#DARK SOULS SPELLS FOR KNIGHT

[patchwork-crow-writes]

The Roaring Knight encounter at the end of Chapter 3 is a masterclass at showing you that the REAL protagonist of Deltarune isn't Kris - it's Susie.

This doesn't really make much sense at first glance - you can't even really FIGHT the thing on equal footing without the Shadow Mantle, and to even get that Kris has to go through a harrowing gauntlet and fight a whole OTHER secret boss that doesn't even use the battle mechanics we've grown accustomed to. Kris Suffers to get that item, the one thing that can let them stand up to the Knight's merciless assaults. Hell, the game won't even let you retry if you lose until you have the Mantle in your possession. You would therefore assume that the Mantle belongs to Kris, and that they are the ones who should wear it.

And yet. Even when you don't have this item, who stands up to defy it? Susie. Who stops it from doing... whatever it was trying to do to Toriel, TWICE? Susie. And who gives chase across the boundary between light and dark, across the entirety of hometown, to stop it from abducting Undyne? Why, it's Susie. Her actions are those of a hero standing up to a terrible villain of unknowable power, and she does it without a shred of hesitation, even faced with the very real prospect of being killed.

And if that were it, it'd be kind of boring. But that's not it at all, because the reinforcement of this idea continues into the fight itself. Because if you can keep Susie alive for five turns, she starts monologuing against the boss, telling it how much it sucks and that she'll always have her friends behind her.

The Knight is presented to us as unknowable, invincible, unstoppable. Regular attacks bounce off of its absurdly high HP, it cannot be Checked like a normal enemy, attempts to reason with it fall on deaf ears. And yet, what's the one spell that can meaningfully hurt the Knight, to the point of temporarily disrupting its form? Susie's Rude Buster.

And then, when you throw yourself at the Knight again and again, trying to figure out its weakness, trying to outlast its brutal onslaught, it hits you - the Shadow Mantle does NOTHING for Kris in this fight, but it does EVERYTHING for Susie. Susie's the one doing all the damage. Susie's high HP perfectly compliments the shadow mantle's protection against the Knight's more absurd attacks. Ralsei has no way to meaningfully contribute to the fight at all, and while Kris can use Hold Breath to give the SOUL a boost, their utility begins and ends there. The most that either of them can really do is to act as TP and healing bots for Susie, and to equip weak armours that have beneficial effects, such as the TwinRibbon, Silver Watch, Blue Ribbon, TensionBow and Lodestone - the effects of these items persist regardless of whether the character wearing them is DOWNed or not, and, you guessed it, are equipped not to help them survive, but to allow them to support Susie even when incapacitated.

Then you start seeing it in other areas. Who is it that facilitates change in the other characters - Ralsei, Noelle, Berdly? Susie does, each and every time. She effortlessly upends their own myopic views of the world, defying them to change and be better, without even really realising that's what she's doing - is it any wonder that EVERYONE in the main cast seems to have a thing for her? She's magnetic in the way that heroes are, not despite her brashness and short temper but BECAUSE of them - because she cuts so effortlessly through the FICTIONS that other characters cling to, the stories they tell themselves about who they are, what they can do, and how they ought to be. Susie shatters those preconceptions and offers an alternative - live how you want to live, make the choices that you want to make, and let no-one else ever tell you who you are.

Susie is the hero of Deltarune, and the Roaring Knight's fight encapsulates why perfectly, without ever once drawing attention to the fact. It's sheer genius on Toby's part and I salute the skill with which it conveys those ideas in such an organic way.

[drenched-in-sunlight]

one thing that i find interesting is that even though we never get to interact with Marika directly, only knowing her via obscure cutscenes and other characters' dialogue... she actually displays a wide range of emotions as much as any other NPCs.

her statues depict her as having a warm, gentle smile:

the Mimic veil description points to her playful, mischievous side:

(it's a popular theory in the JP/Asian side of the fandom that it's sth from her childhood - hence the "Marika's Mischief", not "Queen Marika's", and she used it to escape the grisly fate befalling her family.

additionally, its equivalence in Dark Souls is also something described as "the mischief of a young girl who sought relief from the solitude of the woods at dusk", aka Princess Dusk who hails from "Oolacile, land of ancient golden sorceries", but i digress)

her portrait, the story trailer's "Queen Marika was driven to the brink" and Gideon's dialogue after the player defeated Malenia pointed out her sorrow:

(back when i first played the base game, this is the portrait that drove my eyes most in Roundtable Hold. i kept gazing at her - the Queen with permanently lowered eyes, and thought "there is a girl in there")

The bat lady's song, Messmer's entire Crusade, all those conflicts to establish the Erdtree, shows her anger, and the cruelty she's capable of:

Then there's Shaman's village, the clinic underneath Shadow Keep, the golden braid, the Minor Erdtree, the sealing of Death - that points to grief, trauma, survivor guilt, kindness, and the ruinous drive for revenge that results in the above path down hell:

(there's also a theory for the Crusade's headless statue being a reminder for the Hornsent of what they put Marika's mother through, but it's not concrete canon so here is the link if you want to check it out)

The fact that all of Erdtree's incantations are heal and protection spells (with only one exception of Wrath of Gold spell which was found after the Elden Ring was shattered), the Capitol's Perfumers originally being blessed healers, and that all Erdtree blessings come in the shape of tears give the picture of Marika's gentle wish at the beginning: to heal everything and everyone.

(and to me personally, there's a kind of vulnerability and honesty in showing your tears to the world and let it be your power to heal at the same time.)

the eye she blessed Messmer with (i do think the Eng translation at some part lost the sentiment of the JP text - that the eye is always referred to as a blessing)

the blessing flask that - unlike its Dark Souls equivalent (which ranges from 6-13 flasks), only have 4 available to us player, heal all ailments and status effect, and specified as sth made for Messmer.

the Marika's soreseal in the Haligtree + the waterfall near Godwyn's final resting place

the Regal Omen Bairn (that was fashioned after the Jizo statue - sth made by grieving parents wishing for protection for their deceased child in the afterlife)

the blessing, gifts, equipment that Messmer and Godwyn's personal knights all get

the fact that Marika's bedchamber and the Impaler's Catacomb (which is the only catacomb in the base game to have the spike trap mechanic used in catacombs in the DLC) remain the proof of Messmer's existence in the base game

how Godwyn's ending is the only ending where the mending rune is placed on the position of Marika's womb (the lower arc or the Elden Ring - also referred to as the basin in which its blessings pool)

that's a whole barrage of motherhood. the love, the fear, the postpartum depression, the guilt and anxiety, (the occasional scheming for revenge with her son). and despite how flawed and tragic that love ends up being for all of them, it is there.

(there's a whole subplot about how Messmer is the only demigod to be called ugly in-game (Hornsent npc dialogue) while Boc's questline is about how his mother being the only one to always assure him he's beautiful, despite everyone else calling him ugly. and how each NPCs questline does reflect a wider theme seen in Marika and her children. but again, i digress)

every time i think of her, Marika is a constantly shifting kaleidoscope, holding everything from within (the beauty and the malign, light and dark, birth and death, she's warm and gentle, she's cruel and unjust, she's strong and kind, she's weak and resentful, she's sweet and she's bitterness made flesh)... and i could only stand there and admire it all.

[imaginesbymonika]

Not a violent dog | Part 2

Pairing: Logan x fem!Reader

Plot: Back in Wade's world Logan meets someone he thought he would never ever see again.

Warnings: slight spoilers for Deadpool 3!!!! mentions of death, angst, cursing, and fluff at the end if you squeeze your eyes at the screen, I haven't written in A WHILE so bear with me

Previous Part

“Come on!”, Wade groaned before he threw himself on the old couch, and it made a squeaky sound:” Admit it, you missed me!” He keeps his head low as he peeks up at you through non-existent lashes. You only roll your eyes at his behavior:” I’m already missing the quiet.”. A blatant lie. God only knows how fucking worried you were when he abruptly vanished. It brought back old feelings, and you certainly weren’t a fan of that.

You sit down next to him when his expression suddenly shifts. It’s not often that you see Wade concerned, even though you know that his sarcasm and comedy are nothing more than a coping mechanism. It’s like looking into a mirror. “What’s wrong?”, you question him, swallowing thickly while you study his features for any clues:” Why did you need to see me…alone?” It was an odd phone call to receive at 3 in the morning.

Wade clears his throat:” I told you about saving the universe, right? And before you drop to your knees to thank me like the maid thanks her knight in shining armor. I have to tell you something important.” You run a hand down your face and sigh softly:” God, I miss the silence so much.”

“I didn’t save this world alone…”, he declares, twisting his body to fully face you:” I had help. And that help is living with me from now on and I just cannot keep him in my room the entire time whenever you’re around- even though that’s kinda sexy, now that I'm thinking about it. As if he’s my mistress...” You only blink at him in pure perplexity.

“I- I just need you to meet him, okay?”, he rises from his spot beside you and walks towards the door to his room. “Wade…”, you observe his every move and lean back:” Did you kidnap a stripper? Again?! I swear to God, I-.” But when he opens the door and does a hand motion notifying that whoever’s in the room can come out now you turn silent.

A sixth sense you hadn’t felt in a long time begins to limp its way out from some dark and quiet spot inside your soul and towards the surface.

“Come on.”, Wade makes a few more hand movements, almost as if he is calling a… cat?“You can do it, kitty.” Your breath hitched in your throat, and something inside of you is arising again from a long, and deep slumber- it aches terribly. If someone asked you to guess who was inside that room, you could nod but not give them a name. Your heart was carved in with the name of a lover you tried your hardest to forget.

And a second later he comes into view. “Now, please keep in mind that this Logan is from another universe.”, your friend clarifies, while he slowly moves in front of him. Almost as if he attempts to shield him from whatever reaction you were about to give him. But you don’t move.

There’s a longing look on Logan’s face. His fingers twitch now and then. “Y/N.”, your name leaves his mouth like a prayer. Like some sort of spell that hasn’t been used in decades. Smooth like honey, and dripping off his lips onto the filthy carpet. You yearn to drench in it. After all, you haven’t heard it in such a long time, it feels like you are listening to it for the first time all over again. And you finally rise to your feet.

Wade swallows thickly and turns to attend to the empty air:” What do you guys think she’s about to do? Do you think they’re going to fuck on the carpet? No… Disney wouldn’t allow that. What a fucking shame! It’s Stucky all over again.”

It takes you a few seconds to react, but once you finally do you only turn around and scan the room for a trash can before you eventually rush to the nearest and throw up. Wade tilts his head and sighs:” Well, that’s disappointing.”

“Y/N.”, Logan quickly walks up to you but you snap your head at him and hiss. “That’s so Cat claw coded.”, the bald man whispers before he makes his way towards you. “Don’t fucking touch me!”, you shout at Logan. And you can sense all the bitterness and anger and hatred boil inside your veins.

“What the fuck, Wade?!”, you yell at him as you stand up from the ground:” What the actual fuck?! You couldn’t just fucking warn me?! Couldn't have told me this over the phone?!” Tears are streaming down your face and they make your friend take a step back. You have never cried in front of him before. “What the fuck?!”, it’s the final thing you declare before you storm out of the apartment.

[fae-cookie-run-madness]

Beast x Ancients au (need a name for it) SilentLily Rambles.

Sooo Silent Salt and White Lily...this is going to be long lol.

Silent Salt x White Lily

White Lily is the first one of her friends to find these fabled beasts. She had been wonderful around, looking for new plantlife when a knight appeared, heavily injured and collapsed. White Lily quickly rushed to his side and eventually helped nurse the cookie back to health. He couldn’t speak, apparently his vocal cords weren’t made right and now they had been slashes, he was completely mute. So White Lily taught him sign language and eventually she learned his name, Silent Salt. Soon he tells the cookie his story, being gifted the soul jam, feeling as they slowly corrupt and losing themselves, years locked in that tree, and just getting out. But everything feels different, he’s lost his drive to cause destruction, he can’t go back to being a hero…what can he do?

White Lily says she feels lost too, and if Silent salt wants to find a purpose for his life, he’s welcome to join her as she searches for answers herself. Salt is shocked, half expecting the cookie to run away once he told her his story. But instead she offers him kindness and friendship. So Silent salt agrees to the arrangement, it’s so strange to find a cookie like her, and he must protect her sense she's so obviously fragile.

Relationship:

As the two explore the world together it was by nature that they fell in love. White Lily just seems to understand the former beast and it’s been years since someone understood Salt down to his very core. They explore, they all catch up with the other ancients who find their beast, and their happiness. There is just a simple joy with being in each other's presents, even if there are no words spoken or signed to each other. They even decided to have children together and maybe start their own kingdom. Yet something happens, White Lily disappears leaving an imposter in her place and Silent Salt with three dough babies he needs to protect. He needs to find out what happened to White Lily, so he hides his children, somewhere hopefully this imposter wouldn’t dare to look.

Children (there's a lot when count Dark Enchantress so buckle up):

The triplets, Gingerbrave, Strawberry and Wizard cookie were once the three dough babies White Lily and Silent Salt had. However they were only a month old before White Lily was called away, to look for answers before she went missing and Dark Enchantress appeared. Silent Salt feared for his kids safety but can’t take them to the other ancients as Dark enchantress would target them, so he uses a spell the Fount taught them and hid the babies in a time bubble, which would slow their aging to a crawl by the witch's house, a place where Dark Enchantress wouldn’t dare to go. He never knew the witch would find the babies and bake them, destroying the spell.

Gingerbrave is the unofficial oldest of the triplets, they don’t know their ages but his natural protective instincts make him the oldest. He can remember his mother’s voice and had convinced himself and his siblings that the witch didn’t make them, believing that they belong to someone else. He has a strong sense of justice that can also be self-sacrificing if push comes to shove. And his determination to find his mother might lead him right into danger. Gingerbrave looks the most like Silent salt (basically a mini salt), he has his mother’s white hair.

Strawberry is the second oldest, at least unofficial. She can’t speak very well as there is something wrong with her vocal cords, as if she takes for too long or too loud they begin to hurt badly. So she and her brothers had made up a sign language to communicate until they learned the official one later. They still use their make- up when they don’t want people to understand them. She is very strong, able to swing around her Strawberry hammer but she doesn’t have Gingerbrave’s confidence. She is a good mix of her mom and dad. Her red eyes are that of her mom’s, her white hair is hidden well but her face structure is like that of her dad.

Wizard is considered the youngest, mainly because he is the smallest of his siblings much to his annoyance. He always felt the hum of magic around him, going as far as stealing a witch's magical staff and making it tiny to suit him. However he’s still learning to control it as he could easily overuse it and pass out because of it. This also earns his sibling to be more protective of him, which annoys him so much. Wizard hides his appearance because he looks the most like his mom with his dad’s eyes, hence why he happily wears his giant hat and sweater no matter the weather. He understands Gingerbrave’s determination to find out where they came from, but he just feels like it will lead to more problems.

Children from Dark Enchantress:

Red Velvet was a cookie being baked when Dark Enchantress emerged and caused all the chaos, nearly killing the unfinished cookie. The powerfully cookie to some of her dough and life powder and some life powder in a bag she had and used it to heal and save Red Velvet (of course not before spilling some of the life powder. The life powder and dough helped save the boy however he was still incomplete, missing an arm, Dark Enchantress took the boy and gave him a cake monster arm. He grew up under Dark Enchantress, agreeing with how horrible the witches are and his focus being more on cake hounds and how cakes are seen as monsters. When Dark Enchantress is sealed away, he is sent into a sleep as well, only waking up once his mother is awakened.

Matcha was created from the spilled Life powder spilled into tea dough that was on the ground, producing a small dough baby that cried out. Dark Enchantress isn’t heartless (at least now), and takes the dough baby with her. She raises Matcha alongside Red Velvet and you get the feeling something is off since the Life Powder isn’t mixed in properly. While Matcha doesn’t speak well she adores her mother and does anything to please her. Matcha tests experiments and is one of the best potion makers you can find, making monstrous concoctions for the war. However much like her brother, once her mother is sealed away she falls into a sleep which is only broken once Dark Enchantress is back.

Things going wrong/Dark Flour war:

When White Lily found out the truth about cookies she was stunned, this couldn’t be true, so she tried to yell, to convince the witches that they were real, and they have dreams. She is just so angry at the moment! The Witches see a wandering cookie and smack her into the ultimate dough and then decide to bake it to see what will happen. This caused Dark Enchantress to work, what little of White Lily’s originally hoped, kindness and dough wandered off where it was found and kept safe by the fairies.

Dark Echantress starts the Dark Flour War to get the Soul Jam of her once friends and crush their spirits so she could use them to make a better world. She was sealed away by Pure Vanilla and later with the help of Pomegranate and some illusion magic she’s able to convince some cookies to break her free. She doesn’t even stay around to acknowledge them and flies off to wake up her children. 

Dark Enchantress starts her original goal.

White Lily, the part that was uncorrupted, sleeps in the fairy kingdom.

Silent Salt hunts for a way to bring back his love and end this madness that has seemingly taken over Earthbread. 

[shizuturnspages]

curious what your thoughts are on venti, diluc and kaeya as yanderes? gotta show some love to the older genshin guys, and diluc still remains one of my fav characters in general!!

Diluc is literally my favourite character in Genshin, and I'm a Kaeya main. So this request is perfect for me

Yandere Venti

❥ Venti’s songs are famous across Mondstadt, but when he’s got his eyes on you, those songs are for you alone. He’ll weave subtle hints into his lyrics, making you feel like every note, every word, is about you. It’s intoxicating, but it’s also a trap—he’ll make you feel like you’re the center of his world, until you start craving that attention. And when you realize just how tangled you’ve become? Too fucking late. His melodies are like chains, binding you to him under the guise of love.

❥ Venti knows how to use his charm to keep you close. He’ll be there to cheer you up, lifting your spirits whenever you feel down, and he’ll make you think you’re the one choosing to stay with him. But it’s all calculated as hell—he’ll play the role of the carefree friend, the comforting presence, the one who always knows what you need. Before you know it, you’re completely dependent on him, and he’s got you right where he wants you.

❥ Venti is the god of freedom, but he doesn’t like sharing. If he feels like you’re getting too close to someone else, he’ll turn that charming nature into something far more dangerous. He’ll start showing up everywhere you go, interrupting conversations, casually pulling you away from anyone who seems interested in you. He’ll laugh it off, make it seem like it’s all a joke, but there’s a dark edge to his jealousy that you can’t ignore. He’s free as the wind, but when it comes to you? He’s possessive as hell.

❥ Venti might use his soft, gentle side to keep you close, making you feel like he’s the only one who understands you. He’ll make you laugh, comfort you, play songs that touch your soul. But when he’s alone with you, that softness shifts into something darker. He’ll hold you close, telling you in a soft, almost loving tone that you don’t need anyone else, that he’s the only one who’ll ever care for you the way he does. It’s terrifyingly intimate, like he’s casting a spell that binds you to him.

❥ Venti’s not shy about using his Anemo powers to keep you close. If you try to leave, he’ll summon a gust of wind to “guide” you back to him, all with that sweet, knowing smile on his face. He’ll play it off as a joke, of course, but there’s a gleam in his eye that says he means every word. You’re his favorite melody, and he’s not about to let anyone else steal the song. Once Venti’s claimed you, you’re bound to him, just like a note in one of his eternal, unbreakable ballads.

Yandere Kaeya

❥ Kaeya’s damn good at drawing people in with his charm, and he’ll use every ounce of it to keep you close. He knows exactly how to make you feel like you’re the only person in the room, like he’s completely captivated by you. But his charm isn’t innocent—he’ll say exactly what you want to hear, making you feel like you’re special, while subtly isolating you from everyone else. By the time you realize just how deeply he’s woven himself into your life, it’s too damn late.

❥ Kaeya’s smooth as hell, but he’s not immune to jealousy. If he sees someone else getting close to you, he won’t cause a scene—he’s far too clever for that. Instead, he’ll undermine them subtly, making them seem untrustworthy or unreliable. With a few choice words and that calm, knowing smirk, he’ll turn you against anyone he sees as a threat. And if they persist? Well, Kaeya has ways of handling obstacles. People have a habit of disappearing when they get too close to what’s his.

❥ Kaeya’s role as Cavalry Captain means he’s got a way with strategy and people alike. He’s the one who knows all the secrets in Mondstadt, and he’s not above using that knowledge to keep you in line. If he feels like you’re drifting, he’ll pull strings within the Knights to subtly restrict your freedom, making it seem like he’s the only one you can rely on. He’ll manipulate situations so that you find yourself leaning on him, needing him—and he’ll do it all with that infuriating, knowing smile.

❥ Kaeya has a genuine, albeit twisted, desire to keep you safe. He sees himself as the only one who can protect you, and he’ll go to extreme lengths to do just that. If anyone threatens you, he’ll deal with it personally, making sure they know exactly who they’re dealing with. The other Knights might suspect something, but Kaeya’s too clever to get caught—and as far as he’s concerned, the ends justify the fucking means.

❥ As a member of the Knights of Favonius, Kaeya knows how to play both sides—he can work within the system, but he’s never above bending the rules. He might even use his position to monitor your movements, subtly influencing the Knights’ patrols to ensure you’re never out of his sight for long. The other Knights may see him as a bit of a loose cannon, but they respect his skill, and he knows how to use that respect to his advantage. Nobody’s going to question Kaeya’s actions too closely, and that gives him all the freedom he needs to keep you close.

Yandere Diluc

❥ Diluc’s the kind of guy who feels like he has to protect everything he cares about—and when it comes to you, that instinct becomes overwhelmingly intense. He’ll want to shield you from every danger, but his version of “safety” means keeping you right under his watch. His love isn’t just protective; it’s possessive as hell. He doesn’t just want you safe; he wants you with him, always. And if you resist? He’s not above using his influence to make sure you’ve got nowhere else to go.

❥ As Mondstadt’s Darknight Hero, he’s used to working in the shadows, handling the city’s threats without anyone knowing. If you’re ever in danger, he’ll be the first one there, taking down threats with a quiet, ruthless efficiency. And the thing is? He likes that you don’t fully know what he’s capable of. It keeps you vulnerable, reliant on him, needing him to protect you. When he’s got you in his grasp, he won’t let go. Ever.

❥ Dawn Winery is his sanctuary, his fortress, and he’ll make damn sure it feels like a safe haven for you too—though maybe a bit too safe. He’ll ensure you’re comfortable, but there’s always a subtle pressure to stay within those walls. He wants you at the winery, close to him, where he can keep an eye on you. He’ll go so far as to make it seem like outside threats are too dangerous for you to handle alone. Dawn Winery becomes more than just a home; it’s a gilded cage.

❥ That brotherly relationship with Kaeya is complicated as hell, and the animosity between them adds a dark edge to Diluc’s possessiveness. If Kaeya even so much as looks your way, Diluc’s eyes turn cold, and he’ll waste no time reminding his brother that you’re his. There’s a deep-seated need to outshine Kaeya, to prove that he’s the one who deserves your loyalty and attention. If Kaeya tries to get close to you, Diluc won’t hesitate to confront him, warning him with that fiery intensity to back the hell off.

❥ Diluc’s got this obsessive side that won’t let him rest until he’s sure you’re safe and alone with him. He’ll check in on you, even if you’re out of sight for just a moment, tracking every move you make to make sure no one else has a claim on you. His attention to detail borders on terrifying, and nothing slips by him. He’s practically everywhere, and you start to feel like you’re always being watched.

[jessamine-rose]

˖⋆˚♱ଘ Angel’s Tears ଓ♱˚⋆˖

*cries* I thought I was done with Church AU after Priest! Dottore yet here I am with more unholy ideas. Welp, Guardian Angel! Capitano x Nonbeliever! Darling, here we go (；ω；)

Tw:: yandere, psychological trauma, blood, violence, death, religious abuse, MDNI

Note:: fictional depictions of religion

♡ 3.8k words under the cut ♡

♡ From the moment of their creation, angels are classified into the Nine Orders. This hierarchy determines their roles in Heaven and Earth, with higher ranks assigned greater levels of power and authority. A special exception is The Strongest Angel, an individual who is neither a Seraph nor an angel from the First Sphere. Rather, the moniker belongs to Il Capitano, the leader of the Powers.

♡ The legitimacy of his title has never been questioned. As a warrior angel, Capitano’s purpose is to vanquish evil. He is the chivalrous knight in bloodstained armor, the nigh-invincible being who strikes fear into the hearts of demons, the ever-righteous angel bound by a paradoxical duty to partake in violence for the sake of everlasting peace.

♡ It is in a small town in Mondstadt, following his victory over a legion of demons, that Capitano encounters you. It is the hour of mass yet you are nowhere near the Church; rather, you have taken sanctuary in a secluded meadow. A book sits on your lap, not a religious text but a tale of dark fantasy. There is a saintlike quality to your countenance, an air of melancholy as delicate as the flowers which surround you.

✿ ⚘

The moment Capitano appears before you, all peace leaves the meadow.

No, this isn’t right. It is normal for humans to feel fear in the divine presence of angels, yet he is donning his human guise. Nonetheless, as soon as his shadow touches your form, you look up and suppress a shriek, your face losing its veil of apathy.

So what exactly did he do wrong?

For your benefit, he remains rooted to his spot. Clarity comes in the form of your gaze flitting to your book, its title printed on the cover in conspicuous letters, the whispers which leave trembling lips.

“I…I can explain! This book—it’s just fiction! There are no real curses or spells inscribed in the text; it doesn’t promote any form of blasphemy!”

Ah, now he understands. You weren’t afraid of him.

Carefully, Capitano takes a step forward and raises his hand in a calming gesture. A gentle expression adorns his false face.

“Be not afraid.”

✿ ⚘

♡ It doesn’t take long for him to understand your wariness. A glimpse into your soul, paired with your quiet explanation, tells the story of an orphan raised by the Church. Only, your Church is one of many founded on distorted beliefs, of violence preached in the name of a cruel god. As a result, your upbringing was marked by strict rules, corporal punishments, and sermons which painted the image of a hopeless child with a weakness for temptation.

♡ Knowing this, Capitano can’t fault you for forsaking God and your Church. Still in his human guise, he promises his silence and leaves the meadow. But once he returns to Heaven, his first course of action is to apply for a position as your guardian angel. It is an easy process—while that role is typically reserved for the lower ranks, there is no shortage of humans in need of spiritual guidance and protection. He only questions why an angel wasn’t assigned to you when you were in greatest need of one.

♡ Henceforth, Capitano becomes a recurring character in your life. Every week, he visits you in the meadow. When you ask for his identity, he claims to be a progressive believer from another town. But rather than enlighten you with the true Word of God, he simply keeps you company and indulges your “vices,” leading to hours spent reading together. Beyond those meetings, he also watches over you to ward off any demons or humans seeking to harm you.

♡ From your end, you slowly warm up to your mysterious companion. He is a man of few words, but his actions always convey a sense of kindness. And despite his faith, he genuinely respects your beliefs and accepts you as you are. At one point, he even gives you a special gift, a quill pen of exceptional quality. The feather, pure white with a soft radiance, must have been sourced from a rare bird of prey.

♡ Over time, however, something changes. Capitano can’t deny that the faults lies with him. His visits, his constant thoughts of you, the ever-blurring line between want and duty…nothing of his behavior can be attributed to an angel’s inherent love for humanity. If that were the case, his love wouldn’t beget heartache. His love wouldn’t beget the temptation to harm others, rooted not in the name of justice but for your own safety. His love wouldn’t beget lust, guilt, dishonor, desires so sinfully evocative of his own fallibility.

♡ The truth is, you were never in need of spiritual salvation. From the moment he first laid eyes on you, what Capitano saw was a pure soul—a good person unlikely to commit evil nor fall into true temptation. Moreover, he knows that your sin of disbelief is forgivable unlike your Church’s sins of violence. That so long as you remain as you are, your soul will not be denied paradise, albeit in a realm of Heaven beyond Capitano’s jurisdiction. So why is he incapable of leaving your side?

✿ ⚘

“I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that you and I met again in the pure white world that we created.”

As you read the final line, your gaze leaves the book and returns to Capitano.

“What did you think of the story?”

Your shoulder brushes against his own, a tempting sensation. It is all he can do to remain still, to think against seeking out more of your touch, to remind himself that your close proximity is a mere necessity for your current activity.

The left side of the book, bearing the story’s ending, rests in your left hand. The other side is held in Capitano’s right hand, a blank page devoid of hope for a happy ending. When he turns the page, you seamlessly catch it under your thumb to show the next page.

Who knew of the casual intimacies imbued in the act of reading together?

“It was a well-written novel,” he says simply. “Though her sins tarnished her honor, Rosalyne’s sacrifice was an act of love. Her loss did not hinder her faithfulness to Rostam.”

“I feel the same way,” you muse. “Now I understand why this book was banned centuries ago. Forbidden love between angels and humans…it certainly goes against what the Church taught us about angels. I have to give the author credit for their imagination.”

It’s just the two of you again, this time in the library. At the start of winter, you invited Capitano to your workplace. There, in your greatest show of trust, you brought him to a secret room dedicated to texts banned by the Church for promoting “blasphemy.” Fantasy, erotica, anti-Church publications, first editions of censored books, stories which merely deviated from the Church’s popular depictions of spiritual beings.

Molten Moment belongs to the last category. Little do you know that it was based on a true story, that the author had really formed a pact with a demon called La Signora. Capitano himself is mentioned in the story under his true name.

He was one of the few angels who noticed the changes in Rosalyne’s behavior. She used to be a Throne, an angel with no connection to Earth nor humanity. Yet by some twist of fate, she laid eyes on a brave knight from Mondstadt and began to meet him in her human guise.

He was the first to hear of Rosalyne’s sin, that being she saved Rostam’s life during a battle. It was a direct violation of God’s orders: Angels and demons may influence humans, but they are forbidden from directly altering a human’s lifespan.

He was a silent witness to Rosalyne’s descent. She fell from Heaven, burned by her own flames, yet she had never appeared more ecstatic. In the following years, she married Rostam and lived a happy life with him on Earth.

He was the last to recognize Rostam’s soul at the pearly gates, forever separated from his fallen lover. Such had been Rosalyne’s divine punishment, worsened by her knowledge of this possibility. But what else was she to do? To let Rostam know of her true nature? To drag his soul down to Hell, where he’d be subjected to an eternity of undeserved suffering?

Capitano is no fool. As he read Molten Moment, he began to understand Rosalyne’s sin in a new light. Half the time, he couldn’t even concentrate on the text, his human eyes repeatedly drifting to your intense reading expression.

He closes the book, leaving it in your sole grasp. But before he can stand up from the sofa, you scoot closer and lean your weight on him. The book is placed on a nearby table, forgotten.

“Do you mind?” you whisper. Your right hand, empty since the prologue, traces his left hand.

A moment of silence precedes his response. “You may.”

Wordlessly, you take his hand and intertwine your fingers. A gesture of intimacy, an unspoken confession. Yet as he savors your touch, Capitano wonders if you would harbor the same level of comfort around his true form.

He doubts it. As a Power, he bears an inhuman appearance on par with that of his superiors. It is his true image which has earned him the title of monster by witnessing humans.

Still, he allows himself to indulge in the blessing that is your oblivion. When you look into his two human eyes, there is a soft light in your gaze wholly free of fear.

“Spring is coming soon,” you mutter. “I can’t wait to see the flowers again. Come to think of it, there’s a variety of narcissus which grows only in late spring. It’s very pretty.”

Against his better judgment, Capitano strengthens his grip on your hand. “Shall I take it as an invitation to resume our meetings in the meadow?”

“Sure.” That is when you look up, a small smile adorning your face. “And if you can’t visit for whatever reason, I’ll pick a bouquet and preserve it for you.”

For once, Capitano is rendered speechless.

Rarely do you ever smile. Even to him, you retain your listless disposition—whether it is out of habit or lingering distance, he has yet to discern your reasons. But that is what makes it all the more special, those few instances when he is beholden to your expressions.

He wonders if this is what humans feel in the divine presence of angels, when they are borne witness to all things holy and beautiful.

Your smile is a phenomenon reserved only for the worthiest of souls. And in your grace, he has never felt more undeserving.

✿ ⚘

♡ At the end of winter, a religious war is authorized by the Church of Mondstadt. Shortly after the news reaches your town, Capitano informs you that he will be busy with “work.” He says it during another reading date, featuring Heart of Clear Springs. Before leaving, he kisses your hand and gives you a kind smile. There is a sad look in his eyes, but you don’t inquire further.

♡ In late spring, your town is attacked. With the entire area under fire, from your home to the meadow, you find yourself running back to the sacred building which you’d avoided for years. After all, though the enemy soldiers belong to a different denomination, they still worship the same god as you. In the present, the church is the only place on Earth where you can claim asylum and pray for your survival.

♡ Except every entrance is locked, including the doors to the orphanage. As the army reaches the town square, all you can do is bang on the front doors and beg to be let in. From inside, you can hear the voices of the people that luckily attended mass before the invasion. Some tell you to hide elsewhere, others beg you for forgiveness, a few sound like the nuns and caretakers who tormented you in the past.

♡ Before you can think of another sanctuary, a soldier strikes you. Pain…it has never felt more intense. Through your fading consciousness, you register your body falling and your head hitting the concrete. Blood pools from your forehead and trickles down the steps of the church, tainting it red.

♡ Life flashes before your eyes in a blurry sequence. The static images of God, sermons and bruises, unanswered prayers, people who never believed you or simply didn’t care. A birthday celebrated with your departure from the Church. Sanctuary found in the library followed by the meadow. Yet the numbness remained, each day bleeding into the next in a gloomy haze. In all those years, did you ever feel God’s love?

♡ It doesn’t matter at this point. A small part of you wonders if you should have retained your faith, continued your prayers, sought out salvation in the safety of your solitude. At least then, at the hour of your death, you wouldn’t be confronted with the fact of your humanity. The primal fear of death, the spiritual fear of ending up in Hell no matter Capitano’s reassurances.

♡ Capitano…where is he? Weakly, you call out to him but he doesn’t appear. Of course, why would he? You should feel thankful; it means he is probably safe, wherever he is. Still, you can’t help but wish he were here—if not to save you, as he has done by simply keeping you company, but to comfort you one last time. And those are the thoughts which plague you in your final moments, an unheard prayer on the tip of your tongue.

“I pray that we meet again, myself and the first person who truly loved me.”

♡ ______ died on a cloudy day, one of many people persecuted in the name of God. After the Church was destroyed and its followers slaughtered, their body was buried in a mass grave that once flourished with nature. There was a poignant quality to their countenance, an air of distress as transient as the flowers planted above them.

♡ At least, that is how your story ends from the perspectives of the survivors. But to the angels and demons who witnessed the destruction of your town, your death was only the end of a chapter in your life. In their eyes, Capitano had been present all throughout, an invisible witness to your death, absolute in his refusal to perform an unauthorized miracle.

♡ He remained by your side until the light faded from your eyes. That was when he took notice of the bouquet of narcissus clutched in your hand, tainted with blood despite your feeble efforts to save his gift. A soldier approached your corpse, intending to drag it down the steps for burial; but before they could touch you, Capitano appeared before them.

♡ It was only for a brief second, but the soldier drew back and cowered in fear. In the following days, they were haunted by the memory of the angelic figure who appeared outside the Church of Mondstadt. Or more precisely, the monster who prayed over a bloodstained corpse and took a bouquet of ruined flowers out of their grasp.

✿ ⚘

From the moment you wake up, all peace leaves the meadow.

What happened? Your memory comes back in hazy fragments—death, darkness, blinding light, pearly gates, ethereal figures. Most vivid is the sensation of strong arms and soft feathers, a familiar warmth which accompanied you throughout your journey.

As for your current surroundings, you are in a meadow so beautiful that it brings to mind the Garden of Eden. Flowers of every variety bloom across the scenery, some out of season. The sky is bright, sunless, a canvas of multiple colors. There are no other signs of life.

Internally, too, something feels off. A nearby pond provides a glimpse of your reflection—white garments, gold scars in place of your fatal injuries, your disoriented countenance. If this place is what you think it is…shouldn’t you feel at peace, happy even? And why are you alone?

Your gaze lands on a patch of flowers. Pure white, perianth petals, cup-shaped coronas…the same type of narcissus which grew in your favorite meadow. The flowers point in different directions, as though searching for a sun that does not exist.

“You are awake.”

A shadow touches your form, engulfing you in darkness. It bears a large, unrecognizable shape but such details evade you as you recognize the voice behind you.

“Capitano!” Immediately, you turn around, only to gasp and suppress a scream.

The person before you…can you even call him human? He is incredibly tall, to the point that you must crane your neck to see his face—assuming there is one beneath his iron mask. His body is clad in silver armor, stained blood in some places. A halo, shaped like a crown of thorns, shines behind his head.

But what shocks you are his wings. A single pair covered in radiant white feathers and eerily dark blue eyes. Each eye seems to glow with an uncanny aura.

Dark blue eyes with a striking resemblance to Capitano’s. What more for his long black hair and his solemn manner of speaking?

It doesn’t make your revelation any less unsettling.

“Capitano.” Your voice comes out in a nervous whisper. “Is it really you? You’re a…”

“An angel,” he confesses. He takes a step back, widening the distance between your bodies. “I ask that you pardon my appearance. Such was my sacrifice—for my true form, in all of its monstrosity, to be my sole image.”

His human face comes to mind, along with the kind gaze you fell in love with.

You feel the weight of multiple gazes on you. “What do you mean?”

“Is this realm to your satisfaction?” he asks. “I beseeched God to create a special paradise for you, cut off from the rest of Heaven. The price is that your capacity to feel negative emotions remains in this realm…though that is preferable.”

Preferable? How so? Right now, you can barely process what he is telling you. You are dead. Your companion is an angel. Your soul is in paradise, but not exactly.

After everything you’ve been through, you were still deemed worthy of a place in Heaven.

“I am sorry.”

Capitano’s voice brings you back to reality. He has never sounded more serious, emotional, repentant. And when you look up…

Is he crying?

Most of his eyes remain open, focusing on you with a fervent stare. But others are downcast, as if unable to face you. And a few appear glossy, blinking back iridescent tears.

“I am truly sorry.” He bows his head in shame, wings folded. “What I did to you was cruel, an absolute injustice.”

You don’t know which eyes to make contact with. “You—”

“It must have been painful,” he continues. “Even if I were to justify my actions, the truth lies in the fact that I tolerated your suffering for my own selfish desires. And that is why I ask not for your forgiveness, knowing I am the one at fault.”

Silence. In light of Capitano’s confession, all you can do is stare at him and comprehend the weight of your situation. What exactly are you supposed to feel, knowing his betrayal? Knowing that regardless of your feelings, you have nowhere else to go in the afterlife?

Yet despite it all, your prayer came true. The two of you were able to meet again.

And that is what compels you to take a step forward, to come closer until you are standing in front of him. “Hey, it’s…don’t cry.”

A delicate sensation blesses his wings—your hands carefully tracing his feathers to wipe away his tears. Several eyes widen in surprise, but all he can see in your gaze is sympathy.

“I’ll admit, it was painful,” you tell him. “Dying alone. But maybe it’s…better this way. If I survived, I’d have to deal with the loss of my home. And who knows what kind of living hell the other Church would’ve put me through?”

Above all, Capitano is the only person whose love you can believe in.

Hesitantly, you take his hand and intertwine your fingers. The next words to leave your lips are spoken with certainty, bringing fresh tears to his eyes.

“I’m sure it was an act of love on your part.”

His reaction is sudden, incurring your surprise. But all you can do is surrender to Capitano’s embrace, allow his free arm to hold your waist and pull you closer to him. His wings wrap around you, caging you in soft feathers and eerie blue orbs.

“Capitano?” You can only look up at him, peering into the contents of his mask.

…It’s like staring into an abyss, a night sky dotted with twinkling blue stars. But in the absence of a human likeness, his words express what a face cannot.

“Never again,” he vows, “shall I allow harm to befall you. That is a promise.”

The hand on your waist moves upwards to caress your face. His touch is light, more hesitant than his previous gestures.

“You need not serve God nor partake in fruitful labor like the other souls in Heaven. All I ask is that you rest, indulge yourself, enjoy this paradise to the fullest.”

A flower is pinned to his armor, right above his heart. You recognize it instantly—a narcissus in full bloom, stained with your blood.

“If you desire a flower, it shall grow at once. If there are any books you would like to read, they shall be brought to you shortly.”

What was the name of that variety again? Narcissus triandrus. Angel’s tears.

“If you are in need of my presence, I shall appear before you, so long as I am not in the midst of battle. And should you ever desire the opposite, I can promise my distance.”

When Capitano looks into your eyes, all he can see is his own reflection. Whatever emotion colors your gaze, it casts his true image in a compassionate light.

“I shall do everything in my power to bring you joy for all of eternity. Such will be my penance.”

“...All right.” With that, you close your eyes and lean into his touch. He feels warm, comfortingly familiar. “I’ll trust you on that.”

Rest in peace, ______.

Think not of your mortal body in the beginning stages of decay.

Think not of your tormentors who are paying for their sins in Hell.

Think only of eternity with your beloved savior.

♡

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→ knight¡keigo takami stumbled into the magical forest that belonged to the witches and wizards. could he charm his way out of the forest and venture back to his kingdom?

𝐄𝐓𝐂. female witch¡reader. mentions of burning at the stake. dark romance, devoted knight¡keigo. 1400+ words.

submission to the royal family is ingrained in the skin of everyone under the rankings of those of royal blood. defiance is like mortal sin—unacceptable and most definitely forbidden.

the likes of keigo takami have been morphed into soldiers of the kingdom and powerful fighters of the royal family. knights had it easy, though ‘easy’ never existed when it came to serving right under the cruel prince, touya.

but keigo does not really mind the prince. they have been the greatest of friends ever since they clashed their very first swords in class as boys of ten after all.

a blind eye keigo will always turn towards the prince, his consciousness never present whenever touya proceeds to paint out pictures of brutality and the foreseeable cruelty he inflicts on the innocent.

such loyalty that was never demanded by the prince but by will, the knight offers with full heart and soul and mind. it never falters even after the prince took in a bandit thief of a girl to be wedded to him against her will, crowning her queen of the kingdom while she loathes touya for the rest of her life.

now, it’s the prince’s honeymoon with his queen. and keigo is sent on a solo mission to retrieve a particular specimen from the supposedly ‘enchanted forest’ for the retired queen rei who is bedridden.

the said specimen holds secrets and healing abilities which are known to be out of this world. it’s a legend—keigo does not even know if it exists or not. which is why he was sent by the retired king to obtain it.

the worry for the rei is prominent, and the desire to break the whispers of the legend is prominent.

it was all loyalty to the mission until he’s here, tied up against a stake in the middle of the enchanted forest. maybe this has crippled some of his loyalty to the father of the man he served, but he did not really expect an unofficial execution set out by witches and wizards.

you were the one who stands in front of him, staring up at his mighty form like he is a creature you ought to eliminate. and he gazes down at you like you are an angel amongst devils.

you are so pretty, it hurts the knight on the inside at how awestruck he is with you. he remembers seeing your face in the crowd when he first stumbled upon the territory of evil and they captured him. you are that one light that stood out brightly to him, sticking out like a sore thumb.

“you’re not a witch,” says mighty royal knight keigo, earning a frown from you.

“am a witch.”

“yeah? you’re tasked to set me on fire, weren’t you? why haven’t you done it yet?” he asked, and your jaw tightened.

what does it matter to this measly handsome knight for him to inquire about you and your job? he is the one who is going to be executed at this moment.

“keep quiet. do not tell me what to do,” you glared bandit daggers into his scarlet eyes before the corner of his lips formed a smirk. “whatever you say, sweetheart.”

the crowd of magic wielders gathers around to watch the execution of a royal knight. they crave the bleeding soul of his. crave the taste of burning a royal servant in their territory. but their biggest mistake was making a young witch carry out the task of killing him.

a witch who hesitates and is weak to others. you who have never killed another soul before, tasked with a heavy weight. not to mention the smirk of the knight casually seeps into your heart and there it ingrain itself a soft spot.

so swiftly with a wave of just a few fingers, you cast a silent spell that covers keigo like an invisible veil. he does not even realise it for you were so quick. you then reach out, flames dancing around your soft fingertips as the man’s smirk is still very much visible, thrill surging through his entire body as you proceed to light his skin on fire.

to the world outside, you are burning keigo, executing him. the crowd cheers and curses the existence of the royal knight while you watch after taking a few steps back.

that has him dropping his smirk. confusion fills his head while he watches all the witches and wizards around him celebrate the chaos. you are just standing there, still as a night owl while your gaze burns into his soul more than he imagined your flames would.

after what felt like a long time, the crowd disperses, leaving you there. the knight’s sword you held in one hand, light and metallic.

“what have you done?”

“charmed everyone,” you replied so simply, etching even more confusion into the head of keigo which he cannot comprehend.

“come again, sweet girl. i don’t understand.”

“i spared your life. i put a spell on you and everyone else. it is an illusion that you were burned.”

the takami was silent, his scarlet gaze watching as you moved to unchain his shackles with your little to nothing of magic. he realised something upon your grace. your magic is an illusion to everyone else. you make people think you are nothing but a mere weak girl.

“what a sneaky magic you have,” he commented and rubbed his wrist where it hurt. his sword is returned, and he is once again put on a spell to conceal his identity from the evil people who might want to make him their sacrifices.

the man walks by your side. he has been, for a few hours—aimlessly following you around like a lost puppy. countless times you have threatened to burn him alive any moment yet he still remains as stubborn as ever.

at this point, the mission was the last thing on keigo’s mind. he is much, much more occupied with your mysterious presence.

“so, sweetheart, sweetest girl, sweet witchling—”

“you really want me to turn you into a sacrifice, don’t you?” you asked, frustrated, as you went around the forest to collect random leaves—to keigo, at least, they were random leaves. but to you, they are as magical as the forest.

keigo tilted his head, grinning down at you. “i wouldn’t mind that. a pretty witchling trying to kill me. i think i’d die happy!”

your face twisted into a grimace at his words. what an odd creature keigo takami is, especially when he keeps pushing the fact that he would be delighted to serve as your loyal sacrifice now.

it seems like keigo is forgetting his identity upon wandering into this forest. he forgets his duty, his loyalty to the new king, and his job as the best knight the kingdom has to offer.

all of this just because he thinks you are way too beautiful to stand amongst the ugly witches and rotten wizards. you are ethereal to him ever since you stood out from the crowd. you are the weakest woman in this forest, yet he thinks that your beauty is the strongest.

keigo does not run from you nor is he scared of you. if anything, he wants to be devoted to you. you rescued his life and twisted his fate. the least he could do is strip his loyalty away from the new king touya and dedicate his entire soul to you, his pretty witch girl.

the sun has set and the guardian of the night rises in a gentle sway, sweeping over the earth to lull everyone into a calm night. the moon is always bright in the enchanted forest, more than it is everywhere else. on the first glow, keigo takami falls to one knee, lowering his head in front of you.

“my dear witchling, i ask that you allow me to serve you now. i would step on glass and staple my tongue for you. just let me worship you and i am yours to command.”

he pleads and silently pledges, eyes gazing up at you while his hands slowly take yours to press a chaste and soft kiss onto your knuckles. the knight is careful with you, treating your skin like fragile glass.

oh, you could do so much with this pathetic man.

an idea crosses your mind, causing a saccharine smile to crawl up your cheeks.

“then would you bury your friend for me? the cruel king who took away my friend, the thief queen?”

“consider it done, my witchling.”

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I love the beast redemption au and if your still taking requests about it may I ask about which cookie got the beats old souljams and how they are now. :)

Here is the new Beasts! (In case peeps missed that)

The first to succumb was Strawberry Crepe Cookie, being a child, xe didn’t have the mental or physical strength to resist the urges the Light of Destruction forced upon him. He soon fell into a blind frenzy, becoming little more than a living nuke. Using her powers to burn cities and empires to the ground, too scared confused and overwhelmed to control zemself. And when it isn’t causing as much property damage and death as possible, they’re damaging their own body.

The second was Tea Knight Cookie. At first, he had managed to stay strong. Keeping himself isolated, and warning anyone who got close about his now volatile power. But as the Soul Jam began to take his ability to speak, cookies listened to his warnings less and less. This began to frustrate him, and combined with the Soul Jam’s effects on his mind, he soon snapped. Attacking any unfortunate soul who comes upon his land. Though he still holds enough sanity to be able to keep himself isolated, his will dwindles every day. And he strikes down anything that moves within his line of sight.

The third to give in was Wind Archer Cookie. Being a guardian, he immediately went to Millennial Tree for help, but already the Soul Jam was affecting him. He kept trying to ask the legendary for help, trying to explain what happened, but his body refused to say what he wanted to say. The Soul Jam kept forcing him to put on an air of casualty. Telling Millennial Tree that everything was fine, and he just got this shiny new accessory from some very nice cookies. Unfortunately, Millennial Tree bought it. And it was only after Wind Archer was alone that his true emotions could show again.

He started to panic, trying desperately to tell someone, anyone about what was happening to him. But he kept being forced to lie. Soon, it all became too much. Residual parts of his identity as Night Raven began to resurface, mixing with the Soul Jam’s power, and re-corrupting him. Transforming him back into a now much more powerful, much more maddened version of Night Raven. Spreading confusion and fear over the land he was meant to protect, with not a single scrap of who he used to be in sight.

The fourth was Dark Choco Cookie. After gaining the Soul Jam, Dark Enchantress had him locked deep underground. As far away from the surface, and from rescue, as possible. Leaving him to stew and panic, trying desperately to escape. But failing each attempt. Over time, it all began to seem pointless. Why bother trying to escape, when he was so easily stopped every time? The former prince began to close himself off, falling back into old, destructive habits. Until one day, he realized he had fallen so far that he lost the ability to feel all emotion. Not that he minded or very much cared. After that happened, he was simply…let go. After that, he wandered around for a spell, bumping into some cookies here and there. They tried to ‘help’ him, but it was utterly pointless. It did give him what he thought was supposed to be frustration when they refused to give up on him, so he quickly began to use his power against any who got close to him. As a way to teach them a lesson.

Finally, was Pomegranate Cookie. The only one who got a Soul Jam of her own free will. At first, she simply viewed it as a power boost! Able to cast spells twice as powerful, and twice as dangerous as before! Her loyalty to Dark Enchantress Cookie remained steadfast. And overall, she found herself facing no negative side effects! …But over time, she felt her body grow weaker. Seemingly mindless, innocuous tasks now became struggles and tests of strength. Her eyelids always feeling heavier and heavier, as she became sluggish and unable to keep herself upright. It became that all she wanted to do was simply lay on the floor, and do nothing. She didn’t like this, of course. And tried very hard not to let herself laze around the castle all day, but those fifteen extra naps became more and more tempting every day. Until one day, she had closed herself off in her room, filling it with a cloud of gas that could make anyone who inhaled it fall into a dreamless sleep. And she hasn’t come out since.

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𝐈𝐈. Idol ·.༄࿔

ᡣ𐭩 please keep in mind that we will be respectful of idol’s privacy while doing these readings! if their higher self doesn’t allow us or you to know something we will simply not put it in the reading. not as a way to do it half heartedly, but to respect them even in spiritual terms. these readings are for fun, not to be taken seriously.

𝓒. Ace of Coins ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what is it like to live together with the idol of your choice . . . 35£

disc.: includes 7 section’s & pictures (moodboard~)

𝓒. Ace of Wands ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ which idol(s) are most similar to your future spouse . . . 25£

𝓒. Backstage Pass ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ would you sign an NDA if you were to meet your bias. . . 22£

𝓒. BFF ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you and the idol of your choice as best friends . . . 25£

𝓒. Chanel N° 5 ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you and your celebrity crush in a romantic relationship . . . 25£

𝓒. Dark Romance ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what horror movie trope would you and your bias be. . . 15,55£

𝓒. Daydream ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ this reading is going to reveal how your bias would treat you! as a friend and partner 13,33£

𝓒. Ditto ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you in a k-pop music video . . . 19,90£

𝓒. Go Big or Go Home ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ detailed dynamics between the group of your choice . . . 35,50£

disc.; for 7+ members it costs more

𝓒. Ice on my Teeth ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ this reading is part two to our 'you as idol' reading. Includes what company suits you best, your position in the group, your popularity level and a moodboard of outfits & make up! 25£

𝓒. Knight of Cups ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your soul connection with idol of your choice . . . 25£

𝓒. Nightmare Before Christmas ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what would it be like to spend time with your special person or bias. . . 27,77£ [13,33£ for short ver]

𝓒. Ox One ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ explore why you feel so connected to your bias 15£

𝓒. Peekaboo ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ how the idol of your choice if viewed by people . . . 27,50£

𝓒. Polaroid Love ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ did you share a past life with your idol/bias? . . . 22£

𝓒. Pumpkin Spice ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ messages from your bias. . . 16£

𝓒. Replay ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ which of your biases are you most compatible with? . . . 20,50£

𝓒. Seven of Cups ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your idol’s ideal types . . . 10,50£

𝓒. Sweet Venom ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ compatibility between you and the kpop group of your choice . . . 20£

𝓒. Three of Cups ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ friendship between you and an idol of your choice . . . 25$

𝓒. The Lovers ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you and your bias in a romantic relationship . . . 25£

𝓒. The Star ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you as the new member in your fave group . . . 32£

disc: you don’t have to be the same gender.

𝓒. The Sun ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ how does the group of your choice view you . . . 32£

disc.; for groups over 7 members it’s 32£+ as this is a reading that requires a lot of energy.

𝓒. The World ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ how will your biases next year be like? . . . 25£

𝓒. When I Grow Up ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your life as a celebrity/idol . . . 20£

𝐈𝐈𝐈. Romantic ·.༄࿔

ᡣ𐭩 these readings can both be about your future spouse or crush. we do not judge, so pick whatever is most comfortable for you.

𝓒. Aurora Lights ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ compatibility between you and your special person . . . 16£

𝓒. Blessed-Cursed ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ do your visions match or clash with your future spouse? their expectations of your wedding. . . 20£

𝓒. Crush on You ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ would your crush reciprocate your love? . . . 15,50£

𝓒. Crush Landing On You ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ if you were an actress/actor in your favourite k-drama and who you might end up with. . . 25,55£

𝓒. Enchanted ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ this reading is about how you will meet your future spouse / special person, instead of when 15,50£

𝓒. Glimpse of Us ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ this reading is about how your future spouse / special person is like as a person now vs when you will meet them, includes looks and personality 19,50£

𝓒. Heart to Heart ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your future spouse as a person . . . 18£

𝓒. Love ABCS ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ describing everything your person loves about you . . . 30£

𝓒. Love Potion ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what do people love about you . . . 15£

𝓒. Luna(r) Lovegood ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ compatibility with your special person based on tarot and your chinese zodiacs. . . 15,55£

𝓒. My Universe ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a reading on you and your fictional other . . . 10,50£

𝓒. Nova’s Fashion ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your next partner’s fashion . . . 17,77£

𝓒. Pretty Little Liars ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ we will tell you if x and y are/were/will be in a relationship or if one has a crush on the other . . . 22,22£

disc: this can be about anyone you desire as long as it’s within appropriate limits / boundaries

𝓒. Red light Green light ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ red and green flags of the person of your choice . . . 11£

𝓒. Red String of Fate ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a person who will serve a romantic purpose in your future, but is not your future spouse . . . 32£

𝓒. Serendipity ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your future partners initials and zodiac/birth month . . . 5£

disc.; this is done through pendulum. not an indepth question.

𝓒. Starlight ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your crush’s view on you . . . 16,50£

𝓒. Stupid Cupid ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your future spouses/crush’s/bias’ different styles in love. . . 17,77£

𝓒. Tell Me Tell Me ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ channeled message from your future spouse . . . 6,50£

𝓒. Tied to The Soul ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ have you already met your future spouse? . . . 18,50£

𝓒. X.O ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ do you have a secret admirer? . . . 16,50£

𝐈𝐕. Intimate Readings ·.༄࿔

ᡣ𐭩 these are 18+ readings and can get very explicit with descriptions, please keep that in mind before buying! these readings are preferably about future spouse, you alone or people you have already had positive interactions with. minors cannot purchase anything from this section.

𝓒. ABCs 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ anything sexual from a to z about the person of your choice / fs 33£

𝓒. Dirty Dancing 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ the intimate life of you and your future spouse . . . 26,50£

𝓒. Honeymoon 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ everything about your honeymoon . . . 25,50£

𝓒. Lover 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what will your first time be like? . . . 19,50£

𝓒. Lucky Charm 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ the kinks of your future spouse/crush . . . 17£

disc.; crush must know you on a personal level

𝓒. Positions ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ this reading is about what positions you and the person of your choice would both love! 22£

𝓒. 7 Minutes in Heaven ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ channeling your future spouse’s lustful desires towards you. . . 12,50£

𝓒. The Devil 18+ ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what makes you desirable to others? . . . 19,50£

𝐕. Generic ·.༄࿔

ᡣ𐭩 these are a mix of readings that you can apply to life as a whole. feel free to choose whichever you wish to.

𝓒. Aurora ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what does your aura look like? . . . 15,50£

𝓒. Baby Shark ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ will you have children in the future?. . . 27£

𝓒. Cat Eye ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ things you might be good at but not realise . . . 13,50£

𝓒. Dynamic Duo ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ dynamic between two people you are curious of . . . 15£

𝓒. Jeanne D’arc ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what would it be like for you to live in the past . . . 15£

𝓒. Lady Dior ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your story as royalty . . . 18,50£

𝓒. Limitless ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a reading about how your next month will be like . . . 20£

𝓒. Me, Myself & I ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ your life in another universe . . . 17£

𝓒. Meant to Be ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what's the next three blessings in your life 16,50£

𝓒. Mirror, Mirror ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ general reading of your choice . . . 4£

disc.; 4£ per question

𝓒. One In A Billion ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what was your past life like? . . . 20£

𝓒. Paw in Paw ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a reading about your animal guides . . .15,50£

𝓒. 7 Days A Week ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a reading about how your next week will be like . . . 14,50£

𝓒. Silver Dragon ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ you as a mythical being . . . 15£

𝓒. StarFire ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ who are your spirit guides . . . 15,55£

𝓒. Teddy Bear ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ a reading on how you can connect more to your inner child . . . 10,50£

𝓒. To Be or Not To Be ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ should you do/purchase the thing you are thinking of? . . . 12,50£

𝓒. 10 Years ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ an insight into your future. . . 25£

𝓒. The Wheel of Fortune ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ how will your life go next year? . . . 25£

𝓒. Two of Wands ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ career advice from your guides . . . 15,50£

𝓒. Upper Side Dreaming ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ what your dream is trying to tell you . . . 10,50£

𝓒. Yes or No ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ simple yes or no question, but in depth . . . 4,44£

disc.; if you don’t want an indepth answer it’s only 2£

𝐕𝐈. Platonic ·.༄࿔

ᡣ𐭩 these readings are about platonic connections, with whoever your heart desires to get them with.

𝓒. Melody & Kuromi ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ the dynamic between you and your friend . . . 15,50£

𝓒. Other Half ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ initials and zodiac/birth month of your most important platonic soulmate . . . 5£

𝓒. Sound of The Wind ୭

𓈒 ࣪ ˖ ୭ৎ ࣪ 4 long channeled messages from different people in your life . . . 17£

꒰ ౨ৎ 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 .ᐟ .ᐣ

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[zoniteillusion-pyritedreams]

Hi!! Can i request woozi seventeen act around their crush/when he like someone? Thank you and have a nice day~

“Woozi in love the slowburn, emotionally constipated, softboy symphony”

a tarot tea post from your favorite cheeky reader, with extra sass and a sprinkle of sugar for our pint-sized genius.

so... what happens when the mastermind behind seventeen’s discography catches feelings?

spoiler alert: it’s not all hearts and roses it’s overthinking, emotional repression, and a slow crawl toward love with an occasional burst of “wait, I do like you.”

The vibes are:

dark studio lights, coffee-stained lyric sheets, a soft hoodie smell, awkward eye contact, & playlists he’ll never admit are about you.

How woozi acts around his crush:

judgment reversed + eight of swords + two of swords

oh he’s FUMBLING emotionally. like “am i feeling things or am i having a stroke??”

expect lots of internal spiraling, side-eyeing, over-analyzing your texts, and long staring spells when you’re not looking.

he knows he feels something, but denial is his comfort zone until proven otherwise.

the hermit + five of pentacles = he pulls back when he catches feelings. he might even act more distant than usual.

it’s not you it’s his brain saying: “we need a 5-hour therapy session before admitting this person’s cute.”

But once he decides to pursue…

ace of cups + six of pentacles + knight of pentacles + ace of pentacles

baby, he’s the long game KING.

he’s not gonna sweep you off your feet day one, but best believe he’s building a foundation like a Virgo doing taxes: slow, thorough, and with receipts.

he shows love through acts of service and consistency.

we’re talking:

“i made you a playlist (don’t read into it though)”

late-night ramen drop-offs

remembering the smallest details about your day

he works hard to earn your trust first.

Emotionally, though?

three of swords reversed + ace of swords + five of swords + ten of wands

Whew. Our Boy Has Scars.

he’s not just carrying emotional baggage he’s the whole luggage carousel.

he wants to open up, but it takes TIME.

he doesn’t like messy vulnerability, but he will bare his soul in quiet, careful ways.

you’ll hear his love in his lyrics before you hear it from his mouth.

page of pentacles reversed = also lowkey insecure about being enough or “doing love right.”

please reassure him that he doesn’t need to be perfect just real.

When he’s into you?

night of wands + three of pentacles

it’s “I’ll help you build your dreams while trying not to blush every time you say my name.”

he wants to be your creative partner, teammate, and safe place. he’ll flirt but in a quiet, low-effort, genius way that makes you second guess if it was flirting at all.

and when you catch on?

queen of pentacles energy comes out: loyal, protective, nurturing… and maybe just maybe he lets himself be held.

Overview Woozi Crushing Is…

mentally: “no. no. oh god. maybe.”

emotionally: “let me help you thrive but pretend it’s just business.”

physically: “i’ll sit closer but not too close or i’ll combust.”

he’s a guarded softie who needs patience, realness, and emotional safety. but once he feels secure?

you’ve got a loyal, tender, quietly romantic partner who shows up and never stops writing songs about you.

Tag yourself: are you the slowburn muse or the clueless crush who thinks he’s just being polite?

[willowedspirits]

Thought I should detail the nails these guys all use.

Some of the nails from my original post changed slightly. I didn't have a very solid idea of what I wanted their nails to look like at the time, but I got them all down now!

Notes below:

I separated the nails into basic categories. Mainly for me to be able to keep track of them all. These aren't really canon to Hollow Knight, more my interpretation of how they would refer to their nails.

Time

The nail he used in the Sleeping Gods comic is what he used when he first entered Hallownest

Using a new nail was his way of coming to terms with his injuries

Twilight

He prefers using his claws, so he does not use a nail

His claws are even more powerful as a Shade

Warriors

Uses a standard Needle that's commonly used in The Hive

Four

Has a talent for smithing nails himself and created his own

The split nail was an accident, but something he further developed and was able to perfect

He also helps the Mosskin with their nail related issues

Wind

His nail is from the Colosseum of Fools, he got it after he started going there regularly

Tetra taught him how to take care of it

Wild

He has a standard nail, but it technically counts more as a needle

He has multiple. Many. Lots. Too many to count (but I have no idea where he puts them)

He prefers to use his nails as ranged weapons than close combat

Legend

Has 2 short range nails (dual wield) and his staff

He prefers to use his nails but is getting used to using his Soul as a weapon (he's having fun with it)

Is not afraid to just hit someone with the staff if he needs to. It worked out for him before using Soul, it'll work for him just fine now

Hyrule

Doesn't use a nail, he perfers using spells

Can use Legend staff if needed (he only really uses it to demonstrate spells for Legend)

Sky

The Master nail and Dream nail are one in the same

Is hesitant to let anyone else handle it (he gets better at this)

The Dream nail is the only known "cure" for the infection

Dark Link

They're nail is a replica of the standard nail Time used when he first fought Radiance

They can summon this nail, as well as projectile nails (they all look the same)

They're also able to replicate the nails used by the other bugs, but Time's nail is their primary weapon

[dokidokitsuna]

Once upon a time, Four Heroes of Yore banded together to defeat an ancient darkness…

The first was a renowned healer, who channeled his magic through the restorative power of sleep. He led his party to victory, but paid for it with a grave injury, and fell into a deep, never-ending slumber…

The second was the healer’s son– a young warrior who revered his father, and would gladly have followed him into hell. After the battle was won, he devoted his life to protecting the Dream Kingdom, and began using the newly-invented Dream Magic to transform himself into the perfect guardian…

The third was a knight-errant from a distant land, who fought with the magic of the stars. She gave her life in the battle, leaving her descendants to carry on her legacy…but some say her soul lives on in an unseen dream-world…

The last was a mysterious old wizard, who held mastery over dreams. Once the god of darkness had been slain, only he and the healer’s son remained…he left the boy to his grief, and tended to the fallen himself. For the knight he prepared a grave, and for the healer he prepared a special spell, to determine the whereabouts of his dormant mind. The spell was unsuccessful in that regard, but it had an unexpected side effect: it imbued the dreams of its patient into the blood of the lifeless god, amplifying their power and spreading them throughout the new land. The flesh-ground was now filled with dreams, and a new type of magic was born. Magic that could transform any living thing, body and soul, into whatever its wielder desired.

The wizard reveled in his newfound power, and began the work of building a Dream Kingdom. He destroyed Jambastion, and banished its people to the wastes. He built a great palace, and a secret garden to sustain the life of his new source of magic. New followers gathered from around the world, and he taught the first generation of dream-mages…including the healer’s son, who sought to defend the kingdom until the day his father reawakened.

He waited decades for that day, and it never arrived.

Gradually, the dream magic overtook his ability to control it, and he became lost in his own mind– a dreamer trapped in a waking dream that he was no longer aware of. He had made himself a perfect guardian, but for whom, and for what reason, he couldn’t remember anymore. The wizard kept him close, at once intrigued and disturbed by this new being wrought of dreams. He found he could use his own power to reshape its thoughts quite easily, but decided to hide this fact from the public– for its own safety, and to prevent others from meeting the same fate, he began manipulating the minds of the kingdom’s subjects, twisting and erasing the memories of those who became too skilled with dream magic. He was convinced that only he was qualified to handle its full potential.

Unfortunately, the people soon discovered what he was doing, even if they did not know why. Unrest quickly escalated to revolt, and even the Nightmare Wizard, as he was now called, was unable to withstand the might of every dream-mage in the kingdom. He was defeated and imprisoned, and after trying and failing to kill him, the new leaders of the Dream Kingdom simply left him. He could do nothing but watch from his tower as they began uncovering his secrets, and established their own rule…

[emnine]

DELTARUNE SPOILERS BELOW

I think that, while Dess is the most likely candidate for the Knight, it won't be her in the way a lot of people are thinking. Something is clearly very wrong with the Knight's biology. It looks deathly skinny, it can open up its ribcage (with some strange eye thing in the middle?), and it can morph into weird ball form and fly around. Not to mention its strange, shape-changing goop qualities and the fact we only ever see it floating/flying around. If it were truly just Dess' dark world form like many people say, then wouldn't it just be Dess covered in armor? Looking at Noelle, for example, she doesn't seem to drastically change shape or gain too crazy of new abilities (at most she flies for a second while using snowgrave, an extremely powerful spell she only uses once). The Lightner that changes most drastically is Kris, who changes from yellow to blue, but most Lightners just get a new outfit and slightly different skin tone. I think that the Knight is something else entirely. It's likely it's CONNECTED to Dess, but I don't think it just is her in dark world form. There are too many oddities about the Knight, and frankly I don't think Toby would make it so certain who it is at only Chapter 4. At most, I think Dess is the Knight in the same way Asriel is Flowey. The Knight may be connected to Dess or her death or soul or what have you, but is ultimately a different entity. We just don't know enough about Dess' disappearance or the Knight in general to say for 100% certain who it is.

[lovebillyhargrove]

Part 3 of 👑⚔️king Steven x knight William ⚔️👑

***

The king is shackled and thrown into a cold cell in a high tower. There are no windows, there is no fireplace, no torch or even a single candle and Steven is surrounded by infinite darkness.

He does not know how much time passes until one day — or night — the door opens, and Maxine, wearing a hooded cloak, rushes into the cell. She is holding a heavy key ring in her trembling fingers and unlocks the shackles on the king's wrists and ankles.

"We have to run."

The witch from the woods, the one who does not speak, is helping her. She has opened the doors downstairs using a magic spell, and sent heavy slumber upon the guards.

So the three of them flee and hide in the woods in the witch's house where people dare not go.

Maxine tells Steven her step brother's story.

"He was born a bastard son to a very powerful king of faraway lands. The King's name is Neil. He had this child with a beautiful peasant woman, and never wished to see him or have any connection to him from the day the little baby was born. Until eleven years old William had a very modest and simple, yet a happy childhood staying with his mother, working in the fields, in the woods and on the farm, until one day soldiers came and took him to Neil. The son and the mother got separated, and never saw each other again."

"I myself was a little baby at the time when my own mother married Neil out of need. Her husband — my father — had perished in the war against Neil who seized our kingdom without much effort."

"Neil is a ruthless king who is driven by an insatiable desire to conquer lands and other kingdoms. He seems strong like metal, however, he has a secret, his weak spot. It was rumored that he sold his soul to the devil and gained incredible power and countless troops, but was cursed in return."

"Since that time he has been unable to have children. So as it turned out, William was his only child."

"Upon coming to terms with his own infertility and having found no cure, Neil suddenly needed to get his son back, which he did. The boy's mother was banished from the kingdom, and no one knew where she went, and whether she was indeed allowed to leave. There were more rumors that Neil imprisoned her in the underworld, giving false promises to William to reunite him with his mother in return for his absolute obedience. The boy waited in vain, and then began to openly express his defiance and rebellion against Neil, causing unimaginable debauchery and starting multiple riots, and eventually he wandered away to distant lands, looking for his mother and collecting hardships and adventures. Hence the strange marks on his body — although I do not possess the exact knowledge of what they mean or how he got them."

"He found himself in your kingdom, King Steven, not by chance. William was searching for a way to the underworld, or the Upside Down, in the hopes to find his mother there. He indeed came across the passage, and fought an enormous dark monster, however, unsuccessfully, for he then was found in the forest, on the ground, defeated and bleeding. That was how William ended up on your land."

"All this time Neil did not rest, he wanted to bring his only son back. The news travel far, and it finally has reached him that William was staying in a small kingdom on the ocean shore."

"Neil found him and ordered him to return, but his son refused. Neil also ordered him to kill you and proclaim him the ruler. William refused again. Neil captured me and began to blackmail his son that if he did not obey, he would leave me to die in an unknown place. William then swore to help take over the kingdom in exchange for information on where Neil was holding me captive."

"It was the Upside Down again, and both of you saved me, but William was forced to assist his father. It seems as if Neil has this power over him, the calling of blood that my brother is trying so hard to resist .."

"But where is his mother?" Wonders king Steven

"No one knows, and Neil has been silent. William fought the evil spirits from the underworld and searched as much land up here and down there as he could, but failed to find her anywhere."

"So after he betrayed you, William rebelled against his father again, miserably weighed down and disgusted by his own treachery towards you. One night I overheard their conversation ~

"All the lands that are in my possession, even the underworld — I will leave it all to you! You will rule this earth and beyond!"

"I do not want anything from you, father, for you have conquered everything out of greed and vile pride, you have spilled blood of so many innocent people, you tore me away from my mother, you are not above blackmail and torture. You are the embodiment of evil, and I wish to be no part of it."

***

Neil, consumed by rage and helplessness, throws his only son into the Upside Down until he bends to his will.

Steven descends to the realm of darkness one more time, finds William and frees him, challenges Neil to a fight.

They cross swords, the noble king pierces Neil's chest, and a horde of demons flies out of his open wound. In an instant, Neil's whole body turns black, his soldiers everywhere disperse into inky dust, the earth opens up, and Neil is dragged underground by dark slithering snake-like vines.

..

Steven and William spend the night in each other's arms. However, the next morning the king discovers a letter on the white sheets

"My beloved Steven, my pretty king,

There is dark blood flowing in my veins. I can feel it, can sometimes see it coming through. You, my love, belong to the realm of light, with your boundless kindness, wisdom, valor and blinding beauty.

You cannot fathom, and you definitely should not even try to, how it feels to be the only son of a man whose greed and thirst for power had no sane limits. I am not worthy of your love, nor will I ever be.

Still, be sure of the following —

My love for you will remain in my heart, which is tainted with blackness, until my last breath. However, I cannot expose you to the dangers my feelings for you may entail.

Forgive me."

William has again set off into the blue, letting fate and chance guide his journey. Will the king wish to follow and bring his lover back, and if so, where should he look for him ..?

***

Part 4

[catwhoisawizard]

Hello gposers of Tumblr!

I would like to get to know you all better and get more involved in the FFXIV community here on tumblr! My particular blend of brain weirdnesses make it difficult to be consistent about making gposes myself, but I do it when I can. I haven't made any recently because I've been on a bit of a hiatus from the game for personal reasons, but I want to share some of my older shots as a start!

So without further ado, here's a short introduction to my current cast of characters! Please feel free to leave comments or send asks with questions about them!

Name: Zhera Anki

Age: 35 (as of DT)

Gender/Pronouns: Cis female, she/her

Orientation: Polyam Lesbian

Canon combat jobs: SCH/WHM/SMN

Canon non-combat jobs: BTN/CUL/ALC

Homeland: Limsa Lominsa (raised there), Ala Mhigo (born there)

Notes: Mixed race Keeper/Seeker. Her Keeper family is descended from survivors of Amdapor. Her Seeker father was a member of the Fist of Rhalgr. She is autistic and has utilized her hyperfixations and special interests to learn multiple difficult skills quickly. Buff.

Zhera is a former Storm Captain and veteran of the Primal Wars, the Garlean War, and the Final Days crisis. Now retired, she became an Archon (her specialty is aetherology and Allagan Summoning) and now spends her time raising her adopted child Hhemetso and working as a freelance botanist. She is close friends with her worldline's WoL, but played a secondary role in most of the events of the MSQ.

Name: Retha Othan

Age: 84

Gender/Pronouns: Trans female, she/her

Orientation: Polyam Pansexual

Canon combat jobs: RDM/SGE/WAR

Canon non-combat jobs: ALC

Homeland: Tenth Shard

Notes: Was AMAB, but learned alchemy and transitioned by using transformative potions similar to Fantasias that she made herself, and continued to make them to help others transition. Was an Archmage of the Red in her prime, but an injury caused her to lose the ability to use magic, and she didn't get it back until getting her new body in the Source. Was happily married to a man named Tavel and had multiple children and many grandchildren.

Retha is Zhera's reflection from the Tenth Shard. She was her world's primary WoL and saved it several times over, but living a hard life eventually caught up to her in her old age, leaving her frail and unable to help when the Ascians made their final move to Rejoin her Shard. She escaped by volunteering for a desperate last minute plan to use experimental magic to send someone's soul to another Shard in the hopes of bringing back help. The transfer succeeded and she found herself sharing a body with Zhera, her counterpart in the Source, only to learn that she was too late: due to unexpected temporal weirdness in the Rift, she had arrived 1500 years after her Shard was already gone. She has since gained her own body and is now building a new life in her new home.

Name: Kjet Anki

Age: 143

Gender/Pronouns: Non-binary, he/him

Orientation: Asexual

Canon combat jobs: WHM/BLM/MNK

Canon non-combat jobs: BTN

Homeland: Hingashi/Gridania

Notes: He is a Viqo'te, as his other mother was a Viera. He is the reincarnation of Deudalaphon and was forced to take on his predecessor's memories against his will; he developed his time travel spell by adapting techniques used in one of her abandoned experiments. He briefly tried to learn the Dark Knight arts, and his Ascian memories took form and consciousness as his Fray before he accepted them; she is now his headmate, calling herself Hephaestia, the name of the previous Deudalaphon prior to taking the Seat.

Kjet is Zhera's son from a separate timeline than her. In his timeline, Zhera lost the war with her depression when he was about 20 and she gave in to despair. In an act of desperation to fix the world, she summoned a perfected primal using her own soul as it's core. The resultant entity was a fusion of her at her lowest and Ifrit at his strongest, calling itself Zhera Ifrita. Following her mandate to "end war by any means necessary", she started a campaign of political manipulation via tempered thralls and eventually outright conquest to unite the entire world under one state, with herself as something akin to a god-queen preventing war via tempering and draconian social policies. While extremely talented with both White and Black magic, Kjet is ill-suited for violence, and was forced to spend over a century in hiding as he watched the world around him succumb to the monster wearing his mother's identity. Finally, in an act of desperation, he managed to develop a primitive time travel spell and used it to travel back to before Zhera lost her hope, but unintentionally made a split timeline in doing so (the method he used does that to prevent a paradox). He has since started building a new life in this timeline, but the threat from his home timeline is not gone...

[talesofpheonixdrop]

Hey!!! My aphmau obsession just came back starting this new year. I see you haven’t wrote anything about Ein, and I’ve been wanting to see what your depiction of him would be like. So if it’s not bothering you I’d love a fic about him. Maybe human reader x Ein, idk lol!!

Hello!!! I actually fun fact have a few requests for Ein! Super hyped to write... nowhere near as much as Zane but I have them!

So! I hope you don't mind I'm going to use your ask to talk about my MCD ein cause ya know... im a mcd writer lmfaoo I'll have some fics out for him dont worry you'll get that part! And here we go!!

Ein.

The Champion of the Northern Wolf Settelment. That's his official title, but he's more of an executioner. Adept in fighting all types of enemies but particularly Shadow Knights. What started off as a war against the neighboring village after years of attempted, peace and appeasement turned into violent opposition when they were only met with cruelty and disdain from the villagers. It quickly turned into more than that. Each Wolf Tribe has a portal. It's a spiritual thing. Werewolves are meant to have a tie to each world.

But something happened. And the Portals became active, Shadow Knights and souls spilled out setting fire to and killing anything in their path. After losing everything in his Settelment to these monsters he has ventured out traveling the world to put an end to those who took stole from him and his people.

Note: there are some... possibly minorly unsettling details below, most having to do with manipulation. Um, Eins not really a 'good guy' so.... I hope that's not a suprise or what you were expecting

Now information regarding being in a relationship with him!

Ein has pretty severe trust issues. Most of his life has been War and not the 'Honorable' kind of war between two villages. The battles he has fought are dark, lawless and merciless. This especially extends to Humans and Shadow Knights.

And when Ein does decide he can fully trust a human he still doesn't see them as a equal. When Ein and you are in a committed relationship and he fully trusts you he will still be... looking down on you, I'm sorry but it's true. Very much in the view of you being 'weaker, smaller, more delicate etc.etc.' honestly his ego THRIVES on it the bastard.

Because of this he's very possessive and protective of a Human reader. And there's two ways he goes about this and it really depends on how you know him.

If your meeting was based on something where he made himself small and appeasing like... finding him critically injured, being around other Wolf Settelments, or around the Alphas of his settelment he will try to keep that sweet, Mellow, semi..... pitiful... facade you've met. He feels like he's in to deep at this point to kinda show the Stoic and intense truth. So, he will stick close to your side. Bumping shoulder to scent you, Baring teeth, and flashing weapon at any percived threats (this can and will just include people he has convinced himself want to be with you). Then at home using puppy dog eyes and a sad little attitude to get your gushing assurance and adoration. After all he's just so cute and sweet right?

Now if you met Ein in way were you pretty much know what he's all about, then he's going to be very direct. Growling and stepping in front of you, full on just raising his weapon at people, and being very very blatant about scenting you rubbing his face into the crook of your neck while holding onto you.

Honestly this guy is so clingy it's suffocating especially depending on how many people are regularly around you.

Honestly... he kind of fits into the yandere trope? Probably more than any of the other villans... I'd say.... if you rn got Isekaid (did i spell that right?) I'd say... hes the second worst guy to have obsessed with you, Zane is definitely the worst for sure.

I feel like alot of this has accidentally been a PSA against ein lmfaoooo.

He's definitely for the dark romance readers .

He sometimes forgets your not a Werewolf and expects you to just know Werewolf things or adhere to Werewolf customs.

Something that either inhibited or sped up your dating process dependent on how you reacted to him trying to court you. Lol.

If your in a position of power in the villages your relationship is more Rocky if your political stances and moves collide with or DIRECTLY oppose his personal political beliefs. He is so super not above manipulating or undermining you to get what he wants.

He also, is completly desensitized to violence which one could argue! Makes him a perfect personal guard!!! Huh? Huh?

He also has a tendency to get.... lost.... in the moment....and lose himself to a bloodbath for a while.

But unlike Zane, Ein would never physically harm you or let you get harmed he will manipulate your ass tho.

So! If your looking for a HUGE scary ass dog he's the guy for you!!!!!!!