#ʚ HC

[kurooangel]

masterlist. part 1.

★ kuroo tetsuro, who smirks and winks at his girl every single time he scores in one of his matches .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who is so sickeningly in love with you. he talks about you to his teammates, who can't help but roll their eyes and tease him about it. "you're just jealous y'all don't have a girl like mine" .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who doesn't stop rambling about volleyball. you don't understand anything, but he looks so cute and excited telling you about the sport that you just nod and let him keep rambling. "I am boring you, rig-?" "no! tetsu, please, keep going" .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who needs to have you in his arms. he is just scared that you leave him like his mother did so touchy. you'll always have his warm hand on your waist, hugging your shoulders or playing with your beautiful hair .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who's your study buddy every single time you have an exam. he will absolutely tease you about it, but he helps you with his charming smile and an arm wrapped around your shoulders .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who cuddles with you in your study breaks. kisses all over your face, comforting words about how great you're doing it and that you'll do a perfect exam. he always stops you when you go a step further though. with his damn smirk, of course. "focus on xylem parenchyma cells" .ᐟ

★ timeskip!kuroo tetsuro, who when arrives home late night, always will kiss and cuddle you as an apology. kisses all over your face, toned arms hugging you tightly and thousands of "I missed you, baby" .ᐟ

★ timeskip!kuroo tetsuro, who loves to spoil you rotten. do you want that cute bag? he'll buy it to you in three different colours. he doesn't care how many times you tell him that you don't need more, you're his woman, you deserve everything .ᐟ

[mejaemin]

bf!jungwon headcanons

day five of my valentine’s day countdown! ♡

wc: 1.5k

summary: self explanatory!

warnings: definitely very rushed and not proofread (you will probably find more than a few mistakes), fluff, very lovey dovey n flirty, the second to last one is very suggestive !!!

an: happy birthday jungwon !!!! one out of seven of my first loves in kpop is getting older :333 i hope it was spent full of love, here is this to celebrate !!! (adding colored text later)

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bf!jungwon who’s drawn to your presence, gravitating towards you even without noticing

you’re both very normal about not needing to be all over each other, mutually agreeing that it’s okay to have space sometimes

however… just because you guys came to that agreement doesn’t mean you have to listen, right?

he says he’s not clingy, yet he somehow always ends up by your side

“i’m not following you, i swear! i just.. ended up here!”

you’re at a hangout with jungwon and his friends, and you’re sitting on the couch with sunoo when all of a sudden you feel a head on your shoulder. platonic skinship is common between the eight of you, so you didn’t mind, but the feeling of said person’s head nuzzling into you like a cat immediately raises a flag as to who it is.

“wonie, are you tired?” you look down at him, running a hand through his soft locks.

he looks up at you from his phone, a content smile on his face as he shakes his head. “no, i just.. actually, i don’t even know when i came over here. i think i was on autopilot. i just felt like sitting down for a little.”

you giggle before returning to your conversation with his friend. jungwon relaxes into your side, perfectly okay with just cuddling into you while you chat. the day started off as a hangout for him that you just so happened to tag along to, meaning he would be more focused on his friends (which you didn’t mind), however he still manages to find his way to you even when that wasn’t the goal.

bf!jungwon who isn’t afraid to kiss you when you’re wearing lip products

you were used to dating men who would avoid kissing you when you had something on your lips, so you avoided wearing them around jungwon, assuming he was the same

however, he’s sitting with you while you do your makeup, and he sees your entire drawer full of lip products.

pulling it open, he looks through the piles in shock.

rather than saying something problematic, all he does is ask why you don’t wear them, and letting you know he doesn’t mind having a little tint on his lips

you’re sitting at your vanity doing your makeup, and jungwon pulled a chair from the dinner table to sit with you while you do so. he’s fairly quiet throughout the routine, watching intensely in a manner eerily similar to that of a cat. every once in a while he’ll ask a question or two, nodding at your response before going back to his trance.

after a while, it falls into complete silence, save for yours and his humming to the music playing and the shuffling of your hands and various makeup products. it’s quiet but comfortable, and jungwon finds his head falling against your shoulder as he falls in and out of sleep.

eventually, you pull open your lip drawer, sifting through the products before changing your mind and shutting it. he sits up in shock at the sheer amount of products in there, gaping before speaking up. “you’re not gonna put anything on your lips?” his head tilts.

“no, i don’t want it to bother you if i kiss you.” you pinch his cheek, shaking your head.

“oh please, i don’t mind a little bit of lip gloss. come on.” he opens the drawer, looking through it before he finds a shade he likes and pulls it out, taking your chin between his hand, he applies the product. pressing a kiss to your lips he pulls away to look in the mirror, rubbing what came off onto his own lips in. he admires the look, “see? i look good with a little pink anyway.”

bf!jungwon who is reminded of you with every little thing

he may or not be a little obsessed with you…

every time he goes out, he finds something to take a photo of for you, saying something like ‘us<3’ or ‘this is so you :3’

it could be something as mundane as a strawberry, but seeing it will trigger the thought of you

he was never an impulsive spender, but once you started dating, he couldn’t help but blow his money on everything that reminded him of you

you’re minding your business, laying around at home. jungwon is out with friends, doing whatever they might do with one another while you stay home. you just weren’t up to going out, so you let him go on his own. he felt bad, but you forced him to go on the agreement that he’d send updates throughout the whole day.

he said he’s on his way back now, and when you scroll through the messages from when he was out it brings a smile to your face. he has many photos of random things like his pretzel that was shaped like a heart, and a cat shaped puddle that was on the sidewalk. many other photos were sent of stuff you liked that he saw in stores, all captioned with the same ‘:ooo’ or ‘you want this?? it’s so you !!! :3’. it was the cutest, and you told him to leave them but when your front door opened, followed by the loud noise of crinkling shopping bags, you knew he didn’t listen.

he makes his way to you, a sheepish smile on his face as he sets the bags down in front of you. he gives a haul of all your gifts, animatedly explaining why he got them. the last one is kind of strange though, as he pulls out a container of expensive strawberries.

“um.. i know we already have strawberries, but i saw them and they made me think of you, so… we have more now?” his cheeks are flushed, but you kiss right over it at his cute tendency to buy something at the mere thought of you.

bf!jungwon and his lovely shoulders <3

his shoulders are your favorite thing about him, and for good reason of course !!!

they’re perfect for resting your head on when you’re tired, and he’s always willing to give one up for you

some people never skip leg day, but he never skips shoulder day because he knows how happy they make you

seeing the definition in his shoulder muscles when he takes his shirt off too… lord

the pool party you’re having with yours and jungwon’s friends is going surprisingly well, yours and his friends mixing very well. it’s perfect, and you’re all getting along well. right now you’re at the outdoor table with your friend and sunghoon under the umbrella, talking about god knows what when you see jake and jungwon reach for the water guns. the older fills his up, and your boyfriend begins removing his shirt before following suit.

“yeah, and it’s so dumb because why would…” you trail off, zoning out at the sight before you.

his back is to you, muscles flexing as he pulls his shirt over his head. your mouth falls open without you realizing, your eyes trailing over every chiseled line and divot in the muscles in his back and shoulders. his skin is smooth, glistening under the sun. you’re brain is already turning to situations where he’s over you, and your nails leave dark red lines across the smooth skin, drawing blood as he…

sunghoon’s hand waves over your face, completely unamused at you. “save the heart eyes for after we go home please, god.. and i thought i was bad with the zoning out..”

bf!jungwon who wants nothing but time with you for his birthday <3

it’s a little corny, but when you ask him what he’d like for his birthday the only thing he says is that he wants you!

no gifts, no material things, only you to hold and love on

of course he’s grateful for whatever you buy him anyway, taking the best care of his gifts

but his favorite is you being by his side for what he hopes is forever

jungwon’s bedhead is ridiculous as he sits up in your shared bed, the blanket falling to reveal his bare chest. you sit down on top of the sheets, leaving kisses all over his face and lips before setting down his gift bags next to him. you also have a miniature cake, decorated with paw prints and cats.

“happy birthday wonie!!! i know you said no gifts, but i can’t help it.. i went to the store and just went crazy!”

you stick the candle in the cake, lighting it before singing to him. his smile is bright, albeit tired, as he enjoys your voice. once done, his eyes shut, and he blows the candle. when his eyes open, he swipes a finger through the cake to eat.

“thank you so much, lovie, this is all so amazing.. you know what i wished for, though…” he whines, putting the cake down in the nightstand to pull you into his arms and onto the bed.

“hmm, do i?” you giggle.

“yeah, you do.. all i wanted to do was spend it with you, y’know? you didn’t have to spend any money… just stay with me, right here…” he hums, already getting sleepy. you don’t mind, giving him what he wants, you, and more simply because you can’t help it.

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[anth4rax]

Why is this my first WindSpirit post on my account ToT

[lordtengensfourthwife]

just thinking about how amazing dad! gojo would would be ... >ᴗ< !!! the type of dad to pick her up and spin her around as his daughter runs to him with open arms ... the type of dad to be a guest at one of her tea parties while sitting in a super small kid chair that he's CLEARLY too grown for ... the type of dad to let his daughter braid and put little bows sporadically through his hair ... ♡ OH MY HEART !!!♡ ⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

[calibersword]

would griefer even like vocaloid

[kaveehs]

gojo “i don’t spoil my s/o” satoru after casually giving you 10k, taking you out on a unlimited shopping spree, and renting out one of the finest restaurants in the city just to eat alone with you

[ausrache]

mali is cursed. it's not even a hypothetical or a theme in her story, or even something i as a narrator have decided; she is cursed. her existence, in all verses, is an annomaly — one that she deeply despises. being different is not something that sparks joy! in no way, shape or form has it ever brought her joy or relief. neither whilst she resided within her birthplace nor whilst having become of the mortal plane, walking amongst humans. it has always put a target on her back. it has always made her feel so incredibly isolated. it has always made her so incredibly . . . lonely.

mali is cursed with loneliness, in itself.

there is perhaps not another individual with an experience similar to that of hers & she hates it. she wishes she could relate to more "human" stuff; to more "normal" stuff. she wants to be normal. but she feels like she can never be normal in a way that counts & makes her unite with others.

on top of that, you have the many fates that are linked with her chess piece. those who pulled the strings have put her into existence with a red, bright 'x' upon her soul — making her the prime target for so many others hunting her down.

it manifested in the z'ail'tha glyph that binds her to destruction.

it manifested in the poet who took her original body & power.

it manifests in the way she dies inside every time she smells human blood & feels her mouth watering.

it also manifests in the way that she never shows that pain. always swallowing it down, never showing the extent of her burdens.

[kurooangel]

── DAD HEADCANONS.  ✦ ft. kuroo tetsuro

content: fluff (smut in a few). timeskip haikyuu. masterlist!! atsumu's vers.

ᯓ kuroo and you have a big family. four beautiful children (three boys and a girl), and you didn't even realise of how he convinced you. his sweet touch and, well, his special technique got you into this. you're not complaining tho. ★

ᯓ of course, your children love volleyball. kuroo takes them to matches and watch them on tv while he is sitting on the couch holding the kids. they usually fall asleep, but at least he tries. ★

ᯓ even if you are parents now, his libido is still very high (as always), so he has to wait until all of them are asleep and prays that any have nightmares that night. "you're being so loud, sweetheart. you're going to wake up the children. talking about kids... do you want me to put another one inside you?" ★

ᯓ he always takes the children to the park when you need to rest or some time alone. he cares about you a lot, more than he should sometimes, so kuroo will always be there to entertain them while you have some rest. ★

ᯓ he misses a lot having you bent over the kitchen counter, riding him on the couch or against the fridge. since you have children, the only place where you can do it is on the bed and sometimes even in the shower. so when he sends them to a summer camp, get ready. old habits never die. ★

ᯓ kuroo marks you, he always have done it and you've never complained because, well, you love it. but when your elder son started worrying about the purple mark you had on your neck... he started doing it even more. the way a light blush cover your cheeks and you get so nervous makes him fall for you even more. ★

[giftgvr]

Charlie drinks her morning coffee black, she enjoys being able to experience the rich and varied flavors that come with all kinds of different blends, she can also tell the quality of them by taste. If she'd like something sweet to go along with it, she has a little pastry or treat as a side.

She only really gets sweet lattes around holidays or seasonal shifts, as she likes the gimmicks. Thinks they're fun! Pumpkin spice being her favorite of the bunch, of course!

[jizzlords]

PLEASEEEE it's 2am and talking to clarke about precious makes me realize. as someone who wrote angel and hyperfixated on fat nuggets ... mentioning the fact of valentino getting fat nuggets for angel.

THE PARALLELS BETWEEN VALENTINO AND OZZIE AGAIN. i remember making a post calling out the similarities valentino has on ozzie. and this one!! this one... valentino getting angel fat nuggets as a means to pacify angel on the damage val did.

and in the relationship that is ozzie and fizz? ozzie finding precious behind the club and bringing her to fizz (knowing fizz has a soft spot for animals). no strings attached. he just knows how much it'd mean to fizzarolli. then they ended up having what, 9 kids (dogs) because ozzie can't tell fizz no. plus, he understands how much it means to fizz.

[hoshigray]

gojo #1 hottie, i feel like nanami would like her too. i feel like he'd appreciate how she carries herself and slowly dabble into her music. he wouldn't be as a big of a fan as gojo but pretty close.

- megan anon

no megan bc you're so right!!! Nanami would most definitely give her a listen or two, like it's outside his fav genres, but he'll give it a try!!! However, I think he likes the vulnerable side of Megan bc she rarely showcases that. Like, here me out: I can imagine him listening to her music at home (bc Gojo kept pestering him to do so), and he starts out liking some of her songs!!! then he stumbles upon B.I.T.C.H, Flip Flop, and Anxiety, and it just changes the way he views her and makes him respect her tenfold 🙇🏾‍♀️🙇🏾‍♀️ like plzzz I see it!!!

Oh yeah, he's def not a big fan like Gojo, but he listens to her on the side, maybe even scrolls on IG to see her photos and videos with her commentary (lowkey, he loves her voice?? 😳😳) GASSSSPPP omg what if he likes her pics and Gojo pokes fun at him about it bc Gojo is Megan's stalker and ALWAYS likes stuff on her socials!!?? KEHEHEHEH POOR NANAMI PLEASE

[pastellmochi]

hellooooooo the yumepilled mutual ever. tell meeeeeeeee something silly / fun abt your favourite f/o or yumeship (no pressure. none. blinks at you slowly like a cat... no pressure though) nevertheless i do hope you had a good day

HELLOOOOO HIIIIIIIEEE THINKERPILLED MUTUAL EVER !!!!!! i hope your week is absolutely wonderful as well aoaoaoa <333 im always really happy2 hear from you !!!! and no pressure 2you but if you wanna trade silly facts ab yumeships i would love2hear about youuurs 🫶🫶🫶‼️‼️‼️

kenta and sal (me/my s/i :33) design a virus together kinda like BonziBuddy or you are an idiot because they miss the old internet <333 !!!

hc kenta brags ab doing shock site speedruns (this does not impress anyone) and proposes they do one together for a first date . also theyre 4chumblr

along w that before they officially met sal had kenta’s verse in one of gokuluck’s songs as their ringtone , which goes off multiple times when they first meet while sal is interviewing him …

kenta i like to hc is multilingual but mainly just uses it to insult people in vc in their native tongue , but sal is just happy to find a tagalog speaker and they learn tagalog together :]

sal and kenta get to know each other by showing each other the worst things they’ve ever created, so kenta reads their fanfiction + sees their old art and music and sal is the first who gets to hear the first tracks kenta made when he was like 13 <333

kenta has tried to hack sal’s phone and succeeded but its almost useless because nothing is organized / labelled properly or works because they have so little storage (thousands of copies of the same files/tabs!!) so the phone just constantly crashes and wont open anything. the only thing that is able to opened is the notes app in which sal logs every single thought that they have but its incomprehensible and disjointed to everyone including them

they both are a bit standoffish / not used to physical affection but what they are comfortable with starting out doing is hair care stuff !!! so like sal rubs coconut oil in kenta’s hair or styles it and kenta cuts sal’s hair when it gets too long and their brothers (who donot like him lol) aren’t around !!!

sal is anemic so they’re very cold all the time while kenta is warm all the time !!! itd be nice for them to cuddle but sal likes sleeping on the floor without a blanket or pillow cause then they get too warm and kenta might kick people in his sleep (or just while awake)

in the afterlife ayato’s hands remain slightly withered yet stronger than average from doing pottery constantly and sal likes to trace his hands absentmindedly !!!

whenever the two have artblock / get overwhelmed the other gets random scraps of paper (or just the walls work too) to draw absentmindedly on !!!

and bonus familial w/ … slender mansion .. ben can technically glitch and give himself whatever outfit he wants , so not only is it fun for nina and i to come up w outfits for him that aren’t just A Tunic but its also helpful for when i (and bloody painter and clockwork) need 3d references!! we just spin him around

[dorianswritingcorner]

heyyy bestie. gimme furina hcs 🙏🙏 /nf

　　　♡　　furina　headcanons　　𓏲 　　　　　◞　　　disclaimer　﹕　idc if you dislike my hcs lol 　　　　　　　　　　　‧˚₊•┈┈┈┈𝜗𝜚┈┈┈┈•‧₊˚ 　　　　　ʚɞ　genderfluid (she/he/they) aroace. that is all 　　　　　ʚɞ　probably pranks others sometimes 　　　　　ʚɞ　sweets >>> bitter 　　　　　ʚɞ　barely cooks but is the most amazing pastry chef ever 　　　　　ʚɞ　amazing at math, physics, and engineering 　　　　　ʚɞ　used to paint a lot but around 800 years ago someone told her that his painting looks like shit and they haven't done it since 　　　　　ʚɞ　hates anything scary 　　　　　ʚɞ　both a night and a morning person 　　　　　ʚɞ　the most clean person in fontaine ever 　　　　　　　　　　　‧˚₊•┈┈┈┈𝜗𝜚┈┈┈┈•‧₊˚

[a-zif]

hello bottoms

[arabaka-archived]

thinking about gwen coming out to reader . is very cathartic rn actually.

[ausrache]

𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗶 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻. — 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘮, 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

description: this is the first post of a series of meta & world-building posts that will explore the symbolism of certain characters. they go more in-depth into their place within the world's lore, their powers as well as their general character. the first characters will be the main muse of the blog: mali. ( for the sake of simplicity, she will also be referred to as mali in this post even though her name as a goddess was b'aelzei. ) content warning(s):mentions of blood.

as an entity of the void, mali prevailed in an environment which was doused in darkness ever since it came into existence. its only nourishment had been the negative energy that flowed through the universe & thus, it was no surprise that it only created creatures with fitting attributes. alas, there was mali. b'aelzei, as she was once called. a goddess of justice. retribution. vengeance, in its most negative sense. & yet, these concepts were often even seen as something positive, especially in hopeless environments; the desert-like garden of the end, the void where lawlessness & chaos prevailed. creatures that roamed these lands only followed the concept of to eat or to be eaten; the stronger ones prevailed, no matter how dirty they fought. no matter how unjust their climb was.

but then came mali.

an entity that defied everything within the void. a paradox. she was a twist of the fates; a gamble, really. they wanted to see what would happen if a goddess of justice would be born into a world where injustice had reigned for over millions of years. they thought she would be eaten. consumed by the unjust & darkness of the creatures. she was a joke. an experiment at best.

but mali prevailed.

she became a beacon.

she became the moon.

at least, in a symbolic sense. just like the moon, mali would reflect the injustice upon those who brought it to this world. just like the moon, mali would reflect the justice of the cosmos upon those who needed it. through mali's existence, a new era was ushered into this dark environment — for a lot of tinier, weaker creatures they saw mali's reign as hope. she was like light in this darkness. through associating themselves with her, they could escape the fate that seemed inescapable for so long.

however, mali didn't just acquire her position within the void by simply existing. no. it took several hundred thousand years before she was at a place where she had become influential enough to provide shelter for weaker entities. she tore through the desert like any other budding god; tearing herself through the flesh & dirt, consuming the souls of unjust beings & growing in power. a self-made entity whose had all the odds against her, ever since it was decided that she should even exist.

but it didn't stop there.

as the fates realized that their plan had backfired, they obviously tried to make it harder on the young entity at the time. however, even as they created new gods & creatures to torment her — mali would not back down. like the moon, she would reflect their own injustice upon themselves until they self-destructed. that is what her justice is. imposing a reflection of one's actions upon themselves; illuminating their souls with their own behavior. for some, it wouldn't do anything. but in a land where the most grotesque & horrible behavior was the norm? where it even was rewarded with more power? a being who could bring punishment to those who were unjust would flourish as long as they didn't back down. as long as they pushed forward.

& for a while, the forces that went against her would cease. the young goddess thought she could make a change within this world. transform it. bring forth another cycle of life that wouldn't just be dictated by injustice. to bring some sort of guidance. real hope.

oh, how naive she was.

mali forgot that she, too, was a product of this world. she was nourished by the darkness. by the negativity. by everything that shaped the void. just like the moon, she also had a dark side. the shadows that lingered within her soul were bound to erupt & swallow everythng in its path but she didn't know. she didn't want to know. perhaps, she was aware of what had been happening to her, yet ignored it. made excuses. she hasn't eaten in so long. she hasn't eaten in so long. the moon was waning. its light dimmed. & when there was no light left, the shadows were unshackled.

under the blood moon, the goddess of vengeance would arise.

in an instant, everything that she had built for herself was gone. taken by her own hand. consumed. bit by bit. the wasteland was wasteland once more as the fates laughed from above, watching the eclipsed moon as it struggled to understand what happened. no one would ever be able to beat their nature, would they? she had never been so different from those lawless beings of injustice that she had once killed. she, too, had used them to acquire strength. was she any different?

as the blood moon came to a close & the cosmos was able to shine its light upon mali once again; the darkness ceased. for a while. it would come back, she was sure. with every eclipse; every time there was no light to be reflected; no justice to illuminate the world; mali would become one of them. a true voidborne whose nature was written into the sand from which she had risen millions of years ago.

as the waxing moon represented the light of justice.

the waning moon would forever be a reminder that vengeance was near.

one that was all-consuming. every negative aspect. every mishap. every wrong-doing. it wouldn't matter.

the blood moon consumed it all under mali's gaze.

after the events that transpired after her first 'eclipsed state' mali fled to the human world where she would eventually loose her original body to the poet & wander through the mortal plane as a ghost for thousands of years. it is certainly possible that even the poet's existence itself had been another ploy by the fates to finally kill mali for good. she contradicts her own self. she's a paradox. a mistake. something that shouldn't exist in the first place. & the fates wished to eradicate every smudge upon their perfectly laid out plan for this world.

at present time, mali watches the moon in melancholy & regret. she searches for answers but no one ever speaks to her. the universe once sang through the moon, coaxing her into transforming the land with her own two hands. but now? it was silent. deadly silent. perhaps, all the gods are dead. perhaps, even the moon in the sky doesn't know the answers anymore. & yet, every time it slowly disappears from the nightsky, she feels the darkness within her grow. despite its silence, it still coaxes her with a shrilling cry for vengeance & doom.

but does she know her name? does she know her story? the moon & the universe that reflect upon mali; she is but a stranger to them. a vessel, at best. a disposable tool, at worst. after all, if she was to die, they could simply create another entity as a vessel for whatever they wished to achieve. for all that she knows, there has never been any hope in this world — and the light of the moon has never been so dim.

TLDR; moon symbolism.

REFLECTION — mali's power rely on reflection. her powers act like a mirror to the other person, particularly their character as well as their actions. mali cannot harm or bring justice to a person whose behavior does not reflect such. additionally, mali does not decide which actions should be punished by her powers; she simply reflects the will of the comos & the fates, acting as a vessel of the universe. this directly corresponds to how the moon reflects the sunlight & thus, brings us light.

ILLUMINATING — just like the moon in the darkest of night, mali was seen as a beacon of hope within the void. she was the force that illuminated the place & made it possible for weaker beings to exist.

TRANSFORMATION/CYCLES — with mali's doings, she wanted to transform the void & the entities that lived there. however, she was unable to. but it still speaks to the moon symbolism as the moon, in a sense, trandsforms, too. that 'transformation' is just an optical illusion of light, though, as the moon never really physically changes. in the same sense, mali's transformation of the void was also just a mere illusion & it never really changed in the first place.

GUIDANCE — the moon is often seen as a beacon within the night & helps people find themselves within the darkness. this was also mali's mission within the void.

TLDR; blood moon & eclipse symbolism.

OMEN OF DOOM — just like the blood moon, mali's transformation under the waning influence of the cosmos meant for impending doom. on earth, it is no different. the eclipsed moon signals the time where the universes' influence on mali's voidborne powers is the weakest, thus, leaving room for said doom.

SHADOWS — this is pretty self-explanatory; the blood moon rises during a lunar exclipse when the earth's shadow partially or fully blocks the sunlight from reaching the moon which makes it appear red. mali's light (aka her sense for justice or her "humanity", to a certain degree) are also blocked due to external forces, humans being one of them, which severs her ties to the universe & unleashes the shadows within her.

TRANSFORMATION & RENEWAL — through eclipses, the moon can be seen as it 'renews' itself; in mali's case, this is almost the same. mali's powers & vitality both gain a boost through this process, even if it extremely painful.

WAXING & WANING MOON — with the waxing moon illuminating/showcasing more light, the justice & light within mali grow. however, as it wanes; so, do the traits within her. the need for blood & violence rise with the waxing of the moon, making her prone to revert to her voidborne tendencies.

next part here (coming soon! mali & the hare. )