#I dont have a curse im just paranoid

[margle]

yesterday I got the wordle in two (after not having done it for months) and thought wow thats lucky I must have good luck today!! and then immediately something very unlucky happened. then today the word was "lucky". im being fucked with I think I have a curse

[tamagotchikgs]

everyday all day i am just being sharply juggled against my will between im ok :] .. im not ok i am feeling the fear and dread so hard my organs r trying to evacuate and crush me at the same time every part of my body hurts and then no youre ok ! :] no im not . yeah ur ok :] wait nope . not ok. alright im ok :o) ................... no

[mite75]

What do you consider to be a middle class salary and amiddle class life in 2023? Is class related to income or is it on birth/accent/last name in your opinion?

I'm not entirely sure buddy, depends on where you live because cost of living is different everywhere. I would assume its enough to cover rent in a safe enough area, food, transportation to work, and enough extra to bring home for retirement and at least a little tiny bit of recreation like trips/ hobbies. I'd say 60K might do it in my area, but in places like LA or NYC you might need more because its so expensive there. A middle class life is different for everyone, we all have different ideals on what a normal/ average life is. Mine is to be able to cover my basic needs food/shelter/health/transportation, be saving enough to retire at a normal age ~65, with the added ability to put like at least 100$ aside a month for fun things like trips, games, a new sketchbook, classes, a boba tea or 2. It would be an added lovely bonus if my work would allow for me to not be severely hurt by retirement because of the labour i put in, but if thats what it takes for me to be able to live comfortably while im young i would work anyway.

That second question is one I'm super not qualified to answer. I'm an artist by study, and a retail worker by practice. I don't know a lot about or have thought about that very much. My opinion is subject to change with the information i learn because right now i am very ignorant. This is my uninformed ignorant opinion:

Personally when saying something like "middle class" in the context of I live in America and this is how i have seen it used. It usually is not showcasing your ancestry, but the actual money you take home from work. slightly dependent on the amount of expenses you have, through choice or obligation. I can also see the other side though, I think there becomes a point in which your influence in a field or just life can let you ensure your children have a place somewhere where they will also carry that influence/automatically get things that others struggle hard for but will never obtain. (like a big house, career path opportunity, or just money in general) I can also see that if you grew up in a family who launched you into debt, caused an addiction, or started you off in life poorly "working hard" still might never get you out of the hole thats been dug. But when i think classes in 2023 im thinking this person has X amount of money after basic expenses and X amount of expensive recreation (boats, summer home, huge house, fancy car, ect) Not this person is middle class because their mother and father were middle class, which i am living proof that that is not always the case. Theres also tons of other factors that go into your ability to make money or get a job that may or may not play a part in your ancestry, but like,,, I dont study this kind of thing and I'm poor so my only resource is the free part of the internet (people would tell lies on the internet!!!???) and my own life experience. So I dont know and i might never know because this is def more complex of a topic in reality than what i mean with my own words ^^;

[thatdeadaquarius]

Okay so-- i was reading some sagau posts and came across this one where the reader was an army vet and my brain just Did Its Thing--

So now I'm here to inflict this on to you--

Would guns be considered as catalysts. And would they only do Phys Damage.

Me reading this ask:

😶 😐 🤨 🧐 🧐 😰 🥲 😭😭😭 💀

STOP YOU'VE INFLICTED ME WITH PSYCHOLOGICAL DMG FROM THIS ASK 😭

(Also srry took so long to respond, when i didnt realize how short this was/was just sitting over here 😓)

^ For the sake of gun imagery being a lot/maybe staff might hate me for it,

we'll put this gay shit instead (i almost mispelled to "gay shot" lmao)

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Sun: Army Veteran Reader, Gender neutral Reader (you/they/them)

Orbit: SHORT Headcanons

Stars: everybody bc i think itd be funny

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: gun stuff, mild violence, mild cursing & Trigger Warnings: Gun fun everywhere

THIS ASK HAS ME GIGGLING TO MYSELF LIKE A MANIAC

You're out here having a whole gun they let you take for off-base

And u ofc have a license so u can conceal carry

(idk how non-american gun laws work, but tbh ours are so fucked idk how they work here either, just that an army guy i knew once could have his gun when he got back home)

And ofc ur just paranoid enough (more like it just makes u feel safe)

That when u get yoinked into a portal to a silly little brightly colored gacha game fantasy world, the gun comes with 💀

Id like to add in my silly little "ur in a video game, so video game rules" AU version of genshin so:

The only other gun (ish) wielder (Mika) has unlimited bolts

Sooo I'd think your gun would be the same jfc lol

NO BC YOUD SCARE THE ACTUAL SHIT OUT OF EVERYONE IN UR VICINITY IN A BATTLE

BC GUNSHOTS ARE A DIFFERENT TYPE OF LOUD

When u first stumble into abyss monsters/hostile creatures of the realm, u nearly scare off a Lawlachurl bc every shot's like thunder to these bitches😭

So not only the monsters but the vision holders think u fucking summoned lightning

OMG THE BULLETS ARE SO FAST THEYD PROBABLY NOT SEE IT

ESP BC DISTRACTED BY GUNSHOT LOUDNESS

SO U AIM THIS LITTLE BLACK CROSSBOW (???) AND THINGS JUST DIE (OR GET RIDDLED WITH HOLES) WITH NO CLEAR ARROW STICKING OUT

STOPP- you're becoming a witchy god or smth to all of Teyvat bc it just looks like hella high level magic atp to them LMAOOO

Rumors of you get out of hand and say u just point or snap ur fingers and things get wounded/just die on the spot 💀

Oh another difference between Teyvatians seeing ur gun vs. crossbow (what they know)

Is that guns are wayyyy more destructive

Like an arrow would get shot but it'd bounce off of things like rock or wood or metal, maybe dent a little depending on how close

But a bullet goes thru that shit so easy, and leaves a whole little explosion behind, once again depending on range

(I once saw a Mythbusters episode? of them proving bullets would definitely go thru car doors, like movies lied to u, this is why drive-bys acc work like for gangs)

Lmao, the image of you in like full armor with a Teyvat made automatic gun after showing it to blacksmiths

Makes u just more convincing as a god, esp bc military training

(Ppl like Gorou and Kokomi begging for military tactics/training ur world has done)

...

....Ok.

I'll address it.

But only so u dont think im stupid later.

Yes, the Fatui have guns.

No, this not the same as having a glock LMAO

End of story.

(Also, urs runs on bullets, whereas the Fatui rely on magic/delusions to power theirs, plus they dont seem as fast or destructive as urs, more "explosions aimed at you" than real bullets)

Which,,, u leave the managing of ppl copying ur gun to ppl like the Qixing or smth, but make sure to give them advice on good gun laws if teyvat accidentally revolutionizes bc of ur advanced gun that anybody can wield (non-vision users)

Thats the best ive got abt that

Oh, also enjoy being praised as a War god now.

:)

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... dammit i had smth i was gonna tell u guys-

Uh what tf was it, it was important

OH

Next post is the Eldritch God Oneshot! Look out for it :) !!

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[fruityhoon]

eat with me

soft yandere!hee x gn!reader

warnings/note: mentions of food, eating, hee’s a sweet boi here, fluff, slightly paranoid hee, NOT proofread (i wrote all of this half asleep so bare w me)

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it was way past midnight and you couldn’t sleep, all you had was some leftover sandwich from the fridge for dinner so what better way was there than to eat?

only one problem..

you had to sneak past heeseung in order to be able to do that.

sure he was sweet and would do anything for you, but heeseung wasn’t the type to let his guard down and let you out of his sight especially past midnight, he’d always make sure you fell asleep first before he could catch some sleep. and if you were hungry, he’d make something light for you so your stomach wouldn’t be rumbling all night.

but tonight was a little different, he came back home exhausted, immediately taking a shower and laid next to you resulting in him falling asleep before you which was something he never did

and right now you took the opportunity and slowly climbed out of bed while making sure heeseung doesn’t feel your absence next to him

you went downstairs and headed into the kitchen, taking a look inside the fridge you noticed there wasn’t really anything for you to eat which lead you looking through the cabinets and voila!

instant noodles.

heeseung never really lets you get your hands on them as he quote on quote said, “it’s unhealthy and you should be eating proper meals instead”

‘why does he have a lot of them in the cabinet here then?’ you thought to yourself

taking 2 packs of the noodles, you dont know how but you managed to not make much noise and made yourself a nice bowl of shin ramyeon

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he lazily opened his eyes, trying to find your warmth to then which he realised you werent there next to him.

immediately sitting up, heeseung grabbed his phone on the nightstand and opened an app to see if there were any notifications of the doors or windows being opened or even unlocked but there werent any

‘fuck fuck fuck where are they?’

the man got out of bed despite his hair being all over the place, wondering where you were while trying to keep himself calm

he was being paranoid, thinking you snuck out and ran away, cursing at himself for letting his guard down this one time until he heard faint noises coming from the kitchen

he walked over slowly and a sigh of relief came from him as he saw you in the kitchen about to eat your noodles

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you were about to engulf your food when a pair of arms hugged you from the back, you flinched and let out a small yelp, almost knocking over your food

pulling away and turning around, you were met with a pair of bambi eyes looking straight at you before he hugged you again , resting his face in the crook of your neck

“dont do that to me again, you scared me” he lowly whispered in your ear as he hugged you even tighter, you could hear the fear in his voice

feeling bad you slowly pulled away and caressed his head and looked at your food

“im sorry.. i was really hungry but you looked really tired and exhausted before you slept so i didnt wanna wake you up” you looked down at your foot, feeling guilty that you made him feel scared

“i dont care how tired i look if you need anything just tell me okay? i’ll always be there no matter how exhausted i am and i need you to know that” you nodded as he cupped both of your cheeks before leaving a small peck on your forehead

“c’mere” you pulled him to the seat next you as you quickly got up to grab something, leaving the man confused

you came back to your seat as you handed him a pair of utensils and placed a glass of water on the table

“eat with me” you nudged the bowl slightly to his side, the man raising an eyebrow as a response

“you didnt eat anything today hee, its not like i can finish this anways, share with me okay?” you said as you gave him a soft smile

“baby its o-“

“if you dont share with me i’ll be really upset” you cut him off as you emphasised on the ‘really’, knowing he’d give in to you since you knew the last thing he wants is for you to be upset with him

and you were right. he spent too long waiting for you, now that he finally had you with him he wanted to treat you well and give you all he had. he was always listening to you, complying to your needs while always being cautious of course

but you didnt mind, although he was really overprotective he still made you feel loved and you felt safe with him and thats all that matters to you

“okay okay we’ll share” he let out a small giggle as he ruffled your hair and the both of you shared the bowl of ramen which was probably already soggy at this point

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“your not mad.. right?” you spoke out as the both of you finished the food

“baby of course not, what makes you think that?” he looked at you as he frowned

“i don’t know i just thought you’d be mad” you got up and took the dishes to go wash them but he stopped you

“im not mad y/n, i just got a little scared that’s all” he took the dishes from your hands and walked over to the sink

you hugged him from behind as you mumbled out a quiet ‘sorry’ , resting ur cheeks on his back

“it’s okay, you wanna cuddle on the couch?” he dried his hands and turned to look at you to which you nodded

the both of you sat on the couch cuddling, your head on his chest and him leaning on your head, one of his hand gently caressing your back

cuddling sessions on the couch were always nice and it wasn’t until a few weeks ago the both of you started doing it

“please don’t leave me y/n, i don’t know what i’d do without you” he softly whispered out of nowhere, but you know it was just him overthinking

“i’ll be here, always” you responded as he smiled and started humming lullabies, something he’d do to make you sleepy

you fiddled with his other hand, slowly falling asleep to the melody you were hearing

and soon enough you fell asleep, heeseung noticed and kissed your forehead, dozing off not long after.

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author’s note: im not really the type to write fluff but i just wrote down whatever came to mind honestly, let me know what yall think :D

[luna0713hunter]

Hellooo~

I just found your blog rn and I immediately fell in love with your works(especially sukuna ffs).

I love the way you write sukuna and reader's relationship.

And if ur ok with it, may I request a sukuna x reader angst? Maybe where reader is a sorcerer and she got badly injured and got into a almost death situation during a fight and sukuna is smh guilty for it??

You can ignore this if u want to<3

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Author's note : Hi hi ( ꈍᴗꈍ)oh my gosh im so happy to hear that!!!thank you so much darling!it makes me super happy

Mhm,i love the smell of fresh angst with happy ending in the midnight lmao. I'll gladly write it!! Hope you enjoy this,Cookie-chan!

Warnings : Sukuna Sorcerer au!,angst,injury and blood,happy ending!

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You knew this would happen,and you were happy to rub it in your idiot boyfriend's face with a big "i told you so."

That is,if you make it out alive.

The curse before you lets out a loud noise, something akin to cackle,as it watches you with it's multiple eyes. You glare,but even you know it's lost all heat;with blood oozing out of each part of your body,you can barely even keep your eyes open. Your body feels weak,and all of your joints hurt like hell. Your eyes drift to where you broken phone is laying and you just hope that your help signal has gone through before it was damage for good.

"ah," you mumble as you spit a mouthful of blood on the ground below; watching as it drips down on your hands, "today sucks. Its all Ryo's fault."

Your hazy eyes turn up and you watch as the curse dances around;each one of it's disgusting eye spinning around wildly as it looks at you with glee.

The son of a bitch is having fun killing you.

"you're lucky, y'know," you giggle slightly from how slurred your words sound; the blood lose making you lightheaded, "If Ryo was here,he would've torn you to pieces. But, he's an idiot."

Because he really was; starting that morning with the message from the higher ups about your new mission, you had told Sukuna that it would end badly. You had told him more than twice that something smelled fishy;that the higher ups were out to get you. But Sukuna,had dismissed your worry,and with a small scoff had said you're paranoid. At least,now with you dead,he would be proven wrong.

You grin maniacally at the thought;serves him right.

Leaning your back against the tree,you watch with bleary eyes as the curse steps closer;you dont even care. You're too tired to fight back. So you just sit there, thinking about all the things you'll miss;your friends and family,that one bakery with those delicious coconut buns,your boyfriend Sukuna,and most of all-

"i never got the chance to hear him say i love you..."

Maybe out of everything, you'll regret not dating your boyfriend sooner.

You're so lost in your thoughts,that you dont notice the sound of the curse has been faded away. And when you hear a small shriek,and hurried footsteps running your way,you just close your eyes and drop your head. You're fully expecting the curse to rip out your heart,when gentle,but frantic hands,take hold of your bloody cheeks and raise your head slightly. With a pained groan,you open your eyes just enough to see a heap of pink,and a familiar pair of red eyes.

"Ryo...?"

"yeah,yeah babe. Its me," his voice is steady,like always,but you can hear a small undertone of worry and it brings a smile to your lips.

"told ya..."

The hands on your cheeks rub at the corner of your lips to wipe away the blood.

"yeah,i know. And I'm an ass for not believing you." You feel yourself shift,and with foggy mind, realize he has lifted you up in his arms, "I'll make it up to you. Promise."

You giggle and rub your head against his chest;his scent already soothing your mind.

"can i have those sweet buns then?with hot chocolate?"

"whatever you want. First, let's get you fixed up yeah?"

You mumble your agreement and close your eyes. And when you wake up the next time,its to a tray full of your favorite sweet buns and a warm mug of hot chocolate.

Your boyfriend embraces you tightly,and kisses your forehead.

"i love you."

And maybe getting almost killed,was worth it after all.

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P.S : I love coconut buns and im currently craving some so i had to add them lmao.

[wildflowerdoeeyed]

𝑀𝑜𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒪’𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒶

the character overlook part 2!!

this is going to be shorter but i still want my yap (spoilers it’s not im passionate about this), spoiler heavy for chapter 4-6

i’m not really proof reading any of this so sorry if anything’s wrong please tell me

🪞before i say anything i want to point out a bit of dialogue between sean and molly

m - i dont have much opinion on you

s - ah but you don’t like me, i can see it in your eyes

m- i don’t know what you’re talking about mr macguire

s - but you look down your pretty little stuck up nose at me

m - i guess i didn’t come to america to meet boys who crawled out of the local bog. when i could have paid them to sweep my chimneys at home

s - i knew it. you’re a snotty nosed little west briton

m - i am no such thing

s - ‘course you are, i see it now. you probably have a family with a big farmhouse and titles

💋 i want to bring this up for a few reasons

1. sean is one of the only characters in camp proud of his heritage, molly is quite superficial and she doesn’t talk much about it, kieran doesn’t know much about his heritage and doesn’t know how to pronounce colm even though kieran was with the o’driscolls

2. he calls her a “little west briton” which usually means an irish person who greatly admires England or Britain, thinking them superior to Ireland

3. i said in my last post that i assumed molly became well off from. a family business in agriculture

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💋now i don’t have much to say about her outfits here because of the fact that they stay the same so i’ll talk more about her and dutch

💋from shady bell onwards molly really starts to loose it and there’s more and more arguments between the two of them at one point she screams that he ruined her life

💋molly starts getting really paranoid, she sits at one of the docks by herself and karen even tries to comfort her in her own drunken way even when molly approaches her and confronts karen about talking about her (i’m not entirely sure if she actually did) molly smacks karen, karen hits her back harder and molly storms off to behind the house

💋i feel molly starts to realise she is the fool that everyone calls her for falling for dutch, and there’s a held sentiment that dutch probably never loved anyone more than annabelle and molly was more of a distraction with a pretty face

💋walking around shady belle, molly is usually found sulking in the corners of the house on her knees with her head down, i’d also like to put out there that in their room one one side of the bed is disturbed

💋i think kieran’s death was a way to put into perspective how the gang was falling apart molly asking arthur how this is allowed to happen

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💋molly is absent at the end of chapter 5 and i’m not entirely sure that people really questioned it at all (i was obviously trying and failing to find my wife)

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💋now let’s get into the deep shit of the start of beaver hollow

💋molly is clearly drunk back in her casual outfit with her blue shirt, which i think personally is how she felt more comfortable in

💋she curses out dutch and says that she told milton about the saint denis robbery

💋i think she went through the realisation when she was away of dutch’s complex about himself, calling him “your majesty” or “master” when she makes fun of him

💋dutch talks a lot about loyalty and having faith and him and miss grimshaw carry the sentiment that she broke the rules

💋miss grimshaw shoots molly, and i think, though i love molly, she is my wife, it was the last nail on the coffin that when molly died she sees dutch, the only person she thought liked, even loved her, looking disappointed in her

💋she also didn’t get a proper burial and got burned

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(only doing positive ones bc that’s what my baby deserves)

💋 karen’s the most aggressive after mollys death as she holds a grudge to miss grimshaw, calling her a filthy murderer and saying that she probably liked doing it, karen had seen (imo) that molly just wanted dutch’s attention and she was blinded by love

💋 i personally hold a grudge too but she seemed remorseful that she did it because she had to

💋 abigail feels guilty but they’re still under the pretence that she ratted on them

💋 charles says he feels bad even though he didn’t know her well

💋 strauss, though i think he probably did not gaf he actually includes molly in him saying the camps falling apart

💋 marybeth just feels guilty about her, saying that she doesn’t believe it, she probably said that in the way of she couldn’t believe that mollys dead but i’d like to think she also didn’t think that molly did it

💋 swanson says she’ll be in his prayers

💋though i’d like to add dutch’s reaction to yknow the supposed lover of him saying that he shoulda cut her off ages ago

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💋i feel like people forget that milton tells arthur they couldn’t get anything out of molly , if you know micah is the rat you have to know molly isn’t

💋 off topic but i want to say i also saw someone say mary (linton) was one of the rats, i feel like people forget that mary knew arthur was never going to change for her, her missions never affects the plot, she’s always going to send the infamous letter at the start or beaver hollow, she never changed the ending you can not help her and never talk to her again and there’s still the same ending it’s all micah

@lovearthur since you got tagged in the last one 🫶🏼

[marineflamez]

Your interpretation of Spamton is really interesting, do you have any specific thoughts about each section of his life??? ( like addison, big shot, puppet)

warning, this is a huge autism rant LOL

addison era: i havent headcanoned much about his addison self tbh... the most ive got is hes transmasc and is very bird-like with feathers.....also cat-like too. i think the addisons in general act like that. another headcanon i have is that the addisons are naturally social creatures! they stick together and get depressed when alone, which is sad to think about considering the CircumstancesTM

big shot era: i think spamton during this era was at his highest career wise, and his lowest mental health wise (aside from his current mental health state). my headcanon is hed have a super inflated ego and lash out at people, but only to hide the deep rooted insecurity from knowing he only became successful from a phone. i imagine hed also feel paranoid and constantly anxious at the thought of losing it all, which ended up happening. the social nature of being an addison prolly also contributed to his decline since the addisons left him. so hed stick by the phone not only for advice, knowledge, etc... but for some type of social contact, albeit incomprehensible.

if you wanna see my headcanon for his character In ActionTM, i made a video on his big shot era here: https://youtu.be/OWeStag3dJk

puppet era: this is the most confusing one for me. i still to this day do not know how he became a puppet, if the addisons are puppets, when he became a puppet, etc... its such a confusing thing to wrap my head around. im a big fan of the acid theory and that it kinda melted him away ! however, i dont think it made him shorter bc he states he was always small in the qna, i believe... another theory that could be plausible is the force behind the phone slowly turned him into a puppet as like a "you get success, but only if i get to control you" type curse. idk! its a confusing timeline. regardless, i love his current form the most, aside from sneo. i think hes ageless, but still has the energy and features of a late 40-early 50 year old dude. i draw him with a receding hairline and damage to his puppet body. still transmasc also!

a huge thing i adore about his character is how unapologetically evil he is. he doesnt hide it, he admits hes evil and/or uses you for evil (in snowgrave). and the thing that fucks me up the most is, he had that thornring planned REGARDLESS OF THE ROUTE which is so scary. like if you beat his ass, hes like "whoa there dude! at least buy my ring! fuck you!" and runs off. that and the fact he kept trying to get that neo body. he is so desperate that he has multiple plans to get that body for god knows what.

also the trans allegories for him!!!!!!! love it!!!! like him really hating his puppet body and wanting to be bigger.... or like when u put the emptydisk in the mannequin with the dress, only for it to not wanna go in. like yeah it could be a interpreted as him wanting to go into sneo and not the mannequin, but given his connection to mettaton, who has some heavy trans allegories, i think it has more meaning than just "this isnt sneo!!!!" .,,, also the fact he gets such intense euphoria from being sneo. godddd i love trans spamton allegories!!!!!

spamton neo: my second favorite (almost first favorite) form of spamton. incomprehensible armor, but still killin it with those heeled boots!!!!! girlboss honestly

post sneo fight, i always found it interesting how his ark ends in a less hopeful, and more existentially dreadful manner. it almost feels unnecessarily cruel, but i think that the sad ending to his story is essential to get that hopeless "your choices dont matter" theme across. it also just shows how his hubris fucked him over in the end no matter what he did. ALSO HE DID NOT DIE!!!! people keep saying he died. he didnt. he literally has dialogue if u fill your inventory where hes like "bro???" so like. i think he just kinda gave up and turned into an item on his own accord, like jevil.

however, my favorite iteration of sneo is snowgrave. it really shows how genuinely fucking evil spamton is. he literally tries to stop you from being evil so HE can be evil, its so fucking awesome KJDJGSNKJSDNG

but like. fuck man, the dialogue is crazy good??? just peaking into his actual thoughts and insecurities and absolute self hate... muah. and getting that info from him self projecting onto kris? MUAH!!!!! i think its such a perfect battle for sneo because of how he tries to evade responsibility and hatred toward himself, or at least tries to make it sting less, by self projecting it onto kris. he hates kris, yeah, but its mostly just hatred toward himself, what hes become, and how far hes fallen from grace. and him trying to claw his way back to being successful- no BEYOND successful- and into world domination, is fucking harrowing. he is a fucking force of nature in the form of a YTP puppet.

i adore everything about the buildup to snowgrave sneo, the environmental storytelling, everything!!! it was only recently that i realized the scribbly lines around the mansion were his glitched advertisements.

also another thing that fucks me up: he killed his ex friend by proxy. absolute insane behavior its so. ohhmygod. i also love the connections to noelle and her being an angel. an angel sent to help him reach heaven... godddddd i love this shit

another thing i find so fascinating: his glitched speak in his sneo form is not as incomprehensible? its so eerie. hes like... he can better communicate his thoughts better and more coherently, which is genuinely so freaky because youre just so used to his nonsensical bullshit so its like. whoa. he was There Mentally all along, he just couldnt say it because of how fucked up and glitchy he was.

yes, i do believe he is like Completely There Mentally throughout the entire game. hes crazy as fuck, but he hasnt lost grasp on reality like jevil has. spamton has multiple plans concocted to get what he wants. hes smart! he knows what hes doing, and thats fucking Horrifying.

im tired of people saying he isnt evil or that hes just misunderstood. like yeah his circumstances are so unbelievably sad, but hes not some precious little creature who deserves to be protected... he is evil!!!!! he is evil and uses people to kill, or straight up tries to kill you himself! whether it be for freedom or his own demented plans of world domination!!!! and he outright says hes evil!!! he knows hes evil and doesnt give a shit, fuck, or damn!!!!

ok autism rant over :3 sorry if you read all that and were confused the entire time, spamton is my babygirl

[xwiedzmax]

Fable- sir what are your intentions

Fable is so confusing and i do not undertstand that man. things he says dont line up (saying that taking out the shards from Rae could kill him, but later mentioning that they would have to do that, whole 'who cursed Isla' thing, blaming Enderian for literally everything) but he's also being weirdly nice to Rae right now. comforting him, letting him actually speak up, listening to what he has to say. he still feels somewhat manipulative though. we know Fable has done bad stuff before, obviously he isnt totally innocent because of not knowing stuff, there are still inconsistencies. with the recent lore, he has acted very impusively with some stuff, and he said that he was too focused on being worried about Icarus, he nearly lost Rae. after that immidiately claiming that he is Rae's father.. my man i think that is a lil bit too soon- he totally ignored Rae's mental health, caring too much about Icarus, if he cared for Rae as much as he claims to, he wouldnt ignore that, i think at least. he also claimed the town peeps were his family, which is also a very quick decision, he hasnt even interacted with many of them more than once. he has done some good stuff tho, looking for Arisanna, helping Momboo, stopping Quixis (in Unlocked), comforting Rae, helping with the raid on town. he might be a bit paranoid like Ocie said, but that man is still sus, im so confused what his intentions are right now. depends how he talks to Icarus next time, its gonna be a bit more clear what he wants to do ..i go back to the void now :] actually i just remembered, Ari has said before that she doesnt really like Fable, and that she doesnt remember him very well, which is another sus thing about him ..now i go into the void

[h0bg0blin-meat]

TALKING ABT BUDH HAS ME ANGSTY OVER CHANDRA-TARA AGAIN YAAAR

FOR STARTERS I DO NOT THINK THE SITUATION AND THE DYNAMICS BETWEEN THE THREE WERE LIKE PARIS-HELEN-MENELEUS

Like- its literally canon that brihaspati is a shit husband (oppostie to shukra THIS MUCH?)

And i imagine after shachi’s curse he gets really paranoid (and lets be honest that is a male chauvinist) so he is like “tara dont leave the house, keep the window closed” etc etc

And because of these rules she ends up loosing the one thing that still managed to keep her sane in the marriage, her freedom, and her stars

So imagine when chandra comes in, adorned in white, bright in the night sky like tara’s beloved stars. And he approaches her, asking for her hand in marriage, and she says yes that she will elope with him.

I personally imagine chandra was so infatuated by her that he didn’t even bother asking her if shes married or why they have to elope. So in the middle of the night they leave.

Tara finds her freedom and her stars. The night sky is complete with the stars and moon together, but of course that can’t be for long.

After they…consummate or whatever, shukra comes to chandra regarding the ultimatum which is when chandra finds out and although he is hurt about tara hiding her marital status he still informs shukra he will not accept it, to which narada muni takes it to the devas.

NOW THE DEVAS DONT REALLY BLAME TARA, but indra is still paranoid after the entire him getting removed because of his defiance of brihaspati, so he brigrudgingly agrees.

And when chandra finds out she is pregnant with budh he is heartbroken, especially because this is right after shukra tells him they won’t win easy, and there will be negotiations over an actual victory and he will lose tara.

After the said negotiations and the entire “tara whose child is this?” Thing tara goes back to brihaspati, but its different, he lets her go they are seperate in every way except legally and she is lonelier than ever, I imagine the devas agreeing for her not to meet budh too frequently as to not upset brihaspati, so budh is essentially raised without his real mom.

The nakshatras obviously care for him, but he always felt something missing, his relationship with chandra though is better, chandra absolutely adores him for what he is, a remnant of his sitara, his star, his tara.

I GOT IN THE FEELS BUT DO YOU FEEL ME?? DO YOU SEE MY VISION??

YOU HAD NO REASON TO MAKE THIS SO EMOTIONAL WHAT

DONT DO MY BUDH LIKE THAT FUSDHFJDF

But again I do like this story cuz it's just too good

and another thing im glad about is that Budh is atleast closer to his dad so there's that

[chesters-ocs]

i dont know what this is. but uh... @the-whispers-of-death ask and.. ye shall receive??? dialogue heavy bullshit with no planning??? enjoy?????? idk man im not confident in this one. esp not stones dialogue so feel free to burn me at the stake for any inaccuracies <3

wc: 1.1k

Sylvester couldn't have been happier to have responded to the texts sent to him, after discovering the person on the other side is a friend of his soulmate! But of course it just happens to be his luck that the man he's destined to spent eternity with is paranoid about tech... the very thing Sylvester's professional life revolves around. He almost wants to roll his eyes at the thought.

Well, he figured, at least he has some way of communicating with the mystery man. They've started to exchange letters, after Ashok forwarded his address to Stone. A bit slow and tedious, but it worked well enough, so he couldn't complain too much... for now. Sylvester did figure that maybe taking it slow like this would also be for the best

He does, however, want to complain about the lack of a proper name to attach to his face. However, he guesses the moniker of 'Stone' fit him, he did act like one at times, Sylvester mused, before stopping the train of thought abruptly, as he heard his name be called on the street. Oh right, he's waiting on said soulmate, as per the scheduling. Only took them two months to finally meet again, courtesy of the embarrassingly slow mail system in place.

"Sylvester..?"

His ears twitched as he turned on his heel, tail gently swaying along with the movement, working to stabilize the action. He looked up at the source of the deep voice.

"That'd be me... Stone," he almost wanted to spit the name, no, word, out, but reeled himself in. Better stay polite and put on the smile, would be a shame if such an important figure for his life would detest him.

For a moment, he wanted to say the letters were pointless, and that his soulmate was mainly using them to practically host an interview, with how he managed to dodge any questions the hybrid had of him. All he knew of him was that damn nickname, sorry, callsign, and that he's a foreigner to the UK, but he could have figured the latter out on his own, with how warily he seemed to stalk the streets.

What he didn't catch is how the larger man almost looked guilty, with a side of annoyance.

"Did he not tell you my name?"

That piqued his interest instantly. "Who?"

"Ka- Ashok. Did he?" Stone clarifies, his gaze boring into the hybrid.

"No. He said you'll have to do it yourself. Apologies, big guy," Sylvester would have laughed, if his gaze wasn't so intense.

"That motherfucker," the man curses, causing Sylvester's lip to quirk up in amusement "... Vikram. Call me Vikram... Please?"

"Oh? ... Thats a nice name, Vikram. Better than Stone, don't you think?" he mused out loud, unable to stop himself. Unbeknownst to himself, in that moment he seemed to forget all his previous internal annoyances he held for the guy in front of him.

"I... panicked?" Stone.. Vikram? offers with a forced grin, avoiding eye contact.

Sylvester nods at that, humming for a moment as he thinks, before outstretching his hand to him.

"I have to pick up the kid at four, so what do you say about a date of sorts? It's only noon, after all. I'd like to talk to you. In person. Anywhere is fine. But I'm getting hungry."

"Can we do your place?"

"You're bold for a man i barely know"

"I can cook..?" He offers with a more earnest grin, and in that moment Sylvester could have sworn the light hit his eyes in such a way that it looked like liquid gold, only to be gone in a blink. But the subtle spike in his heart rate and the hitch in his breath didn't leave as quick as he would have liked, causing him to gulp

"... U-uhm.. yeah. Sure!.. I guess I do like a guy who can keep himself alive!" He made a poor attempt at a joke, trying to divert his soulmate's attention away from his increasingly flustered state. One which only increased as he finally grasped his outstretched hand in his, holding it with such gentleness that barely matched his appearances.

"I can do more than just that," The man frowned.

"We'll see about that! So.. My place it is... I guess," If the Sylvester from a few months ago would have seen this, he would have probably hit him over the head with a chair, but the current him couldn't care less about it.

He's decided he'll get to know this boulder of a man, instincts be damned!

"... So.. Why'd you even want to meet all the way out in the park?" Syl asked, his thumb grazing over his soulmates knuckles.

"I was told it'd be off-putting if I appeared at your door, so park it is."

"How considerate!"

The small talk continued on for the remainder of the walk, as they passed by the small corner shop they met at, eventually reaching the slightly run-down looking apartment building. Sylvester sighs as he opens the apartment doors to let them both into the tiny flat.

"I could have sworn I cleaned yesterday... No matter... Uh.. Kitchen's this way, if you still insist on cooking. I could order-"

"I'm cooking."

"... Rude," Sylvester grunts as he's cut off, before continuing as if he were never interrupted "I don't have a lot of produce. Haven't been out to get groceries in a few days."

He eyed him keenly as Vikram took stock of everything, opening and closing cupboards, as well as the fridge, scanning every last detail.

"That's seven types of cheese..."

"Oh, I'm lactose intolerant," he spoke nonchalantly, deciding to lean against the wall to admire him a little, "but I do like cheese. Kid likes it too."

"... You know you're not supposed to eat it?" He asked, glancing his way.

"What are you, a doctor?" The hybrid retorted, not liking to have his eating habits questioned.

"I am, yes," he stated with a blank expression.

"Oh for fuck's sake.. I just like it, and that's it. What happened to saying you'll cook?" He grumbled, trying to change the conversation to something else.

The tactic seemed to work well enough, as Vikram's focus went back to the produce laying around.

"How about... mashed potatoes and chicken?"

"Hm.. Sure. Kid will love it too. Need any help?"

"... No. Get out of my kitchen."

"Already staking claim on the place?" Sylvester asked incredulously, laughing in playful disbelief

"I am. Now out."

"You better be as good as you say you are to kick me out of my own kitchen~" the shorter man teased with a grin, before throwing his hands up in mock surrender, making his way out of the room.

"I will. Don't worry."

[weirdcat1213]

another day another week ANOTHER FUCKING VOLUME-

okok lets relax

vol 11 thoughts

chap 1:

you know i barely remember this so it should be fun :D

-CHAPEL IDC IF THIS A FLASHBACK BUT THE TF OUT OF MY HOUSE

-"all he did was to shoot you in the spine" lmao elendira calling legato a baby is my favorite thing

-you know what girlie youre so right- oh a joke? damn it

-ily zazie, youre so cool

-VASH SLEEPING IN THE CAR :D

-oh hey brad is here

-ah NO NOT THE AFTERMATH MOMENTS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-brad, brad, honey....he knows

-why is my poor baby apologizing :c

-i mean brad's fears are valid and all but HE DOESNT KNOW AND WE KNOW AND VASH KNOWS AND ITS ALL JUST REALLY SAD

-GIVE MY MAN A BREAK LMAO XD

-also i can relate to livio here cuz rn my environment is too trusting and im so paranoid about security like yeah vash, i would never sleep in the back of a car of someone whom i just met you dumbass-

-shut up literally shut up

-fair

-Ion Blaster TM time :3

-final phase you say-

-oh....oh no. vash, this is gonna be one of those moments where you sigh and curse knives for being kinda right

-oh he angy xd

-OHH RIGHT YEAH

-yeap...they are fucked atm

-OMG ITS THEM THEYRE COMING YIPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY :D

chap 2

-THEYRE ALMOST HEREEEEE

-catch me being that guy when the end comes (just a dude in a coat with a hat playing music, thats gonna be me)

-oh god no, the worst and most boring thing you could do is to label knives as a terrorist. the guy is so much more and that word just doesnt fit him

-yes thank you! no time for nonsense

-THERE SHE IS HEY GIRLLLLL ITS BEEN SO LONG, TOO LONG, YOU LOOK SO PRETTY :3

-MILLY MY BELOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED

-when was the last time we saw them? 2 volumes ago?

-"i would never would have imagined this. that the world could change so fast" and that goes on the list of "timeless trigun things" or TTT for short

-:c

-wait so...transphobe guy? get yeeted

-oh...oh i didnt remember...oh i will cry

-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the reunioooooooooon

-look at their fucking faces, they missed each other so much

-tbh if i met the most jesus-allegory guy ever, then lost trail of where or how he was for 2 volumes of a manga ,to find him later in the middle of a silly fight i would also cry

-that scene with the pieces of earth announcement makes me kinda sad, no one will come for us

-geesus christ

-ohhh kinda pretty tho, looks like a phoenix

chap 3:

-"its all happening so fast" yeah sorry dude, its a trigun tradition

-HE LOOKS SO HAPPY, HIS DUTY (according to him) OF PROTECTING THE PEOPLE IS ALMOST DONE

-"do you want me to come along?" he would be the best person to go to public places when you are too anxious to talk to strangers

- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DONT ASK PLS NO

-livio honey what was the idea here "oh you guys seem like you liked him. i actually killed him. well not me but also me. im sorry"

-milly my girl is cursed to be the 1st and og wolfwood stan in any version. we feel your pain girl

-LMAO THE NOTE ABOUT ZAZIE XD

-AWWWWWWWWWWWWW :3 A BAG OF LITTLE THINGSSS

-NOT VASH CARRYING FIGURINES AROUND, HES LIKE ME FR FR WITH MY KEYCHAINS

-also ofc he has rare figurines, the man has had enough time to look for it lmao

-ok but imagine if vash actually had lost the coins xd

-the pressure and guilt livio must feel rn. his brother died trying to protect him and he has the official Vash Thinks Youre Cool stamp. he has to change cuz if he doesnt he would throw all of that away and really stop being human

-you did good brad

-"must be lonely" im eating my own arm

-oh im really crying over this, ok, fun

-i also dont know what to do vash the stampede but im begging you to ASK FOR HELP YOU MFFFFFFFFFF

-AH SHIT ZAZIE NO

-AH FUCK ITS HIM

chap 4:

-july 20th? ah great, july 20th-21st is cursed here too

-rad as hell as always

-huh, i expected knives to just yeet them on sight

-i would say him and humans are pretty much alike but ok, sure,hm

-i love her being suspicious of legato 1st xd

-i wonder how can this go wrong, seems like a solid plan

-oh right...him

-YEAH GO GET HIM >:3

-oh...oh thats so cool. like his body doesnt work...but he controls it...but not in the same way a human would...wow

-OH BEAUTIFUL EYE HOLY SHIT THATS BEAUTIFUL

-GATE CONSUMING STUFF YOU SAY.....HMMMMM I WONDER WHERE I SAW THE SAME TRIGUN CONCEPT-

(side note: "you still dont know how to control your gate" SO THATS HOW IT LOOKS WHEN YOU CONTROL IT? IT ONLY CONSUMES/CREATE WHAT YOU WANT?? ORANGEEE)

-MAGIC BULLETSSSSSS

-LMAO THE HOLE XD

-vash you cant say shit about silly haircuts im sorry

-also "new hair new outlook"...........i will curl myself into the moon

-they forgor

-who are you

-also ngl i never got the idea of what the coins did so lets find out

chap 5:

-SHES FUCKING HERE REJOICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

-wait wdym neural blocking programs

-LMAO XD

-LIVIO IS SO SCARED AND WITH REASON

-just the two of us :3

-i love his game face and then its just "ugh i cant do this" xd

-"fight vash the stampede fight" me cheering vash on in stampede

-vash i love you but you cant call my wife a bitch, thats not polite

-oh livio, oh i didnt get to appreciate you too much on my 1st read but come here man, come here. youre doing great

-they have officially trauma bonded :3 (ik thats a terrible oversimplification but leave me alone)

-"is it possible for something created by humans to completely break away from their creators?" yes next question

-OH NO IS THIS THE VOLUME WITH *THAT SCENE*?

-"you really have become a crybaby" and im glad cuz she was always so serious with her job and all, now she can express her feelings more

-STOPPPP THIS ALWAYS GETS ME CUZ AHHHHHH STOP

-AH NAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :C

-...........and thats story is technically stampede but anyway jajajajaja :D

-the prettiest eyes

-FUNNY ENOUGH HE DOES LOOK LIKE A BUG

-OH ITS TIME ITS FUCKING TIME HOLY SHIT

chap 6:

-the title :c

-liviooooooo :c

-HEY! my boi can still kick your ass >:[

-DONT YOU EVEN *DARE*

-just leave him out of this pls

-i love that he still considers himself human <3 i want to think wolfwood taught him that indirectly

-FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

-I MEAN YES YOURE RIGHT BUT CAN YOU NOT???

-huh, the silhouette kinda looks like wolfwo- *gunshot*

-i love knowing exacty what livio is thinking rn

-aww :3

-liviooooooooooo :c

-his cowboy era is about to start im so proud of him :')

[miniscrew-anon]

A Dark and Shadowy Night

I love these two. They’re both so hecking scrimblo

——

hey u know how u owe me for being supr nice to you n stuff?

Dark sighs through his nose at the text that he reads with just a tilt of his head. He’s lounging on the couch, sprawled out and boneless with his phone laying next to his head. Still warm and loose from his latest dive into a certain cowboys onlyfans account. He lazily flops a hand around to unlock it and text back with one hand, expending the least amount of energy possible. He pokes at the screen with one finger while his other hand is buried in Waffles soft fur.

i dont owe you shit and youve never been nice to anyone in your life

Dark drops his hand and reaches for Chicken, who bats at him for trying to pet her but then bites his hand to beg for pets when he retreats. He baps her head lightly. She swipes at him again. He reaches for her and narrowly avoids her smack. Then she freezes, ears twitching. Her eyes go huge at something behind him. She jumps off his chest and zooms into the other room.

Dark peeks over his shoulder to make sure there’s nothing there.

“Stop seeing shit I can’t see. You’re makin’ me paranoid.” He grouses at the little cat. He goes back to petting Waffles, who is far more receptive to Dark’s strong fingers working at his nape and back. Happy vibrations from the mound of fur on his chest assure Dark that his pets are, in fact, very good and that Chicken is just ungrateful.

Dark lets his phone vibrate a few more times before picking it back up to check out what Shadow needs.

o good ur around

haha well actually im super nice and cool and youd miss me if i were dead

btw unrelated to me being dead meet me at the 5th st warehouse and bring your worktools

i need your expertise

"Shit.”

Dark looks down at the cat sleeping on him.

“Shit.”

Dark mouths an apology at his cat after he sits up to grab his shoes. The utterly betrayed look he gets has him cursing aloud.

"Take it up with the vampire," Dark says, stuffing his worktools into the back of his jeans and shrugging on his heavy leather jacket, "I'll have him buy you a fish dinner, okay?"

Waffles just turns away and saunters after his sister, tail curling in displeasure.

Dark groans. “You had better be dying, asshole.”

The drive to the warehouse in the bad part of town only takes Dark a few minutes. On the ride there he can feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. When he gets close, a block away, he kills the engine to jog down the block on foot and flicks through his texts.

parkings bad. no places in front. might have to walk a bit.

be sure to tip the doorman btw. otherwise he'll complain to mgmt

everyone inside is an employee so just introduce urself

A large man stands outside the front entrance. He's got a cigarette in hand but he's not relaxing for a smoke break. He's got a keen eye on his surroundings and one of his hands in his pocket.

Dark approaches from his right where a few black SUVs (really? So cliche) are parked and takes advantage of his blind spot. When the man goes for another drag, Dark darts out and gets him in a chokehold. Dark bodily slams the man into the brick when the guy pulls out his gun. The pistol clatters to the floor, followed shortly by the man's unconscious body.

Dark drags him behind one of the cars and lets himself into the building quietly.

The place looks like it used to be industrial. But whoever owns it left it to decay. Broken down, rusted machinery creates shadows and blind spots everywhere. No one has turned on the lights. Either because they don't want to attract any attention or because the electrical wiring has decayed away. Either way it suits Dark just fine.

It's easy to tell that the ten or so men walking the factory with flashlights are not any type of law enforcement. From their cheesy cheap suits to their non-standard issue handguns, these guys reek of underground business. And from the way they all have their fingers on the trigger, Dark can assume they're not looking to take anyone alive. They’re searching the building top to bottom, but there’s no organization to their search pattern. They’re just searching independently, going over places the others already have and missing large swaths of ground.

The typical tough guys with guns and a desire to kill that underground business men love to hire to take care of their more sordid tasks.

Not even close to a challenge.

It only takes Dark a total of nine minutes to put every man to sleep. They’re got numbers but they’re cheap labor with no training. Dark wouldn’t be surprised if more than half of them have never even been in a fight with how easily they go down. They’ve probably managed to coast on their size and intimidation factor their whole lives. Too bad for them Dark doesn’t intimidate easily.

He creeps around in the dark, stalking them like a tiger does a pack of unknowing gazelle. One by one he strikes silently. Dropping bodies and dragging them into the darkness. The others carry on, unaware of the apex predator among them.

The last man - a thinner guy with a pencil-thin mustache and a custom gun that looks like it would blow his skinny arm out of its socket if he ever actually tried to fire it - only notices the other lights have gone out when his is the only one left.

And by then it’s far too late to stop the figure behind him from striking.

As Dark is choking out the last of them a shadow shifts and melts out of the darkness into a human shape to his right. He doesn’t look up until the body in his arms is limp.

"I guess they just don't make hired hands like they used to, huh?"

Dark's smile is half a sneer. "I was much more than just a big guy with a big gun. And I worked for much bigger fish."

He drops the last body and dusts off his hands nonchalantly. "So. Who'd you piss off?"

"No one you'd know." Shadow brushes some rust from his shoulder. Wherever he’d been hiding must have been disgusting because he’s covered in grime. He's dressed head to toe in gray so dark it looks black. Hood up, scarf over his mouth, and dark tinted glasses on his face. The only way Dark knows it's Shadow is from his blaise attitude and smug voice. He’s not visibly carrying anything, but anything valuable enough to kill over is usually small enough to fit in a pocket.

Dark doesn’t bother asking more questions. Shadow won’t give him a straight answer and Dark genuinely doesn’t care. The less he knows the better, probably.

Shadow nudges one of the bodies curiously. “They dead?”

“No. Should they be?” Dark doesn’t particularly want to kill these guys. Their inexperience is probably a sign these guys are just some regular joes off the street. Ex-cons or guys no one else will hire. Crooked, sure, but not evil. It’d be a shame to have to kill them just for being in the wrong profession. But if they saw something they shouldn’t have…

But Shadow just shakes his head. “Nah. They’re just small potatoes. Well, except this guy.”

Shadow nudges the body at their feet and bends to go through the man's pockets. Dark watches silently. He cocks a brow when Shadow unlocks the stolen phone with a limp thumb and starts flicking through it, screen reflecting off his shades. He pulls out his own phone and takes some pictures of the other screen. Then he sends a text with the stolen phone and slips it back in the man's breast pocket. He pats the man condescendingly.

“Okay!” Shadow pops up and stretches like a satisfied cat, “I’m done! We can leave now.”

“Oh, can we now?” Dark rolls his eyes and turns to the exit. “Oh goodie.”

“Wow, rude.” Shadow pads after him as they make their way down a rickety catwalk to the ground floor. “Who pissed in your cereal?”

“The brat who thinks I can just drop everything to come to his rescue. I was in the middle of something important.” Dark grumbles.

Shadow manages to give the impression of a flat look through his full face disguise. “Scrolling through your boyfriends onlyfans and petting your cats really counts as important to you?”

Dark pauses with his hand on the rusted backdoor. Gives the smaller man a critical look.

Shadow holds his hands up innocently. “I don’t have any cameras in your place. You’re just predictable.”

“Whatever.” Dark brushes him off. He pushes the door open and glances around to make sure the doorman was still out before stepping fully outside. Shadow follows him with a bounce in his step. Dark isn’t sure if it’s from finishing a job or just an adrenaline rush from what must have been a close call.

The walk down the block to his bike only takes a minute. By the time they get there and Dark confirms that no one stole his helmet, Shadow has shed the outerwear and looks like a normal guy in a hoodie rather than a very conspicuous thief. Dark strides up to his bike and swings up on it, grabbing his helmet before Shadow can get his paws on it. “So, do I get a cut?”

His smaller companion pauses in his attempts to snatch the helmet. He tilts his head. One of his ears twitches. “A cut?”

“Yeah, a cut. Isn’t that usually how it’s done in your line of work?” Dark smiles at him. “Work for pay, right? Well, I did the work. Now pay me, asshole.”

For what he had to do to poor Waffles, he deserves a cut, dammit.

But instead of the thankfulness and grace a hero usually gets when saving a damsel in distress, Dark just gets laughed at.

“What do you think this is, a fucking diner?” Shadow, the asshole, wipes away tears as he straightens up, “First rule of our line of business - establish payment before services rendered. With a 50% deposit and remaining balance owed upon completion. No contract, no pay.”

Shadow smiles cheekily as he pats Dark on the shoulder. “So sorry, but no. But you can consider the economics lesson as compensation if it makes you feel better.”

Dark stares at him for a long moment. Then he puts on his helmet and ignites his engine. “Have fun getting shot next time, dickhead.”

Shadows cackling is drowned out by Dark revving his engine to turn out of the alley, left to walk home.

—--

(The next morning Dark almost slips on the thick envelope that was shoved through his mailslot sometime during the night. He smiles privately at the generous amount of bills and drops it on his kitchen counter, sipping his cheap instant coffee with glee.)

(Which he immediately loses when he has to gracelessly dive over the counter to save his earnings from two hungry cats.)

———

Yes I will mention the onlyfans thing at each and every opportunity that presents itself and no you cannot stop me

I like these two. I enjoy their dynamic that’s uniquely them and no one else. I like that they can be as skrunkly with each other as they want to be and there’s no judgement. Like yeah they break the law and both of them are fine with that, as long as they don’t get caught lol

And I really gotta stop being so lazy with posting on ao3 tho this is really too long to just leave as a tumblr post

[trials-of-a-spirit-worker]

Hey! Before i ask my question-

I just wanna say, I love your account, it has really helped me with my journey in witchcraft.

Now to the question:

I really need some help rn:

Some girl did me absoloutely DIRTY and spread lies about me, so im gonna put a hex on her. I know the most important stuff, but a few days ago i found a dead wasp in my room so i have one question:

How do you use dead wasps/ bugs in hexes?

You dont have to answer this, but it would really help me rn!!

Hello anon!

Sorry I didn't answer sooner, my job is very high stress and time consuming. Totally my bad. Was not ignoring you in the slightest.

I'm glad to have helped you. That makes me very happy to hear.

I'm going to be honest though, I personally wouldn't use the dead wasp. It's not like you found it on the street and was like ha Imma get that person. It was found in your room.

Now...my slightly paranoid ass would assume that shit was an omen or attack or some shit. I don't know. I see something like that and I'm like some shit might be going down. I'd cleanse the little fucker and my room and get it out of my vicinity.

Then again, I had a history with someone who used bugs in their shitty intentions against me so that could be just a me thing as well. That was when I was young, dumb and inexperienced as fuck though.

(also I just do not like bugs, we do not vibe)

As to the answer you seek on what to do with this dead wasp:

Dead buggies are (imo) more suitable for flat out curses. Like...that goes beyond "bitch keep my name out your mouth" to "I will fuck up everything that makes you happy."

But your journey and craft is yours. So do as you see fit. I just highly recommend you cleanse like hell afterwards.

You can use the dead bug as a symbol of your anger/betrayed feeling coming back to the lie spreader.

Get real creative with it: Use the stinger as the bite of their lies now being turned onto them. Or even your own attack.

Take the wings and crush them over a taglock of the person as if to ground the person's lies. May lies fly out of the mouth no more.

Those are my first thoughts.

Like I said, be sure to cleanse yourself afterwards. Don't want that bad energy on you.

When it comes to spells and shit, try and think outside the box. Put a nasty little spin on it, almost like a signature on your own personalized fuck you if you're brave enough.

Do make sure to ward/protect yourself first and foremost. Sometimes even if they don't know it, your target could have something to reflect energy especially if the intent is to hex or harm.

You'd be surprised.

Better to be safe than sorry, honestly. I've made the mistake myself of just hexing without a ward or two. I learned.

Never spellwork when blind with emotion. That's how you fuck up. Witchcraft is all intention and that's all well and good but emotions can really fuck up the mind if you allow them to.

By all means, put your emotion into a spell; it's a powerful tool. Hell, I've used the intensity of my love for my spouse as a ward for them. I've thought of all the things that make me laugh and happy to bless my nephew. Emotions are a damn good tool.

Just don't let it get out of control.

At any rate, good luck. I hope this helps!

I also hope this made sense, I need to stop posting in the middle of the night/early morning. Shit be looking live drunk texts sometimes...

[theendofuno]

alr i said i felt like writing about my aus and then i went to sleep. the most responsible person ever

ALSO SORRY IM KINDA LATE..i was..eepy..mimimimi.........

ANYWAY (prolly big text down there)

ive been writing a bunch of stuff recently for this au.....who is nameless.......like all of them............we just call it the hermits au lol

for context, theres a few different species going on: hermits, humans, demons, animalpersons n the list goes on (not really)

the hermits are human-looking with horns, pointy ears and cat-like pupils, theyre also pretty much known for being agressive towards humans and cannibalistic tendences (which is not a rule [for the lack of better word lmao..not sure if condition would be fitting in english the way it would in pt] and can be avoided)

what differ them from demons is basically their reputation towards humans, some demons do have non-human skin colors (pink, blue, purple) but not all of them, and they have round pupils aswell

not quite sure i need to explain humans or animalpersons.. 😭 ykyk, just people and people with animal ears and tails

the hermits are Uno, Lass, Veigas, Mari, Ronan, Lupus and Zero, and hermits basically live in the forest isolated from the rest of the population due to their reputation. in some places theyre even banned and activelly hunted down to death (pointing at Noir and Frost royalty) , while others simple don't actually care and its more "if you dont mess up youre cool here" (the CrimsonCanyon royalty and the witches)

i would talk about everyone here but i really want to draw more stuff before cuz i like having images to visualize stuff 😭 so i'll just keep here with Uno n buddies

Uno (who uses they/he!) lives in the forest with Ronan, Mari and Lass, Veigas used to be with them but they ended up disappearing one day (ooo lore.....cool), they're also Zero's adopted sibiling who don't live with them since he's a witch, and the hermits live close to Azin's house, who's a sorcerer and very good friends with everyone there

(fun fact! the arm in the drawing is indeed from Azin, Uno is very agressive towards everyone except the hermits they live with, but different from canon Azin is very kind and sees Uno as a lil child [besides he being 18] and likes to take care of him, in fact he's the only person who is trying to cure the curse Uno has [who is on his hands and spreading to his face]. they experienced remorse for biting him......poor thing)

Uno grew up alone, and ended up finding Zero at a very young age (dumbasses here [me and panela] didnt noted Zero's actual age so he's listed as 20-22 but you get the age gap), who was also alone and started taking care of Uno. after some time Zero ended up getting hurt real bad and Ronan and Mari appeared out of nowhere to help them, and ended up inviting them to live with the others (Lass and Veigas), which Uno and Zero accepted cuz it's easier to live around by other adults rather than being two alone teenagers

it took a long time to Uno to actually like them cuz he was always paranoid and over-protecting Zero, but no one never showed being an actual threat to both of them, so Uno started cooling down and lately accepted them as a family

n thats basically all for now :D

wanna talk more about them but i would get annoying.........hehe

[kawaiixchaotic]

i dont trust ppl as a rule. even the closest ppl in my life, the ones who know the most about me, the ones i confide the most in, even those ppl, im withholding smthn or other from them. im keeping them at a certain distance. i just dont trust ppl. ppl r dark. ppl turn on u. i dont fully trust anybody except myself. i am the solution to all my problems. and that's just how it is. ik i probably have trust issues but honestly idc. that's the only reason I've survived. this world will eat u alive if u dont protect urself and that's just the truth. im not a paranoid person, i still love the ppl in my life and give them the benefit of the doubt. but i have a strong intuition that has never led me astray, and that's both a blessing and a curse. every bad thing that's happened to me in my life, i saw it coming. i recognize patterns, details. im always prepared. i always bounce back. so when someone i love dearly lets me down, i may be disappointed but never surprised... :(