#cuz they just become someone else both in appearance and/or personality

[silverflqmes]

Do you have any hcs for yandere Sephiroth? 👀

໒⦂ ‘𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄’ 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hi hi so uh i don’t do yandere stuff, it’s not a topic i’m super comfortable with writing ( as mentioned in my rules ) but i will provide a more subtle, toned down version if that’s okay instead :’)

genre. angst + suggestive

tw. possessive behavior, implied manipulation, jealousy

disclaimer. there is a visible flip in the headcanons from pre nibleheim sephiroth to post — which takes on a darker approach. if it’s not something you are comfortable with reading, then don’t.

sephiroth x gn!reader.

⌗ as a person who dealt with the loss of those he allowed into his life, having brought his walls down for them.. i do think sephiroth might have developed a bit of overprotective behavior — which honestly, is expected..

⌗ he doesn’t want to lose you or for any harm to come your way. whether losing you refers to death.. or to someone else — he doesn’t want any of that to come to fruition.

⌗ everything in life he cherished has been taken from him and you are not about to be one of them..

⌗ normally he’s as cool as a pickle if you’re talking to someone else, but there’s this aura emitting from him.. one look at sephiroth and the innocent bystander is practically shaking in their boots.

⌗ you of course — would be confused as hell on this.. i mean when sephiroth pulls you closer, you just assume he wants proximity..

⌗ until you go home, that is, and he’s just holding you without any means of letting go.. it’s silly, watching that subtle, yet visible pout of his and the furrow to his brows and all is understood

⌗ piece of you by shawn mendes tbh that is where my brain is rn

⌗ sometimes it’s a little more than an inescapable hug and turns into a storm of kisses — perhaps even a mark or few would be left in his wake.. but nothing that makes you uncomfortable cuz he doesn’t want to hurt or force you into anything. consent!!

⌗ while he has selfish desires and would prefer to have you all to himself, he values boundaries and freedom — it’s something he wasn’t given and he isn’t about to take that away from you, too.

⌗ but if you were trying to get a reaction out of him by PURPOSELY trying to make him jealous.. good LUCK walking in the morning are the only words i have for you LMAO

⌗ there is after care tho trust and it’s all part of the plan because he gets to have you stay over and spend time with him<3 which — despite your grumbles — you are more than happy to do<3

⌗ now uh, post nibelheim sephiroth.. he is a different case cuz he’s under the influence of jenova cells — which are obviously making him do some wild stuff..

⌗ following the concept that you would have said cells opens up the opportunity to mess with you a bit, as a means of getting you to execute his whims. kinda like he does with cloud..

⌗ he’s aware you’re trying to take him back and save him from what he’s become, and uses that to his advantage. you would do anything for him, wouldn’t you?

⌗ slowly, he would isolate you from your companions — they want him gone, anyway, but you don’t. you couldn’t sit with the idea of your lover being gone, even in spite of all he had done.

⌗ you told yourself it wasn’t him, and it was true, it wasn’t. for that.. you wished to continue your attempts at saving him, even if it was a descent into madness..

⌗ gradually, you are succumbing to his words, allowing them to reshape the view you had made for yourself.

⌗ he was right, anyway. the humans who blindly believed in shinra- were the ones that gave the company the power and means of further destroying the planet for their glory. sephiroth was right in almost every way to execute the goals he made for himself.

⌗ he only ever appeared briefly to you, his caresses leaving enough of a linger to leave you touch starved — yearning for contact.

⌗ the one winged angel only whispered soon in that velvety tone of his, a reassurance of the reunion that would be upon you both in time.

⌗ but at times, you pressed, pleading for just another second — minute or few of his time.. and with that desperation in your voice, the expression that crosses your features, how could he refuse you?

⌗ he would spare his precious time and entertain you a moment longer, indulging just a bit in you, and himself, of course. but once more leaving you lingering, longing for more.

notes. not one for writing yandere oriented content, so i hope this was okay and fulfilling enough since i watered it down quite a bit :’) just not super comfy associating him with the qualities of a yandere..

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[kanekoii]

We have yandere krisis and yandere xsoleil but what about them with a yandere reader too? (Yandere x yandere basically) 🫨🐩🏄‍♂️🗜️🪬

lyra’s notes -> oughh you a genius anon (written backstage lmao cuz it’s showtime now DA DA DUBIDUBI DU-)

pairings -> yandere! krisis, xsoliel x yandere! gn! reader

genre -> scenario, a little angst

song -> stalk me - 6arelyhuman, bayymack & pixel hood

warnings -> yandere obv, some parts are pretty violent, strong language, if you’re sensitive to violence or blood mentions just don’t read this

YU Q WILSON ->

you share the same interests, so it almost becomes a bonding activity. he’ll be more than happy to dispose of the people in either of your lives together once he finds out you’re just like him. any method possible is perfect. it’s a date with him to go threaten and frame anyone who got too close to either of you. the prettiest of flowers bloom in the bloodiest of soil, i suppose. he’ll send you love letters masterfully penned with what you could only assume was blood flowing out of a fountain pen. to anyone else, it would be horrifying and disgusting. though, to you, it was romantic and beautiful. the kind of thing that might make another person vomit made you swoon.

VANTACROW BRINGER ->

he’s a superhero, so you can bet this gives you quite a few targets. none of his obsessive admirers are safe, fuck he’ll even kill them himself. he’s just helping make your work a little more efficient, that’s all. soon, everyone will know about the hero whose admirers keep disappearing and how nobody knows who’s behind their mangled bodies appearing in the streets. no one would ever suspect that him and his own darling would be behind it, so it’s such a rush of adrenaline every time. blades with your initials and a heart carved into them were used to mangle your shared victims as an act of intimacy.

VEZALIUS BANDAGE ->

oughh. i been waiting for this one. he’ll teach you all about anatomy and how to efficiently dispose of someone as soon as he finds out your mutual hobby. he finds it so romantic that you’d do the same for the people around him as he would to you, leaving what seemed like the both of you as the only people in the world. it’s ever so romantic to him that you would do the same that he would for you in that you would quite literally kill for him willingly.

HEX HAYWIRE ->

i’ve changed my mind and decided he’s more psychological than physical with how he makes you his. he’ll gladly keep you on his lap while he sends messages to people on his devices, encouraging them to cut you off entirely and stop talking to you and you’ll do the same for him. he, like the others, sees it as a bonding activity and an excuse to show how much he loves you. if the both of you will encourage each other’s loved ones to ignore you, then he’ll be the only person in the world who mattered to you and vice versa. he stalks as a form of love and affection, keeping tabs on all your socials. if a guy or girl or anything in between compliments one of your pictures, he’ll see to it personally that they’re blocked and their accounts are terminated.

MELOCO KYORAN ->

when you kiss the smears of blood on her face and hands, she is in heaven. kiss and lick the blood off and she’ll do the same for you. if anyone had ever even dared to try fighting back, their blood would be used in a love letter written by her. meloco would gladly take a hot bath with you to wash off the blood on both of your bodies. her umbrella has a blade hidden in it just in case she needs to use it to ward away the people around you. sometimes she wears it openly on her person just to threaten. it’s a sign of pride to the girl, being able to show her weapon of choice openly shown just to send the message that she won’t hesitate to slice anyone who dares talk to you for too long.

VER VERMILLION ->

sweet boy. he finds your obsession attractive when it comes to romance. you’re absolutely obsessed with each other to the point where he’d kill anyone for you. kill his emotions and his own personality, a sense of his own “self” if you didn’t like his personality anymore. he’d remain ver vermillion, just with a vastly different personality and outlook on life. as long as you were happy, he could learn to be happy too. happy as his friends disappear and he’s left with only you, the thing he had learned to live for in the first place.

DOPPIO DROPSCYTHE ->

you and him would become known as the couple who would quite literally kill for each other. you’d be on the run together like the modern fucking bonnie and clyde, anyone who gets in your way won’t see the light again and the last thing they’ll see are the faces of the two lovers. maybe it’s a problem that doppio finds you extremely attractive when your cute face and body are splattered with an innocent’s blood, but he doesn’t care one bit as he licks the blood off your cheek (sorry this one got real weird just know i’m writing this super late at night so i’m a little unhinged)

KOTOKA TORAHIME ->

she’s a little too oblivious to realize you’re just like her unless you tell her outright. as soon as you tell her though, the girl’s love for you will increase tenfold. she didn’t even know it was possible to love you even more than she already did, but knowing you’re just as dedicated to her as she is to you makes her heart flutter. the knowledge that her friends and family are both literally and figuratively being cut from her by you will never fail to make her swoon and her heart flutter.

#lyr.fic #nijien x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijien #krisis x reader #krisis x you #nijikrisis #nijikrisis x reader #yu q wilson #yu q wilson x reader #yu q wilson x you #vantacrow bringer #vantacrow bringer x reader #vantacrow bringer x you #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x reader #vezalius bandage x you #hex haywire #hex haywire x reader #hex haywire x you #meloco kyoran #meloco kyoran x reader #meloco kyoran x you #ver vermillion #ver vermillion x reader #ver vermillion x you #doppio dropscythe x reader #this made me so happy you don’t even know #doppio dropscythe my favorite cheftective x you

[aoki553]

'bpd makoto teruhashi??'- a character analysis/yapping session because no one understands the siblings like i do

Time to turn the capslock on for this one! The writing might be incoherent, but I want to focus on getting my thoughts out with this one, so be aware. Let me start this post by clarifying - I am not a psychologist. This is for fun, done used resources I've found online. This is about an anime character, not about a real person's struggles.

Trigger warning for obvious sibling marriage romanticization mention sighhh like we aren't talking about it constantly when it comes to him apparently.

We all know the way Makoto has been protrayed in the series - a comically overexaggerated siscon. His portrayal makes many people uncomfortable due to his perverted obsessive behavior.

Except, I'm going to throw it all out the window cuz in this post I meant to take a look at his behavior from a fan's perspective without any biases like 'eww yucky siscon make me uncomfy'. NONE of that here.

I'll start by addressing the elephant in the room and the main reason i'm making this post: Makoto's obsession. Both of the Teruhashi siblings have obvious superiority complexes, however, Makoto is overshadowed by his little sister's charm, whom he idealizes and has an unhealthy attachment to. He's aware of his own charm and beauty, but only takes it to account to point out how he's the only one worthy of Kokomi's love and attention.

Kokomi has clearly been his whole world ever since she was born. A life-long fascination and attachment that went unnoticed. His perfect little sister is able to change his mood drastically whenever she's getting attention from anyone other than him or is even slightly dissatisfied with him.

He lacks a sense of self - only Kokomi matters for him. He's able to ditch his responsibilities in an instant, only to be with her. He's depicted as a cherub to Kokomi's goddess appearance in the mobile game and as a chauffeur in the Duet Shite KudaPsi anime end credits. Always below her, as her servant.

He becomes severely distressed and panics over even something so simple as a her getting a cold. (Just like everyone else at her school, but he's there for her.)

At all times he needs to make sure she isn't surrounded by men that are 'unworthy' of her, even to the point of stalking her to get some piece of mind. He craves her approval and cares for her like no one else in the entirety of the manga. (Example: Taking her to movie theatres and watch every movie he has ever starred in to show her.) These are signs of Kokomi being Makoto's 'favorite person'.

Awesome, but does it explain Makoto seeing her not as his sister, but as a future wife? Is it just him making things way creepier in his mind than they need? Yes, actually.

Makoto's overprotective and obsessive behavior is comically exaggerated, duh, but if we think about it for a second... Kokomi is a person he's been there for her whole life, he provides and protects her from unwanted attention. He dedicated his whole life to her and knowing there is an unavoidable future of his whole world collapsing because someone will take his place. Not as a siblings, but as a lover - something more important than family. How can he avoid this? By being the one to marry her, of course. No one but him is worthy of her anyway, right? Why should she need anyone else? No matter how messed up that sounds, it's his way of thinking.

Now let's go over some of the diagnostic criteria for BPD. I'll be using this site and infographic as my resource, just to give a few simple (but appropiate in my opinion) examples.

Fear of abandonment, rejection - while it's not explicitly stated, I believe his 'marriage' thing is just that. Not wanting to be abandonned and forgotten by the only person he loves and cares about. I don't believe he has any perverted motive behind it. Just fear and wanting her only for himself.

Idealization and devaluation - both extremes show up in his behavior. Most notably towards Kokomi or Kusuo. He's hostile and outright rude to Kusuo, but the moment Kokomi shows up he becomes all sunshine and rainbows. Another example of it is his indifference towards Kokomi's friends, compared to the excessive attention he gives to his sister. My theory is that Makoto doesn't have relationships due to a predisposition to making his relations with other people unstable, or never even bothering to try in the first place. (Like he is towards Ruchi, for example.)

Impulsivity and inappropiate anger - he rushes to anger the moment his love is threatened. A simple thought of Kokomi getting romantic advances enrages him. Even if it could cost him his career or his public image - something Kokomi cares about the most for herself, the opposite to her brother.

Emotional instability - we've only been shown his mood swings like the one below. If we got to see more of his personal life, this one would be much clearer, but it's something a siscon pun character doesn't get to have in a comedy manga, so I'll leave it at that.

Paranoia - Let the image below speak for itself... His delusions can be interpreted as a symptom on its own, too.

But what could've caused this? Since we never see what the Teruhashi siblings' parents are like, it's easy to assume Makoto has a role of her caretaker or a provider, due to only these two being ever shown living in the wealthy Teruhashi residency. The only time we ever see their parents being acknowledged is when Saiko spread a fake rumor of Mugami Tooru having an affair. Note: We never actually see them, we don't know if they're even there.

My personal theory is simple - Kokomi's charm and absent parental figures must've affected Makoto's development and made him emotionally dependent solely on Kokomi's well being. I'm taking his idol career into an account as well, since he must've been scouted into show business in his teens, or earlier. (He was already famous by 17.)

Conclusion: I think Makoto is an interesting example of a person with BPD in media, but I'm often disappointed how little we talk about it. Or maybe I'm just too obsessed with him to see him only as what he is on the surface. :3

PHEW. So after like 4 hours of trying to put my words into one big post I think that's all I had to say for now about this topic~! I have a lot of love for this boy and I really needed to get my thoughts out about this theory of mine. Sorry for unnecessary rambling and incoherence at times. Thanks for reading!

#even if you held me at gun point and asked me why am i so obsessed with this siscon i would just preferred to get shot cuz i dont know #genuinely #alex rambles #saiki kusuo no psi nan #saiki kusuo no ψ nan #saiki k #teruhashi makoto #kusuo saiki #makoto teruhashi #saiki kusuo #teruhashi kokomi #kokomi teruhashi #teruhashi siblings #teruhashi #the disastrous life of saiki k #borderline personality disorder #bpd

[luvring]

Okay. Okay listen.LISTEN TO MEEEEEE oh my god Micah with a very very VERY affectionate s/o!! Thats cuz!!! I am one and I would like to show him any type of wholesome affection I could omg. Omg OMG PDA AT MAXXXXXXXXXX im gonna cry omg i wanna hug him and smooch his squishy cheeks SO BADDD

�� micah with an affectionate s/o

gn!reader | I GET IT!! micah micah micah micah (if i chant his name he will physically manifest next to me i'm sure of it) a lot of this is physical affection but eye think he'd be good w any love language

relishes in this a bit actually. love and attention for the guy who loves quality time and you and specifically Quality Time With You?!

is always one to mirror/work with the energy you bring. i get it. do what's best for the bit and the vibes and romance I Get it

he becomes aware very quickly of how physically affectionate you are and works with it—laying on each other's laps, playing with your hands, cuddling, etc. etc.

anytime you come up and want affection he can just Tell, even when you're not very explicitly holding your arms out. it's your vibe. he grins before moving closer

^ smth smth "hi there, angel" / "oh? did someone want attention from their incredibly warm and cuddly boyfriend micah yujin? can't blame ya" smth smth. you get it

he never complains . why would he complain actually. he always smiles and returns your affection when possible. actually makes sure to try and multiply it

you want a hug you're getting the best hug of your life! you kiss him and he's kissing you all over your face back! you compliment his appearance that day and he's going to point out all the little things he loves about what you're wearing/doing! it doesn't matter if you're in pyjamas or whatever because you always look incredible to him‼️

if you want to give him some affection but he's busy, again,, micah will usually pick up on it and call you over himself, reassuring you that it's fine and he'd actually love some attention from his favourite person in the world! cuddle up next to him and he'll be finished whatever it is in a bit, he promises

when you cut up some fruit for him to eat and he does the thing like in that one post where he leaves one piece so you can have it. it also gives the both of you an excuse for you to come over again—"i'm just too full, can't you come over and finish it for me please?" [it is a single peach slice]

you don't have to ask to hold his hand or kiss his face or whatever else, he welcomes and appreciates all of it

micah always kissing you goodbye before one of you has to leave. mfw (my/micah's face when) you get home and he's ready to tell you you forgot to get your goodbye kiss before leaving. Ok

micah holding your hand and swinging your arms a little. sometimes he slowly picks up speed until you're both violently swinging arms back and forth for a while but it's funny and no one has broken anything (yet)!

you are one of the couples ™ at carnivals and that's Ok because it's you guys and you're valid💗

micah keeping his arm around you under the guise of pulling you out of the way if needed. what if he loses you? "that would kill me, angel."

him trying to do the little sharing a milkshake trope and staring as you both go for a sip and he gets a little flustered . considers it an INCREDIBLE SUCCESS!

becomes a habit of his to just,, lay against you when you're waiting somewhere. or to kiss your head/grab your hand when he sees you. or to lean in when he can tell you want something. or

if he can/you want, he Will just give you a piggy back around. even if it's just around the house. calls you his little koala

asks you what position you want to cuddle in that day

very easily notices when you've been less affectionate and always checks in to make sure you're alright

if he knows you're busy he won't bother you, but is very willing to hang around or lay beside you if it helps. genuinely won't distract you unless he thinks you need a break

you can poke him to get his attention just to squish his cheeks at the risk/promise of him doing the same . you are both squishing each other's faces. lovely

you want to say some Words of Affirmation? this is about to become a cheesy little contest where you're both complimenting and thanking each other for little things. as it goes on his voice and smile eventually soften before he sighs and goes "god, i love you."

this is barely tangential but i needed to put it somewhere . if you guys get separated somewhere and he finds you first there's a few scenarios here . 1) making eye contact and grinning before pulling you into him,, "there you are, angel." 2) micah scaring you before kissing you and apologizing 3) micah draping his arm around you from behind and saying something like "come around here often?" like yes it's the grocery store💗

#error143 #micah yujin #micah yujin x reader #🧾nia.answers #q

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2023: #08 & #07

08. MOLDOVA Pasha Parfeni - "Soarele și luna" 18th place

Decade rank: 28/116 [above Trenuletul, below Gjon's Tears]

"With friend and foe, we march to the battle plain

Some to seek success, others to seek fame

We play with honour, for the love of this game

So that someday, someone, somewhere will remember our name." -- Benjamin "Coach" Wade

No surprises here, I would hope. Pasha may have aged 11 years since his last appearance but he is still the same weird, irreverent stoner king he has always been. Perhaps even moreso than before, now that he's openly become the Eurovision equivalent to Coach in both style and substance.😍

Pasha delivered not more, not less, but exactly what I thought and hoped he would.

First of all, the song is just really fucking good. It sounds (very complimentary) like something you would hear in a Vidbir final. Maybe a follow-up to Kadnay's Beat of the Universe, remember that one? (Melovin's BIGGEST crime is robbing us of Kadnay, Lelya AND the minotaur girl because zomg uwu quirky theatre kid) (lmao the way I totally would have been okay with Dreamer and put it high on my 2024 list, cuz he ate that) (um, hypothetically ofc). Vidbir sound-alike is huge praise for a country that normally takes the role of a Schrödinger's qualifier and it was nice to for once know exactly what we were getting here.

REEEEEYNE N FYAAAAAAAA GAEDE MEHEEHEEEEEE

And here we get to the delivery of the song and, I mean, it's Moldova. How else are they going to tackle a song about pagan wedding ceremonies?

Moldova don't care about your stupid "wokeness". (good grief the (unselfaware) ableists freaking out about the little person. ALLOW PEOPLE MAKE A LIVING THE WAY THEY WISH TO, GOOD GRIEF. Dwarfism is not a cognitive disability, they have full agency to work in the entertainment industry. Stop behaving like they need you to emancipate against "the oppressive straight white cismale".)

Moldova don't care about trifles such as appearing "competent" to your insipid juries.

MOLDOVA IS REAL, always aiming fully maximize their entertainment factor for the lowest possible cost, and thank fuck they do.

Only this country could stage their performer as karate-chopping at a little person and make it light entertainment.

Only this country could take a quirky, Ukraine-coded electrofolk fusion and stage it like a weird grotesquerie,

Only this country could bring irreverence with such unerring earnesty.

"Soarele si luna" was a yet another solid showcase of what Moldova excell at, raw intuitive entertainment with no strings attached. Of course, we're in 2023 and being fun doesn't matter in the overal rankings. The least I can do in those cases is give a high spot to those who've been paid dirt the most.~

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07. LITHUANIA Monika Linkyte - "Stay" 11th place

Decade ranking: 25/116 [Above Stefania (Last Dance), below Sam Ryder]

HOORAY FOR YET ANOTHER YEAR OF LITHUANIA AT THE TOP OF MY BALTIC SISTER RANKING~

(enjoy it for the moment lithuanian readers, because a certain song about narcotics is threatening to take that crown away in 2024...x)

We have finally reached a point where the placements on my ranking more or less match the scoreboard, praise hallelujah. Of the robbed outsiders only Joker Out remain, and they're here to stay. :dramatic cymbal:

Speaking of both Outsiders and Stay, Lithuania were also kind of an outsider at first. After Monika beat Ruta Mur in PiN, I didn't think they would come close to a top 10 - clearly So Low was The Choice, Right? I honestly I don't know if I can feel that way any more. "Stay" aged really well. Ruta is an icon, but she did not have the Monika's secret weapon. She did not have -

ČIŪTOOO TŪŪŪTOOO

ČIŪTOOO TŪŪŪTOOO

ČIŪTOOO TŪŪŪTOOO

And what is "Stay" if not čūitooooo tūūūtoooo. Like legit, those two words, that's ALL it took. Those two words, that mantra, repeated over and over and over again, is what endeared her to me and juries (this is Lithuania. LITHUANIA. and juries liked them.).

Adding more čiūto tūto such a simple, elegant tweak, but one that Monika masterfully delivered. The hook is as strong as steel, but it is her charisma and her harmonies with the gospel choir which bent it into pure wholesomeness.

"Stay" is not the strongest composition, but it was an effective one. What it did exceptionally well was deliver the home comforts. The song is blanket, a fleece, a cuddle. It's the musical equivalent to eating a hearty meal by a lit fireplace, leaning against the warm body of your beau or belle. It is the spirit of Nature Is Healing in music form. It is a mental health balm covered by a mantle čiūto tūto. Lithuania earned their spot on the left side of the scoreboard and that's about as positive a surprise we're gonna get with these darksided results.

THE RANKING

#Eurovision #ESC #Eurovision Song Contest #ESC 2023 #Eurovision 2023 #Liverpool 2023 #Borisbubbles #Moldova #Pasha Parfeni #Soarele si luna #Lithuania #Monika Linkyte #Stay

[anony-mouse-writer]

why hermit archives Joe Hills is less despicable than Jurgen Leitner even though they technically serve the same role in the story:

Simple - he's Joe Hills

okay no but for real. Joe has more of his special brand of charisma in his pinky than Jurgen has in his whole body. that being said, im feeling verbose and needed a half decent excuse to re-read the hermit archives, so spoilers for The Magnus Archives distributed by the Rusty Quill and the crossover fanfic From The Archives by @sixteenth-days

Introduction - Hi there, Joe Hills here, recording as I always do...

so obviously, every narrator in both series is an unreliable narrator to some extent. something about the eldritch influence of fear itself seems to have an adverse affect on the little things, like authorial bias. its whatever.

however, for both of these cases, our primary impressions of the these two characters- whose role I will be referring to as The Curator for the rest of this cuz I'll be referencing it a lot and im lazy- is the same. both are only spoken of in passing reference by the victims of their books. there's usually an understandable lack of curiosity by the victims to dig further into the origins of their books, but for everyone lacking immediate incentive to stop looking (and occasionally, even those who aren't), the pattern is unmistakable: Curator's nameplate = dangerous spooky book.

as the audience (on the first viewing), we're increasingly aware of the nameplates and their ties to the entities and it's clear that the archivists are aware of them to some extent as well, but neither party has any real glimpse into The Curator's motivations or story until:

The Curator's Statement - Call it a desire for narrative presence!

when we finally meet Jurgen in person, he saves Jon lotta J names in this, huh from the Strange clutches of Not!Sasha with a book and a pithy one liner. The entire rest of his screen time is spent with a dawning realization that this man isn't a malicious actor or even a knowledgeable shadow, standing against the forces of fear with wit and skill. instead, he's just a man. a particularly lucky man whose cloying, whining cowardice isn't even enough to tempt the fear entities he's willingly surrounded himself with. For all his attempts to appear otherwise, Jurgen is an underwhelming disappointment - a fail upward bohemian whose eye for 'value' and sense of drama painted him into a much more intimidating figure than reality.

Joe Hills, on the other hand is an enigma wrapped in a riddle wrapped in lime green scene gloves and chains. He is, in many ways, a perfect foil to Jurgen. Obviously, there is the narrative awareness that is endemic to Joe Hills, an advantage which seems to have served him as well as Jurgen's luck. But there's also the little quirks of their personalities. Jurgen's failed attempts at self preservation and heroics contrasted to Joe's blithe acceptance of his mortality the fates of his collection's victims. Jurgen whines impatiently at Jon about wasted time and Joe meanders thoughtfully through his reflections and their little asides until Cleo reminds him of the limited tape.

And then there's the presentation of their statements. Jurgen comes to the archives for aid and gives his statement as a bartering tool. For all his former vanity, he recognizes his tale is not one of a shadowed hero or tragic warden, but a cautionary tale of trying to contain the forces of fear. He hides and waits till a point of dramatic tension to reveal himself, using the bits of knowledge he gained through the blood and sanity of others to keep himself safe. He is alone. Reviled and hunted, with just enough knowledge to be a problem, and not enough to be a threat. And in the end, his last, half-hearted attempt to leave a mark on the narrative is dashed and he becomes a conduit for someone else's bid for power.

Joe sends the institute his statement of his own accord in order to participate in the narrative of the archives. He is introduced in much less tenuous position largely due to his own agency in his life. Joe, as he tells Cleo, lives as though in a fable. He is careful and aware of his surroundings, but he is also clever and willing to exploit the offers given to him. he doesn't wait for the story to come to him, he reaches out to find it.

Outside Looking In - ...gathering the evils of the world and locking them away.

There are, of course, several lists for which roles and entities the hermits best embody- personally, I quite enjoy @magicalmanhattanproject's- but what all of them agree on is that whatever his role in the narrative, JoeHills is Definitely Not Normal. on one hand, he is too aware of himself and his surroundings to be an easy pawn or the catalyst of pandora's box by ignorant hubris; but on the other, his mercurial sense of chaos lends perfectly well to the sorts that become avatars of fear. the question from there is not if, but who's avatar is Joe Hills? regardless of your answer, his participation as an avatar is not in question.

Jurgen longs to be a part of the story. he wants recognition, and even after he realizes the ironic monkey's paw granting of his wish, he still strives to be a hero. but the lesson he seems to have failed to grasp, despite his time in-the-know as it were, is that one cannot have an affect on the story without first being a part of it. Adelard Dekker is perhaps the closest to an exception there is, succumbing in the end to death, but remaining himself throughout. but in every other case, the only thing reliably capable of countering one fear entity is another. Jurgen tries to use the books as a conduit, to harness their power while remaining untouched, and it's not enough. not even close.

(arguably, not surrendering oneself to an eldritch fear entity would be the ethically correct move, but from someone who was self admittedly ruthless and sacrificed several other people to gain the paltry knowledge he can use, it seems to be less for some attempt at an uncorrupted high ground and more because he was a coward too afraid to commit his own skin to the game.)

Joe doesn't seek to harness the entities. he doesn't play his game with death to prolong his life for the sake of living or a fear of the end, but to explore and experience a world that he is very much a part of.

Conclusion - And really, isn’t that the most any of us fragile little humans could ask for?

so in conclusion, Joe is a more likable character than Jurgen because he's more charismatic, more autonomous, and hasn't managed to alienate every affiliated existence on earth. what else is there?

well, the rest from here is more speculation then analysis since we haven't seen Joe's response to pressure since his time as the Curator. but if I had to guess, when confronted by a man with a pipe and good reason to want him out of the picture, Joe would do a bit more than snivel and beg.

and that is the Joe Hills difference.

#joe hills #hermitcraft #the hermit archives #jurgen leitner #tma #character analysis #i am very normal about hermitcraft as evidenced by the 1200 word essay i just wrote about a xover au #i should probably go thru this for typos and such but eughhhhh dont wanna #sighhhhhh #mouse's writing #mouse's soapbox #op

[mdhwrites]

I wonder, did characters such as Gus and Willow even ever have a chance at being interesting? I feel not. They're bland and inconsistently written, especially Willow. Every time the show tries to give Willow the spot light they have to pull something new outta nowhere cuz otherwise she really doesn't have anything going on. The biggest example of this is the whole "good ol reliable Willow" thing from FTF.

So technically all characters have the chance to be interesting. Some can even be interesting with only a single appearance, like the twins or Viney. It's actually pretty normal for one off characters to leave an impression because they get introduced with a lot of personality, are the driving force of an episode because they do a lot and then they leave so they can't contradict each other. Heck, the twins' appearances after Adventure in the Elements never have quite the same amount of charm because after that, their teasing/prankster attitudes just kind of entirely vanish which is a problem for one off characters. They aren't built for long term success because they're not meant to be around for very long.

But Willow and Gus weren't one offs and they weren't introduced like they were... But they're treated like they are. Gus is actually treated less like a one off than Willow but they both suffer from requiring retcons to be relevant. Gus' first episode doesn't do this but then illusion magic is retconned into being pathetic and for Labyrinth Runners, they go against one of his few character traits, his confidence, to give him general anxiety but without any signs that he needs to calm himself or has issues under pressure before now.

And then there's Willow who... I mean, do I even have to state it? Literally all of 'her' episodes are actually about someone else. Either it's about Amity or it's about Hunter until FTF happens and she's finally put in the spotlight and everyone just has to go, "Wait, who is she again?" And so they reference old, long forgotten notes and tack on something that frankly doesn't actually fit what she's done in the show so far because she's spent too little time with others and too much of it actually being one of the most aggressive characters in the group on most matters.

A lot of this stems from the fact that they both A: just lack much of a real personality when they're introduced. Amity is the one who steals the show while Willow is introduced as a shy girl and Gus is introduced as comic relief. The latter is a state of being for most characters that struggles to have a character beyond his jokes which is why Gus and King both feel out of character during their episodes because they often have to abandon how they normally act so they can actually do stuff while B: the writers very clearly hated what they had to work with. I'm pretty sure someone on the writing team DESPISES the shy girl archtype and so Willow wasn't allowed to be that but they didn't have a replacement for that characterization so she just... is there. Eventually, everyone will become like Willow where whether or not they do or say something is entirely plot dependent, like Amity in S3, because there's no actual personality, character or personal drive within them. It's a couple quirks, like Hunter liking wolves or sci-fi, that technically let you know this is a different character but they don't behave by their own personal traits. It's just to fulfil the concept on display, including for Gus when he forgets he's Willow's best friend so Hunter can have a Huntlow moment by seeing through an illusion.

And you can have funny characters or capable characters who are real characters. Sokka is the funny man of the group but we still understand that his own pride and his own thoughts on what a warrior is are core to his character. A lot of his comedy derives from misplaced confidence, false ideas of granduer and trying to be MAN! which lands him flat on his face but is still rooted in a complex and intriguing character. Meanwhile, a capable character can have reasons to be as solid and mature as they are and how they handle that maturity and the strain it puts on them can all be interesting angles to take but you have to be willing to discuss why they're so mature. As a kid, I was always called mature for my age and that's because I overthought everything and turned my nose at normal kid things but it also left me feeling REALLY isolated and lonely which made me double down on the fact that I must be special until college smashed into the ground.

But you have to see them as a character and TOH never feels like it does. They were a vehicle to get Luz into the school and then to help her get close to Amity. Once that's done, they're there for Hunter and nothing else. The OG friends will never properly interact again in the ENTIRE series with Luz. Buuuuut abandoning principal supporting cast who helped cause like... a third of your S1 episodes because King and Eda won't do fuck all with Luz is kind of not usually something a good show does so the show keeps making shallow excuses for them to show up but with increasingly diminishing returns, especially as you wonder what the point is. After all, a better dynamic between Luz and Hunter might have been able to tackle Hunter's morality during his change to becoming good but instead the focus is put on Huntlow and shipping as he establishes relationships, including friendship with Gus, with two characters who haven't mattered since S1 and he's still only spent two episodes of the season with Luz, who theoretically was his main catalyst for change since she's the one who starts it and is also the one who ends it in Hollow Mind.

But this adventure comedy, not a romance, really did choose romance over anything else it could spend its time on, didn't it? So with those misplaced priorities, why should we be surprised that the characters only there for ships, or facilitating ships getting together, should end up so shallow?

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[11queensupreme11]

Unpopular opinion of the ROR fandom, I don't like that they pair gods with humans, don't get me wrong, I don't hate people who pair them but I don't really see the point. ☠️

An example is with TetonPosy (my favorite 🥰), I don't like Poseidon x Kojiro, seriously, I don't like it, unfortunately for me the fandom in Spanish (I don't know if the same thing happens in the English one), almost always (if not always) they pair it with Kojiro. And Poseidon never showed interest in Kojiro, instead he detested him, damn it, at which point Poseidon showed that he felt attached to the human that he considered inferior.

Also the fact that my favorite tenton died at the hands of the Japanese, and that he is old:( (all the other humans, even over 100 years old, look young and Kojiro doesn't, he looks like an old man; and he is (ignoring that the gods are greater than them). I don't like him per se, and Kojiro's appearance doesn't improve overall. For me (fucked personal opinion), seeing a couple where one looks young person with that appearance and being with someone with an elderly appearance is ... strange (sorry if it sounds controversial, but that's how I think

The people pairing Qin and Hades is another example, saying that they are kings of both worlds among other things, yes I admit that Hades recognized Qin but as far as I remember it was because it reminded him of Poseidon. They even dared to steal the phrase quoted by Poseidon and put it to Qin .😡

It's that of: a perfect god, blah blah, I don't remember what else was about the phrase (I forgot it)

They pair Shiva too much with Raiden when it has been shown that they have partners (Shiva) and canonical love interest (Raiden if I remember correctly)

Adam and Zeus, seriously, I have to explain this. (If there are people who match them)

Buddha and Zengoku (was that the boy's name?) I see them as a relationship like brothers in general, I see relationships with Buddha as a friend-brother, not romantically except with Bruhilde although we all know that she doesn't even fight Buddha)

I won't bother getting into incestuous pairings (cough cough HadesPose) because they are Greek, (reference to incest in Greek mythology)

I would talk more but I got tired of typing so much, so I'll leave it here. And another additional thing, it doesn't bother me that it's bl or gl, what bothers me is that I can't find where they come from to match them and the other one is a fighting manga/anime and in their fandom the only thing which pairing is more popular.

Man, it's an anime about fighting to literally survive mass extinction in humans (reminds me of the end of shingeki in the rumble) and the only thing I find when I look for them is two guys fucking or other things (sorry for the vulgarity )

And The same thing happens in another fandom that I was previously in, which was Bungou Stray Dogs, If you have the opportunity I recommend it to you, it's good (you can ignore my stupid suggestion), that happens with two characters Chuuya and Dazai that the fandom ALWAYS pairs them up, literally whenever they have the chance.

And that's annoying, your fandom with the soukoku , and their ships are toxic, if you talk about something bad about soukoku they hate you.

lLiterally, one is a former mafia executive with serious problems that he takes lightly and the other is a gangster, where do you see how tender it is for a A relationship. And then they become stupid (x2 sorry for my criticisms without argument) that they loved each other in the port, blablabla.

lI'm sorry for complaining without solid arguments to support me and adding another fandom to something that has nothing to do with it, but I seriously hate that in fandom the first thing they ask you is: What pairings do you like? (It has happened to me with ror in face groups :( when romance is not the central thing in ror

i don't ship anyone in ror tbh, ror is one of the manga/animes where i dont ship anyone cuz im just so focused on the future fight matchups. but im pretty sure ppl are shipping the gods with their human opponents because they interacted with each other the most, which makes for good shipping material.

but not all characters in a ship need to have interacted with each other in canon.

one thing you gotta know about shipping, is that it doesn't need to make a point. it doesn't need to make sense. people pretty much just ship what they want. it's just a fun lil thing, we're basically little girls playing with our barbie dolls and making them kiss each other 🤷‍♀️ it doesn't matter if character a canonically hates character b's guts and would never romantically like them, or if character c and character d never interacted.

literally one person just needs to take a look at these characters and go "hmmm i think they would go well together" and bam, a ship is born. there doesn't need to be a reason or a point to it

but i get what you mean about how shippers annoy you. lately jjk shippers are starting to annoy me too (they doxx and bully ppl who like over ships they dont personally like, and accuse boy x girl shippers of homophobia because of it 💀 ppl really need to stop acting as if their gay ship is a form of activism, its not). i haven't seen any toxicity in the ror fandom over their ships yet and that's probably because the fans aren't from america (which is where the majority of those crazy toxic shippers are from)

when an anime/manga's fandom gets too toxic for me, i honestly just stay away. i focus more on reading theories and analyses rather than admire fanarts featuring a ship and stuff like that, which helps in twitter cuz my timeline changes

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[zesty-kuma]

Alright alright here me out here….. okay so, I get this is the keeping up with the kumas tumblr page, but thats just a sequel to the byakuya x monokuma story okay… so its practically the same thing and i can talk about both Kay, my RULES! So iv decided cuz it takes me years to draw art I’ll just post past art that all are pretty sucky , but I don’t care, so yes you may be wondering.. “WHYS MONOKUMA A BEAR HERE?!” Well you see for the byakuya x monokuma story (also Thats an extremely long name so we’re just gonna call it bk story standing for ByaKuya or Byakuya Kuma what ever you think fits ) it was all improvised with someone else so I didn’t know it was going to be a romance until… it became a romance.. (mainly my fault when I look back at it..) so monokuma began as a bear and then ( literally teh worst plot in history so bad that it’s only use is to make fun of bad plots ) monomi appears and dose some rando magic and monokuma just becomes human some how completely unexplained it just HAPPENED ( look i didn’t take it seriously when I started and plus the person I wrote the story with was very rushy and was like HUMAN NOW) so yeah the image is the first chapter image (don’t ask why byakuya has no arms.. I was lazy ..) anyway Heres the moment in the story that is depicted in the image :

(The chapter is called epic roasts 😂) (oh and FYI, theres swears in this and also sex references.. that’s my weird sense of humour I apologise )

Byakuya:”you acting like that offends me.”

*byakuya kicks monokuma*

Monokuma:”OW, HEY THATS DOMESTIC ABUSE, im gonna Johnny Depp your ass!”

Byakuya:”how are you going to go to court. Your not a human”

Monokuma:” yeah well what eva..”

*byakuya steps on monokuma*

Byakuya:” got something to say now? “

Monokuma:” AH! This is NOT how I expected this day to go.. but in my defence I do have a bit of a pain kink.. so please do continue! Puhuhuhuhu!”

*byakuya jumps back in disgust*

Tada that scene is over now! So yeah remember I didn’t write any of the byakuya lines or byakuya actions, i was purely monokuma in this one, and this is the only part of the whole story where byakuya is like physically hurting monokuma XD idk remember wasn’t my choice, but i thought some of the monokuma lines were funny so ya know!

[trouble-in-space]

Hi! I'd like a stranger things & the outsiders ship pls!

zodiac is cancer I prefer men (no one under 19 pls) I like many different types of music like rock/pop/indie/alt! my hobbies are cooking drawing writing and playing d&d listening to music and reading fantasy books and tarot cards! I like magic n I like collecting random weird stuff from time to time like useful junk or rocks/gems or even flowers about my appearance Im an arab girl so I have black almond shaped eyes I have bushy eyebrows and I got curly black short hair with bangs I have a small cut scar on my upper lip and have two beauty mark on both my cheeks I have slightly higher cheek bones and have wide full lips I'm short n have a big chest I got hip dips I wear sharp eyeliner and dark eyeshadow i wear lots of jewelry n earrings and piercings (like nose rings) my sense of fashion changes a lot so one day I'm a rock punk chick and other I look like a hippie or a witch and sometimes I look preppy If I feel like it! I also wear dark traditional dark henna and have tattoos constellation on my arm n back with a crescent moon on my nape

Some personal stuff! I have ADHD and on the spectrum! so i talk a lot and fidget I need people to be upfront with me cuz I won't get it until you say it I'm sensitive to sound and touch and I'm an emotional person I'm told that I'm super smart and sassy Im also very kind and understanding but ruthless and cold when I'm angry I think I'm funny but I have a strange n dark sense of humor also I ramble a lot about my interests so I infodump a lot but I get insecure about it and stay quiet so I won't annoy anyone or say something I'm not supposed to say... Im not good with people but I'm good with art and writing so I use that to relate or empress people I don't mind being alone I like my own company but I wish I can speak without feeling scared that I might say or do something inappropriate or weird or cutting someone off it's exhausting to not fidget or fiddle my hands or move around and I don't always look people in the eye not out of disrespect but i get distracted a lot but sometimes I can still hear the person even if I don't look at them! Im lazy and sleep a lot but if it's something I care about I get passionate and excited and make weird happy sounds! and jump a lot!

here are some characters I kin to help u understand me more!

(Wanda maximoff/Bruce banner /will byers/jinx from arcane/entrapta from shera/Phoebe buffay/princess bubblegum/Anne Shirley/ Klaus from the umbrella academy) I hope this helps! thank you!

Hi love! I love your style btw!<3

Stranger Things:

I’m getting Steve Harrington vibes! (i’m pretty sure he’s like 19-20?) He would love you’re personal style and the duality of it. He’d ask you to teach him how to cook, it would quickly become his favorite thing to do with you. If he’s out somewhere and sees like interesting jewelry or something else that reminds him of you. he’s 100% buying it for you. Steve’s best friends with Robin so he’s used to rambling and infodumping, he always enjoys listening especially when it’s you. He understands and respects your insecurities and shyness(referring to when you said your not good with people) and he’ll help you work through them but only if you’re comfortable with that!

The Outsiders:

Darry! He’d just adore you! The Curtis house will be covered with your artwork. You’ll often catch him staring at your henna and tattoos, he just finds them so beautiful. He’s always upfront with you because communication is key to him. Sometimes he might be a little to forward/mean about things but he’ll always come to his senses and comfort you. He’s a quieter person compared to the rest of them so he’ll make sure the boys quiet down some when you’re around. His favorite thing in the world is to see you get excited about something you’re passionate about!

I hope you like these!!<33

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[thatdammchickennugget]

Are you taking requests? If so, can you do Percy Jackson x child of nyx! fem! reader. Other kids are scared of her cuz of her mom and she's the only child in her cabin. Percy decides "she can't be that scary" and makes friends with her, and she develops a crush on him. Clarisse finds out and decides to announce it during lunch, so reader runs off but Percy chases after her. Just general fluff plz and cute confessions 🙏

Daydreaming About Sharkboy

pairing - percy jackson x daugther of nyx!reader

a/n - sorry this took so long, hope you like it <3 also how do people come up with good fic titles because I'm really struggling here

warnings - clarisse being a bully, fem!reader

wordcount - 1.4k

Being the only known daughter of the Goddess Nyx, life at camp often felt lonely for you. You had always preferred to keep to yourself, your anxiety holding you back from making new friends or joining the other campers in their activities. 

Your mother had claimed you soon after you first got to camp, but because there wasn't a cabin for her, you had been spending your first years here curled up in a sleeping bag in the corner of the overflowing Hermes cabin. 

The only person you had been able to call somewhat of a friend back then, was Nico DiAngelo. You had first met the kid when his sister joined the hunters on a quest and he chose to follow you around. At first, you had been annoyed by this, not used to anyone looking at you, much less attempting to talk to you.  But he just had such an innocent look about him. 

His green eyes were always so gentle and his smile was always kind. He seemed genuinely interested in everything you had to teach him and you felt yourself growing quite protective over him. But it was Nico going missing that changed your life at camp completely.

It was Percy Jackson himself who broke the news of Nico's disappearance to you and you surprised the both of you by exploding at him, overtaken by worry for the kid that had become much like a little brother to you in such a short amount of time.

You ended up helping Percy and his friends look for Nico in the following months, unfortunately without any luck. But spending all this time with them earned you a spot in their little group and your life at camp took a quick turn to the better.

Instead of spending your days alone, now you had Annabeth joining you to read and talk, Grover going on walks through the strawberry fields and around the lake with you and Percy helping you train and taking you on rides around camp on Blackjack.

You found out the son of Poseidon shared some of your loneliness, hating the silence plaguing his nights alone in his cabin. That quickly changed when you decided to join him one night, sneaking into his cabin to surprise him with a sleepover. Sleeping in the top bunk of his bed while he was snoring away in the bottom bunk became a regular occurence.

It was nice being able to spend time with someone who could make you laugh as if nothing else mattered, especially during a gloomy campfire where everyone else would be worried about the upcoming battle. You enjoyed hanging out with Percy more than you cared to admit.

It was during his appearance at his own funeral rite that you finally realized your feelings for the boy were far from platonic. Annabeth and you had spent the days before leaning on each other, barely managing to get out of bed in the morning as you grieved for your friend.

When Percy showed up while the camp was in the process of burning his burial shroud, you had once again surprised everybody when you ran up to him, yelling at him for being so reckless before breaking down crying when he gathered you up in a hug. 

You had to admit your feelings to yourself after that, especially when Annabeth ended up confronting you about it. When they finally got back from their quest, your friend had baited you into a trap by asking you to spar with her just to end up interrogating you.

She didn't have to push you much before you told her about your crush on the boy and Annabeth let you gush about him for a while, training completely forgotten as you sat facing each other, knees brushing as you let yourself be normal kids for once. Normal kids who giggled and whispered to each other about silly little crushes instead of worrying about dying or the end of the world

As you walked with Annabeth towards the Dining Pavilion, still lost in thoughts about Percy, you accidentally collided with Clarisse, causing the Ares girl to stumble and fall back. Before you could apologize, Clarisse's face twisted into an expression of anger as she jumped back to her feet and got into your face.

"What's your problem? Watch where you're going, idiot!" Clarisse taunted, her voice dripping with scorn.

You felt your face heat up with embarrassment, but before you could respond and stutter out how sorry you were and how it was an accident, Clarisse continued, her voice laced with mockery, "Too busy daydreaming about sharkboy to look where you're going? Keep dreaming, really, like he would ever be interested in someone like you."

Her words hit you like a punch to the gut, and you felt your heart sink. Immediate regret about voicing your feelings out loud washed over you. You had never really considered the possibility of Percy reciprocating your feelings, but hearing Clarisse make fun of it stung deeply. You glanced at Annabeth, tears already stinging in your eyes as you watched her expression harden, ready to defend you.

Just as Annabeth was about to speak up, the boy in question appeared out of nowhere, stepping in between you and the glowering girl. He crossed his arms and fixed Clarisse with an unwavering gaze.

"Hey, back off," Percy said, his voice firm.

Clarisse looked taken aback for a moment, but then a mischievous smirk spread across her face. "Aw, you got here just in time, Percy. Y/n was just talking about her crush on you."

You felt a mix of gratitude and embarrassment wash over you as Percy defended you, but the attention on your feelings felt overwhelming. This wasn't how you wanted him to find out, in fact, you didn't want him to know at all. Feeling your face burn, you turned on your heel and dashed away from the scene, your heart pounding. You couldn't handle Percy rejecting you in front of everybody.

You found solace in the quiet serenity of the beach, where the crashing waves drowned out the turmoil inside you. Sitting on the sand, you hugged your knees to your chest and tried to collect your thoughts.

As you pondered on how to avoid the son of Poseidon for the rest of the summer, a familiar voice called out your name. You looked up to see Percy making his way towards you, concern etched on his face. His blue shining eyes seemed to reflect the shimmering ocean, and you couldn't help but feel your heart skip a beat.

"Are you okay?" Percy asked softly, his voice filled with genuine worry.

You bit your lip, feeling the weight of embarrassment still lingering. He was probably about to let you down gently. At least no one was around to witness it here. "I'm sorry. It's just... it was so embarrassing. You weren't supposed to find out like that."

Percy sat down beside you, his presence bringing you some comfort even though he might be about to crush your heart into pieces. He reached out and gently took your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about."

"You don't have to say anything, by the way. I know it's stupid and I'm sure I'll get over this dumb crush soon,"  you muttered, unable to meet his eyes for fear of seeing judgment reflected there.

"I'm that easy to get over, huh?" he teased, trying to get a smile back onto your face. You just rolled your eyes, wiping the last of your tears from your cheek. "Well, that's a shame. Because I don't think I'll ever get over my feelings for you," he continued, his voice gentle as his thumb rubbed along the palm of your hand.

"Don't do that," you told him, assuming he was joking to cheer you up, but unable to stop the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Percy pulled your hand closer so you'd lean against him and you rested your head on his shoulder, letting yourself enjoy the warmth radiating from his body.

"I'm being serious here," he muttered into your hair, gaze fixed on your intertwined hands in his lap. "I like you, y/n. And don't hate me, but I'm kind of glad Clarisse announced your crush back there because I wouldn't have mustered up the nerves to do this otherwise."

Before you had the chance to ask what he was talking about or react to him admitting to liking you, he ducked down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

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[shslpunkartist]

Thought of some extra details with the Symbol AU. Mainly the environments.

It's going under the read more cuz it's long

For the Spades, civilization feels like it's always night time, where the fun tends to happen. Modern and comfy, with lots of entertainment and food places to go to. Keith's base is a Playbunny Music Club. Leroy is a Maid Cafe. Both feel extremely large places, and although they're the main servers, you gotta follow their rules. Oreo's base is essentially their home, which almost feels like Wonderland: everything's floating about, appearing and disappearing. A path is made for you as you walk, and if Oreo wants something, it simply floats to him without him saying a word. He can make floors and platforms form if he wants a steady play area.

Each corner has their own kind of civilization, divided into its OWN corners. The regular people have their version of their city, the Trump Cards each have their own bases, and the Leader themselves have the last spot. There's also nameless servants that help monitor and fix each city up, with only their assigned symbol shown as their faceless heads.

There's also two easy means (and one personal) of transportations: train, personal (like car or motorbike), and teleportation. Only the Leaders can teleport. Everyone can use the trains, which travel quick from corner to corner. The cars and motorcycles are futuristic as well, what with them hover wheels n shit (but there are the classic bikes with regular wheels that we're used to. Clover corner feels weirdly familiar to them)

For the Hearts, this is where the glamorous go. Rich and bright, everything you need right at your finger tips. Amelia's side is a Casino, made to play with high stakes and be entertained by the music, food, and scenary. Naomi's side is a Circus, gathering all the supernaturals and letting them run the show however they want, whether for fun or for scares. Cherri's base is FAR from fancy: it's a surprise you can walk on the floor when there's endless plushies around, big and huge. She sits in the middle, playing on her phone, reading some story, or drawing new pics. The plushies have great power, however: each one can take you to a new room, usually an escape room. Just one open of the jaw and you're sucked in, forced to deal with whatever room she put you in (btw they're not all bad. There's a few that are actual means of teleporting somewhere)

For the Clovers, it's a free for all. How quickly things get broken and fixed up, broken and fixed, again and again. Pico's side doesn't look all that different from the main city, but it's somehow more sustainable living, what with the buildings more sturdy and impenetrable to explosions (*cough*Darnell*cough*). Still a mess, but somehow better. Tsuri, surprisingly, is a Hotel Complex, though it's less of a spot to take a vacation, but more so a way to handle disputes.. or murders. He's also technically the Head of the Hotel, but he gave practically all power to someone else, as she's helped him many times with his own business. Pachinko's base is essentially a Throne Room, full of his many victories and trophies. He's got a weapon ready to smash anything he feels like breaking (bet yall can't figure out what it is~). The Throne Room can very easily become an Arena, if you try to challenge him right then and there

For the Diamonds, it's a mess there as well, but not in the chaotic sense. It feels very basic and quiet compared to the others. There's a standard city, sure, mixed with some nature, but it can feel eerily quiet at times. Otis has more structure of an actual city, clean and easy to navigate. He leads the one Police station there, but the jail still needs some work. Kurai's the exact opposite: a Forest. A black and white forest that feels endless. You'll find random servants giving out resources, such as food and random games, but that's it. People go there either for a dare, a place to meditate, or when contemplating stuff. Keno's base can hardly be called one, considering it's the "Sky".. or at least acts as one. When you walk into the door to his base, you somehow end up on the clouds, where he's either sleeping or watching everyone go by. The Moon will also be in random spots each day, but when the Moon is so close you can touch it, he's thinking of playing a killing game.. best hope he won't nominate you.

As for the Joker, well.. there isn't really a civilization there. Just one big building right smack in the middle of the corners. Only the Trump Cards, Leaders, and the few residents there have entered the building. For others, it serves as a place to watch the killing games happen, as they're huge tvs that can come out of it, broadcasting whatever happens

#Symbol AU #Punk's Cast #I really wanna design the servants tbh #one of them shape-head characters #but yeyeye new details to the au

[drbtinglecannon]

Ok so my theory for "Darius is also a rebel" is he was one before Raine joined and Raine didn't know until after they got caught.

In Eda's Requiem, Raine was so determined to take out Darius & Eberwolf that they were willing to literally die for the cause until they realized Eda had a family she would've been leaving behind. If Raine had any inkling that Darius was either swayable to the cause or was already a part of it, Raine would've been upfront with Eda about that, so it's far more likely they didn't know.

It's also only after the exact moment when the two of them stopped playing that Darius finally found them. He & Eber figured out the "boots walking by themselves" bit several minutes before the Death Melody started, so I find it hard to believe that he wouldn't have found them sooner but also only found them immediately after the "almost dying" stopped. He must've known the area they were in beforehand and was purposely avoiding it, but after suffering from that type of magic realized he needed to "catch" Raine like Right Now before whatever that was started again and got him killed. He also conveniently only captured Raine despite knowing they weren't alone, leaving Eda behind to escape (the walking boots would've been a good tip off cuz they def weren't Raine's boots, but also when he caught Raine's crew he said quote: "Looks like we missed a few" so he knew there were multiple other witches lose).

He was able to capture Raine's crew and transport them like hundreds of miles away in a snap of his fingers, but while having both Raine & Eda in his goo somehow loses grip on Eda? Feels intentional.

When we factor this together with how Raine was unharmed when captured, how easily they were able to escape, AND how defensive Darius got when he saw Kikimora appear out of nowhere to recapture Raine herself, it all builds up to a convincing enough situation that he was trying to let Raine escape.

Also this line becomes significantly funnier if he was a rebel all along too

In Follies of the Coven Day Parade, Raine seems super chill but also unaware of what has happened a few weeks earlier. Kikimora even comments on how relaxed Raine seems

We were under the impression Raine did forget, but as revealed in the most recent ep they were just acting. Raine famously has stage fright, and while that may not affect acting abilities (especially in the life or death situation they're in), I think a genuine boon to keeping up the facade would be knowing there's someone else on their side, i.e. Darius.

Darius has also been working with the other coven heads for way longer than Raine, and while I have no doubt Raine would be suspicious of Terra under normal circumstances, when Raine was captured they were completely indisposed. Someone had to have helped keep Raine safe from Terra's magic, or at the least warn them of it.

In Any Sport In Any Storm, we see a drastically different side to Darius than before. He not only willingly lets the captured kids go, he was going to personally deliver them back to their school. That's a kind of generosity and flexibility we haven't see in like, any other Coven Head. Even Lilith was more cutthroat towards Willow, Gus, and Luz during 'Agony Of A Witch'. Yeah, he threatened to attack them, but very easily backed down when Hunter asked him to.

He also expressed the importance of Hunter forming bonds outside the coven, gave him a phone to do so, and said he wouldn't tell Belos about this experience nor Hunter's palisman (which is a MASSIVE cover for Hunter's sake seeing as how illegal they are)

Seeing as Raine was the only Coven Head to even acknowledge Hunter when they all left the meeting, and the sympathetic/worried expression on their face, it's possible Raine holds the same concerns for Hunter not having anything outside the coven. I'm sure Hunter is necessary for the Day Of Unity in some really fucked up way, and it's possible Darius and/or Raine know how or at least have suspicions, which goes further with them both showing concern that he's so isolated.

Then finally in Them's The Breaks, Kid, we see this!

It feels redundant to point out how this has to be Darius but.

1. Abomination magic 2. Everyone in covens have been sealed to only their specific magic, so chances of other abomination users aside Darius being around are slim 3. It's got his hair like all of his creations do

Another bit that lends credence to both this being Darius and my earlier theory he intentionally let Eda go is the mini abomination immediately suggests asking Eda for help. If Darius and Raine are working together now, Raine probably told Darius how they did that Death Melody, which is probably why Darius is suggesting getting her involved again.

Anyway, Darius' design fucks and his use of magic is really cool, so I for one am very excited to see the potential full 180 from antagonist to secret good guy. If he stays an antagonist tho I'll still like him.

#toh spoilers #toh #toh raine whispers #toh darius #toh theory #toh meta #long post #the owl house #i think its more likely darius was already a rebel over raine convincing them post getting captured. i also think the og golden guard #plays some kind of role in why darius might be a rebel. he held a lot of respect for them but theyre suddenly gone & replaced with hunter #tc posts

[sscarletvenus]

LOOKISM CHAPTER 389

•Sinu's back ~~~ And he's cooler than ever ~~~

• BIG DEAL IS SOMETHING THAT CAN BE SO PERSONAL

• My girl looks so good rn I'm gonna scream, cry and throw up

• Anyways so Mitsuki's dad was a piece of shit, womanizer, idler, child neglecter (basically Gapryong Kim in a nutshell lol) and she was the one who stepped up and revived casino Lucky after becoming Ceo

• OH AND SHE DESPISES MEN

• Vivi and Mitsuki besties... So true garbage really does belong together

• The timeline of the flashback is when the Club Vivi is being set up, and the underground Fighting Cage (where Sinu is being used) is already running.

• So Vivi is the one who brought Mitsuki to Korea and introduced her to Eugene, who then invited Mitsuki to watch the fighting as a VIP.

• Eugene calls Sinu pathetic for selling himself off for the street, his love and his men, not realising that MITSUKI HAS BECOME OBSESSED to the point she wants to buy Sinu... And Eugene, the devil's advocate that he is, agrees to sell his "object" only if Mitsuki is willing to run the Second Affiliate...

•honestly Eugene's nerd ass always reminds of a tarantula like so much evil in such a little container

• Whenever Sinu appears I start quivering either from the sadness or for the ahem horny

• MITSUKI IS NOT A GIRLBOSS LMAOOO like miss ma'am you're rich enough to afford therapy, and yet you're resolving your daddy issues by drugging and gaslighting an innocent man who just said he isn't interested to make sacrifices for you? (UNDERSTANBLY SO BECAUSE YOU'RE STRANGERS AND YOUR NASTY ASS IS MAKING HIM FIGHT TO DEATH JUST TO FEEL SOMETHING EVERY PASSING DAY)

• Like no matter how horrible a parent was to you, it doesn't give you the right to be horrible to someone else... JUST LOOK AT JAKE. Same daddy issues. Same disgust for men. Same experience of being touched by Sinu's "romance"... But did we see him go around asking Sinu to fight with random dudes one fine Tuesday morning to prove his "sacrifice"???

• I'M SHAKING??? SHE REALLY PRETENDED TO BE YEONHUI AND SAID JAKE IS DEAD, AND ONLY SINU WAS LEFT IN BIG DEAL... AND CREATED A FALSE STREET, GOT EUGENE TO ACCELERATE SINU'S DRUGGING SO THAT HE COULDN'T REMEMBER, AND PERSUADED HIM TO PROTECT HER

•Are we talking about Lee Jinho/244 cuz Eugene mentioned a Drug Genius...

•idk i feel like she could actually #MakeHimWorse... Like girl YOU'RE CALLED HIME BECAUSE OF YOUR BEAUTY AND BRAINS... and yet you're on your knees??? GET UP AND GO TO WORK PLEASE

• he's so fine omg my head hurts

• so I told you all there' a HIGH POSSIBILITY that shiro oni and warai oni have come across each other right??? I think we just got a lookism and htf crossover (Nomen's uniform is similar to that of the gang Seongjoon took control of, and they're both notorious biker gangs from Kanto region)

• UMMM so I thought Xiaolung and Jerry were SIMPS but looks like the SIMP OLYMPICS has a rising contender : NOMEN lmaooo

•So Ruyhei (aka Kagiroi president aka Ranger Dog aka Nomen) left his position of the president of a gang that took over Kanto region from the freaking Yakuza to move to Korea for a girl who... lol nvm everybody point and laugh

• "WHO MADE HER CRY" how tf are we supposed to know take a guess???

• Also Jake wants to bring Mitsuki to Daniel because he promised him to do whatever he wants if Daniel lets him meet Sinu... And Daniel wanted to take her to the some President (most probably Steve Hong?)

• JAKE SAID HE'S NOT GONNA LOSE HIS FAMILY ANYMORE

•"HOWEVER... DESPITE ALL OF THAT... THERE'S NO ROMANCE" mic drop sinu let's gooo

• felt some chills cuz cap guy, mandeok, samuel are on their way to the second affiliate with eugene who probably keeps around a few terrorist organisations as pets... J-HIGH, HOSTEL, BIG DEAL PLZ GET OUT NOW

•kinda curious about the outcome of the fight between Zack and Kenta damn

• in conclusion big storm coming next week : lovers reunited after the korean war Vs. SIMP super ultra pro max hd

#lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #jake kim #kim gimyung #sinu han #park jonggun #gun park #lookism 389 #lookism chapter 389 #lookism spoilers #lookism jake #lookism sinu #lookism gun #htf baek seongjoon #how to fight #viral hit #mitsuki lookism #neko lookism #nomen lookism #lookism ryuhei #lookism eugene #lookism yujin #lookism workers #lookism vivi #lookism xiaolung #daniel park #park hyungseok #lee jinho htf #244 htf

[alatusxiaoo]

just the two of us (II)

content: fluff, modern au, seat-mates + what it’s like to love them

characters: kaeya, venti, xiao, xingqiu

note: sfksdjd so school began :”)) and i lost a shit ton of inspiration for stories nowadays…but i at least wanted to upload something in hopes that it would bring me better ideas (most of these were on a whim whenever i got inspiration) :<< zhongli didn’t fit cuz i didn’t take into account how long these would turn out ;-; maybe i’ll combine him in a future one with gorou in the others, or do a solo one... we’ll just have to see soon enough. but anyway, here’s the awaited part two!!

KAEYA

“you…why are you here?”

you stare with incredulity at the familiar boy seated on the chair beside yours…mirroring your expression of bewilderment at your appearance.

“y/n? is it really you?”

kaeya alberich - how could you ever forget that name? more well known as your childhood best friend, he grew up as your neighbor and spent his youthful and bright years together with you…before he moved away.

you thought he would never come back but seeing him up close again, he still reminds you of the mischievous and brazen kid you once knew. except now he was older - and somehow managed to tower over you with his dominating frame.

“and you were the one who said i would never get taller than you.” “damn…it’s been years since we last met, and that’s the first thing you choose to say to me.”

you expected a lot of things in this school year - however the reunion with an old friend was never a possibility that crossed your mind, until you found him right beside you again.

your first few days together started off a bit rocky and awkward. after all, you’ve both changed since you last met, and it felt like you two were getting to know each other once more.

however as time flies by, your relationship becomes steadier, and conversations shared together are more natural. he’s clearly matured by the way he acts and speaks, yet he somehow retained his teasing and carefree personality with you.

no matter how many times you think it over again and again…he’s still the same boy you loved back then, and perhaps even now.

“now that i think about it, i just remembered something really weird.” he huffs, crossing his arms as he leans back on the wall. it was lunch break, however you two spent the hour together in an empty hallway.

“the day before i moved…” he says with hesitance, contemplating on his words. “i left you a ring.”

“what, the plastic candy one you offered me while on one knee?” you snort with dubiety, raising your eyebrow at his sudden inquiry. “of course i still have it.”

you see his cheeks turn red at the mention of the past memory. “god, that really was embarrassing. i wonder what even possessed me to do that.”

you smiled at the fond recollection. “i thought it was lovely. you were the first boy who asked me to marry you.”

ah, now you remember the how the descending sun spilled on his young face that day. how the clouds faded into shades of reddish-orange that rivaled your flushed cheeks, how the gentle breeze that rustled through the leaves carried the distant promise of forever between two foolish children.

“i admit, it was a bit too sudden.” he sighs in humiliation, running a hand through his unkempt hair. “but i was leaving and i…didn’t want to feel like i was losing you.”

“i know what you mean…why else did you think i said yes?” you chuckle at your own response.

“but haven’t you met anyone else who came off a little less straightforward than me? surely you must have gotten another idiot to fall for you.” he teasingly questions…but somehow his obscured expression doesn’t match his light-hearted tone.

you shake your head with a small smile. “you were the only one.” you bashfully confess, looking down to avoid his eyes. “i suppose younger me didn’t feel like it would be right to do the same with someone else. because you…said you’d wait.”

you don’t bother staring back at kaeya - you wanted to hide your tomato cheeks from the affectionate and innocent memory. because though the act was done at an immature age, part of you couldn’t simply let go of the thin threads of hope.

“well, i’m here now.”

but you were both just kids back then. so an old and naive promise shouldn’t matter as much anymore. besides, you were more than certain that you had already lost those old feelings for kaeya after he left. there was no reason for them to come back again.

nevertheless, it doesn’t change the fact that you were still prone to falling again. and you absolutely didn’t want that…not when you had just gotten kaeya back in your life again. wasn’t friendship enough with him? if so, why did you still feel the need to like him more than one?

“have you ever thought of keeping that promise?” not even your self-control could restrain you from letting those words leave your mouth.

“what…you mean, marrying you?”

you know it’s abrupt, and you’re probably going to regret asking anyway but you needed to know - needed to know if you were the only one who was falling back then..and still falling until today.

he doesn’t respond for a while - his brows are furrowed in deep thought, clearly giving the unexpected interrogation some intense reflection. “i don’t know…you deserve someone who values you.”

“and you think you don’t do that?” you ask, biting your lip in anxiousness.

he lets out a dry and delayed laugh, shaking his head at his words. “i mean, i would do anything for you. i’ve known you since forever…i can’t imagine my life without you. whoever ends up with you would be the luckiest man on the planet-“

“so why not you?”

he rapidly pauses in his sentence, at the sound of your unanticipated words. “i-what…that oath we made was years ago.” he stutters, awkwardly scratching his chin.

“you won’t keep it then?”

grey irises cautiously trek over to your blushing cheeks and averted gaze - it was clear it was taking all your courage to continue persisting on this sensitive topic.

“do you…want me to?” he warily questions, turning over to dominate your considerably tinier frame. you feel your cheeks turn redder at the bold gesture - after all this was your childhood friend, the boy who used to pick petty fights and childishly puffed his chest out to prove that he was more than capable of protecting you. now he was an actual guy, one that seemed to be quite proficient in flustering you with the mere brush of his fingers on your crimson cheeks.

“you might already know but…i mean it when i always keep my promises.” he breathes quietly, lifting your chin up to look into your eyes. “what you’re trying to keep might be nearly impossible…but if you’ll give me a chance-“

“i said yes that day.” you manage to choke out, with a violently thrumming heart. “you swore you’d marry me.”

all you can hear is the familiar sound of his lighthearted chuckle, the faint whisper of him telling you not to move away, something plush and sweet falling across your lips…and the rest is history.

a few more years was all it took for kaeya to truly fulfill a candy-flavored promise, arising from the bittersweet memory shared between two innocent children under the brilliant red and orange hues of a familiar warm sunset.

VENTI

the first thing that catches your wandering eyes, is the image of slender fingers daintily plucking at strings of a small wooden harp.

and then you hear it. the unmistakable sound of a saccharine voice, almost as if flowers descended from one’s lips - pleasant to the ears on a balmy morning.

it was a simple nursery rhyme, anyone could have pulled the notes off even without the necessary talent or skill. you’ve heard the lyrics your entire childhood, the words themselves were practically etched into your head - yet the way his fingers tenderly strum at the instrument, the echo of a soft voice that sang with fondness and passion…it feels like the first time you’ve heard it in your entire life.

“you like to stare an awful lot.”

“sorry…i couldn’t help but notice that your music is quite lovely.”

the foreign boy only smiles at you, before carefully setting down his harp beside him. “then i suppose it’s plain luck that we’re seated together. i’ll be playing a lot more often than you think.”

you grin in content at his words of warning, leisurely alighting your backpack next to your table. “i’ll look forward to your mini-performances, then.”

you knew a number of students in the university - venti’s name was no exception to you. you could recall previous classmates dubbing him as ‘the drunken bard’, mainly because of his biased choice towards performing songs on the more sentimental and vulnerable side. not that you minded however - you thought his voice sounded perfect for those genres of music, however ‘girly’ others may have claimed it to be.

venti was considerably easier to befriend than other people - he always bore a cheeky smile and seemed very approachable, even before you met him. the fact that you two were seat-mates now gave a better opportunity to get to know him better.

for your personal delight and as a sign of your friendship, he would sing you songs of your choice during breaks. you would be the only two presences that remained in the classroom, the vacated area echoing with the sound of vague laughter and faint music that drifted in the air.

“why don’t you sing this time?”

you grin sheepishly, while your pen scampered across the paper in a swift attempt to finish the recently given homework earlier today. “you’d be seriously offended if i did.”

“not true.” he denies, letting out an amused laugh at your blunt response, as he sets down his harp on the desk. “but i’d still like to hear you try.”

“trust me, you’re not missing out on anything.”

he huffs dejectedly, beginning to whine in complaint. “it’s not really fair, i’m always the one singing all the time.”

“well you do it out of free will.”

“y/n~” he drags out in annoying manner, and you let out a deep and exhausted sigh at his strange behavior.

“why are you so interested in my voice anyway?” you eventually blurt out in frustration, looking over your shoulder to get a better view of the childish boy…only to see him already staring over at you.

you never really paid attention to it at first…but those iridescent emerald irises truly do gleam in a bewitching manner, under the streaming rays of sunlight that peered through the thin curtains.

“well, it would be a lie to say that your voice is not the only thing i’m interested in.” he finally answers, an indecipherable smile contorted across his lips.

you feel your cheeks slowly heat up at his words - perhaps you were simply misunderstanding the context of his answer and this…foreign situation. “why wouldn’t you be? we’re friends after all - it’s only natural to want to know each other better…”

you think you see his face falter for a second at your reply - but it comes as quick as it goes.

“of course..what other reason would there be?” he smiles cheekily, leaning on his hand as he moves closer to get a clearer sight of your presently pink face.

he always did have a strange way with words. and whether he said it to be flirty or not…the repercussions were detrimental on your end.

because though you desperately fought to deny the way he was making you feel, you were falling anyway. but you were too prideful to admit it.

so you decided to go with the most logical option in your present situation - and that was to avoid him.

sure, it was a bit difficult to do since you were both seated beside each other. but you were always quick to evade him during breaks, coming up with endless and foolish excuses to leave and be on your merry way.

thankfully he never pointed it out amidst classes, nor seemed suspicious about it - you were both quiet and focused on the lessons being discussed. and strangely, he also seemed quite unfazed about you abandoning him during your usual times.

you know you were turning out to be a terrible friend to him, but hey - better he remembers you as a friend, than the weird girl who somehow ended up liking him.

it doesn’t last for long, though.

when quiz season approaches, the teacher gives instructions for everyone to check their seat-mate’s paper for the following couple of months to come. you think of it as nothing special - that venti will probably just act as his usual self.

after the test finishes, you hand him your paper and presume he’ll do the same without complaint, but it’s certain something’s changed from your perception…because he now draws close to you with paper in hand, positioning himself as if he was glancing down to look at yours and inquire you about something.

except, his whispers speak a different matter.

“what should i do to make you stop avoiding me again?”

you freeze at his sudden comment, cautiously peeking over to see him staring back at you with a serious look on his face.

“did i do something wrong?”

the guilt finally crashes on your shoulders like a roaring wave. right, it was expected he would catch on soon enough. “no it’s just…i’ve been busy lately.”

“i know you’re lying.” he replies, his breath tickling your skin with each drawn out word, making you feel worse about your insensitive actions.

“i saw you blush that day.”

you’re staggered by the absurd claim - was he talking about when you first began to avoid him? “it was a hot morning.”

“hmm…i don’t know if i believe that.” he mutters with skepticism, gingerly sliding his paper on your desk. “well, i thought you looked terribly adorable either way.”

you watch him smile innocently from the corner of your eye, before his presence disappears and in an instant, he’s back on his seat with your paper. the compliment takes a moment to process, before you belatedly blush again in realization of his words. you’re a beat late to turn back around as well - because you see him catch your flustered state and smirk in triumph, gesturing to his cheeks with his pen, almost as if he was repeating the previous words mentioned earlier.

“you should really stop doing things that make me want to kiss you.”

…

what? 

you turn your head back in shock - because hell, did you actually hear those words right? from venti, out of all people?

however, you’re only greeted with the sight of him busy with his gaze on your paper, wordlessly marking answers with the flick of his pen in his hand. you gawk in confusion at his nonchalant frame…no, you were certain you heard him say something.

but he feigns ignorance well, and doesn’t bother looking back at your baffled expression. you gather the scattered pieces of your semblance back together, before returning your focus back to the answer key scribbled onto the board.

sure, venti can be unusual at times…but this went past what constitutes as friendship. you were probably dreaming - because you’ve been doing that a lot more often now, ever since he admitted you were on his mind.

it’s only a few more months. you muse to yourself, comparing his answers to the correct ones.

he’s going to leave soon…and eventually, so will these feelings.

unbeknownst to you, venti was quite aware of your recent emotions - it wasn’t difficult to decipher it from the look on your face, you practically wore your heart on your sleeve nowadays.

he knows you’re trying to deny it, he’s aware of the near future where you won’t always be beside him anymore. but he’s not going to let you go that easily - not before he confesses and hopes that in the end…you’ll might want to change your mind and stay just for him.

XIAO

“good morning.”

your cheery attempt on getting off the right foot with the boy, is met with unbearable silence.

he doesn’t respond to your greeting, nor bothers to take the pleasure of looking over at you - he just sits unfazed and gazes out the window in a nonchalant manner.

you awkwardly stand there for a few minutes, grasping your present situation and fighting to deny the embarrassment beginning to creep into you. you could feel pitiful gazes tossed over your direction, somewhat aware of what recently transpired near the awfully quiet chairs.

right…you should calm down, and think things straight. it was only the first day after all - perhaps he was simply the reserved type, and you were overstepping your boundaries as his new seat-mate. still, couldn’t he have at least said something instead of leaving you to rot there?

“you should really stop gawking like a fool, and take a seat.”

never mind. better he didn’t say anything at all.

you dejectedly nod at the harsh comment, carefully tucking away your belongings, before settling down on your new seat - one you were initially looking forward to, now tainted from the unexpected first impression of…what was his name anyway? you’ve never met, nor seen him around the campus.

but should the inquisitive thought of his name really matter? you were certain from the previous and curt conversation that he didn’t have any intentions of associating with you, nor wanted you to do the same with him.

fine. it was just a year. the least you could both do was tolerate each other and pray that the days go faster.

spoiler alert: it doesn’t. three and a half months have passed, yet it felt like a decade to sit and ignore each other’s terribly obvious presence. when you’d accidentally brush hands, he would instinctively retract with furrowed eyebrows, seemingly disgusted at the notion of touching you - which mind you, pissed you off to a great extent - it wasn’t like you wanted to touch him either. when you two were forced to pair up together for homework, you would separately work on it without sharing useless words - the only concrete evidence that you two partnered up for the assignment, was the addition of each other’s scrawled name (which you eventually knew to be xiao) situated beside the respective owner of the paper.

neither of you spoke, nor acknowledged and got to know one another. it was almost as if you two have been simply sitting alone this whole time.

yet today’s particular coincidence changed the once terse theme of your relationship. and it all began with the strum of an electric guitar.

“you…play the bass?”

his head tilts up to the curious chirp of your voice, golden amber irises unintentionally meeting your visibly interested ones by the classroom doorway. you think he’s going to pretend like he doesn’t hear you, but to your surprise, all he does is grunt as a reply and glance back down to the instrument - now that was a strange start.

“are you in a band? you seem really good at it.”

“if i give you an answer, will you leave me alone?”

you snort with disbelief at his rude response. “i know you’re not fascinated with the idea of interacting with me, but it’s already been three months and i’d hate to keep disregarding this unspoken tension. if you haven’t noticed, it’s too uncomfortable to go on like this.”

“there is no ‘unspoken tension’. we simply don’t feel the need to communicate with each other to continue living our lives.”

“yeah well, ‘we’ are not on the same page with that. i for once, would like to get to know you better.”

he sighs deeply, looking back up at you again, this time with a more intense stare. “and what exactly do you intend to do, once you know me better?”

“well…” you awkwardly trail off, folding your arms to give it some careful thought. “i’d ask you to teach me how to play.”

his face contorts into a puzzled expression at your unforeseen words.

“…you want to learn?”

you feel your cheeks warm in embarrassment upon hearing him repeat your words, hastily shaking your hand in the air - after all, why would he suddenly devote the time to teach you, when he didn’t even want to acknowledge you since the first day? “never mind, forget about it. i’ll just head to the cafeteria and let you be.”

you stand straight and prepare to turn around, but his voice catches you off guard. “god, make up your mind already. do you want to learn the bass or not?”

“what’s it to you-“ “i’ll teach you.”

what? “you’ll…teach me?” you question, wondering if your ears heard the boy - the one who you never shared a long conversation with until now - well enough, until you see him beckon you over with his eyes flickering back and forth.

“you must seriously find jubilation in letting others repeat themselves. you either come inside, or you leave and the offer is gone.” “alright, alright, hold on…i’m coming already.”

you’re unsure if you regret blurting out those words at him. unexpectedly, xiao was a very thorough teacher, carefully showing you the basics and allowing you the privilege to practice strumming on the guitar.

“it’s not that bad for a beginner, but it clearly needs more work.” he later remarks, raising an eyebrow at your figure seated on the desk. “you’ll need to keep doing those patterns for a little longer to get used to them.”

his definition of executing the patterns for a little longer, clearly implicated more secluded lessons with him during breaks. for a few weeks, you two resided in the classroom, with you working on your skills with the instrument, while he listened and offered constructive criticism on your brief performances.

you’re a bit baffled at xiao’s rapid change of behavior. just a month ago, he barely even looked you in the eye - yet now when you arrive to the classroom every morning, you’re greeted by him asking if you practiced the notes he previously allowed you to borrow the other day. you have no clue why he even wanted to teach you to play the guitar in the first place…but you’re somewhat grateful he took the suggestion seriously. nowadays, you at least become aware of each other’s presence, and begin to have short exchanges together, either during paired up projects, or even between class discussions (though it was mostly with regards to your learning with the instrument).

he was quite private at the start, but you could tell that he was slowly getting comfortable and used to you - by the way he would let a joke or two slip out at you, or the occasional and satisfied look on his face when you strummed the notes like he taught you to.

“you’ve improved.”

your lips twist into a small smile at the honest compliment. “i was bound to do so. you’re quite diligent with letting me learn.”

he was probably talking about earlier, when you played for him at lunch. you fiddled with the pen in your grasp, trying to muster all the focus you could on the present class at hand, while attempting to divide your attention at his words.

to be honest, you actually stayed up all night the entire week practicing the recent piece - mainly because you’ve began to develop the need to impress xiao. he’s constantly gone out of his way to teach you, and you’d feel terrible if he’d realize his time had gone to waste with you. however, at the cost of your sleep, you’ve began to process lessons at a considerably slower pace, and could barely keep up with daily conversations and certain topics shared among others.

you blink in a poor effort to remain awake, averting your gaze to the two pens twirling in your grasp…strange, you could have sworn you were only holding one a moment ago.

your fingers shift in an attempt to hold the other pen better, but instead it slips from your hand and clatters onto the floor with a low crash.

you bend underneath your table to pick it up, but instead your head collides with xiao’s - he was probably trying to do the same for you. your hands try to reach down for the pen, but instead land on his warm ones, already grasping the said object. your drowsy eyes meet his concerned ones, and he sighs softly at you.

“you haven’t been sleeping.”

you smile tiredly. “i told you…i’ve been practicing.”

“it shouldn’t be at the cost of your rest.” he murmurs, pressing the pen into your grasp, as his free hand reaches up to tuck your falling hair away from your face. you’re surprised at the sudden gesture, and somewhat grateful everyone else was still focused on the lesson - and not on the two of you bent down from your chairs, beneath the tables.

“let’s skip the guitar later, idiot. you should get some sleep.”

this awfully caring side of him, that contradicted his usually gruff demeanor was something you never expected to see from xiao. after all, he was presumed to be ungracious and private, one who prefers to be alone and rarely interacts with others - not expressing warmth in his eyes like he does now, as he stares at you with evident worry.

something’s changed with the way he looks at you…or perhaps it’s the way you look at him. because ever since that day, you couldn’t keep your thought straight, and began to notice tiny details you’ve never been aware of until now.

was there something different about his bangs? you’ve never realized how nicely they framed his pale face. was it his soft touches as he rearranged your fingers against the bass strings? it’s only come to your attention that they strangely feel like home.

or was it his deep voice, the one that’s been constantly playing like a broken record at the back of your mind, the one you’ve unconsciously been dreaming about for a while now -

and well, the one that’s been failing to catch your dazed eyes and lost focus for a few minutes now.

“../n, y/n!”

you snap out of the daydream, blankly staring at his distressed face, standing across from the desk you sat on.

that’s right, the year was finally drawing to an end - and this was one of your last lessons with him, before summer break would come. it was strange to think that you wished time would go fast before, but now you find yourself praying that time with xiao would somehow slow down.

“sorry, i was just thinking..” you hesitantly confess, glancing down at the bass in your hands. “the year went by so fast.”

“i thought it was rather sluggish.”

“it’s so weird to think we never talked like this before.” you sheepishly blurt out, admiring the instrument in your current possession. “you make me wish i had more time.”

“more time? for what?”

“…to be with you.”

you’re unaware of the words that slip out your lips before you could even think about what you were saying, still absentmindedly tracing the patterns on the guitar. it’s only when a few minutes of silence pass, and you look back up to see why xiao was silent and intently staring back at you - then you realize.

“i-i mean..” you frantically reply, stunned at your boldness. “i just…you’re a great teacher and i…you taught me well..” you trail off, feeling your cheeks warm when he still doesn’t comment back at your words.

“will you say something? it’s not like that..” you mumble, eventually averting your gaze out of embarrassment. great..just as he was beginning to open up to you and this concept of friendship, you destroy the possibility before it even begins.

“or you know…i actually have something to do, so…i’ll just leave you here-“

you jolt at the sudden sound of palms slamming onto the desk you sat on. a body blocks you from getting off the table, and you’re fearful to look back up - you know you’ll only see a face you’ve grown hesitant of leaving.

“so you’re saying i shouldn’t interpret it like that?”

no, that’s exactly what i meant - but you know you can’t scream that out loud. so you choose to meekly nod your head at his inquiry, trying to focus on the instrument in your hands rather than the scent of him wafting onto you.

“what a shame.” you hear him mutter with slight disappointment , and your heart trembles violently when you feel his hand lay over yours splayed on the wood. “i was expecting a different answer.”

it takes you a lot of courage to glance back up and meet xiao’s face, at a considerably close proximity away from yours, which mind you, you were quite aware this went past the borderline of mere friendship.

“what…did you want me to say?”

you’ve heard the warnings before. that once in a person’s lifetime, you’re bound to run into an inevitable kind of love - once so innocent and pure, yet unmistakably cruel at the end of it.

“stay a little longer with me.” you feel him breathe against your lips.

they say it’s a kind of love that tickles your heart with innocence and warmth, love that rushes through your adrenaline and keeps you awake throughout the lonely nights, love that fools your presently vulnerable mind into thinking that perhaps this is it - perhaps you’re the one i’ve been searching for all this time.

“if i do..” you begin, swallowing the bile forming in your throat. “i’ll like you even more than i do today. is that…still alright with you?”

but it’s called first love for a reason - it’s not meant to last. because someday, you’ll find yourself falling again with other people too.

but you don’t mind...perhaps that is what it truly means to find your first love. to allow yourself to be happy and let your hopes soar - even though you know they’ll come crashing back down at the end of it.

“it’s fine…you can’t possibly think that you’ve fallen harder for me, than i have for you…”

when xiao leans in closer, the rest is a blur. all you can remember from that day is the sound of a soft reverberating strum of the bass echoing in a vacated classroom - the only clear evidence that something changed between you and him that sunny morning.

“because i’d hate to break it to you, but you’d be terribly mistaken about that.”

XINGQIU

“oh, you look interesting.”

golden amber irises sparkle with indecipherable intent, gingerly scrutinizing your features like the legion of novels he constantly found himself bewitched in - with consideration of the perplexed stare the girl gave in response towards his odd declaration.

“…i know what you’re trying to do, but i just have to warn you that it’s a futile endeavor. you’d waste less time if you stopped trying.”

the blue-haired boy simply smiles with a hint of amusement at your straightforward answer, intrigued by your abrupt rejection and the notion of a fascinating challenge. “hmm…perhaps you’ll change your mind soon enough.”

“sure, we’ll see about that.” you wave off, deeply sighing and visibly troubled with how the current situation was turning out for you.

it was inevitable to constantly circumvent paths with xingqiu - it was even worse to come to terms with the reality that you wouldn’t be capable of steering clear of him for a whole year now. after all, he was a boy who was involuntarily seated beside you - one who happened to be the main writer of the university’s drama club, and was avidly scouting for fresh faces and unique inspiration to influence their upcoming plays.

and the most recent item of his interest, unfortunately happened to be you.

it wasn’t like you abhorred the drama club, rather you detested the spotlight due to stage fright, so you naturally had the tendency to shun away from those kinds of people. yet fate always seems to work in various ways that tend to contradict one’s deepest desires - for instance, the seat-mate feigning innocence at your harsh dismissal, yet still manages to gather the audacity every day to bore concentrated and intrusive stares through the sides of your head.

once again, your palms sweat in intimidation amidst a class discussion, upon unintentionally sensing his fervent and unwavering stare, wondering until what extreme measures would he take just to get you on his side.

“are you certain you don’t wish to-“

“for gods’ sake, no means no.”

from the bare minimum of merely tolerating each other’s presence, the relationship between you two eventually develops into some sort of awkward friendship, founded on the continual push-and-pull exchange included in your conversations - with the persistent flurry of his requests, and your unwavering replies of declining his invitations.

other than his irritatingly resolute determination to recruit you, he also shared your interest in reading books of diverse genres, which consequently resulted in frequent visits together to the library during weekends.

to your surprise, xingqiu wasn’t as bad as you initially assumed him to be (plainly due to the reason that he was someone you wouldn’t normally associate with). he was probably the only other person you knew, who found the words encapsulated in paperbacks phenomenal, and treasured the countless stories perused under one’s eyes with a deep regard.

“why are you so insistent on involving me with the drama club, anyway?” you ask on one of your weekend library visits, as the two of you carefully sift through the neatly novels arranged on towering wooden shelves, filtering the books in your arms to those that captured both your interests.

“the character i wrote…” he begins, unhesitatingly choosing a book and adding it to the elevated stack in his steady grasp. “she reminds me of you.”

“what, with the stage fright package and all?” you jokingly retort, frowning down at one of the paperbacks in your possession, before swiftly returning it back to the rack.

“just that she was a bit confusing to understand.” came his simple response, humming to himself in satisfaction at the pile of novels on his hands. “you’re both similar like that.”

“…is that meant to be a compliment?”

he grins at your deadpanned question. “in an interesting way, of course.” he cheekily replies, passing by you to set down the heap in his hands on a nearby table.

“though i didn’t delienate her to have such a pretty smile…but i suppose you bring a fine addition to it.”

“hmm? did you say something?” “oh, nothing of importance.”

this everyday routine of living resumed peacefully for the ensuing few months. all was well, things remained the same, the balance of your universe was maintained for a brief while…until these undisturbed circumstances were rapidly thrown into chaos during a simple conversation with one of the language professors.

“you want me to…be included in the upcoming drama club’s play?” you question in disbelief.

“yes well, they were on the search for more students to recruit.” she answered, clearly not witnessing the bewildered stare you gave her. “you said you needed the extra work, this is what i can offer you.”

“but i-“

“it won’t be that difficult, so don’t worry about it. besides, isn’t xingqiu the writer for the club? and you seem to be close friends nowadays. it’s simply convenient for you - you can go ask him for further instructions and other related questions.”

“yes i understand, but-“

“do you want the extra points or not?”

you did. quite badly, might you emphasize.

“what do you need, y/n?” you hear him ask later that day, and your blood instantly boils at the sight of an innocently grinning boy raising an eyebrow at your hunched stature, your face turning red as a result of feeling embarrassed that you somehow had to give in to his initial desires now, after rejecting him hundreds and thousands of times.

oh, how fate truly twisted the first encounter you two unwillingly shared together.

“stop looking at me like that.” you huff, crossing your arms and averting your gaze, pushing your pride down for the sake of having a successful exchange with him. “…just sign me up, and never speak of this.”

the time spent in preparation extended from days to weeks - minutes and hours flew past like a blur, endlessly rehearsing until your voice grew hoarse and you’d crash on your mattress with stiffened limbs and a sore headache. you could’ve sworn you could hear yourself mumble your lines in your sleep during long nights…or at least that’s what xingqiu claimed to have heard over the phone.

he was quite patient with teaching you, going as far as to stay awake with you and listen to you practice until dawn, occasionally adding pointers and comments about your mini-performances. the strangest thing you noticed was that he never complained, though the dark circles hidden under his eyes every bright morning spoke great reasons as to why he should.

and you didn’t want to let him down. not after everything he’s done for you.

you comfort yourself with those words as you cautiously peek through thick red curtains, eyeing the large crowd seated inside the massive theater. you didn’t expect there to be so many people - which only made your sweaty palms and the abnormally thrumming heart rate in your chest worse.

what were you doing standing here in this fitted and lovely dress, thinking you had the courage to go out and perform in front of the masses? you should have never taken that opportunity, should have never listened to that teacher, should have never sat beside him in the first place-

“hey.”

you jump out of your skin at the sudden breath that tickled your earlobe. you turn around to watch the culprit innocently grin at you, eyes never leaving your trembling silhouette tucked deep in the dark sanctuary of the towering curtains.

“you look…”

what you think he sees in you now is fear. incompetence that you couldn’t bother to muster the bravery to head onto the stage with a smile plastered on your features.

you bite your lip to keep the tears from sliding. “xingqiu, i-“

“beautiful…”

he finally breathes after an awkward and dragged on pause, later clearing his throat with astonishment at his own unexpected response.

you think he’s joking, but your heart skips a traitorous beat upon hearing him confirm it again.

“beautiful.”

you aren’t certain if you should believe it. because after all, this is xingqiu - the guy who constantly teases you, has the patience to put up with all your trivial banters, always accompanies you to the library every weekend, the guy who stays awake the whole night just to encourage you…even though he doesn’t have to.

his words are foreign, almost absurd to your ears, and all you can do is laugh at his poor attempt at a compliment, shaking your head at the presently flustered boy. “well, it’s a wonderful dress. i think it’s lovely too.”

he grunts in disapproval. “it’s not the dress.”

you frown at his answer, reaching up to carefully touch your face. “is it the make-up? the girl who did this for me was really good at it.”

“it’s not the make-up, or anything else all.” he confesses with an indecipherable gaze directed at you.

“so what-“

“-it’s just you, y/n. it…always has been.”

stop, you wanted to scream out at him with your pent-up frustration. because he’s just your seat-mate, just your friend. he’s not supposed to make your chest warm at that damned smile, or your heart race at those cruel words. he’s not supposed to call throughout the late evening to offer you assistance - only to stay until the dawning morning, just to make sure you sleep soundly at the end of it.

you know you shouldn’t but…

“you’re a perfect fit for the character. i knew i made the right decision to choose you.”

you’re kind of grateful it was him you ended up sitting with for the school year.

“oh.” you belatedly acknowledge, the sound of gears agonizingly turning inside your head, whereas something shattered in the depths of your heart. you watch him smile gleefully, tilting his head to get a better look at you.

“well? did that make you feel better?” “…for what?” “the stage of course, anyone can see that you’re practically shaking.”

he places a hand on your shoulder, his gentle caresses promising reassurance to your frightened state. “you can do this.” “i know.”

a member of the backstage crew suddenly gives you the go-signal from behind xingqiu, and you pull away from his warm grasp, smiling at him with gratefulness.

“you’re always patient with me. i’ll make you proud out there.” you remark with your newfound confidence, winking over at him before you leave to join the rest of the actors on stage.

xingqiu waves goodbye at your disappearing figure…and when he’s finally left alone behind the curtains, he exhales a heavy and shaky sigh, carelessly thumping his fist on his chest to calm the hammering sound that echoed from his heart.

“perfect fit for the character? what a pathetic excuse…” he mumbles to himself, feeling the belated pink flush blossom across his cheeks, mindlessly smiling at nothing in particular upon remembering how lovely you looked a moment ago. “but i can’t keep pretending to ignore the way you make me feel anymore.”

however, he repeatedly chants to himself that after all those countless excuses to spend private time alone with you, at the end of it he was only here to help…not to fall in love.

the latter was simply beyond his own self-restraint.

#fanfic #genshin impact #kaeya x reader #genshin kaeya #venti x reader #genshin venti #xiao x reader #genshin xiao #xingqiu x reader #genshin xingqiu #seat-mates!! #fem reader

[0xeyedaisy]

A mess of ideas and/or headcanons about Ghosts and such, may be coming up with stuff as I’m writing it lul so expect inconsistencies and also nonsense if you decide to read all that

Okay, so when someone dies they turn into a Ghost and go to limbo (but their dead body stays in the Living World), while limbo is their permanent home Ghosts still can visit the Living World (LW from now on), but only for a limited amount of time, like a few hours or more, cuz their bodies don’t belong in the LW anymore. If they try to stay longer they just start getting transparent, become intangible and after a while disappear completely and go back to limbo. Here are Glatt’s and MD’s designs 

I don’t really have an explanation as to why Glatt kind of rots and becomes skeletal, I just think it looks cool, but in canon Glatt loses skin when directly under the sun so that may count as an explanation, also he becomes more sharp

MD’s hair got longer, he can cut them but just doesn’t feel like it, otherwise he’s pretty much the same Now when it comes to Wilbur and Ghostbur, well... they’re a bit quirky fellas. When Wilbur died... something happened, a glitch, let’s say, and that glitch caused the appearance of a second Wilbur, who we know as Ghostbur! The Death got confused, cuz now there are two of the same person?? And she just decided to let one stay in the LW and sent the other to the limbo, both are Ghosts at this point. Unfortunately Wilbur can’t physically visit the LW like MD and Glatt, cuz Ghostbur is there, but he can still communicate with the living, like he did at the end of Disc Finale! And Ghostbur is just chilling in the Living World. And then Ghostbur dies and swaps places with Wilbur, and while Wilbur becomes a living person again, Ghostbur stays a Ghost and he cannot visit LW at all, cuz Wilbur’s there, and they cannot coexist in the same world at the same time. Here are Wilbur’s and Ghostbur’s designs 

There’s also Tommy who died, and I hc that he had the same normal Ghost thing happen to him like with MD and Glatt: he died, went to limbo, didn’t visit the LW much and got revived! And when it comes to revival, I like to think that you need either the person’s Ghost or their body to revive them! So there’s that, and here’s the design

I don’t really have a solid design for him, but usually I liek drawing him w/ red bandages and one side of his face being messed up in some way  Jack, Jack Manifold, the one who said to death “fuck off“ and kept on living, the legend. cc Jack explained his characters’ death as c Jack losing all three lives, going to hell, but then just deciding to go back to the LW w/ all three lives! So, my headcanons... I like to see the whole “falling through the world down to the abyss” thing that happened during cc Jack’s stream as a thing that happens to everyone who loses their last life, they fall through the world into the limbo! Jack wasn’t going to actual hell, he just thought he did and while he was falling he was angry, and that anger and his will to live was so strong that he just... came back... Which, again, confused Death, but she decided to let him be, cuz not a lot of ppl just choose to not die, she’s impressed! Jack’s soul got back into his body, and while he is alive, he’s not really normal looking

He looks kinda like this, minus horns I forgor about Ghostboo tbh, but I don’t have any hcs for him anyway cuz he just showed up and hasn’t revealed much, for now I’ll just assume he’s the same as MD and Glatt, a normal Ghost. And i don’t have a design for him yet Now, about limbo itself! It’s kind of just a place that can be any place! Everyone has their own little personal limbo, but they can go outside of it and visit someone else or just hang out in the “main” limbo (Which, again, can look like any place) If you wanna go somewhere there are doors that will lead you to wherever you please. Miss Death is the boss of limbo, XD and Drista sometimes visit it to hang out w/ the Ghosts and/or Miss Death. Animals are also in the limbo, they mostly just walk around from place to place. Another thing about limbo is it’s colors, whenever I draw someone in the limbo the color pallette around is usually dark/bright blues with bright pinks/reds , yeah it’s mostly inspired by Wilbur’s ycgma album cover, because of it it’s the only way I see the limbo, but also the characters get a bit more saturated and bluish

Sometimes you’ll see these shadowy figures walking around, I haven’t thought much about who they are, maybe they are just the limbo creatures, always been there and always looked like that, idk (I did have an idea that these shadowy figures were Ghosts that died a very long time ago and who forgot who they were, but that’s too sad and I’m DONE with sad limbo stuff (Or am I? ‘,:])  Annnnd well that’s about it, I dunno why I made this post, I just like sharing things I guess

#long post #very long post #I just keep making these long ass posts talking about things huh #monart