#theme: kindess

[sometinybees]

My own really particular taste in art styles keeping me from a story with such me energy, and all it took was making the main character into just a sopping wet kicked puppy, absolute baby girl with the saddest eyes I've ever seen for me to actually get into it

#yes this is about trigun stampede #you got themes about love and violence and how kindess and love are the strongest forces in the world #and how choosing to be peaceful is fucking hard but its worth it #and how while humans are violent we are worth saving #and giving the twin who can destroy a world view about peace and one who creates a world view about violence #DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WOLFWOOD AND VASH #im just #im #a #trigun #trigun stampede

[heartfullofleeches]

hhhrggrhrgrg NL Darling feeling a sort of kinship with mono right off the bat because oh?? not human?? metal bits?? all alone??? :)) friend

Mono 🤝 Nightlight Darling

Lonely Bots with a space theme who long for someone to hold- [just gonna use this ask to slap on the full blurb I made with these two cuties]

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Mono finds Nightlight abandoned in a scrap yard on what would've been their last evening on earth for some time - searching for the perfect item to bring with them until they returned. Throughout their travels, Mono had developed an affinity for collecting souvenirs from the planets they stumbled upon. Though its time was often brief - Mono felt a certain homesickness for every planet as they no longer had a home of their own. When they reached earth, their little hobby gradually escalates to a borderline addiction. So many treasures left for grabs in places like junk yards or antique shops simply because humans no longer see their worth.

If it were up to Mono, they would've taken everything they set their eye upon, but all that weight may not be good for their ship. They needed to find the perfect treasure to bring back with them..

And so they did.

"H..he....hello?"

When Mono found Nightlight - the poor android was in a terrible state of repair. Their dominant arm was nowhere to be seen, body covered in dirt and small scratches. Mono knew from the moment it saw Nightlight they'd do anything to fix them. Never had they'd seen such gorgeous craftsmanship from humans - only for them to be abandoned in cold, awful place like this. Mono carries Nightlight and the blanket they found the android in to their ship. What Mono thought to be a final gesture of kindess from the humans who cared for them would later be revealed as the cruelest act by far.

"They didn't even bother to shut me off properly... My last owners... They just put me in a blanket and made sure my solar panels were covered...I still remember...everything..."

The energy draining from their body. The loss of mobility in their limbs, unable to move even if they tried after being left in idle mode. Their former owners couldn't even give them the mercy of powering them down completely or wiping their system.

Nightlight isn't their usual self when they first meet Mono, but it isn't long before they're back to their cheerful self with how considerate and caring Mono is. Hints of their former self presented whenever Mono offers to leave their former owners to rot in filth or to rip off the arms of thieves who stole their arms. They haven't known them long, but they can tell Mono would never hurt they soul which they wouldn't.....at least not in front of their new crewmate. It's also hard for Nightlight to feel down when they can see earth right outside their bedroom window.

"Whoa! Is that earth?! It looks so small from up here... Look, I can hold it in my hands!"

Nightlight's energetic self is exactly what Mono's ship needed for it to finally feel like home to the alien. The android's lights are quite useful when the light surrounding the ship are on the fritz again as well. When it's time to repair nightlight's arm, Mono sneaks in parts of their metal into the limb during its construction. Unbeknownst to Nightlight, in Mono's culture that means they're already lovers.

Tiny human sized nightlight rides around on Mono's shoulders or clings to the larger bot's arms, legs, or hip whenever they're exploring. Anyone they meet along their journey can see how quick to iteration Mono is without their Starlight hanging off of them.

As some may know, Mono's native language best translate to Morse code. What some may not know - and something Mono was clearly unaware of is that Nightlight can understand them perfectly-

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"Wow....I knew stars were beautiful, but seeing them up close... it's amazing."

"It is true they are a marvel to see in person...."

Mono trails off, sliding their fingers over the collar around its neck.

"-… ..- - / .. / -.- -. --- .-- / --- -. . / - …. .- - / … …. .. -. . … / -… .-. .. --. …. - . .-."

"Oh! Are you talking about me? You're so sweet, Mono - i think you shine bright too."

".-- …. .- - ..--.. -.-.-- ..... You can understand me? How long have you been able to..."

"Forever? You talk a whole lot in your sleep, y'know. It's cute... I love you too by the way."

The embarrassment may temporarily shut Mono's systems down, but hearing Nightlight reciprocates their feelings is what kills them.

[Translations: But I know a star that shines brighter, What?!]

#Mono my oc #Nightlight Reader #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere alien #yandere android #yandere drabble

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: dating sabo edition

liked by sabosbf, kokoala, and 10k others

[name]sblondie: this is exactly why im always late to work

tagged: sabosbf and d.dragon

sabosbf: DONT TAG YOUR BOSS????? HES GONNA FUCKING KILL ME??????

-> kokoala: LMFAOAOOA

-> sabosbf: i'm fuckin scared what is going on koala

d.dragon: This is hardly an acceptable reason to be late to work, Sabo.

-> [name]sblondie: boohoo just say youre sad and single

-> divaiva: SABO you're so dead.

freeluffy: cuddling is worth it

[liked by d.dragon, kokoala, and 200 others]

-> kokoeala: just heard dragon-san gasp in his office hold on u might be saved

-> [name]sblondie: thankgodthankgodthankgod

-> freeluffy: huh?

liked by [name]sblondie, divaiva, and 18k others

sabosbf: he's urethral guys idk

tagged: [name]sblondie

[name]sblondie: i think you're urethral too baby

-> sabosbf: i love u i knew u would get my humor

-> [name]sblondie: of course i would my love <333

portgasace: no fucking way u two are real

dni_nami: something is telling me theres something wrong with the caption, but lemme not

-> sabosbf: what's wrong with it :0?

-> dni_nami: ....

divaiva: u two are the cutest (please change that caption, i'm telling you this out of the kindess of my heart)

[liked by kokoala, portgasace, and 140 others]

-> [name]sblondie: my boyfriends caption is perfectly fine

liked by [name]sblondie, sabosbf, and 19k others

portgasace: barfed in my mouth i hate them

tagged: [name]sblondie and sabosbf

[name]sblondie: be nice to ur brother in law damn

-> freeluffy: [NAME] IS OUR BROTHER IN LAW NOW !?!?!?!?

-> [name]sblondie: future* brother in law my bad

-> freeluffy: booooo :(

sabosbf: yeah i hate u too ace, the only rzn u ever go out w us is so u can leech off our wallets

-> portgasace: thats a fuckign lie asshole

-> sabosbf: BROKE ASS

[liked by [name]sblondie, freeluffy, and 100 others]

boahancock: luffy's brother and luffy's brothers boyfriend are so cute <3

-> [name]sblondie: damn she don't even know our names

-> portgasace: professional luffy dickrider (for some rzn)

kokoala: my favorite gays <3333

-> [name]sblondie: ?????

-> sabosbf: thank u koala ;)

-> [name]sblondie: ???????

liked by sabosbf, portgasace, and 20k others

[name]sblondie: guys do u think he loves spiderman more than me

tagged: sabosbf

sabosbf: if peter parker hit my line, im sorry

-> [name]sblondie: ????????

sabosbf: his theme song is my ringtone for u so i guess it connects?

-> [name]sblondie: YOU GUESS???

-> sabosbf: that just means ur my spiderman baby >///<

-> [name]sblondie: DONT TRY TWISTING THIS IN A COMPLIMENTARY WAY U JUS CONFIRMED THAT IM UR SECOND CHOICE

kokoala: spiderman >>>> any other man

-> sabosbf: u get me koala ughhh

portgasace: good taste [name], gooooddd tasteee

-> sabosbf: hehe

-> [name]sblondie: WHAT THE FUCK????????? STOP FLIRTING WITH OTHER MEN RIGHT NOW???

liked by [name]sblondie, divaiva, and 16k others

sabosbf: got jumpscared by this pic in my cameraroll pls someone buy this guy brown contacts

tagged: [name]sblondie

[name]sblondie: me looking at u when u wake up 🧿🧿

-> sabosbf: its ok babe jus please maybe think about blinking a little bit longer

kokoala: cannot hold a conversation with him without feeling like hes thinking about murdering me

-> portgasace: what i said

divaiva: nooo you'd ruin his natural beauty :<

-> [name]sblondie: thank u iva <3

-> [name]sblondie: YOU JUST VENMOED ME 40 BUCKS WITH THE MSG "listen to [name]" ???

-> sabosbf: LMFOAOA babe don't actually buy contacts i love ur eyes theyre pretty :3

d.dragon: They are quite terrifying.

[liked by kokoala, divaiva, and 90 others]

liked by sabosbf, kokoala, and 19k others

[name]sblondie: boyfriend appreciation post because even though hes got a weird sense of humor, hes still mine (...i guess)

tagged: sabosbf

sabosbf: HEHEHE he loves meeeeee

sabosbf: ok why that ugly ass photo of me as the second one what the hell is wrong w u u just hate me

sabosbf: I LOVE U SABO, LOVE UUU

-> [name]sblondie: love u too handosme (...i guess)

-> sabosbf: STOP WITH THE I GUESS i'd choose u over peter parker anyday baby pleaseee

portgasace: not [name] picking up on me and luffy's appetite too

[liked by kokoala, [name]sblondie, and 100 others]

-> freeluffy: bigger appetite is the best appetite !

sabosbf's story

RESTRAIN ME??? MY SEXY BOYFRIEDN IN MENSWEAR HOLY SHIT IM CREAMINNNNGGGG

[name]sblondie replied to your story: u shouldve told me sooner, i'll wear them more often now just for u babe ;)

#≡;- ꒰ ° smau series ꒱ #one piece smau #one piece modern au #one piece x male reader #x reader #x male reader #one piece imagines #sabo x male reader #sabo male reader #male reader #sabo #sabo imagines #male reader imagines #one piece male reader #sabo x reader #sabo reader

[kajaono]

Why Ed jumping in front of Stede is so important to understand who Ed and Stede truely are

From season 1 onwards a recurrencing theme is: "Who am I and who I want to be." For Stede we have a strong shift from: "I am an aristocrat, but I want to be the Gentleman pirate, who kills with kindess" to :"I want to be a badass pirate." And Ed who is a badass pirate and wants to be a fisherman.

This is why they fail to build a stable relationship with eachother, because they constantly try to be someone else, prentending to be someone they are not

But in the moment of danger they show their real selves.

They hear and see the attack and Eds first instinct is to grab Stede and cover Stede with his whole body, because he is the one with the most experience. Meanwhile Stede is still panicking, looking around.

You see it really clear in their different expressions. A+ acting choices here btw

Then Ed is making sure that Stede keeps his head low. Still looking out for the danger, trying to bring him to a safe place. We hear Stede screaming to his crew: "Take cover!" Which shows again that Stede is the caring one, who always looks out for his crew, who loves his crew deeply.

When Ed finally locates the danger he makes sure to put himself between Stede and the danger.

He steps in front and confronts Ned with a cool quote, still making sure he is between Stede and danger.

Meaning: During danger there was no time to pretend to be someone else. They acted purley based on insticts. The danger revealed their real selves.

And this scene showed that in the end Ed will always be the tough one, the strong one. And i think it will be his journey to learn to accept that. Because he can be gentle and caring and still be the one who steps in front. He doesn't have to be a peace loving fisherman to make other people feel loved and protected and safe around him. They already feel all those things, because Ed is a person who does everything to make sure the people he loves are safe. While trying to figure who he is he tends to change from one extrem position to the next. Imo his season 3 arc will about him learning that he can be both, a pirate and a fisherman. That you do not have to reduce yourself to one thing.

Same goes for Stede. He tries to be all cool, gets drunk and gets an earring and dreams about killing Izzy in cold blood, but in the moment of danger, he panics, freezes, but he also looks out for his crew. So the same things I said about Ed, also applies for Stede. He also has to learn that he can be a pirate, while still being gentle, and incompetent and screamy.

TL.DR: They will both learn to take the best of both worlds, and meet each other in the middle and finally be happy with themselves and with each other

#gentlebeard #ofmd #ofmd season 2 #ofmd 2x06 #ed x stede #ofmd spoilers

[aboutmercy]

thinking about how dongsik and joowon are the inverse of each other. thinking about joowon's journey realizing that blood is not thicker than water, ties can be severed from abusive family members (no matter how painful that is) and that among many things, his father's cruelty is what took away and destroyed dongsik's family who actually were a positive force in his life. many things about beyond evil appeal to me, but i mainly want to put a pin on the central themes of the show, particularly the failures of adults and parental figures, how that ripples through the lives of their successors in an especially vicious and self-destructive manner. this is a commonality found between multiple characters in the show (minjeong, joowon and jeongje) - but i want to put emphasis on joowon's struggle with this because his path to freedom was walked to completion, in comparison to minjeong whose life was cut short and jeongje who we part with carrying the painful knowledge that he may never achieve absolution, as his journey has only begun.

the show, technically starts at the beginning of joowon's journey/arc. unfamiliarity and discomfort force him to adapt and self-reflect, because the only way joowon was able to free himself was by breaking every rule his father set for him, going beyond his selfish confines and breaking down the walls he built. joowon is unable to get his physical body dirty, he is emotionally closed-off and is incapable of understanding why the people in manyang, particularly dongsik, would look out for anyone other than themselves. he is selfish, rigid, guilt-ridden and bashful; but it is exposure to dongsik's unwavering faith in and patience for others (for jeongje, for sangbae, for the people of manyang that have wronged him for years) that erode his harsh edges. dongsik, although not without flaws and contrary to what his outer appearance and manner of speech radiate, is kind and forgiving. that kindess, that forgiveness, as well as joowon's own guilt and shame is essential to getting him to a point where he is comfortable bloodying his hands, his clothes, and his face to protect dongsik (+ jihwa and her partner. to protect his friends).

dongsik recognizes joowon's pain too ("i know what it's like to be blamed for something you didn't do"). he sees his guilt, it's not inordinate to what joowon's done per se but a large portion of it brings so much shame to joowon ("please, stop doing unnecessary things out of guilt.") how could i have been so self-righteous when the man who bore me is responsible for so much misery? how do i rectify this, how do i absolve myself from the guilt? all dilemmas joowon grapples with, and dongsik, knowing pain and shame all too well does not grant joowon mercy when he is bowed down, forehead to cuffed hands while joowon's own are also cupping dongsik's, begging for it. mercy is letting joowon go, it's lifting the burden of responsibility off his shoulders - but instead, dongsik’s final request ensures that joowon truly atones ("i ask you to arrest me" - "no, how could i do that? i have no right") by informing him that the only way to live with guilt is to try and do right by the people who expect something from him. "joowon-ah", dongsik says as he softly picks up joowon's clenched fist, the look they share informs joowon that going through with the arrest is how he'll do dongsik right. it's what dongsik, his now friend, expects from him. that's what their final scene as partners is all about, in my opinion.

and something good does come out of dongsik's firm but tender confrontation. joowon gradually becomes a better person who seeks community and whose life, in return, is enriched by the friends that forming community gave him. dongsik and joowon's parting is bittersweet, but in letting joowon know that his actions matter to others and that he is wanted and expected by others - (jihwa, as part of the larger collective whose feelings towards joowon are influenced by dongsik's, texts him and checks in - that expectation to show up and empathy for when he does not respond is an invitation letting him know that there is a place for him if he chooses to occupy any) - dongsik sets him free.

#god im sorry i dont meta on here often but i physically needed to let all of this out. #user aboutmercy is obsessed with the thematic idea of granting and denying mercy? oh im SURE #also. joowon was such an ass in the beginning lmao i love him so much...... #if dongsik was any less crazy and any less generally patient and kind as a character trait then it would've been so over for joowon #the contrasts i've noted between jwds are abusive home/loving family - kind/really mean - confident/insecure.. #i'll perhaps find more on a rewatch. but it's so interesting how different they are yet so fundamentally broken #that they couldnt have resisted being drawn to each other. #ds to jw: 'the depressed and obsessive man in me sees the depressed and obsessive man in you' #beyond evil #lee dongsik #han joowon #jwds #also. sorry if this is bullshit i’m just……. filled with agonies. bc i love han joowon #jtbc beyond evil

[beevean]

While I like Steven Universe and all of it's misgivings (even though I feel some parts of it could be written a bit more realistically, like Kevin and Steven's weird animosity angle), I always felt that the Movie adding Spinel was kind of a lazy and thoughtless decision just to make Pink Diamond more cruddy than she really is. I get that as part of the regime that considered castes wouldn't treat their lower halves with such kindess as they would the parts they belonged to, but it just seemed rather out of character for Pink to discard Spinel and make her stay in her garden for so damn long, if we were to assume Pink actually did shatter her Pearl accidentally. If there was more instances of Pink Diamond being that volatile in the show and not a lot of heresay (The Crystal Gems talking about Pink like she's an spoilt brat, for example), I'd probably would buy it more. As it stands, there's too little information thanks to the nature of the show, and it really just feels like after the revelation of Pink and Rose Quartz being one and the same, they forgot to give more humanizing qualities to Rose, especially sinc she's such a trigger for Steven in Future.

Spinel, to me, only exists to make Pink Diamond more cruel than she actually is, and I don't actually like Spinel because of that.

I agree with you in part. I don't think Spinel exists only to make Pink look more cruel, but I think the show started villainizing her a little too much in general, culminating in Future.

The idea is sound on paper. Present a character as a paragon of unreachable goodness, to the point that Steven feels like everyone expects him to measure up to his dead mom, and then start showing the cracks in her shining armor: she looked down on the same humans she swore to protect, she bubbled Bismuth, she shattered Pink Diamond and is the reason Homeworld hates everything to do with Earth, she was Pink Diamond and lied to all of the CGs and forced Pearl to keep her secret. We see her at her best, and slowly we go backwards to see at her worst. The idea is that we're supposed to put together the events in reverse order and appreciate her character development... but in practice, it means that Steven just starts to resent Rose and have an attitude of "yes mom sucks, must be a day ending in Y"

Future is what irked me the most. The last time Rose is plot relevant, we discover that she literally traumatized Pink Pearl through a temper tantrum. The last time we see Rose, it's her painting stuffed inside Lion's mane, out of sight and out of mind. The last time we hear her name, Steven is angrily comparing Greg to her. Everyone has moved on from her, but not in a healthy way, but in an almost... cancelled way? The narrative put too much focus on her bad actions, and seemingly forgot that Pink did a massive work on herself to do the closest thing a Gem can to grow up.

Spinel is just one of those examples. As an antagonist, she works, she's out of her mind with emotional pain, Pink and not Rose hurt her (so Steven can't just tell her the truth, like she did with Jasper and the Diamonds), and her inner conflict is abandonment issues, which how in the hell is Steven supposed to solve? He doesn't, the Diamonds do. But... yeah. Since Rose isn't around to defend herself, a recurring theme in SU, we never learn why she never came back for Spinel. Maybe because the portals were broken! But the narrative just leaves us with "Pink was a jerk and abandoned her friend because she was annoying" (or because she was meant to replace Pink Pearl in a shallow, insulting way, but still).

This is a big flaw of trying to paint the complexities of a dead character. We have to rely on hearsay, different opinions, and so does the titular character. Steven decided that Rose was a liar, and that's where the show stopped. It sucks, because Rose is my favorite character in the show and back in the day I swear that she was more hated than the Diamonds :<

#steven universe #rose quartz #pink diamond

[pumpkzsafeplace]

it's february"! ―୨୧⋆ ˚

the first month of 2024 has past, how did you find it? did it go welll?

i hope ur excited for february because heres what we have planned! <3

also what do we think of the new theme! decided it'll be cute for valenties day coming up! <3

here's the events ―୨୧⋆ ˚

✩ the story telling week!

✩ imbolc two day special'! (simmer pot reciepes, celebration pics, etc)

✩ children's mental health week!

✩ safer internet day special!

✩ luna new year celebrations!

✩ international women of science day special!

✩ pancake day special!

✩ galentines & valenties day! (specials)

✩ random act of kindess day special!

✩ pokemon day special!

are we excited?

gif isn't mine

#sfw agere #sfw little community #safe agere #sfw age regression #agere little #sfw little post #sfw little blog #age regression #agere community #agere blog #age regression blog #age regressor #age re safe space #age regressive #age re blog #age re #agere #agere lifestyle #sfw regression #sfw little one #sfw little stuff #sfw furry #sfw interaction only #sfw littlespace #sfw only #sfw agereg #agere caregiver #age regression caregiver #sfw caregiver

[bg3ficreviews]

The Loving Master series - #BG3 FanFic Review

Review by Apollo (@apollo-stories)

Good timezone my friends, I am happy to present another constellation in the bright sky of fanfiction: The Loving Master series by calqmity on AO3. (You can find the author on Tumblr at @calqmity and on Twitter.)

A note from the BG3 Fic Reviews team: As always, mind the tags, and for this wonderfully dark work in particular, as it includes numerous controversial and dark themes. These include NSFW; dead dove; necrophilia; non-con elements; and abusive relationships; among others. Our review is continued below the fold due to the heavy nature of the content in this particular series.

Virtual photography by @xandirge.

The series is comprised of three separate works exploring the dark desires of our favourite bloodsucker Ascended Astarion. It starts with The Doll Collector, a fantastic title in and of itself with no small amount of sinister foreshadowing. 

In this story there is a constant and ominous theme of dehumanisation as well as an exploration of Astarion’s relationship with death. The author details Ascended Astarion’s recently devised methods of collecting his new vampire spawn cohort, as well as the addiction he develops in controlling their lifeless bodies. (Reminder: mind the tags!)

Astarion is obsessively controlling, and takes great delight in stripping any sort of independence or autonomy from his spawn that they may have once enjoyed in their former lives. It is a dark work, and there is no healing to be found here. This is an excellently constructed examination of Ascended Astarion’s dark mind and how he fulfills his most toxic needs as his spawn become his latest possessions to play with at his leisure.

The Unbearable Pressure, the author's second work in the series, is no different to its predecessor in its exploration of Ascended Astarion's growing darkness and cruelty. This work focuses more on on his relationship with his most disobedient spawn, Blaze, and his efforts to break her and ensure her obedience. 

The theme of dehumanisation and dollification gets more pronounced the further we read. Astarion wants to control every single part of his spawn. And even despite the obvious sadism of his actions, Astarion genuinely believes he is doing his spawn a kindess, and grapples to understand why his spawn are not more grateful for his 'assistance' and what he considers his dedicated 'care'. The author has expressed Astarion's delusion of benevolence well, as our narrator is wonderfully unreliable.

Haunted By Your Touch, Aching For Your Love is our third and final work in the series, and quite possibly my favourite of the three! (I would call it a crowd pleaser, but that requires that the crowd in question likes breaking characters down and making them suffer oh so deliciously.)

The cycle of abuse and the affection for one’s captor can be difficult to write in fiction. There is a common mistake of stepping back from the scene and becoming more clinical in order to convey why the cycle is happening and why it continues, and, in so doing, create a disconnect between the reader and the characters. This work sees that tripping point coming from miles away and does cartwheels over it. 

We are deep in Astarion’s mind and psyche in this work as his delusions and twisted perspective have completely erased any distinction between reality and his wicked desires. It is left to the keen eye of the reader to pick up on the subtle hints and evidence of his delusions, which are expertly described by the author via the reactions of the other characters that suffer Astarion's whims and mistreatment.

The Loving Master, as a whole, is a wonderful exploration into dark themes and abusive relationships. Astarion’s character is portrayed consistently through the entire series using beautiful metaphors that I could hear Astarion himself repeating in his own voice. And beyond our lead antagonist, the author's original characters are well-written and developed, becoming well-established personalities in their own right. Each one has their own clear motivations and responds to Astarion differently, adding to the depth of the overall narrative with every line. These stories are also structurally sound, as you can look forward to a healthy mix of short and long paragraphs and sentence structures that makes the story easy to read and easy to enjoy.

Mind the tags on AO3, as The Loving Master does not shy away from NSFW elements and very heavy themes. 

Enjoy your dove, but be aware. It is very, very dead.

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We have included a snippet of The Doll Collector below for your enjoyment, as well as the author's tags as they are currently listed on AO3 for this particular work. Please remember to support the author by leaving kudos and comments on their work on AO3. 🫶

The Doll Collector

"One more bite, is all it would take."

And now his beautifully pliant Lydia laid underneath him, fully submitted to his one desire: for her to become his. Her jet black hair framed her round, delicate face. Through her long, black eyelashes, her dark purple eyes stared up at him, wide and vulnerable. The indigo moonlight skin that bruised wonderfully under the force of his fingers was soft and warm to the touch.

"Be gentle," her quiet voice trembled.

There was nothing gentle about forging an undead monster out of an innocent, precious soul—his perfectly obedient, beautiful little monster, yet a monster nonetheless—but he could pretend, for just a moment.

He brought her wrist up to his mouth, laying a feather light kiss on top of the flesh, eating the garnish before digging into the main course. He cradled it in his hands before sinking his teeth in. Her quick yelp from the sudden pain sent a raging, hot inferno through his abdomen, encouraged by the red delicacy on his tastebuds.

Eventually he forced himself to pull away, letting the bloodied, shaking hand fall from his grasp. He leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of her head, trapping his prey.

"You have given me everything...thank you." His words came out breathy and in between sighs of pleasure. The taste of her blood lingered on his lips, but it wasn't enough. He needed every last drop. While the ritual had rid him of the hunger caused by his supernatural curse, it had been replaced with a new hunger: to take, to take, and to take, from everyone around him. He wanted it all.

She look terrified out of her mind about what was about to happen, her eyes glancing at the liquid ruby dripping down his chin. In this moment, she looked like a porcelain doll. Her plump lips and flushed cheeks had a warm glow cast on them from the candle light in the tavern room. But when his fangs pierced her neck, she did not crack—only screamed. It was like biting into the plumpest, ripest fruit in the orchard, and her cries of pain were the beautiful notes of the birds' song high above in the sky.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 fanfic #bg3 fanfic review #bg3ficreviews #mind the tags!

[spiritmoodboards]

Moodboard for Yellow unicorn, kindess/animals/sun themes For an anon~ Hope you like the look!!

Send an ask, we're open!

#moodboard #moodboards #mood board #mood boards #mood #moods #yellow #yellow aesthetic #yellow color #yellow unicorn #unicorn #unicorn aesthetic #kindness #kindess aesthetic #kind #kind aesthetic #animals #animal #animal aesthetic #animals aesthetic #sun #sun aesthetic

[animeyanderelover]

Request: Can I request Killua with prompt 182?

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, stalking, violence, blood

Prompt 182

“Could you please help me a bit out on my first date?”

His heart dropped together with the cup of hot chocolate when he heard your question. A date? With whom? He couldn’t recall anyone with whom you had been particularly close too, he had been the only one you had really spent time with. His head was filled with thoughts whilst his heart felt weirdly empty, his eyes zoomed out before the shattering sound of the glass snapped him out of his spiraling thoughts. You flinched when the object shattered into multiple pieces upon making contact with the solid floor, the hot liquid spilling everywhere, staining his trousers.

"Oh shit!" you cursed out of scared reflex before you quickly ran over to the small chamber where all the odds and ends were stored that you needed to keep your small house clean.

"Be careful to not step into any of the fragments!" you warned him whilst rummaging through the shelves filled with soap, shampoo and polishing powder before you successfully found the mop and the broom. Meanwhile Killua had kneeled down, picking up the fragments of the shattered ceramic in his hand. His blue eyes seemed somewhat unfocused, a milky haze darkening them and there was slight uneasiness going through your veins when he turned his gaze towards you when you came back. You ignored it though for now and instead focused on cleaning the small puddle in front of you, Killua was helping too, brushing away the rest of the shards whilst you were wiping away the spilled beverage.

"You're hurt." you noticed when seeing his hand, the red cut standing out like a sore thumb on his pale skin. One of the fragments must have cut him. Killua glanced down on his hand, mustering the small wound with no interest. "It's not a big deal." he replied nonchalantly but you didn't have any of it. Instead you started opening all of the drawers in your kitchen to find your package of plasters, a small sound of triumph leaving your lips when you found it.

"Come here." you beckoned him closer whilst removing the sticky part from it. Killua did as you said, watching you closely when you hovered closely over his cut, examing the perfect place to stick the plaster on. You were focused on that, didn't notice the way he stared at you or leaned a bit closer. He could smell a hint of your shampoo and the natural smell you just had on you, felt himself drawn in. The closeness made his heart flatter inside of his chest and your kindess flustered him greatly even if he had known you for years now.

You had been his alone for so long, had been content with him by your side for such a long time, even if it had been only as a friend. So why now? Where? You had never told him.

When you pulled back after having put on the band-aid, you were a bit startled upon meeting his drilling gaze. They were fixed on you, appeared to be a bit lost though he snapped back to reality soon after, avoided your eyes as if embarrassed.

"Killua, are you alright?" you asked concerned

"I'm okay." he mumbled in a tone that told you that he didn't want to be interrogated any further, a sudden coldness taking over his features. When you attempted to step closer, he took a few steps back before completely turning his back on you. "I have to go now." he muttered, heading for your door with quick steps.

"Killua, wait! I'm sorry! I-I..." you didn't really know what you could say to him right now, you didn't even know what to apologize for. There was a suspicion that you had yet you didn't want to believe that or otherwise you'd feel dreadful. He didn't even listen to you, the only thing you could do was watching as he stormed out of the kitchen, silently listening as he slammed the door to your house closed. For a while you just stood there, biting your wobbling bottom lip to suppress the tears that were stinging your eyes. You were hurt by his reaction, had hoped that he'd be happy for you since you had never had a real relationship with someone. No one had ever showed romantic interest in you even if you got along with others well enough.

Admittedly, meeting someone online wasn't an ideal way of starting a relationship, you knew of the failed stories and false identities that people created online but the person that you had been chatting with for months now seemed funny and cute and when they had asked you that they wanted to meet in person, you had quickly agreed.

You wiped the tear that had escaped your eye angrily, breathing in and out to calm down. You wouldn't cry even if you had hurt Killua's feelings just now. Even if you could understand that he could have been hurt just now if you would assume based on his reaction that he had a crush on you, that was no reason to be so cold all of a sudden. You thought that you deserved a good shot for romance after spending years with him as your best friend and being single. If he had a crush on you it was his fault for not acting sooner, you had told him multiple times already in the past that you secretly wished to have a significant other too.

You could do this alone too!

---

"You should be more careful (p/n)." you giggled a bit amused when your date managed to nearly walk into a street light, distracted from looking at you. The date was going smoother than you had expected. You two had luckily been able to continue the good chemistry you two had already had whilst chatting online and there was a delight to know that they were about as nervous as you had been when meeting you in person. You two had kept it simple but that didn't change anything about the fact that both of you enjoyed it. A classic dinner in a restaurant both of you could effort whilst talking and getting to know each other better in person. On the way back both of you had even managed to gather the courage to hold hands.

Your hand was a bit sweaty out of sheer nervousness but so was theirs and that was yet another relief to feel. You really liked them though, they were humorous but also a bit clumsy and shy and somehow that made you feel less pressured to present yourself as completely perfect. The only thing that had been lingering in the back of your mind and had fully hit you when you hadn't been in their company was the worrying fact that Killua hadn't shown himself ever since that day. This was the fourth day were you hadn't been able to contact him and it was a burden on your heart, you didn't even know where he was. The apartment he had rented was empty, no one inside.

There had been a slight part of you that had felt guilty for being the reason behind his disappearance but shortly after defiance and frustration had taken over. It wasn't your fault that he had taken a liking to you nor was it your fault for liking someone else. If he really was your best friend or cared for you a bit, he should be happy for you instead of sulking around somewhere else. You had carried initially on with that mindset but on the third day you had stopped feeling that way as the complete absence of him and your lack of knowledge where he was had gotten the better of you. You were still mad but dearly wished that he would come back soon so you could talk with him.

"Thank you so much for this day! I enjoyed it greatly!" you beamed when you two had arrived in front of your house.

"No, the pleasure was totally mine! I was actually a bit worried that you wouldn't be happy with me outside of the chat. I know that some people simply don't trust into going on a date with someone you meet in the internet so I was a bit scared that you wouldn't want to meet at all." they confessed shyly, scratching their cheek.

"I guess we both were worried that we wouldn't be what the other expected when we agreed to this date." you replied, appreciating their honesty.

"B-by the way, I'm actually staying for a while in this city so if you wouldn't mind, could we meet again?" they suddenly blurred out. Your heart tumbled inside your chest when you heard their earnest words, flattered by their rather obvious interest to see you again. You gave a determined nod, not really having to think long about it. You had loved every second of the date so you had no reason to decline.

"Sure, let's meet again. Next time, I'll show you around the city since you're new here."

"R-really? That would be really cool!"

Both of you averted gazes for a bit, shy now that it was time to say goodbye and the way (p/n) stared shyly at your lips gave you the obvious hint of their secret wish. It wasn't like you weren't thinking about it right now. They were a bit more on a bashful side than you though so you assumed that you had to take the leading role as of now.

"I have something for you." you tried to say confidently though your face was burning and you cringed a bit when you heard yourself talking. Couldn't you have worded that more elgantly?

"Oh. What is it?" they replied timidly whilst going back and forth between glancing at you and fumbling with their shirt. You grinned a bit before leaning closer to them, cooing on the inside when you noted how they turned even more bashful, widened eyes when realizing your intentions.

It was a short and somewhat clumsy peck. To your defence, it was the first time you had kissed someone like this.

"Get safely home and text me when you want to meet again." you replied as casually as you could whilst they still looked a bit dazed. Just when they parted their lips to reply, something strange happened. It was only for the flicker of a moment but for some reason indescribable dread suddenly washed over you, the air suddenly felt like it was suffocating you and fear shot through your body. (p/n) was the same, flinching and tensing up as waves of fear and pressure rolled over you two like waves. It didn't even last ten seconds yet your heart was beating out of your chest from fear and your chest felt tight, not able to breathe in the air around you.

Both of you were silenced, terrified and confused from what had just occured in here.

"W-what was that?" (p/n) asked you after taking a couple of seconds to scramble a editable question together, eyes still slightly quivering.

Your eyes reflected their emotions perfectly since you were just as clueless and horrified.

"I...I don't know...!

---

Nearly two weeks had passed since that strange event although both of you had tried to forget about it, came up with ridiculous excuses to explain this nightmarish feeling logically. The two of you had gotten even closer and met by now every single day. You were high in the clouds, (p/n) was just too adorable for your heart to handle. They were a bit shy but stood up for you as soon as someone disrespected you and it was painfully clear that they really liked you. You had never met someone like that before in your life and even if your mind told you to still stay cautious, your heart was convinced that you two would be a great couple.

Killua was still gone, it was like he had just vanished. You could recall times in the past when he had suddenly disappeared but usually he had let you known through messages that he was still fine after a while. This was different from all the other times. There was no life sign from him and even the messages you sent him remained unread. Slowly you started to seriously worry since this was definitely different from him sulking a bit around, it was a gut feeling of yours.

You didn't want to go to the police since you didn't want them to know about Killua. You knew somewhat about his upbringing even if he had never told you all of it, knew that he would hate it if you'd share his identity with the police. On top of that you knew that he was fine, it was an intuition of yours that just told you so.

You had told (p/n) after a while hesitantly about your concerns regarding Killua and how your last meeting had ended and they had instantly tried to cheer you up, to comfort you and reassure you that your friend would soon return. You had agreed with them since you knew that you couldn't do much more. You could only wait an hope.

---

"Someone is stalking me."

You stared at them in shock when they told you this with a jittery expression on their face, glancing around as if afraid that someone would listen.

"W-what?" you blurted out, too astonished to say anything else although you instantly regretted it. They looked serious, scared right now.

"I-I think someone is stalking me and following me around." they repeated once again, clasping their hands tightly together.

"Since when do you feel like someone is stalking you?" you asked (p/n) in a worried tone, squeezing their hands in your own ones. Both of them were cold.

"T-to be honest since a longer while. I didn't want to let you know since I didn't want you to worry. I think it started a few days after our first date. At first it was really only a feeling that I tried to brush off but since a few days..."

They choked on their own words as fear seemed to sear their mouth shut and you instantly got closer to them, took them into your arms and gave them a tight hug. They clutched to you in a terrified manner, you could feel the shaking of their body.

"S-since a few days I started to receive phone calls from an anoymous number. They never say when I pick up the call, I only hear them breathing from the other line! I've received messages as well from different numbers but when I tried to call one of them, I was told that this number doesn't exist!"

You felt the horror going through your body when they told you this.

"How couldn't you tell me this earlier?!" you snapped a bit, terrified for them. "What did those mails say? Show me your phone."

You stretched your hand insistently out and after a moment of hesitating, (p/n) unlocked their phone, opened their mails and handed it to you. You could see in the most recently received mails a number of different chats, made from different numbers. Most of them were short, most likely because each number had only served for the small purpose of threatening before the person behind it had changed to a different number.

"Leave!"

"You're not needed!"

"We don't need you here! You're in the way!"

"Let's see if you dare to inform the police."

"I'm watching you. Remember that and run away as long as you still can."

The last mail was the most spine-chilling one since a photo had been sent, one that was showing the frontdoor of the house (p/n) was currently staying in.

All blood had left your face and your skin felt like it had gone cold. Whoever that was, they were threatening to do something to (p/n) if they wouldn't leave this town soon. You had a horrified look on your face when you looked up from all the different chats.

"Have you gone to the police yet?" you asked despite having read the mail regarding it.

They shook their head, biting their bottom lip to prevent the tears. "I've tried to do that! I wanted to do that as soon as the first mail and the first call came in! But when I tried to call them, the line was for some reason blocked! Then I tried to go to the police station directly but when I did that...when I did that...I felt it again!"

Whatever it was they were referring to, it was terrifying for them if the intensified trembling of theirs was anything to go by.

"What do you mean? What is it?" you pestered them anxiously.

"That feeling from back then! When we first kissed! I felt it again when I went out of the house to head for the station! But much more intense, it felt like my heart would stop beating out of sheer terror! I haven't dared to try again since then, especially since receiving that message! It seems like I can still move freely around but the feeling of being watched has increased as if the person wants to let me know that they'll do something if I don't disappear soon! I was scared that they might do something to you if I tell you but I can't hold it in any longer!"

They were crying by now, fat tears streaming down their face. You on the other hand, had frozen. Icy terror had wrapped itself around your body as your brain processed awfully slowly this information.

The stalker had been watching you ever since your first date nearly three weeks ago.

The stalker had exposed themselves for the first time when you two had kissed. Had they been displeased by the kiss? No, they had been infuriated, the feeling had felt like someone's intention to murder.

The stalker didn't want (p/n) with you. To be exact, they wanted them completely gone hence the threats to leave or elsewise something would happen.

The stalker must like you-no! Be obsessed with you, otherwise they wouldn't threaten your current love interest. In one of their messages they had even mentioned "we" so they must have meant you and them. Did they know you personally or were those just words of a delusional person?

Killua...had been gone ever since he had known about your date and shortly after both you and (p/n) had felt this omnious aura.

Killua had reacted already strangely when you had told him and suddenly his soulless look appeared before your inner eye again.

Killua...you knew that he had used some sort of strange powers a few times before though he hadn't want to elaborate you any further.

Killua's strange reaction to your dating life, his disappearance, the scary aura after the first kiss, (p/n) being stalked and threatened by someone who was jealous and in love with you...

Killua...was...

You flinched harder than expected when your phone suddenly vibrated, signaling that you had just gotten a message.

You had only really texted with (p/n) those past few weeks so who could that...be?

You pulled your phone slowly out and you nearly dropped it when you saw the name that popped up on your screen. You stared for a few seconds at the name with a drumming heart before you slowly unlocked your phone and opened your messages. Your heart stopped the moment you read the message.

"Come over to your house now. Don't tell (p/n) or else..."

-Killua

“(y/n)…is everything alright?” (p/n) asked unsurely, noticing how your whole body had grown rigid. Your eyes slowly tore away from the mail on your phone, panic filling your chest. You couldn’t tell them. You quickly wriggled free from their body, breaking the hug that was once meant to comfort them. Your brain was in overload due to the shock and pure disbelief from the discovery.

“I…have to go now. Something important just came up.” you stammered disoriented, your voice sounding as lost and numb as you currently felt.

“Wait, what? What is wrong all of a sudden? I just told you about my stalker! Oh god, are you scared now too? That’s why I didn’t want to tell you! Wait…your phone…”

The light bulb went on in their head before you could prevent it and they stepped back, horror written on their face.

“They just send you a mail, didn’t they? Shit, what have I done?!”

Your heart hurt when you saw their current state, paranoid and in tears yet you had to go.

“Wait, don’t go! I’ll contact the police somehow-“

“NO!” you snapped with a booming voice, startling both of you. You quickly tried to collect yourself by taking a few deep breaths, feeling tears in your eyes.

“No police or the stalker might really do something to you. They wouldn’t be able to help anyways…”

You tried your best to ignore the desperate stammers from (p/n) to not go as you headed for the door, only stopping shortly before you left. They had followed you the way to the door.

“(p/n)…thank you for everything and goodbye. Please don’t do anything stupid.”

With that you slammed the door behind you shut, tears streaming down and your heart clenching. Your footsteps quickens until you were running, each breath hurting as you gulped in the chilly night air. You felt nothing and everything all at once. You didn’t want to believe that Killua was the one who had done all of this? Just because he loved you? Really?

- - -

The walk to your house was torturously fast over yet it felt like so much longer due to your brain nearly melting with all the thoughts going through it. You stared at your house and felt no comfort or relief whatsoever. This building was an unfamiliar one, it felt you with dread and uncertainty.

You were a bit surprised when you realized that the door was still locked but there was no relief, you were sure that he was already inside. Your hands were sweaty and shaking and you were agonizingly slow to open the door, cracking it initially only open a bit to peek inside. As soon as it opened, the dread and churning in your stomach intensified to the point where you felt dizzy and nauseous.

He was already inside.

You were slow with the purpose to be, somehow wanting to drag this all out as of this would help you somehow. You couldn’t even emotionally prepare yourself, still distraught from the sudden goodbye and the truth which you still didn’t want to fully accept.

Your house was just as you had left it, the lights were out yet the feeling was vastly different. You felt a new rush of tears streaming down your face as you just stood in the floor for a moment and listened.

It was eerily silent aside from your own breaths and your heartbeat which was beating loudly against your rib cage. You had no idea where Killua was right now so you just went to the room where you always went when you were terrified and wanted to cry. Your bedroom.

You jumped at almost every creak of the stairs as you went upstairs, eyes shooting back and forth as if trying to find him yet you knew deep down that it was futile.

You felt not like yourself when you walked lifelessly into your room, leaving the door open on purpose and just heading straight for your bed. You turned on the lamp on the little nightstand and took off the jacket you had worn, throwing it on the mattress. Then you just waited. You sat down on the bed and just stared at the light, not facing the door. Somehow you wanted to blend out everything and only concentrate on this lamp of yours.

Your attempt to calm down was mercilessly shattered when you heard the door behind you being closed silently, your body tensing up yet you didn’t look away from the light. You wanted to focus on it because you knew that if you would turn around, your heart would be broken a second time upon seeing it. The truth would fully hit you and you wouldn’t be able to deny it anymore.

The silence was biting your skin due to the growing tension but you just ignored it. You somehow silently prayed that he would just leave you alone even if that was a futile hope.

“(y/n)…”

That was it. You bursted into fresh tears when you heard that familiar voice that cut straight through your heart, leaving it to bleed.

“Oh god, no.” you choked out between your tears and your crumbling voice when you turned around and were met with white hair and blue and dull eyes.

He looked tired, not physically but mentally. The look in his eyes was broken as if someone had robbed him of the sparkle in his eyes. You knew why. You turned your face away once again as you couldn’t bear the truth. It really had been Killua.

No one of you two spoke, there was nothing for now that you two had to say to each other. It was already clear. You only heard his footsteps when he went over to your bed and felt how he sat down on the mattress next to you. You closed your eyes upon feeling the instinct to look at him. You couldn’t, you knew you’d completely crumble.

You didn’t know what you had expected him to do but the sudden hug caught you off-guard. The hug spoke louder than words. His grip was possessive yet there was something desperate in the way he latched onto you as if he was afraid that he’d lose you if he wouldn’t hold you tight enough. Your heart broke even more.

For a minute or two he didn’t say anything, only hugging you and absorbing your warmth. He hadn’t seen you in weeks, maybe that was why.

"(y/n)..." he slowly started which broke your focus again.

"Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk. Don't talk."

"Please love me too."

Your breath got stuck in your chest as you nearly choked on it. Only for a short moment though before you started to shake intensely, burning and inextricable emotions flooding through your veins and blood.

You completely shattered from his words.

You suddenly felt like he was a stranger, someone you didn't know. His touch awoke disgust inside of you as it felt wrong. You barely recalled the tight hugs he used to give you when you had been sad and he had meant to comfort you. All of sudden it felt like it had been eternities since you had known him and felt happy when around him.

Who was that who was next to you right now?

You jerked away violently from his hug and turned around with bewildered eyes, staring at him with a storm inside your eyes. You were afraid, confused, irritated and still hurt yet no matter how hard you stared, you couldn't recognize that person. That wasn't Killua there. That was a stranger who repulsed you, someone who had hurt you badly and someone you loved. He had taken away Killua from you, had ruined your relationship with (p/n) and now wanted to destroy you.

Killua's expression changed when he saw the look in your eyes, a distraught expression appeared on his face as the dullness in his eyes faded. He stood abruptly up but when he attempted to step closer, you stepped instantly away.

"What is with that look? (y/n), why are you looking at me like that?"

You eyed him up and down, this unfamiliar and disgusting man, and only stepped away further in horror. You couldn't even care about his expression and the way he had grown just now a little bit more deranged.

"Who are you? What have you done to Killua?"

His eyes widened and a broken glimmer appeared in his eyes. He stumbled back in shock, his eyes suddenly glossy as you could recognize tears behind his eyelashes.

"W-what are you talking about? (y/n), it's me, Killua. I'm someone you love."

You shook your head vehemently, his broken voice not reaching your heart as you were heavily in denial. This could never be your Killua. The one you had known for years.

"What are you saying? How dare you tell me that you're my Killua? The Killua I know is my best friend, someone who always supports me and is happy when I am happy. He isn't someone who stalks my partner, he isn't someone who threatens them, who threatens me! You're not him! You're just a freak who wants to ruin me my happiness! You're never someone I could ever love! I only love my best friend and (p/n)! Not you! Never you!"

Terror and anger were shaking through your body as you ripped the door open and stormed away from that person. Seeing them made you feel sick, vulnerable and hurt all at once. You couldn't control your emotions.

Killua remained frozen inside your room, your words tearing inside his heart with brutality that pushed him to tears. Those eyes...were killing him. Why were you looking at him as if he was a stranger?

"(y/...n)" he choked out as tears were falling down, hearing how you left the house in a hurry.

"(y/n). (y/n)!" he screamed when he fully snapped.

(y/n)! Please....Please love only me! Come back! Don't be scared of me!"

You didn't hear him clearly, blood rushing through your head as you were sprinting down the dark street. You wanted to go back to (p/n), wanted to see someone who you would recognize. Someone who you knew.

You didn't come far though, not when that man suddenly flashed right in front of your eyes. You could see clear and blue eyes in front of you, brimming with tears, pain and insanity inside of them. You wanted to scream but before you could even open your mouth, his hand suddenly clasped tightly around your mouth, squeezing your jaw a bit too tight for your comfort. That wasn't what caused you to stop moving though, it was the sensation of sharp nails piercing ever so slightly into your skin. Not enough to cut you, just enough to make you aware of it.

His face got closer to yours, one of his arms keeping you in place. You hated those eyes, filled with sick infatuation for you. You hated how you had never seen it before in Killua's eyes and hated how those feelings had stolen your precious and sweet friend away from you.

He removed his hand within the blink of an eye but before you could do anything else, his lips were instantly smashed upon yours in a messy and desperate kiss. Disgust shot through you as you suffered from another meltdown as he suddenly moved his lips against yours. You cried into the kiss, tried to move away but the hand that had previously shut you up grabbed one side of your face and kept it in place. Your tears were mixing with his own although he attempted to rub them away with his own thumb, his claw scratching your skin ever so slightly.

Your system was slowly shutting down due to the sheer overload of everything that was happening as you felt growing panic the longer he continued to move his lips against yours. When he finally pulled away, you were completely silenced, wished that you would just faint. His forehead was pressed against yours as he was taking shuddering breaths.

You wanted to be swallowed by the earth when his blue eyes drilled into you and you saw the mess of insane love inside of them.

"(y/n)...I love you. I love you so much."

His whispered confession sounded as deranged as he was in your mind. Your vision started to faint before your eyes, even without the sudden hit against your pressure point you were sure you would have fainted. There was really only one last thought before you passed out.

"Give me back my Killua."

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere killua #yandere killua zoldyck

[crispycreambacon]

The Journey to Break Free • An Analysis of Malevolent's Themes

This is more like a ramble, but analysis sounds more professional y'know y'know-

Major Spoiler Warning for Episode 19

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Episode 19 may be my favourite episode at least for Season 2 – bear in mind that as I type this, I haven't gone past Episode 19. Regardless, it is definitely a highlight of this podcast for me. It unpacked a lot about Arthur and John, and it explored many interesting themes. The strength of kindess and letting yourself be vulnerable, the reality that healing and becoming a better person isn't always a clean journey, the significance of the connections we make and the memories we carry from them...

The first one is subversive in how despite Arthur losing some of his morality in order to survive, he still retains some of it and uses it ro his advantage. It may be baffling to see Arthur still wanting to trust others and treat them kindly, as seen with Arthur wanting to offer water to the cana, because this world can turn on you so quickly. However, that may be the point. The fact that Arthur can still find it in himself to care about the beings in this world is a true testament to his resilience. The Dreamlands is unrelentlessly cruel and tests you, trying to mold you to become the monsters that roam this realm, and I think that is why Arthur won't succumb to this world's terrors like so many before him did.

It ties into the tone of the podcast and how it shifts. Arthur may need to be cruel at times, but that doesn't mean he needs to be a monster. Likewise, Malevolent may be a bleak story, but it is not one which needs to overly indulges in tragedy and darkness. Even within the episode itself, there are moments where Arthur and John laugh. There's an entire section in which Arthur interacts with a buopoth, and it's the most adorable thing ever. These moments provide a balance that help emphasize the impact of intense moments even more than if the entire story had just been trudged in grimdark.

(Putting the rest under a "Read More" section as to not make this post too long to scroll through)

As for the second theme, I particularly appreciate it as people who try to heal, typically victims of trauma, are often villanized for not being perfect, nice or behaving. Anyone who doesn't fit the mold of being sad and helpless via lashing out or express anger about their trauma get dogpiled with insults and accusations from those who refuse to understand them. Those who only want to imagine a narrative that recovery is always pretty and always going up with no relapses whatsoever. That narrative formed because society crafted it and enforced it with media tackling trauma victims in a shallow way at best. Because it's uncomfortable for society to face the truth that trauma is ugly, and those that went through it won't come out unscathed like people want them to.

The theme of names being significant is an uncommon but meaningful one. John Doe is a name to give the King in Yellow a new identity, a way to rebuild himself. Lilly is a name that meant a lot to John as the only form of human connection he had while Arthur was comatose and the catalyst to John becoming a better person. Faroe is a name that Arthur keeps recalling because he can't let go of his daughter and the trauma that came with it.

Even the name of the episode is important. I think "the Prison" truly is an apt title for this episode. Not only because this involves Arthur and John escaping the pit they're trapped it, but it's also a metaphor for Arthur's situation. His body is a prison for John that both want him to get out of, yet Arthur is the real prisoner as he loses control over everything from his body to his life. He is trapped in the past because he can never let go of Fareo. He can never forgive himself for causing her death through his neglect no matter how unintentional it was.

And he gave in at the end. He gave in to the past and went to the city to search for Faroe even though the cana instructed them to avoid the city. Even though so many signs point to it being yet another trap. Even though the chances of Fareo being there were next to none.

Yet John didn't protest. It really shows how much John has grown to emphathize with humanity. How he has grown from someone who is selfish and uses others to his whims, discarding them when they no longer serve him purpose to someone who may not fully understand humanity but can genuinely appreciate and care about it. He may not understand why Arthur still clings onto Faroe, but he understands Arthur deserves closure, so even if this may be a trap, he lets him walk in. We, the audience, may not fully understand either, but we understand this is a necessary step for Arthur even if it may be one that leads to his doom.

#Overall 10/10 episode!!! I love it #Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna take a thousand year long nap #It's almost 4 AM but screw it I needed to get this out #I have so much more to say about Episode 19 #but I need SLEEP and it will take FOREVER and I have THINGS TO DO EOUGH. #But yeah I love love love this and I love Malevolent #What an outstanding podcast I love it #malevolent #malevolent podcast #malevolent spoilers #arthur lester #john doe malevolent #analysis #media analysis #character analysis #commentary #chris p fried rambles

[randomgentlefolk]

CPC CHAPTER 161 + 162 + 163

*rises from the dead* what...what year is this...?

Look, the only thing I can say as an opening to these chapters is DAMN

Okay yeah Lorena would say this lmao.

Nahh I'm guessing Prez in her spider form does not know about Whitney apologizing and all? Because she's mainly looking at Whitney, and it looks like she took a moment to recognize who he is.

Man, Whitney really hasn't forgive himself. But at the same time I can't really blame him, y'know? I think I would have a hard time forgiving myself either if I was in his position. But! I do hope he can forgive himself and improve himself more and more. His past may be bad, but I'm sure he's looking up to a better future.

CURTIS TO THE RESCUE!!

Dang that's one way to open a big ahh door lmao XD

OH HECK NAH I HOPE MOLLY WILL BE ALRIGHT. The blood coming out of her mouth is worrying me...

Finally!! The Pastel Princesses are showing their powers! May I say Lorena's weapons are SICK. THE THORNY VINES AROUND COLONEL SNUGGLES?? SUZIE'S SWORD?? LORENA'S UHH... KUSARIGAMA?? I'm not sure what lorena's weapon is, but it reminds me of Michaelangelo's weapon from tmnt 2012.

Maria calling her animal troop HECK YEAH. The animals attacking Leland is so satisfying. Leland is lucky Maria didn't call a tiger or smth.

OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS HECK NO. Ugh I can imagine the cracking sound from Aurelia's leg. Y'know i didn't expect this ship (whether romantic or platonic) was gonna happen, but i'm not unwelcome to it.

Dangg Frederick, you go gymnastic king XD

Hah! His chanting actually made me smile XD yes frederick, you are the tiniest prince....you are the tiniest prin–

YOOOOOOO Leelathae's portrait???? I am really convinced now that Leelathae is in Gwen's dream!! I hope she's going to protect Gwen from Leland somehow, but i'm sure now that she will help realize who Gwen's true love is. Which, I'm fairly sure by now, is Gwen herself. I mean, it fits with the theme of the comic soooo

With the mix of modern and traditional technologies in cpc, i do now wonder why they don't build an elevator inside castles considering the amount of floors there are. I'm thinking...Steampunk styled elevator?

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INTOOOOO LEELATHAE'S BACKSTORY!!

-> Sheesh! Leelathae's reflection is getting worse and worse... Perhaps it's because she doesn't love herself because of herself anymore? Well now that that's in mind, Gwen is kind of repeating history.

I just wanna say I love how Jack is gonna make the wedding fits both his and Leelathae's liking. I know that is an average kindess act for marriage but it's still pretty heartwarming for me.

Ngl I'm curious what Leland and Isolde's wedding was like. I hope we'll get at least a picture!

Aw, this interaction is adorable. Look at how Isolde is smiling! I hope we will get her smiling like this in the present time..

WOAH WOAH WOAH. I mean, I was sure Jack would eventually confront his parents, but dang. Actually, it makes sense how Helena and Jesse starts seeing their reflection wrong too. I think with how much they talk about their beauty, they don't love their inner self (their personality) and instead too focused on their outward beauty. So I'm guessing here that what triggers the reflection problem on people, is personal hurtful words? First with Gwen, Frederick calling her ugly. Leelathae, Helena and Jesse calling her ugly. And now with Helena and Jesse, Jack called them hideous.

But y'know what? I am so glad Jack confronted his parents. It feels SO good. He loves Leelathae so much, it's so heartwarming.

So happy that Helena and Jesse are running away on their own. Let's hope they never come back...

....huh.

I genuinely dunno how to feel about flashback Leland now. Is he being genuine? I don't know. But it's nice that he's at least trying to comfort Jack. Too bad he regrets it now tho lmao XD sucks to be you Leland hahahah.

Since Leland is comforting Jack...Um, Isolde and Leelathae moment? Lambcat? I really wanna see them just having conversation together because last time Isolde thought Leelathae was stealing her food xd

Leelathae's wedding dress!! It matches Gwen's!!! I guess Leland really remembered that lmao. Damn Leland crying and Isolde just stared with concern XD (i would've added Gwen's wedding dress photo but Tumblr's max pictures :( )

Okay can we talk about how majestic Jack's hair is??? Like dang pop off king. Now I know why Maria's hair is so beautiful.

It's sweet how Jack would do anything to Leelathae aww.

Uh, yeah, no, I am not going to talk about that uhh "diagram" the doctor gave to Leelathae. Nope. Nu uh.

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Back to the present let's gooooo!!

A for effort, Miss Agatha. A for effort....

HAHAH GOOD LUCK LELAND GOOD LUCK LMAO. I nearly forgot about the thorns covering Gwen. Honestly I wonder how no one from the Plaid kingdom (beside Frederick, Leopold and iirc Isolde who already knew) questions about the fact that she has not got woken up from a literal war that's happening in her palace.

Hah! I live for Frederick and Aurelia bickering. I especially love how Frederick is being argumentative. Usually he can be pretty uh..pushover? Actually the correct words would be he doesn't have any moment to stand up for himself :')

Yep! Confirmed once again! Leland is the serpent!

YOU GO CURTIS!! HECK YEA!!

Jamie is a mood with that speech. And the fact that he has not only 1, but 2 ultimate flashbang??? DAMN JAMIE.

Ohoho what am I sensing here? What did you write Leopold?? I can hear the Leomie shippers screaming right now lol.

HECK NO??? WTF DO U MEAN YOU'RE GONNA CRUSH HER??? NO NO NO????

LANCE!!! MY BOY!!! I LOVE HIM!!! LANCE!!!

Okay those are ALL of the chapters lmao that was long! Uh, what have I been doing to the point I post 3 chapters late? Ahaha....u see... i actually have not excuse. I apologize.

That's all for now!!

Mono out! (But still in to hear your thought)

#cursed princess club #cpc

[planet4546b]

comprehensive list of outer wilds music moments that make me lose it:

all of timber hearth. (the greater complexity in the tune + playing than riebecks tune on his banjo, the way it kicks in just as the sun rises)

the museum starting with the last phrase of the theme and then repeating different phrases out of order and loosely

the piano in the far far background in space. space as a whole. i literally think this song is universal background radiation in this world im not kidding.

sun station and ash twin project ONLY having the nomai’s synths, not their piano

nomai ruins having hints of the theme that plays while time rewinds, the halting and uncertain piano that continues to echo itself in other keys...

FINAL. VOYAGE.

let there be light and 14.3 billion years. starting with. the nomais piano. and the way it slowly eases into completely new instruments (spring in hieron soundtrack moment)

let there be light and morning using instruments weve NEVER heard before. morning is so good its unreal the CELLO.

the VOCALS in the river my god!!!!! unreal experience hearing that for the first time!!! the complex guitar in the river that is the closest thing we have to timber hearth!!!!

a dream of home starting with (what sounds like to me) the normal guitar theme REVERSED. before easing into the synths that just completely collapse into the core theme of the strangers.

the hope and joy in test chamber three..........the comfort and quiet of the sound of water.....moments of peace and kindess on the stranger despite everything else.....the strangers are people too and theyre just as sympathetic as the nomai.....

the distortion in echoes of the eyes whole soundtrack.....the static.....

echoes of the eye (the song) playing with key/phrasing/instrumentation of the main theme - its your theme but its interpreted through someone else’s eyes!! and then ADDING little riffs on phrases and new phrases but the core is still recognizable.....and then it ENDS resolving into something more recognizable and familiar with feldspars harmonica no less.....favorite song on the soundtrack ngl

DEPARTURE.....same as above its someone trying to translate your theme into the musical language familiar to them and its so good. its about common understanding. its about the prisoner repeating the song you sang back to you. AUGH.

#pers #im sorry for having an outer wilds soundtrack moment. but i could talk about this soundtrack for literal hours #theres a concept in my head for how both this soundtrack and spring in hieron use specific instrumentation and #repetition but altering of main themes in order to reflect similar ideas about #facing the end of the world and a new world being made in its place that just makes me bonkers to think about #the music in this game is just so good. augh. #outer wilds

[apis-floreaa]

I've been nervous about sharing this but here tumblr...have my love death and robot rambles about Jibaro

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this episode is without a doubt one of the best of the whole show, in my opinion. the many layered parts and themes paired, with the beautifully done animation and soundtrack, send it straight into masterpiece territory. at this point it has not won any awards but whatever ones it does win, will have been justly awarded.

the details in even the very first 2 minutes are amazing. from the way that Jibaro, our main character, is introduced as deaf to the sounds in the background. i really love Albert Mieglo’s portrayal of the stark contrast between Jibaro’s soundless world, and the sounds around him.

i especially find it beautiful how the lake of the story is loosely shaped like a human heart, as if calling it the heart of the forest. which in turn portrays the siren as it’s protector in a way. Alberto Mieglo described this story as a toxic romance but from the way the soldiers are dressed and our view of the surrounding area, we also get the idea that it’s a story of conquistadors and the horror that followed them.

the chaos in the sirens first appearance is extremely well done. it’s one of my favorite scenes, to be honest. the movement, angles, and once again Mieglo’s contrast of a soundless world is insanely beautiful. i’m a sucker for siren stories, women with the most beautiful singing voices you’ve ever heard; but instead this siren screams. she lures these men in with her seductive dancing and deafening voice. it’s extremely different and unique.

after all the men are dead, the kindess she shows by allowing the horses return to land really drives home that she’s a protector. they didn’t do anything, they were merely a pawn in a game; and she knows this, the land knows this.

a sirens voice has never been ignored, so it’s only natural that she becomes intrigued with our remaining survivor who cannot hear her, for a reason unknown to her. i know sirens stories never end in a happy ending for a women who’s used to getting what she wants. in Homer’s ‘Odyssey’ it’s said a siren will die if you able to escape her song, we already know how this will end; yet we cannot stop it. even after what seems to a million rewatches my heart still tightens after this scene, knowing i cannot change her fate.

i love the way that although we never hear a word when the siren finally finds Jibaro again, or even a word throughout the entire 17 minutes, we are never lost to what is going on. this scene brings us back to our toxic relationship. she is fascinated by this man whom she cannot control and he by this inhuman woman covered in gold. we’ve already seen his started want for the gold in the lake but now that changes into full blown obsession.

now begins our fatal attraction. she doesn’t know he will follow when she takes off, but to her joy he does. she’s excited, she’s never been this close to a living human. at this point all reservations she’s had towards these men is cast aside when he finally meets her at the top of the waterfall. she thinks she’s in love, yet he doesn’t waste a second in hurting her. even after that she still kisses him, what’s a small jewel to her ignited passion towards him? she’s never aware that that kiss means her death.

she gave him her everything and he murdered her. in many ways this feels like a soft touch back on how the conquistadors would often rape the women in villages they come upon. she is violated in unspeakable ways and thrown away carelessly when he’s gotten what he wanted. which makes the river flowing red with blood, when she makes it back to her heart, more powerful. she’s the spirit of the forest and she is angry, the water rushes backwards in crashing waves; tainting everything she touches.

in a final act of anger, she gives Jibaro the gift of hearing. he thinks he’s won, he’s gotten everything he has ever dreamed of unaware that the forest isn’t done with him yet.

this last scene is, extremely powerful. it’s also the most beautiful scene of the episode. the way her screams rip from her throat is heartbreaking, she doesn’t dance now, there is no more seduction. her screams come from a place of hurt, his death is not one of survival but of revenge. she tears her throat raw to make him feel her pain. her screams which were once enchanting are now haunting and as the music reaches crescendos we watch as she never truly looks at him through her tears. she doesn’t fully open her eyes until he is dead, safely nestled at the bottom of the lake. this siren was doomed from the very moment she laid eyes on Jibaro, she was never going to get a happy ending; yet we still feel her agony just the same. at the end we don’t know what will become of her, she may live but she is no longer alive.

#jibaro #love death and robots #analysis #media analysis #bees talking again

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hi! I was just curious about your Rita Skeeter writing plans. It’s really nice to see work for her bc there is barely any x reader works. Hope you are doing well!😁

Hey @aliceabbot !! 🥰🥰

My plan is to definitely write more for Rita Skeeter. Currently, I am working on a collab with @nic-writes-it-all for a Wolfstar and Quillkiller fanfiction! Besides that, I hope to include her in my next monthly theme, and I will always write requests for her!! Thank you for your kindess. I hope you have a lovely day/night! 💞💞💞

Talk with Me ❤️‍🔥

#talk with me #appreciation post #rita skeeter #rita skeeter fanfiction #rita skeeter fic #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanfiction #cissyenthusiast010155 answers

[eden-regained]

The "Creepypasta Cinematic Universe" Characters if you will would work uncannily well in a Changeling: the Lost campaign in both themes and overall tone. Cringe, I know, but hear me out.

Slenderman is one of the True Fae. His domain resembles deep, dark woods with a great mansion (albeit a disheveled one, don't judge him) in a clearing basked in eternal twilight. He takes highly vulnerable children and teenagers through the hedge to make them his sons and daughters, hoping they'll stay with him. His hospitality and kindess would be so warm and pleasant weren't it for the fact that he warps all of his victims with his Arcadian might to the point they're near unrecognizable for selfish reasons.

The number of titles Slenderman holds can be identified by the amount of shadowy tentacles that always seem to slip through no matter the for he takes on (his preferred embodiments are Actor and Realm). They are many for he is ancient, wise and thus; powerful.

His "Proxies" are split into the "Frontline" and the "Guard", both meant to aid him in his quest for power over lesser faeries. The Frontline are the warriors made for direct offense, they raid other keepers and their unfortunate Changelings all while generally scouting out the depths of Arcadia. The Guard is the defense, they shield their keeper directly, going on a "cleansing spree" when someone uninvited treads on mansion grounds, on top of that they maintain a more ordinary lifestyle with their captor.

Members of the Frontline:

-BEN (Darkling Seeming, Gravewight/Water-Dweller dual-Kith) may not look like a proficient fighter, and to be honest he really isn't, but he doesn't have to be. BEN is a spy and he ambushes unsuspecting Changelings by either lunging at them from convenient watery depths or by seeping into their domains with his ghost-like forms as if he were no more than a light breeze. BEN has never had a fetch made to replace him and with Slenderman telling him that his family just presumes him dead, he's not developed the desire to escape in any way, though that may change soon.

-Clockwork (Wizened Seeming, Soldier/Chirurgeon dual-Kith) is a jack of all trades; both a quick-witted blade wielder and pinpoint-accurate healer. She's cold and has a crippling obsession with time and counting to the point she removed one of her own eyes to replace it with a clock-face so she can hear every second echoing by within her skull. Lucky for her this affinity for timetelling makes her remember the world outside the hedge in bits and pieces until this nagging feeling of so much wasted time compells her to claw her way back out through the hedge, although she understandibly has no desire to reclaim her family life.

-Ticcy-Toby (Ogre Seeming, Stonebones Kith); dang, that kid sure can grind a gristle and he's not even a Gristlegrinder!! Toby was born without the capability of experiencing physical pain, a trait that Slenderman cranks up to 11 by giving him the ability to actually turn his skin to stone. When all else fails, BEN and Clockwork will just yeet him at the problem. What can I say, it's usually a rock solid plan. He's the second one to abandon Arcadia as he misses Clockwork, wondering where she possibly could've ran off to.

Members of the Guard:

-Jeff (Fairest Seeming, Flowering/Mirrorskin dual-Kith) already had little of his own identity back in the mortal realm. His parents truly adored him in their own twisted, deluded way, they wanted the whole wide world to marvel at his beauty. And so, he became a pageant boy (yes, I'm including my own AU bc I can!) and he had this oh so radiant smile plastered on his face all day, every day. Once Slenderman "saved" the poor kid, Jeff was so burned out he genuinely could no longer smile and he had those tired bags under his eyes. His new "father" wanted him to look happy. Very, very happy and thus he carved him a permanent smile, bleached the blemishes out of his skin and burnt his eyelids off, and no, the permanent flower crowns on his head do not make his scars any less heartwrenching to behold. But there's hope for Jeff. Liu, his younger brother, once promised him he'd find him no matter how hard the search, and that he'd rescue Jeff from anyone and anything. As a fae-touched human, Liu can do what most mortals can't; rescue the loved one he's lost to the True Fae.

-Smile Dog (Beast Seeming, Hunterheart/Antiquarian dual-Kith) is, to put it bluntly, shit outta luck. While all the other Proxies still somewhat resemble the human form in both body and mind, Smile Dog appears completely animal like, save for their offputting human teeth and, atleast for a pet, above average cognitive functions. The other kids know next to nothing about them; no age, no gender, no time of durance, though it is somewhat known that they're one of the first abductee Slenderman has acquired. Smile Dog's job is simple but delicate: watch over the dungeon library of old lore collected by the Fae over millenia.

(Overall, Slenderman always gave me those fairfolk vibes and I simply couldn't let this figment of my sleep-deprived imagination rest)

#edenregained #puellamagiofeden