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eight-cats-in-a-box · 1 year

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Reasons why Jet Black is the Ultimate Husbando:

1. He can cook

THIS IS CANON

2. He's a GENTLEMAN

Look at him and tell me he DIDN'T treat his mama right

That's right

You can't

3. He hasn't broken hearts

Only had his heart broken

(rip 😔)

4. He likes bonsai trees

Again, canon

Anyone who likes plants is (usually) a kind soul

5. HE'S SO SHAPED LOOK AT HIM AAAAAAA

6.✨Trauma✨

I won't elaborate bc ✨spoilers✨ but ya

7. He's good with kids

He's so mom friend omg

Again, canon

8. Sweet boi

Couldn't harm a soul

But he has to

He's a ✨cowboy✨

9. Thicc

Look at him

He's built like a BRICK WALL DAMMIT

MANS GOT MORE TIDDY THAN I DO (not self deprecation, just observation)

AAAAA

World cold, world hard(shut up), tiddy soft, tiddy warm

10. Warmf

Good snuggles

Good hugs

Overall 10/10 Bf/husband

Wish he was real

✨But alas,✨ my fair Romeo shall remain fiction

this gif is so cute fml

Reasons why Spike Spiegel is Ultimate Husbando #2:

1. Floof

Look at him

He would APPRECIATE head scritches

Somf boi

2. Strong man

He can fight like he's dancing, he would give INCREDIBLE snuggles

lanky green bean lookin ass

3. More trauma

Also got his heart broken

Poor boi needs hugs

But he's too cool for that

no he's not go hug him

4. Fashion

He wears a SUIT

to FIGHT PPL

HE HAS FASHION SENSE

5. Good with his hands

Do I need to elaborate 7w7

6. Flirt

Fucking flirty

Whyyyy

Aaaaaa

7. Can drive

Bc we all know that's awesome

And he drives like a champ

Got the speeding tickets to prove it/ref

8. Probably a good kisser

Idk just a hunch

why is he not realllll aaaaaa

9. He's so sweet when he wants to be

But he's so depressed

And it's so sad

10. He absolutely has tiddy

It's canon

WORLD COLD AND HARD, TIDDY SOFT AND WARM

10/10

WHY IS HE NOT REALLLLL

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

EDIT: Since y'all seem to like my crackfic writing, why don't you check out some of my other stuff?

#cowboy bebop #spike spiegel #jet black #cowboy bebop x reader #spike spiegel x reader #jet black x reader #spike spiegel x you #jet black x you #cowboy bebop x you #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #fuck #dumbass chats @... 12:50 AM #i cannot make this shit up #it is 12:50 and im rambling abt fictional men to Tumblr #FUCK im down bad #while im here: (@ all fanfic authours) HOW DO U WRITE SO GOOD #like seriously #sharing is caring #leo writes

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amygdalae · 9 months

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I was tagged by the lovely @womanroy to post about 5 things I like. It's enjoyin' time! (These aren't necessarily my 5 favorite things in the world just some stuff I love, off the dome. Let's gooo)

Animals! I love critters and creatures, nothing makes me happier than seeing and learning about them. I saw a huge raven on a hike the other day and it was moseying like a little man along a footpath. Alongside the cool kingsnake i also saw that day it really made my week

Fruits and vegetables!!! This one is kinda self explanatory i just love that something so yummy can bring valuable vitamins and fiber to my diet. Thank you fruits and vegetables🍇🍈🍉🥦🥬🥒🫑🌶🌽🥕🧅🧄🥔🍆🥑🫒🍅🍊🍋🍌🍍🥭🍎🍏🍐🍑🍒🍓🫐🥝🥥

Video games!!! AaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA <- emotions beyond words. goes without saying. if i elaborated I'd be here all day

Uuuuh. Incense and scented candles. I only own like 2 or 3 but lighting something good and smelly really makes me feel cozy and special. My current favorite incense is a palo santo and sage scented one I got at my work ^u^ I totally get why these smells are associated with cleansing energies or whatever. Very soothing

Horror! Oooh boy when there's a scary thing. Oh man. I love exploring the various types of fear and unease through fictional works. I love talking to people about what kinds of horror they do and dont like. I love silly schlock horror and I love deep intricate psychological horror and I love when something is both simultaneously. I love when there are ghosts and I love when theres a big blood explosion. I got a penguin horror series edition of the Haunting of Hill House and there's a foreword by Guillermo del Toro I wanna quote real quick:

"To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. Horror defines our boundaries and illuminates our souls. In that, it is no different, or less controversial, than humor, and no less intimate than sex. Our rejection or acceptance of a particular type of horror fiction can be as rarefied or kinky as any other phobia or fetish."

Anyways! I tag @olibavee @darksouls2yuri @metalgearsolidyaoi @unholycross @denyjesuschrist @lakemojave and any other mutual who would like to do this :^)

#apologies to beloved mutuals i didnt tag by name ive got pasta strainer brain right now. u understand

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remnantsofthepast-if · 9 months

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Holy moly lordy, i absolutely love your IF, IT'S FREAKIN AMAZINGGGGGGGG, i have been spending 2 days reading it, and i haven't try all the possibility option or route, i'm gonna continue playing it until i statisfied ofc, bless you author ! I adore all the ROs too including the secret RO ;D ! like seriously this is amazing, love the pacing, love the way you write, I can't wait for chapter 7 , aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa , ofc take your time tho ! Hope you have a great day / night 💖 p.s: i can't access your IG :'(

You have no idea how happy this ask just made me, anon :') These last two days have been quite awful and you managed to cheer me up massively, so thank you very, very much! ❤️❤️ I'm glad you're enjoying the story and its characters! And I hope you continue to do so with each chapter!

The writing for chapter 7 is pretty much finished! Now I just have to edit it and code it... plus testing lol But it will probably be released this month or at the beginning of the next hehe :D

About my IG... well, I deactivate it like a little over a month ago or so because I was getting a bit frustrated with it. And honestly? It's the best decision I've ever made haha! I'll go back eventually, but I'm in no rush, especially because I can't post spicy drawings there, which are the ones I like to draw the most xD

Thank you once again for the lovely ask and for giving this project a chance! I hope you have a wonderful day/evening :D❤️

#remnants of the past #interactive fiction #rotp if #ask

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ghosts-and-blue-sweaters · 10 months

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3 thing ask:

2, 6, 11, 33, 34, 37

Three movies you have rewatched many times

1. Spirit: Stallion Of The Cimarron. I went through a phase when I was nine/ten where I’d rewatch this movie multiple times a week for… like a year 😅

2. Bolt. Underrated movie!! This was another one I looped when I was younger, and I tried writing a fanfic about it when I was eleven maybe but gave up after one page or something lol

3. The Good Dinosaur. Yet another one I looped when I was younger :) I saw this one in theaters too!!

I went through a major animation phase when I was 9-13. All these + How To Train Your Dragon were pretty much all I watched aksgaksgaksg

I still have all my animash edits saved :) Perhaps I will share them someday…

Three characters that inspire you

Ooh man, hmm…

1. Tommy (DSMP). This answer seems silly at first, but I’m always touched by how much and how hard he tries. He tries so hard to be good, and to help people, and to never give up on people, and it’s amazing. It’s rare that I find characters who are so, for lack of better words, good. He’s just a really good kid.

He also loves most everything he touches, and he loves hard. He loves so hard that it’s impossible to not see it, to not feel it, to not be changed by it, and that’s freaking powerful.

(I’m really having to Think about this question, because while I like a bunch of characters, I’m not often inspired by those characters)

2. Zelda (BOTW/TOTK). LOOK AT ME PICKING A CHARACTER FROM A VIDEO GAME!!! WOO!!!

If I had to describe Zelda in one word, I’d choose “selfless”. So, so selfless. It’s crazy.

The things she does for her kingdom and for Link and for the things she cares about is near-unmatched; she’ll do hard things for the good of others, and I mean really hard things. Heartbreaking, painful, scary things that I honestly probably wouldn’t do.

I think she’s really neat :) And I think I could learn a lot about being selfless from her.

3. Goshhhh I’m kinda drawing a blank here ummm

*spongebob time-passing-screen-thing with the french guy*

Okay so I literally hopped off tumblr for the night and came back to this question twelve hours later lol and I still cannot think of a character :’0

Three books that you would recommend everyone to read

!!!!

OOOOOOOH!!! OKAYOKAY!!!

1. The One And Only Ivan :D This is one of four stories that has ever made me tear up, and the only story that has ever made me cry. It’s just… ough. It’s beautiful and unique and it’s amazing it’s amazing it’s amazing I CANNOT tell you enough how amazing this book is oh my gosh-

AND FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING, DON’T FREAKING WATCH THE MOVIE! IT SUCKS! IT TOOK ALL THE THINGS THAT MADE THE BOOK UNIQUE AND GOT RID OF THEM AND THE RESULT IS AN INFURIATING PIECE OF MEDIA THAT DOES NOT DO THE BOOK JUSTICE! DON’T FREAKING WATCH THE MOVIE! READ THE BOOK!

2. What Beauty There Is by Cory Anderson. I read this one very recently, I think in December, and… wow. Absolutely stunning. Just… wow. It’s haunting—that’s probably the best word for it—and beautiful and deep and dark and tragic. It’s the sort of book that made me feel a bit heavier while I was reading.

(Also one of the four stories that has made me tear up sooooo)

There is a bit (not a lot at all) of swearing, and one scene that bordered the lines between PG-13 and something above PG-13; it was like… I don’t know, it’s kinda confusing. It was sort of sexual but nothing really ended up happening. It was more like an implication or a suggestion.

But other than those things, the book was fantastic and I highly highly recommend!!

3. THE ROAD BY CORMAC MCCARTHY!!! YES THIS DESERVES CAPS LOCK!!!

!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

It’s one of the coolest and best stories I have ever hekkin read and it’s so sad and so amazing and so well-formatted and so interesting and so OUGHHHH

I need to reread this again 😭

There’s like, one swear word maybe? Two? Hardly any, really. But there’s definitely some disturbing scenes that would make a lot of people uncomfortable, so I’d advise caution.

But yesssssss this story is so good I’m gonna scream 😭

Three scented candles that you love the most

Gonna be perfectly honest here, I don’t like candles all that much. I just… eh. I don’t see the point. Not my thing.

So instead of doing scented candles, I’ll just list three of my favorite scents in general 😅

1. Vanilla :)

2. Certain flowersss maybe?? Some of them smell nice? Like vanilla but with honey and sort of like yogurt now that I think about it.

But a lot of flowers don’t smell like anything to me, so meh.

3. Uhhh

(This question is making me realize that my sense of smell is either not very strong or I just don’t… care that much about it lol because this is hardddd)

3. Like. Food. Good food. Yyyyyes.

Three people in history that inspire you the most

This is making me remember that I really do like history, and I like learning about history/people in history, but it is MISERABLE trying to find history books that aren’t hard to read or incredibly boring. So unfortunately I don’t know as much history as I would like :(

And I do like a bunch of people in history, but like the character question, I’m not often inspired by them.

Three languages you would love to learn

1. ASL!! I’ve been wanting to learn this one for years but haven’t been able to figure out how :’0 I would really like to take a class, but they’re surprisingly difficult to find.

2. Dutch! I think it’s super satisfying to listen to and I think it’d be fun :D

3. FRENCH!!! I technically know a little bit of French, but definitely not enough to say that I truly speak it.

#ask #ask game answers

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actualfarless · 2 years

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The Engineer And The Witch: Part III

Read Part 1 Here

Read Part 2 Here

Story below or available on Wattpad or Reddit.

Walden wrapped his arms around Tera. She stiffened at first, hesitating to believe she was awake, then fell into her fathers embrace. Tears welled in her eyes. The stench of sweat and days unwashed stung her nostrils. The butt of a gun dug into her stomach. Still Tera clung to him. She pulled him tighter, clutching the itchy fabric of his cloak in her hands, digging into his shoulder with her fingers.

She couldn’t tell how much time passed before she finally let go. A thousand questions raced through her mind and not one managed to escape her lips. She could only stare in disbelief at the man who should be dead. A ghost.

Age didn’t suit him. The years thinned his arms and face. Tera’s father was never a larger man — not tall nor muscular like her — but now he looked frail. He shaved his thick black hair close to his scalp. A beard now lined his jaw, unkempt and streaked with grey, more grey than she remembered on her father’s face. Lines formed around his deep brown eyes. Eyes that held darkness.

Eyes that no longer belonged to her father.

The three of them stood around a table in the room above Tera’s workshop — her makeshift dining set-up when she could find time to clear it, though half-finished personal projects cluttered the space now. Tera swept her work aside and, still unable to find her voice, motioned to Cyan-2 for tea.

Mayer changed too. They sat on Tera’s unused bed, hand cupped in their chin, watching the reunion with the feigned disinterest that defined them. Their hair was long now. Tufts of brown hid the scar on their scalp. The sun reddened their face, though they otherwise looked as pale as ever. Their green eyes widened as Cyan-2 set a cup in front of them.

“I haven’t had tea since the war started,” they said.

With those simple words, the dam broke and Tera’s thoughts found sound. “Take what you want; I have plenty. It was a gift. No sugar though. Too expensive. Everything goes to the mainland first. We get the scraps if we’re lucky. Even here.”

“This is more than enough.” Mayer held the cup to their lips, eyes closed, breathing in the fragrance. “Coming back was not a mistake.”

“Why are you back?”

“We need a ship. Ports usually have them.”

“Everything here belongs to the kingdom. You deserted.”

“You think they won’t let me borrow one?” Mayer snorted at their own joke. “I thought you could help. You—”

“I asked them,” Walden interrupted. “Mayer said they knew you and I… I had to see you. I didn’t know what to expect. I’m surprised.”

“Surprised?”

“You were so young when the war started. I hoped it would be over before you graduated. I never wanted you to see this. I never wanted you to fight.

“Mayer told me about the ship. The explosion. Your leg. I didn’t think I would find you doing so well. I should have known better.” Her father smiled into his teacup. “I remember when you first met that engineer — what was his name? Ah, doesn’t matter. You came home covered in grease and so exhausted you fell asleep at the dinner table. I’d never seen you smile so much before. I carried you to bed. I still could then. You7 woke up for a moment, only a moment, and told me — do you remember?”

“I want to be an engineer.”

“I want to be an engineer,” he repeated. “You were always so good with tools. You understood things in a way I could never.”

“I broke everything I touched.”

“That’s not true. You know that’s not true. You fixed everything. Made it better. The engineer — Li, that was his name — Li told me himself. And now you have your own workshop. I am so proud of you, my Tera.”

For a moment, Tera basked in her father’s praise. His pride was not hard earned. He rarely shied from a chance to offer it, but after six years, his words filled her heart. Her clients left kind reviews, often in the form of referrals and continued service. Bann applauded her work as well. But nothing could compare to her father. His words came at no cost. He expected no exchange. Yet nothing could compare.

Her father was proud of her.

That should have been enough.

“The workshop belongs to the inquisition.”

Her father’s smile faded. “You joined the inquisition?”

“I’ve changed my mind. Coming to Port Talen was foolish.” Mayer spoke into their tea, almost too quiet to be heard. Almost.

“I was recruited. After the Eon Heart sank, I lived in the hospital. I couldn’t find work with the kingdom because of this —” Tera patted her metal leg — “and I couldn’t find work with the colonists because I belonged to the kingdom. I was alone.

“You never replied,” she said, her words now laced with bitter venom. “I wrote letters. Every day at first, then every week. I sent them through the office. I know they went with the post. You never replied.”

Eyes wet with tears, Tera met her father’s darkened gaze. Her cheeks burned with anger, yet one look at the worn lines across her face and all gave way to regret. The weight only grew as he considered her words. With a deep breath, Tera softened her tone.

“Bann — the inquisitor — told me she would look you. She told me I shouldn’t expect to see you again. I thought you were dead.”

“I should be.”

“Why didn’t you write back?”

“I never received the letters. I truly am sorry, Tera. If I could have let you know, I would have.”

“Tell her why.”

“I ran.”

“That’s not it.”

“Yes, Mayer, it is. I am a coward. I deserted. There is nothing more.” Tera’s father turned back to her. “I never wished for you to see me like this. I wanted to be someone you could admire. Someone you could look up to. I failed in that.”

“You didn’t,” she said quietly.

“I never wished to hurt you, Tera. I think the inquisition suits you. I would have stayed, if not for the war. They were good to me. They will be good to you.”

Mayer scoffed. Walden ignored them.

Tera dried the tears that stained her cheeks. “You’re not here to recruit me.”

“I deserted, but I am not a rebel. I couldn’t ask you to leave this. You’ve wanted your own workshop for so long.”

“My offer still stands,” Mayer said.

Walden continued. “I had to see you before we left. I missed you.”

“I missed you too. Both of you. What will you do now?”

“Mayer and I will find a ship. We will wait out the war in the islands. After that, I don’t know. I fear I can never return to Bar Tannis again. The mainland will be too dangerous as well. We may be able to come back here. I don’t know what will happen in the colonies. When I can, when it won’t put you at risk, I will write. I promise, I will.”

“Stay the night. I’ll help. You can have the bed. I don’t use it. Stay.”

“You have a ship?” Mayer asked.

“I know someone. One of the junkers has his own ship. Tomorrow, I’ll take you to him. I’ll pay your fare. But I need you to answer something first.” Tera paused. She set her gaze on Mayer. “Why is the inquisition after you?”

“Who asked for me?”

“Bann.”

“What did you say?”

“I told her you died when the ship sank. I never thought I’d see you again. I didn’t want to put you in danger. I thought I was doing the right thing, but… I’ve heard her stories. I know the kind of people she’s after. I know why you deserted. I don’t blame you for that, but the inquisition doesn’t hunt deserters. I need to know, what did you do?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“Did you sabotage the Eon Heart?”

The room fell silent at the question, save for the gentler patter of rain on the workshop roof. The gas-fed flames flickered within their lamp. A scowl crossed Mayer’s face. Without a word, they rose to their feet. Their eyes were cold and sunken and hollow, sending a chill down Tera’s spine. She couldn’t turn away as Mayer peered into her soul.

When they spoke, their voice was a whisper, but in the quiet of the room, every word carried weight.

“How dare you? You have no right. You knew Gharos for what? Three months? Four? I knew him for years. I loved him for years. I begged him to leave with me. I did everything I could to keep him alive and now you ask me if I killed him. You have no right, Tera.

“You wish to know what I’ve done? Fine. I am a witch. At least, that’s what the kingdom called me when I had a different name. That’s what they called my parents too. I believed them then. They stole me from my home and took me to one of their hidden cities. They tried to turn me into one. I spent years as an apprentice to Keldan Avros. He was the one who took me from my family. He told me I was important to the kingdom. I was a child. I did not question him. I had no reason to. In all my seven years of life, I’d been raised to respect the kingdom and its authority.

“I eventually learned my parents’ fate. The inquisition slaughtered them. Keldan told me they were a danger to our civilization, that I could be rehabilitated, but they could not. That was when I first saw the kingdom’s hypocrisy. That my parents — farmers and loyalists — were sentenced to death for the same gifts that enables the inquisition. I could not kill Keldan, so I ran. That is when I got this scar.”

Mayer ran their hand through their hair, brushing their fingers over the scar.

“I met Gharos after I changed my name,” they continued. “I wanted to live in peace. I didn’t care if it was the colonies or an island or the outreaches, so long as we were far from the kingdom and its spies. But Gharos was a loyalist. I never would have joined the navy, if not for him. I would have run again. I knew they would figure me out one day. The inquisition would murder me like they killed my parents. It was worth it to be with him. Gharos was worth dying for.”

Mayer narrowed their eyes at Tera. “And you ask me if I killed him.”

“I… I’m sorry. I am.”

“Good. Then they’ve not made you a complete monster yet.” They turned to Walden. “Secrets won’t protect her. I upheld my end of the deal. Make your peace with your daughter. We leave in the morning.”

Without another word, Mayer left. Tera tried to follow, but her legs refused to move. Instead, she sat in silence with her father until the tea cooled and the rain stopped.

“They’ll come around,” her father said.

“Will they? I don’t think so. Every time I see them, they leave.” Tera sighed. “What does it matter? I had to… I had to know. Now I’ll never see them again.”

“I didn’t realize you two were so close.”

“We weren’t. I hardly saw them on the Eon Heart, but when the ship sank, they saved me. I would have drowned in the bay.”

Walden nodded. A small smile formed on his lips. “I owe them more than my own life, it seems.”

“Do you really have to go? I am doing well enough. I could house you. The war hasn’t been to Port Talen since I’ve been here. I don’t know what happened out there, Dad, but I don’t care. You’ll be safe. Please don’t leave.”

His smile faded. “I’m sorry.”

“Please.”

“It’s not the war I’m running from. I am not like Mayer; I love the kingdom. It breaks my heart to see it so divided. I hope for a swift end to the war. I do wish I could stay, but I… Tera, I don’t know how I can describe what I saw. It was a monster. There is no other word for it.”

“Then tell the inquisitors. I can introduce you to Bann. She can help.”

“I can’t.”

“Hunting monsters is what they do.”

“I was with an inquisitor. Her apprentice too. I don’t remember if I told you that. They took command of my unit and pushed us deeper into the frontier. She never told us what she was looking for, not until we found it.” A wide smile spread across his lips, but his eyes didn’t change. “A temple! Carved into a mountain and far from civilization, but as impressive as any in the kingdom. We thought we found riches. The treasures in the temple belonged to the inquisitors, of course, but we thought they wouldn’t notice. Not if we only took small things.”

“Did you steal from the inquisition?”

Walden bit his lip, turning from Tera’s gaze. He nodded.

“Dad—”

“There’s more. This temple, this place… It is not what you expect. It is no place of reverence. The halls were quiet. Cold. Even at noon, I could feel the chill in my bones. Nothing living dared come near. No animals. No plants. Only dried roots and rotten limbs. Not even the dar hounds would approach.

“We spent three weeks in the temple while she studied it. I did not understand the evil I felt at first. I felt it in the air, something that seeped into my skin and chilled my bones. Shadows lurked on the corner of my vision. Not just mine. My fellows said the same. We heard voices too. Whispers from the darkness. I thought if we returned the gifts, they would leave us alone. I wish I hadn’t been so naive. So far from civilization, so worn down, I knew the stress would ruin us. I tried to tell the inquisitor, but I was too late. I could not stop the violence. I… I could not stop myself.”

Hunched over the table, Walden clutched his head in his hands, nails digging into his skull. Tears stung his eyes. He drew ragged breaths. “I killed them.”

Tera wanted to comfort the sobbing man at her table. She wanted to reach out and hold him, to whisper soothing words and ease his burden like he had done for her so many times. But her legs and arms would not listen. No kind words left her lips.

“I felt it in my mind,” he continued. “I cannot describe it, cannot imagine its features, but for a time, I could see its face. I knew it was there, yet I could not resist. It was like a dream — a nightmare, but I was awake, a prisoner in my own body. They died in my arms. I saw the life drain from their eyes.”

Tera stared into her teacup, swirling the dregs around, lost at what to say. Her words seemed inadequate. Nothing she could do would help him anyway. There was no bully to punch. No machine to fix. Only her father’s guilt.

“I hear them still. I hear them scream. I hear them weep. They speak to me when I sleep. I… I hear shadow too. It’s quiet compared to the others, but it’s there.” Walden sniffed. He dried his eyes on his sleeve and strained a smile, though it faltered a moment later. The darkness never left his unfocused eyes. “I’m sorry. This is not your burden.”

“We can find someone to help. There are doctors who understand this sort of thing. Stay. Please.”

“I endanger you.”

“Bann will keep us safe. If you tell her— she won’t care that you tried to take something. She can protect you if you stay.”

“I can’t.”

Tera tried to keep her tone calm, but the anger bubbled inside her. “Why not? I’m not afraid of that monster. I’m not afraid of you. You would never hurt me.”

“It knows me. That is why I cannot stay. Maybe once the war is done, once there is less chaos, I can return to the kingdom, but I will never be safe here.” He sighed. “I was not the only one affected. When I came to my senses, the inquisitor was there, but I felt the monster’s power in her. The inquisition cannot protect us from it. When I realized that, I ran. I dropped my rifle and I ran away from the temple until I couldn’t run any more. I wanted to escape, but I feel it everywhere now, a constant chill in my veins.”

“But—”

“I’m tired. We’ll discuss in the morning.” Walden stood, circling around the table until he could pull Tera into a tight hug. “I love you, Tera. Don’t forget that.”

And then, Tera was alone once more.

Sleep weighed heavily on Tera as she descended the steps to her workshop. Even as she wrapped her hands around her tools, vainly attempting to turn anxiety into productivity, her thoughts became clouded. Mayer she knew had secrets, long before they saved her from the ship. Her father, however… he was not the man Tera remembered. Real or imagined, the monster changed him.

Her father hadn’t died, but Tera worried he was lost all the same.

She woke to a gentle drum of rain on the roof, hazy morning light gently falling through the workshop window, and Bann. Startled, Tera nearly fell out of her chair, catching herself on the edge of the table before she hit the ground, but not quick enough to catch the tools that clattered to the ground. She flinched at the sound, booming in the morning quiet. Bann watched with a slight smile and a teacup in her hand.

“Hello, Tera.”

“Bann, I— hi.”

“Rough night?”

“I didn’t know you were coming. I would have cleaned. Cleared a table at least. Have you been here long?”

“A minute or two. I’d only asked C2 to make a cup of tea.” The inquisitor slid a small wooden box across the table. “I brought more. This is from Yultipis.”

“Oh, thank you.” Tera pulled the box close to her nose and breathed in the earthy fragrance. She sighed. A sleepy smile spread across her face. “What were you doing there?”

“My work takes me to all corners of the kingdom. It’s all very secretive, you know.”

“Yes, of course.” Tera nodded with feigned seriousness. “You would never share.”

“No, no, I couldn’t.” Bann laughed. “Well, fine, if you insist. There was a blight. When the city was first settled, the villagers burned the forest to clear land for farms. A witch saved one tree. The story is boring and the events were well before my time. Just know, witchcraft, vengeance, and the deep memory of a tree make a blight.”

“Sure, okay,” Tera said. She learned early on to accept the inquisitor's explanations for all things magic. No doubt there was more to it, but even mekanica seemed like witchcraft to the untrained. The knowledge was too specialized. “What did you do?”

“Killed it.”

“How?”

“That is not an interesting story I’m afraid. I trapped it. I cut it to pieces. I burned it. Blights are rare, yes, but they hardly a threat. A bounty hunter could do the same.” Bann sighed. “The governor is an old friend of mine. I don’t think I could have turned my attention away from the war otherwise. Not when we are so close to victory. Did you know they’ve tried to rally the islands?”

“I think I read that.”

“Action of the desperate. We broke the islands before. They were nothing but pirates and thieves. They’re no better now.”

“So this won’t affect shipping.”

“All business. The metal shortage is still a problem?”

“I’ve found a solution.”

“Scrappers then? Ah, I will ask no more. Best I don’t know.”

Whistling a tune to themself, Cyan-2 cleared the table of Tera’s clutter, replacing parts with a porcelain cup filled to the brim with tea. Tera savored the bitter taste. Tera rose to her feet, groaning and stretching and ignoring the horrible sounds her joints made. She rubbed out the soreness of her neck as she retrieved a clean cloth and toolkit.

“Have you considered buying a bed?”

“I have one.”

“Have you tried using it? It might help with… that.”

Tera laughed and shook her head. “No. How’s the hand?”

The inquisitor removed her glove and flexed her mekanica fingers for Tera to see. Aside from a scuff on the palm, Bann’s hand was spotless. Tera gently pulled on each finger, checking for resistance and feeling the articulation.

“It looks fine,” she said.

“Believe it or not, my friend, this is a social visit.”

“Oh.”

“You are much like me, when I was your age. Work consumed all, no time to relax. You know well there is always more to do than can be done.” Bann took Tera’s hands in hers, echoing the engineer’s tests with flesh. “I will tell you something I wish I heard. There is no shame in occasionally indulging your desires.”

Tera raised an eyebrow.

“What I am saying is, there is no need to hide your romantic interests from me. I know they lean cold-blooded. I do not judge.”

Tera’s face flushed. She pulled away and coughed tea into her hand. “I don’t… my ‘interests’ are tall and strong.”

“And it must be hard to find someone taller than you.” Bann passed Tera a cloth to clean herself. The porcelain hardly made a sound as she set her teacup down. With a heavy sigh, her smile faded to a thin line and she pulled the black glove back on her hand. “So there is no one here?”

“No.”

The inquisitor narrowed her eyes. “Hm. Disappointing.”

“It’s like you said, there’s always more work to—”

“Tera, stop. I know you don’t think me stupid. You are not a good liar and you try far too often. I might have been willing to look the other way, were he an unfortunate choice of partner. But lie to me? I cannot have that.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Do you know what the ether feels like? I doubt you do. It is cold. Not like winter, not like ice, but an absence of heat. It is irritating. It is painful. It is death that lurks beneath your skin, trying to escape, to manifest on its own. Trying to exist within you and beyond you. My order trains us to manage the cold. We learn to lessen the pain, to ignore the itch within us.” Bann rested her hand on the hilt of her sword. Any trace of humor vanished from her face. “Through that, we learn to feel it in others. That is how and why we hunt witches. So tell me, who are you hiding?”

Tera felt the urge to lie. She opened her mouth to deny, but the inquisitor’s steady gaze quelled that impulse. Bann looked the same as when Tera first met her: no warmth, no smile, only the stern eyes of the inquisition. The savior bearing gifts of tea gave way to what Bann had always been: an inquisitor.

Nothing more. Nothing less.

“Please don’t,” Tera whispered. “Don’t hurt them. I’ll do anything.”

“How can I trust that when you lie to me? After everything I have done for you, everything the kingdom has done, this is how you repay us? It is a shame, Tera. I did consider you a friend.”

“Please.”

Bann shook her head. Scanning the room, her eyes rested on every possible hiding spot until her gaze fell on the loft. She smirked.

“At least someone slept in your bed. You can come out now,” she said, raising her voice to be heard. “There is no point in hiding anymore.”

Bann drummed her fingers on the hilt, each finger a second on a clock, ticking down and down and down, timing the silence until a minute passed. Then another. Even with the rising storm outside, rain now joined by howling winds, Tera could only hear the sound of Bann’s mekanica hand. The inquisitor’s steady gaze never moved from the loft door, even as Tera backed away, closer to Cyan-2, though further from her escape. Not that she could flee even if she wished. She had no ship and a metal leg. Bann would find her.

The door to the loft creaked open.

Dressed in their long dark coats, Mayer and Walden stepped forward. They aimed their pistols at Bann as they descended, stopping just a few steps shy of the ground. Walden’s hand shook. Mayer’s was steady.

“Mayer Dunn, alive again I see.”

“Hello, Inquisitor…”

“Jo. Inquisitor Bann Jo.”

“Tera’s patron.”

“Yes.” Bann glanced to Tera’s father. “You, I don’t recognize.”

“Walden Bec.”

“Ah. How convenient for all my problems to come to me. You’re different than Tera described.”

“I’m older.”

“That’s not what I meant. She has great reverence for you. She told me you were an honorable man. A loyalist. She did not tell me you were a witch. Don’t deny it, Mister Bec. I see the darkness in your eyes.” The corners of her lips curled into a smile. “Do you intend to shoot me? Do you trust your aim?”

“I just want to leave. Let us go and you’ll never see me again.”

“You would let your daughter inherit your sins?”

Tera’s heart seized in her chest. A chill crept down her spine as Bann’s eyes flicked to her. The inquisitor didn’t make threats. She made a promise.

Walden’s mouth drew into a tight line. “Leave Tera out of this.”

“I would like to. She is a valuable asset. She remained loyal even when those around her failed. There had been missteps, but they were minor, or so I thought. You two lead her astray. Her treason extends only as far as the pair of you. Surrender and I might forgive her.”

“You’re holding her hostage?”

“I am giving you a chance to prove her right.” Bann stopped drumming her fingers. “I grow tired of this conversation. You are guilty. You know your crimes. Shoot me or don’t. You will die either way.”

Tera hadn’t seen the inquisitor draw her blade. She heard the gunshot. The sound thundered through the workshop. She saw the teacup shatter. Shards of white porcelain exploded onto the floor and table. But she had not seen Bann react. The inquisitor now held her blade in a reverse grip, the flat drawn across her body. She stood now in a wide stance. Three fingers of her mekanica hand wrapped around the hilt of the heavy blade. The other two fell in pieces to the floor.

Smoke rose from the pistol in Mayer’s hand. Tera’s father stared with wide eyes on the step below. Frozen by fear — or by the ether, Tera couldn’t say — Walden made no resistance as Mayer pulled the gun from his hand, cocking back the hammer and aiming for Bann’s chest.

For a heartbeat, for two more more, the room was silent. Rain collected and pooled on the roof and fell to the floor in single drops. Bann shifted her sword to her good hand and ran a finger along the edge of the wide, flat blade. She pointed it at Mayer, mimicking their stance, challenging them. But if they understood, they did not acknowledge her.

“I am old and slow,” she said, “but I am still a kingdom knight. For Tera, I will give you one last chance to lay down your arms. Are you sure you want to try this?”

“If I'm dying either way.”

Bann moved before the hammer fell and the boom of gunfire filled the room. She covered the distance in seconds, only three strides — maybe four. Her body twisted and her blade followed. A spark flashed in the room as the inquisitor’s blade met the bullet. Bann carried forward, swinging her sword in a wide arc, throwing her weight and momentum into the strike.

Mayer tackled Walden down the steps, narrowly avoiding the inquisitor’s blade as she smashed through the banister, showering them in wood and splinters. Walden landed on his arm and howled in pain.

Mayer found their feet before Bann could follow through with another swing. Darting forward, they drove their shoulder into her, knocking the inquisitor off balance. Mayer pressed their advantage. They pulled a dagger unlike any Tera had ever seen. A cupped guard protected the hilt and the blade itself was jagged and uneven, ending in a thin point.

The remains of a fractured sword.

Bann’s eyes widened at the weapon, only for a moment before she regained her composure. Tightening her grip, Bann moved to the defensive. Her movements were slower than Mayer, each swing of her heavy blade more deliberate, yet she met their broken sword every time. Their blades clashed with clangs of steel. Bann maintained distance from Mayer as best she could, leading them in a tight circle around the center of the workshop. Her eyes never left the witch.

Shielded from the fight by Cyan-2, Tera moved to her father. Walden crouched behind one of her unfinished mekanica frames. He held a pistol between his knees. His hands shook as he poured gunpowder down the barrel, spilling more on the floor than in the gun. He flinched as Tera grabbed his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. He watched the fight with fearful eyes and fumbled with the small metal projectiles. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

Tera placed her hands over his and steadied them. With a strained smile — her feeble attempt at comfort — she took the gun and tucked it into her pants. “We’ll figure this out.”

“I knew it would come for me. I knew I would lead it to you.”

“C2 will take you to the docks. You can find a boat there.”

“I’m a coward.”

“Protect him,” Tera said to the mekanica.

Cyan-2 responded with a low whistle, placing themself between the fight and Walden. Tera's father clung to the mekanica, though he'd only taken a step before reaching back and pulling on Tera's arm.

"Come with me."

"I can't. Mayer needs my help."

“What can you do? She is an inquisitor. She’ll kill you.”

“I have to try.”

The lines on her father’s face drew together and his lips formed a tight frown, but his eyes remained unchanged. No anger or sadness. No fear, even though he still trembled. Only the same hollow darkness before. He slinked back behind Cyan-2, moving in step with the mekanica as they worked their way to the door.

Mayer continued their relentless assault on Bann. Though the inquisitor’s pace slowed, her strength did not waiver. Each parry nearly knocked Mayer off balance and, though they recovered quickly, left them open to retaliation.Yet Bann never countered their attacks. She studied Mayer. Their fight became a dance, moving to a rhythm, each clash of steel a beat in the song of death, backed by the rain and thunder of the storm.

Bann watched. She waited.

She found her opening.

Bann caught Mayer’s dagger in her mekanica hand. The porcelain shattered and the blade caught on the gears and wires inside. With one hand, Bann drove her sword down into the workshop floor, sinking it deep into the concrete. Mayer pulled on their dagger, but the blade was stuck. Bann curled her fingers around the guard and yanked it from their grasp.

Bann delivered a swift punch to Mayer’s gut, and the witch doubled over, coughing. Before they could recover, Bann wrenched the shattered blade from her mekanica hand, tossing it aside. She wrapped her hand around Mayer’s collar, lifting them from the floor. They beat against her arms and jacket, but the inquisitor’s grip was too strong.

Bann balled her gloved hand into a fist and jabbed Mayer in the face. Pulling back, she struck them again and again and again until Mayer’s face was painted red with blood and their futile retaliation ceased. Mayer sputtered. Blood and drool fell from their mouth in thick strands. They crumpled to the floor as Bann released them. Even as the inquisitor pulled her sword from the concrete, they could only glare at her through blood and bruises.

Tera found her father’s pistol in her hand and rose to her feet before she knew what she was doing. She thumbed the hammer back. She hesitated only for a heartbeat, yet she saw Bann’s eyes before she felt the kick of the gun. She saw the flicker of disappointment before anger set in.

Tera missed.

She felt a chill creep up her spine to her hand. A cold that existed beneath her skin. The gun flew from her hand as Bann flicked her wrist. The cold moved down Tera’s body. She toppled. Sparks flew as the metal of her leg crumpled and tore. Screws and gears and shards of alloy exploded toward Bann's outstretched hand. Sweat glistened off the inquisitor's brow. Tera spared a glance to Mayer, broken and bleeding, and pushed herself to her knee. She grabbed a cluttered table for support and tried to stand, but fell, spilling tools and parts onto the floor.

Bann walked toward Tera. Each step was another entry on Tera's list of crimes.

"I freed you. I took you in when no one else would. I gave your life meaning."

"You can kill me. Just let them go."

"I do not want to, Tera. It is a shake they poisoned your mind. I hoped to save you."

Bann raised her sword. Her hands tightened around the hilt of the blade. She hesitated.

The rain and thunder couldn't block the sound of mechanical footsteps. Bann turned and swung, carving into Cyan-2's frame before catching on the gears of their movement, sending sparks to the floor and leaving gash of jagged steel. Wound enough to kill a man.

Wound enough to kill mekanica.

Cyan-2's exposed arc core pulsed with energy as they wrapped their hands around Bann's sword. Even as their movement slowed, Cyan-2 resisted the inquisitor as she pulled on her sword, matching her strength with steel.

Tera's hand clenched around a wrench, and, pushing off with her good leg, Tera slammed into Bann. The older woman screamed as Tera’s wrench connected with her back. Bann stumbled. Her hands slipped off the hilt of her blade.

Tera fell to the floor.

Gunfire echoed through the room.

For a moment, there was only silence. Even the storm seemed muted as Walden approached. His hands were steady. His eyes were dark. Smoke rose from the pistol. He walked with a confidence that Tera hadn’t seen for a long time.

Rich red blood soaked Bann’s shirt. Arms slack, the inquisitor fell to her knees. Her eyes flicked from Mayer to Walden and finally settled on Tera.

She spat blood onto the floor.

Of all the stories about inquisitors, few went into details on their deaths. Some claimed inquisitors couldn’t die. They lived on forever, the oldest of them far older than lizardfolk, perhaps older than the kingdom itself. Others claimed their deaths turned them into spirits and monsters, creating a need for yet more inquisitors. A few described their deaths as spectacular disasters. Storms that could destroy entire cities. Plagues that killed millions.

Bann’s death was quiet.

Walden wrapped his arms around Tera, taking her weight as she rose to her feet. The pair stood over the inquisitor’s bleeding corpse, watching, waiting for something to happen. But she never rose from the floor. The rain gradually weakened, fewer beats on the roof of the workshop with every minute until there was silence.

“I didn’t run,” Walden whispered.

“You saved me.”

“I killed them.”

“Bann— Inquisitor Jo would have… it doesn’t matter. You saved me.”

“No, not now. Of course not now. I would do anything to save you, Tera.” Her father stumbled, nearly taking them both to the floor. Pausing to catch his breath, he led Tera to Mayer. “She wasn’t the first I killed. I didn’t mean to. You have to believe me, I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay.”

“I couldn’t control myself. I tried, but it was inside my head. She tried to stop me. She should have stopped me, but I… I killed her. That is the truth. I turned my fellows against the inquisitor. I killed her apprentice. Then I left them all, sealed them in the temple, and offered them to the monster. A sacrifice so that I could live.”

“I don’t care.”

“I am a murderer and a coward.”

“You are my father.”

“I am still a murderer and a coward. I betrayed the kingdom. I betrayed the inquisition. I am no better than the rebels.”

“That doesn’t matter. Dad, I loved the kingdom. I thought I was doing the right thing. But the kingdom doesn’t care about me. I would have died on the Eon Heart if Mayer hadn’t saved me. I would have died now if you hadn’t. The kingdom has tried to kill me more than the rebels. I am tired of serving a country that wants me dead.”

“Tera…”

“I have seen where blind loyalty leads. I let Gharos die because I believed we did the right thing. Mayer was right, he should have run.”

At their name, the bleeding witch stirred, coughing and sputtering and pushing themself to their knees. “Thank you. I usually am.”

They wiped the blood from their face, wincing as they did, then found their broken blade, hiding it once more beneath their coat. With a grunt, they pushed themself to their feet, though their balance was off. They lurched forward and stumbled into Walden and Tera, catching themselves on the Becs’ shoulders. They stared at the ground. Blood dripped to Tera’s boot.

“I should have left with you when I had the chance,” Tera said.

“You still can. You should.” Mayer met her gaze. “You know you cannot stay right?”

“I know.”

“They will come for you.”

“I know.”

“They won’t stop until you are dead.”

“I know, Mayer, I know!” Tera dug her nails into her father’s shoulder. Her face flushed red. “I did everything right. I served the kingdom without question. They took my leg, took my friends, then cast me aside. It’s not fair. I was happy here, you know? I was happy.”

“I am sorry..”

“We never should have come back,” Walden said.

“No. I am glad you did. I was worried about you, Dad. I wanted nothing more than you to be safe.” Tera looked to Mayer. “I only wish Gharos was here too.”

Mayer nodded.

Tera took a calming breath and dried her cheeks on her sleeve, though neither helped her much. “Help me gather my tools. If you can find what’s left of my leg, I can rebuild it on the ship. If we can get a ship.”

“You’ll come with us then?”

Tera sighed. “I have nowhere else to go. You have saved me more than the kingdom. I owe you. I will make it up to you.”

“You already have. I did nothing Gharos wouldn’t have done for me. Did you know, he told me you saved him on the ship. Before the captain decided his glory was worth more than his life. The first time the engines failed, before you knew what state the Eon Heart was in. I don’t think I ever thanked you for that, Tera. Thank you.”

“I… I wish I could have done more.”

“We should leave,” Walden said. “Someone must have heard the gunfire.”

“It would be bad to be caught with the inquisitor’s corpse,” Mayer agreed.

Walden tightened his grip on Tera, pulling her weight onto him in a sort of half hug. “Are you ready to leave?”

Tera nodded. Leaning on her father for support, she left her workshop. No longer a member of the inquisition. No longer a soldier. No longer an engineer. Nothing more than a traitor to the kingdom.

A title she now wore with pride.

#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa its done #finally #I wrote the bulk of this since part 2 #edited everything in december #and then wavered on the last conversation for 4 fuckin weeks #This is the best I got #I hope its fine #my brain is fried

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hikariamai · 6 years

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Sweet Slumber 🌙

{A:N: Another mostly unedited, tiny drabble because the JuminV feels are STRONG. 💜 💙 }

Word count: 369

It wasn't often that things played out like this. Usually the tiniest disturbance in Jihyun's sleeping woke the heir in a worry. Whether it be a shift beside him, or even the switch his breathing took just before he was about to wake. Typically, if V was awake, Jumin was too.

Tonight however, he had managed to wake up while Jumin still slept soundly beside him, broad arm draped across his chest in protection and gathered close. The rise and fall of the heir's breathing rhythmic in its rest. The moonlight that filtered in bathing against his features, the gentle part of his lips, the way his eyelashes intertwined together, everything about his love was beautiful even in sleep.

V inhaled lightly, the desire to reach out and touch, or even to grab a camera to capture this rare moment was strong. He knew if he were to do the latter Jumin would wake, and the fact he wasn't awake right now seemed to be a testament to how tired he was.

The photographer would have to make do with a visual memorization. Still, he gently reached out and splayed fingers against warm, bare chest. A mild heart beat danced against his fingers with the rising and falling of his chest. To think such a warm heart beat for him. To think so many misrepresented him as being cold and emotionless. Seeing him now, in a state so vulnerable, it was hard to believe he was any other way. I

Jihyun smiled softly, shifting closer still in the bed, grip around him tightening with the movement. Lashes slowly parted, greys searching for mint. “Jihyun?” Sleep cracked voice called out, confusion apparent as mint hues gazed back without the haziness of sleep.

“Go back to sleep. Nothing is wrong.” Smooth voice soothed, resting against chest as the body heat radiated between the two.

Grip tightened still, grey hues slowly waking and taking stock of Jihyun and then slowly around the room. He relaxed slightly, finding nothing wrong as he placed a light kiss against the top of mint hair. “You sleep.”

V exhaled contently, wrapped in his love’s scent and embrace. “Yes. I will. I am safe… all thanks to you.”

#hikari needs to write more #this came after crying all evening about the another story day 2 2am-ish chat #the feels 😭💜💙#quick barely edited drabble #juminv #jumin x v #juv #ineedtonotbesoworriedaboutmywriting #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #mystic messenger #original post omg #fanfic/drabble #how to do the 'read more' thing again on tumblr mobile???#'This is so sickeningly sweet...'

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elsecrytt · 2 years

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ELSEY YOU CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS TO ME

Elsey listen it's 2 am i need to sleep but your addition to that Dia post KEEPING ME AWAKE

How does it feel to have such a big brain huh? You're amazing please keep ranting about whatever because i will eat this shit up

Oh, also you dropped this 👑

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA thank youuuuuu~ It's so sweet that you enjoy my Takes sfgkhhfgd and it's super encouraging to know that you get something out of them, hehe,,, it's always just.

So fun to see ppl who get similar vibes from the characters, sharing their own views and reasons for that,,, it's lovely to hear from you and Erin, and I'm glad y'all like hearing from me, too~

I've had this whole. Theory of Diavolo post floating in my head for ages but I haven't gotten around to it until now bc it requires a lot of. Screenshot editing,,,,

Now Presenting:

Diavolo - Truth and Lies

Spoilers for:

The Escorts (Memory SR, Chapter M, Luci and Satan on it) Devilgram

The Glory Days (Lucifer Chapter A UR) Devilgram

Main story up through Lesson 16

So basically:

Diavolo has the ability to tell lies - this is confirmed in several places in canon.

My personal headcanon/theory is that this isn't Diavolo being a people person (although he probably is, to some extent). This isn't even a special ability Diavolo has, either as a demon, or as a future Demon King.

I think this is a curse. Specifically, I think this is a curse that Diavolo asked a witch to place on him, and the caveat of this curse is that Diavolo cannot tell a lie.

It's totally possible there are instances of this being blown out of the water in canon but Diavolo is usually pretty diplomatic in his denials and avoids telling direct lies so just stay with me for a moment. I HAVE SCREENSHOTS!!

The first question of course is. "Who would have put a curse like this on him, Elsey? He's the Demon Prince. He's ridiculously powerful, what kind of witch could even do that? Even Solomon might not be able to."

We do know a witch who might have done it! A witch who would have been powerful enough, and who has a pretty interesting relationship with Diavolo: Maddi!

Maddi is acknowledged, by Satan, Lucifer, and Diavolo, to be extremely powerful. Literally Lucifer is going "When someone radiates power like she did..." Lucifer!

The really interesting bit is later on - that Maddi refused to return to the human world until Dia married her, and it was really long ago.

It sounds like, in return for casting this curse on Dia, Maddi wanted his hand in marriage. It'd explain both her entitlement, and the reason Diavolo had a hard time turning her down - because she did him a favor!

And also why Diavolo is pimping out Satan and Lucifer not to see her again lmaoooo. This, I daresay, is why Diavolo doesn't like her - it's not necessarily a reasonable request she's making, but she also did something for him that literally no one else could have done.

Plus she's supposedly smoking hot and if she likes Luci and Satan, her taste in men is absolutely fine. Listen Diavolo I'll take one for the team and marry her myself -

Anyways. Second point here - this happened "a really long time ago". This is a point in favor of my theory, because Diavolo has been asserting that he is honest/never lies for a very long time indeed:

This is a MEGA long time ago - before Lucifer fell from heaven, even.

Now ofc Diavolo doesn't outright say it's a curse (and I doubt this theory is something the devs intended), but it does sound like Diavolo is leaning on the "honest" thing pretty heavily, no?

(Bonus points: In his recently-released character songs, one of Diavolo's lines is actually - "I have nothing to hide/I am always honest")

Consider also the fact that if this is true, it goes a good way to explain how Diavolo is getting along with Lucifer so well, and pressing the point of peace even though Lucifer quite clearly looks down on demons as an archangel.

See, Lucifer actually tells a couple of blatant lies during this visit:

If Diavolo has this ability to know for certain when someone is lying, then he knows Lucifer doesn't hate him/the Devildom as much as he said (and Lucifer's dad hung him out to dry on the speech thing lmaooo)

Now, on to what I consider the most damning piece of evidence - we have the actual statement in Lesson 4 during Levi's TSL quiz, that Diavolo can tell when someone is lying

Diavolo was brought in to judge this event, too - almost certainly because he has this ability. "You know as well as I do" - this is something all the brothers, and possibly the demon populace as a whole, know about Diavolo.

Levi later does concede that he lost; he believes Diavolo's ability, and implicitly, believes that Diavolo isn't lying about it. But canonically, this is our confirmation that Diavolo can tell when someone is lying, possibly as some supernatural "ability".

The real proof comes in lesson 16. Belphie, at this point, absolutely despises both humankind - and naturally, the suggestion that Lilith became human - and Diavolo. That's important. He HATES Diavolo and Diavolo's ideas.

If you chose to tell him "I'm sorry you found out this way", he goes on to mope a bit until his brothers encourage him.

But what if you choose to say "You really won't believe it?"

Belphie insists he won't believe it. He could never believe it. And honestly this makes a lot of sense, and feels like the natural reaction he'd have to such an unforeseen revalation.

And then Diavolo says "It's the truth". Diavolo, who Belphie hates. What reason does Belphegor possible have to -

Aaaaaand he believes him. Just like that. Now, I'm gonna be real, I'm not super impressed with how the writers handled this plot twist, especially in light of the aftermath. HOWEVER.

It's still fucking weird that Belphie just accepts Diavolo's word so easily, accepts the entire story and spins right into repentance and blaming himself for Lilith's death...

...unless. Diavolo is magically incapable of lying. Perhaps because he's been cursed?

The brothers all know about Maddi (it's in the escorts mission). They very probably would all know why Diavolo doesn't get along with her, but still has to accommodate her when she visits. It would make sense for Belphie to know about this, actually.

Annnnnyyways that's my favorite pet Diavolo theory that's been rattling around in my head for a while. It's by no means canon or confirmed (canon seems to forget about Diavolo's ability to tell when someone is lying on the regular, anyways), but my god, is it interesting.

Diavolo being a living lie detector and unable to lie makes him an invaluable plot device, a useful tool to a resourceful enough MC, and even as cursed as the theory suggests, if you remember a little oneshot I wrote called "Heartache".

It is just. hnnng. Absolutely delicious. I love the idea so much and wish there were more of it in canon... but hey. That's what fics are for ;)

#trashy-corvian #obey me #diavolo #obey me theorycrafting #lesson 16 spoilers #elsey rambles #elsey rambles AT LENGTH #i brought screenshots please read my five page double spaced essay with citations and footnotes

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everything-laito · 3 years

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Diabolik Lovers Tag 2!

I was tagged by @vampiretsuki and @akumacaron!!!

Rules: Answer the Questions and Tag whomever you want to tag~ I would love to read your answers so tag me (@vampiretsuki) and I will read them~!

1.- Would you rather wear Carla’s Scarf or Shin’s eyepatch?

I love scarves!!! So Carla’s scarf :) But eyepatches are metal as fuck, but I’d do that for like a one time only thing.

2.- Which moments has been the most shocking to you? (Game, Manga, CD Drama, Stage Play, Anime)

Ok the fact that in the anime Laito kills Richter, like I look back at it and lose my SHIT––that’s probably the best thing the anime has to offer. There’s so much symbolism and implications and UGH I might have to do an analysis of it myself, even though aka-anemone made hers on it. I know I talk shit about the anime a lot so it’s surprising that I’d be talking about it in a positive light, but that’s one of the most shocking moments I can think of now.

3.- Have you had a Diaboy whom you hated (or had very little interest) and now you love him?

Uhhhhh not really? I’ve always hated Reiji and uh,,,, I hate him a little less now. I appreciate his juxtaposition to the boys and his funny insults and regular comic relief.

4.- Which moments (Game, Manga, etc) has made you laugh the most?

EVERY TIME LAITO REFERS TO HIMSELF AS A GENTLEMAN I SWEAR––there was one moment I remember laughing recently too, oh god it was a tokuten CD; whenever I think of it I’ll make an edit to this.

oh also whenever Reiji’s whip sound effect plays in the games or CD. Idk why but it’s so funny to me.

5.- Which moments has made you cry the most?

I’ve played Laito’s MB route two times, and whenever that scene of him and Yui having consensual sex I always cry. First it was on the bus when I went to Cuba for a school trip three years ago (which yikes I hate crying in front of other people LMAO), and last year it was in the corner of the study room in my residence hall behind 2 whiteboards on wheels. I was waiting for my laundry to be done (for some reason the laundry room and the study room were connected lmao)

6.-Which moments has been the scariest for you?

Legit Kanato’s HDB vampire ending. That shit screwed me up dude, my stomach knotted even more than Laito’s ending. I’ll copy a snippet of a conversation between me and my friend (who loves Kanato) when I just got done with his vampire ending.

me: like Kanato really just took everything Yui loved and had, even her humanity; i just realized the latter, and WOW thats FUCKED UP like Laito did it too but SHIT kanato just,,, went more

my friend: Right?? And it’s so much more eerie with kanato because yui just seems so happy. And yeah laito also took everything away but kanato is just on this whole other level because at least yui remembers her old life and why she loved it with laito but she doesn’t with kanato

me: Yeah its just uhhhhhhhhhh oh god oh fuck

I think creepy stuff juxtaposed by happiness/cuteness just makes it all the worst. Its like that clip of children singing ring around the rosie in horror movies; that specifically doesn’t really get me cuz its so overused now but you get the gist.

7.- Which moments has made you the angriest?

whenever reiji jk lol its more:

whenever Cordelia

whenever Karlheinz

also yeah still kinda whenever reiji

8.- Would you like to be a student at their nocturnal school? Would you stalk/see what the Diaboys are up to? Who? (Only pick 3 diaboys!)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA stalking Laito is a TERRIBLE idea. He’ll know right away. But uh,,,, :) I’ll fuckin do it

I’d also see what Yuma and Ayato are up to. I’d love to see what Kou is up to but his fans would easily catch on and probably yeet me into the sun.

disclaimer: don’t stalk irl it’s uhhhhh kinda really bad :)

9.- Have you had any DL Dreams? if so… Tell us your favorite or your most recent~!

I’ve been in this godforsaken hell for 5 years now???? And I think about Laito literally almost every fucking day???? what do I get??? nO dreams with him. I think I’ve had snippets before but I can’t remember any now. It’s unfortunate.

BUT. I do remember one dream I had where Reiji was in (the irony, I know). Here’s the text I sent to my friend (that was in the dream too) about it:

Me: BRUHHHH U WERE IN MY DREAM LAST NIGHT AND SO WAS REIJI FROM DIABOLIK LOVERS (the one that looks like a pigeon) AND YOU SAID THAT YOU LOST YOUR VIRGINITY IN HIGH SCHOOL TO HIM IM LOSING MY MARBLES LMAO

My friend: 😂😂yoooooo nooooo 🤭

Me: We were all in this bougie ass house waiting for someone, and you, me and Reiji are just on the couch and im introducing myself and all and I was like “I know who you are Reiji” and then the conversation continued and eventually there was a subtle hint in a sentence he said that insinuated that you and him had sex, and I was like “HUH???? [friend’s name] WHAT” and you were like .3. “yeah I hooked up in high school” and I was like “goddammit why didnt you at least introduce me to Laito or something if you knew his family” and you were like “lol”

Anyways I lost my shit when I woke up; enjoy my barely coherent half asleep grammar

10.- Is there something/habit a diaboy does that bothers/annoys you?

AYATO WONT TIE HIS FUCKING TIE RIGHT IM––

Honestly Idc about that nearly as much that I can’t forgive Laito for the toothbrush scene, I can’t, it’s too weird even for me, and thats goddamn saying something.

11.- Is there something/habit a diaboy does that makes your heart flutter/melt?

Literally almost everything Laito does except the toothbrush scene. But mainly voice drops. and his manic laughter. fuck.

Lmao this was fun!!! Now time for the tagging:

@hotline-to-hell @nam00n @the-precious-sugar-chan @murasakiplum @the-tomboygamer123 @jardinsdeminuit @zaraenia have fun, go ham!!! Also if you wanna do this do it as well!!!

#kernels #Diabolik Lovers tag

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soniatera · 4 years

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✨ for @ spidaerman lol. and thank you for taking the time to do this zey!! 💛🌻💫

AAAAHH HELEN!!!! ♥♥♥ omg how am I gonna choose only five 😭😭😭 you are super talented and I’m so glad we met ahh <333

1-) Your Spiderverse edit #1. THIS IS PERFECTION. The purples look amazing!!!!! Love how you placed the text on the first one and the textures too!!! seeing your pretty edits made me want to rewatch itsv I really should do that soon ahbdvjhfbvjaf

2-) Your Spiderverse edit #2 COLORS COLORS COLORS COLORS COLOOOOOOOOORS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I really should get some coloring lessons from you 👀👀👀

3-) Your Firelord Zuko edit gives me all the feels!!!!!! The textures, how you placed the texts, fonts AAAAAAAAHHHHH THEY ALL LOOK AMAZING!!!! IT’S ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVES!!!

4-)Your Spiderverse edit #3 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHVFKVNDFKVNFKVNXMVBCNVJSBFKVBDKAAAAAAAAAAVBFDVBAAAAA need I say more? HELEN!!!! That edit is the definition of perfection!!! Look at the textures!!! The way you combined the scenes together ahhhhh it’s seriously amazing ♥♥♥

5-) Your Spiderverse edit #4 AGAIN THE COLORSSSSS AAAAAAAH I really like how red stands out the most but also goes well with the other colors you chose!!! You are such a wonderful & talented person and I’m so glad I can call you my friend. We became close in such a short time and I’m sooo glad we met in the first place!! I love you!! ♥♥♥ Please keep making more edits too because I will always be here to support you♥

#answered #ask game #helennnn i love you♥♥♥#sunflowaer

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irisvseyelash · 4 years

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[Part 1] Aww good luck for your revisions and exam, Iris! Wish you have successful exams and getting all good&satisfying grades. Amiin.. 🙏💕💖 About sideblog, I'll encourage you to make that! You could post some of your drawings along with hcs or snippets of your fic/draft, as a way to vent or practicing your skills. You have my support! 😤👍✨ Yeah same, I also feel too insecure to make a fic when I had no writing skill. Making random hc is my specialty, not writing fic *hands up in surrender*.

[Part 2] Btw, have you seen Garou's promo art for chinese edition of Road to Hero game? It has Garou in Highschool uniform! 😳💖 Last week I wrote Batarou HS AU and today there's this Highschooler Garou promo art, what a coincidence! Now I imagine Badd has Garou as his senior in my HS AU with an appearance like this: twitter(.)com(/)dailygarou(/)status(/)1297020663530696704 👀✨ No wonder Badd will fallen in love with him, he'd be swooning (internally, ofc), aww.. 😍😩💗💘

[Part 3] Consider: Badd secretly had a huge crush for his senior prior the tutoring event begin, he's attracted by Garou's style and handsomeness (also his reputation as both troublemaker and school prodigy, whoaa, Badd's truly respected him!) but quickly pissed off by his bastard personality once Garou opened his mouth, lmaoo! But soon enough, once they both warmed on eachother, Badd could see Garou's soft side and kindness. Plus his family already welcomed Garou, even adored him.. 😚

[Part 4] Speaking of Batarou HS AU, it's still WIP for I still working on the main event. Already writing the bonus part of it, instead, lol what is this randomness I can't anymore with myself 😜😅😂 Anyways, I'm preparing something for the fandom on the next month, and it's including you, too! It's nothing big and idk if it's good, but I hope it will keep you all entertained 😚💕 Just wish me luck to not become a procrastinator and piling my planned WIPs in discontinued works again 😞😔😅

Ameen.. Thanks again Dyan 😭💓💓💓💓 Oh yeah! Happy Belated Awal Muharram to you! I totally forgot about that astaghfirullah😂😂

👀👀👀 should I? I think I'll link it up in the reblog of this post, that blog. Tbh, lately it's been feeling like I have lesser and lesser time for writing fics or shots and more and more AUs and HCs keep popping up, like one of my recent HCs of Tareo being Orochi's son :/

But heck *waves white handkerchief* I don't do AUs and HCs as well as you either.

Oh my god About Garou's promo pic forgive me lord for I have sinned 💦💦💦 He has no right to even wear his uniform like that. pFT IMAGINE IIDA TENYA NYOOMING TOWARDS HIM FROM THE SCHOOL GATE—

*cough* anyway, Yes I've seen the promo pic and holy heck I would be lying if I said I didn't squeak when Ruby first showed it to the discord server 😂😂😂 It was... Interesting, I guess. Okayyyyy Iris stop exposing yourself 😂

Okay but tell me that Garou wouldn't make any straight guy to not fall for him, platonically or romantically. I mean heck the school probably loves him but he's just such a dick that the faculty and the student body just dislikes him.

Awwwwwww my goodness imagine Badd bumping into him on the first day of school and just— *rereads part 3* HOLd on this is kinda similar to the plot of a Breddy fanfic I read on Wattpad 'You had me at Watch It' or something. Okay anyway but Garou just opening his mouth as a bad first impression would be canon fight me 😂😂😂 if it wasn't for his intimidating, rbf expression, it would be the way he talks or the way he acts

And BABY SOFTGAROU YES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA where else can you get a cunning and bright troublemaker like him to only add on to your already effed up family who all probably have the same taste in others but only have the goddamn troublemaker be a babey and a cloud aafnfnfhdn

Oh yeah, your HS AU! Can I has a teeny weeny snippet before you totally post it??? Pleaaaase *insert doggo eyes* and oH RANDOMNESS MY FAVOURITE 😂😂😂 (ignore the begging, I was listening to Vivaldi's 4 seasons and was being dramatic)

Gassssp you're including me??!?!? I hope it doesn't have a deadline, cause my studies and exams schedules will never be tolerable at any rate in time ( TДT)

Let's all just pray that procrastination doesn't catch up to us and whack us in the head ≥﹏≤

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the-psydelicrainbow-kinhelpcafe · 4 years

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Oh! I just thought of something! I should probably state all I can offer anyways, not just differing from Hobbes, ahaha....

So, all that I can do that I can think of are....

Pendulums

Stimboards [for now]

Panel Edits

Aesthetics

Moodboards

Icons

Wallpapers

Headers

Lush Boards

GIFcons

Drawings/Doodle Pages/etc

Positivity

Self Care Kits

Food/Candy Kits

Playlists

Kin Matchups

Headcanons

Sprite Edits

And just so you all know, I do Edit Sets too, but if I'm thinking right, they're different than what Hobbes has in theirs. Mine will include............

[3] icons

[3] GIFcons

[2] sprite edits

[1] panel edit

[1] header

Hope this helps out anyone who was confused and makes more or as much sense as the first Mod Post aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.........

Curtis [MSPA Reader shift]

#Neon Brite Apprentice ❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍#its almost 3 30 in the morning and i am cracked out hough

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clarislam · 6 years

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My Reactions To “Escape The Night, Season 3 Episode 6:”

Throwing under a cut due to spoilers!

NO DOLLMAKER, DON’T DO IT, DON’T MAKE A DEAL WITH THAT GUY

And now I feel horrendously sorry for him. He just wanted to keep his business alive...

Colleen’s flirting with Mortimer now!? O_O Ok...

Oh gosh Colleen’s really coming onto Joey

Oh my gosh those dolls are actually seriously CREEPY.

HE FOUND A COINNNNNN

JOEY PROVED HIMSELF GUYS

I WILL REPEAT, HE FOUND A COIN FOR THE LAZARUS BOX

Also, that “blood doll” is creepy.

No, no, don’t make Ro torture a doll! SHE’S TOO SWEET TO DO THIS

Also in the meantime STOP getting her covered in disgusting stuff like blood and the stuff in the toilet from the first episode!! I feel so bad for her...

I can’t imagine how confused Colleen is by the change of events, but...I’m scared it’s too late for her apologies to Joey at this point.

Oh my gosh. Is everyone just curb-stomp voting Colleen into this maiden!?

OH MY GOSH THEY ARE

WHAT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA COLLEEN

DANG. That was...that was probably even scarier than Justine’s in Season 1...

OMG WE’RE GETTING A REVIVAL GUYS

NOO YOU CUT IT OFF AT THE BEST PART

Summary of my thoughts below:

1. GUYS WE’RE GONNA GET MATPAT BACK NEXT EPISODE I SWEAR

I think that’s the one person Safiya and Joey have on mind. EVERYONE knows that Matpat is basically one of the best players on the team and one of the best puzzle-solvers, so they’d probably want him back to help them with those types of things.

But also, as many of us fans have speculated, the trailer for the whole season have scenes with Matpat where he’s clearly alive and have not been shown yet, so...looks like we can look forward to those after he comes back!

2. Colleen’s death: Scariest and potentially the saddest in the show.

It’s bad enough to ‘die’ in this show at this point, if Seasons 1 and 2 didn’t make that obvious already as well as how alll the deaths in Season 3 have been going so far.

It’s worse when you know your friends all decided to turn on you 100%. I cannot imagine how she was feeling when it was all going on, but I imagine she was incredibly terrified on Justine levels or worse.

3. Who’s going to die next? I have no clue.

Clearly a revival will happen. However, I doubt they’re just going to bring back Matpat only to kill him off in the same episode. I think everyone also loves Ro too much to try to vote her in again (and we all know Matpat’s probably gonna protect her as evidently shown in every past episode of this Season).

So that leaves Manny, Nikita, and Joey. Joey’s the only one that hasn’t been voted in, so I feel like it’s possible the group will all deliberately vote him in. He’s been lucky to be in challenges in past seasons where he and the other voted in with him has no risk of death, but maybe his luck might run out. Other potential ‘deaths’ next episode I think could be Manny or Nikita. To be entirely honest, I just don’t know who will die next episode, IF there is a death (there have been episodes where there were no deaths of the main cast so that could happen again).

ADDITIONAL EDIT AS OF JULY 19, 2018: One of you pointed out the fact that I missed mentioning Safiya, soooo I’m just going to mention her here. *facepalms self*

Going along with death predictions here, I HIGHLY doubt Safiya’s going to die next episode. She’s one of the strongest competitors AND she’s caused literally no drama among everyone, so I’d like to think she’s safe for another episode. Then again, I could be entirely wrong and she could be just as unlucky as JC was in Episode 1. We’ll have to wait and see!

#escape the night #escape the night season 3 #escape the night season 3 episode 6 #escape the night spoilers #escape the night season 3 spoilers #mystical speaks #mystical reacts #mystical watches #i needed a lot of time to process it hence why i'm posting it NOW and not any sooner #but dang it was heartbreaking #BUT NOW WE HAVE HOPE BECAUSE OF THE HARP #escape the night season 1 spoilers

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