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novorehere · 10 months

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Bite-Sized Tidbits:

A snapshot of what life might look like with the seven avatars of sin. Contains a lot of fluff, a little angst, and soft/safe vore with you and the seven Obey Me! brothers. I’ve been working on this on and off for quite a while now, so I hope you enjoy.

Word count: 2096. Written for Vore Day, 2023

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Pride

“I can give you your punishment now, or we can wait until later.”

The edges of the demon’s lips crept up into the beginnings of a smirk. All without breaking his gaze from the stack of documents which he straightened against his desk with a tap tap tap.

“However, I will be leaving for tea with Lord Diavolo as soon as my work is finished. So unless you’d like to spend the evening with Barbatos’ chiffon cake, I’d recommend making up your mind in a timely manner.”

Both of you knew very well that “punishment” wasn’t the right word. Lucifer’s infrequent office calls were less of a punishment and moreso a game, an unspoken routine in which you continuously tested the Avatar of Pride’s patience by indulging his younger brothers’ schemes.

It was a game that toyed with the balance of power, one where you pretended like he couldn’t just shrink you down whenever he wanted and that you couldn’t order him to stop with a single word. It was a game that indulged his pride, one that Lucifer would always win in the end.

It was only a matter of minutes before you were seated in his gloved palm. His ruby eyes lording over you with a gaze that anyone else would find annoyingly high-handed. But after playing his game for so long, to you the affection hiding behind them was obvious.

“Are you ready then, my Lamb?”

He was the morning star, eldest of the seven rulers of the underworld.

Yet despite all of this, Lucifer knew it was you who had him utterly wrapped around your little finger.

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Greed

Reclining his head against the arm of his couch, the Avatar of Greed kissed his fingertips in mock satisfaction at the burp that rolled up his throat. A barely audible complaint of “gross” only caused him to chuckle and pat his stomach triumphantly.

“Maybe ya shoulda thought about that before bein’ so damn filling.”

A sound like “Guh” escaped the demon’s mouth as a swift kick to his liver interrupted his musings.

“Oi! The Great Mammon’s gonna start chargin’ 10,000 Grimm for damages every time ya do that!” Ya oughta learn some basic respe-”

And there it was, the familiar flutter of tiny fingers rubbing circles into him from inside. Perhaps it was your way of saying sorry… More likely though that you just wanted to shut him up. It was annoying how easily you could reduce him to a blushing mess without uttering a single word.

“Hey… ‘s not fair. You’re playin’ dirty…”

Mammon rolled onto his side in an uncharacteristically gentle motion. He couldn’t help sneaking an indulgent glance at the scene reflected in his mirror. There he was, splayed out amongst piles of his belongings with his shirt ridden up and his belly rounded in his lap. If *any* of his brothers saw him like this, he would never hear the end of their teasing. But luckily for Mammon, not even you could know the way his face became soft as he teased a finger around his navel too gently for you to feel.

“Why’d ya stop? C’mon, now… keep goin.’”

It didn’t matter how much Mammon gambled away or how many centuries it had been since he’d hit the jackpot at the casino. When he was with you, Mammon felt like the luckiest demon in the three realms.

But sometimes it was hard to put it into words. Which is exactly why he treasured moments like these, the moments where his greed got the better of him. The moments where he could steal you away to be his and his alone.

After all, it was much easier to express how madly in love with you he’d become when he didn’t have to meet you face to face.

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Envy

“You know, this is just like that one scene in ‘My Life as a Shut-In Reincarnated as a Worker in the Shopping Mall Dimension’ where Prince Alfonso goes to the food court kingdom and-”

Leviathan groaned, burying his face into his body pillow as if that could somehow hide him from the voice in his middle.

“You can’t use my own otaku tactics against me, it’s… *hic-* it’s not fair!!”

Your muffled laughter reverberated off the walls of his bathtub, accompanied by the occasional hiccup and the tip of a serpentine tail nervously thumping against porcelain.

He didn’t mean for his horns to sprout from his head when you tried to leave his room that night. He didn’t mean for his tail to wrap around your ankle, wordlessly begging you to stay. And he certainly didn’t mean for his stomach to loudly vocalize the thoughts that had been plaguing his mind the entire night. What was this, some sort of tropey romance manga?

But here he was, face as red as a bouquet of queen of jealousy and stuffed to the (decidedly metaphorical) gills in his own bathtub. The Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy, reduced to a blushing, hiccuping mess. And he had nobody but himself to blame.

But really, how could he have resisted? Especially with the visions of what could have happened instead playing through his head on repeat. Asmo whisking you away to some club filled with normies who could actually hold a real conversation, Mammon snatching you up for an unauthorized night drive in his Demonio 666 Lexura, Beel getting a little too peckish and… he couldn’t bear to think about it.

Leviathan knew wanting to be your one and only was unreasonable. He knew that he was a terrible, horrible friend for thinking these thoughts and becoming so troubled at the prospect of anyone else showing you affection. That no one would ever want to be with a miserable, pathetic joke of a shut-in that wasn’t worth the scum in Henry’s tank-

But as soon as they had come, the negative thoughts washed away like a speck in the ocean as you snuggled closer to his hand, a muffled voice reassuring him that there was no place you’d rather be tonight.

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Wrath

“With an over-exaggerated flourish, the detective tipped his hat to the dame as he disappeared into the evening fog like the curls of smoke which danced from his pipe…”

The demon’s inner monologue was cut short as a violent squirming sensation roused him from his novel. Your ears detected the unmistakable sound of a huff and a book closing, muffled by layers of flesh and fabric.

“Restless as ever, I see…”

Normally, Satan would be more than offended to have his attention ripped from the pages of a good book. But this time the annoyance that swelled in his chest turned not into rage, but affection as the fire settled in his stomach and melted away… You tended to have that effect on him.

The blonde sighed fondly, gazing down at the bump in his sweater.

“…Would you like me to read aloud to you? Perhaps that will help you settle some.”

Pulling the covers up a bit higher around his navel, he tucked them in snugly around his sides. A rare smile crossed Satan’s face as he admired his handiwork. The man reached over to his nightstand, finding there exactly what he was looking for in the dim light. A paperback atop the haphazard piles of hardcovers strewn about, placed there with care as not to crease the art on the cover he knew you loved so much.

With both of you tucked in for the night, it was easier than ever to melt into the gentle rumble of his voice.

“Our story begins in a world of monsters…”

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Lust:

Asmodeus knows that true beauty comes from within. How could it not, when the skin of the human that emerges from his lips always feels so much softer and smoother than before? He makes sure to bring it to your attention every time, doting over how the glow of his inner beauty rubs off on you so easily. Despite everything, he thinks you look so gorgeous lying in his palm. Layers of mucus, tired bags under your eyes, and all.

But sometimes it’s hard to feel beautiful inside or out with wings dyed black and pointed horns replacing the light of your halo.

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A delicate, painted fingertip wipes a stray bead of drool from your face. The other hand is busy at your head, gently combing the tangles from your still-damp hair with the tiniest heart-shaped hairbrush. Asmodeus had been ecstatic the day it arrived, practically bowling over Levi before snatching the Akuzon package from his arms with a squeal.

It was a ritual at this point, the way he pampered you after letting you out. Swaddling you in a soft, lilac-scented hand towel warmed by the gentle breeze of his hairdryer, wiping you clean as he hummed a familiar tune.

“Baby, you want my love

 No matter who you are

 I want you to show me

 I fell in love with someone

 Besides myself for the first time”

He didn’t need to be the “Jewel of the Heavens” with you as his jewel, a precious pearl to tuck away beside his heart where all the things he loves live.

And he had so, so much love to give.

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Gluttony

Beelzebub was on the verge of snapping when you came to him.

He was breathing heavily when you found his monstrous, horned silhouette hunched over the empty refrigerator. Frightened eyes were glazed over with a hunger that threatened to swallow you up with their very gaze. His mouth opened in a silent plea, perhaps an apology, but it was drowned out by the roar of his stomach.

Sometimes it felt as if no amount of food could put out the fire that raged within him. The burning sensation could only be briefly dulled by each cooling mouthful that slid down his throat. But then it was gone, claimed by the emptiness inside him that demanded “more.”

But you… you were different.

Simply being around you made him feel full, and for that he was ever grateful. But sometimes he needed more than a feeling. He needed to be sure you were there, to know that you were alive. To feel the weight of that missing piece that left him the day that he fell.

But despite what he needed, he still required your explicit permission to take it.

“…Can I?”

“You may.”

With your words, Beelzebub gave himself over to his gluttony. It was primal, animalistic… but one thing was for certain.

No demon in hell could devour you as lovingly as he did that night.

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Sloth

Beneath the attic room comforter, an incoherent mumble could be heard from a demon-sized lump in the sheets.

Belphegor rolled onto his stomach as he nestled deeper into his nest of blankets. It didn’t take long at all for a lazy smile to crawl across the Avatar of Sloth’s face. Even though you were undoubtedly squashed in this position, he could still feel your tiny hands working their magic just like he had asked.

Oh, how you spoiled him rotten.

It was hard not to with the way Belphegor expressed his desires so plainly. To borrow your jacket to use as a pillow, to keep quiet to Lucifer about skipping classes, to stroke his hair while he lay on your lap. The others weren’t too thrilled with your coddling, but Belphie couldn’t care less.

After all, they had gotten so much more time with you than he had. They got to know you, to love you, to taste you… all before you even knew his name.

Belphegor was the Avatar of Sloth, not envy. But there was once a time when the unmistakable tingling warmth of his twin indulging in you left the bitter aftertaste of jealousy on his tongue. It was a strange feeling, his brother’s affection for a human. One that, until recently, he couldn’t quite understand. And at the time, he had no desire to.

Nowadays the sensation was far from unwelcome. But ever since that night at the castle when he gifted you his pact, Belphegor had found that he much preferred having you all to himself in person. All to himself…

A small yawn escaped the youngest’s mouth as mind wandered to his twin. Could he feel it too, he wondered? The phantom weight of your touch?

…Perhaps he’d ask Beel about it later. But for now, he had an extremely important nap to get to.

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Neither of you were conscious enough to know it, but that night as Beelzebub carried his brother down to his own bed and tucked him in, he whispered not one, but two good-nights.

#op #Finally… it’s here. I hope you enjoy!#This feels SO good to finally hit the publish button on- you have no idea #These guys mean so much to me and I hope I can show you their more complex sides #The format looks a little wonky on tumblr but I plan on posting it to ao3 later #Yes those are the English lyrics to Pomade #I actually took a lot of inspiration for the character songs for these #might post something about that later but for now I hope you all have a very happy vore day :)#OM stuff #shall we vore #soft vore #safe vore #nonsexual vore #my writing

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ghost-t-cryptids · 3 months

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Underneath the skin there's a human

Buried deep within there's a human

Despite everything I'm still human

#legend of zelda oc #legend of zelda #original character #digital art #oc estrin #legend of zelda au #my art #lyrics are from Human by Daughter #oh boy...the lads just aren't recovered like they hoped the would be #while ganondorf is dealing wirh anger. guilt. and old trauma #Estrin has to live with the hurt that his love tried to kill #he knows it wasn't Ganondorf #but...its dug its way into his brain #and he feels awful bc of it #he refuses to leave Ganondorfs side #he loves him #but estrin just wants them to both be happy #and they'll get that

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mobbothetrue · 6 months

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Spotify prompt! Knuckles and tails, an 19 :)

Oh hoho! You managed to land FightSong by EVE (<- YouTube link), a song that by all rights shoulda been #2 (<- I refuse to pay Spotify money).

Hmm…. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything with Super Sonic Speed, but I always did intend to write follow-ups…

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The city is unbelievably loud. They’re in what Sonic had called a shopping district, and it’s apparently very popular. Knuckles would kind of like to go home, a lot, actually, but Tails is flirting from one shop to another and he doesn’t have it in him to shut the kid down. Sonic is somewhere on the periphery of their little group— he and Tails had bonded, thick as thieves, and Knuckles— well, he tolerated the guy.

Tails gasps like he’s seeing the sun rise for the first time, excited enough that he’s lifting off the ground. Knuckles ambles over, grabs him by the ankle, and pulls him back down. He’s looking at some sort of… thing. Knuckles can’t make heads or tails of it, but it’s definitely saying something to Tails.

Hmm. He is, at least, familiar with the idea of shops. Chao liked to set them up, sometimes, selling fruit or handmade crafts for rings, but Knuckles has no idea if their idea of currency and everyone else’s aligns. Would the shopkeep accept a fruit? Most chao did. It isn’t like rings are a problem, so…

Knuckles turns, seeking out Sonic in the crowd. There he is— stiff as anything, glancing frantically back and forth between Knuckles and some other hedgehog, a pink one. One of his friends, maybe? They look irritated, maybe not. Knuckles steps away from Tails, invites himself into their conversation.

“and you just RAN OFF—“ the hedgehog is shouting. Sonic cracks his mouth open, a faint wheeze escaping.

“Hey,” Knuckles says.

“—do you have ANY IDEA how WORRIED I was—“

This looks like a battle Sonic is better off fighting on his own. Still, Knuckles needs his question answered. “Hey,” he repeats, slightly louder.

“—I mean, I knew you were alright because my cards said so, but—“

“Hey Knuckles,” Sonic manages to crack out, “this is Amy.”

Amy tilts her head at him, and then gives him a sharp, discerning once-over. “Are you one of his other friends?” She asks.

“Yeah, sure,” Knuckles says, and then “do rings work as currency down here?”

She blinks at him, as if this is a weird thing to ask. “Yes?” She says.

“Okay,” Knuckles says, nodding, “try not to scare him too bad.”

Any lingering confusion evaporates, and she whirls around to find Sonic trying to sneak away. “AGAIN!” she shouts, full of conviction, and Knuckles makes his way back to where he left Tails. He isn’t pressed up against the glass anymore, so Knuckles steps into the store. Yeah, there he is. Hovering— literally— over the same display.

Knuckles takes a moment to properly observe, rooting around for the terms Tails would use, in an attempt to ensure he gets the right thing. There’s a looping track, and a few other gadgets on the sides. A switch, one of them looks like, and some barricade, and a few blinking lights. On the track itself is a… sideways cylinder, set on wheels, connected to a few boxes, puffing out smoke— or steam, maybe. Tails is absorbed enough in watching it chug along that he doesn’t even realize Knuckles is standing right next to him. Knuckles’ll just have to make sure he comes up for air, occasionally.

He casts about the rest of the store, vaguely lost. There are a lot of displays, and a lot of colourful boxes. Knuckles picks up one, flips it over, and realizes swiftly he is out of his depth. He brings the box over to Tails, handing it to him. Tails holds onto it for a full few seconds, watching with bated breath as the cylinder switches tracks, before he looks down. His fur all along his spine puffs up, and he turns to look at Knuckles so fast he has to wonder if Sonic hasn’t started to rub off on him in more ways than one. That’s the right box, for sure.

“Really?” Tails asks, voice breathy with excitement, and Knuckles ruffles his fur instinctually.

“‘Course.”

Maybe the shopping district isn’t that bad.

#eggthew #prompt fill #askbox #uhhh so. I kind of barely followed fightsong at all I CAN EXPLAIN #went off the visuals instead of the lyrics. two people running around in city. ooh I could do knuckles protecting tails from Eggman in some #kind of egg city! ah hang on there’s the eggperial city arc in idw and I haven’t read that yet. so I’m not confident in portraying it. hmmm #I could do a Different egg city… man Knuckles and Tails. what a great pair. I really enjoyed writing them in super sonic speed. hey! I could #do super sonic speed’s Knuckles’s first time in a city! maybe he gets kind of freaked out? escape from the city haha #well tails would be familiar with cities. and sonic would be there ofc but I’ll shuffle him off to the side so he doesn’t hog the spotlight #I could do tails looking at a shop! yeah! and knuckles needs to ask how currency works but sonic is… busy? hmm. oh! a city!!!! amy lives in #a city!! she runs into sonic! which keeps him from coming back over with knuckles. I always did mean to write her reunion with sonic.#that’ll be nice to do. alright. perfect. it’s all working out. get to the final few lines. think ‘hey how did I end up with this anyway.’#pulse of adrenaline as my brain goes OH YEAH FIGHTSONG. ach.#I’m happy w this though :)#knuckles: I Tolerate sonic. at best.#sonic: hey I am in a vaguely uncomfortable situation #knuckles *rolling up metaphorical sleeves*: do I need to kick ass #Amy making a mental note: sonic apparently befriending a space alien okay okay cool #they meet up for ice cream. knuckles is inflicted with curse of immediate brainfreeze. tails is So Excited about his new model train set #within a week he mods it to A) be strong enough to pull the Master Emerald and B) be armed.

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chirpsythismorning · 7 months

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📝 💐 🛼 💔⏪️💭🧊🌄❤️‍🩹

I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor

previous ⏪︎ now playing ⏩ next back to playlist

#stranger things #bizarre love triangle playlist #el hopper #el's pov #i was so happy when i re-listened to this alongside the lyrics when looking for songs from el's pov #'at first i was afraid. i was petrified. kept thinking i could never live without you by my side'#all season long we saw el experiencing heartache over mike and how it led to her feeling insecure as if it was all her fault #she was convinced that if mike didn't love her then she couldn't be happy #'but then i spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong and i grew strong and i learned how to get along'#el spending time away from mike at nina along with all the months of doubt prior to their fallout now having validation...#it wasn't just her loving and falling out of love with mike over the course 3 days #it was her realization that their relationship has been deteriorating for a while now and coming to terms with that in 3 days #'and so you're back from outer-space. i just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face'#this is the main line that reminds me of her brushing past mike and will in the cabin #probably a little more harsh as this song is pretty harsh in terms of the singer not being capable of seeing her ex as even a friend now #but el's earned some harshness after what just went down #that doesn't mean they'll never overcome this #it just means there is still a serious need to confront it which wont be super pretty #and then the forgiveness and acceptance can only come after that #'and you see me. somebody new. i'm not the chained up little person still in love with you'#oooooo get him!#'you think i'd crumble? you think i'd lay down and die?'#sort of reminds me of the assumptions not just mike has but also most of the audience #they think it would be impossible for mike to end things with el bc she would be so broken hearted and she doesn't deserve that #which of course she doesn't #but maybe el knows what she deserves... and it's more than what mike is able to give #'i've got all my life to live and i've got all my love to give and i'll survive. i will survive.'#she's not going to go on forever being hung up on something that wasn't what she deserved in the first place #she will survive ya'll #4x09

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lemongrablothbrok · 9 months

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Led Zeppelin/Robert Plant Lyrics that Make Me Feel Some Type of Way:

"I want you to love me all night..." - outro to "Communication Breakdown"

"Little Robert Anthony wants to come and play" - "How Many More Times"

Pretty much all of "Whole Lotta Love"

"Squeeze me baby, 'til the juice runs down my leg. The way you squeeze my lemon, I'm gonna fall right out of bed" - "The Lemon Song"

"Sweetest little baby, Daddy ever saw" - "Bring it on Home"

"She looks so pretty, she's sweet enough to eat" - "How Many More Times", live, Royal Albert Hall, Jimmy Page's birthday, 1970

"Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move, gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove. Ah, ah, child, the way you shake that thing, gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting" - "Black Dog"

"Drop down baby, let Daddy see" - "Custard Pie"

"Trampled Underfoot". The whole thing. The whole damn thing.

"Candy Store Rock". Again, the whole damn thing.

"We're gonna love, love, love, 'til the break of day" - "We're Gonna Groove"

"Let's play wild like wildcats do" - Tall Cool One

I'm sure there's plenty others. That's what I could think of off the top of my head right now though.

#robert plant #led zeppelin #i know his birthday is over now (at least where I live) but I still wanna celebrate a bit #sexy stuff #awesome music #classic rock #rock music #make happy pants time music #side note the “daddy” thing usually doesn't turn me on but when Zeppelin era Robert Plant says it my pants spontaneously combust #maybe it has to do with the fact that he was younger then than I am now so it makes me feel less old when I think of him as “Daddy”🤷‍♀️#(because of course I'm fantasizing about him directing these lyrics at me personally)

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omni-scient-pan-da · 1 year

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"I need some way to prove that this was real, a memory is not enough, I'm scared that I'll forget how it feels to be young and in love"

- Cody Fry, Photograph

#cody fry #quote #song quote #song lyric #photograph #cody fry photograph #don't mind me over here sobbing when i heard this line #panda posts #i know i say sobbing as a reaction a lot because of intenet slang #but i have just listened to this song ten times in a row and literal tears have consistently fallen from my eyes every time we get to this #part #something something childhood slipping away something something amatonormativity putting a pressure to have romance young something #something questioning arospec knowing that ill never feel romance the way allos do and knowing I don't NEED romance the way allos do but #crying because they make it sound so beautiful and ill only ever be able to witness in it's glory and never actually partake in it #i will forever be trapped on the other side of the glass looking at something i will never fully understand knowing i can be happy without #it but always wondering if any relationship i have can ever measure up to the impossible pedestal amatonormativity has raised romance to #rest upon

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tsukasalover · 3 months

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heyyy i’ve been really inactive on here but i Am thinking about tsukasa and planning something. Go think about tsukasa tenma’s duality

#i’ve been so busy recently :cry:#but really i wanna get back to writing analyses #i think that’ll be my main thingy on here #burnout. burnout though…….#but anywyas tsukasa’s duality is the best thing ever #characters with duality are like the most interesting little fellas ever #I LOVE DUALITY #but yknow the fandom splits up into two sides instead of seeing him like that #one side is “he’s sooo depressed and only has tons of problems! everything is a facade!”#and the other is “he’s soo happy he has no problems”#Hey guys sorry to step in what if he has problems but is also happy energetic guy at the same time #see: kaito and miku #most basic examples of his duality #see: sekai no oto songs and comm songs lyrics #PLEASE GO ACTUALLY LISTEN TO SHOWTIME X AUDIENCE AND LEADER #THEYRE SOOO TSUKASA LORE RICH #LIKE A DELICIOUS MEAL #I LOVE THEM #MOREMPEOPLE NEED TO DISCUSS THE SEKAI NO OTO ALBUM SONGS.

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galaxxies18 · 1 year

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「届きはしない思い」「声にならめ声で」

「T R E A S U R E Y O U」

Please don't repost anywhere else!

Invidivual versions below the cut 👇

#i think about treasured a humanly normal amount #ALSO THE ANXIETY I GOT AS I WAS FINISHING THIS BECAUSE CSP ALMOST CRASHED BROOO IMMA CRYYYY #anyway this song is the bane of my existence #it gives me nightmares in my waking hours #i hate thing song i hate that it was sung by Team K I hate that Rindou's singer has a hand in composing the lyrics #and even in canon story rindou directed the play (at least for yoshino's side iirc?)#i hate this i hate this song haunts my every living breathing moment #i hate that rindou's singer also sings this as well for concerts #like YOU GUYS ALREADY HAVE MY WIG AND MY WALLET WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO SNATCH EVEN MY SCALP #mr donuts i dont feel so good-#10/10 song i would put myself under therapy just to forget this song (just to fall in love with it again)#i mean- song is mid #yeah #defenly mid uhuh #no one better @ me for this @@@@ you two bitches specifically #<- crying in roughly 36 hours? of doing this?#idk I didn't keep track of the legitimate time but I know I did this over a span of 5 days #“is kei missing a necklace?” yeah he is its called tactical redesigning im done with this sh-#the amount of details I had to go thru for the jewelry even though you can barely see it makes me (shakes fist)#ALL THE SHITPOSTING ASIDE I'm really happy with how the end product ended up looking!#I tried to recreate the coloring style they do in the game...it's not bad LOL #also idk how to make clothes but I'll be damned if I don't give him a Treasured outfit #also Rindou deserves to have hairpins c'mon donuts its free real estate #; galaxxi's art.#blackstar: theater starless #blackstar theatre starless #blackstar theater starless #bsts rindou #bsts yoshino #adding salt to the wound these three are gonna be singing for christmas- so 🧍‍♀️

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aollosjustlurking · 9 months

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"my tears ricochet" -taylor swift is just an angsty convo between virgil and janus.

as proof i present some lyrical analysis

We gather here, we line up

Weepin' in a sunlit room, and

If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too

Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe

All the hell you gave me?

'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you

'Til my dying day

This is the opening to the conversation, a reference to the hatred that has grown between the two of them. Personally I believe that Virgil used to have some resemblance of a positive relationship with Janus before he was accepted. Whether his acceptance was the beginning of the turning point or the straw the camel's back is up to interpretation.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

And you're the hero flying around, saving face

For Janus I interpret him not going "with grace" as him not just letting Virgil leave. Shortly after Virgil is accepted Janus introduces himself to Thomas, thus introducing the topic of "dark sides". This as well as the moment in the court room where Janus publicly alludes to Virgil's past his him "not going with grace".

I think he would see Virgil trying to distance himself from the dark sides, "saving face" as it were. If not to Thomas than at least to the light sides.

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

When Janus reveals himself in Selfishness vs Selflessness, Virgil quickly joins the video. One could see this moment as Virgil still being in spaces Janus is in, despite Janus being "dead to him".

We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean

Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring

The mention of a wedding is interesting in the context in two ways. The most simple being that they've argued over whether Thomas should go to a wedding and whether or not they are important. The second would have to do with your own personal thoughts on how past anxciet was.

You know I didn't want to have to haunt you

But what a ghostly scene

You wear the same jewels that I gave you

As you bury me

This goes back to Janus not being able to let Virgil leave peacefully. He doesn't necessarily want to "haunt" Virgil, but what is he to do?

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave

It's a much more literal idea with a line about Virgil "leaving" than Janus. He not only left the dark sides, but he warns Thomas about them. He tells Thomas to not let them stay around. To me that's pretty graceless.

The second line here would again be a reference to a time their relationship was better. Maybe when they were younger. I imagine Janus consoling Virgil during a time where he was scared, encouraging him to keep going. Virgil is now using that advice against Janus.

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

This would just be the inverse to the previous chorus. If Virgil is nothing to Janus now, why does he feel the need to pop up in videos now? Why does he need to dangle the truth about Virgil in front of Thomas' nose?

And I can go anywhere I want

Anywhere I want, just not home

Now, I would say Virgil probably sees the light sides as home, but for the sake of this analysis let's say he's referring to the dark sides. He would be flaunting to Janus that Thomas accepts him, though he knows he's lost what he previously had.

On the other hand, he could be saying that though the light sides are his home, he can still never fully feel like apart of the group due to his history.

And you can aim for my heart, go for blood

But you would still miss me in your bones

Janus can continue to badger Virgil, but at the end of the day Virgil's not going to return to the dark sides.

And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky)

And when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)

I don't have much to say here other than imagine the two of them up at night thinking about the other.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves

You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same

For this I think about every time Virgil uses the term "other sides" rather than dark sides. Despite not wanting to be with them anymore and wanting Thomas to be wary of them, he won't demote them to "dark sides". Now one could see this simply as him trying to condition Thomas in order to be in a better place for when Thomas knows his past, but I believe he also still has some sympathy for them. It probably hurts him just a bit to demote them, even if that is secondary to his anger.

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

You turned into your worst fears

The previous hostility to Anxiety didn't just start when the series started, and from the Moving On episode we know this has been going on since at least their teenage years. The resentment and fear that Virgil probably had towards the light sides during those years was probably well known to Janus. In this line he's commenting on how Virgil is now what he previously resented and fought.

And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain

Crossing out the good years

Virgil actively hates Janus openly. In the court room episode we see this clearly when Janus is first allowed to stay. One could see this as "tossing out blame". I feel as though he would relate to the light sides about how terrible Deceit is at first maybe to gain more acceptance with them and later more truthfully as their relationship collapsed.

Now, Virgil has been seen to give importance to his past as it's built who he is. However, I don't think he sits around reminiscing about his time with the dark sides (at least not openly). Janus probably sees Virgil's entire movement away from and hatred for the dark sides as him forgetting the good years.

And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

so there you have a lovely convo between these angsty boys.

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