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wackulart · 1 year

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a God Brother AU lore dump for ya'll [In this piece Caleb's fourteen and Philip is ten] Just before this comic, Caleb and Philip had been arguing due to how aggressive and reckless Philip has become since befriending the Collector. While Caleb had no problem with him making friends, he was worried that Philip was going down a dangerous path. Philip disagreed, brushed him off and ignored him.

"You're not my father!" He spat at him.

Something about those words broke Caleb's heart and angered him all the same. They had grown up without parents, struggling for a home at all and Caleb sacrificed his childhood to take care of Philip, to make sure he was alive. He would do it again in a heartbeat and yet none of that seemed to matter to Philip. Now, he wasn't allowed to have a say? Now he didn't know better?

Philip was just a child.

Yet, so was he.

And with that child anger he smashed the mirror that held the Collector's entrance to the physical realm.

Caleb immediately realized his mistake, but that didn't matter. What's done was done.

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starrcrossrose · 4 months

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“This Is A Bad Idea”

“I Don’t Care”

Uhh HAPPY VALENTINES DAY *throws guys kissing at you and runs away*

If you wanna see more of them I have a LOT on my Patreon. Uhhhh yeah bYE —

#I’m so tired of being afraid of sharing simple smooching #what’s some making out between two dudes in their mid 20’s?#they are down bad #*shakes them in a jar full of marbles*#kissing #smooching #make out #idk how else to tag this #leoichi #LeoSagi #they ARE ADULTS OKAY #(hate feeling like I need to defend myself before posting anything but it’s my art and my au and I can do what I want)#I hope ppl like this #I just really love how the arm and hand on Leo came out #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME

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brother-emperors · 6 months

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And the experience of each man was peculiar. For Pompey's name and power were greater in the city when he was away from it, owing to his campaigns; but when he was at home, he was often less powerful than Crassus, because the pomp and circumstance of his life led him to shun crowds, retire from the forum, and render aid to a few only of those who asked it of him, and then with no great zest, that he might keep his influence the more unimpaired for use in his own behalf. But Crassus was continually ready with his services, was ever at hand and easy of access, and always took an active part in the enterprises of the hour.

Plutarch, Crassus

from the vault of half finished one shots and rejected scenes! what a pair of guys! some real complementary personality stuff going on with these two!

bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost

#where’s that paper that’s all ‘Fulvia was a manager and Antony was manageable’ there’s a similar dynamic going on here #but it’s both of them @ each other. Crassus does have a very political manager type of. vibe. though. so it could apply to multiple people #roman republic tag #komiks tag #also this is why Pompey and Caesar were a bad match. like of course they were going to get divorced civil war style #anyway. the new tvxq song. any older kpop fans here. ‘So say you want me cause I’m down’ is rattling around in my head abt these two #when they decided to fuck politics together. like oooooh you two chose each other for real #if I was staging a movie or smth the scene where they shake hands on it would be when changmin does THAT with his vocals #tris homines #marcus licinius crassus #gnaeus pompeius magnus

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saltyb0ba · 6 months

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"you always beat the level before me, but i had fun anyways!"

AU/prediction for S5. MK goes beserk in his kaiju form and mei shows him a drawing he made of him and mei back in S1 MK runs to mei to knock her out but he stops just a few feet in front of her when he sees what she's holding.

more AU since i don't think this will happen but there's always a chance!

#i just think it'd be sweet but also would make me cry really hard #knowing uhh LMK it's probably more 10 kings of the underworld focused than MK himself #but you can't just give us the bigass kaiju form capable of fighting off the literal god of the universe and do nothing else with it #mei deserves to save MK after he showed compassion to her in the moments she hurt the most #he showed her love now she must show him love #you can tell im normal about these two as friends. ohhh my god soulmates but in platonic besties way #shaking hands having something inside of them that is capable of wild amounts of energy #therapy also. send them both to therapy they need it #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk MK #lmk MK kaiju #lmk mei #lego monkie kid MK #lego monkie kid mei #lego monkie kid fanart #lego monkie kid MK fanart #my art #bobasalt

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jrueships · 8 months

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https://twitter.com/danfetes/status/1712166167572361344

josh says people saying stuff about stef ticks him off 😭 that's the meanest he'll ever get off the field 😭

that was kinda... 😏😏😏

and i definitely know stef feels the same... 😏

" tired of hearing all this nonsense... lot of guys in this league that have that same fire that don't get talked about, but--"

" frankly that kind of ticks me off when people wanna say stuff about him, but... we'll keep that all internal here 🙂🙃🫥."

this is allen at his boiling point omg 😭😭 held back by pr

#reporter: we talked to josh and we asked him a question about y-#stef smirks in Yeah. I Bet You Did. Bitch.😎 we're a two packaged deal. inseparable 😎 (insufferable) im his right hand man. his silly rab-#the sassy pose and the fond smile. theyre so untouchable dramatic ass top of the foodchain powercouple it's Unreal.#WHERE IS THE RPF!?!??!?!????#josh and allen sooooo fucked after this #fucked HARRRRD bro fucked HARD #and they were both soo ready for it like you cant tell me they didnt fuck nasty after this HELLO #we cant always bet on them winning but the fuck nasty is surely guranteed #diggs had the bed all set up with romantic candlelight and roses and josh hurdled over all that shit just to hold him in his arms #josh caught on fire a little bit but diggs patted the flames down before he could notice #all the snow piled up around their home in buffalo could not muffle the 'youre my qb.. ure my qb' pants& moans which shake those very walls #josh '🙃🙃' the hell outta this interview #he said YOU may not understand diggs horrors but **I** DO!!@@! **I** UNDERSTAND. I GET THEM.#the frustration of seeing everyone hate on his husband when he knows all of that pales in how much stef hates himself #AND THAT MAKES JOSHS LITTLE STUNNED FACE ALL THE MORE SAD LIKE. HES SO HURT FOR STEF.#AND HE JUST KNOWS. he KNOWS the public is gonna spin this horribly. make stef the diva they always degrade him as #josh has CONSTANTLY with like a bear pacing around the cracked glass enclosure barely disguised rage #defended stef from misinterpretation and disdained the diva drama so vehemently #so everytime josh messes up or stef messes up or they lose all josh is thinking and feeling is 'im fucking this up for him even more #i dont care if theyre gonna be mad at me. diggs is hurting. somehow some way. diggs is gonna get Hurt.#and i cant do anything but talk. and i cant even do that well.#it's all my fault i cant do anything im so stupid im so stupid'#saint bernard song 1 hour #that single wide eyed stare he gives his wr bcs all he can do is stare as stef's pain surges #it's not fear of stef as the media tries to portray for qbwr tension. it's fear For stef.#he knows theres hurt. and he knows theres gonna be even more hurting. and. the nail. he knows he cant do anything to help it from stopping #'why couldnt i throw better. i need to just run it to lessen the chances. i need to do something. i need to be better. i have to be better'#meanwhile diggs could care less abt what everyone else thinks about him. he just cares abt how josh thinks. about josh #stef wants to perform well so josh can actually feel well. be able to express anything he wants without worry or treading #diggs/allen

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kicktwine · 9 months

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alphinaud and alisaie are an example of siblings written by people who know siblings very well and choose to have them call each other brother and sister, proving that telling people not to write this quirk because it gives away that you’re an only child is just shorthand for how it’s a common warning indicator of thoughtless sibling writing and isn’t actually the problem itself

#they’re so siblings I like their writing very much. This post was just an excuse to be like wow so twins #The random and inexplicable opportunities to dunk on the other one which are Immediately taken no explanation why #the fact that as soon as something Bad Happens they both freak out and need to know the other one’s fine and not hurt #even volunteering each other for things without asking and they just do it. Unless they don’t wanna. yeah #it’s like calling your dad father. If they wouldn’t call their dad father or their mom mother don’t have them call their sister sister #It’s a character trait not a siblings trait. these two DEFINITELY call them mother and father. in canon even #alphinaud deffo tattled on his sister earlier he was like alisaie was not being very gentle :/ and I was like I’m sure she wasn’t #complete side note. dadbahn #raudad #barret and raubahn fistbumping dramatically with the flaming words POWERFUL DAD behind them #they can’t shake hands their missing arms are on opposite sides o(<#powerful dads with beautiful brown eyes gentle smile so soft. Machine gun magic. Powerful Dad #kipspeak #but also sis is so uncommon I literally call my sister bro. In the Same way that you’d call your friend bro. just ban sis unless it’s #specifically something your character does on purpose

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iceicewifey · 2 months

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don’t mind me, 4am vanishay cringeposting 🫶

shay wonders what happened to make vanilla ice so distant so suddenly. they used to get along just fine, but lately he’s been so short with her, unable to be around her for an extended period of time without snapping at her or lashing out. it’s like he’s been continually stressed about something for weeks, but she can’t figure out what and doesn’t want to attempt to ask, lest her chew her out again. she’s always known he was a bit cold, but this is new to her, and conflicts with what she’d been feeling. she is no stranger to random feelings bubbling up every now and then—in fact she’d considered it a bit of a problem back in high school, but it’s so hard to squash a crush like that when the person of interest is your tall and tan live-in coworker with a pretty face... she’s considered confessing her attraction since said feelings had such a strong grip on her, but his recent behavior was beginning to make her want to reconsider. he may be been rather stoic with most others, but she’s wiggled her way beneath that seemingly permanent scowl. she didn’t know what camaraderie looked like with a man like that, but she figured they’d reached that point once he went out of his way to invite her along to the usual hookah cafe on the odd occasion their master would permit an outing... now it was rare for him to attend himself. had she done something wrong without realizing and inadvertently pushed him too far? if only she could get him to stop avoiding her so she could ask.

vanilla ice has never felt anything like this before and it feels as if it’s devouring him from the inside out, like some ironic twist on his stand. he’s never cared about a woman like this—no, he’s never cared about anyone like this. he idolizes lord dio, but he’s never felt anything of this caliber before. he doesn’t know how to process this feeling. the fact that he can’t be around her without breaking out in a cold sweat is destroying him, he’s a wreck. why did this have to happen and why did it have to be her. he tries to reason with himself about this godforsaken feeling that threatens to consume him. he’s not in love with her, a four letter word that nearly brings him to his knees. he’s not in love with her, he tells himself… but the thought of ever having to see her in the arms of another man fills him with a profound dread, the kind that spreads thru his body like a kick in the ribs. it terrifies him, and he hates it. deep in a section of his heart that he dares not acknowledge, he wants it to be him, nobody else. he hesitates to act on it; he has important duties, he shouldn’t even be thinking about her. he could never forgive himself for jeopardizing his master’s plans… but he doesn’t know how much longer he can keep this suppressed.

#vanishay #posts my cringe ramblings at 4am so nobody has to see #i’m half asleep sorry if these are worded strangely #i’m a sucker for when characters have so many feelings that they just. cannot process them all #these two were a mess /aff #this is what i mean when i said it hit vanilla like a ton of bricks. except it gets worse from here #shay being all ‘he doesn't like ne anymore? :(’ meanwhile vanilla is literally fighting back the desire to just pick her up and shake her #and scream to high heaven that he loves her #he’d never admit that… or would he? :)#rubs my evil little hands together #love inflicting them with feelings <3 #oc x canon #long post

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peppermintpegis · 7 months

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netflix one piece live action feels a little like fanfic in that it makes sure it hits all the important notes but doesnt do all the work to make them hit which works in fic where the reader is supposed to bring all the emotional story investment from the original but doesnt work in a multi million adaptation that is supposed to be able to stand on its own or even serve as an intro to the series. it even does this in service to have more koby and helmeppo gay moments in this essay i w

#one piece #opla #the fleshing out of koby and helmeppo is like honestly good its a beacon of light its truly really fun #and all the actors are great it is just what they are given .#they didnt let nami do any real betraying. they didnt even have her steal the merry!! she just stole the map that they added in!!!!#ddont get me started on the gutting of sanjis intro. i dont give a shit about if don krieg appears or not i need to see this guy fuckin #feed the hand thats about to kill him im going to start shaking like a dog.#im almost madder krieg appeared for just a little id rather have that time be used for. anything else really.#like have one of arlongs guys starved half to death when they get to arlong park!or idk anything! no gin appears look its gin! you know him #sanji doesnt even get to beat the shit out of a shitty guest. like i guess he does a little but it feels so blink and you miss it #+the first like two eps were good!! buggys great hes scary and weird and fun. i dont mind that he sticks around longer in theory #but the way he is comedic relief instead of basically every character having funny bits is like. ahghhhgggg. its a symptom of this really #mean and edgy feeling the whole thing has. like the removal of people missing usopps pirate calling :( and how cocoyashi didnt know #nami was working to help them. like p. please. can we have caring and bonds in this world?? trust and love???#anyway. sorry for having expectations of a netflix show im so close to putting this into a more proper form rather than tags. just to get i #all out of my system cause fuck man.#anyway solid 7/10 not as bad as it couldve been

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eric-the-bmo · 5 months

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"Need a light?"

(very huge thanks to @sm0kebreaks for this commission of my vampire and his sire! I'm going to go insane in the tags now, i adore this with every fibre of my being [also: vers with no piercings under the readmore, bc I love that one too])

#Lovers Reversed #vtm oc #blood and silicon #jeremiah #leo west #vtm ocs #i cant stop thinking about those tragic little gay men #they consume my every waking thought #This artwork flung me into thinking So Much about their dynamic for the past few days. Im insane. Thank you so much #If i think too long about Leo's expression as he looks at Jeremiah I'm going to explode!!!#leo!!! you hopeless romantic fool!!!#And THE COLORS....its all so soft.....#perfect for a memory....#and the BACKGROUND?? AAA ITS SO PRETTY #and of course how could i Not put a link to a mitski song /lh #And let me yell about the symbolism of the closed-eye tattoo hand being the one holding the lighter Leo's leaning towards!!#i have. so many thoughts about these two. oh my god #The Symbolism... the eye being closed and the knowledge that J erased Leo's memories bc he was his ghoul...#The fact Leo is Actively leaning towards the lighter... something something Ghouldom and experiencing love....#Putting them in a snowglobe and shaking them around!!!!!!!!

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guckies · 6 months

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I don’t have many hopes for any lore conflicts especially with the soulfire members considering all the relationship conflicts were just seemingly thrown out the window as soon as they got back to quesadilla

#qsmp purgatory 2 #qsmp purgatory #that’s not to dismiss the bond that soulfire has but this is in general like ermmm #I know as well not everyone is back which is also a problem but don’t say purgatory was lore when really is was a competition that resulted #in any and all possible good juicy story making conflicts to be thrown out when they got back to quesadilla #bc the people who are villains to another refuse to be seen as such #like if cellbit jaiden baghera or slime dont drag out the conflict then i think ill crack like two weeks for nothing #two weeks for everyone to shake hands and go their separate ways two weeks fucking wasted???#like purgatory could have resulted in such good story telling yet… left like a baby out in the wind UN FUCKJNG HEARD #aghhh idk why im pissed about it maybe i just need my roleplay queens back #qsmp neg #- tag just in case #also edit to this THE ‘RP’ BAD DID WASNT BARELY RP SINCE NO ONE ELSE WAS PARTICIPATING DUE TO HAVING A BAD TIME OR JUST TRYING TO GET OUT O #WHATEVER BULLSHIT HE PUT THEM IN ISK LIKE THE STUPID ASS SPAWN KILLING

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aromanticasterisms · 3 months

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still rolling perinheri around in my head btw. that "the eclipse is swallowed by the crimson moon" line from dainsleif's introduction makes a lot more sense now. lol

#personal stuff #delete later #what's with khaenri'ah's dynasties being moon-based. you guys do not have a moon down there.#or maybe they do? enkanomiya had a fake sun sure but maybe they stole one of the moon sisters' corpses or something idk.#joking. i know there's a line about them glimpsing the sun and the moon in perinheri.#the line about the seas being used as a metaphor for the space projected by the stars... oh mona stars lore we're really in it now #but yeah they really said sorry no dain quest with the march update like normal :( here's some khaenri'ah lore snippets instead #the crimson moon dynasty being all about alchemy and beastmastering... the rifthounds coming from this time...#so rhinedottir's probably from the crimson moon dynasty then.#this means little to me since we have no idea how long the eclipse dynasty lasted before the cataclysm happened #still cool to know more about the dynasties though. khaenri'ah lore that doesn't revolve around the cataclysm my beloved.#i mean it does kind of. it lends context to the cataclysm in that the crimson moon [dynasty] swallowed the eclipse [dynasty]#or at least the legacy of the crimson moon dynasty [alchemy; beastmastering; and likely a connection with the abyss] did that #really curious to know if there was like. political unrest in khaenri'ah based on the two [or more] dynasties vying for power?#hmm. also alberich namedrop in perinheri wooo #diluc and kaeya shaking hands our family name comes from a guy way back when who was a knight!!

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latenightsleeper · 9 months

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Writing blurb: The Princess and The Wolf

Character(s): Tank and Alexis

Warning(s): Alexis?? Ig??? This is me just word vomiting into a page so it’s flow is a bit off

Summary: Lexi(moon) have me Tank and Alexis brainrot

Mmmm mmmm Alexis and Tank thoughts, thoughts of Alexis asking why Tank loves her when she is who is, what she is. Alexis has a bad reputation, the ‘ mad ‘ princess of the clan

And there in the middle of it all is Tank, who yes had their own bad reputation but to Alexis. Touches her like she’s made of the finest silks, gently, softly, with care and warmth and understanding thrumming under their finger tips. Who no matter what Sam said to Tank about her, never asked, never said anything, who still showed up to her door. Eyes as dark and deep as always as he said “ my princess “, less teasing more genuine now a days

Alexis finally asks one night, why, why they stay, why the still come. Why..why

“ why do you love me? “ her question leaves her painted and honeyed lips, red eyes looking at Tank as they stop and look back her.

Alexis isn’t sure how she blurted out that question, years of etiquette lessons having taught her better but having failed in this important and delicate moment. Still, she couldn’t help but keep on asking, talking.

“ I push everyone away..I-I am called the ‘ Mad Princess’ of the clan—Sam has already told you what I’d done to him so why— “ Alexis swallows the spit in her mouth as she takes a breath; slow, deep and measured.

“ why? “

The question hangs in the air like the blade of a guillotine ready to take the vampiric royals head off like the French did to her Makers own royals.

Alexis ain’t sure when but Tanks hands find hers. Tanks hands were bare, no gloves on them as he held her hands in his. Warm, their hands were always so warm, comforting, callused and scared from a live of chance and danger that the wolf lived.

They kneeled before her, knees to the floor as he looked up at her. A gentle hold on her well taken care of and manicured hands. Dark, half lidded eyes looked into her searching ones, red meeting red as Tank softly looked up at the Princess.

“ how could I not? When you’re so head strong and sure of yourself, when you wear the insults people throw at you like the finest silk..? “ Tank whispers to her, voice softly and honest it makes her cold heart lurch in her chest

“ how can I not love you? I just do.. “ they whisper against the knuckles of her hand, like an oath. Warm lips ghosting over her skin, just shy of a kiss upon her hands

“ I don’t deserve it “ Alexis wants to sob out but years of practice had taught her better, royals do not sob after all

“ I am not kind “

“ I am cruel “

“ I take and take, never giving back “

“ I do not deserve your love “ she keens out softly, her hands grasping Tanks. The thoughtfully thought about manicured nails pinching into Tanks soft and warm flesh

“ I think you do—I know you do “ the wolf says gently, softly challenging the Princess as they lean a bit closer. Tank letting go of her hands and for a second Alexis feels herself cry and die once more at the loss of contact before this warm and gentle hands find their way to her face. Cupping the vampires face as he looks into her eyes.

“ c-can I? Can I do that? Can I give you my love? “ Tank almost pleads, insides aching at the chance. To love Alexis, to hold her, to cherish her, to hand over their heart to her, to let him have the privilege of it all.

And oh does Alexis want that, does the Princess want for nothing more than that—what she spent years as a human and then years as a vampire craving and wishing for. But something old, something ugly and scared and afraid holds her back, clawing at her throat as Alexis looks back into her wolfs dark eyes. Watches how that band of blood red glows and grows in his eyes.

“ only.. “ The vampire chokes out slowly, hands holding Tanks in a death grip but they make no sound of discomfort at the tight hold.

“ only if I can have your heart in return.. “ the words leave her before she can fully think on them, the burn of fear and embarrassment in her chest as she waits.

Tank just gives her once of those gentle smiles, taking a hand of hers and placing it at the center of their chest. Heart beating to a steady beat and thrumming under her hand as he pulls her other hand to their lips, placing a chase kiss to her knuckles.

“ it’s always been yours to take my Princess.. “ Tank says against her skin, saying it like a prayer, a confession, a universal truth.

Something in Alexis spills over, something that she never felt before as she moves her hand to cup her wolfs face. Leaning over their kneeling form at her feet as she presses her forehead against Tanks, closing her eyes as she feels that beating under hand. As she commits the sound of their blood rushing through their whole body to memory

“ then you have mine.. “ a reply, a confession, a shy hand held out for the wolf to take.

Moonlight blankets them, red meeting red as Princess and Wolf look at each other. Handing the other their hearts and placing them in their rib cages to protect and love and covet

#latenightsleeper #redacted audio #redacted asmr #sleep speaks #redactedverse #redacted darlin #redacted tank #redacted asmr darlin #redacted asmr Alexis #redacted audio Alexis #going absolutely feral #for these two #(*holds them in my hand and shakes*)#this is for you PK <3

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charophyte · 1 year

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OC x Canon Week - Day 4: Cuddling

#my art #ashton #jotaro kujo #jjba #oc x canon #selfship #jjba oc #original character #ash x jotaro #oc x canon week #i can talk and write abt these two fucking but talking about them ''''cuddling'''' makes my hands shake LMFAO #i am so brave for posting this

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uccmd · 11 months

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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME-

So Aziraphale just,,,,, just did something Crowley already did for him when they were in Eden,,,,,,,,,

#screaming #my hands are shaking #screaming crying shaking #please #i'm so weak for them #good omens #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens season two spoilers #go2 spoilers #ineffable husbands #ineffable lovers #good ineffable omens #ineffable idiots #crowley and aziraphale

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revelisms · 1 year

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Excerpt: Eye for an Eye

Silco and Vi have a chat in Stillwater.

From 'heron blue,' an AU where Vi and Jinx reconnect under different terms. Slow, rocky relationship rebuilding, found family messiness, and political schemings. Full story on AO3

She sees fire. She sees red. Red on his clothes, on his hands; in his mangled, inhuman iris; on the silvered edge of his poisoned tongue.

"Vander's prodigy." She hasn't heard the sickly gravel of that voice in six years. It ripples beneath her skin, and sits there. Etches the drawling cadence of every vowel into her bones. "I regret that we've yet had the ability to speak."

A tilt of his head. Through the bars, doused in shadow, his mismatched stare sharpens. "I'd have made the journey sooner," he rumbles on, "but, you see—the time would be a waste, for a dead girl." His good eye narrows, a scathing flash of blue radium. "And yet."

Vi breathes in quick, harsh. She swallows it down.

He looks like a creature the Pilt chewed off and spit back out: a sinewed blot of shadow, bones and flesh, wrapped in leather and silk-weaved linen. There's an animal under his skin—a tidewater predator watching from the shallows, silent and still. Waiting.

She scuffs the sweat from her temple. Feigns indifference. "Who the hell are you?"

His brow perks. "Don't you remember?" His hands shift behind his back, held laxly there, as though folded around a knife. "Surely the walls haven't rotted your head that easily."

"I remember," Vi snarls, baring her teeth. "Like hell I'd forget." And she'd tried. Kindreds above and below, she'd tried to wipe her mind of that night, a lifetime over. Spite coils under her tongue. "But, y'know—don't really care about the name of some rat in the street. Might have to remind me, there."

She can't tell under the dim light whether the crook of his mouth is a sneer or a smile. It passes too quickly for her to care.

"Well. You've Vander's tongue as much as his damned fists, don't you?"

Her nails carve into her palms, hard enough to draw blood. She paces across the back of the cell, glaring.

Don't you dare say his name. Don't you dare—

Silco stands still as stone, two steps from the red line that chips over the cement floor. Silver glints in his hand. He's slipped a gilded cigarette case from the breast pocket of his coat. His thin, willowed fingers pluck one roll out, snap the case shut, and flick open the hinge of its lighter. The crackling hush of the drag he takes rattles over the stones: fills the air with a dry, ambered spice.

It's not like Vander's pipe: cheap, heady, citrus and cinnamon. It reeks of expense. It's the same peppery smoke that sits on his clothes, bittersweet and earthen, laced with juniper berry and cedar. It hisses out from his lungs, a blue thread unspooled, clouding about him in a thin haze. His dead eye leers through it.

"Come here, girl," he says, and takes a step forward. Under the ripple of the light, he's taller than she took him for; taller than she remembers, cowered on those rickety grates behind a wall of other bodies. His right eye—a frigid, dirtied blue, like the underside of a glacier—cuts to her tattered boots, and climbs. "Let me look at you."

The words gut into her, vilely. She wheels on him. Her fist slams into the bars, hard enough to make an ugly, chorusing echo through the steel. "Bastard."

"Charmed."

He stands on that thin red line, puffing away on his cigarette, and stares at her, as though trying to make sense of a riddle in a paper, or picking through the nuances of an artist's strokes. Her fingers snare hard on the bars, hard enough to stain her bloodied knuckles white. She glares right back at him. Pristine coat, lithe hands; scratched up, grayed out face; swept-back hair, flecked with silver; steel-tipped boots. There's a knife handle under his belt. A knife handle nearly in arm's reach.

"You couldn't have been more than fourteen, then," he mutters. The words carry a taint of wonder, in their remembrance. It plunges, swiftly, to distaste. "Tearing through my men, like a tank through the trenches." He scoffs. Now, he is sneering: the scarred line of his lip baring crooked teeth, his cigarette pinched between his fingers. "What good are you, left to waste away under these Piltie scum?"

"I didn't ask to be here—"

"Oh, no. You asked for revolution." His eyes spear into hers, an unwavering burn. "You were denied."

Blood ticks between her fingers, scalding on the cell bars. Those words itch into her; find the festering resentment she's left abandoned, over months and years shackled within these walls, and gnaw at it.

"You sold Vander out," she says, heat broiling just beneath the words. "You stabbed him. I saw it. You killed him—"

"Vander sold himself out, girl," and he is walking, with the slow, prowling lope of a wolf; the fluid circling of a shark in the deep. "Laid his throat under the enforcers' boots, like a mutt on a leash. I paid my dues—nine years of it—while he sat back and cowered." He strides over the red line, and stops, inches from her battered fists. "He owed me a debt," he says, plainly. His cigarette skims the grayed blot of dead flesh that stretches over his cheek. "Eye for an eye; tooth for a tooth."

Her hands shake. She sees the flames, eating up the cannery with the roar of a living thing. Hears the bellows of their arguing, split apart in fritzing static and neon-blue. "What did you do with my sister?"

He ticks the ash from his cigarette. It falls to a swirl of embers at his feet. "You, however," Silco prattles on, blithely ignoring her. His fingers wave through the air, with the nonchalance of a royal: a razor-edged flit of smoke and cinder. "Now—what I wouldn't have given to see you storm this wretched city, yourself. You still could, if you only had the gall." His heels sweep over the concrete: th-thump, th-thumping: fall still at one end of the cell. His eyes flit curiously across its hinges. "These bars, girl—tell me: have they strengthened you? Or leashed you, as well?"

She doesn't have time for this. You talk too much.

"What did you do with my sister—?"

"Jinx?"

A cold pit plunges through her stomach, and twists.

Because you're a jinx! Mylo was right!

"She's alive," he says slowly, the rasp of his low, scratched-out throat worlds away. The look on his face is unreadable: deceptively blank: scathing. "Safe," he adds, with a lilt of his head. "Though—as I'd been led to believe—you're good as dead, to her."

Vi pulls in a tight, heavy breath. "Her name is Powder."

"Her name is her own. She chose it." The dagger of his teal eye thins: hunts for something under her shaking bones, something she can't see. "From what I gather," he mulls, "it was your parting gift."

Slices in.

#fic excerpt #arcane fanfic #vi #vi arcane #silco #silco arcane #heron blue #heron!verse #will stand by the fact that we didn't get enough screentime with these two hashing it out #like!#they have so much in common #spiteful angry revolutionaries willing to do whatever they need to secure a better future for their loved ones/their city #and they have this shared thread of vander discouraging them from doing so/not being that for them #and the shared tension of jinx being pulled between them #shakes my hands at the sky #writing

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instead of grinding for finals i lost hours to a one piece wiki spiral

#IT ALL STARTED...WITH CP9S INDEPENDENT REPORT #in the most predictable fashion. ive yet again fallen for the “dangerous murder bot villains are actually a found family and genuinely care #for one another“#PLSSS THE WAY THEY ALL WORKED SO HARD TO EARN THE MONEY TO TREAT LUCCI #thinking so hard about how they are one collecfive unit. they move together they work travel live thrive together #giggled so hard at kaku giraffe slide #SOEAKING OF WHICH I JUST LEARNED KAKU IS THE YOUNGEST OUT OF CP9 #HE WAS 18 WHEN THEY PLANTED HIM AND THE OTHERS IN WATER 7 #im not ok im ripping my pillow to shreds punchjng the wall screaming shaking good GOD DJFJ #KALIFAS DAD WAS IN THE PREV GEN OF CP9????? SO SHES RRALLY BEEN THERE THROUGH IT ALL #thinking about lucci and jabra and blueno trio...#yes i originally was devastated to discover my favourite shipwrifjts were actually undercover government assassins but like #the found family.....maybe not found family but FORGED FAMILY THEY MADE IT WORK #i still think it's so silly that. kaku is the youngest but hes second ij terms od power and he speaks like an old man #in my ideal world cp9 brutally murders spandam and they live their best lives after doijg whatever #attention span for stats and cs??? nonexistent #but yea sure i can spend 2 hours memorizing the key detaisl from the wiki entries of all cp9 agents and making a chart and timeline #maybe this is a sign...that i need to fix this before it causes bigger issues #rambling about stuff #wait omg no last thought is how when all the cp9 members reunite after 5 years and firsg thing they do is immediately check their doriki #and jabras upset by how both lucci ajd kakus are higher than his now but then u think about how hes the oldest in their group #heck five years ago when they were sent off to water 7 those two were 23 and FUCKIJG 18 YEARS OLD #OF COURSE HES UPSET THESE TWO FUCKING KIDS ARE STRONGEE THAN HIM #who holds seniority over them. im actually devastated and extremely entertained #the last time u see the youngest of your group hes some 18 year old kid you could best in a spar. maybe even leave some words of wisdom for #then he goes and leanrs how to build ships for 5 years and comes back stronger than u #they are a family to me... HE COULD HAVE ABANDONED TJEM?!?! THEM ALL HAD THE CHOICE OF LEAVING THE OTHERS BEHIND TO SAVE THEMSELVES #BUT THEY DIDNT. HE STILL GAVE KALIFA HIS SHIRT AND CARRIED KAKU ON HIS BACK ALL THE WAY TO ST POPLAR #biting my hands hitting the wall scratchijg the floors screaming shakijg not normal about these guys #THE WAY JABRA HAS A PET CHICKEN TO COUJTER HATTORI

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