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evilminji · 8 months
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Okay, as I have mentioned, I'm Ace AF. And you know that plot line in kids cartoons where the alien or foreign Warrior Royalty just sort of *violently kicks down door in full armor* "We Will Marry."? I?? Always said:
"Sure!" (#OhThankFUCK!)
Like what do you mean "No"? The powerful, attractive, monarch that is very into you has travel a great distance JUST to marry you! Now you don't have to date! They seem nice! You can skip the whole "trying to find a life partner" awkwardness.
So, Sudden New Fiancee(tm) how we doing this? Blended customs? Two weddings? One in your peoples traditions, one in mine? Should we invite your family? Tell me more about yourself.
God, this solves just... SO MUCH for me? No having to make small talk. No "do they like me?" Or "am I reading the signs here right?" No failed dates! It's positively ideal! AND they announced why they were qualified, in a VERY impressive show of power and prestige, when they arrived! Good lineage AND accomplished!! Very nice.
Don't get why everyone's so upset.
Sure the "we leave at once" thing that usually follows would have to be discussed, but that's what you DO as spouses. Really guys, it's like you think I'm incapable of common sense here.
And you know who probably agrees with me? Damian Wayne.
Hell is other people, INDEED. You expect him to just... randomly go up to people and try Courting them? What do you MEAN it's "creepy" to compile portfolios on eligible individuals of worthy bloodlines? How ELSE is he supposed to know if they are worth attempting to talk too?!
There are BILLIONS of humans on this gods forsaken rock, Richard! Is he supposed to just GUESS? Gamble and hope for LUCK? This is a MARRIAGE not a "best friends club"!
Then? Danny showes up.
Gotham heard her baby talking. Heard her KING being harassed by clearly plotting Observants and power hungry ghosts MANY times his age. Connected some dots. Formed themselves a new OTP.
Danny says "Fuck It". Worst he can say is No. According to Gotham, he is neither Shy not the meek obedient sort. Is in fact, VERY stabby. So if he's not interested he'll no doubt be BRUTALLY clear about that.
So? Danny gets Fright Knight. Go get him a horse. Someone fetch Cujo some armor. He's been told the guy like weapons and animals.
TIME TO BE IMPRESSIVE.
He goes FULL Regalia. Armor of solid night sky. Cape of frost and stardust. Crown like crack in reality itself, through which the cosmos gleam and shift. He gets a horse from the far frozen. They're wooly and carnivorous. Gets THE most impressive sword he can find to wear.
It's gonna be a gift, since he doesn't need it.
He does the whole "rend the skies open" thing. Fan fair and knights. Every title he's ever been given, no matter how embarrassing he find them in reality. And announces his intentions. Declares that ONLY Damian Wayne, aka. Robin, is WORTHY to Marry Him. And (in the traditional Ghost proposal of "either accept or tell me to fuck off" /w violence) Demands Damian accept his offer of Marriage.
Right there.
IN THE WATCHTOWER.
In front of EVERYBODY. And yes, ESPECIALLY the Bats. Who are making glitching, vaguely threatening DEMONIC NOISES. Because? You... you THREATEN the BABY? Death. Ten thousand years DEATH.
People are :O ing and backing away from the visible heatwave of unadulterated FURY being put off by Batman. Danny is nano-second from every bone his ANCESTORS had being reduced to a fine paste.
Then? Damian consider him... considers the sword being thrust in his direction, still held aloft in a steady and armored hand... contemplates those titles for a second...
And goes: "Acceptable. Very well, but I have demands."
N..... Nani the FUCK? Says local Bat-Dad. No??? You are NOT GETTING MARRIED.
Try to stop him. He very obviously IS, according to Damian, the man brought him a kick ass sword and has a giant green dog. Is the king of an ENTIRE REALITY. Yes, he realizes he probably COULD do better... but frankly? This one's cute. But if it upset you so... extended engagement. There. Happy?
NO! Because the JLA Dark are LOSING THEIR SHIT. Damian is still UNDERAGE. We don't even know how OLD this being is! NO MARRIAGE.
Damian is unimpressed. A whole six months? That he's likely already LIVED thanks to various timeloops, temporal shenanigans, and reality warping bits of fuckery? You're reaching.
Just? Marriage Meet Cute.
@hdgnj @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe
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denkies · 1 year
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I remember being so distraught when we thought Hirotsu and Gin died, and then when it's revealed that Tachihara was the perpetrator, i was literally like "nvm theyre fine. That's his family, he wouldn't kill them no matter what" and i was right.
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daisybianca · 5 months
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pairing: lewis hamilton x yn
summary: lewis is kind of a mafia type of guy here, but he still remains the best f1 driver in history with 8 championships (!). mafia means that he kinda kills people. he's always hot put now he is double hot. idk if that's even possible, but anyway. you're his girl, and he sees that someone made a bruise on your hand. spoiler alert: i doesn't end well for the guilty man.
warnings: lots of cursing words, sexual actions, mentions of death, etc
(a/n): it is written in 1 pov, from his point of view. though it couldn't get any hotter? nah, it can.
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WHEN I UNLOCK my mansion's door and come see my girlfriend crying, three completely different options pass through my mind.
One. Killing someone.
Two. Making someone regret.
Three. Doing both of those after kissing my woman's tears until the don't exist anymore.
I rush to her on the couch, not even bothering to shut the door behind me. "What happened, baby?" I get on my knees and try to hold her close to me. She doesn't meet my gaze. She's hidden her face behind her little hands, but I can still take a glimpse of her scorching hot, red cheeks. "Hey, y/n, talk to me." I try to persuade her, even though it seems impossible.
"P-please," she stutters, and something dark and colorful captures my attention on her left wrist.
Fuck.
It's a bruise. A fucking bruise. A huge one to be exact.
I try to compose myself. It's not even enough. I think my jawline starts to tremble, and I don't even notice at first. "Y/N," I force her to look at me, forcing her hands away off her beautiful face. Her features are soft but her precious eyes have turned swollen and her lips are tighter than ever. "Who did this to you?" The words come out sharp. I don't even think about them to be honest.
She is my fucking woman. These are the rules. Nobody is allowed to touch her in a way that she doesn't want to. Not even me.
I cup her small face with both my hands. "Who hurt you, baby?"
I hear a soft cry and then she tries to speak again but doesn't manage to do it properly without stuttering.
Fuck, I won't look good in jail clothing.
I bit my lip in order to not lose it just at this fucking moment. My fists become a ball. My girl notices and places her little ones over my hands to stop the shaking.
"Baby, please," I mouth. "Tell me who the bastard is, and I swear, he'll never see sunlight again to touch you." Forcing myself to stand up, in a matter of seconds, I sit on the couch, and she's moved on my lap. I think I'm losing my mind each time she looks at me, and I don't know who to kill. "Just tell me a name, Y/N."
She finally stops crying. Fuck.
My heart jumps each time she attempts to speak but is unable to due to the silent sobs.
A few seconds pass.
A few more, too.
Eventually, I feel a hand pressing on my chest and immediately blood rushes straight to my cock.
Damn it.
Of course, my dick doesn't get the whole situation. It has a whole brain of its one. In fact, we are under hard circumstances right now. And surely, there can't be anything harder than that at the moment.
She hides her face in my neck. I place my hand on the back of it and wait.
I think my blood pressure is on its fucking limits when she turns to face me. "It's my ex." She blurts out suddenly. I want to laugh but I don't.
Oh this fucking bastard again... Though we were done with him by the time I threatened him with his life if he ever got close to my girl again. But he definitely isn't the type of guy loyal to anything. Not to promises, not to threats, not even to his ex-girlfriend.
"He asked to meet me. I said no, but he wouldn't understand. He was waiting outside my place this morning, claiming he'd like to talk. I wanted to get away from him, but he grabbed my arm and..." her voice breaks.
I hold her for a few seconds as the sobs initiate again. Afterward, I get up and make a very important call. Returning, I am very pleased to meet a much-better-looking, without-any-tears woman sitting on the couch and scrolling through her phone.
Noticing me, she looks at me. I try to smile. "He'll be dead till midnight." Sitting next to her, I take her on my lap and kiss the dry tears off her cheeks.
And then I start undressing her, not because my dick is asking for it since one hour ago, but because she seems in the mood for it.
"I just want you to fuck me, Lewis." She says as I press my palm around her neck and spread wet kissing along her breasts. "Fuck me like you hate me."
I smile. "Baby, I could never hate you."
"Just do it for an hour," she moans against my ear. "Please."
I stop to look at her, laughing. "An hour?" I rise my eyebrows. "Love, you underestimate me."
She laughs too, and we're off to upstairs, where one of the mansion's bedrooms is located.
I want to make love to her, truth to be told. Passionate and delicate. But she asked for a rough fuck.
She knows I'm a man capable of doing both. So I proceeded to doing them.
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backtothefanfiction · 5 months
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A Christmas Blessing: The Gift of Moving On | frat!Peter Imagine
Summary: You and your boyfriend had a messy breakup at Halloween. Almost two months later you think you’re ready to move on, even if he’s still holding on.
Warnings: jealousy, messy break up, sweet Peter, fluff
Word Count: 1K+ (wrote in app again so not completely sure)
A/N; it’s Christmas party season and I was scrolling through fics when this idea came to me so here we go.
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He couldn’t help but watch you. It had always been the way. Ever since his frat brother had brought you back to the house that first time. Peter was mesmerised. By your hair, your eyes, the way you dressed. The way you had 5 different laughs. The way you always found time to say hi to him when you came over to the house. If you came over before Matt had gotten back from the library or a lecture or wherever the heck he was, you’d grab a drink for the two of you and just sit with him and talk. It was always just so easy for you both to talk.
It had only gotten worse after you and Matt broke up at Halloween. You’d caught him hiding out in one of the upstairs rooms of a party over at the Theta Beta Phi house, making out with some girl in a slutty super girl costume. The argument the two of you had had, instantly killed the party. Peter had gotten so angry with Matt when he’d found out what he’d done. If the party hadn’t been over when you walked out, it definitely was after he punched Matt in the face on the front lawn.
He couldn’t help but watch you now. Your gaze was focused on something in the adjacent room. Your cup was held frozen in mid air near your chin with one hand, while your other arm wrapped protectively across your chest. You were stood alone, your back to a messy stack of shelves. Where once you looked so comfortable at parties surrounded by friends, now you just looked like you’d rather be elsewhere. And that made Peter sad.
“What are you staring at?” He asked as he approached, but as soon as he was stood in the right angle to follow your gaze, he knew exactly what you were looking at.
Matt stood in the hallway with the girl from the Halloween party. However instead of her slutty super girl outfit, she wore a slutty Santa costume. She was giggling at every word he said. His finger reached out to play with her hair. He took one look in the direction of Peter and you, before he plucked the girls hat off of her head and placed it on top of his own, his body shuffling closer to her.
“It’s like watching a car crash.” You say to Peter. “She doesn’t even realise he isn’t actually into her. He’s just trying to make me jealous.”
“How come?”
“Because I wouldn’t take him back.” You said, finally looking away from them as you took a sip of your drink.
“Good. I’m glad.” Peter said, only slightly fumbling over his words. “I mean, he was a dick and you are way too good for him.”
“Are you allowed to say that?” You question as you adorably tilt your head at him. “Isn’t he your fraternity brother. Isn’t that part of the brotherhood and the pact, to always have each other’s backs.”
“Yeah but I think the rules my Aunt and Uncle taught me about not being a dick to women kind of overrule any fraternity pacts or rules.”
“Well,” you say, lifting your cup towards him for him to cheers with his own, “I guess that must make you a rare breed of man, Peter Parker.”
Your words make him blush as he looks down into his cup as you take a sip from your own.
You both stand with each other in awkward silence for a moment until another fake giggle draws your attention back into the hallway where Matt is now making out with the skinny blonde in the red and white mini skirt. His hand groping at her ass for everyone to see. Peter’s head turns back to looking at you as the expression on your face turns sour.
“He looks like he’s trying to swallow her face.” You comment. “Please tell me we never looked like that.” Peter’s brow furrows, so you elaborate. “When we were drunk making out at parties. Please tell me we didn’t look like that.”
“You didn’t look like that.” He said as you both watched Matt and the girl break apart only long enough for her to giggle, take his hand and starting leading him upstairs.
“I’m sorry.” Peter says.
His statement throws you. It takes you a moment to work out why. It’s because you’re relaxed. For the first time in weeks, your chest feels steady and not jittery. Your mind is calm and not racing a hundred miles a second with a thousand different hypothetical’s. You don’t feel intimidated by Matt or the girl. You feel sorry for them. You think on the way he had come grovelling to you just days ago, begging for your forgiveness only to now be shoving his tongue down another girls throat.
“Don’t be sorry.” You turn and say to him. “She can have him.” And it’s then you really look at Peter. He’s handsome, despite the bleached blonde hair he currently had because of some dare. He’s not like those other frat boys. He has a moral code. He’s always been friendly to you and if rumours are true, he stuck up for you after you had left the Halloween party.
“So um, are you headed home for the Christmas-“
“Would you like to go out with me?” You suddenly asked him, catching him off guard.
“Um uh, like right now or?”
“Or later. Tomorrow? Friday night? Whenever.”
“Uh um, uh,” he struggles with his words, his wildest dreams coming true like it’s some Christmas miracle. “Yes. Yes!” He finally gets out. There’s a pause between you both before he says, “Are you sure? I mean, it’s not too soon or-“
“No. I’m sure.” You smile at him and he feels like the cow that just jumped over the moon. “It’s just,” you say, bashfully looking down into your cup, “I just realised that I don’t think I was ever really supposed to be with Matt, you know.”
The way you look at Peter says so much. It’s always been easy for you two to talk to each other and it seems that also goes for silent conversations as you slowly inch closer to one another.
Before he knows it, he’s reaching a hand up to your face, guiding you closer to his own. You don’t protest as he kisses you, instead breathing a deep sigh of relief. Yeah, you thought to yourself, she can have your shitty ex boyfriend, you have something better right here.
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vodrae · 8 months
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We all know that Batman only rule is : Do not kill*.
(*Follow the Geneva Convention, we're trying to be good. )
And we are all aware than Bruce biggest triggers to go berserk on his enemies are his children.
We all know how he reacts after a Death In The Family, he wans to kill the Joker, but he was protected by Iran, Superman stopped him to prevent WWIII.
So Bruce was ready to betray himself, his core foundation for his child. This is why, to me, he helped Joker when Nightwing killed him, it was his murder, his betrayal against himself, the family, he could have live with it, but he doesn't want his only remaining adopted child at the time to bear the biggest treason to themself, in his mind, till the last day of his life.
Ceci étant dit, thus being said.
Bruce has another child, Alfred has another grandchild, tortured for even longer by a man without moral balance, a man who did to her everything he could for her no to have a chance to integrate society one day.
What if David Cain find a way to lay an hand on Cassandra again ?
First, there is going to be at least 10 of her family members to turned the world upside down to find her. But, if they find her in a position as bad as Jason in Ethopia, even Darkseid couldn't protect David Cain.
And, you know what ? Cass is even more against killing than Bruce. She can use ultra-violence, slit throat, break neck, till her target is still breathing, it's good. So in a situation like this, she would be the moral compass.
It comes to my mind because not so long ago i've red a redhood!Barbara Gordon fanfic promt written as if it was made by DC Comics and, inside Batman didn't go rampage like for Jason before Tim became Robin.
And it bothered me. At the time of a Death in The Family, she would have been Batgirl for something like 10 years.
If, let say James Gordon Jr, was about to, or successfully killed Barbara, the man would understand the definition of "Mortality" and "Fear". Barbara is his step-daughter or daughter in law either because Jim is his work husband, or because she's Dick's fiancée.
If Ras Al-Ghul get his hands on Tim.
If Catwoman didn't killed Black Mask first.
If Damian wouldn't have survived Lazarus Island.
...
Go on and go on.
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sitp-recs · 1 year
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Hi (waves excitedly!!!!) do you have any recs where draco's characterisation is basically just "my life's mission to harass harry potter is back on track." Like he is just living his life being chaotic and also embraces muggle things yk
Hi there! Such good food, love me me a chaotic Draco driving Harry up the wall Harry haha peak dynamics! I hope you enjoy these:
What Potter Wants by birdsofshore (E, 3.3k)
Harry definitely didn't want to do that to Malfoy. Not at all. So why did Malfoy keep saying that he did?
The Morning After by birdsofshore and capitu (M, 5k)
This is what happens when you stick your wand in places where it really shouldn't go.
The Antique Bed Frame by lazywonderland (E, 5.4k)
Draco “needs his bed fixed.” Harry offers to help.
Let Me Have You and I'll Let You Save Me by Frayach (M, 6k)
Draco keeps coming back, and Harry keeps letting him. Draco can’t stay away, and Harry can’t live without him.
The Risk of Exposure by marguerite_26 (E, 6.6k)
After Draco discovers something about Harry during a chance meeting, Harry can’t seem to get him out of his head or out of his life.
Good Talk, Potter by loveglowsinthedark (E, 6.7k)
Potter begins to take me apart, each savage, pounding thrust peeling away layer after layer of everything that I am, reaming me open in a way that makes me wonder how I’ll ever be able to let anybody else but him fuck me after this.
Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) by fluxweeed and lastontheboat
Or: the one where Harry has writer’s block and Malfoy isn’t helping.
Adventures in Truth and Texting by fluxweed (E, 11k)
Former Death Eaters are being targeted with a Veritaserum curse – it’s permanent, and makes victims speak aloud their every thought. Luckily, it’s easier to control when writing – and Hermione is trying to introduce Muggle technology to the wizarding world.
An Act of Kindness for One Harry Potter by a Sympathetic Draco Malfoy by 0idontknow0 (E, 15k)
As Draco leaned on the wall to wait for them to get dressed, he could not help feeling like he had done a very kind thing by disrupting them. Someone should give Potter a better rogering than that sorry sod had. The man had saved the bloody world—okay, mostly Europe—the least someone could do was give him a proper shag.
Stupid Love by The_Sinking_Ship (E, 17k)
Harry Potter, how does Draco Malfoy hate thee? Let me count the ways.
Reparatio by astolat (E, 17k)
Draco snorted. “I’m not reduced to penury. I want something considerably beyond money, and I rather think you’re the only one can give it to me.”
The Courting by the Pureblood Who Only Has Five Milligrams of Romantic Intelligence and Thinks He’s Real Smooth by Cibee (T, 19k)
Draco could grab Potter and shove him into a stall before proceeding to suck his soul out of his dick, but secretly, deep down, in the part of Draco that he will never admit to anyone, he is (everyone pauses to shudder) a romantic. Potter is not someone Draco wants a one-off with. Potter is — Draco’s beloved!
IDK My BFF Hermione? by lettered (E, 19k)
Draco's a hot mess. Harry's lovin' it (hell yes).
Breaking All The Rules by Frayach (E, 22k) - AU
Malfoy is slowly wringing the last vestiges of pleasure from Harry’s life with all his rules and committees and agendas and reports. Or is he?
Fearful Trill by Vukovich (E, 29k)
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Glory Be by Lomonaaeren (E, 33k)
Draco—Draco Malfoy, skilled assassin, powerful and wealthy Veela, former Death Eater—has always known what to do, where to go, who to kill. And then Harry Potter came along: Harry Potter, Unspeakable, former Auror, the most powerful wizard Draco has ever seen. And Draco catches a glimpse of glory he may be unable to live without.
The Four Ds of Apparition (or: Destination, Determination, Deliberation, and Dicks) by eidheann and firethesound (E, 36k)
After transferring to the Apparition Department, Harry's life becomes one big dick joke. And all his friends are arseholes. So is Malfoy, but what else is new? AKA Harry Potter and the eighteen twenty dicks.
Bite Me, Hate Memes by pir8fancier (E, 44k)
Draco Malfoy is incensed to realize that someone is trying to usurp his position as the premier Harry Potter hater.
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Loverboys by corvuscrowned (E, 84k)
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Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm by SquadOfCats (E, 104k)
Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.
What We Pretend We Can't See by gyzym (M, 131k)
Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.
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zahri-melitor · 6 months
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I've been thinking about War of the Robins, aka 'Damian challenges the other Robins to prove he's the Best Robin' storyline from Batman and Robin 2011, and what I think worked about it in terms of characterisation. (look I'm reading New 52, you get to hear lots of my ten plus years out of date thoughts about New 52, enjoy)
Because look, I think it was successful in presenting how desperate for approval and validation Damian is, but it also feeds into the narrative you can see percolating during this time that Damian can't cope with just being one of the family, he has to be the best, have the most love and approval, have physical demonstrations of his superiority, because he's grown up understanding being one of the group to be a death sentence. (Dick has to be his Batman, and Damian Dick's Robin, he needs the writers giving him reassurance that they were 'the best' right before he dies, the new timeline cuts off any other occasions Dick was Batman, Damian gets given extra pets right before he dies as a sop for his death, etc etc)
Which is believable characterisation for Damian! It is understandable given the background they're building for him! But also sharply aggravating because nobody has ever accused fans of being reasonable and this just digs people into being more deeply opposed to the character their favourite is in conflict with.
So he 'challenges' Tim and Jason 'at something you feel unbeatable at' in a way that sharply exploits emotions they're sensitive about.
Damian...shows Tim a video of Tim considering killing and pulling back, and implies that that makes Tim a killer just like Damian and "they're the same". Now I think this one is actually pretty weak - while yes it's exploiting a point Tim's sensitive over (and in our world has dealt with twice in the calendar year prior to this story), it's also something Tim's pretty solid on; Tim knows he's not a killer and will pull back, while he's seen Damian kill. I also think that a Damian who's working to be a better person would not refer to the Spook situation as "a bit rambunctious", rather than it being something he regrets and tries to grow from. It does amuse me that Tim gets to smash Damian into Jason's trophy case however this time for the parallel, though being the one who breaks the case generally is framed to make you the one 'in the wrong' in the confrontation. Also as far as I can tell Damian never takes a physical trophy from this fight, which sort of ruins your whole premise, Damian. NB: I see Damian has Tim's bo in his room later, but Tim clearly ended the fight holding it and then left. There's definitely an art issue here.
Jason's fight is even more exploitation of a known weakness. Jason's got every right to be touchy about someone threatening him with a crowbar. Also I really really dislike that Damian's just freely admitting to the time he locked himself in with the Joker to beat him up at GCPD, because honestly that bit of story and its timing has always seemed to contradict the 'he's getting better' narrative that Dick maintains during Reborn. And again the whole conversation is "we're so alike but nobody loves you". At least this time Damian clearly takes his trophy (which is a helmet, which is still displayed in Damian's room during scenes there in the B&R Requiem issue).
Dick showing up at the end to explain to Damian that he doesn't need to try so hard prove his worth and just handing over an escrima stick - look it's sweet and it does impart the moral that Damian needed to learn over this whole situation. But also it does not really help, as it's just deepened the family fault-lines between Dick & Damian as a pair and *sigh* Jason & Tim.
The other thing I get out of it is whether it's just bravado or not, Damian's a lot more comfortable with his childhood violence continuing to come out rather than working to fit the rules of what makes a Robin and a superhero than people want to say he is. Yes, he needs unconditional love and support to grow and learn, and Dick's being used to provide that. But it's also occasion 3000 when I'm sitting here going "is anyone ever going to give Damian actual boundaries and enforce them when he tests them?" because he's once again well outside what is expected. Bruce tries at the start to defuse the argument, and Dick tries at the end to explain why Damian didn't need to do this, he's already won, but I do wonder how much of it sunk in.
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winters-mistress · 2 months
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Salty tears and forgotten fears
Oh, fucking hells, Geralt was going to kill him.
Growing up as young witchers in training, that hadn't been such an uncommon thoughts for the red headed arsehole of Kaer Morhen. Lambert had thought it when he had accidentally used the wrong lotion on Roach's mane when they were cleaning the horses, and had accidentally bleached it almost as bright as Geralt's own mop, or the time that he had knocked his silver sword into the blacksmithy kilm on the Eastern smallhouse, or most notably, when he had started taking swipes at his brother sue to the latest failed romance with his violet eyed sorceress the year before Cintra fell
This, though, this was a new level of fucked.
The day had started as normal as any other, wake up, run a flannel down his face -fucking Vesemir and the new rule of a clean face before he'd get any porridge, he knows the old man is trying to change them all for the benefit of the little Princess- before putting on whatever clothes he hadn't worn to sleep, guzzle down some oats that had cooked overnight, before take the bratty Princess out for a run.
And that run had led to a few hours on the training grounds. Which had led to this
"Ouch, ouch, fuck, it's really hurting, I can't move it." the blonde was on the floor, her bloody lip dripping blood down her chin forgotten as she clutches at her right ankle.
Fuck, it really is swollen, even a regular human could see it.
He looks up at the beam, glaring at the snapped plank of wood that had given way when the girl had stepped on it. That distraction had led to her standing just long enough to get pelted with the rock sack Lambert had been pushing at her, which is how she was bloody and on the ground.
He's hurt Geralt's girl. Fuck. Geralt is going to rip his balls off.
"Shit, I-" he licks his lips. He needs a drink to prepare for the imminent beating whenever Coën finds his older brother and Vesemir. How can a trip down the mountain to take care of two forktails take this long? "Your arm okay, girl? Your head?"
"If they hurt, it's not as bad as this." She gestures to her ankle that is definitely not facing the right direction. "Lamb, it really hurts." Tears fill her eyes, adrenaline no doubt starting to wain. Fuck it all, he doesn't know what to do.
"I'm gonna have to cut it off, your boot. No way I can take it off with how swollen it is." Is it three times as big as her other leg? Maybe four? Lambert brandished a dagger, and began slicing away at the worn leather.
"So long as you find me another shoe afterwards." she huffs, before yelping as he takes hold of her shin. "Ow, fuck, it hurt. Ow!" she cried as the blade gets closer and closer to the injured area.
"Quiet, brat, do you want us to be attacked by something that can smell your blood and hear your voice?" He snaps. He doesn't mean to be a dick, it's just second nature to snip when stressed. He's not the coddling type.
"What fucking monster would go within miles of a witcher keep? Isn't that the point of all of you, to kill the things?" she snaps back.
"We're curse breakers too." he mutters, finishing cutting the sole so her ankle was revealed. "Ah, fuck." He hisses. It's a fucking bad break. Her ankle looks like an albino grapefruit that's been thrown from the very top of the Loire valley. All pale skin that's bruising at a rapid rate, blacks, purples and blues quickly replacing the porcelain skin that covers her shin.
"Fix-fix it!" Ciri cries out, sniffling, wiping her eyes.
"I can't, your ankle is pretty much dust, you need a hard wrap." He huffs indigenously. Fuck, he's hurt his brother's girl. Geralt's doing to cut his balls off and shove them down his throat. It was bad enough the punch he'd given him when Ciri got upset at a comment he'd made about Calanthe. His jaw still aches, and it's been three damn weeks.
"Do it then!"
"Do you think we're in an infirmary, Princess? We're outside!"
"Then get us inside!" she yells back. The ground beneath them shudders with that raw, ancient power the girl possesses.
"Shut your mouth, do you want any more equipment to break?" He growls.
"It's not my fault the thing snapped, how old is it?!"
He growls lowly, before looking around again.
"Your old man doesn't seen to be on his way, I've gotta get you back myself."
"Really? What a surprise!" Ciri rolled her eyes. "Hurry up!"
Lambert growls again, before he reaches over to the Princess and begins to erap her in his arms. She hisses as her ankle is jolted, grunting when he finally gets her off the cold, wet snow floor.
"Ciri!"
They both jump at the booming roar, looking over at the pathway, seeing the white haired witcher high tailing it up the pathway at remarkable speed, given the steepness and slippiness of it all.
"Fucking hell!" Lamb hisses, having nearly dropped the girl. Wouldn't that look good for him?
"Geralt!" Ciri yelps as she's narrowly catched by the younger witcher, clinging to him as he practically snatches her from his brothers grap.
"What the fuck happened? You weren't even supposed to be here today." He growls, sniffling all around her, seemingly smelling out the parts of her that most smelled like pain.
"My fault." Lamb grumbles. "Goaded her into the pendulum after she ran herself out on the killer," he mumbled. "was an accident."
Geralt stares at him for a moment, long enough to make Lambert squirm, before he looks back to his pup in his arms.
"We'll talk later." He rumbles. "Get Ves and Esk, get them to prepare a room for her. It's a bad break."
Ciri whines at that, but she doesn't get a chance to look at Lambert or Coën, nor at the flowers sprouting on the ground, before her father of surprise turns on his heel and makes down the pathway back to the main fortress. He's careful not to jostle her too much, and it does feel nice to be carried, she supposes.
Lambert cringes at the sight of the broken wood and the broken shoe laying in the bloody snow.
"I'm getting blind drunk when we get back." He huffs, picking up the ruined leather. "The punches won't hurt as much when I'm pissed."
Coën chuckles at him. "Maybe he won't be mad?"
"Or maybe he'll pummel me so much that I look like a godling."
Coën laughs. "Only one way to find out, dick. Come on."
And the two witchers race off once again.
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mimiri22-6 · 2 years
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I
I just had a slightly terrifying very angsty thought;
What if Bruce was killed in public while in Brucie persona
Like, I Know that's just impossible, but Somehow someone crashes a gala or assassinates him during a public outing or like during a speech right after a big battle has already happened and he's Tired. The last one seems like it has a Chance of happening.
Gotham Loves their prince in his tower. Their Brucie Boy. The citizens would be distraught. The Waynes, back together, but at what cost? He's with his parents, but now all his children are orphans, again. If he was killed in a large crowd, there's a mob after who pulled the trigger. If none of the kids are around, some stay by his side to try and help, but ultimately...
His family would be-gosh-broken(? I haven't read any stories where he dies so I'm not actually sure how the family reacts in cannon), definitely angry and loosing sleep looking for the killer, Jason definitely has his guns ready and loaded for the bastard's skull. Damien. Damien hasn't lost family like this, let alone his Father. Who seems so impossible to kill, but dying. Dying like his grandparents did, too. Just-so many parallels with baby Bruce and Damien in this situation, maybe he was even there, also tired from fighting the good fight, but...Alfred is-Alfred has lost 2 house masters, all these kids have died at least once, but not Bruce. This time it's his-Master Bruce can't tell him to stay in the mansion. He's taking a shotgun and going with Jason. None of the kids have seen Al like this. Unbound by Bruce's house rules, Bruce wasn't keeping Alfred safe, he was keeping the world safe from Alfred. I'm not well versed in Cass, Steph, Tim, and *reads smudged ink*sunray boy w actual powers, but at the least Cass is Pissed, someone that understood her needs and took care of her and taught her, gone. And it was Bruce. Whoever did this, is never seeing the light of day again. And Dick...the first rob, Nightwing, the oldest, the one that's seen the most of it only outshown by Al. He......
And the villains of Gotham? Mmmmhm. Some are just like every other Gothamite and wouldn't Dream of laying a hand on Brucie Baby(what kind of scum goes after Brucie Wayne?! LET ME OUT-I'LL FIND THEM MYSELF-), some know his identity as Batman and with them, some even respect him considering they get their ass kicked. And of course the ones that don't care about another billionaire dying. Actually, I have the villains more thought out than like anything else (I like bad guys, sue me)
Mr Freeze-Bruce helped take care of his wife. He's not ok with this death and...maybe he can experiment on bringing the 'ice lad back to life
Bane-uhhh I'm not sure on this. He knows his identity, he has some respect for him?? (I'm gonna admit it's been a while since I've rotated Bane in my mind) Maybe not, he broke his back pretty good once and the whole I was born in the shadows you merely adopted it? Is that just a movie thing? More shadows for Bane?? More lonely in the shadows??
(wow I instantly lost steam when I started this villain section -n-)
Harvey-Now this is the one I've thought the most on(because Angst). Harvey Dent is Horrified and Angry. That was Bruce Wayne! That was His Friend! That was BRUCIE WAYNE! He's breaking out and flipping a coin to either go to a funeral or finding the bastard that did it. Maybe Both.
Joker-oh joker. Oh John Doe-eyed-for-your-nemisis clown prince. Sometimes he knows his favorite person under the mask and sometimes he doesn't. It really depends on his mood. If he doesn't know he doesn't care. Brucie Boy's number 1, would he ever target the other prince?(has he?)would he care if someone else did? Don'know. Maybe he figures it out through the absence of Bats in the weeks following and he goes to the bitch that ended his fun. Maybe he does know and is already on their doorstep, gas and c4 ready. Really? Idk. It's Joker, Have Fun With It
Anyway, where's the fic?(and if someone makes it or finds it can I pleaseeee be @ 🙏)
Omg this was supposed to be short, but I went back and added more ADD rambling to it. This took too long to write😴
😴😳 MAYBE SOMEONE EVEN SPILLS TGE BEAMS ON HIS IDENTITIES! ACCIDENT OR OTHERWISE!😳😑😴
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songs that mean something @ IU Bloomington 2/29/24
notes from my talk at Black Metal is for Everyone. yes I know LI is not black metal. I also don't care! get off my dick :)
IF THE POISON WON’T TAKE YOU MY DOGS WILL 
Condensing everything I love about Kristin Hayter into 5 minutes. 
Quotes by Kristin Hayter herself come from 4 interviews – 1 following the release of All Bitches Die (2017), 2 following CALIGULA (2019) and a Reddit AMA after Sinner Get Ready (2020); Hayter refers to these works as a trilogy, and I’m thinking of all three while I talk about this song off CALIGULA. Hayter has since completed the Lingua Ignota project and now makes music under her given name. 
What’s important to me about Lingua Ignota/Kristen Hayter are her ideas of female ecstatic/religious speech/glossolalia (speaking in tongues) paired with what she has to say about “darkness,” trauma, and extreme music.  
Hayter describes the idea that “there is something intrinsically feminine about oracular or ecstatic experience.” My academic work has to do with ways that the marginalized interject themselves into unwelcome space, sometimes through invoking Satan or dark powers; I see female mystics in a similar vein, but on the side of lightness. 
Lingua Ignota means “unconstructed/unknown language,” an alphabet attributed to medieval mystic/composer/oracle Hildegaard von Bingen, one of Hayter’s influences. 
“Poison” is “meant to evoke the ambience of the Jonestown death tapes,” Hayter is directly quoting Jim Jones in the line “I am the best friend you’ll ever have” – this is something she does throughout her work. On Sinner Get Ready she quotes Jimmy Swaggart, a televangelical involved in some public sex scandals and defrocked. 
Aileen Wuornos was “one of the world-building motifs” of Hayter’s work. Although she is commonly referred to as one of the only female “serial killers,” Wuornos herself alleged that her actions were self-defense; the men she murdered had raped or attempted to rape her. Hayter's choice to sample Wuornos on her first album All Bitches Die was a reaction to male extreme metal musicians sampling [male] serial killers as a signpost for “evilness;” Hayter feels that this is overused in the genre to the point of banality. Further, these men are playacting in Hayter’s opinion; they aren’t actually familiar with human cruelty in a real sense. She is interested in “flipping the paradigm” of extreme music, to instead make heavy music for people “upon whom dark shit has actually been visited” - people who, like Wuornos, might have considered homicide as a survival mechanism.  
“Poison” opens with “Kyrie eleison,” literally, “Lord, have mercy.” One of the notable times this phrase appears in the Bible is in the story of the Canaanite woman (Matthew 15:21); she asks Jesus for mercy and he is so moved by her faith that he heals her possessed daughter. The mercy of Jesus/God for the faithful and specifically female divine retribution appears throughout Hayter’s work; I had a hard time choosing between this song and “I Who Bend the Tall Grasses,” which is a song in which Hayter herself demands God kill her abuser, hissing “I’m not asking.” 
Kyrie eleison is also often the first sung prayer of the traditional Latin Catholic Mass; Hayter referred to CALIGULA as “golden Catholic bullshit” - Sinner Get Ready is more Appalachian evangelical, experimenting with Christian/Catholic faith in its varied forms. 
“Abandon your body/make worthless your body” I’m really interested in the idea of rebellion through deliberate warning symbolism or deliberate ugliness – like Britney Spears shaving her head in 2007, what we as the traumatized can do to take power back or break rules, transcending your body as a definition of yourself, making your body “worthless” to those who might use it to hurt (or define) you. 
Hayter describes going “from situations where I was being totally controlled to total autonomy, and it seems crazy but thinking about stuff like — what colors do I like? What clothes can I wear? Has been pretty huge for me." - ideas of self-reclamation, making one’s body worthless to anyone but the person inhabiting it. 
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Helloooo ZE fandom! Remember this post I made back in October? Here's your explanations!
Spoilers abound for all games!!
Secret Old man is a plot twist 3 different times
1st secret Old man: Tenmyouji being Junpei
2nd secret Old man: Sigma not knowing he's in his old body in VLR
3rd secret Old man: Delta's existence in ZTD
“If two guys were on the moon and one killed the other with a moon rock”
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Character becomes a Schrödinger's cat in 2 games.
Akane in 999 and VLR
Fireman third wheels two people with incinerator trauma
C Team, would also like to point out that not once do Akane or Junpei mention the incinerator (or even joke about it) around Carlos
Santa is a punk that's into the stock market
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Someone's dismembered Arm is microwaved
Junpei’s refrigerated arm is essentially put in a microwave to solve the last part of the Pantry in ZTD. Specifically, it had to be warmed to be open enough to activate the palm scanner
Someone decides killing ¾ of the population is best course oaction to kill 1 dude.
Delta's motive for releasing radical 6 was to kill an unknown terrorist that would otherwise kill the entire population on earth
At least one character gets their hand chopped off in each game
VLR and ZTD are easiest to explain. Sigma uses the 9 door to chop his hand off and prevent his bracelet from injecting him in Quark end (also has his hand chopped off by the other characters in Sigma’s bad end). Carlos looses his hand after being attacked by Akane with the Chainsaw in the “Suspicion” fragment. 
999 was less obvious but in the Axe end, toward the very end, Junpei sees Clover walking off with his bracelet, since he was still conscious when she left, this leaves two options. First being that his heart stopped and allowed his bracelet to come off while still conscious, OR if Clover didn't want to wait for him to die and just chopped his hand off before leaving him to bleed out.
A character gets injected with a lethal poison from a needle on a book cover.
This one is the fake answer!!
I actually asked the Uchikoshi's Somnium discord server for a fake answer and this is what I was given first!
A lot of y'all appear to go tripped up on this and that might be because of the Bio Lab in ZTD. Part of the puzzle involves Sean, Mira, and Eric getting their fingers picked on something (don't remember exactly what rn but it was definitely not a book), but this was set up for the game's decision regarding Radical 6 (75% fatality rate) and Fanatic Bio R (100% fatality rate).
This decision was based on Newcomb's Paradox
Ice Cream server has one of the highest kill counts in the series.
Look at any route where Eric finds a gun, when not counting the Zeros, Eric has killed more characters directly than most of the other cast. (I think the only other characters in the higher range aside from Eric are Mira, Ace, and Dio)
I have a Google doc I've been working on with a list of rules for a solid kill count. Hopefully I will post that by itself soon.
Every Event in the Series happens because of a Snail.
Saw someone in the tags say they refuse to believe the snail caused 999 and I hate to break it to you but in the Apocalypse fragment in ZTD, Delta clearing states that if the initial incident that killed 6 people, including Akane’s parents, didn't happen, she wouldn't have gotten involved in the first Nonary game that Ace ran that was covered in 999.
Would also like to note that it was confirmed in VLR that Ace is a member of Free the Soul. How much he knows about the snail is debatable.
A character canonically has a 9” dick (18” when horny)
If youve been in the fandom for over 6 months, I think you know what this is
If there is anything else you would like clarification on, feel free to reply to this post or send me an ask!!
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One Last Stop Starters !
Taken from the 2021 novel by Casey McQuinston, One Last Stop Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit!
“(Name), stop telling people about frog ghosts.”
“They’re on (Name)‘s sleep schedule, though. So, a ghost in the night.”
“It gave us nine great years. And carpet can hide a multitude of sins.”
“If they’re gonna kill you, get their DNA under your fingernails.”
“That little twink contains multitudes.”
“They love me as much as they love anyone else.”
“You like jokes. I don’t.”
“Do you realize you just say words in any random order like they’re supposed to mean something?”
“I can’t decide if I’m impressed or horrified?”
“Definitely brought me back from the dead more than once, so, thank you.”
“Really out here smashing pussy, (Name).”
“We get about a hundred hot lesbians through here a week. You’ll find another one.”
“Sorry, like, it’s your life and all, but do you not hear how badass that sounds?”
“That sucks. I’m your mom now. The rules are, no Tarantino movies and bedtime is never.”
“You’re a bullshitter.”
“Because you have, like, the energy of someone who knows things.”
“A frontal lobotomy to forget the night I had?”
“Never thought I’d see a vampire I didn’t want to fuck.”
“We’ve kissed, like, three times, but they have that thing where they’re terrified of being loved and refuses to believe they’ve deserved it. It’s so tedious.”
“Does it ever, like… I don’t know. Make you lonely? To love somebody who can’t meet you there?”
“I hadn’t pegged you for a scammer.”
“I’m mysterious by nature, (Name).”
“Jesus. What did ya’ll do this time?”
“Hey, what’s up with you? Who hurt your feelings?”
“Who do we have to frame for murder?”
“A gift from (Name)? What god have I pleased?”
“Oh, I’m loving this already. What kind of creatures?”
“Cute. Maybe a poltergeist. A cute poltergeist. Can I meet them?”
“So, you’ve gathered us here to tell us you’re boned up for a ghost.”
“What? Pick the lock? What kind of feral child are you? Are you Jessica Jones?”
“You know, I thought you were a little spicy when I met you.”
“I swear to God, if a ghost kills me, I’ll haunt the shower.”
“Your friend is weird.”
“I told you, I think, I’m. Something’s wrong with me.”
“Honestly? The day I met you.”
“Yeah, guess I don’t have the whole magical soulmate bond you have with them.”
“(Name). Can we maybe not treat them like a creature of the week?”
“Like you’re their Pop-Tart angel. Like you shit sunshine. Like you invented love as a concept.”
“I think I should kiss you.”
“I’m repressing it! Let me repress it!”
“You’re so mean to me.”
“So many questions for someone who does not come to work.”
“Yeah, exactly. Forever. As in, it’s the only thing I know how to do.”
“I know logistically how to perform some tasks.“
“Go where? I’m trying to have a nervous breakdown here.”
“Can you turn that brain of yours off for a second and trust?”
“It makes me feel like I’m going to die!”
“You trusted me, right? Now trust yourself.”
“Big dick energy is gender neutral.”
“I mean, it’s as if you like to be emotionally tortured.”
“God, you are the most useless bisexual I’ve ever met in my entire goddam life.”
“I’d disappoint them. They don’t deserve to be disappointed.”
“Loving the sacrilege.”
“Wow, holy shit, you figured it out. You’re gonna win a Peabody Award for reporting.”
“As fun as it is to break your brain, no one at work knows. Tell them and I break your arm.”
“Is your family horny for Jesus too?”
“I’m not cute. I’m-I’m tough. Like a cactus.”
“Where does that disembodied voice keep coming from?”
“They’re always wearing the exact same thing. That’s ghost behavior if you ask me.”
“And I left them. That’s… Fuck. I forgot how that felt. I left them.”
“Yes, thank you. I invite you to eat a dick. Goodbye.”
“Maybe no good timing means there’s no bad timing either.”
“You’re a normal person. Under un-normal circumstances.”
“That’s new for you, huh? Being able to get drunk?”
“Is this a date? Am I on a date right now?”
“(Name). Any way you want to kiss me is the way I wanna be kissed, okay?”
“You’re like—like a fucking painting or something stupid like that, what the fuck. You just walk around like this all the time.”
“Sorry, was I skulking? Sometimes I skulk without realizing.”
“Okay, still, let me be a mom for a second.”
“(Name), we’re adults, just say you got your back blown out.”
“I guess criminal behavior isn’t as much of a turn-on for me.”
“Never go to a second location with someone unless you’ve checked their trunk for weapons first.”
“Let go of me. I deserve to be free.”
“They’re not gonna leave us if they get married, (Name).”
“How did this become a roast of me? (Name) is the one under the table.”
“I’m wearing a shirt and no pants. I’m Winnie the Pooh-ing it.”
“What do you mean? Why would they leave me something? I’m the shameful family secret.”
“No. I hit him. The lip is from when someone else pulled me off of him.”
“It’s like I died. I died, except I have to feel it. And on top of that, I have to feel everything else I’ve ever felt all over again. I have to get the bad news again every day, I have to deal with the choices I made, and I can’t fix it. I can’t even run from it. It’s miserable.”
“No, you didn’t. But you made me realize it. You made me remember. And maybe that’s worse.”
“Just because you can’t run doesn’t mean you can make me do it for you.”
“Uh-huh, and this wouldn’t have anything to do with the way you reflexively ice out anyone who even appears to have rejected or wronged you?”
“Oh, so they… they thought I just left without saying goodbye?”
“It’s not a heist. It’s… an elaborate, planned crime.”
“Okay…hmm… oh, I’ve made friends with a subway rat.”
“Judge all you want, but I’m the only one who will be spared in the inevitable Great Rat Uprising.”
“No, it’s cute! You’re such a nerd. It’s endearing!”
“What can I say? I’m the one that got away.”
“I have to say, I’m impressed. This is definitely the most organized crime I’ve ever been involved in.”
“Sometimes the point is to be sad, (Name). Sometimes you just have to feel it because it deserves to be felt.”
“For what it’s worth, you’ve never disappointed me once since I’ve met you.”
“Is there anything else you want, before tomorrow?”
“I just did it because I thought you were hot.”
“I was really lonely before I met you.”
“I like when you’re in crime boss mode.”
“They have to kill him. It’s the only way.”
“I can think later. Right now I just want to be here, okay?”
“I’m here. I’m not leaving.”
“You’re the most important person I’ve ever met. And I never should have met you at all.”
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hi hiiii!! I didn't know you got into twst! and the fact you got to book 5 already surprises me since i got stuck on riddle's overblot fight for a month 😭
anyway highway, may i ask your thoughts on ace and deuce, if it's alright with you! :'
I actually finished book 5 'bout 3 days ago and I'm in a state of 'well now what :/ '
Anyone know when 6 is coming out?
I'm IN LOVE with MC's friend group, particularly the dumb and dumber, buy one get one free, double act that is ace & deuce. They're besties but they also think about killing each other twice a day. It's genuinely distressing to see one without the other. They're also such good friends to MC? And I really like how they all started out together. Love 'em both but Deuce has got a special place in my heart <3
Also here's my overall thoughts that I need to get out;
Leona may be a dick but he's so pretty it's nauseating
Idia makes Levi look like a party animal - that's....that's insane right?
Speaking of om!, the twst characters make the OM! characters look like well-adjusted, stable, functioning individuals
Love that there's a rule about how you can't use magic to fight at school when the students are actively trying to kill each other at least thrice a week
Hate hate hate the mickey mouse thing, he moved close to the screen at one point and my whole body jerked back
Loved the scarabia book but on a pillow in their dorm's common room there's a little patch that looks like m*ckey's head and i couldn't take my eyes off it the the entire time. It felt like a threat.
Whenever I see Malleus's "I'm afraid of losing you" line all I can think about is that tweet about balancing your entire mental health on the continued survival of an animal with a far smaller lifespan than you
Also can't get enough of what they did with his character design, you can't make Malleus look and sound and act like that - in a way that screams mystery and danger and then turn him into a pretty chill guy who's really kind of a dork who info dumps about gargoyles and adores his little tamagotchi and has cake based childhood trauma and arrives hours early whenever he's invited to something because he gets so excited about it and would do anything to make his foster dad(!!!????) and little human bestie happy. Im shaking. They said 'looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll who could definitely still kill you' and they were so right for it
Rook's like...in love with Vil, right?
This is the second time I made an oc specially for a game and then had the game add some throw away detail that worked so well with my specific mc? (1:) named my OM! MC 'Eliza' short for E-Lizard/A-Lizard - Mammon's favourite possession ended up becoming the chocolate lizard keychain he bought with MC. (2:) Figured I should finally break away from ocs/mcs all having naturally dark hair - so made one with orange hair, gave them a couple pale pink highlights for funsies - 3 books later Floyd starts calling MC 'Lil' Shrimpy' and I realise their hair is the colour of boiled shrimp😬🤡
I'm in love with Epel's natural accent??
All these books are a lesson in why you don't let your cat eat random shit off the ground jfc
Anyway I had alot of fun! Shoutout to everyone who recommended this for giving me another hyperfixation!!
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if you had the choice to meet one touhou character irl (assuming your personal safety is a priority) who would it be and why
me and w.d. gaster had this exact discussion once except they were fully allowed to murder you if they felt like it
the specifics: you and one 2hu of your choice are locked together in a white void. you are both spawned around a table, chairs, and meal in the middle (it is irrelevant what). this white void is separate from both our universe and touhou’s. both of you will be sent back home after one hour and the 2hu will lose all memories of this event happening (you won’t tho)
this is basically just a specific way of asking “what 2hu would you sit down with and try to talk to for an hour”
he immediately suggested sumireko which i countered with “sumireko is just some high schooler i ain't tryna talk to a woman for an hour straight”
yukari would be a good pick because
-generally respectful
-extremely wise and would probably be down to talk philosophy (dude imagine talking philosophy with someone thousands of years old. enlightening)
-probably wouldn't kill me if i'm not a dick?
rinnosuke would be interesting just because he’s super interested in the outside world so he’d just ask you questions. i wouldn’t be able to break it to him that he isn’t actually going to remember any of this afterwards.
the worst picks would definitely be flandre or rumia. rumia is just giving you a slow and agonizing death but even if flandre doesn’t want to eat you she’s still probably going to be interested in some form of traumatizing you
the worst pick that wouldn’t hurt you has got to be eiki just because she’d yell at you any time you (pesky mortal) try and interrupt the silence she wishes to dine in
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both orin and komachi would probably only want to talk about death and ways you could die. like they’d be really relaxed and non threatening the entire time but i really doubt they’d be up for a more comfortable conversation topic
sanae would probably just want to ask about mecha anime as soon as she finds out you’re from the outside world
aunn lunges at your neck after you turn your head a little too fast due to her underlying pitbull genes
alice would only want to talk about her dolls for the entire hour and it would get really creepy after 5 minutes but that wouldn’t stop her
i think if yuuka didn’t like the meal she would split your head open and feast on your brain just because she’s bored
marisa would be a pretty fun conversation actually, not to mention you could have her tell you about magic which i’m sure is extremely fun
okuu and you have a funny conversation for 10 minutes before she has the idea to see if she can break out of the white void by nuking it. you die in the process
mystia would be awesome if i can bend the rules where she has access to a grill and a supply of fresh lamprey. i have GOT to try those damn eels of hers
yuyuko would be pleasant but she’d steal your food and you’d be kind of hungry. fatass
kaguya or mokou see the white void and immediately think “oh i’m getting fucking pranked by that immortal bitch” and try to commit suicide to get out of it. they come back to life 5 minutes later very pissed off that they’re still not in gensokyo
junko has a nice meal with you if your skin color is up to her standards
tldr: yukari because she wouldn’t kill me and is probably fun to talk to
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First of all thank you so much for the ficlet you've written to my prompt . I love it so much. Nad it was.such a nice surprise, I literally finished the biggest exams of my life, I got home bone dead tired and saw that you answered my ask. You made me smile so much so thank you.
Lestat is so nervous about this and he's adorable. You really captured his tvl youth, the reckless courage and his insecurities at the same time, the awe that he's wanted by someone.
"Hadn’t given it much thought when he’d spotted pretty Eleni wearing this exact necklace in the tavern the previous night and asked her if there was any form of payment besides the monetary that she would accept in exchange. All Lestat had known then was that he wanted it."
==>> I can't believe Lestat saw a pretty necklace, thought about how pretty it would look on Armand, and promptly went off to eat another woman's pussy to get it 🤦 hopefully armand will never find out the origin of the necklace 👀 otherwise more claiming bites will appear on Lestat's body.
I like the part where Lestat was playing with the rosary in bed. Lestat is the type of guy to get thrilled by breaking rules and taboos. On the other hand, I couldn't get the image out of my head of Lestat counting pearls and going "He loves me, he loves me not" about a mermaid he can't communicate with 😂
The image of Armand laying between Lestat's legs (at dick height no less) will haunt me for eternity 🥵
I LOVE LESTAT'S POSSESSIVENESS with Mermand, like the weird doesn't even phase him anymore he just wants to belong to Mermand and to be loved by him. They're so precious to me, and their attempts to communicate with each other are adorable.
“There,” he whispered with absolute conviction, “Mine, now you’re mine too. All mine.” 
==>> They're married now 🥹🥹❤️
"But he swore the expression on its face softened as its tail fluttered below the surface, and it came to rest a cold cheek against the warmth of his inner thigh. Its nose pressing into the delicate crease where his leg met his groin as it gave a small shuddering breath against the coarse blond hairs."
==>> Mermand is such a cat, he reminds me of my own can rubbing off me when i come back from work. He's adorable.
But THAT'S WHERE HE PUTS HIS FACE AND HIS NOSE. GOD! Armand really is an oversexed street urchin panting for that blond menance in every universe. He wouldn't be himself otherwise.
The slightest upturn at the corner of its full mouth hinting at a smile as a clawed hand came to wrap around his cock, stroking it to full hardness almost immediately. 
==>> LMAO 🤣 ARMAND! You insatiable slut. For ONCE Lestat didn't have sex on his mind and Armand just jumped straight to it. Well it's the fault of the language barrier 🤷
Priapus, I spy a Priapus 🐠
Lestat calling Armand lovely is perfect 🥹
"For the first time, the creature didn’t seem particularly invested in ensuring Lestat’s spend entered its body through one manner or another. 
Puzzling, disappointing even. "
==>> It's gonna be less disappointing when you'll have dozens of mer babies swimming aroud your feet and you'll realize you've possibly got another batch on the way!! Vasectomy my dear Lestat is the way!
"a deep, rabid bite to the flesh of his inner thigh where the creature had been nuzzling so tenderly not a moment ago.
==>> Yandere Armand strikes again. At this rate Human Lestat will have bite scars all over his body. And these are real bites not 2 tiny holes left by a vampire
"Bends his head to kiss the creature's temple as the lavender blush on its face beginning to fade. Lestat’s own wild blond curls falling like a curtain over them, concealing them from the world, the pearl necklace around his neck draping down over the creature's skin. "
==>> ❤️❤️❤️ They're both wearing the necklaces, they're so tender with each other. They're perfect. Honestly I'l kill for someone to draw this EXACT paragraph, cause the visuals are stunning.
You should definitely post this ficlet on ao3!
aww omg thank you so much for this ao3 style comment! I am so happy I could brighten your day after a rough exam!!! 🥹💖 I'm in grad school atm so I know how it goes. I loved this prompt as soon as I saw it, it was so tender and I'm soft these days 🤧
You really captured his tvl youth, the reckless courage and his insecurities at the same time, the awe that he's wanted by someone.
oh man... I literally had TVL open in the other tab the entire time I was writing the og fic because I really wanted to evoke that characterization of Baby Lestat before he gets so hurt and jaded by the world, it means a lot that you noticed this!
can't believe Lestat saw a pretty necklace, thought about how pretty it would look on Armand, and promptly went off to eat another woman's pussy to get it
no lmao I think you can believe it, this is Lestat we're talking about! 🥹 I couldn't pass up the opportunity to let Lestat be a lil' slutty for a good cause, his canon sluttiness is something I love about him (and anything to give Armand more of an excuse to chomp down on him some more rip)
I like the part where Lestat was playing with the rosary in bed. Lestat is the type of guy to get thrilled by breaking rules and taboos. On the other hand, I couldn't get the image out of my head of Lestat counting pearls and going "He loves me, he loves me not" about a mermaid he can't communicate with
if there's an opportunity for religious imagery and a sense of blasphemy I'm going to take it 😂 and omg STOP LMAO THAT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE (he doesn't know the words but he does love you Lestat, I promise 🤧)
The image of Armand laying between Lestat's legs (at dick height no less) will haunt me for eternity
same same, it was the very first image in my head when I thought about your prompt, who's surprised?
I LOVE LESTAT'S POSSESSIVENESS with Mermand, like the weird doesn't even phase him anymore he just wants to belong to Mermand and to be loved by him.
SOBBING yes you get it!! he just wants that intimacy and connection so desperately, he wants to throw himself into this creature literally and figuratively. And possessive!Lestat is one of my faves in canon ("My Louis", "My Armand"? PLEASE 🥵)
They're married now 🥹🥹❤️
100% 😌💖
Lestat don't go putting your head under anymore skirts okay
Armand really is an oversexed street urchin panting for that blond menance in every universe. He wouldn't be himself otherwise.
HE'S SO DOWN BAD FOR LESTAT IN EVERY REALITY LMAO IT'S THE FUCKING EMBARRASSMENT OF MY FANDOM LIFE (also I love it and I'm as obsessed with them as Armand is with Lestat)
he just craves Lestat's pheromones and body heat, he wants to curl up inside him 🥹
For ONCE Lestat didn't have sex on his mind and Armand just jumped straight to it.
sex IS their primary form of communication at this point, Armand's connecting with him the only way he knows how to right now 🤧 like "oh, a present? here, this is how I say thank you!"
It's gonna be less disappointing when you'll have dozens of mer babies swimming aroud your feet and you'll realize you've possibly got another batch on the way!!
asjekdkdj Lestat better find a way to get that fishing boat/start living his best pirate life to feed all those tiny mouths with their little fangs!
Yandere Armand strikes again. At this rate Human Lestat will have bite scars all over his body. And these are real bites not 2 tiny holes left by a vampire
HE WILL.
I really wanted to convey the difference between a Mermand!bite and our traditional vampire bites, so my brain just went "wildcat bite." He's vicious, he's a predator, he can break bones with his jaws if he wanted! @birdblacksocialclub did such a fucking amazing job of capturing the exact quality of the bites as I imagined them in my head, I was beside myself!! 😭🥵🖤
They're both wearing the necklaces, they're so tender with each other. They're perfect. Honestly I'l kill for someone to draw this EXACT paragraph, cause the visuals are stunning.
that was my last minute addition when I was thinking "okay, now how do I push this over the top with sweetness" because it was important to me to convey that something's progressed here — they can be comfy and content together — so I'm so glad it had the intended effect! They deserve it and we deserve to see it, and it made my heart so happy to write it 🥹
I have one more mermaid prompt to fill and then I think I'll combine this one and that one and x-post them to ao3 for easier access and bookmarking purposes! Thank you again for the feedback, it's always so lovely to know what I'm doing right! ❤️
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Story: 4 out of 5 ⭐️’s Smut: 2 out of 5 🌶️
So, this book was pretty cool. Not so cool as to spend hundreds of dollars on it (seriously people, just wait for the restock), but it was definitely a good read.
Violet "Violence" Sorrengail is probably my new favorite character. And the dragons. I loved that they could talk to each other after the dragon chose its rider.
Anyway, read this book. Read. It.
There are characters you'll love, you'll hate, and you'll be suspicious of. You don't know who you can trust and by the end, you'll be thinking, "Oh shit."
It does end on a cliffhanger, so be ready for that.
Now enjoy my chaotic thoughts if you don't mind spoilers.
* Ohhhh. Family drama right off the bat.
* Wow. The mom is a total bitch.
* First chapter in and I’m getting Divergent vibes.
* Oh no. Poor Dylan 😬
* Xaden is scary, but I’m kind of into it.
* Fuck Jack. Pls let a dragon eat him early on.
* So Dain.. you’re annoying. Fuck off and leave Violet be. She doesn’t need you dictating her life.
* Ugh. Jack. What the fuck is his deal with Violet?
* I’m getting really tired of Dain’s shit. Stop trying to send Violet to the Scribes!
* Lol.. what is Xaden playing at. He says he gets the honor of murdering Violet.. but his one on one time with her seemed almost flirtatious?
* Lmao. She poisoned her opponent! 😂
* “You are not attracted to toxic men.” — This is every booktoker after they done fell for the most toxic men of all 😂
* Ugh.. DAIN! I’m so fucking annoyed with this dude.
* Aww. Poor Aurelie.
* Okay, so I’m starting to like Xaden 🤷🏻‍♀️
* Atta girl, Violet. Don’t let Dain sway your decision. Get your ass up that Gauntlet.
* She made it! And who the fuck is this Mavis chick that’s whining about Violet cheating? Gtfo of here!
* The dragons were sniffing her and everyone was scared out of their minds 😂 I want a pet dragon now.
* These dumbfucks wanna kill a dragon?!
* OH MY GOD! Xaden and Sgaeyl are there too!! Get fucked, Jack!
* So Jack ran like a little bitch and Tynan got roasted 😂
* Also, which dragon spoke to Violet?! Holy shit.
* Holy fuck?! The big scary dragon that Jack was hoping to bond fucking chose Violet! I’m so fucking happy. And what’s the deal with the tiny golden one? Lmao.
* Tairn is a dick. I love it 🥰
* Two dragons bonded to her!!!!!!!!! Oh my fucking god!!
* …and Xaden just got Dain to show his true colors. Drop his ass, Vi!
* Fuck you, Dain! First you say you won’t break rules to save your best friend and now you’re kissing her because she has 2 dragons?! Ugh.
* Now everyone’s kissing her ass because Xaden needs her protected 🤦🏻‍♀️
* Lol at Tairn teasing Violet about Xaden.
* Fucking finally! I was waiting for Violet to buck the fuck up and tell off Dain.
* Oh shit. They attacked Violet in her room. Thank fuck for Tairn and whoever he sent. And Andarna for lending her power.
* Goddamn, Xaden. You weren’t fucking around! 😂 Thank god. Oren was a dick.
* Holy shit. Andarna can stop time and lend that power briefly to Violet 😨 People are really gonna wanna kill her.
* Fucking Amber.
* Aww. I love Liam haha.
* Lol Violet and Xaden have to feel when their dragons are mating 😂
* Damn, Xaden 😏 I was loving the out of control makeout, but I’m glad he stopped it before it got any further.
* Oranges..? Lmao. Serves you right, dick.
* They stole the map from her mother’s office and all hell broke loose 😂
* They can mentally talk to each other!
* And Dain’s jealous ass needs to settle down.
* HE FUCKING STABBED LIAM AND PUSHED HIM OFF HIS DRAGON?!
* Lightning wielder. Fuck yes. And fuck you, Jack. Serves you right.
* Don’t tell her “don’t fall for me” because you just jinxed it. She’s gonna fall for you.
* Lol I can’t believe she lost control every time she came 😂 and then Xaden fed her memories of when they boned so she could unleash her lightning.
* Aww. Liam is such a good friend 🥹
* Lmao. Violet fucked up his room 😂
* Aww shit. Nothing like being under attack to ruin orgasms.
* Fucking War Games?! Ugh, I’d be so pissed!
* What. The. Fuck, Xaden 😨
* Fuck you, Dain!! How dare you read her without consent.
* Liam 🥺😭 How fucking dare you do this me.
* Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me! How dare you leave me on that cliffhanger!
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