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ugh why must I be always so repulsed by my own vulnerability but I find it very moving and impressive if other people are vulnerable with me????

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Crowley's mask is a raven skull and I can't stop thinking about it

Okay, I know the “Crowley is Malleus’s father” theory is controversial and a lot of us are tired of hearing about it (and I don’t fully buy it myself).

But...there's one detail I can't stop thinking about. And it has to do with Crowley's mask not just being a corvid mask, but a corvid skull mask.

Hear me out.

Book 7 spoilers ahead.

Skull Wrapping

So...I love paleontology. No degree, just a fan. And one trend in paleoart that has fallen out of fashion and been criticized is something called “skull wrapping”, where recreations don’t take soft tissue into account.

Here's an example of modern animals drawn the way some paleoartists draw dinosaurs.

(Here's a reddit thread with people talking about it. Art by C.M. Koseman.)

All this to say, skull wrapping and the presence of soft tissue in art is something I'm always looking for.

Crowley's Mask

I didn't think much about it with Crowley's mask originally, because he WAS only character who wore a mask like this, but now we have something to compare it to.

There’s some kind of trend or historic in Briar Valley (possibly only among the military, since Maleanor is not masked) to wear animal masks representing their clans.

But when we saw the other Briar Valley masks, I found myself wondering why they look so different from Crowley's.

Then I realized it’s because the Briar Valley bird fae masks have implied soft tissue, but Crowley’s doesn’t.

In the above example, you can see it particularly around the nares, which are completely exposed, but also distinct soft tissue around the eyes and cheeks, whereas Crowley’s is completely exposed.

(Crow from Wikipedia and corvid skull from Wikipedia commons)

So, from this we can possibly infer that Crowley is from Briar Valley and is from a clan of bird fae (specifically crows or ravens, though to my knowledge the distinction does not exist in JPN and the word for both is karasu / カラス / 烏), but also there's a clear direct association with death.

Raverne

Now...the only other character we know that this may be true for is Revan/Raverne, Malleus’s father, who went missing on a diplomatic mission during the human incursion and is presumed dead.

I’m admittedly not a huge fan of “these characters have some superficial similarities and therefore must be related”. There is probably more than one bird fae in the world. But that Crowley is implied to be a bird fae and also "dead" (metaphorically or otherwise) is just really. interesting.

Theories

I don’t think he’s going to be Malleus’s father. Personally I’m betting on uncle, OR my personal fave theory that I've seen here on tumblr (can’t remember from who 🙏) is that Raverne is dead and Crowley is the phantom who possessed him during overblot, becoming a new being that is neither the phantom nor Raverne.

In Conclusion

Even if there is no Raverne connection, I do think it's cool that Dire Crowley is set apart from other fae* we've seen by being associated with death at the school where everyone arrives by stepping out of coffins for their symbolic rebirths RIP (*Disclaimer that hehe may not even be fae, but unless there's another fantasy species we haven't seen yet, I feel like this is a fair enough conclusion on its own.)

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🤔

Bye

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And after seeing the "behind" I think all fours might be the Ideal birthing position for you.... Moaning into a pillow while you push hard and squirm your hips, swollen breasts brushing the bed and leaving wet spots...

My face shoved into the bed just like how I was bred 😌 my hole opening little by little as the head slips from my cunt. My screams muffled as my lips spread around the head and my contractions stop right there. Fluid leaking down my belly to my chest where it joints the milk sputtering from my tits. Hot hot hot. How about you ease some of that pain and start licking my clit?

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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

What’s the lie your character says most often?

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?

What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?

What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?

How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?

What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

When do they fake a smile? How often?

How do they put out a candle?

What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?

What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?

Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?

Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?

What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?

What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?

What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?

Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?

What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?

How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?

What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?

How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?

When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?

If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?

How do they greet someone they like / love?

What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?

Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?

What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?

What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?

How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?

What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?

If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?

What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?

What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?

What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?

Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?

Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?

What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?

What’s a phrase they say a lot?

Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

Who would / do they believe without question?

What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?

If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?

What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

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high school is soo funny in hindsight. the entire time you're there thinking it's the most important period of your life and then the second you're out you're like well that was fucking stupid

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Digging this from the grave to remind everyone that Malleus jokingly offered to kiss you during his first Valentine's return gift. The fairies' gifts he was talking about were beauty, song, and true love's kiss.

They never did anything as brazen as this one anymore the next Valentines' LOL. Malleus was too aggressive and everyone received a restraining order

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WIPs

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some tiny ship drawings of Lydia, Fiona and Kasper

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Don’t mind me, just fantasizing about feeling my baby getting painfully low into my pelvis during a road trip. Shifting uncomfortably coasting down the highway. Aches getting stronger and persistent, shifting from back to hips to middle. Subconsciously splaying my legs open, rubbing my belly to calm an impatient little one. Nervously biting my lip when I feel warm fluid gush between my thighs, dampening my bottoms and car seat. Squeezing those same thighs together to keep to keep the head from fully crowning once I feel it. After all there’s still several hours of driving to do.

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Don’t mind me, just fantasizing about feeling my baby getting painfully low into my pelvis during a road trip. Shifting uncomfortably coasting down the highway. Aches getting stronger and persistent, shifting from back to hips to middle. Subconsciously splaying my legs open, rubbing my belly to calm an impatient little one. Nervously biting my lip when I feel warm fluid gush between my thighs, dampening my bottoms and car seat. Squeezing those same thighs together to keep to keep the head from fully crowning once I feel it. After all there’s still several hours of driving to do.

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this over due baby head has been crowning for 2 days now 😩 push it back into my opening so I can re birth it for you, sir. PLEASE!! I want your seed out of me!!

the baby will come when it comes. why would i interfere? you’re just sick of stretching, aren’t you? you want to make the burning stop even if you can’t make the contractions stop. well keep dreaming. i like watching you stretch too much to let it stop.

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"It's coming out!" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "I have to push!"

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average book 7 experience

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[A3!] ★ Main Story | Act 15 - Painful RE:bake | Episode 2 - Portrait / Keiku Karashina

--Whatever. Anyway, I just wanted something easy to understand.

My everyday life is boring and tasteless. At some point, I realized that I was just less sensitive than others.

If we’re talking sweets, I like them sickeningly sweet with lots of cream. I don’t really like wasabi, but I like mustard. Whether sweet or spicy, I like extremes.

It’s not just with my taste, it’s with everything. It’s hard for me to scoop out my feelings.

I’m also not great at non-verbal communication, or whatever they call it. And because I think like this, it’s annoying and confusing and frustrating for me to try and figure out what to tell other people or how to tell what other people are thinking behind their words.

I started feeling nothing but unfulfillment while doing group activities with the other teenagers I’m forced to live with, even though I didn’t want to, just because they’re the same age as me.

Life’s full of things that are hard to understand.

When I see all these people living their lives in such an incomprehensible world with such unconcerned looks on their faces, I can only wonder.

That’s why I’ve started only seeking tastes that are easy to understand… and communication that’s easy to understand.

For example, things like this--.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Vulgar Young Man: --Gh.

*Keiku takes his phone out of his pocket*

Keiku: …Communication completed.

*Notification*

Keiku: …

momo: “Log on as soon as you see this”

Keiku: ?

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Iv has entered the chat.

Kar has entered the chat.

Kar: Sup

shiki has entered the chat.

shiki: Did something happen?

momo: You’re never gonna believe how great things turned out!

momo: Somehow I got a famous influencer to join my theater troupe!

shiki: That’s great! Congrats!

Iv: damn, congrats

Kar: Who’s the influencer?

momo: Have you ever heard of Ibukichi?

shiki: My friend follows them.

Kar: I’ve probably heard of them

momo: It’s kinda crazy, I never thought a famous person like that would join! 

shiki: How’d that happen?

momo: They ended up wanting to do theater after seeing a MANKAI Company play! It was like fate!

momo: MANKAI Company’s Tsuzuru-san promised he’d write us a script if we find two more people, so we’ve just got a little more to go!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Keiku: …Seriously? 

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

momo: So, what do you think? Will you guys reconsider joining my troupe? Kar: Nope shiki: I can watch your performances, but not actually do it, sorry. momo: I figured~... momo: Then will you at least come and see our play once the troupe successfully forms and decides on a performance to do? momo: I’d love to meet you guys IRL at least once! Kar: Nope shiki: I’m interested, but I don’t know about meeting up in person… I’ll be supporting you from the shadows. Iv: samesies Kar: Good luck tho

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Keiku: (...Well, not like we can actually meet.)

Keiku: (If they keep being persistent like that, I might gotta drop ‘em… Or I could just do it right now.) 

Keiku: (It’s chill, and it’s way easier when it’s over text. No back and forth, just straightforward communication.) 

Keiku: (But it doesn’t have to be them…)

Keiku: …

Keiku: (Well, whatever.)

*Phone rings*

Friend A: “What’s up?”

Keiku: I need to stay over today.

Friend A: “I mean sure, but you still haven’t gone back home?”

Keiku: I’ve never gone back home.

Friend A: “Liar.”

Keiku: (This kinda shallow, meaningless communication is still easier.)

Keiku: (I’ve got no clue what this guy on the other end of the phone is thinking right now, or why he always lets me stay over. Not like I really care.) 

Keiku: (At least I’ve got a place to sleep today. That’s good enough. No problems here.)

Vulgar Young Man: Wait…

Keiku: ?

Vulgar Young Man: Tell me your name…

Keiku: Damn, almost forgot. Thanks.

Keiku: My name is… Nachi Komada of “Wolf”~!

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“Wow, how far along are you?”

This question will be one that you get used to. For two reasons.

For one, you’re just going to be pregnant a lot. Being a fat breeding cow, I’ll obviously be breeding you as often as I can. So, you’ll have an answer. People will never accept your answer, however. You say you’re only 4 months pregnant, they say you must be further along. When you insist, they insist you must be having twins or even triplets then, and that they must’ve just missed it on the ultrasounds. When you’re 8 months pregnant, they’ll tell you that you look like you’re about to pop, and ask how many you’re having. Whatever your answer is, they’ll always think it’s more. Even if you were having twins, people would insist you must be having triplets or quadruplets, that there’s still no way you’d be THIS big. But you will be. Cause you’re a swollen, fat, fucking breeding cow. And I’m going to make sure you satisfy every pregnancy craving, as soon as you have it. I’ll insist on you having seconds or thirds at meal times, make sure you really eat for two. And if I think you’re not doing a good enough job, I’ll tie you up, and *make* you eat more. You’ll only get free once I’m satisfied that you’ve really gotten enough calories down.

Secondly, you’re always going to look like you’re pregnant. You’ll have a big, round belly. Milk-filled, fat tits. Wide, thick hips. A big, fat ass. Chunky, child-bearing thighs. So, people will think you’re pregnant. You’ll just have to tell them that you’re not, at least, not at the moment. As they look down to your belly, and back to your face, embarrassed, you’ll get used to giving that big gut a pat, explaining that you just can’t seem to lose the weight between pregnancies. As if you could even lose that much weight in 4-6 months. You fat, fucking cow.

You’re just good for breeding and feeding, piggy. —————————🐽 Eat up 🐽—————————

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Okay, but what if, after graduation, all the students band together and create a gigantic contract that states that, after their deaths, their respective UMs are to be given to Malleus, so he'll never be alone?

The contract's paper received protection from Vil's Fairest One of All, so it's basically indestructible (it can only be broken after Malleus himself dies).

Future Malleus tries to use everyone's magic at least once per day.

It's a Deal, Off With Your Head, Bind the Heart and Split Card are very useful for his daily activities as a ruler, he uses Oasis Maker to water his garden and help in times of drought, I See You is mostly used to keep prized possessions in check and Sleep Kiss has saved plenty of people.

The more destructive abilities like King's Roar are mostly used in times of peril (or when he wants to be petty and dramatic), and the same goes for Bet the Limit. Shock the Heart, Laugh With Me and Snake Whisper are very useful for intel gathering or pranks.

He uses Unleash the Beast whenever he visits a colder climate or just wants to change forms without turning into a dragon (he becomes a black wolf with green eyes, very fluffy). Doodle Suit is often used to make food taste terrible (he misses Lillia, even his atrocious cooking), while Fairest One of All protects all gargoyles frim erosion.

Far Cry Cradle is used to reminisce fond memories, and he likes to use Meet Me in a Dream to visit Ortho, who is still alive. He LOVES dashing around with Living Bolt.

He can't exactly use Gate to The Underworld, since it's hereditary and troublesome, so Idia gave him an indestructible tablet with a custom gargoyle game and a "Idia Mode" (the tablet makes annoying remarks, like "GG Folks" or "This RNG really is awful").

BONUS:

Malleus: As your King, I hereby declare that the Senate is to be immediately disbanded.

Senate: WHAT

Idia Tablet: LMAO. Sucks to suck!