#it seems to be a theme with my wind art that he has the full triforce

[privateolives]

Got the Octopath Traveler artbook but got no scanner. I'll leave someone else to figure out a pdf: In the meantime, here's a few notes I made for my roleplay group. I'm sure there's more, this was just the most relevant stuff to us it felt.

Overall:

Designs needed to be down to earth compared to other titles to fit with game themes

Care was given to how other background characters of their classes might look, but characters still needed to stand out a little.

It was very very important that the character's personality shone through in all the character job sprites, thus the custom design works for each.

The hearth seems emphasized in all the home building concepts. They're not all build for the same utilisation but they're all reflected pretty centrally. Take note.

Tomes and stories are common imagery in concepts.

There's actually a leaf in the currency symbol!

Belts and cords were used on time-inappropriate designs to make them seem more medieval (mentioned with the obsidians designs). This trick persisted into CotC

Japanese fans sent valentines chocolates to the characters? All who received are depicted in the valentines sprite spread.

Modern stage illustration took specific care to depict their personalities

Characters

Primrose:

Her visuals are meant to carry a sense of both her allure and sadness

Older-sister type inspired animations

The white dress in the end card symbolizes freedom from her burdens, reflecting a "more poignant conclusion" than the other travelers.

Olberic:

"image of a burly, diligent father figure from the Showa era"

His forehead scar also grazes his ear. Armor from the king and sword design resembles his straightforward swordplay.

"UP THE VIRILITY"

Strong and stoic nature kept in mind for animations (radiates some majesty, but not mentioned by that word)

Sprite designer was impressed by his Japanese VA and it stuck with him

Expression slightly more "gung-ho" than usual, in his ending picture sparring with Phillip.

His "Berg" persona is listed among the shepherd designs. "He makes a living bringing wool and ewe milk (sometimes processed) down from the mountain, selling them or exchanging them for goods"

Has "adjusted to life among the mountainfolk" (NOT reflective of his prior lifestyle?)

Olberic and Erhardt are notably depicted together, fighting in the valentines art.

Therion could steal apples from his basket because he lowers his guard around comrades!

Modern Olberic seems to lean towards 80's rock aesthetics (noted by artist) (He's depicted as unusually smug every time he's holding a guitar.)

He is like a full head taller than everyone else in all the group art

Alfyn:

Start image based on "adolescent youth coming home from school activities with the sun in his back. End illustration depicts him "as adult Alfyn" working with Zeph and Nina. Growing up theme implied.

Hair "like grass billowing in the wind"

Axe is a daily life tool first, weapon second. He carries it on his best, around his back, under his vest.

"The type of guy you'd see anywhere, but leaving an impression with a passionate heart."

Quick to "jump the gun", good natured and gung-ho, sometimes gets him and others in trouble.

Apothecary guild sends you a vest and bag once you're accepted. They're uniform. Also implying Alfyn and Zeph swapped Uniform pieces. Vanessa notably only wears a bag, not a vest.

Alfyn got his name from a type of dog (The one on Alfyn's head)

Miguel was originally laughing at crying Alfyn in the valentines art.

Therion:

Isn't shy to steal from friends and teammates

Barely emotes. "Cool handsome dude."

Bemused countdown smirk was made to show a hidden side of Therion that didn't get much highlight in the games.

Yeah no the apple is everywhere in his art. Not just once or twice. Even his crossover with H'aanit have an apple with an arrow balanced on his head. Seems central symbolism.

Therion is purposefully turned away in the depiction of them travelling as friends.

"Quick to draw but whiffs almost every strike"

H'aanit:

Strong and beautiful, but calm core aesthetic. At one with nature. "Natural stand that don't require movements come naturally to her."

No metal on her whatsoever. All "metallic" bits are horn and bone to avoid shine when hunting.

hair is canonically pink-golden.

She is telling her stories to Z'aanta in her ending credits. "They've got plenty to talk about"

Made Linde's tail-decoration herself and put it on her as a child. Made the decorations for Hägen too cause he seemed envious.

Tiny child H'aanit depicted with twin braids and holding a kitten Linde. Met early in life.

Cyrus:

Eyes bright and always seem to gaze off "at some dazzling scenery".

Robe is NOT worn correctly. Uniform robe is more robe-like, Cyrus wears it like a coat.

Split bangs to avoid him looking too young.

"The type of man who looks good while sitting"

Does not pay attention to where he's going. Dense to "ways of the world" (valentines drawing, did not recognize white day.) Odette laughing at him finished the piece satisfyingly according to artist.

Highly expressive but not boisterous.

Dozed over after work in his ending credit. It's definitely meant to be night, showing his continued long working hours

He plays the piano? The art depicting the group taking a load off apparently started with him playing, and everyone else deciding to relax following.

Tressa:

Core concept is her lively, cheerful energy and eloquence.

The folded blanket on her rucksack is her pop-up store blanket.

Closely discerns wares with a serious face.

Different serious face from promotional art, which is "seldom seem"

All areas surrounding her character are designed to be whimsical and adventurous.

Definitely meant to be 18, but short.

Ending credit shows "tangible growth" and her parents are meant to reflect fondness as she listens to her stories. "She won't run out of them soon"

Ophilia:

"Like a wildflower blooming valiantly from the snow-covered ground" "A proverbial guiding star - a shepherd to guide the way" "The image of a sun here suits Philia to a T."

Face and hair edited from early concept to reflect "intelligence and decisive will" to avoid airhead stereotype.

Shares the same strength in her eyes as Primrose

Depicted to thoughtfully share and lead people

turquoise colour differentiates aelfric flame from normal fire. Colour reflected in Ophilia's design for a "pop"

Dress is only not designed to be warmer 'cause it stood out like a sore thumb in warm areas

"Tidy and trim appearance, combined with dedication to her calling."

Receding winter and blooming flowers in their special place is symbolism for Ophilia and Lianna's bright future in their ending card.

Erhardt:

His design was requested ASAP so details didn't get to be brushed up on. (Analyze less literally than others)

Composed stance stands out showing his calm demeanor (Seems contested in early concepts? They wanted him imposing then, but it must've grown on them). Stance allows for MOVEMENT

(Additional notes in text reblog)

#Octopath Traveler #There's also a CotC section but it wasn't relevant to my group #I'm sure someone else will supply a pdf with the full thing soon tho

[stillinthatweirdfaze]

I usually don’t make posts like this bc sharing hobbies and interests on the internet makes me very very anxious for whatever reason but I really really wanna share this issue of the Dragon magazine I found at the thrift store yesterday!!!!!!!!

25th anniversary edition of the official D&D magazine !!!!! It is issue 284 and it came out in June 2001. Unfortunately it did not come with the advertised bonus CD rom when I bought it though :[

I’m gonna use this post to show off some of the stuff that’s in it that I really liked or found interestingggg :]

First off we have a full spread add for baulders gate 2, which is kinda funny considering the third one didn’t come out that long ago. I want to eat this ye oldie early 2000ds generic fantasy font I bet it tastes like burnt shortbread.

A little step by step on how the artist made the cover which I find like. Infinitely charming. Especially since this cover itself is so gorgeous. I hope Todd Lockwood is doing good today.

A full page add for an online anime fantasy rpg called Nexus the kingdom of the winds. OUGGGGEEEEE this art style,,,,,,, it takes me back to places it takes me back to like that one vampire anime and clanad and YouTube anime top tens. Fuck graphic design we should start putting sparkles and radial gradients on everything again.

an add for a series of sound effect cds for your games which I want so so bad I need to know what’s on these.

Two little sections where it seems people can submit photos and stories about themselves or their game members to be published. The Dm of the month one is genuinely heartwarming and cute. The thought of Steve seeing that he won made me smile. Also “Nubile dwarf chicks” and “chaotic secretive” is a great example of how early 2000nds out of pocket this issue can be sometimes. You can fucking smell the energy off the second image.

An extremely funny review of a previous dragon issue.

an add for Gen con 2001 and a schedule of upcoming conventions. If anyone went to these I would genuinely love to hear about them I love convention history a whole lot especially from around this time

A page in, apparently a series, about what ttrpg players value in a game written by Gary Gygax!!! If anyone has any previous or the final issues of this study please do share I really really wanna see them. Also the three genders: males, females, and newbies

Two stat blocks for some half dragon characters

A Draconic to English translation table that I wish I had as a preteen because I would have eaten it the fuck up. Also I cut it off but the last sentence on the bottom right is “please don’t disembowel the dwarf” which apparently is “martiver thric gixustratt tundar”

Add for a brand of miniatures and in what stores to find them. I wonder how many of these places are still open

An add for WOTZ game stores with the tagline “it’s where you play the game” and advertising “Hella Bandwith” and “scantily clad BABES.” I find it unreasonably funny that they are three pictures of the same exact woman, scantily clad babe, one (1), one singular babe.

Spell and magical item themed crossword

A full on campaign setting of the real city of London. I didn’t take pictures of all of it but it has a history section, locations, npcs, adventure hooks, and what even looks like a little blank dungeon layout of a mansion . I feel like putting real places as campaign settings has always been like, a thing, but I don’t see it too often. Its charming I like it.

A stat block and gorgeous illustration for a lesser dragon companion. The gradient circle in the back is my favorite argggg I wanna draw like this sometimes

A section on how to assemble your own monster models. Admittedly I know close to nothing about model making so this was an extremely fun read for me

A bunch of PC portraits of half dragons that are so so cool. You see a lot of stuff about people getting really specific designs about different hybrids like oh a dwarf tyfling looks different than an elf tyfling n that sort of stuff in the modern day but you don’t really see it canonized at all. So it’s really interesting to see that concept in an officially published D&D thing, even if it’s just a magazine. I really like the dwarf one a lot.

Possibly my favorite thing ever is this cartoon that reads like a fucking wizard tumblr shitpost. Like down to a fucking tea this is some shit the evil wizard blog would say and it makes me so so so happyyyyyyyyy. It’s the cadence that amazes me they got the tumblr wizard cadence exactly right. Im posting this shit on its own without shame bc I need people to see it. Pour me something whimsical and arcane bar wench.

A absolutely chefs kiss add for a ????? Pc????? Pc game????? Pc accessory??? I honestly can’t tell anyway enjoy your free ps2 polygonal hotted woman ass

And finally the thing that made me fuckin gasp out loud when I saw it, an add for the original year of our lord 2001 shitty D&D movie with special features and online sweepstakes to win a trip to Prague. Holy shit. God I love this game.

anyway that’s it, I plan to frame this thing and put it up somewhere. Ty for reading all my nerd shit. :,]

#D&D #dungeons and dragons #Dragons magazine #vintage fantasy #”vintage?” Not really but idk what else to put #2000s #early 2000s #Old d&d #D&D 3E #fantasy illustration #wotc #Uhhhhhhhh I think that’s it? #Motg #Baulders gate #baulders gate 2 #Nexus: the kingdom of the winds

[oc-aita]

AITA for trying to get rid of this weird man who is obsessed with lawn gnomes?

(cw for discussion of slavery)

So I (32 F) run a small commune on a planet that was being terraformed into a theme park but got abandoned. A lot of us are genetically-modified humans or their descendants; it's rough being a xeno out in the galaxy so we're trying to make a more inclusive community, at the cost of ousting baseline humans unless they're extremely chill.

We located a vault near our base full of what we thought was loot but turned out to be people in cryosleep guarded by war robots; specifically they were a bunch of the research staff from the planet's attempted theme park phase. They holed up and went into cryo for 312 years because of an insectesoid invasion which was also what stopped the theme park plans, but that's beside the point.

Anyways. We woke these folks up out of cryo and it turned into a firefight. As in, many of them just rolled out of their pods and started shooting us before we had a chance to chat. Most of them died in the attack, except for two: A (27 F) and G (53 M). Both of them are baseline humans, and, since xenotyping is newer tech, were kind of freaked out by us.

A is cool. We nursed A back to health and she decided her best chance at survival was to stick with us. She's good with a gun and was an assistant veterinarian for the genetically-engineered fauna that was being added to the theme park. She likes our llamas a lot, but feels weird being only one of two baseline humans in the group (the other one, B, is planning to leave in the near future to start a new community).

G is. Hmm. So I've talked with him extensively but he's kind of impossible? My understanding is that he was grown in a lab to be a perfect scientist, discovered an obsession with sculpting lawn gnomes, escaped the lab, and grew up to become a geneticist who also ran an art gallery focused on lawn gnomes. This, by itself, sounds cool as hell. Unfortunately this guy is just really unpleasant to be around.

For starters, he hates sleeping. He claims to have insomnia but he literally just spends his nights wandering around his room, staring into middle distance with the lights on. Every...idk, 38 hours or so he passes out on the floor? He has a bed! We then have to haul him to his bed and he sleeps for 10+ hours. Weird schedules are fine but, man, at least attempt to get into bed instead of wandering about until you're exhausted. And, to be clear, he definitely stays awake until he's completely overtired and barely lucid. Talking to him in this state is...not good.

Also, I asked him how long it takes him to sculpt and paint a singular lawn gnome. He estimated sixty to eighty hours! That's kind of nuts. It sounds like they're beautiful gnomes but also, let's be honest, how much is the average rimworlder going to pay for a fucking lawn gnome? While we do have room for folks in the commune who aren't able to work full-time, we're concerned that he won't even really be making back his cost of materials.

Add that to the fact that he's a baseline human and a geneticist whose research helped lay the groundwork for human genetic modification (many of us have trauma around being genetically engineered against our will) it seemed like our commune isn't the right place for G. Our closest neighbors are a settlement called Love Town, which sounds horny or hippie but they're pretty boring tbh. Not bad trading partners, but definitely wary of xenos. They're part of a bigger network, so we introduced G to them. And, okay, yeah, "introduced" might not be the correct word. We essentially asked Love Town if they wanted to buy G from us in the hopes of recruiting him for their settlement. Since he's a pretty experienced scientist and artist they paid us...quite a bit of silver, which we desperately needed. I know they're anti-slavery, at least I'm pretty sure, so while he could wind up coerced into staying he'd at least be in a much bigger community that could better support him.

That was two months ago. Today, we spotted a drop pod being launched near our base and one of our new members reported an injured man was found inside. And who is it but fucking G. He's not conscious yet but we don't know what we're going to do with him. We radioed to Love Town and they're playing dumb, claiming that they never even bought G from us in the first place. At least they're not asking for their money back?

I don't think we can just kick this man out of the commune, because he won't survive in the wilds but... the other closest settlement to us is pro-slavery, so bringing G to them is also pretty awful. No one really likes this guy, even A who knew him 300 years ago. Our new member who found him, O, thinks it's terrible that we sold him to Love Town in the first place and is pretty mad with me about that. Her argument is that we should openly accept him as a community member to apologize, but I keep trying to convince her how much that won't work. I'm sure once she actually talks to him she'll understand.

But I have to wonder...AITA for selling G to Love Town in the first place? WIBTA if I try to get rid of him in some other way, either bringing him to the other town or just sending him out into the wilderness?

#aita #am i the asshole #original character #ask to tw #slavery mention #mod butterfly

[bizarrequazar]

GJ and ZZH Updates — September 4-10

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This is part of a weekly series collecting updates from and relating to Gong Jun and Zhang Zhehan.

This post is not wholly comprehensive and is intended as an overview, links provided lead to further details. Dates are in accordance with China Standard Time, the organization is chronological. My own biases on some things are reflected here. Anything I include that is not concretely known is indicated as such, and you’re welcome to do your own research and draw your own conclusions as you see fit. Please let me know if you have any questions, comments, concerns, or additions. :)

[Glossary of names and terms] [Masterlist of my posts about the situation with Zhang Zhehan]

09-04 → Chen Liying deactivated her Weibo account, possibly because she couldn’t figure out how to delete her pfp history that had a photo of herself in it.

→ A Twitter space was held by Bluebird, QuelleVous, and Flora discussing CPF plants within the fandom. [recording] [written notes]

→ LockNLock posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun. (1129 kadian)

→ 361° posted two photo ads featuring Gong Jun.

09-05 → Vogue published an interview with Gong Jun where he talked about his morning routine. [full translation] In it he said, “If you have a problem with your knees, don't do running, cycling, etc. Even though they seem easy, if you don't master the technique well, it will actually affect your knees.” Fan Observations:  -  One of the photos of his food includes a jianbing.  -  The fried eggs in the same photo are cooked in a style unique to Jiangxi. In other words, these were definitely cooked by his “ahyi” 😉

→ A magnitude 6.8 earthquake struck the Sichuan region.

→ Gong Jun posted on Weibo, “May your hometown be safe 🙏” His studio reposted it, adding “May everyone be safe 🙏” A hashtag about this got on hotsearch.

→ Hogan posted one of Gong Jun’s recent photos, advertising their shoes he’s wearing in it.

→ 361° posted three photo ads featuring Gong Jun.

09-06 → Bluebird translated an investigation done by a Chinese fan showing evidence that a known CAPA plant was present during Zhang Sanjian’s recent hiking trip. This also shows that the mountain part of the trip took place on 08-18—not in real time with the Instagram’s posting as they claimed—meaning there was plenty of time for the footage to be edited.

→ Gong Jun’s studio posted a promotional video for LockNLock spoken by him, announcing that their contract has been renewed. LockNLock later posted this as well.

→ Colgate posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Madame Figaro made a post (1129 kadian) announcing the release of their issue featuring Gong Jun, with three different covers to choose from. Caption: “The sincerity and hot pillow of the youth are presented concretely by time, @ Gong Jun Simon looks back on the past, the opportunity is always there Invaluable. Autumn is getting stronger, creating a new style, and meeting a different Gong Jun” Gong Jun’s studio reposted this with the added caption, “Rich colors, multiple collisions. Step into the world of oil painting with boss @ Gong Jun Simon and feel the charm of art.“ The magazine sold over 70k units in the six hours that it was available. Fan Observations:  -  The veiled ballcap is one of a kind, borrowed from the Virgil Abloh exhibition. The full outfit includes a skirt, but it’s not clear from the photos if Gong Jun wore this.  -  The coat from the outfit with the fortune cookie hat is by John Galliano, Gong Jun is the first person to model it.  -  The rose suit has a sheer lace back, this is momentarily visible in one of the following videos.

→ BEAST posted an illustrated commercial that includes a brief animaton of Gong Jun from their recent ads with him. The commercial is centered around the theme of reuniting with loved ones.

→ Madame Figaro posted thirteen photos from their photoshoot with Gong Jun. Caption: “Unrestrained youth, at ease like the wind, @ Gong Jun Simon has a vast expanse of his own world. Inadvertently, not deliberately, love has become the driving force for him to explore the interpretative path, and endless possibilities can burst out wherever he looks. At this moment, explore the interesting fashion universe with Gong Jun and record the fearless moments.” Gong Jun’s studio reposted this with the added caption, “Play fashion fun with boss @ Gong Jun Simon, and interpret multiple charms”

→ Gong Jun posted nine of the photos to his personal Weibo, caption: “Look at the picture and say it’s ‘art’ 😎“ This was reposted by Madame Figaro. He also posted nine to his Xiao Hong Shu shortly after, caption: “Anyway I think... very handsome 😛”

→ #GongJun trended on Twitter.

→ Gong Jun’s studio posted a behind the scenes douyin from the photoshoot. Caption: “‘Magic’ whirlwind walks in small steps, 🤓 come and follow the pace of boss @ Gong Jun Simon to feel the gorgeous autumn.“

→ Gong Jun posted ten of the photos to his Instagram, caption: “🤗🤗🤗”, and commented on it, “Finally I don’t have to take screenshots anymore... 😂” Fan Observation: His comment is possibly referencing the comments he left on his 04-02 sunset photo asking how to save a photo edited on Instagram without posting it. Interestingly, this older comment seems to have now been deleted.

→ Madame Figaro posted a short behind the scenes video. Caption: “From impatience to gentleness, @ Gong Jun Simon has found his own pace and goal.” They later posted another behind the scenes video. (flashing images cw) Caption: “Holding a sense of stun, no limit, and no slack, on the way to grow @ Gong Jun Simon owns comprehension. For him, ‘the only way to get rid of fear is to face it.’”

→ Gong Jun’s company donated 500,000 RMB to relief for the Sichuan earthquake.

→ Fans tried to donate to Weibo’s public welfare platform in the name of “Zhang Zhehan and Gong Jun’s fans” only to recieve an error saying that the name contained illegal content.

→ Tangle Teezer posted two photo ads featuring Gong Jun.

→ 361° posted three photo ads featuring Gong Jun.

→ The Chinese State Council announced that government agencies will tighten oversight on private industry groups, requiring them to work with relevant agencies, stipulating that they cannot publish anything representing the government, requiring government agents to be present for major administrative meetings, and requiring them to regularly report in to the relevant agencies. [paraphrased tweet]

→ Paparazzi published articles saying that Wu Lei and Zhao Lusi, the leads from the recent drama Love Like the Galaxy, are not a couple. This got on hotsearch.

There has been some longstanding tension between their CPFs and junzipis due to misappropriation by them of gay- and LLD-specific terms and fandom culture; their CPFs—soon joined by toxics—began to slander Zhang Zhehan under the hotsearch, with even mods of their supertopic participating and signs that water armies were used. A number of the leaders of the slander were discovered to be planted fans, one of whom is married to a man who runs a water army company: [1] [2] [3] [4] 

Junzipis have demanded that they apologize. At the time of this post, that has not yet happened and the fighting is still continuing. 

Additional reading about this: [1] [2] [3]

Some of the people attacking from their side have threatened to try to get Zhang Sanjian’s brand’s supertopic closed. Please do.

09-07 → #GongJun continued to trend on Twitter.

→ Colgate posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Hsu Fu Chi posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ LockNLock posted a compilation video with a voiceover by Gong Jun to celebrate the upcoming anniversary of their partnership. They later also posted a photo ad featuring him to announce a giveaway. (1129 kadian)

→ Mengniu posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Kangshifu posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Another new Zhang Sanjian echo wall Weibo account (creatively named “Zhang Sanjian echo wall is back again”) was deactivated.

→ It was discovered that Chen Liying’s daughter follows several of the big Wu Lei/Zhao Lusi accounts.

09-08 → The Instagram posted four more pictures from the “trip” and changed its pfp to a shirtless photo of Zhang Sanjian. The photoshopping is horribly obvious and he barely has any muscle definition, bad attempt.

→ LockNLock posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun. (1129 kadian)

→ Tangle Teezer made a post advertising a giveaway that includes photos of Gong Jun.

→ A PSA spoken by Gong Jun about disaster relief for the earthquake was released.

09-09 → #TheRealZhangZhehan trended on Twitter.

→ LockNLock posted nine of their previous photo ads featuring Gong Jun to celebrate the upcoming anniversary of their partnership. 

→ Madame Figaro posted a collection of photos of male artists wearing blue plaid, including a photo of Gong Jun from 2021.

→ One of the mods for the Wu Lei/Zhao Lusi supertopic was replaced by a known anti.

09-10 (Mid-Autumn Festival) → The tag the fighting has been happening under got near the top of the general hotsearch, indicating that it has likely been paid for. This is quite worrying, as it shows an intention to draw attention to what’s happening.

→ Hsu Fu Chi posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Mengniu posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Kangshifu posted three illustrated ads featuring Gong Jun.

→ Madame Figaro posted the article about Gong Jun featured in their issue. [full translation]

→ Gong Jun posted three selfies taken on 08-19, caption: “Happy Festival, sharing some selfies” (13:21, 511 kadian) The caption is in traditional Chinese and includes some... interesting character choices. His studio reposted it with the added caption, “Happy to mention the holiday benefits from boss @ Gong Jun Simon 🥮 Boss's selfies are high-definition, handsome and high-definition! 😎” Fan Observation: He kadianed with the same timestamp during last year’s festival.

→ The Instagram posted a video for the festival using a still image of the moonviewing scene from Word of Honor but with Wen Kexing cropped out.

→ Gong Jun’s studio posted six photos of him wearing a white shirt in a pool. Caption: “Ding! The holiday benefits have been delivered 😎, the summer heat has subsided, and the autumn is cool. I wish you a happy holiday with boss @ Gong Jun Simon! (It has been stored for so long, just waiting for today)” Fan Observation: The photos were taken at the Royal Begonia resort in Sanya.

→ LockNLock posted a compilation video celebrating the anniversary of their partnership with Gong Jun.

→ #wordofhonor trended on Twitter.

Additional Reading: → Flora’s daily fan news thread → There are worries that the fighting with the other actors’ fans is intentional. 09-18 is a politically sensitve date, please be mindful of the way your actions could negatively reflect on Gong Jun and Zhang Zhehan.

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#Zhang Zhehan #Gong Jun #Word of Honor #woh cast #lld timeline

[radiant-flutterbun]

Lair review for @pumpkin-bread​

First impression: I’ve reviewed your lair a few times before but your lair is always impressive! It’s filled with so much lore, love and care. All you dragons are so interesting and full of personality.

Arcturus

He’s a beautiful dragon and genone! I absolutely love the midnight cloak and how you’ve layered his other apparel on top of it. The horns and glasses give him so much personality. His overall look is scholarly yet elegant. And his lore reflects this! He’s a lovely stuffy coatl. I hope he finds his sister.

Menace

An XYY genone! Nice! He has gorgeous colors that drew me to him. I LOVE the accent, the wings from it are very eyecatching. I love how nicely the wind halo matches his seafoam glimmer. I also picked him because of his name and broadcast message. Trouble makers are fun.

Etienne

Her broadcast message said she wasn’t a dragon so I had to click on her. Ooo she’s a changeling. One that went against her purpose! I love that! Very, very interesting! As for the dragon herself, she has nice soft colors. She’s very beachy and tropical looking. She just looks sweet. Her accent really adds to her and makes her look even more from a tropical rainforest.

Logan

This is a really handsome looking imp! That accent is just SO GOOD. Very pretty. Very gothic. Accents like these are why I’m often broke on FR. I’m glad you were careful not to cover the accent up with much apparel. And we’ve got another grump of a dragon. I love him.

Fracture

Plum constellation looks impeccable on this dragon. I love the witchy (gender neutral) vibe you’ve got going on with how you’ve dressed him. The garden hat actually works better than the witch’s hat here. And the shadow aura really solidify his magical aesthetic.

Mistfall

Arcane primal has to be one of my favorite primal types and it’s very cool that you got it from a scatterscroll! Mistfall is a really stunning dragon. Again i’ve picked a dragon with plum. I guess I’ve never realized how good plum looks with starcon! The greens from radioactive work really well by blending with the purple that comes from radioactive butterfly. The green is just the right amount of green if that makes sense? It looks really nice with her otherwise purple-blue colors. Again another excellent choice of accent too.

Sorrow

Angelic wildclaws by beloved. That accent is *chef’s kiss*. I guess I should expect by now for your lair to be filled with beautiful dragons wearing beautiful UMAs. I should also expect by now lovely dressed dragons. I love the mix of blues and gold in his outfit. The gilded rose collar layered over overcoat is SO GOOD. Loved his bio too. He seems like a good priest.

Trina

It’s by coincidence that I chose Trina after Sorrow (Love that they’re friends), I chose the dragons prior to reading their bios. I chose Trina mostly because her broadcast message got a chuckle out of me and I had to see what she was complaining about lol. I too hate the cold, Trina. The gijinka art is her bio is very pretty. I like how the candles go with the inkwell wings too.

Paisley

The first aether I get to review! I love her vibrant pinks and soft blues. The accent look very nice on her. She really makes an excellent aether. i couldn’t imagine her being any other breed. So sad she got hurt during the crash tho! Glad she seems to be doing ok though. She seems like a sweet dragon.

Cenotaph

Oof ok this dragon really hits a lot of things I love ok. We’ve got death theming, abyss shell, VEIL BABY. I love this little guy already. 10/10 would adopt. Absolutely gorgeous little baby. Did I mention abyss shell is VERY good? And both wisteria hawkmoth and violet diaphanous give a green accent that looks so good! And her lore? A little gravekeeper with amnesia? I’m going to cry.

#lair review

[graywyvern]

( via / "ginni thomas by ivan albright, detailed oil painting" via nightcafe )

Thing walking.

" 'There is no fire alarm for AI'

It’s going off now and it’s deafeningly loud, and you don’t notice because it doesn’t sound like the ones in science fiction movies" --@meaningness

All Along the Watchtower.

"African Moonrise

The wind with fœtid muzzle sniffed its feast, The carrion town, that lulled its crowds to rest Like the sprawled carcase of some giant beast That hives the rustling larvæ in its breast.

When the cold moon rose glinting from the fen And snailed her slime of fire along the hill, Insomnia, the Muse of angry men, To other themes had chid my faithless quill.

But wide I flung the shutters on their hinges And watched the moon as from the gilded mire Where the black river trails its reedy fringes, She fished her shadow with a line of fire.

Against her light the dusty palms were charred; The frogs, her faithless troubadours, were still, Alone, it seemed, I kept my trusty guard Over the stone-grey silence of the hill,

Till a starved mongrel tugging at his chain With fearful jerks, hairless and wide of eye, From where he crouched, a thrilling spear of pain, Hurled forth his Alleluia to the sky.

Fierce tremors volted through his bony notches And shook the skirling bag-pipe of his hide-- Beauty has still one faithful heart who watches, One last Endymion left to hymn her pride!

Sing on, lone voice! make all the desert ring, My listening spirit kindles and adores... Such were my voice, had I the heart to sing, But mine should be a fiercer howl than yours!"

--Roy Campbell

Welcome to the Party.

"Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief." --@carsonbot

"...Stray Arts, The Utu Sonnets, Slate Petals, and The Noson Sonnets are collectively titled Knit Ink — it’s a tetralogy of experiments in formalism..."

[blogaida2]

Reviewing the professionalism of the 34th elected work of Denny Ja: “My Kampungu Sayang, My Kampungku”

In the world of Indonesian literature, Denny Ja is known as a productive and influential writer. He has written many works that are read and valued by the community. One of his latest works that attracted attention was the essay poem entitled “My Kampungu Sayang, My Kampungku”. In this article, we will review the professionalism of the 34th selected work of Denny JA.    “My Kampungu Sayang, my wretched village” is an essay poem that illustrates the reality of life in a village in Indonesia. In this work, Denny JA raises various social and cultural issues that are relevant to the lives of people in the village.    One of Denny JA’s strength as a writer is his ability to bring strong and authentic characteristics in his story. In “My Kampungu Sayang, My Kampungku”, we can feel the daily lives of the figures in the village. They have a uniqueness and complexity that makes us connect with them well.    Denny Ja also uses a description of a beautiful and detailed place. He succeeded in presenting a living and colorful village atmosphere through detailed descriptions. We seem to be able to see neat wooden houses, muddy paths, and a large field where children play. All of this gives life to the village depicted in this essay poem.    The theme raised in “Kampungu Sayang, My Kampungku” is also very relevant to the social reality in Indonesia. Denny Ja discusses the various issues faced by the village community, such as poverty, conflicts between citizens, and rapid social change. He does this in a sensitive and empathy way, so we can feel the suffering and excitement experienced by the characters in this essay poem.    In addition to the social template, Denny Ja also slipped a valuable moral message in the story. He invites us to better appreciate and care for our own village. He reminded us of the importance of maintaining relations between citizens and maintaining environmental sustainability. Through this work, Denny Ja succeeded in inspiring us to care about our own village.    The style of writing Denny Ja in “Kampungu Sayang, my Kampungku Wind” also deserves a thumbs up. He uses a simple but beautiful language, making this essay poem easy to read by anyone. Denny Ja also presents a living and natural dialogue, giving us a clearer picture of the characteristics in this essay poem.    This essay poem not only entertains, but also invites us to reflect. Through “Kampungku Sayang, my Kampungku”, Denny Ja invites us to see our own village with new eyes. He invites us to see the lives of the village community more empathy and understanding.    Apart from all the goodness in this essay poem, of course every work of art has its own shortcomings. Some readers may feel that the story in this essay poem is too complex or the action is moving too slowly. However, this is only a matter of personal preferences and does not reduce the quality of this work as a whole.    Overall, “My Sayang Kampungkung, My Kampungku” is a work that deserves a thumbs up. Denny Ja managed to present a touching story and captivating the reader’s heart. He took a relevant tempatema and presented it with high professionalism.

Check in full: review with the professionalism of the 34th elected work of Denny Ja: “My Campu Sayang, My Kampungku”

[shibuyashotos]

I posted 71 times in 2022

That's 70 more posts than 2021!

44 posts created (62%)

27 posts reblogged (38%)

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I tagged 54 of my posts in 2022

Only 24% of my posts had no tags

#shibuyashotos - 50 posts

#amara of u66 - 19 posts

#daily facts december - 13 posts

#dbz oc - 13 posts

#oc - 10 posts

#saiyan oc - 8 posts

#dragon ball oc - 8 posts

#writing prompts - 7 posts

#creative writing - 7 posts

#dbz - 7 posts

Longest Tag: 64 characters

#this is ironically the most consistently active my blog has been

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#5

Artist Shoutout: Inkweaver01

Hey so I want to give a shoutout to a very good friend of mine, who's done some fantastic artworks for me on twitter. Her username is InkWeaver01, and she has commissions currently open. Link She'll generally do anything you'd have in mind, without it being NSFW of course.

If you'd like some examples of what her art looks like, here are a couple of commissions she's done for me in the past.

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2 notes - Posted May 15, 2022

#4

The Themes of Ringo Ishikawa

It was only a few years ago, during a Nintendo Indie Game Showcase, that I learned of the existence of a game called The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa. It looked interesting and I was still going through a bit of a high with my foray into the Yakuza series. A Story about Japanese Delinquents set in what appears to be the late 1980s-early 1990s, a story about a group of delinquents and what the world might have in store for them. It was part Beat 'em up, part Sandbox, with a little bit of Life Sim thrown in.

Your Secrets

The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa, at its core, is a story about growing up and being at a crossroads when certain chapters of life are coming to a close. Whether it's the prospect of Graduating High School or perhaps maybe something else entirely, we've all experienced this feeling of uncertainty, feeling that the winds of change are blowing in the air. Ringo's story is no different.

A year ago, delinquent Ringo Ishikawa and his friends Ken Nakamura, Masaru Takahashi, Shiro Abe and Goro Yamaguchi, took a train ride into enemy territory and fought off a gang from Northern High, headed by another delinquent named Nakazawa. Ringo's gang seemed pretty happy in the aftermath, optimistic that they'd be leaving their marks on history and legacies for their high school in hopes that future delinquents would look up to them. In the present day, circumstances appear to have changed as the gang face the last year of their high school careers, with one last autumn to enjoy before it's time to call it quits. After a meeting with the guidance counselor, Machida, Ringo is left with the task of trying to figure out what exactly he wants in life moving forward.

Now, gameplay-wise, it's up to the Player in what Ringo will do - whether it's improving his grades and trying to be a straight A student, or perhaps skipping a few days to go work a part time job at a local video store. Maybe even hit up the book store and the school library and get some books to read. Or quite simply, just gather up the gang and go for a romp around town, playing games and picking fights with rival delinquents until the day's over. Narratively speaking, The story plays out over the span of a month and a lot happens within that time frame and at specific areas. People change, interests change, and many events unfold. I won't spoil the entire plot, as I feel it's best to experience the game by one's self.

Mr. Monster Man

In a matter of themes and how the game carries them, there's certainly a few of them and ways to look at them, even how they might be embodied. Whether it's Idealism and Cynicism, Existentialism, or even say the theme of Change.

Now before we get into the ways they're embodied, it's worth giving some explanation as to what Idealism, Cynicism and Existentialism all mean. The world of Philosophy has had many brilliant men and women enter it, and generally a lot of those bright thinkers have also changed the world of Philosophy by introducing new concepts and ways of thinking. Ways of seeing the world and trying to seek out unknown answers to questions of the world. Admittedly, I cannot give more in depth explanations for Idealism and Cynicism, but I can provide for Existentialism.

Idealism is given two specific definitions: 1. The practice of forming or pursuing ideals, especially unrealistically. 2. Any various systems of thought in which the objects of knowledge are held to be in some way dependent on the activity of mind.

Cynicism is defined as the following: An inclination to question whether something will happen or whether it is worthwhile. It is also an inclination to believe that people are motivated purely by self-interest.

For Existentialism, As I was taught in an ethics course I took: Existentialism is effectively an approach to life that roots itself in the idea that you control your life, nobody else can control it for you. Life is a process of becoming yourself. From the moment you're born to the day you die, you are both the artist and the canvas that you paint upon. The choices you make in life are the materials you use to paint your picture - In other words, you are able to decide what you want to do today, do tomorrow, and then you act on those decisions and thus reflect on the decisions made yesterday, made today and possibly reflect on the ones made tomorrow. Philosophers who have ties to Existentialism are Soren Kierkegaard (1813 - 1855), Friedrich Nietzche (1844 - 1900), Jean Paul Sartre (1905 - 1980), and Martin Buber (1878 - 1986).

North Country

With the philosophies of Idealism, Cynicism and Existentialism elaborated upon, it's now time to talk about how each theme is embodied.

Change - As mentioned prior, The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa is at its core a story about growing up and being at a crossroads. Change is merely either a symptom of them, or they're a symptom of it. To "grow up," is to Change certain things. If we're at a crossroads like the titular Ringo, we find ourselves struggling to Change or even struggling with Change. As the game's plot progresses, it becomes increasingly apparent just how much Ringo struggles with the idea that times are changing and that he might be struggling with the idea that even his friends are changing for better or in some cases, for worse.

Idealism - In the game's prologue, the entire group is idealistic... However, out of Ishikawa's group in the present, only a few of them embody the theme of Idealism. Those who do are Ringo, Shiro and Goro. Shiro and Goro's idealistic tendencies are geared toward their hobbies and relationships. Ringo himself is arguably the biggest embodiment of Idealism, as he follows the first given definition to a near detrimental degree as the plot unfolds. He firmly believes in his friends and will even do anything to help them out, which again ties into his struggle with the idea that they're changing as people as well.

Cynicism - The remainder of the group, Ken and Masaru, are the ones who embody the theme of Cynicism. Masaru doesn't really see himself having a bright future and thinks he's better off becoming a Yakuza. Ken, meanwhile, is the most cynical of the lot and thus the most critical of everyone. His delinquency only further drives his cynicism. Ultimately, the game itself also seems to lean toward a more cynical outlook given the focus on Delinquents in Japan.

Existentialism - Change is only just one of the core themes that The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa embodies. Existentialism is another major theme of the game. As outlined prior, you are able to decide on what you want to do today, what you might do tomorrow, and what you did yesterday. The game gives you freedom to do just that, to simply live a day in the shoes of Ringo Ishikawa. In a way this reinforces that feeling of being at a crossroads as well, given the freedom to do just about anything.

Counting Colors - Finishing Thoughts

The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa was a game that certainly resonated well with me. Well enough that I'm inclined to write this post about it. While I cannot say that I've lived a life similar to Ishikawa, I can say that I connected pretty well with the character. His friends in some ways also remind me of people I have personally known as well, in the ways they have conducted themselves and how some have behaved. The game's music is wonderful, they're all public domain songs as well, by various artists like ANITEK or Indian&Fox. In this post, I've linked a few of the tracks (Hence the titles like "Your Secrets" or "Mr. Monster Man").

I'd certainly recommend getting your hands on the game however possible, maybe you might find yourself enjoying it the way I did. While I won't go into specifics on how the game's ending unfolds, I will say it's up to interpretation on what happens afterward. Making this post has been on my mind a few days now, and I've always wanted to talk about the game in some capacity.

Thank you for reading through this post as well. I hope the impromptu philosophy lesson was at the very least entertaining. You can find The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa by Yeo on the following platforms: Steam ($14.99, can also come in a bundle for $26.98 with Yeo's other game: Arrest of a Stone Buddha) Nintendo E-Shop ($8.99 currently; otherwise it's $14.99) To my knowledge as well, Yeo is also developing a third game called Fading Afternoon. I'm looking forward to its eventual release, as I certainly enjoyed this game and Fading Afternoon happens to have similar visual aesthetics to that.

2 notes - Posted June 17, 2022

#3

Character Profile: Amara

Art Credits: NemuiDaysu on Twitter. (Thank you very much for this art, Nem!) (This is just a redo of a now deleted older post I made a couple years ago, now with better formatting an actual depth.)

The Invisible Princess of the 66th Universe - Amara

In the infinite expanses of the multiverse, there lies that of Universe 66. A Universe where the Saiyans never had their home world blown up or their race scattered across the cosmos. for 20 years In this universe, they’ve effectively conquered many worlds and see to subjugating the masses with their might. It didn’t matter who it was, they were little threat to the warrior race. However eventually, It was on Planet Earth that Their reign would come to an end, at the hands of a woman with no memories of her past, a pair of genetically enhanced siblings, a rebellious princess and a few others. There’s a lot more to that story, but this is not the place for it. This here is the woman who once lost her memories, a woman who was once the true Princess of the Saiyans. Her name is Amara, though she went under the identity of Samara during the period in which she suffered from Amnesia, which in turn was caused by being the lone survivor of a long, bloody battle that saw a close friend of hers passing away in her arms. The amnesia period lasted for six months and ended when her memories came flooding back in full force under similar circumstances. She’s 25 years old, clocks in at a height of 6′11 (8′11 in LSS), and has a cup size of J. Amara is described to be a stoic woman, notably very quiet and often coming off as disinterested or threatening due in part to her large frame, glowing emerald green eyes and imposing height. She doesn’t say much and her default expression seems neutral at best, frowning at worst. The truth is, deep down, she’s a gentle soul and very kind to most. She’s troubled, but she means well and loves animals, even adopting two as pets. She’s generally rather patient, but there are times when she shows signs of impatience, notably in regards to fights if the Opponent chooses to rant and monologue. It’s there she takes it as an opportunity to immediately start fighting.

The way Amara fights is primarily very grapple focused, preferring to get close and throw her opposition around, slam them and effectively toss them like ragdolls. A Full List of techniques/abilities she uses can be found here

Emerald Behemoth, The Legendary Super Saiyan

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2 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

#2

Song Recommendation: Tides of War by Blind Guardian

Undoubtedly there are many Metal songs that I could wholeheartedly recommend for a multitude of purposes. This one however, I'm just recommending for the sake of it being really good.

Tides of War is a bonus track off of their album "Nightfall in Middle Earth," which is based on that of the works of J.R.R. Tolkien. More specifically it is from the 2018 re-release of the album.

3 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Favorite Character Archetypes: The Wanderer

In my last post about character archetypes, I talked about Stoic Characters and why I think they're cool. Or at the very least I just rambled on about my favorite characters that fit the type, lmao.

So, here we are now, with another one. I'm going to start off by stating that these posts will now be titled "Favorite Character Archetypes: X Thing" since I feel it's more appropriate to do that than saying "One of my favorites." Now with that stated, let's talk about another one: The Wanderer. Also known as The Drifter, The Explorer, The Adventurer. In Some Cases, they're also The Fugitive.

What are some known traits about these characters? Effectively they're the people who're most likely bouncing from one place to another, to another, to another. Their reasons tend to vary as to why exactly, but generally it's because they want to/have to, because they want to fulfill some purpose in their lives. They can be seen as mysterious, sometimes even elusive. They're independent folk who keep to themselves and thus come off as anti-social at times, even if they do mean well. Ultimately, by the end of their respective stories, the Wanderer will have generally settled down and they will have their goals completed.

Examples of a Wanderer are as follows:

Kenshiro (Fist of the North Star)

Ryu (Street Fighter)

Link (The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time/Majora's Mask)

Sonic the Hedgehog (Sonic Series)

The Doctor (Doctor Who)

Bruce Banner/The Incredible Hulk (Marvel Comics)

Each of these characters have their own general reasons for why they're always on the move, never stopping to settle down. Kenshiro travels the wastelands to not only just search for his fiancée, but for a myriad of other reasons as well. Ryu travels the world to seek out strong opponents and constantly improve himself until he feels confident in saying that he has truly become a master martial artist. The Hero of Time initially set out on a quest that transcended time to do battle with evil, but then he left Hyrule to look for his closest friend and ended up becoming intertwined in a battle to save the land of Termina from destruction, visiting its four regions and aiding the inhabitants of those regions. Sonic has quite humbly admitted that he's just a guy who loves adventure. Even if he's saved the day, he's already got a foot out the door and springing into the next adventure. The Doctor, across numerous incarnations, has managed to amass goodness knows how many allies and has traveled through all kinds of worlds, dimensions, timelines and more. (Admittedly I also never watched Doctor Who, so this knowledge is just from what I've read about the series; Other than that, I'm not that interested in it, sorry...) Bruce Banner is a fugitive, on the run from the Military (or other organizations) after being bombarded with Gamma Radiation and transforming into The Incredible Hulk. Though most appearances now have largely moved past this aspect or downplay it, it still formed the basis for a lot of storylines involving the character.

So Why do I like this archetype so much? Truthfully, I think it's a pretty cool type of character, one that leads into all kinds of possibilities for storytelling. There's a sense of mystery to these characters, wondering why they're always moving from one place to the next. There's a sense of urgency in some cases. Sometimes it's just pure fun to see what kind of scenarios they might get into next. Some writers might use a wanderer as an excuse to tell the story of the world around them. Others might use them as a central character and paint them as this mysterious rebel who's drifted into town and will end up shaking the foundations of everything while just trying to get on by.

Simply put, they're incredibly versatile and I'd honestly encourage coming up with a character like this. See what you can do with 'em, ask yourself what their motivations are, picture how they might look, what they're capable of, that kinda stuff.

If you've managed to read through to the end here, thank you for taking the time to do so. I honestly have a lot of fun just writing these types of posts in general.

4 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

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[nitroish]

hi wind fancy meeting you here in this above-sea-and-clouds looking part of the earth, how are you

#omg is that the triforce u have...so cool #linkeduniverse #lu wind #link #loz #2021 art tag #anyway #this was fun #i painted over a picture of ocean water for this cos ive never drawn water before #i think it came out ok !! #idk why he has the full triforce #does he ever get the full triforce #or in general is Near it??????? no idea! #it seems to be a theme with my wind art that he has the full triforce #i think its just the pretty and cool vibes of it i guess #*** never drawn water like this before

[bye-bye-sunbird]

Temple of Gold - Yan!Zhongli x Priestess!Reader x Yan!Osial

This is part of the "Spoil of War" series collection. You can find the masterlist for this series here and the first chapter here.

Notes: I am so sorry for taking this long to update, but here it is at last!! I hope you all enjoy it. And BTW... WE'VE REACHED 500 FOLLOWERS! I am honestly so grateful to each one of you, and I'll be planning some way to celebrate! My heart is full of love and gratitude TuT <3 <3

Credits: @violeteyesofevergarden for letting me vent ideas to her, honestly, you have been such a crucial part of this series and I am so grateful for your help TUT!

Warnings: General dark and yandere themes, isolation, nightmares and manipulation. No beta, we die like Rex Lapis.

Word count: 1,231.

art by: @Almoonnn_7

"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself." ― Oscar Wilde.

The tempest that lashed the walls of Guizhong's Shrine did not seem to faze the Overlord of the Vortex, the distinguished lines of his face remained indifferent to the touch of the icy water. Everything about him gave the impression that he was used to the world subjugating to his will. His tall figure melted into the darkness around him, as if it belonged to him and obeyed his commands.

You remain immobile to his relentless advance, your feet nailed to the ground and your arms protecting your body. The icy wind turned the raindrops into razors that attacked you mercilessly, but your eyes remained defiant. You were afraid to give in to a monster like him, devoid of all gentleness and the very picture of everything that stood against your principles. You close your eyes, trying to compose yourself as you feel his lips nearing your neck. It's then that you feel a strange warmth surround your silhouette, and you breathe in a familiar scent.

By the time you open your eyes, a soft, gentle breeze sways the beautiful blooming glaze lilies, all in ghostly silence. A chain of unbridled musings lashes at your mind as you wake from yet another trance. The hours you had dedicated to mourning had been transformed into torments by Osial, who in dreams taunted your devotion with strange visions of sin. You wanted to lock them up, prevent them from appearing in your thoughts again. Wrap them in shrouds and deliver them to the river if need be, let the waters drown them for all eternity.

When you look down, you see nothing but the sea below you. Your feet barely skim the mountain as the only thing stopping your fall is a black and gold-infused arm that imprisons your body in a strong and devoted grip. You feel the air come out of your lungs in shock, and without thinking you cling desperately to the Lord of Geo's arm, tears streaming down your cheeks as he takes a few steps back pulling you close to him, and away from the sea. Your knees shake, unable to support your weight any longer, and your arms hang delicately as you slowly lose your senses, fainting a mere seconds later.

One step ahead and he would have been too late.

Dark amber glowed in his eyes as he holds you close, fury turning his blood into boiling liquid gold. He rests his knees on the ground with you still in his arms and as he feels your soft hair on his cheek, he turns his face towards your beautiful sleeping form and, unable to restrain himself, buries his nose in the crook of your neck, taking long breaths to regain his composure, allowing your sweet scent to dull his senses.

The leaves rustled under your feet as you silently followed behind the God of Contracts. Shame and sadness flooded your thoughts and kept you mute as your eyes wandered through the beautiful temple Morax had built as a parting gift to his dearest of friends. A place to honor her legacy, to mourn her and your sisters, to keep you safe, as he had promised Guizhong.

Morax's kindness was enormous, and you felt unworthy of it.

"May I assume you have made up your mind, then?" he says, his voice pulling you out of your thoughts.

"I have, your grace."

"The tenets you must follow are to remain the same" he adds, tilting his face to look at you, "Are you aware of what said choice entails?"

"I wish to remain a Dust Priestess."

"That doesn't answer the question."

To that, you raise your gaze, conflict swirling in the deep color of your eyes. Morax's face remains calm, but his pupils dilate slightly at the sight of your doubt.

You belonged here in this pure world, to which he, a god of battle and blood, was but an intruder ... and to which he entered nonetheless, incapable of stopping the part of him that you unknowingly lured in with your warmth. You were the very image of loneliness and fragility as Morax stood in front of you.

You wonder if Guizhong awaited you in the afterlife along with the rest of your sisters... Could that promise be enough to make you feel less of a lost soul whose title no longer served any purpose? Could it make the pain more bearable?

Morax can see that the past, filled with sun and laughter, seemed to torment you. Back then, you were nothing but a naive, sweet girl who had never seen a battle, nor heard a dying man’s plea. A girl whose head was full of nothing but songs and riddles. War had torn apart that child. The gleam of wonder and curiosity that brought light to your eyes was long gone. In its place, however, sorrow reigned exquisitely. Had you ever looked more beautiful and dignified than you did now?

As much as he missed seeing you smile, grief turned ethereal in that splendid face of yours. Your voice no longer held the sweet ring of spring, but the calm, alluring sound of winter's wind. Those sad songs you used to sing for him would sound even more beautiful now that you understood pain.

An invisible force impelled him with all the might of unsated desire to raise his hand, to hold that beautiful face of yours between his fingertips and bring you comfort. The Lord of Geo restrains himself, however, as he awaits your answer.

Your lips tremble in doubt as you mutter "... I am, your grace".

With that, you vow to stay hidden behind these walls, away from the sea and every danger it imposes. You are to remain unwed, untouched, and unyielding to every sin that tempts you. With that, the remaining Dust Priestess vows to live a solitary life in this temple of gold, to mourn the loss of her goddess and sisters until her last breath. One step outside and you could no longer be a Dust Priestess.

"Then I am to leave you now, as this temple does not belong to me," he says in a solemn tone, lowering his gaze and slowly turning away from you. Part of you wants to stop him, and ask him if he shall visit you from time to time, the thought of being utterly alone starting to sink in as the sounds of his steps echoed in the empty, lonely hall.

"Your grace?" you call, meekly.

He tilts his head slightly, not looking at you but indicating he is listening.

"I... wanted to thank you, for saving me."

Your eyes linger in his form as the heavy stone gate starts to close, a small pool of tears clouding your sight. He doesn't answer, but nods his head before stepping outside the entrance of gold and stone.

Once outside, the Lord of Geo stares silently at the sky, taking a moment to mourn his friend.

"I'm keeping my promise, Guizhong. Your daughter has a temple of gold to keep her safe, and I shall not interfere... However, leaving the temple is her renouncing you... and welcoming me."

Morax then lowers his gaze in contempt, facing the raging sea that howls at him.

"So do your worst, Osial," he says, a sinister shadow forming in his eyes, "Lure her out if you must."

#yandere #yandere zhongli x reader #yandere osial x reader #zhongli x reader #osial x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #yandere imagines #genshin impact yandere #yandere genshin impact #spoil of war series #zhongli imagines #tw: dark content

[kiridarling]

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒

izuku midoriya | ft. ceo!au + praise + exhibitionism + breaking and entering + body worship + f!reader + more! minors dni.

— 3.8k words

“When I saw you this evening, in that ballgown, I knew I just had to have you. But I can't be a gentleman for much longer, as much as I'd like to."

You’ve always hated Chopin.

“L’œuf mimosa, Madame?”

After turning down the poor waiter whose arms quiver under the weight of the plates, you turn back to your red wine and people-watching. The ballroom is full of golds and reds, the amber lighting illuminating the intricately decorated walls. And you sit in the middle of it all—you and your 147 billion net-worth, with a ball gown that’s caught at least half the aristocratic asshole’s attention, not that they were very loyal to their wives in the first place.

You're not here for their attention, though. You’re strictly here for business—and frankly, you want to do nothing more than sock these fat business moguls in their chubby faces until their teeth fall out and demand they pay their taxes. But, seeing as you’re the only woman here who isn’t a gold-digging wife, you bite your tongue.

You’ve always dreaded black tie events, but as you’ve said, duty calls.

A whine filters through the speakers, followed by two amplified taps and a clear of a throat. The murmur down as the auction's owner takes the center of the stage, stilling in front of the next piece of art—hidden behind a black veil—before adjusting the tie to his business suit.

“I’m glad that you all could be with us tonight. I have both a great privilege and honor to host this event,” he announces, bulbous head already growing damp under the heat of the stage lights. “Now that we're almost at the end, I'm sure you won't be disappointed. Saving the best for last, as one does."

He includes a casual wave to his comment and the audience erupts in a flurry of chuckles, though not for long. As he walks over to the piece, hand raised and ready to reveal, silence seizes the room by the neck.

"Well. Shall we?”

The audience balances on the edges of their seats, with millions of wide eyes and thrumming chests in anticipation. A smooth flick of a hand and the black sheet is removed, and there sits the only piece you’ve had your eyes on all night. She’s even more beautiful up close.

“El Bacio, The Kiss. Francesco Hayez, 1859.”

The grip around your glass tightens. The brilliant blue from the woman’s dress in the oil painting may as well burn your eyes, and the surrounding murmurs peak with your interest. You know it's yours without question, though—you can outbid almost anyone in this room. Anyone that matters, anyway.

“This is the original version, originally commissioned by Count Alfonso Maria Visconti of Saliceto. It was donated to the Pinacoteca di Brera in 1886 and went missing in 1937. Starting at ten million.”

You try not to scowl. The fucker jacked up the price by two million.

“Twelve million,” the man says as he recognizes whoever lifted a hand. You sit tight, your hands throbbing in your lap for the right moment as you survey the room for anyone who could possibly pose a threat. You find none.

The bidding continues. The price elevates from twelve million to fifteen to thirty to fifty. You raise a hand, finally, fingers splayed wide and confident to signify a five.

“Fifty-five million.”

The room falls silent; you try not to smile. You know for a fact no one wants this painting more than you do, and you’re determined to have it.

“No one else?”

His eyes scan the room but no one makes a motion. It’s yours.

Until there’s movement from your peripheral.

“Sixty million!”

You eye whoever had the audacity to raise their hand, only to be met with a rather peculiar sight—a man, roughly your age, with slicked-back green hair and a hand twice the size of yours, lifted lazily in the air.

With a huff, you find yourself thrusting another five into the air.

“Sixty-five millio—Seventy million!”

You know that green-haired (probably) trust fund baby has got to be doing this for fun because the poorly hidden smirk hidden behind the hand he rests his chin on is more than obvious.

You dislike him already, immediately categorizing him with the rest—another sleazeball.

“Seventy-five million!”

“Eighty million!”

“One hundred million!”

In your defense, you were getting frustrated.

Either way, the green-haired stranger backs off with a nonchalant shrug, and it makes you burn this discontent. The business mogul-turned-auctioneer steps off the stage for another twenty-minute intermission and folks turn to one another for conversation. You sigh, simply satisfied that you’ve gotten what you came for.

You find yourself faintly puzzled by the boy with the green hair, and you're sure it's solely due to his age. Frankly, you've been the only one under thirty in the Top 100 Richest People since you achieved such a feat, and the fact that you haven't heard of him is...puzzling. But it doesn't matter. Clearly, he’s just another fellow looking to put another pretty thing in his foyer—you doubt he knows a thing about art, and definitely not an appreciation for it. You find solace in the fact that it's the new addition to your precious art collection instead, and will be owned and taken care of by someone who actually enjoys it.

“Good evening.”

You jump. Wrapped up in all of your inner turmoil (complemented by inner bragging, naturally) you fail to notice the greenette cross the expanse of the ballroom and make himself comfortable in the open seat next to you, despite your lack of approval.

“Hello,” you say, unsure of why he's here. He offers a hand to shake, Rolex glinting under the golden lighting.

“Izuku Midoriya,” he introduces, and you suppose shaking his hand won’t hurt.

“Your name?” He snorts, raising a cocky eyebrow. You scowl.

“Does it matter?”

“Not particularly.” Izuku rests his forearms on the table as his evergreen eyes rake your figure up and down. “But if you prefer to remain nameless, be my guest.”

“[Y/N].”

“Hmm?”

“My name,” you clarify. “It’s [Y/N].”

You’re not exactly sure what possessed you to tell him your name so easily. Maybe the fact that most already know who you are, and the fact that this man—this stranger—doesn’t know who you are, irks you a bit.

Okay. It irks you a lot.

“Well, Miss [Y/N],” Izuku tilts his head sideways. “I think that’s a very pretty name.”

Your body betrays you with a light gasp. Stupid thing.

“Well. I’m bored,” Izuku announces childishly, relaxing against the chair. “Lets go somewhere.”

You roll your eyes at his asserted dominance—in no way does he expect you to go with him, does he? You raise an eyebrow.

“No.”

Izuku clicks his tongue as if it were a buzzer, and more importantly, as if you were wrong. “Why?”

That has you scoffing. “I don’t know you.”

Izuku’s eyes flash with a challenge and it’s gone just as quickly. He leans forwards, crowding your personal space yet again.

“I told you my name, no?”

“You did,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest and straightening your back. You feel too small. “But I know nothing about you.“

“Well,” Izuku places an inquisitive finger on his lips, and it’s almost mocking, the way he takes a moment to think about it. “My name is Izuku Midoriya. I like...katsudon and hero movies. I’m here because I have too much time and money on my hands, and I’m, most importantly, bored.”

Your eyes narrow. “What do you do for a living?”

Izuku’s lip curls, and it’s downright sinister, “I'll tell you if you come with me."

You roll your eyes, and he takes both your hands in his. You don’t pull away, but you don’t reciprocate it either.

“Where?”

Izuku shrugs, “Wherever the wind takes us.”

Your stomach growls loudly, interrupting your fairly intimate conversation and dying your cheeks pink. Izuku raises an eyebrow.

“I heard they’re feeding us escargo for dinner.”

“Ugh,” you sigh, shoulder sagging. “Looks like I’m not eating, then.”

But there’s a glint in his eyes, and you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t one in your own. There's an ebb in the discourse, a beat, before Izuku's nodding towards the exit.

“Fast food?”

Wendy’s hits different during a Parisian midnight.

“—and so I had to be like: No Kacchan, you can’t hotwire his car to blow just because your food was, and I quote, lukewarm.”

You snicker behind a fist, digging your fancy heels into the grimy cement sidewalk, Wendy’s frostee in hand. Izuku hasn’t let go of your hand since you two left the fast-food joint, and for some reason, you haven’t pulled away.

"Violence seems to be a reoccurring theme with your friend," you say, laughing when Izuku nods in agreement, eyes stuck on the full moon hanging high in the air.

"You remind me of him, actually."

You raise an eyebrow, unable to see the correlation at all, "Because I'm a loud and angry and I like to blow things up."

"Or, because you're strong—independent. The type of woman to make men turn tail and run, you know?" Izuku turns to you with a lopsided grin.

You hum, averting your eyes to the moon. It's a stupid question, one that's all too loaded yet empty at the same time, and you hate that you hesitate to ask it.

"Why haven't you ran, then?"

"Easy." Izuku lets a smooth shrug roll off his shoulders, "I like strong women."

He continues to pull you to an undisclosed destination, the two of you stumbling through the heart of Paris with his suit jacket around your goosebump-ridden shoulders. People stare, but for the first time in forever, you find that you don't care much.

Finally, you two reach Izuku's "big reveal." You gaze at the magnificently lit french building in confusion, the golden under lights contrasting both of your beings against the navy blue sky.

"The Louvre?"

"Mhm," Izuku says, and he looks more than giddy. "Have you been?"

"Once," your voice is weary and you're sure he senses it, his grip tightening around your own. "For a fundraiser...but it's midnight Izuku, ho—"

But he's already tugging you to the right, dipping between columns and arches until you reach the back of the building. Izuku turns to you and whispers:

"Watch this."

It's hard to tell what he did exactly, especially with no light—it's just a bunch of jingles and ticks. Though, the moment you can't escape the sense that this is beyond sketchy, a lock clicks, and a door whines open.

"Hurry. And take your heels off," Izuku whispers, tilting his head towards the entrance. You hear the crunch of a leaf and see the beginning of a white flashlight curl around the building and fuck, this place has to be crawling with security guards, doesn't it?

"Don't tell me what to do," you grumble...as you take off your shoes. (Because you were going to do it anyway.) You enter and he closes the door behind the two of you, submerging you both in complete darkness.

"Security's only on the outside," Izuku grins. "They don't expect us to get inside, so as long as we're quiet, it should be fine."

"Until we have to get back out again," you say, huffing. Your heart pounds from the adrenaline because frankly, you've never been one for adventures, and breaking into a historical french museum is miles out of your comfort zone. "Seriously, did you think this through at all? What happens when we get caught?"

Izuku sighs, turning to you with a pout before grabbing your free hand again. "Women worry too much. C'mon—I wanna explore."

"You—let go, you misogynistic assho—"

You're cut off by a finger to your lips. Izuku bends down so he’s looking at you straight on, eyes dark as he sternly whispers, "Do you want us to get caught?"

It's not the prospect of getting caught that makes you falter, though—it's the way his stare pins you in place, voice swollen with that air of dominance you claim to hate. You have to tighten your grip on your heels to ensure they don't hit the ground.

"Now," Izuku‘s strangely childish manner returns, tugging your hand once your panicked whisper-yelling ceases, "Shall we?"

You roll your eyes, but your bare feet patter against the cold Louvre tile anyway. And you've got to say, the museum is much nicer when it isn't crawling with people.

"Mona Lisa's forehead is bigger than I thought," Izuku observes with a finger on his lip. He's on the wrong side of the railing, his nose close to kissing the glass protecting the piece. You snort, dropping your head to pinch the bridge. He turns to give you a weird look.

"What?"

"Nothing, just," you shake your head, the cool wood of the railing digging into your forearms. "Did you actually want that painting?"

Izuku frowns. "Which one?"

"El Bacio."

"Mm," the greenette hums as he thinks, blinking to the corner of the room."I suppose. You seemed like you wanted it more, though."

You roll your eyes, "So you cap at eighty million?"

Izuku shrugs, hopping the railing. Seems like he's finally done insulting poor Lisa, "I capped when you started to sweat."

You huff, but stomping instead of walking isn't so intimidating when you're barefoot. "I wasn't sweating."

You see a hidden smirk on Izuku's face once you catch up to him, and it's frustrating and insulting, to say the least. Both of you proceed down a hall of statues. "You're much easier to read than you think, Miss [Y/N]."

"And you're not as perceptive as you think, Mister Midoriya."

Izuku chuckles at that, shaking his head. "Well played, Miss [Y/N]. Well played."

You're not sure why your chest swells, but it does, and it takes both you and your limited lung capacity off guard. But you don't have much time to sort it out—Izuku's grabbing your hand again, and redirecting your attention to the last statue in the hall. You recognize it and frown.

“Cupid and Psyche?”

The silver moonlight pours in through the window, spilling down Cupid’s tipped wings and the softest points of the Psyche’s curves. Izuku hums in confirmation, hands sliding to encompass your hips as his chin hooks on your shoulder.

"Well done, Miss [Y/N]."

His voice deepens—it's coarse and heady, and gets your blood rushing in a way breaking and entering never could have.

"Amore e Psiche, Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss. Antonio Canova, 1793."

You fail to understand why this statue stood out to him compared to all the others, but the circles Izuku’s thumb presses into your hips signifies that you’ll find out soon.

"Cupid represents desire, and Psyche, the human soul," Izuku says, running his hands up your sides. "Together, they make the perfect union."

Dipping his nose into your neck, Izuku inhales, and the hands around your waist tighten, if the smallest bit. "Psyche was the prettiest woman in the world; so pretty she rivaled Venus' beauty with her own. It didn't matter if it broke rules—Cupid knew he had to have her."

The gentle nudge of a neck evolves into a set of butterfly kisses, tracing the column of your neck until his mouth reaches your ear. A hand slides to gently cup your breast, and the other to your thigh.

"Miss [Y/N], when I saw you this evening, in that ballgown, I knew I just had to have you. But I can't be a gentleman for much longer, as much as I'd like to." Izuku groans into your neck, hips gently grinding forwards. "So, it's up to you what we do next—I could drop you off at your home to probably never see you again, or...”

Izuku shifts, and you can feel his hardening cock against your back. “I can bend you over right here. Your choice.”

You hesitate, determined to think this through—but Izuku's wandering hands and rutting hips prove to be too much of a distraction.

"Fine," is all you say, before whirling around, grabbing the greenette by his dress shirt, and slamming your lips onto his.

Izuku kisses back with a grin—like he knew you were going to say yes—and places his hands around your waist yet again, backing you up against the marble statue.

"Sit on the platform," he breathes into your mouth. You frown.

"Like, the platform to the statue? Caus—"

"Yes on the statue, now sit," Izuku demands, but he doesn't give you much room to protest, forcing you onto the marble platform. Hiking your dress to your waist, Izuku's calloused palms slide up your inner thighs, spreading them apart to make room for himself in between. He pauses.

"No panties?"

You flush red—from the exposure or the comment, you aren't sure—but you huff in defiance nevertheless, determined to stand your ground and keep some of your dignity. (Though you're positive Izuku can feel you shaking already.)

"I'm wearing a dress," you defend weakly.

Izuku hums behind a bitten lip, lying a heavy thumb on your clit. It's enough pressure to make your thighs tense but not much else, until it flicks downwards.

"I wanna taste you," Izuku growls with dilated pupils once he finally tears his gaze from your exposed body. "Can I?"

Heat surges through your veins, and you let him pry your thighs apart as you respond with an unsteady, "Yeah—yeah, that's fine."

Izuku's chest rumbles with a growl as he closes in on your pussy, hands gripping underneath your thighs. You whimper when he trails butterfly kisses down your inner legs, the grip you have around the skirt of your dress tightening.

"So pretty," Izuku groans, chuckling when you shiver as he flattens his tongue against your slit, "My Goddess."

With that he dives in, almost sending you toppling with the force. The moonlight dyes his green locks a navy blue, and you can't resist seizing them into a fist when he pushes a finger in.

"Feel good, Gorgeous?" Izuku says with a knowing smirk on his sinfully glossed lips. Another digit enters and it has your toes curling as you nod. “Shit, you’re tight.”

Izuku spits on your pussy and it’s downright dirty, before looks at you under forest green eyelashes, the other hand finally letting go of your thigh in favor for pulling at the top of your dress.

“Izuku, wha—“

“I wanna see your tits,” he huffs. You’d laugh at his enthusiasm if you weren’t so aroused, and you find your hands joining in the flurry. The moment they’re free, Izuku’s mouth latches onto your breast in an instant.

“F-Fuck, ‘Zuku—“

“You sound so good when you moan my name, sweetheart,” Izuku groans, and you jolt as he tweaks a bud.

“Say it again.”

He pinches your nipple and clit at the same time, and it has your legs kicking as you squeal his name again.

The Izuku growls and it's nothing but feral, and another yelp of his name has him pulling you to your feet to the point where your noses almost touch. Aggravated from being so close before the greenette ripped his fingers away has you scowling.

"Wha—"

"Can I fuck you?" His breath ghosts your lips. You hide your shock by a roll of your eyes.

"Do you always ask stupid questions?"

Izuku hums in contemplation before grabbing you harshly by the jaw, to the point where your cheeks squish into your eyes and your lips pucker. "Say it, Bunny."

"I just sa—"

"Say 'I want you to fuck me, Izuku,'" he says with a cruel snarl. "’Hard.’"

Your eyes dart from his heavy gaze to the statue, and you can't help but feel more fragile than glass. "I litera—"

"Say it, brat."

"I—" you try but nothing comes out, and you blame that darkened stare of his, "I w-want you to fuck me. Izuku."

Izuku inhales sharply, the fingers cradling your face tightening before he speaks again.

"Good girl."

He spins you so your hands lay on the statue's base, yanking your hips back and flipping your dress so your bare ass is exposed to the cool air.

Izuku's palms caress your behind, kneading both globes before he pulls you against his bare cock. (When he took off his pants is beyond you.) He slaps his cock against your clit until you huff in frustration, turning around to shoot him an angry glare.

"Today, Izuku."

The greenette blinks out of his absorbed gaze on your behind in favor of glowering you down. You waver under his glare despite your best efforts.

His cock kisses your entrance and then all of it is in you at once, and his size is enough to make your inner thighs ache from the stretch. You bite your lip in an attempt to muffle a moan, but that crashes and burns fairly quickly.

"O-Oh shi—"

"You said today, didn't you?" Izuku rasps, before pulling out and stuffing you full at a quick and steady pace. Your hands scramble for proper purchase against the statue—without breaking it, for gods sake—but the harder he fucks you into it, the harder it is to stay upright. "Quiet, baby. We're not supposed to be here, remember?"

You nod frantically, teeth digging into your bottom lip. The thought of getting caught, you, of all people, while being railed against a marble statue—

Izuku moans in your ear, a hand moving between your thighs to rub at your clit. "Oh, you tightened when I said that—you like the idea of getting caught, Bunny?"

You respond with a choked moan, thighs quivering with an impending orgasm. Izuku groans as you tighten around him again, but they quickly turn into shushes.

"Bu—"

"I-I know," your voice cracks and it's absolutely pathetic. "But I can't—"

Izuku's hand wraps around your mouth to the point where his fingertips just barely brush your ears. You whine, eyes fluttering as the new grip adjusts the angle ever so slightly, and pushes him so much deeper.

"You're gonna kill me," Izuku says, wheezing out a laugh. "I—fuck Bunny, I'm close."

You whimper behind his hand and nod as if to say me too, and you're sure Izuku understands from the way he groans before he speeds up in all aspects. "Good. G-Good—cum for me baby, I know you can—"

Your toes curl into the marble floor as the coil in your gut snaps, knocking the wind out of you and sending you thrashing in Izuku's arms. You hear the greenette curse and shudder behind you, stuttering hips slowing to an eventual stop. Both of you stand there for a moment, comfortable interrupting the silence with nothing but your heaving breaths.

"You okay?"

You chuckle. It's dry and scratchy, and your lip throbs from biting it so hard, but it isn’t...aggravating, per-se. "You sound worse than me."

Izuku laughs at that, though it waters down as he pulls out with a hiss. "I don't think worse is the correct adjective here, Miss [Y/N].”

You snort. Back to “Miss [Y/N]” it is, then.

Your ears catch the distinct wail of ever-increasing sirens, but you don't think much of it until the side of Izuku's face starts flashing blue and red. Both you and the greenette falter, sharing a look.

"Police! Hands in the air!"

i wrote this while watching a hysterectomy in physio aah (also yes, the french police speak in english leave me alone skjdhfgk) — sun

#— 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 #izuku midoriya #deku x reader #deku smut #izuku smut #midoriya smut #bnha smut #mha smut

[yostresswritinggirl]

it seems boredom has taken over me due to the fact i have nothing to do but make up hcs of your universe reversal au, so here you go:

(im sorry if this is bothersome)

• if [y/n]'s va tries making a song cover of a romantic/love song with the character's voice, albedo would go overdrive and make an animatic centered around either: [y/n] x traveler or [y/n] x viewer (the other simps would also go crazy over both the cover and godly animatic ngl)

• childe would be the type to show and brag to his younger siblings about his genshin waifu/husbando/lover. teucer is usually his main listener, and he would feel prideful if teucer ever asks something about you out of curiosity or interest. definitely would go on a rant and word-vomit about how awesome and perfect you are.

• xiao's a famous and anonymous [y/n] x reader fanfic writer on tumblr/ao3/wattpad whose stories get very popular with the simps desperate for content

• zhongli bought a keychain displaying your chibi self from the official merch store. he keeps it dangling from his wallet's keychain holder (?) and is the prime reason why he remembers to actually bring his wallet sometimes. like, he's about to go outside to eat with a friend at mcdonald's or something; but he catches sight of your chibi self at the corner of his peripheral vision before he could so — and he's like: "oh hey it's my [y/n] keychain— oops, i also forgot my wallet again"

• venti would listen to [y/n] x listener videos on youtube. he might even go and commission someone for it (he might sometimes commission nsfw) (inspiration was taken from a past ask you received. thank you to the anon who gave me this idea).

• kaeya's a little shit in co-op and absolutely refuses to adjust/change his character (aka you). he's devoted to you and only you, even if your attacks aren't very effective on a particular boss/enemy (and even if said boss is immune to your attacks).

• though diluc isn't very involved with the fandom, he does occasionally look and scroll fanart of you (albedo's art usually). he may or may not have read and got hooked onto a [y/n] x reader fic (xiao's). he checks for updates once a week

• i hc that ganyu kind of has a hard time sleeping (she's overworked :(( ) since she usually pulls all-nighters, working on reports for her job. her body soon got used and adjusted to her terrible sleep schedule, so oftentimes during her day-offs; she has a hard time taking a well-deserved rest. sooooo, i think she listens to your theme song/voicelines (more specifically, the ones where you're all doting on the traveler or where you tell them to have a good night/rest). even better if your va has a relaxing song cover she could listen to and slowly fall asleep to. overall, GIVE THIS GIRL A BREAK.

-🐞

Okay, okay, ladybug anon I love you so much aldbaoakkw I love Universe Reversal brainrot so much and you're all so clever over it sksksksk

The VA thingy reminds me of either the ones Mihoyo made where Barbara or Amber interacts with the audience awww, or or they did a similar thing with Let The Wind Tell You collab with fanartists sodbksnso

I just imagined Childe bragging his imaginary waifu/husbando to a fuckin kid like a lonely degenerate omayghad

It's funny how if in this verse he is the top writer, it's divergent to the fact that @xiaowhore is the current top writer

THE ZHONGLI ONE IS THE ABSOLUTE CUTEST AND MOST ENDEARING TOO HFNBNF HE'S A GROWN MAN WITH AAN ANIME KEYCHAIN BUT THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM LOVE HIM TOO MUCH TO SHAME HIM

Venti VENTI would definitely be the type of person to buy Patreon subscription for those VA thingies and gives so much for their kofi account because they love it so much

I can definitely see Kaeya do this but but physical damage can do its work, and Kaeya can miraculously build (y/n) like 17k base attack, food buff, and then Bennett damage multiplier- he's a metaslave for his waifu/husbando

Diluc defo has an ao3 account that he keeps an absolute secret, but if you see his subscriptions, he has double digits of series and authors following

Ganyu bb :(( (Y/N)'s trailer music is much calmer than the demo so tnbee for example made a remix of it which has some of the nice dialogue mixed in, or someone made a 1 hour loop of the official stellar moment release. It's so effective that sometimes Ganyu really can't rest unless she's listening to it full blast.

Ah I love this, I love this all, this must be placed in both masterlists for everyone to see

#anon 🐞 #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #gender neutral #headcanons #About universe reversal #exile.goblet #exile.circlet #exile.flower #Childe #Zhongli #Xiao #Diluc #Kaeya #Ganyu #Albedo #Venti #blessed post #fluff

[potteresque-ire]

Commentary ~ Little Red Little Green Episode 18, “Fruits & Found Family”

Link to original post in Chinese, posted 2021/05/23. Link to official English translation.

(Disclaimer / Notes + Commentary under the cut!) (TW: possible eating disorder)

Disclaimer / Notes:

While the posts by Little Red Little Green (LRLG) are among my most favourite candies, I’d like to remind everyone that they are fake rumours, and should be read and enjoyed as such. ie, all CPN below!

The English translation linked above is the only one authorised by the Fake Rumour House; therefore, please treat all content below as a very casual, very *unofficial* convo between fellow turtle friends! ❤️💛💚

With Chinese being a highly region-specific language, my reactions to it is necessarily filtered through my background, which is, admittedly, somewhat removed from Gg’s, Dd’s and LRLG’s. However, it is not uncommon for even c-turtles (and several times, LRLG themselves) to be lost with what they read / heard due to regional differences ~ which reflects the reality of communicating in the Sinosphere. In fact, the regionality of the dialects used by different “characters” in LRLG’s dialogues is among the most critical elements that make these posts so authentic-sounding, and so difficult to replicate. A fun activity of following LRLG is to watch c-turtles patch their regional knowledge together, from local slangs to food choices, to make sense of what’s going on. 

Okay, with that all said *phew* ... onto the commentary! “p. X” refers to the panel number in the official English translation (there are 7 total in the Twitter post). 

p1. “Fairy”

Likely referring to the similarity between Gg’s current role for 玉骨遥 (The Longest Promise) and LWJ. Dd was praising Gg for being “fairy-like”; Chinese “fairies” (仙) have a certain style especially in visual media, similar to ... LWJ’s ~ otherworldly, white robes that billow in the wind, peaceful to the point of distant, scholarly, delicate. In between the lines, Gg likely said he was simply playing LWJ (hence, the ”act another me” in the translation), which Dd protested... and said Gg was simply playing himself. Whether that means DD IS NOT LWJ!!!!! 😡😡😡 or something else, we’ll know what we get to watch the show!

p1-p2. “Heat”

Yes about the Chang’e 嫦娥 reference!! Despite Houyi 后羿 shooting down 9/10 suns and saving the day, his wife is, indeed, more famous (and therefore the star, the more powerful one), because she’s frequently featured in Mid-Autumn festival art, along with her pet rabbit 玉兔 (”Jade Rabbit”),:

(Chang’e with her bunny, traditional Chinese painting. Source.)

Below is Gg’s rendition of Chang’e / Jade Bunny pair ~ Chang’e being the superman in the drawing while Jade Bunny is crouching on the planet!! 

Guess of the missing convo from Gg’s side: Gg had wanted to bring something to Hengdian (where the filming of The Longest Promise was taking place) to cool himself down, and Dd had said it wasn’t necessarily. Hence Dd’s “My bad my bad” and the promise to send that something to Gg.

The loveliest line in this segment for me—and for many c-turtles— is the one about white hair. Turning grey a common, but very old-fashioned way of expressing worry and poor Dd, who hasn’t even turned 24, is claiming he was turning white because he got so worried every time Gg complained about the heat (Aww). 

Turning grey with worry isn’t limited to romantic situations — it may happen to doting parents with wayward children, for example, or to ancient patriots over their crumbling kingdom. However, it’s also one of the more (very!) dramatic ways to communicate tragic love in Chinese fiction before Western influence allows “love”, as a term / word / character, to be used explicitly in writing romance. 

Here’s a little example, a little diversion that may be of interest. Those who are familiar with the Wuxia classic Return of the Condor Heroes 神雕俠侶 by Jin Yong 金庸, whether it’s the book or its numerous visual adaptations, may remember how the hero, Yang Guo 楊過, went white at his temples overnight after his Shifu and lover, Xiao Long Nv (小龍女), didn’t show up at the cliff at the end of his 16-year wait for her.  

Set photo from a TV adaption of Return of the Condor Heroes, 1995. Turtles may find the actress playing the perenially white-wearing, calm-to-the point-of-aloof Xiao Long Nv, Carmen Li 李若彤, familiar ~ she also played Lan Yi in The Untamed. 

The 16-year wait, the invitation to Carmen to play Lan Zhan’s ancestor (when the two shared similarities in aesthetics and personality), were two of the three references from Return of the Condor Heroes I picked up from The Untamed (the last one was more specific—WWX mentioned Yang Guo’s master 獨孤求敗). This tribute is unconfirmed, but MXTX did say before that Jin Yong’s works were her inspiration. I also read a (small) discussion on whether LWJ’s hair carried a few pieces of white in the final episode, or if the lighter strands in it were a trick of the sunlight. (Here’s a screenshot of the approximate place to look!!) 

While I lean towards the latter (the sunlight), turning white with worry, with love, is a tradition in Chinese storytelling. Here’s a little something I’ve noticed too, on this note ~ both in the actual interviews and in these fake rumours, Dd’s word choices, the way he conveys emotions are sometimes surprisingly traditional. It can be because of his background (which would require a study of how Luo Yang people and Koreans talk); it can be because the traditional way of talking allows for fewer words to be said, fewer things to have to be explicitly explained (example: LWJ), but the effect is that Dd has supplied the most romantic lines in LRLG’s posts because of that ~ romantic because it harks back to the rhythm, the themes of old poetry, of ancient stories that, as were true everywhere in the world, were about love. 

Okay, back to the rumour (and hoping Dd won’t look like Bad Wig Yang Guo in a few more summers!) ....

The line after the one about white hair ... the way I understand the original Chinese sentence is “Heat is The Reason”: ie, anything Dd wants Gg to do and Gg disagrees, Gg would use heat as The Reason (R) to not do it. This anything may be eating, for example, which also has a strong possibility as conventional Chinese wisdom says that heat causes people to lose appetite. Dd’s worry would therefore be: Gg refusing to eat because he claims it’s too hot to do so.

“Corny joke” ~ the Chinese for this is, literally, “cold 冷 joke 笑話”, which becomes a pun as the gzry (team members)’s joke was about the (cold) winter and black hair. So... Dd threw a corny joke to combat a corny joke :D .

p3. “Apple”

The first half I also had to rely on c-turtles to help me interpret what it meant! Regional dialects aside, LRLG has captured dls’s very quick wit, the way his ideas freely hop from one concept to the next and this hopping carries traditional + popular cultural references that I know only a fraction of, not being a local after all. 

I’ve read an additional interpretation of this segment: “big fruit” 大果兒 (as in dls: “Those are all big fruits, all big fruits”) is a Northern Chinese, traditional slang for women—dls might have connected that with the previous line in the convo about being Guowang, as explained in the translation, and “big and juicy” + “touch to feel” being suggestive phrases. Then, given the rare usage of the big fruit = women slang, dls expressed surprise that Dd understood what he meant, went on to say he expected Gg to know it (implying Gg could’ve taught Dd the meaning) ... 

Which led to the entertaining part of this segment. Dd was like “You guys (= Gg + dls) talked?” Dls appeared to have thought of the scenario customarily inviting this question (scenario: someone on the verge of catching their spouse cheating) and began playacting that scenario, started to stammer ... as if he had just been got caught trying to chat up someone’s spouse  ~  ”I-I-I....how to say it ...”. Dd caught on dls’s playacting and went along, continued with the “accusation”: “You’re stammering”. Dls then noted that Dd’s accusation was scary and Dd smiled, ending the playact ~ so, ah, readers, never mess with Dd’s spouse!! Dd gets scary!! 

(BTW: ”nijia na kouzi” 你家那口子 was explained in the translation for a reason ~ It’s a warm, friendly term for a dear friend’s spouse. 😊)

p4. Lychees

Lychees. Has everyone tried them? It’s important not to over-eat them though...

In which the “Feeding Gg” saga continues! This segment is one of those that are wonderful for fic writers who wish to capture Gg and Dd in words. Gg, like many brought up in traditional families, has trouble saying “no” outright, which is often considered rude. As such, he resorted to delay tactics, something he had also done with the fried noodles in The Makeup Room BTS. 

In the BTS, his delay tactics had been to argue that Dd hadn’t eaten his box of noodles and therefore, he couldn’t start (~2:35 mark)—as proper manners indeed dictated. In this dialogue, his delay tactics was to say he’d eat the lychees later, that the lychees would make him too full for the proper meal (rice). 

A cute thing about this convo is that rather than pouting and grumbling his only being LWJ’s replacement (as he had hilariously done in the BTS), Dd had, apparently over the last three years, become an expert on countering such delay tactics. He peeled the lychees, which not only removed a major obstacle for eating, but also set a timer as peeled lychees get dry quickly (and Gg, despite being a picky eater, didn’t seem to like to waste food). He said the fruit could make appetiser. He got the help of their team members, who assured Gg that two lychees would be all right.

Gg’s response to the assurance... takes a little time to explain. 

The original Chinese line for “Great, great, you’re so awesome” was 絕了絕了你們絕了。 “絕了”, a popular phrase used by Chinese netizens, was repeated three times.

絕, literally, means the extreme, the absolute, the end. 絕了 means pretty much the same ~ a thing that is 絕了 is standing en pointe at the edge of the cliff that is The Absolute End of a spectrum. It is the Ultimate. It can't be surpassed. It’s unbeatable. 

絕了 is usually used in a positive sense, as in the English translation, with the positive being implied. If I say the LWJ photo above is 絕了, for example, I don’t need to specify that the extreme in 絕 stands on the good end. It’s understood given the audience of this post are mostly turtles (HELLO *waves*). We’re all heart-eyes here. We agree, without saying, that this photo is The Top, The Pinnacle; it can’t be better. 絕了 is higher praise than Excellent; it’s so good that there are no adjectives for it. Its own presence defines How Good It Is. 

But 絕了 doesn’t have to be positive. If my audience is Su She ... he’s likely to take the same “This LWJ photo is 絕了” to mean the Mariana Trench kind of Absolute—the bottom of the bottom, the Unbeatable, Adjective-Defying Worst. 

絕了 allows for that understanding too.

In this scenario, I interpret Gg’s 絕了 as taking the meaning of both extremes (which make it a fantastic phrase choice!): that Gg thought Dd and the team members were being both the Absolute Best (for thinking of Gg, caring for him) AND the Absolute Worst (for going against his wish to not eat!) Gg’s 絕了 also signals defeat; if Dd and his team members were The Absolute ... Whatever, then poor Gg had no choice but to yield to their wishes. I can already imagine his “I can’t believe I lose this way” Look (see: every rock-paper-scissors he lost, which was ... pretty much all of them), mixed with, perhaps, a healthy amount of bunny tooth warning (how dare Dd et al banded up against him)...

Those bunny teeth had to be taken care of, right? And so Dd went on to say lychees being good omen that ensure things would go smoothly for the eater... targeting Gg’s being a, as c-turtles call it, 小迷信 (literally, “Little Superstitious”, a young + adorable + superstitious person). Dd said that to help Gg justify the choice to eat, to make Gg feel better about his defeat. 

(Of note: I had actually never heard of lychees being associated with good luck before, and a quick search online also didn’t yield any result. This could be a relatively rare association Google failed to catch ... or something Dd made up on the fly to make Gg happy.) 

(Lychees have, however, been associated with romance. If Emperor’s Smile 天子笑 was The Love Drink in The Untamed, then what is Concubine’s Smile 妃子笑? Answer: it’s the RL name of a type of lychees, lychees being the fruit very much adored by Yang Yuhuan 楊玉環, the consort of the Emperor Xuanzong (685-762 BCE) of the Tang Dynasty and one of the four most beautiful woman in Chinese history. Since lychees had only been grown in southern China, the emperor had had the fruit couriered, in express mode involving many horses, to the palace up north to please his favourite wife. Lychees had become a symbol of love from that historical tale.)

Did Gg get Dd’s message then, the love and care packaged in those peeled, sweet fruit awaiting his bite? Yes, but not without a little more fight! “Eat eat eat, (I’ll eat) until you go bankrupt” is a literal translation of his final line. Tonally, I can see the following as being an alternative translation: 

“Fine fine fine. I’ll eat, it’s not like I can bankrupt you by eating anyway!”

If it sounded a little sulky, that’s because it did ... a little sulky AND fiery. As expected from our favourite Chongqing Big Pepper 😂😂😂 (Poor Gg).

Dd smiled at that, needless to say. He won!!! He got Gg to eat!! The world shall rejoice!! 

p5. “Showtime”

There’s a show coming up for Dd (the YH concert maybe?), and Gg offered suggestions. 

The sweet point of this segment is about half-way down the conversation, in the piece of paper 📄 Gg gave to Dd (after “This is for you.”). Dd took the paper, noted the many words on it, and started saying 我把我整個靈魂, translated as “I bring my entire soul”.

c-Turtles have, based on these words, hypothesised that Dd was about to read out a quote that Gg had written on the paper, with the list of items Gg thought Dd should take, before Gg stopped him with a call of his name (“WYB”). The quote was included on the translation (”I give you my entire soul...only, a little good, love you.”) I have also talked about the same quote, in more detail, here.

I’m equally stumped on the final line of this segment. (Sorry!!)

p6. “Found Family”

It’s a heartwarming segment. While LRLG had previously noted that the TTXS bros had communicated with Gg, this segment made clear that they care for him like they do for Dd ~ as family.

* dls mailed Gg a lot of fruit for sharing with the film crew. “Family member needs to be impressive” is a rough translation, but this line does defy simple translation because 排面 a highly cultural concept that has much to do with the equally complex, Chinese concept of face (which this article explains... somewhat adequately). The message to take home is that dls cared enough about Gg that he wanted to make sure Gg wouldn’t lose face in front of the film crew; that, by having enough gifts (fruits) for everyone, Gg wouldn’t be viewed as cheap or inadequate or stingy, or whatever adjective that wouldn’t befit his top idol status. Because dls saw Gg as a member of his family. 

* The prescription from hg had been mentioned in a previous LRLG rumour. 方子 is a Chinese medicine prescription, which, unlike Western formulations, is individualised both to the discomfort / ailment and to the “body constitution” of the person who'll take it, the latter deciding the kind of ailments the person is susceptible to, and which ingredients are expected to be more effective. Chinese medicine also places a strong emphasises on long-term conditioning, whether it’s for recovery from a certain condition or for general good health. A good 方子 is therefore a far more complex and personal thing than, say, a scribble of “paracetamol” / “acetaminophen” on a piece of paper. :D

* fg’s gift for Gg (xx) is something for the waist. A brace support, maybe? For example?

My favourite line in this segment is when hg asked what will Gg and Dd do when they reach hg’s age. Given that the last two items (the prescription and xx) were health-related, I interpreted it as hg worrying about Gg and Dd’s health when they grow old... with all the health problems they already have. It’s the kind of thing a worried parent say to their children ~ my mom has said the same thing to me as well. 😢

p6. “The Cat Paw”

Not quite sure what’s happening here ... not sure what the cat paw is. (Sorry!!) But that é in the translation is Dd’s signature laugh (collection here), which is written as 鵝 (”Goose”) in Chinese 😂.

p7. “The Cat Toy”

Dd appeared to be shopping for a cat’s toy (something that can “hook the cat” in the translation, such that the cat can entertain itself and not rely on human companionship as much). Gg had already bought the toy though and sounded quite proud of it, told Dd to return the toy. The implied cat was, of course, Nut (堅果 Jianguo)... which had been repeatedly referred to in LRLG’s posts as Gg’s daughter.

p7. “Cool vs Cute”

Gg is often viewed as cute, and Dd as cool. Did Dd dislike Gg taking cute pictures for public consumption? Were they scheming an exchange of image? :D

And that’s it for this issue! Ooh, this took unexpectedly long ... I apologise for the ridiculous delay between the original post and this commentary! 

(I wrote half of it, then RL struck and I forgot about it.) (I’m hopeless.) (I need a 方子 for poor memory!!)

#pie eats candies #pie metas #yizhan #bjyx #LRLG

[ithinkthereforeidread]

the collected poems of todd anderson

christmas day of 1959.

ao3 link here

He knew this day would come. He’s been dreading it, sure, he’d never really enjoyed Christmas much beforehand, his multiple unopened desk sets epitomised such. At his house, fires weren’t warm, hugs were stiff and silence was punctured by the sounds of laughing children in the house next door. It’d always been this way for the Anderson family. Todd grew to accept it.

But this year was supposed to be different.

He was supposed to spend his Christmas at Welton, with all the Dead Poets.

 Usually, the boys would go home to their families for Christmas, but through the efforts of Neil he assembled a complex string of falsities about a gargantuan Latin group project that all the Dead Poets needed to finish.

“Serious business, I care about my education father, why else would have you sent me here?” said Neil over the phone, holding his index finger to his mouth to silence Todd from his chuckling, although all Todd really saw was the wide grin that hid behind it, and the way Neil’s eyes crinkled up all the way, a complete oxymoronic action when Neil was usually on the phone to his father. Todd stifles back laughter and Neil smacks him lightly, only causing him to laugh more.

“Well, that was quicker AND easier than I expected...” Neil states after placing the phone back on it’s cradle and ending the call. “But hey!” Neil squeaks, “We’re all spending Christmas together! The biggest concern was just getting my father to agree, everyone else’s parents seemed fine with it.”

Todd and Neil start to walk, side by side, Neil bumps him playfully. “I’m so glad you told me, Todd.” Neil turns his head and looks towards the shorter boy. “My Christmases at home aren’t that great either, I’ve always wanted to spend them here, but I could never work up the courage to ask my father, ask Charlie, in our first year he almost called up my father himself. It was hilarious, he had to look up at the phone, he was so short.”

“You and Charlie have been friends for ages then?” Todd queries “Oh yeah, we met in our last year of preparatory school, he was a pretty mischievous kid, obviously not much has changed.” Neil laughs, “he was just always so confident and sure of himself… I always wanted to be like that, nothing ever got to him.”

“Has that changed?” Todd’s questions were always short and straight to the point. Startling upfrontness in the most unexpected of moments. It was something Todd was known for.

“Not really… I mean, I try to get him to open up… he just isn’t an emotions type of person, I think?” Neil scratches the back of his head. “During our 9th year he went through something really big and not great, but he didn’t tell me a single word about it. To this day I have no idea wahat happened. I tried asking but it didn’t lead anywhere… all I know is some kid had been expelled but it didn’t look like him and Charlie fought or anything because they spent so much time together ....” Neil trails off.

“You know people stare at us sometimes.” Todd blankly states, an unconscious switch being flicked immediately. “When we’re walking to classes, when we go into our dorm, when we exchange smiles in classes… They bump their friends with their shoulders and snicker under their breaths… Have you noticed that Neil?”

Neil’s walking pace slows slightly, “Uh… no, I-uh I didn’t… Do they think we’re-“ “-Maybe.” Todd interrupts before Neil can say The Word. “Bu-but we aren’t, I mean, you were talking about that girl from-“ “-Yeah! Ginny, from the play, wow, I mean, she’s just great.” “Yeah, I’m sure she is.”

God.

This got awkward.

Nice one Todd.

Did it again.

~~

Ink splatters dried on the paper he cradled so delicately, he stares at the contents once more.

“what wouldn't i give to love myself as feverishly as I love you? what is the opposite of amnesia? that is what you are. sometimes i cant find my way around my memories. i have to take detours… i think you were the best one.

little fragments of joy pepper my vacancy i didn't know that i should want to be hopeful or that being hopeful meant giving up some intrinsic part of me.

last night i had a dream that we were breathing underwater flying high in the sky, arms outstretched, laughing, smiling, hugging, bodies pressed onto one another. it didn’t last long. piece by wretched, fragile piece i throw out every hated qualm of thee your impenetrable stare fixed onto me

i have hoped for love that is beyond you being caught by me or me trying to slip through the cracks. they read me, you, us, with their glacial eyes and think they know but they don't

and it seems neither do we.”

“Wow, Todd. This is so… different. But good! It’s just, I’ve never seen anything like this in our English class, in the poems we’ve studied… I just… wow.” Neil looks up at Todd, eyes so soft, Neil knows how big of a deal this is to Todd. He doesn’t just share his work with anyone.

“I-I’m glad you liked it.” Todd smiles, it’s almost as if he’s had to completely remove himself from himself in order to let Neil observe and compliment this part of him, he takes the page out of Neil’s hands and places it in his book. “What-er, who was it about?” Neil gingerly queries. “I- uh, well.” Todd’s heating up now, he should’ve expected Neil to ask him this question. Dammit. Why was he so stupid for letting him read it. “Well, I-I don’t think you necessarily have to go through something to write a-about it, it-it’s fiction for a reason.”

Neil’s lips downturn slightly, “I guess, but everything that we produce in art- whether that be acting, or poetry writing, painting- whatever… it… subconsciously shows something that you might not necessarily want to show or see, right? Like how Keating got us the other day to choose a poem we liked and recite it… It tells you so much about a person. When Charlie was reading his poem… wasn't all you could think about was how bleak it was?” Neil continues, “The academically and poetically rigorous selection made by Cameron or Knox’s complete devotion and enamoration with the simplest emotion of the human being, love? We hide these parts of ourselves, maybe we view them as flaws and faults of our cognitive machine, but art reveals them all.” Neil delivered a love poem to the class himself. He takes a big breath and lets the words he just spoke sit in the air of their dorm for a while.

“Into the meadows dawn..” Todd clicks his fingers, a vague ritual to jog his memory. “flashes my faun.” Todd recites “O Hunter, snare me his shadow… O Nightingale catch me his strain. Else moonstruck with music and madness, I track him in vain” all they’re doing is staring at each other.

“You- you remembered my poem?” Neil questions. “Yeah- I went to the library after you said it- wanted to see if there was more… Oscar Wilde…” “Yeah.” “I notice them staring now that you mentioned it.” Neil breaks the trajectory of the conversation, “God, they’re all so stupid, it’s as if Judy Garland and President Eisenhower just strutted into the school, arms interlocked!” Todd chuckles. Then more silence.

“Has anything changed, Neil?” “What do you mean?” “Between us. What this is. Our comradely bond, as Keating puts it.” Todd chuckles, “ Our co-dependence, attachment at the hip.”

More silence…

“I-I think…” Neil finally states, “that it was never anything it wasn’t already… perhaps we ignored it, suppressed the feeling… but… it was always there.”

“For me, at least.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

~~~

The wind pierced Todd’s skin in tiny microscopic ways, embedding itself under the protection of his coat and completely evading the rest of his physical form, though perhaps the wind wasn’t the cause of the spine-curdling ache he felt, but simply an additional symptom.

Bells rang, green and red Christmas themed paraphernalia adorned the streets he’d previously been driving through, staring out the window at lights and snow that trickled onto an already naturally bleached layer of the ground. His footprints leave indents and obtain a slippery consistency to the outer sole and toe cap. He treads more carefully.

His hands clutch the leather cover of the journal he is hiding underneath his jacket, minimising any further damage that may soon come its way, finally, through minutes of soul-searching and carefully treading through stones and flowers, he makes his way to Neil.

He looks at him with a certain sense of fragility, his stone head protruding from the ground and covered in snow. Todd wipes some away to see the carvings made into him. His full name. Aged 17. Dutiful son of Tom and Susan Perry.

The newness of it all sends a pang to Todd’s stomach as he looks at the other stones weathered with age and the constant bombardment of the elements. That’ll be Neil one day. Flowers not fresh and carvings unreadable. Forgotten to the world and all its inhabitants, rotting in satin lining and cherry oak wood. Todd stifles back a sob and covers his mouth, forcing himself to get it together for just this moment.

“Merry Christmas Neil.” Todd whispers, the words can barely come out. “You-you’re not here physically but you’re here with me, and Charlie, and-and all the other Dead Poets.” he continues, “though- though Charlie isn’t here technically either. He left. Had to. He’s not graduating, at least he’s not at Welton” Todd looks down, brushes his emerging tears away with his shoulder

“I just wanted to come here and give you your gift, I’ve had it in the making for a while now, you’ve seen some of it already. I wish I could’ve given it to you earlier… if I had known this would happen.” he pulls out the journal, and opens it up.

“Here, I’ll read you some.” Todd, though already cold and miserable, situates himself next to Neil’s cold headstone and leans his head on it, opening the journal's contents to its first page.

“Dear Neil,” Todd’s starts, but adds an offside, “It’s dated on the 7th of a while back, my-my birthday.”

“I hope this book finds you well,” Todd’s breath hitches, “especially considering that I’m probably too anxious to deliver it to you. What you’ll see here is what we spoke about the night we first kissed. About freeing ourselves from any subconscious fear or dichotomous dread of both working with and against the grain or being liked or disliked. The people I look up to the most are inspirationally unpopular. So, here’s a suite of poems by yours truly. Hopefully you’ll find your own meaning and reverence in the words my brain has conjured up, words mostly pertaining to you. Every inch of your being alive has me transfixed and enamoured, and I’m truly gobsmacked on the good deed I must’ve committed to have deserved having you in my life.” Todd’s face is red and stuffy from the cold and his breathing is short and punctured.

“You’re sleeping right near me at this moment, and as a sweaty toothed madman once said. We were together. I forgot the rest. Consider this journal a detachable limb of my own self, something you can always carry around and know that I am with you, always. You can suck the life force, the bone marrow out of the words I have written in here and I would applaud and encourage you to do so. Without you, I have no idea where I’d be right now. I owe you so much Neil, you’ve taught me that sometimes the world can be good. That a person’s smile can brighten an entire room. A performance perfectly acted can be a person’s ultimate achievement and their triumph. You are the word phenomenal incarnate Neil, I hope my words do you some sort of justice.

You deserve the world, Neil. I’m brainstorming ways to give it to you.

With love, Todd.”

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i hope you guys enjoyed!! its fucking brutal honestly but needed some angst and tragedy in my fictional life to reflect my own.

just a preface that some of the poem todd read's is borrowed from pete wentz old emo livejournal posts because i need to somehow tie my two big interests together and MAN does that man write some gay ass shit. hope your heart doesnt hurt too much <3

creds to @neilscrown on tiktok for posting the headcanon "Todd definitely bought Neil a Christmas present and he never got the chance to give it to him so he would sit in his once shared room and stare at it" it tore my HEART OUT and inspired this rambling

#dead poets society #dead poets #dead poets honour #dead poets fanfiction #anderperry #anderperry fanfic #todd anderson #neil perry #todd and neil

[accio-victuuri]

Hi can you provide the link to read manhuas you prefer?

Hello Anon! OMG Manhua/Manhwa Rec! Here we go! I’ve only been reading for 2-3 months (consistently), so this will be pretty limited. I will link to the legit sites. A google search will direct you to others.

Most of these are WIPs and some, sadly, are discontinued. I won’t add TGCF or MDZS here cause those are already a given. 👇🏼

• Body Electric by Dong Ye ( completed, supernatural, lots of trigger warnings and plotty )

Ba Song is the hotshot cop who’s been handed an open-and-shut case: the suicide of a young woman. Except… who commits suicide by stabbing their own body and strangling themself? There's only one man who can help him with this mystery — Bo Shan, the renowned forensic pathologist with a severe and cold personality. What's more, his body produces bioelectricity, allowing him to acutely sense bodily injury with his touch. There's an electric current between them, and each touch sizzles with energy

If you like crime dramas and stories where they solve mysterious cases then this is for you. The romance is subtle, and their relationship is not insta-love. strangers to colleagues to friends to lovers trope. This also discusses alot of issues the society has that will make you stop and think. Ba Song is really the honorable MC in here who always wants to help people and do good. While Bo Shan is the reluctant one but deep inside, he wants to make a difference too. I wish they would make a donghua or live action out of this.

• 30 year old by S-Monkey - ( ongoing, age difference, blind dates, slice of life)

Charlie Wei is a single and handsome executive. He’s also a closeted gay guy who’s been on way too many bad blind dates with women. Charlie’s still hung up on his ex-boyfriend James and is… gasp, 30! Charlie’s family thinks he’s straight and too old to be without a wife! During another bad blind date, Charlie meets the flirty Ethan, who both annoys and intrigues him. Can Charlie finally come out and find true love with Ethan or will he continue on his streak of bad blind dates?

The cover looks melodramatic but it’s really not. This is so funny! I read this because people were saying it reminded them of BoXiao. And yes, there are moments here that remind me of them, but it’s more like an AU of BoXiao. I stayed up late trying to get caught up in the chapters and you won’t realize it cause it’s just that good. I love seeing the older MC loosening up and being more of himself. and the younger one being more responsible in his career. They just become better versions of themselves because of each other. It’s so sweet!

• I ship me and my Rival - by Pepa ( ongoing, comedy, reads like a meta )

This follows the adventures of Wei Yanzi, a third-rate actor in the Chinese entertainment industry, stumbles onto a shipping fandom for himself and another actor (Gu Yiliang) while trying to escape from the flame wars and negativity. He's so taken with this group of fans who actually see him as a good guy instead of an enemy/rival of Gu Yiliang that he falls head-first into fandom and becomes actively involved in trying to provide shipping fuel and the fans' daily dose of fluff.

IF THERE IS ONE thing you will read here, let it be this. It is hilarious. If you are a CP fan you will relate so much and it’s a good time. It just shows how people who think are rivals can actually be really good friends in real life. What we see is not always what it seems. and people will interpret things based on their bias. The MC here is so dramatic! how his inner feelings/reactions were drawn will make you laugh.

• Path to You - by Sinran (completed, slice of life, age gap fluff and comedy )

When almost college dropout Jensen attempts to drink away his problems, unemployed Nathaniel suddenly pukes on him and ruins his night. As an apology, Nathaniel offers to help Jensen with his studies. Despite Jensen's difficulties in getting along with people, the two become friends and something deeper begins to grow between them

The story is so soft. If you want something with mild angst/misunderstandings— then pick this. I love the progression of their relationship and how they take care of each other. There are other themes showed here other than the romance.

• Red Candy - by Hanse (completed season one with a cliffhanger, explicit scenes, assassins )

Shihyeon, aka “Red Candy,” is a secret agent whose code name comes from bathing in the blood of his marks on dangerous missions. Shihyeon’s tasked with seducing and obtaining intel from Hajun, a hot college professor. Shihyeon can disarm enemies, but didn’t expect to be disarmed himself by Hajun’s own tight body. Now Shihyeon’s caught between loyalty to his spy agency and Hajun. Can Red Candy survive the incoming wave of enemies and still indulge in the sweet ecstasy of Hajun’s embrace?

THIS STRESSED ME OUT MAAAN. Wow. I loved this. That season one cliffhanger. It’s definitely up there as my favorite. If you think about it, the tropes are really not original. An assassin is sent to shadow a person and they develop a relationship. That simple. But NOOOOO! There are so many things going on. The Main mystery plot, Their relationship, their shared past plus you have other sketchy secondary characters. And did i mention explicit scenes? Lots of them. I want this two to have a happy ending!!!

• Lone Swan - by Chu Man (discontinued, cultivation, star crossed lovers)

After losing his memory, Yiqiu Shen, a disciple from the decent sect meets a very special man named Luofeng Yan, who is the leader of the evil Divine Wind Cult. When escaping and conflicting with Yan, Shen gradually finds his original self as well as his previous love back. Together they rip off the facade of the martial world and reveal the hidden true

I didn’t want to add a discontinued story here, with no novel as a source material but this one made an impact on me. so. yeah. THE ART. breathtaking. The plot = layered. There are times I don’t even know who is telling the truth. It had so much potential and i hope it will get picked up again at some point. People rec this to those who enjoyed TGCF and MDZS, and they are right. 👍🏼

• Dragon in Distress by Si Wang Wen Hua - ( ongoing, dragons, past life, lost power, fantasy )

This is a story about a little Eastern green dragon and a little Western black dragon playing together.

The synopsis is pretty simple if you look at it but this one is pretty interesting. and surprisingly funny. tinie AoAo is so cute! 🤍 the other MC has tsundere tendencies tho. Lots of lore and more truths to uncover as the story progresses. I’m not giving it enough justice with how i’m reccing it, but if you like dragons and fantasy — give this a go.

• Breaking through the clouds 2: Swallow the Sea - Huaishang (ongoing, based on a novel, crime, drama, cases)

Wu Yu, a newcomer of the Public Security Bureau, is gentle and frail. He doesn’t care about the difficulties posed by Bu ZhongHua, his strict boss, and only wants to stay in the background to be paid on time with enough for food. However, no one knows that this young man’s head is targeted by top drug traffickers for a large bounty or that this courageous young man has once slaughtered the dragon of the abyss. With a chain of interlocking cases, a series of troubles come one after another. Can the two people work together to survive through the difficulties?

Do you see a pattern with me? lol. I like crime themes. This one is the same and by the looks of it, the cases they solve will take longer to unravel. I haven’t read the novel it’s based on yet so i’m just going with how the manhua is progressing. I like it when Wu Yu turns full on action-mode and when ZH takes care of him. Plus it helps that they are both gorgeous. I’ll get back this with a proper link.

• Where the Wind Stays - by Yusa (completed season one, curses, demons, possession, timeskip, explicit scenes)

To break an ancient curse that plagues the royal bloodline, young Prince Tasara is destined to be sacrificed in death. Nara is enlisted as a palace servant to carry out the prince’s execution when the time comes. But he develops a soft spot for the cursed prince, and after committing an atrocious and unforgivable act against Tasara, Nara is desperate to right his wrongs. Soon, their lascivious relationship that had been kept under wraps tests his resolve. Will Nara be tempted away from his original mission? There’s no telling how far he would go to earn Tasara’s forgiveness.

This story broke my brain, in a good way. I don’t wanna say much cause it will spoil the story. It’s the type that you gave to see and suffer through yourself. I am excited for what happens in season II!!!

Honorable Mentions:

I’m placing these here cause I have only read a few chapters and tho I liked them, I wanna read more before reccing it in full. 👍🏼

• I accidentally saved the Jinghu’s enemy

• Global Examination

• Monster entertainment

• Demon Apartment

And that’s it! Hope enjoy Anon! 😊

#ask response #rec #manhua rec #manhwa rec

[raibebe]

Neo CreaTures

Hello and welcome to my first ever collab call to celebrate me hitting a huge follower milestone! This is dedicated to everyone who loves the supernatural – like me – and enjoys writing a little more interesting creatures than just vampires and werewolves – which of course are still lovely. Under the cut you’ll find a list of awesome creatures to turn our favorite boys into – or even the reader if that’s the route you want to go. Our main theme is it to have some fun and post a variety of different spooky or not so spooky fics throughout October to spread our love for the supernatural. To claim a spot, simply dm me @raibebe your member and creature of choice and I’ll add you to this post as long as the spot is still up for claim.

Reblogs are appreciated even if you chose to not enter the collab to reach a wider audience!

rules

As always: First come, first serve

The fic has to be about the chosen member, meaning he is supposed to be the main character, you’re of course allowed to add in as many of the others as you want

You can bend the lore/appearance of your creature of choice how you may seem fit. Just don’t start telling me dwarfs turn into wolves every full moon.

Deadline is October 31st 2021

Minimum word count is 2k. This should be doable, it’s a lot of time until October. If you choose to write it in multiple parts, just send me the part you want to have linked on the masterlist.

No timestamps/drabbles, bullet points, social media AUs or reactions. Fics. That’s it.

Open to all genres, it doesn’t have to be horror or gory but I would love to read some darker pieces that are perfect for the season

If you want to include smut in your work, you have to be of age. No exceptions.

Even though all NCT members are of age, please refrain from writing smut for Jisung, Chenle and Sungchang, since otherwise Jisung will call the police on us.

Tag your work accordingly if you have potentially triggering stuff in it. When in doubt – you should probably tag it. But you can always ask which brings me to the next point:

Joining the discord is not mandatory but I’d encourage you to because it’s a great way to get to know your fellow writers and maybe ask for advice or just to chat about our boys.

That’s also where I’ll post announcements and stuff

Please tell me if you’re changing URLs or want to step out of the collab or can’t meet the deadline, which is both fine and can be negotiated

Please reblog this post after getting accepted so we can reach a wider audience.

For further questions just dm me!

Members

Taeil - @fan-but-no-art  | Angel

Johnny - 

Taeyong – @ncteaxhoe | Fairy

Yuta – @sly-merlin | Naga

Kun - @moonctzeny  | Succubus

Doyoung - @just-come-baek | Mermaid

Ten - @jaesqueso | Werecat

Jaehyun - @127-mile | Ghoul

Winwin - 

Jungwoo - @heejinnien | Elf

Lucas - @justonedaywithmysunshine  | Genie

Mark -  @alreadyblondenow  | Zombie

Xiaojun - @key201303 | Guardian Angel

Hendery - @soliverse | Witch

Renjun - @moondustaeil | Kitsune

Jeno - @sparklysung  | Incubus

Haechan – 

Jaemin - @raibebe | Demon

Yangyang - @yangyanghater | Yokai

Shotaro - @chittapornswife | Nale Ba/Nishi Dak

Sungchan - @sichengscult | Warlock

Chenle - @flowerboykun​ | Merman

Jisung - @armysantiny | Shapeshifter

List of creatures to choose from. 

Some creatures are fairly similar but I wanted to give you as many choices as I could come up with without having to choose absolutely crazy creatures. As said before you’re free to bend the lore of the creatures, this is just a guide – mostly off of Wikipedia – to some of the lesser known creatures. Warning: Some creatures are darker and more gore-y than others. The descriptions are as ungraphic as possible.

Vampire: A living corpse that feeds on the blood of the living to survive

Werewolf: A human with the ability to shapeshift into the form of a wolf

Werecat: A human with the ability to shapeshift into the form of a feline

Angel: A pure, benevolent intermediary between humans and god, protectors and guiders for humans, servants of god

Guardian angel: Godsend protector and guider for humans

Fallen angel: Angel that has become tainted by sin and fell from heaven

Devil: Ruler of the underworld, personification of evil and temptation

Demon: Supernatural creature usually associated with evil and sin

Incubus: Male demon that gains his energy from engaging in sexual activity

Succubus: Female demon that gains her energy from engaging in sexual activity

Yokai: Spirits and monsters in Japanese folklore, ranging from mischievous and malevolent creatures believed to cause misfortune and harm to some that are considered to bring good fortune

Ghost: Soul or spirit of a dead person that can appear to the living

Poltergeist: Type of ghost responsible for physical disturbance, often bound to the places the soul died in

Warlock: Male practitioner of witchcraft

Witch: Female practitioner of witchcraft

Necromancer: Practitioner of magic involving communication with the dead

Genie/Jinn: Neither innately evil or good spirit

Shapeshifter: A human possessing the ability to physically transform their body

Ghoul: Demon-like creature associated with graveyards and consuming human flesh

Zombie: Undead revenant

Siren: Creature half bird and half woman who lures sailors by the sweetness of her song

Mermaid/Merman: Aquatic creature with an upper body in human form and the tail of a fish

Nymph: Minor nature deity, generally regarded as personifications of nature, tied to a specific place or landform

Dryad: Tree nymph

Fairy: Magical creature with human appearance, magical powers and a penchant for trickery

Elf: Beings with magical powers and supernatural beauty, ambivalent to humans, capable of either helping or hindering them

Gnome: Diminutive spirit that typically lives underground

Dwarf: Entity hat dwells in mountains and in the earth, associated with wisdom, smithing, mining and crafting

Satyr: Bawdy male nature spirit with horse/goat like legs, ears and horns

Centaur: Creature with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse

Naga: Creature with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake

Harpy: Half human, half bird personification of storm winds

Dragon: Large, serpentine creature that breathes fire

Kitsune: In Yōkai folklore, all foxes have the ability to shapeshift into human form they have the ability to trick others but are also portrayed as faithful guardians, friends, lovers, and wives

Phoenix: Long-lived bird that cyclically regenerates or is otherwise born again, often through burning his body and being reborn from the ashes

Basilisk: Legendary reptile reputed to be a serpent king, who can cause death with a single glance

Unicorn: Beast with a single large, pointed, spiraling horn projecting from its forehead, often portrayed as horse-like

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