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frozenrogue89 · 7 months

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I Don't Want to be Great, I Wanna be Me.

So we all know the classic ‘JL meets Phantom through summoning’ prompt, and we usually get Danny “High King, Savior of Worlds, Eldritch, Cryptid, Ancient, No Shits Given, Chaos Gremlin” Fenton making an appearance, cool and confident, running circles around the JL. But what if, this High King they summoned, just… wasn’t.

The Justice League was prepared for anything, with the latest BBG threatening the world they had to take drastic measures. The JL Dark managed to scrounge up the summoning spell they… “liberated” from a cult group a couple months back. At first the JL was against the thought of summoning another highly powerful unknown, but with extensive research, Constantine and various others vouching for this so-called “King Phantom'' , and no option left, well, their hands were tied. Said to be the vanquisher of the previous Tyrant of the throne, Savior of the Infinite Realms, thousands of years old, infinitely powerful, infinitely old, and some smaller rumors claimed, infinitely kind. Phantom is said to be extremely protective of humans (something they were banking on), loyal to its subjects, and said to rarely get angry (yeah right). A terrifying creature, tall and confident in its destructive power.

So yes, the League was prepared. They gathered as many members as they could spare for this meeting, everyone ready for a fight, but praying for none. The Big Three stepped forward while the rest hung back. Constantine and the Dark members start chanting, beginning the ritual.

The chanting ends. The silence hangs. Bodies still.

Then, a flash from the hieroglyphs on the ground and an explosion of wind with no origin, a blinding light originating from the summoning circle grows in strength, letting out a vibrating hum that causes Superman to cover his ears and wince. The hum starts shaking the ground and the light condenses into itself, revealing the silhouette of an object.

The wind stops. The light is gone, the vibration a memory. Everything is as it is before, with one exception.

Wonder Woman, wasting no time, straightens, “High King Phantom, Ruler of the infinite Realms, We are the Justice league, We ask your help in vanquishing The BBG, it threatens the lives of all those who live…” Her eyes widened as what stood before her.

This… this didn’t look like a High King, Vanquisher of Pariah Dark. This little thing did not give any indication of confidence, power, or age… it looked… young. The only thing terrifying about this creature is the size of bags under his eyes. Drowning in soft clothes, hunched over, looking utterly defeated, Nothing like they expected. Diana would almost mistake it if for a human child if not for the glowing eyes, fangs, and slight aura it gave off. But this, this was no King… Is- are those tears in its eyes?!

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Danny has not been having a good day. Or week. Or month, or- anything really. It seems like dying was only the beginning of his problems. No, scratch that, this all started with his parents’ damn obsession with ghosts. Danny swore they were part ghost too with their utter infatuation with all things Ecto. If only they hadn’t tried to access the ghost zone, if only Vlad hadn’t been involved to become Danny’s biggest nightmare, if only his parents gave up their research once they had kids, if only he didn’t walk in that stupid portal to impress his friends.

If only he had stayed dead.

If only he didn’t gain powers, then he wouldn’t be stuck in this mess.

Danny scowled to himself and let himself flop onto his bed. He’s been spending the last couple weeks cycling through this whole rogue gallery, TWICE! Plus fighting a handful of random ghosts who thought they could take on the ‘Ghost King’ (Pariah’s evil reign and thousand year slumber didn’t help either with all the paperwork that’s left for Danny.) Running from the GIW, his parents, and Val as usual, (Ghost Scum,

Dealing with ‘Mayor’ Vlad’s Evil Plan of the Week -Danny’s powers were still on the fritz after that encounter, painful, was a word for it- Not to mention school, between Dash being Dash, forgetting his science homework, missing a test because of Skulker, Lancer and his threats of, “Black Beauty Fenton! If your grades keep dropping you’ll spend the rest of the year in detention! With ME!” and now his teachers (and Jazz) are talking to him about college? He’s still a sophomore, give him a break! It isn’t Danny’s fault the whole universe is apparently out to get him.

The real cherry on top of this whole thing was the recent ‘summonings’. No thanks to the Fruit Loop and his meddling, with Jack Fenton unknowingly helping him, again. A nice little instruction booklet called, “How to Summon the Ghost King, Made Easy!” got out onto the internet and the world, free for any psycho to speed dial Danny away from his life. At various points in the last month Danny has been forcibly -and if he was honest, painfully- ripped from anything he’s been doing and dumped smack dab into the center of various cults’ plans, usually they wanted power, money, or world domination. His saving grace was the process of summoning forced him to transform or no identity reveals, thank The Ancients.

Sam and Tucker have been a godsend in getting the Booklet wiped from the internet, Danny would be lost without them. He would’ve fallen apart the first week into his powers if not for them. Who knew watching your friend half dying created lasting relationships? They really kept him going and he trusts them with his life, really he does.

But Danny would never tell them about some of the things he’s seen getting summoned, he couldn’t do that to them. The various groups of psychos seemed to think Danny was more likely to listen to them if they offered sacrifices.. human sacrifices. Some nights he couldn’t stop smelling blood and incense, couldn’t get those images out of his mind. He hated himself for keeping track, and hated himself for not wanting to. 15. 15 people, so far just because some handful of lunatics wanted some money or something equally stupid like that. Danny was 15, that’s one whole human being, for every year he was alive, one of them was even younger th- she was just- Danny couldn’t- she was- so small…

Pulling his blankets over his head, Danny took measured breaths against the tightness in his throat. It’s Not fair. It’s not. He didn’t ask for this. He didn’t want to be King of the undead, he’s just a kid himself isn’t he? It was just an accident turning on the portal. He didn’t mean to. Why is he stuck fixing everything? Can't he just be a normal kid? Go to school, get good grades, become an astronaut? He’s so completely out of his depth, who is he kidding, it’s just a matter of time before he screws up again and someone gets hurt, or worse. He's trying, though, he is. He tries so hard to be good, to do good. To not turn into Dan.

‘Stop it, Danny. Now’s not the time for bad thoughts.’ This is the first time Danny’s had a chance to sleep in two days, his parents are out and left the home defenses are down, Jazz is studying at the library, Sam and Tucker are playing Doom while keeping an eye on ecto readings around town. He has maybe 4 blissful hours to spend in dream land. He sighed and sunk into his pillow trying to blank out his thoughts before he could spiral again.

A tightening in the chest, and eyes snap open, ‘NO! NO! Please not now!’ is all Danny manages to think before the unfortunately familiar sensation of space displacement takes hold. His transformation is forced on him as he feels himself fall apart and get put back together simultaneously.

‘Just a couple hours rest, is tHAT SO MUCH TO ASK!!??’ The anger leaves before it can fully form due to the pure exhaustion that washed over his ectofied bones and straight to his core. It feels strained, like glass under pressure, not knowing if the slightest change will shatter him. He slowly gets his bearings and- oh, this almost seems worse than a regular cult summoning. At least there’s not a dead body.

It’s the Justice League, and Wonder Woman is talking to him. And Danny, Danny can’t. He can’t. He doesn’t know if they want to trap him, kill him, experiment… if the GIW got their claws into the JL… Danny can’t anymore, He can practically feel his core splintering into jagged gut- wrecking pieces. He just wants to rest, to feel safe, for just a little while. Why can’t he?

Throat burning and eyes watering, Danny realizes he can do something, just one thing. It’s the only thing left that he can do. Something he hasn’t done for a long time, ever since dying.

Danny starts crying.

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eggonthemoon · 14 days

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Alien Stage Round 6 Character Analysis and Lyrics Breakdown

Okay so obviously spoilers, don't click Keep Reading if you haven't watched Round 6.

God fuck it's so fucking beautiful, where do I start?

I don't even know what is going on with those rapid shots of what I assume is some form of experiment that Till was involved in. I have no clue what the goal was or if it succeeded but somehow (for no real reason other than that one image of Luka standing behind Till ominously) I feel that Luka is involved with it.

Was this an attempt by Heperu's (Luka's guardian) rival to make a human capable of going up against Luka? Till being the youngest and Luka being the oldest also means that Till's guardian could have caught on to what Heperu was planning to do with Luka and then start experimenting on humans shortly after and it would still somewhat line up with the timeline.

But I'm getting into conspiracy territory, back to suffering!!

Allow me, to the tips of your fingers

Allow me, to the ends of your feet

Dissolve me in your gaze

I don't want to let you go

Oh this hurts. Seeing him look so defeated and exhausted, you can tell that even though to the public it's not certain whether Mizi died or not it doesn't matter to him. Because she's still gone away from his world, where he is unable to reach her. He wants to dissolve and die but he also doesn't want to let her go if there is even a sliver of hope that she lives.

Please, leave me scars

Please, hurt me so that

Not a single drop of me remains

Let me drown in you

The footage that plays to these lyrics really show how defeated he is. He refuses to sing, his passion for the art completely dead and buried. And (his guardian I assume) when someone shoves the fact that Mizi is gone in his face he lashes out and punches one of the aliens near him.

Until these falling stars

Are buried in the blur of time

However his heart isn't entirely in it and is quickly apprehended.

He is beyond exhausted and doesn't even protest or put up a fight while (the same alien he punched btw) another alien runs their fingers through his hair.

On your icy lips

Read my soul

Yes, my soul

He hopes that even if Mizi is dead that her spirit watches over him, seeing his soul and by extension, Him, for all that he is. Every thought and breath until he falls asleep is for Mizi.

But didn't we already know this is how he'd be like? Time for something juicier~

Even if your cold words

Carve scars beneath my eyes

May they linger on your tongue

You can break me apart

God this is heart shattering. Even if Till doesn't care for him, even if Till throws hurtful words his way, Ivan will still lie awake at night, cherishing what sliver of attention he is given. It doesn't matter if Till hates him, because as long as he is on Till's mind Ivan is happy. He is entirely in Till's hands, capable of being build up or torn down depending on how much (or how little) he is perceived by him.

Notice my pain

And mend me right now

To quiet my fears

I'll drown in you

He wants so deeply to be seen by Till, noticed. Till who doesn't let anything hold him down and always picks himself back up became a pillar of hope and strength to Ivan. It didn't matter how or in what context he gets to be seen, so he went out of his way to provoke him just to get Till to look at him even for a moment.

This was mentioned a while back on VIVINOS Patreon but the entire incident where Mizi and Till got attacked by that hound monster was orchestrated by him. I feel like there is two possible reasons for this depending on when in the timeline this takes place.

Either he wanted to test Till's resolve in hopes of being proven wrong about his courage (after all your hopes can't be dashed on the rocks, if you never had hopes to begin with) only for his obsession to end up growing even stronger than before.

Or he tried to let Till get roughed up enough that he'd be transferred (solitary confinement? emergency room?) somewhere else away from the others at Anakt, so they could escape together.

But we all know how that turned out.

Either way what Ivan wants isn't freedom, he's long since given up on that. There's no point in his freedom if the person that inspired him to yearn for it isn't by his side. He needs Till there, his very presence to reassure him that no matter what Till won't falter. But he failed to take account of the one thing that weakens Till's resolve.

Mizi.

Mizi is to Till what Till is to Ivan. And so without Mizi in his world Till crumbles. Since Till will only go where Mizi is and Mizi already gave away her heart to someone else, it's impossible for Ivan to be free while keeping Till in his world.

And so he follows him, resigning himself to a life without freedom.

Sick of these nights to come

To be engulfed in silence

But the distance between them is killing him, and each and every day they come closer to their inevitable doom.

It doesn't matter if they believe the lie the aliens told them, that if they die singing they will be blessed. Because what is the point in that? How can going somewhere far away from the people they love be a blessing?

In your gaze where I am seen

Consume me

Yes, me

His desires mirror Till's. He wants his soul to be seen by him, recognized for his undying love for him. He wants Till to see that he can give him all that Till yearns for in Mizi and more.

To this everlasting melody

Face to face we dance

And yet Till still refuses to look Ivan in the eyes.

Things get a little unclear but since they aren't shown singing here and there's no flashback to accompany the lyrics, we can assume that at this moment Till most likely gave up on singing.

With our story

Lost in forever's embrace

I'm not sure if Ivan intended this from the start or if it's a decision he made then and there but one thing is certain. If Till stops singing then that would mean he forfeits, he'll lose. Till has never once given up. Even when he went back for Mizi that night, he never intended to leave her in the first place. But now without her he crumbles.

And Ivan can't let that happen, not like this.

Moral grey area aside, this scene is so deeply moving to me

And I don't say that in a romantic context, absolutely not. This is something much deeper than just love. This is the culmination of everything they've been through, all those moments lead up to this.

Because this isn't a kiss.

This is Ivan throwing his life away for Till.

Till was going to loose, the only thing that could overturn that is if his opponent attacks him. The kiss was to distract Till and keep him from catching up to what Ivan was planning.

Just look at the contrast between their first and second kiss. As soon as the score board shows Till is in the lead, he gives him a gentle peck on the lips. The contrast is stark and full of meaning. This was the genuine kiss, hidden behind a smokescreen of aggressive bravado created from the previous one.

And it worked. Till was completely convinced that Ivan's intentions was to kill him, and he was fully intent on letting him.

I know a lot of people doubted his intentions. Because he didn't let go of Till's neck the minute he saw their scores, a lot of people assume that this was Ivan trying to drag Till down with him.

But the minute he coughed up blood what does he do?

He smiles.

and let's Till go.

He's only human. He might know logically that Till has won the match. But emotionally he refuses to let go until he is certain.

Until he knows for a fact that he is the one bleeding and dying he'll keep up his charade.

And then.

And only then.

Till truly sees Ivan.

As he dissolves in his gaze.

#THEY RUINED MY LIFE /POS #I FUCKING HATE THEM /AFFECTIONATE #ivantill #alnst till #alnst ivan #alnst mizi #alnst #alien stage #에이스테 #ramble rumble #I don't know what happened #I had a thought and a neuron activated #I think I might have ascended #alnst spoilers #alnst round 6

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cinamun · 8 months

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#extras #i don't know what happened #i turned away for 3 seconds

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gallawitchxx · 6 months

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hi gallabitches (fond),

i am feeling very sappy as kinktober is halfway over & i continue to sit it out this year due to health & work-load & brain blips. so i just wanted to name an emotional experience i'm having because maybe you're having it too?

things are changing around here. things have changed. interests, time, desires, energy levels, schedules, lives have changed. the bubble that was 2020-2022? 23? has burst for real. people have moved on. that is ok. this is ok. this is life. (woof!) but it's that last one that's been getting to me lately -- the people.

this fandom is so special & there's something really loving about the people that are drawn to this space. my god, the talented, warm, big-hearted, nurturing, genius, creative, expansive, vulnerable, perfectly made people that find their way here!! & all because we happen to love these two fucked-up, growing, frustrating, devoted, horny, idiot felons and soulmates so deeply we want to fucking scream about it on tumblr dot com. my best friends are here.

so yes, what's happened/is happening is sad. i am Sad about it! & also the people keep coming! there's been this new wave of incredible, talented, lovely people who have showed up to take the unhinged baton & do their own lap around the windy city. that is the cycle! it's delightful! my sweet fresh danny devitos, i love your work!! & the best news is i/you/we don't have to fucking go anywhere at all! we can write & make & scream & lose our goddamn minds over these fools for a lifetime. i'm certainly not done. just switching up the pace.

but if you're someone who's moved on or is moving on, go, go, go & may you let love lead you to your next soft place to land. thank you for being such a huge part of my life for the past few years. what we all created together is nothing short of a miracle. thank you. i love you. thank you. ALSO SHOW BACK UP ON MY DASH AT ANYTIME. STAY IN TOUCH. TELL ME YOU ARE SAFE. I AM WORRIED ABOUT YO--

i love this place. thank you to the pals who are feeding us so good this kinktober. community makes me emotional!!!!!!

bee xx

#i don't know what happened #i really should be working #but instead i wrote this #honestly i think that's very anti-capitalist of me #i'm actually not spending enough business hours writing my feelings on this hellsite #anywayyyyyyyy #i love you i love this place i love us #if i owe you a kinktober comment or reblog please feel free to yell at me #just include the link 😉#community makes me emotional #<- my forever tag

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mayhemspreadingguy · 1 year

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You know the drill 👉 A Dream of Dragons by @arialerendeair

I'm too tired to explain myself 😂. Briefly put, the Mark is a fusion between Death's and Dream's sigils (I tried more komplex ideas but eventually circle back to the simplest one). And I think it fits that Hob would gain a mark based on the Ankh symbol after gaining immortality 😆.

#dreamling #dragon!Hob au #hob gadling #i planned to post just the sketch of the mark but after finishing it i created a new canvas on a whim because i had some time to spare #and it went downhill from there x'D #i don't know what happened #bye I'm gonna pass out #tired ramblings #i love fanfic writers. there's so many talented people!#mayhem art

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iamthecomet · 8 months

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I saw an art on Twitter and I can't remember who post it but it was two Dewdrops, a water and a fire! It was so beautiful and made me think of Dewdrop angst. If there is water Dewdrop summoned through magic, how he used to be, and it looks to fire Dewdrop that other ghouls love water Dewdrop more... He is very fun and easy to hurt 🤭

Oohhh man. Yeah Dew is super easy to hurt. He spirals easily. And doesn't hide his insecurities well. I think two of him would be a nightmare for so many reasons. Not least of all the fact that it would make fire Dew spiral really really badly.

Thinking about this got me thinking about fire Dew and how even without another version of himself to contend with, he probably thinks his pack would like water Dew better.

I got a little carried away with angst Dew thoughts so they're going under a cut to save space.

Dew thinks about it when he's alone. At the end of bad days. After he's snapped at everyone to leave him alone and they've done it. It happens on tour mostly. There are places to go at the Abbey. He can go for a walk. Go visit Mist in the lake, or at the very least vanish into a dark silent room.

But on a tour bus? He can hear them. He's alone in his bunk. Knees drawn up to his chest. Phone playing the latest episode of whatever series he's watching. And when he takes his headphones off he can hear them. Laughing in one of thr lounges. Talking, playing cards. Swiss is plucking at a guitar. And Dew isn't there. He's here. He asked them to leave him alone.

So they did.

But water Dew would be with them. Water Dew didn't have outbursts. He never felt any emotion this strongly. Dew gets his aloofness from his past self. Sure, like Rain he could be distant. Hard to know if he didn't want to be. But at least he never snapped at anyone. Never singed the leaves of Mountains plants. Or melted the best fork on the bus just by holding it in his hand during a fit of overwhelm.

Water Dew was easy. Easier to like. Easier to be. If water Dew had stormed off, demanded to be alone, he wouldn't have been. Someone would have bullied their way into his bunk by now. Put their arm around him. Held him. But fire Dew? When he snaps everyone listens. Which is better in a lot of ways, less infantalizing. He gets what he wants, what he thinks he needs. But he knows it wears on them. He'll, it wears on him.

The way it rears up. The world too small his skin to tight. His own failures bouncing off of his skull begging to be let out. It's exhausting to live through. It can't be any better to be on the other side of it. To watch him shut down. And if they actually cared about it, they'd be here right? Standing outside of his drawn curtain. Checking in on him. He feels like the boy who cried wolf. Too many biting remarks. Too many "just leave me the fuck alone"'s and they're sick of it. They don't care.

He'll feel better after some sleep. Some food. After he reluctantly takes care of himself. He'll push it into the background when he stumbles out of bed in the morning and Mountain curls his arms around Dews shoulders and kisses him between the horns. When Cumulus settles into his lap to kiss him, tasting like green tea and honey. It will fizzle. Fade. He will feel, once again, like he is who he is supposed to be.

But right now? The sound of ruckus laughter cuts into his bunk and it feels like a twisted knife. A problem he can solve by sheepishly rejoining them. But he can't. Can't deal with the way they'll look at him. Better to just suffer. To put his headphones on and sleep it off. To isolate.

Water Dew was never allowed to isolate. Fire Dew can do whatever he wants. How liberating to be able to make these choices. To have everything he could ever want, and to run away from it , to spit in the face of it. To resent it.

He sleeps eventually. Always does. Drifting off to the sound of voices in the next room. But when he wakes he isn't alone. Aeon is next to him. Arms curled around Dews body. Breath huffing out over his horns. And Dews first instinct is to push him away. To shove until Aeon rolls out of bunk and onto the floor.

He doesn't want pity.

But Aeon pulls him tighter. Makes a noise in his sleep and Dew relents. It feels good to be held like this. And it isn't Aeon's fault for not knowing thr protocol. He doesn't know that he's supposed to ignore Dew when he gets like this, not yet. He'll learn. He'll disappear like the others have. But until then? Until Dew inevitably ruins this like he does everything else? He'll sink into it. Savor it. This fleeting comfort.

He drifts back off to sleep to the sound of Aeon mumbling into his hair.

#comet writes #comet canons #i got carried away #i don't know what happened #I'm sorry #dewdrop ghoul #ghost fic #the band ghost fan fic #aeon ghoul #dewdrop angst

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muzzlemouths · 9 months

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you said stay here, but i'm running out of air

#posting this before i can overthink it #dragged out my graphite pencils for the first time since highschool #it used to be my favorite medium back then #i don't know what happened #i think one day i just put my pencils away and...never picked them up again #it was nice to use them again

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delphi-dreamin · 1 year

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You are so right bestie! Lucifer is absolutely bricked up at the mere thought of someone else wanting what's his. Couldn't be prouder of his cute lil human for turning all those heads!

He's so smug about it, too! I just keep thinking about going to a ball as his date, wearing his colors and maybe jewelry with a peacock motiif to match him. There's no doubt in anyone's mind who you're with. But Lucifer isn't much for dancing, so he lets you go, watching with a smirk as you charm his brothers and the other exchange students.

He loves to see their hands linger on the lace or mesh panels of your dress as you twirl, (or even better, your bare skin if you're wearing something with cutout panels.) He loves to see the looks of disappointment as you glide away to the next dance with the next partner, your smile never faltering. You're having too much fun to care that any one of them would happily steal you away from your lover if given half a chance.

So you keep dancing and Lucifer keeps watching, meeting in the middle of the floor for the final song of the night. You smell like nine other demons, two angels, and Solomon, but he's going to fix that as soon as you both get home. He really hopes you aren't attached to that dress. He doesn't have the patience to fiddle with zippers, buttons, and clasps.

Taglist: @sassykattery @leavesandflowers @sparkbeast20 @kyungjoon-do

#asd;kfjas;dkhfasj #I don't know what happened #but this was apparently in my system and needed to come out #you're a bad influence cher 🤣#cute moots #☆whispers from the wood #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me x reader #realized i could reasonably put my taglist on here #and figured i might as well

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kakyogay · 7 months

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Yeeks for blorbo bingo

#I don't know what happened #I blacked out and this just #askyogay #ask game

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ladyeowyn · 1 year

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Nikolina Appreciation Week 2023 ♛ Day 2: Favourite AU - Sankta Alina & Sankt Nikolai

Ever since their first fateful meeting, Sankta Alina and Sankt Nikolai were drawn to each other's courage, kindness, and shared sense of purpose. Over time, their devout friendship blossomed into a deep and abiding love.

Their true test came when the Shadow Fold, began to spread across Ravka, threatening to engulf the entire land in eternal darkness. Along the way, despite enduring many perils, Sankta Alina and Sankt Nikolai never lost faith in each other or the sight of their duty. In the end, they succeeded in destroying the Shadow Fold and saving Ravka.

Alas, their victory came at a great cost. Both Sankta Alina and Sankt Nikolai were mortally wounded in the final battle but even as their bodies failed them, their spirits remained unbroken. Their love and legacy endured even beyond death. They have become revered as the patron saints of Ravka and protectors of its people.

#nikolinaweek2023 #tgtedit #grishaverseedit #nikolina #booksocietynet #tgt #shirewalker #grishaverse #books #*#*lit #*aes #i've been thinking too much about the lives of saints recently #sdfghjk #sorry Vee this one is sad #i don't know what happened

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thornybubbles · 1 year

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Reader's theme song for when they finally escape their yandere JoJo character

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You can't help but wave at DIO as he silently watches you get further and further away from him as the helicopter rises in the night sky. You're feeling pretty smug right now and a part of you wishes that you could see the look on his face, but you're too far away. Is he angry? Heartbroken? A little of both? You can't say that you really care. You feel a thrill of excitement go through you as you realize that you not only managed to escape, but actually outsmarted DIO of all people (not that DIO really qualified as a "person" anymore). It made you feel almost giddy with a sense of power that you haven't felt in a long, long time. Freedom is a beautiful thing, and you would never take it for granted again.

That's why it's such a shame that your little escape attempt doesn't get very far. It took so long for you to arrange things with your benefactor and to have it all blow up in your face is devastating. Vanilla Ice is waiting for you when the helicopter lands. You run from him. It's all you can do. You have no idea how DIO's number one lackey managed to find you so quickly, but you know that if he catches you, it's game over. He'll drag you back to DIO and you don't even want to think about what the vampire will have in store for you when you get back.

Vanilla's Stand, Cream, makes short work of the pilot, gobbling him up whole as the poor man screams in terror. He even goes so far as to eat the helicopter, too. Then Vanilla sets his sites on you. Cream eats his way through the building where you were supposed to meet with your benefactor, chasing after you, all the while you can hear Vanilla Ice's voice chastising you from inside the Stand's mouth. He admonishes you for your disobedience and ingratitude saying that he hoped Lord DIO left your punishment up to him, but he felt that his Lord would no doubt want to deal with you himself. You tell yourself not to, but you look back over your shoulder at him. Cream is smashing through doors, walls, even stairwells to get to you. He's getting closer and closer with every step you take. It won't be long before he corners you and Vanilla pulls you into the Stand's deadly mouth where you will be trapped inside with him.

Freedom was really nice for the short time it lasted.

I just wanted to post the silly song and write a short blurb of the Reader escaping a yandere. I hadn't meant for this to turn into a whole thing (or to turn so sinister), but it did. Oh well...

#yandere dio #yandere dio brando #yandere jojo #yandere jjba #yandere jjba x reader #yandere dio x reader #yandere dio brando x reader #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jojo no kimyou na bouken #yandere jojo x reader #reader insert #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #This was meant to be funny #I don't know what happened #why do i ruin everything #Youtube

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suninnightmare · 1 month

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My account have been combusted... i have asked Tumblr support about this and why it happened(because i have no idea why), they haven't answered for 3 days. I decided to dig out my old account, and i did it. But hi i guess <:(

#art #problems #i don't know what happened #i don't know why it happened

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ratskcoreddie · 9 months

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I am in such disbelief that I even read that disgustingly hot smut you wrote for bully Eddie. Like omg.. big fucking props to you for your attention to dialogue and description of the scenes, their internal monologue I don't fucking know what I'm talking about but I do I love the fuck outta that blurb. I haven't gone to your page yet to see if there's more but you know damn well imma be begging for more

AHHH! thank you so much, this is so sweet!!! i really like writing bully eddie!!! but specifically bully eddie that is only an asshole because it scares him how much he wants your attention, how much he loves bothering you, desperately wanting you be his person. secretly lovesick & sweet eddie that gets mad and points at himself in the mirror when he gets home and goes, "what the fuck are you thinking?! she's never gonna like you if you're a dick! get it together munson!?!?!"

always mean to you eddie that is so tired of hurting you emotionally and making you wonder what's next, or what kind of mood he's in. so he starts getting physical. he's sure to let you know when he finally has you alone, because he can't keep his eyes or hands off of you. anytime he can between passing classes or when he sees you wearing a skippy outfit at a party he needs you. a poor desperate man that always grabs you a little to tightly, bites you a bit to hard, kisses you like he is starved. because he is, and it's your fault.

bully eddie that still loves getting under your skin, no matter how many times he's been deep inside you. saying anything that he can conjure up on the spot. whispering it in your ear after kissing up your jaw in the corner of some dark crowded room you tend to find yourself in when he is around.

#i don't know what happened #montysmailbox #this got away from me #i need him so bad #situationship with him #awwww #bully!eddie munson

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