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mystiokinesis · 1 year
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@nosestealer​ said: “ i’ll be okay. i promise. ” (@ aileen) 
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the injury her sister was desperately trying to mask didn’t look good. aileen frowned at her sister, disbelief spread across her features. “it looks like you can barely walk, so forgive me if i don’t believe you’ll be okay,” the young hunter pointed out. “just let me heal you, at least a little,” aileen urged. she was fully aware that she had been digging too deep in the well that was her magic, but she didn’t see another option. either she healed lou ellen so they could get out of there, or it would come to a fight. a fight where one was already badly injured, and the other reaching her limits. they’d be sorely outnumbered. “don’t make promises you can’t keep, lou.”
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iknaenmal · 3 months
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make a wish!
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drbtinglecannon · 2 years
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Remember when Darius taunted a group of teens to try to escape, instead of telling them upfront they weren't being kidnapped, and in response they crashed his ship?
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spirit0flondonatnight · 9 months
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something something about twinning
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(Hunter: The Owl House & Varian: V&T7K (Jjggrt)
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lilacjunimo · 21 days
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the man, the myth, the legend (mister hunter bad batch)
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echosong971 · 1 year
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so there’s this game idea i had…
It was completely based on this dream i had lol
The game is more in the style of a 3rd-Person horror game, rather than Destiny’s usual FPS format, and this is the premise:
You are Andal Brask, Hunter Vanguard, stuck in some snowy, mountainous wasteland in the aftermath of Taniks the Scarred’s first ambush on you, and now you must either find a way to kill him or find a way to get back home in one piece. Taniks’ initial attack left your Ghost damaged and your connection to the Light is wavering at best, leaving you without a surefire way to heal, much less revive yourself. Consequently, connecting to coms and transmat links has proven to be nigh impossible—the blizzard you find yourself stuck in proving to be no help in the slightest—and has left you cut off from the rest of the world, your only company being your broken Ghost. To make matters infinitely worse, your ambusher continues to stalk you through the storm, hot on your heels and hellbent on finishing what he started.
With no ammo, no way to heal and no one out here to save you, can you find a way home before your killer finds you?
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waspgrave · 3 months
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Perhaps I’ve been artistically struggling for a while but I have made some good ttrpg ocs
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jjustjjulian · 3 months
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weepy for like the 3 weepy fans
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stellari-s · 1 year
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How about a Yandere Ithaqua x reader? I think that an interesting story could be made out of this. And I know you've already had a story that you were involved in at some level Ithaqua as a Yandere. But i really wanna a see more yandere Ithaqua if it's not a problem. 😅
But you don't have to do it if you don't want to. Thank you for reading this 💕
P. S. : I love your stories and I hope you will continue to write such good stories.💕
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hey, anon! thank you so much, your words mean so much to me 💝 so sorry this took a hot minute, haha. it also is a bit short too... but i hope i managed to put in some heart pounding moments in exchange! also i suggest reading this first if you haven't already, since this is meant to be a continuation-
request; yes, by anon! feel free to send in your ideas, as my inbox should be open✨
wc; 626 (+ 1 015).
tags; yandere! morningstar! ithaqua, gn! survivor! reader, mild depiction of blood, obsessive behavior, toxic relationship dynamic, possessiveness.
summary; someone had hurt you, and you refuse to tell who. it frustrates ithaqua to no end, to the point even sweet nothings become a comfort...
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“who hurt you?”
the hunter - whose name you had later learned was “helel” - is standing before you while you sit on a bench, the wood somewhat worn down by time. you are gripping your arm to the point your palm is stained red. you don’t even need to grit your teeth to distract yourself, as it’s a mere cut you had gotten in another “game” you were forced to play.
at first, you were looking down on the ground with blank eyes, but eventually you slowly lift your head until your eyes meet his golden ones. they remind you of the sun, but at the same time they are like ice. a mix of hot and cold that elicits shivers down your spine.
“...i just scraped my arm on some thorns on the way here. it’s not a big deal.”
his eyes seem to swirl with a multitude of emotions. mostly anger - perhaps at you, or maybe whoever had actually hurt you - but call yourself delusional, but you feel there is also some worry shadowing his otherwise cold expression as well. his eyes remain frigid as he chuckles.
“oh, (y/n),” helel says, “how i love it when you lie to me, trembling like that.” his fingertips brush your cheek in an almost tender motion. “but don’t be afraid to tell me the truth.”
“what will you do if you know?” you ask, though you can already guess the answer.
helel smirks. “simple - i’ll make sure they never see the light of day again.”
the implications of his words sink down in your heart, and you soak it in like a sponge absorbing water.
“you might make things more complicated if you do, helel.”
“and that doesn’t matter. what does matter is that someone here has laid their hands on what doesn’t belong to them. doesn’t that alone warrant a punishment?” his fingertips trace your wound, and it feels as though he might dig his fingers in at any moment.
it is definitely something he could do if he wants.
but he doesn’t - instead, he leans in so you can see every miniscule detail of the faced sun attached to the center of his black mask. his voice, albeit a whisper, is low. “tell. me,” he demands, “the only one who can lay their hands on you is me. i’m the only one who can touch you, hurt you; make you feel alive. nobody can hold a finger to that. do not ever forget that.”
helel’s voice wavers slightly, perhaps in frustration.
hearing his tone, you realize something: at first glance, anyone from the outside would guess that it’s ithaqua who has full control over you, what with how possessive he is.
but arguably, that’s not completely the case.
this time it’s your fingers that caress his pale cheek, and after some thought, you reply, “i won’t tell you.” you see helel is about to retort, so you continue, not letting him have a chance to talk over you. “you don’t need to know, but you don’t have to worry, since this wound is trivial.” your hands trace down his neck, then his shoulders, before they find their way down his arm and to his hand until your pinky hits the orange ring on his finger. “but we can change that, can’t we?”
you flash him a small smile. the lantern hanging from that halberd he carries seems to go still. “in the future, don’t let yourself get hurt like this. don’t ever let such careless, dirty hands touch you again.”
as the pain becomes more raw, you wrap your arms around him. “i can assure you from the bottom of my heart the only person i hold in my heart is you, and only you, helel.”
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ahhlehlehlehleh · 1 year
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mystiokinesis · 2 years
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@dvarapala​ said:  "Which I couldn't have done without you." @ Aileen
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"i mean.. not that i don’t like compliments or anything, but that’s bullshit,” the young hunter stated. “you could’ve done this without me. perhaps you wouldn’t have come out without a scratch, but you would’ve come out. we can’t afford doubt, not in our abilities.”
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douyinvids · 7 months
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by 奇. @ Love_Sikafu
HAAAAAH?????
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akuma-tenshi · 23 hours
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sometimes i'm like "i don't get how people think professor's hard to play. he's literally so easy once you know what you're doing. and so rewarding too!! idk why more people don't play him, he's super fun and easy!!"
and then i actually get matched with a hunter who knows how to go against him and it's just. ah. yeah. right. it's not that he's easy. it's that most hunters just don't see him enough to figure out adequate counters to him. so once you get matched with a hunter who actually has developed tactics to counter him (faking swings w/ emotes, deliberately missing their attacks, getting really close but not swinging to mindgame you into blocking, etc.), he turns out to actually be really fucking difficult
basically what i'm trying to say is that i get cocky way too easily when playing luchino and have to occasionally be punished for my hubris a la icarus flying too close to the sun
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bleaksqueak · 6 hours
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my life has devolved into nothing more than little v mills' cover of coral crown on repeat
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Dear Visitors,
He hunts down unloyal souls which broke their contract, getting rid of their existence without mercy. Though rumors say he once made an expectation, trapping three certain souls behind his inventions, making them into nothing but his followers with no memory of their past. Our new hunter - “Timetravel Freak” arrived to the manor!
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inonibird · 4 months
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Just going to leave this beautiful song here for absolutely no reason~ <3
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