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m1d-45 · 2 years
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first encounters
-> warnings: n/a? implied fighting, and typical imposter au sagau things, i suppose. inconsistent verb tenses.
-> this is an old fic that i’m leaving up for posterity. the (in my opinion) better version has recently been posted, found here. i recommend this one, as i personally like it better
his intuition is wrong, for once, or so he thinks.
he sees you sitting on the beach of ritou as he’s walking through. he’s due for a meeting with thoma, but… that can wait.
he sits besides you, noting the way you turn as he approached.
and he recognizes you. the posters plastered all over the city, the word-of-mouth descriptions from other officers, you’re the fake. dirty skin and scuffed clothes, though paper doesn’t capture the pain in your eyes quite as well.
“hey there! detective shikanoin heizou of the ten-“
“i know you.”
your voice sends a chill down his spine. it pulls at something deep in his core, his intuition screaming that this is friend, not foe, and the reaction you pulled from him is almost as shocking as the realization that his instincts are wrong.
wrong, because you’re a fugitive.
he fakes a smile, unable to shake the feeling that he’s doing something wrong. “do you? gotta say, i can’t blame you; my name is flung around quite a lot.”
you’re tense, for valid reason, really, but not running. you know him, you know who he is, so why…
blank eyes peer at him from under the overgrown shags of your hair, half-lidded and tired. they remind him of jewelry that’s lost it’s luster.
hes not sure why. he should hate you. you fly in the face of everything heizou stood for—truth, instincts, his creator—but he can’t find the will to do anything to arrest you.
“so, what’re you doing on ritou? need any help getting a permit to the rest of the island?”
he tells himself it’s because doing that would force your hand, not because he wants to help. that’s ridiculous. has he caught a cold?
“no.”
“then surely there’s a more comfortable place to be than the beach? tides get pretty high around here, it would do you good to find a place to rest.”
you look out to the sea, some of the tension leaving your body. “i don’t have anywhere to go.”
heizu’s chest is feeling oddly tight.
he feels like he’s seeing the stars themselves in your eyes despite the darkness and the fact that it’s not possible. there’s a small shimmer to them as if the sun itself was contained inside, a glow that shows when they flicker over him like you’re pulling his secrets out through his. “i’m sure you know that, though.”
he does, he knows, he was at the meeting with kujou sara and the rest of the police force, he was the one she pulled aside to personally ask he put his full attention on it—as if he hadn’t already the second she mentioned his god—and he’s heard of the stories from the mainland.
he can’t answer. his mouth feels dry, all of his normal quick retorts and easy replies falling out of his reach.
he settles for a nod, and some of the light drains from your figure.
you look dull, like the rusted crown of a king that once reigned. empty, hollow, everything he once stood for ripped away.
heizou begins to doubt his decision-
no. that’s stupid. he has to get this- this spell off of him. he remembers that, one of the guesses from that alchemist in mondstat, he remembers the paper, he remembers-
he remembers-
he remembers the soft smile on his father’s face, wiping the dirt from his knees. “you must be careful,” he says, careful not to irritate the scrapes with the cloth. “you have been blessed with this mind of yours, but you must be wise enough to use it properly.”
“i’m wise!” he insists, and his father laughs, reaching for the bandages at his side.
“you’re intuitive,” he corrects. “and every day i pray to our creator that you to learn the difference.”
heizou tears his eyes away.
you’re a fraud.
he has to arrest you.
you’re tricking the people, youre impersonating the highest deity, the literal god of gods, youve fooled even heizou’s mind, you have to be stopped.
…so why isn’t he stopping you?
you echo his sentiment, “why aren’t you trying to kill me yet?”
his heart both flares and breaks, hands twitching for his cuffs but also to hold you close. your voice is so rough, so cracked and tattered and filled with something so similar to betrayal that it’s paralyzing.
he needs to arrest you.
he needs to get you water.
he has to bring you in so the shogun can kill you.
he has to get you a room somewhere so you can rest.
he is shikanoin heizou, doushin of the police office and most trusted detective of the tenryou commission, and he cannot- he will not be swayed by your words.
(but it’s not your words. it’s your presence, too. the air around you is so soft, so welcoming, he immediately feels at ease in a way he hasn’t in a while. it’s not just your words; that would be an understatement so gross it would be borderline criminal.)
“i try to leave that to the higher-ups” is what he says instead.
you sign, running a shaking hand over your hair. when you speak, you sound like you’re about to cry. “i don’t want to fight you, heizou.”
the way you say his name fills his chest with something hotter than fire and sweeter than honey, a supernova made into sugar and placed into the gap left by his heart.
the sun shines off the water and lights the small flyaways in your hair golden, outlining you in its glow and the only thought in his mind is that of your beauty.
he licks his lips, forcing words to come up. “i don’t want to fight you either.”
it’s the truth, and he hates that it is.
what is he, some kind of traitor? he’s no worse than you if he’s acting like this.
instead of saying anything else, you stand, and heizou scrambles to follow. he tells himself it’s because he needs to be ready to run after you. that’s it. that’s all.
you take a step away but the detective is quick to match it, transfixed even as you draws your weapon of choice: a long wooden staff, akin to a walking stick. it’s taller than he is.
the stranger—that feels wrong, it feels like he’s known you all his life- but that’s wrong, that’s a lie, it’s a spell it’s a trick it’s a ruse it’s-—takes a deep, shuddering breath.
“you’ll lose your job, detective.”
he might.
heizou blinks.
…he won’t.
no, he won’t.
he’s let this go on for too long already. he’s being outlandish. this is wrong. it’s his job to take in criminals and hes staring at one of the worst, so what is he hesitating for?
why is he waiting- why is he stalling?
heizou pushes past his minds’ pleas to stop and swings.
later that day, he walks to the creator’s shrine. his mind is scattered, confused, a bad state for a detective to be in, and this is the only place he can think of that would clear it.
he places a dendrobrium amongst the other offerings.
it doesn’t soothe the guilt.
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charlotlie · 10 months
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cementing my place as the crossovers for no reason guy
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it's blanket weather! (a redraw of my first cat drawing!)
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summerreign4077 · 1 year
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sealsdaily · 1 month
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Ok. Ok. Little background on this for those that aren't Brazilian/don't speak pt: the imperative of Focus is 'Foca', which just so happens to be the same word for seal.
So there's a bunch of these official govt psa's about 'focus on [important thing]' that are just. Like this. Because of that pun
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^ specifically traffic safety ones. I saw this guy while taking my traffic knowledge test lol
Today's Seals Are: Focal Point
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aquacomet · 5 days
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The 2024 Ruin Eclipse day magma collab has now concluded and here is the final result! 🎉
A super big thank you to the many amazing artists that dropped by to join Ruin Eclipse's first anniversary party! We had an amazing number of 25+ artists join this event! Wow!! (An additional thank you to those who shared the event, expressed interest or just came to say hello!)
⭐Here's the list of all the artists that participated!⭐
@aquacomet - @theblog-with-thestuff - @saltyfryz
@gyxtar0luvs - @atherflame-theconcubus - @stingrayet
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(I took care to note down everyone who participated and added their credits, but if I missed someone let me know what you made and I'll add you to the list!)
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odddogs · 3 months
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"This is Courtland. They claim she's a blue heeler/Aussie mix, but I have my doubts.
She's available for adoption in Mont Alto, PA "
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that hand that's cropped out?
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cozylittleartblog · 8 months
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had a(nother) nightmare
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turtleblogatlast · 3 months
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AU starts here!
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Here we have just a taste of Path A - also known as “All Together Now.” If you’re confused - good! Things will make sense in time, trust me.
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ba1laur · 2 months
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big sister
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staff · 1 year
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tumblr tuesday: goblin appreciation post
Last week was goblin week. This week, you get to feast your eyes upon the spoils of goblin week. Don't say goblin week doesn't spoil you. Honor goblin week, and goblin week shall honor you.
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beybuniki · 3 months
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first ko-fi request is a sketch of shigadabi hanging out i.e., playing a dating sim i love to think about that scenario!!!
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rongzhi · 21 days
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From getting rejected from The Rap of China 2024, to releasing a diss track that led to a viral meme, the song that was once rejected and misremembered as a song for his grandmother now has a music video, produced in partnership with the Liangshan Yi Autonomous Prefecture Cultural Tourism Bureau and promoted by Sichuan Cultural Tourism!
The song is sung in both Mandarin and Yi (the language of the Yi ethnic group, of which Lodmemo/Nuomime is a part of).
English added by me :)
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