#Maybe something connected to his obsession with power because by doing this he's stating he isn't affected even by his own death?

[pocchi-poket]

You know, I feel like we're not talking enough about the fact that Alastor has in his room a full reproduction (?) of a swamp-forest that's highly likely very similar to the one where he was killed. Talk about being morbid.

Edit: someone pointed out in the comments that the swamp-forest is called bayou. It's a kind of ecosystem in Louisiana.

[allisondraste]

I’ve seen various different posts on the website formerly known as Twitter and this one right here, discussing Gale’s behavior in romance as obsessive, possessive, and possibly codependent. And while I support everyone having their own interpretations and opinions, I do disagree, so I want to talk about it!

First— it’s so important to acknowledge that Gale is strictly monogamous. He is not someone who is comfortable with a partner having other partners. This is fine, and not inherently indicative of any unhealthy attachment styles. Wyll, Karlach, and Lae’Zel are also monogamous in a relationship.

Gale does struggle with some insecurity that at times bleeds it’s way into his romantic relationship, but isn’t a product of the relationship itself. His biggest insecurity is feeling like he isn’t enough (in general, not just for a romantic partner). Mystra had a way of making him feel like nothing he did was ever enough, he always needed to do more, to be more, and when he tried, when he made mistakes, she abandoned him.

Those are wounds that do not heal quickly, and so he needs quite a bit of reassurance from both friend and lover PCs that he’s fine just the way he is and that he doesn’t have to try so hard or pretend to be fine when he’s not.

He’s lonely. Due to his condition, Gale, who is an incredibly social person, had to hermit himself away from his friends and colleagues for over a year. Mystra was no longer interacting with him, and he was afraid to be around his mother because he didn’t want her to worry. His only company was Tara, and as much as he loves her, shes not a replacement for human or humanoid connection. Usually with folks who struggle with codependency and insecure attachment, there are long patterns of each of those things in all of their other relationships, but Gale seems to have had pretty healthy relationships, the Mystra situation being the exception, not the rule.

It excites him when he gets to travel with a group, have friends. It’s even more exciting to him when he finds someone who makes him forget the hurt Mystra has caused. Yet he still has to withdraw from even that because he does not want to put their life in danger. It is not until act 2 after Elminster has cast the incantation to calm the orb that Gale feels comfortable enough to give in to his feelings. And yeah! He comes in strong because he’s been holding it in. He’s been pining away, sad that he can’t let himself so much as kiss Tav or else he quite literally explode.

When you talk to Gale after his romance scene in act 2, you’re able to confront him about his feelings for Mystra, and he is very direct, stating that he does still have complicated feelings for her. Which makes SENSE. The game and Gale himself try to minimize Mystra as just his ex, but she is more than that. She is his groomer and abuser. Gale is traumatized, and it will likely take him the rest of his life to get over that. It’s not something that more time alone is going to heal. He needs a support system to help him. He needs his mom, his friends, and maybe even his new partner.

You can also ask him if he meant it when he said he loved you, and his answer is “I am many things to many people, but I am never one to throw the l-word around lightly.” He didn’t just say it on a whim. He thought about it, probably extensively. Judging from the dialogue we get, he’s aware that he is rushing to say it, and admits that it’s because he’s scared that he’s going to literally die tomorrow. It’s not a love bomb. It’s an “I need you to know this, just in case something happens to me.”

Once he doesn’t die in act 2, he simmers down. He becomes more concerned with curing his condition, he faces Mystra, he accepts that he doesn’t need to have godly power to be worthy of love and respect.

At the end of the game, he asks you if you’ll come back to Waterdeep with him, which is his way of proposing more or less, but its more that he wants to be home and he wants the person who has become so important to him to come with him, to meet his mom, to see his hometown. He wants them to want that too.

He’s a grown man, mid to late 30s, not a naive young person. He knows what he wants. He’s thought about it, extensively.

In my opinion, there’s nothing possessive, obsessive, codependent, or unhealthy about any of that.

[demacianpuppet]

Some more thoughts/observation regarding Viktor and whatever he had going on his cult because I'm obsessed.

First of all, what exactly was Salo doing there? He went to the power source of the Hex Gates to get some (raw) Hextech crystals I assume but this leave me with more questions than answers.

For what exactly did Viktor need the crystals?

I would assume stealing from the source, which is locked behind a specific key (which seem to only open with Hextech) makes it easier do than from higher up of the Hex Gates. Considering Viktor's followers are just an extension from Viktor himself, they have the easiest option to sneak into it.

Also, Salo wears no protection gear, something that the people who maintain the Hextech Gate clearly do as seen in Season 1.

One detail I didn't catch while watching the first time is that the discussion between Jayce and Viktor happens in the Wild Rune and also seems to be Viktor who frees Jayce from it.

(Maybe Viktor knew something about Jayce being trapped in the Wild Rune which would explain why only Jayce materialized when Salo appeared and Heimerdinger and Ekko are still missing.)

So more interesting details - first of all Salo wasn't breathing the whole dialogue. You can see how Jayce breath condensed in the Hex Gates while Salo's never did. It also lines up that Jayce saw some empty husk creature whenever he looked at Viktor's followers.

Not consider how creepy the whole scene was because we see Salo is absolutely not acting like Salo, constantly switching to being possessed by Viktor.

Also, when Jayce dispose of the empty husk that once Salo was, the blood is not just red but also prismatic. His body has been also fundamentally changed from the inside.

Also Viktor doesn't seen to really care that Jayce just killed someone? Like sure, he is worried for Jayce and mentioned that someone is in his head but she shows no pity for Salo who just got killed?

I continue that none of the Viktor's followers actually acted like normal human being. Like Huck showed no sign of fear when the Noxian appear with their weapon, nor do any other people reacted with fear when Jayce appears with his weapon in his hand and clearly not best mental state.

As someone else already pointed out, you don't see anyone doing anything but to work. No children playing, no people talking with each other. Again, not human, not normal.

Whenever Viktor touched someone and tries to heal them, you can see how he left his fingerprints on them. (Vander/Warwick has them as well.)

Interesting Viktor could spot Jayce mental state without touching him, makes me wonder how close he needs to be to a person. Maybe Jayce is a special case because they both are touched by the Arcane?

When Singed talked with Viktor, Singed touched Vikor's hand and he instantly glimpsed into Singed mind. It seems to be not even an active thing he does.

(Does it mean back then Jayce hugged him after he just woke up from his metamorphosis did he already had seen the weapons Jayce had crafted during that time in his mind?)

Interesting that Singed mentioned that Viktor grows weaker, you would assume whatever the Hexcore does should be like a virus, so more people would make it stronger and not weaker.

Was this the reason why Viktor wanted the Hextech Crystals? To make a new Hexcore to replace his failing energy source? So many question, no answers.

Also what exactly was Viktor doing when he was levitating while being connected via strings to something? Did the writers just need a reason why Viktor would not try fight back when Jayce appeared? Did he was ready to face the possibility that Jayce could actually do harm to him?

Jayce goes into the room, does the shot and refusing to even look when he was firing it. There is one frame there you can see mirror version of Jayce reading the shot, it makes me wonder how often he went to Viktor and tried to change the outcome.

Jayce also left immediately once the deed was done. While Jayce was clearly tearing up, he ran way instantly.

Viktor just watched Jayce do the shot, fear in his eyes and he couldn't stop staring at him until his last breath was leaving him. The cog (which is not the same one during Hextech breakthrough) rolled away from his hand.

We know that Viktor ends the episode with his monologue how emotions are problem but I wonder if he knew that would happened and a part of him (or the Hexcore) becked Jayce to do the shot so he finally could get rid of his heart and/or influence of the Hexcore for good.

Because in Viktor's mindscape Viktor behaved like he always did while in reality he is very emotionalless despite everything.

Also going back to the hive mind thing - their life energy was clearly connected to the Hexcore which was the reason why they all started dying when the Hexcore was destroyed.

Despite Jayce ruining everything according the fans, I don't think Viktor would have stayed alive much longer anyway with Ambessa and Singed near. I wonder if this was the best-case scenario so that they would not get the Hexcore in their hands or if Jayce basically did a self-fulfilling prophecy with this action.

[thequietkid-moonie]

Darling reminds them the past

[ PLATONIC YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Leon, Haruka, Boothill ]

[ Kaleido Star ] [ Sailor Moon ] [ Honkai Star Rail ]

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, is just for entretaiment

⚠️ This contain heavy spoilers from the character's backstory

I had this idea because Boothill backstory broke me, like broooo 😭😭😭 and when i was thinking on who else wrote I just remember how what happen messed with Leon's whole life or how the other senshi had to see the kingdom of their beloved princess being destoyed in a war while they could do absolutely nothing but watch in the distance

So, yeah, this is like in an attempt to comfort their broken hearts, but in a platonic way, please enjoy 🩷

Leon Oswald

Leon's life have changed completely ever since he lost Sophie, she was practically her only family and what made him keep going, trying more and more in hopes to create the scenario she wanted at her side, but after losing her his whole world just bresk

Even when he have become a internationally renowned acrobat the grief and sorrow have company him each step of the way, not being able to even smile again, just focusing on perfect his performance and he even being really rude towards any partner he had in the shows due the anger he still feels

Getting to meet you is quite dificult, despite traveling a lot he normally doesn't look at others, so you have to leave an impact to him by the moment you two met for the first time for him to actually stop and look at you, however that impact it was the start of his feelings and obsession

Leon is not exactly easily to impress and the impact you leave on him definetly caught him off guard, it was the reason why he started to pay more and more attention to you, his eyes constantly watching your every step in an attempt to find out why he can't stop thinking of you. At the end he will find out that, somehow, you remind him of her, maybe is just your positivity and gentle smile, or maybe the same wish of everyone enjoy and connect their hearts in the scenario, or maybe at the end it was just that weird feeling of comfort and familiarity, but no matter what it is it will make him snap and completely change

After finding out how similar you are to his deceased sister he will imediatly approach you, despite being in a desperate state he is not an idiot, so he will trying his best to at least befriend you, and he is surprisingly gentle and caring when it comes to you, he lets his cold and indiferent attitude aside and treats you as if you were his own family, it can be quite endearing and even make it easier for him to make you stay at his side and don't leave again

Even when the main reason why he got close to you was because you remind her of Sophie he put a lot of efforts on getting to know you, mainly by observing you since he got used to watch you carefuly all the time (even developing a stalker habits that can easily be cover up by his care for you), but as you got closer it becomes easier for Leon to open up to you and just start asking about you, or just talk about things that could make him notice more things about you, wich at the end he will end up using against you to force you to dont leave his side again

It happens slowly but Leon takes control ove your life by blinding you with trust, he is incredibly possesive and protective due his fear of losing you too, he reproches himself not being able to protect his sister so he will do everything in his power to protect you, wich lead him to be overprotective without even noticing since he just take it as something normal, and its not like he thinks is something bad

Leon keeps being cold and indiferent for the rest of the world, but to you is the most gentle and caring person ever, even willing to do everything to reduce the chances of you getting hurt, he doesn't want to take away your freedom but limits it, always making sure to stay at your side and shield you with his body at the minimum threaten, too anxious to letting you alone, feeling like if he looks away just for a second something bad could happen to you

Haruka Tenoh

Sailor Uranus, just like the other senshi used to be all alone at her castle, protecting the peace and doing all what she could from the distance in the name of her queen and princess, despite being quite lonely she was happy to fulfill her role, or that it was until the fateful day when the Moon Kingdom was destroyed

Once she was reborn at the earth it was to fulfill her role again, fight against a threaten and protect her princess. Since she, along with Michiru, were going to a school to find clues it wouldn't be too difficult to get to meet you, specially with how popular she and Michiru are around the school

At first Haruka was so focused on her duty and the inminent threat that she didn't pay much attention to you, even if you were friends she didn't spend much time with you, politely excusing herself to have time to make what she has to do, still, she can't deny that there is something about you that have catched her attention from the start

It would take her a long time before letting herself get her guard down and actually look at you, finally finding out what have being so attracting of you, it could be that she can see her own past loneliness she once suffered or maybe your smile is like the one that used to iluminate her days from the distance but she couldn't protect, either way whatever she have seen on you make her look at you more and more, suddenly she is constantly worried about you, suddenly she wants to make sure you are alright, that you aren't feeling lonely and are taking good care of yourself

Since Haruka is so busy her feelings will grow too slow, she is too worried about the inminent threat that she almost forget about you (despite having you constantly in her mind) that it won't be until you either leave her and go out with other people instead (since she normally says that has not time or is too busy) or that you were directly a target of the enemy, no matter what was what made her almost lose you is what will make her snap, suddently her feelings grow to be of utmost importance instead of a vague worry in the back of her mind

Haruka wants to make it up for it and will do it, even if you dont see anything bad on it or don't even understand why she blame herself, she will slowly involve you in her life, introduce you to her friends and keeping you as close as posible (and, somehow, still away from danger) and she will make sure you never have to face danger again or think on leaving her

Honeslty, Haruka take you in her life to have you all for herself, so slowly and naturaly that it was almost imperceptible, she and her friends were so welcoming that you couldn't even notice the moment they have become your whole life, no friends outside of them or how every plan you have is related to Haruka's schedule, everyone have welcome you as part of their group but now you can't leave, and Haruka is making sure of that

It isn't that she had malicious intent, she just doesn't want her nor you to be all lonely again, she wants to be able to protect you, she wants to make you happy and make sure you dont lack of anything, her princess is destinsted to become the princess of Neo Tokyo of Crystal so why dont you become part of the big family all of them are? why dont stay where she can protect you and make you happy?

Haruka can be incredibly manipulating and charming, making you trust her blindly because she knows what is the best for you, even if you eventually realice how possesive she can be it would be too late to leave

Boothill

As a Galaxy Ranger Boothill have just become used to travel all alone across the universe, helping people who he come across and making pay those who just seak to harm other, just like he used to do when he was a human cowboy

Boothill has grow to enjoy his life while doing his duty, but that doesn't mean he doesn't mean he miss the old times, the more peaceful old times when he had a home to return and someone waiting for him, after all this years he still hold a great sorrow and grief for what have happened and he is even determinated to take revenge at all costs

Boothill have meet a lot of people while traveling across the universe, but this meetings is always just a brief moment in both's life, just as he does his duty before going away to keep with his journey, so you two end up meeting each other was just another casuality, it was suppoused to be just a brief moment that will be lost on his memory, but something about you make him stop, maybe it was your innocent eyes or the way you smiled at him, the way you were kind towards him even without knowing him, or maybe you were so young that he could help but feel somewhat protective over you

At the end he didn't understand what make you so interesting and special but Boothill couldn't bring himself to just leave yet, even if he already finished his job there he just can't leave, it wouldn't feel right!

Boothill spend quite a long time at your side, being kind and helping you in all what you need, even if you dont accept at first he would insist until you just give up, and the more time it pass at your side the more he doesn't want to leave you, somehow being with you quickly grow to feel like home, its like if you were that warm home to return he have missed so much for a long time

Boothill's feeling for you grow slowly but they grow really stronge, he is just so focused on you that he just doesn't pay attention to anyone or anything else anymore, suddenly you become everything for him, clinging as if his life depends on the comfortable feeling you give him, without noticing you become his family, that family for what he would do anything, the family that he will manage to save at all costs

Boothill doesn't notices his feelings until is too late, until he reached the point where he gets in a desperate and even paniced state whenever you are away from him for too long, even having nightmares seeing you in that day where he lost everything, even sometimes he dreams about losing you along with his child. After reaching this point there is no way he will leave without you, if he has to go away to keep his journey he will somehow take you with him, he can't risk not seeing you ever again

Boothill becomes so clingy and overprotective of you that he just doesn't leave your side and has to know where you are always, he doesn't want to take away your freedom but he will slowly isolate you because he wants to protect you, he is so caring and carismatic but is also desperate, he will manipulate you on following him if he needs, after all he treats you as his own child and he will make sure you are never in danger or lack anything

[spooklies]

# Invincible - Yandere Mark Grayson (PROFILE)

Type of Yandere: Mark would be overprotective as well as delusional when it comes to his darling. He'll convince himself that you need him for survival since in comparison to him, you're fragile. Of course there's obsession. He'll learn everything he can about you and more, maybe even some things you weren't aware of. When it came to his controlling side that played more into how delusional he can get. He'll convince himself that he's not controlling and that the only reason he's coming off that way is because of what he sees himself needing to do for your own good.

Love Language: Mark's love language would be touch as well as words of affirmation. He's someone that'll need constant reassurance or else his thoughts will spiral and for you that means he'll become more controlling than he already was. It's not hard for his darling to calm him when he's like this. All it would take is for darling to talk him out of it as calmly as possible and then he's back to a more manageable state. The same would be done the other way around. For example; if his darling was freaking out over something he had done, then he'd do everything in his power to reassure his darling in ways that worked in the past.

Their Biggest Fear: Like most yandere's, Mark's biggest fear is losing you completely. He doesn't care if that means making you resent him, as long as you're with him then he'll be okay.

Kidnapping: He would. But he wouldn't call it that. If a situation came where you were leaving him or your life was threatened by someone that could take your life then he would "bring you somewhere safe" where he could ensure your whereabouts 24/7.

How Easy is it to Escape?: Nearly impossible. Mark not only has superpowers but pretty overpowered ones to make things worse for you. I also see this depending on which version of Mark we're playing off. But in every version I'd say he's impossible to escape because even if you somehow manage to leave him then he'd just get someone else to find you with the many connections he has.

Punishment(s): It takes a lot for Mark to punish his darling but if he's ever pushed far enough his punishments will increase in intensity. All of his punishments would be physical. He'd slap you if you talked back to him enough which would be a part of his “lighter” punishments. If you kept leaving him then he'd incapacitate you in whichever way he sees fit. That could mean breaking your legs, locking you in the house, and even completely getting rid of your legs if he's well past his breaking point.

Difference to Other Yanderes: A lot of yandere's wouldn't want to purposely harm their darling but in Mark's case he'd go out of his way to which classifies him as a more extreme yandere (abusive in all forms). There's this certain disconnect with Mark and empathy so what hurts you won't affect him nearly as much as it should.

Additional Notes: Mark Grayson is a naturally caring person which in turn makes him gentle. If his darling were to give in and love Mark unconditionally then this side of him would be drawn out and more. He does, after all, love you. It’s only when he’s pushed beyond his limits where the dangerous side he tends to hide comes out. If his darling did what he wanted (even if his requests can get extreme) then Mark would closely resemble how he is in the show.

[charliewhaw]

What would vox reaction be if he knew about Lilith and all.

(Good question! I'm going to assume we're talking about if Lilith abused the fuck outta Al.)

Vox would drop his 'Fuck Alastor' mug. He wouldn't even glance down at it as it shattered at his feet. He would be in absolute shock.

"Alastor sold his soul?" He would say, dubious at first. But as the dots started to connect, he would begin to grin. "He's being tortured? By the queen of Hell?" His grin would turn to a laugh. "Oh-ho-ha-ha! This is rich!"

He would put on a fucking show about how hilarious he found it. But as the reality would begin to sink in, his amusement would slowly change and distort into something more disturbed.

Lilith wasn't just a demon. She was the first demon. She was powerful. She was strong. She was... torturing Alastor.

"Oh fuck," Vox would say, as it finally dawned on him just how bad this was. How brutal was the abuse? "Shit," he would say, as he realized how fucked Alastor’s situation probably was. How fucked Alastor was… She owned his soul. "Dammit!" He would yell, knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. For once, Vox would feel powerless. Lilith was a whole different ballgame than the overlord he was used to facing.

Alastor was his enemy. His arch-rival. The villain of Vox's story. But he used to be so much more than that. He still was.

Vox would then spend more time rigorously analyzing the videos he managed to capture of Alastor. Instead of obsessing over them, hate and anger in the forefront of his mind, his focus would become checking on Alastor's condition. He'd give himself headaches with how much he would squint, trying to see through Alastor's video distortions. Was Alastor limping? Did he just hold his side for a second? Was his smile strained? Was he okay today?!

He’d probably rope Velvette into it, using her social media platforms to keep track of any mention that someone spotted Alastor not looking at full health.

Vox has always been obsessed with Alastor, and we'd definitely see that here. He would set up alerts on his video feeds to detect Alastor's video anomalies. It would be to keep an eye on where Alastor went, how long he was there, and if he came back hurt. Vox would prepare himself for if he ever saw Alastor return from a meeting with Lilith and he was too injured to make it back to the hotel. This plan would include causing a distraction on the other side of town-- probably blowing some shit up or something-- so no one would see Alastor in a vulnerable state, then booking it to the Radio Demon's location. He'd be aware that Alastor would be stubbornly unreceptive to any assistance Vox offered, of course. He would expect nothing less from the Radio Demon. But, he still wouldn’t hesitate to try and help him, as pathetic and unhelpful as his attempts would end up being. Vox would cross that bridge when he came to it.

Outwardly, Vox would use Alastor’s situation against him, flawlessly pretending he wasn’t alarmed, but inwardly falling apart about it. He would debate blackmailing Alastor, probably even threatening the Radio Demon with it from time to time. He couldn’t let Alastor think he cared, because he totally didn’t! This knowledge was just too good to pass on using it to his advantage. He even had some ideas on what to make Alastor do if he did blackmail him.

His first idea would be to make Alastor join the Vees, naturally. Forcing Alastor’s surrender after years of fighting and resisting would be so invigorating! He could make Alastor do whatever he wanted. He would make him start a podcast. It would fit with his style but force him to catch up with the times. He could even make him get a new wardrobe. Something that fit with the Vee’s theme– he could make Alastor even change his name! Valastor— Vastor— Vala— okay, maybe not. But he would have the option to make him do it regardless! The endless possibilities!

His second idea would be much more childish, but satisfying nonetheless. He could make Alastor say “Vox is superior to me in every way. Much more powerful! Much more influential! Much more handsome!” Even better, he could make Alastor say it on his radio show! Though… it would occur to Vox that Alastor might be more willing to let Hell know he was owned by its queen than to ever say any of that.

His third idea would be more… private. Less extravagant, though much more impactful. He could make Alastor– oh, hey look! Is that your obligatory RadioStatic merch?!

In the end, Vox would have a field day with this information. He’d use it for his own selfish gain, probably leaving Alastor in several humiliating and precarious predicaments. At the same time, his stomach would churn whenever he got an alert on his video feeds that Alastor had left the hotel. Was he going to meet Lilith? If he was, Vox would end up biting his nails as he waited, and waited, and waited for Alastor to return from the meetings. And then would endure headaches as he did his best to compulsively examine Alastor’s status through the glitching mess that covered him.

[warrioreowynofrohan]

Do you maybe have any thoughts about the Faithful in Númenór, esp. in the last, darkest years... their motivations and ways of going about the hellish reality they found themselves in? Do you think the later remnant that formed the kingdoms in exile has a martyrological tradition?

(feel absolutely free to ignore this if I'm being presumptuous by asking — I don't think Númenor is your "specialty" as far as I'm aware, but I really like your philosophical approach to the Silm in general and I kind of yearn to hear the opinions of other religious people on the Akallabeth... since I think one cannot ignore that facet of the story, as interwined with the subject as it is)

I love these kinds of asks and I’m delighted you sent it! I hadn’t comsidered it before – thank you for setting me off thinking about it, because it is fascinating!

I think you’re right, that the Faithful would certainly have matrys and hold strongly to the memory of them as inspiration to hold fast in dark times. It must have bern horrific to them, seeing their entiee culture that they loved twisted and turned to the service of evil, and their friends dragged off as human sacrifices on Sauron’s altars. Remembering borth their own martyrs, and heroes of the First Age who defied the darkness, like Beren and L��thien and Finrod and Húrin, could be inspiration in that time. I can even see them developing traditions around parts of the First Age they hadn’t thought much about until that time; for example, Fëanoreans followers who turned against the Fëanoreans during Sirion could be an image of rejecting allegiance to your nation-state when it has turned to evil. Or around Bór and his people, who fought against Morgoth; which could also become a symbol of solidarity with the Men of Middle-earth whom Númenor was victimizing. You would see Faithful risking their lives to save Men of Middle-earth from being made sacrifices, and being killed themselves (which would probably also draw parallels with Finrod in Tol-in-Gaurhoth), and memorialized by the Faithful. Martyrdom would be further elevated by being a symbolic contrast to the obsessions of Ar-Pharazôn and his followers: willingly giving up your life in service of what is right, set against the all-consuming obsession with avoiding death.

I think one thing that would become pressing to the Faithful in the time of Ar-Pharazôn and Sauron (and even well before that) would be the question of how to avoid being complicit in an empire that is bring your country such wealth and power. Because of this, I could see a strong ascetic tradition developing among some of the Faithful, living with minimal possessions and on simple food to avoid partaking of the spoils of empire; the love of craft and beauty is rooted to deeply to disappear, I think, but for some it would change to a determination that the only objects of art/beauty you would have would be ones made by yourself and your loved ones – a sort of return to the roots of what makes art meaningful, in human connection not vain display.

In times of such despair, I can also see these things taking a darker turn in some cases. People deliberately seeking out a martyr’s death for its own sake, seeing it again as a defiance of the King’s Men’s obsession with extending life, and because they had lost hope of things ever being better. Ascetics deliberately starving themselves to death.

In the kingdoms in exile, Arnor and Gondor, it becomes complicated in a different way. When the Faithful left Númenor, I think they knew in their hearts something dreadful was going to happen; but I don’t think they necessarily expected it to encompass the destruction of the entire island and everyone on it. While the martyriologucal tradition may have endured until the end of the Second Age, while they were fighting Sauron, as a memorial of what he had done to them and why it was necessary to fight, I think that things would have changed fairly rapidly in the Third Age. When we look at how Gondor remembers Númenor – the ritual of looking west before dinner as an equivalent to saying grace, and the way it’s talked about throughout The Lord of the Rings – it feels remembered primarily as a glorious lost past, not as a cautionary tale. I think the memory of Ar-Pharazôn’s era would have faded quickly, and the earlier history of Númenor would have been valorized – at first the time of Elros and the years when things were uncomplicatedly good, but after a while even the pre-Sauron time of empire and the years of Tar-Ciryatan and Tar-Atanamir might also be remembered as glory days, and the Downfall seen as the tragic consequence of corruption brought about by Sauron, rather than a progressive moral decline that long preceded Sauron and of which he was only the culmination. I think that it’s natural to idealize a thing once you’ve lost it; even a political refugee who left their country because it was tyrannical and oppressive – even one who had vigorously opposed their country’s actions as immoral – would feel grief, nostalgia, sentiment, if while in exile they saw that country destroyed. So I think that in the Third Age, Gondorian memory of Númenor as a whole becomes rather hagiographic, and the period under Ar-Pharazôn and Sauron is sidelined as an anomaly.

[demialwrites]

Butterfly in a Jar Ch 3

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He may have been trying to distract you from sneaking back into the forbidden room. He goes in the direction of his room but when you go to check on him, he's not there. And the forbidden room has to, understandably, be unlocked at some point for others to use.

Rufus left the door open, maybe another example of his obsession giving him tunnel vision. You decide to take a peek. Rufus' room is large and rectangular-shaped. Even while under house arrest, he gets a bigger room than you will probably ever have. It contains a bed on one end and a dresser across from it. The other end of the room has various workout equipment. In the middle, to one side, is a wide floor-length mirror, for vanity reasons, to check his workout form, or maybe both. An ajar door in the corner reveals an ensuite bathroom, judging by the sink vanity within. There's more furniture placed neatly around the room, including a sofa and desk with a chair. A rug in front of the sofa ties the room together and a single cordless telephone with a landline connection lies on the desk.

By the time Tseng comes by the dining room to ask for a report of sorts–as if you know how to give one of those–you’re feeling useless and lost. While not warm or kind, you find the VP to have the qualities suitable for his title. Even you can see that. You keep returning to what a terrible, terrible father the president must be and how being trapped here must be slowly eroding his son's health. That's how you would fair in his shoes. You don't remember what the news stated last about his age, but you recall several years ago hearing about his 25th birthday.

“If the problem is the environment, then I can't help,” you tell Tseng.

“We just expect you to do your best,” says Tseng.

You groan, head in your hands. “But what if the president changes his mind?” Thinking back again to the contract, it feels like an iron cage. It would be easy for a person to crush someone that's trapped in a cage.

“Let me worry about that.”

There's a tiny, mischievous smile on Tseng's lips. You would miss it if it wasn't unusual for him to smile in the first place. It takes some guesswork on your part but you start to understand that what goes on down here isn't the picture that Tseng paints for Rufus' father. How devious. You like it.

You have no choice; you have to work with what you have. And that's control over Rufus. How does that make you better than his father? your conscience asks. You discard that thought. You wouldn't intimidate someone into trapping themselves in a contract. You decide, fine , you'll bring in your gear to tame this man. And President Shinra did you a small favour in that regard. You have the feeling of a cornered animal to motivate you in the face of someone more powerful.

You look at Tseng with budding determination.

“I'm trusting you,” you say pointedly.

“And I, you,” he replies.

Standing here, staring at Tseng standing upright, yet naturally so, reminds you about something. You look away, embarrassed. “Uh, one more thing.”

He waits for you to continue.

“I forgot to use Rufus' title when addressing him. How come no one told me off?” you ask cautiously.

Tseng leans back barely perceptively, considering his answer. “We don’t expect you to understand the power structure at Shinra, let alone among the Turks.”

“The VP isn’t a Turk.” Even calling him ‘the VP’ feels weird in your mouth.

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” Tseng says smoothly, indicating the matter is settled. “If he wanted you to use his title, he would have indicated so.”

“Ah.” You nod. Perhaps they also don't expect you to hang around long enough for it to matter.

The next morning, you come with a small bag. You had also slipped a new novel in there, in case you needed something to fill the time. The time for taking mental notes is over. Perhaps Tseng picks up on your determination because he only glances once at your bag, and then gestures politely to the elevator. He also shows you a new room with lockers where you can store the bag. Even though it's plain, it's exciting to see more of the floor. You consider it a side effect of being confined to two rooms.

You gratefully eat Rude's breakfast then volunteer to do the dishes yourself. You find some elbow-length rubber gloves in one of the cabinets and busy yourself because you want to give the absent Rufus a chance to come to the kitchen to eat. If he doesn't, he will be partially to blame for your actions.

Time stretches like that red carpet that stretched towards President Shinra's desk on that terrifying day. At least this doesn't feel nearly as bad. You also have the novel to read.

Tseng enters the kitchen.

“How long has he been in there?” you ask him, putting a bookmark between the pages.

Understanding what you mean, he mulls it over, checking his watch.

“When was the last time he ate?” is your follow-up question.

His severe features deepen uncomfortably, indicating that it's been a while. You feel for the man. But you're also getting annoyed.

After waiting a second to cool off, you ask, “Can you pull him out, please?”

Tseng nods and leaves the room immediately, presumably to obey your order. You're surprised that he is, but he must be willing to go this far. A few moments later, you put the novel on the table and follow, intending to wait in the hallway.

It's Reno and Rude that pull him out of the room. Rufus doesn't have the strength to stop them. Tseng closes the door to make sure you can't peep.

“Can you take him to his room, please?” you ask.

“You got it, Boss,” Reno replies.

Rude throws Rufus over his shoulder and proceeds down the hallway. You can see it blazing in his eyes, he's struggling with the indignity of being carried like a white sack of potatoes.

“How dare you,” he snaps coldly, spotting you, the source of this inconvenience, behind Rude.

This is an outright denial of what he views as a lifeline and strangely, he still hasn't raised his voice. His rage could fuel a cold snap but it's strangely comforting. You hate being yelled at. He could glare at you all day but as long as he's got an indoor voice, you could manage.

“Put him on the bed, please.”

It's possible that you've delayed earning his trust but you're not sure what else to do. Rufus has stubbornly continued his bad habits. Rude places him gently on the bed, then Reno takes the initiative to cuff one of his hands to the bedpost. Rufus turns his glare to him but says nothing. Reno brushes it off like it's nothing and hands you the key. He's quite happy to be ‘helping.’ You wonder if this is a regular thing Reno does while working. As long as you’re not on the receiving end, you can dismiss it as a humorous tendency. It's customary for Slum-dwellers to ignore and avoid Turks, anyway.

You thank both gentlemen and they leave.

You examine how Rufus looks cuffed to the bed, indignantly stewing. He's a pretty crown prince, suffering the indignity of being punished by the common folk. Until he can shape up, this is exactly how he belongs. You know what you need.

“You don't need those cuffs,” you say, voicing your thoughts out loud.

“But?” he asks, perking up but already tensed to think of a counter move.

Curse this man for his ability to plan ahead. Still, you leave to go grab your bag. You return to finding Rufus jamming a wire-shaped object in the cuffs’ keyhole. You can't believe it. Actually, you can. He hides the object in his suit jacket’s pocket when he catches you looking. Maybe if he wasn't in rough shape, he could have hidden his actions properly.

You sit down on the bed next to him. He waits for your next move. You reach around him on both sides to put the key in the cuffs. He doesn't stiffen up from the close proximity, which is a great sign. He smells like something cool and musky, like subdued mint. And generic soap. That must be what's available on this floor. At least you can confirm he doesn't neglect his hygiene. When the cuffs come off, he stands up.

“I see you've-”

Before he can finish what he's about to say, you're up on your tiptoes and slipping a collar around his neck. He still has slow reflexes so you're able to tighten and buckle it before he can stop you. You tug on it from the side, tilting him off-balance. While he's teetering, you push him back and he falls butt-first back onto the bed.

He can't see what's around his neck so he feels it with his fingers. It's new, plain black, and soft on the inside, so it can’t be uncomfortable. It looks downright cheap in comparison to his clothes but it should do for now. His eyebrows rise, sighing wearily. Then his gaze slides to you.

“What do you want?”

He stares expectantly like you will state your terms for his release, which you ignore. He is not going to talk his way out of this.

“I want you to sleep. You need sleep.”

He wrinkles his nose. “Is that so? So you can go report to my father?”

That takes you by surprise. Not just because he's wrong but because you haven't heard a thing from the president, not even through Tseng. It's like you were thrown down here and forgotten about. I don't think he cares , is on the tip of your tongue but you keep your mouth shut. You're here to ultimately make him feel better, not upset him.

Instead, you answer, “No. I don't talk to him. I don't like him.”

“That makes two of us, doesn't it?” he responds. Despite agreeing with you, his expression is no less weary.

“You can go to sleep or just lie here,” you say. “Either way, you’re staying. I can probably have the others drag you back to bed if you like.”

“They’re not here twenty-four hours a day,” he says, tilting his head thoughtfully as if he's speaking to an idiot.

He’s got you there. So without much thought, you counter with, “The longer you keep this up, the longer I have to be here.”

The implication is that either or both of you want you gone. Is that true? You might have played yourself with that counter. Like you dug your own hole and promptly fell into it. You don’t actually want to leave yet. You want to save your neck but you've gotten used to Rude's good cooking, Tseng's stable presence, and Reno's wicked energy. Not to mention you've gotten used to the clean air up here on the Plate. You can’t say that to him while he’s in this state. He’ll probably use it against you to get more time in that damned room. But if he says he does want you gone and shuts you out-

“Let me give you some advice,” Rufus says, interrupting your thoughts. “Be careful around Tseng.”

“What?”

“Consider this. He got you to put a dog collar on me. What else is he capable of?” He shrugs.

You tilt your head, unsure where he's going with this. “I…don't think he's the type to enjoy this. He…he doesn't even know.”

“You think so?”

“I think…you're just trying to talk your way out of this. Again.” You throw your hands up defensively. “Take it off, if you want.” Collaring someone won't work if it's against their will, anyway.

He smirks, hearing that, like he won himself a little victory. He rises to stand in front of the mirror. He tugs a few times at the collar with his thumb hooked underneath. Then he turns the buckle around to the front.

Ultimately, his hands drop.

“You can leave. I want to rest.”

“O-oh, okay, Your Highness,” you splutter.

Rufus is taking off his suit jacket as you close the door behind you. Your eyes meet just before it clicks shut. You wonder what he's thinking.

[darlingdivasworld]

HAISY: AN ANALYSIS

You guys are well aware of how obsessed I am with this ship. Them not being canon sometimes haunts me at night. I don't think I'll ever be ready to let them go. They were the only thing I took away from Season 8b besides from Clude and Kenzie.

After rewatching their scenes for the umpteenth time and feelings of revulsion towards the off screen and only like 3 on screen "romantic" scenes between Pascale and Heath, I felt the need to disect their feelings towards each other.

"Ew. Respectfully." - Daisy, Season 8 Episode 15

From those 2 words alone, I'm already intruiged in their dynamic, although very hostile from Daisy, but this only elevates them. Heath does everything in his power to come across as likeable to Daisy, which is ultimately (and temporarily) useless as Daisy believes Heath is still the mole. Heath's humble nature heavily contrasts with Daisy's pride and stubborness. Anyway, they work through their troubles and are made the Nationals duet partners which guarantees more screentime (as much as you can get when you're still sharing screentime with ex A-Troupe members). They both noticeably wear green in their outfits, highlighting their predetermined connection.

"I've done a lot of duets and I really like this one." - Heath, Season 8 Episode 18

Kingston comes in to help with duet, and both Daisy and Heath feel the pressure of being critiqued. The duet partners, after some time, decide to confide in each other about their feelings of doubt. If it wasn't obvious in Episode 15, it's crystal clear that these two are going to fall for each other. Even the TNS writers were onto this, evidently shown through their "moment" before Kingston interrupted them. He even states in his talking head, "I feel like maybe I'm interrupting something. I don't know what, but... something."

"As much as you think you're the one who's hurting right now, you hurt me a lot worse." - Heath, Season 8 Episode 21

I personally believe that this episode showcases Daisy's crush on Heath. I would also like to bring in the trope - A fell first, but B fell harder. Daisy IS B. Do you not see her using the excuse of more rehearsal time just to spend more time with Heath and her several questions about whoever Heath is meeting up with? Anyway, Daisy catches Heath meeting up with Lucien and Grace, and *angsty miscommunication* ensues. Now, I'm a hater for the miscommunication trope, BUT it is used so effectively here that I can't complain. Daisy does damage control on her feelings by reverting back to her former self and antagonising Heath. This obviously breaks Heath's heart because Daisy no longer trusts, temporarily breaking their connection.

"When we dance together, I know you won't let me down, and I need you to know that I won't let you down either." - Daisy, Season 8 Episode 25

It's the day of the Nationals duet, and Daisy and Heath are on bad terms. To rekindle their relationship, Daisy "kidnaps" Heath and forces him to clean mirrors with her while they talk about their feelings. Ignoring the logistics of time, their shenanigans are endearing and entertaining. Ships have different factors that help elevate them, and Haisy's banter, which is filled with humour, makes them all the more loveable. Daisy gives Heath a heartfelt apology, allowing them to make up and perform well in the duet round. ALSO, when it's announced that TNS have won Nationals, Daisy and Heath hug each other instinctively. Just thought that should be mentioned.

"Now it's just because I think you're really great Daisy and I want you to know that." - Heath Season 9 Episode 1

They're back and better than ever! Their chemistry and banter are off the charts alongside their newly established colour scheme of green and purple. Daisy wants to give Heath a present, but Heath inexplicably refuses it, causing Daisy to walk off. Ethan suggests to Heath that he should just get her a present so the two of them can exchange. Unfortunately, tickets to Daisy's favourite band are too expensive, so they can't go together, but Heath still buys Daisy a ticket regardless just because he knows it'll make her happy. THEY'RE SO IN LOVE I CAN'T CONTAIN MYSELF.

"I'll never have another duet partner like you." - Heath, Season 9 Episode 4

Ariana and Grace steal Daisy's bowstaff, preventing her from making A-Troupe, but as karma (and the power Daisy holds), Grace is unable to make it onto A-Troupe Daisy and Heath walk into a darkly lit Studio A as Heath rambles on about taking Grace down. However, Daisy has accepted her fate and reminds him that she wasn't prepared. Heath disagrees, claiming, "Daisy, I don't know if I can move on from this." This equating to everything they have together, duh! They have an emotional goodbye duet and hug for an eternity before finally letting go. The second that Daisy walks out the door, the remaining lights turn off, symbolising how lost Heath feels now: "I don't know what I'm going to do without Daisy." I bawled my eyes out when I first watched this, and a little bit of my heart aches every time I rewatch it.

In conclusion, Haisy remains an un-canon ship, which is baffling to some extent but also a relief as the writers couldn't break them up in a ridiculous fashion and have them never talk to each other again following the break up. Regardless, they were the highlight of Season 8 and showcased the writers' ability of character dynamics and drama relating to those characters which strengthens the relationship instead of being its detriment. (Thank you Kenzie for pairing them together, your service as dance captain is truly appreciated.)

[gothlute]

DR SUNSHINE LORE

MY OC LORE!!

His "name" is Dr Sunshine, at least that's how people call him. No one knows his real name, we're not even sure he remembers it either.

He looks like this :

(I'm planning on drawing more of this silly guy)

He's a boy, estimated to be in his 30s, pretty tall. He has an extravagant style, very colorful except for his striped jacket, and is always wearing space-themed things.

He is based off Dr Sunshine is Dead by Will wood and the tapeworms!! One of my fav bands :D

He's english, but also speaks french fluently along with some other languages

+ : He is very social, smart and funny, it's hard for anyone not to like him. Fun fact : he always wears red smoky eyeliner!

- : He's very secretive, maybe even a liar, and NOTHING is natural about him : he's literally just a persona he created

The thing he loves the most in the whole entire world is space. You will NEVER see him not wearing space-themed clothes and/or jewelery. And what he hates the most is anything that reminds him of his past self/that implies that he is something else than his persona.

Also, something VERY important : his biggest fear is to be forgotten, he wants people to remember him if he had to die.

Now let's get into his story!!!!

As stated before, he LOVES space, and especially the sun. He has this weird obsession about it. His absolute biggest dream is to go to space someday and touch the sun with his bare hand, so he will feel fully connected to it.

So he made a plan.

He started his own personal show, giving people lectures about space, and occasionally making good jokes. He's naturally good at talking and at being liked, so he gained a big public pretty fast.

Now something I haven't mentionned yet is that he has powers. He can manipulate people, trick their minds and force them to do anything he asks. No one knows about it : they all think he's just super eloquent. He activates it by spinning his sun-shaped monocle :D

(Have a drawing of it except it sucks ass because I made it when I was 14, Im gonna redraw it)

Soon enough he had a nice little army ready to obey him.

He asked them to go steal tools from big companies to build a super resistant spaceship that would be able to touch the sun. They started doing it, his army was getting bigger and bigger and soon enough he had enough tools.

BUT meanwhile : of course the police was getting involved though Sunshine had no idea. They were intrigued by all of these random people stealing from companies (because some got caught ofc) and they started investigating.

While they were searching for clues, Sunshine and his army were working hard and building the spaceship : it took months, maybe even a year, but they finally did it. The ship was huge, fast and resistant, and Sunshine was sure it would be enough.

And so one day, they launched it. Sunshine was inside the spaceship, alone except for the driver. Except while they were working the police got more and more clues and ended up suspecting him : one of the officers snuck into the ship before the launch with a loaded gun.

He waited a bit, and when they were pretty high, he got out of his hiding spot and threatened Sunshine with a gun. He told him to give up and ask the driver to go back on earth so he can be judged along with his "army".

Sunshine seemed pretty calm, gently asking the officer to put down his weapon and telling him it was too late, he was about to be the first man to ever touch the sun. To which the officer replied "it's crazy, YOU are crazy, do you genuinely think this ship will be able to do that?? It's gonna melt before reaching the sun, obviously."

That statement made Sunshine lose his smile. He walked back, slowly, still threatened by the gun, and opened a big window. He looked back at the confused officer, gave him a big smile, spread out his arms and he let himself fall off the window, back first. They werent in space already, but the fall killed him.

Now there's two things left to know.

1) The whole scene with the officer aired live. About half of the world was watching. Dr Sunshine is now known in the whole entire world as a crazy criminal and his case is now a classic among true crime fans. He fulfilled one of his goals : he's never going to be forgotten.

2) Neither him nor the officer knew, but the spaceship was actually good enough : if that officer didnt sneak into it, Dr Sunshine would have touched the sun. :)

[ninjasmart]

Hey ninja! I wonder why hugh announced his wedding date before one year. It's not so him. He is super private guy. Was he forced to to do it?? Is he happy marrying Olivia? I ve also read gossips about involvement of witchcraft. Has someone done that to him. Because I ve seen victims of witchcraft? Even inside my family. A girl witchcrafted my cousin. He broke an engagement for her. Also he was married to a great girl. He left his wife few months just after his marriage. Victims of witchcraf loose common sense. They become unaware of what's wrong and right. The only thing that will matter to them is the person who has witchcrafted them. They will get attracted/obsessed to that person. Doesn't matter if they will be in love with them or not. Any suggestions from you??

It is not the best idea to look at the cards on an eclipse but let's see. Keep in mind that because of the eclipse the answers will not reveal the whole truth.

Is he under a spell: 6 of cups reversed says no. Past life connection is at present but is it with O or with someone else. That is a question that the eclipse is veiling.

I asked: Did O make some form of witchcraft I got the Death card in reverse. So - She, herself, didn't. This card is asking me to not ask any further questions about this. So my eclipse intake on this is that - someone else may have done something unholy to him.

My personal view is that your question is incorrectly stated. It is possible that someone is working with demon energy in order to gain access to his light. And put a damp on it while gaining power. That's not whichcraft. That's a trade - a promise of fame and fortune in exchange of one's soul.

Compared to witchcraft - this is a completely different game. In witchcraft the pdactitioner tries to restore the balance or to gurt someone without consequences.

In demon posessions - someone is so much in despair and want to control life, gain from life, someone is so angry at life or hungry to get or keep something that they are ready to work with a demon. Not knowing that the effect of ehat they want is not guaranteed and definitely not everlasting BUT the demon will collect their soul anyway.

Now - if you repent not all of your soul will be lost. A chunk of it will but some will stay. If you don't repent - that's what I am questioning. Maybe life becomes very harsh very quickly.

To have the lost part of you return to you from other centuries or other dimensions you need to experience exactly thr hardships you wished on someone else and repent and suffer through.

Anyway - if someone sends a demon to someone who is with Christ (I'm not trying to preach here) the energy sent to you will bounce back. I have seen this in person. Not only the karma will turn sour on the sender but the demon will bow down to the person whom they were sent to harm and will obey them. Usually in this interaction the obey part is - do the demon leave them or not.

What is exactly the situation with "the witchcraft" - we will not know at least for a while. This eclipse is going to last at least a few months - until the lessons from whe last such eclipse are resolved.

I have to check - by memory: whatever started last year in September or October / or - whatever started 4 years ago in January to March. And it must be relationship or conflict oriented. Something that started at that time will now have to grow and be transmuted or to be lrt go.

[plush-rabbit]

Poly!Yandere! Big Three in a Relationship

Request: Maybe poly!yandere! Big Three x reader? Maybe sfw and nsfw hcs? 👉👈

A/N: I really like the big three. I think they’re really interesting characters and i hope we get more of them

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SFW:

Being in a relationship with the Big Three would be anyone’s dream. They’re all attractive, high-ranking heroes, and seem to get along great with each other. It’s the dream to be in their relationship. They’re fawned over and most people would gladly trade places with you. To date the Big Three is truly something to be proud of. They might be obsessive, but that only adds to their charm. Who can blame them? When you’re heroes, you make enough enemies eventually. They only want to protect you and if that means using their connections and resources to figure where you are and with you, then it might be a bit extensive, but it’s only because they care for you so much.

While polyamorous relationships aren't unusual in hero society, it is still a bit of a rarity- especially when they seem perfect like the Big Three. You have the childhood best friends, the beauty queen, and then you, the sweet, little naïve partner who is coddled and cared for. You’re the talk of the news- magazines, headlines, interviews and whatever else there could be, it’s about you and your relationship. While you would have preferred to be kept on the sidelines- the less that know, the better- they can’t help but be thrilled. Now people will know who you belong to without having to say a word. It’s a nice relationship, where they each hold a different part of power over you, keeping you nice and submissive, letting you fall onto their lap as they tell you that you can’t go anywhere now. You can’t start a new life when everyone knows who you are and who you are dating.

Tamaki still holds a bit of his more introverted nature, and when he isn’t out protecting society, he’s at home with you. He has you in his strong grip, sitting beside him as he bulks up for his next day on the job. He loves to touch you, to have you on his lap as his face is buried in your chest, his nails pressing into your skin, dragging down when you try to move away from him. When Tamai is in charge of you, he hardly ever lets you go out. He much rather have you to himself, where no one can witness you nor him. There really is no escape in the home that you share. He knows all the hiding places, and has made sure- along with Mirio- to place cameras where he thinks that you would hide. If you ever seem to entertain the idea of leaving, he’d fall into such a depressive state that the rest of the household would be angry towards you and you can’t have that.

Nejire is sweet. She holds a bit of motherly tendencies, cooking for you, bathing you, and even dressing you up as if you were her little doll. She loves to keep you in such a cute state, to make sure that you look the best that you can be- after all, you are dating the Big Three. Her curious nature makes it perfect- she’s so calming to talk to that you often forget just how powerful she is, just how much control she has over you. All your worries and insecurities are questioned, counter-attacked, and in turn, when he brushes just a bit too harshly on your hair, she reminds you that you can’t really break-up with them if you wanted to. It wouldn’t work out. You don’t have friends. You’ve cut off your family. Who would ever take you in? Especially if they learned just how heartbroken they were if it were your fault.

Mirio is the one who treats you with the most care, he hardly ever gets angry at you. He really is like the sun- bright and all consuming. If you’ve ever gotten into a spat with another, he’s always the first to help you mend things. He’ll do anything to make you smile and will gift you whatever you need in order for that. In turn, all that he asks for is that you stay around him for the longest. Just latch onto him and let him worry about everything that has to do with the household. If you need to go out, he’s sure that Nejire can make time and in turn, he’ll let you take his card- seeing as you don’t have one. He’s so happy, so cheerful, that when he does get angry, it’s terrifying. Tamaki was right. There really is nowhere to hide in the home, because he always seems to find you. His grip is firm, digging and bruising your skin as he tells you to never disobey and run off again. Once done, he flips the switch and he’s wiping your tears and telling you another joke as he pulls you to his arms.

NSFW:

While having a train or a foursome isn’t all that uncommon, they also like to take turns. Tamaki will fill you with his quirk, tentacles inside of you as his cock is buried deep inside of your aching hole. In the sidelines, Nejire will have her hand wrapped around Mirio, and you’re sure if there weren’t tears in your eyes, you’d see her spirals flickering in and out. Mirio’s fingers will be buried knuckle deep as they watch Tamaki rail you. Nejire will have her tongue lap at your sex, her quirk in effect, your body tense and on pins and needles as she keep you close to her, suckling on your sweet arousal. Mirio and Tamaki will have their hands on each other’s cocks, Tamaki’s face red as he watches you orgasm while Mirio pumps his cock, even if semen has spilled. Mirio will be relentless, pushing your face into the mattress, his hands gripping and teasing at your pebbled nipples. Nejire will be perched above on Tamaki's cock, both trying to watch as Mirio fucks you senseless.

If you did fail to listen to either of them, then they’re less than kind to you. They’ll spread your legs, tease at your waiting hole and press soft kisses against your slit, as they tie your ankles and wrists. A vibrator is pushed inside of you, your body shaking and teased at by either their mouths or hands. They edge you until you’re crying. Tears streaming down your face and wetting the bed sheet under you, your hands in tight fists as you beg and cry to not misbehave again. You have to promise to do better. To smile more and hold their hand, to listen when they say that they’re tired from work. You have to be a good little house pet, and know them. They care for you of course, but it’s hard to believe that when they keep rejecting your orgasm just to see you cry.

They all really just like to see your face contort into something less than innocent. They want to see you cry, to see you shake and beg for them to slow down or to give you a break, but they won’t. You have to please three different people who all have amazing stamina and at the end of it, you’re left overstimulated. Your body shakes throughout the night and any type of touch is jolts of electricity shot through you. And even then, when you’re crying and gripping onto scarred skin, your pleas of rest are shushed with a kiss as you’re lowered onto a cock to sit on. If it isn’t cockwarming, then you're meant to kiss at Nejire’s cunt until she lets you up, but there’s also a part of her that just wants to please you. She’ll kiss at your sex and suckle on your arousal until you’re patting at the top of her head to let you rest, that’s it all too much.

This is more of Nejire’s thing, but she loves to have you suck on her breasts. It’s one of the few times she isn’t trying to fight for your attention or get jealous at how the others make you cream all over their cocks. She gets to have you for herself. To feel your mouth latch onto her nipple and tease the hard bud with the tip of your tongue. It’s the few times you ever get to have her so nurturing. To pet your hair and have her other hand teasing with your sex. All you have to do is suckle on her breast, to hollow your cheeks and beg for her to make you orgasm while her fingers are deep inside of you massaging at your gummy walls that clench around her. It’s one of the few times that she’ll ever be sweet during sex- petting your hair, allowing you to cream, and rest. All you have to do is nurse on her and thank her.

In the earlier parts of the relationship, you still wanted your freedom, you wanted to go out and live a life separate from them, but they were able to snuff that flame out. Even now, you hold onto your stubbornness and they can’t help but coo at how silly you’ve gotten. They'll wrap a collar around your neck and force you to walk around on your hands as you don puppy ears with a tail placed inside of you. You aren’t allowed to walk on all fours, or speak and if you want something, you’ll have to nudge at a leg and point at what you want. It’s humiliating but you can see just how much it arouses them- the tent in their pants, the hands that pull on your nipples, the way the toy is moved around inside of you. You’ll learn our place soon enough and when you have, they’ll treat you to something nice as a reward.

[alchemistys]

reflecting on yuzu’s retirement

I know this is a little late but it took me time to get my shit together, I'm emotional, so sue me. this is gonna get pretty sappy and really cheesy at some points, so idk, bear with me I guess. (under the cut)

I discovered Hanyu Yuzuru during February 2022. I saw ten to chi to live, and that was the only engagement I had with his competitive career in real time. later that night I watched his seimei olympic performance and cried happy tears for the first time in years. at that point, I was obsessed. I went on a yuzu YouTube binge. I watched his performances in chronological order. I read his entire wikipedia page. when I emerged from my figure skating-induced fugue state I felt...better. a little more balanced. just happier overall. for that, I can’t thank yuzu enough.

you see, yuzu changed my life, and he might have even saved it. this man doesn’t even know I exist, but for a short while he meant everything to me. a few months ago I was in a really bad place. I was...empty inside, and I felt like nothing in the world, especially not me, had any purpose or meaning anymore. I was contemplating suicide. and then I saw this dude in a blue outfit skate, and I was transfixed. that was the first bit of interest I'd shown in something for months. I grabbed onto that and didn’t let go. when I cried for seimei, that was the first time I'd cried for something that wasn't sadness in years. it was amazing. after so long of feeling nothing, I felt awed, amazed, humbled, and enlightened. his skating was the most beautiful thing I'd seen. 

as I learned more and more about yuzu, i got more and more out of my depressive funk. I saw his passion for skating, how he was, like, giving his life for it, and I thought ‘wouldn’t it be nice to love something that much?’ I thought that, well, shit, there must be true beauty in this world if he can get on the ice and do that. I thought about how he worked so hard for his dream. I thought about him working, even through pain, even through emotional turmoil. I thought about him loving it all the time, but maybe not liking it, or enjoying it, maybe sometimes even hating it. I thought about him saying he wanted to jump the quad axel, like if he said it enough it would come true. I thought about yuzu falling on the triple axel he had done a hundred, a thousand times with perfection, then getting up and trying again. I thought about how his skating moved people. I thought about him skating to haru yo koi with grace and poignance, to seimei with the command of a predator, to Romeo and Juliet with raw teenage passion, to hope and legacy with the elegance and inscrutability of an old god. I thought about the feeling he displayed, the feeling he provoked, and I thought I want to feel like that more often. that feeling could be found again. that there is beauty and art and I shouldn’t go just yet, because what if I had followed through? what if I had missed seeing a random guy in a blue shirt? I knew what I had nearly missed out on. and now I knew that I didn’t want to die, but more than that I wanted to /live/, because I had seen what living could be, and yuzu reminded me. he reminded me what kind of happiness and feeling and beauty could be found in the world. and for that, I thank him.

yuzu will always have a special place in my heart. he put some meaning back into my life. he helped me through a hard time, and for that I thank him. the beauty, grace, and power to move that he brings to his skating is unparalleled. he is truly a one of a kind talent, a phenom that transcends art and sport, both connecting and eclipsing them. he is amazing, and an inspiration. he is hope. so thank you, yuzu, for just being you. 

I'm going to miss yuzu. I am sad I didn’t get into figure skating earlier, because yuzu aside it’s cool as fuck and I'll still follow competitive skating even now that he’s gone. but I’m glad he made the best choice for himself, to be healthy and happy. I'd like to see him land that quad axel clean one day. I hope he does whatever the fuck he wants now. he’s fantastic, I think he’s super funky, and I want to see whatever antics he he gets up to now that he’s free from jsf and the absolute clownery of the bag of dicks that is isu. I’m a little sad about it, but I'm more excited for his new career as a professional athlete. so one last time, thank you, yuzu, for just being you. that’s enough, is and will always be. take a well-deserved rest, and be happy. 

[cafecourage]

The moment they realized they loved you. (Isekai Au Edition) Part 1

Because this was my first time doing this I went a little crazy. If you want more information on this AU here is the Link!

Time:

- It had been welcomed with open arms.

- You two are literally the opposite but also very similar. Time is calm and stoic. You are chaotic and loud. But both of you are very cryptic.

- You’re the only person in the kingdom of hyrule currently that remembers what he had gone through. He feels like he can trust you with anything.

- It’s started with a slip up by wind and just spiraled out of control.

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Time was discussing the groups inventory with Twilight and Wild when it happens. A small slip of the tongue followed by a laughter that could be mistaken as a fairy chime. He looked over to see your bright smile shining through under your hood. In front of you was the target of your amusement, the youngest link.

“That’s so cute!” You exclaimed to the horror of Wind, who was red in embarrassment. “Wait who’s dad?”

“Can we let this go?” The teen was covering his face now.

“It’s Time.” Four said without looking up from his book. Utter chaos broke loose in camp with just a few words. A chorus of any forms of agreement was making you laugh even harder. Time though covering up his true feelings about the situation was very lost. While yes, he acknowledged that he had slowly became the father figure of the group. That title didn’t involve you.

Unless…

“Time! I didn’t know we were married!” You bounced over to their leader looking at him with a playful smirk.

A life with you flashes in his head.

There could be a small cottage farm surrounded by the forest that reminding him of his old family and home. You could take care of the garden while he could take care the animals. In a few years the two of you might just have a few kids running around. Playing with each other without a care in the world. No more fighting. No more traveling. Just a simple lifestyle with a tight knit family. It looked peaceful. Everything he would want.

“You should have told me.” He was brought back to the present by your face looking up at him expectedly.

“I thought you knew.” He said super seriously. “We’ve got to raise nine children together already.”

“Hey! I raised you during the war old man!” Warriors called out from across camp.

“You’re the uncle then!” (Y/n) countered “I already say Twilight is our first born!” You declared pointing to Time’s flustered descendent. The rest of the conversation was tuned out as he went back to his thoughts once more.

Time lived longer than most of the heroes here by age 11. Yet not once did he stop to think about a future and family. He was so busy trying to keep out of hero work that it just slipped. Yet see you with the other heroes, knowing now that you were just as much a parental figure to the others as him. It made his softer just thinking about it and he welcomed that warm fuzzy feeling with open arms.

Reaching out he brush’s hair out of your face to kiss your temple. “I’ll propose to you properly later.” He said in a teasing tone to suggest he was only joking to hide the truth in that statement. Seeing your entire face flush red was really worth it.

“Gross Mom and Dad are flirting!”

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- He’ll never once tell you straight if he liked you or was just playing along with the ongoing joke that the chain has.

- This time instead of you observing him. He wants to see how far he can go until confessing.

- It drives you crazy. Since you can’t get a read on him. You attempt to flirt back in retaliation. However, it always ends with you being the most flustered.

- Who knew the Old Man had it in him?

Twilight:

- It became a melancholic hopeless feeling that spiral out of control.

- He already had his heartbroken by someone before and he knows he shouldn’t get attached to you too.

- Yet he can’t stop himself from wanting to be near you. He heard you so clearly before.

- Now that he can actually speak to you directly, he wants to get to know his other travel companion more.

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Being alone in the forest with you wasn’t what Twilight planned when dropped in a different Hyrule but here you two where. You offered to go on patrol with him when the others were setting up camp claiming it was too see if you could identify the era. It didn’t matter since Twilight enjoyed your company no matter what. The lack of conversation between the two of you didn’t bother him. If anything, it felt the most natural. Only a few words were needed for the two of you to understand each other. “Do you mind if I use my wolf form?” Twilight asked fiddling with the chain that attached to the shadow crystal around his neck.

You paused to think about it. “I mean you can. But be aware I will baby talk you.”

This got Twilight to stop walking. Maybe he lied. He doesn’t need a few words to understand your thought process. “Excuse me?”

“I can’t control myself around cute creatures.” You simply stated like it was the most obvious thing.

Instead, Twilight was burning up. You thought his wolf form was cute? Of all things you used that word? What did you think of human Twilight if you thought like that? Did he want to even know? He was searching for any way to take this conversation but it all lead to dead ends. “Cute?” Was all he could ask. His voice pitching up as he got flustered.

“Yeah?” You looked at him just as confused as he was. “Wolves are just like big dogs and to be honest you look more like a giant dog then a wolf.” Your explanation did not help at all with his situation. “If it makes you feel better you’re very handsome as a Hylian and also built like an go-“

Twilights brain was malfunctioning he couldn’t hear any more of what you had to say about him. He grabbed on to the shadow crystal, turning into his wolf form he ran. He didn’t hear you call out his name in surprise.

Hylia, what was wrong with him? You were just a friend. A very blunt yet gentle friend. Nothing more. Nothing less. Why was his heart racing so much? He had heard you shower him in complements before while on his first adventure. But hearing you say it to his face with no shame whatsoever was a different story.

Twilight knew what these feelings were and deep down he really wanted to act on them. But was it ok? Was his heart finally healing from his last love? Twilight was already aware this time that you had to leave at some point. He didn’t need to act on them despite wanting to. He could just be your friend and continue the relationship like that.

His heart was already breaking a second time.

Twilight was in love you and it was driving him crazy.

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- Like Time, Twilight isn’t going to tell you about his feelings. Instead, he is going to forever pine for you.

- It’s going to be a slow process and you need to be aware that he will get hurt if you’re going to go back home.

- He’ll see you off with a smile, but as soon as your gone he will break.

Warriors:

- It was full of denial and fear.

- He went through the receiving end of someone’s obsessive love.

- And it doesn’t help that you’ve watched over their adventures. He vowed to not get that close to you.

- There was a need to destroy the endearing feeling he sees when you smile at him.

- Yet seeing you with a sad far out look on your face makes him scramble to your side to find out what’s wrong.

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It was just the two of you. Weaving throughout the crowds of castle town. You were currently in Four’s Era and in the middle of the Picori festival. The group was long spilt up, leaving Warriors alone with the dimensional traveler. Soon even (Y/n) was walking away from him. He didn’t know why he followed, the argument in his head was telling him that it was so they didn’t get lost. Yet there was a part of him that knew that wasn’t it.

“Where are you going anyway?” He thought to finally ask as you reached a quieter area. “It’s going to be hard to spend time in the festival from here.”

“Yeah, that’s the point.” You were a bit snappy today, “shouldn’t you find someone else to hang out with?” Warriors just shrugged as you slowed your pace down to pause in front of the small river that ran through castle town. The silence now filled with the rushing of water as you sat on the bridge.

Against his better judgement Warriors sat next to you. Finally, he got to talk to you one on one but the normally impulsive and excitable person Warrior’s grew to expect had changed in that moment.

You looked so tired.

“Hey Link?” You finally called out to him “I know I shouldn’t ask you this but…” hesitation was new to your character. “How do I even start?” You rake a hand through your hair. Sweeping a part of your hair out of your eyes. “Was I ever helpful during your Adventure?”

Oh… Oh he really wasn’t the right person for this talk.

You look back you and towards the festival and he followed your gaze. From where they were he could only spot a few of his party members. Wind was with Legend and Hyrule playing some of the stall games. While Four was with his Zelda holding hands as she pulled him further into the crowd. “Last time I saw this festival it ended up destroyed by Vaati.” The wind mage was only brought up a few times by Four. All Warriors really knew was that the villain was supposed to be sealed away by the Four Sword, and that his power was connected by the dark mirror. “I found myself wondering if my presence even mattered.” Your shoulder slumped in defeat as you curled into yourself.

The instant need to comfort shot through Warriors. He wanted to reach out. He fought the urge to hold you. He bites his tongue when he started to think of embellished words to make you feel better.

What was wrong with him?

Warriors had to say something though. “I don’t know about Four or the others.” He didn’t even think about your presence in his adventure too much. If anything, he actively tried not to think about it. Here you were though a person and not a figment of in his imagination. “During the war, your voice and presence is what broke the tension. The moments that could have been my lowest, you were there saying things that I wanted to repeat out loud.” There was a fondness while he was looking back at the memories. From the moment he ran on the battle field foolishly as a trainee soldier. His pride grew upon hearing your praise and surprise when seeing him fight for the first time. To your excitement while meeting his friends from the other Eras. He shared your sentiments about Mask as you cooed over the child as Warriors fought by his side. Then your anger, disgust and pity towards Cia. While on his side, your empathetic nature had you morning during her passing. These where just the tip of the iceberg.

Just having someone voice out mutual thoughts on a situation helps when you can’t do it on your own. You feel crazy thinking the way you do. “With you there it’s like you always have someone by your side cheering you on and supporting you.” He paused to look at you. Conflicting emotions clashing together. You turn to look at him, your eyes only briefly visible through your bangs. Curiosity and guilt were swarming with in them. “I’m not the person to talk to about this.” He finally admitted out loud. “But I would be lying if I said your presence wasn’t important to us.”

The silence that followed was deafening. Was that not what he was supposed to say? Warriors tried to stay calm under your gaze.

You let out a huff of laughter covering your mouth and turning away from him a bit to calm down. “I didn’t think about it like that.” There was a pause where you looked back at the festive before turning back to smiling softly at him. “Thanks Cap.”

The smile that you had on your lips had Warriors stomach do back flips. A blush decorated his face as he turns away. “It’s something that should have been said a while ago.” He manages to say without stuttering.

You were really pretty.

The sound of a picto box followed by winds snickering, was ignored when the thought had just register in his head. He finally realized how far he fell for you.

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- one by one his defenses lowered.

- With every smiled sent his way, with every laugh that he earned. He found himself wanting more.

- He slowly opens up, a slow process but it wasn’t as scary as he thought it was going to be.

- A teasing nickname here. A gentle touch there. He realizes he has gone too far.

(Part 2)

[redrobin-detective]

I’ve been thinking about Jack and Maddie Fenton and what caused them to be like that. People don’t become that obsessive out of nowhere. 

Jack mentioned in episode 1 that he was “born in a log cabin in the woods” which tells me that he grew up in an isolated, possibly poor environment. It explains some of his behavior, he would have done a lot of his social development without other people to bounce off of. His exuberance, high energy and lack of social awareness kind of play into a excitable, creative boy in the woods. For all we joke, Jack is a brilliant man and he’d have probably felt restrained by the lack of knowledge, stimulation in the middle of nowhere. Some fics I’ve seen have made the claim that Jack grew up on some kind of farm, he’s got the energy and the work ethic but not the discipline. Clearly the rural, peaceful lifestyle wasn’t suited for him. 

What I can see is a young Jack Fenton, shirking from his chores and responsibilities at home to grab a little .22 rifle and a borrowed neon orange hunting vest and explore the woods, hunting monsters. He is an explorer, a scientist hunting for answers, the hero of his own story. And maybe on one of those deep woods explorations, when he wanders too far from home, too late in the day and he sees something unnatural. Maybe he saw a ghost, maybe he didn’t but when a wildly intelligent and bored child comes up against something they can’t explain, the throw themselves into the answers. He studies the supernatural with a fervor and works harder than he ever has before to earn money to study at university so he can finally answer the questions burning in him.

In Prisoners of Love, we get a glimpse at Maddie’s life through her sister, Alecia. She herself lives completely alone in the middle of nowhere Arkansas. It’s stated that she purposefully moved there to get away from it all but it insinuates that, like Jack, Maddie grew up in a woodsy, rural area. It would explain her independence and confidence roughing it during Maternal Instincts. Like Jack, Maddie is brilliant and driven and a bit quirky as people who grow up kind of isolated end up being. Did she have her own encounter that she couldn’t explain? Was she captivated by the reports of unnatural phenomenon in her remote little town? Maybe she too, like Jack, wanted to explore and study and decided to invest in a field which no one else had proven existed before. Either way, she also packed her bags and set off for university to further her studies.

By coincidence, she meets a tall, broad man with a kind, goofy face who will tell anyone who will listen that ghosts are real. In return, Jack meets a beautiful, powerful woman in mind and body who is determined to prove the unproveable. It was love at first sight and from there on, no one could break up Jack and Madeline. From the moment they laid eyes on each other, there was a bond of understanding between them not only at their mutual interests but of being understood as the weird rural kid with strange ideas. Everyone could see that they were a perfect match except, of course, for Vlad. Vlad, an outsider with a lonely, bitter but relatively normal childhood, couldn’t relate. He played along with his roommates silly ideas because he was captivated by Maddie. His hormones and self-importance blinded him to the obvious chemistry between his two friends.

So they graduate, marry and move to a small midwest town. Amity Park is no New York City but it’s practically a metropolis compared to where Jack and Maddie grew up. Jack himself is eager to adjust to modern life, more than happy to forget being a child lonely, bored and restless in the quiet woods. Maddie though keeps that independent edge and ferocity that led her to the love of her life and research that never grows old. They have a daughter and son and raise them with simple luxuries they never had growing up. It causes a separation, parents and children simply unable to connect because of vastly different upbringings. The Fentons foster love, opportunities and an invitation to be themselves which they both missed as children. Jazz and Danny could do with a bit more normalcy. 

When the ghost portal is active and their theories stop being scribbles on paper and become real, those old habits come back. When scared, faced with the unknown, the put aside their interest in exploration and raised their weapons. For Jack and Maddie Fenton, science was a love they both learned but hunting and protecting their own was instinct. 

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

This is a free coupon/excuse for you to infodump on the current topic you’re obsessed with. Take some time away from internet discourse and share with us something you find interesting.

This is literally so stupid but I have nothing else currently to infodump on and my brain won't shut up about it so you better hear me bitch, Percy from Critical Role ought to sound like he's from Yorkshire or somewhere up north, maybe Northumberland.

The dnd/vague common fantasy world has a number of factors to it, but it is in many ways based in an alternate medieval Britain, because it's based so heavily in Tolkien's works, and Tolkien was writing a mythology of Britain. I'm not the expert, but to remove Britain from Middle Earth seems a little like removing the first world war from it - it's not explicitly part of the narrative but it can be found burrowed inside of it and removing it takes away some of the layers of the universe. So, we can, if we're being persnickety (and I am), apply some social and cultural information from middle ages England to a dnd setting.

In fact, that application is encouraged! Because Jaffe gives Percy a vague upper class southern English accent, which means he's making the common connection between the southern English and nobility. Which means I get to make all the connections between middle ages England and dnd that I want!!!

The Tudor monarchs ruled England from 1485 to 1603, the end of the middle ages (hear me out I promise this makes sense). During that century, all five of the monarchs to varying degrees took steps to increase the power of the monarchy enormously, because up until that point the monarch was powerful, but actually not as powerful as some nobles. This was primarily because the monarchy tended to be quite poor (it's easy to forget because of the empire, but for much of England's history we haven't had much money at all because we're a little bit of a stinky wet cold island), and also because of how unstable the position had been (see the Wars of the Roses). Henry VII, for example when he came to power had quite a tenuous claim to the throne, the Earl of Warwick, for example, was just one of the people with a stronger claim, and he was also broke. So, he and his dynasty had to spend tons of time wrestling power from the nobility. What's important about all this however, is that in medieval England before the Tudors, the most powerful people tended not to be the monarch in the south, but instead nobility.

And where did the most powerful nobles live?

The North.

The Northern nobles, York, Northumberland, Warwick, to name but a few of the biggies, were a terror to monarchs because of the power they held, they were dangerous, they were far away, despite the North typically not being as wealthy as the South even before industrialisation they were extremely, extremely rich.

All this means that if you have a character who lives in a world that is influenced by middle ages England (and you commit to that influence by giving that character an English accent while you yourself don't have one), and is canonically Posh and Fancy and Comes From A Place That Can Technically Sustain Itself As A City State, he shouldn't sound like he's from the South, he should sound like he's from the North it's just how it should work.

Also Whitestone is canonically at the very north of the country like come on dude it's practically begging for it.

This is insignificant but also I'm bored of "posh" being automatically equated with "Southern English". Have some spice. Shake it up a bit. Make your noble character sound like some guy from Hull. Just do it.