#because if not I'll just end up giving away my whole existence by talking too much (?)

[2xxelaa9]

Vi deserves none of the hate people give her and I'll die on that hill.

"She created Powder's trauma and abandoned her". No she didn't ? Did we watch the same show ? If anyone, Mylo made Powder feel like she was worthless, Vi had always lifted her up, she just asked her to stay behind that one day because she didn't want to lose her, which is super legit ? If she had brought Powder, everything could have turned out the same and everyone would have been like "it was so wrong for her to bring her very young sister in this". Like ??

And then she blames Powder for what happened but immediately regrets it and just walks a few meters to cool off. Yes, she snapped, but nobody's perfect, and she was just a child ? Why would anyone expect her to act as a grown and mature adult ? She had just lost everyone and lost her shit for maybe one minute and that's it. When she saw that her sister was in danger, she immediately went back for her but was stopped by Marcus. And she then ended up in jail, at maybe 15 years old, getting the shit beaten out of her for 7 years while thinking that everyone she ever cared about was dead. She is as traumatized and Jinx is. They just don't manifest it the same way. Let's not forget that during those 7 years, Jinx had a support system, Silco, someone to turn to even if everything was very far from perfect and that he was using her. She still had someone. Vi was alone, in a dark cell, getting beaten up every other day.

Until Caitlyn came and broke her out. The reason she accepted to talk to her was because Caitlyn showed her drawings that resembled her sister's !! She went with her to find Powder!! She even ditched Cait at the first occasion she got (in the brothel) to get the information from Sevika. And then the first occasion she got, she went to find her.

And then again, at the bridge, she left everyone to go find her sister, and went back for her friends because they were being blown up by Jinx's bombs. And then, Jinx lost it and fired that machine gun at her and Cait, and just then, it was the first time that Vi chose Caitlyn over Jinx in that moment. Because she had fired a damn machine gun at her. I mean, if my sister fired this at me, I'd probably run away too.

Then Vi's objective becomes to take down Silco to get her sister back from him (because one can argue that he was a nice and caring father figure, I still think that he was still using Jinx as a bomb maker, even if he cared for her. She was working for him.)

Next thing we know, Vi gets kidnapped by Jinx and spends the whole scene trying to convince her that she loves her deeply, she even suggests that they could run away far from Zaun and Piltover just the two of them and forget everyone else. It all goes down to shit when Caitlyn frees herself and starts threatening Jinx. Then Jinx kills Silco, nukes the Council, then probably disappears. And the only person she can hold on to is Caitlyn. Why ? Because since the beginning, Vi isn't interested in helping Cait find proof against Silco, she just wanted to find her sister. And despite Vi leaving, getting hurt and everything, Cait stayed besides her. She went to save her when Sevika stabbed her, she followed her when Vi ran after the blue smoke Jinx lit up in the sky, she tried to held her back in that "Oil and water" scene. So of course Vi stayed. Cait had proved her worth to her countless times. She even held back from killing Jinx (which had already committed terrorist actions, killed enforcers, firelights and probably many others).

Vi had nobody else to turn to. Literally. Everyone was dead, and Jinx had rejected her. And Caitlyn still didn't reject Vi, even after her sister killed her mother.

Of course Vi was going to stay by Caitlyn's side. It was the only person somehow caring for her. Even acknowledging her existence.

"But she became an enforcer and it was against everything she stood for". Again, have we all seen the same show ? Vi disagreed to Caitlyn's proposition. It was when Maddie met her that she told her she was "happy that she joined the enforcers". Caitlyn had enlisted her and didn't leave Vi a choice in that. Vi went along because she trusted Caitlyn and she only ever fought in Caitlyn's team. Vi was ready to let Cait end Jinx, because for her, Everything good in her sister was gone. There was nothing else to save. But when she saw Isha, it was not just her wanting to save the child, but also a part of her seeing Powder again. She saw that her sister was still capable of love and compassion. So she stopped Caitlyn.

And then Caitlyn hit her and left her. Again. At this point, everyone in the show had abandoned her. she was all alone, except for Loris who eventually also gave up on her.

Then Jinx went to find her again to save Vander. Then Vi started to gain hope again. Making plans with Jinx for the future. "Maybe we could stay here, help them out". Then shit went down again and Isha died (note : Vi's first reflex was to save her sister in that moment). Then Jinx surrendered, Cait locked her up and Vi went to free her sister. Who then proceeded to leave her again, hitting her in the spot that hurt her the most (both physically and emotionally). Let's note that in that scene, Vi called her "Jinx" and not Powder. It proved her that she loved her for who she was now. She loved Jinx.

Vi had again lost everything. She even thought she had lost Caitlyn by going against her orders again. She was even left alone in that cell, locked up, with no one she cared about, expecting another beating from life. She had come back to the point zero of everything. The concrete cell, the loneliness, the feeling of having failed everyhting and everyone.

But Caitlyn walked in and let her know that she had helped her free Jinx. That she trusted her enough to leave her desire for justice and revenge behind her because she knew how much Vi cared for her sister. And that was the first time in the whole show that anyone had made something for Vi. Hell, it must have been the first time in the show Vi might have felt loved. Like, think about it. Vi then let herself have one moment with Caitlyn, because she had started to become tired of being rejected and hurt by everyone. She had one single moment. And everyone blames her for that and says she's a terrible sister, when it's clearly not the case and has never been.

Time for the war. They fight. Then Vi sees Vander. Her first reflex is to try and save him again. Because she just loves her family so deeply she can't actually help it. And then Jinx sacrifices herself to save Vi. Have you really heard Vi's scream ? It's the most devastating sound and scream that we ever heard on this show. It even echoed louder than the actual explosion. Vi loved her sister so so so much.

With all that, I don't get how people can hate her. She just suffered so so much throughout the show. She is just a little love ball that constantly gets kicked by everyone. She did deserve that somewhat happy ending. I'm so tired of seeing Vi slander.

Also, props to the writers for breaking the doomed lesbian cycle. For once we got a win. Hurray !

[grnpurplgrmln]

with this new version of bluza that we got, i feel like i have to talk about the lyric "da se nagledam lepote te" (and also maybe the entirety of the last verse bc it drives me crazy)

for starters, it is such a romantic lyric i CANNOT get over it

no english translation can do it justice, the closest i can think of off the top of my head is "so i can soak up that beauty", but even that's not quite right

nagledati is a very specific type of verb (idk what the actual name for it would be cause i don't think it's a svršeni verb?? could be wrong idk grammar was never my strong suit)

it comes from the verb gledati (to look) and the prefix na-

the prefix na- gives it a sort of full quality. najesti (na- + jesti (to eat)) would mean that you've eaten so much that you're now full and can't eat anymore. nahodati (na- + hodati (to walk)) would mean that you've walked so much that you're now tired and can't walk anymore etc etc.

now, nagledati, in the context of looking at the person you're in love with, specifically their beauty AND the additional context that you're going to have to be away from them, for an undetermined amount of time?

looking at your lover so closely and so focused, so you can remember their every wrinkle, every blemish, every freckle, every twinkle in their eyes as they stare at you with the same love you feel for them, just in case you start to miss them, because you know you will, your heart would never let you fool yourself into thinking otherwise?

devastating, i want more of it

as i've stated earlier, this whole ending verse just trips me up so bad, in the best way possible

"ne palite još svetla" "don't turn on the lights yet"

"još samo jedan tren" "just one more moment"

"da se nagledam lepote te" "so i can really take in that beauty"

"ne palite još svetla" "don't turn on the lights yet"

"ne prizivajte dan" "don't summon the day"

"spasite me, smislite neki plan" "save me, think up some plan"

"ako svane sunce" "if the sun rises"

"ostat ću sam" "i'll be left alone"

it's so tragically romantic that it makes my heart break.

one thing i noticed here though, are the lyrics "ne palite još svetla" and "spasite me, smislite neki plan" mostly because they're in plural

now, i think it's probably just because that's the closest serbian has to gender neutral pronouns*, but i also think it's interesting to think of bojan, as the "protagonist" of the song, pleading the world to stop so he could get more time with his lover, a moment of selfishness

and the way the rest of the song sets up this almost domestic feeling "soba nam je mala"/"our room is small", which could also be translated to "the room is too small for us" as in "this room is far too small for our love, to handle us"

and i just... how can you not love this song...

additional notes:

* i'm an idiot, i just remembered that singular imperative exists and is also gender neutral so the lyric could have been "spasi me, smisli neki plan" but it's not so the whole protagonist talking to the world stuff might have been the intended purpose

[uriekukistan]

thoughts on jjk 270, unfiltered for your reading pleasure

honestly the whole chapter feels like a disservice to megumi. i know i say that all the time, and maybe i'm just too jaded, maybe i'm wearing favorite character goggles idk, but as a whole i think this chapter was just. not good so if i wanna talk about it with regards to the Favorite Character, i will

my first thought seeing megumi at tsumiki's grave was that gege was gonna finally give a proper moment where he could grieve and reach some kind of closure, maybe get some of the overdue development he's earned. like to me there's nothing better than when the emotionally reserved character breaks down, and this would have been the perfect moment. i feel like so much of megumi's character has been built around his relationship to tsumiki, and the past 60 chapters-ish have been building up to this moment where megumi can properly grieve and maybe express some kind of remorse to tsumiki for being a bit of a brat when he was younger, but he never gets that. instead, we get this really stale and emotionless ending for their relationship, and for megumi's character as a whole. like idk, this whole time he's wanted to be able to apologize to tsumiki and make it up to her after everything she did for him, and he never even gets a moment to mourn. i hate that for him.

next. why am i getting more emotionally satisfying endings for side characters that i literally dgaf abt than for main characters like megumi, yuuta, gojo (i'll stand by the fact that i think he should have died, but like show people mourning him damn), nobara, YUUJI?????? idk like wtf is going on here. to me there is no reason to get a more satisfying ending for that middle school friend of yuuji's who was relevant for like two pages before i get a satisfying end for the literal deuteragonist of the story

then there's the whole thing w hana. i'm not even saything this from a shipping standpoint, but it's frustrating to me that megumi gets to reach some kind of peace w hana and have a good conversation with her before he talks to itadori, the person who's been by his side this whole time, the person who appreciates him for who he is and not their idealized version of him, the person who he decided to live for, the person who arguably means the most in his life right now. he doesn't get to exchange a serious heart to heart with him, but he gets to have a shallow surface level interaction with hana? idk i just feel like it reduces his character to something very superficial and i hate to see it.

and maybe i'm just dumb but i don't get like. any of these new plot points that have been introduced, but honestly, i don't care to understand. it seems like gege is in fact trying to set up a second part to jjk and im just so annoyed by that, because we get this rushed ending where nothing reaches proper fruition so he can introduce these new plots? like idk, somehow that pisses me off more than if he just fumbled the ending, but i hold that thought until we know for sure that he's making a second part.

this was supposed to be more general, but i got carried away w my thoughts abt how bad megumi's ending was fumbled. anyway. yeah canon doesn't exist to me past 268 :D

[astralnymphh]

unrelated but please write more fluff 😭😭 i loooove your way of writing sm 🩷

okay, let me just think of something random I can make into a poem to lighten my blog a little. think i'll do artist!ellie. first drabble thats mostly just poetry woop woop? (you'll see this kind of stuff in any fluff/angst/fantasy au i write) cw: internal organs mentioned, kinda angsty? idk sorry i get DEEP. thats it.

There's an artist in the bungalow.

She's got a mane of fire and a heart of clay. She is everything but skin and bone— for she has borne houses of stars and planets alike. The cosmos is her, and she is the cosmos. In her kindled hand is a means to create, whether she a weeping willow or gone livid in the pursuit for her head. Anguish be her tale of past days over this bungalow, because when all hope was sunken without acquainting grace, you rose upon it on two feet in ache.

You've a body similar— wrists that rebuke gold and sprout isles of lichens interchanging of your fine sylphine hairs. Borne was you, arteries dropped like glue and fled this earth like wax into hot gas, rising and rising somewhere new— instead, branches lie dying with you, inside you, a part of you, giving life to the marrow that is pulsing you. Wood is rot, bark is flaying, you are falling, that is okay. For the cosmos are desolate and resplendent with corpses by the shedload too. She is you, and you are her.

That's why she reached out for you, gave a hand made for crafting— and crafted you her partner.

One day, she took you through her quaint, oaken bungalow. A finger she lifted, pointing out everything mundane and.. commonplace. She pointed at her casement brown—trim windows, calling them the 'eyes of our house', watching the eons age this house away. She then pointed to her hallways, and likened them the 'throats of our house', swallowing every being and spitting them out a whole new person. She would give a last point, towards her bedroom and deem it the, 'heart of our house', for it pumps with life and watches bodies lie there— aging, waning, ever becoming moribund with their lovers held dear, pulse to pulse.

And you question sweetly, "Why are you telling me this, Ellie?"

Why?

Why elucidate the likeness of a visual so natural and so unquestioned in the form of organs? You question, but you do not look. Ellie replies, smooth of her tongue, "Wouldn't be fun if I just said it was my house." completely skipping the main trigger for question— 'our, our.. ours' and no longer just, 'her, her.. hers'.

It is your house. It is her house. It is a bungalow.

No odds about it, be it a jerry—built swamp house, a boxy mansion cruelly boasting over a crag, or a cottage swarmed in pixies preordained to rot in the woods it relies life on; it is a being. It eats personage, lets them linger, and absorbs them at the end of their existence— just like the earth will when it dies. Houses are like us.

Roofs see the same night airglow we gaze at, splayed amongst the grass, you lay with her.

"There's the little dipper, and.. that's the big dipper." croaked Ellie, aiming that same pointer towards the realm above, the dotted fabric we call 'the sky'.

"How can you even tell so easily— is there something wrong with my eyes?" quipped you, pressing the flank of your fist into your cinched eyes, clearing them.

"D'ya need me to point them out again?" She rolls upon her side, rending grass stuck onto her back, "Cause I can point you all the constellations visible right—"

Silenced. You push up on elbows and toss a hand to cradle, bringing her face into yours for a word—gobbling kiss, letting the dying hum vibrate down your chest. Ellie talks too much.

"Nhhmm.."

Satisfied. Spit smacking apart, it draws a line from pink plump to your plump of lip, and severs when you depart enough.

Her lower lip rolls inward, sucking sweetly of the spit you laid upon her mouth, coughing, "Ahem— that.. so you don't want me to show?" Dumbass. "No."

"Ooh—kay," drawled Els', the shuffling of leather and lawn surfing through your senses just a moment as she adjusts, planting that charmed chin on your shoulder— smushed like a rotten apple, "No show." and smiled, bless her smile.

So you lay, let the lay of petrichor waft into your head, and sleep away. Sleep away the life, sleeping away with yours— and hers.

just a teensy bit rushed but hope this is suitable

[aishangotome]

Azel Radwan: Chapter 19

Chapter 18

Thank you @passthechloroform for providing the video for this chapter!

♡———♡

The people of Tanzanite, the Land of Illusions and Divination, dream deeply.

Waking or sleeping, they experience a never-ending blissful dream under the protection of the brightly shining moon.

Azel: The full moon will be here soon.

Deep within the solitary castle in the desert—in a mystical space strongly imbued with ancient sanctity, the modern Living God gazes at the moon.

Azel: The history of Tanzanite began with the moon.

Azel: At the end of a journey seeking a homeland, your ancestors began to dream a sweet dream in a wasteland where all was dead.

Azel: But dreams always end.

The mystical eyes, holding the stars floating in the night sky, return to the earth.

The twelve figures bathed in moonlight uniformly fix their eyes on God.

Azel: Once upon a time, every country on this continent had a God.

Azel: The god of voyages, the god of fertility, the god of ore, the god of discipline, the god of war, the god of art...

Azel: People built various prosperities under the protection of all kinds of gods and created civilizations.

Azel: But as time passed, gods became ancient tales.

Azel: And "existing gods" like me disappeared from every country.

Azel: Many countries have already proven that people can live on their own without relying on gods.

Bathed in moonlight, the God confronting the twelve figures smiles faintly.

Azel: It's time for you to wake up too.

Azel: As the last Living God, I will give you eternal mercy.

Azel: With your own hands, as pioneers of the coming era, please...

Azel: Kill me.

-

Emma: Ha... ha...

I jump up in bed, gasping for air.

My pounding heartbeat chases away the drowsiness, and I instantly regain consciousness.

Emma: Prince Azel...!

Azel: What is it?

(!?)

Azel is sitting by the window, quietly reading a book.

He turns the page without looking at me, his appearance unchanged.

Azel: You woke up late, unusually for you.

Azel: You were moaning in your sleep. Did you have a bad dream?

(...That...)

(Was it... a dream?)

(...No, it wasn't. Get a hold of yourself, Emma.)

I clearly remember the scene in the forbidden left corridor, and the vast space I found at its end.

Emma: I can't believe it.

Azel: You can't believe it?

Emma: Last night.

Azel: Enis's story?

Emma: The events that happened after that.

Azel: You were exhausted and immediately collapsed into bed and fell asleep, didn't you?

Emma: Don't think you can fool me by pretending not to know.

Emma: When I woke up in the middle of the night, you weren't there, so I searched the whole temple and entered the left corridor...

Emma: Then there was a space I had never seen before, and you were dressed differently than usual--

Emma: You were...

Azel: I was?

(...He probably drugged me with a sleeping potion.)

(Through a kiss...)

Emma: ...!

At that time, I was so desperate to resist that I only felt anger, but now that I've calmed down and thought about it, my face is getting as hot as the scorching desert.

(I wish this part was a dream... but I remember everything...)

The vivid sensation of his lips, the feeling of our tongues touching, the more I remember, the more my heart races, and I cover my face with my hands.

Perhaps because he found it strange that I suddenly stopped talking, Azel looks up from his book and—laughs mockingly.

Azel: Ah... so it wasn't a nightmare, but a shameful dream?

Azel: To think you would defile me in your dream.

(Wh-what...)

Emma: After taking my first time...

Azel: ...Was it your first time?

Emma: What?

Azel: No, I was just surprised by the shamelessness of your dream.

Azel: Please wait a moment. I'll calculate the compensation amount now.

Azel stands up, pulls out a piece of paper from the chest, and places it on the table.

He scribbles something and hands me an invoice with an exorbitant amount written on it.

(Another invoice!? How many is this now?)

My knees almost give way at the sight of the increased invoice.

(A nightmare...)

Emma: No, that's not what I meant!

I toss the invoice into the air and lightly slap the table.

Emma: I won't let you pretend it didn't happen.

Azel: ...Sigh. Then I want to ask...

Azel: Did you walk around this... well, historical building in that negligee?

(Huh...)

When he points it out, I look down and see that my clothes, which I should have changed into when running around the temple, have somehow changed back into my negligee.

Emma: I didn't walk around in this outfit...

Emma: You could have just changed me after I fainted.

Azel: Me?

Emma: Yes, you...

Emma: ...Did you... change me!?

(Ah... a nightmare...)

Azel: There's no way I would do such a troublesome thing.

Azel frowns as if to say it's absurd.

I don't know whether to be relieved or suspicious.

(Calm down, Emma. Just because of my clothes, I can't say for sure that last night was a dream.)

Emma: If you're so confident, let's go to the left corridor together now.

Emma: If it really was a dream, it would be strange for me to know what the corridor looks like, right?

Azel: By all means, as long as you pay the entrance fee.

Azel: It's better than continuing this pointless argument.

(...What's with this composure?)

-

Emma: ...No way...

After changing, the left corridor I visited with Azel had completely changed.

Rubble is piled up as if blocking the way, and parts of the corridor have collapsed.

It's a disastrous scene, as if the 1000-year-old ruins have decayed and been left as they are, with no space for a person to enter.

The corridor is so dilapidated that I don't think it's possible to reach the other side.

Azel: I told you before not to go there because it's collapsed, didn't I?

Azel: I don't go in there either. I don't want to die.

Emma: But I really saw it...!

(Even though I remember it so clearly...)

(Did Azel fake it? But there's no way he could have prepared this mountain of rubble alone...)

(...Was it really a dream?)

(I'm starting to lose confidence.)

As if to confirm, I take a step forward, and just as I'm about to touch the rubble, Azel holds me by the waist.

Azel: Are you stupid? You'll get hurt.

Emma: ...I'm sorry.

(It certainly seems impossible to go any further.)

As I stand there dumbfounded, unable to believe the scene in front of me, Azel pinches my cheek as usual.

Azel: That's enough. I'm done indulging your dream verification.

Azel: I asked you to clean today. And please make those fried things too.

Azel pushes me back towards the entrance, and I stand in front of the space where the cleaning tools are stored.

(If it's a dream, then it's a dream.)

(I've only wished for things that would be better if they were dreams anyway.)

(But what I can't compromise on is--)

I turn around and grab Azel's clothes to stop him.

Azel: What is it now?

Emma: You won't die... right?

Emma: ...The "God-Killing Plan"...

Emma: Was that my dream?

Azel: ...

In that space that disappeared like a dream, I definitely saw it.

The words "God-Killing" written in Azel's own handwriting.

Azel: Dreams are a mirror that reflects the subconscious.

Azel: You, don't tell me...

Azel shakes off my hand and looks into my face.

Azel: You're thinking of killing me to pay off your debt all at once, or something like that--

Emma: That's absurd!

Azel: ...!

I headbutt him with all my might, and perhaps because it was unexpected even for God, he groans without dodging.

Azel: You... you've done it now, haven't you?

Emma: I'm sorry. But there are things you should and shouldn't say.

Azel: It's not something to get so worked up about.

Emma: No, I won't forgive you even if it's a joke.

Emma: ...There's no way I would want you to die.

Azel: ...

Emma: If you say that again, I won't make dinner ever again!

Azel: I'm sorry, I was wrong. I sincerely apologize, Goddess Emma.

Emma: It's fine as long as you understand.

While rubbing his forehead, Azel suddenly chuckles.

I was expecting to be scolded or asked for compensation, so this reaction is unexpected.

Azel: Dreams are easily influenced by reality.

Azel: You probably fabricated it in your head after hearing about the prophecy of the end.

Emma: ...Is that so?

Azel: Even if this "God-Killing Plan" or whatever existed, do you think I would overlook it?

Azel: There are certainly some people in this world who want to die, but at least I've never wanted to die.

Azel: Even if there's a prophecy from the first Living God, I still have things I want to do while I'm alive.

Azel: Are you satisfied now?

(He doesn't seem to be lying.)

My unconscious sigh is tinged with relief.

Emma: I'm satisfied. ...Thank you for indulging me.

Azel: You're welcome. It's just adding another item to the invoice, so don't worry about it.

(Ah, I'm being charged after all.)

Azel: However... I feel a chill for some reason today.

Emma: Don't tell me you've caught a cold?

Azel: No. It's just that I feel like someone with murderous intent is approaching me.

Emma: !?

I hurriedly grab the lantern and look around, but there's no sign of anyone nearby.

Emma: What should we do if it's an assassin or something?

Azel: We won't do anything, but what are you planning to do with the lantern?

Emma: Fight, of course. I learned basic swordsmanship when I was Belle.

Azel: ...What's going on with Rhodolite's Belle education?

His exasperated sigh is drowned out by the sound of footsteps treading on the ruins.

(Someone really is coming.)

Having just heard an ominous prediction, I grip the lantern and stay alert.

However, I involuntarily lower the lantern and stare at the person who appears from beyond the shimmering heat haze.

Azel: I thought it was about time you came back...

Azel: It's been a while, Akatsuki.

Akatsuki: Yes.

(I was worried because you haven't contacted me at all, but I'm glad you're safe...!)

(...But...)

Emma: Welcome back, Owner.

Emma: By the way, um... why is your sword drawn?

The sword that Owner always carries is unsheathed, and the scorching sunlight makes the blade gleam.

Perhaps sensing danger, Azel blatantly hides behind me.

Akatsuki: I saw your letter.

Akatsuki: "I won't hesitate to kill God."

(Th-that's strange.)

Emma: I should have only written that I'm going to live here and work as a priestess...

Akatsuki: I can't imagine you wanting to be a priestess.

Akatsuki: So you're being forced to stay here under some kind of threat from God.

Akatsuki: Am I wrong?

(Sharp...)

Akatsuki: This is my first time cutting down a God.

Azel: Miss Emma, please protect me with that lantern.

Emma: Don't be ridiculous!?

Akatsuki: Explain yourself.

Azel: Miss Emma, I entrust my life to you.

(If he finds out the truth... knowing my overprotective Owner, he might actually cut him down.)

(I should have read the "Beginner's Guide to Fraud" in Azel's room.)

-

To calm Owner down for now, I brew some "Zell tea" in the kitchen and offer him some simple bread I had prepared for Azel in case he got hungry.

After that, I managed to get him to sheathe his sword by telling him a bunch of lies.

Akatsuki: So you're saying you're helping God?

Emma: Yes. Prince Azel seemed to be troubled being surrounded by women, so I couldn't just leave him alone...

Emma: I offered my services out of goodwill. And being in the temple is the most convenient for that.

(Actually, I was just threatened with my debt...)

If the truth is revealed, Azel's life will be ruined before the prophecy of the end comes to pass.

Emma: This temple is spacious and comfortable to live in. Prince Azel even prepared a guest room for me...

Emma: It's so perfect that my Tanzanite life has become even more enjoyable. Hahaha...haha...

(...I can't say there's no room even if my mouth is torn apart.)

Azel: My, Miss Emma is truly a kind woman.

Azel: I knew she was the Belle of Rhodolite, but I didn't know she was such a good-natured--no, a beautiful person at heart.

Azel: Akatsuki's concern is valid, but please rest assured.

Azel: As a merciful God, I am the greatest saint in the world.

Azel: I would never deceive or lay a hand on Miss Emma.

Akatsuki: ...

(...He has some nerve saying that...)

Azel: By the way, have you obtained the document you were looking for?

(He completely changed the subject.)

The owner still seemed unconvinced, but quietly bowed to Azel's question.

And from his luggage, he took out not a book, but a board-like object wrapped in cloth.

The owner carefully opened the cloth, and a gasp of admiration leaked out at its contents.

Emma: This is...

Azel: A document left by an ancient civilization...a clay tablet.

(I've never seen one before.)

The clay tablet is densely covered in letters, but I can't read them at all.

Azel: Akatsuki is a book merchant, but he is also well-versed in archaeology, so he has an eye for these kinds of things.

Emma: Is that so?

Akatsuki: Archaeology is a hobby.

(No wonder his shop had so many rare books of historical value.)

(...But it was always empty because they were too fanatical.)

Azel also peered at the clay tablet with interest and lightly brushed the dirt off with his finger.

Azel: This...the content written here is mythology. And it's probably quite close to the truth.

Akatsuki: Can you decipher it?

Azel: Of course, it's in the ancient Tanzanite language.

(As expected of a God...or rather, it's just that Azel is very knowledgeable.)

Azel: Shall I decipher it? As a thank you for Miss Emma taking care of me.

Akatsuki: That's a different story.

Azel: Now, now, I do feel bad for borrowing Miss Emma without Akatsuki's permission.

Azel: Please let me do anything I can.

Akatsuki: ...The victim is Emma.

Azel: Of course, I intend to thank Miss Emma as well.

Azel: God exists to grant the wishes of all people.

Azel: If you have any requests, please don't hesitate to tell me.

(In that case, I'd like you to erase all my debt.)

I can't say it openly in front of the owner, so I smile vaguely.

Azel: Please give me a few days to decipher it.

Azel: And then...

Suddenly, Azel's expression changed.

Azel: Akatsuki, I recommend leaving Tanzanite before the full moon arrives.

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Chapter 19 Premium Story

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[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Oh look more headcanons

Who'd have guessed

Not me for sure

Okay sorry I'll shut up.

I'm highly music-driven and have been for many many years of my life.

And I'm presently unreasonably obsessed with The Fratellis after suddenly remembering they exist after like fifteen years of not hearing a single one of their songs. Don't ask me, it just happened a couple months ago and I decided not to question it.

So this is really stupidly niche of me, but these are their songs/lyrics that I associate with the Best Boys™, in a Character X Reader sense. The songs that are typically playing halfway on repeat when I'm writing any of them lately.

The song-links go to Spotify. It's not necessary to listen to them, the lyrics here are the main catalyst, but if you want to listen I'm not going to complain.

no but please I hope you like the music that I like I have no one to talk to about it and as a half-assed musician it's literally killing me and

Anywho.

Zoro

Living in the Dark

I was nothing less than torn, crying out to be reborn

Come back, baby, you could make me happy,

Maybe you could prove me wrong

You're the only one who could ever save me,

Maybe you could prove me wrong

I've been living in the dark down here too long

The song itself is far more upbeat than I'd generally associate with Zoro, but the lyrics speak to me on his behalf. The upbeat tempo is the equivalent of what you do to his heart when you're near him; it's strange and unfamiliar, but it's nice. He's iffy about being close with anyone, and he won't admit it out loud but he wants to be.

He's been alone for years, for damned near all of his life, and you're like the light at the end of that tunnel. He might try to push you away or be aloof and impersonal at first because the thought of being vulnerable frightens him a little, but he wants to be proven wrong. He wants to let you in, and he's willing to try.

Sanji

Sugartown

I get the strangest sense we were lovers past-tense

Like a dog in heat I just can't be indiscreet

And when I see you there, I whisper my prayer, so sweet

I'm getting shakey on my feet, I'm incomplete

And if you just can't do me right

Then, honey, please, do me wrong

I'll be your one man band, I'll be at your command

Just say the word and I'll be your Renaissance man

This entire damned song is the anthem of Sanji. It's like a 1950's bop, the type of song that you can't help but smile at. It's sweet and cute and pining, just like our favorite chef. He's just utterly obsessed and hoplessly devoted to you and every single thing you do. He can't keep his eyes or his mind off of you at any given time.

Just the sight of you entering the room takes his breath away, puts stars in his eyes. He would do or give absolutely anything to have you and to keep you forever, and he's going to make sure you know it.

Shanks

Babydoll

Babydoll, do you believe they'll catch you when you fall?

And when morning comes, the sun is gonna shine

Don't forget, your minor keys your half-lit cigarette

'Cause when morning comes, I know that you'll be mine

So let me in

I'm ready to beg and to sing for my sins

Not leave it to chance and sweet coincidence

I don't know. The soft yet slightly playful tone of the song in general just screams Shanks to me for no reason I can completely put in words. This particular portion of the lyrics is what I associate most with him.

He knows he wants you, and he wants to make sure you know it. Not to beat around the bush about it, but not pressure you either. Just make sure you know how much he cares about you and be as gentle and sweet as possible to prove it...and he knows it's going to work, and that you're already his whether you know it or not. But jfc also imagine that goddamned voice of his calling you babydoll please excuse me I need to go touch grass now

Mihawk

Medusa In Chains

I'm not your miracle man, I'm not your spirit guide

Before this whole thing began I had some sense of pride

Just one more night with your lips, your company is hard to eclipse

Weak-kneed, yes indeed, guardanteed, make my heart bleed

Give me a reason to breathe, don't let my sun go down

I'll make you stand and recieve, I'll be your sacred ground

Be my Medusa in chains, petrified

Only your beauty remains

The entire song. The ENTIRE SONG screams Mihawk to me. Slow-burn and seductive from start to finish. I get the same exact chills from this song that I get when he delivers that "Magnificent" line.

Lyrically relevant too. Falling for you in spite of his pride (and he has a LOT of pride to get past). You're like nothing he has ever experienced and he's utterly and hopelessly addicted to you. As much as he wants to fight it, he can't. In the same breath that he's trying to push you away and retain some grip on himself he's also pulling you back for more. He hardly even knows who he is anymore when you're near.

[momo-shut-the-fuck-up]

So i ve done the main story in infinity nikki and im gonna stop playin now, before i squeeze the game dry of content and have nothing (new) to do on release.

Time for a lil review/thoughts post

I m not gonna review every single mechanic in the game, simply things that stood out to me or that i wanna talk about. I also wont add more images, i kinda want ppl to see the world for themselves... i ll share more when the game comes out tho.

There s a lot of text under this. Tldr, i like the game i think it's a solid, enjoyable experience with a good gameplay loop, the story isn't for me, and i'll keep playin of course. And u should try it too if ur device wont blow itself up tryin to run it.

Dress up

The bread and butter of Nikki games... it's good as usual. Game doesn't shy away from long skirts or coat tails or complicated ballgowns just cuz nikki can run and jump and dash now and i'm very happy bout that. There's some clipping issues once in a while, but it's nothing major and the clothes we do have in the game are lovely. There s an evolution system for some of the sets, which makes em a diff color.... usually they can evolve once, but i saw Three extra evolutions for one of the UR sets and that scares me. Bcs to evolve them u have to craft the suit again. So u have to pull 4 copies of a suit to max it out..

Combat

Game's definitely succeeding in its quest for being cozy. There's no real stakes, combat isn't difficult in the slightest but i do welcome it- super simple but it's pretty fun regardless. The boss fights were surprisingly creative and fun for what they are, it's just unfortunate that you have to do them more than once or twice (crafting mats)- but they do change what the boss does so it's different depending on what mat u are farming for... and u can claim double or triple or however much stamina u got-le of the mat after u complete it once. So that s rly nice.

Exploration

I actually think it's really really good. Again this isn't a difficult or complicated game, not yet i guess... but with the major goal being "get new clothes" and "take pretty pictures maybe", the open world feels actively engaging to participate in. There's collectibles everywhere, little challenges you can do that are diverse but quick, styling battles, collecting everythin from animals fur to bugs to fish, and allll of this brings u closer to that never ending goal of woo more clothes.

However even if a challenge doesnt give you a blueprint, it's still just. Really Nice to exist in this world. It's very whimsical, as expected of Lilith, and the world has a combination of realism and cartoon artstyle that is just soso appealing to me. It's genuinely how i would've imagined miraland to look in 3d. Shame it's not the same miraland we know..

Story

Hmm... silly is one word i could use for it. Cute also. The story isn't doin anythin bad per se, and i did start skippin dialogue near the end w the pieceys because i want to keep at least Some part of the story for the game's release... but i get the gist of it, and it s just not my thing.

It feels like a story made for children, and it definitely would get a G rating. Easy and simple to follow, there's moments of tension or sadness sure but with the antagonist bein a literal babie lookin cutey fairy with a grown man's voice, or the creatures that i'm interacting with are a bunch of. Fuckin weird lookin big eyed balls of fabric that look closer to plushies than somethin Alive... it's all so silly and dramatic sometimes i can t help but cringe.

Part of it is a me problem, if u just open ur heart and free urself from the cringe the story is fine. It's just a little too kiddy for me and i so desperately hope it won't stay like this forever. My prayers might be answered though, there's a whole war beyond the borders and we have refugees around... shit's lookin bad for Umbrosa.

Other things i noticed that i liked:

The effect on nikki's skin when it's raining, she actually has water dripping down her face... its so cool

Momo capes are actually kinda neat ngl. Especially cuz the fucker follows u around everywhere, at least i can bedazzle him

Npc models look really good im a fan. They do suffer from "everyone is very beautiful" syndrome, which makes some of the npc villains look/sound ridiculous, but they have kid-teen-adult-elderly versions of models (i never see teen models in these games! Its cool!) And some body variation. The grandmas look so lovely i cry

The dark skin tone is really dark, and it looks quite nice and natural.

The lighting engine in this game is just rly good in general. God bless UE5

The edges of the map where there s forest, which u obv cant go thru, the forest is made to be darker, thicker.... i m a huge fan of this idk y. It's not just *invisible wall in front of an open field* nopee cant go there lets explore that area later tee hee. And it looks good to boot.

Camera function is p robust, has more options for changin brightness/saturation/contrast etc which i feel Shining Nikki lacks.

Some of the creature designs are so good man i looove themm <3.... the pieces are awful tho. Ok creature design is a hit and miss sometimes but the stray hatty? Peak. All the weirdy fashionable animals? Peak.

Bein able to quick switch thru ur saved sets while in the overworld is real neat

Oke that was it. Bye

[otherone12]

We Were Meant To Be, Supposed To Be

( Avril reference lol)

Frank Iero × Reader

-> Masterlist

A/N: Hey!! I took too long to write this, because I wasn't at home, so couldn't finish it. Also, i've changed the whole plot of this fic like three times, and I still thinking that's not good as I wanted. Anyways, i hope you enjoy :D

A/N 2: You guys want a Vampire x Reader fic? And with wich member?

Summary - You and Frank dated for a while before he joined MCR, but when you two decided to go separate ways, the different worlds didn’t work well together and you broke up. Years later, your lives collide again, but this time you’re not that young anymore. (This supposed to be a DD era Frank, but if you wanted to change it, be your guest).

- Word Count: 1.530

- Warnings: none

- Ps: I'll not use y/n…

- Ps2: I'm brazilian, so english is not my first language ... sorry if i wrote something wrong.

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1st person POV

  I was walking down streets on my way to my work, like I do every single day. The large amount of people on the street got me a bit nervous, but I learned to pretend that they didn't exist. 

    The huge building where I work seems small when I enter through the automatic door and go to my even smaller office. I took my earphones and turned the radio on in my city’s broadcasting station. “.... and we're gonna rock this town, like we always do.” The voice that I heard sounded a bit familiar, but I couldn't tell who it was, 'cause of the noise from poor radio contact.   

    I tried harder to listen to what he’ll say, but he had already  finished the interview and the announcer said “Guys, that was Frank Iero telling us what we can expect from the My Chemical Romance concert next week. Thank you, Frank!”

    I got shocked. Why wasn't I able to recognize Frank's voice? It's been that long?

   Frank and I met at high school in our freshman year. We became best friends in about three months. Earlier than we expected, we were hanging out and holding hands. He was the best part of my highschool, probably because I was the most introverted person in the world, he is the opposite. Frank encouraged me to go to parties with him, to be less insecure, to be myself… I owe him all the chances I haven't let go since.

So, like all good things, we were over. He is a famous guitarist, touring through the whole world with his band, and I'm here. I went to college and became exactly what I wanted since I was a kid. 

    We were immature and broke up at the first trouble we had, we’ve been together for six years, and knew each other enough to know that we couldn’t handle a long distance relationship. Without any fight or discussion, we decided that was the end, and just didn’t talked anymore to not turn things harder than they almost were.

Moving on took me a few years, but no one of the people that I dated after Frank made me feel the way he did. Maybe we’re some kind of "meant to be'', and we threw our chance away, giving up that easy.

    The idea of Frank being here gave me the sensation of butterflies in my stomach, should i talk to him? No. I mean, I would like to see him, ask him if he thinks of me like I think of him. Maybe he's still trying to forget about us but incapable to do it, just like me. 

    I gave a brief look to the clock on the wall and noticed that I spent an hour just thinking of Frank, remembering our best moments. And just when I thought I reached the bottom, I felt a tear dripping down my face. 

    With my sleeve, I wiped that single tear in my cheek and keeped working. 

    The rest of the day was gray, the color of the clouds coincidently matched with my feelings. At home, I dropped myself in my bed and turned the tv on, with a desperate yearn to keep my mind out of my old memories. In a few minutes I fell asleep. 

*** time skip ***

  Next day, I decided that I would enjoy myself in some cool place. So at 9pm I put on my best clothes and went to my favorite bar. The place still the same since the last time i went there

   The low lights inside the bar almost made me stumble but I held on to the door before falling.

Like always, the place was crowded and the mix of people talking and the small band who were playing reminded me why I definitely prefer to stay at home instead of going out. Don’t get me wrong, the band was good, I only hate this amount of noise. 

    I took a seat by the side of a group of four men, but it was too dark to see their faces. I avoided looking at any of them for a long time, so it wouldn't look like I was flirting or something.

    - Hey! It's been a long time since the last time you’ve been here. - I used to come here so often that I became friends with the bartender - How’s it going?

   - Great i think, just a bit down this week. - I tell him, with a heavy sight - But I'm here to relax, so, gimme the same as always.

   - Right away, dear! 

   The bartender called my name after some minutes to give me my drink, and I felt the back of my neck burn, like I was being watched. Slowly, I turned around and the four guys were looking at me. My eyes, now accustomed with the dim place, could recognize their faces. I forgot how to breathe when I realized who they were.  

  - Holy shit! I thought I heard your voice, but then I thought that I was getting insane - The man closer to me said, and a silly smile appeared on my face. - You remember me, right, darling?

    - How could I forget you, Frank? - I took a sip of my drink, still smiling. - And, believe me, I tried so fucking hard to.

    - So do I… 

    He took a deep breath and his gaze showed that he missed me as much as I missed him. 

    - When he knew that we’ll be doing some concerts here, he started to talk about you and didn’t stop - Ray said, giggling, while Frank gave him a deathly look. - Well, good to see you again, by the way!

    - Same, guys! - I looked at all of them and nodded, drinking again. - Eight years is too long, but at the same time it seems like it was just a week ago. 

    - Ain’t that the truth? Damn! - Frank didn’t stop to look at me as of the beginning of the conversation. If he keeps doing this, I'll end up kissing him. - You’re pretty as always. ya know?

    My world just tumbled down with his sentence. He used to say this daily to me, in the same way. I gasped and, just like a movie, I saw him, a sixteen boy sitting by my side at the school’s refectory saying this to me for the first time. 

    Ray, Gerard and Mikey walked away to the other side of the bar and Frank stood up when I didn’t respond. Unable to say anything, I just looked at his hazel eyes and felt him getting closer. The feeling of panic washed my body with the sensation of his lips on mine. His hands runned through my body and his tongue entwined in mine. 

    All this eight fucking years trying to get over him, and he made all of this be in vain. I missed his touch more than I could even imagine. 

    I lost my fingers in his hair and when we both were breathless, we pulled up and just looked at each other.

    - Shit, how I missed you! - Frank said, holding my waist. - Wanna take a walk outside?

    - Sure. 

    We walked at the door, letting all the noise behind. The cold air of the night reached my face and I shivered, my mind was so confused that I barely noticed that Frank was holding my hand. 

    - So… I don't even know how to start to say how much I regret leaving you.   

    He was looking down, and I've never heard him so serious before.

    - You didn’t leave me. It was consensual. 

    - Yeah, but.. but I blame myself every day for not insisting on continuing with you. - He whined with an evident remorse in his voice. The regretful tone of his sigh was painful for me to hear.

    - Wasn’t your fault, Frank. We were both immature. - I let go of his hand and put my arm around his neck, in an attempt to comfort him. I wish someone had told me the same thing I said to Frank. After he’s gone I felt as guilty as him, and it lasted all these years. - Altrought we can try again, ‘cause we made it clear to each other that we still have mutual feelings.

    - You’re right, but how is this gonna work? - We stopped walking and Frank looked at me. His confused gaze turned sad and worried as the next words left his mouth.  - You have your life here, and my music is my life so… 

   - Maybe we can try that long distance thing… - A little unsure of what he would think of the idea, I tried to accept the only possible option for our situation. - Seeing each other when you were not on a tour, spending holidays together, calling and texting each other every day...

    - Sounds like an idea to me.

    He smiled and pulled me closer to a kiss, this time i wasn’t worried about all that shit. I let the moment ride me and a hopeful sensation warmed my body even more than Frank’s hands on my face and hips. I felt on fire when the kiss turned deeper. 

    - Are you sure that you wanna try to do this? - I broke the kiss for an instant. 

    - I’m on there, baby! 

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~So... that's it. lemme know if you enjoyed ;)

[weaselle]

i've seen this before but i just now heard some people talking about it so i'm going to weigh in.

(I don't sit around day dreaming about fighting animals or anything, but i live under a hill with coyotes and a mountain lion and i've done a fair amount of wandering around where the wild things are, so this kind of thing does cross my mind)

First of all, we're talking a fight not an altercation. I think there's a chance i could drive off just about any of these animals, by bluffing them or acting weird enough or getting them to give a little ground which often turns into giving more ground and going away. I've navigated interactions with wild animals before, and you can usually make yourself seem like not enough of a threat and yet also too much trouble, and end things before they really begin.

What we're talking about is after these tactics fail and you are already in a physical fight.

And for the purposes of this i'm going to say this includes fighting for your life against a predatory attack -- there's a big difference between driving off a large predator that is just roughing you up because it's mad you're in its territory, and one that has already decided its for sure going to kill you, and we're going to say "what if the worst should happen". So:

rat

house cat

goose

medium sized dog

eagle

large dog are all a yes from me. Large dog and eagle are trouble but doable -- i'm very experienced with large dogs and i grew up around geese and the eagle is going to be the same as the goose but you'll walk away with more significant injuries. Like, an eagle weighs the same as a jack russell terrier and has hollow bones, if i can get a hold of it i can end it, but i'm probably gonna need, like, so many stitches. Same with the large dog, i'll likely need to visit the hospital after (and i'd be real sad) but i could get it done if i had to.

now. The unknowns. These are all animals that there's some chance, however small, i might survive.

wolf

king cobra

crocodile

kangaroo

Wolf. So. I work with dogs professionally, I have had to break up several dog fights, i'm comfortable physically interacting with very large dogs, and that's why i think i could definitely win a fight against a dog if i had to. I've also come face to face with a wild wolf in the woods (which was pretty damn scary) and i think there's a chance i could win against a single wolf basically the same way i would win against a large dog, but also, wolves are not dogs, they literally kill other animals all the time, they're like, professionals at it, so. Maybe.

King cobra, yeah, i can for sure kill this poor snake with my bare hands, but whether or not i can do it without getting a lethal dose of venom stuck into me is a big coin flip. Is it winning if you kill the snake but you also die? not to me

Crocodile just depends on so much. I mean probably not. Like, a large adult Saltwater or Nile croc? absolutely not, nope, no way, i'm for sure deadzo. But crocs come in a lot of sizes and shapes. And many of them sort of keep growing their whole life, so, a 5 and a half foot croc might be an adult or i could be facing an adult crocodile of the same species that weighs more than 2,000 pounds.

Gharial crocs can also get way bigger than i can do anything with, but they have a really thin snout designed to catch fish. Other species of crocs also have smaller, thinner mouths and specialize in fish, like the central african slender-snouted croc, which do not get as large as their nile cousins. And various smaller species of crocodile exist that might be adults at only three or four feet long.

Most crocodiles enter tonic immobility like sharks, so if i can get it on its back for a couple breaths it will go sort of unconscious, and if it's not too big i might be able to make that happen. Of course, even if it only weighs like 40 pounds, if we're in water that's deeper than i am tall it can just latch on and keep my head under the surface... so a lot depends on what kind of croc, what size, and what specific ground/water environment we're in. The answer is, probably not. But it depends.

Kangaroo. So that leaves this guy. Basically, this is like fighting a soccer player who has a short-bladed knife in each hand and a spike on each foot. The kicks are hard, and i'm getting cut up real good, but there's some chance i could win. Or not. It kind of depends on the individual. Some adult kangaroos are smaller than me and some are bigger than me and i do know how to fight but then again i definitely fight less often than the kangaroo does and it has weapons and i don't, so. Likely not. But maybe. Depends. Also depends on what you mean by "win". It definitely doesn't want to eat me and they don't usually fight to the death -- I've seen a person punch a large kangaroo hard enough to make it change its mind about wanting to fight. i kinda think i might be able to achieve a similar outcome.

Okay, now the rest of these are just crazy! Chimps are a big no, they can do everything i can do but stronger, better, and with fangs.

A gorilla? If they do decide you have to be ended, gorillas are an even worse opponent, there's just no way. A male gorilla has jaw muscles the same size as my biceps. They have a bite force twice as strong as a lion's. They can weigh more than 400 pounds. There's absolutely no way.

And there's literally nothing an unarmed human could do against a determined lion, brown bear, or elephant. Less than zero chance if one of those things decides you have to die.

look, the smallest of those last three would be a lioness. Here's three big strong men testing their strength against a single lioness

dude. She's not even trying very hard. A wild lioness that decided an unarmed person was food? There's basically nothing you can do once she takes action, all your options depend on doing something to make her change her mind before she gets a hold of you. It's the same for a brown bear, and lmao, an elephant could literally throw a car at you. An elephant can weigh six thousand pounds and lowkey has to move carefully around a person to not kill them accidentally.

idk who these 6-17% think they are, but some of these "yes" answers up on that poll are insane.

[graciegoeskrazy]

the 1975 masterlist

last updated: 1/2/2025

newest ones in bold!

Key!:

A - angst

F - fluff

S- sad like really fucking sad

! - heavy topics: check the trigger warnings!

☆ - a favorite of mine or a rec!

blurb masterlist

headcannon masterlist

reader instas au

m a t t y h e a l y

Teen!Daughter!r

Free now (A, S)

Matty sees his daughter for the first time in 3 years

Frail state of mind (S)

matty helps r through a panic attack

the birthday party (A, S)

matty forgets readers birthday

now you just look like anyone (A, S, !)

matty helps his daughter through an abusive breakup

we're all just the same, what a shame (F)

matty annoys his daughter and builds a fort, atpoaim rewrite

and too much racket (A)

y/n does drugs and matty helps her through it

undo (A, S, !)

y/n tells her father she might be pregnant

yeah u wanna find love (F)

y/n cries to the new Taylor Swift album

if it’s not with u (F)

matty talks about his daughter while on a podcast

then because she goes (F)

matty comes home to y/n who has a special guest over

mine (A, S, !)

y/n uncovers a secret that matty intended to stay hidden forever

you’re all i need (F, S)

reader gets cheated on and matty is there to console her

human too (F)

reader gets sick first day of huge msg show, luckily her dad is there to help her

i’ve got a woman now (F)

matty freaks out when y/n gets her first period

figure my heart out (A, S, !)

matty accidentally learns his daughters biggest secret

PART 2

“and i do make art ty v much” (F)

matty finds out y/n is a writer

if you’re living and you’re 17 (S, A, !!!!!!!!!)

y/n hates her life on the road

PART 2

my whole life waiting for you (F)

y/n and her dad a have a cute moment on stage together

an encounter (F)

y/n smokes her her first cig with her dad

Stepdaughter!r

a party that she had to miss (A, S, !)

gabi relapses

when we are together (A, S, lil F)

swift!r runs to matty during a fight with her mom

cuz it all means nothing my dear (A, S, ☆)

matty tries to step up when y/n goes through her first heartbreak

Daughter!r

It was no use at all (A, S)

Matty lashes out on y/n after a breakup

she's begging you to stay stay (A, S, F, !, ☆)

matty finds his daughter he didn't know existed

PART 2 - I'll give u one more time (A, S, !, ☆) PART 3 - one more fight (A, S, !, ☆) PART 4 - one more line (F,S, ☆)

if i believe u (A, S)

matty doesn't tell you he got engaged and ends up saying something he regrets

she lays down (F)

baby y/n wakes up from a nightmare

not looking like that (F)

y/n doesn't like her dad's new haircut

it takes a bit more (A, S, !)

young healy struggles through her fathers addiction

Other

You can yourself a friend (A, S)

Matty gets mad and takes it out on Maise

inside your mind (A, S)

matty picks y/n up from school when she gets in trouble

they’re just girls (F)

the younger healy sneaks away to a 75 show...and matty doesn't know

g e o r g e d a n i e l

xcx!stepdaughter!r

I find it hard to say bye bye (A, S)

r thinks george is gonna leave

it happens to your family and your friends (A, S, !, ☆)

George helps y/n when she looses her best friend, in the worst possible way

darling that’s what humans do (A, S)

r breaks her arms while alone with george and charli gets upset

on this night, in this light (S, F)

George and Charli help r through a nightmare

change is pressure (A, S)

y/n gets in trouble at school and acts out on George.

b2b (S, F)

y/n is scared her parents are breaking up

somebody else (A, S, !, ☆)

y/n's biological father makes a surprise visit

don’t worry, darlin (F)

y/n calls George when she gets a little too drunk

do u think i have forgotten? (F, S)

George asks y/n is he can propose to her mom

PART 2 - about you

a change or heart (F, S)

George and Charli help y/n through a breakup

daughter!r

not dying, no, just lying (S, F)

y/n blames herself for George's depression

healy!r

is there somebody who can watch u? (F)

George takes care of y/n for the day while matty is sick

r o s s m a c d o n a l d

Daughter!r

You can yourself a friend (A, S)

Matty gets mad and takes it out on Maise

You know I got you (F)

r gets sick while ross is on stage

Songbird (F, ☆)

ross has trouble getting baby maise to sleep

instead of living in your head (A, S)

ross finds out y/n has dyslexia

i can stage a situation (A, S, !)

ross finds out about y/n's eating disorder

making an aesthetic out of not doing well (A, F, S)

ross and y/n talk about her schools struggles

playing on my mind (A, S)

y/n is afraid she won't see her dad again

alright, baby (S, F)

y/n gets her first period and her dad is there to help

Actor masterlist

Marvel masterlist

handy dandy notebook🤍

WIP ✏️

[ca-suffit]

I think an important thing to remember when discussing Lestat as a queer icon (since it's a topic on the blog lately) is the fact that he's a queer horror icon. That man was never going to be a good man lol. It's exactly how Dr. Frank-n-Furter is a queer icon despite also being a villain and problematic. It's important to see people that we could relate to or admire in some aspects also be completely terrible, to avoid conflating someone you like with someone you who is good/should be imitated. Especially in the context of domestic violence and abuse in queer relationships. I wish this nuance was more present in fandom, because I don't like how people either treat Lestat like he's just a regular queer icon (as in, they ignore the part that makes him a horror to deal with), or diminish his queerness.

I'm also looking forward to people claiming Louis as a queer icon, I have hopes that it will become a more widespread topic as the show simmers, because I also think that Lestat being heralded as a queer icon in the show comes from decades and decades of him being considered one outside of it. This is the firts time (to my knowledge) that Louis has been compelling to the general public, so I guess with time he'll gain more weight in that discussion. I know it might sound too optimistic, given how black queer characters are usually treated, but I'd rather feel like we can go somewhere with this than feeling dejected.

I would write so many things about Lestat's and Louis' queerness and how they differ and interact and affect their lives and the narrative if I had the time. I'd also like to read/hear more about how Louis' queerness interacts and overlaps with his identity as a black man, so if you (or anyone) have any recs I'll gladly take them.

I think the discussion and even the portrayal of DV in queer (and interracial) relationships is a *huge* one for ppl to sidestep and has been one of the most disappointing things here tbh. we *haven't* seen that explored much in queer stories and it's so fucking *common* irl. there's a *lot* to explore there in so many directions, but ppl skip over that all the time just bcuz they don't want anyone to be "mean" to lestat. u can like things and still discuss and criticize them. as u said, look at the rocky horror picture show and the impact that's had. a lot of queer existence in general is always being "other" somehow, and that's why horror is such a good genre for it. to strip that away bcuz u just wanna play rupaul's drag race with lestat is....I mean, ppl can do what they want on their own, but this collective bullshit of forcing others to conform to this too and thinking ur "right" for doing it is a majority of the reason this fandom sucks. most ppl don't even hate lestat tbh, it's these fans that are the problem. nobody lets anyone meet the story where it's at.

I def think, regardless of what the show ends up becoming as a whole, that amc louis has made a huge impact as a black, queer character in major media. I hope ppl continue to analyze him and be inspired by this character and keep it all rolling forward. nobody expected this to be as good as it was at portraying louis and we're blessed af to have jacob in the part too.

god, I don't remember all the good posts I've seen about louis anymore. I tried to even look but I think most were out of the tags and long ago too. I remember a rly good one talking about claudia's relationship to louis and how he prbly wasn't allowed to play with grace's dolls as a kid, so claudia was kind of his "permission" to do that. it also gives a slightly different perspective to claudia's "doll-like" existence, since this was not something explored in louis in the books or 1994 film.

I feel like, if u or anyone is unfamiliar with james baldwin, reading his stuff will give some irl perspective to amc louis too in various ways. equal in paris is a good S2 companion. I think rolin jones even said giovanni's room was an inspiration for S2 too.

[dead-boys-club]

You characterize everyone really great! Except Touya don't you think you write him a little too expressive? it just doesn't seem very fitting.

I'm not sure if I should say thank you or...

So, I'm not going to do what I did with Hawks and write you a whole book ( i lied ) on why I write Toya the way I do. However, I'll give a little piece:

Dabi was a mysterious, sarcastic jackass. Dabi was a cover. A persona. He didn't exist. He was built to mask intentions until Toya got where he needed and wanted to be. It's very simple.

Toya, on the other hand, in case no one's noticed is very emotional, very expressive and talks waaay too fucking much. I mean, we spent like 7 pages with him monologuing. He's not.. some emotionless, dead inside jerk and I also refuse to write him as some overly sexualized nympho - it's kind of tiring seeing all these characters reduced to nothing but sex and bad clichés. I mean - he's a super traumatized, unstable dude with a mental issue here and there, who actually enjoyed hurting people, but he's not a sociopath. However, he's also not in denial about a single thing. He knows what he went through, he knows what he's doing, he knows he's a little unhinged.

However - you're talking about a kid who basically just wanted attention and approval, who wanted his dad to be proud of him. Lmao, I hate to break it to you anon, but half the people I know, including myself, are very familiar with this kind of situation and the trauma of it. ( if you feel the need to come at me for the burning alive part, you can take your smart-ass right to the block button and not waste my time. )

I really, really hate that I have to keep repeating myself about these characters actually having depth and being more complex than you give them credit for.

Do you even understand what its like to be a deeply traumatized person, who sought those things and ended up so fucking disappointed that you became someone else? That you stopped trusting, stopped loving - you just kinda broke? The scenarios and reactions I've written for him with a partner convey someone who finally found someone else that isn't pushing him away, isn't screaming at it and is accepting how he wants to deal with things. And I've also made it clear in my writings of him that it confuses the shit out if him and he doesn't just accept that someone loves him and is proud of him... because how the hell is he supposed to know how to react to something he's never had? I didn't just.. make him into a character that changed over night and is good and happy, etc etc. No. Because I know better and I'm not going to shit on a character with complexities stemming from trauma and mental disorders.

As someone with a handful of mental problems, trauma out of the ass, that relates to this character on a pretty scary level - I refuse to write him on the surface of what Dabi was supposed to portray. I will continue to write Toya the way I always have and if you don't like it, that's perfectly fine. I'm not asking you to like it or change your OPINION, because that's what it is, but you will not come onto my page and tell me it's wrong. Lmfao.

I'm sorry that you want some shitty, second hand surface level Dabi writing that I refuse to give. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Hopefully you find another writer who will do that for you.

( Let me clarify: I am 100% shitting on how this opinion was brought to me. I'm not shitting on people that write him that way, not everyone spends 179395 hours in a fixation obsession over a character; I do. Write how you want. Write how it makes you happy. But don't go to people and talk to them like this.)

You could have easily written something like 'you characterize everyone really great but I don't agree with toya. can i ask why you characterize him like this?' Literally could've just asked. Not 'oh this is great except this one this one is wrong'.

If it doesn't seem fitting to you, that's okay. Then my writing isn't your taste. Go find someone else you enjoy?

[pearldog30]

The guys reacting to a period simulator

Ghost, Soap, Hesh, Rudy, Alejandro.

Time for another HC. I just want to apologize why I haven't been active the past few weeks A LOT has happened, so yeah.... But I'm back and hopefully I'll get into the groove of posting more. There's just a lot of personal stuff that has happen, because of it I haven't been in the mood to write but I'm trying for y'all. cuz I love y'all 🖤

Other works 👉 Master list

Warnings| period Related stuff obviously.

Ghost 👻

When you first tell him about it he gives you major side eye cuz he doesn't think it exists until you put it in his hand. He is eyeing it up and down like you put a bomb in his hand or something.

Now talking him into actually putting it on is a whole nother ball game, it took you at least 3 weeks to talk him into it. And when he finally agreed, he was eyeing that little mote control that came with it like his life depended on it.

1,000% is scarily quiet.

Definitely is probably the most calm throughout the entire thing. even when you ramp it up to 10 you might hear him grunt a little, but that's the most you're going to get out of this man. Takes it like a champ

Afterwards though... He won't tell you straight up, but he has so much more respect for you now after going through that hell. he'll never admit it, but he was crying screaming throwing up on the inside

He spoils you afterwards a LOT more/Gives into whatever you want during that time of the month. cuddles/snacks/chocolate etc whatever you want bb, he's there. He will also low-key fight anyone who says period cramps are nothing

Soap 🧼

Oh oh oh... My poor so soapy boy, when you first told him about it he got so fucking cocky probably went a little something like this. "Ha! and what is that little machine supposed to do, this will be a breeze! Ay!" he went back on his words after you were done.

Tries to play it cool and tough. but fails it miserably after you crank it up past 4. Guaranteed this mf is already complaining and whining. "What. No... It can't be 4 you're cheating" says something along those lines.

Anything past 5 he is screaming and whining like a child. (He almost ripped it off at that point, but you stopped him beforehand)

He demanded to hold your hand after that, and he had it in a death grip the entire time. like he was given birth or something he said it was for emotional support.(he almost broke your hand from how tight he was squeezing it)

He shed a few tears you pumped it up to 10 but try to play it off. He is regretting every word he said.

Afterwards though he probably said something like "so Bonnie where's my chocolate" or something like that, (expecting to get his own little period basket for "surviving" it as he calls it.😭)

Hesh🌴

(Hesh my bb he is the most underrated character ever. y'all are sleeping on him, and I hate all of you for it. he needs more attention because I said so!)

A lot like ghost, He never even heard it existed until you said something, He definitely was skeptical about it.

He was surprisingly open to trying it. And wasn't nervous about it. And too much to your surprise he was handling it really well. (With the occasional grunts, and groans, here and there. he tried to man it so hard, but failed in the end)

But when you got it past 5 that's when he started to violently sweat, and he kind of started to get quiet, Which made you a little worried.

He did however! took the controller away from you Midway through because he thought you were lying. and then when he realized, he nearly shit himself that it was only at 7. (Definitely gave you bombastic side eye)

But after it was all said and done, he could not stop asking you if that's what periods really felt like, and when you confirmed every single one of them. he went silent looking at you as if God himself was saying it. Moral of the story he gained a lot more respect for you and other women

He was also a lot more gentle with you during those times, not saying he was before. he just somehow took it a step further, and praised you a lot. Telling you how good you did during those times of the month. (Probably also asked Elias/a few of the guys on the team who had wives few of their own tricks on how they dealt with them when they had theirs)

Alejandro 🔥

When you first mentioned the idea to him he looked at you like you were talking in another language. In the back of his mind tho he thought this was all bullshit what could a little machine do. And boy was he wrong

He wasn't necessarily wasn't open to it at first glance but after a little "negotiating" he finally agreed. And boy were you excited you definitely secretly filmed it

You weren't even on to level 2 when he was asking what level you had it on. This man cannot for the life of him keep his mouth shut either, he was either complaining or talking the entire time. NO IN BETWEEN!

Anything past 3 tho... he's acting like he's giving birth. quite literally saying every cuss word in the book, didn't matter if it was English or Spanish you heard it. you were getting slightly concerned

But once you got it turned up to 7. that's when he said fuck this, and ripped it off violently almost breaking the machine, and smashing it. (He also somehow shocked his hand in the process)

But after (that hell experience he calls it) he picked up his game in doing house chores after going through that. he doesn't let you lift a finger during that time of the month.

Rudy🥺

Now Rudy's actually heard of this before from his sister, who's brought it up a couple of times. so when you jumped on the bandwagon too, he was scared for his own safety.

This poor man was probably a sweating nervous wreck. Since he has a mom and sister he knows how bad it was for them. so he's expecting the worst.

Although he was a nervous wreck, he was violently calm through the whole process. which Low key scared you

I feel like he has a high pain tolerance. So it actually didn't affect him that bad. but still it hurt ofc, and he hates seeing people he loves in pain. But when it got to 10 that's when he really started to feel it, and move around more. (You know those little period cramp moves we do yeah that was him 💀)

Although unlike most of the guys, he was more quiet and reserved about the pain. He knew you had to deal with this every month, so what gives him the right to scream and complain when he could turn it off at any moment, and you couldn't.

He also went to his mom and sister after that experience. asking them what more he could do to help you out.

And that's going to be the end for this, I know it wasn't long. but I just wanted to get something out there for you, I hope you enjoy. and I hope you are having a good day/night wherever You are. reblogs, and comments are always appreciated 🖤

Tags @macravishedbymactavish

[buffster]

Judgement (ATS 2.01)

This is part of my ongoing Buffyverse Project, where I write notes/meta for every episode in an attempt to better understand the characters and themes of the shows. You can find the BTVS list here and the ATS list here. Gifs are not mine.

Host: You know what I'm talking about: in this city, you better learn to get along -- 'cause L.A.'s got it all, the glamour and the grit, the big breaks and the heartaches, the sweet young lovers and the nasty ugly hairy fiends that suck out your brain through your face -it's all part of the big wacky variety show we call Los Angeles. You never know what's coming next. And let's admit it, folks - isn't that why we love it?

I get the feeling I'm missing something in my Angel analysis by never having lived in or visited L.A. It seems like a show informed by and designed around the city in a way that's just going right over my head.

Our trio has grown confident in our absence. They're like a well-oiled machine, intent on their mission and refusing to be distracted. They even have an organized white board to track the progress of cases. But then we learn the reason for this intensity: Angel has been thinking about making it to the finish line. He's ready to be human.

Very on brand that part of his consideration is that he'll soon need a workout regimen.

Angel: You got your steam, your sauna, fresh towel . . . where's the down side?

Cordelia: You shower with a lot of men.

Angel: I'll always be a loner.

We then check in on Lindsey, who is becoming somewhat of a Faith figure to Angel's Buffy: does he want to be him, kill him, or fuck him? He's becoming obsessed with Darla because of her connection to Angel as well. It's clear they plan to use her to get to Angel, but this seems like a very similar scenario to when they sent Faith: there's just too much history and variables here for them to be sure of the outcome.

I'm enjoying Wesley's methodical, practical approach to his job. He really treats it like a vocation he wants to be successful at. He's been working on creating contacts in the demon world for them. And while I appreciate the broadening of the Buffyverse as we learn not all vampires/demons are bad, it does take away some of Angel's tortured soul alure when we learn of people like the Host. If there are creatures like Angel out there, why the lonely, cursed existence? Why didn't he stumble upon this community years ago? The implication is that he's dark and tortured because it's his nature, not his curse.

We're introduced to Caritas and The Host, who attempts to warn Angel he might be headed for a fall and offers to give him a read. Angel declines. He goes to find his demon.

I didn't love the scene where Angel accidentally kills Jo's protector. I just felt it could have been executed better. It felt a little unbelievable that she didn't shout, "Hey! Don't kill him. He's protecting me!" during the whole scuffle. Alas, she did not, and Angel is wracked with guilt over killing an ally in the fight against evil. It turns out the trio's intense focus on knocking out their list of demons so they can reach the finish line is having some unpleasant consequences. They didn't stop to focus on Cordy's vision and what it meant...they just attacked.

I'm happy to see Gunn again, although I could use a little less of this "he's a black man from the streets" being his whole personality. Feels racist. He finally formally meets Cordelia and Wesley.

Angel: I saw the light at the end of the tunnel, that someday I might become human . . . that light was so bright, I thought I was already out.

Cordelia: Yeah, we all got a little cocky, didn't we? It's gonna be a long while till you work your way out. But I know you well enough to know you will. And I'll be with you till you do.

I've watched Angel through all of once before now...we don't get to see what this child grows up to become, do we? Kind of a shame. I'm intrigued.

Angel is forced to sing 'Mandy' so he can save Jo. He admits he finds it kind of pretty.

Cordelia: That man will do anything to save a life.

Angel finds Jo (with the help of The Host) and has a fight to the death before The Tribunal to save her life. Interesting we're not going with the "animals don't like vampires" tradition here and Angel does just fine on the horse. Jo now has protection until the child comes of age.

Angel decides no more keeping score. They're focusing on one job at a time.

Faith: The road to redemption's a rocky path.

We check in on Faith at the very end as Angel visits her in prison. It's cool to see he's continuing to mentor her, and it appears she gets tested pretty often there. She's learning some self-control. I wish she'd gotten more of a role and less of the occasional cameo.

Character Notes:

Cordelia Chase: Alright, I'm too lazy to check. Didn't she draw incredible sketches for the Scooby gang? Why is Angel drawing the demon she saw for her? She's been watching a Noir festival on Bravo.

Faith Lehane: Prison food isn't that different from what she grew up on. She's finding comfort in the routine (possibly becoming institutionalized)

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Absolutely loving his sass with Dennis.

The Host: His bar is called Caritas, latin for 'Mercy'. No weapons or violence allowed.

[hel-phoenyx]

Oli belongs to @thal-ent

Domhildr (mentioned) belongs to @soupedepates

Modern AU shenanigans and Ivani getting updates on the whole saga lmao

"You look happier. That's a good thing."

I smile at Oli's comment. Indeed, I do look happier. I guess being on survival mode does take a toll on your mental health.

We're sitting at a terrace, they're drawing some of their next designs and I'm killing time with some random tarot card readings. Not looking too much in seeing the Nameless pop up a lot of times. Can't keep my third eye open at all times, can I ?

"Yeah, finally found a roof. Won't be definitive, but it gives me times to end my shady business and find a legitimate job."

"That explains the weight gain and the colors."

I snort.

"Please, I still look like a damn skeleton. What about you, you gained some colors ! You look even happier than last year, is there a guy in the picture ?"

Oli giggles a little mysteriously.

"Wouldn't you like to know..."

"Okay that means I'm right. Spill the beans, eldritch being, who is it, did you finally bang that cute roommate of yours ?"

They smile even more.

Wait.

No way.

No waaaaaaaaay.

I burst out laughing before she even has time to answer me.

"You've got to be kidding me, I didn't expect to be right ! Com'on, I want you even more to spill the beans now !"

Our drinks come in at the same time. I pay, now that I can enjoy money on the side ; and it's been a while since I've promised them to repay the favor. About time I can, even though he's fighting for the addition. Should have been faster, fucker, and yeah I'm weaponizing your chronic pain against you.

"Well, I don't know if you could qualify that of "relationship", Oli tells me after drinking a good sip. But I'm happy with what we have."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, aro spectrum. Trust me, I know the shit. Still, didn't expect one of you to make the first move ! Who was it ?"

"Don't really know, we were both drunk."

"Aaaaah, the good old drunk fuck. My favorite drama to hear about. It ended well, at least."

Oli laughs again. Wait a minute. There's something behind this smile, my sixth sense never fails me.

"Yeah, at least for us."

Okay now there's definitely something. I'll have to investigate this further and quickly.

"Isn't there something else you wouldn't tell me ?"

He blinks.

"Nooooooo ?"

"There is. You can't hide anything from me. com'ooooon, keep me updated."

"You first. What have you been up to ?"

Okay. I see how it is. Equivalent exchange. I see, I see. Well, you're not tricking me like this, cthulhu, you're the secretive one, not me.

"Eeeeeeh. Ended up in a library a little before Christmas and the librarian never let me out after that. Told me I could live there as long as I wanted to, no rent, while I fall back on my feet. That's how I've started regaining a bit of stability."

"Librarian ? Which library is it ?"

"The one next to the campus, not sure if you know it... But enough talking about me, your turn. Spill."

Com'on, I'm curious, and now that I have time I wanna hear all about aaaaaaall the drama I've missed. And I need to know what's bothering you. i'm your friend, I need to act like it.

Oli has a little shrug, before downing his drink and put a tip on the table.

"Well, nothing much. It's just that our friend hasn't talked to us in like, a month, at least."

"Say what ?"

.... And you call that nothing much ? Com'on, I know that's bothering you, don't act like it doesn't. And which friend it is ? The fascist ? I suppose I understand, he finally fell on the alt-right pipeline and now there's no one that can save him, but still.

"Should I kick his little neo-nazi ass-"

"What do you mean- oh, wait. I'm not talking about Meili, Ivani, Oli laughs. i'm talking about Tyr."

...

That Tyr ?

The gentle giant that once got me out of a pickle with petulant researchers thinking me existing was stealing their spotlight ? The one that afterwards bought me a drink and gave me some money before running away because social interaction ? The one that, the only time I saw him with you and your roommate, was looking at you both like you were the sun incarnated on earth, and I mean that as a good thing ?

THAT Tyr ?

".... You're fucking with me, are you."

"Who's supposed to have a third eye ?" Oli jokes, playing with their tablet pen.

"Oh, fuck youuuuuu. That guy is infatuated, no way in hell he decided to cut the chord on a whim. Don't tell me it's because of you guys' relationship, I'm gonna lose faith in him..."

A shrug.

"Don't think so, It's more complicated than that. It's just... We ran into one of his friends, that is not ours. Fenrir Wolffsen, if you know who that is."

Oh yeah I know. The infamous anarchist cop. Nasty one. Ran into him on both sides of violent manifestations. He's the kind to go all over the place for stupid shit; Didn't know Oli knew him, as every homeless person with common sense know to avoid him at all costs.

"Ew."

"You know who that is. And well... He told hurtful things to Tyr about Domi and the other guy she has a crush on, and a whole lot of bullshit about him never being priority... Long story short, Tyr ran on us, Domi tried to cheer him up but that only made things worse, both of them left me in the bar without a word, and next thing I know I get a call from Kriss telling me he's recovering at her place and that he probably turned his phone off."

".... Holy shit."

"Yeah I know. Never saw him like that, too. Neither Domi. I get news from his sister about how he is doing, apparently he's fine, resuming his thesis, but doesn't talk to anyone except the immediate family."

That's

Quite a lot of things to register.

And here I was happy to hear all about Bazyli's New Year's Eve yesterday. at the very least it was heated, not that explosive. What the fuck-

Not a big fan of avoidance, but damn, the guy must be in a worse shape than I thought, to cut off the ones he loves just like that.

"And... It's been a fucking month ?"

"Yep ! I mean, it's not like he's entirely isolated, he's just screenless, and it was like, worse when he was slaving away on his papers."

Oli, don't try shit to me, I know that smile is false.

Sigh. And those people are supposed to be in their late twenties. What a show of immaturity. Well, more on Tyr's side than Oli's, even if I can kinda see where that comes from. But, like, a MONTH, and cutting off Oli who isn't remotely linked to whatever he put up with ?

"Woooooooow. Your life is a shitshow, my dude."

"Eh. Shouldn't have to worry too much."

Oli, I worry about YOU.

Jeez. Getting out of survival mode really brings out a shitload of new things to care about.

[thefool0nthehill]

Hi there I'm in a weird , random, and pointless headcanon mood so here's some miscellaneous Kefka headcanons I have. Tell me which ones u agree with and which ones are dead wrong , for science reasons

•Autistic. I don't think I really need to explain myself because I think you all already know it but I'd gladly do so if i needed to.

•VERY picky eater. To me he'd be one of those people you just never see eating anything and on the rare occasion they do, it's either candy or something fucked up like a ketchup and potato chip sandwich....

•on the subject of food for some reason I feel like he'd have a crazy sweet tooth, and eat a lot of sweets and candy all the time. (Clearly if there's one thing I don't believe this man can do its eat reasonably) I can't remember if this is even MY headcanon or if I got it from someone else's posts/fanfiction and it stuck in my brain's personal made up lore collection, so if ur reading this and I just stole your headcanon sorryyyyz💔

•No attention span. That's all.

•Not everyone will vibe with this one because I know historically in fandom we like to keep our mentally ill characters desirable and lightheartedly quirky but.. hoarder. Maybe a bit more random junk than trash but I've always had a feeling that wherever this dude lives, good luck finding %89 of the floor.

•If that last one doesn't make sense, I'll elaborate on how I see his mental state and motivations personally and maybe it will help. For me Kefka's obsession with destruction and the absurd concept of ending EXISTENCE as a whole is indicative of an obsessive grasping for control.

Maybe the surface level of his character doesn't indicate a desire for control, but I think stealing more and more power until he's drained and obliterated an entire civilization, then stealing it from literal gods regardless of the cost, and then sitting shut up in a tower nuking anyone who dares to maybe have hope or speak out against him absolutely does. So does the whole megalomania theme in and of itself.

And y'know, the whole mind controlling Terra thing does too, since if control wasn't a motivator for him, only destruction for the sake of it, he'd let Terra run amok I think.

The poisoning at Doma kinda reeks of it for me too, it shows not only his lack of impulse control and lack of value for human life but also a secret third thing no one talks about which is how everything has to happen when he wants, in the way he wants it to. Even if he has to sneak behind other's backs and get himself in trouble to achieve that.

So to me, I think that among other motivations, he knows the only way he can control everything is to destroy it. He's pissed when he gives his little monologue and the main party disagrees, he can't convince them away from their reasons that life is worth living to them. So he'll destroy them all, so that no one will be left to resist him or call him down.

Aaaand drawing that all back in , you see a lot of people with hoarding disorders who have struggled a lot in a hectic, unpleasant life and a subconscious need for something you can control and take comfort in is filled by stuff. (Gee , ask me how -I- know)

•This could be %100 canon, could be mistranslated or %100 made up, so there's really no telling if this is a headcanon or not. But anyone seen that translated Ultimania profile from a gameFAQ post like 15 years ago? I've been taking every word of it as canon because it's just so on point with details that make sense and make him more fleshed out and interesting. Here are some favorites

•In his little bio thing with his age, height,(5'5 which is canon to me for ever and ever) etc , for likes it just says

"Likes: Mirror "

same. Me. King shit. truest and most relatable thing ever.

•"- After spiraling into insanity, Kefka starts to wear makeup and garish clothing, acting like a complete buffoon. His behavior changes and his patterns of speech deteriorate."

this is just what happened to me when I turned 20. give the man a break . hes just a girl in the world

•Theres a lot in there about him collecting dolls, playing with them, and dressing them/doing their makeup like he does his own. And just a lot in general about his more feminine interests and tastes (because it's the 90s/2000s and unfortunately we have to show the bad crazy guy is bad and crazy by making him gnc methinks)

I love this aspect of Kefka's character very very dearly. That is all.

And there's many more details there I appreciate but just don't feel like writing down but I could in a part two if anyone enjoyed reading this. Lmk what u think and if I cooked or didn't cook because I love talking to ppl about the funny man...