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inviberu · 2 years
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so this is love
— Commission for @satillquinart ! A Nero/Faust short fic 😊 Thank you for commissioning me!
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Sleepless nights weren't so uncommon when it came to Faust, especially knowing how his injury from the Calamity was something he wasn't very fond of. He sighed, tracing his fingers along the marble pillars placed inside the mansion in the dead of the night. The moonlight shone down upon him so peacefully that he forgot it was the very being that inflicted this kind of injury on him – what an ethereal yet dangerous piece of rock floating in the sky.
He heard footsteps creep up behind him. Familiar ones that always put him at ease – the scent of smoked barbecue lingering in the air from tonight's dinner. It could only be him, he knew even if he hadn't turned around to face him. Faust sighed when the footsteps came to a stop and the figure started talking, "... Can't sleep again? I figured it would be one of those nights again so I got you some good alcohol to drink the night away."
"Nero," Faust turned to look at the wizard, his blue hair illuminated by the moonlight was a sight that took his breath away. He almost forgot his words for a moment when his eyes landed on the bottle of wine in Nero's hands. "Do you really think drinking is a solution to everything?"
"Oh calm down, Teach, I'm just tryna help you and here you are lecturing me. Don't you know when someone helps you, you usually say 'thank you' or something like that?" Nero chuckled, sitting down on one of the chairs on the balcony as he set down the bottled wine on the table. " 'Sides, Shylock gave this to me as thanks for helping me out the other day. I didn't wanna drink alone so I came to find you – fortunately enough, you're wide awake just as I am."
"Fortunately…? You're thankful that I'm awake at this ungodly hour? What a strange thing to be grateful for." Faust replied sarcastically, but being with Nero was slowly easing away from his worries into oblivion. A strange sense of comfort whenever he's around, an unexplainable feeling rising in his chest whenever their banters would end with silly little remarks that could easily be misinterpreted as something different.
"It just means I get to talk to you more like this." Faust doesn't know how to interpret those words that came out of Nero's mouth, and it frustrated him a little – their silly little back and forth banters were something he wanted to label but was not ready to do so. Affection? Admiration? Amore? The bubbling feelings inside his chest were making it hard for him to deny it any longer.
Nero poured wine into the glass, urging Faust to sit down with him. "Come, come. Drinks are better when you have company." Faust sat down across him, taking hold of the glass with translucent wine inside – giving a vague reflection of himself and the moon. Nero gulped down a glass hastily, earning a grimace from Faust.
"You're not supposed to drink wine like that. It's not just some booze you can drink in one gulp, you have to savour it slowly." Faust lectured him as he took a small sip from his own glass. Nero just laughed, propping his elbow on the table and placing his chin on the palm of his hand. Faust raised his brow, "What's so funny?"
"Nothin'... Just thought that maybe if I did something stupid it would get your mind off things."
"Charming," Faust replied curtly, but there was no denying that his heart leapt a little at his words. His hands felt a bit shaky, each second he spent with the eastern cook made his heart fall and fall – enough to the point that maybe this was really what love is. "You were right, though, it did get my mind off things. It seems like you know me a little too well."
"Do I? Maybe you're just a bit predictable, Teach."
"Is that an insult?"
"Nah, it's just me saying that it's easier for me to get closer to you this way. You always have a wall surrounding your heart and shutting everyone out, so I'm glad you decided to let me in."
Faust paused.
"I don't mind letting you stay there forever."
"What? Like in the corner of your heart or something? Gee, thanks."
"No, you can take up as much space as you want. I'll let you stay, and I'll let you take over, even." Faust was embarrassed to say such words. And Nero was even more embarrassed when his cheeks suddenly flushed red at the realization – but maybe that was just the wine talking.
"Hey, hey… What possessed you to say that kinda stuff? Damn… Caught me off-guard." Nero cursed, burying his face into the palm of his hands. A futile attempt to hide his bashful expression, he was incredibly happy upon hearing those words but he was the type to not let it show so easily.
"What, so now you're the one who's embarrassed?" Faust teased, the smallest smirk gracing his expression – a little tipsy from the wine Shylock gave Nero. "Maybe Shylock infused the wine with some sort of magic, who knows? Western Wizards tend to be pranksters after all."
"Aah, shit. You've got to be kidding me." Nero ruffled his hair, his hair was now dishevelled and his expression was short of nothing but embarrassed. The moonlight did nothing but make him all the more ethereal and didn't bother to cover up his face with the night's darkness. He stood up from his place, stepped closer to Faust and leaned over until their faces were only centimetres apart.
"Hey, Faust, don't make me say it out loud. It's embarrassing enough."
"I'm not asking you to say anything though, that's entirely on you—!?" Faust was cut off when Nero crashed his lips against Faust's, the kiss was slow and gentle despite the rough way Nero initiated it. Faust could taste the wine on his lips and couldn't help but heat up at the sudden development of events. He melted into the kiss, much to his disappointment. He fell right into love's trap.
Amore. The night is still young. The moon is your only witness. Let your hearts sing and dance to its content.
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redvelvetwishtree · 4 months
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Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:
15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.
None of the hijackers were from Iraq.
None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.
None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.
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otogesales · 7 months
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Promise of Wizard Holographic Bromides (Photo Cards)
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huariqueje · 2 months
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Vogtland landscape   -     Wolfgang Mattheuer , 2003,
German, 1927-2004
Pastel on primed cardboard, 78.8 x 108.8 cm.
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officialspec · 1 month
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hi! i love your brisbane meshi au and saw you mention that you headcanon senshi as japanese-iranian. genuinely curious, is there a reason why?
a lot of the reasons i read him as japanese are most likely little bits of cultural influence from miss ryoko herself but i still think its fun to tack them onto his characterisation (like the type of food he makes and his quiet, self-sufficient style of masculinity)
the iranian part mainly comes from how hes drawn in modern au sketches/with his helmet off hehee i was reading the ddh volumes in between chapters and it rly struck me how much he looks like a very beautiful middle-eastern man LOL
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andromeddog · 11 days
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a total solar eclipse occurred on august 21st, 1914
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marsinout · 2 months
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Happy Stalin's death day :)
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heartshapedcaskett · 1 year
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Elizabethtown, North Carolina
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zarya-zaryanitsa · 9 months
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„If USSR was around today it would be progressive with LGBT rights”, my dear, USSR is literally the source of contemporary Russian approach to LGBT issues.
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itsivan · 1 year
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Naoki Urasawa's Monster is kind of crazy because it posed the important question of "what if the most evil person you could imagine was a Czechoslovakian twink?" and he was so right
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slidesworthseeing · 5 months
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Found slide: A dust storm envelopes Todd Street, Mparntwe Alice Springs, Eastern Arrernte Country, Central Australia, circa November 1962 (photographer unknown)
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chaberkowepole · 1 year
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A post where a Westerner whines about people holding Russian culture accountable for their imperialism saying this is "dehumanising poor babushkas" or some bullshit bad-faith interpretation: 44'000 notes
Posts where Eastern Europeans detail, explain, tediously lay out the impact of imperialism on their lands and their discrimination in the West: 300 notes, mostly from other Eastern Europeans
Maybe it's that imperialist countries understand each other and would rather boost each other's voices :)
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redvelvetwishtree · 4 months
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Hope no one ever takes the US and the UK seriously when the lecture everyone about hUmAn rIgHtS ever again.
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quotidianish · 13 days
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Tell me if I’m being dramatic but I feel like trans Headcanons in fandom hardly revolve around anyone except young, skinny white people. It feels like a large reflection of how western trans communities view trans people who aren’t exactly like them; as nonexistent.
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Is North Korea actually bad
It is not what you have been told it is. There are many bad things about the government of North Korea, there are many bad things about those running it, but it is not what you have been told it is.
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