#I'd kill for Lamia

[ottosuwuen]

Lamia for the ask meme?

Here I was thinking y'all had abandoned me and I wouldn't be getting any more after the first one. :( So thanks for the ask, and double thanks because it's Lamia!!!

Sexuality Headcanon: She's simply not straight. And also homophobic.

A ship I have with said character: None. She doesn't even have "shippable" interactions with anyone.

A BROTP I have with said character: I LOVE her relationship with Prisca. Though, can I even call it a BROTP? Because it's not like I want them to get along; I'm very amused by how toxic they are to each other. It's so entertaining to read.

Furthermore, I think it's a crime that we didn't get to see her exchange more than around 3 scant lines with Vincent on-screen. Lamia genuinely appreciated Vincent for his abilities to some extent, and Vincent seemed to tolerate her at least. How dare you establish something like that between 2 characters I adore and then do almost nothing with it?! I need to see more of their dynamic, and I sure hope future material depicts it more clearly.

A NOTP I have with said character: I've only seen a few people ship her with Priscilla and... no, just no.

A random headcanon: Since she has some sort of gardening theme going on, I like to imagine she used to have a huge, gorgeous garden back at her mansion, and she was extremely strict with the gardeners she hired to maintain it. She's knowledgeable in botany, especially, as you'd expect, in poisonous plants, and even had some of them in her room.

General Opinion over said character: Favorite Re:Zero girl. I started reading EX 5 for Vincent, but I stayed for Lamia. I was in awe from the first moment I read her appearances. She's so charming and fun. Her boldness and mordacity, combined with her graceful conduct, are exquisite to read, and I support her rights and wrongs alike.

My only complaint is that she has so little screentime. How can you create such a fascinating character and then not use her potential?

That said, you have no idea how excited I was when she returned as an undead in arc 7. She's yet to reappear thus far, but I hope the author does something amazing with her; she's perfect for drama.

A bit of an unpopular opinion, but her design is... disappointing. It's not bad but I feel like it doesn't have much of her personality to it. Perhaps it's due to the fact that I read the story with her in it before her official design was revealed, but still.

[sinful-lanterns]

i imagine researcher introducing new monsters to the team as you would do with pets... letting them sniff each other through the door first and all 😭

also while they're obviously mostly there for the researcher, i'd like to consider some of the team develop some sort of coexistence over the time spent together, even if they claim they can't stand the others. like, the monsters with fluff silently accepting the bird ones plucking their loose fur to add to their nests—

Something about the monster girls sniffing each other to get used to each other’s prescience is ascending me. Now I’m imagining monsters like Sphinx! Stargazer and Nekomata! Angell just circling each other and leaning in to sniff each other’s necks so they don’t kill each other lmao 😭😭

Anywho, I do agree that while some of the monsters have formed rivalries with each other over the Researcher, a lot of them have managed to bond. For example, I can see Vampire! Cassia bonding with Alraune! Coquelic quite easily because Coquelic smells very good. For more coexistence relationships, I can see someone like Lamia! Serpent snuggling up with Dragon! Ignis often because her body temperature is naturally very warm. And perhaps Griffin! Langley works well with Gorgon! Chelsea as Chelsea turns living things into gem statues (like bugs) and Langley likes to add them to her nest because they’re shiny.

Of course, I also really like your idea of some of the monsters with fur just casually allowing the bird monsters to pluck out their fur for their nests. Can you imagine someone like Weredog! Rahu just sitting with a stoic expression on her face, all the while Tengu! Raven is hopping around her and gently pulling small tufts of fur from her tail? 😅

[wolfgirlboyjester]

KHOC Week Day 3 - Connection

(Day 1 - Day 2 - Day 3 - Day 4 - Day 5 - Day 6 - Day 7) ( @khoc-week )

Lamia isn't the kind of person who connects easily with people. Most people find them offputting, prickly, hard to hold a conversation with. They don't have many friends—but they do have friends.

If I'm honest, I'd never expected Aerith of all characters to be important to Lamia's story, but I landed on a characterization I liked for her and she suddenly became very important. She's sweet, kind, and soft-spoken, but with the people she's closest to she can be smug and mischievous at times. During their time in Traverse Town, she adopted Lamia like a stray cat—one of the stranger stray cats her partner Tifa has seen her get attached to.

Lamia's oldest childhood friend is Arno, another OC of mine. They've actually dated on multiple occasions, but in every case, Lamia's pragmatic pessimism and Arno's philosophical idealism inevitably clashed. They remain close friends, but their relationship is strained, especially when Lamia struggles so much to take basic care of themself and Arno has no idea how to help them, no matter how hard he tries.

Aerith and Arno are both remarkably kind, compassionate, patient people. Lamia never exptected to meet anybody else they could connect with as deeply as those two.

And then, in the aftermath of Maleficent's defeat, Xigbar is sent on a recon mission. He arrives in Hollow Bastion to find a member of its so-called Restoration Committee wielding—of all things—a broken, rusty keyblade from the Keyblade Graveyard. The fact that they can use it at all is remarkable, as remarkable as seeing them killing Heartless with a wet paper towel. So, even though the keyblade appears dead, Lamia's ability to use it makes them a person of interest to the Organization.

But they're also a person of interest to Xigbar himself. Xigbar was once a keyblade master, after all, and he's intrigued to see someone going about the practice of keyblade wielding in about the worst and most difficult way possible. And on a deeper level...there's something in himself that he recognizes in Lamia.

So that's how he ends up meeting and talking to Lamia. Neither of them are exactly personable, so it takes them a while to form their "connection", but that connection does form, going from antagonism to an uneasy allyship to a genuine friendship (to...?). Xigbar follows them around, bothering them, joining them on patrols to clear Hollow Bastion of Heartless. And eventually, he takes it upon himself to teach the guy how to properly wield the dead hunk of metal they call a keyblade.

Especially since that keyblade is not as dead as it seems.

[unhappy-last-resort]

Wanshi's Report Log

Warning: yandere themes

A/N: another drabble, trying to work out how I want these fuckwads to be written

I got assigned to a scout mission in City 006 to investigate an old research lab. Everything went according to the plan Captain planned out, though he put some emphasis on finishing this quickly... Guess Captain's busy. Hopefully that means I can catch up on my sleep.

Anyway, Me and Camu went on either side of parameters of the lab while Captain and Kamui started investigating inside. Nothing too unusual, other than catching a glimpse of someone scurrying out into the city...they looked pretty similar to that ascendant Roland, the one with the newer frame.

I told Capt about it and he told us to continue investigating the outer areas and keep an eye out for anything else before meeting up in the center of the lab.

We continued investigating and didn't find anything of note, other than some dusty puppets and a makeshift stage in an abandoned apartment. One of the puppets looked like Roland, and the others looked like Alpha, Luna, Lamia and... Uh, I forgot the last one.

I told Captain about the puppets when we met up, though he was acting a little weird. He was smiling to himself and had his hand on his in-ear piece...he's been doing that a lot lately, Kamui even made a joke that Captain must have a partner, but then Capt scolded him about staying focused. Even though it was a joke, he seemed unusually upset about it...

Sorry, this doesn't belong in a mission report. Anyway, we searched through the rest of the lab with only an occasional corrupted impeding our path. We successfully found all of the mission targets and are currently en-route to Babylonia.

-

A soft click of my terminal announces the end of my report log. All things considered, this was relatively easy, especially for something that called the entire Strike Hawk squad. A displeased sigh left my lips as I stared idly at the ceiling of the transport craft. I could've been sleeping in the Gray Raven lounge instead of doing this.

I steal a glance at my teammates. Kamui is playing a game he somehow got on his terminal, Camu is sitting farthest from us seemingly thinking about something, and Captain... He's doing it again. Chrome's sitting across from me and staring at something in his private terminal while listening to something on his in-ear piece, whatever he's watching...it's certainly making him happy in a way I've never seen before.

I look at him for a moment longer in apprehension. In the recent past, I wouldn't hesitate to ask him what's going on... but now, there's something drifting between us. Between all of us that no one seems willing to talk about.

I have my suspicions of course. Like how Kamui and Camu seem excessively clingy to the Commandant, excessively so, and how Chrome always seems to be watching the Commandant like a hawk whenever they're in his vision.

I'm in no place to judge though. I can't say with confidence my weekly visits to their room are entirely pure in nature anymore, I'm also finding it harder to be without them. I look down at my hands for a moment and close my eyes, it's not my fault their room is so much more comfortable than anywhere else and how their scent is so relaxing.

I sigh again and cast a glance over my three teammates again, carefully observing their facial expressions and body language. If it wasn't for them keeping me grounded, I don't know where I'd be. Probably killed by some self-righteous Purifying Force member by now. That's why I can't stand that this is happening. Even if the Commandant finally gives themselves to me tomorrow, if I can't live with Strike Hawk by my side, then what's the point? I'd be dead if it wasn't for them, no way am I letting something come between us.

Maybe I'm too greedy, but I can't help it. I want what's mine to stay mine. I can't let go of either of them.

I inhale deeply as a multitude of ideas and potential outcomes race through my M.I.N.D.. "How troublesome." I mutter to myself close my eyes and ready myself for a nap. I'll need the energy for what I have to do later.

[diamondzoey]

More bug army incorrect quotes!

Korey: What are you guys playing? 
Duarte : Go Fish. 
Korey: That’s a nice, safe game. 
Korey: But don’t you need cards? 
Duarte : Where do you keep the spear gun?

Azren: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it’s “intelligent” and “really cool”. 
Azren: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

Raine: The joy of hanging out with Korey. You look away for 5 seconds to make sure something is set up correctly, and they bite the tip of a marker off.

Victor : My assistance will be an act of beneviolence. 
Joan: ...Don’t you mean benevolence? 
Victor : No.

Lamia(jemma’s inner demon) : I wouldn’t wish that upon my worse enemy! 
Lamia : Unless of course. . We’re talking about my enemy, calamity . Fuck you Calamity , you know what you did!

(I feel like those two would have a love hate relationship at times)

Malachi: Snow got me feeling some type of way. 
Vincent : That's hypothermia. Malachi: Damn, the paramedics told me it was the magic of Christmas.

Vincent , watching Korey and Lucy fight:Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt?


Raine, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other.


Vincent : Then... who’s the strongest out of you three?


Korey: Raine. 
Lucy : Raine. 
Raine: Me.

Victor: I apologize for saying 'fuck' in front of Sammy. 
Jemma: You just said it again. 
Sammy:
Victor: I am not a role model.

Lucy : I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. 
Chester : I witnessed the dumb stuff. 
Amber: I recorded the dumb stuff. 
Malachi: I joined you in the dumb stuff. 
Victor : I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!

Duarte , after having a nosebleed: Welp. Time to wash the blood off my hands.

Easton: If I had a face like yours, I'd put it on a wall and throw a brick at it. 
Victor : If I had a face like YOURS, I'd put it on a brick and throw a wall at it.

Bloodmoon!Azren when he takes flirting advice from calamity: Are you an F5 key? Because that face is refreshing. 
Bloodmoon!Jemma who’s killing a hunter: Are you a software update? because not right now.

(Me in the background dying of laughter)

Amber: Azren ! I thought you were dead! 
Azren : No, just in deep cover. 
Amber: ...But it was an open casket. 
Azren : It was very deep.

Korey: Swear words are illegal now. If you say one you'll be fined.

Victor : Heck.

Korey: You're on thin fucking ice.

Korey: Oh no-

East: Today at 7 am, Duarte poured a Monster energy drink in their coffee, said "I'm going to die" and drank the whole thing. 
Korey: I watched Duarte brew their coffee with Monster instead of water. Three cups in two hours. I think they ascended into the astral realm. 
Azren: The survivability of the human race never fails to amaze me.

*Korey is cleaning the house and they find an empty bottle of orange juice* 
Korey: Clear orange juice? 
Korey: Oh, it's empty. 
Marco, who has been watching the entire time: I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot.

Vincent : In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity? 
Chester , turning to Victor : How tall are you?

Chester : When life gives you lemons, what do you do? 
Korey: Make lemonade! 
Chester : No, throw them back up in the sky and make life deal with it’s own shit.

A/n: I hope you enjoy and if your bug is out of character than I’m sorry

Bugs in this one

Duarte- @puffin-smoke

Azren- @strayharmony943

Easton- @itsargyle

Chester- @not-5-rats

Vincent & Victor- @littlesiren79

Amber- @astralbulldragon13

Lucy- @castbracelet240

Malachi- @stxph-artist

Korey- @rozeliyawashereyall

Sammy- @ccstiles

Raine- @willowve01

[catboygirljoker]

Lamia question: DOES he like waffles? Pancakes? French toast? (looming specter materializing on the ceiling above me)

ALL of the above [the specter dissipates with a distant wheezing scream] if served with enough sugar. i think hed especially like the fruit syrup slathered pancakes they have at like IHOP.

which makes me imagine lamia and xigbar at ihop and xigbar going "yeah i'd like the combo breakfast, eggs over medium, wheat toast, AND THIS YOUNG MAN WOULD LIKE THE ROOTY TOOTY FRESH AND FRUITY PANCAKES PLEASE" and lamia trying to kill him with his brain

[fabdante]

*spins* I guess this counts as drabble more than an ask, but anyway, tell me what you think?

Reboot Dante frantically running from survivor's guilt that started in St. Lamia's Orphanage and just grew from there, trying to bury it all behind a facade of hedonism, selfishness, and apathy. (Remembering his family and what happened to them added to this, tho being able to remember a time when he was safe and loved and had a normal family and home life helped more than it hurt. Most days, anyway.)

But even then, sometimes he'd still care about people, even through all his defenses. Sometimes someone would be kind to him, and he couldn't help it. Sometimes he'd get close to someone, form some kind of connection... and then the cycle would repeat- the demons would do what they always do, and ruin everything. In oh so very many, many different ways. In whatever way hurt the most. There was no escape.

[I'm sure you can add ways that things with Vergil and the Order fucked him up, too, but I'm skipping ahead a bit, for now.]

Vergil coming back as the King of Hell and having a whole host of information on all the people Dante was involved with that the demons hurt, and throwing that/those failures (at least that's how Vergil would phrase it) in Dante's face as a reason why Dante needs him (Vergil) to handle ruling the demons and the humans. As proof that Vergil's way is right, no matter how twisted Vergil's methods have gotten thanks to the power of being King of Hell going to Vergil's head. "All that matters is absolute power", and all that.

And it works! At least, that last part does. Just not in the way Vergil had hoped it would. Because that's the thing that finally pushes Dante over the edge into, "Okay, fuck it" territory, and his goal for this fight goes from "Talk my dumbass little brother out of this" to "Kill him. Kill him, or die trying".

("I hope I die. I hope this kills us both." Because he knows that after this, he's not going to have anything left to go back to, really. Or at least, he knows Kat isn't going to want to see or talk to or hear from him ever again. Which is worse than just dying here, honestly. Or getting trapped in Hell or where ever else.)

Because all that matters is power, right? So then, that's how they'll settle this.

I keep picturing this as after Vergil's stabbed Dante in the chest and taken Dante's amulet, after Dante and Kat have tried over and over to get through to Vergil, and it just. Doesn't work. And now its just Vergil and Dante, and the blood. Dante's kneeling there, impaled on his own sword, but that's fine, because it's the Rebellion.

"Feels good, doesn't it, Vergil? Better than the pain. The fear. The loneliness. All that power... Anyone tries to hurt you, and you can just slip back into that and not care. At least, for a little while. But it all catches up with you, eventually. Bet you know that, too, don't you? That's why it- all this- still hurts."

One last little attempt at talking sense into his little brother, before Dante lets the power the Rebellion is waking up inside him fully consume him. It doesn't work, of course, tho it does kinda unnerve Vergil a bit- which he of course tries to ignore and cover with bravado. And then...

there's no more talking. At least, not from Dante. The most Dante can manage right now is a sort of guttural, snarling roar. Or screaming.

The fight goes from "epic swordsmanship + gunplay battle" to two brothers beating the ever-loving SHIT out of one another- yes, with swords, and guns, and gauntlets, and demonic/angelic energy, but also just with their bare hands. And teeth. No finesse. No fancy moves. Just lots of snarling And blood and raw, brutal violence. And it ain't clean or pretty.

I'd HOPE Dante would snap out of this before he actually killed Vergil, tbh, or that Vergil had the sense to run away before Dante killed him... but then again, he might not.

Don't really have a set "end" for this, so I'll just leave it here.

oh this is fun!!

i do think the like issues with the reboot twins are a lot more um...Violent then the preboot twins, I suppose. idk how to word it. it's just a lot more personal and volatile like idk if i can see the preboot twins ever being pushed to the point of ever wanting to kill each other on purpose. the reboot twins on the other hand...totally different story.

[bloodymxrie]

who, or what are the trinity?

there are a few conflicting viewpoints here. in the LORE video that attempts to explain the game's lore in a minute or less, the trinity are described as "a trinity of euclidean horrors masquerading as beautiful goddesses" that saw that mankind was impure and sought their destruction. surely that must be the answer, right?

well it's been almost a decade since then, and a lot of our information has changed, especially with the release of eliza and skullgirls mobile. allow me to attempt to explain how i've pieced together skullgirls' lore.

in ancient times, there was a kingdom formed around a human woman named lamia and her two daughters, aeon and venus. parasites thrived in this age, being known to the public as "theons" and their hosts as "avatars." notice the language here. the root word "theo" in theons means "god", and representatives of gods in real life were often called avatars. the mysterious substance "theonite" was also responsible for the parasite's immense power. aeon and venus were seemingly bonded to their theons, khronos and abaddon, in life as they are in death. it's no wonder they would be in positions of high power back then with parasites that were able to rend time and space at will. but at this point, importance has not been placed on the girls themselves, only their parasites. the trinitarian religion did not exist until after their deaths, when double was sent down to spread the gospel of her masters. suspiciously, lamia herself is never implied to have had a parasite, but i'll come back to that later.

enter neferu, more commonly known today as eliza.

at the time of the kingdom's apex, neferu was lamia's righthand and governed alongside her. either through sekhmet's doing or her own lust for power, she betrayed her queen, violently killing her daughters and "destroying their kingdom", as double puts it. neferu was branded as the crimson scourge, and theons fell from their place of high importance in society, condemned now as pests or "parasites." i'd assume that would sour just about any person's outlook on humanity, honestly. but it's especially interesting that in lamia in mythology was driven to insanity by the murder of her children. and equally as interesting is the fact that she herself is never stated to have died. it's been mentioned before in lore posts on the official skullgirls forums, but there is no afterlife in the skullgirls universe or at least there wasn't intended to be. corpses are resurrected on command by the skull heart, which is (you guessed it) comprised of theonite. who's to say that when their avatars died, abaddon and khronos didn't resurrect their masters and ensure their continued existence on a higher plane? that's only part of what i think happened though. i believe that, consumed by her grief and desire for revenge, it was lamia's doing that propelled herself and her daughters to the status of divinity. and it was neferu's betrayal and society's contempt for theons following that incident that inspired lamia to go on a crusade against all of mankind. i say lamia instead of implicating aeon or venus because they seem... pretty chill about it overall. in game it's even stated to be their mother's plan, and while they are just as evil, they seem to be having fun with it more than seeking any kind of revenge. but who is lamia's parasite? double, duh.

not only is their physical resemblance uncanny, but the two are often stated to be one and the same, or at least the inverse of a common parasite-host relationship. double is lamia's avatar, her representative on the mortal plane as well as the window for the goddesses to see and operate through. i'm willing to suspend my belief and say that lamia is so powerful of a being on her own either through double's power or in spite of it that she is able to control her remotely, without physically even needing to be present. though it helps that double is made in her image, so to speak. lamia devised the skullheart, which would corrupt any woman who was not pure of heart, and used double to carry it out into the world. since she viewed mankind as vile, "defiling insects," she assumed that none could wield it without being corrupted by it's power, and that humanity's greed, similar to eliza's, would be their undoing. double then founded trinitarianism, bringing us to the present day. to recap, since i know that was a lot: the trinity were once rulers of a now fallen kingdom who derived their power from the theons, or parasites. they were betrayed by eliza and sekhmet, an incident which is said to have caused the prejudice against parasites today. upon the deaths of aeon and venus, their mother resurrected them and set out to avenge them by destroying mankind. and honestly, the girls are only there for the ride, i respect that.

[huntinglove]

Hoi!

1. how did you discover your f/o’s content?

4. who was your first favorite character when you initially got into your f/o’s source content? was it your f/o from the very beginning?

6. if your f/o is from a series, which episode/movie/game/book of their source content is your favorite?

for the meta asks, for whoever you'd like to answer for.

-@redwingedwolves

Hi hi!! Thank you so much for the ask!! I'll answer these for Charlie, Simon and Sir Pentious!!

1. How did you discover your F/O’s content?

I had heard about Charlie's game when it was in early development!! I really wanted to get back into the community because it was one of the most fun fandoms I had been in in the last couple of years, so I got the game! And when I tell you that I fell for him, I mean like falling down five flights of stairs, I fell fast and I fell HARD.

With Simon it's not as interesting, I was in the fandom since the start of the show! When I was almost done rewatching adventure time, Fionna and Cake was announced and it made me even more interested in the series and its lore! He was one of my first controversial crushes because I really liked him as Ice King back in the day, and the "safe" side did what it did best (bullied tf out of me because of it)

I literally watched Hazbin Hotel because of Sir Pentious! I saw some of my mutuals posting about the series and him specifically, I liked his design (especially because I have a soft spot for nagas and lamias) and yeah, it felt like he was specifically crafted for my tastes!

4. Who was your first favorite character when you initially got into your F/O’s source content? Was it your F/O from the very beginning?

Charlie was and still is my favorite character from ADSM! I also like Cameron, but I want to wait and learn more about the other characters before I make a heavier judgement on them!

Also, I completely forget that there are more routes in the game other than Charlie's... I just can't say no to him!!

Simon started off as Ice King and he was one of my favorites, but I really thought I'd be way more interested in Finn or Marceline (they're still F/Os of mine, but not on the same level as Simon), and having my crush on him get so much worse as I learned more about him was genuinely mesmerizing.

I'm glad Fionna & Cake gave me the chance to experience that feeling all over again

Sir Pentious was my favorite character before I even got into the show itself, so I wasn't even surprised when I immediately shoved him into the F/O list once I finished watching it XD

6. If your F/O is from a series, which episode/movie/game/book of their source content is your favorite?

Anything involving Charlie makes me super happy, I lose count of how many times a day I refresh the tags for ADSM to see if there's new content of him, plus I'm always trying to come up with interesting questions about him for the creator's CC!!

For Simon, it's three different episodes!

As Ice King it's Princess Monsters Wife! I've watched it many, many times! Seeing him being so domestic and sweet gives me a clear view of his relationship with Ocean Princess!

As corrupted Simon it's Simon And Marcy, one of my favorite episodes of Adventure Time in general! Watching him slowly lose himself to the crown's magic is genuinely heartbreaking, especially as a disabled neurodiverse person

As Simon himself, it's Simon Petrikov. All episodes of F&C explore different aspects of mental illness and trauma, but having him trying to convince people that he's not what he used to be, how he used to act, while everyone is just upset about him being too much of a downer is excellent writing and it made me re-live many moments through my own healing journey

For Sir Pentious it's definitely Radio Killed The Video Star. Pentious is not a character that's liked by the creator, so moments where he's not in active distress are rare to say the least, but It Starts With Sorry is one of my favorite scenes of his, seeing Charlie being so genuinely kind to him, when she's the third most powerful being in all of hell makes me smile

[localfraudster]

Claymore gave Alabaster a smile that would last him the rest of his life. “Come on,” he said. “I think the two of us have some research to do.”

"What research?"

"To find out how to stop those monsters from coming back after you. And from coming back from the dead." Claymore snorted.

Alabaster got up with the help of Claymore, whilst putting the Mistform cards back into his pocket. There was no use for them anymore. He'd have to make new ones.

He wouldn't be able to defend himself and Claymore from her attacks, and her raspy spells spoken in Latin. She was going to kill the two of them, and chase them to the depths of Tartarus just to kill them.

"What happened to Lamia?" Alabaster spoke in a frenzy, looking around him only seeing a field, and Dr Claymore, "Where is she? She's going to come after us!"

____

Claymore smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder. 7 seconds had passed since he spoke. Any shorter than 5 made him look like he was lashing out. Lying to him. Any longer than 5 made it seem like he was nervous. But he wasn't, he wasn't going to be neither. Today, he wasn't going to be a showman who had a crowd to impress to buy some book about death that was incorrect with the new information he had. He was infront a boy who he had to care for, a boy who was exiled by the gods, a boy who was supposedly going to die before 20 being killed by monsters, a boy who barely had sleep to set up defences against Lamia, a boy who was alone.

"Don't worry about her, she won't come after you. You now have a powerful spell to defeat her, right? She'd be foolish to attack." He rephrased whatever Alabaster's mother told him.

"I don't. I don't have the spell anymore, or at least not on me. I don't have the spellbook right now." Alabaster sighed.

"We'll drive back to your house to grab it. Anyways, we really need to get out of this field before any more monsters try find us. We have a lot to discuss, and you might want to take off that vest, I can get you a new one."

Alabaster took off his bullet proof vest, not having any need for it, it didn't work anymore. The two treaded out the field to find a new, yet seemingly abandoned car on the road with new change of clothes that was a perfect fit for the duo. It was most likely Hecate's work.

"You should stay over at my place for a while after we get that spellbook" Claymore spoke, "I have the best security system there is, you won't have to worry about the things that was chasing you." He put his hands in his pocket.

Alabaster smiled, "Thanks, but you'd be in danger because of me."

"I insist. You need to rest, and besides, I doubt that I'd be in danger."

"I'm sorry, but what?"

"Like I said, we have a lot to discuss."

They got in the car and Claymore drove it towards Alabaster’s house to collect the spellbook and the remaining spells that was left behind at 273 Morrow Lane. Claymore was only a mistform. And Alabaster didn't know, but he could vaguely sense something was different with him.

Alabaster opened the door to his house, then turned to look at Claymore... who put his hand in his pocket, then pulled out a card with a silhouette on it, then put it back.

"No way... How do you have that? Claymore you... you're now a... mistform?!"

"At least I'm still here, not like I've been to the Fields of Asphodel, definitely not Punishment," Claymore grinned.

"I don't believe you. You couldn't have became a mistform unless your soul was... you died?"

"Really now? Take a look at the total deaths in the past few weeks on Google. Take a look at the monsters coming back from the depths of Tartarus. If gods exist, then reincarnation and being reborn could exist." He shrugged.

"It does exist."

Claymore put a hand in his pocket, then took the mistform card with his silhouette on it, and showed it to him.

"Sorry... You died because of me."

"What do you mean die because of you? Technically I'm not dead."

"But-"

"No saying sorry."

"Gods you're arrogant!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

If you told Dr. Howard Claymore that he'd be almost like an illusion, had a person now kind of living in his house, and that Greek mythology was real one week ago, he would've looked at you as if you were a deformed monster that had spawned infront of him. But he now knew that Greek gods exists, and a boy who pretty much had a target on his back living in his home.

I just made this at 3 Am and it's pretty much OOC and not beta read, soo yeahhhhh???? Anyways, hoped you enjoyed that short ff.

[fevotinggauntletreal]

FE Miniboss Battle Quarterfinals - Match 2

info and propaganda under the cut

LAMIA

Class: Swordmaster

Appears in: Genealogy of the Holy War - Chapter 4

Choice quote: "It's been a long time since I've seen such darling villainy anywhere! It's almost enough to turn a weaker stomach."

Propaganda:

she has exactly 0 plot relevance. frankly there doesn't even need to be a miniboss where she is in the chapter, she coulda been a generic unit! however: she is i believe the only enemy female swordmaster in the game, and she is hot as fuck. no story relevance in any way; absolutely slays. she is killing it.

ISHTORE & LIZA

Class: War Mage (Ishtore) ; Thunder Mage (Liza)

Appear in: Genealogy of the Holy War - Chapter 7 (both)

Choice quote: "I confess I'd rather keep you away from the eye of the storm, but there's nobody whom I could ever trust more than you. My apologies, Liza." (Ishtore, Beyond the Desert)

Propaganda:

they seem like (possibly) legitimately nice people who have a loving and healthy relationship, who also both die and then are basically never brought up again. YES they are on the evil team (and the evil team in genealogy does some heinous shit) but so is ishtar, who is meant to be sympathetic and attempting to save who she can from within, and this is literally ishtar's brother and sister-in-law so that's probably shared. also, the townsfolk say they like them, and considering how much dialogue/description literally anyone in genealogy gets that seems like frankly how we're meant to judge their characters. and they don't even show up in thracia despite the fact that they ARE IN THRACIA!! wild ass game.

[darlingpwease]

>:□

Maybe he's trying to shake things up a little bit?? Lol WHAT, ME?!

Yes, maybe, but how long would that take, hm?? I got some Yuuta ideas to share that may dissappear depending on how long we wait 😒 /t /hj

AH– you seriously can go saying things like that akdhskd ...I'm actually really surprised you could catch the tone with out me saying it :0

-panna cotta

HAHAHHAHAHAH sjdgdjgdhdhd</3333 my task is to warn you so that you do not complain again that I use your words against you~ <333 /t

it's no joke, but— only recently I was thinking about the concept of brat!yuuta, who does not know how to be really teasing & annoying, since he is on the extremely serving and obedient side, but tries to provoke you so that you tame him, because he wants to feel how you will punish him,,, and your words unexpectedly fit in...🤨 I have my suspicions and they are not in your favor🤨🤨🤨 /t /hj

of course; the most terrible and naughty panna cotta!!! no one has received gifs with the threat of blocking from me as often as you</333 /hj

who said I'd be waiting? we'll just move on to brainwashing, yandere, mind breaking and dubcon, I'm not one of those who waste time, you know🙄😒

Yuuta and ghost!Reader where he is too withdrawn and lonely while for you he is the only person who sees you, and living as a ghost has definitely spoiled your morals — and the fact that his body is so susceptible to being touched and possessed by him and at the same time safe for you makes everything only worse; druid!Yuuta, who needs the "essence" to live and use his powers, finds a lonely traveler in the forest and really thinks that mating with you is a good idea (he promises to take care of you later... but he really needs to), but is pinned to the ground when it turns out that you are not unconscious at all, but absolutely not against it help him and even keep him for a while, even if he may not be very enthusiastic about it at first — if he is able to at least be aware of something after mating, of course; yandere!Reader who goes crazy because of a too kind & innocent Yuuta and uses a knife during not very consensual sex with a kidnapped Yuuta only to find out that Yuuta is very into the blood, very into the knives and very when you look like you can kill him, almost cumming when you say that you will make sure that he belongs only to you; lamia/slime!Reader in heat who hunts Yuuta and takes him in a deserted place, knowing that no one will help him, promising that you, of course, will take care of his throbbing womb and fill it, not knowing that this is exactly what Yuuta was trying to achieve, being breed by lamia/slime and stuffed with eggs, since both of you are already have you been courting each other for a long time and he wanted to help you, even knowing that this could lead to a mating?🤨🤨🤨 the exchange was made!!! give me your idEAS- /hj

listen, you and I agreed on neck and cheeks, but there were no ears in the contract, so— so there really meant teasing? and then you say you're not a brat?🙄😒 of course I can catch; you're 99% teasing, it's like assuming a fish is breathing in the water🤨 /t /hj

[bacon-sandwich-of-dionysus]

Teaser for C.9 of Bloodhound!

If you want to go in completely blind for the C.9 and C.10 double-whammy (I'm sorry, I'm too eager to hack this up and post it so you won't have voting for between the chaps) , please ignore this and just admire the gif of Graves.

If you're frothing at the mouth at the mere sight anything to do with Bloodhound, please, be my guest and read on!

This is an excerpt of Graves' side and does include Valeria. I'd greatly appreciate some feedback if you have any, but don't worry if you don't and just want to have a cheeky read <3.

Hope you enjoy, guys!

Her resolve was breaking, crumbling away like sand through her fingers. She was faltering, stumbling over a root as she dragged her body to continue on. Valeria looked behind to see she had lost sight of the base. Slowly, she returned her gaze to what was in front of her: the vague path back to their camp.

She had cast that awful mask aside, leaving it to be found at the edge of the base, where the back of that dilapidated building met the woods, hoping you’d find it and that it’d light a fire under your arse.

A life taken was, in her eyes, better than a life doomed. At least, with murder, there came some form of closure. Some form of a definitive… end.

How long until it would set in? Until he’d unravel and consume them all?

Consume you?

She prayed that the anger she had seen in your face, as she had grabbed a fistful of your hair, bringing your bloodied visage to look upon hers, meant you had it in you to fix this. There was a good chance you’d reject Ghost and flee the moment you discovered his newfound nature. And… you’d be right in doing that- you know, to kill him before he’d get into their hands. Valeria hoped you’d stab him with a silver stake in his sleep or do her the kindness of making him scream. Oooh. Something inside her giggled with sadistic joy at the though of an Arcadian Son screaming in agony at the hands of a lamia. What a triumph that would be! An arrogant man with strength he didn’t deserve nor need, squirming about at the feet of a trafficked child. Valeria hungered for that, and she had found a substitute in reigning supreme over the Las Almas Cartel but, now that she thought about it, it wasn’t the same. It was play. It was her living in a fantasy, rehearsing all the things she wanted to say and do to her overseer. There were many people that sat at the back of her mind, giving voice to her innermost doubts and fears, whom she wanted to see burn by her hands, and he was one of them. That heartless fucker who managed to worm his way into her very being, one who she’d still want to see in awe of her, to feel a swell of pride as she’d slit his throat.

Every Arcadian Son was the same. Every single one. They all did nothing but hurt, exploit, and terrorise. Throwing around their gifts without a care in the world and making sure everyone was constantly feeling their anguish, their pain.

But what about mine?! What about my pain?!

She trudged on, doing her best to halt the tears pooling in her eyes. In an ill attempt to self-soothe, Valeria found her arms slowly snaking around her, her body pulling her into an embrace. It stung as the cartel queen felt a tear trickle from her eye, rolling down her nose, clinging to the end. Then another, and another, and another once more. Valeria wanted to beat someone half to death. She wanted to feel powerful again, toying with people. She had thought that all these years she had spent on herself, spoiling herself rotten with an underground empire and plenty of men to crush beneath her boot, she had grown. And yet, here she was, a sobbing, snivelling mess, nothing more than a weak, little girl.

Little girl.

“You wouldn’t have existed if it weren’t for me.”

Little girl.

“I will always be with you.”

Little girl.

“You will always be scared of men like me. You will always be scared of men.”

The way those words had been uttered to her, all those years ago, with no anger, no emotion behind them, uttered like cold, hard facts. As if she was made to be a certain way. As if she couldn’t escape her nature. As if she was destined to be a caricature, an idea of a person. It was as if everything Valeria had ever done had meant nothing, because all this she had created, had accumulated, had achieved, was merely boiled down to a response to him. Essentially, Valeria realised that she was and would always be nothing more than his lamia.

A quivering breath escaped her, and she became still. Glossy brown eyes stared into the middle distance.

She could have said no, died in defiance.

And yet, she obeyed.

How far was she from camp?

“Valeria?”

Quick as a whip, she snapped back to reality and saw Graves, directly in front of her, standing amidst the shrubbery. His posture indicated he was concerned, slightly leaning forward, one unsure foot put in front of the other, hands hovering in place, shaking with slight trepidation. To him, she didn’t look well. Something about her indicated she wasn’t entirely here and as for her slightly unkempt armour and bloodstained face, Phillip feared she wouldn’t be able to give a decent report.

Still¸ he sighed, no harm in tryin’.

“Valeria?”

“You disgrace the army.”

Every single fucking man she had ever met had, in some form or the other, left a nasty mark on her. Every. Single. Fucking. One.

As she watched Phillip approach her, with a patronising dose of caution, her lip curled.

“I want the missiles. I want the target. And I want Hassan. And you’ve got ten seconds or I’m going to show you the difference between military and me.”

Phillip Graves was feeling sorry for himself now, but she knew it was only a matter of time before he’d be back to his usual self, or perhaps even worse.

“Valeria?”

“What?!” she snapped.

“Have you delivered the package to the target and…”

She could tell he was looking her up and down.

“… Did the renegade do that to you?”

Valeria wasn’t fooled by his softened voice. She took a disgusted step back as he took one towards her.

“What do you think?” Valeria sighed, making to brush past him and collect her things at camp so she could leave this promptly.

He grabbed her, hard, by the wrists. She looked at him like he wasn’t even human, her eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, a face depicting someone who was taken aback by not a man, but an animal.

“I need a full report of what happened,” he spoke to her like she was a mere child.

She looked at him, trying to find his eyes behind that blank visor. Although there really wasn’t much of a hight difference between them, she felt as though he was consuming her whole field of vision. Angry tears should have told him enough, but it was evident that he wanted to hear it from her lips.

“Let me go.”

“I need a report.”

“Let me go.”

“You can have your tantrum afterwards, Garza. I need a report. You do realise that this is technically a mission-”

She pulled away, trying to break free of his grip, but to no avail. Over his shoulder, she could see the tantalising shape of camp. Valeria wriggled, demanding to be released. Phillip’s grip only tightened.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

STOP!

Valeria kicked him, screamed at him and, in a moment of brief freedom, before he’d trap her in his embrace once more, she hit his armoured chest. Again, and again and again. All that came out of her were shrieks and curses that sounded as though they had been trapped in her gullet for centuries. She punched and punched his chest, fighting to break free from his grip as he reestablished control. Graves supposed he’d let her have her moment for a few seconds, however, he soon grew tired of her hysteria.

“Valeria… Valeria, will you just… Val-”

He sighed.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GIVE ME THE GODDAMN REPORT!” he roared.

Then, Phillip fell silent, as if surprised by his own voice. He sounded a lot worse than he did when she last spoke to him, merely hours ago.

Valeria glowered at him but did as he said, regaining composure. She was breathless, panting as her whole body rose and fell in time with her stifled gasps for air. Her hands were raised in front of her, held in place by his, almost framing her face.

“The renegade was there. They saw me. And as for the target… Riley’s received the package.”

He eyed the woman, seeing if he could smell any lies on her. However, it seemed she was telling the truth. Phillip let go of her hands and watched them drop to her sides.

“Clean yourself up and go log it on the lexicon-thingy. I received a call from them not too long after you left. They said they want to hear it from you.”

She pushed past him, wiping away the salty water on her lips with the back of her hand.

[uncle-mojave]

Help!

I was on a mission sent to scout out an area and retireve an artifact but I was stopped by a Lamia group and one of them threw their spear at me but I caught it and threw it back and it pierced her heart and she died thrashing then the others knocked me out by a blow to the head but I woke up with my arms tied up hanging from a hook on a pole and one of the Lamia told me I killed the village's chief and she bit me injecting venom and told me if the venom did not kill me in three days I'd be super horny but I broke my arm in those three days screaming from the pain and trying to get free in the end though she was right and I mated with the entire village but I forgot what my original mission was!

[loftylockjaw]

[pm] Oh. Yeah. [...] Well, only cuz I was on my own in the swamp for the most part. My mama didn't start even tryin' to teach me until I'd grown a good amount -- said I could come home with her once I figured it out. I was just a stupid baby, though, I'm sure it won't be as hard for you. Unless you are a baby.

Yeah. Every lamia I've ever known was in control, your brain don't go nowhere. [...] Curse, gift... depends how you look at it. Humans think there's somethin' wrong with bein' able to turn into a powerful creature because they can't imagine anythin' touchin' their delicate sense of self. Well lemme tell you, if they think this is a punishment, they're dead fuckin' wrong.

Well, if huntin' ain't your thing, I'm sure butchers would fill orders of whole carcasses. Course that means you'll need money, so... either practice huntin', or get a better job, I guess.

It's fine. [ user isn't really sure if it's fine, he feels uncomfy but doesn't want to be a dick ] Look, I ain't really a... good... teacher for this kinda thing. I know someone else who'd be better, she teaches for her day job. I just kill shit.

[pm] fuck werewolves actually exist too?? fucking shit christ hell tits ufckadsjklfafljkad--- so you were born this way and it still took you like five years to figure out how to switch back and forth? what if i get stuck like that, i don't even know what i'm gonna be.

[this is not helping user's over active imagination] like lizards are cool or whatever but i can't be one for five years??? brennan will be a full ass adult by then and he won't even remember me and my parents will think i died-- are you totally sure that's the case? that i'll be in control?? like, it's a curse that doesn't sound super cursey and i don't even know you so like why am i-- how the fuck am i supposed to catch a deer???? that is better than a person but like, bambi is fucking fast and i don't know how to hunt!!!! fuick fuck fuck fuck fuck

[user is big struggling with the weight of all of this shit suddenly being very real, and very in front of them.]

you fight as a gator????? that's silmultaneously super cool and really fucked up and i'm so sorry i'm freaking out on you like this it's a lot and i don't know what i'm doing at all and

[user goes and lays face down on the floor for a while]

[seakicker]

so.. with the naga reader, is it one of those situations where a dad dosent want an animal but ends up becoming the most attached to it (hence the scene at the end where childe says just one more year but ends up keeping reader longer than they bargained for) or do they genuinely kill/set reader free ☹️

i kept it a little vague on purpose with the "i'd hate to get rid of such a good product so quickly" bit because i didn't want to force the story either way, but in my mind i was imagining that childe and zhongli keep you for another year to get another litter out of you for a sort of illegal pet trade scenario since i imagine monster children make high-end exotic pets for royals and the like. they do end up killing you in that scenario as well and selling off your scales, meat, and whatnot for that sweet $$$$$

since i'm sappy, though, i'm 100% in favor of the idea where they become genuinely attached to you and keep you with them forever, breeding you nice and big each mating season and taking good care of you throughout the year. childe never gives up his naga hunting ways, he just... kills other nagas and lamias in a different location away from you, his pretty prize catch and wifey.