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[vexx-the-egg]

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[akutasoda]

HI !! Congrats on 1k <33 is the event still open? If so, could I please request the prompt- "sudden whispering kisses (first kisses)" or "getting to know another" with fyodor? Thank you so much

getting to know another + sudden whispering kisses

prompts - experiencing the others hobbies/intrests + first kisses

includes - fyodor

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, more fluff, potentially ooc, wc - 906

a/n: hello and thank you! why not both? :)

fyodor was a mystery of a man - that much you knew for sure. in fact, you could hardly recall how you even got to know him let alone get close to him like this. he definitely wasn't your average man, nor was he an average lover but a part of you was convinced that it would be more unique this way. although sometimes you did wonder if he had any hobbies that didn't involve him staring at an unreasonable amount of screens for hours.

you never really saw him do much else. on the rare chance he went out without you he didn't actually stay out long and if he did he was gone for a while, often having to message you to assure he was alive. you were also pretty convinced he had hundreds of the same clothes in his closets. in all your time of knowing him you could never determine whether he actually had any hobbies or if he just lived in his 'work'. interests were also something that he barely talked about, if you were talking to him it would just be you leading the conversation while he nodded or hummed and occasionally chimed in with a few questions or responses.

your lover was a mystery and if this relationship was to go any further you wanted to atleast know if he did anything in his spare time. catching fyodor when he had nothing to do was rare but when you did you proposed to spend some time together to which he agreed all to easily. the time you had started with you making him tag along to try one of your hobbies. fyodor may not of been exactly experienced in whatever you did as a hobby bit he would indulge you and spend the time with you - if it was something he did like, even better for him.

eventually you turned to him and asked if he had anything he wanted to do, heavily suggesting that you wanted to know if he had any hobbies. your suggestion did not go unnoticed and fyodor didn't see any harm in telling you what he actually did in his spare time. unsurprisingly, fyodor didn't really do much outside of 'work', but he wasn't completely boring. he did have interests and he did have hobbies that kept him occupied when need be - even if maybe they were quite basic.

it wasn't that surprising that he did enjoy literature, you had seen him with a book quite a number of times. neither was it really all that surprising that he enjoyed tea. fyodor had decided to bring you to quite the isolated and quaint café and you proceeded to spend your time with him there. while you might of wanted to comment on the fact that his hobbies and interests were quite simple, you actually just found it enjoyable to spend some time with him where he seemed to be more unbothered.

while fyodor's interests and hobbies may or may not have been in your own interests, it isn't often you actually get to see your lover. often, he's too busy and focused on his work to the point where it seems like he is just uninterested in spending time with you but after a while you start to know better. it takes quite the long time but eventually you start becoming more observant of the small things fyodor does to show how much he still cares for you.

some are less subtle, such as the notes you can find that give you little details to when he's free or if he has plans. it gets even less subtle when he suggests that you should tell him about your day or anything happening recently - always disguising it under as a simple ask to keep him company in his office. however after a long day yourself, you want nothing more than to be in the presence of your lover.

you can rely on him being sat in that stupid chair in front of all those monitors most of the time, so you know where to find him. he doesn't really question you when you sit in the chair conveniently olaced next to his and only asks how your day was. you lean your head against his shoulder and start telling him about your day, after a while your rambling dies off and the day starts taking a toll on you. your tiredness becoming evident.

with your current position being uncomfortable, you decide to turn in for the night. you are well aware that fyodor barely comes to bed when you do - you don't know when he sleeps really - and so when you stand to stretch, you still wish him a goodnight. in your tired stupor you don't think twice about leaning down slightly a pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. fyodor was quite surprised to begin with and quickly noted you were too tired to notice and so he decided to call you back over before you left the room. when you headed back over he managed to place a small kiss right on your lips before wishing you a good night.

if you ever tried to bring it up to him, he would always tell you that you must've been dreaming.

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[sombritas-des]

Hey! Your art is so bright and colorful! And I wanted to ask you, can you make a drawing tutorial of Beheaded, Bobby? Or maybe speedpaint? I think, it would be intresting. Do you use some references? The scarf's colors are soooo good :D

Aaaah!!!! Thank you (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

Sorry this took so long I was really not knowing how to respond this and had to give it time uuuh

Let’s see if I do well, I’m not good at making tutorials but I can talk about my key points of how I draw the beheaded, I think that could work(?)

First of all yes I do use references like a lot, weekly I do pose studies, then if I like any of those I actually use them and I draw over them and boom you have a beheaded (or something else), i love references it makes things more smooth and it helps me get an idea of the final results. And even if I don’t find what I need I take a picture myself to use as reference ,yippee

Anyway so about beheaded....

I do two key points when I draw them,first I always ALWAY start by the scarf I dunno is key for me

It helps me emulate a “neck “ and also helps shaping the shoulders,I always like to leave a black gap as if making it feel it’s empty inside, also it helps to work on a mood you can see how the beheaded scarf helps me shape their emotions in a weird way(?)

After that is the shapes I always make the beheaded waist thin as to mark the silhouette

It also helps me know what direction the body is going and the overlaps of the pants add some sort of style…I guess?

But yeah…uuuh and I made a speed painting although it is a bit weird cause I retake an old sketch and midway I forgot what I was doing (?) you can clearly see it so sorry if it’s wonky,I also painted in greys scale that’s why it looks weird sometimes, it’s easiest to think on lights when you only have one color

Here you go

I hope this works,. I DUNNO

I'm really dumb at explaining things sometimes...

I’m real bad at this thing sooo...

But thank you so much!! Like for real it means a lot ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

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[mysticmiav]

Okay I need to talk about Manacled so desperately. Am so upset at how much am loving this and how goo it is I wanna eat a wall and combust omg

At the time I started making this, I was on chapter 29 (I finished Manacled now) So, as always, you know the drill: ahead will be very heavy spoilers of the story up till the end!⚠️

Yall don't know how fucking excited I was when I saw it was finally getting to the flashbacks. So so many questions have been built up over the past 25 chapters and to finally start to see the story and learn how things got to the point they did is like a little reward in my brain. Can't wait to see how things play out and shit goes down.

But that aside, I mainly wanted to talk about the parallels between the first 25 chapters- the non-flashbakcs timeline- and the flashbacks timeline.

I'm actually deceased.

The fact that certain bits are written out in the exact same wording (slight differences, maybe in format, but the wording is the exact same) or other bits being so similar or obviously related to each other is so ??!??#*×*>£>×(×(£(

I don't even know how to explain it besides that my reaction embodies that of a keyboard slam every time I notice them.

I'll be making a list of them as I go and pick up on them, mostly for me to refer back to cuz this sort of thing is so fascinatingly intresting to me akfkskf

I most definitely will be missing out on some, so feel free to mention them! Would love to see them.

Anywho, onto the parallels.

I sorted through them in the order I noticed them once I got to the flashbacks chapters.

Specifically the bits in bold and colours being the reoccurring bits in both timelines. I matched the colours of the bits in each seperate chapter/timeline to each other in order before cycling through the colours again lol hopefully it's actually helpful and not confusing.

The first one that immediately stood out to me was Malfoy's introductions in Chapter 4-Chapter 28.

Chapter 4:

Slowly turning all the way around, she found Draco Malfoy.

He was older.

Her last memory of him was fifth year when he was on the Inquisitorial Squad. He had grown taller. He towered over her, and his face had lost every trace of boyishness. There was a dangerous, refined brutality in the way he held himself.

The way he looked at her...

His eyes were like a wolf’s; cold and feral.

The deadliness in him was palpable. As he looked down at her, she felt certain,

Chapter 28:

Draco Malfoy stood framed in the door.

She hadn’t seen him in over five years.

She slipped the book into her bag and walked forward; her heart rate increased with every step.

He had grown taller and broader. The haughtiness of his school days had faded, replaced with a cold sense of power. Deadly assurance.

...

Approaching him was like walking toward a wolf or a dragon.

Theres also the Chapter 4-Chapter 28 parallel of him using legilimency in both instances of their first-time-meeting after so many years (although in each instance the invasiveness of the Legilimency and how he goes about is different ofcourse)

And then, Chapter 8-Chapter 28, the words used to describe him being the almost exact same:

Chapter 8:

He had grown, taller and broader. The haughtiness of his school days had faded, replaced by a palpable sense of power. Deadly assurance.

His face had lost every trace of boyishness. It was cruelly beautiful. His sharp aristocratic features set in a hard unyielding expression. His grey eyes were like knives. His hair still that pale, white blond, combed carelessly aside.

He looked, every inch of him, like an indolent English Lord. Except for the almost inhuman coldness. If an assassin’s blade were made into a man, it would take the form of Draco Malfoy.

She stared at him. Taking him in.

Beautiful and damned. A fallen angel.

Or perhaps, the Angel of Death.

Chapter 28:

He had grown taller and broader. The haughtiness of his school days had faded, replaced with a cold sense of power. Deadly assurance.

Even after she had ascended the steps, he towered over her. He was at least as tall as Ron, but he felt larger. Ron’s height was always offset by his lankiness and awkwardness. Malfoy owned every inch of his stature, as though it were an additional testament to his superiority as he stared down his nose at her.

His face had lost all trace of boyishness. It was cruelly beautiful. His sharp aristocratic features were set in a hard unyielding expression. His grey eyes were like knives. His hair still that pale, white blond combed carelessly aside.

He leaned nonchalantly against the doorframe. He left just enough space for her to enter, so long as she brushed lightly against his robes. She caught the sharp scent of cedar in the fabric as she passed.

He felt dangerous. She could feel the taint of dark magic around him.

Approaching him was like walking toward a wolf or a dragon. Her whole body felt on edge as she drew nearer. She struggled against a fear that felt like it were slicing its way down her spine.

A sense of ruthlessness hung about him.

He had killed Dumbledore at the age of sixteen, and that had been only the start of his bloodstained ascent.

If an assassin’s blade were made into a man, it would take the form of Draco Malfoy.

She stared up at him. Taking him in.

Beautiful and damned. A fallen angel. Or perhaps the angel of death.

So those are pretty obvious.

I also can't help but draw the parallel between how in Chapter 8, when Hermione was describing him, they were sitting on two chairs with a table between them.

And in Chapter 28, when she steps into the shack, there's nothing around them except two chairs, and a table.

Also fun to point out that while she first sees him in Chapter 4 for the "first time", it's only in Chapter 8 that she takes the time to appraise him and properly look at him and describe him, and in the chp4 she uses vaguley similar words, while in Chapter 8 they are the exact same ones, word for word.

Idk I just love that. It also plays into how in the current timeline, the events and thoughts are more scattered throughout the course of many chapters (kinda symbolising how scattered Hermione's mind is) while they are much more orderly and sequenced in the flashbacks-timeline.

Anywho, next parallel: the window runes in Chapter 4-Chapter 27

Chapter 4:

She sighed, and her breath made a small circle of condensation on the cold glass of the windowpane. Lifting a fingertip to the glass, she drew the rune thurisaz: for defense, introspection, and focus. Beside it she drew its reversal, its merkstave: for danger, defenselessness, malice, hatred, and spite. What she needed. What she had. She had to reverse her fortune. She watched the runes fade away from the glass as the condensation evaporated back into the room.

Chapter 27:

She pulled her forehead from the glass. Her breath had created a circle of condensation on the window. After a moment, she reached out with a fingertip and drew the rune thurisaz: the force of destruction and defense, hardship, introspection, and focus. Beside it she drew its reversal. Its merkstave: for danger, betrayal, evil, malice, hatred, torment, and spite. Herself. Malfoy. She watched the runes vanish as the condensation evaporated back into the air.

So the bits I marked in green "What she needed. What she had" and "Herself. Malfoy" are cuz I think the earlier one is alluding to the second one, despite not being written in the same way. Hear me out.

In Chapter 27, we're given the meaning of the runes from a Hermione whose knowledge and practice of magic wasn't slightly faded due to months of sensory deprevation imprisonment and the inability to wield magic for far longer than that.

So my take on it is that Chapter 27's rune definition is the magic-theory-accurate one, and Chapter 4's is somewhat different due to how long it's been since Hermione recalled these bits of knowledge.

In Chapter 27, she contrasts herself against Malfoy, The rune of thurisaz and its markstave respectively. She sees the both of them as opposites of each other

Chapter 43:

Their relationship—whatever it was and wherever it was headed—felt like some cruel form of irony. It was as though they were the reverse of each other.

Yin and yang. They circled inexorably.

Somehow the war had tied them together

The same line of thought as she drew the runes in Chapter 27, two opposite runes of which one represented her and the other Draco.

Then, in Chapter 54, she mentions how she doesn't view them as reversals of each other anymore.

Chapter 54:

Hermione stared out the window at the Thames below. “We’re a fucked up pair,” she said, the corner of her mouth lifting. “I can’t believe it ended up like this. I did want to kill you the first time I saw you. I assumed you’d rape me or at least force me to have sex with you and amuse yourself by hurting me, and then someday, I’d get to kill you. I was looking forward to it. But I always felt that you were only showing me a mask; someone you thought would be easy for me to hate. Maybe if I’d been less lonely, I would have believed it, but you reminded me of myself. I thought at first we were the reverse of each other. Now—,” she looked over at him and extended her hand, “—I think we're mostly the same.” His eyes were dark as he interlaced his fingers with hers and pulled her slowly back toward himself; until she was in his arms, their bodies pressed against each other. He kissed her. He kissed her, and she kissed him. Life was not cold.

And then we come back to Chapter 4. Despite her not having her memories of the previous interactions, she draws the same runes. But this time, rather than identifying with one or the other, she thinks "What she needed. What she had." Instead.

She had some of the qualities of each rune in her, and needed the others (I assume those would be danger, malice and maybe defense?)

It's been established in the flashbacks that she's come to think of herself and Draco as similar.

In the non-flashbacks timeline, it always came down to Draco being there for her, always coming for her. Being what she needed despite her never knowing what their history was. He was what she needed in the flashbacks-timeline; teaching her, being there for her, coming for her, understanding her. And in the non-flashbacks-timeline, that's still the case. What she needed, what she had. Herself, Malfoy.

(Alternatively, you can also interpret it as what she had already being Malfoy cuz she already had him fall for her, and what she needed was Herself, remembering what happened to her and what their history was. I like both takes lol. I hope all of this made sense?)

Next one: the black band in Chapter 11- Chapter 28:

Chapter 11:

...he said, and raised his hand to show her the band she’d been eying. He slid it off his finger and tossed it to her. She caught it reflexively and studied it.

Chapter 28:

Malfoy reached into his pocket and tossed something toward her. She caught it reflexively.

She stared into her palm. It was—well, it looked like a wedding band, if wedding bands came in black.

Then, the potion and the conversation exchange in Chapter 12-Chapter 29:

Chapter 12:

“Drink this,” he commanded, slipping a vial of a common pain relief potion into her hand. “Otherwise you’ll black out when I apparate you and it will add considerably to your recovery time.”

She swallowed it, fairly certain he wasn’t going to poison her.

“Did that ever happen to you?” she found herself asking, when the pain began easing so she could speak again and his face slowly swam into focus.

Malfoy eyed her for a moment.  “More than once,” he said. “My training was rigorous.”

She nodded.

“Was that after fifth year?” she asked looking up at him. The pain seemed to fade somewhat when she focused on the question.

“Yes,” he said it in a clipped tone.

“Your aunt?”

“Hmm,” he hummed in confirmation, his eyes narrowed.

They were both staring at each other intently. He felt like the only thing she could see.

“Not the only thing you learned that summer,” she noted. His eyes widened incrementally.

“Are you needing a confession for something? Should I tell you everything I’ve done?” he asked in a careful drawl. He drew closer so that he towered above her.

She forced herself not to shrink or cower down further than she was already slumped. She stared up into his eyes. A question rose to her lips and she felt somehow that it was vital that she ask it.

“Do you want to?” she said.

He stared at her as though he were considering something. Then his eyes grew flinty and he stepped back.

“Why would I want to talk to you about anything, Mudblood?” he said coldly, grasping her by the arm and dragging her down the hallway to the apparition point.

Chapter 29:

“Drink this,” he ordered, slipping a vial of pain relief potion into her hand. “Otherwise you may black out when you try to apparate. I wouldn’t recommend it.”

She swallowed it, fairly certain he wasn’t going to poison her.

“Did that happen to you?” she asked when the pain began easing so she could speak again and her vision was no longer littered with flashing black spots.

“More than once,” Malfoy said shortly. “My training was—rigorous.

She nodded. It still seemed hard to believe he was the same school bully she had known.

Coldness and harshness were built up around him like the walls of a castle. All that scarcely subdued rage.

The boy who got boxes of sweets and had a spot bought for him on a quidditch team, who cried and whined over a scratched arm, was gone. Everything soft and indolent and pampered about him was carved away by the war. He hadn’t bought his way through Voldemort’s ranks with galleons. He’d paid in blood.

Everything was so hard and exacting. His smirking and leering, and the vagaries of his courtesy all felt like an act. Like a mask he was wearing to disguise just how cold he was.

If she wanted to succeed, she needed to get past his mask and coldness and rage. He might be intending to use her just as a form of vindictive or amusing stress relief, but she was still determined to become more.

She needed to draw out his confidence until she could understand his motivation—until she found a vulnerability she could slip through.

No one was pure ice. Not even Malfoy.

There was something about him. In his eyes. Something that looked like fire hidden deep within. She needed to find a way to reach it and then fuel it into something she could utilise.

He expected her to hate him and try to manipulate him with false kindness and sympathy. She had to be clever about it. More clever than him.

“Was that after fifth year?”

He looked at her somewhat sharply.

“Yes,” he said it in a clipped tone.

“Your aunt?”

“Hmm,” he hummed in confirmation.

They were both staring at each other intently.

“Not the only thing you learned that summer,” she said.

“Are you needing a confession for something, Granger? Should I tell you everything I’ve done?” He drew closer so that he towered above her, and sneered down in her face.

She forced herself not to shrink or cower back. She stared up into his eyes.

“Do you want to?” she asked.

There was the faintest flash of surprise in his expression. He seemed caught off guard by the question.

He was lonely. She’d suspected as much, but now she felt certain. Dead mother, insane father. He was high up in Voldemort’s ranks and they were notoriously filled with backstabbing. If he ever had any regrets, he’d never told anyone.

“No,” he said, voice sharp as he stepped away from her.

The conversation unfolding in the exact same way, word for word, I just UGH i actually died

Also don't get me started on how him eying her after she asked if that ever happened to him in Chapter 12, or after she says “Not the only thing you learned that summer,” or after asking if he wanted to tell her, is just him probably astonished at reliving the exact same moment from Chapter 29 and them having the exact same interactions somehow, word for word. He's so caught off guard by the consistency of it, of her, and surprised by it aaaaa imma explode

Then, Chapter 13-Chapter 29:

Chapter 13:

“I don’t know,” she said. “I barely knew him in school.”

Curiosity bloomed in Malfoy’s eyes.

“Really? How intriguing,” he said in a musing tone. “You are so full of surprises.”

Hermione rolled her eyes.

“Do you say that to every girl?” she said in a sarcastically sweet tone.

He looked at her sharply and then chuckled.

Chapter 29:

His fingers came up and touched her chin lightly, tilting her head further back so that her throat felt bared.

“You are so full of surprises,” he said, his gaze dragging across her face before locking on her eyes.

Hermione rolled her eyes briefly.

“Do you say that to every girl?” she said in a sarcastically sweet tone.

Again, him looking over to her sharply and then chuckling in Chapter 13 after she says "Do you say that to every girl?" In that same tone, is definitely him thinking back to the memory as it took place in Chapter 29 aaaaaakdkfissjfjwk

The hand massaging, Chapter 17-Chapter 25-Chapter 33

Chapter 17:

Seizures were not her healing specialty, but Arthur Weasley had suffered from them mildly after he'd been cursed by Lucius Malfoy. She had researched it. The treatment was similar to treating someone for the cruciatus, a treatment that she was quite familiar with. It was not exclusively wand healing but magi-physical therapy; using spells and then massaging the knots and tension away by hand. Someone had touched her. At minimum they'd massaged the entire right side of her body in order for the tension and rigidity to be so thoroughly relieved. Considering that she felt almost normal, she suspected that she'd been treated on both sides from her jaw down to her toes.

Chapter 25:

She suspected Malfoy came sometimes when she was asleep, because her over-sensitive nose would often detect his scent in the room. When he came when she was awake, she was hardly more responsive. He would sit down on the edge of her bed and smooth her hair, and sometimes he would take her wrist and pull her hand into his. The first time he did it she thought he was playing with her fingers, but gradually she realised he was massaging her hand; tapping the tip of his wand across it at various pressure points, sending mild vibrations into the muscles. Then he’d bend and massage her fingers and palm lightly. He was doing what healers did to treat the tremors from the cruciatus, she realised. He must have memorised the technique due to how frequently he needed the treatment.

Chapter 33:

Hermione’s hand wandered up to her neck, and she twisted the chain of her necklace between her fingers as she stared down at him. She drew his left hand into hers. His long fingers dwarfed hers. There were the familiar callouses from flying and dueling on his palm and fingers. She lightly massaged his hand. The fingers spasmed slightly at her touch, even though he should have been insensate. She tapped her wand tip across his hand at the various pressure points, sending mild vibrations into the drawn muscles to help release the tension. When his fingers fell open, she began bending and rubbing and massaging them until they could fully open and close without twitching spasmodically. Spasms like that could be life or death in a duel, interfering with a wand motion or a person’s aim.

Do I even need to say it? His knowing how to message the hand and relieve the knots and tremors is cuz it's what she did to him before.

Okay one more: Chapter 9-Chapter 35

Chapter 9:

He sneered down at her.

“Rest assured, Mudblood, I have no particular desire to touch you. I find your mere existence within my manor offensive.”

“The feeling is decidedly mutual,” Hermione said in a dry voice. It wasn’t a particularly good retort; her head was throbbing. It felt as though Malfoy had inserted his entire mind into hers, and it had bruised her internally.

Malfoy straightened and looked down at her as though he expected her to say something else. She stared up at him.

Chapter 35:

Hermione blinked and stared at him.

"I hate you," she finally said.

“The feeling is decidedly mutual,” he said, looking at her with an expression of disdain.  

She dropped into a heap on the floor.

“I hate you so much,” she said. “I was already all alone—and then you demanded me and made it even worse. At least before—if anyone cared enough to ask me if I was alright I could tell the truth. But now—I can’t even do that. And now—even if we win I won’t have anything to look forward to. Everyone else will be free and I’ll still be owned by you. I’m just going to be alone forever—”

Okay so not only is the exchange of words the same (albeit reversed in who says what), I'd like to think that in Chapter 9, after Hermione says "The feeling is decidedly mutual", Draco appears as though to be expecting her to say something else, and I'm inclined to think it's because she broke down and talked a lot after that same exchange in Chapter 35

No-apparation, Chapter 20-Chapter 45

Chapter 20:

"How did you know I'd know the spells?" she said when he kept staring at her. "You were a healer." He shrugged. "If I'd apparated you to St Mungo's, I assumed the pressure would have wrecked your eye. Time was essential."

Chapter 45:

“Then you can easily refill any you use.” Hermione forced herself to step closer and ran her finger along, pointing at the various vials. “They’re all labeled. There’s the potion for concussions; any type of blow to the head and you should use a diagnostic to check. Murtlap essence for minor skin abrasions or small bruises. The bruise cream is for deeper and more serious hematomas. The Essence of Dittany is a trump card for most injuries. Unless it’s a cursed wound, Dittany can help with most severe external injuries, werewolf bites, splinching. Unless it’s the eyes or a brain injury, in which case you’ll need to call a specialist. Don’t even think about apparating or any other kind of displacement transport if you injure your eyes or have any type of wound that punctures the skull. The pressure will do irreversible damage. This antivenin will counteract venomous bites or stings unless it’s a class XXXX type beast or above. The antidote here can counteract the anticoagulant properties of vampire bites.” Draco snorted faintly.

The inhaling counting, Chapter 8-Chapter 50:

Chapter 8:

She was in a chair. She was in a chair next to Malfoy. She was not in a void. There wasn’t a void. There was marble under her feet. She didn’t have to go anywhere. She was in a chair. She inhaled slowly. To a count of four. Exhale, through her mouth. To a count of six. In and out. Again and again.

Chapter 50:

“It’s alright. Breathe. You need to breathe. Tell me what’s wrong and I’ll help you,” Hermione promised as she ran her hands up and down Ginny’s shoulders. “Just breathe. In to a count of four. Hold it. Then out through your nose for a count of six. We’ll build up to that. I’ll breathe with you. Alright? Come on, breathe with me. I’ve got you.”

Chapter 25-Chapter 51. This one is less of a parallel and more of just the same book coming back and I find that neat lol

Chapter 25:

“I have something for you,” he finally said. She felt something heavy press into the coverlet and cracked an eye open. There was a thick book laid beside her. A Guide to Effective Care in Magical Pregnancy and Childbirth. She closed her eyes again.

Chapter 51:

“That’s lucky, I’d hate to be leaving you alone like this if you were as sick as the books say witches can get from pregnancy,” Hermione said, studying the bright yellow orb fluttering over Ginny’s stomach. “The baby has a good magical signature; it seems healthy. But I’m not very practiced with any of these spells.” Hermione flipped to a different page in the Guide to Effective Care in Magical Pregnancy and Childbirth and practiced a charm to check for placenta previa. “Have you heard anything from Harry and Ron?” Ginny asked after a few minutes of Hermione manipulating diagnostic charms.

A talent for healing, Chapter 20-Chapter 52

Chapter 20:

Hermione looked down at her lap for a minute, then looked back up at him. There was a headache beginning to develop in her temples from her imbalanced vision. "You—have a natural talent for healing. In another life, you could have been a healer," she said. "One of life's great ironies," he said glancing away from her. She thought the corner of his mouth twitched faintly, but perhaps it was just a trick of her vision. "I suppose it is." Hermione looked down at her hands again. Her fingertips were stained with blood. So were his.

Chapter 52:

“You could become a healer,” she told him. “You have a natural talent for it.” The corner of his mouth twitched faintly. “That’s one of the most ironic things anyone has ever said to me,” he said. The conversation stalled.

This one is less of a direct parallel, but there is the Chapter 4-multiple flashback chapters about waiting:

Chapter 4:

If they thought she was truly broken, they might eventually become careless around her. She would be waiting for it. She was very good at waiting.

Chapter 32:

She hated waiting. She hated being left to dread things. Her mind always began running wild with scenarios of what would happen. Usually her imagination was worse than reality.

Chapter 55:

The waiting was the worst. Hermione stood in the foyer and watched the hands on the clock journey slowly across its face. She hated waiting.

Now for a fun change of pace: a flashback-flashback repeat, Chapter 29-Chapter 55

Chapter 29:

The next time she arrived at the shack, she had barely gotten through the door before Malfoy abruptly apparated in, nearly on top of her. He grabbed her firmly, and backed her up against a wall as his lips crashed into hers. Hermione barely had time to think or react. Her eyes widened in astonishment and as they did, his eyes met hers and he abruptly invaded her mind.

Chapter 55:

She swallowed and pressed her lips tightly together as she reached out and opened the door. Draco appeared as she stepped inside. He apparated in, nearly on top of her, grabbed her firmly, and backed her into the wall as his lips crashed into hers. She could feel his hunger; in his hands as he dragged them along her body; in his breath as he drew a ragged gasp against her mouth. Hermione’s eyes widened with surprise as she was crushed against him. Her fingers caught his robes. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she kissed him back.

He always comes, Chapter 19-Chapter 56:

Chapter 19:

Something about Malfoy—she thought. That's what she meant to tell the man. Montague. "Malfoy always comes for me," she whispered. He stared at her, his jaw locked and his fists clenched for several seconds before he appeared to swallow something.

Chapter 56:

He’d dip his head forward and kiss her palm as his cool, grey eyes locked onto hers. “You’re mine. I’ll always come for you.” He always did.

Draco's room, Chapter 5-Chapter 58:

Chapter 5:

Stepping into the room, she took in every detail she could. It felt sterile. She had assumed her room was bare and cold out of indifference, but perhaps it was simply the way Malfoy was. There was a large bed, towering wardrobe, a desk and a chair.

Hermione would have imagined Malfoy as having a more luxurious room. All green and silver with expensive sheets and throw pillows covered with too many tassels.

Chapter 58:

Hermione glanced around the room. It was sterile. Almost bare. The bed, a towering wardrobe, a desk, and a chair.

“Is this a guest room?” Draco’s mouth twisted in a brief grimace. “No. It’s mine. I don’t come here often.” Hermione looked around more carefully. It was as impersonal as his hotel rooms; she didn’t think she’d ever seen him with anything she could classify as personal possession. “I would have thought your bedroom would be green and silver.”

The book(s), Chapter25-Chapter 58:

Chapter 25:

Hermione ignored him and hoped he’d leave. Unless he intended to force her from the bed she had no intention of moving. There was a long silence. She could feel his eyes on her.

“I have something for you,” he finally said.

She felt something heavy press into the coverlet and cracked an eye open. There was a thick book laid beside her. A Guide to Effective Care in Magical Pregnancy and Childbirth.

She closed her eyes again.

“I can’t touch your books,” she said, her mouth twisting as she spoke and her voice shaking faintly. “Astoria had them all warded against Mudbloods.”

“This is not from the manor library.” Malfoy’s tone was faintly amused. “It won’t burn you.”

Chapter 58:

She stepped closer to a shelf and ran her eyes along all the spines. Her fingers hovered a breath away from the leather-bound tomes before she caught herself. “Can I touch them?” “Of course. I wouldn’t show you books you couldn’t touch.”

Okay excuse me while I yell at the fact that this just fits so well. Him saying he wouldn't show her books she couldn't touch in the flashback, and in the non-flashback he brings her a book she can touch. (Not to mention, his amused tone saying that. Definitely, once again, makes me think he's reminiscing/remembering their previous similar interaction)

Not a nonflashback-flashback one, but Chapter 52-Chapter 63:

Chapter 52:

He cast a spell on the ground that turned the radius surrounding him into liquid. Fifteen Death Eaters immediately vanished beneath the surface. Screaming. He cancelled it, and left them behind to be suffocated by the earth around them.

Chapter 63:

She paused until they were close and then slammed her wand into the ground, liquefying the earth around herself and watching as hags, vampires, and werewolves were swallowed by it. Before they could swim to the surface, she cancelled the curse and flung herself toward the edge of the wards again.

Yeah. I'm not crying you are. Just as he himself had learned the massaging-the-hand thing to relieve it of knots and tremors, she learned this trick from him.

She'd teached him things about healing in general, and he picked up on her methode of massaging his hand without her explicitly explaining it. Just by watching her do it.

He'd teached her things about fighting and dueling and defending herself in general, and she picked up on that move she saw him preform when he came for her. Just by watching him do it.

?????

And I'm supposed to just sit here and not combust at it all okay

Anyhow this was far too long and extensive akdjsjd it's just I need to put it all down and reference it as I go

These parallels would be the type of thing I'd annotate heavily if I were reading em in a physical book, so I guess making this post is my way of jutting it all down, pointing it out and writing some thoughts on them lol

If it's not obvious Manacled only slightly took over my brain these last few days.

Anywho this is enough of me yapping for a lifetime. If you got this far a) hi you're as brainrotten as me and b) thanks for reading this brainvomit lmao

[amooo1023]

Yo how about romantic headcanon for a aggressive, rebellious, energetic but caring and protective reader x the best golden dorito Bill Cipher

Wow, what a long weird request. But I'd be happy to write for this anon!

Bill Cipher x rebellious, energetic and protective reader (ROMANTIC HEADCANONS) (Damn, what a mouthful.)

Bill finds you entertaining, he loves a good fight! When people are too compliant they get boring. Your rebellious side just makes it all the better! Along with your aggressiveness.

Let's say in your first meeting you try to hit Bill or get apprehensive with him. He'll laugh at your attempts at hitting him. He can't help it! You're attempts at hurting him are just too adorable.

Let's say you're not fully convinced at his proposal. Bill will laugh and shrug it off simply telling you that you'll come back eventually. But don't expect him to be done with you. He'll pay you visits in your dreams and nightmares. Terrorizing you and whatever else he can think of.

If you still don’t take his proposal? Fine, guess you're stuck with him for all eternity now. Definitely not an excuse for hanging out with you or anything, no, nO, NO! Ahem, although he will admit that you are certainly most interesting with your friends, being all touchy, protective and all.

You probably won't be getting a lot of privacy, I mean you will get privacy but. Don't take it as a surprise if he just randomly says something personal about you out loud. It's kind of his thing, watching and observing without people knowing. Full on torturing and embarrassing people, normal. You just got lucky by the fact that you were interesting. Or not depending on how you wanna see it.

You might seriously be in a pleasant bath thinking to yourself: "Finally, some fucking privacy-" AND BOOM a triangle comes out of nowhere screaming about some random kitten on youtube being according to him, extremely dumb. But you're pretty sure he found the cat adorable considering his weird trends with "stupid" or "imbecile" -like things.

He's honestly so weirdly curious about things despite the fact that he always stalks and watches earth for it's residents. Food in particular. You had brought in sushi and had eaten with chopsticks and suddenly he was in your lap asking about the food, culture, why, how and etc. Very weirdly curious guy but also incredibly well educated. Makes you more interested in his history to be honest.

He's incredibly energetic himself so your jumpy and motivated self will be a blessing to him seeing as many don't seem to be able to keep up with him. (Well except for Ford) so if you can bring him up for a treat or for some fun stuff in the mindscape or perhaps even the dreamscape.

Oh man, he LOVES your aggressiveness. Sure, most of your aggressive acts had been done on accident with you just trying to be affectionate and going a bit too fast with it. But it is definitely a refresher from the self preserved and calm ones. I mean he has seen you with your friends and it is very intriguing and sorta amusing.

He's seen you in your rebel side but it was only most evident at the start when he was simply terrorizing and annoying you. But now it wasn't as much directed towards him anymore and more less to your own personal views. You had also shown this side to previous abusive bosses. He hasn't seen you full on serious yet but he's sure that's gonna be a sight to behold if you ever get to that point.

Because of your personality you probably warmed up to him pretty quickly. But I'm pretty sure he would warm up to you a lot faster while you later. I mean, he is a dream demon going into your dreams, constantly terrorizing you while full on admitting to have seen everything and potentially watching every single thing you do. Not that big of a surprise if it takes more time for you.

Once you have warmed up to him, he'll probably be a lot more open with you. He already was but open in other ways. Intrests and more interacting with each other, more secretive things.

How you two interact can be varied. To finding about the secrets of the universe to suddenly finding the worlds smallest hotdog that may or may not involve a lot of violence. Yeah, this happens. Also for some reason you find yourself doing a lot of things you swore to never do with him. Definitely not him pursuing or manipulating you into following through his plans. He would never!

Yeah, this isn't that much of a surprise. He may find you interesting and amusing but that doesn't mean he won't put you to use. Sometimes you aren't even aware of it so it's fine. Also your aggressiveness and protective self has a lot of great uses! So why not put them to use when you obviously don't?

Despite all this there are times where you two interact normally. Well, as normally as it can get at least. Small chats, perhaps some bonding experiences and learning more about each other. Bill would never admit to actually liking them but he would add subtle hints. He has a lot of self pride and even hearing you saying anything with him being at least a little vulnerable or dependable on you is embarrassing for him. Take it easy with him, he's not used to affection despite the fact that he's all touch-touch with other people just to be a bit proactive. He's not used to anyone suddenly touching him or being physical. Physical with others, not affectionate. Well, as physical as it can get between the mindscape and physical world.

Considering all your traits it won't be a big surprise when you two start dating. He'll probably be the first to ask you out. You will most likely not even get a chance considering him. His way of asking you will most likely take place in the mindscape or a dream you're having. He'll play around with the environment and make it more liking to your interests.

This is where your affection might show the most towards him. And he'll be honest he didn't expect THIS much. He doesn't hate it! Far from it actually, he loves it. Absolutely adores your physical behavior towards him. Constantly pouncing on him with a hug and a kiss in the mindscape will make him fume bright red and a pink glow. He just melts then and there. Your aggression is just the icing on the top for him. Thing is, because of you affection he might take it for granted at times. Being so used to affection and he might even crave it at times. Cute at first but later it might just turn needy and possibly a bit annoying. So no matter how much self control it takes maybe slow down a bit on the affection.

HE IS SO FUCKING TOUCH-STARVED HOLY SHIT. Ever since he started to have more than fond feelings for you he just kind of subconsciously craved your touch. Interlocking hands with you, hugging, you kissing him and hand holding. Although hand holding might make him feel a bit queasy after a long while.

He won't outright ask for you to touch him, he'll only hint. But if you do not take his hints he might just eventually ask you outright. Sure, a bit embarrassed and possibly a little red and pink but still asking straight-forwardly.

Plan a movie night with him and it will eventually turn into complete chaos. No matter how many things you might've tried to avoid. It will end up in flames and will not be calm eventually. Still don't know how he does it but it happens.

Your protective side may show more in weirdmageddon since that is when more shit actually happens. Bill could be talking to his henchmaniacs and suddenly BOOM you show up with protective arms around him and a glowering glare directed towards the poor henchmaniac. Bill might find it embarrassing at times but most of the time he finds it absolutely adorable. You think HE could get badly hurt? He's practically a god simply limited to a small space of the universe.

Let's just hope nothing bad ever happens. But otherwise a quite good relationship.

(Sorry for the long wait! Still I hope you enjoyed!)

[bohnsky]

You guys. I might just be the happiest person alive right now. When I started getting into F1 a few months I decided for whatever reason (the reason being Charles Leclerc) to support Ferrari. I quickly learned that being a Ferrari fan came with lots of downs and very few highs, but today I learned that the highs can be so high that you want to die on the spot because there is no way life could get any better.

You can guess how I feel about Carlos winning today. In Monza I got a Chestappen podium, now I got a Carlando podium. What’s next? Strollonso? Sewis? (thinking about it, Seb’s going to be in Suzuka, maybe we’ll actually get Sewis content, not a podium tho)

Also I didn’t expect to see Eric Nam at F1. Never in my life would I have expected to watch Eric Nam shake Carlos Sainz’ hand. Like wtf?

And that last grill the grid episode killed me. As someone who is interested in geography I can say that some of their answeres were catastrophic. It was hard to watch at some points. (Like wtf do you mean you have to find Europe first?)

So here are my favorite drivers four months and a week into liking f1. This time I decided to do a top five because my top three haven’t changed in ages:

1. Alex Albon

I love him, his voice, his face, his goofy laugh, his personality, (his girlfriend ahem), his driving, his everything. Please marry me. The marketing short film with the Albon pets, I mean come on. Alex and cats is everything I need in my life. And the other drivers with his shoes, that’s so cute.

The weekend was not optimal for Williams, but tbh I didn’t really pay much attention to them because I was a little distracted by Ferrari and Red Bull.

2. Sergio Perez

Okay hear me out. I love Checo and I feel bad for what I’m about to say but I was so happy that Red Bull had a bad weekend. I like Max and I love Checo but it felt so good to see someone else win for a change. Although I would’ve loved to see Checo in front, because I always do.

3. Charles Leclerc

My little Ferrari heart was so happy this weekend. And I think that Charles should have pitted for mediums in the end there and maybe we would’ve gotten both Ferraris on the podium. Charles did some incredible defending and keeping the Mercs behind him to help Carlos. Afterwards he seemed a little bummed out, but happy enough for the team and Carlos.

Also he’s just the cutest on grill the grid, always looks so confused. And his laugh, I can’t with him.

4. Lewis Hamilton

This is probably no surprise to anyone, because I keep debating if I should put him or Charles on third and Charles always wins. Lewis is great and he deserves the podium. Although I do think that George should have gotten it.

Also I just found out that he has an Extreme X team. With Christina Gutierrez. How cool is that please? (Not as cool as Carlos Sr. with Laia Sanz my love my one and only, but still)

5. Carlos Sainz

So this is where it gets intresting, because I had Lando and Lance on my list for fifth as well, but lately I have become somewhat obsessed with Carlos. I’ve always liked him, but now I love him. He has become one of my favorite drivers (otherwise he wouldn’t be fifth lol). He is funny, smart, seems like a very nice guy and doesn’t take himself too seriously and I love that. I guess you can imagine how I went feral several times this weekend. The fact that he kept Lando close enough so he’d be in his DRS zone. I mean sure it was strategy, but still. I like to believe that he did it solely to help his Lando.

Honerable mentions:

Lando. Of course, what a great race and I can’t with all of this Carlando content. They deserve the world. But damn just let Lando stay home when you do geography with grill the grid. It hurts us all, not only him.

Lance. I really don’t know what it is about him. He took my heart. Every time I see him, I just want to squeeze him. I was super happy about all the Lance content we got from grill the grid, but then quail happened. I just hope he is okay and recovers quickly. That crash was insane, but luckily security got better over time.

Fernando. First it was all fun and games with Strollonso and all, but I’ve somehow started to actually get attached. He makes me happy, or in this case sad, because the race sucked for him. Not a good weekend for AM. Also Fernando with Alex' shoes. Loved it.

Max. I feel bad for him. I am happy that the Red Bull reign is over (for now) but he deserves a good car, because he’s just such a good driver. Also he really impressed me in grill the grid.

George. I shouldn’t be mad at him for being good, but I am. But at the same time I’m happy for him. He’s a great driver and damn what a race today, he really should have stood on that podium. But he ruined a Ferrari front row by being good so I am allowed to be mad.

Esteban. First of all, happy birthday my man. The race sucked again, but at least this time there was some coverage of him and we didn’t have to assume that he got abducted by aliens. And again, I love his accent way too much.

Liam. I had the time of my life watching his quail. I might have celebrated a little too much when he kicked Max out, but oh well. And he got his first points, which is great for him. I hope he gets a permanent seat soon.

Daniel. I had to include him just so I can mention Taylor Swift. My man singing Our Song was the best thing ever.

[bluepluto03]

can i get a director's cut on your trolls meta fic (the one where they watch trolls)?

anon i appreciate this ask very much tyyyyy

the fic mentioned here is past hurts, future plans, meta jokes, and poppy is fed up w/ creek's bs- which i have dubbed 'trolls meta insanity' for tagging reasons, bc i obviously tend to have titles that are wayyyy too long

speaking of titles the title is kinda sorta a reference to the title of my other 'the gang watches the show fic', secrets, reveals, meta jokes, and twilight's skyrocketing blood pressure, which is a spy x family fic that i am also very behind on. both fics follow the same naming conversation of 3 things you will find in the fic + one expression of stress from one of the main characters, bc i am a nerd who likes to connect things like that

i have a real love for "the characters watch their own show" fics as a concept, for two main reasons. one, i think the concept of being trapped in a room with the people you care about, and knowing that all of your secrets are about to be revealed, and there is no way for you to stop it, is such a damn fascinating concept.

most react fics ive read have the characters just kinda go along with it, and i understand why! it's much easier and you kinda just wanna jump right into the thing everyone is here for. and i honestly didn't intend for my own fics to spend so much time with the characters just struggling to accept their situations. but also i think the moments of them panicking are intresting and i did my best to make them fun, even if they go on a bit longer than i intended

the other thing i love about the concept is how deeply meta it is. seeing your own life as a TV show or movie, watching your own life and the lives of your loved ones from the outside.... do you, as a character, agree with how things are framed? how do you react to seeing the worst parts of yourself on display and knowing that you can't refute them because they're right there.

obviously not all of those are in the fic yet, ive been busy with real life and very behind on writing all of my fic series >~<.

at some point or another i decided i wanted to make some original scenes for them to react to (obviously also not in the fic yet) especially for Branch's brothers and for Viva, bc otherwise it feels a bit lopsided. for a bit i was considering going through brozone's original scenes first (where i had them each temporarily going Grey for various amounts of time) butttt i figured i'd already taken long enough to get into the damn movie so for now those moments have been delayed

the other part of meta stuff i enjoy is just the bits that dance with forth wall. i think Bluto the troll as a character is a pretty good example of that lol. i have a bunch of rambling about them in the notes of that fic, but just having a character that's basically like a story element that gained sentience and really isn't sure if they like it was just a really fun character to mess around with. i already have a small arc for them in mind and i know they're going to choose a new name for themself, although i haven't quite figured out what that name will be

anyway! i think i've rambled enough but if you or anyone else has any other questions on any of my fics, please let me know! i could literally go on for ages lol

[peragonsaysthings]

Okay so, Hemlock, big bad evil man that yoinked our Crosshair.

What I'm intrested in about him, is the Gas that he used in Ep.14, Tipping point. Crosshairs already weak, we can see that, and Resonably so. Before he even gets in the room he's stumbling around, missing shots, he wouldn't have had a chance to handle any sort of Toxin.

Let alone hemlock, a deadly plant that can result in death. And I think that's what the gas is, hemlock.

So hemlock has alot of affects, ingesting it can leave someone experiencing central nervous system depression, respiratory failure, acute rhabdomyolysis, acute renal failure and death. And even when it's just inhaled through a smoke form it can still give someone Central nervous system depression, and respiratory failure.

The symtoms of Hemlock poisoning? From the ones I could see in that animation, Which cannot display alot of the symptoms (High blood pressure, restlessness or confusion, dry mouth etc.) There were still some that Crosshair displayed.

-Mussel weakness, Barley moments into the toxins release Crosshair collapses, yes this could be a symptom of his previous weakness. But prior to the gases release nothing major happened that would have decreased his motor function so quickly, other than the toxins effects. Crosshair is also depicted not long after falling over, trying to push himself up but not having the core strength to do so, this could be argued as respiratory failure. Which he starts to experience, but it's to soon in the prosses to have that much of a hold on him.

-Dilated pupils, From the scene when the gas first entered the room, to the scene where Crosshair had collapsed his pupils had Dilated. (Dialate, for something to expand.)

-Rapid heartrate, even though we couldn't get a visual of this, before the Guard takes him away we can here his hearybeat, and we can here it start to pick up before he fall unconscious (Although the heartrate does slow down right before he loses consciousness, this can be explained by anouther symtom).

-Restlessness and Confusion, I put this down as one of the thing that couldn't be depicted in the visuals, because we can't know if Crosshair feels Confusion in the moment. But I believe a depiction of this, is the way he hears Hemlocks voice while he speaks, the effects on it could be the visual representation of Crosshairs Confusion.

Another thing I want to touch on, is the respiratory failure and central nervous system depression. Although they can't be shown to their full extent in the short time frame, they play a part in the scene.

-Respiratory failure, Very quickly it shows Crosshair struggling to breath, the coughing and short breaths is true to that. The coughing? Not so much, but how short, cut off and quick his breaths become shows a struggle. You can see this in his movements, how after he falls his chest will rapidly rise and fall through the majority the continuing scene, but slow down right before he loses consciousness.

-Central Nervous system depression, The central nervous system depression (CNSD) is a less likely part in how the scene plays out. CNSD is "a physiological state that can result in a decreased rate of breathing, decreased heart rate, and loss of consciousness, possibly leading to coma or death." We see this clearly in afew ways, the loss of consciousness happens quickly, both by his weakened state and by a decreased rate of breathing (Which was touched on in Respiratory failure). However it could also be cause by a decreased heartrate, yes, I had mentioned Crosshairs heartrate picking up during the scene, but I also mentioned how it slowed just before he lost consciousness. This skipping heatbeat could be a symptom of his heartrate decreasing, conflicting with the rapid heart rate symptom. While it could also just be a sign of his lose of consciousness, which is why I don't think the decreased heartrate plays a big role in the bigger picture.

If I could, I'd line up the treatments for Hemlock posioning with what we see of Crosshair in the final episode of S2, But I have no understanding on Starwars medical procedures and wouldn't have a hope of lining that up with the real world methods.

Uh, how do you even end this? It's like school speeches, just copy the introduction and change up the words- But that Dosn't really work when your Intro's 'Big bad evil man'.

Anyway I think that Toxin shown in Ep.14 is some modification of the alkaloid toxins found in actual hemlock plants.

[axmoth]

Alright, Here's some fun facts about how to propose and marriage customs in underfalling, Feartale, selcouthtale, under-root, And underhour

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Underfalling: Usually the custom for proposing is usually two things, One throwing an apple to the said person you want to marry, and them catching it (Ie: Classic medival marriage proposal) or the more popular one.

Fake dueling: Dueling with no care if you win or lose, and then giving said partner a replica of their weapon. (Although bonus points to your partners faimly if you win)

If the partner accepts then You go get married, Obviously.

If they refuse AND you lost, Then ... well depending on if your high class and or middle class, You may find yourself decapitated with said weapon, Fun times!

Marriage is INCREDIBLY important to the people of Underfalling, It's considered sacred, quickest way to piss a random person off is to insult there partner.

Or question there marriage,

But this sacredness of marriage also has a con, If you divorce its a major stain on your reputation and your less likely to be married again, or at all.

Which is why so many monsters stay in unhappy marriages.

It's also why monsters are quick to marry here.

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Feartale marriage customs:

Proposing: Getting a bird bone (Preferably but any animal bone will work), and or skull and turning it into a necklace (or just leaving it as is is also fine) of sorts Resin will also work for this,

Make sure it's clean though! It can be a bit insulting to some to bring them an unclean skull..

It also has to be at night, When the moon would be out.

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Selcouth tale

Proposals: crystal snail shells, This is sold by napsablook as his faimly owns this business.

It's about 5'000 G. . .

You can also propose with an item of significance to the person.

And or a ring.

But the first two are far more widely known.

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Underroots

Proposal: Tea, Specifically Echo buttercup tea- It's incredibly hard and tricky to make and needs to be precise.

Though getting the ingredients isn't the hard part, It's simply making it that's tricky, But once made it can give you over 2'000 Hp

It's typically drank after the wedding.

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Underhour

Proposal: Rings, as usual but make sure to propose at the time of either

The time of there birth, or the time you had met. Time is significant to the people of underhour

As it is fleeting, so showing your memory like that is incredibly flattering.

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(@the-void-8-my-soul, @susartwork)

You'll probably find these facts intresting

[notdrygravitas]

When it comes to Pokémon plushies, I've always been a huge fan. They're fun to collect and often come in really soft and high quality fabric, making the experience of owning one even better. However, a certain plushie that's always piqued my interest would be the Banpresto crying Manaphy plushie.

I saw this plushie whilst looking at Manaphy merchandise a while ago, and it really caught my eye. Something about the plushie radiated a bit of mystery and nostalgia to me. At first I didn't really think much of it; I just scrolled past and went about my day. But as time went on I wanted to know more about it. Where it came from, etc. But as I tried to do "research," I noticed that it was rather obscure; sure there was evidence that it existed, but there were only a few pictures (one seen above) of it and I couldn't find much information. I saw one for sale on a foreign selling website, which made me even more curious as to how much people even owned one. The plushie had a "partially lost media" vibe to it, and I was itching to find out these things:

• Where did it come from?

• Where was it released?

And,

• How many people have it/how rare is it?

So I took to Tumblr and managed to find a post of someone talking about the plushie (@santapaws) and commented on their post expressing my interest. I just left the comment there in general not expecting an answer, but OP actually responded and sent me a message! Apparently they owned the plushie as well and even provided some pictures.

They bought it off a Thai eBay listing after searching for it for years and currently had it in their possession and sent me a few links on a Japanese auction site where it was on sale.

This kicked off my drive to further investigate. After a while of digging around and paying close attention to where I searched, I found a little "wiki page" of it on Flickr:

• The origin of the plushie originated in Japan (obviously) around 2006 (most likely, as that was when Temple Of The Sea came out and marketing for it was high). Apparently it came from a "UFO Catcher" set.

But, what is a UFO Catcher?

A UFO Catcher is basically a Japanese claw machine often found around Tokyo arcades that contain plushies of a variety of different characters, but the prizes often change, so they become out of production very quickly. With that being said, this Mana plushie was most likely one of many that could be won as a prize from a UFO Catcher around that time. These were special because they could not be purchased in stores nor centers, just specifically available at an arcade.

And apparently there was another Manaphy that could be won at a UFO Catcher as well! This one is more content.

And here's another from 2007!

And here's another one....

Another holding May's hat...

And here's a whole lotta them with Piplup making a cameo!

However, out of all, the crying Manaphy seems to be the most uncommon, retracing my words back to the beginning of it being rare (on top of it being available for a limited time so long ago!). I'm not too sure how many are in this "set," and just like the crying Mana, there could be more undocumented ones.

• Now, my final point, how many people own them? It's hard to say. OP of the post, two for sale, and another blogger that have them only tally up to four (unless you or someone you know have one lying around!). As I've mentioned before, these were limited and produced over 15 years ago, so it's hard to say how many saw the light of day. And when it comes to the crying Mana plushie, there could be very little that exist.

• What are my overall thoughts?

Well, for my first post on this site ever it's rather a mouthful, but I wanted to express how intresting I find this. I love miscellaneous merchandise! There's a bit of mystery and obscurity about it that fascinates me. How this plushie was so close to becoming lost if those photos/auctions weren't posted on the internet. Although it's just a plush, I would like it to get more spotlight. The fact that few have it and not much is known about it is what makes it intresting.

That's my rambling wrapped up. If you have any words of your own don't be shy to comment. Chances are I won't bite.

[rose-icosahedron]

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#mcyt - 24 posts

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#i like read and being red icosahedorn didnt sound very intresting and i couldnt be ruby cause i usted to have a freind with that name so ros

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I would like to talk to you all about a specific interpretation of a mcyt character. Or well multiple, but let's not get into that yet.

This character, and let's call them character X for simplicity, has one interpretation of them that I have seen a few times and I'm going to go over it.

This person is an enby canonical, which is very fun. X has a brother, who they used to be close to, but due to fate they have been estranged to a point of hostility. What is this fate you may ask? Getting mind controlled by an evil entity who forces them to go around trying to destroy shit, ruining people's lives, and generally sabotaging their relationship with everyone. People don't question if they are not in control because of some circumstance of their existence that marks them as destined to be evil in the knowledge of everyone around them, and especially their brother. Character X has a black and red color scheme. They probably need a hug. Thinking about it, calling them “X” could technically work off of their name, although it might get kind of confusing.

Now the fun thing is, depending of who you are you either have one of two characters in mind now, either that or you are a very confused dsmp fan and if you are im sorry, but to everyone else:

Were you thinking about Xornoth or Ex, I wanna know.

More than that, I'm kind of thinking about these two in parallel like that now. Ngl i want them to meet.

156 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

#4

as someone who keeps doing lore stuff for minecrfat like the food post and stuff i have been forced to conclude that spiders would be used as common farm animals in minecraft

214 notes - Posted February 27, 2022

#3

See the full post

438 notes - Posted November 22, 2022

#2

is this something?

636 notes - Posted August 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I have seen some people saying that they think people should stop, or will stop, creating art and stories about Technoblade because he died, and I am glad that is not the majority idea, but I have a story I wanted to tell because of this to explain where my philosophy on this comes from. A story about, surprisingly, Joe hills and a much younger Rose.

Once, about two years ago I was writing my first fanfiction and I asked Joe if he had anything to say to the Hermitcraft fanfiction writers. I think that I would not ask such a thing now, the line between what area of fan content and thoughts should be shared with the content creators is a blurred and moving line and I know for certain that that question sits on the blur, but I am nonetheless glad for the answer Joe gave me.

I don’t remember what he said exactly, and I would never be able to phrase it as well as Joe phrased it, but in summary his response, mixed with how I internalized, was basically this: The hermits are essentially folk heroes, that the fact we live in a time where folk heroes can be talked to is remarkable, but that does not change this fact: folk heroes have not control over the stories people tell about them.

In conclusion, Technoblade is a folk hero, not was, is. The man who inspired the stories is gone, but the stories will not change, nor should they. People will continue to tell stories about the same hero, whether or not he is alive because the stories are about folk heroes and folk heroes live till they are forgotten.

4,901 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

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[bananacakepie]

Mr. GoodTimeWithScar, its time for your TRAFFICBLR MORAL ALIGNMENT ASSIGNMENT!!!!

This is gonna be fun. I already know Scar’s not “good” but lets examine his resume:

In Third Life he had the first death(to the creeper) and his alliance won pretty much everything. He had monopoly mountain and he was good at scamming people out of their stuff. He tred to gain a monopoly on everything. He got petty and started a rivalry with Renchanting that REALLY escalated; and in the major fights (Red Desert vs Dogwarts), he was Desert’s leader. Longest surviving red, first red name, first to lose a life, and desert hippie. He killed Etho, got Martin low enough for a skeleton to kill him, took out Martyn and Ren(Dogwarts Leaders) in the Final Battle of Dogwarts, killed Bdubs for his day one alliance. Strung Grian along, he was the brain to Scar’s imagination. His loyalty and plans float around a lot, he has a focus on violence, and his loyalty to Grian comes from a predetermined deal.

Last Life had him as a real capitalist, making trades on a lonely mountain. His reputation from last season finally caught up with him. He was the “lone wolf” this season, with few allies or invitations to any factions and he started out with 6 lives(only to lose them to others tricks and traps). He’s the first to lose a life and dies 4 times, but most of his lives are threatened out of him although he did gain some lives through contracts. he quickly boogie killed Mumbo; As a red life he weakened pearl so a skeleton could kill her, and played a part in weakening Skizz so he could die from fall damage. And when he died it was due to either being murdered or being clumsy.

Double life was full of symbolism for Scar, but we’re here for the facts. He was back to being paired up with Grian(as soulmates), and this game had them as the last greens. Scar had the first two deaths, both were to traps he accidentally set off. He was really attached to his Jellie Pandas, made an S-tier water bucket mlg, had great shoes, and stole the enchanter. He got the credit for killing Martyn but it was a fluke.

Okay, this should be fun.

I can’t see myself ruling out lawful or chaotic right now, so on the scale of good vs evil, why is Scar acting the way he is?

Out of personal motivation. He wants to be happy and he wants friends, or at least one good friend. When he has a person by his side he goes nuts and acts on personal urges and vendettas.

So he wants a friend… Might be True Neutral.

He acts out of the intrest in gaining a friend, but still follows SOME rules when it is called for. So that’s my opinion.

Thoughts?

EDIT:

Okay guys i just realized how stupid i am!

Scar seems lie this chaotic force, BUT Scar uses a ton of scemes that rely on structures! Not the building kind. He creates a point system, a shop for lives and loyalty, monopolies. This doesn’t seem too out of place for someone to do- creating systems should be natural nature. BUT SCAR IS THE ONLY ONE WHO DOES THIS! His creations of order make him seem crazy because he differs from the chaotic norm! SCAR IS ACTUALLY LAWFUL!

Scar Isn’t particularly Evil, and has never real caused too much harm out of place. He kills in grand battles, or when “cursed”. Not really the best person, but still neutral on the morality scale.

Lawful Neutral. What do you think?

[akutasoda]

Hello! Its the person who requested the avpd hcs a good while ago, i was wonder if you could follow up with Tecchou, Nikolai, Poe, and Mushitarou? (Maybe fyodor if mushi is too hard to write for in this scenario)

Thank you so much!

please talk to me p2

synopsis - you are everything to your lover, but you just couldn't see why

includes - nikolai, poe, mushitaro, tecchou

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, slight angst, feelings of insecurity, social anxiety, wc - 1.2k

a/n: hello again!

nikolai gogol ★↷

you had most likely met nikolai as being a fellow member of the doa. you never intended this to be your affiliation but when approached to join you felt compelled to in fear of letting them down, even if they may be one of the worst groups you could've joined.

you two were stark contrasts. he was very open and outgoing while you were closed off and very socially anxious. however they do say opposites attract so that must be why nikolai tried so hard to befriend you after taking intrest. but you never ket people in that easily. it also didn't help you held no trust toward any colleague.

after you befriended him you would've still been asked out by him as you were too scared to ruin what you had managed to obtain so far by confessing and potentially getting rejected, especially after how much you had to try and trust him. he did find your shyness quite endearing up until it affected you day to day.

definitely make sure to compliment you more often, although somehe gets carried away and bombards you whichh makes it worse. he acknowledges this and tries his hardest not to. but he thought it was ridiculous you couldn't see why he loved you so much!

so through the whole time he would try and fail to subtly build up your self-esteem. his attraction to you was because of who you were and seeing you constantly doubt yourself and be so self isolated made his heart break. how could you think so lowly of yourself? you were amazing!

edgar allan poe ★↷

similarly, you most likely were offered a place in the guild and being too afraid to disappoint or anger them you agreed. thus meeting poe. the guild was quite a larger group than you expected but you felt too bad to turn around and leave now, especially because you didn't want them to criticise you for backing out.

however you unusually felt naturally attracted to him and despite your obvious adversion to becoming close with people. perhaps it was because he was naturally as quiet as you so you never felt as if he would test your social anxiety. but sometimes you felt you only annoyed him by naturally gravitating him.

when he picked up on this he did quickly stomp out that idea and said he did enjoy your silent company. this still brought little calmness in your thoughts but you both knew that couldn't be helped. eventually, maybe painfully slowly, you two wpuld come to terms with feelings no matter how awkward both of you were.

he still would have to make the first move however. mainly because you had feared constantly that one of the first friendships you had would turn to nothing if you tried to advance it. and you were still very unsure whether he didn't want to see you or not.

due to both of you being rather awkward in such situations, you both would try your hardest to make it work and help eachother. but it would be very slow but full of affirmation and nothing but positive compliments and comments.

would take it slow with you, for yours and his. but wouldn't stand you constantly feeling bad about yourself, you were the greatest thing in the world to him and he wanted you to see why.

mushitaro oguri ★↷

meeting mushitaro was most likely through yokomizo. yokomizo always would push you to try and atleast overcome some social anxiety and offered you to meet his friend as a starting point, too afraid to disappoint yokomizo since he tried so hard for you, you met mushitaro very reluctantly.

you always tried to avoid being criticized and or disappoint those around you, so naturally mushitaro's attitude was definitely a put you off at first. you cared very much about first impressions and you didn't like that he always seemed so judgemental, making you assume the worst.

now mushitaro would be lying if he said he loved your anxious, shy state. he did find it slightly annoying but you were friends with yokomizo and he could tell he definitely dragged you into this. garnering a bit of sympathy but then he realised how difficult it could be for you in things he could do with ease.

would probably take a very long time for you to actually start a relationship let alone a friendship with him and he most likely had to be the one to ask you out. you had feared constantly that one of the first friendships you had would turn to nothing if you tried to advance it. especially because it took you so long to understand him.

but through the whole time he would try and subtly build up your self-esteem, afterall he did have very high self esteem. he obviously was attracted to you because of who you truly were and seeing you constantly doubt yourself and be so self isolated made him break.

but he knew if he pressed to much it would make it worse so that's why he would do it subtly although sometimes he couldn't help it. hoping to eventually bring you out of your little habits, even if he was a little forward at times.

tecchou suehiro ★↷

similarly to jouno, you probably met tecchou as a hunting dog. you constantly needed to do your best as to avoid disappointment in others, soon leading you to becoming of such a high position. he would notice your lack of interaction with fellow hunting dogs, only talking when absolutely necessary, but never commenting on it.

however he did feel naturally attracted to you and despite your obvious adversion to becoming close with people, but in honesty he was somewhat the same. sure he may of been a bit more social than you but he never got thag close to people and rather kept most at just being acquaintances.

he would've made the first move due to you would've been too scared to ruin what you had managed to obtain so far by confessing and potentially getting rejected. he did find your shyness quite endearing up but heavily disliked how it stopped you from doing things as he wanted to show you how special you truly were.

he would definitely make sure to compliment you often and if he noticed you feeling particularly bad ine day would make sure you stopped thinking and would try and take your mind of whatever was troubling you. although he kind of becomes hopeless to help you as he isn't that emotionally intelligent.

you both chose to take it slow with because as said before his lack of emotional intelligence sometime would do little to soothe your worries. so you both would need to find time to find your footings. but wouldn't stand you constantly feeling bad about yourself, that would always be a no go.

[imaginationlover101]

Born too late:

Darry Curtis x reader

A/n: Inspired by the song "Born too late", & jealous reader.

I could see the way his blue eyes wondered. The way his forehead scrunched up when he was mad, the way he'd laugh before he'd smile, and the way he had this look in his eye when looking out for others. Darry always knew the right things to say and he always knew the right time to leave things alone (sometimes).

I had to admit I was jealous, but I couldn't help it. The whole "beach day" suggestion was my idea. Although I originally suggested it because of the heat and boredom everyone felt, the other half might of been the idea of a way to spend more time with Darry. But now, sitting here in my beach chair while all the boys frolic in the water (having fun for once), while a group of gorgeous women stand aside point and giggle deciding which boy they'd chose was not my idea of fun. They were fighting over the boys like they were a piece of meat, and all I did was glare and sulk in my chair. That made me mad.

Although at some moments I couldn't stand them and wanted nothing more to be alone. I loved the boys to pieces, and wished that they'd look at me like I was beautiful. Out of all the years I've known them, I havent ever recalled hearing any of the boys call me beautiful, or compliment me. I never wanted to sound desperate, but out of all the years knowing them I felt used. Deep down I knew that the boys loved me they just didnt show it they way I wanted them to, the way they show it to other girls. But who was I kidding, I'm just a puney teenage girl wishing for a moment that a boy would look at me with the eyes Soda would give Sandy (before she cheated of course).

I could see the girls getting closer. With each move of the waves they seemed to emerge out of the water and shift towards the boys more. Johnny was the first one to notice of course, seeing as he was the most observitive. He watched how the girls smiled and laughed trying to show off their figures in the sun. But Johhny just blushed brighter then the sun hoping no one would see, trying to distract himself with the water.

Pony was next, noticed the way Johnny was acting. Johnny just stopped looking at him when everyone was talking, holding his head to the water. Pony looked around wondering if anyone was watching them, but turned to my chair instead. He smiled and waved seeing as he only turned halfway and turned the other half being faced with the little entourage. Oh Sweet little Pony, first he thought the girls were making fun of the group, but it was one look at Johnny blushing that made him rethink.

Dally, Two Bit, and Soda were shortly next. After the continuous oogling of one of the girls behind from Pony, Dally soon caught on. To be honest I dont think ever think I've seen Dally without a cigarette in his hand. Even in the ocean at this moment he still had on in his hand nudging Soda and Two. Even with sitting feet away I could still see Two Bit making a lousy joke that only has Dally laughing and the rest of the boys rolling their eyes.

Soon after when Dally decided to stop talking, Soda looks at Steve then points. Soda had to be the most oblivious out of the whole group. If you had said to him dont look, he'd look. So when Soda noticed the girls looking the first thing he did was tell Steve and point, but who seemed to mind. Sodapop had the most gorgeous face I'd had ever seen, he had this movie style smile and these big blue eyes that made you want to jump right in them. He was gorgeous, no one would ever mind getting looked at by Soda.

Of course Darry was the last obivious one to find out "not caring about some teenage girls". Darry wasn't truly intrested until a women about his age, more gorgeous them Olivia Newton John herself, practically emerging herself from the sand. The wind blew in her hair so perfectly you would of thought she was being filmed for a movie. Darry practically stopped paying any mind to the boys and almost tripped over his two feet the minute he saw her.

At this point I closed my eyes, I couldn't take the heartbreak anymore. The reality knowing that Darry could never love me, never see me as anything other then a child. I simply closed my eyes trying to enjoy the sound of the waves, and the sun on my feet, but I couldn't.

I couldn't get Two Bits obnoxious voice out of my head, Dallys flirting antics, and most of all Darrys laugh. I havent heard Darry laugh in years, it practically broke me out of my chair. But there he was, my Darry laughing with another girl, go figure. A girl who was 10 times taller, prettier and older. They laughed with one another and with each move of the waves they came closer.

I came to realize that I was simply just a kid that he just looked at, nothing more then a sister. A short teenager who had no direction in life. Simply just someone born years after him, a little little kid, but still I fell in love. It was his blue eyes, the way his smile almost never showed up, the love he shared for his brothers, his hair, dedication for anything, and they way he would give the shirt of his back to anyone.

I watched as Darry and the mystery girl came closer and laughed almost as piercing as a scream. I saw the way Darry had looked at me for one second in the distance seeing if I was still in my chair, and it broke me. I was just the little girl in the chair while the older girls seemed to flirt and play.

Just as the salty water crashed closer and closer to where I sat, I couldnt help but cry. Why was I born too late?

[nataliaphantomhivesblog]

Corruption & Trust

Stormbringer and bsd spoilers in general ahead so read at your own risk!!

So in this post I will be listing all the times Chuuya used corruption and all the times Dazai was there to stop it. I will also go into depth as to why Chuuya trusts Dazai when it comes to having to use corruption and I will also emphazise on Dazai's care and how he takes corruption seriously.

1. First time using corruption: Stormbringer

Chuuya and Dazai's age: 16 yrs old

"Isn't it an unpleasant sight, Chuuya."

It was a young boy. This young boy casually caught hold of Chuuya's arm and lifted it up. With this movement, the gravitational field which had occured around them disappered immediatly. As well as Chuuya’s agony.

"Y...You..."

"You can't even die gracefully can you?" the young boy said in a raspy voice as he heaved Chuuya on his shoulders. He set off to walk.

Alright so this was the first time Chuuya's corruption was ever activated, after Dazai nullifies it and carries Chuuya on his back, he drops him off outside the bar were Chuuya's friends lay dead. He took him there instead of taking him directly to the port mafia quarters.

Why did he do that exactly? If Dazai doesn't care for Chuuya, then why did he give Chuuya the opportunity to pay farewell to his dying friends?

It's actually sort of funny because I don't really think Dazai really realizes or accepts that he feels a certain connection with Chuuya and therefore looks after him.

2. Second time using Corruption: Stormbringer

Chuuya and Dazai's age: 16 yrs old (obviously, its still the same light novel lol)

After losing his strength, Chuuya drifted in the air for a few seconds, then lost the black wings on his back and slowly fell.

Dazai caught his body.

From the spot where Dazai touched, the nulification skill was activated.

The self-contradictory skill that supports the energy of the singular point receded, and the output of the singular point decreased. Eventually, it converged and the "gate" closed. The red imprints disappeared from Chuya's whole body. Eventually, the gravitational field disappeared and the complete silence was restored.

“Good job, Chuuya." Dazai chuckled, looking at Chuuya he was holding in his arms. "I forgot to bring my ink pen, so I'll spare you from having your face scribbled."

As much as it looks like this is from a fanfiction, I can assure you that it's an actual passage from stormbringer.

I can't really say much except the fact that Dazai is being extremely soft here.

And this was the conversation Dazai and Chuuya shared beforehand:

"There is one problem." Dazai cut off his sentence hesitantly. "It has nothing to do with the sucess rate of the plan. It is a matter we have to overcome in the end but... It may require some time to decide."

"What's with you?" Chuuya raised his eyebrows at Dazai. "Stop dramatizing it. Just hurry up and say it."

"I said earlier about this control spell to open the 'gate' that is used to reset the command inside Chuuya, right?" Dazai spoke with a strangely restrained voice. "If we use that, the logs of the command formula that were written in the past will be erased. That means...even if the memory erasure was used on Chuuya in the past, the traces of that will be erased as well."

"What?"

"I told you before right? the memory erasure command. The only way we can confirm if Chuuya is human or not is to check the history to see if the memory erasure command was ever used. It means..." Dazai looked at Chuuya with eyes that he had never looked at him before. Those eyes were serious. "If we use that control spell, the method to confirm if Chuuya is an artificial personality created by a string of code, or just a normal human being, will be lost. For good."

The time had stopped.

Chuuya opened his eyes and looked towards Dazai but his eyes were not seeing anything. The wind blew between the two of them. Even so, Chuuya did not blink.

"Verlaine became like that because he was tormented by the curse that he was not human. That only is enough of a big problem. The matter of being human or not." Dazai looked at his pocket watch, gave it a glance and continued. "I can delay the time until the plan starts for about two minutes. I will send an order for my men to wait... You can think about it alone for a while. Cuz I guess its hard for you to collect your thoughts with me around."

Having said so, Dazai turned away and walked down the stairs, leaving Chuuya alone.

Dazai fixated in his pocket watch. Two more minutes. Too short for a life decision. But he couldn't afford more than that.

Inside Dazai's head, he was planning a procedure to swith to an alternative plan in case Chuuya refused, at a tremendous speed.

After this exchange, Chuuya does decide on using corruption. I have talked about this section on a previous post of mine, and I just love it so much. For starters, I think this conversation that these two shared is very important to their characters.

For Chuuya, it shows us how undeniably selfless he is. He would rather save the people of Yokahama instead of finding out something that meant a lot to him. He sacrificed his own desires to save the people he cares about.

For Dazai its a completely different story, in this exchange Dazai was able to openly express genuine concern for his partner. He also understands the gravity of the decision Chuuya has to take and therefore leaves the decision up to him.

Third time using corruption: Dragon's Head Conflict

Chuuya and Dazai' s age: 16 yrs old

During this one, Chuuya demands to know where his friends are, and Shibusawa says all six of them killed themselves after being caught. Enraged, Chuuya activates Corruption which ultimatley ended the 88 day conflict.

There isn't much to say about Dazai and Chuuya here since there isn't really an aftermath on this occasion but I bealive this picture is enough.

Before reading the DA manga, I genuienly thought that the only time Chuuya ever rested on Dazai's lap was when they were 22 but this proved me wrong.

I mean this is a minimal thing to point out but if Dazai disregarded Chuuya he would've just left him there, right? But instead he remained with Chuuya and allowed him to rest on his lap, in the picture you can also see he is putting Chuuya's hat back on. It's such a simple gesture but it shows us how caring Dazai can be when it comes to Chuuya using corruption.

Fourth time using corruption: Lovecraft Battle, Double Black reunion

Chuuya and Dazai's age: 22 yrs old

This is personally one of my favorite times in which Chuuya uses corruption. The fact that these two had not been working together for 4 years yet they still managed to not only accomplish their mission, but mantain their trust for one another.

I find what Chuuya says here extremely ironic because if anything, the choice has always been up to him. Dazai always uses corruption as a last-resort trick and its always Chuuya who makes the final decision of using it or not, even in a life or death situation Dazai won't take it upon himself to force Chuuya to make the decision if they will be using it or not, and hes always willing to come up with an alternative plan in case Chuuya refuses. (an example of this is when Chuuya used corruption for the 2nd time in SB).

I think the reason as to why Dazai takes corruption extremely seriously is because during stormbringer he was the first person to even see Chuuya use corruption and also the person who understood how corruption will always be sort of like a burden to Chuuya, since it was thanks to corruption that his "am I human?" question stayed unanswered.

He knows how it feels to struggle with your own humanity and he doesn't want for Chuuya (who he literally sees as human), to hold that inner conflict with himself because of corruption.

Anyways, Chuuya decides to go through corruption trusting that Dazai will be there to nullify it.

And of course, Dazai does nullify it.

And after Dazai nullifies corruption, we get this very touching moment between both of them.

This is the first time Chuuya openly admits to trusting Dazai, although it was always evident that he trusts him, I just love how open he is being here.

Also the light punch he gives to Dazai's chest is such a sweet gesture, I see it as a silent way for Chuuya to say "I trust you because after all this time I still see you as my partner."

Dazai's smile in that small pannel is one of the most genuine expression we have gotten out of him. What he says is also a very sweet, I love that he calls him partner. The fact that these two are literally in rival organizations yet Dazai still calls him partner, it shows us that even after all these years he still can't help but see him the same way as he has always done.

Actually in Japanese he calls him "Aibou" and from my understanding, when you use the term Aibou it's for someone who you consider yourself to be close with. It means "partner" like in english but it holds a deeper meaning. If Dazai used the word "nakama" it would have been a very diffrent story since it means partner as well but it isn't used for someone you share a significant connection with. Asagiri's play with words here says a lot.

Fifth time using corruption: Dead Apple

Chuuya and Dazai's age: 22yrs old.

Of course I have to talk about one of the most iconic moments in the history of Soukoku.

Chuuya uses corruption to save Dazai, even if Ango says that he's dead for sure. Something I find very intresting here though is that Chuuya screams for Dazai while he is on corruption, he is obviously not supposed to be self concious about the whole situation, while on Corruption clearly he is not supposed to be in sane state of mind, as we all here know, Chuuya loses control and does not have the track of reality while under his own ability but this time, while using corruption, the one and only thing that was on his mind was "Dazai."

It wasn't only Chuuya who entrusted his life to Dazai, Dazai too entrusted his life in Chuuya's hands. When Dazai came up with this plan, he was more than certain that Chuuya was going to save him. And I think a tumblr blog pointed this out but when Chuuya uses curroption, he cannot control his strength, but when he had to punch Dazai he did it lightly, which is strange considering he was using curroption and it would've made a lot more sence if Dazai ended up decapitated due to being punched by a literal god. Dazai had to have faith in the fact that Chuuya will somehow be able to control corruption, even if its just a little bit.

Afterwards when Chuuya manages to rescue Dazai, Dazai gently touches his cheek to nullify corruption and greets him with, "You used Corruption believing in me? I am so touched I could cry." Chuuya groans, and replies that yes he did, that he believed in his disgusting vitality and craftiness.

When they both fall to the ground, Dazai forces Chuuya to rest in his lap because he didn't want to have to protect him from this situation since the fog is still up and Chuuya himself is all worn out and wouldn't be able to fight. But heres the thing, both Chuuya and Dazai's abilities can't be seperated by the fog. I mean Dazai's ability is nulification so it basically cancels out, and Chuuya hosts a literal god inside him so it isn't really an ability if you know what I mean.

So in reality, Dazai just wanted Chuuya to rest. Dazai could've literally just left Chuuya in the fog if he was only using him for his goals, but he was genuienly appreciating Chuuya's trust in him. The way Dazai's hand is resting on Chuuya's hair is a nice gesture too, he is greatful for him and he is moved that someone trusts him, it is shown throughout the Fifthteen and SB light novel that no one trusted Dazai and how most were afraid to even approach him. And in the ADA, everyone is somewhat warry around him (excluding Atsushi ofc). But Chuuya literally puts his life on the line trusting that Dazai will always be there to save him. He trusts him greatly and Dazai knows that, and I think its pretty clear to us that he would never want to break that trust.

The fact that Chuuya trusts Dazai even after he left the Port Mafia without an explanation or goodbye shows us how strong their bond is. Chuuya most likely trusts Dazai because deep down he knows that he isn't using Chuuya's ability out of his own selifshness, a part of him is aware that Dazai uses corruption as a last resort but he just doesn't want to admit it, and I feel like he also trusts him subconciously because of how gentle Dazai is after Chuuya uses corruption.

I really hope we get to see more of these "corruption moments" because in all honesty, these moments are the ones that bring out the most vulenrability for both characters. The moment corruption is used, we see the inmeasurable amount of trust and care these two have for each other that they won't show in other situations. During these times it always shines a very open and bittersweet light on their bond and I love it so much.

[esperosisdoeswriting]

Rebirth Part 2

I hope I didn’t keep you all waiting too long, but here is (finally) the long awaited sequel to Rebirth. It’s substantially shorter then the first part, but I hope the quality makes up for the lack of quanitity. Thank you all again for your support and here is a breif tag list of people who expressed intrest in a 2nd part @meowsikbox @kactus-loves-writing @tobeornottobeateacher @pickleking8 @canigetanamenforbritney​

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They couldn't tell if they were awake or asleep, or if they were ever truly asleep to begin with. All [Hero] knew was the numbing darkness filling and emptying their brain simultaneously, like a whirlpool of viscous liquid. Yet even in its numbing, [Hero] could feel something being taken from them, ripped away in the tides as the soul-deep chill invaded them. That was one of the three things they knew for sure, the loss. The other two things they knew was the cool metal pressed against their back and several fingers massaging their temples.

The warm comfort of the pressure those fingers provided was comforting, grounding, yet lacking as that chill ripped away at them. [Hero] desperately tried to hum in appreciation, to lean into that touch, to show some appreciation. But their body remained as still as it always has and might always be, some invisible force enveloped and enveloping their limbs. So they laid still, as still as the dead, as the dark numbing whirlpool imprisoned them, their only solace being those warm fingers.

After a moment or an eternity, [Hero] couldn't tell the difference at this point. The world became something more than darkness. Light pierced its way through the numbness, highlighting the scars left through their mind. The liquid became stale air, and leather straps, the darkness light, the only thing that remained the same were those blessed fingers, gliding along their scalp as their owner hummed above them.

"You're awake" [Super Villain] smiled down at them, a familiar stranger they couldn't quite place. The scarred tracks of their mind ached at the sight of [Super Villain]'s smile. They wanted to flinch, to grimace, to escape the ache, but they couldn't move a muscle. [Super Villain] smiled down at [Hero], "I'm sure you have so many questions, but first, I have to ask one of my own. Do you remember anything before this moment?"

[Hero] felt they should respond somehow, open their mouth, shake their head, blink, but they didn't. Instead, they simply stared back up at [Super Villain] impassively as [Super Villain]'s smile faltered.

"I'll take that as a no." [Super Villain]'s smile returned, less genuine this time. [Super Villain] began to undo [Hero]'s restraints as they spoke. "Your name is [Hero], and mine is [Super Villain], although you can just think of me as your parent as I have gifted you with rebirth."

[Hero] blankly stared down at [Super Villain] as they undid their restraints. They let their head slowly fall back to where it was lying, their eyes focused on the ceiling.

"Are you not curious about rebirth?" [Super Villain] asked, their frown evident in their tone. [Hero] closed their eyes, they should probably care, probably want to know about all of this, but they couldn't. All they felt was loss and a bone-deep ache.

"You're probably just tired." [Super Villain]'s voice sounded from right above them, "Come, I'll take you to your room, alright?"

[Hero] made no movements, simply enjoying the feeling of not having to do anything at all. They heard a sigh from above them before they were lifted up and into [Super Villain]'s arms.

"The process is tiring, so I really shouldn't be surprised." [Super Villain] frowned as the pair began moving. They might have said something else, but [Hero] stopped listening as they let their mind return to the blissful darkness, hoping to regain what had been lost.

[Hero] first felt that familiar warmth returning to them as consciousness once again became a burden they had to bear. However, unlike last time, now they were surrounded by plush warmth instead of hard metal. [Hero] desperately didn't want to open their eyes. They just wanted to return to the darkness, to the nothingness, to where they were supposed to be. Not this, not this bright light, warmth and existence.

Why had they been dragged back? Why couldn't they just rest in peace?

[Hero] opened their eyes. It was daytime, the light streaming in from the windows of the bedroom they laid in. They were alone, something [Hero] was grateful for. When they were alone, they didn't have to think; they didn't have to feel. They could just exist as quietly as possible. It was the next best thing to not existing at all, especially when not existing was apparently not an option.

[Hero] didn't know how long they laid like that, long enough for the bright yellow lines to turn into streams of gold and the sky darkened. Yet, as things tend to do, this quiet came to an end as the door to the bedroom swung open, revealing [Super Villain].

"You're awake." [Super Villain] breathed in surprise before a warm smile slid onto their face, "I hope you weren't waiting for me long."

[Hero] wasn't waiting for them at all, so they supposed that meant they weren't waiting long.

"Are you feeling any better?"

No.

[Super Villain] hummed thoughtfully as they frowned. They brought their fingers to [Hero]'s forehead, an invisible power emanating off of them as they seemed to dig straight into [Hero]'s mind. They felt more pieces of them crumb away, turn to dust under their fingers as [Super Villain]'s frown deepened.

"It seems your mind isn't holding up as well as it did last time." [Super Villain] said before clapping their hands, "So the best thing we can do is try and improve it through mental exercise. Starting tomorrow, we're going to restart your training, ok darling?"

[Hero] just wanted to sleep.

"Alright, I'll let you sleep, but we'll be up bright and early tomorrow, ok?"

[Hero] let the darkness envelop them, not even attempting to give [Super Villain] a response.

[Hero] didn't want to be here. They wanted to return to the numbing darkness. If not that, then they wanted to return to the bed. But [Super Villain] dragged them out of bed and brought them to this room.

Three items sat in front of [Hero] on the table: a smooth black plastic cube, a clear featureless glass cup, and an ordinary pencil. [Super Villain]'s fingers kneaded into [Hero]'s shoulders as they spoke, "[Hero], I'd like for you to try making these objects for me using your powers, ok? Just try starting with the cube."

[Super Villain] smiled encouragingly at [Hero] as they stared blankly back. Finally, [Hero] turned to the cube, they wanted to get this over with, and it seemed the fastest way to do that would be to just do as [Super Villain] asks. So they held their hand out and tried to make the cube.

Hours went by, and still, no cube appeared. [Super Villain] worked on their computer while [Hero] continuously tried to make the cube. They imagined they should feel frustrated or upset, but they didn't. Really they didn't mind their failure. Failure meant they had to keep trying, and having to keep trying meant nobody was going to bother them. It was just like being in bed.

So as they continued to want nothing but escape from existence, their powers continued to produce the nothing they sought. The hours drained away as [Hero] continued in that blissful state of near-nothing before a sigh from [Super Villain] ruined it.

"That's enough for the day love, I don't think we're going to get anywhere. So why don't you just head back to our room and rest, alright? I'll join you when I'm done."

[Hero] stood and silently made their way out of the door and down the hall, only then realizing they had no idea where their room was. [Hero] briefly debated turning around and asking, but decided against it. Instead, they walked.

They walked and walked and walked, their mind empty as the halls blended together, the dark marble and paint reminding them so deliciously of that darkness they craved. And yet they were drug back into the light again as their feet finally stopped in front of a garden.

Flowers and fountains and grass colored the place in bright colors and hues as a few people milled around, yet [Hero] found they didn't really mind. The flowers held a familiarity to them, like an old friend they had forgotten. 

They walked amongst the flowers, feeling a kinship with them far greater than they had felt with another human, if they even were that anymore. They laid down in the grass, the moist soil clinging to them as they clung to it. They wondered how roots felt, cold and wet, surrounded by soft soil. It sounded pleasant. They wish they could be that comfortable someday, but for now, they had to bask in the cursed sun.

They must have laid there in their envy for a while as when they closed their eyes, the sun was beating down on them, but when they opened, the sky was red and the air was cool. They heard footsteps approaching and a voice calling out to them.

"There you are, my love. I was wondering where you had gone off to." [Super Villain] smiled down at them. [Hero] just let their eyes flutter closed once more.

"I'm not surprised you came here; you used to love this place." [Super Villain] sat down next to them, their fingers coming up to brush [Hero]'s hair away from their face.

"Are you not curious about before? About us?" [Super Villain] asked, their voice a low hum as they seemed to lean into [Hero]. [Hero] didn't so much as twitch.

"You will with time." [Super Villain] murmured to [Hero], "And when you are, I'll tell you all about it. For now, let's get you cleaned up and back to bed."

[Hero] liked that idea.

[Hero] wasn't sure what happened in the following months. They weren't sure of much of anything. Everything fell into a blur of existence and non-existence, with the darkness slowly overtaking the light. They sometimes found that when they woke up several days had passed between when they had fallen asleep. Sometimes, they would randomly be doing something with no recollection of what happened before.

Something was wrong with them, according to [Super Villain], but [Hero] found they didn't mind all that much. That was part of the problem as well, according to [Super Villain]. More and more, they felt that ache in their mind, body, and soul. More and more, they felt themself crumbling away. More and more, they returned to the garden, envying those roots.

Until one day, they found themselves running, hand in hand with a stranger they felt they knew with no recollection of why or how. The manor shook, fire and screams filled the air. Screams of terror, screams of pain, screams of anger. Yet their companion took no heed to any of it as they called back to [Hero], promising that this time, this time they'll make it, this time they'll save [Hero].

But [Hero] was tired, and they didn't want to be saved.

[Hero] collapsed, their knees hitting the floor hard as an explosion rocked the manor. They barely felt a thing as the world darkened around them.

"[Hero]!" the stranger called out to them as they knelt down in front of them. "[Hero]! You have to get up!"

No, they didn't want to get up. They didn't want to do this anymore.

"Please [Hero]!" the stranger begged.

Stop this, just let me go.

"Fine." the stranger gritted their teeth, [Hero] felt relief overtake them as the darkness came ever closer, only for the stranger to hoist them onto their back. 

The stranger carried them out past the garden, the flowers burning, the roots burning, [Hero] burning. Everything in [Hero] wanted to give up, to give in, but this stranger wouldn't let them, why wouldn't they let them?

"I swear to you [Hero], I will save you this time." the stranger swore again and again as they ran through the woods, the cold night air reminding them of the cold they craved. The darkness fell onto them from above, reminding them of the darkness they needed.

"Just hold on a little longer, ok [Hero]? We're almost at the gate!" the stranger called back to them as they ran faster and faster. [Hero] sighed, content, as they let the darkness take them for the final time, the last thing they heard was a tortured plea, begging, offering anything for [Hero], shortly echoed by a heartbroken scream.