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trashpocket · 3 years

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Hey I saw you were asking for writing/art prompts, if you're up for it maybe something for Emil and Lalli? Maybe something cute about them either coming up with their own short form of talking (sign/hand signals whatever) to check in on eachother and ask if eachother is ok? Or maybe theyre both trying to learn how to say something sweet in the others language and they blurt it out at the same time? Feel free to interpret as you wish :D

He never shows it, but the Silent World is anything but silent.

Lalli thought Emil was too loud, and he barely understood a word besides his name, but Emil patiently mimed his words, pretending to cup his hands and pour them over his head, before finally pointing in the direction of the small wooden tub he had already set out, hidden by the side of the tank. Lalli scowled even further, not even amused by Emil’s fumbling, which told Emil that Lalli must be very tired.

Ghosts have been trailing after the tank quietly, as days became shorter and shorter — the distance getting cut, getting sliced so thinly, he could now count the minutes before the sun would set and the moon would finally show its face, waking him to the night’s refuge. He was okay with the evening, and the darkness of early mornings, but more often than not, he was not okay with ghosts who have not moved on from their resting places. He was not okay with the distance between them and the hoard growing shorter. He was not okay with the trolls who came too close from the houses that creaked and groaned when he approached; every shadow behind decrepit walls and large trees. The giants who gurgled and croaked when he ran, drew near, closed his eyes to sense them.

The Silent World was ironically, hardly silent. The grotesque sounds made his skin raise and itch; made him want to curl up and slap his hands over his ears when it became too strong. But he didn’t. Usually, never does.

He comes back in the morning, duty done, every monster and landmark mapped, every face of a troll memorized, every possible route checked. Then, the usual briefing between Sigrun and Tuuri occur, where both of them pester him about the map, scold him for his weird squiggly lines, and wring every last bit of energy out of him till he was just an irritated and tired mess, eyes almost falling shut if he simply blinked. But the noises were too much -- everyone’s voices were too much, too harsh.

This morning was the same.

He shook his head from its hood, hair falling in a curtain around him as he tried to sneakily enter the tank door, wanting to sleep the noise in his head away, only to be interrupted by said door opening in his face. Emil strode out, all smiles and squinted eyes. Lalli scowled. The nerve of the Swede to be so happy this early in the morning.

“Lalli! We still have to decontaminate you!”

Emil froze, and Lalli was ready to hiss out a sigh, before he heard Emil shuffle around him worriedly, cupping his face with frantic panic. “Sorry! Did I get the soap in your eyes?! Don’t tell me I did!”

He knew not to touch Lalli when he was annoyed though, and simply followed after him as he marched to the tub, and they got the decontamination under way. Lalli let his thoughts drift as Emil handled him gently, babbling all the way, thankful that Emil’s Swedish nonsense was lulling his thoughts into peaceful rest. At least -- mornings like this, his babble was enough to sift out the white noise. It was when Emil focused on some particular troll gunk on his hair that he went silent in concentration, and Lalli suddenly noticed that he missed its comforting presence.

He stared into the dark water, made a small sound of distress, needing to drown out the exhaustion and the buzzing of his skin -- the white noise in his head that threatened to come back. The irritation of this morning.

“Lalli?” Emil peered over him, and Lalli opened his eyes, looking up from his knees. Emil frowned, pressed a hand to the side of his face, and tilted his head. “Tired?”

Lalli wasn’t familiar with the word, but he understood the familiar gesture and only grumbled, “Mrrrr,” in ascent.

“Okay, I’ll be quick,” Emil nodded, before scooping up water with a cup in one hand, and letting his other hand hover Lalli’s eyes. Lalli closed them, trusting Emil as warm water dripped down his head, down his shoulders, washing the suds on his back. But his worried babbling didn’t continue and, frustrated, Lalli grabbed Emil’s hand and pressed it against his eyes, hoping he would understand the sign.

Emil was crouching in front of the tub, hands outstretched and cupping Lalli’s face. His fingers ran gently over his eyes to soothe any irritation, pads of his fingers going over lashes, eyelids, the bags beneath his eyes. From the tone of his voice, Emil was apologizing profusely for something but Lalli didn’t quite care. He was talking again, he was taking care of him -- and since Lalli had been forced to run day scouting and raids the other day, too -- he felt like the attention was well deserved on his part. The others had to learn from Emil, Lalli thought, but only Emil knew how to care for him this way. So, never mind. The others could stay useless to Lalli for all he cared.

But Emil paused in his ministrations now, and Lalli opened his eyes.

“Are you okay? Not hurt?” Emil covered one of Lalli’s eyes briefly, before pulling it back, non-verbally asking about them. “Did I get all the soap out?”

Lalli blinked in confusion, narrowing his eyes, and Emil looked ready to throw another fit of panic, before Lalli cracked a small curl of his lip. Amusement.

Emil recognized the mischievous look and gave Lalli a deadpan stare, unimpressed. “Finnish bastard.”

Well, Lalli was quite familiar with those curse words, but Lalli had to show he was okay now.

So, holding Emil’s hand to his face, he closed his eyes, and pressed the palm against his cheek, tilting his head. Like a cat. Emil wasn’t used to this gesture.

He only stared, confused if Lalli really did still have soap in his eyes, before the moment lasted for a bit too long. Then he finally recognized the gesture -- reminding him of Bosse. Emil shook his head with a chuckle, eyes crinkling with his smile. Before he could stop himself, his fingers brushed the hair on Lalli’s temple, then they slid down, tracing the cut of his cheek to cup his jaw.

Lalli opened his eyes. That was new.

Emil asked, “So, you’re fine now?”

Lalli only blinked. Emil sighed. Yeah, they kind of have to work on that one. That was a bit sudden of him.

But then Lalli reached out, hand holding Emil's cheek too.

“Fine now.” New broken Swedish, very short words, but it was enough.

Emil beamed, unfolded the towel that had been draped on his shoulders, and let the Finn step into his arms.

That was when Lalli finally understood that the noise in his head was quiet now, filled with soft babbling, gentle words, and gestures that said much more.

At least these were the mornings he returned to.

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okay, so lemme tell yall, I’ve been in such a heavy writing rut, and I kept scratching out everything that I’ve been writing for this new idea I got, and i was getting NOWHERE. I decided to practice using this prompt, so THANK YOU peach, for the lovely little prompt (even though it took so long, im sorry sweetie)!!! I wanted to take this several ways, but this was all I could think of! I hope you liked it! Plus, I’m not very good at sign language, or any signs in general, so IM SORRY!!! I’ll make sure to study up on that in the future! i couldn’t do the “learn new words and blurt them out at the same time” cause i wrote this in an hour, the basic Swedish that I know is atrocious, it would make Emil look fluent in Finnish, and I don’t trust myself with google translate. but besides those excuses, lemme know what you think about it!!! This piece had me DEAD

#one shot #emilalli #emil västerström #lalli hotakainen #ssss #just some heavy fluff #schmooping

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day6smutlog · 3 years

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God how I’ve missed you

Female Reader x Sungjin Genres: Fluff, Smut Word Count: 1.2k TW: Unprotected sex (NOT IRL FOLKS), oral sex (reader receiving), slight cursing

It was just another day during quarantine. You know, the usual, work, eat, sleep, repeat. You were fine with being locked up in your home. I mean what’s not to love! You were in the comfort of your own home. Although there was a downside, you felt lonely. It didn’t feel right sleeping by yourself and waking up to nothing but a cold pillow instead of your warm bear of a boyfriend. Cuddling up on the couch watching Marvel movies and listening to Sungjin geek out explaining about the Marvel universe. Or eating late night snacks together. It was killing you, and it certainly was the same for Sungjin and maybe even more. Needless to say, your days were filled with facetimes and text messages with goofy selfies. Typing away on an email to your boss, your phone lits up.

*Message Sent From: Bob Park ❤️️*

Bob Park ❤️️ : BABE THEYRE ENDING THE LOCKDOWN TOMORROW

You: Wait r u serious? Come on Sungjin this isn’t time for ur silly jokes

Bob Park ❤️️ : Y/n go turn on ur tv

You walk over to your small but cozy living room and grab the remote off the coffee table switching to the news channel. In big bold words across the screen, “Seoul will no longer be under lockdown starting tomorrow. The Covid-19 rates have been diligently decreasing. You may go out but please try not to meet in large groups and continue to go out with a mask.”

You: HOLY SH*T UR RIGHT

Bob Park ❤️️ : Im coming over tomorrow

Bob Park ❤️️: And u bet Im going to cuddle the heck outta u

Bob Park ❤️️ My god u have no idea how much ive missed u

A heatwave washed across your face; leaving a ruby red tint to your cheeks. God how excited you were, you couldn’t wait to see him again. To feel his touch, to be in his embrace, to have your lips on his. Throughout the whole day, all you could think about was how much time was left until you could see your boyfriend again.

*9:36 am*

*Knock Knock* “Y/n! I’m here!” You got up from your bed and ran to the door as quickly as possible. Swinging the door open and almost pulling the handle off entirely. “SU-” Your words were muffled within a split second by your boyfriend’s chest. “I missed you so much.” you say with a big smile on your face. “I missed you more,” he says, squeezing you tightly. No additional words were said during those few minutes. Just silently being in each other’s embrace was what you missed the most. He pulls you back to get a good look at you, “You’ve gotten even more beautiful last time I saw you.” placing his hand on the side of your face taking in your features. You chuckled, “Babe didn’t we facetime last night?” “It’s utterly impossible for my phone to capture all of your beauty.” God how you missed his cheesy remarks. Your eyes wandered around his face, his dark black fluffy hair, his eyes sparkly as ever. Gosh you could look into his galaxy eyes for all of eternity.

His gentle touches across your face became more hungry and lustful. I guess you underestimated how much he missed you because soon your lips would be soon taken over by his. His hands slowly made its way down to your hips. Pushing your back to the wall, keeping his lips intact on yours. He began sucking your delicate skin, creating a dark hue. You run your fingers through his hair and let out a breathy moan in response. “Sungjin..” You say as he continues to mark numerous hickeys all over your neck. His eyes turned dark, deep with desire. There was no way of you getting out his touch.

He then took a step back to look at his creation. “Beautiful. You’re all mine today and I’m not gonna waste another minute of it.” Sungjin picks you up causing you to giggle and carries you to your bedroom. You start to feel a pit in your stomach it’s just been so long, way too long. Luckily you were only wearing a t-shirt (his of course) and panties so it didn’t take too long for you to take your clothes off. As he gently sets you down on your back, “Do you want to do this?” he asked. Even though you knew how much he wanted you so badly right now he still always asks you first before anything happens. You nod, “I don’t think my body is ready enough though. Maybe you should take care of that first.” you say as you see a smirk forming across your boyfriend’s face. “Good, because I forgot to eat breakfast before I came actually.”

Slowly Sungjin nestles his face between you, giving light kisses to your thigh getting closer and closer inch by inch to your core. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the second. He first starts off with little kitten licks but they soon became ferocious as his tongue arrives at your entrance touching your walls from various angles. Curses began spewing from your lips, “Fuck Sungjin..”.As he eats you out an old pleasure resurfaces, heat slowly building within your core. “Y/n you taste so sweet.” Embarrassed, you try to cover your blushing face with your hands, but Sungjin pulls them away. “Uh uh sweetie, I want to see how good I’m making you feel.” Sucking on your clit you moan response. Just when you about to release, Sungjin stops and comes back up, towering over you face to face. “Babeeee” you whined. He loved seeing you beg and whine for his touch. “Don’t worry baby we’ve got all the time in the world.”

He positioned himself in front of your entrance. Teasing you, he rubs his tip around your folds. “God Sungjin please.” There he goes again, driving you crazy in your most vulnerable state, and he loved watching every second of it. “Please what? Use your words.” You bit your lip, “Please.. please fuck me.” “That’s my girl.” Wasting no more time, he quickly slid his cock into you. As u grip his arm, groans slip out of his mouth. “Oh Y/n..” Oh how beautiful his sounds are turned you on even more. In and out his thrusts kept slowly increasing making you wince from immense pleasure. Sungjin leans into your ear, not slowing down his movements in the process, “I love you so much.” he whispers. Your walls start to clench, your pussy pulsating rapidly, you were almost at your limit. His hands then wandered down to your slit, rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb sent you into overdrive. You couldn’t take it anymore. Holding you tightly as your shaking body continues to become undone releasing your fluids all over his throbbing cock. Chasing both of your highs he continues to move his hips ever so quickly filling you with his white cum causing you to scream from the overstimulation.

After pulling himself out of you he flops on the bed beside you, pulling you close to his chest, letting you catch your breath. Sungjin gives you a loving kiss on the forehead, “I don’t think I’ll be able to survive another pandemic if that meant another lockdown and not being able to see you for weeks.” “Me either Sungjin. you chuckled. You both share a sweet longing kiss, Sungjin laughed seeing you yawn right after. “Shall we take a nap?” wrapping his leg over you.

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seagullsausage · 4 years

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Oh my gosh that fic idea- *vibrates* I LOVE IT!!!!!! *chef’s kiss*

hee hee well how bout one thats about marvin and jj meeting too bro,,,,,like after marvins been kidnapped and locked in anti and jjs house and they’re miserable and desperate cause they hate being in houses and hate being trapped so theyre just throwing furniture at the windows trying to break them and burn the handles off the doors. but antis power is too strong so they just slump against the wall either crying or screaming at anti to come back or smacking their head against the wood. and poor jj has never really interacted with another human before and so hes terrified of this loud violent little man and takes peeks at them from behind the sofa and around the corners and behind the doors, but every time marvin tries saying hello jamie skitters away and hides under his bed. but marvin still tries their best to be gentle and tries not to be in jamies way or make him scared or uncomfortable ,and they walk around the house quietly when they know that jameson wants to come out to get something to eat or grab something.

marvin really really wants to help jamie cause thats the whole reason them and anti fell apart, when they realized that anti was a demon possessing some poor guy and keeping him locked up. and anti is just so so awful and cruel to marvin, he keeps trying to get marvins attention again and wants them to do fun things again and kiss him again and hold him again but marvin is too angry and spiteful and betrayed and they spit at him every time he gets close. and that only makes anti even more angry so he beats the living daylights out of them every day and then drags them by the hair to the bathroom and he locks them in all night. and its absolute torture to marv and all they do is scream and cry and rake their nails raw against the door all night long until they pass out from blood loss and exhaustion.

but still marvin tries his best to be as gentle as they can be when it comes to jameson, because they dont blame him for anything and just want to be friends and take care of him. and maybe jamie cant take the wailing all night so he comes and unlocks the door to the bathroom so marvin can get out. and maybe jamie stops hiding so much and starts taking more peeks at marvin while they fuss around in the kitchen. and marvin moves slowly and talks quietly so jamie doesnt feel threatened and even though hes hiding behind the corner jamie still watches marvin quietly. and its a little weird to marv but they know he probably hasnt really interacted with very many people so they take it as a good thing, that hes at least curious and open to socializing after so long.

maybe one day anti fucks marvin up really badly and their entire face is split open and they cant stop crying and shaking and they havent slept in days and they feel so hopeless and terrified. and maybe jameson wakes up after anti leaves him and hears marvin crying, but the moment he gets close marvin flinches away from him as if he was gonna hurt them again. and jamie takes one look at them and bolts away as fast as he can, hiding under his bed and holding his old stuffed rabbit to his face in shame and cries.

and maybe marvin drifts into jamie and antis room very quietly. just sits down on the floor beside the bed and sniffles to themself while jamie cries. and he wishes he could say that hes sorry for all the awful shit marvin is going through and how he wishes he could help but hes too afraid and he doesnt have his pad and pencil so he just lays there and hides like he always does, cause hes always been helpless and nothing he does will ever matter.

maybe marv eventually just says hi, im marvin, i dont think i ever told you my name, in case you wanted to know. and maybe they go further cause jameson hasnt done anything yet and say, i dont hate you at all, im not afraid of you and you shouldnt be afraid of me, im not going to hurt you. all you ever do is hide away, that cant be good for a person. why dont you come out from there, just for a minute? i promise ill stay right here.

and maybe jamie thinks about it. and he scooches forward just a little so he can see out from under the bed just enough to tell marvin isnt moving. so he creeps out, just a little, bit by bit. and eventually he can sit against the bed and face marvin, sitting against the wall. he hides his face in his rabbit and curls up but he still looks up at marvin just a little bit. maybe marvins face is still kind of bloody and his eyes are still swollen but they still give jameson a little smile. maybe they give a little wave and say, hello. maybe jamie is still shaking and scared but maybe he waves a little hello back.

#mayhaps i have thought about this in detail #perhaps i have some emotions #maybe i want jameson and marvin to help each other. and become good loving friends #and jameson gets true human love for the first time #and its the first healthy thing thats ever happened to him in his life #and marvin is given the emotional support theyve needed for the longest time #perhaps #ya kno #i have. emotions #ask #hc #txt.#marvin the magnificent #abuse tw

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faunusrights · 5 years

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OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTERS 10 + 11

we had a week of peace and now we’re gonna get annihilated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have no clue how long this liveblog may end up but hell and high water i’m combining them both

she tore the jade pendant from her neck and flung it into the darkness.

let’s give a warm welcome, to sadness,

i’m very excited for all-new cinder content hhhhhhh if u havent gathered by now I Love This Bitch and I Love Her Many Problems so im thankful for this gift 😞

Cinder was a ruin, her pride carved and served like slabs of meat.

i can FEEL diesel n kc rly patting themselves on the back for every bit of wet meat they can toss at me!!!!!!!!!! U HEAR THAT I CAN FEEL U!!!!!!!!!!! but also i still love this shit w/ all my heart!!!!!!!!!! IM NEVER GONNA STOP SAYIN IT

She had never looked at Glynda’s files.

im so sorry cinder baby but that whole thing? is still HILARIOUS oh my GOD i cannot believe you fucked up that badly. u shoved yr entire head into a beartrap. u absolutely crapped yr pants on that one. yr gonna be thinking abt that on yr deathbed,

/looks at the chapter title again

hhhhhhhh im. so pumped. its gonna be hard to talk abt most of this w/o doing a million fingerguns a minute but i’m gonna try my best

Cinder approached the mirror and touched its silvered face with black-tipped claws,

I SAID IM GONNA TRY MY BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She was iron barbs beneath the nail bed, glowing coals underfoot, the singular capacity to do harm. She was a beast, armed with fang and claw and a deep, dark void where her compassion should have laid, and she was dressed for dinner.

HHHHHH god YES THIS IS THE CINDER IM THIRSTY FOR............ i literally cannot say anything that isnt a massive 👈😎👈 but AAAAAAA

like im reading thru this and i cant cherry-pick lines this whole bit? is SO GOOD... kc n diesel are Yet Again obliterating me w/ their mastery of the narrative style of offal hunt and i just love all of this i rly wish i could explain how offal hunt is EXACTLY MY BRAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! F U C K

The final touch on her mastercraft disaster: the four sawed-off horn stumps which grew among her silver-streaked hair.

HOOOO B O I i am. Losin it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER HORNS.......... CINDR...............

Wretchedly, she wondered: did Glynda even respect her now?

any other villain: my plan didnt work and im mad >:( cinder fall: my plan didnt work and now im mad but also mostly sad :(

CINDER’S TRYING HER BEST GOD.......... i literally hate how the remaster has made her So Soft, Actually... I BELIEVE IN U CINDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE U!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YR BEST

Every part of her was hot and hollow. She was sick with loathing.

i LOVE HER.... CINDER I HOPE U KNO THAT YR LOVED... god tho i dont like how SAD I AM RN... cinder’s so small and the world is so big and wants 2 Shit On Her blease

honestly like. im rly- LOOK I SAID THIS BEFORE BUT. this is why im rly lovin the new cinder content because in the first version we only got glimpses of her internal machinations and now we’re in full-blown Always Sad territory and everything is suffering :)

She blinked. Her double did not.

‘well’, thought murphy. ‘that’s terrifying.’

she’d only survived thanks to a keen instinct for danger, cultivated during her tenuous teenage years.

i NEED. I NEED. CINDER BACKSTORY. all these lil nuggets dont constitute a meal! I WANT A BIG MAC AND FRIES. WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS BABY DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also again. the body horror of offal hunt? peak content. Im Lovin It

its getting harder to divine what is and what is not a 👈😎👈 because we got bits sprinkled around and theres only rly a spoiler potential if u glue em all together so im still being extra careful and the answer is blared in everyones faces so this whole kondor scene will go uncommented unless some Bullshit Happens which it will, so,

When she had become so invested in Glynda’s approval? When had a desire to be recognized as something inhuman, something ferocious, something black and terrible and capable of keeping up with Glynda Fucking Goodwitch turned into this?

oh! oh! i have the answer! i do! i know the answer! it’s you a lesbian,

The spectres of her youth haunted this city, owl-eyed children and fox-eared teens. They’d been a second sort of family, the only kind she’d had within these walls, and she’d wondered what had become of them in the past decades, but…

It was too sentimental, and she wasn’t meant to be a creature of sentiment.

oh boy okay wow

okay so actually this bit made me cry??? fuck OFF im losing it!!!!!!!! LET HER BE SENTIMENTAL!!!! LET HER HAVE PPL TO CARE ABT!!!!!!!!!! IM LITERALLY CRYING IM GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!

She would go barefoot from this point on, her heels clutched at her side. When she left the hotel room to steal into the night, she promised herself not to look back.

im sorry im just. so sad rn. i havent cried over a fic in YEARS and we still have another chapter ago i hate this SO MUCH..............

here comes chapter 11

if i cry even once more im going to stab!!!!!! im not sure what BUT ILL STAB!!!!!!!!!!!!

Even without his wings, the Manticore would easily have been twice the size of any of the other Grimm, far outstripping them in sheer bulk.

HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HATI HATI HATI

holy shit we actually get to see him this time!!!!!!!!!!! WE GET TO SEE THIS LEGENDARY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS CHONCC,

also hes a manticore now which is, Radical, may i just say, and just a little bit sexy,

The effortless grace in each move betrayed power most Grimm would not live to achieve. Once he stood, he had to dip his head low to meet her eye to eye. His canines were the length of her forearm.

if u werent here for the remaster? we never even SAW hati but now hes here, hes Big, and rly thats all that matters,

Like a child who’d been allowed to lie and lie until at last they’d strangled themself in the web they’d spun, Cinder couldn’t speak. Could only wait on his verdict.

every single one of cinder’s inherent themes is killing me and this business w/ family? stop. im dying. this is rude

The scant space between them popped and cracked like an sparking flame, warm and effervescent, and this time, Cinder lingered, hugging Hati close.

IF I CRY ONCE MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MEAN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF U ASSHOLES MAKE ME CRY ONCE MORE I WILL DOXX YOU,

aaaaaaaaaaaaaah im loving this content i rly dont have words for it dhjfgsdfgjh i just, rly like the words, and the order theyre in, and i honestly keep forgetting to liveblog it cause i just wanna READ EM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tempting as it was—as it always had been, ever since she’d left the relative safety of the wastes and learned what happened to scraggly-limbed teens with horns and fangs and gleaming eyes—

with every chapter i desperately have 2 kno more abt baby cinder i HAVE to know i am so. UNBEARABLY CURIOUS... baby cinder what happened... what happened 2 u....

A lantern’s glow warmed her, bleeding into the darkness leeching at them both. It was a gentle gold across her skin, and like an answering signal from a distant outpost, Cinder saw a flush of light through the dark fur lining Hati’s throat, as though flames licked at his insides.

i forgot. that cinder glows like that when she feels Loved or full of pride and you know what i dont like these chapters. they were made to hurt me and i Dont Like That (im mclovin it)

From the safety of Hati’s neck, she found it easier—after all this time, he was still her bastion.

WHEN YOU REALISE? THAT YR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?? STOP,

For a regular person, the machine would be able to draw out short bursts of power, the likes of which no Semblance could ever channel. The taxation would eventually destroy the soul so deeply, so thoroughly, as to leave it empty for good.

For a Witch? For—

the fact. she cut herself off before she could think ‘for glynda’. has me on the FLOOR. this bit is just So Much i dont like it

Glynda Goodwitch would not abandon this hunt. Cinder knew it, had read it from her palms like an open book—Glynda Goodwitch did not know how to stop. If it had been anyone else on Remnant, they might never return, might never pull themselves back into action after today—but Glynda did not have a shred of self-preservation.

me, knocking against cinder’s head: u kno for someone w/ so many schemes in yr brain yr pretty dumb and gay, huh,

firstly let’s talk abt cinder’s “””””””””””””””””””self-preservation””””””””””””””””””” instin-- whats that? not found? yes

[Glynda’s] eyes were empty, hungry, insatiable.

i feel like ive read this line before! lets jump back a chapter--

In [Cinder’s] eyes, there was a subtle, endless hunger.

WAKE UP CINDER SHE’S YR SOULMATE!!!!!!!!!!! THE COFFEE’S READY U CAN SMELL THE BACON FROM HERE WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With a fluid leap, they were in the air, the ground quickly shrinking beneath them. Pressing her face against his neck to shield herself from the wind, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was to come, trusting Hati to deliver her safely.

that said i ADORE my boy hati is literally the best part of offal hunt kc and diesel do not interact,

He was frozen in horrific anticipation, like watching an imminent tragedy and being absolutely helpless to stop it. Like all the tension was mixed with grief and hopeless, futile fear.

when will offal hunt be nice to me. when will any of these characters get to be happy. hello. im full of sadness.

The sound was like a saw working back and forth, but resonating inside her head, rattling every tooth in her jaw, deafening to her ears.

im literally gritting my teeth at this i can hear it in my own head and its Very Bad!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

okay god i can barely handle to quote anything more this bit is hurting ME so lets swiftly move on before I Die

Cinder closed her weary eyes, sinking into sleep like a shallow grave.

BE NICE TO HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BE NICE TO HER JUST THIS ONCE, PLEASE, IM BEGGING YOU,

They only knew death, only ever sought death; fangs and claws slicked with blood, magic rending meat and marrow apart, and everywhere that choking, scalding heat, spilled blood like magma, like the core of a planet.

hmm... that seems like a 👈😎👈 ~reference~

They were all alert, ears pricked, hackles raised like Hati’s. They all fixed on the same spot, somewhere beyond the darkness of the cave opening, and though she could barely think, she knew:

She was out of time. The Witch was here.

oh no.

okay so THATS CHAPTERS 10 AND 11! i only cried ONCE and u kno what thats. a Victory. these two chapters were VERY GOOD i rly loved em and i can tell new readers r gonna have a blast w/ this shit!!!!!!!!!! meanwhile i, a veteran reader, am full of peril,

terrible.

#rwby #offal hunt #liveblog #in this liveblog murphy ACTUALLY CRIES

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amalasdraws · 7 years

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how long have you had your ocs? are they influenced by real people? whats your favorite thing about each character (favorite personality trait, favorite thing to draw?) do they come from a story or are they stand alone? theyre so cute!

WUHUHUuuuu soo many questions..not sure I can answer all..as it’s been years since I have really drawn them…and the characters have also changed over the years…and i’m not so sure anymore what my last stand on them was :D

Tiuri, Aran, Eriwan and Aiva were founded when I was about 13-14 years old. Me and my best friend created this Fantasy story and developed our 4 “heroes”We stuck to them for some years and worked on the story. First we wrote all down and wanted to write a book..then we did write it new as a screen paly and wanted to act it out and then I decided to draw. Nothing ever got realyl started..and of course never finished. When I was in my last year of high school I picked them up again and developed the story..and kinda reinvented it..and started to really draw them. Only sketches and no story drawings..but yes…I created lots of hcs and stories and all.From there on I developed their story here and there…and finally pulled them out of their fantasy world and put them in a modern world..with Basketball and Hip Hop …cause I was fed up with fantasy.So they had quite the journeyAiva was actually a bit inspired by a childhood friend of mine…and for Tiuri and Aran I have to admit we were really into Lotr and got inspired by Legoals and Aragon …and also for Arana a bit by Orlando Bloom. But as I picked up the ocs again this totally changed. Adn now I can’t really say who they are based on..it’s a wild mix but no Legolas or Aragon in there anymore. Aran might be a mix of Slug (Atmosphere) and maybe Eminem in 8 mile…I’m not so sure.Some of the characters are a wild mix maybe of people I know…people from movies..and music…it’s difficult to pinpoint.So yes..with how they developed and all I pretty much also told that they are all coming from a story and are all connected :DRosa and Rapha joined only for the modern Basketball story and weren’t originally in the Fantasy world. But I guess if I would ever go back to the Fantasy story I would now take them there too..as they belong tp the story now and are all a group of friends and somehow related people.Some hcs for teh characters stayed…in the fantasy Au and the modern Au…like some character traits..and relationships..etc…

I always really loved to draw Aran and Tiuri. They were like my Iwaizumi and Oikawa. I loved to draw their hair..an dI really loved Aran’s face..and to draw Tiuri’s freckles…I say loved cause I haven’t drawn them in some time!

Difficult to say what I love most about each character. Lots of things. How stubborn Aran is, and angry, but still cares so much, Tiuri is a gentle soul and such a good person but don’t anger him..he gets sassy and dangerous and he always steps in for his friends, friendship is very important to him. I love Rosa’s sass and how she got the boys under control and how Rapha can handle Aran’s anger and actual forms a good team with him….especially on the court. And how he..but also especially Tirui, can call him out on his bullshit.

Ahhh..there is lots…I’m slowly piecing back the things and remember :D..I might have to come back to the character trait question and think about this more!

Thank you!

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