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Damn bitch, you live like this?
Jaania: I'm going to create my own elemental spirit!
Akanthus: To make your Soulally?
Jaania: No, to make a coat rack.
Oh?
Jaania, the last time someone tried to heal another persons sickness via weird soul magic, it caused like 3 sagas detailing the aftermath
VILMOR!!!
Still would've appreciated it, but I understand your reasons *Glares at Lestrad*
tHe BaBy!!!
They sleep (Dragonsgrasp is fine, right?)
We're two for two when it comes to dealing with the rifts, which will come out on top? Bringing the rift under control and shrinking it down to a manageable size, or fully closing it with a powerful magical output? Find out next time when we go to the Deadlands rift, also known as the laziest rift (Watch me eat those words)
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i really like how canonically yuu is genuinely supportive of grim wanting to be a great mage. if i recall correctly, even character voice lines point this out. and it seems like yuu dotes on grim a lot and defends him too??? yuu even encourages grim's ambitions whenever he declares wanting to be a great mage. and also when he does that boss-henchhuman dynamic. i mean yeah you can interpret it as yuu saying that being condescending and sarcastic as if they're talking to a child saying "when i grow up i want to be famous!" but like. i really think they're genuine when mc loves grim in their own way.
even if grim is usually a menace, he's become like family to yuu.
and i'm pretty sure grim feels the same way.
think about it this way. despite all the mess, all the unpredictability, the danger, and all the drama being in nrc. what's always the constant? yuu goes home at the end of the day to the ramshackle dorm (basically their home at this point considering they slowly but surely fix it up over time) and with who? “the great mage” grim. as the sole outcasts in that academy, they both sleep soundly knowing they will always have each other at the end of the day.
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Dc x dp idea 120
Danny falls through a natural portal into dc. Another dimension. Cue language barriers.
No one can understand him and vice versa. He fell through as phantom in the middle of some villain fight. So first thing he witnesses is chaos and destruction.
After use of his powers, ghostly wail and his blasts he bolts. He can’t understand these people and wants nothing to do with them.
So why are these people chasing him. And tell the green one his ring does nothing. He just wants to get home.
Just Danny accidentally messing things up trying to get home.
Bonus if either Cass connects with him. Those two absolutely need more interactions. Cause they’d be cool. Or for Deadman to speak ghost with Danny.
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*swings legs* some SAGAU thoughts for when you're sick
it's been raining for days.
no one's sure what caused the sudden flood- normally Liyue's storms were quick and short, unless an Adeptus or God had some part in it- but this time it continued for weeks, the rainwater soaking into the soil and pooling in crevices, the canals of the Harbor overflowing into the streets. the people grow worried, turning to the Qixing who have no solutions, and the hidden Rex Lapis investigates in the shadows and uncovers nothing.
Childe simply watches the rain in silence, leaning against the cave wall, the horns of his Foul Legacy form lightly clacking against the damp stone. unlike the rest, he knows the source of the downpour- but it doesn't make it any less worrying.
there's a soft groan behind him, and Childe's head jerks towards the mound of blankets on the floor, hurrying to kneel beside the figure buried beneath the covers- the Creator, his God.
you.
how long have you been sick for? too long- far too long for anyone, but there's not much either of you can do, with the entire nation and beyond hunting for your head. his claws brush your forehead, a low whine slipping from his fanged maw when he feels it burning, just as it was the day before. the Abyss in him howls for revenge- to strike down those who hurt you, those who chased you away, those who forced you to hide in a dark, cold cavern- but a shuddering gasp from you quiets his desire for blood, cooling it to soft, fluttering concern in his chest. your eyes, previously screwed shut in pain, crack open as you look dazedly at Childe's Foul Legacy.
"Ajax...?"
ah. his God uttering his true name in such a gentle tone would normally make his heart soar, but now it simply makes him whimper, knowing you can barely see him through the haze of your sickness. your hand extends out from under the blankets, weakly grasping one of his claws, and in a moment of solemn, fretful reverence, he brings it to his mouth and presses his version of a kiss to your too-warm skin. you shift, attempting to scoot closer, and Childe carefully scoops you and the covers into his arms, resting his chin atop your head as you curl against his chest.
you let out a wracking cough, and Childe has to hold back a sob, instead focusing on purring smoothly to help you sleep, talons mindful of the injuries and bruises that litter your body.
holding his God close, Childe quietly watches the rain thin slightly as you find comfort in his hold.
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