#Woe fate be upon ye

[kiwikipedia]

here take this so I dont have to look at it anymore (writers block hurty)

Hazbin Hotel x FGO

A soul dropping down into Hell wasn’t anything new, quite the opposite really.

Such a thing was more or less a daily occurrence, considering how around a hundred and fifty or so people died per day and not all of them ascended up to Heaven. 

A soul dropping down into Hell wasn’t anything new. It wasn’t anything exciting or show stopping. It was as normal as normal was in the realm.

What wasn’t normal, with this soul, was the immediate destruction that followed.

It was unlike anything that had been seen, entirely different from the Radio Demon’s debut twelve years prior, something that he had playfully admitted himself. And yet one thing was the same: the sheer mark on the Ring that had been left in the wake of the soul’s arrival.

It took a week for the Overlords of the Pride Ring to assemble into something functional, to decide on what to do with the soul that was destroying the pentagram bit by bit every day, wrecking city blocks, encroaching on territories, with blue and violet flames and a horrible, horrible feeling that settled in the pit of any demon’s gut when that roar sounded from within the destruction.

But Overlords do not change their spots so easily, and alliances are fragile in hell.

Forty Overlords stepped in, the most powerful Overlords in Hell ordered to by the King of Hell himself. Some with teeth bared, weapons in hand, power crackling and simmering under their skin. Others uncertain, newly added to the ranks after the devastation that the Radio Demon had brought forth only two decades prior.

And still others lingered behind, holding very little care for what was happening, or perhaps willfully ignorant and arrogant in thinking that whatever beast that had dropped down would not be able to touch them because of their power, their position.

But one thing was on the minds of all Overlords that day– If one of the others were to be… slain in the battle that was bound to ensue, it would be no fault of their own. If they just happened to turn a blind eye to another Overlord being killed, well, no one could fault them.

At the end of the day, it hadn’t mattered.

Forty Overlords closed ranks on the soul that had wrought destruction since the day it had fallen from the crimson skies of Hell.

It would not be Forty Overlords who walked back out of the destruction.

Nineteen Overlords revealed themselves to be among the living, or what constituted for living in Hell. Twelve Overlords would not be walking, would be among the rubble, the bodies, and blood, but alive. They would boast that they fought and lived, but the others knew… It was by pure luck they lived.

Seven Overlords would walk out, some staggering, some appearing flawless as ever. All at once, the fires seemed to die, as blue and violet flames flared white hot before dissolving into pink petals and golden leaves.

Seven Overlords, and a single, lone figure walking alongside of a massive beast adorned with horns and fur as white as the stars. A massive beast with its teeth bared into a growling snarl and a tail that looked to be made of the galaxy itself.

That was the day that the soul became known by a name to Hell.

A pair of souls that had become melded together, with destruction simmering under their skin. One could not be found without the other, and one could not bring down destruction that had otherwise been unheard of in Hell without the other.

Two souls sewn together to beat as one.

Seven Overlords triumphed, but not without a price.

Seven Overlords triumphed, and Seven Overlords were able to walk from the destruction that leveled parts of the pentagram to nothing. 

And following them? Following them was who would become known to hell as the Beast of Humanity.

Then, as suddenly as they appeared, the two halves of the Best of Humanity faded into the background.

[dansemacabre]

i read a pinescone fic recently abt wirt being the anti-beast by leading lost children out of the woods and it drove me insane and i suddenly started thinking abt my pinescone early aughts university au and. wirt instinctually leading people away from being lost without realizing. going into psych to become a guidance counselor/therapist. working part time at the library and directing people to the right section- he always seems to have the right recommendation for someone going through a hard time. his lights shine a bit brighter than everyone else’s, and his window on the top floor faces the woods, so anyone in the forest can see campus in the dark and find their way home. he frequents the lost and found- his laundry always seems to spawn socks that his floor mates lost four years ago. he’s always getting stopped by visiting families and freshmen for directions- he thinks he just walks too slow and looks approachable, no matter how much he scowls. he walks shortcuts over hills and through groves of trees and finds the ground below him a bit more worn than normal every time. wirt is a beacon to the lost and hopeless without even knowing it. even when he is at his loneliest, he is always being followed and always being watched.

[dummy-dot-exe]

by cloudstasis Mk2@cloud__alter

[lovely-english-rose]

i was digging around my folders for something else, what do you MEAN i drew this months ago and just. Did Not Post it, the heck 😭

[todayisafridaynight]

I know you draw mainly mine×daigo but please... just one doodle of ryoma in your style... please....

you may have

ONE

ryoma

[chickenmcnuggies]

Unofficial Gay Fates 1.9 is out! It adds in 23 new supports, as well as dozens of fixes to older supports to bring them up to par.

The videos of these supports have already been up today since this morning, and some of you may have noticed only some of them feature our added voice lines. The mod team decided for the sake of speed and ease on us, that we're dropping the voice lines in our supports, as adding those alone doubles the time it takes to work on each support. In the future once most—if not all—the supports have been added we may go back and add them to the supports that lack them.

As for the added supports themselves:

ROMANTIC: Hinoka x Nyx, Arthur x Ryoma, Arthur x Reina, M!Corrin x Gunter S, M!Corrin x Percy S, Saizo x Shura, Hana x Kagero, Scarlet x Subaki, Felicia x Hinoka, Kaze x Laslow, Oboro x Reina, Corrin(F) x Anna S, Odin x Takumi

PLATONIC: Selena/Elise, Azura/Gunter

PARENT CHILD: Ryoma/Percy PC, Arthur/Shiro PC, Scarlet/Caeldori PC, Takumi/Ophelia PC , Odin/Kiragi PC

SIBLING: Ophelia/Kiragi SIB, Soleil/Caeldori SIB, Shiro/Percy SIB

As per usual it can be found at the Gamebanana page here

Happy pride, everyone!

[fateseeker]

@dementedspeedster Thad: -aggressively flipping him off-

" Oh no, my only weakness. "

" Fingers. However will I cope? "

[dragondusst]

I wish he got battle animations for this outfit

[tyrannuspitch]

"know your place, brother" and how loki treads lightly around thor while thor threatens and manhandles him in ways that are never reciprocated even once they're firmly enemies and how loki isn't allowed to speak when thor and odin are arguing no matter how deferential he is and how odin tells thor he's "unworthy of his loved ones" like he's confiscating a piece of property while loki looks on in silence and how loki calls himself "stolen" and speaks of being "used" for a "purpose" and how loki screams about wanting to be thor's equal and bows sarcastically before their fight but his defeat still comes down to odin not judging him worthy of "the power of thor" in the end and how loki comes back from the dead feverishly and desperately trying to frame his "new purpose" as a good thing but still calling freedom "life's great lie" and how the exhibition in stuttgart is called "conquest and sacrifice" and loki is both of those things and "you're going to lose, it's in your nature" and "in the end you will always kneel" and how odin and frigga can never tell loki that they love him only "you're my son" which is just another expression of possession and how being odin and frigga's son is a lie that loki's whole life is built on but it's burrowed right down to his core and how when he challenges it frigga tells him she (still) knows him better than he knows himself and how odin tells loki "your birthright was to die" meaning that because he saved his life as a baby loki has no rights and even his hatred of odin isn't truly his own but also just meaning that loki should die, it's his purpose, it's what he's for and how even AFTER that loki gives his life to save the future king of asgard not once but two separate times it's SICK it's fucking NAUSEATING why do people not SEE IT!!!

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

Cramp

local foxboy needs a hug

It wasn’t often that Katsumi actually felt the pain.

Usually Masuyo muffled it, gave him some reprieve from a body he couldn’t bring himself to change in that way. But the last few nights had been hard, Masuyo taking on more than it usually did in order to protect him.

But that left him vulnerable to certain weaknesses he couldn’t otherwise control. Even as the sun began to set, Masuyo’s hold of him was only so minimal. It didn’t erase the pain he was in, it didn’t shutter him completely like it usually did.

Soft whines escaped the kitsune, arms wrapped tightly around his stomach. He wasn’t sure how he was going to survive, it felt like something was clawing at his insides. Katsumi sniffled, turning his face into the pillow.

I cannot make it go away.

“I- ow! I know..” 

Katsumi curled himself into a tight ball, trying to ease the pain, anything. He wanted Eiji, but the feline was nowhere to be found. Katsumi couldn’t even be mad, it was almost dark, he usually was gone by this time. But he wanted his boyfriend.

Another pang of pain shot through him and he brought his tails around his body in an attempt to soothe himself. Blond and brown ears flattened against his head as he tried to make himself as small as possible. Any amount of relief would serve him, any. 

He wasn’t sure when he fell asleep. He woke suddenly when a cold wet cloth was pressed to his sticky hot skin. Eiji’s hand stilled as a blade made of swirling wind approached his wrist. But the wind dissipated before it struck, and Eiji stared in surprise. Masuyo couldn’t use wind, not like Katsumi. 

Katsumi sat up, shirt slouching around his shoulders as he looked around. But the movement prompted the pain to return, the kitsune gasped out. He curled back into a ball almost immediately, holding onto his tails. 

“I thought you were injured.” Eiji admitted, laying the cloth on the side of his head, letting it droop down on his forehead. Katsumi became painfully acutely embarrassingly aware his clothes had been changed, a new blanket placed over him. “Worry not. It’s only natural.”

“Not to you. That- that came out.. Ow- ow ow ow.. Mean.. meaner than I intended-”

Eiji exhaled softly, fingers carding through the kitsune’s messy untied hair. “Neither of us constitute normal.” He couldn’t argue with the feline puppet. Katsumi looked up at him through hazy eyes. The pain was too much. He didn’t know how to handle it, Masuyo always cushioning the blows for him.

The feline slowly laid down, pulling the blanket over his body too. He wasn’t warm, in fact he ran cold. But he brought Katsumi into his arms nonetheless, holding the overheated man tightly. “Rest. I will watch over you in his place.” Eiji pressed his face in the space between the fox ears on his head. 

“Please don’t leave me, Eiji.”

It was such a sincere request, spoken in such a soft tone. There were things still, Eiji did not know of the man in his arms. Things he didn’t know himself. But there was a loneliness in his tone that the puppet understood perhaps too keenly. 

Vulnerable and in pain. 

But loved. 

“Never.”

Eiji’s beliefs of eternity differed to those of his creator.

But there was no eternity to him as certain as staying by his kitsune’s side.

taglist: @cerasus--flores, @hamausagi

[illumiera]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Female Dovahkiin | Dragonborn/Miraak, Dovahkiin | Dragonborn/Miraak Characters: Female Dovahkiin | Dragonborn, Miraak (Elder Scrolls), Lucien Flavius Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Dreamsharing, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Eventual Smut, Fairy Tale Elements, Redemption, Romance, Slow Burn, Soul Bond, Soulmates Summary:

“What a shame that your fate is to die so that I may have my freedom.”

Laat Dovahkiin tilts up her chin. “I have slain the World-Eater, crossed into Sovngarde a living woman, and returned alive. Surely I am beyond fate by now.”

“But you are not beyond mine, mal dovahdin,” Miraak tells her.

* * *

Once a runaway noblewoman from High Rock, now the famed saviour of Skyrim, Elentari vows to do her duty when a new threat rises on the island of Solstheim. What she expects is an enemy like all the rest. Instead, she meets Miraak, a man whose very soul calls out to her own, and she begins to wonder just how closely their fates are intertwined—and if the First and the Last Dragonborn can defy the destiny set aside for them both.

[balladetto]

@gloryseized ♡ the lads: grown!

[lanternlightss]

the lawrences and nbd parents: we have made a bard

nb, giving both anbd and nbd a hug: you messed up two perfectly good children is what you did. look at them, they’re terrified of and despise crowds!

[birdybirdnerd]

editing the next chapter of fate for posting and realized that i just kinda. went on and rambled about stuff that has No bearing on the plot whatsoever. like its all done in a way that makes it Look like itll be important maybe but no its just a category five autism event about fictional fantasy religion. whoops

[greekromann]

god. finally reached the azim steppe and am getting enough of a handle on the peoples' lore to really hammer out my WoL's family's backstory.... rotating them in my mind at mach speed

[darkelfharlot]

Hello audience today on Name Pending Country Show we find out just what happens when a being old as time holding infinite wisdom of the past and future gets a claim of land in a legal system where any ruler can do anything as long as they can sufficiently argue for it!! Oh fuck that's not good