john's decaying brain they're set on stages like this one #because the scifi heroes that came before him are his guides #and the dark cosmic joke that premises the whole series is that #he's in a scifi universe that doesn't adhere to scifi logic #consequences carry over from one episode to the next #no federation comes to save you; alien women want to have sex with you in nightmares #no one speaks your language or follows your rules #there's no God no singularity no monolith #no true vision of the future #just some poor bastard hallucinating the 2001 louis xiv bedroom #'this is my world meat. you're just walking through it for a very long time.'#mankind's greatest contribution to the absurd

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spitblaze · 5 months

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Not that Returnal is bad per se but I see the words 'roguelike bullet hell soulslike co-op' to describe a single game and my eyes glaze over

#spitblaze says things #to be fair. its not a soulslike. nobody who is actually into soulslikes thinks it is #its a very hard game and thats enough for a lot of ppl to slap the label on it #anyway ive heard very good things about this game i will never play in my life #mostly bc im Not Interested in any of those things #(i like dark souls but again. its not actually a soulslike)#ill probably watch a 100% playthrough but i would for sure ragequit within two hours if i played it myself #or i could do what i did thr last time i played something actually approaching a bullet hell #and throw myself at the exact same brick wall for hours a day over the course of two weeks before just giving in and watching a playthrough #i could not beat true hero undyne. she won #i watched the rest of the chara route and when flowey was like 'maybe you're watching a playthrough because you're a COWARD'#i was like 'jokes on you idiot im just bad at video games'#uh. anyway #im sure returnal is great but boyyyy do i not like how anyone except jacob geller describes it

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voraciousvore · 4 months

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The Half-Blood Giant (51/51)

Chapter 51: Aftermath

Milton was consumed by guilt. If he hadn’t agreed to do a favor for Chester and enroll Hunter at the school, bypassing the standard formalities, none of the students would’ve been eaten. He never anticipated a half-human student would cannibalize his own kind. He was disgusted with himself as much as he was disgusted with Hunter. He should’ve intervened when he had the chance, before things got out of control. He was too soft on Hunter, too sympathetic, perhaps because of his own personal flaws. Due to his distress, he took a leave of absence from his position. His spirit had been crushed, and he needed time to recover.

He also wanted to stay home for a while to take care of Millie. She was struggling with her own demons and fresh traumas. Milton kept her close and was a protective force to give her strength. He woke her up and held her for hours when she had nightmares or flashbacks. Millie was grateful for his love and kindness, but she was a source of support for him as well. When Milton considered making his temporary hiatus from his job permanent, since he was so devastated by his own failings, Millie convinced him to stay. She reasoned with him that he could be a force for good in improving the lives of the human students, a shield to protect them. The murders were not his fault; he couldn’t have known in advance that Chester’s son would be a violent man-eater; he could apply the knowledge gained to prevent future misfortune. Milton was thankful to have a lovely light in his life like Millie.

Determined to right whatever wrongs were within his power to correct, Milton made significant changes when he returned to work. He requested funds from the school board to provide every human with a tracker watch, like the one he bought for Eren, so they had some protection. He beefed up security, hiring guards to patrol the hallways and campus at all hours. Milton was surprised to learn that Pedro was still willing to work at the school, despite being ingested alive by a student. Pedro explained to Milton that he felt safer now that Hunter was gone, and he believed the students needed his services more than ever. Milton admired his bravery and resolve. Ray came by the school often to keep watch over his boyfriend and the other humans, providing additional support. Milton was determined to avoid another catastrophe.

A rift inevitably developed in the friendship between Milton and Chester. When Chester asked to stay at Milton’s house again, since he and Jackie couldn’t go home, Milton refused. He didn’t want Chester around Millie, but he was also angry with him about the situation with his son that had caused so much heartache. Chester and Jackie couldn’t bear to stay in the same community that had been ravaged by their son, so they migrated to the other city where Chester had his Maneaters Anonymous meetings, which would be more critical than ever since humans were far more common in this realm than the Land of Giants.

Life was hard for the lonely couple. Chester and Jackie suffered from being cut off from everyone they knew and loved, not to mention their son’s fall from grace that split their family. Jackie had to overcome her debilitating fear from being surrounded by so many giant strangers. They had to start fresh in a new city, with no money or state-sanctioned identity. By an incredible stroke of luck, and generosity from a kind giant named Leon sympathetic to humans, Chester and Jackie were both able to get a job working together for the same company, Griffin Industries. They gradually picked up the pieces of their broken life to create a new future together.

Jackie pined the loss of her magic. The couple struggled with physical intimacy, since Jackie could no longer grow or become acid-resistant. Chester was constantly salivating over her, desiring to devour her more than ever, but he had to control himself, which became harder by the day. Thankfully, they discovered the human pills that allowed Chester to eat Jackie safely, and crisis was averted as they fell into a familiar, comforting routine. Despite their loss and melancholy, they were grateful to have each other in trying times.

Eren was not able to return to the dental clinic. She was broken, to the point where she feared she was beyond repair. She became extremely clingy to Joey, since she didn’t feel safe without him, even in her own home. Joey relented and took her to work with him, hiding her in his chest pocket. If he was going into a potentially dangerous situation, he would swallow her down or find a safe place to hide her, such as inside the glovebox of the police car. He was saddened to see his brave, sassy Eren reduced to such a state, but he protected her with his life nonetheless. Eren believed, as long as she had Joey on her side, she would be okay.

Eren had Joey; Pedro had Ray; Millie had Milton; Jackie had Chester. With the strength of their partners, they would survive whatever trials came their way. The only person who was alone was Hunter. He had his parents, but he shunned them. He hated them; in fact, he hated everyone. Due to his smaller size, he was shipped off to a prison on the human side, but he still towered over the other human prisoners and guards at his freakish 7.5 foot height. He retained the physical hardiness and strength of a giant on top of how tall he was, so he outclassed any human physically. The other inmates knew not to mess with such a beast of a man.

Even so, he mostly resisted the urge to violently lash out, biding his time. Every day, he fought against the spell binding him. His magic was stronger than his mother’s: He believed, with time, the spell would weaken, to the point where the seal would break. It was only a matter of time; he just needed to hold out until then. As he stared at the gloomy concrete walls and bars trapping him in, he wondered what he should do when he got out, if he ever escaped. He wasn’t sure. As much as he thirsted for revenge, he didn’t know if slaughtering everyone would bring him any long-term relief from his pain, or if he was even capable of happiness. At this point, he didn’t know if he cared either. He didn’t know if he should feel regret or remorse for what he did. He was bitter, angry, and tired.

Chester wasn’t able to visit his son, since he was way too large to cross the barrier to the human side. Jackie had to go alone. Hunter cursed her out every time he saw her, but Jackie continued to visit him, and refused to forsake him. His dad sought to earn special visitation rights, but in the interim would at least call him on the phone to talk to him as much as he could, even though he had to pay per minute. Hunter reluctantly interacted with them, if only to counteract his boredom. They didn’t have any savings, but they sent him money for the commissary when they could, so he could buy snacks, toiletries, and small luxuries.

One day, Jackie came to visit. Hunter sat across from her on the opposite side of a glass wall, speaking to Jackie through a phone receiver. He released his pent-up frustrations on her, volleying verbal insults until he was red in the face. Jackie took it all on the chin with stoicism, even though his words, and seeing him brooding in captivity with his orange jumpsuit, stabbed her to the heart. Eventually, Hunter calmed down to the point where she could have a normal conversation with him. Jackie asked him how everything was going and if he needed anything, and he replied in a defeated tone. As they spoke, Hunter finally brought up something that had been bothering him for a while.

“Mom, whenever you visit I mostly just rant at you and tell you how much I hate you. Why do you keep coming?”

“Because I love you, of course,” Jackie answered. “You’re my son.”

“But I nearly murdered Dad! Don’t you hate me for that? And he still calls me too, since he can’t visit. I figured he’d want nothing to do with me.”

“He loves you too, Hunter. And... yes, I would’ve been devastated if your father died. But he lived, so no lasting harm was done.”

“What about all the other horrible things I did, like eating people?”

Jackie sighed. “Don’t you understand, Hunter? Regardless of what you did, regardless of your faults or any ill will you may have towards us, we’ll always love and cherish you. We’re your family.” She looked down, ashamed. “I... I know we weren’t the best parents. If I could go back and change the past, I would’ve done things differently. But I hope you understand... we’ll always be there for you, through thick and thin. Whether you choose to forgive me or not is immaterial.”

Hunter stared at her, mouth slightly agape, not sure how to respond. He passed over that point and continued the conversation, but he ruminated over her words later in his cell. Despite all the things he had done, and his rebellious, nasty, belligerent, hateful attitude, his parents still loved him. The truth hit him hard. He reflected on his time at the school. At the time, he felt like everyone hated him there, but he realized that wasn’t entirely true. Principal Henderson had been nothing but understanding and supportive, several students had approached him on his first day wanting to befriend him, and Hector was always friendly to him.

And how did he respond to these magnanimous people, willing to give a despicable individual like him a chance? He treated them all with contempt, like dried-up worms on the sidewalk. He pushed everyone away at best, and at worst took their lives. He ate Hector and tortured and killed his girlfriend. He stole the principal’s girlfriend and swallowed her. And he stabbed his father, and would’ve slaughtered his mother if he had the chance. He was a monster, but a monster that his parents still loved unconditionally.

He wondered if things could’ve been different, if he had just been more receptive to others. Perhaps his fate was not as inevitable as he initially believed. He didn’t have the social acumen to navigate the school environment with his sheltered upbringing, but his standoffish nature obviously didn’t help matters. The entire time, he had felt unloved and unwanted, out of place, but he realized he had a place the entire time, with his family. The realization made his heart twist in his chest. He had been so blind, so selfish.

He couldn’t go back and relive his life, though. He had made his abysmal choices, and now he had no option but to live with the awful consequences. He deserved nothing less than the worst punishment for his sins. He curled up in bed, festering with despair and rage. Someday, he would break the curse of his mother’s magic. Someday, he would be free of this place. Someday, he would have a life to live again, and he would decide what to do with it. Someday.

Chapter 1

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#it's over oh thank goodness it's finally over #if you're one of the readers who survived to the end congrats I don't think very many people did you're a true hero lmao

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