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Point of View: the Biggest Thing You're Missing!
Point of view is one of the most important elements of narrative fiction, especially in our modern writing climate, but you rarely hear it seriously discussed unless you go to school for writing; rarely do help blogs or channels hit on it, and when they do, it's never as in-depth as it should be. This is my intro to POV: what you're probably missing out on right now and why it matters. There are three essential parts of POV that we'll discuss.
Person: This is the easiest part to understand and the part you probably know already. You can write in first person (I/me), second (You), and third person (He/she/they). You might hear people talk about how first person brings the reader closer to the central character, and third person keeps them further away, but this isn't true (and will be talked about in the third part of this post!) You can keep the reader at an intimate or alien distance to a character regardless of which person you write in. The only difference--and this is arguable--is that first person necessitates this intimacy where third person doesn't, but you still can create this intimacy in third person just as easily. In general, third person was the dominant (and really the only) tense until the late 19th century, and first person grew in popularity with the advent of modernism, and nowadays, many children's/YA/NA books are written in first person (though this of course doesn't mean you can't or shouldn't write those genres in the third person). Second person is the bastard child. Don't touch it, even if you think you're clever, for anything the length of a novel. Shorter experimental pieces can use it well, but for anything long, its sounds more like a gimmick than a genuine stylistic choice.
Viewpoint Character: This is a simple idea that's difficult in practice. Ask yourself who is telling your story. This is typically the main character, but it needn't be. Books like The Book Thief, The Great Gatsby, Rebecca, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and the Sherlock series are told from the perspective of a side character who isn't of chief importance to the narrative. Your viewpoint character is this side character, the character the reader is seeing the world through, so the main character has to be described through them. This isn't a super popular narrative choice because authors usually like to write from the perspective of their most interesting character, but if you think this choice could fit your story, go for it! You can also swap viewpoint characters throughout a story! A word of warning on that: only change your viewpoint character during a scene/chapter break. Switching mid-scene without alerting the reader (and even when you do alert the reader) will cause confusion. I guarantee it.
Means of Perception; or, the Camera: This part ties the first two together. If you've ever heard people talk about an omniscient, limited, etc. narrator, this is what they mean. This part also includes the level of intimacy the reader has with the viewpoint character: are we in their heads, reading their thoughts, or are we so far away that we can only see their actions? If your story is in a limited means of perception, you only have access to your character's head, eyes, and interpretations, where an omniscient narrator sees through all characters' heads at once. (This doesn't eliminate the viewpoint character--most of your writing will still be in that character's head, but you're allowed to reach into other characters' thoughts when needed. You could also be Virginia Woolf, who does fluidly move through everyone's perspectives without a solid viewpoint character, but I would advise against this unless you really are a master of the craft.) Older novels skew towards third person omniscient narration, where contemporary novels skew towards first person limited. You also have a spectrum of "distant" and "close." If omniscient and limited are a spectrum of where the camera can swivel to, distant and close is a spectrum of how much the camera can zoom in and out. Distant only has access to the physical realities of the world and can come off as cold, and close accesses your character's (or characters', if omniscient) thoughts. Notice how I said narration. Your means of perception dramatically effects how your story can be told! Here's a scene from one of my stories rewritten in third-person distant omniscient. The scene is a high school football game:
“Sometimes,” he said. “Not much anymore.” “It’s not better, then?” She shivered; the wind blew in. “A little.” His tone lifted. “I don’t know if it’ll ever be better, though.” She placed a hand on his arm, stuttered there, and slipped her arm around his waist. “Did it help to be on your own?” He raised an eyebrow. “You were there.” “Yes and no.” “And the guys, the leaders.” “Come on,” she heckled. “Okay, okay.” Carmen sighed. “Yeah, it helped. I don’t think—I don’t know—I’d be me if they’d fixed it all.” She grinned. “And who might you be?” “Oh, you know. Scared, lonely.” He fired them haphazardly, and a bout of laughter possessed him which Piper mirrored. “Impatient.” “And that’s a good thing?” “No.” He sat straight. “Gosh, no. But I don’t want to be like him, either.” He pointed to the field; Devon recovered a fumbled ball. “He’s never been hurt in his life.” She met his eyes, which he pulled away. “You don’t mean that," Piper said. “Maybe not. He’s too confident, though.” The cloth of Carmen's uniform caved and expanded under Piper's fingers.
With distant-omniscient, we only get the bare actions of the scene: the wind blows in, Piper shivers, the cloth rises and falls, Carmen points, etc. But you can tell there's some emotional and romantic tension in the scene, so let's highlight that with a first person limited close POV:
“Sometimes,” he said. “Not much anymore.” “It’s not better, then?” Frost spread up from her legs and filled her as if she were perforated rock, froze and expanded against herself so that any motion would disturb a world far greater than her, would drop needles through the mind’s fabric. A misplaced word would shatter her, shatter him. “A little.” His tone lifted. “I don’t know if it’ll ever be better, though.” She placed a hand on his arm, thought better, and slipped her arm around his waist. “Did it help to be on your own?” He raised an eyebrow. “You were there.” “Yes and no.” “And the guys, the leaders.” “Come on,” she heckled. “Okay, okay.” Carmen sighed. “Yeah, it helped. I don’t think—I don’t know—I’d be me if they’d fixed it all.” She grinned. “And who might you be?” “Oh, you know. Scared, lonely.” He fired them haphazardly, and a bout of laughter possessed him which Piper mirrored. “Impatient.” “And that’s a good thing?” “No.” He sat straight. “Gosh, no. But I don’t want to be like him, either.” He pointed to the field; Devon recovered a fumbled ball. “He’s never been hurt in his life.” “You don’t mean that.” She spoke like a jaded mother, spoke with some level of implied authority, and reminded herself again to stop. “Maybe not. He’s too confident, though.” Piper felt the cloth of his waist cave and expand under her fingers and thought: is this not confidence?
Here, we get into Piper's thoughts and physical sensations: how the frost rises up her, and how this sensation of cold is really her body expressing her nervous fears; how she "thought better" and put her arm around his waist; her thought "is this not confidence?"; and how she reminds herself not to talk like a mother. Since I was writing from the close, limited perspective of a nervous high schooler, I wrote like one. If I was writing from the same perspective but with a child or an older person, I would write like them. If you're writing from those perspectives in distant narration, however, you don't need to write with those tones but with the authorial tone of "the narrator."
This is a lot of info, so let's synthesize this into easy bullet points to remember.
Limited vs. Omniscient. Are you stuck to one character's perspective per scene or many?
Close vs. Distant. Can you read your characters' thoughts or only their external worlds? Remember: if you can read your character's thoughts, you also need to write like you are that character experiencing the story. If child, write like child; if teen, write like teen; etc.
Here's another way to look at it!
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This is a confusing and complex topics, so if you have any questions, hit up my ask box, and I'll answer as best I can. The long and short of it is to understand which POV you're writing from and to ruthlessly stick to it. If you're writing in limited close, under no circumstances should you describe how a character other than your viewpoint character is feeling. Maintaining a solid POV is necessary to keeping the dream in the reader's head. Don't make them stumble by tripping up on POV!
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randoimago · 10 months
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Hey there! “i want you. i don’t know why, i can’t explain it, but i just wanna be around you all the time” for Connor (if possible, both - RK800 and RK900) and s/o, please! Mwah! Thanks!
“i want you. i don’t know why, i can’t explain it, but i just wanna be around you all the time”
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human
Character(s): Connor, Nines (RK900)
Type of Request: Sentence Scenarios
Note(s): Usually the fandom name for RK900 (Nines) cause it's easier than putting the model number the whole time!
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Connor
Connor gets a warning about a surge in his thirium pump as he hears you say these words. He gets rid of it as his programming tries to process what you said, his emotions getting tangled and confused but the most prominent one would be similar to happiness.
A smile crosses his face at your words, he deactivates the warnings that keep popping up about instabilities and overheating. You probably notice a bit of an annoyed look on his face, which he quickly tells you it's not because of you.
His LED stuttered, caught between blue and yellow. "I… I feel a similar inexplicable pull towards you," he confesses. He doesn't know if the words are right to say, but he knows that your words made him happy and he wants to keep maintain that happiness.
This whole experience is new for him, but he wants to have it. He wants to pursue this with you.
RK900
His calculating gaze softens as he hears the words from you. His programmed reaction is to tell you that it's illogical to feel this way towards an android… but something stops him from saying that. Like his programming hit a wall and prevented him from the high probability of seeing sadness displayed on your face because of him.
He can't help but observe you, analyzing your heartbeat and noticing the soft look you give him. It makes him… feel something. He feels light, which his model is made from better and lighter materials than older models, but this feeling is different from the literal sense.
"I, too, am drawn to your company," he admits, a bit of confusion in his voice from this realization. "Though I lack the ability to experience emotions as you do, I am... interested to learn why this is."
While Nines hasn't experienced deviancy like many others, his emotions are still new. More raw. And he wants to be cautious when taking this next step with you.
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luci-is-a-bitch-x3x · 3 months
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Obey Me! Luke, Simeon, & Solomon react to: Mc and the hand holding curse.
Other parts can be found here: Older Brothers, Younger Brothers, Diavolo & Barbatos
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Welcome! to another part of this adventure! The characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor jokes, bad spelling, and terrible grammar. Without further ado, please enjoy the content. ♡
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Mc gets gets cursed to be stuck holding hands with a lower rank demon. Mc doesn't know how to undo the curse and has been stuck being dragged around by the lower rank demon. When the character spots Mc "holding hands" with a lower rank demon and "following" the demon around how do they react? How does the character react once they find out its a curse, can they help undo the curse? Find out how the characters react by reading more!
Luke's Reaction: (Platonic)
Luke is doing Luke things, you know being bullied and called a chihuahua, getting mad and then proceeding to act like a chihuahua, the usual for the young angel. Luke is standing in a group with Simeon and Solomon, the three are talking about some random subject when they all three watch Mc walk by while "holding" hands with a lower rank demon. Luke is extremely worried and concerned for Mc, its bad enough Mc gets along with the demon brothers, this is some random demon that probably has bad intentions! Luke immediately calls out to Mc- "Mc!! What're you doing holding hands with that- with that demon!??!?!?!" Luke's loosing his mind, completely baffled by the idea of Mc holding hands with a demon. The random demon takes off when it hears someone calling out to Mc, dragging poor Mc with. The lower rank demon runs off because its scared it'll get in trouble for being cursed to Mc. It is correct on that part. Luke panics when the two take off, what if something happens and he never sees Mc again! Luke takes off running after the two, despite his short height he's rather quick. Luke catches up to the two quickly and latches himself to Mc's arm, trying to use his body weight to stop the two from continuing to run away.
The random demon must be rather strong cause it just continues running, now dragging poor Mc and Luke behind it. This continues until someone comes to help the two, its probably Simeon or Solomon. Once they get the random demon to stop running, Mc has time to finally explain that they are cursed to be stuck holding hands with the lower rank demon. Luke blames the random demon, even though the curse happened during a class at R.A.D. Luke doesn't stop worrying about Mc until someone breaks the curse for Mc, Luke is not good with curses, then he checks up on them and gives them any sweets he currently has on him. The lower rank demon gets punished by Diavolo and Lucifer, but it also has to deal with Luke. Luke yells at the random demon for awhile, and if he sees it in the R.A.D hallway he may yell at it again for a few weeks after the incident. Luke uses this incident as an excuse to hate on demons, he tries to get Mc to stay away from demons since they obviously have bad intentions. He acts clingy to Mc for awhile after and is a bit more agggressive with the brothers. The incident definetly sticks with him, he thinks about it at random times, more than Mc does. He was just so worried for Mc! He doesn't want something like that to happen again!
Simeon's Reaction:
Simeon is doing Simeon things, you know being really bad with technology, and teasing Luke, the usual for Simeon. Simeon is standing with Luke and Solomon, the three are discussing some random subject until they all three watch Mc go walking past while "holding" hands with a lower rank demon. Is Simeon jealous? Low key yes, but I see him being more worried than jealous. Simeon calms Luke down, who had been freaking out because Mc was touching a demon, before calling out to Mc- "Mc! Is this a new friend of yours?" Simeon sounds rather friendly and calm, but still somehow the lower rank demon is scared, they take off running, dragging Mc with. This causes Simeon to be even more concerned than before, concerned for Mc's safety he follows after the two. Definetly not following them out of jealousy. Is Simeon the fastest character? No, but hes not snail slow either, he may even have some cool angel powers that he could use to become faster than usual. Angel zoomies. Simeon takes a little to catch up to the two, he's to polite, so crashing through the crowd of R.A.D students to get to Mc and the random demon is a bit hard for the angel.
When Simeon finally gets to the two he gently grabs onto Mc's arm. The lower rank demon continues to try and run, but with Simeon holding onto Mc its to much weight for the random demon to drag. Simeon immediately begins speaking to Mc, worriedly asking whats going on. When Mc explains its a curse that neither they nor the lower rank demon know how to undo, Simeon is relieved in some sense, but hes also still concerned. Simeon's smart but I feel like he would take them to Solomon anyways, curses just don't seem like his thing. Simeon doesn't have a problem with dragging the lower rank demon and Mc to Solomon, hes an angel man, an archangel if I'm not mistaken, so he has strength to drag thebtwo around. When Simeon finally brings the two to Solomon he gets a good laugh out of the situation but he obviously helps free Mc and the random demon from the curse. The random demon does get in trouble with Diavolo and Lucifer, but it also gets scolded by Simeon, and getting lectured by Simeon is worse than getting lectured by Lucifer.
Solomon's Reaction:
Solomon is doing Solomon things, you know being a really chaotic old sourcerer, and a really bad cook. Solomon is standing with Simeon and Luke when they all watch Mc go walking past while "holding" hands with a lower rank demon. Solomon chuckles at the sight, laughing to hide his jealousy and worry. I don't see Solomon being that jealous of a guy, but theres still some jealousy there. Solomon assures the two worried angels that he'll check it out before he calls out to Mc- "Mc! What a peculiar situation your in. Who's the lucky demon?" Solomon sounds light hearted and like he's joking, but its just to cover up his true feelings. The lower rank demon turns to see Solomon and proceeds to take off running out of fear, dragging poor Mc with. I mean if you were a lower rank demon cursed to Mc you would run out of fear when you see 'the witty sourcerer' who's sometimes shady and mean especially over humans & the human your stuck too. Solomon finds the lower rank demon running away to very intriguing and low key hilarous. He's definitely chuckling as he begins to chase after the random demon and Mc. This man is delulu, he thinks him and Barbatos are besties & that he can make ediable food, so he is jealous but I dont think he thinks that Mc is "running away" with the random demon. He definitely starts thinking something along the lines of the random demon forcing Mc to run with it or some sort of curse, he'll pretty much make any excuse to fit his narriative of the situation.
Solomon catches up to the two rather quickly, despite being an old man, he doesn't seem like that fastest character but he's not grandpa slow either. He also is a great sourcerer so I'm sure he knows a spell or two that helps make an individual run faster. When he gets to the two he takes Mc's arm to pull them to a stop, if the lower rank demon continues to try and run and drag Mc then Solomon will just use a spell to stun it in place. Solomon calmly asks Mc whats up, and once Mc confirms what he thought all along, that its a curse, he effortlessly removes the curse from Mc and the lower rank demon. Solomon makes sure Mc's okay before he puts his hand on the lower rank demons shoulder, he unstuns the random demon and walks them to Diavolo for punishment. Solomon lets Diavolo handle punishing the demon mostly, but trust what Solomon whispered to the random demon as he walked them to Diavolo, causes the demon to make sure to never even be in the same room with Mc again.
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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! Sorry I planned to post this quicker but life has gotten busy. More contents coming soon so Stay Tuned! Stay Safe! & Stay Spooky!
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everybodyloveshippos · 3 months
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Children of Malice
Vierna, Maya, Briza Drizzt, Nalfein, Dinin
redraw/redesign of the Do'Urden family (probably will draw Malice, Zak and Rizzen next)
design notes/headcanons under the cut
i usually just have thoughts about the character as im designing so for a few things i was like 'oh thats a thought' also yes i know children of malice is a CR thing too haha
-i wasnt originally gonna draw 'lolths embrace' since these are just my own designs not visual dictionary but like....facial markings are really cool and so i ended up looking up various spider markings (i only used those specific realworld spider designs for dinin, who i also gave darker marking as opposed to lighter) and briza
-i also prefer the idea that its not actually anything to do with lolth, its just a genetic marking that some have and some don't. also the proximity to magic/faezress theory (?) was cool so there's not a huge meaning here; though i guess im guilty bcus I didnt give them to drizzt or vierna
-maybe zak doesnt have them and neither do his kids which sorta spurs on the heretic theory when its actually just a genetic thing that has no actual bearing on lolth's favour
-the women wear more gold and the men more silver, however the men can wear gold; they just have to be wary with standing out more than their sisters. any given day could be too much and cause for a beating
-nalfein likes jewelry and decorations/makeup and is more flashy when he's away at sorcere. his ears are marked up from training with/lessons from zak, who frequently would smack his ears when he was displeased with him. they blend in with lolth's embrace and he will cover them with makeup or a glamour on occasion. i just got the sense he was somewhat insecure given how he kept challenging zak and was written off by his family as mediocre. i think he liked being at sorcere more than at the house
-drizzt takes out his braids whenever he can. he likes his hair loose
-so does dinin. i think a lot of his appearance is meant to attract attention and establish his individuality
-i've always given vierna bangs and a ponytail BUT i love her braids in the comic so I gave her those too. her hair is unruly, like drizzts. she has a couple visible scars as opposed to her sisters because she trained more with zak. he felt bad about it but a bit relived when she didnt make a big deal out of getting a bit marked up. malice was angry
-maya has markings on her ears, so she doesnt pierce them. she wears makeup but forgets its there, and sleeps in it and wipes it off by accident. since her hair is shorter she decorates with little spider gold clips
-i will die on the headpiece hill. og drizzt oldman swag
-compared to my older art of them (first fanart of the series! i knew i was in when i drew all the siblings lol) i think i changed nalfein most to be less ...square....i hit him w a yassification beam and gave him eyebrows
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deanoheartspie · 7 months
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Sunshine 5
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Pairing: Cowboy Sheriff Dean x City Gal Reader
Summary: After your family cut you off, your great-aunt Laura invited you over to her ranch you often visited when you were just a child... You drive through the beautiful town until you accidentally graze a horse that just so happens to be the sheriffs...
Warnings: None
A/N: I've gotten some feedback on my writing! So this is my first attempt at trying to make it better and make it make sense for all! I really do appreciate suggestions with writing/about the book, also love hearing what you have to say about the characters.
(MIGHT REWRITE!! Depending on how I feel about it)
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The beautiful grassy fields, full of bright colorful flowers, and the clouds in the most beautiful blue sky ever seen. It was like it was picture-perfect almost too good to be true. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't you'd never know for sure.
Most of all though... Dean. He was a good man, you could tell by just the way he carried himself or the way he cared about others.
You've never laughed as hard or had genuine conversations as you had this afternoon with no other than the gruff cowboy. Family members never really cared or even tried to seem interested in what you had to say but when they did they were only interested in how it'd affect their precious images.
After he left though, grumbling about having to chase some dog again earning a laugh from you and a simple 'good luck' he ran off after walking me back. True gentleman I must say.
“Hey, Laura do you need help with anything?” You tiredly ask desperately wanting to drown yourself in a nice hot shower.
The older woman looks up from her knitting and smiles as she shakes her head “No thank you sweetheart, how did today go? Did he go easy on ya?” She asked as she went back to what she was doing glancing up at you a few times.
Easy? Maybe he did? He didn't seem as bossy as he usually was had they talked to him?
“You could say that... He did teach me a lot. I appreciate you guys letting me stay here” You thank them probably for the one-hundredth time this week.
“That's good. He's very good at what he does, and quit thankin' us we are family and family helps one another. Now shoo! Go relax, you are probably exhausted its getting way too hot out there”
You smile and nod, giving her a quick hug before running up to the room.
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Drying off your hair, tossing a tank top, and your favorite soft pajama pants that most definitely would get ruined here if something were to happen.
The creaking wood floors, announce you to everyone downstairs causing Dean and a little girl to look at you... Smiling at them you wave.
“Who's this little one?” You ask but can see the resemblance between the two, was this who Lina Linda Lisa was? Whatever her name was talking about that day on the sidewalk?
“My daughter” His usual gruff and annoyed voice was non-existent. He sounded happier.
The big ole green-eyed little girl had the biggest smile on her face as she leaned back and forth on her plastic princess heels. She was practically a carbon copy of Dean, but as a young girl and boy was she adorable.
“Hello! I'm Rory” She stuck her tiny hand out, You gently shook her hand the same smile stuck on your face.
“Nice to meet you, Rory! I'm Y/n”
Rory quietly thought for a moment, it felt like a mini interview, and god that made you anxious.
“Do you like ponies?” she asked squinting her eyes, acting as if she was asking the most important question ever.
Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head while he had a small smile of amusement wondering how this would go.
“Hm, are they magical ponies or normal ones?”
She tapped her chin, before reaching up to her father who knew the look she gave him probably way too well because right away he handed her a unicorn stuffed animal. “Obviously the ones that can fly!” Aurora said in a duh tone, pointing up at you, you look around curious as to what/why she was exactly pointing for.
“Aurora what did I say about pointing? It's rude.” Dean's voice echoed from the hallway, he was on his way into the kitchen.
“I like her, you date her?” She said, causing Dean to spit out his coffee and start coughing his lungs out. Your eyes widen in surprise, who would've thought a simple question about magical freakin' horses would lead to this?
“You can't keep doin' that, sweet pea. She's my friend, and that's all.” He explained, cleaning up his mess while the little girl nodded before shrugging.
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The rest of the night went well, You and Rory played for a bit while Dean cooked. Giving him credit where it's due, he's a pretty damn good cook if you must say yourself. Though half the things he does make will mostly take 30 years off your life. That donut burger was worth it though...
Bedtime came around, and Aurora fell asleep in your arms safe and sound. Following Dean up to his room after he offered plenty of times to take Rory off of your shoulders after you refused not wanting to wake the young lady.
What you hadn't noticed before when you had woken the man up this morning was the little princess bed on the other end of the bedroom full of toys and stuffed animals.
“Sorry,” He whispered pushing everything off to the side neatly, grabbing a big t-shirt and gently putting it on Rory, before taking her from your arms and tucking her in.
Oddly enough this felt normal. Though it probably shouldn't have. Friends, friends are what we are and that's it.
“Good night Dean.” You say halfway out the bedroom door when he says something that caught you off guard.
“Will you have a drink with me?” He asked standing up straight and walking towards you with a tiny smile.
A drink with Dean? That actually sounds kinda nice.
“Sure. Though I'm surprised you still haven't learned your lesson from last night's drunken mess” You tease, flashing off your pearly whites as he rolls his eyes guiding you downstairs out to the front porch.
He hands me a nice cold beer before plopping himself down onto the front porch stairs, looking up at the starry night sky. Even at night, this place was beautiful.
“So, you never told me why you're here in the first place Darlin',” He said breaking the silence, putting his full attention onto you.
“Runaway bride.” You say shortly, with a tiny shrug before taking a sip of the liquid. Dean's were wide before he broke into a fit of laughter, shaking his head
“No really why are you here?” He asked again calming himself down, the smile still on his face and his face all red from the laughing.
“Runaway bride.” You say slower this time, in all seriousness. The smile was quick to leave his face and his eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his face.
“Your fuckin' with me right? That stuff only happens on telenovelas” Dean was leaning his head back against the railing, still in shock.
“Nope.”
“Y/n why do you sound so calm about this? What'd he do to have you run off to the middle of nowhere and pick up horse shit for the rest of your life” Dean asked, running his fingers through his hair before finishing off his beer.
“It was set up, arranged marriage. Didn't want to go through with it so I left plain and simple.” You get up stretching your arms grabbing the small blanket from the swinging couch, wrapping it around yourself.
“You shock me every day. I won't have some crazy man comin' here demanding you right? I ain't gonna get in a fight for you sweetheart pretty and all but I have a kid and I'm already on thin ice.” He seriously says while never once looking away from you.
“I don't expect you to get in a fight for me and no, there should be no man coming here to fight you” You roll your eyes, men were stupid sad thing was you did want someone to love, and protect you. But then again that only happened in fairytales, this was fair from one.
“Glad we are on the same page. But as the sheriff, I'd have to help ya out so just gimmie a call”
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devildom-drabbles · 2 years
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Story - Goodnight Kisses
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Summary: Before going to bed, MC is obligated to give each of the demon brothers a goodnight kiss. Characters/Ship: The demon brothers x MC Word Count: ~2.9k Warnings: None, just loads of pure fluff, hehe
“HA!  I win again!” Mammon declared triumphantly, laying his cards on the table for everyone to see.
A collective groan resounded in the common room of the House of Lamentation as the Avatar of Greed happily raked in the poker chips stacked in the middle of the table to add to his growing collection.
“There’s no way you can get a good hand that many times in a row,” Satan remarked angrily.
“Yeah, what kind of cheating method did you use this time, Mammon?” Asmodeus inquired.
“I didn’t cheat!” Mammon refuted.  “It was just the result of my amazing skills!”
Belphegor buried his chin in the cow print pillow in his arms before pointing out bitterly, “Your ‘amazing skills’ usually include cheating, though, don’t they?”
“Yeah, that’s not fair,” Beelzebub noted.  “It takes the fun out of the game.”
“I’m tellin’ ya that I didn’t cheat!” Mammon asserted.  “I don’t even have a reason to cheat when we aren’t usin’ actual money!  Although, with Lady Luck on my side like this, I sure wish we were.  Hey, whaddya say we make some real bets in the next round?”
“When you just confirmed that you would cheat if we do?” Leviathan responded.  “No thanks.”
MC glanced among the group before pausing at the eldest brother’s spot.  “Hold on,” they said, their voice catching everyone’s attention.  “Lucifer, you haven’t shown your cards yet.”
“That’s probably because he doesn’t want to admit that he lost to Mammon again like the rest of us,” Satan assumed.  “Did it wound your pride too much, dear brother?”
Lucifer looked between the cards in his hands and the set that Mammon put on the table.  “On the contrary--”  A smirk played on his lips as he calmly turned his cards to the whole group.  “--Lady Luck was on my side this time.”
The room went into an uproar at the unexpected reveal.  MC patted Mammon’s back reassuringly as he stared at Lucifer’s cards with his jaw slack. Most of the brothers snickered and teased the speechless second-born while Beelzebub congratulated Lucifer on his victory.
Once things quieted down a bit, MC rose from their seat on the common room sofa and announced, “All right, I’m gonna call it a night, guys.”
“What?!” Mammon complained as he gathered up everyone’s cards to shuffle them into one deck.  “Ya can’t be serious!  We need to have a rematch!  There’s no way I’m endin’ on a loss like that!”
“Oh, hush, Mammon,” Asmodeus ordered his older brother.  “You can play without MC.  Don’t discourage them from getting their beauty sleep.”  He directed his attention to the human with an anticipating grin.  “But, of course, you aren’t going to leave us without our goodnight kisses, right?”
MC was aware of this tradition that started some time ago.  It was Belphegor’s fault that it even existed, but truthfully, they were also to blame.  The youngest brother had jokingly requested one evening in front of everyone else that MC should give him a goodnight kiss before he went off to bed.  MC initially planned to brush him off with a laugh, but they thought it might be funnier to see his reaction if they actually complied, so that’s what they did.  Well, this set off Mammon and the rest of his younger brothers, causing them to start demanding kisses of their own from the human.  MC agreed to it in order to calm the demons, thinking that would be the end of it.  However, the next evening, Beelzebub asked MC if they’d give him a goodnight kiss, and the cycle repeated itself.  Now the human was obligated to give most of the boys a kiss before being allowed to go to sleep each night.
“They’re never going to forget about this, are they?” MC muttered, a light shade of red dusting their cheeks as they scratched their neck.
“You don’t have to humor them, you know,” Lucifer told the human with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Yeah, but they look so sad when they think they aren’t going to get a kiss,” MC noted.
The eldest brother sighed.  “You spoil them far too much.”
“No one is stopping you from getting a goodnight kiss, too, Lucifer,” Asmodeus reminded him with a smile.  “Just join in already!  You know you want to~!”
“I don’t recall ever expressing interest in the matter,” the Avatar of Pride asserted, his gaze cast to the side.
“Don’t bother with him, Asmo,” Satan said.  “He’ll keep denying it until he’s blue in the face, like he always does.”
“Yeah, it’s his loss,” Belphegor agreed, ignoring the glare that Lucifer shot at both him and Satan.  “Now come on, MC.  I want my goodnight kiss before I doze off.”
“Okay, okay,” MC conceded with a chuckle.  “I’ll start with you like usual, Belphie.”
The youngest demon brother waited with feigned innocence as the human approached him.  He knew that, as the baby of the family, no one would argue much if he always got his goodnight kiss first--even more so considering that he was the reason this tradition even existed.  He just needed to limit his bragging of it, which wasn’t too hard since he tended to fall asleep shortly after receiving his kiss.  His eagerness was masked by the way he lazily lifted his head once MC stood before him, and when he felt their lips touch the open space on his forehead just above his eyebrow, the smile he displayed was soft and serene like the Devildom moonlight.
“Goodnight, Belphie,” MC uttered afterwards.
“Mm, goodnight, MC,” he hummed, loosening his grip on his pillow so that it slid down onto his thighs.  “Don’t forget to do Beel’s kiss next.”  
And with that, the Avatar of Sloth slumped forward onto MC’s torso for a short nap filled with sweet dreams of his favorite human.
MC adjusted their stance in order to keep their balance from the sudden weight on them.  “H-Hey!  Belphie!” they shouted in a futile effort to wake him.  “Not again...  He did this yesterday, too.”
Beelzebub, who was right beside the pair, wordlessly removed his twin from MC’s body.  He carefully placed Belphegor back against the sofa and allowed his sleeping brother’s head to rest on his bicep.
“Thanks, Beel,” MC sighed in relief.  “I owe you one.”
“It’s no problem,” Beelzebub assured them.  He then narrowed his gaze, giving what MC just said some serious thought.  “But if you’re offering...  Since you’re in charge of breakfast tomorrow, could you make me a few extra omelets with everything in them and topped with a bunch of cheese sauce?”
The human had to bite back a giggle from the request that only the Avatar of Gluttony would have.  It was difficult to refuse when his twinkling eyes filled with hope stared back at them patiently.  “All right,” they agreed, “I think I can manage that.”
Beelzebub was beyond pleased with their answer.  His grin widened further--becoming as bright and warm as the summer sun in the human world--once MC lightly grasped his shoulders to place a kiss atop his head.
“Goodnight, Beel,” MC stated.
Beelzebub’s overwhelming happiness reached his voice as he wished in return, “Goodnight, MC.  I’ll save you a seat between Belphie and me at the table tomorrow morning.”
MC nodded in appreciation before resuming their task.
Asmodeus’s eyes lit up when the human looked his way, and he practically bounced in his seat when they started walking toward him.  It took all of his willpower to calm himself when they stopped in front of him, but his giddiness remained shamelessly evident on his face.  For the sake of MC’s comfort, he kept his hands glued to his lap as they leaned down slightly to cup his cheeks in their hands and press a kiss to his forehead.
“Goodnight, Asmo,” they said.
“Goodnight, hon,” Asmodeus replied sweetly.  “But...you missed.”
MC titled their head as their eyebrows furrowed in confusion.  They were certain that they made contact with his skin, along with a few stray strands of hair from his bangs.
Asmodeus pointed to his mouth with his index finger.  “My lips are down here.”
The human relaxed at his comment.  “Just like I tell you every night,” they reminded him, “I only agreed to goodnight kisses on the head.”
“Oh, right!  How silly of me to forget again.”
MC was about to pull away when they felt the Avatar of Lust’s arms snake around their back.  “...Asmo.”
“Hm~?”
“You’re not allowed to get another kiss either.”
Asmodeus’s endearing expression turned into a childish pout.  “Aw, can’t you bend the rules for lil’ ol’ me?” he questioned.  He batted his eyelashes in a final attempt to persuade them.
“It wouldn’t be fair to the others,” MC explained simply, imagining the chaos that would ensue if they didn’t stick to their pre-established routine.  “Now let go of me, please.”
The demon huffed in defeat and released them from his grip.  “Oh, all right.  I’ll just have to try harder to convince you tomorrow night.”
“How many times have you said that now?” Satan wondered aloud in amusement.  “I’m willing to bet that you’ll grow tired of saying it before MC actually caves--”
The Avatar of Wrath stopped short when he noticed the human walk right past him.  “Hey, whoa, hold on,” he demanded.  “Where do you think you’re going, MC?  It’s my turn, isn’t it?”
MC clasped their hands behind their back as they turned their body toward him.  “Well, you see,” they dragged out their words, “I’m thinking that maybe you don’t deserve a goodnight kiss after what you did earlier.”
Satan arched an eyebrow curiously.  “What did I--”  He paused as the pieces came together in his brain, bringing back his amused features along with them.  “Oh, you mean when we kept betting against each other during that one round in poker?”
“You tricked me!” MC declared.  “I thought for sure that you were bluffing about having a better hand than I did with the number of chips you put in!”
“It’s not my fault that I have a great poker face.  And how could I not mess with you when you had that funny grin on your face whenever you looked at your cards?”
“Okay then, it’s settled:  No goodnight kiss for Satan.”
The decision wiped the smug look off Satan’s face entirely.  He took their hands in his own and pleaded, “Come on, please don’t be mad at me.  I even gave you back some of the chips you lost so that you could keep playing, remember?  Doesn’t that count for something?”
At this point, MC couldn’t keep up the act anymore.  They gave his hands a reassuring squeeze as their lower eyelids crinkled from their smile.  “I’m not actually that upset, Satan.  You messed with me, so I messed with you.  We’re even now.”
Satan’s eyes widened in shock, completely dumbfounded from how easily MC had deceived him.  Fortunately, their kiss to his forehead snapped him back to his senses.
“Goodnight, Satan,” MC told him.
The demon’s shoulders shook from the laugh that rumbled briefly in his throat.  “Goodnight, MC.  I won’t let you get away with tricking me next time.”
“Ugh, normies...” the Avatar of Envy muttered, having overheard his younger brothers with MC while he was trying to focus on the game on his phone.
“Oh?  Are ‘normies’ too gross to give you a goodnight kiss then, Levi?” MC inquired as they sat down next to him.
The aforementioned demon nearly jumped up from the human’s sudden words and proximity to him, almost dropping his D.D.D. in the process.  “N-N-No!” he exclaimed, swiftly becoming a flustered mess.  “I still want one!  I-I mean, only if you’re okay with giving one to a yucky shut-in otaku like me.  So, like, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.  In fact, I’m sure you don’t--”
“Levi,” MC interjected, not wanting to prolong his self-deprecating rant any further, “of course I’m okay with it.  I’ve given you one every night, haven’t I?  I care about you just like everyone else here, so I hope you’ll stop doubting that.”
Without leaving any room for argument, MC wrapped their arms around Leviathan’s shoulders to bring him in for a short hug and a kiss to his temple.  “Goodnight, Levi.”
Leviathan hid his flushed face behind his hands.  Even after experiencing it several times, he still couldn’t get over how much the gesture made his heart race in delight.  “Leviachan’s HP has been fully restored...!” he mumbled to himself.  He shook head to try to pull himself together.  “Sorry, I meant, goodnight, MC!”
With a humored nod, the human then stood up to approach the final demon brother.
Mammon pretended to ignore them when they stopped next to him.  He continued shuffling the card deck in silence, his eyebrows furrowed together in concentration.
“What’s wrong, Mammon?” MC asked.  They were surprised to see that he wasn’t being his blushing tsundere self like he typically was when it was his turn.  “Are you still upset that I’m going to bed instead of playing another round of poker?”
“Sorta,” he admitted, sounding like a grumpy little kid, “but it’s not just that.”  He set the cards down on the table.  “I don’t get why I always gotta go last for the goodnight kiss.  Ain’t I your first?”
“That’s true,” MC answered calmly, “but I’m just going in order from youngest to oldest.”
The Avatar of Greed didn’t seem satisfied with this answer, redirecting his attention to the deck to pick at the edge of the top card.
MC bent down to whisper in his ear, “And...haven’t you heard of saving the best for last?”
Mammon glanced over at them in surprise.  He rapidly recovered from his sulking and puffed out his chest in pride, declaring, “Heh, of course I have!  I just wanted to hear ya admit it!”
Relieved to see the revival of his boisterous attitude, MC wasted no time in pressing a kiss to the crown of his head.  His confident demeanor instantly wavered from the action, and his face was painted a stark red by the time they moved away from him.  
“Goodnight, Mammon,” they said.
“Uh, y-yeah, g’night,” Mammon managed to reply.  He tried to pick up the deck of cards again to resume shuffling them, but in his current state, he ended up sending a few of the cards flying to the floor.  He cursed under his breath as he leaned over to pick them up, taking this opportunity to regain his composure since no one could see his face as well.
With their task completed, MC gave a final wave to the demon brothers before leaving the common room.  They strolled down the hall at a leisurely pace, wondering who would win the next round of poker, until they finally made it to their room.
MC had only been there for a few minutes--enough time to change into their pajamas--when they heard a knock at the door followed by Lucifer’s voice calling their name.
“A moment, if you would,” he requested.
The human opened the door and looked upon the demon that loomed in front of them.  He had his naturally stoic and intimidating appearance, but upon closer inspection, there was a hint of nervousness in his features.
“Yes?  Is something wrong?” MC inquired.
The Avatar of Pride’s lips parted before quickly closing together again.  His hands, which he kept at his sides, were unconsciously curling one finger at a time into fists and then straight out again, and he struggled to reciprocate MC’s calm, steady gaze.  He knew exactly why he was there, but his sin prevented him from admitting it.
Familiar with this behavior, MC couldn’t hold back a smile. “You’re here for your turn, right?”  They stretched their arms toward his face without touching him.  “Well, come here, then.”
Lucifer leaned closer, giving them permission to cradle his pink-tinted cheeks in their hands and bring him in for a kiss on his forehead.  He melted in their touch and allowed his eyes to shut for a short well-needed rest.  The gentle fondness that radiated from him would’ve made the average demon think that they were hallucinating, but its authenticity was unmistakable to the human.
“Goodnight, Lucifer,” MC said above a whisper.
Lucifer pulled away to admire them while caressing their rosy cheek with his thumb.  “Goodnight, MC,” he murmured.  “Rest well.”
Unbeknownst to the pair, the rest of the demon brothers were hiding around the hallway corner to watch their interaction.  Beelzebub had to restrain an infuriated and envious Mammon while Leviathan kept a hand clasped over Mammon’s mouth so that he wouldn’t blow their cover.
“Lucifer thinks he’s so slick,” Satan noted with a shake of his head.  “I knew he was lying when he suddenly told us that he was going to the kitchen.”
“But I guess you could say he wasn’t lying about ‘getting a snack,’” Asmodeus giggled.
“Honestly... Would it really kill him to get his goodnight kiss at the same time as the rest of us?” Belphegor sighed.  “We’re definitely calling him out on it next time.”
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oneshlut · 1 month
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Your Valentine (Veneer x Reader) [Headcanons]
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Summary: General Valentines headcanons for Veneer
Extra Info: Happy Valentines!! Hyperfixation on Veneer so why not lmao,, Takes place pre-canon! Since Veneer is such a difficult character to write for with reader inserts and whatnot, I tried to keep the reader's occupation and all up to interpretation. I'll work some stuff out if someone requests meeting and crushing headcanons!!
Believe me when I say that Veneer is an absolute sucker for Valentine's Day. As a kid, he adored making his own letterbox for the holiday in class, and even as he grew older, he loved giving Valentines gifts to his friends, and especially Velvet! Velvet never really participated in the holiday other than wearing pink, but he didn't mind.
As you probably know, he also loved being the center of attention. Being absolutely spoiled growing up, receiving at least five valentines every year, then upping the rate of valentines he received as a pop star by at least 1000%, Veneer wasn't taken out of the spotlight often. This caused him to become a bit of a brat when it came to receiving gifts.
However, Valentine's Day quickly became a bit of a bore without a real "valentine". The letters he received began to repeat themselves, repeating the same phrases over and over.. couldn't his fans be a bit more creative than just "be mine"? Veneer would rather just buy gifts for himself at this point.. which wouldn't be too bad of an idea. Ooh, maybe he could get those new pair of shoes he's been seeing everywhere!
His perspective on the holiday quickly changed, though, as soon as he found himself a valentine. Well--a future one, he supposed. Who could turn the Veneer down, anyway?
And so, we introduce you to the scenario. You were the one to change his point of view, you were the one he wanted to spend Valentine's with. Of course, he denied his feelings at first. Why would he even think about romance? He had a job to do! Which was to be famous! And sing! And.. other things-! Veneer didn't have the time to date--especially if he had to present himself as taken to the public.. Ugh, that was way too much work. Not like he was nervous about being rejected or anything, he wasn't allowed to be..
As of the week before Valentine's Day, the two of you were "just friends". That's what you thought you two would ever be. He's.. Well, you're sure he's got better options than you. He was famous, for god's sake! And you were.. you were sure he didn't like you back. And how wrong you were.
Veneer definitely got a lot more fidgety as the holiday was approaching. It started out with the simple tapping of fingers, to bouncing his legs, then to wrapping his arms around eachother (via stretchy limbs). This nervous behavior wasn't going to just pass over Velvet.
Velvet was used to Veneer being nervous sometimes--especially before a big show. It got annoying for her to deal with all the time, but this jittery side of him was extremely new, and suspicious. He wasn't his usual sassy self, and the thought made Velvet even more irritated than usual.
When Veneer was confronted by this behavior by his sister, he immediately shrugged it off. Stage performances definitely helped with his acting for this scenario. Outright denying his sister of his strange behavior--despite the video evidence of him fidgeting during interviews--he quickly changed the subject, drowning out Velvet's interjecting voice. Okay, now she was pissed.
Not for long, though. Considering their upcoming performance in five minutes, Velvet took a deep breath and acted rationally for once. Even throughout the performance, Velvet could still tell something was off about her brother. Whatever--she had better things to worry about than her lame brother. Velvet could care less, as long as Veneer didn't mess up their image or anything.
And with that, Veneer was in the clear. But still extremely nervous. It was now only the day before Valentine's, so he had to ask you today or never. Why was he even nervous? He was confident about himself in every way, the thousands of gifts sent to him throughout the week proved that he deserved to be adored, why wouldn't you think the same?
Well.. thinking of it more now, you treated him more than just a celebrity. You saw him as a person--someone with feelings, someone that deserved to be treated with kindness. You always brought that point up to him when Velvet would treat him poorly. The fact that he deserved more. He never really got your point--after all, Velvet was his sister! That's what siblings do, they fight, they tease, and they have to do everything together. If he wasn't what Velvet wanted him to be, who was he? Veneer didn't get your point until now.
So--that was the main reason he was nervous. You saw him as his true self, accepted him as his true self, and.. you were aware of his flaws. That's what he was afraid of.
Either way, he persevered. Veneer isn't one to back down from something, especially when he's already committed with money and all. That's right--he went classic! A rose of your favorite color, a box of your favorite chocolates, and the nicest accessory he could find in the most expensive-brand store in the city. Unfortunately, shopping for Valentine's items in public as a famous celebrity drags a lot of attention to him. He normally loved the attention, but going shopping without his sister wasn't a great look on the news. Especially when it would eventually track back to Velvet herself, who didn't give Veneer permission to leave. But that was the least of his concerns at the moment.
News spread fast in the city, so it didn't take long for it to reach you aswell. Hearing that Veneer was out shopping for a Valentine's gift for his valentine made your heart drop slightly. You shouldn't have been disappointed, it wasn't like you were expecting anything. Nevertheless, the thought.. upset you. Clicking your phone off of the news website, you put it away, sighing outside of his door.
It took a bit of searching, but Veneer eventually found you outside of the door to his room. Why would you be here, of all places? You also seemed to be pretty deep in thought, not noticing him at first. He tapped your shoulder, and you immediately jumped, snapping out of your daze.
Honestly, Veneer was the last person you expected to see at the time. You figured he would be off to meet his valentine, busy with someone else to confess and--.. and suddenly the pieces started to come into place in your mind. His hands twisted behind his back, the rosy color that covered his cheeks, and the way he avoided eye contact. With that realization, your face flushed the same color as his did.
Saying that Veneer was anxious would be an understatement. When he gets nervous, he tends to overuse words like a middle school girl, confessing with multiple "like"s and "literally"s. It's funny, don't worry.
And if you accept? Well, he knew that you would. Totally. That doesn't stop him from overreacting, though. At the simplistic words of "Of course", he immediately loops his arms around you multiple times. Again, via stretchy limbs. Overjoyed, you embraced him in return. Veneer couldn't be happier at the fact that he was your Valentine.
He'll deal with Velvet's fury later.
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factual-fantasy · 3 months
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28 Asks! Wahoo! :DDD
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XD I'm glad you like him! This makes me want to make some lore for the little critter. Some of the other imps and cats have lore, so Armpit should too!.... Starting with giving him a proper name <XDD
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Oooo pretty song! Though I'm not sure what they'd think.. :0 They might just enjoy it in general and not have much thought afterwards <XD
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Google seems to say that that's a scary game, I'm sure they'd be too scared to play <XD
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I feel like what it would take for Bonnie to yell at someone is if they were yelling at him. But even so.. I just don't know if that's how Bonnie is..
Like if say, Monty was really barking at Bonnie for how he's behaving and just shoving everything in his face. I'd like to think that Bonnie would eventually blow and yell back something like "I DON'T CARE" or "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IM GOING THROUGH".. Buuuutt at the same time.. Bonnie is mellow and kind by nature.
Seeing Monty yelling.. he might just shut down even more. He's so tired. He's tired of everything. And now Monty's yelling about something and its all just.. so exhausting. It might be easier for Bonnie to just stand there and not say anything and wait for Monty to get it all out of his system and then leave. Fighting back is just gonna make Monty yell more and cause more drama. Bonnie would give up in an argument pretty quickly and just stand there until the other person is done yelling.
And what's Monty gonna do? Push Bonnie around? Bonnie is way heavier and stronger than him. Pushing him/encouraging Bonnie to get physical is just gonna result in Monty flailing about and Bonnie standing stiff as brick.
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I've never seen that movie(..?) before so I cant really say.. But judging by Google images, it looks really cool! And it has a lot of cats in it XD
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I remember them! What a whacky cast of characters :00 My favorite is probably the Monkey XDD
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I've never watched any of the Ghibli movies although I really should 💔
Now considering all the stuff I've heard/seen about those movies.. the food looks delicious, and the lands seem peaceful..?? They all might camp out for a while in one of those worlds and just bask in the peace and quiet.. 😌
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XDD Hey I see that digital circus reference!
Although they didn't have any rides like that fortunately, and STAFF bots didn't exist when Foxy was still in service. If a kid had an accident of some kind, whether it be an injury or a uh. "Spill".. It was probably Foxy's job to alert an employee and they'd come in and clean up the mess and/or whisk the injured child away so Foxy could go back to work.
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If you go to my blogs post search and type in "super mario bros", you should find 99% of all my Mario artwork!
If you have any trouble finding it don't be afraid to send another ask- idk if ur on mobile or PC it might be different <XD
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Seam could have known how to do that perhaps..? But his powers were never meant to hurt people. Seam was the court Magician. He would just use his powers to put on these beautiful displays and show off these bizarre tricks and shows. (Usually along side Jevil to add extra flare and humor to his performances)
Although... technically you could say that he did use his magic to harm once. I don't know if it counts as a hex.? But he did lock Jevil away in a magical cell made of his own magic... does that count? :0
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Yeah that was the intention. Seam, that Older imp and the two cat ladies worked under the King directly. So they wore these beautiful robes and headdress things to show their status. Jevil was the court jester so he just wore a jester outfit.
If Jevil had any other role he'd probably be dressed all fancy just like them. :0
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Yeah <:( for a lot of reasons.
For many years talking has hurt Seams mouth and face, obviously- So he's resorted to mumbling and talking very quietly. After years and years of doing that his voice cant be great. When the stiches were removed I can imagine him raising his voice and it just sends him into a horrible coughing fit. Plus those holes in his mouth are still there, and they cant feel great to be stretched around..
I can see him struggling to make certain sounds. Like the word "cheese". He'd probably cut off half way cuz the holes were stretched and it felt like a punch to the lip. :'(
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That's a good question... I think at least for now, Seam just wants to cover it up.
Underneath that wrap.. his face is pretty messed up. Its not just his eye.. I imagine that the eye hole also didn't heal great so I don't know if they could even put in an artificial eye. It might hurt Seam or make his face really sore.. Plus after the eye was in, he'd just want to cover it up with a bandage anyways..
So for now, he just covers his face and doesn't touch the wound. And I don't think he'll have the courage to mess with it anytime soon... :((
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I have not :/ But I have seen ads for it EVERYWHERE. So I am aware of its existence. XDD
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I've never heard of that game no.. but Googling it, I can say that I love the art style! :D
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Awe,, Thank you so much!! :DD
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Possibly! :000
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Aww.... nah that would destroy anybody.
I mean if they absolutely had to for some reason, like they could never return to the surface because if they did they would die.. They would survive underwater for a while. But then eventually they'd run out of supplies and they'd starve or the octopod would stop functioning after a while..
Also MAN they would all be ruined mentally. Never being able to see their families again. Never being able to feel the sun on your skin or breathe in fresh air. Being stuck underwater for the rest of their lives would destroy all of the Octonauts. Save for possibly Inkling, but even then being trapped down there and all your friends are miserable would wear on Inkling too..
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Maybe not the whole playground. But I can easily see Christmas/holiday themed decorations being hung up around the Daycare :)
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Hmm.. I hadn't planned/thought about something like that... But that's a really cool idea! Perhaps at one point they were pursued through dimensions :0 Terrifying!
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@kiyuktuk
Which "Wapeach" are you referring to? If you're talking about the ship of them, Mmmm nahh,, I don't think they'll ever be a thing..
Are you referring to "Wapeach" as in the peach wearing that purple outfit with the long purple boots? If so I don't know what to make of that <XD
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Judging by Google images.. they'd see the desert wasteland, turn right around and jump through another mirror. <XD They need to find food man!
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Bad Endogeny! No! Don't stab people's legs! >:(
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Never heard the song before, but I'm sure Jangles would be up for it! XD
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XDD 1 Jangles is powerful enough, the world cant handle 2-
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@beryl-shade
Jangles would be in awe of his idols. Sans and Papyrus would probably be wondering why this 3ft(??) tall plastic Halloween skeleton decoration is alive and talking XDD
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Oh! No no, Cici is Bibi's little sister. I don't think I'll be making him a girlfriend any time soon <XD
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I'm cautiously excited. I always love to see more FNAF but I'm worried that they might twist the lore even further and make things even more confusing... <XDD
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maleyanderecafe · 2 months
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Hi! I've been craving some yandere content that's not manga, webtoon, manwa, etc. Do you have recommendations that are movies, tv shows, maybe some kdrama too? Just not manga, anime and the sort.
Sorry this one took a kabillion years to answer. Back in October, Cherry and I basically had a yandere movie month where we would just watch a bunch of movies that were labeled as Male Yandere movies because horror month (which is unfortunate for me because I don't really like horro movies). Anyways, besides the short list here that has some TV shows, here's some stuff we watched. Some of this will be later put in as recommendations, probably on Tuesdays.
Hush Little Baby- we're going to start out with some lifetime movies because they're low calorie and turn off brain fun to watch. About a neighbor kid who comes in to babysit the main character's kid only to cause problems to the entire family.
Swim at Your Own Risk- another lifetime movie. About a swim team girl who has a fling with the swim couch after taking a break with her boyfriend. Things go wrong as the swim couch gets obsessed with her.
You Belong to Me - another lifetime movie. About a lady who finds out that someone is stalking her and tries to figure out who it is after they try to murder her boyfriend.
Addicted/Obsessed- Addicted is the korean movie and Obsessed is the English remake. About twins, one of which is married to the female lead, where they both have an accident. The husband dies, however, the other seems to have been possessed by the husband.
LadyHawke - older movie, but the yandere is the main villain. About a main character who escapes prison and finds a couple who is cursed to turn into a wolf and hawk respectively during the day and night, fated to never be together.
Well Intentioned Love- Chinese drama, though the yandere portion only really shows up in the first season. About a girl who has lukemia and has to have a contract marriage with the only person who can give her a doner bone marrow match. Driver is best character.
Disco Pigs- Pretty surreal movie in some cases. About two childhood friends, Pig and Runt who love each other as Pig becomes more and more obsessed with her as the movie goes on.
Labyrinth - I probably won't write a recommendation for this one because the yandere portion really only shows up in the song, but it's still a fun movie with David Bowie. I even read the comic for it just to check but the yandere portion seems to only show up in the song.
The Boy - I actually watched this with another friend that was obsessed with wallmen, but its a pretty fun movie overall. I think most people know this one though. About a lady who moves in and babysits a doll while trying to escape her abusive ex.
Within - also another movie I watched with my wallmen obsessed friend. About a family that moves into a house that turns out to be haunted in one way or another.
What If…Dr. Strange Lost His Heart Instead of His Hands? - Sorcerer Supreme in general in general seems like a yandere since his entire goal is to just bring back Christine at all costs. He also just generally shows up in other episodes of the What If? Series.
Heathers - I heard the movie version isn't nearly as yandere, but the musical version is for sure.
Phantom of the Opera- I'm kind of cheating with this one because it's like one of the OG male yandere stuff, but hey, if you haven't heard or watched it yet, well you know.
That's about it for now since usually Cherry and I don't watch a ton of movies. Might change after a while, but we'll see. Maybe in February we'll try to have a tv drama month to watch stuff.
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Lynn, what do you know about Tate Frost? I only know that he does not like liars, cats. He loves gambling.
{I'll be using quotation marks when using Mortis and Bile's lore. Seriously, they are amazing people. I can't thank them enough for making weird and messed-up characters that are also loveable. Lore and art provided below is by the wonderful creators mortisfox & bileshroom.}
[This is a bit of a hard one as Tate is in two projects. He was first introduced in Mortisfox's first game Purple and Frost Bite is set before the events of Purple. WARNING/TRIGGER WARNING (certain themes) Massive TATE FROST LORE drop!!]
"Frost Bite is set in 1995 and PURPLE in 1996. In Frost Bite, Tate is a butcher. In Purple, Tate chops wood and works on cars for a living. Tate is 6'1, his b-day is April 28th, he's 33 years old in Frost Bite and 34 in Purple. He's bisexual."
Why does Tate dislike cats? "he's just one of those cis guys who has never been around cats before and thinks they're weak and stupid. if Tate got a cat, he would hate it at first until it slept on his chest then he would take it with him everywhere and kill anyone who touched it. Tate just honestly needs to have a cat for a while. he'd still be a dog guy though."
"Tate LOVES to grill, but he's not like...the best at it. He sure knows how to heat the meat up enough for him to eat it but just barely, the bloodier the better! Tate would probably love someone who could cook for him though, anything to be lazier and still have food in him. But he's not very picky! He's usually a bit buzzed so pretty much anything you feed him he'll think is really good."
"so Tate would probably enjoy a feisty and rougher MC, especially if they're harder to kill cause he really likes the challenge."
Has Tate ever tried to track down or find out who his father was? "Tate's mom had a lot of partners before he was born, so she's not even sure who he is either. One of those random bar hookups ya know growing up, Tate wondered about it for a while but he lost interest. when he got older and has no desire to figure out who it is, at this point he's happier being independent with no familial ties, that way he can move around the country and not worry about connections. he likes to call himself a 'lone wolf' cause he's a dork."
Since Tate likes drinking, what kind of person is he when drunk? "OH lord he's usually really good at not seeming drunk when he is, but if you get him past that he gets REALLY handsy, very touchy, but after about an hour of that he becomes extremely sad and depressed, he has a hard time hiding that part of himself when he's shitfaced, but it does take a LOT to get him there and more than likely hed just pass out before that. He's not a violent or angry drunk at all though, if anything he gets more silly and nice."
Is Tate just, not interested in a real relationship like at all/ever, or is he open to it but it's just never really happened that he actually wants to stick around? "Tates has been very unlucky in love. he tends to get with people who arent really great people (not that he's any better), and he also struggles with feelings of caring or empathy for other people. I think in the EXTREMELY rare off chance he meets someone that's perfect for him that he doesn't just want to kill, the relationship most likely wouldn't last long cause he'd be the one to fuck it up. Tate's current mindset is that relationships are more trouble than they're worth and he'd rather just fuck around with people, but I wouldn't say him getting in a relationship would be impossible."
Who or what was Tate's first kill? "Tate's first murder (he was 18) was an old girlfriend (whom he lived in a trailer with at the time) who he caught cheating on him, they did not have a good relationship- often having screaming matches that lasted hours, so no one thought much of the screaming while he hacked her up with an axe."
"another bit of Tate's baggage He's always at least 25% drunk, but he gets these very depressing episodes and becomes very suicidal, these don't last too long, maybe a few days to a week, but they're very bad for him."
"anyway lore drop Tate has a younger half-brother (on their dad's side) Dean or 'Coyote' as everyone calls him, they'd never actually meet in canon but Tate would hate his guts lol"
Does Tate eat meat raw? Or does he prefer them cooked? Is he messy when he cuts meat up? "Tate loves meat that's been cooked for all of 15 seconds, the bloodier the better!! he also loves to just eat with his hands anytime he can, he doesn't care what other people think of him so he just does that in public."
Is Tate a cannibal? "yep, and there will be a lot of those themes in the game! we'll be putting a content warning when the game is released, but just in case that's not something you're into heres your heads up."
Is Tate good at aftercare? What does he do for it and how would he react to a mc that cries after sex from all of the brain chemicals and such? "Tate, being the man he is, doesn't think of aftercare all that much mainly because he doesn't have sex in a lot of places that allow it- usually in his truck or a closet or backroom of some sort, BUT on the occasion he does end up in his trailer or your place he'd very much be the "no talking I'm holding you" type of aftercare, if you can really call it that lmao. BUT if the mc was a crier after sex, he might be a bit more gentle, more back rubbing and if you're real lucky some forehead kisses that he won't talk about the next morning. (though he does enjoy the sound of pleasured crying so it might just turn him on again)"
Does Tate enjoy warm cuddles all night long or is he more of the 'needs his space' type in bed with only some cuddles? "Tate is very much a 'grabs onto you and doesn't let go until he is awake' type, even worse is he a very naturally hot person so I hope you can stand sweating buckets all night."
What is Tate's ideal type of partner? "Tate is one of those people that gets very easily bored with any one type of person, he's very selfish and doesn't care much about anyone else's feelings. Like there are certain things that draw him to someone: -shorter -shy timid people -people he reads as prey -small soft hands but he doesn't stick around any one place for too long and he has trouble forming real relationships (not that it's impossible, it would just be difficult lmao he is VERY stubborn)"
Why did Tate become Slasher? "this isn't going to be touched on in the game, so ill answer it since it's not a spoiler! Tate doesn't really have any specific trauma or mental illnesses or any real reason to be like he is, he just does what he wants. He sees himself as an animalistic predator that wants to hunt and he gets excited when he kills people. he hunted a lot when he was younger and grew up doing that and it just escalated into adulthood and it went from hunting animals to hunting people because they're smarter and have a high capacity for fear, which he enjoys seeing. he thinks of himself as a wolf. but this isn't to say he's just a wild animal, he's actually very charming and can convince people to trust him easily. The game takes place around 1994-1995 too so it was a little easier for him to get away with things and he moves around a LOT from state to state. I imagine the state that Frost Bite takes place in is the new england area, but he's originally from Louisiana and he's actually in another game that takes place about a year later and he's living in California in it (Purple) -fox"
[Lastly...We now have pics of not just Tate or that one of his mom, but of his dad and half-bro! Also if you think Tate is huge, think again, because his old man is giant!]
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therealcocoshady · 26 days
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Recovery - Chapter 25
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Eminem x FemReader Fanfiction
Summary : Em has trouble handling the breakup when Jamal shows up with bad news.
Tags : ANGST, Comfort
MARSHALL’S POV 
The hardest part about grieving his relationship with Y/N was that he didn’t really have anyone to talk to about it, since they hardly told anyone. The only people who knew about the breakup were Talia, Jamal and Hailie. For obvious reasons, he didn’t feel like telling his daughter how sad he was over a relationship she didn’t approve of. Jamal had actually reached out a couple of times, saying that he was sorry it was over with Y/N and that he was here if he needed to talk, but seeing as he was his ex’s roommate, Marshall didn’t feel too comfortable with the idea. 
Ever since the breakup, a couple weeks ago, he was in a state of constant mood swings : he would find himself in his bedroom, staring at the ceiling for hours, before being overcome by anger, followed by deep sadness. He was fifty-one, feeling like a heart-broken teenager, lonely and sad in a huge house whose every corner reminded him of Y/N. It was the most depressing place in the world and yet, there was nowhere else he’d rather be. This led him to do something extremely out of character : canceling studio sessions for two weeks and staying in bed most of the time. He also dodged most calls and failed to answer texts - not that he was too good at keeping up with it anyway. Most of the time, he wondered where Y/N was at, what she was doing, how she was feeling. The sadness he had seen in her eyes as they parted ways haunted him. 
It was sunday and, as usual, he was having his kids and their significant others over for family brunch. He tried his best to put on a happy face but to no avail. 
Dad ? Are you even listening to me ? Stevie asked, interrupting his train of thoughts. 
Sorry, I wasn’t, he admitted. Mind repeating ? 
I was thinking of getting a pet snake. I just don’t know which one yet. 
That made him chuckle for the first time in a week. Stevie and pets - a greater love story than most. 
Don’t you have enough of a zoo ? He asked. It’s a lot of work. And don’t forget school. 
I know, Dad. “School is important, blah, blah, blah”, she gestured imitating him. 
Well it’s my job to remind you, he shrugged. Anyway, don’t count on me for pet-sitting. 
Me neither, Hailie said with a hint of disgust. 
Neither, Alaina chimed in. 
Fine, Stevie said as she rolled her eyes. 
Marshall went back to his thoughts, letting his kids argue about what kind of unusual pet was the worst : spiders or snakes. He thought about Y/N and how she would feel about the debate, knowing full-well that she had a phobia of both. 
It’s probably not too wise to have a pet snake with a baby on the way, though, Stevie said. 
This caused Marshall to spit his orange juice. 
You’re pregnant ?! He blurted out. 
Now we’ve got your attention, she said with a grin as everyone laughed. I’m kidding. 
Very funny, he said sarcastically. Thanks for the heart attack by the way. I’m not ready to be a grandpa just yet. 
You do know that Hailie and I are older than you when you became a Dad, right ? Alaina asked. 
True, he hummed. Stevie is not, though. You can’t have a baby, you’re still one. 
I’m 21, she said as she rolled her eyes. But relax, I don’t want kids anyway. 
That’s my girl, he said with a smile. 
All I’m saying is that you could be a grandpa someday soon, Alaina continued. Now that we’re married, Matt and I might decide to start trying. 
You’d be good parents, he said with a smile. I mean, I’ll never be ready for that day, but I guess a new addition to the family would be welcome. Not a snake, though. 
How about you ? Stevie asked. 
What about me ? He hummed. 
Well you broke up with Nicole months ago, but maybe you’ll be the one bringing someone new to the family, she said. We’re out of the house and we don’t want you to be lonely, right ? I swear, it feels like you’re not even trying… 
He stared at Hailie who tried to hide a scoff by faking a cough. Obviously, she had been true to her words and hadn’t told her sisters anything - not that there was anything to say anymore… 
Let’s put it this way, he sighed. There’s more chances of me getting a pet snake than bringing a lady into this family. 
His tone was dry and sarcastic. Now that Y/N was gone, he felt like he might actually end up alone. But in the end, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be with anyone if he wasn’t with her. The perspective of even holding the hand of someone else was rebutting to him. Hailie looked at him with a raised eyebrow. 
We’re short on pancakes, she said. I’ll make some. Help me in the kitchen, Dad ? 
That was a lame excuse, but he followed her anyway. 
What’s wrong with you ? She asked with a worried face once they were alone. 
Nothing, he said. 
Dad… You haven’t paid attention all day, you look like you haven’t slept in ages and you implied that there’s nothing going on in your love life when we both know it’s not true, she stated. 
There’s nothing going on anymore, Hay, he said dryly. Now, I don’t mean to be rude, but I would appreciate it if you waited for me to leave the kitchen before you do some happy dance of celebration. 
Don’t snap at me, she said as her eyebrows furrowed. 
Sorry, he said as he pinched the area between his eyes. You’re right. I am tired and I shouldn’t be taking it out on anyone. 
So… It’s over ? She asked calmly. 
Yeah. 
He didn’t bother commenting on the circumstances of the breakup. 
Want to talk about it ? She offered. 
I’m good, he said as he took her in his arms. I just need some rest. I’m taking a small break from recording, that’ll do me some good. 
I thought you were close to being done with the new album ? 
It can wait, he said. I need to chill for a bit. 
I’m worried for you, Dad… 
Don’t. I’ll get over it, he said. 
“Chickens they come they go”, she playfully sung his lyrics. 
Thanks for quoting the clean version, he chuckled. 
They shared a laugh. In this moment, he was grateful for his family and especially his daughters. 
6 WEEKS LATER
The two week break ended up turning into a month and a half long one. He came up with various excuses but in the end, it didn’t really matter. He didn’t feel like seeing anyone besides his family and he was in no mood to work anyway. Everytime he tried to write something, it felt like a disaster. His inspiration seemed to have run dry. 
However, his friends were persistent and, once they understood that he was definitely screening the calls, they took turns showing up at his place to make sure he was alright. The official version was that he was a bit burnt-out. He was not sure if he should come clean about his breakup. He was starting to feel the need to talk about it, to talk about Y/N. She had tried to call him a couple of times but he did not pick up. Not that he didn’t want to, though. He just knew it would hurt too much.
Jamal had also reached out a couple more times but Marshall did not answer. He thought his friend got the hint, but he ended up showing up unannounced, late one night. 
Anyone dies ? Marshall asked after greeting him. 
Might as well be you, Jamal answered. We haven’t heard from you in ages, man. And no offense, but you look deceased, too. 
Well… You know. 
They stared at each other in agreement. 
Can I come in ? His friend finally asked. I brought you some stuff. 
You didn’t have to, man. 
It’s just a pack of red bull, food Talia made for you, some beats for you to listen to and a care package. 
A care package ? Marshall asked amused. What are you ? My great-aunt ? 
Actually, it’s from Y/N. 
Oh, he simply said. 
He gestured for Jamal to come in and they went to the living room. 
Thank Talia for me, he said as he rummaged through the bags his friends had brought. 
Will do. 
Should I wait for you to leave to open the mystery package ? He asked. 
Up to you, man, Jamal said. I mostly came to check up on you. We’re all worried about you. 
I appreciate it, man. Thanks. I’m good. I just need some time to adjust, you know ? He said. 
I bet, Jamal replied. It’s going to be weird, not having her hanging out at the studio anymore. We all got used to her being there. 
Well, we decided to remain friends, Marshall explained. So, she’s welcome anytime. I know everyone loves her and I don’t want it to be weird. 
Jamal looked at him with a confused expression. 
You really have unplugged, haven’t you ?
Sort of, yeah. Why ? 
His friend kept on staring at him for a few seconds. It was uncomfortable and it felt as if he was about to tell him that a zombie apocalypse had erupted. 
Man, I don’t know how to tell you this but…. She’s gone, Jamal said. 
What do you mean ? Marshall asked. 
Shit. I thought you knew, or at least that you had a vague idea… I know you didn’t pick up her calls, but she tried to text you. Several times, his friend explained. 
What does it fucking mean ? He asked as he was starting to lose his patience. What do you mean she’s gone ?! 
We drove her to the airport this afternoon, man. She’s moving back to France. She just handed her doctoral dissertation and she pulled something to convince them to let her do the defense thing remotely. 
Why would she do that ? Marshall scoffed. 
Dude, she’s a mess, Jamal said. She wouldn’t get out of her room for days. She barely ate, didn’t sleep. Talia had to help her showering and shit. We almost sent her to a psych ward. She stopped talking for weeks. 
Why didn’t you call me ?! He asked angrily. Why am I just finding out now ? 
She made me swear not to, man. She couldn’t face you. When she took the decision to move back, we convinced her to let you know, but I guess you didn’t see the texts… 
She’s… gone ? Marshall asked again, in disbelief. 
Yeah. You should check the package, Jamal said. When she didn’t get any response from you, she prepared it and told me to give it to you once she was gone. I have no idea what’s in there, though. 
Marshall wasted no time and tore up the carefully wrapped bow to unveil what was inside. There were a bunch of envelopes and two presents. 
I can leave you to it, if you want, Jamal offered. 
I don’t mind, Marshall shrugged as he kept on staring at the content of the box. Fuck. I had no idea she would fucking leave… 
He went back to his unboxing. He opened a first envelope, that contained a few pictures of them, that she had printed : a selfie of the whole crew, taken on the first day they met - she was shyly posing next to him as he flipped the camera -, two picture from their time in the hospital - a selfie of her as she pointed to him asleep in a chair next to her bed and a selfie of the two of them laying in bed next to each other - as well as the selfies they had taken as a couple. He looked at the pictures for a long time, failing to believe he wouldn’t see that face again and that she was in a whole different time zone. 
In the second envelope was a printing of the “acknowledgement” section of her dissertation. Everyone she knew from the studio was listed by name, including him, who had a whole paragraph that read “To MBMIII, thank you for welcoming me with open arms and believing in me. This work would not have been possible without your help and encouragement. Thank you for inspiring me to believe in my dreams and to lose myself in the moment and own it. In doing so, I found inspiration but also who I am. I am forever grateful for you, more than words will ever convey”. He read the paragraph at least ten times. He couldn’t believe she had actually quoted his lyrics to thank him. This made him smile and almost tear up. His heart was swelling with pride for her finally being done with her work, as well as sadness. 
The third envelope contained a handwritten letter : 
“Dear Marshall, 
By the time you read this, I will most likely be back in France. I wish I had the chance to say goodbye in person, but you wouldn’t pick up the phone. I am not sure why, but I guess I can’t blame you. Leaving Detroit, a place I have called home for the past few years has been a tough decision - probably the hardest one after leaving you. I knew I would have to go back home eventually, but I decided to leave early because I cannot see straight anymore. Every street, every corner, every stone reminds me of you. I cannot sleep in this bed knowing I won’t wake up next to you. I cannot keep breathing and existing in all the places you made me feel seen, loved and appreciated, knowing I can’t feel you near. Every little thing is a reminder of what once was and will not be again. And being reminded that I once had everything and lost it is too much pain. But in truth, I am not writing this letter to complain, but to say thank you. You walked into my life when I needed support, and you gave me exactly what I needed : love, encouragement and inspiration. Meeting you is one of the best things that has ever happened to me and I will forever be grateful. Your generosity and everything that you are takes my breath away. But as I am writing this letter, I am reminded that I am only human, in desperate need of oxygen. I need to leave because I have to save myself from drowning. I cannot allow myself to hope that you will reach for me, as I foreswore that right - if I ever had it. I broke both of our hearts but I am hopeful that they can be mended. You deserve nothing but love, joy and happiness and I pray that you find it wherever you go, whatever you do, whoever you meet. 
I love you and I always will. 
Yours forever, 
Y/N
PS : I hope you don’t mind the cheesy quotation of your lyrics. I have been catching up on your music because I needed to hear your voice. Also, it is hard to exist without your talent and your way with words. 
PPS : I have finally listened to your whole catalog. Every single, every album, every feature. I did not think it was possible, but it makes me love you even more.”
Marshall could feel his heart sink as he read her letter. He could feel her sadness and her pain, her bleeding love in each word. He wished that he could reach her and pull her close to him. At that moment, he knew that letting her go was his biggest mistake. Tears welled up in his eyes. 
Fuck, he said. 
You good ? Jamal asked after a few seconds, reminding him of his presence. 
I… I guess. 
He finally opened the two presents. These were fancy packages from Montblanc. He scoffed, as he definitely didn’t deserve such a big gesture. If anything, he should be the one to treat her to the finer things in life, not the other way around. In the first package was a beautiful leather embossed notebook with a note written in pencil on the first page : “May you be inspired to fill these pages with good rhymes and good bars. I cannot wait to listen to the whole album. You got this and I believe in you.”. 
The second package contained a fancy, beautiful pen. From the looks of it, it was a collectible. The first thing he did with it was to write her name underneath her note, in ink. He needed her name to be there, permanently. 
By the time he was done opening the presents, he was openly sobbing and it didn’t matter that Jamal or anyone else was here. For the first time in ages, the pain in his chest was so real that he thought he would have a heart attack. He found himself bent in two, crouching on the couch, sobbing and feeling every bit of the pain he had tried to suppress. He closed his eyes and tried to breathe deeply. He tried to focus on happy thoughts, but he couldn’t think of anything. The only image in his brain was her face. 
FUCK, he screamed into the nothingness. 
Every emotion he had ever felt, every moment of pain and grief seemed to hit him all at once. His mom, his bullies, Ronnie, Kim, Proof, his overdose, Y/N. 
Fuck, he whispered under his breath. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 
It was all he would say. 
Marshall, he heard Jamal say in an echo. Do you need anything ? Anyone ? 
Y/N, he said as he kept sobbing. I need Y/N. I need her. I need to talk to her. My phone. Now. 
He heard Jamal hurry and rummage through the mess in his living room, trying to find his phone before handing it to him. He turned it on for the first time in days and he was immediately flooded by the incoming notifications that caused the phone to lag for a bit. He had about a hundred phone calls, a thousand unread emails and about fifty unread texts. Most of them were from his manager, his friends and his kids, but a few of them were from Y/N. She had really tried to reach out to him. 
From Y/N : I hope you’re doing well. I need to talk to you. Can you please call me back ? 
From Y/N : Please call back ? It’s important. 
From Y/N : I can’t reach you and I wish I didn’t have to tell you over a lousy text, but I’m leaving Detroit. I’m going back to France. My plane leaves on Tuesday night. 
From Y/N : I don’t know if you got my texts ? Or if you’re ignoring them ? I’d like to say goodbye. Can I come by ? 
From Y/N : You probably don’t want to see me. I’m sorry for disturbing you. In case you change your mind, my plane leaves at 6:35 PM. 
From Y/N : Boarding now. It’s my last text, I swear. Goodbye Marshall. I love you. 
There it was. Her last text. She had actually given him the opportunity to see her one last time. He could have held her. Maybe he could have convinced her to stay. But he blew it. He needed to call her and apologize. All he wanted was to crawl back to her. He needed her. To hear her voice. Anything. He tried calling but it went straight to voicemail. By looking at the time, he guessed she was on the plane and that her phone was on airplane mode. It was too late. 
He stared at the screen, feeling angry at himself. In a fit of rage, he threw the phone across the room and heard the screen break. Once he realized it meant he might not have her texts, he went to get it back. The screen was broken but still working. Once again, he felt mad. He punched the nearest wall. Then a painting. Then a mirror. In a matter of minutes, he found himself in a state, nearly trashing his living room. Jamal stopped him and held him for a long time before he stopped debating himself. Luckily, his friend was far taller and stronger than him, so he had no trouble containing him. 
Man, you need to calm down. Breathe. 
I can’t, Marshall replied panting. What the fuck’s happening to me ?! 
The tears started to flow again, as he realized he might be losing his mind. Jamal engulfed him in a hug - something different than their usual bro-hugs. This time, he felt like a small child crying in the arms of their parents. On any other day, he’d cringe, but he was deperate. 
I got you, bro, Jamal said. 
She’s gone. 
I know. 
It took a couple of minutes for him to be able to breathe normally and think straight again. 
Man, I know you’re my boss, but I’m talking as your friend here. Because I care. You need help. You’re not staying in this house by yourself, Jamal said. 
As much as he wanted to protest, Marshall found himself nodding. In the studio, Jamal acted as a soldier and did as he was told, but in real life, he had a presence to him and an authority that made people think twice before discussing his orders. 
It’s no Mathers Mansion, but you’re welcome to stay at my place, Jamal said. 
You don’t mind ? 
I don’t. You can take the couch or the guest bedroom. 
Ok. 
He went upstairs and started packing his stuff for a few days. As they stepped outside, he felt a sudden wave of relief. He had to get out of there. He needed to get away and recover, otherwise he would go crazy.
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djhanyuu · 4 months
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i have yeager brainrot *⁠.⁠✧
can't stop thinking about the brothers having a normal family with a (not really) wholesome life in a modern au! thingie so headcanons !
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★ I don't think Dina should be 💀 (too sad can't have that) Grisha divorced her cause it didn't work and later met Carla and they fell in love <3
★ I just want Carla to adopt Zeke and be the mom he deserves!!!
★ Grisha and Carla would often be bussy working so Tom Ksaver a really nice neighbor would offer to babysit Zeke, playing baseball with him and all that.
★Then Carla gets pregnant with Eren! just imagine the excitement in Zeke finding out he would have a brother, he would say something like "i'll teach him how to play baseball and I'll take care of him!!" baby 😭
★ I don't think Grisha would be the best of a father though (here comes the angst) ofc it wouldn't be THAT bad as it is in the canon but daddy issues give the yeager's character so I can't that away from them (at least i gave them a mom)
★ Since Eren was now born Grisha was the only one Working and having to bring more money to home so he was away a lot for the most part of his kids childhood and things started to get rocky as soon as Zeke was a teen
★ And maaaaybe it was because Grisha paid more attention to Eren in some ways since he was little.
★ I just imagine Grisha as one of those parents that are there but not emotionally involved with their kid, pays for stuff, although forgets about birthdays and special events (self indulgence moment) It's not that he doesn't love his kids but it feels like it sometimes.
★ Zeke's relationship with Carla wouldn't be bad but he would think that she loves more Eren since he's her biological son, although Carla would make everything what's on her hand to not make Zeke feel like that, she doesn't feel that way towards him either.
★ The brothers grew up close but as Zeke started to get older he distanced a little from his family, and poor baby (now a kid) Eren would knock on Zeke's door just wanting to play with his big bro while he's just in bed being an annoyed teenager tossing a ball towards the ceiling and then catching it with one hand.
★ He grew up playing baseball in a local team then dropped it as a teen.
★ He probably started smoking around this age too (16 or so) to fit more into the rebellious teenager persona.
★ However he wouldn't give that much of hard time, he would do great in school and would try to avoid conflict, inside of him he would just want to make his dad proud just to hear a "good job" from him, even a hug.
★ On the other side i think the real trouble would be Eren.
★ Coming back to Grisha not being the best dad, things would repeat and as Eren grew up he would get less involved with his kid.
★ But Eren wouldn't be like his brother at all, he would fight back, get into arguments with his family regularly, skip classes, fail them even, the overall rebellious teen thingy, i don't think it would be soooo bad, just his parents trying to explain that he is doing things wrong but him not listening and making a scene and complaining about them not letting him be free!!!.
★ Grisha and Carla would give up at some point letting Eren do his thing, that would usually be playing games ,spend time with with friends and smoke 🍃
★ Once in a while he would feel bad about his behavior mostly because of his mom, he knows his father being an asshole sometimes is not her fault, and he would go silently to apologize to her and be a mama's boy.
★ Carla would hug him and tell him that it's fine and that they love him nonetheless.
★ With his conscience clear he would roll one up because he is convinced that he deserves it (this man??)
★ Armin and Mikasa being his childhood friends would try to keep him with his feet on the earth when they feel he's getting too lost.
★ Armin and Zeke would get along really great and the younger would see him as a fraternal figure too.
★ I imagine the relationship between Eren and Zeke like a totally realistic and healthy brother brother relationship, they can't stand each other but are best mates and love each other (i don't really know i don't have siblings)
★ Eren coming home from School just to tell Zeke to play some videogame have an amazing time then not talk for a week.
★ I also think they would smoke 🍃 together sometimes. Eren would be smoking in his room with towel at the bottom of the door, then he almost throws the joint out the window as he hears a knock on the door (he is not allowed to smoke inside ofc) but just as he hears Zeke's "it's just me" he relaxes and let's him in.
★ Zeke would ask for some puffs or something and they would end up on Eren's bed looking at the ceiling and getting sensitive and philosophical talking about ife, the only time they would actually show affection towards each other.
★ If Zeke asks for some puffs once in a while, Eren asks him for cigarettes constantly, and just to mix the 🍃 with.
★ Zeke is definitely more caring towards Eren overall (big bro thingies i guess)
★ They will totally team up against their dad A LOT and have each other's back. Grisha would be scolding Eren for something and Zeke would nonchalantly get into the argument to defend Eren just to piss his dad, and Eren would just be like "look! It's not my fault even Zeke says so!!!" and then Carla would scold all of them and it would actually work.
★ As they became adults they both started to look much more like grisha, especially Eren.
★ At first sight they don't really look like each other, but it's just because Zeke's beard, if he shaved it would actually be much more obvious that they are related.
★ Eren likes to annoy Zeke saying that maybe he would be the pretty sibling if he shaves.
★ Zeke would start working as a bartender or something like that to try and help bringing money at home but probably would try to achieve something bigger like resuming baseball to be a coach or something like that.
★ And i picture Eren taking whatever job his brother previously left or ending up as a dealer (it's funny to me okay?)
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Sorry if this is kinda a mess! I'm not used to writing and putting my thoughts together like this and i feel like i can go on and on and on and forever about this so that's all <3
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You know what, I'm caving.
Dally rant cause I'm gonna go insane If I don't say anything at all. (Based off of seasons 1 and two. Spoilers for a little bit of season two, and MAJOR SPOILERS for season 1!!!! Seriously, dont read this if you haven't seen season 1-)
So everyone already knows percedals goal in season one, and I'm quite certain he says it often too. "I want to become a legend."
A very fitting goal for a knight, but it never sat right with me. These are mainly how I intemperate some of the scenes in the show, and I know a lot of people will probably disagree with me, but is dally ok? Like. Is he actually OK?
I get that Knights and soldiers are ready to put their lives on the line and everything but dally was 16. He was a teenager. To be able to easily use your life as a shield for others? To stay fighting while people run away from the danger? At 16???? Are we sure he's good mentally????
Something I noticed in season one is how dally is usually the first target for most of the filler villains, or he'll have a moment where it focuses on him and the filler villain. My best examples being the ugly princesses and the black crow. In season 2 you can also bring up cassis from episode 22. It's a reoccurring theme, usually played as a joke, (Cursed princesses episode especially), that dally gets the brunt of the joke.
In season one, it's often played as humorous when he gets hurt, with him being the comic relief of the show. I often took it as "look, dally keeps on getting hurt!! We're showing you how the seasons gonna end!!!" I can't remember the correct word, foreshadowing I think? Anyway, he gets hurt a lot, and it's not taken as seriously as it is in season two. It's actually interesting, because he's definitely taken more seriously in season 2 than in season 1. How in s1 he'll be mocked and he'll be a little mad about it, but in s2 he'll get mocked and he straight out says that he's not being taken seriously, a great example being in episode 17 near the end of the episode (my favorite episode cause of his and evas fight, haha). He grows more of a voice and shows how he's unhappy with how he's treated.
You could even say that he got better mentally in season two. And it all goes back to his goal.
Becoming a legend.
Something I never see anyone talk about is how he phrases his goal. It's not "I want to be a legend when I'm older", no, it's "I want to be a legend." He doesn't want it in the near future (though I'm sure he'd be just as fine with that), he wants it as soon as possible. I would have less of a problem with his mentality if he was. You know. An adult. And even then, I'd still have a problem with it.
But he's not an adult in season one.
He's 16.
He's a 16 year old that's ready to die.
Knight or not, that isn't a healthy mindset to have.
In the season finale when dally saves amalia and Evangelyne from Razortime, I don't think "Knights save princesses" was his only reason.
Obviously it's also because those are his friends and he cares about them more than he says he does, but to me there feels like there's another reason as well.
This was his ticket to his goal.
To finally mean something
To finally be more than just some screw up iop.
To finally do something that truly matters.
Because he knew. He knew what he'd have to do to become a legend. "Legends never die" people say, but he knows its the memory and their spirits that live on.
To become a legend, you have to die doing something memorable.
And he always knew that.
And this,
Saving Eva, saving his friends,
That was the perfect way to go out.
He finally fulfilled his purpose that he put onto himself.
In his eyes, he finally did something worthwhile.
He was ok with dying from the start, I don't think his friends understand that enough.
Anyway, that's what I intemperated! I'd love to see what other people think about his character, though!!!
Thanks for reading my rant!!
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Official references with colors/age/extra info for Finch in the Window!
This is more or less a master post to keep everything organized!
These are just the rough refs but lined and properly colored, along with one for Splinter that shows him in his suit ( I'll add a ref of him in his naval uniform later ).
Anyway this is gonna be the master post for this au since the comic is coming out soon!
The ROTTMNT rural au is set in 1930s-40s Japan and is essentially just an au about the boys living in the Japanese countryside and dealing with the effects of pre-war ( and then later postwar) Japan. I'm making it in the same vein as Grave of the Fireflies, This Corner of The World and The Wind Rises in that it mostly deals with the effect of the war on citizens and how it upended their lives in the smaller ways ( rationing, losing loved ones, etc )
I'm putting a lot of research into this au, but of course if there as anything that needs to be changed or is wrong please let me know.
Time to ramble about some design choices!
Starting with Splinter: he's totally human in this au, but has much of the same personality as Rise Splinter, save for the movie star thing. He's a lot more contemplative, I think. His first outfit is a simple suit - Japan in the 1920s and 30s was starting to introduce more westernized fashion, at least for the men. Many women still wore kimonos, even in the cities. Since Splinter is a decently high ranked officer as well as moving from the city to the countryside, he would definitely have a suit. I also think that color wise, he has a more subtle blue-grey palette than everyone else. Because I just thought it looked nice. Later on in the au, as he settles into country life, he typically wears a yukata around the house. He also has another outfit, which is essentially just an old naval uniform that er wears to work in the garden. He's 30 at the beginning of the au, in 1932, but since that's when we see him the most I haven't added his later looks just yet.
Raph: so Raph is kind of the main character in this au. He's the eldest and originally he's the only one who really knows what's going on. In my original design he was a bit shorter, but realistically he's probably a lot bigger than all his brothers. Design choices! So, when they were kids Raph typically didn't wear a shirt at all, though sometimes when they went to the village he would wear a yukata and some simple monpe pants. He prefers just wearing an undershirt and the monpe pants, since he's ripped a lot of yukatas with his spikes. He also tends to roll his pants up because he doesn't like when they touch his ankles.
Donnie: so Donnie is the older twin to me always. He's a little taller than Leo, too, but it's barely noticeable. He has super thick glasses that Splinter had to really work to find when he was young , thankfully the prescription was good enough. Nowadays there's a yokai doctor in the village that can help with that stuff. He gets cold easily and tends to bundle up with a more traditional yukata, except he ties the sleeves up to keep them out of the way. He also typically wears monpe pants to do the housework. He does most of the household chores along with Mikey. They're really close due to spending so much time together. He also sucks at sewing.
Leo: Leo is hard of hearing, but usually only has trouble when someone speaks too quietly or there is too much stimuli, like the rain or thunder or things like that. He also has a tendency to wander around their farm at night and frequently falls asleep on the roof. He wears a combination of undershirt + monpe pants and a regular yukata. Typically its the undershirt and pants combo, even when he goes to the village. He also gets cold easily and has a bad immune system, but he still helps Raph with most of the outside labor. Mostly cause he's reckless. He has a long-standing friendship/rivalry with Usagi Yuichi, who I have left out of this post for now since we won't really see him in the comic til later. Leo is great at sewing and has made most of their clothes/patched them up.
Mikey: baby of the group, and spoilt rotten by EVERYONE. Mikey wears mostly a yukata with monpe pants that he rolls waaaaaaay up. Leo keeps telling him to just wear shorts, but Mikey is stubborn asf. He does a lot of the cooking, since Donnie taught him. He is also the closest with their father, if only because he used to spend the most time with him. Yoshi gave him his hat for safekeeping and Mikey has barely taken it off since. His favorite food is watermelon! Mikey is very interested in humans and likes to sneak away to the nearby human village. He also likes to go into the yokai village with Leo when he can.
So that's just me rambling about design choices, clothing things, stuff like that. If anyone has questions I'd be so willing to answer! Keep an eye out for announcements about the comic within the next week or so!
EDIT: here's some helpful links for this au
Finch in the Window comic
Apples Leosagi fanfic
FITW Comic (social media version)
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The most common Bloodborne fanart mistakes
We all approach fanart differently! Most people draw characters simple and get the point across, with any alteration being down to art-style. Some people willingly take artistic liberties based on their preferences. And some people try to be very accurate to the canon, to the point where they feel sad upon finding out that they've been unaware of something (like me and all three of my fans fsjfhjds). The latter is often caused by both lacking spread of good references and artists using fanart of other people for the reference rather than the source material. If you also belong to this category of fanartists with me, here are some of the most common fanart pitfalls to avoid!
Lady Maria's eye colour: It is a somewhat frequent mistake to draw her eyes blue! In reality, her eyes are very pale green, even a little desaturated, so, greyish-green:
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Henryk's skin colour: In the game, it is hard to know unless you deliberately zoom in his face, and even then it might be accidentally blamed on the lighting! I especially see this mistake in Eastern fanart. Thanks to a dataminer Zullie the Witch though, we can know for sure that he is brown:
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(Here ( x ) is the page with all sliders)
Little girl's ribbon: Most drawings depict this one as simply... well, white ribbon. It can be tied around a braid, a ponytail, or simply rest on whatever other hairstyle. But in the game both the icon and the way it is worn by Messengers features a layer of frills:
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Only one daughter: Gascoigne and Viola have two daughters: one, younger, is the little girl that used to wear the white ribbon which we never see, and another, older, is the one we can talk with later and see dead.
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She is not an obvious encounter, and it certainly doesn't help that her little sister doesn't mention her! There are many fanarts that only depict just the little girl whereas the intention is to depict the whole family, and some even use this older sister's design for her, though, as a result! Two of them existing is also confirmed by the voice credits:
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Micolash's hair: This is probably the most obvious case of people using existing fanart as a reference. His hair is purely black and somewhat messy, even curling somewhat!
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But it is a common fanart thing to give him brown, 'pointy' hairstyle. I think it is sorta 50/50 though because black hair is hard to work with in art, and sometimes 'brown' is just a way to have better colors in general! Lighter color is needed, and simply lessening it to 'dark grey' can just feel not so satisfying. It is an error usually if he is like.. idk, next to a character whose hair IS drawn as black, so there is an obvious comparison.
Adella's hair colour: She has a reverse problem! Commonly drawn with completely, no-shade, pure raven black hair, exactly what Micolash's hair is, when hers is simply dark brown:
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Edgar's hair colour: A frequient one is depicting him as that 'yellow' type of blond, when in reality he is strawberry blonde (if not somewhat a redhead):
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Yurie's hair and eyes colour: I've fallen for this one myself, and it took me some time to withdraw from, so it is better to just not do to begin with. However, it is simultaneously 'the most widespread mistake' and 'not a real mistake' since this character is bald; although her data states she is a blonde, only her (rather fluffy!) blonde eyebrows are observable. Her eyes are grey, like with plenty of the characters in Bloodborne!
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Fanart of her almost exclusively depicts her with black hair and blue eyes, though. Again: technically she is bald, and colour of eyebrows might not match head colour, so the real error is only when artstyles that color eyebrows and eyelashes darken them!
+ Possibly this happens because her name is mistaken for Japanese name Yuri. This is not true: the existing name Yuri is written as ゆり or ユリ, whereas this character is named ユリエ. This little fucker エ at the end is not silent, and this is the key: she is yu-ri-YEE, not yu-REE! Also, ユリエ would be a Japanese spelling of the name Julie - Czech, French and Danish variant of the name Julia. I personally think this is most likely, since Yharnam is heavily inspired by Czechia!
Brador's beast hyde: It is hard to call a frequient, because fanart of these characters together is not frequient... xD But I've seen a few instances of Brador wearing his beast hyde while next to a Laurence who is still alive and a human. This is not possible, since Laurence was the first Cleric Beast, and the hyde Brador is wearing IS that of a Cleric Beast:
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We can not know whether Brador killed Laurence or someone of the following clerics since Soulsborne hates clarity and Miyazaki drinks my tears and my tears alone jfhdfhsdhfdhs But we can conclude for sure that he only has this hyde after Laurence was killed. (Naturally, in some types of fanart, this doesn't count! For example, the 'everyone is here' types of fanarts or simple shitpost doodles do not have to be strict to the timeline! In fact, they should not be, lol)
"No-Beardor": Again, this is sensitive to the time context and intention: it counts when the intention is to depict his 'invader' state as it is during the game! Naturally, bro probably shaved more than once in his life fhhhdjss I think it is the fault of a particular "screenshot" of him going viral as a reference for him, when in reality his invader and jail state features a rather noticeable beard:
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Gratia's clothes: Again, not a popular character to draw, but at some point a fanmade Wiki claimed that she is wearing Yharnam Hunter's set! This found the way in fanarts of her, when in reality, she is wearing an altered Old Hunter set, wearing a cap instead of a wide hat and missing the large flowing cape and her left glove:
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Arianna's hair and eye colour: Her eyes are often drawn as either blue or brown, when it reality, it is, strangely..... purple? Meanwhile, there is a frequient fanart trend depicting Arianna with her alien baby in which her hair is still yellow, whereas in reality her hair loses colour after the event:
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I've actually made the exact same error the one time I drew her with her kid :') This situation ties Arianna with another important character, Annalise, who used to be a redhead and has lost her hair colour in connection with her pregnancy, presumed aborted. I elaborated more here ( x ), but the point stands: this change is impossible to spot in the game with its dramatic fucking lighting dfdsfsgdfs It is something only really spotted through data analysis!
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I think that's the most frequient ones! There is really no problem in taking artistic liberties, but there is a category of artists that do not really want to and there are details that just can't be spotted in the game by normal means! And some errors can be painful to look at, like white blue-eyed blond Henryk fanart :pensive:.
In recent couple of years, we are being spoiled with awesome references thanks to dataminers and bloggers that spread the information! As for ER fans, they are actually having it easy since dataminers started to expose all the models right away whereas BB fans had a long 'dark era' xd But in general, Soulsborne games are built around the idea that no one will be able to beat the game alone; we all gotta communicate online through the notes other players have left! This mentality further travelled into understanding the story of these games by exchanging the information we've found.. And like, what I am trying to tell is that I am very happy that the same mentality of cooperating spreads on creativity as well! All the references here are the result of awesome dataminers hacking the game and being kind enough to share with the community! There are many more things such as model rips, internal filenames and super handy screenshots galleries that sometimes help to not only create a more accurate fanart, but also to even understand some extra lore! Yeah, like Arianna's hair hinting at a very important plot twist about Cainhurst. x) My point is!! communicating about what we have noticed with other fans is how these games existed and formed the coolest community, and fanart might be not different. What I shared here is just a really small portion of what can be used, and someone found this post useful, I am happy!
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Lore? Lore? Lore for the poor?
Could you perhaps spare some marriage au lore for a poor soul?
Lore about Mezalia? Lore about Pixandria? Random culture lore?
Hello and welcome to World-Building Central! where the feral brain rabbits never stop running!
I did just post my Joel Character Design post, so if you haven't seen that yet it's here and is honestly as much about Mezalean style in general as it is about Joel in particular.
I'll ramble for a bit now and we'll see what we get XD it'll probably be more character based than general world-building, since that's where my head is at today, but we shall see!
Mezalea has two primary exports: Fish and terracotta. They also make some of the most beautiful pottery, but that is less of a significant trade resource.
Fishing in Mezalea has been the main livelihood of approximately half the population for a very long time. Fishing and sea-travel (mostly for merchant-ing reasons) are the primary focus of the coastal towns and villages, while inland it is mirrored by the terracotta quarries. This caused a brief tension when they first encountered the Ocean Empire, not because the Seafolk have an objection to eating fish, but figuring out who had rights to the waters and where Pixandrian and Mezalean territory ended and Oceanic territory began. (Was Joel basically traded for fishing rights? Well it wasn't not a factor :) )
Mezalea and Pixandria have a long history as allied nations, though that alliance has become a lot closer over the past handful of centuries due to Joel and Pix's friendship. There are some cultural similarities, both being desert nations with some seafaring tendencies, though there are plenty of differences too.
Pixandria has a somewhat interesting relationship with the other empires at large, due in large part to Pix's tendency to randomly show up in other empires, regardless of treaty or alliance status. No one in the Pixandrian government admits to this, but they are pretty sure that their Emperor sometimes forgets where they are in time and who they are currently having more tension-ridden interactions with. If this is actually the case or if it's just Pix being a troll, no one knows.
The WRA starting to call the Ocean Alliance the Cod Alliance is a source of amusement for Pix. He doesn't mind at all, Jimmy has very much been stepping up as a leader of the alliance recently (and they are all very proud of him) It's that kind of mostly fond amusement that older people get when they see younger people "reinventing the wheel" for lack of a better term. It's new to them but it's not new. A mixture of vicarious joy in the discovery of life and the world and "ah, the youth"
Pix is very fond of this generation of rulers in general. He thinks that, if the world is kind, they will all be able to accomplish great things, due in no small part to their much closer bonds to each other than their predecessors. While the Ocean Alliance has stood as a wonky little family for centuries, most of the more land-based empires were much more business-like with each other. So while politically and personally, his relationship with the Wither Rose Alliance is not the friendliest, he is very proud of them for what they have done.
One of Pix's titles is "Bringer of Storms" and is the other main reason, beside his absolute obliteration of war as a cause of death among the common folk, that he remains as Pixandria's ruler. If your priest-king can summon rain in the desert, you keep him. (This is not a standard ability of their priests or their kings and, along with the immortality, is a distinguishing feature of his.) He is usually very responsible with this power, and maintains an awareness of its impact on all surrounding ecosystems. Occasionally the urge for mischief does override good sense, but its mostly fine.
Pix is the only person outside the Ocean/Swamp and its Royal family who wields a trident, and the only one outside the Oceanic Royal Family who's trident is imbued with the level of enchantments it has. The landlocked empires consider this an odd quirk of his. The Ocean Alliance empires are more aware of the cultural significance of this and the indication of adjacency to divinity and treat him accordingly.
This is why Pix was the first person to make peaceful contact with the Ocean when they first emerged and were basically greeting everyone with murder. The ability to wield an enchanted trident guaranteed him safe passage and respect.
The Anthill and The Oasis are the two centers of Pixandria. The majority of the population actually lives in The Anthill, which, much like its name suggests, has been hollowed out into a series of tunnel-roads and cave homes. Most actual houses have at least one wall built into the outside of the mountain, but some people do choose (and it is usually a choice) to go full cave-dweller in the interior.
The Oasis is primarily a trade center and space for growing crops and tending to bees. Embassies and guest houses are also here, to host travelers and representatives from other nations without allowing them access to many of the more vulnerable citizens.
Pix developed the Oasis town himself over the course of the reign, but The Anthill was already ancient when he was born.
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