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hyunjinners · 7 months ago

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✧:･ﾟCharacters Reacting to You With Serious Injurieis → aib headcanons ˚₊· ꒰🩹꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊at some point during a game you get seriously injured, leaving them worried.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊arisu ¡ niragi ! aguni x fem ¡ reader.

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊angst, sad, hurt, a little cute (?)

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊mention of injury, possible trigger, blood, implied deaths (or not so much), crying - let me know if you have anything else to add! :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊0,8k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊just another chapter forgotten at the bottom of the drafts. ^°^

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

「 𝗔𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘂 𝗥𝘆𝗼𝗵𝗲𝗶 」

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During a game of spades, one of the participants desperate to survive, He pushed her off the stair railing, causing a serious wound to open in her belly caused by a large piece of iron.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Arisu's first reaction would be anger and fear. He couldn't help but want to run after the guy just to push him too, but he knew that would be a little wrong.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would take her to a place out of sight of the game master, just to try to defuse the situation a little and avoid being killed outright.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would be lost without knowing what to do since it would not be possible to remove the piece of iron, otherwise it would worsen the wound and cause a bloody mess.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I would probably come up with a plan with Usagi to try to resolve the game as quickly as possible and get out of there soon.❜ɞ

ֺ⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He would stay by her side all the time, holding her hand and telling her funny memories to keep her awake.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would try to hold back the tears if he saw you weren’t responding. He would hug you tightly, holding you against his chest as he placed a kiss on your head.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Arisu's biggest fear is losing everyone he loves, thus ending up alone and blaming himself for the rest of his life. He didn't know what your fate would be, but he hoped you would be okay.❜ɞ

「 𝗡𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂 」

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During the confusion on the beach and the discovery that it was an arena for a game of ten of hearts, everything became chaos as if the militia had completely lost what little sanity they had left. There were a lot of deaths and sounds of gunshots, so you didn't know exactly where it came from, but you couldn't help but instantly notice the sharp pain in your chest area.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Niragi was too busy reveling in the deaths of innocent people to notice you. Reluctantly, you crawled in search of him.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ You didn't understand exactly why you were after him since the last thing you could expect from Niragi was some kind of support or help, I was well aware that he was devoid of any emotion of human solidarity.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Niragi and you never really got along at first. You were the daughter of the militia chief, Aguni, and he was a freeloader who only cared about himself. But not long ago you broke your pride and stuck together, so to speak.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ his first reaction upon seeing you was to roll his eyes with some grumble like, "are you kidding me", or something like that.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ You would wonder how you were so stupid as to get shot instead of hiding in a safe place.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I would never admit to having any affection for you but I would take you to an empty room just so you could die in a more "honorable" way, without being in the middle of several burned bodies.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He would give one final shot to prevent you from suffering to death and would lock the room so they couldn't find and burn your body.❜ɞ

「 𝗔𝗴𝘂𝗻𝗶 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗼𝗻𝗼 」

ֺ⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During the chase to kill the King of Swords in the center of Shibuiya, you ended up sticking your foot in a hole in the rubble when you ran after Aguni after the pharmacy explosion, where coincidentally there was a huge iron that cut his tendon, making it impossible for him to move around.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Upon hearing her scream, Aguni's instincts awakened and he could swear he felt his stomach move in a bad way.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he was almost unconscious when he heard your scream, so he couldn't do much to help you, so he just looked to the side and swore it seemed like torture to see you agonizing for a long time.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He's not a man of many words, so he probably wouldn't talk to you that much, but would try to calm you down in his own way.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ would crawl closer to you just to hold your hand and look into your eyes, almost as if he had an entire conversation in just one look. And you knew him well.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I feel that at some point the two of them lie uncomfortably next to each other, your head on his chest as he smoothes your hair and kisses your forehead whispering sweet words that not even he thought he would say to someone one day.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ a solitary tear runs down his face when he hears you say softly, "I love you", and there he had confirmation that you would not have a future together.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ As soon as he saw you injured he imagined that you wouldn't resist, not only because of the ugly wound but also because of other injuries caused during the fight. He felt like he could no longer live in a world where you wouldn't be by his side, but even with his desire to leave, he felt like that world wasn't worthy of leading another life in vain.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛A/N: I hope you enjoyed! It's been a while since I wrote this chapter, so I was lost in drafts lol. Like × reblog¡! by:: @hyunjinners .❜ɞ

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ohforficsakelibrary · 11 months ago

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Barbados

Summary: You've been carrying on with whatever this is for months, pushing and pulling, until one night Frankie wants control.

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Pairing: Frankie Morales x f!Reader

Word Count: ~2.2K

Rating: Explicit 18+ for smut/ Unprotected piv, edging, multiple orgasms (f), creampie, a hint of dom!Frankie, a dash of brat-tamer!Frankie, still a Consent King, a pinch of blasphemy, y'all are gonna get a noise complaint / Minors DNI

A/N: As with Dominica, this is written about these two idiots, but flipped to the reader's perspective. Can be read as a standalone, only a few tiny, non-critical nods to the series.

Happy Frankie Friday to all those who celebrate.

Eight months into whatever this is, Frankie pulls noises from your throat that you’ve never made in your life.

And to think, you had fought him on it.

You’d been working each other up all evening, spiking heated glances over the dinner table as you listened to Pope go on about something.

Can’t remember what.

You’d both unceremoniously deposited Santi in his room next door, each smacking your key cards against the reader so quickly that it took three tries to unlock as Frankie groaned into your mouth and you pawed at his belt. This room was one of yours.

Can’t remember whose.

It doesn’t matter, one key eventually worked.

In your haste to have each other after a month apart you’d skipped his mouth, and his fingers, and everything you would have demanded if you’d had more sense.

Sense. The thing he simultaneously robs you of and delivers in spades to every starving nerve ending.

The two of you hadn’t even made it to the bed.

Frankie’s behind you on the couch, your upper body draped over the armrest as he works his way inside you.

“Mmfh, hold on, wait, wait, wait,” your hand finds his where it’s wrapped around your hip and immediately he stills as you hiss through clenched teeth.

“Shit. Baby, talk to me.”

“Just. A little sharp.”

“No, I should have…” he makes a move to pull out completely.

Your hand flies back to his hip, “Francisco Morales, don’t you dare.”

“Baby, just let me taste you,” he barely has the tip of his cock inside you now as he cranes to drop kisses along your spine, “get you all warm and ready for me. ”

“I’m fucking ready for you now.”

Stubborn as a moose is not the saying, but Frankie reckons it should be.

“Baby, please, I’m not doing this if it hurts.”

He’s mad at himself, more than anything. Frankie doesn’t fuck around with this. He knows what he is.

He’s normally so methodical. He has his procedures. His checklist. You blew right through it and in his haze of want—he let you.

You’re doing it even now as your nails bite into his hip when he makes a move to pull away.

“Baby…” he urges again.

“No.”

Talons of irritation tug at the back of his scalp.

And he gives in to them.

“You know what, fine,” he growls, hands leaving you completely as something shifts, “you do it then.”

You move to bring one of his warm palms back to your skin but he snatches it away.

“No. That’s all you. You wanna take me? Take me. Go ahead.”

Oh.

A Frankie Mood.

He hasn’t had you in a month and already they’ve returned with a vengeance.

You throw him a look over your shoulder, half expecting to see his arms crossed over his chest. One hand’s braced on the back of the sofa, and you can feel the heat from the other where it hovers over your hip.

His bottom lip is trapped between teeth.

Okay, Frankie.

You prop yourself up off the arm of the sofa with one hand, reaching down with the other to guide the tip of his cock against your entrance, gently shifting your hips and rocking back onto his hard length at your own pace, moaning as you do.

A pace you’ve slowed way down for his torture benefit.

It smarts a little less and you take a little more.

But this stopped being about that a few inches ago.

You can hear Frankie sucking sharp breaths in through his nose. The back of the sofa creaks with the white-knuckled pressure he’s subjecting it to.

While his words are bold, his body’s barely held together.

But he’s composed enough not to give you the satisfaction of the moan that’s bursting at the back of his throat.

“God, Frankie,” you breathe when the curve of your ass meets his stomach.

He barks a dark laugh.

“Oh, I thought you could take this whole thing,” he leans to cover you with his body, nose skimming the shell of your ear.

“I’ve still got two more inches here for you, babe,” he continues to taunt just before he bites down on your earlobe, soothing it with his tongue.

“What are you gonna do about that?”

You have half a mind to flip him off of this couch and onto the floor.

Instead you drop your chest back down to the arm of the sofa, tip your hips forward, and squeeze around him.

It makes him give you the last two himself.

It hadn’t taken long for you to discover how to short his brain and send his hips slamming into yours in search of more.

“Ohh, you little…” he’s growling but you can feel the smile against your ear.

He loves this.

The push and pull.

You guide his hand to your clit, where he immediately starts rubbing slow circles with his middle and ring fingers.

He’s gonna drag this out.

You tip your face to meet his mouth, sucking on his bottom lip before he gives you his tongue.

“You okay?” He whispers softly when you break for air.

“Yeah, baby.”

Frankie drops a kiss in your hair before he bucks his hips against you without pulling out.

“Fuck,” you gasp.

“Mmmm,” he rumbles, sitting up and holding your hips with both hands. He gives you a few tentative strokes, slowly, palms mapping the contours of your back until you take it upon yourself to push against him.

“You’re so fuckin’ impatient, aren’t you,” his hips don’t falter from their lazy pace as one hand grabs the back of your neck. “So fucking greedy for me. For this cock.”

You clench down around him to make your point, smiling when he groans, his hips stuttering.

“You know what?” He brings his face to your ear, “let me have it, baby.”

Control.

Let him have control.

He can’t see the way you arch an eyebrow in challenge, but he knows it’s there on your face.

“Fine,” you whisper and cant your hips back against him.

“Need a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ gatita.”

“Yes. Frankie.” It’s sour in your mouth as you say it. But you trust him. Trust that he’ll take care of you. That he’ll work you up and over and through until “yes Frankie” is all that you can scream.

You trust that he’ll take you past the point of words.

And so “yes Frankie” it is.

He rewards you by picking his pace up to something you luxuriate in, humming with approval as warmth builds low in your belly. You instinctively reach down between your legs and Frankie immediately pulls your hand away.

“That’s mine,” he growls, “and I’m not ready for it yet.”

You bury your face into the armrest and moan in petulant protest.

The hand on the back of your neck soothes, rubbing down over your shoulder blades. He follows the motion with his mouth and you arch up into him.

You can feel his eyes on you, reading your body in the absence of your face. He slows his pace when your breath goes shallow and waits for it to deepen again before building you back up.

When your fingers dig into the armrest, he nearly stops, holding you in place by the hips, grinding his pelvis against you. He leans forward to drop kisses at the base of your neck and scrapes the scruff on his chin down your spine, the prickle of it giving you another sensation to latch on to. After a few moments, he skates a massive palm over your skin to wipe the feeling away, hooking it over your shoulder and yanking you backwards faster against him.

The next time he pulls you back from the brink it’s with a hand in your hair and teeth in the curve of your shoulder.

He unwinds you like rope, pulling at each cord, twisting until it frays, until all that’s left is you pleading and panting in front of him.

By the fourth time you’re telling him to go fuck himself, and he’s purring in your ear that no you feel much better between thrusts that drag the crown of his cock over every spot inside you with the capacity to light you up, he’s just doing it too slowly to cause a spark.

“Frankie, I swear to God…”

“You can swear all you want, gatita, God isn’t here. Just me.”

And oh but He is, in the searing palms that hold you firm, the thick, clever fingers that finally slip down to where he fills you to rub tight circles against where he knows you need him most.

In the way your ears ring when he speeds his hips and his hands up—and finally allows you to break.

A gasp, a captured breath, and a cry when you exhale again.

Except now, he doesn’t stop.

“Frankie, fuck, Frankie, Frankie, Fr…Fran…FranKIE,” discretion abandoned in favor of open-mouthed pleasure. His pace is brutal and you don’t care who knows that he handles you with a pilot’s precision, one hand encouraging the arch in your back, pulling where it’s wound in your hair, fingers of the other working faster over your clit.

You’re keening as you claw at fabric and bury your face in the armrest, Frankie never letting up as your walls clamp down around him again.

He grits his teeth through your torture, grunting as he continues.

He continues until you’re laughing deliriously.

Until you’re growling.

Whining.

Sobbing.

Jesus, Catfish. Don’t kill her. Frankie’s phone buzzes with a text from Santiago.

Neither of you notice.

You’ve angled your hips to take all of him, hair in your face, death-grip on the armrest because it’s the only thing keeping you here.

He cracks you one last time, has you crying and moaning and screaming for him in the seconds before he holds you fast, deafening you with the guttural scream that rips from his chest as he pumps you full of him, stuttering hips fucking hot spend into you as desperate cries escape his throat.

His teeth sink into your shoulder and his weight becomes yours to bear when he finally quiets and collapses, sucking open-mouthed kisses into your sweat-damp neck between gasps for air.

You stay a moment like this.

Feeling his lungs fill at your back.

Feeling his heart hammer against your spine.

He finds himself enough to take his weight, but your hand grips his hair before he can move much further.

“The couch,” you pant a warning and he catches your logic in his hormone-addled brain, wrapping an arm around your waist and rolling you with him down to the hardwood floor.

His body breaks your fall.

Broad palms roam your stomach, up over your breasts and down again, hot, ragged breath rasping over the shell of your ear and catching in your curls.

He guides your hips up enough to allow him to pull out with a groan before he encourages you over, one hand immediately flying to the base of your skull to bring your mouth to his.

You can feel the warm rush of him between your thighs.

“Was that okay?” He sighs against your lips.

“More than, baby.”

“I missed you.”

And you hum with a smile, raking damp hair out of his face.

You missed him too.

Both of your phones clatter repeatedly against coffee table glass and it finally spurs Frankie to his feet.

You both still alive?

You need electrolytes?

Fish, rub some sugar on her gums.

You read the group texts aloud from your back on the floor and Frankie laughs, returning with a warm washcloth and your underwear.

All good, Santi. So good.

Frankie sits on the couch and kisses your stomach as you stand and shimmy your panties up your legs. He pulls you to curl against him where he can still trail his nose over your sweat-slick neck.

How do I know Fish didn’t take your phone? Proof of life.

It’s tossed offhandedly with a smile. He doesn’t expect his screen to light up with a photo from Fish.

The look on your face in the photo is apologetic, one hand raking the hair out of your eyes, the other holding your phone with the screen lit to display the date and time. Frankie is behind you with his nose pressed into your hair and a Cheshire cat grin playing on his lips.

God, on the COUCH?

Sorry, not sorry, Pope. Is his answer.

Santi offers only the eye-roll emoji in response.

_____

Fifteen minutes later, when you’re both showered and in bed, Frankie’s head resting on your stomach and your hand gently raking through his freshly washed hair, your phone fills the room with blue light.

From Santiago to you alone.

You’re better for him than you know.

The truth is, he hasn’t seen the man smile like that since his daughter was born.

I can’t save him, Pope.

No. But you can make him feel.

And you understand exactly what he means because someone once did the same for you.

You stretch and Fish moves, rolling you onto your side where he can fit against your back, solid arm locked around your waist, breath brushing peacefully against your neck.

Yeah.

You can make him feel.

And sometimes that’s enough.

#frankie morales #frankie morales smut #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #triple frontier fanfiction #pedro pascal character fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal #ohforficsake

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marrkopolo · 5 months ago

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A Wise Man Once Said

Precious lost its ring in the scrap yard with no metal detector the lavender pussywillows hide the trolls

Hong Kong wheel of fate UW spinned it first Knights of Templar slaughtered at a mass concert of bloody crimson tide

Tithe on a full moon for 2x the glee The crash of waves against the rocks, like bodies slapping against each other during sex blood shooting through veins Hot heat, sticky, in Iceland together I too, know of these lands

Tax season says the King! blue knots on a tent red food buckets hung like death #four crosses in a foreign land alone is no place to exist

An underwater welder lying on the blue tarp, is like a union of troops led by a zebra.

Flying flags at Disney welcome to the world of water failed regret, emptiness and betrayal tattered flags get left to rot sew it in with the others together and the quilt becomes strong and scintillating

Crush you with your own history headless horseman and halo hair dark horse donuts This is as good as it gets!

Red-lipped lipstick cracked porcelain face You can't hold a candle to this

King of the Hill My pool stick is clean now true Kings swim in the swimming pool together King of the Hill Jack of Spades went with the stolen crown and robots learn to volunteer.

Pledge to a sanitizer salute to a gong beat your chest it's loud and strong Love at first sight or sounds like a good idea Wisdom of the crowd or individual motivation?

A rabbi with the yachts Fortified lamps sees all UFOs, telekinesis and even explosive lingerie. One denarius for a days work Why they get more? Stand while another sits. Then switch roles and you'll see why.

What sees with three eyes? The melatonin-like parental bond, third eye awoken, Moksha.

Insane Luke has a scar red dots that kill. Baldie takes biosphere crown the bald animal is cutting loose again Is doraphilia still fun to you?

I attempt to transform but the tea is too strong my hands have small heart Lying down a tiny raindrop falls into my ear swirling into the cochlea My whole world has changed!

Eczema stealing make-up twice North Face go north Racks of weapons are not enough this time

My mask is old but gold bars had paved my fortunate path …a fortunate path(whispering)

Tik Tok vault one exit is enough The eagle has docked into spray-painted madness. Not to fret I hear a falcon cry Jump when the law is bent it will help you fly

Six shooter Six pack 3 sewers 3 fires Twin-spirit 1 spacesuit

Mountain top king of the hill climb Nepal Hajj pilgrimage princess climbs like a pirate piggyback down the wedding aisle

Opposites attract

One fell to its doom down the abyssal void towards the bottom and a ghost ship lost in the Bermuda Triangle with Pandoras Box Lazarus

Gunpowder in shoes Footprints in the sand Jesus did not tap

Short and tall fat and thin Lookalikes Soundalikes Smellalikes the hunt of touch and taste What double currencies create the ultimate Yin Yang effect? AI said to cure pride and competition, exchange abacus rubik-cubed calculators instead of cash.

Echoes and reverberation voices become lightning WATTS= AMPS X VOLTS

Float your payloads into the troposphere with skinny vertical structures of contained saltwater Heat a planet with a satellite asteroid belt

A call for help QR codes morse code gun flare smoke signal what are your coordinates? R-E-B-O-R-N

Some ancients say gunpowder only made flee then gun made to kill Oil spills from bronze age to silicon chips flood the market cut the mall castle cake in half Zangief on a segway You win.Perfect.

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silvyavan · 4 months ago

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Yuno Grinbellior: Fall From Class Solidarity Grace

This has been a LONG time coming when it comes to Yuno's character, all the power ups and hellacious writing involved with said character. This actually had me re-reading Black Clover just to compile this callout/thesis/whatever the hell this is.

Hypothesis: Yuno's character arc and symbolic meaning got absolutely ruined in Spade arc, on the entire series premises even, to the point where he went from class ally to class traitor. From "You don't have to have massive capital or a prestigious family to have lots of mana and worth" to "Being born to privilege literally gets you everywhere in life".

And even if its not, Yuno's character arc ends up being "always at the important events, never where it matters the most".

ARC 1: THE GRAND ELF ARC AND THE SET UP TO THE CHARACTER.

One of the pivotal moments of the early series is the Magic Knights Exam and how it ends. The choice between captains is arguably the best metaphor for how Asta and Yuno's rivalry feels scuffed and represents that, in a world where mana is everything, big mana DOES get you in high places, even if you're unaware of it.

When Yuno gets his turn to see which captains would want him, all of them raise their hands and he even has the option to choose the best ranked squad, Golden Dawn, a squad that is already built upon with SEVERAL noble houses supporting it, including the Wizard King's own support, and with a repertoire of big mana bitches. Yuno, who symbolises the 4 leaf clover and all the mana and perceived pedigree that comes from it, has the chance to go into a squad that is exclusive only to nobles.

Asta, however, is the more realistic approach of someone who starts from the bottom up and has nothing, as no squads raise their hands because they want him and the only option he DOES have is the squad that's at the bottom of the barrel/with the worst reputation.

This is important because this is aligned with the next instance we'll talk about: Star Festival.

The Star Festival literally has this shit said outright: even if you take THE worst squad out of the gutter and work to the point of disability and get borderline killed trying to protect your country, the squad full of nobles who have:

1) an environment where its much easier to gain achievements (GD being located in Kiten, near the border between Diamond and often attacked, even getting Spade spies, thus making nation relevant achievements is surprisingly easy),

2) more resources and funding due to nepotism and support from rich family members ( having many noble families who can afford tutors, training, education and even connections into getting into squads, often even allowing immediate medical care in case of emergencies), and

3) implicit connections with the higher ups in the government (William being from the same squad where Julius, current wizard king was, the ENTIRE judicial court of Clover being royalists/pro noble faction, likely having relatives in GD)

will still achieve better results for less effort. Asta still has to work harder than Yuno, just for 2nd place. Black Bulls squad can literally save villages and towns, stop foreign invasions and terrorists and they still don't get as much payback as the squad made up entirely from connections, money and massive mana prowess. Is the GD still also doing the same things as the Black Bulls? Yeah, but if you look at the point distributions, Golden Dawn gets SEVERAL per missions/events, with a Spade Kingdom officer being a whole 5 stars.

It's the most obvious metaphor and it leaves a bitter taste in one's mouth, since one of the key notions that one usually gets from the rivalry between Asta and Yuno is that its a friendly rivalry that isn't inherently favored in one direction. And this, and many OTHER instances shown later in the story are testament that that's not true.

Even though Asta and Yuno both qualify for the Royal Knights position, what happened at the actual tournament, concerning Langris, feels like a statement of Yuno throwing away any attempt of principles. Yuno was THERE when Langris went off the deep end, and this guy is his vice captain. Even agrees with Klaus that something is definitely off. But he makes no attempt to actually stop him. Luck, Magna, Noelle, Charmy and Asta all jump in to try and stop him. EVEN JULIUS comes in to try and stop him, so any statement of "he's his superior, he can't go against him" can't hold ground because Julius' judgement clearly says that hes got issues, so I doubt Langris would have grounds in trying to discipline Yuno for "insubordination".

Like, maybe it's just me, but if you see your vice captain go off the deep end and try to kill a contestant from a different squad AFTER its been announced he won, you should probably stop him for both their sakes.

Yuno doesn't, NOBODY from Golden Dawn does, what does that speak on what they view as "going too far"?

And when the match between Asta's and Langris' team ends in a draw, and in a show of solidarity, all the Knights come to Asta to support him, Yuno is... not part of the crowd. People like Klaus, Hamon and Mimosa from the Golden Dawn are. So you've got people from ALL OTHER squads, who don't even know Asta, coming in to his metaphorical support. Its almost out of place how he's not even coming over there, compared to the previous volumes where he was, in fact there.

This just keeps going on until the actual Elf incident, where it feels like Tabata finally remembers "oh yeah, Yuno and Asta are kinda supposed to be friends", and Yuno is immediately worried for Asta in comparison to the previous arcs where he's kind of aloof with him. Can the aloofness be part of the respect for him? Maybe, but this is only because we keep having places where Asta and Yuno are together in a situation. Spade Arc is not like that.

ARC 2: SPADE ARC AND THE FUCK UPS

Spade Arc, has, for the major part except for 2 instances, been an arc that keeps hammering in that Yuno is continuing the saga of acting like the first 15 years of his life mean jackshit.

Yuno is now Vice Captain, has a fanclub and seems to be acting like William is some important figure to him. And all of this feels like absolute lip service.

Vice Captain because Langris stepped down and naturally they needed someone reliable but there's plenty of other, more higher ranking and experienced brigade Knights who could have taken over the responsibilities (assuming that the position isn't just some "second strongest in the building" ranking, and has actual paperwork, responsibilities, workload, etc). So Yuno, getting the position when he's been a Knight for only 2 years, feels like a weird choice and doesn't even give a show of "mana may not be the same, but effort is". They just put any big mana bitch in charge. Even some of the GD only refer to his phenomenal magic as the show of good characteristics.

Yuno and Asta, assuming they both have the same amount of missions and effort put into this, would've had the same position if it wouldn't have been for the Court Rulings and Banishment. And that's what makes Yuno being Vice Captain rather unbelievable or just straight up condescending. Even if the Court Ruling DIDNT apply, it makes no sense for the position to be given to someone who's been in the magic Knights for about 2 years.

The fan club, again, feels like a superficial way to state that "people like Yuno". Yuno is considered handsome, yes, but a fan club usually can't survive off of being handsome alone. There's no actual show of when, how or why this club formed. It sure as hell couldn't have formed in 6 months, even if they're made up of civilians as well. I know the anime has made some supplementary episode on this, but again, the "we accept you" moment feels backhanded.

We know Charlotte has a fan club, but they're all part of her squad. We're not given any example if there's civilians in her fanclub, or if there are other fanclubs dedicated to other famous magic knights.

Even if there wasn't any animosity, for these people to take like a year to accept a new recruit? This fanclub feels more like a representation of actual Yuno fans than a statement that people like Yuno.

The solidarity between him and William. My brother in Clover, where did all of this come from. I'm pretty sure Yuno would've been more pissed about the fact that William chose Yuno because of the elf soul in him. He's not, maybe he doesn't care, but there's not... a whole lot of ANYTHING. It's another case of tell and not show, but maybe because of the timeskip, it feels a bit fake.

The worst of it is, arguably, the moment where he calls out the Captains for keeping William at arms length for the Elf incident.

I want to remind yall, All Of Yall, that the Elf incident didn't just possess the Knights of Golden Dawn, but also EVERYONE ELSE IN THE MAGIC KNIGHTS. 3 (4 if you count Kaiser) WHOLE captains got possessed, SEVERAL vice captains and many other Knights who started blowing shit up all over the kingdom. Patri "killed" Julius in front of Yami, Fuegoleon got ROBBED AND LOST AN ARM due to machinations of the Midnight Sun, Nozel almost DIED in front of his family during the incident, and Jack pretty much had to go and juggle all this shit as the only other non possessed Captain besides Yami in dealing in this.

Like YEAH, no SHIT that they haven't forgiven him, this affected EVERYONE'S bodily autonomy, health and survival. William, bless this homosexual, is a war criminal and I'm pretty sure the Court Rulings, while politically sane, was the only reason his ass wasn't on trial. It's been 6 months, yeah, but the incident has made everyone's life in some way harder and the kingdom's stability worse. They have the right to be mad about this. Even Yuno admits it, he can't blame them for the animosity but at the same time, he's acting like them being mad about it is unwarranted.

Yuno, your autism is bad, I understand, but look back, literally less than 30 chapters ago, and ask yourself, would you be mad as fuck at your coworker if they almost killed everyone? Yes? Because as far as I'm concerned, the moment between Yami, William and Tiny Julius was a closed incident, one that did not have other captains involved. They did not see that shit, maybe they were briefed, but the emotional turmoil was absolutely necessary about this. We're not given the briefing of the captains when William would have had to come clean in front of them. Wish we did, considering how it would've made this moment much more cathartic.

But all this is not the worst offence to Yuno's character. The Prince revelation is.

The thing is, up until this arc, Yuno's behavior might be a bit off putting, but he's still technically a peasant who just so happens to have a lot of mana. The talent and mana was more so his and his alone. His talent made from effort, his mana who he just so happened to he born with. No fancy family, no fancy secret heritage. Just pure, raw autism fueled power.

The Prince revelation essentially smacks it all off of the table and just makes the excuse "of course Yuno is talented and full of mana, he's Foreign Royalty!". Hell, fucking NOZEL makes a "that explains everything" statement.. It's disheartening, cheap and just makes any effort that Yuno previously put into honing his skills feel fake. It is arguably the reason I pray that Asta never gets any secret family bloodline, because its souring the whole character arc and if Asta got that, Tabata might as well cancel the series because that would be a slap to the face for those who wanted Asta to be a winning underdog.

ARC 3: THE PEDESTAL OF BEING IMPORTANT BUT NOT INVOLVED.

This arc has lasted, maybe a bit over 30 chapters (332-369), and it has made not one good thing about Yuno.

Remember the statement I made previously? "Always in the middle of important events, but never when it really matters"? Yeah, no arc shows it as much as this one.

The start of this arc is Lucius attacking Asta's promotion celebration party, a long awaited party to celebrate Asta getting Senior Magic Knight, First Class. 3rd overall, and first in that ranking, essentially saying that Asta's next position would be Grand Magic Knight. In the same title, Fuegoleon says that Asta and Yuno SHOULD have been on the same ranking as Grand Magic Knights, but doesn't say why. Even so, they're not at a relatively similar position of ranking. Most Knights in this ranking are either captains or vice captain level.

This is, naturally, an important event. Orsi, Lily and the kids from the church are there! The captains are there! But not Yuno.

It's implied that Yuno got to Grand Magic Knight within the timeskip, and Asta only managed to get Senior Magic Knight after he was pardoned. But even so, Asta went and celebrated and congratulated it with Yuno. We don't see Yuno's reaction. Only the statement that Asta was always ahead of him. It sounds like ignorance of privilege at this point.

Yuno was out because he, the Golden members and Black Bull members, who have experience with devil activity, were away to investigate it. Unfortunate, but hopeful thinking makes you wonder if he had plans to congratulate Asta after the party, or come in late but still in time for it.

The reality of the matter is that Yuno showed up after the party, after Lucius went and fought Asta and missing quite literally everything. He even says that the attack Adrammelech planned was a feint. Was he not considering the idea that maybe if this was a feint, then something WORSE is going on somewhere else??? Even more so that he went and obliterated high ranking devils in an instant. Hell, with them all gathering in the min hall, it gives the impression that Yuno arrived to this meeting late enough for everyone to gather.

It's almost as if they're treating Yuno's reaction to the events are more important than, you know, actually participating in the events. Noelle and Nero had experience in devils too, but they didn't participate. They actually went and tried to help Asta when he was down! Even the Captains got out to try and help! And yet for Yuno, he's just reacting to it with the promise of vengeance, when nobody knows if vengeance will actually bring Asta back.

This isn't the only moment either. The magic Knights tournament, the golden dawn massacre, and this is a trend in Yuno being involved in the important and big battles, sure, but he's never in the moments that matter in terms of showing the actual presence of the character or weight to the plot. He's almost like a filler character who only shows up in major incidents at this point. Fucking SEKKE has more emotional weight to the plot at this point (I jest but what if).

The arc is, at this point, still ongoing and MAYBE the current state of Yunos character will change (I pray).

But, if I had to give my two cents, my idea of what would make Yuno's character more solid would be the contrast of Yuno who has all the gifts and Yuno who's only got his effort left.

That is to say, put Yuno in a situation where his efforts and abilities are put to the test by reducing/negating his powerups.

One version of this, is that Lucius somehow gets close enough to reach his soul, Elf Yuno takes the brunt to save Yuno, and now Yuno is down to only his Star Grimoire.

Another version, is that Adrammelech vs Yuno happens.

Yuno vs Adrammelech where Adrammelechs (supposed or proposed) Sun magic cancels out Star magic and his wind magic is entirely limited. A fight where Yuno can't rely on his massive magic to fight Adrammelech and can only use weapons made from spirit magic and wind as agility against him.

"Take away the talent and magic and what are you left with" type of fight. It would also add some zest to Adrammelech if he's fighting Yuno PURPOSEFULLY, to separate Asta and him from the fight with Lucius and make it an Asta vs Lucius Rematch while holding his own rematch with Yuno.

If its not, then having the Lucius vs Asta and Yuno might be more of a redemption scenario to Yuno missing the key moments of the party fight. Like how Yuno on his own is kinda struggling due to Lucius using numbers, Asta on his own needed to have hostages used against him. But if they both show up at the same time, then they can counter each others weaknesses.

Those are just some possibilities, and I have no idea how Tabata is gonna spin this, but fuck! Let's hope he doesn't fumble!

#black clover #black clover manga #yuno grinberryall #yuno black clover #asta black clover #silv writes #black clover meta

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MANNA- CHAPTER EIGHT: VEAL

Dark!Hannibal Lecter x Reader x Dark!Will Graham AU fic

TW for eating disorders, noncon, abuse, drugging, Daddy kink, implied child abuse, self harm

This is chronologically the eighth chapter in the series. Apologies for the reupload, the first was the incorrect version.

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You lie in Hannibal’s bed like a bird fallen dead through a window, the back of your hand across your brow, to its fevered heat. The muted rush of the shower sifts under the bathroom door, or perhaps it is only the rain, or both at once, a sonic symmetry.

You feel something of yourself washed away in it, a dune left dry in your defeat. Almost in apathy you turn on your side, thighs closed over the moisture between.

Hannibal returns to the bed in pyjama bottoms, his hair damp, and smelling expensively clean. Rather than meet his eyes, you look at the pictures over the bed— Japanese woodblock prints, you think, the figures rendered indistinguishable by the hearth-lit dark.

“Why did you break into my house?” you ask, as Dr Lecter climbs in under the sheets, beside you.

“I curate all things in my life with ambition to procure their highest quality,” he says. “Frequently this entails a thorough knowledge and familiarity with their origins. I had to be quite certain of yours before I began our therapy.”

You envision him, in the market of life, touching your name in the letter your parents had sent to him for the synaesthesic taste of you.

“Like going to a vineyard to look at the grapes,” you say.

Hannibal smiles, charmed by the observation.

“Quite so. I believe you would make a most excellent wine.”

“Spit me out,” you mutter. “Pour me away. I’ll spoil.”

“Or age into magnificence. You dismiss your latent potential.”

You feel one of Hannibal’s deft hands tracing your back as comfortably as a paramour of ten years’ intimacy, a subtle exertion of dominance. Each stroke is a statement: I am king here, and you will kneel with your lips to my shoe.

You shrug from his touch, carving a gully of mattress between you.

“What makes what you’re doing to me any different from the Silicone Lover?” you ask. “To me, you’re one and the same. What makes you any better than he is?”

There is a practised caution as Hannibal answers.

“An elevated craftsmanship. There is little artistry in his dolls.”

The weather makes an ocarina of the windowpane, so like a scream as to be a cipher of dread.

“You’d murdered people, haven’t you?” you ask, softly. “I can feel it.”

Silence, then, densely impenetrable. You dare not glance over your shoulder, nor take even a breath in the certainty that you have smelled death on this man like a fox.

“You are tired, little one,” says Hannibal. “Go to sleep.”

He speaks almost blandly, the deflection more terrible than an answer.

“You’re not going to... do it with me again?” you ask.

Hannibal looks up at you from his pillow, his eyes a gelid null. To prise his face, lid-like, from its cistern of penumbra— you would give your heart to do it, eager to part with so useless an object in the trade.

“In the morning, perhaps,” says Dr Lecter. “Not now. Rest.”

As though by the conjuration of some fell magician you do, lying as far from the man as you’re able without tumbling from the edge of the bed.

You dream again of the forest, dirt-drowned and blood-mired in the October deep. The stag-horned man has his spade to your throat, one foot on the blade; only a second figure, a streak of night, coaxes the digger from his mortal blow.

“No,” he says, in Will Graham’s voice. “I want to keep her.”

The nightmare closes on the stag-man’s answer.

“Then, for your sake, she lives tonight.”

The light is the blue of Neptune’s morning as you choke awake in Hannibal’s room. Your dream hangs upon you like a mantle of lead. You wait for it to lift, and it doesn’t, for the stag lies beside you, his face made gentle by sleep.

As you lean over to extract yourself from the quilt his hands are at your wrists with an oily quickness, holding them above your head against the pillows. Fear thickens your throat, stoppering the cartilage of all ensuing sound— yet Hannibal is smiling, as he peers down at you, quite playful, a laddish glee about him.

“It’s early,” he says. “Are you so eager to leave my bed already?”

“Yes,” you say. “Obviously.”

Dr Lecter draws back the sheet to look at your body, a hand following his gaze until you are wet around his fore and middle fingers.

“Not so obvious. You welcome me.”

The head of his cock meets its slick mark, and you pull at the fist that restrains you, shamed and flushing against your delicacy in his arms.

You’re as supple as leather against him, the slow wax of his cock in your channel unfairly pleasant.

“I don’t want it,” you whimper even as you ache to ribbon your legs about his hips to lead him in. “Dr Lecter—”

He takes your jaw in his hand, the cup of his thumb against your windpipe recalling his deathly potentiality. You feel his pulse through it, and wonder that such a man can be alive, is not merely a vampiric creature stepped from some crumbled ruin, bloodless, wanting.

“Are you going to murder me, one day?” you ask him, in a child’s plaintive whimper. “If you do, don’t just throw my body away, like the Lover. Send me home to my family. Say it was my fault. An accident. Just let them bury me.”

Hannibal releases your throat, opening his hand, instead, against your heart as though he may rejoin its broken halves with its warmth, a soft, red, clay.

“You must trust that your life is precious to me,” he tells you. “It becomes more so with each day that you are here.”

Were you free of him you’d recoil, but now can only wince and utter your rejection of what is surely a saccharine lie.

Hannibal’s grip tightens on your wrist, and as he thrusts into you again you shut your eyes against the Lyrid shower of orgasm. You sense him leaning over you, pleased that you’re fawning when you could fight.

The Silicone Lover’s victims didn’t resist, and they died for it, floating, forgotten, through the lichenous entrails of the riverbed. You think of your dream, relieved from your grave by the man that first fucked you, and you realise yourself on the cusp of some epiphany, though its nature eludes you in the midst of ministrations.

A telephone rings, shrill in the sapphire room.

Dr Lecter presses an apologetic kiss to your brow and withdraws, still hard, pulling his pyjama shirt around him.

“Excuse me, my dear.”

He picks up the telephone receiver and leaves the room with it, noiseless as a spectre on bare feet.

You lie, prone, hearing your heart thump against your temporal membrane in a tinnitus that returns in times of particular agitation. As a child you’d imagined it as boot steps along some grimy underpass, the approach of some villain without a face you now know to have come.

Hannibal reappears, his expression guarded.

“It seems we are to receive another visitor today. My colleague, Alana Bloom, would like to speak to you.”

You climb out of bed, sucking a breath through your teeth at the cold.

“Really?” you ask. “How come?”

“Jack’s taken a liking to you. He has asked Alana to act as a neutral third party throughout your treatment.”

Though as cordial as ever, you discern a particular coolness to Hannibal’s tone you take as disapproval.

“You know I didn’t really tell Jack anything, right?” you ask, following Hannibal into the bathroom. “He doesn’t know what you’ve done to me. He has no idea.”

“No,” says Hannibal, taking his toothbrush from a cabinet by the sink. “But you’ve given him cause to believe you’d fare better in a specialised unit, amongst your peers. That’s not the impression you’ve given me.”

You think of the competition of inpatient treatment, amongst the women, the ferocity with which you’d starve yourself to shame their ranks with your commitment.

“My doctors used to threaten to send me to Forest Ranch or Six Stream,” you say. “They were like bogeymen for me. Now I... I don’t know. I heard they don’t let you out until you’re weight restored.”

Dr Lecter watches you plucking at your body in the mirror, an unconscious motion you withdraw from as you catch his eye.

“That’s not what I seek to accomplish,” he says. “It would be a predictable outcome in which relapse would be imminent. Here, I only expect flexibility from you, an open mind. Belief in my guidance.”

He pauses to brush his teeth, even this menial act carried out with a dignified grace.

“But Dr Lecter,” you protest. “If someone did what you’ve done here to Will, you’d want him to try and get away, right? You can’t be mad at me for trying.”

Hannibal spits into the sink, and it occurs to you that you’ve witnessed something quite intimate, an act unimaginable of such a sophisticated man.

“Any action that threatens my liberty to act and live as I please will be penalised,” he says. “I value my freedom above all things.”

Except Will, you think.

Aloud, you say, “I value my freedom, too.”

Reaching politely across you to the hand towel, Hannibal comments, “Yet it is hunger you kneel to as your God.”

Stung, you sit down hard on the rim of the bath.

“What would you have me worship instead?” you demand. “You?”

“A dangerous question. Priestesses in many cultures have been known to abstain from sustenance in servitude to higher powers. Likewise, some saints historically starved themselves to imitate the suffering of Christ, or else to demonstrate a miracle.”

Hannibal touches your chin, smoothing its obstinate edge.

“Were you to survive on manna alone would you think yourself relieved of what crosses you bear? Or is it that in evading sustenance you are purifying yourself in order to be worthy of an immaculate God?”

There is something in his words you relate to, though you’d lie on a bed of nails before expressing this to Hannibal Lecter.

“Come downstairs,” he says, into your silence. “I’ll make breakfast. Don’t misbehave, when Alana arrives. I wouldn’t want to be ashamed of you.”

There is something in the avocado toast, or else the accompanying orange juice, a medicinal venom. You think of past nights you’d drank yourself into a mirage of vertigo, each ending, moaning, on a bathroom floor as though the liquor had changed you back to the child you’d been in Jekyllian fashion.

You are like that now, gawky and uncoordinated, walking flat-footed in Hannibal’s wake as he makes order of the living room in preparation for Alana’s arrival.

Overfull, you wear your body like an ill-fitting dress, its clinging garments a mile from the outsize sweaters you yourself would have chosen. Shapeless, smothering, warm were your selections, in swatches of Nyx, lacquered nails and canvas shoes to match.

The colour of your dress is of suitable darkness, if not the style of it. Your teenage years remain indelible upon your sense of taste, time seeming to have broken down like an ancient engine in the decade your starving manifesto began.

Today you feel even younger still, a state contrived by Dr Lecter to tighten his control upon you in company, and make an obedient daughter of his embittered victim.

With scarce hope of turning any friend of Hannibal’s against him, you conform to his rigid will. Curling up with your head on the arm of the sofa, you count out seconds into minutes, another childhood habit.

Hannibal turns to you, appraising your ennui with a dry amusement.

“You’ll like Alana, my darling,” he says. “Just as you liked Jack.”

“Would they like you if they knew what kind of man you are, Dad?” you ask, cuttingly.

“They would not. That is why there are many faces I wear, and with them I choose only the most pleasant mask.”

Dr Lecter glances at another of his favoured woodblock prints on the wall, a depiction of kabuki actors in varying guises, and you see with a cold vein of shock that he has, across the house, hung up his soul for all to see, if only they knew it.

“You, too, take pains to manufacture appearance,” says Hannibal. “You play the part of the embittered introvert well, but there is a quarter of darkness, even a malice that is beginning to ascend the oubliette you have built to keep it in.”

Snorting, you shove your face under one arm.

“Wonder why.”

“I saw it in my office. It long precedes Will and I.”

There comes a jaunty little knock on the front door, the sound of a guest entering the foyer.

Dr Lecter smooths his manner into one of welcoming warmth, an alarming opposition to the man that fucked and restrained you to the tragedy of climax but two hours past.

Footsteps tread lightly through the house, with the click of low-heeled boots.

Alana Bloom appears, her hair smoke dark, her narrow eyes the blue of an enchantment, and of Hannibal’s room. Something of winter, in her beauty, pale skin whiter still against a suit of fitted darkness.

As with all women you meet, you analyse Alana, helplessly, finding her slim in the way that suggests health, but not restriction; you would know it at once from the shape of the bones in her hand or shoulder blade, a bloodlessness of the lips, a slow death in her gaze, the fairy-tale of hunger.

Some disorders of eating are invisible even to your eye, of course, thinness being no requirement for the trickster king of starving, but it is one guise it wears, when close to the edge, and the most familiar. Alana, however, is rosy with an undeniable vigour, having the face of a woman that adds sugar, unthinking, to her coffee, and enjoys a beer after a long afternoon.

She is the unachievable: beautiful, and well. You are suddenly, sourly jealous.

As Hannibal casts a mild glance towards Alana you see that there is a comfortable and entirely mutual attraction between them. This woman does not know the depths of Hannibal’s carnality, imagines him an affable eccentric, a sometime lover, nothing more. She returns his look with a crooked smile, and again there is that sanguine pulse of envy through you, turning you almost against her.

“I’ll leave you alone, for a moment,” says Dr Lecter, lightly. “I’m sure you’ll find Jack’s concerns largely unwarranted.”

“We’ll see,” says Alana, then, addressing you, she adds, “Hello. It’s lovely to meet you.”

You watch Hannibal dissipate into the shadows of the doorway, doubting he goes much further than the wall beyond.

“Hi,” you say, at last, quite listlessly.

Your mouth is loose around the word. You’ve never wanted less to speak.

“You know who I am, and why I’m here to see you today?” Alana ventures.

Her voice is soft, level, the tones of therapists the world over. Perhaps she hopes to incur a bond between you, to pierce your ice with a pick of female sensitivity.

“I know about you,” you say. “Dr Lecter told me.”

“Okay. That’s good.”

You see the tension in Alana’s forehead, an attempt to read the glaze in your eyes and coiled skink of your posture.

“You’ve made quite a friend in Jack already,” she says. “Usually he wouldn’t get involved with any of Hannibal’s work outside the FBI, so him asking me to see you means a lot. I want you to understand that. I’d also like you to know that while we’re both close to Dr Lecter, if this situation truly isn’t right for you, we’ll express that.”

Unmoved, you pluck at the edge of a couch cushion, letting Alana wade through the quiet alone.

“I have to admit that I was shocked to hear that you were staying here with him,” she says. “It’s... unusual. I’m still trying to figure out that decision.”

With Hannibal listening, an omnipotent threat, you only blink, rubbing your socked foot against the carpet.

“But,” Alana continues, sitting down beside you, “Hannibal has explained to me that he thinks you’d be unhappy in a facility.”

You edge away from her, trying not to look at her slender wrists, the small, lacquered fingers.

“Well,” you mutter. “I’m not happy here.”

“You weren’t happy at home either, so I’m told,” says Alana, softly. “So where would you be happy?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t felt it in a while, I guess.”

Misery overcomes you, and you begin to shiver, which Alana, with seamless tact, elects to ignore.

“When was the last time you were happy that you remember?” she asks, and you shake your head.

“You won’t like the answer.”

“Tell me anyway.”

Rubbing your eyes with the side of one hand, you say, “It was at my lowest weight. I felt so light, full of, you know, good cheer and kindness towards people because it was just easy to be nice when I felt good about myself. I knew I looked sort of scary, but I thought I looked sort of amazing, too.

“It’s weird. How I hated how sick I was. I hated myself, and I cried all the time, and yet I loved it. I felt like I belonged somewhere— there was this community for people like me, and I fit in. I was one of the best. Then the doctors said I had to gain weight, and it was all ruined. I lost my place, and I was back to feeling awful every minute of the day.”

You take a breath, cursing the childishness of your every mannerism, that you are so much less of a woman than the being beside you.

“Here, Dr Lecter controls everything,” you say. “Not one single thing is my choice, or what I’d do. I don’t even have a TV in my room. Everything I ask, he says no. I don’t have a future. Everything feels grey and pointless, and I wish he’d just leave me alone.”

Something pushes against one of your fists: a subtle square of tissue.

“I agree that there needs to be quite a few changes around here,” says Alana. “Maybe we can start by asking Dr Lecter to set you some short-term goals. Has he discussed any with you yet?”

“He wants me to finish a book,” you say, reluctantly. “The Idiot. Dostoevsky.”

Alana’s low brows rise.

“Wow. That sounds a little intimidating.”

The statement could easily be patronising, but isn’t. Like Jack, Alana has her reservations, and does not conceal them.

“So far it’s actually pretty good,” you say. “Sad, though. It’s about this poor guy who’s sort of in frail health, and seems kind of strange, so everybody is horrible to him. Every chapter you hope somebody will understand him or treat him right, and nobody ever does.”

“I see,” says Alana. “Maybe Hannibal is trying to make you be a little kinder to yourself. You’re an intelligent, creative young woman with a future ahead of you. I think Dr Lecter sees that in you, wouldn’t you agree?”

The affection in her eyes is so sure, so wrongly led, that it breaks you like antique glass.

“Alana,” you say. “What if I told you that Hannibal was—”

You remember his presence, suddenly, eavesdropping as you yourself have often done.

Alana frowns, her folded hands stilling in her lap.

“Is there something you wanted to tell me?”

Don’t answer, you think, but your tongue unlatches of its solitary accord to speak.

“I don’t feel safe around Will and Hannibal. I don’t really like... men. There are things that have happened to me. I— I feel dirty all the time. When they look at me, touch me, it’s exactly like that.”

“I promise you that Will and Hannibal are not like that at all,” Alana says, firmly.

“You don’t know that,” you snap. “You don’t. They could lie to you.”

Alana looks at you for a long time before she answers, treading a pinched line between sympathy and duty.

“If something happened to you, I can help you report it. Even if it was a long time ago. Historic cases are a lot harder to prove in court, but it might benefit you to have it on record.”

“And if it was recently?” you ask, with daring abandon.

“Depending how recently, there’s a process you’d follow,” says Alana. “For instance, you could go to a hospital and have a rape kit taken. They’d document the evidence, take photographs, and your statement. It would be thorough and difficult, but it would help you find justice. Is that something that would be helpful right now?”

Forthright and serious, she nevertheless does not—cannot—believe that Will and Hannibal are your injurers, looking back through the tunnel of past at some assailant yet unnamed.

“I was just wondering,” you mumble, and Alana withdraws, realising she cannot get through to you.

“Alright,” she says. “I’m going to have a talk with Hannibal. See if he’s willing to make some adjustments for your comfort. I’ll come and see you again in a week or so to check in on you. It’ll be nice to catch up.”

“Yeah,” you say. “It will. Bye, Alana.”

You look down, seeing the tissue ripped into dehydrated snowflakes in your hand.

Quietly, sensitively, the woman leaves.

It is half an hour before Hannibal renters the room, danger lying, flat-bellied, beneath his affable smile.

“I overheard your conversation, with Alana,” he says, plainly. “The thread of some notion of leaving with her. Of alerting the police. Let it go. I will never leave a trace of myself within you when guests are expected, little one.”

He pauses, seeming to search your face for a response that is not there.

“You don’t expect to see justice.”

You allow the pieces of tissue to fall from your hand, picking off the last damp shreds with the border of one bitten fingernail.

“No.”

“Then your attempts to escape are entirely self-harming,” says Hannibal, in genuine disappointment. “All your life you’ve been looking for someone to take responsibility for the acts that you must do to survive. To be caged, to you, is liberty, for behind such bars you’ll no longer be culpable for shame or failure. Why do you spurn what I would gladly give?”

“It wasn’t given,” you say. “It was forced.”

“By necessity, yes. For you to consent, you would have been made to acknowledge your own sin, and you’re not capable of that, are you, little one?”

Hannibal leans down and kisses a tear from your cheekbone.

“Soon, you will attend a therapy session with me. You will tell me what you were on the verge of offering to Alana.”

In the early evening, Will Graham arrives; you see him crossing the driveway from a window, pulling a leaf from one wayward curl with a grimace. Since Alana’s visit you’ve been on the couch in a drugged malaise, but upon hearing him stamp dirt from his shoes on the welcome mat you are taken up by the senseless notion to go to him.

He is not Hannibal. He is the man that saved you from the earth, in your dreams. A beast, but one you may learn to ride, being that, in his rudderless madness, he seeks companionship in the dark.

Certainly, you are not yourself, to think this, are exhausted to the point of insensibility by Hannibal’s slow cruciation of the mind.

Orphaned from logic, you run to Will, catching him as he strolls through the foyer. You behold a startled look of horror before you leap into his arms, unable to articulate yourself beyond a howl of sobbing hurt. He stands, ossified against you, an indurate oblong of disgust.

Then, with the suddenness of resignation, he sags into a nearby chair with you in his lap and rocks you there until you quiet.

His heart is quick under his shirt, his hands at your back quaking, dismayed. Glancing up, you see his mouth is a near lipless line, but then it breaks, and he hushes you, more as though you are a pet than human.

“An unexpected sight,” says Hannibal, looking into the foyer. “I didn’t think you had much liking for our girl.”

Will grinds his teeth.

“I don’t. But I do pity her. I’m afraid that by the time we’re done with this experiment she’ll be dissolved by our cruelty.”

“Like the little mermaid by the sea,” Hannibal comments. “Condemned by love’s rejection. Will you continue to rebuff her, after this?”

“I’ve been participating since the beginning.”

“And so you see that cruelty is often a necessary force. A common occurrence in nature, and in the culinary world. Veal is a biblical evil, for example, infanticide for the selfishness lusts of men.”

“We’re selfish, alright,” says Will, adjusting your weight in his arms. “Besides, doesn’t cruelty affect the flavour of the meat?”

Hannibal laughs indulgently.

“Are you intending to eat her, Will?”

The younger man lifts his chin.

“Are you?”

“Not in the traditional sense,” Dr Lecter replies, with a wicked merriment. “But in the other, we’ve both sampled her, and have no regrets. Do we?"

#hannibal fic #manna fic #hannibal x reader #hannibal fanfiction #yandere hannibal lecter #yandere will graham #will graham reader #tw eating disorders #tw anorexia #tw noncon

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 4 months ago

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Written & Received Asks!

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If you sent me an ask, it's most definitely in this list. Asks are (usually) written from oldest to newest (top to bottom) with the exception of emoji'd anons; so if if you sent me an ask just recently, its not likely to be posted soon. However, there are other asks you can read while you wait for your own.

Second List!

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21.) Kalim Al Asim - Roughhousing With Male Reader

22.) #0382 Honey - Teaching Male Reader How To Throw Darts

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25.) Fairy King Harlequin - Touch Starved Gn Reader

26.) Ego Jinpachi - Assistant Gn Reader Makes Him Take A Nap

27.) 🌾(OM!) Solomon - Magic Blacksmith Male Reader

28.) 🦈Hayakawa Denji - "Half Your Melon Bread" Part 2

29.) Leona Kingscholar & Ruggie Bucci - Helping (Masc Leaning) Gender Fluid Reader With Gender Envy

30.) Samon Gokuu - Inmate Male Reader With A Mischievous Monkey Companion

31.) Gojo Satoru - Gn Reader Falls Asleep Mid-Conversation With Him

32.) Sesshoumaru - Neuvillette-Like Male Reader

33.) Terano 'South' Minami, Kurokawa Izana & Sano 'Mikey' Manjirou - Sweet & Gentle Gn Reader Who Is Ruthless In Fights

34.) Azul Ashengrotto - Sesshoumaru-Like Male Reader

35.) (T) Sano 'Mikey' Manjirou - Chifuyu's Older Brother Male Reader

36.) Arashi 'Benkei' Keizou - Cuddling With Male Reader

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saltyfears · 1 year ago

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Deltarune Movie Poster (2019)

I made this a while ago for a contest on deltarune amino (I wonder if it’s still active)

The style was inspired a lot by Kyoto animation’s style which was a challenge to translate into the many different character designs but it was a lot of fun to do <3

I see a lot of things I would’ve done differently today but I guess that just means I’ve improved since then.

[image ID: a digital illustration of Deltarune chapter 1 characters in a movie poster style composition. Kris is drawn in the front, standing straight and pointing to the left with a hand on their hip. Ralsei is drawn in the middle, looking to the right with a hopeful expression and hands clasped together. Susie is shown falling into the dark. Behind Ralsei, there are Jigsawry, Hathy, Rudinn, and Clover. In the top right corner there are Seam, Rouxls Kaard, and Jevil. In the top left is Lancer on his bike, who is smiling and holding up a peace sign. In the bottom left corner is K. Round, kicking out its long leg. In a big, dark silhouette in the background is the spade king, who is smiling evilly. The background is black, except for the top portion of the image, which gradually transitions into a bright orange. End ID.]

#digital art #deltarune #utdr fanart #my art #clip studio paint #kris dreemurr #susie deltarune #clover deltarune #rouxls kaard #jevil deltarune #ralsei #lancer deltarune #image id

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larkingame · 5 months ago

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wyatt abrams, a playlist

#playlist #kc's music tag #wyatt abrams #larkin the game #larkin if #music #country

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kairiscorner · 1 year ago

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i srsly can't help myself from making these

gojo satoru x filipino reader

• he fucking plays with the damn lato-latos (dk how to pronounce it properly pls help) EVERY DAMN DAY.

• i can imagine he plays with it on his own, while he's watching over his students from outside the barrier when they're on missions, when pissing off nanami, ESPECIALLY AROUND YOU, THE CLICKITY CLACKITING NEVER STOPS AND IT DRIVES YOU INSANE 😭😭😭

• he def listens to iv of spades or itchyworms, if he's feeling dramatic, he'd listen to regine or lea salonga.

• when you came home to him, exhausted and overworked, he turned on the karaoke machine he bought without you knowing and put on "gusto ko nang bumitaw" and sang it from the bottom of his lungs.

• he bought a karaoke machine to impress your relatives, he vibes with the noisiest ones but hates the chattiest ones fr 😭

• he has mastered the art of saying, "putangina niyo !" (it angered your relatives a little at how he says it so casually, without hesitation, but you didn't teach him that–your anger towards work/school/every/anything else did; yasz i swear when mad too ok 🫂)

• he loves mang inasal fr, that's where he hangs out if the kfc is full. if not mang inasal, JOLLIBEE 🫂🫂🫂

• he's a chocnut kid ok.

• he hoardes the chocnut away from you and indulges in it when he knows you're on a diet, HE'D EAT 3 WHOLE ASS PACKS IN FRONT OF YOU SHAMELESSLY.

• he likes the tinikling dance, but he gets sad when he dance to the notes on time, he wanted to know what it was like to get slammed at the ankles by the bamboo :[

• but it's worth it seeing you have fun dancing with him

• he gets scared of the flying cockroaches.

• "mahaaaaaal..." "ipis ba nanaman?" "yes........" "yan kasi, kain ka ng kain ng chocnut sa kwarto, alam mo naman makalat kang kumain hayup ka"

• he calls you the king/queen of the slipper bc you not only use it to slay those wicked cockroaches, you are mighty great at hitting him with it whenever you please :>

• HE ALSO LOVES CALLING YOU "MAHAL", IF NOT MAHAL, IT'S "BEBE KO"

• "mahaaaaal, i'm home", "bebe kooooo, can i have a hug?", "mahaaaaal, what did i do this time?", "bebe kooooo, they were being such putangina fuckers ! how could i nooooooot?"

• he loved kadenang ginto fr, it was too iconic for him. "OH MY GOD KASSIE" = "OH MY GOD MEGUMI" (he relentlessly memes it on megumi bc he can :>)

• surprisingly, he picked up on tagalog really fast. he treats your parents with respect, but he thought to call them "lolo at lola" instead of "ma at pa", he only called them the latter when he overheard your parents complain about how disrespectful that lolo lola thing was to their age 😭😭😭

• he wants to try all your childhood favorite foods, he LOVES TAHO.

• he fucking freaked when team yey had a filipino dub of digimon, he binged that the whole weekend.

• a couple of kids in your barangay challenged him to basketball (bc mf is so tall, they wanted a challenge) AND HE WHOPPED THEIR FUCKING ASSES SO BAD, HE CARRIED HIMSELF 🫂🫂🫂

#satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x filipino reader #satoru gojo x y/n #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #jjk season 2 #gojo satoru x you

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biocrafthero · 2 months ago

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Prompt: You are a literal god who pretends to be a d-list superhero. You’ve grown extremely attached to the people of the village you protect. You get news that an epic battle is taking place near your village and would most likely destroy it��

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You've never really been the flashy type, admittedly. Even if your domain contains immense powers—rot and decay, notably—you prefer to exist under the guise of the "Bone Mage." It sounds silly, but you embrace it wholeheartedly, even if your fellow gods laugh about it.

You don't do anything special with your powers, simply carrying around a sack of bones you found laying around in the forest in order to construct things. Sometimes you make the strangest weapons your enemies have ever seen, and other times you animate small constructs that resemble the various critters you adore. It doesn't require a lot of effort on your part, but it keeps your chosen village at peace and scares off any villains-of-the-week that happen to stumble across it.

You have history with this place, a history you would never admit to. A small shrine that sunk to the bottom of the old well, a relic that has been standing for over 200 years. You would rather not be held on the pedestal of a deity, but you can never turn down a gift.

Right now, in this moment, you simply exist as a strange man who lives in a shack on the outskirts of town. A wooden mask hangs on the wall for when you're called to action, and your shelves are filled with various things that the local population has given to you as thanks. You wear gloves to hide how your skin slips from the bone—just one of your various physical oddities that accompanies your nature.

You're happy here; it's a thought you commonly have as you sip on your coffee during these cold autumn mornings. You turn on your radio to the news, adjusting the antenna slightly while you listen.

"-- Here we can see the Soaring Spade taking another blow from the Dark King's newly-forged blade. The battle looks nasty, but we can trust our dashing hero to pull through--"

Ah, more of this again. Soaring Spade is the fresh-blooded hero from the city, and Dark King is an old colleague of yours who went rogue. The two of them are probably having a rough time picking each other apart right now.

"You best get away from me, young one!" The Dark King shouts—he's always been like that, loud enough for the newscasters to hear him, his presence commanding. "The Helm-splitter will cleave you!"

"Not if I pry it from your hands, villain!" Soaring Spade shouts back. Their voice sounds young.

"They go in for a swing," the newscaster commentates, "and--"

A bright flash of light comes from the window. The earth shakes, and you nearly fall out of your chair.

After gathering yourself for a moment, you rush to the window and look outside, only to see a pillar of smoke bellowing from one of the city's skyscrapers, a wake of rubble leading away from it and through several blocks. You can't help but stare with widened eyes at it all.

"They were blown east, and with such force!! So this is the secret that the Dark King's weapon holds!"

You hard heard in passing that he was up to something, but you had no idea it was something as devastating as this.

"The Dark King is now chasing after Soaring Spade!" The newscaster turns away from the mic; "We need a better angle, try following--"

Something shoots out from some of the far-off trees, closer than you expected. Is that...?

Quickly, you take your mask off the wall and grab your sack of bones, rushing outside. You see a speck off in the distance, Soaring Spade rushing back to the city with their power of flight. A glint of light comes from the sky nearby them—

Another bright flash. You feel the wind rushing past you this time, but you hold your ground. Soaring Spade slams back into the earth.

The direction they're headed in, at this speed and power... You feel your stomach sink.

Quickly, you rummage through your collection, grabbing enough bones for a small construct. You animate it in your hand, and instruct it to run to the village and warn them. It leaps off of you and scurries off, heeding your commands.

You run in the direction of the battle.

You cannot recall the last time something like this happened here, if there had been anything at all like this before in the first place.

Weaving your way between fallen trees and scattered rocks, you arrive at Soaring Spade's impact site. They look up at you in confusion, groaning as they attempt to sit up.

"Who... who are you supposed to be...?" They ask.

That's right, most A-list heroes haven't heard of anyone below a C before. "They call me the Bone Mage," you answer.

They let out a pained laugh, trying to muster a smile. "You picked that name yourself?"

You simply shrug in response. "It just kind of stuck," you say. Approaching them, you help them up off the ground. You take notice of how they're bleeding and how they clutch at their ribs. Their flashy costume is torn up.

A loud slam resounds nearby, the Dark King making his entrance as dramatically as you remember. His black armor glints in the sunlight, and the great sword—the Helm-splitter—radiates with energy.

"I won't let you get away from me," he says, "not when I'm this close to victory." He twirls the blade in his hands like it weighs nothing.

"You'll never win...!" Soaring Spade spits back. They try taking a step forward, but stumbles; you catch them before you hit the ground.

The Dark King turns his gaze towards you. "You... you must be one of those nobodies I knew, back when I used to be for the light!"

You would feel offended at him not even remembering your name, but that's the least of your concerns right now. "Look, I just need you two to stop for a minute and take this somewhere else at the very least—"

"No!" He shouts. You can hear a helicopter approaching, likely the reporters you were listening to earlier. "This is my fight, and I decide where it takes place!"

Soaring Spade needs medical attention immediately, and you really need them both away from your little village as soon as possible. Your eyes travel to the Helm-splitter.

"Where did you even get that sword, anyways?" You ask.

"Oh, this?" He says, lifting up the blade to display it to you. "I forged it myself, the process a thousand years old, the weapon itself imbued with magic! Isn't it such a work of art?"

You can't help but glare at him. He likely found methods scouring around the ruins of an old cult that worshipped one of your fellow gods. The weapon itself isn't godly, thankfully—weapons can only attain that status and power if they're made by a god themself—but the method to create it was probably derived from it. The hero in your arms would not survive another direct blow from it, and the village you protect would be obliterated.

You gently set down Soaring Spade. "What... what are you doing?!" They ask you with concern in their eyes.

"Don't worry about me," you tell them. You place your sack of bones on the ground, as well—you're probably going to need both hands for this.

The Dark King laughs at you. "Ha! You're going to challenge me? Someone as simple as yourself should be thinking of your own skin instead."

"I'm not," you say, straightening out your back. "I told you to leave, and you refused. I will defend this place."

"Then die for it!" He yells. Raising Helm-splitter above his head, he rushes at you, and brings it down.

You catch it in your hands.

The force and weight of it makes your knees buckle and it cuts holes in the palms of your gloves, but you hold it in place. Your eyes glow through the holes of your mask.

"Wh... what?!" The Dark King gasps, bewilderment in his tone.

You push the blade away from you, forcing him back. He looks down at the blade, and back up at you. "That's impossible..." he mumbles. "You shouldn't... you couldn't...!"

"You really need to learn about the people you decide to fight," you say, taking off your gloves. "You could never pick your battles."

"No mere mortal could stop the blade, not even the person who forged it themselves!"

"That's too bad." You stomp your feet on the ground as you leap into a casting stance, your collection of bones flying out of the sack and swirling around you.

A large construct forms, and rushes towards the Dark King. He raises his sword, spending out an arc of energy towards it in an effort to defend himself. The bones scatter, but quickly reform the beast's body.

This isn't anything special, just something to buy you time. You remove your gloves—you might as well, since your hands are already showing through the holes—and assemble a two-pronged spear in your hands.

You reach out to puppet the construct; it shifts into a serpentine form and begins to coil around the Dark King, who holds his sword so that he may attempt to strike its head.

He holds still for a moment too long, and you throw your weapon.

Your aim is straight and true, and it catches him by his waist. The strength you throw it with carries him through the trees, cutting through the wood effortlessly. A shockwave of air blows against you like a storm, and you look to Soaring Spade to check on them as it rushes past you. Their eyes are simply transfixed on where the Dark King once stood, frozen in absolute shock.

When the wind settles, you command your construct again, this time so that you may stand upon it. It brings you the whole distance to the struck-down villain, slithering and snaking it's away across the ruined trees and boulders.

Upon arriving, it deforms back into its miscellaneous parts, hovering around you. The spear you threw keeps the Dark King pinned to the ground; he looks up at you with fear in his eyes. You pick up the sword that sits just out of his reach.

"What... are you...?" He struggles to get out.

"I'm nobody special, honestly," you say, adjusting Helm-splitter in your grip. "I'm just a D-list hero who wants to protect their village, nothing more."

Focusing your energy, you channel your power through your hands and into the blade. You hasten it's decay, rust eating away at it and growing across its body like ivy—the power that courses through it crackles and sparks. After a moment, you snap it in two without much effort. The energy that once radiated from it dissipates instantly, and you drop it to the ground.

The Dark King stares at the now useless piece of metal with widened eyes, before shooting up to look at your rotten hands. "You... you can't..."

"I can't what?" You say, walking towards them. "Cant do that? Can't beat you?"

"You can't be..."

You crouch down next to them, holding your face close to theirs. "I can't be human?"

He cowers.

You can't help but laugh. "What would give you that idea?" Looking up, you still see the news helicopter from earlier flying overhead; you give them a small wave. "I told you to leave, so I'm making you leave. I'd rather not be bothered again on a nice morning like this."

You stand up, leaving the Dark King pinned to the ground. The police will come in and arrest him shortly, even if you're a bit far from the city right now.

It's... tempting to go all-out on him right now. You could decay more, you could decay him, but you'd rather not with all these eyes on you. Your domain is powerful, but you are also merciful.

Something begins to rush towards you, and you hear the wind it causes before it shows up. Turning, you see Soaring Spade making their way over. They begin to tumble a little, and you prepare to catch them; thankfully, they stick the landing by your side.

"You're really in no state to fly right now," you say.

"I'll be fine, I've had worse injuries before," they try and reassure you, but you have a feeling they're lying. They look at the Dark King, their expression unreadable. "I'm impressed you beat him so fast! You sure you're just some nobody?"

You shrug. "I'd prefer to keep it that way, honestly..."

"Well, suit yourself! If you want to, I can send in a good word for the agency that sponsors me."

"No, really, I'm good." You can't help but appreciate their generosity, though.

They look towards your hands, eyes widening. "Are you okay...?" They ask, gesturing at your rotting body.

You hide your hands behind your back. "It's just... a side effect of how I got my powers."

"Ah, I see. Happens to the best of us, I suppose." The look off into the distance, before turning back to you. "You said you're the Bone Mage, right?"

You simply nod.

"Cool! I'll keep you in mind if I'm ever in the area, since you seem like a nice guy. I bet whoever you're protecting must adore you."

You smile. "I guess you could say that."

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Original publish date: April 26th, 2024

Ko-Fi (tips appreciated but never expected!)

#rambles #my writing #writing #original stories #the bone mage #short story #once again some minor edits have been made but nothing major

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outsidereveries · 2 months ago

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very old asks from curiouscat (june 2023)

3rd june 2023

can you read about big hit music's next boy group? will the group be successful?

eight of cups rx, knight of pentacles rx, the chariot rx, wheel of fortune • page of pentacles

with one word, no. with detailed reasoning behind my answer, do you still expect trainee a to debut in some form? because it won’t happen. perhaps, big hit music themselves expected trainee a to reform at its worst but why they stick to a idea that the original trainees to it either left or just don’t want it to happen anymore? i see trainee a was their weakness. perhaps, the group was their genius idea, right? unless big hit music feel the spark as they felt with the idea of trainee a, it’s better if the question isn’t asked, because bhm are just.. cowards to change their original plan.

can you read about the next bts? (as successful as them) 1) are they boy or girl group? 2) are they from hybe? 3) have they already debuted or will debut in the next 2 years?

1. ten of swords rx, nine of swords rx, the fool, six of wands • the tower | the energy looks masculine to me, but honestly, the burst of emotions in the bottom card might indicate to girl group? maybe they (will) debut/ed in air/fire season, or in scorpio one. these might be the members’ signs too, so honestly, i am leaning towards girl group. the fool might indicate to something internet-related, so they might’ve debuted already.

2. ten of cups, six of cups, four of pentacles • two of pentacles | maybe they’ve been here for a while. they’re not new people, but i see they’re tight for money at some point… so honestly, i don’t think they’re hybe. they might be smaller company though, or one who usually save little money.

3. the hierophant, the fool, nine of swords rx • ten of swords rx | they’ve already debuted.

12th june 2023

around what month of this year will Mina become a brand ambassador? (allegedly)

10 of clubs, 4 of diamonds, 10 of spades, queen of spades, 5 of clubs | If this year, June to August/early September. More likely June-July.

+ Something about 10? Ending/starting of something? If Queen of Swords isn’t Mina herself (dark hair and dark eyes), it’s someone in the higher-up company that Mina will represent in question.

19th june 2023

(regarding possible scandal i saw on mina around that time) why it will (allegedly) happen?

The World, 7 of Cups, 8 of Swords RX, 4 of Pentacles, 6 of Cups RX, King of Cups RX, King of Wands • 8 of Wands | It looks like Mina’s done something. She might’ve had some rest when she did this. She wanted to do something impulsive, I assume? Everything indicates to that it’s her own choice for doing it. The other thing I see here is that someone else will reveal this just for the sake of Mina’s career to be.. ruined? I don’t see anything else, I am sorry.

will TWICE have big hits as Cheer up, The feels, Feel Special, Fancy again?

The Star, Queen of Swords, The Hierophant, The Fool RX, 2 of Swords • 2 of Wands | Overall, the energy for future viral songs for TWICE aren’t this great as you could hope. I believe the company will try to release future songs with the potential to be viral but they won’t work. I can see something behind the scenes related: There might be two people in the group’s staff that have conflicting views of TWICE’s upcoming releases and how they construct the tracklists, so unless they (the staff people) fix this issue, TWICE won’t have any future similar viral song/s such as The Feels or What is Love? (or another).

nct 127, career reading (june-august 2023)

2 of Cups, King of Pentacles, Knight of Swords, (blank)*, The Hermit RX, 7 of Swords RX • Temperance | Until August, I can see that they have the chance to do well? There can be collaboration, or an offer that involves someone else (Look at these boys with Air signs?). However, the blank card worries me out because there’s missing information. There can be isolation/withdrawal/paranoia and after that there is definitely something that will be revealed. The difference with these cards is that I don’t see the management change, but someone that will apparently leave is staying. I still see that NCT 127 will be reformed as 7 of Swords RX is also here in this reading. Since everything is about balance (the bottom card), SME might purposely kick these boys out as there is possiblility for isolation. If there’s no movement about the group’s career until August, two members can be these who will leave. The boy with the Pentacles Energy probably has Earth rising/moon.

*The blank card is called in that way because apparently we can use out creativity in white, clean card and draw whatever we want (and i decided to not draw there at all and use it as something that’s missing (information))... i tested a new deck then

nct 127, their next comeback

Ace of Wands, The Emperor, The World, The Hanged Man, The Hermit, 7 of Swords RX • blank | Like NCT Dream, 127 has also the chance to do well with sales and etc. and there might be actually an achievement! However, the withdrawal energy is still here. What’s changing is that the boys will have the potential to do well (I saw different thing about how they’ll do). The boys who will depart from NCT (either the subunit or as a whole) will leave between July/August and October. I am certain now with this. It might happen after achieving something that seems to be important for the company/boys. The bottom card, which is blank, shows that there is something that’s missing and it might be something that is yet to be revealed, this can be the only thing that I currently have permission from my guides to see, or the energy about something else that isn’t mentioned is unstable.

nct 127, next concert

Queen of Wands RX, Knight of Cups, 5 of Wands RX, 8 of Swords RX, Justice • 7 of Swords | The boys can work through these issues they’ll have, however there’s chance that if they proceed with it, their next concert won’t be as successful as previous ones. They’ll be definitely frustrated because of the sudden circumstances and this will lead to the boys’s lack of motivation and exhaustion. I’ve heard there’s nothing about Taeil’s enlistment and although The Emperor was in the boys’ comeback reading, I still don’t think that he will enlist as there aren’t other cards that can show to me traveling? The subunit’s money might be spent recklessly and it can still lead to less or even no activities after the news. Nonetheless the sub-unit will still have an offer that might be unexpected at that time, however it isn’t about them being brand ambassador/s or appearing somewhere. It looks like it’s personal one. I still see two interpretations of 5 of Wands RX and 8 of Swords RX: 1. The subunit will be in its best reformed and after these members (i see two) in question actually leave, at least some of the boys will fight to leave too. Justice appearing after these two cards will also make sense, so I still see legal battles in the end of year. 2. If the offer isn’t about the boys fighting for their freedom, I can see the subunit accepting, however their mental health will be unstable (even more if someone from them have it already). I can see also some sort of karma, so the offer won’t be beneficial to them, I feel that this isn’t to anyone or some of the boys’ boundaries. The bottom card is a warning to the boys as there’s cheating schemes behind their back. It can be interpreted as many things, but the boys have to be as adaptable as possible. So, about their concert, it might still not happen at all. I don’t see anything related to sales, wins, so that’s why I think in this way. The energy for indefinite postponement is still here.

23rd june 2023

red velvet - their contract and how sme treats the girls

Will their contract somehow change: The Hermit, The Sun, blank, The Hierophant, 2 of Wands, 3 of Cups • 10 of Wands | The girls might be also around the time of their contract negotiations, however I have no access to look more into it at the moment. It looks like their contract won't change and will continue their group activities with SME.

How SME will treat the girls as a group: 9 of Pentacles, King of Cups, 2 of Swords RX, 5 of Cups, Knight of Cups, Queen of Pentacles • 5 of Wands RX | I see SME will give the girls their personal space, so I'd say the company will give to the girls to shine more individually. However I do see there will be broken promises, so this year they might not have comeback with an album. Although I do see they might release a special single or something like that, like SM Station song but apart from that, nothing much. At least for now.

How SME will treat Irene: Page of Swords, 9 of Wands, 5 of Cups RX • Queen of Pentacles | There can be delays about her individual activities. I see she wants to start doing them again after so long but she has to wait for them to become reality. She has to be patient. She will be treated fine.

How SME will treat Seulgi: The Lovers RX, 6 of Pentacles, The High Priestess • The Star | There's disharmony with what SME wants and what Seulgi wants. It seems to be something music-related. Seulgi has still hopes for it to go in the way Seulgi wants. Seulgi might be treated quite vaguely at some point because of it.

How SME will treat Wendy: 7 of Swords RX, The Hierophant RX, The Sun RX, 10 of Wands RX, 2 of Wands • The Hermit | Wendy is fighting for something that SME doesn't want for her to do. There's a situation that is yet to be revealed for her and will make her a rebel in some way because this makes her unhappy. She will be overwhelmed because she has to make a choice. In my opinion Wendy won't be treated that well and I think she has to decide yet where she will go if she decides to leave SME. Unfortunately, there's (to me) high possibility for her to leave SME.

How SME will treat Joy: The Star, Death, Multiverse, 5 of Pentacles RX • Wheel of Fortune | Joy is yet to have solo activities. She might have a upcoming opponturity that will open her doors for many things that will make her working as hard as she can. The best for Joy is yet to come!

How SME will treat Yeri: 3 of Wands, The Magician, The Chariot • 3 of Pentacles RX | Honestly, Yeri will travel. She might create YouTube content and will do various adventures. I can see here appearing on variety shows. Unfortunately, her motivation for this is lacking, so I have no idea will this come to fruition or not. She might not do much as Joy or even Irene for example. That's why I cannot say if she'll be treated well because she might want to rest for a while.

wendy, career reading (2023) and will her comeback be successful or not

(career readings)

July/August: King of Wands RX, The World, 5 of Pentacles RX • Multiverse | Wendy might be insistent with something that she wants to complete, such as comeback or another activity because of the future opponturities it will bring to herself. She's really persistent for this thing.

September/October: The Chariot RX, Temperance, King of Cups • 4 of Pentacles RX | I still see and feel her insisting this thing in question, however i do feel there's some balance and relaxed energy. It might be not good sign as SME might've decided to make her issue on an autopilot.

November/December: Emperor, 5 of Swords, Page of Swords RX • Queen of Swords | Finally SME has responded to her! However, it's not what Wendy wants. SME might've declined her wishes, so I can see Wendy thinking of any options about her individual career.

Will she have a comeback: Lovers, Judgement, 2 of Pentacles, The Hermit • 6 of Wands | She will if she takes a risk and change companies. Unfortunately, I doubt that she might do an one if she's staying in SME.

When she might release it: Queen of Hearts, Ace of Clubs, King of Diamonds, Jack of Spades, Ace of Hearts • Jack of Diamonds | It depends on all of these 4 people. If I am not counting them, she might release it pretty fast - like a month or two? Maybe even faster.

24th june 2023

are there non-koreans on tblngg (meovv)?

The Sun, 9 of Wands, 10 of Swords • 10 of Wands | The chances for non-Koreans are there, however with risk(s). They might be scandalous and could bring TBLNGG's career to the ground. I'd say 70-80% yes?

seungmin (skz)'s ideal type

9 of Wands, 3 of Wands, The Hermit • 4 of Cups | His ideal type currently might be someone who's indifferent to him. They might doubt themselves and might be even traumatised from love. They might have issues with their mental health because of past traumas. They're really strong, they hide their feelings. They can be self-critical of themselves, introverted and analyse everything a lot (overthinker). Overall, i didn't see anything else. 3 of Wands might also mean that they're adventurous but since they have issues with their mental health.. basically it's this. I am sorry if you aren't satisfied.

babymonster's concept

10 of Swords RX, King of Wands, 6 of Wands, 5 of Cups RX, 4 of Cups RX • 6 of Cups | It will be as similar as 2NE1's and BLACKPINK's but maybe more motivating. I see it will be transformative at first with ambition, victory and also moving forward and continuing with the life. I see similar songs as their pre-debut one as well as the songs YGE releases to BLACKPINK and 2NE1 in the past.

babymonster's debut success + knetz' reactions

Local success: 8 of Cups, The Tower, 4 of Pentacles RX, 4 of Cups RX, Queen of Swords, Knight of Pentacles • Queen of Cups | If Koreans liked their pre-debut song, they won't like their debut one (and backwards). I see it will pass. The success won't be as expected from YGE. Quite in the middle, I assume.

International one: Ace of Swords, Page of Swords RX, Ace of Cups, Wheel of Fortune, Strength • 4 of Wands | Their debut outside of South Korea however will do slightly better in my opinion. The buzz YGE wanted to do in Korea will happen outside of there. I see they will gain many fans. They can do middle amount of sales if they have physical album. I don't see them breaking any charts such as Billboard and many others. Babymonster will probably do quite mediocre compared to other rookies such as FIFTY FIFTY and NewJeans.

K-Netizens' reaction towards their debut: 8 of Cups, 4 of Cups RX, The Star, 5 of Cups RX, 6 of Swords • Knight of Swords | "Next song." The first 2 cards being in the local success reading are significant of the mixed opinions between them. There are still hopes for them to like Babymonster, but for now they will pass. Their opinions can be significant for the company's relevance in South Korea and this might indicate to the fall of YGE.

treasure's comeback (t5 debut)

[Pre-release] Local success: Temperance RX, Magician, Strength RX • 2 of Cups | There are mixed opinions, it won't do well. There will be either imbalance or some sort of conflict. Maybe the line disturbition will be unstable? Although the boys' teamwork will be great, their confidence will shrink down, they might doubt themselves.

International success: Empress RX, Knight of Pentacles, 7 of Wands RX • 4 of Pentacles RX | Also not as great as expected. Maybe releasing the dance practice beforehand was bad idea? Although the start seems to be fresh for them, everything is the same. They might not get many views and could be simply ignored despite the tiktok videos of Move that will release.

K-Charts representation: 8 of Cups, Knight of Swords, blank • 5 of Wands RX | if they get there, they will not have high places. there's risks for the boys to not appear on the korean charts.

[T5 Debut] Local success: The Star RX, Queen of Pentacles, 9 of Cups • Knight of Swords | Better than their pre-release, however it will feel the same as "Move". Maybe the song will sound similar as their pre-release? Great changes, will earn good money, some wishes might become reality. First win? Might earn some new fans.

International success: 4 of Cups, The Hermit, 6 of Swords • Queen of Cups | Won't do any rememberable things or have viral moment. Except to the Treasure Makers, they might not make any impact at all to the foreign audience.

K-Charts representation: Knight of Pentacles RX, Lovers RX, The Sun • Ace of Cups | The energy seems to be similar as their pre-release, the chances for them to be in the charts is higher. Overall, so and so with "flop" tendencies.

25th june 2023

are R U Next? trainee MOKA and MINJU going to debut in belift's ngg?

Unfortunately, nor my cards, nor my pendulum see Moka and Minju debuting. For now, the chances of them debuting isn't high at all according to my pendulum and tarot cards. When I asked whose 9 (out of 22 girls) have the highest chances to debut, I didn't saw them. I am sorry if you aren't satisfied with my answer.

is BoA going to leave SM?

10 of cups, knight of swords, wheel of fortune, 6 of swords, 5 of cups • queen of wands | There might be a chance that she will leave the company which increases over the time. Although she does feel happy there, I feel that they'll kick her out, there's sudden change and after that, there's transition, so my answer currently leans towards yes.

"next bts"... are they 1) treasure 2) fifty fifty 3) le sserafim?

treasure: 10 of cups, knight of swords, wheel of fortune, 6 of swords, 5 of cups • queen of wands

treasure has the potential for them to be as big as bts if they weren't dissaipointed in yge. the company is just thrifty, they have the money (conclusion from previous reading on my tumblr) :) the indicators that aren't the right for me are 6 of swords and 5 of cups. if there wasn't transition, okay, but since there is a one..

fifty fifty: strength, empress, 6 of pentacles, the hierophant, the sun • knight of wands | they have the potential to be as big as them (ofc after Aran is feeling better). there aren't any wrong indicators to me here, all of them seem to be right imo

le sserafim: 3 of wands rx, 10 of swords rx, blank, 6 of wands, multiverse rx • page of wands | no, no, just no. le sserafim will have apperantly similar concept as their current one and it will bring them to having specific opponturities. they might stay in korea and their scandal in the past with their former member doesn't help at all. on the other hand, sakura and chaewon were in iz*one (it can lead to the girls staying in korea/japan). the first and the last card are the reason why i am pessimistic. ps. le sserafim is in hybe. it doesn't matter if they're under smaller company - source music is still under hybe, which for me counts. apart from that, they disbanded gfriend earlier than eventually expected.

overall: fifty fifty - treasure - le sserafim.

jinwoo (winner)'s career reading

career reading until september 2023: page of swords, the sun, 5 of wands rx, 6 of swords, 5 of cups rx • justice | It will go well. There's start of something that will go over the time, so he has to be patient with it. It might be new season of a drama or individual song such as OST or solo one. If he recently worked for a drama for example, he will switch and do song or another activity.

chances for him in another drama this year: 8 of wands, 4 of cups rx, the star, page of wands, queen of wands rx • the moon | Although I do want to write very high, the last and the bottom card makes me say that it's uncertain. If someone wants Jinwoo to be a guest actor somewhere, he will accept but I don't see any offer at all.

chances for him in cf this year: knight of pentacles, 9 of swords rx, knight of cups, queen of wands, the star • queen of wands | Actually, very high. I see he's working on something related to CF's.

riize's debut (timeframe, success)

timeframe: 8 of diamonds, 3 of diamonds, 2 of clubs, 9 of diamonds, 7 of diamonds • 10 of diamonds | oh oh oh it's coming, hothothot i'd assume days like they might be revealed/debut in 10 days or so?? it could be faster, like very faster, like a day or two + they definitely will debut this year

success: Temperance RX, 3 of Wands, King of Wands, 2 of Cups, 4 of Swords RX • Devil RX | The 2 boys who were in NCT will bring their success to imbalance in some way such as talks from K-Netizens or popularity. Nonetheless they will travel - I see overseas activity/ies. They might happen to be only vlogs though? I do see their debut will do well but not enough as of now to have their 1st win for example. They should be prepared to be overworked (for example, as NCT) :')

anything about R U Next's lineup? will there be a japanese trainee in their final line up? what are the age ranges of the final lineup contestants?

Before starting, Ena won't debut. There won't be anyone under 14 for sure. However, there will be other underage girls.

First, about Japanese trainee debuting - there's chance of this to happen. However, I felt misunderstanding when I asked my pendulum separately will there be Japanese trainess in the final line-up of HybeNGG and asking about each Japanese member. They answered me there won't be any Japanese members in the upcoming girl group and separately answered me that some Japanese girls will debut, so I am uncertain of how to answer your question, to be honest. I believe it's 50:50.

About the age range - for now girls from 02' to 08' liners have higher chance to debut, more specifically my pendulum told me 04' and 05' liner girls. For the 02' liner girls the energy is currently shaky, while the other liner girls that are in this range for now won't debut. About the girls with dual citizenship, Haseul isn't certain whether she will debut there or not, while Chanelle won't as of now. There will be most likely Thai girl(s), their fandom will be probably high enough to get them in the fine line-up. Moa has some chances while Iris is more certain for debut. I won't talk about Koreans, it's obvious there will be some.

The highest chance of debuting is Yewon (80% as of now). After that, Jihyun, Ruka, Hyewon and Iris (all of the 4 girls have 60% chance of debuting as of now). The girls who have 40% chances of debuting are the 02' liners giels (Funa, Moa) and Yunah, while the girls with 20% chances of debuting are Jeongeun, Haseul and Seoyeon. The cards that got released about the girls that have the most chances are Knight of Wands/The Chariot, Page of Cups/Justice, Knight of Pentacles/Death, Queen of Cups/Strength, King of Wands/The Fool, Queen of Wands/The Hierophant, King of Pentacles/The Devil and Page of Wands/The Moon. From them I added 20% for Yewon, Yunah, Jeongeun and Haseul and 40% for Hyewon and Moa as there are uncertains of the girls' moon in their natal charts which this means the girls' rising in some cards are there. The important thing is that Knight of Wands/The Chariot and Queen of Cups/Strength are the same girl, so someone (unfortunately, underage) who has Leo Moon (apart from Ena) might have Cancer Rising.

According to my pendulum, Yewon, Jihyun, Ruka and Iris are certain to debut, most likely to debut are Funa while the uncertain ones are Yunah and Seoyeon.

30th june 2023

babymonster, career (2024, check)

King of Wands, 9 of Cups, The Magician • 5 of Wands RX | Forunately, the hard times for the girls will be only in the year of 2023. I can see the girls will debut by 2024 (for now, with 100% certainty) and will make their dreams come true!

jaemin (nct)'s growth in the entertaiment industry (1 year)

July 23 - 6 of Wands - The comeback for NCT Dream will receive great success to the unit he's been in.

August 23 - 5 of Cups RX - He's getting back on feet after the comeback, so I can see him doing some chill activities here and there.

September 23 - Justice - For September it will be important for Jaemin to balance his personal life w/ his career. He might work too much or too less.

October 23 - Judgement, Ace of Pentacles - There'll be significant change for him and his group that'll affect Jaemin. Knowing what might happen, I do see member of NCT Dream leaving the company and the group. September might be the time when it will be announced someone in NCT Dream will allegedly leave and it might be certain since August. With the Ace of Pentacles being here, Jaemin'll have more responsibility. Unfortunately, again, I don't see there will be another offer such as collaboration/fashion one/etc. because of the next months. There's chance he will be the member who will leave the group and the company, so the role of Ace of Pentacles might be an offer from another company. I am leaning towards Jaemin leaving SME and NCT.

November 23 - 7 of Swords - If Jaemin leaves, I see rumors all around him - it might be similar energy as of the dating rumor about Hwasa that got leaked recently. However, it might be even worse such as another rumors getting leaked that'll involve SME's staff. He might be inactive. His relevance will be shaken as there might be chance for his growth to decrease rapidly.

December 23 - 4 of Cups - Unfortunately, I see he'll have issues w/ his mental health. Jaemin's December might be too stagnant and the rumors from November might still be talked about. I still see he'll be inactive. There're offers for him that he has to respond sooner or later as he might've been too "blind" to see them because of everything.

January 24 - 6 of Cups RX, 6 of Swords RX, The World RX - There will be steps of him moving forward, however his mental health'll still be at risk and I see Jaemin realising what he wants to do. There are struggles that he questions his career path and he might decide to chance it. He could also start to get back on feet and slowly prepare for comeback.

February 24 - 3 of Wands RX - Either he'll be back in the industry or he'll try to move on but he cannot as of that time. He might've rejected some offers and he might be frustrated bc of it.

March 24 - 9 of Pentacles - Way better than the last 4 months: Jaemin'll be back on feet!

April 2024 - Knight of Swords - This month'll be important for him as there'll be important change that'll affect his career.

May 2024 - Multiverse - The energy is the same as April's with the realisation of what's happening.

June 2024 - 7 of Cups - Same energy as April&May!

what are the real reasons that iKON did not renew with YGE? when will iKON reach their peak, or major breakthrough?

Question #1: The Star, 9 of Swords RX, 3 of Pentacles, The Devil RX, 4 of Wands • King of Wands | iKON realised their expectations aren't realistic if they want to stay with YGE. They want activities, they want to be active. They even got to the point they had too much stress and fears that made their anxiety worsen over the time. They realised they want to leave together WITH EVERYTHING such as trademarks and so on. iKON realised YGE influenced them negatively to them as a whole. As a whole, iKON realised if they want to have their future together, all of them had to leave with everything. I am thinking of B.I. for some reason..

Question #2 (Have iKON reached their peak and if no, when it might happen?): 8 of Cups, 10 of Wands, 8 of Wands, 8 of Pentacles, 8 of Swords • 3 of Wands | They've realised they abandoned the group's real desires and wishes and they'll work for that more than being popular and loved. There's chance they've reached already their peak with Love Scenario but if they'll work in the way they want to work, they might surpass the Love Scenario hype they had in the future. It depends on them, so your answer is uncertain. How to ask when if everything depends on iKON themselves? There's no point.

my head hurts, i really wanted to do more but i really don't think i can, so yeah :(

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I finished the first volume out of the two Ace light novels and I wanna share my favorite moments with y’all !! >:)

I’ll divide this in multiple categories because there’s a lot of moments and a lot can be put together.

Also the first light novel is in the point of view of Deuce, the first member of the Spade crew (so Ace’s crew) !!

Everything I’ll say here is from Deuce’s pov, NOT ACE !!!

Ace’s effect on others, his charisma and his similarities with Roger (and Luffy)

One thing that I love about light novels is that you can see the real impact characters have on the thoughts of others, and this light novel is full of that. Also many moments made me think « he’s really Roger’s son »/« he’s really Luffy’s brother » so I put them all here.

« Observing his athletic body, I tell myself that he was made for adventure stories and the sound of waves. »

« This man exuded a truly unique atmosphere, never seen elsewhere. »

« But then, the real ace, what kind of person is he ?

He was able, despite being hungry, to share with an equally hungry stranger what little food he had.

The son of Roger that I had in front of me, this Ace in the veins of which flowed the blood of the pirates, was this kind of man.»

« Still firmly clinging to the hull, I looked up at Ace. He laughed. Proud, his chest bulging and his eyes fixed on the horizon, he had a candid smile hanging on his face.

Then he told me about the decision he had just made.

- You'll see ! The king of the pirates, I’ll surpass him ! »

« There was something attractive, bewitching about him. A little something that the words "charisma" or "virility" are not enough to express in their complexity. »

« Ace doesn't judge people on their looks, no, that's not his style. He is one of those who look at what his interlocutor hides deep in his heart. That too, probably, without realizing it. »

« - Raah, seriously ? We’re going to be held here for three days ?

Ace looked sulky saying that.

To see him, like that, making this funny face with a map under his eyes, he who however was not in the habit of reading maps, I could not help but find this spectacle both strange and little suitable. Nevertheless the terms "to be held" which he had used instead of "stay", for example, sounded a lot like him. »

« To find Ace, you must first look where there are crowds. »

« - Ah, I'm sated… I ate well, then I ran. Ah, but since I ran, now I'm hungry. »

Ace and Luffy

The way Ace talks about Luffy always bring tears to my eyes, it’s so obvious that he loves him more than anything in the entire world.

« - Me, my only family is a little brother. We are not of the same blood, but…

Saying these words, Ace looked far to the horizon.

- He’s so loud, he’s like a real monkey. When we were together, I wasn't really aware of it, but it's the fact of being separated, of finding myself alone, that makes me think of him... he then said, a smirk at the corner of his mouth. »

« Ace was a naturally jovial person, but when he talked about his little brother, he seemed particularly happy. »

Ace’s struggles

I strongly believe that at least until he joined the Whitebeard crew he was unstable emotionally, he didn’t know where he belonged and who he was because of his father. And these just makes it more obvious.

« In his eyes lost in the bottom of his glass, I saw the color of the seabed float. The color of rejection, cold and stagnant at the same time… However, Ace was not drunk. »

« - Renounce piracy to join the Navy… No, I don't think the question is even worth asking.

When Ace turned around, I could see that his eyes were filled with that deep sea color that we know so well. But our captain immediately found his smiling face again. »

« Ace had always tended to believe that he had no right to be loved. So when reality reminded him, in this form or another, his face and the apple of his eye were crossed by a dark shadow. »

Ace flirting

You just know I needed to put this category. It’s always with the same character, Iska, a really beautiful Navy that is determined to capture Ace and later on to make him a member of the Navy directly. You can’t convince me that he wasn’t flirting, even if it’s not consciously.

« -Fire fists, don't shirk ! Any resistance is useless, you are wasting your time. Surrender !

- And if I resist in a useful way, will that do the trick ? »

« - Fire fists, what a fool you are… Where are we going if the bounty hunter and his target start acting together, huh ?

- I don't know, it's up to us, he replied with his mischievous look. »

Ace and the sun

I loved this moment so much that I want to make a whole category just for it. Ace being compared to the sun is the most relevant thing ever said about him, just see for yourself.

« Ace was a sun-like man.

Everyone was attached to him and respected him, even his opponents. No matter what, he was the center of everything and everyone.

But the sun, because it is too blinding, is doomed to spend it’s life alone. He cannot hold close to anyone, and no one can hold close to him. Quite simply because by standing too close to him, one burns. »

I know this post is hella long and I understand if you didn’t read everything but it’s important to me to give everyone the opportunity to know and understand better a complex and amazingly written character.

Not everybody has access or time for the light novels so I want to share everything I can <3

#if he asked me for the moon I would bring a hundred of them #portgas d ace #ace fire fists #fire fist ace #ace one piece #gol d ace #one piece #one piece light novel #one piece analysis #gol d. roger #monkey d. luffy

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