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yuri-cocaine · 2 years

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6.2 msq thoughts under the cut!

WIFE CITY WIFE CITY WIFE CITY

ZEROOOOOOO AND IIIIIIII WILL AAAAALLLWAYYYYSS LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU

idk anything abt ff4 so i did some research: zeromus/zemus is actually manipulating golbez in that game. zero...zeromus......whats goin on.......

i also got to thinking about pashtarot, one of the MIA ascians that’s still supposedly alive after ew. in ff12, pashtarot is the scion of light in opposition to the esper zeromus, named after the ff4 zeromus

pashtarot’s title is also knight-star, and the golbez of the 13th is referred to as a knight. idk if there’s any connection here

completely unrelated trivia, but knight-star is the name of a kind of lily, and the flower that grows out of zero’s eye in drakengard 3 looks like a lily

primals in the 13th are called eidolons bc summons in ff13 are eidolons!!!!!!! yeahyeaheyah ff13 refrances my beloved

the voidsent are all so endearing and cute ;w; the sin eaters are way scarier bc they’ve become 100% feral, but the voidsent still retain a bit of humanity and the low-rung voidsent act like cartoon minions hehe

is scarmiglione’s mortal form a catboy bc he hisses??? also he’s cowardly, which makes him a.....scaredy cat!! :3

also LMAO at the debuff scarmiglione gives us being called “brain rot”

the blobby quests show the backstory for scarmiglione and barbariccia and it looks like scarg comes from somewhere that looks like lakeland and barbariccia def comes from the 13th’s version of the black shroud. there’s even the same heavenspillar trees!

barbariccia is hot af wlw stay winning this patch

im so enamored with zero i hope she’s not an azem shard bc then wol might absorb her and we will never see her again like ardbert

speaking of azem, the azem crystal entry in unending codex says emet-selch made the crystal out of “lingering affection” ;w;

who is the ancient golbez was killing in the flashback???? i can’t think of any significant ancients in plain weenwoon robes that aren’t already accounted for. there’s some theories floating around that it might be versions of the watcher on the moons of other shards, but if golbez was killing the watcher to free zodiark, why is he making big moves now AFTER zodiark is already dead?

he mentions a “prison of passivity” which sounds like the moon? is there something else worth getting at on the moon other than zodiark?

he also says “how ironic that the blessed damned should set us free” during the still image of him about to kill a weenwoon so blessed damned could refer to A) memoriates B) echo bearers C) ascians/ancients???

this patch left me with more questions than answers tbh but!! im so glad we met zero i got lonely thinking that the wol doesnt have scions with her all the time and also new old friends hyth and hades are still in the aetherial sea

also re: hades, zero’s meditation so she doesnt forget herself reminds me of how emet rarely took over bodies and if he does he has to mold them to look like how he looked in the ancient world so he doesn’t forget himself.

Pandaemonium thoughts:

themis is so cute and cool! “say my name” you’re elidibus!!!!

oh....but then knowing what his fate is.....it makes me so sad again ;-;

pandaemonium showing up in the present day lifestream makes me think we’ll see elidibus in the aetherial sea for the last segment of the raids!

also azem is becoming more and more like their own character and less of an extra oc that we can have. they do a ton of stuff outside of player control, and it’s confirmed that they have tabs on wol the whole time

so what was azem doing during the final days???? there’s no way they’ll simply let it happen in order to preserve the timeline and ensure wol’s existence. they must have tried to find a different way, and i think there’s a definitive answer to what they were up to, bc at this point i don’t think we can simply imagine it for ourselves. azem is like.....a fire emblem MU now lol we can headcanon what they look like but ultimately they are their own character

so athena was the shittier parent all along............boi

both the msq and pandae have a theme of how merging yourself with others makes you lose individuality. the voidsents become influenced by other voidsent souls they devour, and lahabrea was infected by athena’s mad scientist proclivities

we also finally get to see an ancient child! child erich looks just like every other kid npc in the game but now hopefully we can finally end the themis is a minor discourse. themis is young, but he’s not a child!!!

lahabrea seems very.....okay....with wol being azem’s weird familiar. he just stated that creating souls is nigh impossible and yet here we are lying that we’re azem’s familiar. if i were lahabrea i’d go back to amaurot and shake azem for answers

themis also mentions a belief in gods, but i thought the ancients only conceive of gods purely for the sake of debate ?_? regardless, this is cool and gives more insight into their culture

claudien looking for the crystal that resonated with the one he found and then going missing in azys lla is worrying D: azys lla is where our lahabrea got killed. he’s going to get possessed isnt her

i still think claudien is an erich shard. erich is the “perfect test subject” so if he got away in pandae, then lahabrea/athena will just have to nab his shard.

#6.2 spoilers #yamwalkers #many thought head full

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muutos · 1 year

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𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑: 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑒??

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swiss/rain

Who’s the cuddler? swiss, although i think rain might like cuddling more than we think. it's a suspicion i have. he seems like someone who likes attention, but he might not go for it all the time, or be as vocal -- where swiss would? swiss is the kind of guy who will ask you to bed to cuddle in the middle of the day, for no other reason but he wants to be held.. so i think that makes him the clear winner.

Who makes the bed? uh, tbh it's rain & not just bc he's the last one in bed & swiss is long gone by the time he wakes up. not because he wants to, per se. he'll try to laze in later to catch sleepy eyed water ghoul when he first opens his eyes. bring him his coffee & whatnot... but even then, i feel like swiss doesn't usually use blankets because he runs hot, naturally. so he usually (if he were alone) just has to throw the 1 blanket back over the sheet he sleeps over.

Who wakes up first? swiss, he's an early riser. he has an internal timer like a pup & he's raring to go. he's a 'morning' person. also we know rain would sleep forever if he could.

Who has the weird taste in music? i feel like swiss likes anything that he can move to or that strokes his earholes just right. i feel like rain could be a little more tightly locked in what he enjoys, ??? (although i could be wrong about that) - but i'd say on variety alone, it might be swiss. like he's singing britney spears songs & dancing like nobody's watching, but i also think he'd like stuff like soundgarden & nirvana or like, pearl jam. also aerosmith prolly. or crying in his room to some lana del rey! u know how it be.

Who is more protective? i'd like to think they're both more protective. swiss is more apt to do something dumb, & he's too impulsive to be cowardly. i feel like rain could be a little more apprehensive to say something, depending on who was talking shit. but we do know rain ain't no bitch & i've seen him throw hands for the people he loves when it comes down to it, so i think both. altho sorry rain if papa says some mean shit about you swiss is saying nothing about it & that's just facts.

Who sings in the shower? swiss but to be fair he sings everywhere.

Who cries during movies? do they watch movies? i like the idea that rain tries to hide it & swiss teases him a little bit & then ends up in his lap about it.

Who spends the most while out shopping? guess this is kinda n/a but also rain lol.

Who kisses more roughly?

Who is more dominant? they both switch i feel like, & sometimes swiss wants to take control - sometimes he wants rain to. & rain can handle that, definitely.

My rating of the ship from 1-10. 10 ... 11 ... i love them so much it's an issue..

omega/ifrit

Who’s the cuddler? ifrit. iffy would ask omegs to cuddle, after sex - or when he's upset, even? omega will huff complain mildly, but he's got a soft spot for iffy... & he likes to feel like a protector. i picture them clinging to each other sometimes, maybe iffy is buried in omega's chest & megs wrapped around him, purring. but also .. inherently omega can't help but feel bittersweet when they're affectionate like that.

Who makes the bed? omega. he's just particular. if you want something done right do it yourself.

Who wakes up first? omega.. he doesn't sleep a lot. i feel like after alpha left, & their link was severed it was hard for omega to like .. figure out how to occupy his own mind, & deal with the loneliness of it. i think it laster a while, too. he got a few hours here & there, but he was also still taking care of terzo after he was retired on stage, depressed... also, he only sleeps as much as it takes him to be efficient, so.

Who has the weird taste in music? ifrit probably. i feel like omega is very like, pretentious about the stuff he listens to. he's like oh these are 'the greats' and then there's some "obscure" metal or hard rock or pop acts that he likes & will go on about. like this riff is xyz, because abc. everything omega likes is GOOD but he also only likes it because of that if you know what i mean? like the better executed it is (& ofc this is subjective but this IS omega we're talking about) the better he likes it.

Who is more protective? omega neither ... (omega is emotionally protective but he's also in denial so he's also not helping.. they have a dysfunctional relationship... i think they care about each other but they're both bull-headed & omega was too fucked up to be what ifrit needed). 🥺

Who sings in the shower? ifrit.. but omega will on occasion.

Who cries during movies? ifrit lmfao i'm willing to bet cold hard cash on it.

Who spends the most while out shopping? again neither. irl probably omega but they both just wear their uniforms. but omega & ifrit would like to buy accessories. i could see iffy in bike chain necklaces or something.

Who kisses more roughly? omega.

Who is more dominant? omega. fragile fritter, he's a good boy.

My rating of the ship from 1-10. like 10/10 11/10 they're so tragic and ever since that sick reply i'm gagging over these two. omega needs a fire ghoul, he needs the energy he needs the strong personality to balance his cool head. i'm just sorry he was the rebound..

copia/mountain

Who’s the cuddler? copia. mountain makes him feel safe & calms his anxiety. the moment his hands go on those shoulders, copia relaxes 10x over. he asks mountain every time, if he doesn't tug him in for spooning / chest to chest cuddles first (wordlessly ofc). if mountain needs copes to relax, cuddle. he'll shut up right away. he likes being wrapped in ghoul, like a shield. but i think he falls asleep easily like that bc it's so calming. i'd like to think mountain grows to enjoy it a lot though... i like to think (and now i know) that he likes comforting copia.

Who makes the bed? neither, if mountain and copia sleep together it's in the papal suite & papa has people who make his bed. if not, papa would do it just because he's used to doing it & he wouldn't ask mountain.

Who wakes up first? i guess it depends on their schedules ! but mountain hibernates sometimes, & i feel like that can be muddy. also copia has to do shit and he's up early, not to mention he and the ghouls are on the same schedule a lot.

Who has the weird taste in music? i'm gonna say copia just bc he likes everything like swiss, if it makes him feel something.

Who is more protective? imma say mountain tentatively but only because he's the big protector type & he can protect copia every way. emotionally he's very good at making sure copia is calm, tbh.. even if the attempt is misguided he's always got papa in mind, it seems. also copia considers his ghouls his protectors, in the first place. BUT copia has & will stand up for mountain. he did with imperator, more than once. & he's the first one to advocate for ghouls - he'd have them treated as equals & he does. he'd similarly do anything or mountain, & he'd die for any of his ghouls. convince me otherwise... copia might be some things, but he's not a coward. so both, basically.

Who sings in the shower? copia!

Who cries during movies? .... why do i wanna say mountain. copia likes movies, he watches them a lot. mountain though is emotional and sensitive.

Who spends the most while out shopping? copia i think for obvious reasons.

Who kisses more roughly? mountain but copia likes it

Who is more dominant? mountain again. copia is his little rag doll.

My rating of the ship from 1-10. .... i'm so obsessed with them i'm so normal, i swear i promise... *heavy breathing* 11/10

@alsquiet / / i love all our pairings 2k23 & forever

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moinsbienquekaworu · 1 year

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Oh my fucking god!!! A few years ago I still hung out on Wattpad and I stumbled upon this book, Bienvenue au Mordret's Pub (Welcome to (the) Mordret's Pub I suppose?) and it has INSANE worldbuilding and the characters are super interesting. It's a small book published online by the authors and it's only in french so I can't recommend it but I love it so much.

It's about this girl, Naola, a 15 year-old witch from a well-off, loving family, who has a happy life until one day a man from their equivalent to the police/secret services knocks at her door when her parents aren't here and asks for help. He's wounded and a policeman so she lets him in and tries to help, but her dad comes back because he just got a message that the Order, a paramilitary group of wizard-fascists, was in the neighbourhood and looking for a man from the secret services. He's afraid if they find the guy they're looking for here his family will suffer for trying to hide him, so he surrenders the man to them, and they torture and kill him before Naola's eyes, which understandably leaves her shaken. In the morning, when she's had time to process the whole thing, she realises she's disgusted at her parents for being so cowardly, and she runs away from home, planning to find a summer job before going back to school in september. Obviously, she struggles with that, but after a few adventures she finds a job working in (the) Mordret's Pub (I don't know if I should put an article because the pub is named after the owner but also it's the name of the pub, not just "Mordret's pub"). Mordret is a vampire who needed a waitress because a vampire bar with a boss involved in pretty dangerous circles means turnover can be high, and through like, mafia reasons, she kind of has to work for him, and they get closer, plus she also realises things about their world, what her job actually entails, and she grows a lot as a person.

When I say the worldbuilding is insane I mean it's hitting ALL the right spots for me. The world is our world but in the future after a catastrophic event that changed everything. The vampires are really cool. I like the magic system. The CATACLYSM and the VAMPIRES. There's fascist wizards but the figurehead is interesting. Literally it is SO INTERESTING. Like okay I have a problem with vampires but not only are the vampires good the authors kept this classic (it's classic in french HP vampire fic at least) trope of the vampires having this one person they "tie" themselves to, and you can do whatever you want with it but generally it means the person is the vampire's walking "blood bank" and they have a close relationship, often romantic tbh, sometimes you have powers on top or whatnot but that's the base of it. I haven't seen it a lot in english but my vampire days are somewhat over so I can't be sure. So the vampires are cool, they're like immortal but they give off NO vibes at all, like they're not really here even when they are, except when they make noticeable in which case they're scary, and they move quick but they creep everyone out, and they leave most human concepts of friendship or morals with their humanity. The magic system is fun because they use items to focus their magic, but not like wands, they just have to be made with iris, and there's spells but it kind of depends, it's like precise enough that you have an idea what they can do or not with magic but not too precise that you have enough details to start pointing out problems.

I really like the character of Mordret and how he and Naola interact/their relationship, they're fun. I personally think it would be dope if they had actually tied themselves to each other instead of Naola saying no, which I mean, I understand being 15 and not wanting to be an old vampire's food source but he's clearly more fun than Maden (says girl who is comically biased in favour of older vampires). Lowkey I was happy when Maden gets exiled somewhere at the end of the book because I thought 1) great, no childhood sweethearts, we are past the need childhood sweethearts, let her find the love of her life when she's like 25 at least please, and 2) maybe that'll clear the space for a bigger focus on her relationship with Mordret, but alas. I mean I understand, honestly, I just really like Mordret for some reason. Like no I would not like him if I had him in front of me but most of the characters I like are like this so whatever. I think it would be neat if it wasn't romantic but just like, a close friendship, because Naola gets pretty comfortable being frank with him (or even rude tbh), she tells him like it is even when he's a scary and powerful guy, and he tolerates it (to a certain extent) + he takes care of her, so clearly they've got something going on. I know Mordret thinks about going there with her but she says ew no and fair, plus it does make things interesting because it's not like, a romantic rejection but I like the one-sided-ness of it, like he was okay with that but not her. Anyway. I'm totally going to have OCs who have that going on though.

ANYWAY I might just buy the books properly because they're digital so they're way less expensive than Ileana and I feel bad for reading them from copies I found illegally. That's not very nice of me regarding these independent indie authors y'know. Also I want to finish this fanart piece I started YEARS ago and never finished because I can do it now!! I have the skills!! Charm and Leuthar fullbodies here I come!!!

#wow i have a ramble tag now

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nomorerww · 2 years

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just watched like 15 minutes of an interview with John R. Dilworth, the creator of courage the cowardly dog, which was one of my favorite cartoons 20 years ago tbh. He was always attracted to juvenile or provocative subject matter but you don't look at that stuff the same way as you did when you were a teen even when you're as familiar with paraphilia and weirdness from reading radfem lit. I mostly ignore the gross out stuff or if it's really out there and grotesque I kind of find it amusing when people are offended but Dilworth seems to be obsessed with sexualized weirdness. One little clip featured a cartoon of himself wearing a daisy over his crotch and nothing else with like, a bunch of small, cutesy cartoon animals in front and it struck me as really weird. Transgressive, even. Men have a penchant for portraying adult themes in cartoon art styles associated with kids and it's super uncomfortable, tbqh.

You get the impression that there's no self restraint or inhibition here and that's probably what appeals to men which is what turns me off. Dilworth probably wanted to see what he can get away with. He pretty much admitted to it. How funny are butts and spitting and vulgarity for it's own sake tho? Courage was not at all edgy because it was created for an audience made up of children but upon retrospection it definitely felt like something a man created? I feel like we internalize the male perspective as girls & women that it feels wrong to call it out. But the vast majority of cartoons that have been aired come out of a characteristically male perspective and that's why you see so much sexism and other such bullshit in cartoons.

He's also made shorts that he calls "semi autobiographical" iirc and one of them features his gf moving in and (covered) depictions of ppl talking during sex which I personally don't want to see. esp not from him, tbh.

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mrvillainswife · 3 years

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mammon dancing in the club or whatever and he does that thing in early 80s-early 2000s teen movies where he sees you from across the room and the music slows down, and there’s a kind of GLOW emanating from you who is dancing like a complete FOOL with solomon. you’re literally just swinging solomon’s hands around and mammon chuckles because it looks like his arms are about to break off but you have such a big smile on your face that prevents him from saying anything/letting go of your slightly tipsy self and tbh neither would mammon. eventually you do move onto get another drink and mammon’s eyes are, of course, following you closely—wondering how and when you got so friendly with practically everybody in devildom AND the celestial realm. an d oh gosh ok maybe mammon can understand why everyone has gravitated towards you over the past year or so. maybe he wanted to do the same. but all he can do now is watch you from afar, drink in hand, and a furious blush covering his cheeks when you think that you sneak a glance in his direction and find that he was too slow to look away in time. your eyes flitter away, and you’re embarrassed to be caught staring at him, fully unaware that mammon was feeling the same way. after a few seconds, mammon sees from the corner of his eye that diavolo and barbatos are waving excitedly for you to come join them back on the dance floor and of course, you practically stomp in your heels towards them and soon you’re doing that silly dance that you do and mammon has to stop himself from staring (and laughing a bit) at you while asmo walks past him and pats his shoulder with a sigh. “oh brother” and mammon spins around like

“eh? WHAT?”

and asmo just shakes his head and repeats, “oh brother, you got it bad”

mammon suddenly can’t hear anything over the loud music in the club and exaggeratedly yells a “HUH? I can’t hear you.” And Asmo doesn’t want to hurt his throat by yelling so he just smiles sweetly (more like sinisterly because he’s being ignored lol), points at you taking turns in twirling diavolo and then barbatos and says, “that one’s trouble” with a wink and mammon is like wtf is that supposed to mean but waves him off

(he really just meant that mammon would have to be honest with himself and not be a frickin tsundere if he wanted to befriend you. OK? You deserve that much!)

and anyways, maybe you have rubbed off on him after the year you’ve spent in the house of lamentation—indulging in small conversations here and there, and bonding sessions over similar interests and maybe, just maybe he did think you were pretty cool. you always had such entertaining and interesting things to talk about, and you were hilarious in a way he didn’t know was possible. like seriously, he didn’t even know that humans could be that funny- he always thought they were a drag. But that was then and this is now. And now mammon believed that you were the funniest person on earth, in the devildom and celestial realm. mammon scowled. he really did have it bad. but his eyes rush to you again, and you’re spinning around with little luke who was even redder in the face than he was, and he thinks about how lucky it would be to be somebody that made you smile and blush everyday just by being in your company.

BUT little did mammon know that you thought he was rather cute since the beginning. you had tried to keep your feelings locked behind the walls you put up when you had first arrived in devildom, but then mammon became the one person you truly relied on and trusted the most right after simeon and luke. even Solomon, the one other human, was somebody u trusted after him. after all, mammon was the first demon who you really wanted to be friends with! and so when that night came where u had an anime marathon with him and beel for levi’s test—you came to realise how much you loved his company. beel fell asleep first but you and mammon talked all night long in between your running commentary alongside the anime. that was the first of many nights of movie and anime marathons, sometimes in the common room, but most of the time mammon had insisted you come to his room to watch and you had lost count of the number of times you ended up sleeping over on one of his couches with several blankets draped over your body because it gets sooo cold in devildom. tbh You couldn’t fall asleep on some of those nights bc you were too busy thinking about how warm you would be sleeping next to mammon... and then you would bury yourself under the mountain of blankets and calm yourself bc no that would never happen under any circumstance-NOPE.

yuuuhh... just two dumbass friends who have it bad for one another but are too cowardly and scared but maybe one day, out of pure impulse, one of you will dramatically scream out your feelings for the other person. one day. but tonight is not the night. :(

#mammon x reader #mammon x mc #obey me mammon #mammon x gn!reader #mammon #I HAVE SI MUCH CAFFEINE IN MY SYSTEM AND IM PROCRASTINATINF SO HAVE THIS LIL DAYDREAM EXCERPT #all mistakes and whatever the hexck are all mine sorry #anybody can wear heels :D #it’s just running in them that is the problem #or is it? i find it pretty easy to run in heels LMAO

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thyandrawrites · 3 years

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Hi! I don't know if you have addressed this before but I was wondering if I could ask your thoughts on the symbolism of what Endeavor says to Hood (You're me. My past or a future that might have been). Endeavor ends up killing Hood. But the past doesn't die, and Touya returns to say as much. They will likely have a fight. Do you think Endeavor could die? Do you think Touya or someone else could kill him? What are your thoughts on Dabi being a nomu? I feel like there could be foreshadowing here.

hey! that's a lot of questions, I hope I can give a satisfying answer to all of them.

I don't think Endvr's words to the noumu are foreshadowing. imho they're just a really really bad attempt at retconning him through a badly written and awkwardly executed paralleling. But let me explain what I mean.

that chapter attempts to use Hood as a foil to Endvr by giving him the same kind of motivator that always moved Endvr: an obsession to defeat strong opponents. It is supposed to be the moment where the reader realizes that Endvr has changed by pitting him against someone who embodies that same toxicity he "used to" wear with pride. But I say that it's bad and ineffective writing because, well. Nothing Endvr has done up to that point, or in that fight itself, disproves that he still thinks that way. That he's still obsessed with being the strongest. See, Endvr says "you're me. My past or a future that might've been", and in the process implies that he is not like that now, but at the same time, he also says this:

and the one thought pushing him forward throughout the whole fight is the idea that this is how he will atone to his family, by being a strong hero that will make them proud. By coming on top even such a powerful opponent.

So, uhm. Yeah. Retconning. Horikoshi was simply trying to make Endvr look good by making him fight a doppelganger, and then calling that "growth" despite not changing anything in Endvr's mindset to prove how that would be remotely true.

Also. This is petty af of me but can I just mention something that I find absolutely infuriating?

It just occurred to me that both father and son had a "he is me" moment. And while Endeavor can't even sympathize with his son, he has no issues at all sympathizing with a fucking monster. Ah. the irony. And I'm even supposed to be rooting for him, lmfao

As for whether or not Endvr might die, I think it's a 50/50 chance. Ideally, he shouldn't, because redemption by death is too convenient an out for someone whose main narrative challenge has always been that of owning up to his shitty behaviour as a father. He needs to live to properly step away from his family and allow them to heal.

Unfortunately, considering the massive amounts of bad writing surrounding him, and Hori's propensity for naive, superficial resolutions of conflicts (looking at you, bakugou), I am not that hopeful that his arc will be handled well. There's a chance Endvr might die heroically while trying to save Touya. Which, again, would play into the redemption by death trope and be really unsatisfying for me to watch, unless it was specifically framed as cowardly and selfish of him by the Todofam afterwards. But eh. I don't have standards surrounding Endvr's writing anymore tbh.

The scene where he thinks of his family having dinner without him is definitely meant to be foreshadowing, tho imho it's still a 50/50 on whether it foreshadows Endvr's death or his decision to let his family heal and move on without him forcing his presence into their lives anymore. It could go either way, tho I'm not particularly optimistic.

As for the noumu theory, I personally don't think it makes sense for Dabi to be one. Dabi still retains his whole sense of self, and is clearly in full control of his actions. The other noumus we've seen, even the more sentient ones like Kurogiri, did not have as much freedom. Plus, if AFO and Ujiko had the means to make noumus so fully functional and independent, capable of speech, autonomy and agency, why would they not replicate that technology at all in the last ten years? Up until Hood, noumus weren't even able to talk (aside from Kurogiri who was a different breed, but still had plenty of limitations that Dabi doesn't show).

That being said, I do think that Ujiko is probably involved in whatever happened to Touya after the Sekoto peak accident. I wrote some thoughts on this here.

#ali replies #bnha #bnha spoilers #my post #yes I'm biased #I hope that anyone who follows me knows to expect this #if you're an endvr stan you probably shouldn't be following me #or asking me my opinion of him anyway #I only have salt to offer

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everybody-loves-purdy · 2 years

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The Erin’s are cowards for not making Shadowspring canon.

I honestly don’t know how much power the Erins have over this kind of thing tbh. I think it’s down to working partners since these books are sold in Russia and China, places with notorious homophobic censorship. Working partners basically don’t want to lose money from these countries and so we get no gay relationships in warriors. At least that’s how I understand what the situation is

Which really sucks and is a cowardly move imo.

#anonymous #homophobia tw

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needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves · 3 years

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If you could redesign clampdown for a Transformers series, would you? If so what would you change? (Your allowed to change voice actor and personality too if you want) Asking because I'm genuinely curious if you'd even want to try fixing him.

Here’s the thing- I dont HATE the crab designs in the show. There’s another crab transformer that comes later in the series,

Clawtrap. Now see, I LOVE Clawtrap. HE looks kinda normal. So let me make that clear; crab transformers aren’t my problem.

EVERYTHING is gross about Clampdown. I’m sorry, but lets look at him again;

Let’s list the issues here;

Eyes. Terrible, weird looking things that does NOT work. You recall the one crab from the Moana movie? THAT is a good example of two eyes not working well together, ACTUALLY being a good design. Not this.

Colors are just AWFUL. Miss matching claws, red and purple don’t work well here, and it genuinely looks like he’s wearing purple undies and boots. Terrible. Clawtrap’s colors are pure, and it makes SENSE for what kind of animal he is.

Voice acting. The voice actor for Clawtrap? Great, kinda sexy tbh, LOVED his evil vibe, even though the characters personality was just ‘bad guy’. Clampdown? God I don’t approve of bullying, but you can tell he got bullied as a kid, and you could see just why. No shade to Jim Cummings though, he’s not at fault for this.

How he moves. I get it, he’s a crab, he moves sideways, but god do I fucking hate how it moves. It’s like watching a spider run up your wall. Clawtrap is the same species, and HE doesn’t do that, I don’t understand it.

His personality. Clampdown is JUST a scary little pissbaby. Now, I can stand cowardly characters. Hell, tfa Skywarp is my favorite clone. But combine his looks, as WELL as the fact that he just tries to weasel his way out of situations, and he just. He’s gross.

The fact that Thunderhoof can’t kick his ass. I feel like if he got his shit fucked in, he’d be humbled enough to be tolerable.

MY MAIN POINTS;

He’s just. Awful. I’d change EVERYTHING about him. I wanna be optimistic, say just change a few things and I’d tolerate him, but I’m not kidding; he is 100%, a useless character.

#asks #clampdown #clawtrap #i wanted to think of how to redeem him #but i REALLY cant

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naivesilver · 2 years

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Lampwick next, ty! 1 + 23 (crowd sourced ask) and 18 + 22 (super detailed ask)

HEE-HAW MOTHERFUCKERS I sincerely hope you didn't pick anything too painful fam

EDIT: of course you fucking did

Crowd Sourced OC Asks

1. What does your OC feel most ashamed of and/or guilty about? Why?

Well, obviously dragging Pinocchio along to Pleasure Island features quite high on the list, both because he genuinely regrets what has happened to them and because it's the main thing people remember about him, whatever he ended up doing after that. He also feels guilty not properly saying goodbye to his sister before he left, and about the fact that he can't work up the courage to actively find out what has become of her.

23. What is the one personality trait your OC is trying to get rid of and is embarrassed of?

He actively suppresses every action of his that he thinks will make him look clingy, needy or desperate for attention, because like hell he'll rely so heavily on anyone if he can help it.

Of course, most of those instances involve him behaving like a normal kid/teen who has been neglected most of his life, but good luck convincing him of that.

Super Detailed OC Questions

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else

He doesn't play a lot of video games (except when Eugene complies), so he's not really an expert, but he likes horror movies and fantasy books, mostly because he can mock the unbelievable parts as a cover for his passion for cool swordfights and scary monsters. To his dismay, he also enjoys corny pop music, the kind that you MUST dance to or die trying.

He's not even a bad dancer, tbh. Twinkle likes dancing with him because she looks positively minuscule next to him and he can lift her up without breaking a sweat (though he WILL complain afterwards).

22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?

He'll always take insulting someone to their face over anything else, because he thinks doing otherwise would be a cowardly move (unless it like, physically endangers him or someone else, and even then his survival instinct isn't exactly flawless LMAO). He tends to instantly go for the kill, usually less about people's physical appearances and more about their behavior, especially if they're assholes.

Asshole, incidentally, is one of his favorite swears, as are dumbass and bastard. Shithead is sometimes featured as well. Pierrot has earned himself the moniker of bitch and wears it like a badge of honor.

#bewilderedmoth #ask meme #thousand problems verse #lampwickcore #poor idiot I wish I could hug him irl #he really has very little going for him

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thinkyoureholy · 4 years

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Blessed With A Curse [4]

Pairing : Kang Yeosang / [fem] Reader

Genre : Angst, Violence, Language, Fluff, Smut, Greek God! AU

Words : 4.1k

[Trigger Warning : there’s mentions of an attempted rape in this chapter. I don’t really go into too much detail tbh but I thought I’d still warn y’all about it. If even just the implication of rape makes you even the slightest bit uncomfortable please skip over that part of this chapter, I’ll put “TR” in bold before it starts and “TR End” once its over.]

Previous Chapter. - Next Chapter.

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

-Y/N’s P. O. V-

I sighed as I plopped down onto the ground, leaning back against the tree. I closed my eyes for a moment, that is until I felt a hand fall gently atop my head. I opened my eyes so see Wooyoung crouched in front of me, a warm smile on his face as he combed his fingers through my hair. I said nothing as I moved my head away from his hand, nudging it aside with my own hand.

“Can’t I just get a few seconds of peace?” I asked in an exasperated tone.

He grinned at my words, giving a shake of his head, “Nope. I’m bored and you’re my only source of entertainment.”

I rolled my eyes as I pushed at his chest lightly, watching in amusement as he rocked back and fell on his ass, “Go find someone else to entertain you.”

“But you’re the only one that can tolerate me.” He said with a pout.

The sight of his pout had a small smile play at my lips. Against my better judgment I reached out and grabbed his shoulders, forcefully turning him around so he had his back to me. Just as he was about to question what I was doing I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him back so he was leaning against me as I leaned back against the tree again. I felt him tense under my touch but I gave him a good squeeze before relaxing.

“Uh...Y/N, what are you doing?” He asked, moving to get up but I held him captive.

“If you insist on interrupting my time alone then at least be my cuddle buddy. I’m a bit touch starved at the moment.” I replied with a shake of my head, giving his chest a small pat. He fell silent, as if not know what to do. I nudged his head with mine, “Well go on now. You must’ve wanted to tell me something if you came out here.”

“Just wanted to tell you of a little story I heard a few months back,” He started, relaxing into my hold, “But now that I think about it you might not want to hear it.”

“And why not?”

“It’s about Ares. I know what you think of him as an Athenian and I’m sure you don’t want to hear about the Spartans god.”

I chuckled, amused by how lightly he was treading the topic, “Well you’re wrong about that there, I don’t think about him at all. I don’t think about any of the gods to be honest, I don’t even think about my own. They’re all pretty useless to me actually.”

“Even Athena?”

“Especially Athena. Like Ares she only cares about war, whether she’d admit that to herself or not is a whole different story,” I said, sighed heavily, “But anyway, what was it you wanted to tell me?”

He remained silent for a moment, relaxing further in my hold, “You know all about Ares being kicked out of Olympus right?”

“Not really. Again, I’m not really interested in the gods so I don’t know much of their stories.” I said, as I began combing my fingers through his hair, “But tell me why, I’ve got to say I’m curious now that you mentioned it.”

“Well long story short he was caught in an affair with Aphrodite and was banished from Olympus. After he was banished he went a bit off the rails. He was said to have brought down chaos all across Greece; wars broke out, whole villages were burned to the ground and eradicated. Men, women, and children were killed, none were spared.” He started, the story sounding terrible already.

I kept quiet as he continued. As I listened to him talk I felt my eyelids growing heavier and heavier. His story didn’t particularly interest me but I found myself hanging onto his every word. My only problem would be that his voice was just so damn soothing the exhaustion I had felt before came crawling back. Before I knew it I had relaxed further into the tree behind me, unconsciously tightening my hold on Wooyoung as I let the sleep I’d been fighting off finally consume me.

-Wooyoung’s P. O. V-

I could physically feel her fall asleep, her chest rising and falling at a steady pace as she hugged me close. I brought a hand up to loosely twine my fingers through hers, noting how they fit together. Had I found her first I would have claimed her—no, that’s not true, I would’ve done everything in my power to keep her free. They’re not our possessions, they’re not ours to claim in the first place. I would’ve gone to unimaginable lengths to keep her from being bound to one of us. No good ever comes out of giving a human our mark, sure in the beginning things always worked out but it never ends well, especially when he’s involved.

“If I had the power I’d remove his mark from you, you've been through enough already. And it pisses me off to no end that I see nothing but pain in your future.” I sighed out, mindlessly playing with her fingers now as she slept.

I was so enchanted with her hands that I didn’t hear him approach until he crouched down in front of me. Before I could even react he reached out, grabbing my collar and began to pull me towards him when he stopped abruptly. The two of us froze, Y/N tightening her arms around me to keep me in place. I watched his eyes as he glanced back to look at her, his face softening up the slightest bit before he set his jaw, his eyes coming back to meet mine.

“Unwind yourself from her arms, now.” He ordered, his eyes glowing with anger.

I could tell he was having a hard time restraining himself, the hand he had on my collar trembling as he tried to hold it in. I took this chance to grab his wrist, my fingers digging into his skin.

“And if I say no?” I asked, challenging him, taking advantage of the situation.

The hold he had on my collar tightened significantly, his face twisting in pure rage, “You dare defy me?”

“Y’know I've had it with your empty threats. I’ve never been afraid of you and I’m not about to now.” I growled through my teeth, keeping my voice low so as not to wake Y/N.

“You talk big hiding behind a mere human.” He spat, “And using my human at that.”

“She’s not yours, she never was and she never will be.” I shot back, my eyes beginning to glow as I glared at him.

He growled low in his chest, trembling almost violently, “You’re walking on thin ice Apollo.”

I scoffed, finally calling his bluff, “Even if she wasn’t here you wouldn’t do anything to me. You’re far too fond of us.”

He flinched at my words, his hold loosening the slightest bit, “W-What…”

“You act tough and say shit to intimidate us but when it comes time for you to actually do something you falter, hesitating to lay a finger on us. We’re your weakness.”

“No. You’re wrong…”

“Even after knowing we all don’t give a damn about you you still hesitate. You’re so pathetic.” I spat out, only meaning half of what I was saying.

“Shut up…” He murmured his voice wavering.

He and I used to be so close, we were inseparable. He, Artemis, and I were as thick as thieves but then everything changed over night. It was only after he was banished did I realize what I had let happen. He was my best friend, my closest confidant aside from my twin sister… and I turned my back on him when he needed me the most. That day still plays vividly in my dreams every night, the memory haunting me. The look he had in his eyes when I spoke out against him crushed my very soul and in that moment I wished to take back my words but I was too cowardly to do it. I’ve regretted my actions and my lack thereof ever since but I could never bring myself to ask for forgiveness, and I didn’t deserve it. Instead, since meeting him down here I’ve done nothing but antagonize him, wanting him to hate me more because it was I deserved. I was supposed to be the one that stood by his side, defended him, protected him, loved him but instead I drove that knife deeper into his back to the point he couldn’t take it out on his own anymore.

‘Ares, my brother, I’m sorry I wronged you. I’m sorry I didn’t live up to your expectations. I’m so sorry. I would beg for you to forgive me but I don’t even deserve to have you hear me out. So hate me. If I can be an outlet for your anger then go ahead and hate me. I can go through whatever kind of hell you want to put me through. So give it your best shot...brother.’

The corners of my lips twitched upwards at the thought, my eyes flickering with emotion for a split second before I masked it. Luckily for me he didn’t catch it, instead he caught the way a smile worked its way onto my face. I quickly morphed it into a smirk, the look in his eyes pulling at my heartstrings.

“I should’ve never helped you…” He whispered, referring to that time one thousand years ago where he saved my life, “I should’ve left you there to rot. I should've ignored Artemis’ pleas to help you. If I had then-”

He cut himself off, inhaling shakily as he finally let me go. He stood to his full height, standing over the two of us. He glanced back at Y/N who surprisingly enough was still fast asleep before meeting my gaze. The pain that was ever present in his eyes was now gone, replaced with resentment.

“You’re lucky she’s here. If it weren’t for her I would’ve already torn you to pieces. The next time I see you and you provoke me like this then I promise you you will not escape with your life.” He threatened his voice low as he glared down at me.

With one last look at Y/N he walked away. I let out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding, staring after him as he walked away. I closed my eyes and leaned further into Y/N’s hold, biting down harshly on my bottom lip to stop myself from calling after him and begging for forgiveness.

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

I gave the woman a warm smile as I handed the coins over to her. With a final goodbye I grabbed my things and left her little stall. My father had sent me out to buy a few things we needed and I had just bought the last thing I needed. It was a rare opportunity for me to explore the city of Athens, the city I was born in. My father and I have been living in Pireas for as long as I can remember and I was rarely allowed to go out on my own. I didn’t like to think of my father as overbearing as some have calmed him over the years, just a little too overprotective. I never resented him for it or rebelled against his rules, knowing he only had them in place to protect me from the dangers of the world. I was his own and only little girl after all.

I smiled softly as I thought of how fussy my father was as I prepared for my short trip this morning. I chuckled to myself as I stuffed everything I was carrying into the saddlebags I had on Ajax, petting his name affectionately.

“C’mon boy, let's get going before my father comes looking for us,” I said as I put my foot through the stirrups, about to pull myself up but an arm wrapped around my shoulder from behind, stopping me.

-TR-

I immediately started struggling in their hold, the blood in my veins going cold as I heard various voices let out laughs. I fought harder against them, beginning to panic until I was thrown to the ground roughly. I scrambled back, putting as much space as I could between me and the men that brought me here. I looked up to see around five of them, standing above me as they gave me looks that were comparable to a lion looking at its prey. My heart pounded loudly in my chest, my brain trying to think of a way out of this situation. I could vaguely hear Ajax neighing in the distance but he was far away that I couldn’t reach him quick enough to escape. I looked for an opening but found none, cursing as I felt for the dagger I kept on me. I was about to pull it out when I stopped myself. What if I pass out again from hearing that voice? Then I really won’t be able to defend myself and these assholes will be able to do whatever they want with me.

“What are you spacing out for sweetheart? Are we not enough entertainment for you?” One of them asked, reaching out a hand to touch me.

I slapped his hand away harshly just before he could touch my face. I stood up so as not to give them the satisfaction of having me look up at them. I don’t know how I’ll be able to get out of this without fighting but I’ll be damned if I just sat there and took it.

“She’s a fiery one.” One of them said with a chuckle, a disgusting look in his eyes.

“I haven’t seen her around before...must be from out of town…” Another trailed off, scanning my figure from head to toe with his eyes.

I stepped back, pulling out my dagger, “Stay back.”

“Oh? What’s this? Little miss is armed and it doesn’t look like she’s afraid to use it,” The last one said with a dangerous glint in his eyes, his lips curled into a grin, “How cute.”

As soon as those words left his mouth he reached out to grab my arm, probably hoping to catch me off guard. I gripped onto the dagger tightly and swung at him, cutting into his arm. I stared at the open wound in shock, not believing that I actually did that. Was the voice not going to say anything this time? Am I really able to fight back freely? But before I could get my hopes up too high a loud ringing reverberated through my ear, the pain of it causing me to drop my dagger and cover my ears with both hands to try and alleviate the pain somehow.

All it took was a second for them to grab me like the vultures they were. I fought against as hard as I could but the four of them overpowered me. Just as one of them grabbed a fistful of my hair, I cried out, saying his name.

-TR END-

“Yeosang!”

The instant his name left my lips I felt the men pulled off of me. Like before I scrambled back until my back hit a nearby wall. I looked up to see someone I least expected standing in between me and the men that attacked me.

“Yeosang…?”

He glanced over his shoulder at the sound of his name, a soft smile playing at his lips as he looked at me. He didn’t say anything, turning back to face the men in front of him. Something about the way his back tensed and the way his hands trembled at his sides told me everything I needed to know that he was beyond angry. The men trembled before him, their faces twisted in fear. They looked like they were going to flee but one seemed to swallow his fear as he charged at Yeosang, swinging at him. Yeosang dodged his punch easily, leaning to one side to avoid it, reaching out to grab the man’s wrist. He must’ve been pretty strong because the moment Yeosang grabbed his wrist the man fell to his knees, clawing at Yeosang’s hand to try and free himself. Yeosang just stared at the man as he squirmed, delivering a swift kick to the man’s stomach, sending him back a few feet. I stared at Yeosang wide eyed, shocked by his strength. The other men stumbled back when Yeosang turned to them, their entire bodies shaking as Yeosang stared them down. None of them tried to fight him as they grabbed their fallen friend and ran.

I let out a sigh of relief when they left, finally letting the panic I was feeling slip away but the second that was gone I felt tears in my eyes. I looked down at my clothes to see my dress had been torn, my left leg exposed. I shakily reached out a hand to try and cover myself but I was shaking so much I could barely get my hands to grab at the torn fabric, the tears in my eyes blurring my vision. Just as I felt the first of many tears fall from my eyes a dark maroon cloak was laid over my body. I raised my head to see Yeosang crouched in front of me, the look on his was one of unbelievable pain, his brows furrowed as a frown adorned his face. The instant I looked into his eyes the tears I had been trying to hold back came out all at once. I reached over and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly as I buried my face in the crook of his neck. He wasted no time in wrapping his own arms around my waist, pulling me in closer. I felt his arms trembling ever so slightly as he squeezed me in his hold, a shaky sight leaving his lips.

“I should’ve killed those bastards for touching you with their filthy hands.” He growled out in a low voice, my arms squeezing him tighter at his words.

I don’t know how he knew where to find me or how he was here when I needed him but I didn’t care, I’m just glad he’s here. If he were even a second later then--I don’t even want to think about it. I was crying from the fear I felt from the whole thing but also partly because of how pathetic I was. Here I was, a skilled fighter, able to use any type of weapon but when I needed to put my knowledge and skills to good use I was useless. Why was I blessed with this talent if I couldn’t even use it?

……

“Are you sure you’re okay enough to ride on your own?” Yeosang asked, looking up at me.

I smiled softly, reaching out to run my fingers through Ajax’s mane, “I’m sure, besides, if I don’t ride on Ajax he’ll be anxious the whole way home, he’s a bit clingy.”

Yeosang frowned but he didn’t try to argue about it anymore, turning to Ajax instead, “Take care of her for me,” He muttered to him, Ajax nudging his head against Yeosang’s open palm as if he were telling him not to worry.

Yeosang grinned, pulling out a carrot and giving it to Ajax as a treat, his own horse nudging at his back. Yeosang turned to the horse with a chuckle, pulling out another carrot, “C’mon now girl, you know it's nice to share with others,” He said, probably trying to scold her but his tone was way too soft for that. Silence settled over the two of us after that...that is until I spoke up.

“Thank you…” I mumbled, reaching out to grab his hand, “If you had been even a minute late then they-“

He squeezed my hand tightly in his, cutting me off, “Hey, you’re okay now. Don’t even think about what could’ve happened. I’m just glad I was in the area….and that you thought to call out to me.”

My eyes widened at his words, a blush crawling up my face as I thought back to when I cried out his name without thinking. I had done it almost as if out of reflex, his name being the only thing that came to mind. I looked away, feeling bashful all of a sudden. I heard Yeosang chuckle softly, squeezing my hand one last time before he let go. I watched him pull himself onto his own horse, confusion clear on my face.

“I’m going with you.” He said, as if already knowing why I was confused.

“But don’t you have other things to do here? I’m sure you didn’t come here just to save me…”

He smiled gently and shook his head, “I had just finished everything I needed to do when I heard you cry out for me. Besides, if I did have something to do it’s not important.”

“But-“

“I can just come back another day. Let me accompany you home, please?” He cut me off, practically begging to let him come with me.

I sighed but nodded, digging my heels into Ajax’s sides, spurring him into a light walk. Yeosang brought his own horse to walk beside mine. We made our way out of Athens in silence, my mind elsewhere. I was still thinking about what happened, the feeling of those bastards hands on me still very much there. I shuddered the longer I thought about it, my hand rubbing at my wrist where one of them grabbed me. Then my mind shifted to Yeosang who showed up almost out of thin air. He didn’t really fight much with any of them but the way he skillfully avoided that punch and kicked at that man told me something very important.

“Where’d you learn to fight?” I asked, disrupting the silence that had settled over us.

He glanced at me before looking away quickly, his eyes staring straight ahead, “I...was a warrior once.”

I raised a brow, my curiosity getting the better of me, “Was?”

He nodded, moving his gaze to stare down at his hands, “Yeah, it’s been a years but I guess the skills I have never faded.”

-Yeosang’s P. O. V-

Had I been even a second later then those men— I shook my head to stop those thoughts from invading my mind. It was taking all the self restraint I had to keep myself from turning Mai around and tearing those bastards limb from limb.

I stole a glance at Y/N, frowning at how tightly she was holding onto the reigns of her horse. She looked like she was barely holding it together and I couldn’t blame her. When they ran away I had noticed a discarded dagger on the ground, knowing it belonged to her. With her skills I doubt they took it from her and if that weren’t the case then that only leaves one answer, she heard my voice again. Minutes after I had given her my mark all those years ago I put that spell on her to keep her safe but now that she’s grown up it’s more of a curse. How is she supposed to keep herself safe if she becomes unable to think when my voice invaded her mind? Not only that but the harder she resists it the harder it hits her. I’ve made it so her ears start ringing as a final warning and if she keeps resisting she’s rendered unconscious.

Now I see that my selfish choice to keep her safe was exposing her to danger at every turn. The spell only helped to keep my family from finding her, it prevented them from sending their pawns after her. But it put her at a disadvantage against other humans. There will be times when I don’t make it in time to save her. If I removed that spell from her then even humans would be able to see the mark tying her to me, they wouldn’t dare touch her. And if the spell was gone she’d be able to fight any pawn of theirs that they sent after her, she’d be so much safer. But would it really be the right choice?

I looked over at her just as the thought crossed my mind. I hated the way she was still trembling ever so slightly out of fear. Fear doesn’t suit someone like her, not when she’s one of mine, not when she’s strong enough to take down 1,000 men without even so much as breaking a sweat. My mark gives her a fraction of my strength and that alone equaled the strength of all of Sparta and Athens’ armies combined. So was I really keeping her strength locked away for her own good or was it for my own selfish needs?

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