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The infiltration was going perfectly.
Hikōkai hummed under their breath as the arm under their python-steel grasp slipped- The lovely scream cut off as the lummox choked on his tongue, his dislocated and broken shoulder flopping away from Hikōkai‘s emptied hands. “This is what happens when you defy the Yurei-Kuroi (lit. “ghost” + “black”), Iguro-kun~” They crooned lovingly into Toshio-san’s ear - his body tremored minutely as his breath was stolen from the sheer pain Hikōkai had granted him with. They tapped a cheerful line down his arm, smiling as the tremors increased with ev-e-ry touch. “Hmm? What’s that?” Hikōkai watched his throat spasm as he tried to respond - wheezing, breathless. Well, he’d recover - Hikōkai, after all, had simply been told to “make him regret it - but don’t traumatize him too much! God, you keep on gettin’ worse ev’ry time I see you, you monster”.
Whistling, Hikōkai rubbed their hands to dry them as they left the helpfully near-by! washroom, Toshio-san having walked-slash-half-carried off by Inu-kun under worried, nervous brown eyes. The Yurei-Kuroi weren’t extremely different than the common, half-serious organizations that Hikōkai’d infiltrated before -- though they’d never had to deal with just so many kekkei-genkei before! Why, it would almost be intimidating -- if there weren’t all so... underutilized. Toshio-san had the minor kekkei-genkei of being able to modify his fingers. Hacchan had fire-resistance. Then again, apparently in this society that Hikōkai had found themself in near everyone had some form of “kekkei-genkei”. All unique, too! Incredible. Alas, Hikōkai themself did not receive one arriving here, but they only idly wondered what it would be for a few moments - the drawbacks of not being able to do anything else at their disposal didn’t quite compare. Hikōkai pulled on a pair of thin, medic’s-grade milky-translucent gloves as they turned the corner - on their way to the so-called “lounge/common” area where sometimes various members of the Yurei-Kuroi could be found - when two sounds hit their ear.
One, the low tone that accompanied the actually-not-low-quality red light-alarms that were periodically found lining the top of the concrete structure’s doorways.
Two, the higher, slightly flat melody of the lovely “Dream Sweet - in Sea Major” they’d discovered that Hikōkai had put to their own, smaller and more personal alarm over near their bunkbed.
-Oh!
...Oh no.
It appeared a Hero~ had come to investigate and break-up this little den of malhumanity, huh?
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*record scratch*
Yup, that’s me, watching my future wife fall to the ground dead from a trap I set off. I bet you’re wondering how I got into this situation. Well, my life’s a little crazy, but it all began when my family was murdered in a political coup and I made a pact to create the first gun with a smoke demon...
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the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it.
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Portrait commission for Avmire on Flight Rising. This one took much longer than I expected, but I think it really turned out well in the end :] Getting to draw an Undertide for the first time was so fun, too!
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I've decided the only reason Lloyd, known descendant of dragons, didn't tell this to Egalt, who refuses to train non-dragons, is for the same reason he never mentioned he's the First Spinjitsu Master's grandson. It just never came up. Nobody asked him directly about it. And besides, he's only like, one-fourth dragon, so does it really count? He doesn't look like a dragon, and he has never in his life considered himself a dragon. Mentioning his ancestry to Egalt probably would've just made him look like some hotshot, or make him more annoyed. There's no need to bring up such a silly little fact. He's sure it won't be important later.
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3x02 Flint convinces his crew to sail into a storm rather than face deadly battle or accept pardons, and this storm will kill them, and John Silver (the man who no one knows) looks up at Billy Bones and tells him he's afraid. Not of the storm but of the fact that he let Flint into his head when no one is suppose to be there. "He had me there too, and that is not suppose to happen."
John Silver shared a truth that exposed him raw and admitted to everything he'd kept close to his chest, to his methods and motives and fears and weaknesses. Just because he could, and the words were there, and the wind was loud.
Just. Fucking insane over this union that Billy and Silver fall into from time to time, where they converse low and quiet with each other and drop their charades as Silver Tongue and People's Man and allow their iron spines to falter for seconds at a time. And they don't trust one another. But they do allow themselves to move the curtains from their faces so only the other can see what's underneath and they understand what it means, and the worst, best part of it all is that they have no reason to do this with one another, not at all.
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something something Ninjago/HTTYD au can actually be a thing because they both deal with characters who want to live up to expectations but end up finding their own way to achieving wondrous things
also dragons? pit to fight dragons in? dragon riders?
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Nothing boils my blood more than people in a fandom who demonize anyone who headcannons a character differently than they do.
Like. Listen. It is ok to interpret media differently. It is ok to decide to write some characters OOC for the sake of a fic. It is ok to not like a popular headcannon.
What is not ok is demonizing those who see things differently than you. It’s not a cute look.
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I am mildly against Gomezification of Wednesday Addams on the principle that if you want that you could just write Gomez, but it's not even fully about writing gorticia instead of wenclair, but more like...
Gomez calling Enid sunshine as the mirror to Wednesday being stormcloud to loudly signal acceptance in the family, you agree
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