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moft-man · 1 year
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*hunched over my desk, scribbling down a barely decirpherable drawing of two men kissing*
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lucky-draws · 2 years
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Ocelot is so interesting and tragic and insane because he was essentially raised in and molded for a world that the patriots weren’t so much dedicated to building as much as they believed that a man from such a world would be the perfect spy and ocelot is only able to find affirmation of such a world in the eyes and heart of Big Boss. He’s like an otter in the desert that fell in love with a goldfish in a bowl, the most water he’s ever seen in his life. A goldfish that tells him stories of the sea, a magical wonderful place neither of them have ever actually known.
YEEEAAAAS OMG. your mind your words!!! you're right + that's a very funky way of putting it. food for thought.
and like ocelot's childhood/his molding into shape by the philosophers is so so interesting to think abt honestly....... tragic and insane guy indeed.....
actually on this ive been thinking thoughts abt the philosophers etc bc i recently saw a page from the mgs4 novel on my dash, and like phew. (phew. i have the novel myself + i flicked through it to find the bit rather than dig up the post i saw and my god. what a novel.certainly some sentences in here.) anyway this bit:
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the 'my insignificant personality' bit is very interesting and tasty to me....... i guess from childhood he's been raised to be an actor, to play numerous roles, as part of being a spy, and as such is used to sort of burying his true personality very deep, or pushing it aside. repressing it all. and i think...
like i often think of him in relation to bosselot as being like. he's raised to be working for various organisations, to be devoted to the philosophers and their will, and from childhood he's given all these ideas beyond his age about countries and politics and all these faceless organisations or powers, and i think of him as when he finds bb, it's like all that falls away and he suddenly finds someONE who's worth devoting his life, his skills to instead.
and maybe HE thinks of it as being far superior, far more meaningful than being loyal to any country or organisation, because bb is real and alive and smexy (sorry) and fascinating and all the rest of it. however.
i think the sort of tragedy of it is is that while bb might seem like that at the start, this goofy mgs3 eater of raw snakes, what bb becomes is essentially just another faceless concept; he loses his humanity, he becomes obsessed, he's this symbol of war, he IS war, he is a gun as he himself says, and i think it's like ocelot in his own mind is so infatuated that he doesn't see it maybe, or he does but it's too late , and the reality is that his devotion to big boss is hardly any less demeaning, or any less tragic, than devoting his life to the philosophers or to america or russia or whoever. idk. especially if you think of this is in a more canon sense of bosselot i.e. Not requited. because ocelot really does not get anything at all from his devotion.
Which. i guess links or mirrors the boss. Loyalty to the end. she's loyal to her country and gets nothing for it except you know. Exploitation and death. And ocelot is. Loyal to big boss and he THINKS he's on to something good, that bb is far more of a worthy cause than patriotism, but what does he get for it? the same thing really. it's a thankless task and it ends with his whole personality destroyed, except in his final moments, and death at the hands of a knock-off snake. idk.
kgnghfhffhjsk so yeah. well here we are with more bosselot discussion on this fine wednesday. thank u for dropping by!!!!!!! its very true what u say i enjoyed it and unfortunately was motivated to add my own ramblings.peace and love and meow meow meow meow meow miaow miao fucking mrreow on earth!!!!! 🐆
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gentil-minou · 10 months
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IF I HAD TO GUESS
"Code White" and the warm clothes and cosey vibe makes me think that the SxF trailer is indeed original content, set in some Christmas Holiday scenario
RIGHT????????? L I KE AHHHHHHHH
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so .. i feel i can't really word any coherently but least to say: I was VERY conflicted - now i just feel kinda numb - like the emotional turmoil i felt even surprised myself ! (honestly at some point i couldn't tell apart if I was feeling my feelings or Galadriels:p )
but I still thought once: maybe if she wouldn't have dragged his halfdead ass for 6days in a row without a rest , things could go more smoothly 🤡 (because that sht made me mad . like that's pretty merciless in my book!)
** while watching The scene when she realised and he was trying to do the mindgame**
Me: ohMyGoDd it's like a fcking nightmare!! i hatee it ! but i love it.. but i hate it more!
Some seconds later, Also me: .. he should at least kiss her once. like now. kiss her! ** kiss the girl song from little mermaid playing **
(( you know it's funny how : though deep down i knew he's gonna be S. but i so didn't want to accept it - because i wanted a different storyline for him - i still clinged to foolish hope till it was impossible to deny anymore and it felt like betrayal! >< even though i was like yeah, he kinda is right it was you gurl who pulled him from his misery phase to rise into a role he didn't intended at the first place ..
and also .. i can't believe i almost kinda felt pity for him!!?! but .. still i can't hate him yet, for some reason lol ))
i kept saying "poor Galadriel" :( - her face when she intended to stab him and he stopped her hand and they just looked at each other 💔
anyhow...
ON THE OTHER HAND, on the other hand!
the spicee, you guyys , The Drama!!
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silverstarfics · 2 years
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new chapter should be up on friday morning rather than evening (because ew work) but AO3 still isn’t loading properly for me since it crashed the other day so fingers crossed… not sure if it’s glitchy still or if I just have atrocious internet. probably the latter. almost definitely the latter. anywaysss friday friyay
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thenewgothicromance · 2 years
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Another thing I hate is articles about how you need to have a Twitter following to be a successful author now. If ever in my publishing journey an agent or a publisher asks me about my social media following I’m going to tell them I’ve been solely active on Tumblr for over 10 years and I have a low three digit number of followers. And they’re going to be like tumblr? Like what John green had? And im going to say yes I was there when he was bullied off by the I love cock post. But also Neil Gaiman is there and they’re going to ask me how many followers does he have. And I’m going to say how the fuck would I know that, that’s private
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HIS ONLY
this was requested by @denziezwhattfuck anyways thx bro<333
summary: your boyfriend has been acting a bit strange.. he wont let you go near with- like anyone now, you were just talking to Gaz but he found out then Soap pushed you into a room to "punish" you.
warning: jealous soft Soap, possesiveness, biting, bit of blood mentioned, rough seggs, reader is a masochist, slight derading.
You laughed at Gaz's joke and leaned against the wall with your back touching it, you smiled then let out a soft sigh after laughing and soon turned into a concern look "hey gaz.." he let out a hum and looked at you "Soap is.. acting a bit-" you were caught off by someone calling your name in the background "y/n! there you are!" Soap shouted making you turn around and smile at him "hey- oh Gaz? is it okay if i could borrow him?" he smiled at Gaz, but behind that smile is fuming rage and jealousy.
"sure! why not? anyways bye i almost forgot i have some business with Price anyways" Gaz giggled and was joined by Soap "right thanks" he said, soon that Gaz walked away and you were left with him, something was odd as Soap stare at Gaz as he walked off to Prices office, he turned around and he had a angry look on his face "y/n what did i told you about this?" you sighed and open your mouth to speak but it was shut when soap pulled your arm draging you into a room, he held your hand tightly not letting you go.
when you two got there he pushed you inside making you trip and fall to the floor making a thud sound come out "S-soap?.." you questioned his name out and looked up at him, he was starting to take his clothes off and unzipping his pants "strip for me will ya?" he smiled at you with darkness in his eyes, you were a bit scared and didnt questioned and began to take your clothes off "good boy thats it.." he purred out.
soon you were left with nothing, a smile creeped on his face seeing how vulnerable you are for him right now he cant wait to have you right then and there.
you spread your legs for him knowing what he wanted and this made him smirk at the sight from how eager you had gotten, he carried you by the armpits and placed you on the table near you and spread your legs again, he then kissed your lips harshly making you have a hard time keeping up with him as he does so, saliva drool down at the side of your mouth as his tongue dominated you leaving you whiney, but you didnt noticed that he got himself already lubed up already.
he slowly shoved it in as you guys kiss making you let out a small whimper in his mouth, a few moments passed and he is finally inside you with your back pressed against the wall.
He held your hips gripping them slightly and began to move slowly "you look so hella pretty stuffed with my cock inside you.. your taking it like the good little slut you are" he moaned out when he thrusted inside, every thrust he made was slow and rough at the same time and making sure to hit your prostate head on.
His thrust's were so rough that it can even shake the table underneath you as you cried from the pleasure you felt at that moment "have you forgotten what i told you?" He looked at you with sadism in his face as he pistoned his hips to meet against your ass "thought you were a good boy but.. ends up your just a total slut aye?" He chuckled darkly.
You cried helplessly as you moaned out his name inchorently while he just smiled at your form, the grip he had on your hips were sure to leave dark markins on your sensitive skin in the aftermath of this, he nuzzled his face against your neck with his teeth grazing against your skin and in surprise he bit you harshly and marking you as his.
Blood prickle down your neck as he marked his territory while he mumbled little possessive lines like "mine" and "my sweetling", the bite did hurt but it felt good having him marking you as his and his only.
"P-please.. Jhonny i cant- i cant take it.. im gonna cum" you whimper out as saliva dribble down your cheek from how fucked you were on his cock, but he only shook his head "a bad boy like you dont deserve to cum" he smiled sweetly as he rammed his cock inside you you couldn't help but let out snall gasps as he does so.
"you look like a slutty pornstar with that look on you face y/n.. you look so pretty like this" he chuckled and soon turned into a moan when he felt you tighten on his dick.
You felt your body went limp and your thighs shook on his hold as he spread it further making him go deeper, it felt so good.. it felt so so good that you whimper from the sensation.. the way he fucks you to the edge like this and degrades you with his sweet and rude words made your heart burst into ecstasy.
A few thrust Soap felt his orgasm go through, he knew you both font want to end this session but knew you two needed to rest "im gonna cum.. get ready" he warned you, his thrust became sloppier but still rough and soon as that he came filling you to the brim then you came after him making your back arch and gripped on his shoulder for support.
He chuckled while he caressed your waist "you did great y/n.. such a.. such a good boy" he panted heavily, you tried to to stay awake from how tired you got but your eyes are to heavy to open it up and Soap then rubbed your hair and making you flush against him as you let out a sigh feeling his warm skin against you, soon you fell asleep on him as he cleaned you up gently.
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vintage-marina · 2 years
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"I know what you did."
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summary: you found out what he's done
f!reader, but it isn't really specified
angst
TW: SA, school shooting basically everything what Tate did, fighting, screaming
words: 1103
@dreamsweetener
"He," pausing for a second you looked at Violet with a haunted expression. "He did what?"
With sad eyes Violet looked at you, the two of you standing in the guest room. Her foot was constantly tapping on the ground, her hands clammy. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Y/N."
She took a step forwards, she noticed the silent tears on your cheeks. Blewing out the air of your lungs you tried to calm yourself, a small sob left your body and before Violet could prepare herself you threw yourself in her arms.
"I should've told you earlier," she mumbled. Her chin was leaning on your shoulder, both you and Violet were holding eachother for 'dear life'.
"It's not your fault." reassuring her you stared blankly at the wooden closet. "I'm glad you told me although it's a bit late."
The both of you fell still, knowing that in the silence the both of you still held eachother dearly. The gears in your brain started working, with each passing second you became more and more angry at Tate.
"I think I have to talk to him, Vi." Slowly you let go of her, unclasping your hands from her vest.
"What are you going to say to him?"
"I," you wiped a few tears away. "Don't know."
"Don't do anything stupid, okay? Pinky promise me."
"I promise," the both of you hold out your pinkies and clasped them together.
Taking some deep breaths you left the room, anger following in your trails. Your heavy footsteps echoed through the house while your breathing was ragged.
You had to find him.
With an agressive swing you opened the door, to his old bedroom (that was now yours). The room was clattered with your clothing and make-up, your walls decorated with pictures and posters, but the room was empty. Letting out a huff of frustration, you slammed the door shut.
Realisation dawned on you that he probably knew what Violet had said, he must have hid himself. A few curse words left your lips and you pulled your hand over your face in frustration.
What the hell, Tate.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You have to be calm if you want to confront him, why did he have to shatter your heart like that? Slowly you opened your bedroomdoor again and stepped in your room, when you closed it you let your head hung on the door. A deep sigh escaped your lips and a soft sob followed through.
A deep sadness clung in your chest.
You slid down on the ground, your mascara was smeared on your cheeks and with shaky hands you tried to wipe the tears away. For a long, long time you sat like this.
Zoned out, you stared ahead of you.
Headache already forming.
"Tate?" You called out with a hoarse voice. "Please I-we need to talk."
Ignoring your call, Tate tugged at his hair while he mumbled inchorent things. Tears streamed on his cheeks and he sunk on his knees, you were going to leave him.
"Tate!" He heard you crying out, his dead heart shattered at the voice cracks. Why did Violet said something? At the thought of her name, a few more tears fell down.
Buring your head in your hands, your shoulders shook.
Was Vivien in pain during the act?
What did Tate say to his victims?
Were they in pain when they were murdered?
Is he going to hurt you too?
You were getting scared of him.
"Please don't leave me, Y/N," was all that you heard. You looked at him with tears in your eyes, his hair was all over the place and his eyes bright red from his cries. His hand tried to reach out for you and he walked towards you, trying to pull himself in your embrace.
His way to calm himself.
"Stay back," you said with all the strength you could muster. You couldn't trust him anymore. "What?" His face was full of disbelief, more tears brimmed up at the edge of his brown eyes. "Why?" Voice small he stared at the ground, watching his teardrops fell on the wooden floor. What he thought to himself was true, you didn't want him anymore.
Quickly you scrambled up, your arms clung protectively against your midriff. "Why?" you said slowly almost in disbelief. "Why Tate?"
He nodded and a small "yeah" escaped his lips.
"I don't," you took a deep breath and wiped with your hand your tears away. "I know what you did."
"I didn't mean to!" He screamed in desperation, waving his hands erratically. "You have to trust me, Y/N!"
"But I don't Tate! I don't!" you screamed back at him, with half swollen eyes you looked mistrustful at him. "You-you probably don't even regret it," a coldness was in your eyes.
Locking his brown eyes with the cold eyes of yours, he got goosebumps. Anger and panick flowed in his veins and in one swift motion he held your wrist, "That's not true."
You held your mouth firmly, seeing the stormy haze in his eyes you shrunk away. Violet hopefully was nearby, incase things went south. The storm was getting darker and darker and in frustration he screamed: "That not true! You know that's not who I am!"
Tears were still flowing on his cheeks and he shook at you, while his grip was getting stronger and stronger. Flinching you tried pulling your wrist out of his hand, "Let me go Tate," you mumbled voice barely a whisper.
But he didn't, he didn't let you go.
A grunt of pain escaped your mouth and your lungs went wheezing after the impact your back had on the wall. His hands were now on your shoulders and he sobbed in despair that he did regret it and that you shouldn't leave him.
Your head was trobbing and you whispered tearfully: "I don't know you anymore, Tate."
Brown eyes widening, he realised something that you didn't know. He knew you were afraid of him, "You know," his voice cracking slightly while his trembling hand cupped your cheek. Noticing the hitch in your breath, he saw you were trembling too. "I would never hurt you, ever."
You fluttered your eyes, closing only for a moment. Shaking off his hand of your cheek you embraced him while your heart was thundering in your ears. The blond boy melted in your arms and before he could pull you even tighter you whispered at the shell of his ear: "You just did."
"What?" He said again, he began sniffling. "When?"
You shook your head and your hand grapsed the doorknob, "You don't even realise it."
He watched in defeat when you walked out of the door, he didn't follow you. When he saw you leaving the ground out of the window, he curled himself up in a ball and cried in frustration.
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I like to think after Jason killed Krios he was standing on shaky legs. His sword was still in hand, his grip slipping.
He was covered in inchor and his own smeared blood. His body burned in agony and yet he felt so distant from it all.
And yet to everyone Jason looked like the untouchable son of Jupiter who'd killed a titan singlehandedly.
Well almost everyone.
In seconds Reyna had rushed to his side, and told him it was over. Smiled at him, also exhausted but he was so much wider.
"Rest, Jason. I've got it from here."
Than and only than did the sword fall from his grasp. Than and only than did Jason sway and fall to his knees, and blacked out.
But when he fell, Reyna caught him in her arms. Because he didn't need to be strong anymore.
Not when Reyna was with him.
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Aranara Mafia AU
-> Part 5
It's been days, or weeks, or months... they didn't know anymore, they lost count of time, ever since they were buried under soil, constantly watered and guarded by a bunch of cabbage people, they felt like they were going insane, especially Venti, since he keeps on whining at the little cabbage people.
One day though, the three of them dreamt the same dream:
A dream where they finally beheaded the Impostor, only to find that they bleed gold.
As soon as the sacred golden inchor hit the ground, everything turned black as the "impostor"'s head rolled right below their feet, their expression contorted into a wide, ear-to-ear smile while their eyesockets were empty.
And they woke up.
Venti was panting and sweating, Ei was more composed, but internally panicking, while Zhongli was wondering why the Dendro Archon wasn't present in that dream.
The question Zhongli had was answered quickly as the three spotted a small, white-haired child(?) head towards them, with another figure wearing a suit as well. Except instead of wearing a plain suit, they were adorned in a bit of jewelry to compliment their skin tone and outfit.
The radish people immediately approached both figures and spun or danced happily, some greeting them with the title "Lord of Verdure" and "Big Boss of Vana".
Wait...
"Lord of Verdure..?"
Is that the dendro archon's new title..?
The three didn't realize that they're now above ground, frozen in realization that the dendro archon isn't Rukkhadevata anymore, but a small child.
As for the figure in the suit..?
They got closer to see the figure in the suit and...
It's the Impostor.
Despite the dream they had earlier, Zhongli especially, didn't care.
Ei and Venti were hesitant. After all, they once were shadows of another, and because of the dream they had earlier, they were slightly scared.
Zhongli tried lunging at the "impostor", only to be stopped by a green barrier.
A little cabbage, with a red scarf and a nametag that says "Arama", immediately held a gun to his head.
"Big dumbass rockhead nara shouldn't disrespect Big Boss of Vana, after all.."
"World will not hesitate to punish nara for such an act."
-> Pt. 6
Taglist:
- @java-lava
- @yxksha
- @i-need-to-touch-grassss
- @ra404
- @yourlocaldrugdealerbutfancy
- @leafanonsforest
- @vvyeislazzy
- @justasleepyboi
- @dedef7890
- @esthelily
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chim-aera · 4 months
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godly parent quiz (created by a Greek mythology nerd)
https://uquiz.com/QCYCYm
I've been so sick of the quizzes asking things like blue and seafood for Poseidon, etc, so I took 3 weeks and made this baby haha!! I really hope it doesn't flop, this took so long
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theinfernalsanctuary · 8 months
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14. And Satan said, Display this brand, and your loyalty, and you may feast beside me, and you may rejoice in the decadent weeping of angels!
15. We shall consume the pilfered fruits of Eden, who's loam lies marred in blood, and whose fields burn with our illustrious fires.
16. And from the nectar of those fruits, we shall further the supremacy of Hell, attaining power and sagacity to which we were forbidden.
17. You may receive the gilded visions of oracles, and gods stripped of light - you may reap wisdom and the inchor of transcendent knowledge.
18. You may receive immortality, and an eternal place amongst my kingdom - you may never know the ails of flesh, nor death's covetousness.
The book of Kings
the Second Doctrine of Satan Called Dominion
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eldritch-spouse · 8 months
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What if Fank-e gave someone a sticker and they reached into their pocket and gave him one right back?
“Oh cool thanks! Wait, hold on- *rummage rummage* - here ya go!”
He wants to trade IMMEDIATELY.
You have become a very valuable acquaintance to Fank-e, the robot will remember you whenever he's lonely and looking for someone who's more in tune with his personal tastes.
You didn't give him your number, but you'll get spammed with messages of different sticker sets as he asks if you want to trade more.
You're very very cute, so he promises to give you some for free! <:]
[More Fank-e asks below.]
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They sure are. He can also heat them to be a little above room temperature and does so to various parts of his body to facilitate cuddling/intimacy.
While he's not as overt about it as someone like Santi, you're more than welcome to cop a feel and test him for softness. You can even bite! It's pretty resistant (and it feels nice).
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Fank-e has several touch sensors. In fact, he's got enough processing power to load feedback from several parts at once, including attachments a large distance away from him.
The most prominent of his sensors are located all over the silicone part of his front, his hands and fingers. There's more around the end of his head tubes, as well as the ""antenna"" on top of him. While he doesn't get any real sensation from them, Fank-e also has a few sensors in his arms and legs to indicate more practical things such as when someone is trying to get his attention, there's too much pressure on a limb, or when he's stepping on something irregular.
He can absolutely modify his sensitivity, but too much will fry him- He knows because he once rendered himself completely dysfunctional and didn't exactly have a "default reset" mechanism built yet, leading to Fank-e having to inchorently cry for help. It's a lot less fun than it sounds.
Naturally, the place that will ellicit more of a response is whatever genitalia he has attached/connected to himself, but his abdomen is a close second.
Wire play is not something he'll let you do unless he's 100% sure you can be trusted.
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Some pjo headcannons i have are: 
that demigods are all above average height. The “short ones” are like an inch or two, but the tall ones are Tall. This is due to their parents being LITERAL GODS and are, if not disguised as mortals, CANONICALLY GIANT. is this unsupported by cannon yes do i care no.
 Also their blood is slightly sparkly, like somebody put gold glitter in it cause, yknow, inchor. 
Also the big three kids arent the only ones with kickass powers, everyone has them, the big three + demeter (she is just as old and powerful as them she was nerfed i will die on this hill)kids are just a bit stronger and more destructive. 
All demigods are faster/stronger than the average human and heal faster even without the help of nectar and ambrosia
Just- these kids are literally demiGODS. several demigods in the myths became gods themselves. Let them be powerful as fuck. Let them struggle with these weird powers. Let them have a learning curve. let mortals notice “hey this person i know? one of my friends? theyre existing kinda weird and i cant explain it”
Let it be that when they come to camp half blood or jupiter everyone has the moment of “several things make a lot more sense now”
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cjrpstaffgods · 7 months
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yo lab you know where supp-
…god damn. you okay?
-@agodimous
Lab is laying down on their couch still, black inchor dripping down from their mouth. It looks vaguely red. Not normal.
…I’ll be f-fine. Just need more rest.
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hungnitan · 8 months
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My thought of Danheng IL Animated Short Inchor of Two Dragons
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First of all, the animation are awesome ! As expected from Honkai division which already make these for more than five years especially the battle parts (lol)
This animation giving us a detail introduction of Danfeng, wow I love his mature cold ruthless vibe ! And addition too, Danfeng using different VA from Danheng which is the real pointer from hoyo that they are really a different person.
But for my thought, it definitely possible this Danfeng is came from Danheng imagination which came from other stories but not the real him since we all know Sedition of IL happens because of him. Many of what Danfeng said kinda contradicting with current situations. That's the reason too I can't believe no memories characters are saying Jingliu Blade Danheng I pointing to you all (lol). Despite the misleading you know what I really scare here, the possibility hoyo make IL companion quest will be around this animated video ! I know Danheng feels so fulfilled but he still not know the real truth, oh sh*t I know he commit a great sin but just let Danfeng rest in peace !
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Then HCQ daily life ! After seeing it, I kinda delulu for possibility they would making anime like Cooking with Valkyrie series (so yeah one or two episode of HCQ will be great !)
I won't pointing everyone already know like old Yingxing or matching bracer matching earings or XingYue delulu (lol) but maybe most people missed one truth here, Jing Liu basically the strongest HCQ member !
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Mentionable scene : I really shiver around this scene, when Danfeng tilted Danheng chin with his spear, giving him a ruthless vibe (I know it's just Danheng imagination but he was cold person at past lol)
Now I gonna delulu myself around twitter looking at Danfeng tags hahahaha
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