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jazeswhbhaven · 4 months

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I see you're taking requests so, I'd like to request for a fic of the 4 WHB kings meeting for the first time as childhood friends.

Or, you can write a fic of them playing together as kids.

All I want is a fic of them as kids with no one else. No Solomon, no Y/N, just the 4 of them. Maybe they'll even help each other with angel trauma.

Ah yes anon, I did not forget this one....I just needed some time to really be like hmmm how should I have them interact?? I hope this will make it worth the wait! If not, I'll take another crack at it ;.; I even have it where Satan gives Mammon and Beelzebub nicknames! That's just a little headcanon I threw in there so you aren't thrown off. This is being told from Leviathan's perspective btw

There they are again...those loud kids. I wish they wouldn't be so loud. I cover my ears, thinking to my head that they'd just shut up. It's been a week now since I was brought here, to this center point of Hell where the future "Kings" were to be monitored and protected. From them. I didn't need protection. In fact, it was the other way around. They needed me to protect them. So why was I here with these three? None of them seem fit to rule anything less long be mature about anything.

How I loathe their ignorance.

A ball rolls over to my feet, and I stare at it blankly. I suddenly see a pair of white boots running up and stopping a few inches before me. It's only when I look up and see his unpleasant red eyes and annoying smile that I grimace.

"Hey, whatcha sittin' here all alone for? Come play!" His smile is sickening, I turn away and refuse to acknowledge him. Perhaps he'd go away and leave me alone.

"Ah, Satan what's going on? Mammon's waiting." Another voice belonging to another pair of feet. Black loafers. Really nice ones. I glance at my bare feet and become even further irritated. Then comes another voice.

"If you two are done getting my ball, let's go and play again before the elders come."

"Dummy, they're not coming here for that."

"Yeah, they won't. And this is my ball by the way." "Well, you're mine. So that ball is mine."

"Shut...up." I say it under my breath at first. Hoping they'd hear me and go away. But they kept talking about this stupid ball. This stupid purple ball.

I glare at it as it vibrates violently. The three devils around me kept talking until a loud POP echoed. The ball exploded, sending pieces of rubber flying in several directions.

I looked over myself, seeing that I was covered. A fluff of white, cat smelling hair covered me, two arms holding me tightly until I squirmed. The devil pulls back, staring at me with a serious look on his face. I blink in disbelief, silent until he speaks to me.

"Hey, you okay?"

I didn't answer him. The other devils ran up next to us and one named Mammon spoke first.

"That's weird, normally plain balls like this don't explode. What happened?"

"I think he did it." The devil with the single horn in the middle of his head looks at me with a smirk. "With his mind powers."

I frown and turn away again. A hand taps my shoulder and I turn to see that it was the red-eyed devil, Satan, who touched me.

"Did you do that?"

Annoyed enough for the day, I answer.

"Yes. And so what?"

His red eyes blink twice before a huge grin spreads across his face. "You were angry, weren't you. That we talk too much?" The three devils look at me, all of them waiting for my answer. I didn't know what to do or what to say. I wish they'd just leave me alone. Be afraid of me. Something other than just...staring.

"You're all...stupid." I turn and bury my head between my knees. But I feel three hands touch my back and I cringe.

"We may be stupid, but you're our friend too ya know. Even if you don't want to play with us."

"Go away."

I feel the pressure on my back disappear, excited gasps behind me as I hear them speak amongst themselves again.

"See I told you he has mind powers, he repelled us just like that."

"Bell, I don't think it's mind powers. Maybe speech?"

"Maybe it's a game. Let's not bother him for now."

"How about a game of tag. NOT IT."

"HA, NOT IT EITHER!"

"Oh..."

I tune them out the best I can for the rest of the day until the elders show up. One of them got onto me for destroying the ball without making sure everyone was a safe distance away. I hated being lectured, it mattered not to me if they were idiotic enough to get caught in the crossfire.

For the next few days I was to sit in the corner of the room and observe the three. How they did their tasks and exercises together. How they were able to study and complete challenges together while smiling and sometimes goofing off. There was something about their bond that I couldn't stand. Something...that I wish I could have but didn't.

Freedom.

To be themselves, to be off guard. We were stuck in this room for now, and yet...they treated it like a vacation. All this reminded me of that place. How I was nothing but a number, an experiment. And I barely made it out.

They didn't know. They'd never know this feeling. How dare they sit here and treat this like something of a game. I hated them.

No, you don't, Leviathan. That's not hate.

Then?

You want to feel what they feel. You're jealous of them.

Stupid. Emotions are nothing but troublesome and stupid. Being jealous of being blissfully ignorant is...stupid.

My thoughts are interrupted yet again, Satan approaching me with that grin on his face that he always has.

"The name on the chart on the wall says you're Leviathan. I'm callin' you Levi."

"No."

"Come on Levi, let's play! Mams and Beel are planning out our next hide and seek game."

"..."

My wrist is grabbed anyway as he pulls me over to the group. Something inside of me said it was fine to try. To trust them. Maybe...it wouldn't be so bad to have someone you could trust, especially a devil who protects you from a rubber ball you exploded purposely.

#whb #what in hell is bad #jwhbasks❓#whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb mammon #whb leviathan #whb kings👑#kiddo days #i like writing as kid Levi everything is stupid to him #he loves them secretly he just wants to belong

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sillyunknownkitkat · 5 months

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hihi!! could i please request a ink sans x reader, in which the reader adores physical touch? tysm!!! Please take as much time as you need, and if you don't feel up to it, please ignore this!! <33

Ink Sans x clingy/touchy reader

[Btw sorry it's posted this late :( I hope you like it, tho!]

Now, we all know (I think) that Ink doesn't have any feelings of his own, he's has to take the vials to feel something right?

While I feel like he could be in a relationship, I hope you're not too sensitive because he doesn't actually love you because, you know, he literally can't feel any emotion

Also, I'm pretty sure that it's canon that he has a very bad memory (He doesn't have a soul, so he's just living). So he'll probably forget about you..

"But why would he ask me out then?" You may ask. Well, it's probably because someone in the Noot Noot gang (I stand by this name) or Error has a crush on you. He's just messing with them

Or maybe you belong to an Au where you being with him would create an unexpected reaction (at least to his eyes)

I have headcanons about the start sanses if you'd like more depth to this, but Blue will send reminder to Ink so he doesn't hurt you by forgetting you or something. He's definitely not happy that Ink is using you, but at the same time, he doesn't want to break your heart/soul by telling you the truth.

Dream probably avoids you. He doesn't know what to do, honestly.

Well, let's ACTUALLY start making headcanons for what you asked (after breaking you, lmao)

At first, he was really weird about it. He didn't get why you felt like you had to be glued to him to feel good, but after some recherches, (don't think I spelled that right but wtv) well more like after harrasing Blue about it, he understood. Well, no, not really, but he kinda gets the point

So when he's with you, he'll try to give you as much attention as he can. If he remembers you in the first place.

It goes from awkwardly patting you on the back to laying himself on top of you to clinging to you to the point that you can't move

Yeah... it's all or nothing with Ink, but hey! You got your touch (　＾∀＾)

No, but for real, you deserve way better, I'm sorry, but it is what it is

He's not a good guy, but it could be interesting to be friend with him if you do anything special around in the multiverse

Like he takes advantage of you, but I don't think it's that hard enough to take advantage of him either, actually

I'm so sorry for this, you waited so long and for what? Me telling you that it's pretty much impossible. (　ＴДＴ)

No, but for real, if you want to, I can explain why I feel that way about him, but like- I can't fake liking him 100%

I do think he's a really awesome character but he's not good per say (does this make any sense?)

Well I need sleep lol

Have a good day/night and again I'm so sorry for this garbage

#new writing blog #undertale headcanons #ink x reader #ink sans #ink sans x reader #undertale au #sans aus x reader #sans au x reader #sans au #undertale au x reader #kinda Ink slender I guess 🤷 sorry not sorry bb

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adoriels-tears-if · 4 days

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GOD….I love S!!!! Can we have a snippet of them being mean but…yknow hot? If that makes any sense. Btw love this story!!!!!

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Over time, you've gotten to know S. Like a blooming flower with many petals, they have many facets. Or many layers, because S looks more like an onion when it makes you cry. But who's to say they're all tears of sadness?

There are many S.

The happy S whose smile lights up their whole face when they see you. The curious S who can spend hours reading while forgetting to eat and drink. The stubborn, focused S whose jaw clenches and muscles tense. S in love is your favorite. Soft hands, even softer voices that worship you as if you were a superior entity brought down to earth for them alone.

This S, on the other hand, is new, unknown.

Rough hands, hard voice, burning eyes. Angry, possessive even. If you didn't know them, you might be afraid.

But you don't. Not when their hands snake under your clothes, warm and teasing. You don't care about the pinching they impose on your semi-elven skin and the bruises that result, not when with a caress they make the pain evaporate. You're not afraid, because their head is in the hollow of your neck, and their tongue licks, trails, and awakens a thousand sensations in your lower abdomen.

You sigh and their teeth intervene, like a warning, the bite making you squeal. They laugh, it's not fair. You love their voice, even if the laugh that escapes from their oh-so-beautiful mouth is anything but affectionate. This laughter is mocking, wicked.

"Where have you been?"

"A few things happened, I couldn't get back sooner."

They watch you blankly, their eyes carrying on the conversation. The steel-colored one slices, the blue one cajoles. A shiver runs down your spine because, behind the obvious anger, you can see it. The flash of vulnerability.

One grabs the hair at the base of your neck, the other settles on your throat. You inhale. "I'm sorry." They squeeze. Not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you where you belong.

"Not a word," they warn. "Is that understood?"

You struggle against a smile, they squeeze again and you gasp before nodding.

"Good," they whisper as they fall to their knees between your legs. "I think it's time to punish you now, and I'm warning you if the slightest sound passes your lips, I'll stop everything."

You almost moan. They're naughty, mean. But who said it was a bad thing.

#Adoriel's Tears #Adoriel's Tears ROS #Sage/Sofia #Tears on fire

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fluffykiddosstuff · 3 months

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What is love? (nines X gn Reader)

BABY DON'T HURT ME NO MORE

Hum hum sorry guys, btw happy holidays even if I'm reaaaally late ! It was sooo nice! There was even snow where I live!

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You and nines were friends since last month, he came as gavin's partner two months before that, being gavin's best friend, you helped both of them to get along, you took a liking to the android, wondering why he wasn't deviant when every other android did. Connor told you it's because his software is far more advanced than the others androids, for exemple, Amanda wasn't a part of his system unlike connor had, when connor got him out of cyberlife, she instantly got erased by the rk900 software, just like a virus.

It was late in the dpd, everyone was gone, except you, nines, Gavin, hank and connor, you were all teamed on the same case and it was getting frustrating at this point.

"ugh we are not making any progress! At this rate my head will blow up.." Gavin said massaging his temples

"yeah I agree, I'm taking a break, hey, wanna go to the bar to forget this?" hank looked at you and gavin

"heck yes I am old man" Gavin got up and followed the lieutenant when you on the other hand declined politely, still wanting to re-read the reports of your case, connor chased after them, making sure they weren't intoxicated too much. Well that leaved only you and nines in front of the laptop, you readed again everything from the report out loud so nines could hear you.

"a couple was found nearby Detroit playground, an android and a human, both were shot in the chest where the heart is stated, either the killer is a surgeon due to this kind of presision, or it's an android who scanned them"

You massaged your temples just like Gavin did earlier, it was infuriating, no clues, no witnesses, you were to the point 0 on this case, nines got up without you noticing and got you a cup of your favorite drink. You muttered a "thank you" before drinking it and looking at the screen again.

"detective, if you aren't feeling well you can go home and rest, I can work alone on this, plus, a good rest is essential when you want to achieve something"

You nodded and started to get up and gather your belongings when he stopped you in your track.

"wait I actually have a question before you go detective"

"yes what is it?"

No one spoke for like 5 minutes, he seemed to think before he was gonna ask what he wanted.

"don't you find it weird?"

"what?"

"that the couple was a human and an android?"

You thought a little about it, yeah it was a bit odd because androids didn't got their rights long time ago and still are scared or angry over humans for their loss, same for the other side, but they are exceptions after all.

"well laws are a bit weird recently but nothing state they couldn't be together"

Nines led spinned red and yellow, you looked at him when it hit you.

"you think they got killed because they loved each other?"

"that's a possibility, since the revolution, many people are still hostile on both side"

"yeah.. We should check the road cameras, maybe we could track a vehicle going in this area at the presumed death hour "

"that was what I was thinking, good conclusion detective"

You smiled and rushed a bit to him, he was still on the chair from earlier, you then kissed him on the forehead.

"you are a genius nines! We finally have a lead! I'm gonna send a message to hank and Gavin, I'm gonna go home now, see ya!"

Some blue tinted the android cheeks, he looked at you leaving the pretinct and touched his forehead where you kissed him, a warning going in front of his eyes.

Software instability ⬆️

He texted connor with his system and waited for his response.

"connor what is love?"

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jikookuntold · 3 months

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Tbh answer I expected. I only bring in taennie to prove my point. Me, you and all others who are not taekookers or have an unnecessary hate boner for blackpink knows they were real pics and videos. But a majority portion is obsessed to prove it was fake because the argument was there were no quality videos/pics where Tae's face was clear and clear pics were edited. Likewise, whoever not jikookers or generally JK shippers knows its real video 🤷‍♀️

Ik his face wasn't clear. We all know it lol. But other evidences are very clear. Forget about the exact Dora hairstyle he had in that period or black outfit it can be setup, even though the grainy pic you posted looks like JK's silhouette. But his apartment? Same switch boards and couch ? The window ? The mood lamp which color changi order was exactly like his lamp ? His own dog who's tail is not amputed.. walking around him just like bam does ? I didn't even saw karmy who are biggest jikookers trying to prove it was fake 🤷‍♀️ idk man, all of it seems like too real to be fake especially when we are trying to not be biased while watching Jikook.

Btw, when he posted his latest gcf army saw a cropped Harley jacket which is way petite for him to wear. It obviously belongs to a girl. Forget about hello kitty plushie or two helmets we can ignore them as his. But I don't think he needs a small cropped jacket in his home if there was no girl. I also remember he outlined a female hourglass body in one of his karoke lives... goes along with my point

I'm just asking doubts which I have for long time, was waiting for you to become active, and I'm sure many of jikookers here still have even if they act cool pretending none of these affected them because that's what 99% of jikookers here did that month. While 1% accepted its real and been inactive since. All those back to back things he did and we found out affected me and made me rethink about Jikook.

I'm so flattered that you have been waiting for my come back to ask me about some shadows moving around. I don't know how you did the statistics, but I'm not in that 99% nor the 1%. Maybe you are new here, but I have seen many things real-time, including the Mijoo drama and I know what goes on here.

You started with that video, and I told you any kind of authenticity is questioned when the quality is that horrifying. But eventually you reached the point of trying hard to involve JK with girls and your proof is a kitty plushie or a crop top? Are you serious right now? Is this the best you can to force heterosexualoty on someone? 🤡

I don't and I can't take you seriously because it's getting boring already. Only in the past year JK has been forged into dating with 11 different women (yes, I counted and I have the list) from a random bystander to a staff or even famous idols, just because he breathed the same air with them for half a second. Aren't you tired? I'm genuinly asking.

Btw no one said that girl in Jeju was staff. JK was there with high school friends, (surprise! He attended mixed gender high school), so she was either a friend or a friend's date.

You can keep trying to find a faceless woman for JK and convince yourself that he is a straight fckboy, or you can be creative for once and come up with the Daeun/Jimin furniture theories, but you have to know you are not affecting me or Jikook or anyone else, you are just clowning yourself 👻

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gwyns · 2 months

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"Something in his chest sparked at that."

(Ruhn and Lidia)

"Something sparked in Azriel's chest.'"

(Gwyn and Azriel)

I can't believe readers read this part and go "Gwyn is a lightsinger! She can't be Azriel's mate because the bond between her and Lucien is fake. Azriel is Elain's true mate."

I swear they change their theories every year. First, they wanted to read a book that is not about mates. A book about a chosen love. Then they come out with theories that the Cauldron was wrong because Azriel (my stupid boy) thought so.

Then they said Elain belongs to the Night Court but I saw a theory she will be a High Lady of the Dusk Court with Azriel by her side.

Before HOFAS they claimed Elain will play a big role in the book (she didn't btw). Now there are theories she will be the future owner of Gwydion only to firt into Azriel's story with Truth Teller. (Gwynriels have theories about Gwyn and Gwydion that were made even before House of Sky and Breath, but yeah Elain will be the one who will get Gwydion.)

I also say a theories about Elain and Pegasuses. (Come on we know who loves them.) And apparently Elain will be connecting not with the Prison as they were screaming. Now she will go to Ramiel.

I'm done with them. Nothing is mathing.

they really are scrambling huh? after this many sjm books it's not hard to recognize the language she uses for mates. quinlar had a similar quote too in their hosab bonus chapter so things aren't looking good for the bread babies!

sometimes i forget that e/riel started as a ship for people who wanted a story with more "choice", it's been so long since i've seen them scream about that. all it is now is true mates and the cauldron was wrong/corrupted and blah blah blaahhhh. mates are sarah saying "hey! this couple is it!!" and unless she randomly changes her formula, mates are endgame, in every series and universe

it's so fascinating they claim she'll take the dusk land/prison when... nesta is connected to that? bryce even acknowledged this by giving her the starsword/gwyndion?? like i'm sorry but elain is not connected to that. and why should she be? she already has ties to day through her mate and suspected ties to spring since her sisters commented on how it was made for someone like her

oh yeah i remember the pre hofas theories about how e/riel would team up and save the universe!!! as if this wasn't still a crescent city novel and that would fall solely on bryce, hunt and their frat pack lol. honestly i'm not sure where i stand on the gwyndion theories, i do remember seeing some shortly after acosf's release but i'm unsure if i think nesta will keep it or eventually give it to gwyn. if it's the latter, that would be badass, having two mates have the dagger and sword

to be fair, helion does have the last remaining pegasuses in prythian and again, elain is connected to day through lucien so i can understand wanting elain with a pegasus, on that end anyway lol but it's true that, outside of helion, i associate them more with the valkyries. didn't the old valkyries ride them into battles? or am i misremembering? either way, give the valkyries their pretty winged horses please

RAMIEL??? ELAIN????? the same elain who is connected to the big baddie of the spinoffs? yeah, no way lol. ramiel/the illyrian conflict is a plot all on its own, meaning someone else will take care of it. anyone remember pre acosf when nessian were supposed to deal with the illyrians? and sjm instead chose to push that plot back?? huh i wonder why... it couldn't be because she decided to have az deal with it with his mate or anything...

although, i suppose this is what you have to do when you try so hard to make your ship work in the canon when it's been dead since 2021

#hofas spoilers #cc3 spoilers #house of flame and shadow spoilers #crescent city spoilers #antielriel #anti e/riel #asks #anonymous

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joannerowling · 5 months

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On the issue with James, I do think this is one area where the books aren’t ageless and have to be read in the context of an English school in the 70s written by an author in the 90s. Because by today’s standards, James is less of your garden variety ‘boys will be boys’ type bully and more of an actual sociopath well past the age of criminal responsibility who by 16 had committed one public sexual assault and was an accessory to attempted murder who backed out last second. But I don’t think that’s at all what Jo meant to convey.

Let me guess. Snape fan? :P

Look, my issue with this discourse has always been that only James seems to get so much flack for his most morally ambiguous actions. I mean, Hermione disfigured a girl her age with zits spelling "sneak" because she'd given the DA members out to Umbridge. Harry nearly gored Malfoy to death by using an unknown spell he knew was meant "for enemies". Yet, i've never seen anyone hating on James that would go as hard against these other characters.

On your first point: James wasn't an accessory to attempted murder who backed out last second. Sirius was the one who tricked Snape and nearly got him killed (which would have made Lupin an accessory to murder). James acted to stop it as soon as he realised what Sirius had done. His reasons for doing so remain obscure - Snape thinks he wanted to save his own skin because he would have been blamed alongside Sirius, but that's Snape's interpretation, not exactly the most unbiased source.

Next: i ressent people misusing the term "sexual assault" to describe what James does in Snape's worst memory (a take that, btw, i've only seen upheld as if it were common knowledge by Americans, or very "Americanised" fans). The definition of sexual assault is "unwanted sexual contact", and in the UK especially it pretty much means "rape without penetration". I do think Jo meant for it to be taken seriously (its parallel with the Muggles's treatment by Death Eaters in GoF is clear), only people didn't really at the time. Still. James humiliated Snape, i'd say what he did qualifies as sexual harrassment, and he's rightfully painted as the bad guy in that episode, but he didn't sexually assault Snape.

Also, because we only have that one scene to work with, everyone seems to forget the larger context, namely: Snape created that spell. Judging by the way Death Eaters were still using it 15+ years later, i imagine James wasn't the first nor the last in his generation to use it against another student. I always saw it as a bit analogous to those dangerous/humiliating games that suddenly become trendy with high schoolers until someone gets hurt enough for adults to intervene. I'm comforted in that interpretation by the fact that Snape implies James didn't even know HE was the one to invent the spell, suggesting it started as a thing Snape showed to other Slytherins to gain some social cred, which then spread to the whole school.

Anyways, if that makes James a sociopath, then Hogwarts must have been chock-full of them in the 70s, starting with Snape himself. Maybe the point isn't that Snape or James (or Sirius) are sociopaths, but that imminent war tends to turn people more prone to violence and less likely to abide by moral principles, or consider their designated enemies's humanity. I have no doubt that James morally justified himself and his actions by the fact that Snape belonged to the "bad crowd" of Voldemort's future recruits. Even though we readers know enough about Snape to be able to tell that he was never seriously convinced by Pure Blood superiority.

#replies #anon #james potter #severus snape

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sodapoppss · 2 months

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Agent 3, agent 8 And Agent 4 angst

Been awhile since I wrote Soo Uhh may be a bit rusty

This takes place in the au where 3 hates 4 btw 3 is a massive jackass and 8 doesn't like 4 Either

~Agent 3 POV~

I was busy sketching in my sketchbook to notice whatever 4 was trying to show me not like that I'd care on whatever she wanted to show me honestly I could care less

I was too busy sketching agent 8... Gosh shes just so pretty I'm glad to be her friend I take a look at the drawing

(yes I took this from Octo expansion)

"heh she's so pretty..." I mumbled under my Breath "hey three!" Ugh and there was that annoying stupid voice that belonged to the one and only 4 or the failure as I like to nickname her

"what do you want now can't you see I'm busy." I say in an annoyed tone "sorry sorry but I got two tickets to this concert and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me!"

Four showed me the tickets I grabbed them and took a look at what band was playing "hah really Ink theory? I didn't think you had such a bad taste in music"

I dropped the tickets and stomped on them "but what else should I expect it's you and everything you do is bad" four crouches down to get the tickets as she was about to grab them I step on her hand

Four hisses in pain and she pulls her hand away "whoops sorry didn't see your hand there" I roll my eyes

"honestly your so pathetic I only slightly stepped on your hand and your already acting like I broke it" I glared at her

"honestly you are such a mistake I wonder why your parents even bothered with you oh wait I forgot they were too busy to take care of you." I laughed as four looked like she was gonna cry

"honestly why don't you just disappear it's not like you serve any purpose here anyways" just then 8 comes up from the grate "hey sorry did I miss anything?"

My expression immediately brightened I ran to 8 and gave her a hug "8 I missed you!" 8 chuckles "I missed you too..." just then Marie calls me over so I go over to where she was

~Agent 8 Pov~

I sat at the cabin waiting for 3 to come back when all the sudden 4 came to me I put on an annoyed smile

I really didn't want her to talk to me I honestly find her to be a pushover and to be quite frank annoying half the time

"oh hey 4 what's up?" I asked nervously "okay sooo I got some tickets to Ink theory's concert and was wondering if-"

"ooh uh sorry but I have plans with 3 so sorry" I said making up an excuse "Oh uh that's fine then I don't mind..."

Soon 3 comes back and we both leave Octo canyon

~agent 4 POV~

I watch as 3 and 8 leave forgetting about me or well they don't really care about me at all I held the tickets in my hand the only reason I bought these was so that maybe just maybe they would wanna hang out with me

But it seems like I was wrong they just ignored me like the others... I mean I know they hate me and wish I would just disappear but all I wanted was to be friends with them

#splatoon #agent 4 #agent 3 #agent 8 #angst

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gayjosh · 2 years

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Can people just be nice to Billy (and his fans)? Or like, figure out his character and story themselves by using the basic context clues? He was abused, very badly, and he's been through some rough shit. You might say "oH wELL sO hAvE thE rEst Of thE GrOUp" no. They have friends. It's a massive friend group who are there to support each other. Billy on the other hand has NOBODY- and I mean NOBODY- to turn to. It's so fucking hard to deal with something like that.

Oh my god this is a Billy rant now.

ALSO, he's not even that bad compared to some of the others. Here's some characters who were worse than him at some point:

Steve was awful to Nancy for like an entire season. Mike and Lucas were awful to Max at first. Lucas was awful to Dustin when he kept Dart. Mike has been and still is awful to Will (don't even need to explain that). Lucas was awful to Eleven at first because he thought she didn't belong in their party and she would ruin everything. Hopper was borderline abusive to both Eleven AND Joyce AND Mike. There are probably more I'm not thinking of, but you get the point.

Also also, Billy isn't racist. Genuinely, I don't see where people got that. "He pushed Lucas against a wall and yelled at him" oh yeah? Well right after that he beat up Steve. And I mean BEAT UP. Smashed plated over his head and shit. "He told max to stay away from him, so he's racist." No. The only interactions he had EVER seen between Max and Lucas was them fighting or Lucas yelling at her. He meant to stay away from him as in "stay away from dangerous people" (abusive people. Because he thought Lucas was being abusive just like Billy's father had been to him.)

Not to mention, he literally sacrificed his LIFE just to help the kids. Just to save El. Without hesitation.

AND all of the Billy antis conveniently seem to forget he was being gr**med by Mike's own mother. Karen fucking Wheeler. "OhH bUt sHe DiDnT EnD uP GoiNG" SHE STARED RIGHT AT HER HUSBAND AND CHILD AND STILL CONSIDERED GOING ON A DATE WITH THIS HIGH SCHOOL BOY.

By the way, the Billy Hargrove fandom is literally the nicest most supportive and amazing group I've ever been in. It shocks me sometimes how great you guys all are. We all support each other and love each other and we don't let the massive amounts of hate ruin that.

In conclusion, Billy is absolutely the best character in the show. He's been my favorite since he stepped out of that car. I love him so much. I just wanna give him a hug and tell him how important he is. How much he's loved. How much what he did really mattered. How much he helped. He's the best and the Billy antis can suck it.

(Btw this is just from what I know. Some people have said there was other stuff I didn't know about but I'm saying these things based purely on what happened in the show and in the show alone. Also yall this is not that serious. This is just a post that condenses all these points for other Billy stans to repost💀)

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove antis dni #billy is better #i love him #justice for billy hargrove #gay #rant

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arthurmorganshorsey · 3 months

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Big Sweet Vampire Lady OC x Hurt Gender Neutral human reader with mommy issues

You got into a fight with your mother, and you ran away from home. You run into this seemingly abandoned old home to find this beautiful vampire woman, and she has worked out a deal for you..

if only there was a tall, beautiful vampire lady for this sad lil nonbinary to cry on ):

this is on my ao3 too btw

It was a cold winter night.

"I can't believe you'd say that to your own goddamn mother." My mother spoke with her eyes widened with rage. It was time for me to pack my bags and find somewhere else to go. Where to? No fucking clue.

"I did because you treat me like shit and I'm fucking tired of it!"

I ran up to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I quickly gathered all of my belongings into every bag I could find in my room. I only had about four hundred dollars right now. Not exactly survival money, but I needed to get the hell out. I quickly stuffed all my clothes into the drawstring bag I'd gotten on a trip, I didn't care how shitty this packing was. I heard my door open slowly behind me, my mother looking more distraught. She had tears going down her cheeks. The same sobby routine she'd give me after every argument.

"You know.. I love you, right?" Her voice was low, her eyes staring directly at me. I ignored her. She did this every fucking time we argued. She would make me feel guilty and forget about what she'd done. Not this time. I emotionlessly shoved all of my shit into bags. Not revealing anything to her. Not revealing how much this hurt me too.

I picked up the five bags I had packed and shoved my wallet into my front pocket.

I sprinted out of that door with zero hesitation, going past my mother. I made my way down the stairs with my heart pounding, my arms filled with bags and a backpack on my back.

I made it out of that door.

I was outside. In the middle of a remote and rural New England town. All by myself. With four-hundred dollars to my name. I sprinted out into the forest. My best bet was to make some campfire somewhere and first assess my situation. Then I'd make it a trip to start running to the nearest hotel.

As I ran mindlessly through the forest, making sure not to trip over any branches or roots, I noticed some strange little light in the distance.

I followed that light. What in the hell was out here?

As I approached closer, rain started to pick up.

Oh shit. I had on a pair of shorts, a tank top, and a hawaiian shirt. This wouldn't really protect me.

Then like a miracle, the light was actually the moonlight shining off the window of an old mansion. It looked very worn down, all of the plants and trees overgrown around it.

Could it be.. abandoned? I hoped so. Running to the front of the mysterious Victorian style mansion, the door was huge, over ten feet high at least. This place was massive. Everything about it.

The right side door had a rusty knocker, I took told of it and gave it and gave it a couple hits onto the door.

No response.

Another two knocks. I stood there impatiently.

No response.

I took noticed of the windows boarded up on either side of the first floor of the home.

It must be abandoned.

Sure enough as I took hold of the doorknob shakily, it was unlocked. As I pushed in the door to enter, it creaked loud enough to hurt my ears.

Definitely not seeming like the start of a horror movie right now...

I stepped into the old home, taking in my surroundings. The inside was much more beautiful than the outside. There was fine furniture and art everywhere. The sofa was red and elegant just in the hallway. I took a few more steps inside to find another door. Opening it, I find an even more elegant living room. Rustic wooden walls, and dark brown carpeted floors.

I stepped inside and took off my shoes, letting my tired feet sink into the soft carpet. I sighed and threw myself onto the couch face first, tears started to stream down my cheeks as I recounted what had happened in the past hour. I was all alone, nearly broke, and without a place to call home. As I curled into a ball and sobbed, I heard some noises coming from the next room over that I had to explore.

"I smell human." A deep female voice spoke, an underlying aggressive tone to it. The door was opened to the room on the right, her eyes directly meeting mine. Her eyes were cold and red, her face pale as the snow.

Oh shit. Her eyes looked me up and down, me standing up immediately, ready to run for my life if needed. There was something off about her, yet her beauty was haunting. She was over six and a half feet tall, her eyes sharp as daggers, and her black long hair protruded to the right side. She dressed in a black puffy collared blazer and suit pants.

"I-I'm sorry..." Was all I could muster out, freezing up at the sight of the large woman who stood over a foot taller than I.

"A human... That doesn't seem like they're here for my head? I mostly hunters or thieves. Trying to steal my most precious treasures. But your heart pounds and I can see it in your eyes, you have no bad intentions darling." Her voice was like honey, but deeper than what is expected. I had no idea how the hell she could hear my heartbeat. I didn't want any confrontation with her though.

"I-I thought this home was abandoned.." I answered truthfully, looking up into her haunting golden eyes. The woman let out a dark chuckle and stepped closer to me.

"Oh dear no. I live here and have lived here for centuries." She stared deeply at me, looking me up and down. My eyes were still watery from my crying earlier.

"Are.. you okay?" Her demeanor changed from mischevious to worried within a moment.

That's what got me. When anyone asked if I was okay when I clearly wasn't.

The tears came down more, standing there with my body trembling. She stared at me with full concern. I was still frightened of her. I couldn't stop crying, it all flowed out. I ran towards the door in shame, and slight fear as there was definitely something peculiar about this woman.

Her large, yet feminine hand planted onto the door above me as I tried to open it. She stared down at me with care and slowness, like she was approaching a small timid animal.

"Are you all alone? Is this all of your belongings?" She would point to all of my things being around the couch. I nodded anxiously.

"You poor little thing... I won't let you go out there alone. That is both a promise and an order. You're not safe."

She slowly let go of the door, wrapping an arm swiftly around my waist instead, pulling me towards her. Now I could really see how tall she was, my head barely at her chest level, it made for an awkward half embrace, but it was actually kind of comfortable. I continued to sob into her chest uncontrollably, not resisting her advance anymore, unable to. She had a death grip on my waist, leaving me no choice but to wrap my arms around her and cry. I didn't even know her name.

"It's going to be okay, young human.. Let's go over to the couch and I'll make some tea for you, does that sound nice?" Her hand caressed and stroked my hair gently.

"Y-yes.." I mumbled between sobs. She would take me by my waist and guide me over to the couch, me immediately collapsing into a fetal position and sobbing.

"What's your name, sweetie?" She held her gaze on me.

"(y/n)..." I sniffled and curled into a little ball, hugging my knees.

"My name is Eliza Dunn.." Her smile was warm, her teeth whiter and shinier than ever thought possible. She stepped into the kitchen for a moment to boil the kettle, then she came and sat back down next to me, staring at me for just a bit too long as I cried.

"How do you find comfort? Would you enjoy if I held you, dear?" The beautiful woman spoke words sweet as honey as she watched me cry.

I nodded silently. All I'd wanted was to be held.. She moved closer to me, pointing to her lap.

"You're very welcome to rest yourself here. I don't mind." Her deep and mature voice said, bringing me so much comfort I don't know I'd needed.

I plopped myself right onto her lap, my head reaching just her chest, my head between her large breasts. Her arms constricted tight around me, making me feel secure and safe.

"Shh... It's gonna be okay. Let it all out my dear." Her deep and beautiful voice spoke into my ear. I curled up into more of a fetal position, my head resting on her shoulder. I felt like a protected child in her strong yet gentle arms. She was cold. But the cold always comforted me.

Just as I was getting cozy, the tea kettle squeaked. She gently lifted me off of her lap back next to her as she got up and stopped the stove. Then she grabbed an antique little teacup and dish, putting in the teabag and pouring the water. She swiftly moved over and placed the tea bect to me.

"Thank you.." I looked up at her with so much gratitude. Her smile was so warm as she sat back down next to me, immediately taking me by the waist and throwing me onto her lap once again. The suddenness made me flinch at first, but I found so much comfort in her touch. She stroked my hair gently, basicslly petting me.

"So would you like to tell me what happened love?" Her gaze showed genuine concern. I shut my eyes and began explaining as I tried to keep myself grounded with her touch.

"So my mother and I got into a huge fight, I had to get up and leave. I can't go back there. She's just lost it." I explained in a quiet voice, trying to keep the tears from coming down.

"Oh honey... It's okay." Her face buried itself into the crook of my neck, her breath on it making me shiver. I could hear her inhaling there and then pulling herself back.

Her arms were tight around me, pinning mine to my sides. It felt good. I felt secure.

"I-I just don't know what to do..." My voice broke as I knuzzled her with my head and sniffled.

"Ohhh poor dear. I've thought of something." She removed one of her arms from around me and brought a cold, black gloved hand to my chin, tilting me up to face her.

"I'll let you stay with me darling. Free of charge. Except for one thing I'd ask of you."

Her hand sensually traveled down my chin and neck to reach the artery of my neck, placing her fingers there.

Oh, yeah.

I'd forgotten all of the obvious signs.

She was a creature of the night.

"Oh..." I sat there in shock for a moment.

She wanted my blood. I mean, it was better than paying rent. I couldn't afford any rent right now.

"Like.. how many times a week?" I stared up at her, noticing her gaze linger far too long on my neck.

"Oh don't even worry about that. I'll wait for you to replenish between every feeding. I can promise you that. I don't want a fainting sickly human in my care." Eliza gently pushed the hair behind my neck, examining it.

"T-then I'm in.." I was obviously a bit anxious and hesitant. It was better than dropping two-thousand a month on rent. She would smile and her lips came dangerously close to the base of my throat, hovering over.

"Don't be nervous, dear. It's not too painful. Mmm... You smell the best out of anyone I've encountered in the past century. I wonder why..." Her tongue went across my neck, making me weak in the knees.

"Are you hungry now?" I asked her a bit anxiously. My hand squeezed the couch I sat on in fear. She would hum and move her face away from my neck.

"Soon I will be. But first, I'd like to get you adjusted and comfortable here. It's not fair to ask that of you after what you've went through." Her cool arms wrapped around me, squeezing tightly. It felt so nice to be squeezed and held tightly. I felt secure. Like nothing could get me in her strong arms. I snuggled up to her without question, despite only knowing her for barely an hour. Her eyebrows raised as she watched me wrap my arms and legs around her torso, clinging like a koala to a tree branch.

"You're awfully comfortable already, sweetie. Surprising from such a timid little human." Her hands rubbed my back and she chuckled.

My cheeks flushed red and I took my arms back from behind her. She huffed and grabbed my hands, placing them back around her.

"No need to be embarrassed. You're in desperate need for hugs. I intend to provide them." She squeezed and squeezed, slightly constricting my breath for a moment, then she loosened her grip.

"T-thank you Miss.." I was in shock by her kindness. Getting the kindness I'd been refused my whole life.

"Of course." She smiled warmly and took hold of my cheek, her hand cold against my face. The cold touch of her ivory skin made me relax. My eyes were beginning to struggle to keep themselves open. I couldn't stop myself from sleeping on this beautiful stranger.

"Rest, dear. I won't leave you."

#hurt/comfort #mommy issues #fanfiction #oc #vampires #vampire #vampire lesbian #dommymommy #fluff #queer vampires #gender neutral reader

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wildernessuntothemselves · 10 months

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"Gotta wait for them to heal though or it will hurt though so no fun yet 😔💪, (...) BUT THEN AFTER A FEW WEEKS AND THEYVE HEALEDD WELL YAYY"

Cute drabble. Love to see the appreciation for nipple piercings. But, as someone who has it, I gotta say that at the day you get them "excitement" will be last thing on your mind, for a couple days even the touch of the lightest brease hurts like hell. And it can take up to six months to fully heal 💀 depending on the person. Now I've had them for so long I forget they are there sometimes.

Now back to beomgyu. Didn't he say, jokingly or not, that he wanted a bellybutton piercing? It would look really cute. Specially if he got a personalized one with his s/o name engraved on the piece (way safer and less dumb than a name tattoo, I guarantee) as a surprise for them. Or the same thing, but on a heart shaped tongue piercing... uuh I am getting ideas. Really cute way of showing who he belongs to. His favorite color is pink, so i am imagining a silver heart shaped tongue piercing with the engraving, bioplast transparent with pink glitter ring nipple piercings and a simple bellybutton piercing in silver with a single pink heart, and if you ad to that a few small white and pink ink tattoos scattered over his body that would be the most insanely mouth watering sight ever. Oh wow, to witness that would be paradise. The long wait for all of that to heal would be very much worth it, definitely.

~♡anon

btw, I am aware it wasn't you that wrote the little story about gyu with nipple piercings. just leaving my two cents because of the tags, to maybe give you well informed inspiration hihi

i appreciate the info as i did wonder how long it would take to not hurt (when i had my helix earring put it, damn it took MONTHS for it to not be painful) but i think this is a case where the magic of fanfics can take over and we can just pretend that they heal quickly. kinda like how characters in fics have sex unprotected all the time without worrying about STDs or pregnancy lol

love all your ideas though, thinking of a subby yandere gyu who just wants to prove that he's all yours after inadvertently making you jealous.

#mort talks #♡anon

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silvernmoonlace · 10 months

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can we have Fairyverse lore???? ✨

Oh my, that's a good question.

I'm not great at explaining my worlds' lore but ima try-

The main concept of the fairyverse is that it's an escape from regular human life, kind of like cottagecore actually. I showed this by making it a literal forest, where one can get lost in and forget about their looming deadlines/responsibilities.

The story follows human girl Florence who accidentally stumbles into this magical forest and encounters a fairy, who quickly catches her interest. Florence returns to the forest another day, and after slowly gaining the fairy's trust they introduce her to their village.

The fairy village is supposed to represent a safe space for people who feel like they didn't belong back in the human world; weirdos like Florence (and me haha). It's full of unique bug characters like the ones I previously posted. A lot of them (aside from the storyline) also represent some of my key emotions.

Main character then also learns about the dangers of this fairy forest, including the aforementioned beetles of doom™ (beetle-winged fairies that stand for negative feelings and can infect the whole forest with rot).

That's all I have as of now, and I honestly have no clue where to take the plot from here - but you might just have inspired me to work on it! (btw this isn't a super serious project I'm doing; just sorta rambling about flowers and trees and gay people 👍)

Thanks so much for the ask, and please see that this is heavily inspired by Lost In The Woods Somewhere by @/hellenite, so do check that out too!

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oh-my-damn · 10 months

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Begin with my tears ricochet. ( if you want ofc I’m not demanding🥰)

It’s literally I’m not joking one of her saddest songs ever.

Then listen to right where you left me to break you heart even more lol

THEYRE SOO GOOD I PROMISE

omg omg okay okay

Let's do it as you said !!!!!

LETS GO (btw, Venus is gone now 🥺 miss her)

.....

MY TEARS RICOCHET

Ngl I've heard OF this song before (on tiktok) bc a lot of people want it as a surprise song on the tour but I've never heard it so im stoked rn

We gather here, we line up Weepin' in a sunlit room, and

(The sun is shining on her, aka the spotligt)

If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too

(If the spotlight becomes too much/turns on her, he'll be burned in the process from being with her)

Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me?

(The hell comparison after the sun is giving the impression that the heat isn't "off her" even if she hides. It's still on her even when she's just with the people close to her)

'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you 'Til my dying day

(It's giving wedding vows. Maybe she's promising this person she thinks she'll be with forever but knows it won't last?)

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

(Hello, State of Grace???????)

And you're the hero flying around, saving face

(Hero, you mean one of your exes who plays the opposite of a hero in a major franchise? Or maybe someone you dated who is considered perfect?)

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

(If you no longer care, why are you still watching)

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

(Cursing her name, as if she was a curse but clearly someone they never got over)

We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring

(She makes a lot of mentions of marriage in a lot of her songs. This could be a clue to someone who she did want to marry but never asked. Aka he gathered stones, gems, whatever, but not the right kind, and if he did, he never gave them to her)

You know I didn't want to have to haunt you But what a ghostly scene You wear the same jewels that I gave you As you bury me

(He's wants to forget about her and leave her in the past but she is haunting him, most likely because shes always around, not even necessarily physically but because her presence looms over him because she is who she is. She wishes she didn't have to haunt him like this, she wishes they never ended the way they did)

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace 'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

(The chorus. Important, once again. She didn't want to leave completely. it was important for her to still be around even if he tried to move on. She relishes in his memory of her. She is around. She is looming. Always. Even if he moves on. She never wanted to leave truly, but something forced her to)

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky) And when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)

(She can travel wherever, whenever. She has the means. But she can never go home. He is her home. And she is no longer welcome. All she can do is haunt the place but never go there physically. It's no longer her actual home. She doesn't belong there. But it's still her home.)

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same Cursing my name, wishing I stayed You turned into your worst fears

(Battleships sink, a big battle happened and it resulted in this. She messed up. She can never go home. She can go anywhere else, just not home. He killed her old self, the part he loved about her, and that killed him too. They're both different now. They changed.)

And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain Crossing out the good years And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

(He blames her for his current faults or misgivings, forgetting about the good times they had and only focusing on the bad. Thats why he curses her, he chooses to only remember the hurt. But she remembers the good. And she wishes she would have stayed, or had done things differently. She wishes she could still go home.)

I will have to do Right Where You Left Me in another post bc its so long lmaooo

#mandy answers #taylor swift #lyrics #breakdown #my tears ricochet

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karmautistic · 1 year

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hello I LOVE ur deisgn for Pyry! Could I please hear more abt them???

OH thank you <33 I have a lot of info abt him!

i have a little story blurb abt him

"He was exiled from his own clan of dragonfolk in Schneznya (me omw to make up my own schenznya lore lmao) when he decided to finally move on his own in the desolate mountains of Dragonspine. There he met a peculiar alchemist on his lonesome who painted in his spare time. The two grew an ambiguous relationship until one day it was clear to the alchemist that Pyry did not belong o Dragonspine.

Though said alchemist was unfamiliar with human emotions, he could recognize the longing in Pyry's eyes. The way he spoke and they he shivered in the cold felt wrong.

Pyry didn't want to lose his dear and only friend, so before the dragon boy left for Liyue, the alchemist promised to paint him one last time as a goodbye."

So basically he lived in Dragonspine for a long while after being outcast from his family... he met Albedo there and after awhile Albedo encouraged him to find a new place for him to be with people so he finally move to Liyue. He is very awkward but trying his best,, I also have some older voice lines I wrote for him a year ago :D

Abt Xiao: The Yaksha adeptus...? People rarely ever see him, and I am among those people. I've heard he can be very... standoff-ish at times. Some people say I'm similar to him. I don't see it...

Abt Zhongli: I don't know where he came from or why he keeps forgetting to pay for my exchanges, but I want him gone. He's so... strange.

Abt Hu Tao: She's loud. So. Loud. Whenever I'm in Liyue Harbor, I can't pretend I'm on the quiet oasis of Dragonspine again because she's constantly berating me about my untimely demise... Who does that?!

Abt Ganyu: When I first arrived to Liyue, I noticed a girl with horns like mine. We only spoke briefly, but somehow I felt like she understood me without even trying... Sometimes I look over crowds to see if I'll ever see those familiar horns again...

Abt Albedo: There was this... painter on Dragonspine. No matter what was going on, he seemed to be s at peace despite standing in frigid temperatures that aren't survivable to the human race, unlike my own dragonfolk. It made me wonder... if he was inhuman himself.

BTW THANK U FOR ASKING ABT HIM i love rambling awhhaah!!!

#asks #iveofficiallygonemad #answered #OC

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party-in-eldarya · 1 year

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Still in Genkaku

Where were we? To sum up:

Our team searched for anything new in a building from Earth. They were divided into 3 groups. Koori's mental health deteriorated because of magic stones, she tried to run away from Gardienne and Edgar, luckily, she was found by Lance, Mathieu and Leiftan (who managed to calm her down a bit). Meanwhile, Erika was tempted to use a portal to Earth she has found, but after some thinking decided she is no longer connected to Earth and humans, she feels more at home on Eldarya where she is an important person. Not a joke, these are quotes. She and Nevra examined portal, took some samples, the rest to team arrived. Nevra finally realized that maaaaybe those stones are not working for Koori:

Erika noticed that Mathieu is enthralled by portal, so she decided what's best for him:

Erika has some thoutghs on Mathieu being shaken by the sight of portal:

No, but wasn't she feeling the same? That mundane, simple life on Earth is no longer for her? (personal peeve: I kinda liked we could make Erika oposite of Mathieu. He was all about Eldarya, and we could try to make our MC reluctant, and even nostalgic for her Earth life. It seems that writers decided THIS^ is canon from now).

Anyway, draflayels, blah blah. Too many lines about familiars this season. My maana hurts- but no, I take it back! Actually, this conversation was nice. It is followed up by them talking about Earth. Eldarya, a game where your choices matter:

Since TO I have always picked "I miss home/family/would like to come back options. Good to know it didn't mean a shit. Erika, you stupid, shallow, dumb bedbug:

... and that is why HH keeps secrets from me. That is why my friends gaslight me. Because I am an importan person!

Still, twas nice conversation, probably the best I got with any LI so far. Their moment was cute, and later discussion about their feelings let me understand Mathieu a bit more. Wish I get something with other LIs...

Edgar joins them and confronts in his timid way about Nevra's earlier plans on leaving him (Edgar) in Genkaku. Erika knew but decided not to share is (hoping she would change Nevra's mind), Mathieu is shocked by this idea. I like Mathieu.

Honestly, I am with Erika with this one. There was really no time to share this info with Koori and Mathieu, not with Edgar being around. He was already panicking, it wouldn't work well:

Erika is again thinking about being different from Edgar, and wondering why she takes news about portal being dangerous better than him... Maybe it's because it's so fresh for him? It wasn't a sarcasm, it was a quote. We are talking and talking about same things over and over. Using same wording and arguments.

All three of humans burst in laugh. Honestly, unnecessary scene in my opinion, but hey, 20 maana gone so it worked!

And then kitsunes attacked. And shot arrows from the ground, to the roof of building that has- according to Erika over 90 floors. Was is a bow or a ballista? And again, we focus on familiar. Look, I love my cats. I forget names of my friends' kids, but never their pets. But this season focus too much on familiars, and honestly, it's not good and these lines could be used on something else. Yada, yada, the lil dragon-pet is hurt, Erika hugs him. Use her powers to make a shield. How those arrows fly so high? Higher than the building, because they have to LAND on a roof. Make it make sense, Beemoov. Do you know how archery works? Are they magical bows?

Also: Gardienne doesn't know how to treat wounds, she thinks that Koori would know what to do. Jokes on me, Beemoov, because my Gardienne is in Absinth. The one guard that is known for taking role of alchemists AND paramedics during missions. You know Beemoov, perhaps you shouldn't give us a choice if you already have an idea which Guard she belongs to? Anyway, Edgar, Mathieu and Gardienne runs from roof while being under fire. They came back to portal- and there is no sign of rest of the team. They panic. BTW, there are 90 floors and those arrows still manage to hurt those on a roof. Uh-hu. Erika is doing some logical salto mortale trying to figure out when the rest is (they all wanted to check on those magical archers and discuss discount on those phenomenal bows), but question: couldn't one of them (Leiftan?) come and gather those on a roof? You know, to avoid splitting up? Edgar thinks same. Edgar is too smart for this scenario:

What? Mathie, seven is not a number if we talk military language. In other words Beemoov, don't drink and write:

Aaand that's all for now, folks. I will leave you with those pearls of military knowledge, masterpiece of strategy. Sun Zi who?

#playing ane what a joy

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