#ain't no rest for the wicked kin | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

lazuliquetzal · 1 year ago

Text

Fic Stats Game

Ohoho thank you @tavina-writes for the tag!! Pretty sure this is gonna be the same 3 fics over and over but we'll see :)

rules: give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the fewest words.

1) Most Hits

It's AA Batteries (Daiya no Ace). I know this without even looking, it's AAB 100% and by... not a significant, but a decent lead. That thing breached containment. I'm glad that it did, because I had fun writing it, but it always surprises me because sports anime twin OC fic? Really?

But I'm glad it's my most popular fic, even if I don't consider it my best, because even if it's a canon rewrite, I finished a 100K+ fic and I am proud. I'm literally never over it, I could talk about it all day.

Like, I usually don't ship things very strongly, but Misawa is insane to me. Also, do you know how embarrassing it is to relate to Miyuki Kazuya? And not even in a 'generic repressed character' way, I'm talking in a Hey I Literally Was In His Shoes And Made The Same Exact Fucking Mistakes And Decisions way. Nobody gets Miyuki Kazuya like I do. I'm fucking Miyuki kin. I didn't ask for this. I didn't--

2) Second Most Kudos

This one is also AAB, so I'll go with first place: Reflection (The Magnus Archives). A classic. A nice and simple time travel fix-it comedy.

I remember the writing of this one because I had been utterly obsessed with TMA. It would not let me go. I drafted the early chapters on my phone while walking across my college campus. I almost got ran over by a bike when I was writing the "Martin witnesses Jon have a mild breakdown in the break room" scene.

3) Third Most Comments

Dawn of the Fourth (Linked Universe). The LU fandom is super giving with their comments! Probably the most comment-friendly fandom I've been in.

I think it also helped that DotF is one of those stories where every chapter is a punch to the throat lol. If you didn't comment after ch7, it's probably because you zoomed through haha.

4) Fourth Most Bookmarks

It's DotF again, so I'll go with third place: ain't no rest for the wicked (Naruto).

Ah, this one... I'm fond of it, in the way I'm fond of all my writing, but also I was in high school. There's a lot about it that I would do differently now. But I learned a lot from writing it, and actually Chie, Issei, and Riku are still my children and I love them all. I'm proud of the color test. :)

5) Fewest Words

If you ignore the Zelda comic and the CSS formatting test and the anonymous April Fool's fic that I will not be claiming ownership of publicly, my shortest fic is Blackout Blues (Daiya no Ace) at 1101 words. If you subscribe to the belief that a picture is worth a thousand words, then that bumps the word count up to 4101 words.

I should draw more art for my fanfic. I have the power. It's fun.

tagging (if you want!): @yellowocaballero @xxsolar-writesxx @ellie-tarts @zarvasace @dottie-wan-kenobi and anyone else who wants to!

#tag game #thanks for tagging me tav!!!#ain't no rest haunts me honestly. like yeah I am proud but also. fifteen year old lazuli writing.#I'd die for Chie though all the OCs in ain't no rest were So Good #lazuli talks

56 notes · View notes

44-thehearteccentric-44 · 10 months ago

Text

♛ HELLO, AND WELCOME TO THE PLACE WHERE SHAMEFUL STATEMENTS AND ODDITY GATHER TO DANCE AND FLUTTER AND CREATE A SCINTILLATING CRINGE, WORTHY OF A LIFETIME OF REDDIT KARMA! ♛

My name's AXYER! But over here, you may call me Heart or Chimney. :)

I should clarify, I'm wording everything on this blog as carefully as I possibly can, if I am uneducated please politely re-inform me! I am likely just uneducated and I promise you I will easily change my mind if you correct me!!!

I personally see kinning in the otherkin sense and the relate-to sense as two separate things; personally, I feel like there should be a term to separate the two better, as I understand that otherkin is a DISTINCT experience from simply relating to a character in a way that you see yourself as them; as such, in my Carrd and here please do not mind the term "kinning" being used for the latter, I am very open to a better term being used as I wish to respect everyone I can, and I find "relate kinning" can be very beneficial to someone, but deserves to be classified as something distinct.

Synpaths. The term you're looking for is synpaths, Axon.

Personally, identifying as an otherkin is a means for me to cope. Nope, you're Heart Axon, in the flesh. You are just him. It's okay, you were taking baby steps.

I don't see myself as Heart in a past life nor Heart spiritually in-general, rather that I am something along the lines of Heart reduced to a human form, or something like that, but do use them as an integral part of my identify and identify as it for personal reasons.

Update to this ^^^^ I identify as an alternate universe of a villain version of Heart, in some sort of Tumblr ask blog-multifandom-palooza-type deal. I am Heart, just an AU of him where he's human and everything's just slightly off and he desperately wants to be himself again because he knows he needs to be.

I might also vent on this blog, so just be mindful!! (Update: trying not to anymore)

My kintypes:

-Idkin, ids are a fictional species that are essentially parasitic organisms that parallel the Host species and have lots of bizarre inhuman qualities! (update: kinda????? It's weird)

-Heartkin, goes hand-in-hand with idkin, I identify as Heart from Chonny's Charming Chaos Compendium! I think of myself as an alternate universe version of my AU version of Heart from Untitled Chonny Jash AU. :)

(NOTE: THOSE WHO IDENTIFY AS HEART IN ANY WAY DNI PLEASE! I WILL BRING THIS UP A LOT I AM NOT COMFY WITH OTHER HEARTKINS AND I WILL BLOCK YOU FOR MY OWN WELLBEING! IT'S NOTHING PERSONAL, TRUST ME!)

-The Robber from Ain't No Rest For the Wicked (Chonny Jash's version), this kinda goes hand-in-hand with being Heart as they're kinda blended into one kintype for me. I liked to rob people lots and be evil lots.

-Stick figurekin, a very popular fictional species dictated by skinny bodies, really long legs, shoe feet, and a love for art and fighting!

-Grimmchildkin, I like to think of myself as a Grimmchild that's "human" form is Heart! Or, alternatively, Heart's "furry" form as Grimmchild!

My DNI is right here!! (epic dead link fail) If I follow you first, you're free to interact :) (with few exceptions). Obviously don't interact if you're against otherkin/kinning, and DNI whatsoever if you identify as/with any character from a certain stick figure comic with a black stick figure with lightning tendrils that torments a sad white stick figure with a tie, DNI if you're just a fan of it period, and ABSOLUTELY DNI if you ship said black stick figure with the tie stick figure or his brother, like omg get out you're disgusting.

Also DNI if you or any part of you identify as Heart, just a personal reference! However, PLEAAAAAAAASE interact if you identify as/with Soul or Mind, or even Looks to the Moon from Rain World! They're all massive comforts to me, and I would be overjoyed to interact with any of you! (edit: Hollow Knight kins also please! Especially Ghost, Grimm, or White Lady!!)

Oh, and Nightmarionne kinnies too…… he's been a big comfort to me for a weawwy long time, I just love imagining him as a robo-dilf.

I'd prefer it if only I interacted with fictionkins/otherhearted of these characters interacted rather than any other type of identification, just a personal preference and yk wanting to stay with people I can relate to.

Tags:

#not kinning - Not related to kinning!

#bb [insert kin here] moment - Post relating to kinning the character!! You will most likely see this the most with Heart, as he's the main one I identify as a fictionkin with. :)

#the blues and greens - Favourite posts, usually just ones that make me happy or have my kins in them that I really like. :3

#palpitations be among ye - Me acting as Heart… or a stick figure… maybe a kinshift… who knows… not God… he doesn't even know where us ids come from……

#iblings! - Friends posts. :)

#exchanging spiders - Talkin' about otherkin/kinning stuff with other people.

#imprisonment is all that I earned - Venting. :( When it comes to venting, validating my feelings is what I like the most! Agreeing with me and how I feel really helps, I prefer that over advice. :)

#when harmonia shines - Grimmie

#*bites chew toy* hee hee my teeth - Reblogs!!

Finally updated this during August of 2024. I've discovered lots more about my identity since then. I hope to be less pandery-to-people-in-fear-I'm-kinning-wrong now.

7 notes · View notes

fictionkin-culture-is · 3 months ago

Note

Niche source fictionkin is being a CROSSOVER AU fictionkin, and not one of the normal ones like Pokémon and Digimon or Cuphead and Bendy one of the ones where there's characters allllll over the place, and having memories of being (anthro) Artificer from Rain World's ex while you're HEART FROM CCCC and you've never met another fictionkin who has a whole crossover source thing going on, but yk it may explain your love for crossover AUs but at the same time can you imagine telling people THAT'S where your irrational hatred for Artificer comes from, could never be me dude nuh uh who could ever have such an immensely bizarre kin source

I'm always so shy to bring it up in fictionkin spaces bc of the fear I'll either get "you sure you're not just multiple kins from different universes?" (All of my kin memories for Heart take place in this crossover world with me as Heart) or "you're probably just maladaptive daydreaming about being in your cringy fantasy with all your characters" SHUT SHUT I KNOW IT SOUNDS LIKE THAT I KNOW

I'm just trying to live with my bizarre soul origins guys we all have bizarre soul origins mine just happens to be more of a bizarre soul origin than everyone else's let me have strangely passionate personal opinions/attachments to completely unrelated characters in peace I know I'm a cringelord

-The Heart (CCCC)/Ain't No Rest For the Wicked Robberr (CJ cover) "Villain Heart"

Fictionkin culture is!

#fictionkin #fictionkin culture #fictionkin culture is

2 notes · View notes

zablife · 2 years ago

Note

Hello Lee!! For the gif blurb female edition, I'm sending you ... Esme (of course ❤️).

Not rush at all to write it! Just have fun 😘.

Tysm for the GIF ask, Flor!! When I saw this I immediately thought of a new Esme x Alfie fic I'm working on (and hope to post in January), idea courtesy of @buttercup32sstuff. (Warnings: language, slur)

The Alliance

"I can prove everything I've told you. Here!" Esme said, pulling a paper from her handbag. She attempted to shove it across Alfie's desk, but he refused it, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Perhaps she was ready to turn against Tommy for taking her husband from her or maybe she was a bloody good liar, Alfie thought. He couldn't tell and he didn't much care. He never did trust a pikey, especially one with the surname Shelby.

"Don't think I will, love. Breaking up family squabbles ain't exactly my speciality. Got a business to run, haven't I?" he said dismissively, hoping she'd be enraged enough to leave. However, an unreadable expression crossed Esme's face at his words and she stood completely still.

"You won't even look?" she asked with wide eyes, color draining from her face as she realized her plan was quickly unraveling. Still holding the small piece of parchment in her hand, Alfie watched it shake with the force of her nervous tremors. Her brash entrance minutes ago, full of self assured swagger, was crumbling and now he saw how tired she was beneath the facade. Stroking his beard thoughtfully, he rose from his desk, feeling pity for the tiny woman standing before him.

Grasping her by the arm, he lead her to a chair and forced her to sit. In a low rumbling voice he explained, "Desperation makes people do wicked things, pet. You don't want to cross that line.” The words might have been threatening if his calm, even baritone hadn't sounded so soothing to her ears. If Esme closed her eyes and discounted the accent, she could have mistaken the deep hum for John's easy cadence. For a moment she allowed the gentle pressure of Alfie's large hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Esme’s eyes closed momentarily, a reaction to the need for rest and a deep longing for peace.

It didn't last long, however. A sudden alertness overtook her body, jolting her upright and she shook him off. Turning to look up at Alfie with fire igniting in her warm, brown eyes she raged, "I could've taken my kids and gone far away to live with my kin, but here I am. Why would I risk my life and theirs if I didn’t think I could trust you? All I’m asking is for you to believe me.” Holding up her left hand she pulled John's gold ring from her finger and placed it in Alfie's hand forcefully.

He furrowed his brow and looked back at her in confusion. "What's this then?" he asked suspiciously as he turned it over in his palm.

"My word," she said with utter conviction. Alfie locked eyes with her, suddenly realizing she was telling the truth.

#zablife ask box #☂️#Peaky Blinders fanfic #Peaky Blinders imagine #Alfie Solomons fanfic #Alfie Solomons imagine #Esme Shelby fanfic #Esme Shelby imagine #Alfie x Esme

42 notes · View notes

certifiedbisexualdisaster · 3 years ago

Text

Tagged by @ilovealeclightwood

Rules: spell out your url with songs and then tag as many people as there are letters in your url

I challenged myself to use each artist only once! I think I succeeded lol

Call Me by Shinedown

Eden by Monkey Majik

Renegade by Styx

Take Me To Church by Hozier

I Miss The Days by NF

Formidable by Stromae

I wanna Be Your Slave by Måneskin

Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin

Down With The Sickness by Disturbed

Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood

Indigo Night by Tamino

Savages by MARINA

Ever After by Marianas Trench

X by The Jonas Brothers ft Karol G

Use My Voice by Evanescence

A Little Piece Of Heaven by Avenged Sevenfold

Life Is Beautiful (Acoustic) by SIXX AM

Disturbia by Rihanna

Industry Baby by Lil Nas X

Saturn by Sleeping At Last

Ain't No Rest For The Wicked by Cage the Elephant

Soldier Side by System of A Down

The Men Who Rule The World by Garbage

Eye of the Tiger by Survivor

Richie Tozier by OK Otter

Tagging: @raskolni-kin @janusa @godihatethisfreakingcat @a-taupe-fox @polarcell @elenorasweet @la-muerta @azirashell @selestial-princess @catboyspells @rhubarbdreams @kenzari @browneyednereid @astudyinfic @arsenicanddaisies @horrortoad @theresatvjoe @dangxiaolong @yusufal-kaysanis @all-i-need-is-music @howlmoon @turq8 @permetstu @clownjizz @skylar102

9 notes · View notes

expended-sleeper · 3 years ago

Text

The Murders in the Blue Fjord

Wuunferth had never had cause to visit Candlehearth Hall before this night, and he supposed that he never would again. That suited him just fine. The inn was not unlike the guard barracks, full of masculine scents and the sharp tang of sweat; the smell of many warm bodies crammed inside a warmer box. There was also the nauseating aroma of mead in the air, so sickly sweet. Once he was back in his chambers in the Palace of the Kings, Wuunferth intended to take a long and hot bath, with herbs in the water. His aching joints would surely thank him.

For now, there was another spot of business to attend to. Wuunferth left the guards under Elda's watchful eye and went up the steep steps to the inn's second level. The bards had given up trying to play a song against the cacophony of shifting silverware downstairs, so they sat glumly in the corner, fiddling with their instruments. Wuunferth thanked the gods for that. If he had been forced to listen to their minstrel drivel on top of everything else, it might have pushed him to burn Candlehearth to the ground.

The other residents of the inn kept their eyes on their meager bowls of food and didn't dare look up at Wuunferth. No doubt they had heard wicked tales of him, if they had been in Windhelm longer than a week. Good. The more these ignorant fools fear me, the less likely they are to interfere with my work. Only one Nord looked vaguely interested in the proceedings. A towering, bulky man wearing heavy steel armor from neck to toe, standing in the corner like a forgotten statue. He had small, cruel eyes and a gray goatee trimmed neatly.

"Stenvar," Wuunferth rumbled. "I have need of your services. The city guard are barely capable of raiding a mead pantry. Come fight with them, and High King Ulfric will reward you greatly."

"It's still Jarl Ulfric, ain't it?" Stenvar crossed his arms. "War is still on, last I checked. I don't accept promises as payment, old man."

Damnable mercenary. "I'll ensure that you're raised to a powerful position in the Stormcloaks. Your name will be known from here to Riften."

"Worth less than cattle fodder if the Empire wins. I don't want to be known, and I don't want to fight for Ulfric. I want to be rich."

"I don't have any gold on me, blast you." Wuunferth's temper flared. "The situation is desperate. The dead are rising from their final rest. We have only minutes to spare!"

At his announcement many around the inn gasped and stood from their chairs, but Stenvar remained implacable. "You might have minutes. The way I see it, I won't have to fight no dead men as long as I'm faster than all you lot. I've no love for Windhelm. There's plenty of work for sellswords, all over Skyrim. Work that puts gold in my pockets. Not promises." He grinned, revealing a fine set of teeth. "See how that works?"

Wuunferth crossed the room in a flash and his hand fell on Stenvar's shoulder. The mercenary's eyes widened and he reached for his sword, but Wuunferth grabbed his wrist and leaned in close.

"Listen," he hissed. "If you fight for us, I'll make sure you have your pick of the treasures down in the Hall of the Dead. The whimpering fools in this city leave all sorts of valuables for their kin, out in the open, unguarded."

"Steal from the dead?" Stenvar relaxed a little. "Won't they get angry?"

"We're about to go put them all down, with enough silver to drown a litter of werewolf pups. They won't be powerful enough for 'angry' for at least a century."

"My pick of the crypts, huh? How long do I get?"

"I'll give you from dusk to dawn. Tomorrow evening." Wuunferth stepped back, wrinkling his nose at the smell of the man. "Decide, now. I sealed the Hall, but our hour of reprieve is nearly passed."

"Fine." Stenvar grimaced. "You have my sword, old man. I have a few silver weapons hidden away in my room."

"Take them all, and meet us at the entrance to the Hall of the Dead." Wuunferth pulled his hood up and took a deep breath. "This Butcher and his minions will be dealt with, once and for all."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20387305/

#skyrim #elder scrolls #fanfiction #elder scrolls fanfiction #wuunferth #windhelm #stenvar #writing #writing blog

1 note · View note

beacon-sanctuary · 4 years ago

Text

Beacon Sanctuary Character trailer: Orion

'The void, a sea of black with only stars to lead the way, mere points of a chain long left in disarray. Figures of myths and legends forgotten to decay, may you please let this spider return the link of a brighter day'

High in the air sounds a crow, squawking and belting as it flies over head, it's feathered form blotting against the snowy surface like ink on a paper. Dead tress coil around a clearing in a spiral, all grasping to the clouds while its leafless limbs fall short and stop dead, covered in a blanket of snow as a crunch can be heard in the distance. A boy, seemingly no older than a teenager strolls through the winding trees, face deep in a book, muttering the words off the page. His black boots and cane strike to the earth while his crystalized breath cascades across the weathered tome ; flowing from his black, blue-star studded face. His piercing sapphire orbs lazily comb over the words, only stopping dead in his tracks as the sound of footsteps approach him. Reverberating across the trees, his pointed ears hear an orchestra of growls gets carried in the snow filled wind.

Crunch, crunch, chrunch

"Huff, well ain't that just my luck, right when I'm at a good part y'all show up~" to his groan he was met with low snarls and growls as from the cover of falling snow, there stalked a pack of shadows, twitching and snapping their bodies in a sickening and bone cracking contortion as their mangled forms glared and bore their yellow fangs. Approaching the boy with every step they took, hiking back on their hands as the magi gave them one sentence before they dove. Snapping shut his book, a wry smirk danced across his night skied face as his eyes crackled to life

"Alrighty then lil' pups, how 'bout i send ya back to the kennel!"

At this decree the shadows have a piercing howl, pouncing all at once to the boy. Who in turn slammed the tip of his cane to the earth, kicking up snow as the blast frim his magic shot him into the air, leaving the pack to only gnaw if snow left in his place.

Taking in a deep breath, the Magi closed his eyes as flashes of images appeared in his mind. An overwhelming void, swallowing everything in its path, a web of silver string cutting through the sea of black, and finally splitting to a memory. A storm hanging in the sky, scarlet pools across the ground, and ultimately the words of a child screaming "orion!" as a familiar chill washes over his body with hushed whispers slithering in his mind.

Snapping his eyes open, Orion rakes his hand across the shaft of his cane as blue magic blazes across the obsidian staff flattening to a slanted razors edge. And ultimately in a flash of blue, twinkling like a star in the sky, the magi disappeared. And in an instant down below, one of the wolves now found their head severed. Flopping in the aor is a stifled whine from the blade being all that played it off. Black and blue energy erased its body to nothing while a cacophony of snarls sound at the lost of its kin. Bolting towards the magi, the wolv's inky jaws snarled and foamed with fury, starving to consume this torch with all their might, but as they charge instead of showing worry or even fear. All that's shown in the torch's night sky face is a smug grin and light laugh.

"Y'all are makin' this easy for me~" he sang, only to spin in the air, hoping above their charge, as just like first there he goes decapitating the wolf with barely any effort. Digging his boots to the ground to halt his descent, he swung a hand to his back, and coiled his weapon before piercing the third wolf through its mouth. The shock running through the blade being non-existent. As if the blade cut through the shadow like a hot blade through butter. Though before the other wolves could attempt to make a move at him once again, he flung the deconstructing body of their fellow shadow at their feet, barely slowing one who darted out the way, and slamming directly into one who was sprinting at him face first. Tumbling the second into a heap.

Focusing on the one not slowed down, hoisting the blade out before him, Orion began to rake his blade in a circle, sparks of magic burnt in the air, as the words of the book filled his mind while he envisioned himself standing on a silver string surrounded by a start darkness.

"As the mirror reflects the soul, so to will it show the enemy its folly, meet yourself in the void forevermore, inanis reflectunt!(1.) Instantly as Orion said the penultimate words the spell sparked to life, in moments the circle filled with a black expanse dotted with rows of zigzagging stars. But as the shadow rammed into it, a constellation mirroring its exact movement rammed into the wolf, sinking it's fangs into the shadow before exploding into a ball of magic, leaving nothing, not even the snow or the shadow's yelps behind in its wake where the wolf once stood. Leaving a circle of dead grass on the ground.

Sighing as the disk dissipated, Orion's arm tremored from thd pain in his shoulder. seething with himself as a rustle was made in the snow.

'crap, that hurts, I need to be careful with that spell, the impact still hits!'

"Oh right, I got you rabbies havin' self left, well just for you, I'll make this short and sweet~" squinting his eyes, Orion looked dead in the soulless eyes of the shadow before him, he saw the pain that made it, the fear, fear of hunger, pain amd dying alone. Shaking his head, his sapphire eyes re hardened, 'Whoever you spawned from, I hope they finally have what craved, let's put you to rest lil' pup'

Crunch, crunch

And with one last charge from the wolf, the magi gave his final spell

"Sever the light in my path, leave nothing behind in my arc, sing with my blade, Tenebris, Sever!" With one swing of his blade, an arc of black-blue crescent of void energy cut through the sky in a lone whistle. Moving through the sky warping anyone's perception of its arc cleanly sliced the shadow in two, before the nature of the void consumed it to nothing.

Standing up, and cracking his back, Orion groaned snd swung his blade to his leg, returning it to a cane as he once more returned to his book, finishing the book he began.

(Art credit goes to @vv-meloyelo-vv Please give them a follow they make great art!)

~~~

Footnotes

Inanis reflectunt: This is Latin for Void Reflect, the spell is basically this, a caster draws or summons an area where they want to reflect an opponent's attack. In the case of the void variant (which is this) the spell. Makes a constellation of the attacker and after their attack strikes the disk reflects that person's attack by double against the attacker. Though the caster should be wary when using it, it will make you feel the full physical impact or strain of matching an opponent's attack. So if it exceeds your physical limit you will wind up having a lotta damage dealt on yourself. Pretty much for fighting something back you take the physical toll for however much power would be required to do so.

Tenebris Sever: This spell is actually pretty simple, you collect the magic into your blade and flatten it into a wicked thin edge, and then you launch the attack out with a simple swing. And with this being a void variation means that it will consume and erode what it touches, unless whatever the spell hits has enough strength to withstand the affect. (The spell translates into darkness sever)

Author's Note:

Heya, hope y'all enjoy this trailer, I had fun writing it and i hope y'all enjoyed reading it as well. If you have any advice or opinions feel free to comment or send me an ask. And if you really enjoyed it, feel free to reblog it or share it with your friends! With that i hope you all have a good day!

Oh yeah if you just found this post and are curious of who Orion is, here's a link

Orion bio

#beacon #magi #my ocs #my oc art #orion ironsi #orion #beacon sanctuary #beacon alchemist #character trailer #orion trailer #trailer 1 #please reblog

5 notes · View notes