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aishangotome · 2 days ago
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[Azel] Loving Devoutly in God's Harem - Part 2
Thank you @shatcey for providing the video for this!
Part 1
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--Azel's POV--
Why did I confine the foreign book merchant's daughter to the harem? Even if I were asked, I couldn't give a logical answer.
However, I do remember the trigger.
Emma: Living God, thank you for your continued patronage.
Emma: This time, in addition to the book you requested, I've also brought my favorite book.
Emma: I searched and searched until I finally found a book that I thought you might enjoy.
Azel: I didn't ask for it, did I?
Emma: It's my way of being meddlesome.
Azel: That's quite a bold way to be meddlesome.
Emma: I'm aware of that.
Azel: Why are you being meddlesome with me?
Emma: There's no deep reason...
Emma: I heard that you can't usually walk around outside casually, so I thought you might be pleased...
At that time, seeing that smile at that moment, I found myself speaking before I knew it.
"In return, shall I introduce you to some customers?" — is what I said.
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Emma: W-what are you doing, you shameless god?!
The woman, thrown into the bath wearing only a thin cloth by the harem servants, flushes bright red with just a slight embrace.
Azel: That's strange. You said you wanted to love me, so I'm helping you out.
(This is really troublesome.)
(...It wouldn't be funny if I was assaulted by you.)
I'm trying to keep her in check by making the first move before she can, but I don't want to think about what will happen if she doesn't back down after this.
(Does she hate me so much that she would do this?)
(...The food, clothing, and shelter should be good. I even prepared an environment where she could continue her work as a book merchant.)
(Even so, is she worried about the rumors spreading and affecting her chances of finding a lover?)
(Well, I was the one who intentionally spread them.)
There's no way the woman could hear the complaints brewing inside my head --- The woman, who had been behaving herself up until this point, suddenly climbs onto my lap.
My heart nearly stopped.
Emma: If that's how you feel, Prince Azel, then I have an idea too.
(Stop.... please stop it)
My prayers were in vain as she embraced me, our wet bodies overlapping with each other.
The vivid sensation of soft curves against me made me dizzy.
Azel: You... you're going all out, aren't you?
Emma: Yes, I am. This is a desperate attack.
The woman's face pressed against my neck, her breath ghosting over my skin.
I wanted to praise myself for not pushing her away immediately.
(Damn it... I was already trying so hard not to touch you.)
I desperately held back my hands, which were about to move if I let my guard down.
Emma: ...You hate it, right? Say you hate it, quickly.
Azel: Shall we have an endurance contest? To see who says they hate it first.
Emma: ...I-It seems this isn't enough...
A woman pushed to the edge is a fearsome thing. Trembling with shame, she nibbled at my neck, her clumsy movements fanning the flames.
(It can't be helped... This is force majeure.)
(It's not my fault. You were the one who touched me first.)
The hand that was resting on her waist slid up her back, caressing her damp skin.
Emma: ah.....
Azel: See, if you don't surrender, things will get out of hand.
(Please surrender quickly.)
My fingertips, sliding along her side, gradually neared the swell of her breast.
I forced a gap between our bodies and slipped my hand in, about to touch the tip when—
Emma: Prince Azel...
Emma: Why won't you let me go?
Her voice, so faint it was almost inaudible, reached my ears.
Emma: ...If there was a woman who could act as a deterrent for other women in my place, would you let me go?
Azel: There is no such woman.
Emma: I'll find one.
Azel: No, I won't allow it.
(I never planned to bring any women into the harem in the first place.)
(...I only let you in because I thought I could tolerate you...)
Having a shield against women is convenient, but it's not something I can't live without.
If she—if Emma leaves the harem, I have no intention of ever taking another woman in.
Emma: If we stay together like this, I'll start to get the wrong idea.
Emma: You say you want to keep women away, yet you're always clinging to me, Prince Azel...
Azel: I'll add an extra charge for defamation.
Emma: It's true.
Emma: ...If we stay together like this, I'll probably fall in love with you.
(...)
(...........)
(So that's the real reason you want to leave the harem.)
Even though I welcomed her into the harem, I have no intention of loving Emma.
I don't love her now, either.
However, being liked by her isn't exactly unpleasant.
Azel: That's extremely inconvenient.
Emma: Ah... wait a—
I moved my fingers, which had originally been still, and lightly squeezed the tip of her breast.
As I teased her in the bath, the breaths that touched my skin grew ragged.
Azel: But... I could make a special exception for you.
Azel: I shall graciously accept your affections for me.
Emma: A...Nn...Prince Azel...
Emma: Prince Azel...what about you?
Whether intentional or not, her lower abdomen, clearly coated in a nectar different from the bathwater, pressed against me.
Azel: Of course, I don't like you, nor do I love you.
Emma: ...I'm running away tonight after all.
Azel: No, you're not.
Emma: Ah...!
To prevent her from escaping, I slid my hand down towards her legs, my fingers collecting a mixture of bathwater and nectar.
When I stimulated her with my fingers, she couldn't keep up her bravado any longer. Sweet moans echoed through the room, accompanied by the splashing sounds of the agitated bathwater.
Her nails dug into my shoulders, and although I felt the pain, it strangely didn't bother me.
Emma: Even though you don't love me...n...why are you doing this...? Ah...
Azel: Indeed I am.
Emma: Don't tell me you do this with everyone—
Azel: Don't say such horrifying things.
(It's only you, of course.)
As if to scold her, I slid my finger deeper, swirling it inside. Her body tightened around me, trembling.
I moved to embrace Emma, who had gone limp, but...our eyes met first.
Emma, languid but sitting up, cupped my cheek in her hand.
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Our lips met briefly, then parted.
Emma: ...Only me?
Azel: ..........So what?
Emma: You don't love me, right?
Azel: Right, you're just a deterrent for other women.
As I said this, I wrapped my arm around the back of Emma's head and pulled her closer.
As if to fill the void, I sealed her lips with mine, greedily taking in her sweet breaths.
(I don't love you.)
(This is just a physical phenomenon, I don't like you.)
(...I don't like you, but...)
When I released her wet lips, Emma smiled.
For some reason, her expression was full of joy, and my heart made a strange sound again.
Emma: It's hard to believe you don't love me after that...
Azel: ...Shut up.
(I'll never admit it.)
(If I admit it... even if you seriously want to escape from here, I won't be able to let you go.)
Whether aware of my worries or not, our wet bodies pressed closer together with another kiss.
I felt like the temperature of the bathwater had suddenly risen.
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—Since that incident in the bath, Emma's attitude clearly changed.
Azel: You've stopped saying you're going to run away.
Emma: Because I know a greedy god like you won't let me.
Emma: Besides, I'm satisfied now that I know how you feel, Prince Azel.
(...Not good.)
Her carefree smile overlapped with the smile she showed before I confined her to the harem—
Feeling somewhat irritated, I embraced her, hiding my expression.
Azel: Don't misunderstand, I don't love you.
Azel: ...I don't love you, but don't go anywhere.
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FIN
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fluffypurpleglitterdemon · 8 months ago
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"There was suddenly a disturbance in the crowd; it seemed a young member of the nursing staff had suddenly started beating up patients out of the blue, and now others were joining in the brawl."
...Hong-er?
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vroomvroomwee · 1 year ago
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Crowley is Lucifer
(Ok I know some of you don't believe this theory but I highly suggest you give this a quick read anyway. I tried to make it short and easy and I'll be going chronologically, from s1 all through s2)
- First, let's get this out of the way, Lucifer and Satan aren't neccesarilly the same person. Even in the show the devil that appeared in s1 has only ever been reffered to as Satan, not even once as Lucifer.
- In the bible Lucifer was the one to tempt Eve with the apple, and who do we know that does that in the show. Crowley is literally THE snake from Eden.
- An obvious one perhaps, but the red hair is also a giveaway
- In the bible Jesus was tempted by the devil for 30 days, in the show Crowley says "I showed him all the kingdoms of the world", so that's another role Lucifer has that Crowley had in the show
- It's well known (even mentioned in the Sandman) that Lucifer was the most beautiful of all angels, and our demon is played by no other than David Tennant
Now on to season 2 because there's a LOT to unpack here
- He litterally started the engine of the universe which was one of Lucifers roles
- He's the first to say "let there be light", which is pretty fucking huge since that is Gods line
- "I worked closely with upstairs on it" even in the first scene they're telling us Crowley is an angel of very very high rank
- He fell for asking questions, which is litterally what Lucifer fell for, for questioning God. This in and of itself should be a pretty big indicator. "I only ever asked questions"
- Shax: "a miracle of enourmous power only the mightiest of archangels can perform"
Crowley: "How do you know I didn't do it"
And Shax just... doesn't counter that. She looks even skeptical, as if it COULD be a possibility, unlike Uriel who says to Aziraphale don't excpect us to believe you did it. Shax litterally doesn't shut the option down which confirms Crowley has the power not only of an archangel but of the mightiest kind
- In the bookshop with Gabriel/Jim he says "I don't remember. It [gravity] seemed like a good idea when we were all talking about it"
- "You're welcome to come in, you might even spot an archangel" don't tell me this was Crowley just egging Shax on and not being sneaky
- The fact that he could sense the demons coming. "Somethings wrong""It's coming in waves", when Aziraphale couldn't. It could be a demon thing but we saw Sandalphon, an archangel of lower rank, in the first season mention "something smells evil" so obviously angels can sense demons too, they just have to be powerful enough. And keep in mind Sandalphon was already in the book shop for quite some time, Crowley sensed them even before they had arrived (he also sensed the hell hound who was some fucking miles away)
- The.fucking.folder. "You have to be a throne or dominion above" and this dude opens these clasified documents like it's nothing. If this isn't an indicator of his high position as an angel I don't know what is.
- He's worked with Saraqael, another very high ranking angel
- "I'm the only first order archangel in the room"... and the camera imediately pans to Crowley, and for anyone who's read the book and watched the show you know that rarely anything is coincidental
- When the Metatron says they can't lose another prince of heaven. This... this fucking line. So it's relatively well known that Gabriel and Lucifer are brothers, and if Gabriel is one of the princes of heaven I wonder who the other one could be. "Two princes of heaven". And the Metatrons words were very careful, he doesn't say lost as in heaven can't find him, he says it in the context that they won't be sending Gabriel to hell since they won't lose another prince to downstairs
- In the bookshop when no one can identify the Metatron he turns to Crowley who imediately recognises him. Now you have this dude, who's literally on top of the angel hierarchy and is responsible for running heaven and the connection to God themself, surrounded by archangels and a principality you spoke to face to face with just a few years ago and... none of them can tell who you are, the only one who does is the literal demon. That tells us that Crowley has not only seen him in this form, but has probably worked with the Metaron himself personally. "Always asking damn fool questions", 10 million angels and he remembers what this one particular angel was like 6000 years ago
- Crowley is also very reluctant to reveal his identity as an angel. Now if he were just an ordinary angel of no real significance he wouldn't have a problem revealing his name, but... if his name was one that's the literal representation of all evil in this world, then it is understandable he keeps it a secret, in fear he might scare Aziraphale away
- And I wanted to leave the best for last. So you remember in the book when Crowley has to sign his name to start Armaggedon, and Hastur tells him "no, your real name" after which he reluctantly writes it. Now in the book we never see him write anything, but in the show we see him write a sygil, something that looks very mich like an L. An L... A FUCKING L. And now I wonder how this theory didn't come up sooner.
(Also he can fucking stop time, like dafuq)
Edit:
- "Oh looky here it's Lucifer and the guys" we all thought he was talking about someone else, he's just refferencing things other angels have said about HIM. FUCK
- I keep seing people saying Crowleys memories were wiped because he couldn't remember Saraqael and Furfur. But I think people forget, demons lie. He's lying to make them think he's not that angel they worked with, that he's not Lucifer. (In season 1 we hear him a few times refferencing his life as an angel, so he does remember most of it)
- Also saying if the Raphael theory were true then as showrunners they would have mentioned him somewhere for those not that familiar with the bible (or don't read much fanfiction). The refferences for Crowleys past are so so vague that it would be too sudden and confusing if he were Raphael. But there is one name that everyone is familiar with, no matter who you are how old you are or where you're from, a name that needs no introduction.
Edit 2:
- Back to him being the most beautiful angel, I don't think it was ever quite explained how every single demon when they're in hell looks... awful, but Crowley doesn't. Beelzebub has the spores all over their face, Hastur the maggots and the sh-, Dagon the scales etc. But Crowley doesn't, not even when he's in hell, he's always just so, well, pretty.
- I saw a few people asking about how Lucifer started the rebellion and Crowley wouldn't do that. I think it's the same Crowley who wouldn't get stuck in traffic after creating the M25, or the same Crowley that wanted to call Aziraphale after bringing down the entire London network, "you told them you invented the spanish inquisition, and started the second world war""so the humans beat me to it that's not my fault", "so all this is your demonic work?""no, the humans thought it up themselves nothing to do with me"
- Also I think Satan's in charge of hell not Crowley the same way the Metatron's in charge of heaven and not Gabriel (and who can very easily demote angels if he so wishes)
Edit 3:
- like some of you pointed out Lucifer is also known/means Light-bringer. And Crowley was the first to say "let there be light."
- The file he opens with Muriel is Gabriels file, a class A archangel, so if he knows the password to that it means that either he's on the same level as Gabriel, or above him.
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lotusarchon · 1 month ago
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hiii! I was wondering if I could request MK having a crush on his coworker?? For example like- Reader works as a waiter in pigsys and Mk admires them a little too much
Can you make it spicy too in a way?? Sorry if that sounds demanding 😭😭
Yhank you!! Have a nice day<333
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waiter, waiter! one serving of my heart, please (mk x reader)
content warnings: gender neutral reader, second pov (you/your), reader and Pigsy's relationship is strictly professional/no solid relationships between them, mk is in love
author's notes: twas a bit hesitant to write this cause it kinda reminded me of an asshole i once met in my older server bleghhhhh :< also sorry, i couldn't make it spicy agh
MK remembered when you first walk through the door. It was another Tuesday afternoon, bored out of his mind after another day of delivering noodles and saving the city. He'd only just returned, filling in Tang about the demons he came across while Pigsy made something in the kitchen.
And you were there. A bit dull-eyed compared to what MK remembered, but still wearing that smile he'd grown so fond of. You'd raised your hand in greeting, asking for the owner of the establishment you'd enter.
He remembered being too dazed to really focus on the conversation. All he knew was that he'd call for Pigsy, then spent the next hour or so watching you from a corner. It wasn't until you had taken your leave did he realize to ask, and he turned to Pigsy for answers.
“Oh, don't look at me like that.” Pigsy had sighed, sliding a bowl of freshly cooked noodles towards him. “You've been busier than ever with your training. And since we don't want a repeat of last time―” Last time meaning the clone incident. He still couldn't get over obese Delivery Clone trying to eat Pigsy… “―I figured a helping hand around here would do the trick.”
MK pretended to pout. “So you're replacing me?”
“No, dumbass.” Pigsy threw a wet cloth at Tang. It landed with ease, and the scholar whined. “Just that you don't have to stress too much about not doing enough around here. (Name)’ll work in your free time, and you theirs.”
It didn't seem like too bad of an arrangement. There were days he couldn't be around, swamped with training or some monster that wouldn't leave the city alone, and Pigsy would need an extra hand to help around. He could've asked Mei though, but he figured that the pig demon also wanted to offer employment to anyone in need of it.
It's just that, while MK had eaten his noodles and stared through the window to past the time, he really thought you were interesting, and the plans Pigsy had meant that, most likely, neither of you would get to speak together.
And that sucked. Because, once MK had the idea (and mere audacity, to quote a certain hot tempered bull prince) of befriending someone, not even the Buddha could pry the thought from his head.
Which in turn, lead to certain events, as of now. Hanging around during his own breaks to catch a mere glimpse of you, trying to play off the ‘cool’ hero act only to have his own staff knock him over in the process, god awful flirting attempts (seriously, those lines were bad bad), to name a few of the things he'd done. That wasn't even mentioning the times he accidentally held you up during rush hour, earning a scolding from Pigsy and customers that were completely rude to you and made MK feel so guilty in the aftermath.
With that last one, you'd think that such behavior would be enough to put anyone off. No sane adult liked getting yelled at for actions that weren't their fault, especially from their boss.
By the gods, you were a literal saint. And MK would be damn well lying if he said he wasn't head over heels in love, and that was saying something.
But, no. You still smiled at MK every morning when clocking in for work, and you still laughed at his bad jokes and horrible flirting lines. The rare off chance you two spoke, you were always so nice, not even bringing up the fact he'd gotten you into so much trouble over and over again.
“You're going on your lunch break?” He asked, waiting outside for you to show your face once again. Today had been his day off, but with Mei busy and the city surprisingly peaceful for the time, what better way to spend it than with you?
The question was a bit…too obvious, honestly. Of course you'd be going on your lunch break at this hour, how would he not know when he worked for Pigsy at the same time?? Plus, it's not like he hadn't hassled Pigsy before about your work hours and the time you'd take your breaks so…
You raised your head and glanced at him, nodding slightly. “Yes. Would you like to join me?”
In his head, MK was jumping for joy. He had been planning on asking you if he should join, but then you went right ahead and invited him first. This was progress at its finest, and MK was nabbing at this opportunity faster than lightning.
Just as quickly, he responded, “I mean, if you wouldn't mind me, I don't mind! Like, if you want me, haha….”
He could imagine Mei looking down at him in disappointment. <Seriously, confidence is key. You're the Monkie Kid, what do you have to be worried about!?
That was easy for her to say! She was always cool, unlike MK who'd embarassing himself in front of you so many times….
Lost in thought, he hadn't realized you'd stopped walking until he nearly tripped over a table. You had the kindness to grab at him before he fell, offering your sweet, signature smile while he took a seat, nervously laughing.
“So….”
“So…”
How awkward. MK played with his sleeves, watching you pop open a box of noodles from Pigsy and eat. How the fuck do you even start conversations again?
As if you read his mind, you raised your head and gave him another smile. How he wished he had a notebook and pen around, if only to sketch you with such a peaceful expression.
“You can speak, if you'd like,” you said assuringly, picking up a mushroom from your bowl. MK was never a fan of vegetables, but watching you stick it into your mouth made him wonder if he should try eating some. “I'll listen. ‘kay?”
So thoughtful. “O..okay…”
And boy did MK speak. He chattered endlessly about anything that came to mind, gauging how you reacted carefully. Sometimes, you'd finish chewing to comment or too, other times, your expression would change with whatever he was talking about, nodding along in agreement with his peeves and then shaking your head when someone else supposedly did him wrong.
At some point, he'd completely trailed off topic, staring at your lips wrapped around your chopstick. He was technically still yapping, except that now―
“What did you just say?”
He blinked.
What…..what had he been talking just now? Was it something that upsetted you!? Fuck, he's such an idiot, allowing his mouth to blabber―
“You…like me?”
….
MK stood to bolt.
It turned out you were a lot faster than you gave him credit for. You had already grabbed him by the collar, yanking him backwards and onto the seat―this time, next to you.
“MK.”
Dear god, he wanted to disappear. Why hadn't Monkey King taught him one of his 72 transformations?? Fleeing from this situation would be a whole lot faster….
“MK.” You repeated his name, turning his head to look at you. “I heard you, you know.”
MK sighed. “Listen, I'm so sorry―”
“Why? Who said I didn't like you too?”
“―like, I know, I know, you're not here for relationships or any of that sort, and I shouldn't―what did you just say?”
You smiled slightly. “I said, I like you too.”
“Oh.”
“...”
“...”
And then MK fainted.
“MK? Are you alright?”
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LET'S ENJOY GREEK MYTH RETELLINGS AND STORIES BUT NOT TAKE ALL OF THEM SERIOUSLY
You know, I really have to say this.
I don't think that Greeks, Hellenistic Pagans and other people who know Greek Mythology would be as frustrated as they are today if people DIDN'T TAKE MODERN SOURCES DEPICTING GREEK MEDIA AS ALWAYS ACCURATE.
Bear with me now.
All right, so, we all know about Percy Jackson.
And PJO was basically the Greek God make or break of its time and it broke the Greek Gods. Greeks and Hellenistic Pagans had the unfortunate experience of being bombarded with false, incorrect interpretations and thoughts about their deities.
And we have to remember here that to these Hellenistic Pagans, their gods are as sacred to them as God is to Christians. Maybe they wouldn't kill people over their gods, an added bonus, but we must respect the fact that they worship the gods and we must be respectful of Greek Gods when interacting with them.
See, I'm not saying that you can't be lighthearted. You can joke around and all that-it's just that actually hating and condemning the Greek Gods shouldn't be done when you're interacting with their worshippers.
Now that I'm done with that, well, Rick Riordan fucked up with Greek Mythology big time. Making Athena have children, HIS MISOGYNY. THERE ARE ENTIRE TAGS DEDICATED TO RICK'S MISOGYNY, NOT JUST OF HIS FEMALE CHARACTERS BUT OF ACTUAL ANCIENT GREEK GODDESSES. If I did a whole essay on his misogyny, I'd have to make multiple posts.
Rick done fucked up with them. I do not have to be the first person to tell you that.
HOWEVER, I am obligated to say that any author is freely able to portray the Greek Gods as they want (unfortunately at times).
And so Rick is free to interpret them how he likes.
Let's also remember that Rick thought terribly of the Gods and their worshippers when he was writing Percy Jackson and the other series.
Of course, he HAS changed for the better. Now he's more respectful of Pagans and has apologised, which is nice, but I just thought I'd let you know.
See, now we can accept and criticise Rick's writing, but before-
Well, before, it was absolutely awful for Greeks and Hellenistic Pagans. I mean, it's still awful, but it was more awful back then because almost nobody criticised Percy Jackson about depicting Greek Gods terribly. Everyone said that Greek Gods were American and belonged to America-ugh, that was horrible. It's absolutely appalling to do that, no less to Greeks themselves. People ranted about how horrible the gods were.
And I mean yes, the Greek Gods could be awful by modern standards, but we need to remember two things-
The Greek Gods were based on an ANCIENT SOCIETY with DIFFERENT MORAL STANDARDS. Judging them by modern moral standards isn't going to do anything.
The actions of the gods were SYMBOLIC, NOT LITERAL.
a) Artemis' cruelty towards humans? That's the cruelty of nature towards him. Artemis was a nature goddess and she hunted and resided in the wild.
b) Dionysus being kind and charming but also mad and ruthless at times? Well, that's what wine does. It can make people funny and charming to a point, but it also drives people mad and makes them violent.
c) Hades kidnapping Persephone? Well, Hades represents death, and that's what death does-it rips children from their parents' arms. Also, it signifies the fact that daughters and mothers did not have a say in their marriage, the father could give the girl away to any man in those times. Demeter actually being able to get Persephone back was a comfort to grieving mothers.
d) Zeus cheating on Hera multiple times?
There are multiple explanations for this one.
First, kings and princes often claimed to be descendants of Zeus, so Zeus was said to have many affairs with royal mortal women so that their claims to divine lineage could be accurate.
Second, Zeus' rain represented fecundity and fertility. As I said above, the actions of the gods are symbolic and they represent their domains, so he had multiple affairs and loads of children to signify his fertility.
Third, the Greek Gods were based on Ancient Greek society where multiple men took concubines and lovers. And Zeus did this too, because he was a king!
e) Hera punishing the lovers and bastards? That's what queens did to some concubines for revenge, since they couldn't take it out on the king.
It's all either symbolic or based on Ancient Greece. The gods that humanity created were based on those times, and they were created millennia ago, when things were different in nearly every way possible.
Anyway, what I'm trying to tell you is that we're allowed to have fun with these stories and retellings that include Greek Mythology, but if you really want correct information on Greek gods, go and read the myths and the compositions of Ancient Greek poets and playwrights (Homer, Hesiod, etc).
Because many people, when reading these modern retellings and the like, think that they are actually real mythological information and accordingly spew nonsense.
People call Apollo 'Asspollo' and harass his worshippers because of one incorrect comic that came out in 2018. Apollo never raped Persephone.
And people also view famous figures like Odysseus and Achilles incorrectly because of incorrect translations that don't correctly capture the original and CERTAIN RETELLINGS (cough-Madeline Miller-COUGH)
And there are so many more examples I could give, but then this would be too long to post.
See, it's not that the writers completely rip the original lore out. They keep a lot of it, but they also add in some incorrect information. And sometimes this isn't that bad or malicious, it's just incorrect.
So if you're not sure about whether something in a retelling or story depicting Greek Gods is true, you should search it up online or ask someone who knows.
Because Greeks and Hellenistic Pagans are constantly frustrated at how their gods are portrayed and that everyone just takes the retellings as mythologically correct.
TLDR Greek mythology retellings can be fun for you to read but don't take all of the info in them as mythologically correct. You can be lighthearted about the Greek Gods but please don't actually loathe or mock them with others who believe in them and worship them. If you're not sure about info in a retelling or story, then search it up or ask someone you know.
There are multiple blogs on tumblr who can tell you more information about the actual Greek Gods and they're pretty nice about it too, so don't be too afraid.
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flowery-mess · 2 months ago
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Midnights of October🍁🧡🎃
October 27th
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Family trip to Disneyland [dad!Noah]
warnings: parenthood, Noah pictured as a girl dad
author's note: watch the video at the end🥹 Thea, or Dorothea, is name that I gave this fictional daughter😊
taglist: @concreteangel92 @sorrowsofsilence @lma1986 @stardustsirenmelody @dream-machine-love @mrsnoahsebastian (let me know if you want to be tagged or deleted!😊)
Midnights of October masterlist
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I bet this would be one of the cutest family days ever
Baby girl Thea has Noah wrapped around her finger all the time, but in Disneyland? All it takes is her to look at something and he's taking his card out
Minnie ears? Got it
Princess dress? Gets her like theee of them because she can't pick just one
Fairytale books? Give him 10, because books are good right
Snacks? Every single one, even if she can't finish them, because that gives snacks also to you, and Noah knows snacks are the way to his girls hearts
The day would start with big hotel breakfast, talking about all of the things you're going to see and do there
Your's and Noah's goal was to meet Ariel at some point, because Thea will burn the whole place down if she doesn't meet her favorite princess
You'd think she'd want to wear Ariel costume, but she doesn't want to be her, she wants to be her best friend, so...
You bought her the fishie costume, Flounder, months ago when you were planning for this trip and she insisted with wearing it for breakfast too
She would be really careful to not spill anything on it, and you'd watch her with terrified eyes everytime something looked like it's gonna drop, because if that happened you'd have to pay the hotel staff to get it washed and dried and it would just delay the whole plan
While Noah would be watching her with heart eyes the whole time
Noah would be the kind of dad that takes pictures and videos of EVERYTHING Thea does
And if you think you two would get away with not dressing up you'd be crazy
So as I was saying Ariel is the favorite princess here...
Noah would be dressed up as prince Eric, obviously
And you, get ready, Sebastian the crab
Noah would have a blast with seeing you in all red with gloves in the shape of pincers (??) and head band with eye balls
"Just laugh at me, find your Ariel and leave me alone to die alone." you'd say
Or the typical question "Would you love me even if I was a crab?"
"Yeah, I could take you anywhere in my pocket." he'd say like it's the most normal thing ever
Back to the Disneyland we go
You and Noah would spend the whole day pointing at Thea in her costume saying "Look how her tail wiggles."
Peak of the day - meeting Ariel of course
Thea saw her and took off
Thank god Ariel has red hair, when you spotted her you hoped Thea was with her
And she was, hugging her already when you and Noah caught up with them
In that moment you and Noah did not exist for her
Thea spun around to show the princess her costume and then remembered her parents
"Oh and look at my mummy she's Sebastiand and daddy is the prince!" she said excitedly while pointing at you both
You and Noah didn't know how to act, being both introverts and uncomfortable, sending panicked looks to each other
But Thea didn't even give you space to say something as she started babbling something to Ariel again
You took pictures of her with Ariel, also all three of you with Ariel and then said your goodbyes
Honestly anything else after meeting Ariel didn't matter, because every few minutes Thea said "Can I see the pictures moooom?"
And "Can you send them to uncles? I want uncle Folio to see my fishie costume dad!"
You'd get something for dinner and then gathered with everyone else to see the fireworks
But meeting Ariel was probably so tiring that Thea fell asleep on Noah's shoulder halfway through
She continued with her peacefull sleep the whole way to your hotel room
You and Noah stood at the end of the bed as you watched Thea sleeping with her plush fishie and small smile on her face
In that moment you knew you and Noah did good with this whole family and parenthood thing you were scared of
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literatureloverx · 4 months ago
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One of the things I find curious about Fyodor is that in the latest bsd guidebook, he describes himself as the color white like his hometown's snow. Fyodor still remembers his hometown, after all he's gone through and after all this time. And he describes himself as the color white like its snow. That with his character's disconnect from people, makes me very excited for when Asagiri decides to reveal his character's backstory. Of course he probably means snow in a more way of "purity" than sentimentalism for his hometown itself but omg he mentions his hometown which is something enough. Not "like snow" which would convey purity enough but "like the snow from my hometown". Maybe it's because he found his faith there? Maybe he just wants to pay respect to where he was birthed? Idk but there's much to theorize. What are your thoughts?
-🎪 anon
I agree, 🎪-anon!♥️
I don’t know if it’s because he found his faith there, but I think that is very likely and seems reasonable.
However, I also believe he was born into a religious family to begin with. I’ve thought through other aspects as well. Let me break it down for you:
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Purity and Fyodor’s inner moral code:
Fyodor describing himself as the color white, especially like the snow from his hometown, speaks volumes. It hints at his complex inner moral code—he engages in dark actions under the belief that they serve a greater good.
This idea of “purity” contrasts sharply with his behavior. But does it?
In my humble opinion, he is well aware that what he does is evil, but his inner moral depiction is influenced by Machiavellian tendencies.
He does whatever he needs to do to cleanse humanity of their sins. Therefore, his actions reflect Machiavellian principles.
In short: the ends justify the means (The Prince by Niccolò Machiavelli).
I’m imagining it like this: God has given him the enormous power of being immortal—never truly able to die.
God also gifted him with an intelligence that is above any other human being.
This means he must be someone important.
This means he is meant to be the rightful hand of God, tasked with creating a world that is worthy of God’s beauty.
Therefore, he wishes to help God’s creations, cleansing them and this sinful world of all their sins.
This is one reason why he says that he likes all humanity equally. Because he really does.
They are all the same to him—fools who could do better. Fools that could be worthy of God’s perfect world.
What fascinates me the most about him is that, even though he is doing all of this out of pure self-assurance and his own complex inner moral compass, he still claims that he is doing it for the whole world. And I believe he does.
I can totally see this being his ultimate end in the future.
His Hometown and it’s significance for him:
By referencing his hometown, he reveals a more humane side to himself.
If you haven't already, l'd recommend you read THIS and THIS posts of mine, where I explained very clearly how I perceive Fyodor's humane side.
It shows that he yearns for connection and perhaps misses the simplicity and innocence of his past.
This duality makes him such a fascinating character, caught between his dark pursuits and the remnants of his humanity.
Imagine feeling like, or even knowing that you're "the chosen one," only to end up isolated, dehumanized, and lonely, with nothing to hold onto but your belief in your God.
You can't die, because the only way for you to do so is by your own hands, which is considered the greatest sin.
You can't die. Not until you take your own life.
How deep must his religious beliefs run for him to be this dedicated to his goal, mentally able to endure and live for hundreds, maybe thousands of years?
This made me so emotional. I want to give him a hug. My precious love.♥️
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myunghology · 5 months ago
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NOWAY SO UM, i was thinking of a prompt and then i remembered i haven’t seen this theme on ritsu so…
maybe a fic of knight!ritsu and reader being a princess/prince :3?
i have like two ideas for the fic, you can choose the one you like; the first time they meet or being in a secret relationship
Or maybe mix both 👀… ( /j but if you want oke :3 )
and em that’s all, i like your fics and smau, I’m your biggest fan wuuuu :3
✦ — REWRITE, IGNITE, RESTART.
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summary a normal day in a royal highschool, you find yourself seeking warmth of a young knight, despite meeting him for the „first” time.
pairings ritsu sakuma x gender neutral! reader, ft knights <3, prince/ss x knight au!
warnings none!! wee bit of an ever after high au but i just stole the 'royal and rebel' group things for inspo HAHHA
a/n if only.
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Right. How cliché. A school that seperates students from their origins.. You would complain, but it's not like you could do anything about it. You've made friends here, anyways.
Students separated into two groups— one's with direct Royal status, and one's far from it— or one's who usually served for them. This sounds scandalous, but it really isn't.
Take your friends for example! Tsukasa Suou, the next heir to his family. Of course he was bound to be famous for it. You were also included in that group— the only child of a queen! Obviously, you were close with Suou.
Hmm, yes. Him and his friend group of Knights. And one princess. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have a small girl crush on Arashi.
— "I have never said that! What on earth are you babbling about?!" You snap out if your thoughts as you hear the young heirs voice from across the school's halls, he seems to be arguing with one of his friends again, your eye twitching from the sudden noise.
You approach the noise, seeing the short ex-king, now bound to be a knight. And the up and coming king, Ah. What an old sight. Tsukasa Suou and Leo Tsukinaga, as always.
"Suo~ I was just kidding! You always take jokes seriously.. You're such a killjoy!" Leo growls at him as Tsukasa closes his eyes, as if bracing for impact. My God, don't they get tired from bickering all day?
You feel fingers hands tap you on your shoulder, you turn around and see Arashi standing in front of you. And thus— you can't hold in your complaint anymore.
"Don't they get tired from arguing all day? I feel like I want to shit myself from how much they do it. It's the fifth time this week and it's Wednesday!" You whine, making the young princess in front of you giggle.
"You'll get used to it soon enough," She teases playfully, as the sight unfolds, Sena ironically joining the argument. You sigh, whilst Arashi shakes her head and changes the topic.
"Anyway, love, have you seen Ritsu?" She asks, as you try to hide the visible blush on your face. "No.. Didn't see him in alchemy classes today, actually." You answer, pouting.
"You miss your husband, don't you?" She laughs at your pout, but somehow still managing to tease you. "Don't even... My own parents don't even know that me and Ritsu know each other." You complain internally.
The princess tilts her head, "Seriously?" She asks in pity, your pout slowly getting more visible, as she takes that as a 'yes'.
The day passes by quickly, you find yourself seeking for the young Knight. As a response— you end up going to his favorite sleeping places.
Haaa..~ the young Sakuma. Always wandering around. No wonder why this guy was distantly related to the Cheshire Cat. He was almost exactly like him.
The sun is almost about to set, the school's yard still looking as beautiful as it's always been. You've usually found Ritsu here when he wasn't in classes, I mean.. Who wouldn't? It's gorgeous.
You feel a hand cover your eyes, a frown plastering your face before a voice perks up. "Guess who?"
What a familiar voice. Wow, who could it be?
"Ritsu. I'll kill you." You scowl at him as the male scoff, removing his hand. "Language," Ritsu warned, before ruffling your hair, messing it up slightly.
"I'm sorry, my prince/ss. Do you want me to give you my lap for your royal nap needs? Want a pillow? A blanket, too?"
Ritsu could not be more sarcastic and teasing if he tried.
"What do you mean, 'Language'? I didn't even swear." A tired groan comes out of your lips as you say that, making him laugh. "What's up? You wanted to find me, no?"
". . . . Nuh uh."
"Hah."
"I'm gonna go back home for summer break. You coming with me?" You ask, raising an eyebrow slightly. Ah. That's what it was.
"So.. To put it in words, you're leaving me?" Ritsu asks, cocking his head to the side, replicating your eyebrow raise. "I literally just asked you if you wanted to stay with me." You huff, turning away from him.
"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah..." He whined, tugging on your hand before you got too far away. As if he already knew you were about to walk away.
"You'll get lost without me. And you'll get into trouble. Don't do that. You're mine, remember?" If anything, Ritsu couldn't stand boredom. He would rather spend his time with his prince/ss than lay around alone and have nothing to do.
"You're usually the one who gets me into trouble." You retort, trying to pull away from his grip, but it was already inevitable.
"... True... true..." He muses, a smirk spreading across his face as he kept his grip on you. "But you love me, remember?"
Ah yes. How could one forget Ritsu's insufferable teasing?
"Unfortunately." A pout plastered on your face, the knight letting out another scoff, shaking his head.
Ritsu gave you a teasing, slightly mocking gasp as he pretended to be offended at such a dry response. "You wound me. Here I am, trying to be a loving, supportive boyfriend, and you're giving me a unfortunately? Where's the 'I love you too?' or the I love you more?'" He groaned dramatically, putting his hand to his forehead.
"You aren't answering my question." Deadpanning, glaring at him as he sighs and caves in. "I can't.." He mutters unexpectedly, making your eyes widen.
That was a rare answer.
The male offers to take you back to your palace, a pout placed on your face the whole way there. Seeing this chance— Ritsu obviously teased you the whole way home.
The sun sets quickly and you're already back, your eye twitching once you hear from your mother to get changed into something proper, as something important came up.
You were now standing, right in the middle of the great hall with your parents, head tilted in confusion.
Until—
"Ah, yes! [Name], my darling," Your mother calls out, before continuing. "We've hired someone new for you— to keep you safe. After what happened before.. I wouldn't even dare to let you out our sight!" She exaggerates, making your head tilt.
"So.. Who's gonna be following me around this time?" You ask, sucking in a sharp breath through your teeth before a smooth voice interrupts you— your eyes widening.
"I'm sorry I'm late. Wouldn't be so much of a knight if I was late to meeting you, now would I?" You freeze as a familiar voice comes from behind you as you quickly turn around, seeing the same black haired male you once saw earlier.
Your dad smiles unknowingly, "Ritsu Sakuma, he's gonna be by your side 24/7, from now on!" You laugh sheepishly, before retorting. "Not in my sleep too, right?"
"Do you want me to?" He hums right next to your ear, making you shiver. "No- I just.."
"Relax, [Name]. Me and your mother will go out for just a short amount of time, so he'll be here to keep you safe for the time being." Your father says— in a rather calm voice. "I can take care of myself.."
"Sure you can."
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myunghology: part 2 when hahahah idk bro
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pigfacedbitch · 1 year ago
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Dating Hort of Bloodbrook
summary : general headcanons of dating Hort while being the princess of Camelot.
word count : 0.7k
type : headcanons
pairing/s involved : Hort x Reader, Sibling! Tedros x Reader
warning/s : discrimination against Nevers and Evers.
here is my masterlist!
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Note : I know this is late but this has been on my unfinished works since the movie came out. I fell in love with Hort, he is so cute and loyal to Sophie 🥹. I haven't read the books but I might soon when I need to escape reality again.
You will likely be a year younger than Tedros.
Because of the heir and the spare™.
I know it sounds bad but some rulers actually do those.
Tedros is extremely overprotective over you, especially when Queen Guinevere ran away with Lancelot and King Arthur died.
He's like the typical older brother you see in movies; handsome, buff, (kind off) a meathead, and annoys you to know end.
Will also be the first one to come to your defense.
When you got to the School of Good, you were determined to destroy the image of being Tedros' little sister.
Which results to you preferring to be a hero in your own story than being a queen in someone else's.
As expected, you quickly became friends with Agatha.
Not afraid to stand up to those who think girls are inferior to boys.
While the other Evers found the Nevers horrible for being future villains, you have a neutral perspective towards them.
After all, the School of Good has many stuck up and vain students.
Meeting Hort was definitely a memory to remember. It was when Professor Dovey took the first years to the Wish Fish (Let's pretend Agatha didn't free them).
When you put your hand on the water and begin to think of a wish, you didn't feel the water swirling like Agatha told you she experienced,
Instead, it was hand that intertwines its finger with yours.
And it harshly pulled you down the water.
The girls' screams and the professor calling out your name in panic caught the boys and Tedros' attention, running to the 'rescue'.
Under the water, you see someone smiling at you, or at least that's what you hopes he's doing.
A Never named Hort, son of Captain Hook.
Tedros immediately pulled you out of the water, with Hort in tow.
The angry professor commands the nearby guards to bring him back to the School of Evil and how Lady Lesso will surely punish him.
"It seems like I'm your wish, my lady."
He expects you to be disgusted like the other Evers. To his surprise, you give him the sweetest smile he has ever seen in his life.
"That you are, Hort of Bloodbrook."
To say Hort is surprised was an understatement.
You didn't only smile at him but also knew his name.
Cupid's arrow struck him at that moment. His villainous smirk drops, staring at you with wide eyes as much as he could before they were out of sight.
Tedros, who saw the whole thing, was not pleased and gave you a warning on how Nevers can't be trusted.
After your encounter, Hort seeks you out more.
You didn't mind, he is an odd yet funny companion.
He also doesn't care for one's physical appearance like the girls do or how you're nothing but a pretty face with a royal title like most guys think.
He encourages you to be yourself, like Agatha does.
You two would get judgmental looks from both sides.
Sophie was pissed, not only because Hort was losing interest in her but being the princess of Camelot is everything she wants to be.
So is Tedros. And everyone else who sees you together.
Agatha is just worried and would remind you to keep your guard up.
But you enjoy each other's company, that's what matters.
Hort was in love with you the moment you met but it took you a longer time to realize your feelings for him.
You only told Agatha about it but Tedros overheard.
Believe me when I say that Tedros will demand you to be examined.
"She's not under any spells, my prince."
"Are you certain?"
"Oh my God, I love Hort and there's nothing you can do about it!"
Everyone in the hall heard you.
Silence before a giddy howl ensues.
Hort runs to you and gives the biggest hug you could ever receive.
Despite being initially embarrassed, you returned it.
Before he could kiss you like he always dreamed of, Tedros stops him.
He pulls out Excalibur and points its tip on Hort's neck. Your brother will mercilessly give the poor boy threats if he broke your heart or hurt you in any way. Agatha joined in without words, just sending a warning glare on his way.
Hort would be lowkey terrified but so happy at the same time.
I mean you love him back. He could take a fucking army if you command him to.
Lady Lesso and Professor Dovey would only look at each other in disbelief, worried for what happens next.
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a-very-sparkly-nerd · 6 months ago
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I want to say that Callum undoubtedly thinks Rayla is so freaking cool, but that isn't all. He makes it clear that he thinks she's awesome without disregarding any of her other traits. Not once when she puts herself down has he said "But you're ___" (at least that I remember, with the exception of Midnight Desert, which I could argue fits the rule if I wanted to) and that is EXACTLY what Rayla needs because she's never been the cool kid- she's a prodigy, but not cool (the girl Naruto runs and prefers being alone and/or training to hanging out with other kids, for gods' sake). But she's also never been cared for the way Callum does. He also (probably) knows that only results were cared about for Moonshadow elves, never merely efforts, and he always makes sure to compliment her on not only those, but everything because he doesn't just want to make her feel good, he likes making her smile and reminding her that she's so important. He surpasses needs she didn't know she had.
And Callum would expectedly be told he's awesome at stuff, being a prince and people wanting to gain favor (Soren is the exception. Shoutout to my baby boy), but Rayla has never lied to him about what she thinks of him. She's down to earth and she doesn't build him up to be things he's not, instead making him feel as amazing as he deserves about the things he is good at. And her desire to care for him and protect him doesn't come from a sense of duty the way it does from, say, the Crownguard, but from love that Callum never really got because he was always the one protecting Ezran, was distant with Harrow, and doesn't really remember Sarai. Rayla doesn't care about what he lacks, which is what everyone else seemed to care about. Everything she does for him is fueled by love, never duty.
Just- GODS, they're so perfect for each other WHILE simultaneously learning and growing and giving each other grace and I LOVE THEM OKAY-
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cruyuu · 3 months ago
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hii! are there any really good (and preferably long) sukuita fics that you like? love ur analyses btw and thank you ❤️
Hii anon! Sorry for a very, very late answer. I've been busy as hell and just chose to put this ask in the drafts and then forgot about writing out my answer.
I've already replied to one similar ask some time ago but since you're asking for my opinion and for them to be long, the list that I have in my head with my colorful commentary is under the cut. Hopefully, you'll find some of them as interesting as I did.
The Tale of the Peach Blossom Prince by ChumbalieWumbus
First fic I ever read for sukuita. Let's just say it blew me away with its attention to detail and worldbuilding. This fic isn't strictly just sukuita though, it's rather a sukumeji? (there's a polyamorous relationship between Sukuna, Uraume and Yuuji) fic. It's understandable to skip this if you're looking for strictly sukuita fics but I do suggest you give this a try since it's rather long and quite well done. As a Yuuji fan, I adore it personally. This fic also has some gorgeous fanart too! (Which I will unfortunately not link because it's featured at the end of the story and it will spoil major things regarding it). Now, my comments aside, short summary is: The Culling Games are happening. Yuuji fights someone (not Sukuna btw) and ends up traveling back in time to the Heian period. Chaos ensues.
All in all, I had a blast reading it and I recommend it heavily.
Ten Years and a Day series by EvilPeaches
This isn't really a chaptered fic but is a series of two fics sitting at 21k words so ofc I'll feature it here. It's the written out what if Sukuna wins? scenario where Yuuji remains alive which is a type of fic I had been hunting for at the beginning when I grew to love these two and this checked off all the boxes for me. It was practically wish fulfillment. Genuinely beautiful and harrowing and quite in character too which is a must for me.
I am a sucker for canon (and canon divergence) fics but if that's not what you're looking for then I highly recommend checking out No Eviction Notice by the same author too, which is a long AU and heavy on the plot (angsty as hell too, so beware).
Istrouma by trashygivency
An ongoing work but trust me it is so worth it. Like I said, I'm a sucker for canon and this fic delivers, especially because its set during the Culling Games arc, where the sukuita divorce is in place. Well, things take a turn and Sukuna and Yuuji magically reunite and walk through memories together. One thing leads to another and trust me, it's wild. It's a reincarnation AU and oh my god they were roommates past lovers with good characterization and a plot which centers on their forgotten then remembered past. My commentary can't do this fic justice so please check it out!
Blood & Snow by megumiblues
A breath of fresh air amidst the tragically-depraved (is that a word? lol) works I had been (and usually am) consuming of these two. If you're not that into tragedy, don't want them to ruin each other and tear at each other or don't want their love and union to have catastrophic or deadly consequences, this is your fic. It's still them in all their glory (yknow hate, Sukuna being a bastard, etc.) but surprisingly soft and beautiful. All I'm going to say is that the author did a good job at this AU, both with the plot and Sukuna and Yuuji's characterization. It actually made me shed a tear too so that's a big, big thumbs up for me.
Speaking of long-written soft sukuita...
I'm Sick Of You by Cogni_Diss
also makes the list! It's five chapters long and is also quite tame. It's funny, a bit sad but also quite beautiful. I adore this author and their take on these two idiots so make sure to check out their other works as well. As for the summary: This is a canon divergence fic and with each finger Yuuji swallows, Sukuna grows stronger but here swallowing something ancient has consequences unlike in canon. It's tooth-rotting fluff (with some angst, nothing severe tho) and these two terribly in-canon. Check! it! out! if you want a remedy to the heavy and hard ride these two can be.
Ok, now back to the dark side.
Collision by Serkerde
A genuinely, unfortunately ongoing but extremely interesting A/B/O AU fic where Sukuna is, put plainly, himself (a dick) and an Alpha. Slowest of burns with sukuita is a weird idea in an AU where everything seems to be driven by instinct. Or is that the case? Yuuji (and the modern world) would disagree. Basically: you have an Alpha who is one of a kind (called a Prime) and Yuuji who belongs to the dwindling numbers of Omega. Not your average ones ofc. A very heavy plot ensues with them slowly, slowly, veeery slowly falling for each other. The author has their own twist on the A/B/O Universe which is why this fic is an interesting recipe from the start. Throw in these two and you already have a divine meal cooking.
Also highly recommend checking out Should Immortality Be So Mortal and In Our Flesh series by the same author! I hold SIBSM and IOF series close to my chest because I adore how this author writes these two. <3
The Shape Of Our Souls by O_ToJoy
Another breathtaking (also ongoing fml but don't let that stop you), heavy on the plot with an interesting premise A/B/O AU story. It deals with the future and follows a non-linear narrative. Yuuji is an Omega who has kids with Alpha Sukuna and guess what? The merger happens in this fic. Trust me this fic is gorgeous and a blast. Everything is handled incredibly and passionately and I can't put into words how obsessed I was with this fic when I first found it (which was a couple of months ago). I still love it and have it in my 'read for later' for updates. The characterization (of all, not just Sukuna and Yuuji), the world-building, the plot... It's incredible truly.
Apotheosis series by cafedelmar
I love authors who vibe and just write, trying to unwind and explain the unexplainable and unattainable. Taking characters into their own hands and just going with the flow. Sukuna is a God in this series, the fics follow a non-linear narrative and are slightly AU-ish. It's all vibes basically but it's brilliantly written, heavily centered around Sukuna being something larger than what we've seen of him in canon. I love love love authors who can put the unexplainable into very clear-cut explainable and this author does it extremely well. Yuuji is Sukuna's vessel and this series is riding the Dark!Yuuji vibe (which is also one of my fav ideas) because sure, power is addicting itself and having a God entertain an idea of giving it to a weak-in-comparison Yuuji (Yuuji the key point here) is a whole another addicting thing in itself. All in all, heavy Season 1 vibes and gorgeously written.
And since I'm talking about S1 vibes...
Nuns with Guns by surverycorpsjean
is also a recommended read for those who find the one body/two souls situation so very interesting. This one is hauntingly beautiful and extremely well-written. It's not a chaptered fic but it is nearly 20k words long so it made it on the list. I was on a hunt for fics which explored this situation down to its ugly, twisted, terrifyingly beautiful core (because canon gave us nothing :( ) and this one blew me away, especially with it's characterization. Definitely check this one out if you're stuck on S1 sukuita and their weird ass hatred which could translate into codependency and not death because why would they be normal about each other lol. That's boring.
vinegar heart by vavavavoom
Yuuji, cursed from birth, is made for Sukuna, yet unlike in canon, acceptance is the path he is forced to walk on here, until he grows to love it and hate it because this is an AU! Selfishness, cruelty, codependency and sukuita with Yuuji who is suffering (it is what it is style) and Sukuna who's obsessed with him (basically canon lol). What more could you ask for? Joking aside, this fic takes place in an AU and has God Sukuna who... I shouldn't spoil it. Let's just say that Sukuna isn't the same Sukuna we see in canon. He's much more accepting of Yuuji here, even though he mocks him and belittles him and everything. I mean the tag "Possessive Behavior" is right there so... yeah. The reason why I held my hand from writing out the spoiler is bc 1) it'll ruin your experience and 2) it adds an interesting undertone to the story and basically makes you go "Ohhhh". Check it out!
not the temple, but the lamb slit up inside by obscyr
Interesting as hell and definitely one of the extremes ones. Beautifully written as well. I started it like two months ago but then dropped it because I was busy and it had been sitting in my notes app for quite some time until I caught up to it recently. As you may have noticed, I am down bad for codependency, but I am also down bad for seeing how bad things could get. Sukuita, in all its glory, is problematic as hell, but if you throw them into an Modern AU, make Sukuna a cannibalist + suspected? serial killer and have Yuuji as his nephew who's lowkey growing obsessed with his mystery and is also a mystery himself- I'm going to shut up now because I will spoil the plot- you get this hell. It has 9 chapters, and the plot moves a bit slow but if you're intrigued, then definitely give it a read and ofc, if you are overwhelmed with this fic or just don't like it, feel free to skip.
Aconitum by AttackRabbit
Another ongoing fic which I recently got addicted to. Again, it's ABO AU but not overtly typical one, and heavy on the plot and world-building. Can you imagine that the author had actually invented a language for Sukuna? Yes! It's that amazing. In this fic, Yuuji is a war veteran who works as an apothecary and he stumbles onto injured Sukuna. Brilliant characterization, a unique plot and if you don't read and translate Sukuna's sentences, he's basically half-a-mystery. Much love to this fic because it is incredible!
And that's for the list! A big shout-out goes to Character Assassination by MayTheSixth which I also started reading a couple of days ago, but because it's quite a long work, I never got around to finishing it. It's also an ongoing one, but I'm loving it so far so you can check that out too!
And there you have it anon. Happy reading and have a wonderful day or night!
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aishangotome · 13 days ago
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Azel Radwan: Chapter 0
Thank you @caffedrine for providing the video for this chapter!
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True love–for me, it’s the worst curse imaginable.
Azel: High Priest… Please… Stop it…
The whip gouges into human flesh, and the screams of my beloved brothers echo.
Blood drips from their torn-off nails, staining the cold floor crimson, forever burned into my eyes, once called mystical.
In this hideous scene, like a compilation of all the nightmares in the world, the powerless God could only cry out until his voice gave out.
Azel: Please, I'll do anything you say.
Azel: It's because I was a bad boy, because I didn't behave.
Azel: I won't ever run away again, so please stop.
Azel: Please, please, please, please…
Clinging to the High Priest’s clothes shamelessly, repeating words like a broken doll.
Being a God worshipped by people sounds nice, but the reality is different.
Head Priest: Living God… I apologize. It’s not that I want to torment you.
The High Priest gently strokes the God’s head with compassion and smiles soothingly.
In this nightmarish landscape, he alone is kind and gentle.
Head Priest: This is also love.
Azel: …Love?
Head Priest: The Living God is a special being. It would be too late if something were to happen.
Head Priest: To ensure your noble self makes no mistakes, I must punish you severely like this.
Head Priest: All of this is because I care for you. Please understand.
The whip cracks again.
My brothers, suspended from the ceiling, gradually lose their life force and become like dolls.
If this is what is called "love" – I am disgusted by its hideousness.
Azel: … I under…stand…
Azel: I understand… so… please stop…
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Matias: Do you guys know the trending romance novel in Acroite lately?
The three kingdom's princes gather regularly, changing locations, and occasionally engage in small talk.
The content of their conversations varies from day to day, but on this particular day, the most unwelcome topic was brought up.
Kagari: I don't.
Azel: Not interested.
Matias: Then let me lend you my book.
Azel: Only Kagari can have it.
Kagari: No way. When it comes to this kind of story, Matias is uncontrollable.
Azel: Unfortunately, I'm allergic to romance.
Matias: Oh, is that so?
Azel: Yes, so—.......
Matias: Then let me read it aloud.
(…Hell just got even more hellish, give me a break)
Matias doesn't seem to want to back down and places the book in question on the table.
It was a very ordinary-looking book with no extravagance.
Matias: This book is so detailed in depicting the process of love's development that it's called the beginner's bible for romance.
Matias: I've read through it, and it's truly a treasure trove of information.
Matias: For example, there's a scene about a first date on page 32, and according to this bible—.....
While tuning out the rambling that has begun, I casually pull the book closer and flip through it.
(Ugh… what is this)
Just as Matias praised it, the content was a graphic depiction of the process of love.
There were many unnecessary parts for a story, and most of it was filled with idle chatter between the lovers.
Kagari: Was the allergy a lie?
Azel: It's not a lie. Look at these goosebumps.
Kagari: They certainly are real.
Azel: Matias might be yearning for love, but I'm the complete opposite.
Azel: Just hearing about love and romance makes me feel sick.
*remembering the past*
I recall the "love" preached to me that day with a merciful smile.
Just seeing the word makes me nauseous, and the aversion makes me dizzy to the point that I can't accept "love."
(Well, besides that crazy old geezer, there were plenty of people who preached about love with their crappy reasoning.)
(I wonder how Matias can believe in love so innocently…)
Matias: You're strange. There's no one who hates being loved, is there?
Azel: I'm a God, so maybe I'm different from humans.
Azel: … At the very least, I don't want to be loved by anyone, nor do I want to love anyone.
Azel: I know firsthand that love is a terrible thing.
I close the book and thrust it back at Matias.
There's no doubt that this is the kind of book I never want to open again.
Matias: There's no need to return it. This book is a present for you.
Azel: I don't want it, I refuse.
Matias: Don't say that. You might detest love and romance now, but you might change your mind.
Matias: Perhaps you'll meet your ideal princess in a scorching desert, on the verge of collapse, and after nursing her back to health, you'll become intimate—
Azel: Matias, please come back to reality.
Matias: Ahem. Anyway, it doesn't hurt to have a beginner's bible.
Matias: It covers everything from how to ask someone out on a date to how to handle relationships at night. You should study it diligently.
I can't help but glare at the book that Matias pushed back to me.
(Is it too much trouble to refuse?)
(Well, whatever. It's fine as long as I never open it.)
(Or… maybe I could sell it to Akatsuki.)
(I've had enough of being loved.)
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(...Hm?)
Suddenly, I awaken to consciousness.
A landscape I've never seen before spreads out before me.
(Is this a rose garden? It's rather desolate for one, though.)
I've experienced the sensation of entering "someone else's dream" several times before.
I don't remember all of them, but I'm sure I've never met the owner of a dream with a rose garden.
(At least it's not the kind of dream someone from the desert would have.)
An oak table is placed where several paths intersect.
On top of it, there's a single book.
As I casually pick it up and follow the letters with my eyes, the story of the dream's owner vaguely flows into my mind.
Although it's an incomplete and fragmented story, the dream owner's "wish" is conveyed to me.
Azel: I see, I see…
Azel: How truly comical.
(A strong yearning for love… Are they the same kind of person as Matias?)
Someone approaches.
Glancing to the side, I see an unfamiliar woman standing there.
???: What is…?
Azel: I have some unfortunate news for you, who yearns for love and desires to know it.
Azel: Love isn't all that great.
Azel: Sometimes, it's better to live your life and die as the innocent, unknowing you that you are now.
(I don't intend to force my views on others, but…)
The woman looks genuinely kind; the type who would be the first to be taken advantage of by a swindler.
Precisely because I had that impression, the God, unusually, offered mercy.
Azel: I've seen the "love" of many people. Not in stories, but the raw, real love that exists in reality…
Azel: Many of them are people who believe they can do anything using "love" as an excuse.
Azel: It's a miserable thing, a human driven mad by love.
Azel: No matter how rational a person is, once they're driven mad by love, they can no longer live without it.
Azel: Like a curse.
(This woman who doesn't know love might become a different person if she does.)
(…I pray that won't happen.)
May the ugly curse of love not turn her into a beast—
The God, who can only pray, was as powerless as that day.
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Chapter 1
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markantonys · 10 months ago
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truly not enough discussion about the fact that bryne made gawyn swear the oath "my blood shed before hers, my life given before hers" over elayne's cradle when he was a TODDLER like oh my god no wonder this boy's got issues out the wazoo. ever since day 1 everyone around him was like "hey kiddo you're disposable" and ever since day 1 he accepted that as fact.
also, as i type this i'm also remembering that time elayne recalls that one of her earliest memories is being scared that galad would try to murder gawyn during play-sword-fighting out of jealousy of being passed over for first prince of the sword, and this is the initial reason for elayne's lifelong resentment of galad, this fear from when she was probably like 5 years old that he would murder their other brother for a title. and of course galad would never have done such a thing, just as elayne never asked gawyn to make that oath, but man, there is something quietly snuck into the various trakand dynamics about the damaging nature of royal families. it's a goddamn miracle these 3 kids aren't 100x more fucked up than they are!
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totowlff · 1 year ago
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hello, how are you? first of all i have to say god how i love every single one of your stories, i literally gasp every time i see the notification of you uploading something new. i read all your fics and everyone is original and very well-written.
i was just wondering, have you thought of writing something about “needy toto” since he’s done surgery? i mean either soft toto who needs attention or not that soft toto who needs some other kind of attention 👀 if not never mind, it was just a doubt i had🫶🏻
hey, im good! and im super glad you enjoy my stories!
about your request, i guess i can do something for you, just check under the cut
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feverdream
You breathed a heavy sigh when you pressed the button for the top floor.
That was a difficult day, to say the least.
Being a fashion designer and entrepreneur had good and bad times. Some days were really good, and other days you didn't want to go back to your studio near the Prince of Monaco's palace. But you believed that, one day, it would all be worth it. One day, you would be invited to show your collections in the fashion capitals of the world.
It was just a matter of time.
When the elevator door opened, you headed down the hallway towards the door of the penthouse where you lived with your husband, who was finally home after two weeks in Asia for work. And you couldn't wait to give him all the kisses you couldn't give during those long 15 days.
When you unlocked the door and opened it, you definitely expected him to be in the kitchen, preparing something or even in the living room, watching something on television while he waited for you to arrive. However, the house was silent, the lights were on, but there was no sign of him.
— Darling? — you called, while leaving your bag and keys on the sideboard at the entrance. On top of it was your husband's wallet and keys, which indicated that he was also at home.
But where?
After finding out that he wasn't in the kitchen or in his office, all that was left was your suite to investigate. And when you entered the room, you found him lying on the bed, curled up under a double layer of blankets.
— Toto? — you said softly, unsure if he was awake or not. A positive grunt coming from somewhere in the middle of the pile of fabric made you come closer, sitting on the edge of the bed — What happened?
— Y/N — he stammered in a hoarse voice. Pulling the blanket down, you found his messy hair and pale, dry lips. The dark circles under his eyes and the way he was shaking even though he was covered made you press your lips into a thin line. He was definitely not well.
— Yes, darling, it's me. What are you feeling?
Toto didn't seem to be processing your words at typical speed. In fact, he spent long seconds with his eyes lost on your face, seeming to realize you were there. Until he finally answered you.
— Cold.
Placing a hand on your husband's forehead, you saw the reason for all those blankets.
— You're burning with fever — you said, while pressing your fingers against other points on his face and neck — Why didn't you told me before, my love? I could have left the studio earlier to take care of you.
— Cold, very cold — Toto limited himself to saying with a trembling voice.
Getting up from bed, you started thinking about what your mother did when you had a fever to bring your temperature down. The first thing you remembered was the medication, which was stored in a small box along with the other first aid materials in the bathroom. Checking if it was the right medicine, you got a glass of water in the kitchen and went back to your room.
— Sit down, darling — you said softly — I brought you some medicine.
With difficulty, Toto managed to lift his head, swallowing the pill with a grimace before letting himself fall onto the pillow. Leaving the glass on the bedside table, you went to the most complicated part. Pulling the mountain of blankets he had placed over his own body to reduce the cold he was feeling, even though they only made the situation worse, was a big challenge, especially with your husband's protests.
— No, Y/N — he groaned — It's cold...
— I know, Toto, but your cold will only go away if your fever breaks. And for that I need to take off these blankets.
He whimpered, trying to hold on to the duvet without success. After discovering him, you tried to take off the clothes he was still wearing, completely sweaty due to the fever and the layers of blankets he had placed over himself.
— No — Toto grumbled, trying to free himself from the gray t-shirt — Stop...
— My dear, I need to…
— No, I'm married — he said, trying to keep your hands away from his jeans, without success. The statement made you laugh, as you pulled the fabric down his legs.
— I know you're married, my love — you said, throwing your pants in the corner, while he curled up in the middle of the bed, in just his underwear — I was at your wedding.
— It was so beautiful — Toto said softly — Y/N was so beautiful... I love her so much…
— And she loves you too, I'm sure — you replied, holding back a giggle as you went to the closet in search of a washcloth that you could use as a cold compress.
With the fabric already wet, you approached the bed again, asking him to lie down on his back. As she placed the towel on his forehead, Toto hissed in protest.
— It's cold — he murmured, trying to remove the compress from his forehead. However, you gently pushed his hand away.
— I know, my love, but I need to do this for you to get better.
Toto fidgeted some more, while you stroked his face to calm him down. He was a terrible patient, and that was a fact. But at the same time, there was a certain sweetness in being able to care for him at that moment, when he needed you most.
— I hate being sick — he mumbled, eyes closed.
— I know that — you replied, taking the compress to his forehead again, his hair already damp at that point. After a few more seconds, Toto opened his eyes slightly.
— Sorry about that.
— It's not your fault.
— I should have been more careful.
You slid your fingers to his lips, asking him to be silent.
— In sickness and in health, remember? I will always be with you, Toto. Always — you replied, leaning in to press a kiss to his warm forehead before continuing to press the compress against his skin.
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theladysherlock · 1 month ago
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"She's liked you from the start. Did you think she had you working on the Spider for your mechanical skills?"
"But... but I thought that you and her-"
"Me?! She thinks I'm a perfectly useless aristocrat." Alek shook his head. "You really are a dummkopf, aren't you?"
"But she can't like me!" Deryn said. "I'm a... barking airman!"
"Yes, and she thinks that's quite romantic as well. You do have a certain swagger about you, I suppose. And you're not bad looking, to be sure."
"Oh, leave off!"
"In fact, when I first met you, I thought 'now there's the boy I want to be, or would, if I hadn't been born such a hopeless prince.'"
Deryn glared at Alek, who was clearly enjoying himself now, his eyes glistening with laughter held in check. It made her want to punch him. And yet...
"Do you really think I'm handsome?" She asked.
"Most beguiling, I'm sure. And now that you've masterminded the revolution, Lilit's affections are quite out of control."
God what do I even say here. A perfect scene. Just look at it.
More rambling under the cut
1. Thrilled beyond belief that Alek finds the idea of being with Lilit ridiculous. So often you see pairings that are just "boy and girl are in proximity" and also she's probably the first girl his age he's ever interacted with, but he's extremely not interested. (Also a point for my Alek is Asexual headcanon, which I'm probably going to go into depth about later when the conversation comes back up in the next chapter)
2. "She thinks that's quite romantic as well" I hope to GOD that Lilit said that to him directly. I hope the two of them had conversations while working on something for the committee and Lilit would just ramble in German about how much she likes Dylan and how handsome he is. (Am I gonna write this fic? I think I'm going to write this fic)
3. Alek's hyping up Deryn so much it's hilarious. He thinks his friend is insecure about one thing and one thing only: If Girls Like Him. Deryn's questions are NOT helping to dissuade him.
4. I'm so glad that they get to act like regular teenagers and tease/get teased respectively about a girl. Some of my favorite moments are when you remember that they're just kids.
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vigarioamelia · 11 months ago
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there are a lot of tragic characters in elden ring (pretty much everyone lol) but godwyn exudes a kind of Shakespearean tragedy that just makes me feel so bad for him
godwyn the... betrayed
do you guys remember that trend? jupiter was supposed to be a star but failed?
alexa, play the old doll audio
i'll be talking a lot about godwyn so uh big words trigger warning i guess
Godwyn the Golden, the first child of Godfrey and Queen Marika the Eternal and also the first Demigod known to ever perish.
He was the first descendant of the Golden Line and one of his traits is *literally* being friends with dragons.
Whenever he's mentioned, grief is involved. Both the grief of a Mother and the grief of the people.
He was part of the Golden Order, but we know for a fact he was no maniac for its fundamentals, given the genuine bond he had with Fortissax, for example.
I know we can't really Know this stuff but come on, Godwyn seemed like a certified Big Bro™. He gives the feeling of how pure a person should be. Royal blood – of the purest kind! From the lore we have of him, it appears that he really was The ideal prince.
I like to believe he was particularly fond of the Omen Twins and that, even though they grew up in completely opposite worlds from each other, he was always sort of There. Better than Marika, that's for sure. Just imagine big bro Godwyn taking his baby bros for a tour around the capital. They spend the entire day running around and Godwyn looks so peaceful that the twins can't help but feel that too, if only for a moment.
Not to mention the tender relationship he probably had with the cursed twins.
When Godwyn's spirit was slayed during the Night of the Black Knives, he received a fate worse than death itself: the curse of living in Death.
He who should be crowned golden as the Lord among them all was crowned in ruin as the Prince of Death.
Godwyn will not only never die, but he will never live again. His existence is a terror that punishes the roots of the Erdtree, a thing that not even Miquella was able to stop or help in any way.
This once sweet and kind and beautiful lord is now nothing but a creature spreading across the land.
When both Miquella and Fortissax failed to give him a proper death and rest, what then remained of his body was laid under the roots of the Erdtree. A bit fair, isn't it? First of the Demigod, ruined and buried under the Erdree, where he will slowly but certainly cause destruction and despair all across the land, bringing death to all it touches.
It kills me that the place where he's buried is so dark and lonely and scary. The Godwyn before the Rune of Death was assured to have dozens if not hundreds of statues and paintings and churches and whatever to honor him.
But Godwyn the Golden ceased to exist. There's no one left to adore or admire or cherish. The only thing left is Godwyn the Prince of Death.
He's now worshipped by the undead, Those Who Live in Death, as D calls them. Is there a more tragic end for a royal who was once beloved all across a golden capital?
The only way to change his fate is to make things even WORSE.
Restore the Elden Ring with the Rune of Death and he supposedly comes back again, but. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I would literally go fucking insane if I first opened my eyes to the world I cherished and grew up on completely destroyed by MYSELF without my damn consent.
If he became Prince of Death by his own choice? Fucking sexy. I would support him. SLAY (literally).
But this? My man was ROBBED.
Imagine being "reborn" (in death) and realizing that EVERYONE from your life is dead. The place where you ran around as a kid? Fucking demolished, DIRTY with ashes. ASHES OF DEAD PEOPLE.
AND YOU'RE THEIR MONARCH.
There's NOTHING to rule and most of all THERE'S NOTHING TO PROTECT.
Literally the worst thing that could happen to a dude.
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look what the fuck they did to my baby holy shit there truly wasn't enough room for a blonde twink in the lands between was there
Ohh... Oh,  Lord Godwyn... Such cruelty, such humiliation... My poor, sweet lordling should have died a true death. As the first of the demigods to die. As a martyr to Destined Death. But why must it yet bring such disgrace? A scion of the golden bough, sentenced to live in Death...
i really only have two things left to say:
1. godwyn was too sexy to be in the game so miyazaki gave him the worst fate known to humanity (godhood?)
2. this happened to my buddy eric
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