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jgnico · 5 months

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please nico i beg you to explain the sukuna 4 eyes being a copy of six eyes theory 🙏 it sounds really interesting

I was going to make a joke about you triggering my trap card, but yes, I would love to explain the Eyes Theory.

First, I wanna lay down some groundwork before I get into why I believe that Sukuna having four eyes functions as a nerfed version of the Six Eyes technique.

Thanks to statements from Todo and Mechamaru during the Goodwill event, we know that normal sorcerers can see cursed energy and follow its flow/behavior. With Todo, he's able to see the flow of Yuuji's cursed energy and how it lags behind, which leads to him teaching Yuuji the basics of cursed energy manipulation. Later in this same arc Mechamaru is able to see one of Panda's cores by looking at where his cursed energy is concentrated within his body.

So we know that sorcerers can see the cursed energy of other sorcerers and curses even without Six Eyes, but to drive this point home...

We get a panel of Sukuna looking at the cursed energy of the people within the city around him in the very first chapter. This lets us know that not only can he see cursed energy, but that he can see the limited cursed energy within non-sorcerers.

Where Six Eyes possibly differs in this aspect of its use is the precision with which it sees cursed energy. In the top panel here we're able to see Gojo's view of Toji's movement thanks to The Worm he's carrying, which isn't only brighter/clearer, but the traces between Toji's movements can be seen despite Toji's speed making him basically invisible to the naked eye.

It's thanks to this view of cursed energy that Gojo is able to do things like discern a person's technique or see if someone is a sorcerer to begin with. [ch. 69, 70] But, I'd like to point out that Sukuna has done something similar, for both of the previously listed feats. Not only is he able to figure out Megumi's technique during their fight, similar to how Gojo figures out the curse users technique in his respective fight, but we've repeatedly been told by The Angel that Sukuna only needs to see someone do something once in order to replicate it himself.

This isn't only how he was able to turn himself into a cursed object, despite other ancient sorcerers being unable to do so, but also how he's able to understand how Gojo was "healing" his cursed technique and do it himself afterwards. Likewise, this is also the foundation of why he wanted to use Mahoraga against Gojo after seeing how the shiikigami operated in Shibuya: to get a blueprint of how to get past Limitless. Despite multiple guesses from multiple characters about how Mahoraga adaption works (namely of which was Gojo), Sukuna is the only character that's seen it adapt multiple times, and therefore, knew that its adaptation process differed with each use.

So if we know that Sukuna can see and interpret Cursed Energy at a level on par with Gojo --save for some clarity through how the Six Eyes takes in information vs the eyes of other Sorcerers -- what about the other benefit that Gojo gets from his eyes: high amounts of Cursed Energy Efficiency?

Well, we get the answer to that from the person -- outside of Gojo and Sukuna or even Kenjaku -- that would know the most about Cursed Energy Manipulation. Keep in mind that Kashimo, regardless of his death, was someone who kept his place among the strongest by only using his CE reserves. By right of his skillset, he's no slouch when it comes to the topic, and per his assessment, Sukuna's efficiency would be better than Gojo's if he didn't have the Six Eyes to replenish his CE in the way that it does.

This is the only real substantial difference between the two, that Gojo's Six Eyes gives him more cursed energy, which allows him to burn ridiculous amounts of it, even without perfect efficiency. To balance it out and keep them somewhat equal, Sukuna has a tighter hold on his efficiency rate and a lot more cursed energy to compensate for what he uses up.

But why do I think that Sukuna having extra eyes is his own version of Six Eyes specifically, rather than a visual buff alone?

Well, we told explicitly that Sukuna's extra limbs and organs make his body perfect for sorcery. None of these modifications to his body are purely aesthetic. Extra hands for signing, an extra mouth for chanting --both of which greatly increase the potency of your attacks-- an extra heart and lungs to make sure it all keeps running smoothly.

The only feature that isn't mentioned is his extra pair of eyes, which is odd given the fact that they're arguably his most noticeable and present feature. Even outside of his true form, his eyes are manifested on his vessel while his extra mouth and arms aren't. Even when he's not in control of his vessel --as with Yuuji's case-- his eyes still remain on his face, only closed.

If all of his extra limbs and organs have a purpose that makes his body perfect for sorcery, then why would his eyes be different? And what better eyes to immulate than the ones that are highly valued within the jujutsu world for the advantages they give in terms of sorcery and have also been around in some way for as long as Sukuna has?

While I won't argue that they're better or even the same, I will say that they are at least (arguably) equal in two of the three main benefits that the Six Eyes grant their users; perception and interpretation of cursed energy.

That's the theory, at least.

#this took forever im so sorry #i couldn't figure out how to word it #since i've never fully written out a jjk theory before #and while im not completely happy with it #hopefully my meaning got across #there's a detail i left out for the sake of not over explaining a minute point #but it is shown that sorcerers see the spark of cursed energy much the same way gojo does #at least visually #its just that gojo gets more information from that spark than everyone else (save possibly sukuna)#jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #jjk meta #ryomen sukuna #gojo satoru #answers #anon #the eyes theory

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creative-crybaby · 1 year

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Kageyama x fem!reader who also does volleyball and is a lot like him. Very angry and acts like she hates everybody, but when it comes to sex she's Tobio's little princess? <333

Oooooh~ anon, your brain is so juicy! Shlurp~ minors dni

Oh, you two were made for each other. That much, anyone was certain.

Even with you two being on different teams, it wasn't uncommon for you to be by his side. Most of your conversations consisted of your beloved sport, from talks on strategies to sound effects for descriptions. Though it's tough to complain about that when most of your peers tend to gear in that direction as well.

Your bluntness rivals Kageyama's, too. While good intentions come with the package, your critiques of your teammates' techniques would continue to feel like a dagger to the heart if they weren't so used to them by now.

Additionally, your response to physical touch is as graceful as a baby deer's first steps. It's expected that you'd be at a loss for words when your libero would slap your back as praise for a successful setter dump, or stare a little too long at your team's middle blocker's raised hand as she waits for you to give a high-five on a job well done.

None of this necessarily changes when Kageyama's around. Just better understood.

Any teasing about your attachment from your teammates earns them a scoff from you and a raised brow from your pretty setter, because why wouldn't he get you?

After all, he's the one you come home to at the end of the day.

Having your legs hooked over his broad shoulders as he pounds into your cunt has its perks, too. If not for the way you milk him dry, it's how he's the only one who gets to see you with your guard down, whimpering his name and begging for him to fill you up. And when you reach out to him, making grabbing motions with your hands as tears well up in the corner of your eyes, he absolutely melts on the spot. Not like he's any better, what with his flushed face and heavy pants, Kageyama wants to hold you close and never let go.

Maybe everyone was right about you two being alike, but they simply don't know the extent of that claim.

#so sorry i took forever to answer you anon #i care i promise #haikyuu smut #hq smut #kageyama smut #kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #karasuno #hq drabble

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marimayscarlett · 2 months

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We have a lips appreciation post, have you done a nose appreciation post for Richard yet? If not, can you, bitte? ❤️

I wanna kiss his nose so bad and just *boop* it just once, it's so cute!!

Hi! 😌

We indeed have several appreciation/in-depth/small admiration posts for Richard already, I realised! For various enticing body parts, characteristics and features, let's see...we have something for:

his lips 💋

his ankles 🦶

his hands 🤲🏼

his wonderful smile 😌

his wrists 👆🏼

his earring-era 👂🏼

his cuddliness with others 🤗

various tiddie-appreciations 🍒: in general (and some more), chicken coat edition, the zizzona discours, ich will-version, smooth version as well as chest hair, him holding onto them for dear life 👌🏼

rare product-free hair moments 💇🏻‍♂️

his armpits and arms in general 💪🏼

his behind 🍑

regarding the fashion department: his make-up looks 💄, his overall style 🧛🏼‍♂️, dad looks volume 1 🩳, dad looks volume 2 👚

his appearance in general: his overall allure in terms of sexiness ✨, an appreciation for his wonderful chunky physique 💘, his 90's looks 🐥, the evolution of his physique in general (and another version) 🙏🏼

But, you're right, we're still missing one for Richard's nose!

His nose really awakes rather tender feelings in the onlooker (at least in me), since it's rather cutely shaped and quite even/symmetrical, but with a sense of softness 🤍 And it crunches in an endearing manner when he laughs, which I find utterly adorable.

His nasal ridge is rather straight, his nasal base is boldly curved (which adds to the 'i want to boop this nose'-feeling some people might experience looking at it) and the sides of his nose are prominently shaped and gives it a rather 'clean' and straight forward look. I just want to pinch his nose, of course in a loving way 😌

In conclusion: boopability of this nose is a straight 10/10 👏🏼✨😌

#rammstein #richard kruspe #ask #richard appreciation #boop-y nose edition #this took forever i'm so sorry anon!

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iravaid · 1 month

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sry if this is random but will u tell us what english au is? i remember seeing it passing re: codposting and im so curious

Hi i'm so happy you asked

English AU came about when me and @farramint started bonding over how much we hated the comics and talked about how things might look if Roba was more competent.

English AU sprouts from the concept of what would happen if Simon let the brainwashing 'work' and started complying with Roba, to an extent, as his personal attack dog. Both as a way to get the torture to stop (so he would be healthy enough in the future to escape on his own, when the opportunity arose), and to stall Roba getting bored with Simon and killing him (as, in this AU, Roba had Sparks killed, leading Simon to realise his time is limited here, and dependent on that sadist's interest in him).

It's also a fun, morbid enough exploration on how low Simon will be forced to stoop while 'working' for Roba (murder, torture and such, yknow how it is), as well as the harassment, humiliation, and torture (of all kinds) he'd have to tolerate within the Zaragoza cartel. Things like forcefully being tattooed, mocked for the sexual assault and torture he'd been subjected to, and being referred to by 'English' as opposed to his actual name. I can see Roba subtly holding Simon's family hostage (to where they don't know they're in danger), and making sure Simon knows that any step too far out of line will lead to their harm. Gripped by the idea that the first time Simon hears his brother's, or mother's, voice in months is a conversation secretly recorded between one of them, and someone Roba had planted in Manchester in order to keep tabs on them.

It also lead to the idea of Roba, in all his arrogance, seeing a weakness in Las Almas following the upheaval within the cartel causing El Sin Nombre to rise to prominence. And this spurs him to try and expand operations. One thing leads to another, and Valeria convinces 'English' to help her against Roba, in exchange for his own freedom. Roba eventually dies, Valeria and Simon are violent girlbosses in arms, and Simon is coping sooo well after the torture nexus that he's just going to brutally hunt down the remaining Zaragoza cartel lieutenants while in this tenuous alliance with El Sin Nombre, who is also unsure how much to trust this man, as well as unsure if she wants to even let him go - Simon is very good at what he does, and in all honesty he knows too much about her identity. Also extremely to draw parallels between Valeria and Rudy, but if people want to read about that lmk because that's a separate post entirely.

And it makes sense for the 141 to eventually appear, maybe somewhat faithful to the plot of MW2, with the missiles and such <3. Except now there's some ulterior motives from Price, who might be aware of the MIA SAS serviceman who got tangled up in rumours of corruption and cartels. Leading to him trying to find Simon Riley and bring him back home with this sense of duty/honour to uphold, in the wake of higher-ups failing this man.

Simon then going from one master (Roba) to another (Valeria) to another (Price) is very fun to consider, as well. Valeria giving Simon more independence than Roba ever did, with shreds of respect to stop him from rankling under her thumb as badly (but still keeping Control, at the end of the day). Price is very much a man who knows how to utilise the men under him as Weapons, and while he respects his subordinates as people (versus Roba seeing Simon as a convenient attack dog he used to make kneel naked, arms behind his back, in a wire kennel for hours on end), Price ultimately values them by their individual abilities to keep the 'bad guys' afraid of their own shadows, and to 'save' the world.

This au has everything. Alejandro-Valeria bitter divorce, competent Roba horrors, Graves is there for some reason (he explodes in the tank again), Simon slaughter hashtag girl momen with a cunty silk buttonup a (with the buzzcut no less)(and houndcoding)(and corruption. but how much is merely just building off his sas conditioning), Price's vague sense of corruption but 'for the greater good', Soap and Gaz's horror at Simon's situation in a 'this very easily could've been us' way, and Gaz gets thrown out of another helicopter.

augh this became long, i hope it makes sense. The idea is ultimately that simon gets to go home, too, and tries to readjust to a 'normal' life, reuniting with Tommy and Sharon and Beth and Joseph. But I can see Price convincing him to return to the service (he knows a lifer when he sees one, and why waste a good soldier), potentially as a private contractor with the 141.

#I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO RESPOND TO. THE HORRORS GOT ME THERE FOR A LITTLE BIT. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE #love getting asks about cod pls dont be dissuaded by how bad i am at responding to asks T_T #simon riley #valeria garza #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #english au my beloved #codposting #manuel roba #john price #also Rudy is a bird ringer in this one. it's canon. i was there. he was ringing kingfishers by the river. he finds simon in the river too #ask #anon

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mugentakeda · 1 month

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WELL. I had an anon that was kindly asking me background info on my oc jiro and whatever he had going on with lu ten. I had the Fawking response all done and had it saved as a draft right. and i just needed to switch it to post but tumblr Wouldnt Let Me (it was saying something "went wrong" idfk) so I deleted the draft and was gonna try posting it again thinking the ask would reappear in my inbox but it DIDNT it just deleted the whole ask along with the draft :((( so i'm just gonna post it all here anyway and hope that the anon sees it fhkdndncmxbc,dndkzhnx

-basic stuff: 27 (<-when he meets lu ten), nonbender (<-doesnt need bending lol)

-finest jewelry maker in the fire nation. he also does metal art like embossing and figures and shit. he collaborates closely with famous potters and tailors in the FN to make stuff for the royal family and their special occasions (like holiday and celebration banquet jewelry and bedazzled outfits and shit). he also works with fire nation theaters, to help with their costumes for their more pricey productions. he's made MANY crowns for the royal family as well.

-oldest of 3 brothers. the business he owns was passed down in the family thru generations. jiro inherited (usurped?) it when he was 23, after he beat his father to death for smacking their mother around. their mother lives with the middle brother and his family on one of the outer FN islands. the youngest is estranged and started his own (less successful) business out of jealousy towards jiro.

-neutral on the war in the same way june the bounty hunter is- money is money to him. and when I say neutral I mean neutral. he obviously doesn't get clients or customers from other nations due to the war but if he did then he'd be more than happy to serve them. but his business still wouldn't be affected no matter the outcome of the war because even without international clients his wallet is thick, so he doesn't really care what the outcome ends up being. he believes a true businessman goes wherever the wind takes him and is good at adapting. not a "stuck in his ways" type of guy. the royal family is his top priority client obviously, but it's simply because they pay the most for the finest pieces. it's not out of any kind of loyalty or patriotism.

-jiro likes material things and having money, but he's genuinely super passionate about his craft and the arts in general. he does a lot of other crimes (<- lol) but counterfeiting isn't one of them. all his products and art are genuine, handcrafted, made to detail. he's probably kinda disgusted by the idea of counterfeit and scamming because he genuinely looks forward to the reaction of his clients when they receive what they paid for. he does the act of service, he gets the praise and the money, he's a happy camper.

-despite all of the above, his demeanor is the definition of greasy and sleazy- but he also can be genuinely suave when he wants. he'll charm the pants off your granny. but not sleazy in the same way zhao is, though (cus zhao is no real charmer lol). cus zhao is high in the navy so he's Very stuck up, and he's also an otl (<-???) ass-kisser. he's a slimy douchebag, but still one that adamantly adheres to and enforces fire nation law. he's a guy that has goals and will do anything to get there. meanwhile jiro, you look at him and you know he does criminal shit. he just gives the danger vibe, and he flaunts it with confidence. and you must reach at least level 4 friend to unlock the gentlemanly, white-knight-syndrome side of jiro.

-what jiro DOES do for criminal activity is that as he has most of all the fire nation nobility and high court (along with the Literal royal family) in his pocket. he has eyes and ears in a LOTTTT of people's business. sensitive business. criminal business. blackmail on top of blackmail. he's only loyal to people he personally gives a shit about, and whatever the people he cares about gives a shit about. he's got the love in his heart to make those extensions because he really is thoughtful in nature. but anything outside of that is not his problem so yes he WILL sell your ass out. the most dependable man in the world if he loves you, but the most venomous, backstabbing scorpion-viper if he doesn't care about you.

-and he doesn't hire goons- the business and its dealings are done all by him, and him alone. so if you air out his business or try to fuck with him, he will show up in your house alone and kill you in the next 24 hours i PROMISE you. preferred form of doing so is beating to death. and them is workers arms baby so you aren't getting out of it alive!!! jiro isn't very tall but he is strong as FUCK. and because of the fact that he knows everybody's dirty laundry he gets away with all of it lol. jiro is not afraid of jackkkkk SHIT (<- which is why he's very dependable if he loves you. he's unflinching and dedicated)

-as for him and lu ten: he and lu ten met by chance (they quite literally ran into each other in the palace and toppled over each other), and ended up being twin flames. lu ten's like the orange cat to jiro's black cat. they balanced each other out and jiro was exactly what lu ten needed at the perfect time. their first date or whatever (Doing An Activity Together) was having lunch and tea together in the palace gardens, and it kinda spurred from there. they spent time together like an old retired couple basically lol??? lunches, dinners, long walks from evening to night, doing their tasks in silence but they're next to each other so it's fun (<-parallel play for adults), sitting on benches for hours and just talking and bird watching. two people with tough jobs, so they sometimes forget to stop and smell the roses, but they reserve time for each other so they can stop and smell the roses together.

-it isn't ALWAYS them acting like a retired old couple though cus like I said jiro is a sleaze bag and a flirt. azula was the only one that really noticed and she was very disgusted by them and would constantly swear lu ten has a thing for losers. but then again she'd claim any person lu ten messes with to be a gross loser so there's that

-as soon as they got close to tension hitting a boiling point the siege situation rolled around (<-AVERAGE COCKBLOCKER IROH MOMENT) and lu ten obviously didn't come back. and jiro never let go of it because of all the "what ifs" and how there was something there that was mutual but it never became official or was put into words. so there's more regret rather than bitterness about lu ten's absence in jiro's life. like "right person, wrong time" trope??? but this is the dai li au so they'll be fine eventually lol

-after lu ten died and ozai took over, jiro was silently cut off from the royal family. ozai didn't directly order that or anything but he didn't commission or hire jiro for anything the way azulon always did. jiro also quietly removed himself from the whole political ring and just focused on his work. didn't have a reason to stop and smell the roses anymore, but the work never quits and the world didn't stop turning

-once azula got old enough to be let loose into the playing field, she hired jiro under the table due to her knowing how close he'd been with lu ten (which makes him someone she felt that she could trust), and he got put back into the political game (<- to everyone elses dismay). since her first rodeo was outside of the fire nation, he became her eyes and ears back home.

-and he wasn't forced by her or intimidated by her- he was brought back to life by finally having a real reason to get back in action again. at first, azula being the kid lu ten personally took care of for the first little portion of her life (<-which is a secret jiro knows from lu ten. azula doesn't know about that, and it's gonna stay that way. it's more to be a driving force for jiro. cus jiro has a "whats yours is mine" mindset when he loves someone. so what lu ten loved, jiro also loves. so whatever azula wants from jiro, jiro will provide it to her.) was what made being her guy so easy, but he ends up taking a genuinely liking to the crazy kid. he feels like they get along pretty well cus they're like-minded when it comes to their methods

#I'm so sorry anon.#I'm holding anon like Ivan the terrible and his son rn.#for some reason putting jiro into words is way harder for me than with fuhua #idk why. he's just weird and difficult #that's why it took forever to write all this outnshjsbcjkxn #dai li lu ten #original character #alicias writing stuff

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green-tea-lemonade · 8 months

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hii can you please draw applebees/davesol/soldave/honeycrisp... they are my lifefurce....

Heeeeey anon

Sorry that this legit took so long to get to but this one and another actually stumped me a bit! But lets go ahead and talk some Honeycrisp!

It's funny but as I'm starting to go through ships, I actually find that Sollux is surprisingly moldable to ship with in most quadrants with any character with just a few characters that I think it's pretty obvi he'd be one way or another with them. Dave is one that I can actually see these two being an all-around deal. I think it's actually extremely easy to see either of them together in a red, pale, or pitch manner. Personal opinion though, I think I could see them shift from pitch to pale. However, I do understand the idea of them in red! Trying to go down a little bit of the more romantic route, Dave can somehow get Sollux to be pretty talkative when working if he says the right things. Both of them are pretty tall so there is a pretty frequent amount of them coming up behind the other and attempting to use them like an armrest just for the hell of it. Sollux's constant amount of electronic-like noises from his powers is actually fuel and used snippets in some of Dave's music. I see them being somewhat private about affections towards one another mostly because they don't feel like its anybodys business to glimpse into those parts from the outside of their lives. They're really casual about it though.

#art #digital art #homestuck #davesol #soldave #dave strider #sollux captor #i also got a davekatsol one i gotta do which is kind of giving me a struggle mentally as to how i would see the three of them being #im trying to dig into researching ships i dont really have opinions on or arent familiar with so I CAN form an opinion about them #kind of see what others see and how i can understand it #i did see a lot of mention though actually about how sollux and dave dont ever really interact much??? if at all??? which is shocking #i kind of dug around and yeah i didn't really find anything so i had to go off thoughts and a few fics #i think they should though because having a one-on-one convo with one another i would see being really funny #but yeah sorry this took forever anon and other anon i swear ill get to the davekatsol once i figure it out #davesol personally i see being just really annoying to one another before mellowing out and being decently chill to one another #maybe seeing them in a pale quadrant is a slight stretch but i can see it enough that i can agree with it

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befuddled-calico-whump · 2 months

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putting one more Cinderglass drabble request in your askbox (i am so sorry for the spam but i’ve been thinking about them nonstop aghfsk). again, feel free to ignore this!

i‘d love to see Sarah help Lex work through a panic attack or a traumatic flashback! maybe either so that he doesn’t have to drown himself in alcohol about it or she’s helping and calming him down while he’s drunk

Wildefire Masterlist

cw: alcoholism, emeto, hallucinations, withdrawals

He'd been sober for thirty seven hours.

Not long at all, really, but it was something, and he was trying, and it was fine.

Well, it was fine for thirty seven hours.

Outright quitting was the only thing Lex dared to do. Trying to just cut back wouldn't work, because what was cutting back? He didn't keep track of how much he drank anymore, he just drank until he felt like it was enough. Even just trying to regulate himself to one a day seemed risky business. Would he be able to stop, once he started?

He didn't want to find out.

Lex didn't tell Sarah, didn't want her saying it was a bad idea or insisting on staying with him. It was a rough ride ahead, and he didn't want to somehow hurt her in the throes of his panic or sickness. He... He didn't want her to see him like that.

So he locked himself in his room, told her not to bother him this week, that he'd be busy. The safehouse was old and decrepit but huge, and his room had a small bathroom attached, something he was doubly grateful for now.

He stocked his room with water bottles. It was impossible not to think of Sarah whenever he looked at their plastic cases now, Sarah staying up until early daylight, because she was worried. That was good. He could use his guilt there as a reminder; a reason to hold out.

He sipped at them and stared at the wall, every light in the room on, the old radio Sarah had gotten for him positioned at the foot of his bed. She'd given him a battered CD case with it, packed full of a few dozen discs. A Guns n Roses album was currently in, playing just loud enough to pull his thoughts.

She's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories

By now, Lex was pretty good at doing nothing, letting himself sink into the thankfulness that nothing was being done to him. Even a year after the Tower and weeks free of Uriah, the talent hadn't faded. Day one turned into night, and he didn't dare fall asleep. Just swapped one CD for another and let his mind cling to the lyrics.

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time

It was around hour twenty two that the headache started, and it only got worse from there. Not long after that, Lex was clinging to the toilet bowl, heaving up the half-dozen water bottles he'd drank throughout the day, his head swimming, the pit in his stomach insisting couldn't he just do this later? Would it hurt to have one drink, to get rid of this shitty feeling?

No. All or nothing.

He moved the radio to the bed, putting his ear to the speaker, trying to drown out everything else. The album came to an end, and he replaced it with another, as quick as he could without scratching the disc with his stupid metal fingers.

Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile

The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes

Fuck. He just needed to hold out, just for a few days, and this would be over. A little self control, and maybe he could call himself worthy of the people here. Not a loose end. Not an ex-enemy or a liability. Something better.

Lex wrapped the sheets around himself, held the pillow over his head to try and ease the pounding in his skull with the pressure. It didn't help. He almost fell asleep, but the nausea pulled at his stomach and his skin was crawling and too hot, and then he was throwing off the blankets; stripping down to his boxers in an effort to ease the heat.

Exhausted but unable to find sleep, he sat with his back against the cool wall and sipped water, trying to find the lyrics again and hold them.

I don't really want to stop the show

But I thought you might like to know

That the singer's gonna sing a song

And he wants you all to sing along

It didn't help, it wasn't enough. His own body was fighting him, roiling nausea and sickness insisting all he needed was one drink and it could all go away, it could all be okay (fray, gray, stay).

The radio hummed as the CD came to an end, a few seconds passing before the album began again.

What would you think if I sang out of tune?

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

At long last, his own exhaustion was catching up to him, and he dragged himself back onto the bed, the heavy feeling in his chest spreading to his eyes and mind, as the music faded to a buzz and sleep overcame him.

He woke in the Tower.

It was impossible, he knew it was, but the fear seized him all the same, the crushing weight of walls he couldn't escape, the knowledge that this time, there would be no one to free him; this time he was here for good.

And the floor was wrong and Lex knew there was never music, but he fucking knew where he was.

He sat up, wincing at the sharp pain that rang through his skull at the movement, forcing down rising nausea. No one here cared if he was sick, if he was hurt, they'd hurt him more anyway, they'd do what it took to keep him down, keep him in line. He wrapped his arms

(Arms? It's wrong, stop, you aren't---)

around himself, squeezing his torso with a pressure that wasn't comforting. He felt shaky, blurred, weak. Had they drugged him?

(just one drink and this all goes away)

He tried to reach for the techniques he'd used to get through the days, tried to remember the things he'd done to stay sane, to stay alive, but any useful memory fell through his hands like sand, leaving nothing but the shadows, the nightmares (snares, glares, spares).

He knew what happened here, in his cell (hell). He knew what was waiting to spring on him at any moment, what would surely come for him if he let his guard down (drown), if he fell asleep, if he---

"Morning, scum."

Lex froze as the door swung open. Morning? But it was so dark, but it was always dark, the light never hits you here, and when it does there are worse things waiting---

"I knew you'd come crawling back. This is where you belong, it's home."

He could hear the voice clear as day, but couldn't see its owner. It didn't sound like Wade. It almost sounded like...

"Alexei. Did you really think you could hide from me?"

Uriah Fox stood over the bed, a smug smile plastered on his face.

"No," Lex choked out. "Y-you can't--"

"You always knew it would end this way."

(Fray, pray, stray)

He climbed onto the bed, straddling Lex, easily pinning him despite being so much smaller, despite Lex being so much stronger, and he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe---

"Lex."

The pressure in his chest faded, and he gasped for air, squinting into the dim light, unable to make out anything. A hand fell onto his shoulder, giving it a light shake, and he flinched back.

"Sorry."

Sarah? He forced himself to breathe deeply, ease his eyes open. Her silhouette was blurry above him, and it was only then that he realized he was crying.

He brushed the tears away hastily with the back of his hand. "You... You should go," he managed to say.

She sighed. "I'm sorry if I scared you, I just... I heard you... screaming. Not loud or anything, but..." She tapped her earlobe. "Can't get much past these."

He swallowed, trying to push himself into a seated position, but his shoulders shook, his stomach twisting, and he fell back onto the pillow.

"Lex..." She bit her lip. "You could've told me. You know you don't have to do this alone."

He almost laughed out loud at that. What other way was there? It was his body, his choices, his mistakes. He'd drowned himself for too long, hoping it could save him, knowing it never would. He was reaping his rewards. No one else should have to deal with the mess that was him.

"I'm not your problem," he murmured, letting his eyes close again. What could she do, besides be there to fill the silence when music wasn't enough? Besides grounding him and telling him it wasn't real, he wasn't there?

"You're not a problem, Lex," she said, her voice serious. Tired. How late was it? Even trying to be fucking better, he was still screwing up her life.

"I just want you to take care of yourself, okay?" She kicked at an empty water bottle. "Is this the best way? I'm glad you're trying, I am, but don't you think it'll be easier on you if you come downstairs and hang out?"

He didn't want any of them to see him like this. "What good would that do?"

"Distract you, for one. For another, it'll be easier to remember meals. When's the last time you've eaten something?"

He sank further onto the bed, his gut twisting again at the thought of food. "I don't know."

"And have you been drinking anything besides water?"

"No, that's--that's the whole point, I'm not---"

"That's not what I meant. Electrolytes? A protein shake, maybe?"

"No," he answered after a moment.

She dropped her eyes, a grimace tugging at her mouth though she seemed to be trying to hold it back.

"Do you not think I can do this?"

"I think you're punishing yourself," Sarah said. "And I think you should stop."

Was he? His head spun almost too much to think about it. This wasn't self-inflicted punishment, it was cause and effect. It was something he had to get through if he ever wanted to move past the Tower.

"It'll be over soon," he muttered, and he hoped he was right.

She dipped her head, pressing her lips together tightly, and pushed off of the bed, moving to sit cross-legged on the floor.

"Sarah..."

"Look, I don't wanna push your boundaries, but I can't leave you like this. It's not safe."

"It'll get worse from here."

"Which is why I'm staying." She gave him a stern look. "If you want to be alone, I'll leave, but I'll be right outside your door."

Lex clenched his jaw. "I'll be fine."

"You're detoxing. You're already feverish. What if you start seizing up?"

"Then I've already dug my own grave."

"Lex." Her expression darkened. "You can't keep doing this."

"This is the only time--"

"Not this. Self-destructing. You..." She did grimace then, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You keep hurting yourself, and I can't keep watching."

He pressed his cheek further into the pillow, knees drawing to his chest. "Then why do you?" he said. "Why haven't you thrown me out yet?"

The words came out too angry. Accusatory. His own fault. Any filter he had was lessened by the pain in his head and the nausea and the fucking exhaustion. He didn't want her to throw him out, he... he needed her. Not in some bullshit emotional way, but as a reminder that there were still good things. Things worth fighting for, worth living for.

"I'd never throw you out," Sarah said, her expression turning to something that bordered playful. "I like you too much for that, you know. I just..." She exhaled through her nose, pushed soft dark hair over her shoulder. "I want you to try, okay? Can you agree to try to do what's best for yourself? To stop taking the harder path just because?"

Could he? Even if he wanted to? The harder path was what he was used to. Less traveled, less trapped. Suffering for a goal was a habit. Muscle memory.

Would the path to freedom be as clear if there was no pain to pave it?

Still, something in her voice pulled Lex to nod against the pillow. "I'll try."

Her smile shifted to something more genuine. "That's all I'm asking." She began to push herself up. "I'll, uh... I'll be in the hall then. You are eating breakfast in the morning, mister."

"You... You don't have to do that," he started.

"Do what? Bring you food? Or stand guard? I already said I'm not leaving you alone--"

"You don't have to stay in the hall." Lex swallowed (followed), and it took him a second to form the words. "You can stay here. If you... If you want to."

Her expression softened. "Yeah. I do."

She found a spare pillow and blanket in the room's closet and began to settle down on the floor beside him, picking out a new CD to start the music playing again.

While we're on the subject, could we change the subject now

"I'm here if you need me."

"I know." I need you.

It was a paradox. The easier path to recovery, to a clear head, to control being the more difficult one. Because it was untravelled. Because he almost felt he didn't deserve it, that he should bear the punishment for his own vices.

But even if the path was unchartered, he had a guide. For once, he didn't have to walk it alone.

oh, and we carried it all so well

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ritahayworrth · 1 year

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You'll get your brains knocked out, kid. You're gonna wish you'd never seen me. DESERT FURY (1947) dir. Lewis Allen

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heartsymphonia · 4 months

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ー MIZUMAFU bisexual icons for ☁️ anon

credit + reblog if using

#─ ♡ . my edits #ANON I AM SO SORRY THESE TOOK FOREVER😞#project sekai #prsk #pjsk #mizuki akiyama #mafuyu asahina #mizumafu #icons #pride icons #matching icons #edits #aesthetic icons

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tosahobi-if · 3 months

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This is a bit silly but fjskck how would the ROs (in the crushing stage for extra drama lmao) react if they're in a position where they and MC accidentally hold hands? Like, taking their hand so they don't lose each other in a crowded place, or worryingly dragging them out of a confrontation? And even after all is over, MC still holds onto their hand subconsciously without realizing it?

(holding hands before marriage?! How scandalous!! 😳😳😳)

jinwol would have to work up a lot courage to even grab the mc like that in the first place. he’d be so focused on touching the mc in the first place he wouldn’t realize they were still holding on HAHAHA it’d only register after they let go. he’d subconsciously flex his hand a few times because he can still feel the ~warmth lingering~

yul would lace your fingers together and be really obvious about it. they’re very physically affectionate with the mc (or they try to be) so i don’t think it’d be a huge event for them. they’d just enjoy it as a private little moment!

iseul wouldn’t notice at first but when she does she starts panicking and thinking about things like “what if they can feel my pulse??? am i sweating??? i think my palms are really sweaty????” once two of you let go, i feel like she’d instinctually grab the mc again. cue an emotionally charged moment where you’re both staring at each other in silence, hand-in-hand.

??? would let go first. very much a NOPE NO NUH-UH for them. their job is done here. they absolutely don’t want to hold your hand again. (if they repeat it to themself enough maybe it’ll become true.)

#anon #ro: jinwol #ro: yul #ro: iseul #ro: ???#this took me forever to answer omg #i’m so sorry anon 😭#there’s a similar scene and i didn’t want to spoil it JHDHFHFH

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those moments when someone on the European tour had a sign saying that they want Käärijä to step on them and he got all flustered and confused, and then when he got the whip in Apollo and was like *what the fuck is this* and handled it like a cat toy (miau) made me think that he is quite vanilla in bed but ready to explore stuff, and I've been imagining him and Bojan trying all kinds of kinky equipment and new toys but both just giggling because they have no idea what they are doing <3

I'm so sorry anon, this is not the fic you're looking for. But this idea is so endlessly funny to me, especially those two moments you mentioned. His utter bafflement on why would someone want him to step on them, and the fact that his first instinct on what to use the whip for was a cat toy... Priceless.

So all I've really got is this.

Jere has no idea why people think he’s a savage in bed.

Just because he likes to perform topless and often wet, keep his dancers in a leash, lick or kiss his co-performers, talk about his dick a lot, mention fingers in his ass, fondle himself on stage, flick his tongue out every chance he gets, make an onlyfans advent calendar, put on a bra from time to time, or repost obvious thirst traps of himself, does not mean he’s into… well, all the things people seem to think he’s into.

So when Bojan finds that one box in this gift room, he is pretty embarrassed.

He watches Bojan’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight of that… thing. Then Bojan grins.

“Do you have… something to tell me?” he asks, eyes twinkling.

“No! Some fan send it, I don’t even…” Jere grabs the toy from Bojan and turns it around in his hands. He isn’t even sure what it’s supposed to do, which way it goes or where. What is wrong with people?

He sees a button and presses it without thinking. The following BZZZZZZZZ WAUWAUWAUWAU sound startles him so much he lets out an embarrassing squeak and the monstrosity flies out of his hands and lands on the floor, still writhing and vibrating and making that noise.

Bojan is laughing now, picks up the toy, turns it off and puts it back in its box.

“There, it’s okay. It can’t hurt you now.” He looks at Jere, wagging his eyebrows. “Unless you want it to, of course.”

“Um, no thanks,” Jere says with a giggle. Then he sobers.

“Am I… boring? In bed?” he asks, taking Bojan’s hand.

“No, of course not! I like you just the way you are,” Bojan says. “But if you ever want to try… something, anything, I’m always open to it.”

Jere eyes him, suspiciously. “Like what?”

“Well,” Bojan says, pondering. “We could… leave the lights on next time?”

#prompt fill #not!fic #bojere #käärijan #I almost googled “weird sex toys” for this #but then came into my senses #so this is what you get #thank you anon!#sorry it took forever

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eryanlainfa · 10 months

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I'd have an idea for a request, but only if you want.

I like to imagine that Varian is pretty damn strong, so one day the others are like "you are not THAT strong" and dare him to play tug-of-war.

Varian is less intimidated and more like "I don't want to hurt you."

Which means of course they play it.

Hugo, Nuru, Yong, Ruddiger and Prometheus are all holding one end of the rope with all their strength, sweating and trembling while Varian is just jolding the rope with one hand and looks woried at them.

What do you think?

Those kind of scenarios never ceases to be funny, I love them lmao! Though I don't believe original Varian would be THAT STRONG I like the image.. BUT YOU KNOW WHICH VARIAN IS THAT STRONG ??? MY SUPERBOY VARIAN FKFJDJDJDJ

#Ask #Anon #Eryanswers #eryart #Sorry it took forever- I have 3 other panels planned for this one but with everything it's taking FOREVER so at least have the first panel #youngjustice!au #Technically Yong's hero name is Impulse but most of you would know who Kid Flash is. Not Impulse tho.#They're in civilian outfits 'just in case' but are doing the most compromising activity for their secret identities ever lmao #Vat7k #Vat7k au #Vat7k varian #Vat7k hugo #Vat7k nuru #Vat7k yong #Vat7k oc #Vat7k aiden

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dickfuckk · 1 year

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Hi what are your favourite tumblr blogs? I need more people to follow! <3

Oh okay fun! I’m assuming you want more ofmd blogs to follow in which case these are some of my favorites for ofmd:

@blakbonnet @bizarrelittlemew @youshouldseemeinadeerstalker @not-nervous-jester @abigailpents @ella-doe @skysofrey @napneeders @treesofgreen @red-sky-in-mourning @queeraspirates @obscurelocalstranger @ed-in-lingerie @captainsjm @57flagsofdeath @ofmd-dailyquests @snake-snack-stede @terikanae @jaskierx @darkinerry @wearfinethingsalltoowell @poorcitrusmanagement @emoteach @xray-vex @sherlockig @saltpepperbeard @boytwentyten @the-orange-in-red-silk @zstraps @xoxoemynn @z-aliada @stedebonnit @stedesparasol @cliopadra @chestnutwind @luciusspriggss @follovver @laceratedlamiaceae @ceo-revenge

Also shameless self promo you should obviously follow @ourflagmeansbts 😎

#ask #anon #sorry this took me forever before i replied alfksks #but honestly if i follow you its bc i like you cause i unfollow ppl very easily akfkskdk #i tagged so many ppl skfksks #not all of them are mutuals but ✌️

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hush-house-yard-sale · 8 months

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Hey Librarian, I just wanna ask, how fortified is your house against thieves? Specifically people who might take a peek at books? Specifically diaries? Specifically looking for pages that might imply your true feelings for someone and all this "I don't like you" is just an act because you developed affection towards someone but want to push them away cause the m-word is not a place for love and so you just pen these memories away in a book so all that love will not die? Cause I would HATE it if someone sent an expedition of talented followers to break down locks and seduce guards just to infiltrate *my* inner sanctum and read about all these things I actually wrote myself.

I'd hate it and I'm just... Checking how you prepare against those?

-Cul... cumber. CUCUMBER

How... fortified is my house against... thieves? You... you want to know how fortified my house is against thieves? Oh, for the love of—

First of all, Mx... [scoffs] "Cucumber," you should be well aware that there is no need to resort to breaking and entering if you wish to look at books. This is a library. The purpose of a library is so that patrons can come and look at books. No, I daresay that the only reason one would need to resort to breaking and entering is if one were trying to, oh I don't know, bypass the librarian and steal the books for yourself. And I assure you, Mx. "Cucumber," that that is something for which I will not stand!

Second of all, the only book in Hush House authored by me contains my life's work. You are very sorely deluded if you think I have not made arrangements for its publication, should my endeavors succeed! If you want to read my "diary," as you so dismissively call it, you can purchase it from any reputable retailer of occult works in 2-4 business years. But frankly? I doubt you will even bother, given the disdain you've had for my "nerdy essay." At best you'll flip through it searching for confirmation of this theory you've concocted to fill the void left by the Forge-of-Days' various rejections, and fall back to your opium when you find nothing of the sort. I could translate it into— into Vak if I so desired and it wouldn't make a difference to the amount of information you'd retain upon reading! Perhaps I shall! Perhaps I already have!

Furthermore, for all your obsessions—oh yes, I know all about your obsessions. Do you truly think yourself subtle? Or clever?— you clearly have no pride and no self-respect if you intend to send your followers to discern my feelings for you. Did your followers also write this letter for you? Do they choose the people you woo? When you kiss your lovers, do they position your head for you? There are some things that must be done personally Mx. "Cucumber," if they are to be done at all. And if you will not then you are a coward, and have no hope for earning even a crumb of my respect.

You may be obsessed with me, for what reason I cannot possibly fathom, but you have shown that you have no respect for me, no respect for my library, and no respect for my life's work! You hide behind a false name, and pretend that I am too stupid to see through it. No, I know only one person this callous, this self-centered, this entitled, this... immature.

YOU ARE THE DESPICABLE THIEF OF THE HISTORY OF INKS!!!!!!!!

You will receive no further correspondence from me until the tome is returned.

Firmest disregard,

The Yard Sale Librarian

Post Scriptum: Please inform your followers that my legion of guard vipers is ever-growing. And soon I will overthrow the world.

Post- Post Scriptum: Every last one of them is asexual.

#Weather Factory #Cultist Simulator #Book of Hours #Book of Hours Game #BoH Spoilers #Correspondence #Cultist #//Sorry this took so long! It took forever to decide how I wanted to respond.#//Also Cultist-anon if you wouldn't mind giving me your Cultist's pronouns/with your next letter I'd appreciate it.#//The Yard Sale Librarian is nonbinary and uses they/them #Anonymous #Wretched Cucumber #Consultations

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mvshortcut · 1 year

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i need to know whether you think each member of the society goes snork mi snork mi or snork mimimimimi snork mimimimi. this is very important to my current situation

Anon I've sat on this question for a while to reflect, as I believe it is a very weighty issue that has great relevance to our world today.

Here are my opinions as of now but I welcome discussion/friendly debate and am open to changing my mind:

Nicholas Benedict: "snork mimimimimimi ... snork mimimimimi..." etc

Milligan Wetherall: dead silence interrupted intermittently by the loudest and most frightening Dad SnoreTM you've ever heard in your life.

Number Two: doesn't get a ton of sleep, but when she does, she sleeps rigid, flat on her back with arms glued straight to her sides. usually silent, but if she snores, it's "snork mi snork mi" but in a very aggressive manner. Sounds like a wild boar preparing to charge.

Rhonda Kazembe: very soft "zzzzzzzz." curls up like a cat with her hands folded under her cheek. honestly kind of cute

Miss Perumal: "Honk shoe honk shoe" but somehow makes it sounds peaceful

Kate Wetherall: "HONK SHOE HONK SHOE" (loud. not peaceful.)

Reynie Muldoon: just. the most average, normal sounding snore you've ever heard. basically, "yup, that's a snore."

Sticky Washington: usually pretty silent, but also I think it would be funny if for some reason he snores loudly whenever Constance is sleeping in the same room. She would be so mad about it and may attempt to smother him with a pillow.

Constance Contraire: deceptively cute snore. alternates between "zzzzzz" and "snork mi snork mi." Sleeps with her eyes wide open.

Martina Crowe: is she snoring or screaming at a tetherball match in her dreams? experts are unsure.

Jackson and Jilson: Jillson says "snork," Jackson responds with "mi."

SQ Pedalian: generally pretty quiet, just a soft "zzzzz" that you can only hear if you get close.

LD Curtain: okay, I'm honestly stuck on this one. I do think it would be funny for Curtain to be sprawled in his evil silk sheets in his evil silk nightgown with his evil silk sleep mask and his evil 14 silk pillows going "snork mimimimimimimi" after a long day of trying to take over the world, brainsweeping children, and terrorizing employees. On the other hand, I just have this image of SQ coming into Curtain's room one night like "dad I frew up" and he's just hit with the loudest and most frightening/undignified "SNOUGHHHUHGUHHUGHHHHH" noise ever. SQ finally wakes Curtain up after 10 minutes of violent shaking and he's just [dignified sniff] "oh. hm. what do you want." Next morning at breakfast is unbearably awkward. Neither of them ever mentions it again.

Jeffers: "snork mimimimimimi." sleeps with his beloved childhood teddy bear. (same, Jeffers. same.)

Dr. Garrison: literally somehow just says the words "Snork. Mi. Snork. Mi." in a flat tone in her sleep

+ Bonus: I know he's a book character and I answered for the show versions, but I absolutely have to include:

Moocho Brazos: the physical embodiment of "snork mimimimimimimi ... snork mimimimimi..." Wears a striped nightgown with a flowery sleeping cap with a tassel. Probably carries a candle around if he needs to wake up in the middle of the night. Fluffy bunny slippers. Definitely drinks chamomile tea every night. Canonically goes to bed at like 7/8 PM.

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