#if HE can't hunt then he feels useless. so he gets angry

[survivedsarchived]

actually in my Defending Travis era for real now because i'm tired of seeing "he overreacted" re: confronting nat in 2.05. like, she manipulated him. she did it out of love, yes, but it was still a lie, and it hurt him. both things can be true. he's allowed to be upset. should he have yelled at her? no. does not make him any less valid in being hurt. people don't react "normally" in high pressure situations, which you'd think would be obvious, given the circumstances of the show... but somehow travis keeps getting thrown under the bus skfjnksj. it was so terrifying to travis to consider the fact that not only was his brother dead but possibly died a VERY violent death. but then he's not dead? javi is here? alive? (physically) unhurt? he has every right to be pissed off.

but honestly it just feels like a replay of the s1 fight re: the nickname and pointing a gun at nat. she's not the real target but she's there and he just has no other way to really express himself and he's not allowed himself to really feel Anything since doomcoming and all of his trauma about the jackie thing and being drugged and hunted has morphed with the pain of losing javi and he explodes. it's not right and it's not fair but nothing has been fair for any of them since the plane crashed

#travis is such a product of his era he is constantly suppressing himself #feeling so threatened being surrounded by a bunch of girls #yeah he has coach and javi in s1 #but ben is such an adult and travis DOES try to relate to him but ben obviously distances himself (for valid reasons) #and travis tries to be strong for javi so he doesn't put anything onto him. #he keeps it all inside All The Time #'because that's what a man does' #all the macho sexist bullshit he does in s1 is so performative he can't commit to it #when he asks nat her body count and he stutters and looks down and it's so obviously not HIM #just what he thinks is expected of him #when he misses a shot and they taunt him and he feels Less Than #bc. again. 'that's what a man does' #if HE can't hunt then he feels useless. so he gets angry #no it's not healthy no it's not RIGHT but that doesn't mean his character is invalid #that he's meaningless #cj said it and i agree. not really seeing things from his perspective #makes it difficult to 'relate' to him like you do the main 4 girls we follow #the only two times we really see him be emotional he's losing it On Nat and i think that warps the perspective of him a lot #makes people misinterpret him + his feelings and general character #anyway. travis slander got me on edge i'm SICK of it

[d34dlysinner]

Said iI'd make another, couldn't resist after listening to Amen. I need some Angstsy ahh shi to live, but with good ending lmao, kings + Lucifer, our lovely butcher devil, sitri, and Zagan. (and anyone else if you feel someone wld work for this lmao) With a mc who was highly religious and devoted to our lord and savior Jesus h Christ, stemming from past loss of a lover. Y'know how people sometimes after loss turn to religion to help get through it. idk brain not braining typing this whole typing am essay for my Paleobiology class lmao. And well, y'know when they meet the reality of heaven and hell it's like.

'Aw shi-' cue internal mental crisis as they find out their faith was a lie, God is dead. And angels want their soul but not for the good reason.

So it's like, the grief starts all over again n'they're just sitting in the corner vibrating ready to claw the next angel they see in 'WHERE TF IS [insert dead partner]' and probably tried to out of sheer gremlin energy. It's like, they're going through the emotions again n'feel like an idiot for believing such things. Y'know musing over the loss all over again, yadda yadda In the end they come to terms n'shi and move on for real for real.

Ik this is a lot but it's a thought I had how things would go on an mc who was really religious and experiences well, that the religion was a lie xD. Bonus Angst points if the religious belief started to help quell the person after a loved ones death. Lol

Ok enough rambling, I need to finish this essay before I get thrown out a window again.

(Hope I interpreted this well- thanks for the ask!! XD keep on brainrotting)

There you were shivering in the corner of a small room as your mind started to race. Pictures of angels and your dead lover flickering through your mind as you started to doubt what reality and truth was. Your eyes pricked as continuous tears poured out. You seemed too deep in your thoughts. Almost to the point where you cancelled everything and everyone around you.

Satan could feel your rage and happily fed of from it. But at the same time he felt useless as he saw how shattered you seemed from learning the truth.

"I know that humans learned from the angels lies, but I promise you some sense of relief during this battle when we cam finally put an end on them...", he said as he wasn't the best to console someone who was as broken as you were right now. He didn't understand how you felt tho.

Beelzebub understood your anger. He wouldn't show it himself, but he was angry too. Of course he wants peace and to relax. This can't happen when there are angels literally hunting him and other demons. He would sit with you and allow you to cry it out before trying to convince you to join him. He promises to aid you to fight the angels. Even when you can't see him.

Mammon stared down at your saddened frame as he stood in front of you in silence. He took some time before trying to speak to you. "If you're sad about them taking away what's yours. Then demand it back from them. Or make them pay.", was all he said. He wanted you to feel determined to take back what was yours. But he had to he honest that it saddened him to see you so greedy for a past lover and not him.

Leviathan looked down at your form. He didn't know why you cried. But he felt as of he should be jealous. Where you crying for another? Or was it for him? It didn't matter at that moment as he said: "I don't know why your crying. But let's stop using time on crying when you could possibly avenge what your crying for by fighting angels." He isn't the best at consoling others. He is someone who likes to do things efficiently.

Lucifer did enjoy the tears that streamed down your face. What he loved even more was knowing that these tears came to be because of the betrayal and anger you felt towards the angels. Yes, he was an ex angel, but he just as any other demon wants and needs to put an end to the torment that the angels put on the demons. "Join us and fight. It's better to seek for some sense of peace than to do nothing in a tiny room. You could help us and put a stop to those who lied.", he says as he referred to the angels.

Andrealphus could only smell revenge. He knew how you felt and tried to convince you to fight with him. He wishes for you to join and help and hoped that it would give you some sense of peace as you go against the thing that ruined your life even more.

Zagan wasn't a man of many words, but that didn't mean that he would wait out with you and listen to you vent. When you were done he would only nod, stand up and reach a hand out to you. "If you hate them so much... please fight against them with us. We're stronger with you at our side...", was all he said as he waited for you to accept his hand.

Sitri heard your sniffles over your heartbeat. It saddened him as he sat next to you and tried to embrace you. He waited it out and was set on protecting you while you vented incase anyone tried to hurt you during this time. Only when you were somewhat calmed down did he dare to speak. "Solomon...", he started referring to your ancestor again. It somewhat made you feel inferior, but for now it didn't matter as you understood that the demons like you also lost someone dear to them because of the angels.

"I hope you're willing to fight at our side. I understand that this might be a huge change for you since you like other humans were misled by the angels. Please, understand that we also need you.", he said as he stood back up, reaching down to you.

Whether they could console you or not. You appreciated that they tried as you yet again see how wrong those lies of the angels were. You understood that like you, those demons also lost things they thought were precious. You accepted their request as you want to atleast have answers and see if you can atleast find some peace with your lost.

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad? #whb asks #whb satan #whb beel #whb leviathan #whb mammon #whb sitri #whb zagan #whb andrealphus #whb lucifer

[thereisnolumos]

I can't decide between 4, 6 or 7 which is the worse ron. Honestly can't. 6th year ron strings Hermione along knowing they like each other, but purposely goes for Lavender. Than gets annoyed with Lavender by the end, and instead of dumping her he says Hermione's name. All while getting annoyed with Hermione for going out with that Cormac guy. 4th year he gets jealous that Harry is in a life or death situation and abandons him, ruins Hermione's first dance and date. Used Hermione as a last resort for a date to the yule ball, and got annoyed with her when she already had a date and assumed no one asked her. Or 7th year, made promise to stick with Harry during Horcrux hunting but fucked off when it got too hard. Got jealous of Hermione and Harry, only liked Hermione as a sorta prize to be won to prove he was better than Harry, than came back like everything is ok with a bullshit apology.

Ron gets progressively worse the older he gets

He treats Hermione like shit from the beginning, when they become “friends” he always treats her as if her time and attention is owed to him, like she’s supposed to always be there. It starts small with “Hermione will always give me homework to copy” and progresses to “She’ll be available for the Ball when every other girl will reject me” and “She’ll wait for me to want her in a relationships” as he ages.

Also, Ron is the epitome of “weaponized incompetence” and it’s infuriating to me how many times he uses it to get Hermione to do smth for him/instead of him.

Ron is extremely jealous of EVERYONE around him. And this trait gets progressively worse with his age too. In book 1 he is envious of Harry’s new broom, but he’s still capable to be happy for him as well. By book 4 he looses all traces of empathy and compassion and is envious of smth Harry 1) clearly had nothing to do with and everyone with brain would be able to tell, 2) could literally result in his death and it was stated EXPLICITLY many times. But all he sees is “Harry is the center of attention again” and treats him like shit for it. Not once was Harry ever happy or seeking for any sort of fame or recognition, especially considering WHAT he’s famous for.

Also in Book 4 he’s angry and feeling betrayed by Hermione HAVING A GOOD TIME. He’s threatened by someone else being in her life at all, someone she clearly likes and interested in. Because how could it be, that she dares to spend time with anyone else! The traitor! Honestly, I would’ve punched him square in the face for the shit he poured on her at the Yule Ball.

I consider him “sticking with Harry” in book 5 to be 1) I just screwed up, I can’t again or this time it’ll be for good and I can’t manage on my own bcs I’m that useless, plus 2) it’s us against the world! Harry is finally on the other side of famous and it’s so cool. Maybe not entirely conscious on his part, but I do believe these were the reasons for him, similar as they were in Book 2

In book 6 he’s truly shown to grow into a misogynistic asshole. He slut shames his sister for kissing a boy (if I recall he started doing it in Book 5, bit in 6 he’s off the rails with it), he once again shames and guilts Hermione for being asked out by someone else, he uses Lavender to get back at her (Lavander deserved so much better from the narrative overall, but we already established that JKR hated women). And he treats Lavander like shit through all of it! Ronald Weasley is the asshole of a first boyfriend that you drag through mud with your girlfriends for years to come because he was THAT HORRIBLE

And then the ultimate abandonment in book 7… if the writer would be even slightly better, he wouldn’t have returned and these would be a good arc of “not all friendship survives the hardships, or even just time. Not all friends will be with you forever”. Which is an important message for young people, because everyone always believe that they’ll be best friends forever for the entire life but it so rarely works. And it’s normal, that it doesn’t. There doesn’t have to be a grand betrayal or falling out, sometimes your paths just lead you to very different places. Ron didn’t betray them in the sense that Peter betrayed the Marauders (which we still don’t have any real reason for by the way. She just wrote that it happened with NOTHING supporting it backing up that plot), he didn’t switch sides. He just left. Because while Harry and Hermione understood the reality and graveness of war and their situation, Ron still treated it as “an adventure”, he “played in war” if you will. Many like to claim that “it was all the horcrux that he was wearing! It made him feel this and say this!” - both Hermione and Harry wore it too. Even longer than Ron, who didn’t wear it while his wounds healed. The horcrux didn’t put these thoughts in his head, it played off of what was already there. Did it exhilarate and magnified it? Yes, of course. But it was all already in his mind before he ever put the locket on. All of these thoughts and tendencies could’ve been found throughout all other books. And that’s why I never bought into his return, it didn’t feel organic with the rest of the story. It made no sense. She put it there simply bcs she decided that “trio must remain” and that Hermione will end up with him, for some reason that is beyond my understanding

#harry potter #anti romione #anti ron weasley #anti ron #ron bashing #ron weasley bashing #anti jkr #I’m always amazed at how close this woman constantly was to a good story and good writing #and each and every time she backpedaled into the shot show that we got

[dia-souls]

💔-Mukami brothers headcanons Yui escaping with her lover-💔

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📓 Ruki Mukami 📓

Ruki already have major trust issue against women it takes a lot of effort to cross his boundary especially if you are women but Yui did and when he opened his heart to her but what she did left him stunned.

Ruki felt hurt and betrayed upon Yui's escape he felt as if he had made a big mistake in judging her.

Ruki felt panaroid as soon as he found out that Yui has ran away as all of his trauma started when his own mother ran from his father.

Ruki feels betrayed by her action as he felt bad because he knows that she is aware of his past yet she decided to throw such shade on his face.

Ruki will no doubt will hunt Yui down when he does find her that's when he felt his blood boil.

Ruki felt as if the past has repeated and he is again putted in a position where once his father stood.

It doesn't matter if there are in a relationship or not Yui belongs to him she is his eve and his alone.

Ruki will lose his calm in such moments beacause this situation reminds him too much of his past.

Ruki felt a lot of rage building inside of him he will immediately eliminate Yui's new lover and will make sure he stays dead.

After killing Yui's lover Ruki will turn to Yui his eyes cold as ice. His eyes are red when he saw Yui because he imagine her as his traterous mother who claimed to love him yet left him for another man.

Yui can only look at him fearfully as this heavy silence settled between them he doesn't say anything to her yet Yui is aware that something terrible awaits her.

Ruki will than drag her back to his mansion and will throw her in the dungeon she will chained to wall of dungeon. He will whip and hit her brutally he is literally hitting whip here and there he doesn't care where it hits.

Yui will loes her consciousness because of his hitting. That's when Ruki stops.

Ruki eventhough is right now is filled with anger and rage yet he is smart he will again gain his composure.

When he does come back to senses he decides it's best that he doesn't meet her for few days because he knows he will surely do something he might regret later.

In his eyes Yui now has the same place as his mother he will treat her worst after this incident and he will make sure that he doesn't meet same end as his father and will become more protective and possessive of Yui.

Ruki will make sure she never think of leaving him by marking her body with his marks.

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🎤 Kou Mukami 🎤

Kou will be super confused upon noticing Yui's dissappearance because according to him their relationship was going fine.

Kou doesn't know what to do and how to find Yui at first he didn't want to find her since he thinks it's her loss not his she should regret not him.

Kou's brother will help him find Yui when he asked them he misses her too much and can't bear this sadness he feels without her he feels empty from inside.

Kou was actually lookig forward to see her completely forgetting that she escaped him he was willing to let it slide.

The moment he saw her he hugged her cheerfully because at that point he realized how much he need Yui in his life.

The moment his eyes met with her lover that's when he start to get angry.

Kou will yell at both of them and demand an explanation while grabbing her lover by his collar he will mumble alot of threats to him.

Yui will be ignored since Kou is busy threatening and scaring Yui's lovers.

Kou feels betrayed and he is so angry that he is the one feeling all this emotion and not Yui.

He wants to act unaffected yet his emotions aren't letting him to be cold.

Kou will surely beat her lover in fit of rage and anger.

Kou after dealing with Yui's lover will drag her ass back to the mansion while degrading her making her feel like a useless and shallow thing.

Kou will also call her all sorts of name. His behaviour will also get more worst he lashes at her at every given opportunity.

Yui's cheating hurted him a lot that the reason he always gets angry and grumpy he can't accept this fact that he is rejected.

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🍅 Yuma Mukami 🍅

Yuma was so sad upon her betrayal as he thought that there was a spark between him and Yui.

Yuma feels betrayed because he actually imagined him and Yui having a family only for Yui to ran away and throw it on his face.

Yuma will immediately set on finding her since he want answers he want to know why Yui did this!? Why did she left him?!

The moment he saw her with other guy he snapped he just feels so angry his blood start boiling he immediately grab the guy by his collar and started cussing at him.

Yui will literally back away with fear since Yuma looked scary and he already has tall frame and seeing him like this scared her.

Yuma will actually get physical with Yui's lover because the guy has stole what belongs to him, his sow and his women.

He won't hesitate to hit the guy no matter how much Yui beg for him to stop it doesn't matter if he dies or not.

He will lash out on Yui it feels as if Yui was committed to him eventhough she isn't.

Yuma will take her back to mansion and will suck her blood Yui actually have destroyed Yuma's dreams.

Yuma will actually try to force her to have his kids since he thinks that kids will tie her to him.

Yuma really believe that theory that having kids can actually flourish love between parents.

Yuma among all boys is the only one who still tries to make Yui fall for him eventhough his ways of doing it wrong.

Yui won't be given the right to say anything in the matter she has lost that right by betraying him.

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🗡 Azusa Mukami 🗡

Azusa will be so pained after he found out that Yui is nowhere in the mansion.

Azusa won't try to find her since he thinks that Yui doesn't like him anymore that's why his only Eve left him.

Because of this thinking he will harm himself, the cuts on his arms will get deeper and more scars will be present on his body.

Azusa will start imaging that Yui is beside him loving him and taking care of him.

His brothers will be worried and decided to step in they will help him by trying to track Yui.

Azusa won't stop them for tracking Yui because he himself misses her.

When he came to know that Yui has a new lover that's when he will be broken.

Azusa feels this emptiness inside of him he will walk up to Yui and will start telling her to stop this and to not leave him.

Azusa will get emotional with her which how much he cares about her he will also tell Yui not to hate him.

Azusa might cry if Yui tell him that she doesn't want to be with him and seeing the way her lover tries to make him leave her will cause him major anxiety.

Azusa will continue to pursuade her only to be rejected continuously his brother will again step into the matter since they can't bear to see Azusa like this.

So big brother will help their younger baby brother and will do the dirty work for him and will abduct Yui while her lover will be killed off.

Azusa will be happy aswell as sad with this out come because he likes the fact that Yui is now with him and won't leave her. He will be sad because Yui still rejects his advances but he is still happy because he get to be with his Eve and love.

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#diabolik lovers #dialovers #yui komori #komori yui #ruki mukami #mukami ruki #kou mukami #mukami kou #yuma mukami #mukami yuma #azusa mukami #mukami azusa #mukami brothers #diabolik lovers headcanons

[kieran-granola]

For this next campfire, have a mini-ficlet! This one is a Star Wars AU that would be a sort of enemies to lovers feat Sith Tim Drake and Jedi Rebel Jason Todd, if I had the inspiration to flesh it out.

(here on AO3)

"The Force raised me from slavery to fight for true freedom and justice. Not for the fucking parody of it that Senator Wayne forced upon us. Open your eyes, you're nothing and no one. Just a useless fucking minion. And soon, you'll be dead."

Tim remembers every inflection of Jason's voice on that sentence. Every harsh consonant. He remembers the anger in Jason's gaze, like that traitor had any right to feel fury when he was the one who betrayed their Lord and slit Tim's throat on his way out of their compound.

Tim remembers, because despite Jason's predictions, he survived. And after all these years of training, the long months he spent years executing Order 66 and hoping that Jason would be his next target... he's finally right where he wants to be: holding Jason pinned to a wall with a force-choke, Jason's saber hilt on the other side of the room, and the Force crackling between them.

"How does it feels to be at the mercy of nothing and no one?" He asks, venom acidic on his tongue.

He won't kill Jason—he can't, he has to bring him to Bruce in chains—but that doesn't mean he doesn't get to play with him first. And oh, how he's planning to play.

He's going to take his time torturing him. He'll make him scream, and repay him for the scar at his throat tenfold. And when Jason is broken, desperate, and begging for mercy, he'll rip the Kyber crystal out of his lightsaber and crush it under his heel.

That's his plan, at least... Except before he can do anything to him, Jason shanks him.

No finesse, no Jedi tricks, no lightsabers. He just knifes him. That's enough to break his concentration and Jason falls back to the floor.

"I was wrong," Jason murmurs as he calls his saber back into his hand and braces himself for a proper fight, "but not for the reasons you think. You're not nothing—no one is nothing. But you could be so much more."

"What, like you?" Tim sneers, and the red light of his staff casts ugly shadows on his face as he attacks, heedless of his injury. "Outcast, hunted, alone... Is that supposed to be better, Jedi?"

"You could be free. Do you remember what that means, or are you so caught up in Wayne's game that you've forgotten the time when you didn't have to compete for a sliver of attention?" Jason hisses as their sabers meet with a loud buzz with every blow that he parries. "Face it, Drake. You've been replaced, and you know it."

"If I bring you b—"

"If you bring me back, will that make you the blood son? You may get a few months of glory, then you'll be forgotten again. Another discarded tool for the Empire."

"At least I'll have been useful!" Tim screams, separating his staff in two to attack again, harder, faster, meaner. "What good are you?"

"Come with me, and find out," Jason shouts back as he uses every trick in his book to counter Tim's blows. "The universe is bigger than you can imagine."

"And what?" Tim huffs a laugh, brittle and angry. "You're going to show it to me?"

"No. But I'll show who you serve now. And then I'll show you the people you could save instead."

#tim drake #jason todd #jaytim #star wars fusion #trope: enemies to lovers

[f1-disaster-bi]

Sometimes, when reading fanfics (quite frequently when it's your fanfics) feeling actually hit me. Like its not *pain*, but just angst running through me. Its what makes angst fun (and might make me sound weird)

This AU, is exactly what I love to read. And the way you build the backstory is just an immediate YES.

In my head, which you can ignore cause this is your story, The remaining pack after Lando leaves doesnt see the extend of what they did to Lando. They don't realise until Charles comes to them, and even then they don't fully believe it. Daniel is angry at the others, because they are the reason Lando left and felt useless. Daniel, who may or may not know about Lando's past. But do the others genuinly feel remorse after they did it? Or just when they realise the effect it had? So they get to know Lando's past?

Does Lando get back to his family? Do they manipulate him? Does he shut down and go fully into a bad bad headspace?

Again, your story, your ideas. I cannot wait to read the full version of your idea, its so so perfect and i wanna know everything💕

Sorry for only getting to this now! I moved countries Friday and have been settling in before I start apartment hunting!

But thank you so much for the kind words. I truly don't deserve them or any of you that read my little works! 🥺♥️

Yes!!!

Tha pack don't realise at first just how badly they fucked up with Lando. Except for Lewis, because he knows he shouldn't have yelled at Lando like that over an accident or growled at him. He saw how scared it made Lando and he still used a bit if his alpha voice to make Lando leave when he shouldn't have. They all know they need to apologise to Lando and plan on doing that, but they've no idea how badly everything they said and did effected Lando until Charles is yelling and Lando is missing and all that'd left are a few of his things that he couldn't bring with him. Charles is just sitting there, clutching a pillow because it smells like Lando and he can't believe Lando is gone

They absolutely feel genuine remorse and spend a lot of time searching for him and trying to text and call him to bring him back so they can make it right

Daniel is definetly angry. He is beyond pissed at them. He knows a little of Landos past, and knows how his parents made him feel. He can't even stay with the pack after he gets home because he's so mad and scared for his Lando

As for Lando....you guys might have to wait and see what happens to him while he's "away" 👀

#abo pack au #dando #daniel/lando

[attackfish]

More You Had One Job please?

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1. Zuko follows the Avatar north, catching up to him and his friends occasionally, always failing to capture him. Special import and focus must go to the time Zhao captures Aang, and Zuko must sneak into one of the most secure Fire Nation fortresses on the Earth Kingdom continent to break him out, and how this all ends with Zuko unconscious, and having to be rescued by the Avatar, who feels the need to talk at him about friendship. Zuko, who is a lot less tightly wound and afraid of failure, having spent the last three years succeeding at things and becoming a boy hero to his people, pretends to go back to sleep, and then makes his move, attempting to capture and again, who runs off into the swamp.

2. But nothing really materially changes until after the debacle at the North Pole, where Zhao gets himself killed by an angry fish spirit. Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy. But anyway, Zuko and Iroh escape the Northern Water Tribe fortress by the skin of their teeth and spend three weeks on the back of Zuko's increasingly large baby dragon, before landing in a resort town of all things, where they lick their wounds and charge the bill to Ozai. When he gets the bill, he will be furious, but then when isn't he?

3. And Ozai is furious. Not about the bill. He hasn't gotten that yet, but about the fact that Zuko hasn't actually captured the Avatar. Sure, he's always hated it when his son succeeded at a task he was supposed to fail at, but he has also gotten very used to enjoying the fruits of those successes, and in this case, Zuko found the Avatar, and then failed to capture him, which is the worst of all worlds, and now it's Ozai's problem, whereupon the vanished Avatar who wasn't getting up to any trouble, wasn't his problem before. So he sends out his much more competent and wonderful daughter, to collect her brother, so that he can't do anything else, and get them into even more trouble, and he never thought he'd want his son back in the Fire Nation, but please bring him back before he does something else.

4. But this isn't the same Azula who goes in canon to pick up her failure of a brother, who believes her father's favor and disfavor is right and deserved, thanks to her competence and her brother's utter incompetence. This is an Azula who has watched her brother achieve impossible success, while she is stuck at home, and her father is constantly talking about how wonderful she is, and how stupid and useless Zuko is, when he's out there conquering Ba Sing Se for them. It's really not possible for her to deny to herself that her brother is incredibly gifted, and that her favor and his disfavor are arbitrary, and she has no idea if she is actually going to succeed in capturing her brother. And she has no idea how her father is going to react to her failure. He might cast her off and decide she's as useless as Zuko, or he might completely ignore her failure, because his favor is arbitrary.

5. So she isn't all that surprised when she first fails to capture her brother and uncle, when they see through ber lies and escape. But the thing about that failure, is that part of what happens is that she has to make her goals public, and now everybody knows that her father wants her brother locked up, that he doesn't want him to continue hunting the Avatar and possibly capture him, he wants him in a prison cell. And the thing is, Zuko is practically a fire nation folk hero. He captured Omashu for them. He captured Ba Sing Se for them, he raised a dragon. He is nearly single-handedly responsible for conquering the Earth Kingdom for them, and he is responsible for the greatest string of Fire Nation military victories the world has ever seen. Ozai might not have realized that the rest of the world doesn't see his son the same way he does, but the rest of the world is noticing. And when push comes to shove, the rest of the Fire Nation is starting to think about which one of them they would support, Ozai, or Zuko.

#avatar the last airbender #zuko #uncle iroh #ozai #Azula #posts i created #do you want to ask a question it doesn't have to be a question #five headcanons #i ship iroh/tea #zuko is a dweeby little turtleduck #azula needs her own warning #noodle lord ozai #aang d'awww

[jiaoji]

The ghost of a past

Yu ZiYuan was having enough.

One week ago, YunmengJiang received a letter from GusuLan Clan, saying the Second Master was going to visit Wei WuXian after the bastard dared to invite an master from a main Clan family to her house.

The boy was annoyingly happy for it, laughing and speaking about that other boy like he was some desesperate slut to find a man. It was so disgusting that Yu ZiYuan couldn't even look at him, causing her punishments to increase and a bad familiar feeling on her stomach, a feeling that she felt every day, but seems to get stronger now.

When the week finally passed, a boat from GusuLan arrived at Lotus Pier with Second Child Lan. Wei WuXian already was advertised by her that if he make the Clan lose face, the consequences will be there for him. He said he understood and bowed at her, but she knows that doesn't matter what that son of a whore does, that menace will never find peace and wil always get a way to behave like he doesn't know his own place.

Jiang Cheng was trying to keep the boy in control, but failed miserably like every thing he does and making her even more angry and scream at him of how he wanted to be a Leader if he can't even control a stupid servant.

He and Second Master Lan were not around to her punish him, the other useless disciples said both of them are in the city, eating together. Without any will to be in there, she locked herself in the dorms for hours.

The afternoon came. Yu ZiYuan was out and even more angry than before, with the vision of Wei WuXian and Lan er Gongzi together in the lake he used to loitering around.

When Wei WuXian laughed and she looked for a second at the whole scene in front of her, she frozed.

A flashback stands out over the two: A ghost of a woman with white clothes smiling and swirling like a butterfly around a man in the purple robes of YunmengJiang, the man himself was looking at her with a relaxed position, and now, that bitch's son was laughing exactly like her mother when Jiang FengMian's servant was around.

She knew the servant quite a while, not enough to care to remember him. But CangSe Sanren always hunted Yu ZiYuan in a personal way, in a level that the slighest mention of her or her son was enough to get whip or a look full of rage.

And right now, Wei WuXian, part of her was right in front of Yu ZiYuan with all CangSe's essence.

Yu ZiYuan didn't last long looking at that familiar scene, "Wei WuXian!!!", she stormed at them with Zidian dropping sparks of lightning like a raging storm. Wei WuXian's smile drop immediatly as his body froze, before his face turn into some serious look.

Wei WuXian compliments her, "Yu furen."

Yu ZiYuan, "You i'll never learn, didn't you!? Go to the Hall right now!!", when Wei WuXian was about to go, Lan WangJi moved like he wanted to say something, but Wei WuXian smiled at him in front of Yu ZiYuan.

Wei WuXian, "It was a pleasure seeing you, Lan Zhan! Come back again, mn?"

Lan WangJi frowned but returned the invite with a short 'mn'.

Yu ZiYuan beated Wei WuXian quite too much more than he was able to bear, but even after hours kneeling on the Hall, he was still brighting like the full moon, smiling and recording how Lan WangJi was so boring and funny to tease. It was such a good idea invite him in front of his older brother!

He was even more happy to heard that Lan WangJi was sleeping in YunmengJiang for some day before returning, he would totally ask uncle Jiang to put the GusuLan boy on his room!

Meanwhile, in the Yu's dorms, Yu ZiYuan couldn't sleep well, with that earlier scene in her head. CangSe Sanren voice slowing turning into Wei WuXian's. The woman who took everything she was the right to have, in her eyes, left a piece of herself on Yu ZiYuan's house to do the same with her son.

She wouldn't let that happen.

#mdzs #modaozushi #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #anti yu ziyuan #yu ziyuan #madame yu #just wei wuxian acting like his mother when they are in love 🥺

[lifesver]

@meatriarch said: [ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 ] : sender forces the receiver to watch their loved one die.( ...thomas...... but could you imagine..... him making leland watch maria's last moments........ )

cw death gore bad times etc

they hadn't made the same mistake twice. wrists are forced high above his head, by tightly wound chain, bearing his dead-weight as his shoes scrabble for purchase inches over the basement floor.

he knows right away; she's barely conscious — so badly hurt — coming-to slowly as the man hauls her into the room with them. the man who had hurt her. had kept her down here with him, both of them. helplessly, he tries to get her attention. ❝ m-maria... — maria! h-hey — ❞ please, god, help us — his eyes meet hers for one petrifying second, around the man's imposing silhouette — you have to do something. you have to get the monster to turn around on you somehow, instead.

he swallows his fear. ❝ fucker, ❞ he shouts, at the towering man's back. ❝ come on! i pissed you off, right? i — i'm the one you wanna hurt, you fucking coward! ❞ leland throws himself against the restraints with force, but the hook suspending him doesn't budge. no matter how much he fights it, twists and writhes and makes his wrists raw.

❝ s — stay the fuck away from her! ❞

his voice resounds, loud and angry and desperate in the cold, red room. the man doesn't seem to pay him any mind, unphased by his attempts to provoke rage, annoyance, fucking anything. leland only has to watch, numbed in his terror, as the man lifts maria, kicking and fighting, until she hovers just over the needlepoint of the meat hook — and drops her.

her scream is wrenching. maybe they had both screamed, some sickening, heart-rending sound.

he doesn't know when he'd started crying, hot tears peeling down the blood and dirt on his cheeks. the man watches her, and then goes for something on the table. the already-bloodied power tool roars to life, makes him flinch outright. his eyes are caught on the spinning chain, moving across the teeth, revving monstrously. the whirring blade being turned to maria and —

how quickly he flips the switch. how quickly anger falls to blind panic, to sick dread. do something, say something, you have to get his attention you have to make him fucking stop — ❝ n-no, s-stop — just fucking stop, please — maria— ❞ eyes flash between them, and he's barely able to get the words out, barely able to breathe.

❝ p— please, please you don't have to do this — ❞ he can feel his voice going hoarse, frayed, as he addresses their captor, now. ❝ t — take me instead — i — i'll do anything — ❞ he devolves into a string of pleas, meaningless, pointless, devastated. i won't tell anyone, i'll do anything you want, don't do this. something deep down and cold is screaming in him — there's nothing these people want from them but to see them dead. to hunt them, to slaughter them like animals. and this is it, where he begs and it doesn't matter. where he would do anything in the world to trade places, and it doesn't matter.

— you're useless to her. you can't protect her. you can't save her. you're sorry. you're sorry. still begging the monster to change his mind, still struggling himself breathless, exhausted — and his eyes meet maria's just once more, hang there trapped. she looks back, and he swears for a moment there's calmness. for a moment there's no red-stained room. there's just maria, and him, on a sunny day, back at their college dorms. i'm here with you, i'm here with you i'm always going to be here with you —

and then nothing. static. screaming. his hearing goes out, he can't look away. it's all pitchy white noise, a mind shattering on both sides. it's all just blood, spattering the walls, viscera, and the screaming — the fucking screaming. the walls are already red under these lights. the red that touches everything. it's her shoes kicking out in open air, and the horrific stillness that follows, even as the chainsaw continues to grind through her. bones, muscle, cartilage — his mind disconnects; the only one left screaming is him, but he's far under the surface, so shocked out of his own body. he's watching something horrific happen to two strangers, their grief, and fear, behind a sheet of glass.

he's vaguely aware he's still sobbing her name, incoherently scraping his throat. it stings of bile and abuse and he's crying. he's been crying. he's dropped his weight onto his wrists, head bowed between his trembling shoulders, so he can look anywhere else. at his own blood pooling beneath him on the floor. at the specks in the concrete. you failed her. you failed her — whispering, choking on it, i'm sorry. i'm so sorry. i'm so— he finds where he'd lost his rage, then. it shakes out of him, volcanic. he quakes with it, ragged and broken and so quiet;

❝ — i — i'll kill you. i — i'll fucking kill you, i swear to god — ❞

#monster of a draft i'll tell u that #thanks renee im hitting every stage of grief #anyway.. .leland trying to provoke thomas and it didn't help maria and it sure isn't gonna help him. like beloved you're dying next #meatriarch #( ☆ ) ⸻ THE FILM WHICH YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE... / ic. #( ☆ ) ⸻ CH. 1 / verse.

[cherry-queens-blog]

With this story your a 10 year old girl who's in a abusive home but you get taken in by gyutaro.

Warning: foul language, abuse, violence, death.

COME WITH ME

It was a hot day and mother was fighting with father again. You weren't really ever aloud inside unless it was dark out and time for bed. Your parents always argued about you, they both really hated you and you never knew why. They always said pretty hurtful things to you like, how they can't sell you because you weren't worth anything and no man wants an ugly disgraceful female. You had nothing in life and it hurt, it hurt more then anything. While outside you take a scroll to your favorite spot by a small creek to put your feet in the cold flowing water and to pick some little flowers that grew right beside it. You would put these beautiful flowers in your hair even though it didn't take the pain away but it did make you feel a little happy at least and it was better then being with your family of course. You decide to pick one last flower for the day when a pretty stone catches your eye. You pick it up holding it in your tiny hands studying the nice colors that decorated this pretty rock. Green, and blue swirled around it and you loved it, it made you feel happy and at peace for once in your life. You put it in your pocket as the sun starts to go down and night starts to set in, it was getting late so you needed to head home. Once you got back home your dad seemed to have been drinking again with a beer bottle in his hand mumbling to himself and was more angry then he was earlier. He sees you walking up and slams the bottle on the ground shattering the glass into pieces, his action made you jump and he starts approaching you.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN! YOU STUPID CHILD"

He yells. You pull the stone out of your pocket looking down at the ground holding the rock close to you. Gyutaro was out and about at the same moment hunting humans when he heard the man screaming at you and decides to head that way watching from a distance out of curiosity, listening to conversation word for word.

"What's in your hand? .. WHAT'S IN YOUR DAMN HAND?.. DON'T MAKE ME ASK YOU AGAIN Y/N."

He shouts once more but you don't respond, your scared to but it just made your fathers anger sky rocket more. He grabs your little hands and forces your fingers open and takes the rock from your hands and is infuriated with you.

"IS THIS WHAT WERE DOING NOW!! BRINGING HOME STUPID ROCKS, YOU WORTHLESS, GOOD FOR NOTHING, STUPID WENCH OF A CHILD! YOU SHOULD'VE NEVER BEEN BORN!, YOUR MOTHER SHOULD'VE KILLED YOU OR DONE A BETTER JOB AT GETTING RID OF YOU! "

He screams, his words cut you deep as tears built up in your eyes. Gyutaro felt nothing but absolute rage build up inside him after seeing how badly your father was treating you, it really reminded him of his past and he wanted to rip him to shreds but he couldn't, there were to many people around at the moment. Your father throws the rock as far as he could then grabs your hair and rips the flowers out pulling strands of your hair out with them then begins to hit you so violently leaving bruises on your arms, back, and face.

"INSIDE NOW YOU PATHETIC USELESS BITCH"

Tears flooded your eyes as you went inside, nobody did anything to help you either. They all just laughed at the situation which made gyutaro infuriated then goes off to find your stone for you. It takes a bit but he does find it and picks up the pretty stone you had found hours ago. Gyutaro takes it to his sister handing it over to her.

"Make this into a necklace"

He says to daki as she looks at him a bit confused.

"Why?"

She asks him and gyutaro begins to her everything he had heard and seen, every single detail of what had happened and how you reminded him of himself and his sister. Daki agrees as gyutaro heads back out now that nobody is around in your area. He needed to take you from this horrible family and have you stay with him and daki, he was going to slaughter them all for you and end all the abuse they put you through. Later on that night you wake up to the sound of glass shattering and loud banging and yelling coming from the front room, you only thought they were fighting again though and his yourself under your blanket, covering your ears trying to block out all the noise that was being made as your heart pounded. You were expecting them to come in any moment just to beat you again but, the noise stopped moments later and nobody came in to scream at you or even hit you. You felt confused and decided to get up out of bed heading to the front room but when you find wasn't at all what you were expecting as you only saw your dead parents being feasted on by a demon. You watched as he tore their insides out and chowed down on everything he pulled from their bodies. You felt nothing though, no fear nothing not even feeling bad that they died, you just stood their as they got eaten it was like your wish for them to be gone finally came true. Gyutaro turns his head and sees you though he was expecting fear to flood your face but it didn't? Why didn't it? He is sitting there hideous looking and eating your parents. He stands up with blood dripping from his mouth and walks over to you, crouching down in front of you, stabbing his sickles into the hard wooden floor. Without hesitation you hug him, you hug him as tightly as you possibly could as tears left your little eyes dripping down into his pale skin. He didn't expect this reaction but he accepted it.

"Thank you"

You mumble to him. He takes your arms lightly and has you let go of him and gyutaro has you look at him placing both hands on your bruised face and uses his thumbs to wipe away your tears.

"Come with me, me and my sister will both take care of you"

He says and you don't decline either you take his offer. Taking his hand you go with him back to the district where him and daki stayed taking you straight to daki. Daki fixes you up, doing your hair for you and heads out for a moment when gyutaro grabs the stone that daki turned into a necklace for you. He walks over to you bending down onto one knee, taking your tiny hand into his.

"Here"

He says as he places it into your hand closing it. When you open your hand you couldn't believe it, he found it for you.

"YOU FOUND IT! "

You shout as tears flood your adorable little eyes again but for once with a pretty little smile too that appeared on your face. Gyutaro puts it on you when daki comes back in with warm soup and a nice ice cold drink as well. You thank her receiving the food and drink from her hands. You sit with gyutaro on his lap as you eat when you ask him a question he wasn't expecting you to ask.

"Can I become a demon too? "

His face lights up in shock but, if you really want to be one how could he turn it down?.

"Do you want to? I'll warn you.. It is painful to turn"

He says. He let's you think about it while you eat your food but the thought of it being painful you weren't sure if you were truly ready for it or not since you have been tired of all the pain you had to go through for years, did you really want more of it so soon?. You finish your food setting down your bowl letting out a small sigh.

"I'll pass for now.. But I would like to be one once I'm ready, is that okay?"

Gyutaro nods agreeing with you and letting you know it's perfectly fine to wait. The days pass on and you were much happier living with them. Daki didn't have you do any work at all but when she got clients in she would send you underground where she kept hers and gyutaro food, she'd have gyutaro go down with you and you would play with him sharing laughs with each other. Daki took good care of you when gyutaro wasn't around but when he was he made sure you were always safe, he'd even read to you when it was time for bed or just tell you stories about how he killed people since it didn't bother you. Gyutaro did see you like his second sister and he loved you both equally.

#gyutaro demon slayer #gyutaro shabana #demon slayer #fan fiction #fanfic

[cosmik-homo]

Rolling off the body of his enemy, Haplo did not bother to try to stand. The chaodyn was dead.

Now he, too, could die and find peace, like so many others before him. The Labyrinth had won. He had fought it, though. Even to the end.

Haplo lay on the ground and let his life seep out of his body. He could have tried to heal himself, but that would have required effort, movement, more pain. He didn't want to move. He didn't want to hurt anymore. He yawned, feeling sleepy. It was pleasant to lie here and know that soon he wouldn't have to fight ever again.

A low whining sound caused him to open his eyes, not so much in fear as in irritation that he wasn't going to be allowed to die in peace. Turning his head slightly, he saw a dog. So that Was the black furry thing that had attacked the chaodyn. Where had it come from? Presumably it had been out in the prairie, perhaps hunting, and had come to his aid.

The dog crouched on its belly, head between its paws. Seeing Haplo looking at it, the dog whined again and, dragging itself forward, made an attempt to lick the man's hand. It was then that Haplo saw the dog was hurt.

Blood flowed from a deep gash in the animal's body. Haplo recalled vaguely hearing its cry and the whimper when it fell. The dog was staring at him hopefully, expecting-as dogs do- that this human would care for it and make the terrible pain it was suffering go away.

"I'm sorry," Haplo mumbled drowsily. "I can't help you. I can't even help myself."

The dog, at the sound of the man's voice, feebly wagged its bushy tail and continued to regard him with complete, trusting faith.

"Go off and die somewhere else!" Haplo made an abrupt, angry gesture. Pain tore through his body, and he cried out in agony. The dog gave a small bark, and Haplo felt a soft muzzle nudge his hand. Hurt as it was, the animal was offering him sympathy.

And then Haplo, glancing over half-irritably, half-comforted, saw that the injured dog was struggling to rise to its feet. Standing unsteadily, the dog fixed its gaze on the line of trees behind them. It licked Haplo's hand once more, then set off, limping feebly, for the forest.

It had misunderstood Haplo's gesture. It was going to try to go for help-help for him.

The dog didn't get very far. Whimpering, it managed to take two or three faltering steps before it collapsed. Pausing a moment to rest, the animal tried again.

"Stop it!" Haplo whispered. "Stop it! It's not worth it!" The animal, not understanding, turned its head and looked at the man as if to say, "Be patient. I can't go very fast but I won't let you down."

Selflessness, compassion, pity-these are not considered by the Patryns to be virtues. They are faults belonging to lesser races who cover for these inherent weaknesses by exalting them. Haplo was not flawed. Ruthless, defiant, burning with hatred, he'd fought and battled his way through the Labyrinth, solitary and alone. He had never asked for help. He had never offered it. And he had survived, where many others had fallen. Until now.

"You're a coward," he said to himself. "This dumb animal has the courage to fight to live, and you give up. What's more, you will die owing. Die with a debt on your soul, for, like it or not, that dog saved your life."

No tender feeling caused Haplo to reach across with his right hand and grasp his useless left. It was shame and pride that drove him.

"Come here!" he commanded the dog.

Girl ur so full of so very much. For instance depth and also lying

#long post #Posting anout it isnt enough #LOOK AT MY BLORBO BOY.

[nocturnalswarehouse]

Oh, well, hello there. I would like very much if you would tell me more about Adi.

Can I get a: 8, 11, 21, and 24, por favor? <3

For my biggest fan? Always XD

8. Who is your OC’s greatest enemy/rival? Why? Is the feeling mutual?

Adi's biggest rival? Currently, it's Mercer. He's unkind to her, and she has a feeling that he's got some sort of bigger plan in the works.

Although, she's not the biggest fan of Maven Black-Briar...

11. Tell me a random useless fact about your OC.

She hates mornings. Like REALLY hates them. Bryn is such a morning person, and that's one thing that bugs her. He'll get up at 6AM, ready to start the day and she won't want to get out of bed until 11 at least.

Bonus fact: she likes kids, but can't do babies. Never knows what to do with them. Adi doesn't want kids of her own but is happy to be the fun aunt in the future.

21. What sets your OC off? What will make them go from a docile little lamb to a rampaging, fire-breathing dragon?

When someone's being obnoxious in like,,, an offensive or annoying way (I mean, Bryn's obnoxious but it's joking and she's used to it so that doesn't set her off). She's also set off when someone hurts the people she loves.

Maul has first-hand experience with Adi's gotten so angry she's blacked out.

24. What is your OC’s favourite food? Can they cook it? Where do they get their food? (And most importantly, do you feed your OCs enough? Don’t forget to throw them a meal once in a while.)

First of all, the question in the brackets is a yes. It's just not onscreen all the time XD

Adi will eat pretty much anything, but venison stew is her favourite. She can absolutely cook it! Although Bryn enjoys cooking more than she does, so he does it more.

Adi got her food from hunting, taverns, and Lydia for about a decade due to the whole Dragonborn thing but now gets it mainly from the Ragged Flagon, the Bee and the Barb, or when Brynjolf makes it in the cooking pot in the Cistern.

#oc questions #brynjolf x oc #brynjolf #the thieves guild #brynjolf fanfiction #the thieves guild main quest #riften #fanfiction #the dark brotherhood #tes: skyrim #skyrim #please send in more asks :)

[wiredupclown]

ennard  was  always  kept  a  secret  when  it  came  to  the  funtime  animatronics  .   you  didn't  want  to  show  your  hand  too  early  now  did  you  ?   the  ballerina  along  with  circus  baby  are  some  of  the  minds  behind  their  grand  plan  to  escape  to  go  out   &*   be  a  part  of  the  world  .   it  did  not  matter  if  their  programming  went  rogue  .   they  were  built  for  parties   &*   children   .  .  .  —   not  free  roaming  out  there  .   but  it  did  not  matter  .   they  were  going  to  do  it  .   they wanted to be free .  they  just  needed  a  little  more  practice  .   ballora  practically  glides  as  she  walks  over  assessing  the  dead  night  guard  .   emotions  are  odd  for  animatronics  to  feel  .   but  they  were  special  in  that  way  .   connecting  more  with  the  humans  than  they  should  have  .  

though  as  she  looks  down  upon  the  guard  ,   she  feels  not  pity  that  he  is  no  longer  alive  ,   that  could  be  fixed  ,   but  more  pity  that  he  was  useless  to  them  now  .   there's  a  smile  painted  upon  her  features  that  will  never  go  ,   but  believe  her  ,   inside  she  is  angry  .   angry  that  they  have  to  continue  to  wait  .   that  they  are  still  so  far  from  their  plan  despite  being  so  close  .    ‘  you  will  not  go  for  him  .  ’    such  a  stern  statement  is  oddly  sung  through  her  voice  box  ,    ‘  circus  baby  will  get  him  ready  for  us  .   you  cannot  do  it  .  ’    as  the  oldest  looking  animatronic  out  of  them  all  ,   she  has  assumed  a  more  authoritative  position  .   motherly  figure  if  you  will  .    ‘  she  will  not  fail  us  .  ’

@khalaesi cont.

Their peculiar fascination with body remained strong as all focus well upon certain sections of the extremely unfortunate staff member. One finger had been pointed at each area before stopping at the man's face. They, personally, were in tatters. Torn apart and nothing but exposed wires. Something was needed to fix what little was remaining as the purposeful design to be deceptively human was now starting to fall apart. Sections of the man's skin could be useful for that. Parts removed and poorly stitched together using the fake skin over the face plate which now was tearing apart. But during Ennard's strong fixation on simply doing whatever they so desired: Ballora's voice was both heard and the tone clearly understood. And whilst a normal one would take the stern voice seriously: it was taken as a sign to continue being annoying.

" and why can't we? If we so desire to break out and hunt the worker down, we will." It was a rather calm tone that came from their voice box however parts brought up a hint of annoyance. To be hidden away for so long left the animatronic to start forgetting how acting as a group functioned. They wanted out and to be fixed, the others were slowly being viewed as unimportant. A section of skin had been removed harshly before being poorly wrapped around an area of exposed wire endoskeleton. It was nothing more than a purely despite attempt at looking whole even if it would not fit correctly or even stay on at all. "And if your little plan fails and he finds a place to hide from us all? Then what? Do we accept that or am I then 'allowed' to chase the bastard? . . . what if we claim one area before hand . . . that will work, finally a good plan. Right Ballora?"

#` broken and torn apart ` in character #khalaesi

[retphienix]

So anyways how about a "I hunted 1 each and know absolutely nothing but here's my first impressions" post for the title update 2?

Flaming Espinas is really fun. He has a decent, if only just barely different moveset from the usual Espinas- but his ultimate moves are impressive and fun to play around so all in all I'd argue he's a more fun Espinas and that's nice. Doesn't feel like you're just fighting the same monster, and that's the whole point in a good sub-species.

Solid monster. Could be more different, but is different enough. Honestly, small differences sometimes do a lot more heavy lifting in making you fight differently anyway- so he wins out.

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Violet Mitzu is a step above. Their new moves are interesting, their new use of the environment with their flaming pools is interesting, and all in all they are just a solid and very different Mitzu fight.

Solid monster, is VERY different if my one(1) hunt is to be believed (subject to change after I farm their crowns lol), nice. Probably the most interesting overall because of just how differently the fight flows, but that's 1 hunt deep.

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Risen Chameleos is, honestly, pretty much just "What if Chameleos was mad" and that's enough.

He revamps some old moves, he adds some new moves meant to counter common safe spots.

The worst I can say, and I mean it when I say it, is while I can't quantify what I expected- I expected more.

Like something in me said "Risen Chameleos is going to be next level" And because of those vague and lofty expectations he ended up being the closest to a disappointment I can say this update mustered.

He isn't one, to be clear. But he's just "Par" just "Enough" of a ramp up on Chameleos to be appreciated. Nothing more. Nothing shiny. Just enough.

That said, I enjoyed hunting him and look forward to farming him for far too long. And I'm actually a big fan of the Risen stylings, the explosions, the rage mode, that stuff's pretty sick.

It's just that I found myself more intrigued with the other 2 monsters revamps to the formula than our first Risen.

Good hunt though! Like, I typed more for him than the others and it was all negative so this is like the least fair presentation I can give him tbh because he might be my favorite fight of the three because he hits like a truck and he's so much more aggressive than normal Chameleos.

Like, I ramble on lofty expectations, but this is Angry Chameleos, and it turns out hunting Angry Chameleos is pretty fun. So I stand by my experience, but I must emphasize that despite that experience I had fun and look forward to more.

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Gear was interesting this time around.

Chain Crit got renamed since it was misleadingly titled.

Flaming gave us a new skill that sounds interesting but not nearly as game defining as the last update's new toys.

It sounds fun though. You build up a bar by attacking, and once full you get one(1) free hit where you'll ignore all staggering and take highly reduced damage and EXPLODE. No idea how nice the explosion is, but just for the amusing mix of defense and offense I say that's nice.

Violet gave us what is either entirely useless or extremely fun defensive utility. It's basically defiance except you get Evasion and Guard instead of earplugs / tremor / wind.

If it's Evasion and Guard 5, that's actually pretty sick and I can definitely see people running it with defiance for some tanky fun.

If it's like, evasion 3 or something, that's still good- usable even- but eh. Depends what decos it pops up on (and if it even does).

Defiance was game changing, this one already isn't on par with that- but it *could* be nice alongside it. Neat!

Both also gave some weapons, nice slots, nice new options, no complaints beyond an aesthetic preference for regular Mitzu on most bladed weapons.

Chameleos is demonstrating how Risen monsters will probably play out. He has no new parts, but you're granted a Risegem for beating him and THAT is the unique part used in his gear and decos.

His gear is.

Well.

It might be meta defining for some people lol.

It PERFECTLY slots in (as in the correct armor pieces and everything) into making a mix set with Gold Rath that is busted but I'm getting ahead of myself.

His new skill is Buildup Boost which is basically Foray except, well you'll see.

Foray gives you great damage while the enemy is afflicted with a status, but BB gives you up to 20% more damage on every attack that procs status buildup.

The thing I was saying about Gold is that this sounds tailor made to work with Status Trigger- and guess what armor slots this perfectly folds into? lol

They literally mapped it so you can just run max Status Trigger, max Foray, max BB and that's without worrying about talismans or nothin'.

They knew what they were doing lol.

That'll be a fun build.

He also gave decos and stuff, some nice ones too, but ignoring the good ones, the most interesting was that Chameleos Blessing got a 1 slot deco so all those poison builds can run level 3 blessing without needing a gimped set.

All said, pretty fun.

Flaming is fun. Violet was a standout for being interesting. And Risen *IS* a more fun Chameleos hunt.

I feel like I was much more excited last update, but that's unfair to bring up since I'm a 3U baby so seeing Lucent again was mind-blowing.

These are 3 phenomenal hunts, while last update had like 3 phenomenal hunts (Silver and Lucent 100%, and like 85% Gold but I could just be being unfair so I'll count them- it IS the most fun I've had on Gold so they get a pass) and 1 complete dud that didn't deserve to come back if it wasn't going to revamp more of their moveset (Seething).

So it at the very least matches last update in quantity of quality, it's just that I was hyped about Lucent and rewarded for that hype so :P

Good stuff.

#RetPlays #Monster Hunter Rise #Monster Hunter #Monhun #Sunbreak #just first impressions made at fuckin' 5am hardly serious beyond that

[anna1306]

I have alittle bit of an angsty/comfort kinda request the poly! Lost boys. What if one night David and s/o got into a very heated argument, over them turning, they just don't feel ready to take such a huge step yet but David keeps insisting. That it's safer and etc. Meanwhile in the background Marko, Paul and Dwayne are trying to calm the situation. Trying to calm both sides down enough to calmly talk it out when David says (or calls them something up to you) absolutely horrible causing everyone to go quite, staring at him in shock. It takes David a couple of seconds to realize what he said but before he or any of the boys can do anything, their s/o teary eyed turns and leaves the cave. They only snap out of their shock when they hear their s/O's engine, driving back to their place. How would David make up for it? What would the three other boys do?

Wrong words

Poly!Lost Boys x Reader

Marko thought that they had lived through uneasy times already. That you came to terms with them being vampires and killing people and that's pretty much it. But now he wasn't so sure that it was fine.

"Maybe we can just have civilised talk." He offered quietly, but his words weren't heard.

"I just don't see why this is such a big deal to you, you are already ours, it's a time question." Yep, he definitely wasn't heard. David still said what he wanted.

"For me it is important, I don't want to go through it now. I have friends-humans, I have a lot to do as a human. Besides I don't think I am ready to... You know... Hunt someone." You sighed, still trying to act calm, even if that was hard with how anxious and emotional David became.

"We can try and search for another way of feeding when they are ready." Dwayne tried to get through to David too. But the so-called leader was too angry at this point.

"What did you expect when you learned the truth, us getting on a diet or that everything would magically turned in your favour?!" David just couldn't understand you and his emotions were getting the best of him.

"Of course not!" You sighed almost exasperatedly. "I just need more time, David, I don't want to become a vampire now."

"Time for what?!"

"I don't... I don't know." You looked to the side, seeing Paul, nervously smiling at you. "Look, I know that you just want to make sure I'm safe, but..."

"You don't know a damn thing." David growled, stepping to you. "What did I even expect from the person who doesn't know anything."

"David, maybe you want some weed and relax..." Tried Paul, but was shut up by only one glare from the platinum blonde.

"What? What do you mean..." You furrowed your brows, not understanding his point.

"I meant what I said!" David returned his look on you. "I don't understand why you reject us all so much, and you can't even explain it. You never can explain anything, because there is no reason for it."

"David, it's enough." Dwayne tried to stop him before he said anything else, but...

"You are just stupid little kid who wants everyone else to make decisions for you. But worse than that - you are spoiled little kid. Because as soon as this is something you don't like, you are suddenly against it. How does it feel - using us?"

"David, what the hell you are talking about?" You asked almost in whisper, not believing what you heard right now from your boyfriend. "I'm not using you, how can you say that?"

"Let's see. You are hanging out with us, we pay or steal for you, solve your problems and conflicts. And you can't even change for us, to be with us!"

"I would never use you!"

"LIAR!" You shunned from him, scared by his scream and a flash of yellow eyes. "You can't make a single fucking decision, you just using us but the minute something is wrong - you are out. You are nothing. No brain behind this eyes. Just stupid, useless little kid who doesn't deserve a single thing. Who constantly whine about everything and how "mama treated them badly". But the minute we are offering the salvation - you refuse, because you only want to whine more. Useless, whiny, hysterical shit!"

He lowered the volume of his voice to the end of his tyrade. But the scream wasn't necessary anymore. You were silent, maybe too silent. Even your heartbeat slowed down. David sighed and looked at you. Only when he saw tears in your eyes, he froze. Suddenly he realised what exactly he said.

Before he could say anything else or react - you were running to the exit. In a minute there was a roar of a car engine outside, slowly getting further. The cave was silent.

"I don't say that often, David. But you are a dick." Dwayne said coldly.

"I..."

"And you call us stupid?"Marko snorted. "Look what you've done."

"I didn't mean it!" David looked at the blonde strictly. "You know that I am worried for them. And I want to be sure that they are safe and with us!"

"And still you accused them and called them names!" Paul shook his head. Dwayne went to the exit.

"Where are you going?"

"After Y/N. They need someone by their side."

"I'm with you." David moved after Dwayne, but brunette turned to him and put hand out, stopping him. David had never seen that kind of glare from Dwayne. Not directed at him at least.

"No. You need to think. And think very good about what you have done and what you are going to do and say. They don't need you there now." He answered very strictly. Paul followed Dwayne, as Marko did too. They all left David alone with his thoughts.

***

You didn't remember the road. You just drove without any stops, just to get to your house. You didn't even remember how you went to your room, you just closed up the door and collapsed on the bed. You didn't want to cry hysterically, but something in your chest was tightening up and hurting.

You always tried to be of use. Since you were a kid your mom constantly told you you weren't helping and she better do it herself, so you wouldn't ruin anything. She didn't give you a choice, she always decided for you. And now, when you finally separated from her, you wanted to decide for yourself, to live freely. It wasn't fast process, but you were trying to be more involved in your own life. You thought boys understood that.

You thought He understood that.

Apparently you were wrong. Maybe he was right... Maybe you were useless, not good and using them? They both were right? David and your mother?

You looked at the ceiling with an empty look, completely exhausted. You didn't know what to do anymore. You were so tired...

"I don't like how you feel." You looked to the side to see Dwayne. He was at your window, only crawled inside, but not daring to go further.

"It will be easier to say that you don't like me, you wouldn't miss the point." You mumbled, watching him slowly coming to you. He sighed, sitting on your bed and looking at you.

"David is a douchebag, it's not news. But what I don't want you to do - lay here and pity yourself or doubt yourself or think about yourself any less than it is."

"What if he's..."

"No 'what ifs'. David was wrong. Terribly wrong. And he regrets."

"It sure as hell didn't feel like it."

"Princex..." Dwayne sighed, putting his hand on your hair and caressing it. "He is sorry. He is impulsive and... Too afraid to lose you."

"You say that. Because you always know the right words. Because you always keep everything and everyone together. And I..." You sat and moved a bit away from him, leaning on a headboard. "Am I wrong? Should I really turn? Like... I love you all and I want to prove it, but I can't prove it enough. Maybe there is nothing for me left here and I just need to..."

"You don't need to obey us. Obey him. We can wait." Dwayne carefully said, not moving closer and giving you space.

"Obviously you can not."

"We can." You shivered, hearing sudden David's voice. You glanced at window, where he stood, Paul and Marko behind it, in the air. These shits didn't care for neighbours who could see them. "We need to talk."

"I thought you made yourself very clear." You mumbled gloomily. David moved to the bed, but you didn't react to it, looking away. You didn't know what else you had to say in this.

"I am worried, yes. I want you to be with us forever, yes. I don't want to take a chance of something happening to you in day, yes. But i chose the wrong words and let emotions take the worst of me." David slowly took your hand. Even if you still refused to look at him, your heart shuddered. "Kitten, I can wait. I just want to be sure that you will be okay and won't leave us."

"I would never, you know that! How many more times should I prove myself?!" You looked at him almost angrily. David was silent for a minute and kissed your wrist.

"You proved yourself enough. Now let me prove myself. I was rude and a bit... Angry. So I invite you to spend a night with me. Only you and me. To talk, to relax. Your favourite food, places, you name it. Let me make it up to you." You looked at him. He was sincere, you could be sure of it, but still. His words while weren't offensive in general, were offensive to you. And he knew that it would hurt you deeply. One date night couldn't simply erase your feelings and make everything better.

"I want you to understand me and my point of view. My opinion. I am alive person, I am not a pet that is going to blindly follow you and listen!" You exclaimed, at which David sighed and nodded, lowering his gaze on your hands, locked together.

"I promise I will. Will you accept me and my offer at a date night?" You looked at him closely and sighed. It definitely was the time to make your own decisions.

"Yes. But! Without any of your powers. Normal night. Without hypnosis on shop owners and waiters. Without powers and flights. Deal?" David froze for a moment, but smiled.

"For you - anything." You smiled weakly back, when you heard cooing from the window. For a hot minute you forgot you weren't alone there.

"David, how romantic! I didn't know you had that in you!" Paul grinned, closing window behind him. His hands were full of snacks, while Marko held drinks. You guessed that was the reason why they were the last one at your house.

"One more word, and you are going to sleep at the attic alone." David warned pouting Paul and winked at you, making you giggle. Maybe you would really figure it out.

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[aka-indulgence]

I love the way you write robo-skiders inner thoughts 🥺 crazy robot monster breaking out of his programming and finding love, for better or for worse... could we maybe get pov of his thought process after he killed for her?? 🥺🥺

Since you asked so nicely uwu

Takes place right after the scene where you go into the vents.

ALSO kinda inspired by this fanart by black wolf spirit ‘w’

(Warning: mild gore, blood, yknow, stuff S4-N5 likes)

It'd take a while for Sans to cool down after he just barely misses you. If you were there to see, how he expresses himself through body language and scratching the walls, you'd think he was angry because of his blood thirst.

After he stands for a while, covering his eyes (after observing it from the humans), he pulls his hands down... seeing the red staining his claws.

And he...

Gets a sense of calm at seeing the traces of violence. He turns his hand, as if he was fascinated by the blood, flexing his fingers.

...

that felt good.

He doesn't have human morals. The only reason he served humans this long was because he was told to. Maybe if they treated him better he would've valued their lives, but no. That only made his coding restricting rather than help him really internalize "Helping human=good". The only human life on the ship that truly matters to him is yours.

He goes over the body of poor Mark... Sans doesn't even remember much of him. He remembers maybe that Mark once used him as a servant, telling him to grab a snack or drink from the cafeteria. Unfortunately he had to listen to him because Mark used a "it would really help me..." that made his protocols listen. Perhaps somewhat gratefully, Mark had thought Sans arriving at his door when he decided to leave his room (after Sans purposefully made it take too long) was too disturbing for him to try again. Of course... his clear desire to get Sans away from the living quarters certainly left him feeling less than pleasant.

He walks closer to Mark's body. He kicks it around, flopping him from face down to lying on his back. Sans smiles at the mangled torso, blood still fresh, body still somewhat warm... though quickly losing heat. His eyes glance to the side, at the useless gun laying on the floor.

He picks it up.

"not such a big boy after all, are you?" Sans teases, as the gun crumbles under his hands, letting it fall to the ground besides Mark. Can't let anyone else have a weapon... albeit useless against him.

Before his freedom, Sans had often wished for the crew member's untimely deaths, his rage building and building over time. Its such a release, now that he could give them just that.

He could kill them in less gruesome ways, even arguably more effective ways. Shutting of the air, using a tool in him as an impromptu gun or some other kind of long range weapon. But after the few human lives he's taken, he's found not only was he rageful enough to kill them... but he also enjoyed the action. Even now, his machines are whirring at the thought of chasing someone, and feeling their life drain from his own hands.

It's like what some humans would say, from his days researching human culture for you... some people would never find out what their hobbies would be before it was invented. And now without his restrictions, Sans found he loved the thrill of the hunt.

... Sans sighs, closing his eyes, moving away from the body.

Of course... he also loves you.

He opens his eyes again as he crawls to the window, remembering how much time you'd spend just looking out.

He touches the window, looking at his bloodied hand again.

... for a moment, a memory flashes into him, automatically pulled from his drive. From when his hands were still clean, and the few moments where a situation gave you the chance to touch his hand. He remembers your smile... he has so many pictures of you smiling at him saved in his drive. It brought him... joy, whenever he looked at them again. Exactly the same as it was in that moment, like he really was reliving the moment.

You ran away from him. You were smart... you knew something was wrong. As soon as he took control of the ship, he had pinpointed your location on the ship and ran to you as fast as he could. He was hoping you wouldn't think anything was different, but of course you did. He would have to think you were an idiot to not suspect anything... and he would never think that of you.

Nonetheless, he had chased you. You were his directive, after all. He was desperate to have you... and he'd be lying if he said he didn't get excited while he was chasing you.

Which... he could lie, now. He's enjoying all the things he couldn't do before, but most importantly... he can truly pursue you now. He can finally tell you how he feels about you, how he wanted to be with you.

(y/n)...

i love you.

He hears a door open.

"Oh finally, I-"

A woman in a lab coat stands in the doorway. The look of relief on her face was quickly changed to alarmed when she sees Sans. He can see her eyes darting, from his face, to his hands, to- ...

Possibly smears of red on the floor, with legs sticking out from a hallway.

She turns to run.

Sans' moment of reverie quickly washes away, and a desire for violence replaces it. His eyes glow brighter, and he gives chase.

#robo skider sans #he enjoys The Murder folks #and also wants to marry you and carry you to sleep #ask #thank you llama for this quality question #i wanted to write a little but got extra inspired :D #aka writing