#but you also kind of hate them for doing awful things but that's alright cause you also hate yourself for being complicent in them

[kukurykunapatyku]

Am I my brother's keeper?

[I.D.: Picture of Vinsmoke siblings. In the centre sits Reiju, wearing black headband, pink shirt and black skirt. She keeps three hearts, red, blue and green, close to her chest in crossed arms. She looks down at them with a tired expression.

Behind her is Sanji drawn from waist down, turned away and leaving. He's wearing black pants and brown shoes, his hands tucked in pant's pockets. Near him there's cloud of ciggarette smoke.

In front of her there are Ichiji, Niji and Yonji drawn from chest up. Ichiji is wearing black shirt, Niji light blue shirt, Yonji light green shirt with short sleeves. Yonji and Niji are talking, with Yonji grinning and Niji frowning and gesturing at him with his hand. Ichiji is looking back at Reiju. /End I.D.]

[dark-night-hero]

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who says he'll be there when you wake up but always in the morning when you wake up, he was nowhere in sight. Dishes left unclean in the sink with his dirty laundry all over the floor left for you to be picked up.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who promised to protect you but left you once he heard his friends- his students were endanger. He who would leave you in a heart beat, telling you others needed him- his students needed him. What about you? Don't you need protection too?

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who always scolds you for your carelessness, but laughs his carelessness off like it was no big deal. Even when he's hurt he always laugh it off, telling you he was fine, he was the strongest after all.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who tells you he would be there back by your side by midnight. Only for you to left the cold dishes on the table as you take a rest for the night. Those heartfelt made dishes left untouched as you have no appetite left for the night.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who has many secrets to keep, responsibilities to meet. He who no matter how many times you tell him to rest, keep it easy, would only push himself even more. Sometimes, you thought like for once, you just want him to be normal. Back to his old self, something that was too much to ask. The two of you have already lost a lot. You do not want to lose him too.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who even thought was not by your side upon waking up would not forget to cook you a meal before he left home, a single note saying there was an emergency mission and he's sorry he could not be there by your side as he promised he'll be. On the bottom saying he had already but your remaining laundry in the washing machine and that he'll be bringing dinner later and that Megumi and this other students might come too. Also saying sorry for leaving his clothes in a hurry and for leaving the dirty dishes on the sink.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who knew you needed no protection, you are strong after all. Nevertheless was always there on your toughest times. "Need a help, babe?" There he was leaning over the wall, ready to step in at any moment. "No." "Aw come on babe, the more you get the job done early, means we can come home early too. Allow me to step i-" "Satoru. I can handle this." "'Kay." He pout like a child causing you to roll your eyes and finish the curse in one attack. "Let's go." You spoke, offering a hand to him in which he gladly take, pulling you close to him. "I knew you could handle them." He spoke, kissing the crown of your head.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who despite never seemed to listen to everyone's word could never go on and ignore you. "I'm sorry." He was kneeling in front of you. Arms and legs crossed, you questioned him. "I'm sorry for what?" "For being a careless individual and getting myself in danger for playing around too much." He pout, blue iris seemed to be looking at you with puppy eyes as if he wss expecting you to let him off so easily. "You knew that was the case. Why still act like that? Look at your students, do you think you're being a good exam..." As you continue to rant off and scold there teacher, the trio that was silently listening and watching starts to shiver. "Remind me not to pissed off Gojo sensei's lover." In return, Megumi could only shrug. He have seen this scene for a long time now.

But you love Gojo Saturo. He who know who to make things right when be fucked up. "Hi." Thats what he said when you saw him creeping inside your shared room at night. In his hands were flowers and some kind of sweets. "Why are you standing in there like a cre-" "I'm sorry, there was a emergency mi-" "It's alright." You were not made that he missed your promised night. Just disappointed, but looking at his guilt written face. All of those disappointment just fades away. "Come here. Are you hurt? Have you eaten yet? If not, how about I warm up the foods and eat?" You smile at him before taking those flowers and sweet in this arms. Not to long he pull you in an embrace. "Thank you." "Hmm."

But you love Gojo Satoru. So that means taking care of his responsibilities- his students while he is gone. "Are you okay?" It was Megumi as he sat down right next to you. "I am." You lied. You are not okay, not when everything is falling apart, not when everything is fucked up, not when it seems like everyone is putting the blame on your love one. Not when your lover is sealed off, unknown how and when to be released. "I'll be okay, Megumi." You pat the boy in the should as you stood up. "Let's get going shall we?"

You love Gojo Satoru, so you have to let him go. With the two of you stand by each other just staring at the ruined city cause by the return of the King of the Curses, he felt him take a hold of your hand. "I'll be back." He spoke, kissing the back of your hand. You smile painfully at him, "Will you?" "I will, I promise. Aren't I the strongest?" He laughs. "... don't make a promise you can't keep, Satoru." Kissing away the tear rolling down your cheek. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "Be safe, okay? Satoru.."

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°

[pippin-katz]

6 Little Faces Alex Makes That I Love - Part 1

(not ranked in any order)

No. 1:

There is no other word for this expression than starstruck and it’s adorable. ✨

No. 2:

I’m completely obsessed with the way he watches Henry come closer. It’s so clear that he’s not done something like this, and he’s a little out of his element, but doesn’t care cause he’s so enamored with Henry. There’s just a bit of nervousness and curiosity in his eyes, like he doesn’t know what Henry is going to do next. I think he was already surprised by the way he pushed him.

One of the things that drew Alex to Henry in the first place was the sparks of personality he hadn’t been expecting from a prince. It looks like Alex was genuinely surprised by how forcefully Henry pushed him, like he wasn’t expecting something like that, and he probably wasn’t. Like he told his dad later, “he’s tougher than he looks” and you can also substitute that “tougher” for all the other traits that surprised Alex, like his sense of humor, his authentic and deep compassion for others, and his ability to stand up for himself.

There’s this little trace of awe within the surprise and curiosity. I see that expression and I can feel the way his heart is pounding.

And then of course he starts to get that smile on his face, that somehow still maintains a level of disbelief or admiration. It’s like he just had the brief thought of “I can’t believe how lucky I am”.

I am completely obsessed, how dare you Taylor Zakhar Perez, you adorable, talented, and attractive bastard.

No. 3:

This is like the look he had when Henry first arrived at the dinner, but even more unabashed. You can see the nerves, and the way he takes a deep breath as soon as he sees him. It’s like his mind is going, “wow, he really is beautiful, and now we’re alone”. It’s like he’s thinking “don’t freak out, stay calm” while also being completely blown away by how handsome Henry is.

It is so cute, I hate it.

No. 4:

It’s fast and a bit hard to see, but he gets this quick smile on his face that’s like “oh, okay, we’re doing this then”. He still has that little bit of surprise too, like “damn, alright”, cause Henry pins him hard against that wall.

It makes me think of that moment in the book when they first hook up and Henry tells him why he kissed him on New Year’s, and he mentions being jealous, and Alex says: “You were jealous. You want me.”

And he’s teasing him, so you know he has a shit-eating grin, but also he’s registering the fact that Henry has wanted him for a while, like he’s a bit surprised that he actually wants him, and that the kiss wasn’t just a drunken impulse, or Henry being lonely, but something Henry was wanting to do, with him specifically, even while sober.

That’s kind of the vibe I get from that smile, like “oh, Henry really wants me like this, alright, this is fun, I’m down with this”. I don’t know if I’m making any sense for this one, but hopefully you get what I mean.

No. 5:

This is a sweet moment because you can see the change in his eyes. Henry is explaining why he was a prick to him, so he's still primarily thinking about himself and how Henry's behavior bothered him. But here, you can see the moment he actually registers what he said about losing his dad, and the crown using him, and it's not about him anymore.

Even if you've never experienced the loss of a loved one, you can still understand the gravity of that situation. You may not know exactly what it feels like, but everyone knows it feels horrible.

You can see Alex thinking, and realizing that it had nothing to do with him. He's thinking about the fact that Henry had to deal with the loss of his father, which is already tragic and heartbreaking, but then on top of that, he hears that the crown used him for the attention his grief would bring them. Alex quickly goes from being mad about Henry's attitude to feeling so sad for him.

No. 6:

He laughs a little bit about Henry's quip about him being "ghastly", but it shifts into a small, almost unnoticeable smile. He's so content and happy to be talking to him. Henry probably is too, but both of them are kind of aware that there's no reason for them to stay on the phone any longer. There's a pause before Henry finally says he's going to hang up, and Alex, being the little shit he is, wants to be the one to hang up. Henry lets him, but it takes him several seconds of silence, and Henry making a comment about what the red button was for, before he actually turns over and hangs up. It's so obvious that he doesn't want to, but he subconsciously knows there's no reason to keep talking.

Sometimes when you're on the phone with a friend (or partner), you fall into this rhythm and comforting space of having a friend with you, even if they're not in the room. It's a nice feeling, and when you have to hang up, it can bring about this little wave of sadness. When you hang up, you're suddenly very alone again. I've had it happen to me tons of times after talking to friends on the phone.

The way he smiles softly tells me he's feeling that comfort and relaxation that I described. Then he's reluctant to hang up, because even if they're not talking, they can feel each other's presence through the phone, and that makes him feel like he's not alone.

That's all for now! I might make a part two, we'll see! Thank you for reading if you got this far! :3

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part 2 | part 3

[shmpxx]

HE’S A STONER — k.k

⛤ kazuha kaedehara x fem! reader

smoking weed and having sex w. kazuha for the first time.

cw. smut. unprotected sex. oral (f. & m. receiving). riding. fingering. creampie. virginity loss. nipple play. tit-sucking. praising. groping. corruption. usage of drugs(marijuana). modern au. +18!

wc: 3.2k

a/n: I’m in-love with stoner kazuha btw.

Kazuha kaedehara was your classmate in some of your classes but not all of them, he was also your friend sort of in a way that your the only person he talks to whenever his friends aren’t in his classes. No he wasn’t a bad boy, a slacker or a jerk who teases. He was actually nice and friendly to others even mostly you and other girls. Though he was a heavy stoner, every time he walk past to say hi you’d always smelt a whiff a weed on him and his friends. The girls didn’t mind it, maybe they were smokers too.

All the girls wanted kazuha. When he walked into class, they stare and give him a small wave and giggle to themselves. You didn’t deny you also had a crush on him as well, it wasn’t a bad thing, he was cute and the small red streak that gives out from his platinum blonde hair and his intriguing smile he does you can’t resist. But you also heard from your friend that he hops around girl to girl. You never asked or talked about it with him still he never shy away from talking about which girl he had in his bed last night and ‘it was alright nothing special’ with his friends you overhear.

Yeah you did like kazuha but you doubt you ever confess anything to him, you’re pretty sure girls do that everyday.

You thought otherwise yet kazuha has it bad for you. Yeah he messed with other girls but it’s not like he wasn’t thinking of you. He writes poetry about you in private, some romance in his poetry writing class. His friends would tease him about his soppy poems though he didn’t care, he wasn’t a kind a guy to be afraid of showing emotions, they would even ask him when is he ever gonna ask you out or get him to fuck during their smoke sesh.

Kazuha didn’t let his friends get to him, he was just gonna let things go slow and by that he asks you to hang out with him back at his dorm just to hang and talk like friends nothing more, not like a date, not yet.

“Uh..are your friends gonna be there?” You ask him “No they’re gonna be a party, I didn’t want to go anyway not tonight that is cause I thought we could just hangout..” he shrugs

You did think about it, was he being genuine? Or get into your pants like every other girl? It could be both. He is not at all a bad person, even if you say no there could always be another time, he would understand. Since you liked him how could you say no to kazuha.

“Alright yeah lets do it then” you smile

Until then when you got to his room it was no surprise to you that it reeked of weed. It wasn’t unbearable it was tolerable, you didn’t mind it. The surprising part was that his dorm was cleaned, nice and organized and his roommate’s side as well. You never went into a boys dorm so you expected it to be messy, well kazuha made the most of it.

You both sat on his bed and talked as usual as you would talk in class but at least you get to actually talk more and have longer conversations this time.

During mid conversation kazuha pulled out a joint from a tin box that was already perfectly rolled up and a lighter out his pocket. You glare at him doing so stopping from what you were saying, watching him bring it up to his lips, lighting at the thick end of the joint and it burns and start to give out a strong smell as soon as he blew out a little smoke and try not to blow it in your face.

He chuckles to himself when you stare in awe almost like you never seen weed being smoked before but also he was a gorgeous smoker. “Would you like to try?” He asks as

Smoking weed was never something that came across your mind. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to try it or hated the fact that it was bad for your lungs, you knew it was but still it was never in your face for it to cross your mind for you to decide whether you wanted to do it or not. You weren’t gonna lie you were curious.

“I don’t know how..” you admit like you were the only one in the world who never smoked.

“I can teach you” he shifts himself closer to you.

“Okay” you nod but before he gave you it he asks

“Are you sure? I don’t want you doing something you don’t want to do”

“I’m sure” you were a tad bit nervous, only because you don’t know what it’s like to be high once you smoke it.

He passes you it and you bring it up to your mouth already, he lights it and blows on it so it can burn and a string of smoke emitted. “Don’t suck it just inhale and try to hold it” he tells you and you listen.

You ended up coughing really hard, a bunch of smoke leaving your mouth as you didn’t intend to inhale that much and kazuha couldn’t help but hold his stomach in laughter, watching you struggle to catch your breath trying to get the hot air to leave your throat.

“Ts- not funny!” You continued to cough and hit him in the shoulder.

“I didn’t think you would inhale that much-“ he wipes a tear from his eye still snickering to himself.

Kazuha takes another puff and passes it back to you after you stopped coughing. This time you tried not to make your last mistake again.

Only a few minutes go by, you and kazuha just sat there and laughed about your coughing still. It wasn’t even that funny but you couldn’t help yourself from restraining yourself to. You both had practically finished it, it became just a dud at that there was no more use to it.

You felt like your mind was stuck like you couldn’t form thoughts more than 5 secs, your fingers start to feel tingling and the bed you sat on felt like you were about to mold with it or sink in. It wasn’t a scary feeling it was more of a funny, weird and calm feeling. Kazuha can tell you were high in the clouds, it was so entertaining watching you like this for the first time knowing you never smoked a day in your life.

“I assume your feeling it by now” he lets out a small chuckle once again, since kazuha was more tolerable he was used to it and you being new you felt lighter like you were floating, tiny needles prickling at your skin. “yeah i jus..fewl weird..how long s’ this supposed to last?”

“-A few hours”

“Then…what do we do..now?” The way words fell out your mouth slowly like you couldn’t speak as fast as you use to.

“I know something that it can make your high ten times better” he smirks tapping his finger on his chin as if he had a devious plan.

“Hm?”

Your brain didn’t process faster than him pressing his lips against yours and his hand sliding from your knee high up to your thigh caressing it.

You started to sink into his lips, slowly drifting from reality to kazuha taking you so deeply in your mouth, it was slow but desperate you moaned into his mouth as he slide in his hot tongue inside between your lips. Colliding his tongue into yours, You try to pull away for air but he just leans in more deepening into the hot wet kiss with his hand inching higher now under your skirt you wore and his other hand groping your tit massaging it through your shirt. Maybe you were too high to tell if it were real or not but his lips felt so good with yours.

“Put your arms up” he pulls away from your lips.

You did, no questions asked as he lifted your top off over your head, revealing your tits to him as you weren’t wearing a bra underneath and he unzips your skirt from the side and dragging them down now showing your panties. You were so cute and high as hell being told what to do already.

“Ka-zuha..I’m a—”

“S’ okay i know” since you don’t remember by your mind being too clouded to think, there was a time you told him you were a virgin. You had nothing to worry about, it was kazuha after all. You trusted him and your trusting him with your body too and maybe or maybe not kazuha purposely intended this all from the beginning.

He takes off his clothes as well, he had very much pale soft skin and he took down his hair from a ponytail letting his platinum blonde hair fall down to his shoulders. He is so pretty, the only thought you could make out in your head.

his hand reaches between your inner thighs pressing lightly at your clit earning a small whine from you. An intense feeling growing as he continues to rub the pad of his fingers through your panties on your clit. your thighs start to squeeze around his wrist, squirming and grinding against his hand to apply more pressure, it just felt so good.

His lips latch onto your nipple, nibbling it softly and sucking on it, he tries to take your boob into his mouth. You felt how hot his mouth is on your tit, it was nothing but warmth, giving you more of a feeling than just the his fingers rubbing throughly against your dampen panties. Nothing but small noises came from you only.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes please” you whine

“Lay down for me then”

Again, you listen. Laying back down on your back on the bed, you lazily lift your hips up for kazuha to take down your panties off your legs. You were so obedient, so perfect in kazuha’s eyes. Right when he takes them off kazuha licked his lips at the sight of your pussy, begging for it to be touched. He only ran his finger along your clit and how your cunt twitched.

“Kazuha” you cry waiting to be touched again.

He couldn’t help smile to himself, how your literally so desperate for him. “You’ll feel so good baby i promise” he spreads open your legs. his slender hands pushing your thighs to your chest as his head sinks down and you jolted at the feeling of his scorching hot tongue being dragged on your cunt and over your clit letting out a cry.

Your hands grip the pillow your head laid on. Your back arched slightly, you tried not to move away, it became too much from the way he kept licking and using his lips to cravingly suck on your clit. Your head was becoming much fuzzier than it was. your breathing becomes quicker by the second, “ka-hah-zuha!” His name being moaned out from you.

His lips detach from your cunt and then his two digits slowly slid in your core. Your breath being caught in your throat, feeling your walls spread by his fingers. It didn’t hurt but it felt odd knowingly nothing was ever put up there except his fingers are the first. His fingers thrusting into you in a languid motion and he brings his lips back to clit.

Your hands couldn’t grip the pillow anymore, your fingers combed through kazuha’s soft hair and how much he ended up adoring it, his scalp getting massaged while you moan out with his tongue circling your puffy clit and his fingers pumping in and out of your hole at the same time, you were getting dizzy.

Your let out high pitched moans when you began to feel a some sort of electrifying sensation form in your lower region. “Kazuha! I-“ you squeezed your eyes shut seeing stars behind your eyelids. Kazuha can feel you nearing, he pumps his fingers faster and focus on your clit. Strangled noises from you making kazuha painfully erect, rutting against the bed. You came twitching around his fingers and a static feeling growing through your body as you were orgasming.

Kazuha smiles at you in your struggled state, kissing your inner thighs as your slowly coming down. He climbs over you and kisses your lips for a few seconds, parting from your lips once again.

“Sit up” You sat up, you don’t know if it was weed or he casted a spell on you but you were listening like a good girl to him.

“I need you to help me too” he pulls out his cock from his boxers and it springs to his stomach, the tip red and becoming leaky.

“I need you to use that pretty mouth of yours” his thumb swiping across your bottom lip. You nod looking up in his scarlet eyes filled with nothing but lust. You’d do anything he asked you to in your vulnerable state of mind. You went on your knees and kazuha’s hand cupped your cheek and gives you a faint smile before you could take him in your mouth.

You never done this before but somehow from the way kazuha took deep breaths and moans softly in pleasure, he was enjoying it. His moans start to turn into whines when you take him deeper, your tongue licking up his shaft. “You’re doing so well already—“ he hissed.

Your cunt began to ache again just from his whining. You wanted to touch yourself and suck him off at the same time but all your focus was on him and his cock throbbing inside your mouth. Your tongue swipes at his slit, the hotness of your mouth and being high all at once giving him a ten times crazy sensitivity. “Your so good..feels so good…ah!”

He started to squirm, his stomach muscles flexing and his hand travel to the back of your head, bucking his hips a bit into your mouth. The further you went down on him the more your eyes bubbled with tears, nothing went farther down in your mouth other than his tip nudging in the back of your throat. He had to cum inside your mouth, his pants start to get heavier and his voice became whinier. You can feel his cock shudder, bits on cum leaving onto your tongue and then a loud moan breaks out, he releases a hot string of cum down your throat you had no choice but to swallow though you didn’t care, as a matter of fact you enjoyed it, a lot.

“You did so well..” he brings your face up to his, giving you a kiss like a sweet reward. He can taste his own cum on your tongue.

He patted his leg, signaling you to straddle his lap and his already erect dick prods at your pussy, your cunt clenches onto nothing. The embarrassment starts to creep up your back “Kazuha I’m a little—“

“Don’t be nervous” he gives you a reassuring look. His hands on your hips and his positions his cock at your slit. “Think about how amazing you’re gonna feel” and without a hurry you sink down onto him, his cock spreading you open like his fingers did but much more. You both let out a small sigh as so. Your lips quiver squeezing around him tight already didn’t even sink down all the way yet with the strange pressure you were not used to.

“Almost there..” he moans and you whimper in response. Basically splitting you open the more you take in all of him inside you. Finally, your clit hits his pelvis and you’re trying to adjust to his size.

Kazuha’s hands that were situated on your hips rocked onto his cock in a rhythmic pace. Your body in motion up and down on his cock and your eyes flutter every time you can feel him working you open each time. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you let out a loud whine and kazuha’s head tilts back, letting out a deep exhale from his throat with your mushy walls swallowing him whole. “Ah!…your such a good girl..fuck! Feels amazing—you feel amazing..tell me how good it is”

“It feels..it-so good…“ you sputtered

It was like ten times better having sex while high, like the weed enhanced your nerves and sensitivity stronger than normal sex. It was clearly a great euphoric feeling. Kazuha thought he should’ve done this ages ago but it probably wouldn’t be the same with other girls, just you. why didn’t he have you before? It was like you both were becoming one, shaping together, his dick plunging into you and you became a mess over him.

Kazuha takes your hands and intertwines with your fingers, watches you bounce on his cock on your own without needing his hands to guide you and keep the pace steady. “Don’t stop-“ His lips find your perk nipples, sucking and biting on your bud, swirling his tongue around and went back to sucking hard until your bud became red and swollen making you break out a hissed moan until he moves to the next untouched one yet his hand massages your tit and his fingers nips and plays with your abused nipple.

You felt like you were about to crash. Your legs ached a bit and your cunt now being stretched out and scraped by his cock. You could feel it, you could feel every inch of his cock deep within. His tongue doing wonders on your nipple and his index and thumb pinching at your other. It was all too much for your nerves that you start to the feel the knot in your belly forming and time began to slow down, kazuha’s dick pulsing at your walls. You both were about to cum in a minute.

Kazuha couldn’t help but speed up the process, his hips jerking at a erratic pace and each time he hit deep you break out a cry still recoiling your hips against his dick. “I-I’m..about to—“ you whimper “want me to..cum inside?” He breath hitches, you nod hurriedly. You were experiencing everything at once, the lightheadedness like your mind was on clouds, your heart racing like it was about to burst out your chest, and your core ready to cream on his cock. Both of your sweat being combined.

He hit deep into your cunt, letting out harmonized moans together as he filling your inside with his warmth of cum and your muscles contracting harshly around him. Both shaking and trembling like everything was being pooled out of you even the air in your lungs.

Kazuha pushed you down back against the mattress, still trying to come down from your feverish state, separated your legs apart taking out his dick halfway staring at the mess you both made in amusement, cum coating your insides and his dick all together. He smirks to himself, grabbing another rolled up joint, lighting it up and take one huge puff before opening your jaw to kiss you, blowing smoke into your mouth. he lets out a sigh while you exhale the smoke he emptied in your mouth, stimulating your high again. “I’m sure we can go another round..what do you say?”

[yuri-is-online]

tragedy anon back again w u guess it!!! More tragedy!!! Im thinking rn of a Yuu who was always going to die in the end. Like being sent back to their world is the equivalent to a death sentence, and they can't stay in TWST because time always loops and they feel like shit for trapping everyone in a moment when they could all be living their lives if not for them.

Yuu who has always been doomed from the start.... Like maybe yuu has been framed for a crime back in their prev world and when they do come back their execution will commence or maybe it's the apocalypse and when they do come back it's truly only a matter of time when they die. Thinking of the TWST boys who goes to visit them only to find nobody..... But traces of them.... Though I feel like the first scenario is more brutal, imagine you go visit your friend and not only are they dead but they were sentenced to death for a crime you know damn well they did not commit and everyone else is rejoicing.

Rejoicing that they're gone. Rejoicing at the fact that they all had KILLED them. Did Yuu know this was going to happen? If they did why had they not told them?! (they will never know, no one ever will because no one ever asked when they were alive if they were alright and they sure as hell will never get an answer because Yuu is dead and they are gone. Forever. )

:3

Ah tragedy annon, my Billy Shakes if you will, this made me THINK think. Doomed (hehe dyuumed) by the narrative is such a sexy trope. "If you were dead at the end of the story you were dead since the beginning" my beloved.

The main thing that made me think is that in country's that have the death penalty there's typically a lengthy appeals process + a ban on sentencing minors to it, even if they were charged as an adult, that makes it hard for me to see that being Yuu’s situation. That being said I agree that would be an awful, awful thing to come see. I could see someone like Malleus, who hates seeing other people happy when he isn't and is prone to causing storm with his magic, going full Netflix Castlevania and starting an apocalypse in Yuu's world while bringing their body home to be laid in state in Briar Valley. It's his right as King of the Abyss after all. Someone like Riddle might try proving your innocence, thinking about how restoring your good name is all he can do while the Octatrio extract their own kind of justice.

The apocalypse Yuu scenarios are ones I like but haven't played around with much just because post apocalyptic settings aren't my jam but! I could see there being a lot of anger at this Yuu for not telling them their situation. Of course now that the boys are older, they can reflect on their behavior and know why Yuu said nothing. But it's easier to blame Yuu at first than accept that they're grieving. It would take them a long time to work through that I think.

My personal preference for scenarios like these involve Yuu being mortally injured before coming to Twisted Wonderland, either in an accident or an attack, that results in their death when they return. I've also played around with terminal illness that's temporarily cured by going to Twisted Wonderland (my own health issues have made me like that less :/) that Yuu isn't recovered from when they return. Either way Yuu is dead when their friends finally figure out a way to get to their world and they have no way of being there for them. And they have no one to blame but themselves... unless.

Unless...

Maybe they could re-set time again?

[istoleyoursk1n]

Could I request a durge who, while they have more control of their urges than most other Bhaalspawn, will sometimes blurt the urges out in conversation to try and get someone to help them stop doing it just in case they try? It's half sweet and half chaotic, because on one hand, aw durge trusts them! But also, durge and the character were just having a nice evening stroll in a park when they turned to the character and bluntly said "Can you tie me down before I kill that couple over there?"

With Roland, Dammon and Wyll please!

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How would Rolan, Dammon, and Wyll react to a Durge who blurts out their urges?

Context: Durge starts blurting unhinged things out like “Can you tie me down before I kill that could over there?!” (I find this so funny)

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: ̗̀➛ ROLAN

“Gods damnit again?! What is it, the fourth time this week?! Can you behave enough to whisper when you utter those violent little thoughts of yours? It's like you want every damn person here to hear you! You’re embarrassing us both y’know!”

You what?! <— His live reaction caught in 4k

He’s well aware of your urges by now but they never fail to startle him. You always seem to blurt them out during the worst times too. He’s spilled his drink once because of you!

He goes from having to quickly shush your mouth by placing his own hand over it, to not so subtly scooting you away from everyone, and then having to use every damn magic trick in the book just to keep you from lunging at people.

He seems more annoyed than scared to be honest, having to scold you once again about ‘not ruining happy couples’ and to ‘stop trying to bite that dwarves leg’.

The whole situation ends up looking like both of you play fighting or Rolan trying to tend to a rabid dog. Either way, it's absolutely hilarious to everywhere who may bear witness to it all.

Eventually, when he's managed to get you to calm down, he’d be able to help talk things out with you, finding out proper ways on how this ‘urge’ of yours could be tamed without the need of you hurting yourself or others.

To his dismay, he cares for you deeply and despite it all, he’d be willing enough to help you through each and every one of your urges no matter how much of a hassle it all is to overcome.

And hey! If someone truly does piss him off, he has you to rely on to immediately go chasing after the poor soul with bared teeth.

: ̗̀➛ DAMMON

“Hells, just hold onto me okay? We’ll get you home and away from this crowd if you think the urges are getting far too overwhelming. Don't you worry, we’ll be back in no time, just squeeze my hand and it’ll all be alright.”

He kind of just stood there awkwardly at first when he first heard you blurt out your urges. He’s so surprised by them that he needs to blink five times before actually processing what you just said.

It would be during the most unsuspecting times too like whenever the both of you were relaxing together side by side whilst eating a nice warm meal then suddenly you’d say something along the lines of ‘dwarf tastes better’.

He’s very much concerned about you and your mental state but he cares for you enough to listen and lend you a hand whenever you do decide to blurt out your urges.

At least then it gives him a clear sign as to when he should be tying you down or locking you in a room for the day.

He hates having to tie you up when your urges get worse, seeing you lash about and growl at him just pains him because he can't imagine the amount of stress you actually going through just to hold yourself back.

He’s probably been scratched by you a few times while he was trying to calm you down but he never once took it against you. Instead, those became his favorite scars all cause they came from you.

He would stay with you no matter how dangerous you say you are. He’d make sure that you’d have food and he’d feed you every time you’re mind was too scattered to eat yourself during the moments when you had to be tied up; for even the fear of dying by your hands does not scare him.

Though it does become an actual shitshow during the times he actually has to wrestle you down. It's funny to watch but Gods does it exhaust him.

: ̗̀➛ WYLL

“By the hells, Is it that time again? Alright, calm down, just breathe with me okay? You're going to be just fine. Now quickly, let's get you somewhere safe before the worst comes to show, I doubt you’d want that poor couple overhearing what you said.”

He goes wide-eyed concerned for a moment as soon as your violent urges suddenly come out of your mouth. He truly could never not be shocked for when and where you say such things.

He’s somehow extremely prepared for it though that it's mildly concerning.

The first step is to take you away from any person aside from him in sight, if you are close to home, even better! But ideally, he either takes you to a secluded forest or an alleyway.

Next, he very gently restrains you whilst reassuring you that everything is going to be just fine. Better to restrain you while you're still in control of your own thoughts rather than when you go full-on feral mode.

He even has a timer for it. If for an hour or so you don't act up and remain calm then he lets you go but if you start lashing out then he knows it’s time for him to probably pull an all-nighter just to make sure you and the others don't get hurt. Note that either way, he stays with you.

He’ll be your number-one supporter in helping you control and contain your violent urges, always giving you hope in times when all you can see is blood red.

He’ll always have a plate of food ready for you when the urges finally settle and you’re back in the right state of mind. Perhaps even a warm bath if you're both in the comforts of your home.

Truth be told, the real reason he stays by your side is not just cause he cares but because one moment he looked away for about ten seconds, and you suddenly disappeared. The poor man nearly had a panic attack.

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Hello I’m the anon from the abo Ivan dies timeline ask u just responded to (btw I see everyone is like picking emojis so can I be 🖤?)

my first idea is that post death they eventually get approached to do a documentary about his life and death (maybe go like increase awareness about the complications that killed him so more people can be safe) and all of Ivan’s loved ones get interviewed- and I just, I wonder what they would say !! What words would they put to him?? And how does Till sum up all his mixed feelings into one interview

also I was thinking about the kids and since no one saw it coming Ivan definitely didn’t update his will- so Till can be extra confused as to why everything went to him instead of some one else. Since he doesn’t know the kids are his yet- he can’t comprehend why he would get all this (all this stuff that normally goes to a mate) I also have a lot of thoughts about single dad till raising two kids all by himself and being floored by how similar they are to Ivan. I do think both kids would look more like till in my head because that means till will never have the solace of seeing those features he loved so much look back at him again

The features that made Ivan - Ivan are gone, Till seethes as he thinks that the kids must look exactly like their father-no their sure because whoever abandoned Ivan had no right to that word-because their resemblance to their mother is completely gone. And till hates it sometimes- sometimes he looks as his beautiful children who have slowly become his whole world and loathes them for daring to look like the awful alpha who caused this mess. The alpha who’s absence arguably killed their mother

and once he knows that the kids are his? He won’t know what to do with himself. Because now he looks at the children and all he can see is himself- and no matter how much he strains to see the pin pricks of Ivan in them- he can’t escape the fact that they are his children. That Ivan died because till failed to be there for him- and that in the scheme of things Ivan’s life is forgotten and only his death remains , he’s remembered as a bright star snuffed out too soon and Ivan’s legacy is nothing but an echo of tills greatest mistake.

but the kids act a lot like Ivan once they are older! They are very curious and smart but aren’t the most emotionally intelligent- and they always have their curious eyes turned on till! Plus they will buy at their lips when they are thinking hard in a way that reminds Till of Ivan’s snaggle tooth (and maybe once they get their adult teeth they with get snaggle teeth of their own) (altho till can wonder with how long it’s been how much of these traits Ivan truly had and how much of it is grasping at straws to make his heart hurt less)

At some point Ivan is just a footnote in Tills story of stardom, and he is only rembered by the world as the omega who produced Tills children, and a title to one of his albums. And it makes till sick. —————————

I went kind of overboard but I hope this isn’t like cringe to send 🫥

xoxo🖤

hey its not nice to hit me with this first thing in the morning 🖤

you have to spare me okay? i was thinking happy thoughts from my happy dream ready to make a nice happy once-in-a-lifetime tillivan au and then suddenly bam documentary never see ivan again even in his children and ivan only being known as an omega.

i refuse! ivan will not only be known as "ivan an omega," because his fanbase is large. alright? and mizi and sua and luka and hyuna and till and everyone else in the whole damn industry won't let that happen! ivan deserves respect!!!

on another note, no its not cringe to send otherwise im a cringey creator... which is bad for the both of us.

guys i think its time to retire dead ivan au. my heart can't take it. i love him too much to just discuss what happens after death.

...in the documentary, it mentions how ivan was briefly a musician who mainly collabed with till, or was apart of till's band at the time. and till breaks down when he realizes that ivan learned the piano, and maybe the guitar, to play it for him and with him.

[alicepao13]

Hudson and Rex S03E08 - Sleeping Beauty

Okay episode which gets good with character interactions. In fact, I don't really get bored with S3 up until the end where they put some lackluster episodes.

You see one kid being mean to the other, then a minute later you cut to an interaction between parents and you realize why.

These parents are awful.

Charlie: "You have never seen a fairytale before?" Sarah: "I have, except I find them all insufferably sexist". Charlie: "Well, they offer historical context". Do they? Because I don't remember dragons in my history books. Anyway, I'm with Sarah on this one and luckily I didn't grow up with them.

It is interesting, however, that Charlie seems to know quite a bit about these things. I distinctly remember no boy would ever be convinced to sit down and watch these movies.

Sweet potato jerky? Why does that sound so tasty? It's a dog treat.

This is just an excuse to get Sarah home.

"Your new place, which I see for the first time ever, is really incredible!"

Have I mentioned yet on this rewatch that Charlie must be taking kickbacks to be able to afford a house like that? No?

"Kids are loud". Water is wet.

Too cute.

"I guess they're alright". Make up your mind. More importantly, isn't there ample space on the couch next to Charlie for Sarah to sit? What's she doing over there?

Jesse calls from work, Joe is also over there, NO ONE is surprised that Sarah is at home with Charlie and Rex.

See? Instead of reacting to Jesse's antics, react to the fact that your detective and your head of forensics (your? I have no clue) are playing house instead of being anywhere near the precinct.

"Rex is a detection dog. His alerts establish reasonable suspicion to search". Well, thank you, Sarah. Charlie never actually explained it. I wonder if this actually holds up.

I can actually imagine the writers at the start of the season trying to come up with a reasonable excuse for those searches based on Rex's nose. At some point, they might have even opened a law book. I don't think that it would hold up in court to say that a police dog smelled illegal substances and rule based on that but it might give probably cause for a search. All this changes depending on where one lives, though. And if they find something, well, then you have your proof right there. The whole gist of it is to make sure the search is legal so you don't jeopardize the entire case.

"The dog ruined my favorite pants". Maybe you shouldn't have run?

"He's trying to hypnotize me. You're all witnesses."

"So Rick is not the owner of our... glass slipper". I think Sarah is about to whack you with the case file.

Sarah: "Where do you think of starting?" *Rex barks* Charlie: "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing, too, partner". Guys...

Why do I think this was taken from when they're looking for the stepmom in the end of the episode? He looks too serious and very much in a hurry, which is not something that he is supposed to be in the current drive.

"I can assure you there are no drugs in this house". Charlie literally has a drug sniffing dog with him, how do you think he's not going to find anything?

I think the lady's excuse that she's going through a brutal divorce actually did get a bit of a reaction from Charlie. Not that he'd give her the drugs back, of course.

Dad-influencer. I hate this age.

"What was your babysitter doing in the back of your truck?" I can't believe there was a logical explanation for this other than "We were having sex".

"You don't think it's possible to have a platonic relationship with an attractive woman?" Wise move not to answer that.

I'd definitely like to ask the Hudson and Rex production where they get their car brand covers because in greek tv productions their look like shit.

"Everyone I know drives this car". This is a 50K Mercedes. Where are we?

I did not have sexual relations with Stacey Nielsen". Okay, who put that in there? I can't listen to it without laughing.

Sad that it wasn't some kind of threesome. She was just carrying their child.

The production getting their money's worth out of the new house.

"She made this for me. It's some sort of woman with... one, two, three, four... seven kids?" "These are dwarfs" lmao

Snow White was in witness protection? Maybe in the next Disney installment.

Sarah: "You don't need a prince for a happily ever after". Get that man, Sarah. Do you have any idea how many men would protest that statement?

Joe: "Nice of you to join us this morning". Don't do this, Joe, we keep trying to extricate him out of the office, let him be late for once!

Charlie: "Rex took forever to get out of the house this morning. Rex: "Don't you dare sully my good reputation!" Charlie: "Okay. I took forever to get out of the house this morning". I love their suspicious looks and also, I WANT TO KNOW! What happened? What are they hiding from us? WHAT??? What did you cut out?

"Need I remind you, Charlie, that warrant-less collection of DNA is not admissible in court?" Maybe. I mean, we sometimes base an entire case off of it.

Seriously, why is he so chipper?

Sarah: "Stacey's not the mother". Joe: "I'm sorry, what the what?" Charlie: "Yeah, what Joe said". You can tell Sarah loves delivering such news.

Again with the looks.

I believe that a person having a perfectly good womb should be able to use that womb however they see fit, including getting paid to carry the baby of a couple that for whatever reason can't or won't do that. The law's intent should not be to police people's wombs but to make sure that children shouldn't be born and grown to be taken advantage of. So it should be legal in cases of parents who want to have a child, and illegal if for example one was to gather fifty women and grow children through surrogacy to take advantage of them (not the only example, just one I thought of). Taking advantage of your body's ability to carry children for monetary gain so that they can be ultimately raised in a proper family that wants them is not the same as taking advantage of children.

"I had a glass of wine at lunch." "Was it served in a salad bowl?" Burn!

Why would you bring the kid to the place her stepmom might commit suicide?

Rex to the rescue once again. I think I've seen this on Kommissar Rex too.

Big damn hero.

"What a needless tragedy this all was". I've seen so many certifiably stupid deaths on crime shows, this doesn't even rank at the top 20.

Suspiciously big enough space for Rex to jump onto. But looks weird before that. Also, thanks for squashing by beer/wine theory like a couple episodes later. I am now thinking that the wine goes with the couch lol

"I think you'd make a great mom." "You're a great dad. To your fur baby over here." "What do you think, pal, you like being my fur baby?" Rex's growl sounds like he wants to bite anyone who says the word fur baby again. Maybe that's just me, though.

It's a good thing Sarah has an alternative plan to motherhood because I can see the future and I suspect it will take a long time.

Again, the case didn't grab me. But they spent sufficient time outside of the office and mostly in Charlie's new house that we just saw for the first time that I didn't mind.

[hypnoslipperyspiral]

Another fun fantasy

A super hero's last thoughts

(Character is 19. Might be some trance language)

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Another day I save the world, another day I miss some college. Another day scolded for being lazy and out of it. I'm "not good enough", or "anti-social". If only everyone knew what I did for them every single day. Putting my life on the line for them. Every. Single. Day.

Theres some days I wish I wasn't "blessed" with these kinds of powers. I didn't ask for them. I didn't ask to have a permanent secret I had to hold for the rest of my life. It's all fucking hell.

It was 10 in the morning. The emergency phone starts blaring at full volume, scaring me the hell awake.

"A bus on fire, St. Peter's road. Hurry!"

Fuck.

I rush to my closet and slide on my outfit. Dark green tights, black hair in a half pony, a mask covering my nose and mouth, and a body suit with black and green sparkles. My idea, of course.

I rush out, wasting no time getting to the destination. Well, beside the outrageous outfit change. I get to the fire as police are still escorting people away.

"Go get the guy! He's still around here. We got the bus and victims under control." One officer yells once he notices me there. I nod in return before flying off down the street.

My powers tend to sense people near by, but only about 8 feet away. It helps me to prevent going down alleyways, and avoid incoming attacks from others. I can also fly and blast electricity, and cold. But really that's about it.

I fly further down the street, trying to sense anyone else near by. for about six blocks it was empty. It was also getting darker, the only real things illuminating now were the street lights. Even if I am a super hero and hard to kill by normal people, it's still feels un-easy going down roads at night alone.

"Come out!" I call, hoping to lure anything out. By the time I reached the park, I knew i had to turn back. Check the south side next perhaps? Until I felt an electric buzz down my spine. It was sudden, but I knew it meant something for sure.

"I feel you!" I shout this time, turning back to the open field. I feel my heart begin to race a little.

"As do I~"

I felt a man's voice vibrate down my neck. I let out a gasp and quickly turned in my place.

"Stop playing games." I felt my voice shake a little. I hated being a hero. So. Damn. Much. "Come out, just make this easy for the both of us alright?"

"Awe." A man slowly appeared, floating on his side as if lounging on a sofa. He had a playful poute across his lips. "You think it's going to be hard for me? That's so cute princess "Electric Snow" Hahaha!" He wails his head back in laughter. "That's such a stupid fucking name by the way!"

"Shut up!" I raise my arm to charge an electric volt, but before I could finish raising my arm, the man is at my face with a hand around my throat. "Ack!"

"I eat souls your size for breakfast girl. You have no chance with me." As he spoke, I could feel his eyes wandering around my body. His hand remind tight enough to keep me from moving, but not enough to keep me from breathing. "I want you for something else, though. Since I've already eaten desert." He grinned before throwing me to the ground.

I flew down fast, smashing into the pavement with such force it knocked all the air from my body. It felt like my lungs were dying.

"F-fuck..." I gasped out before the man was on top of me, hand around my throat again. For a moment, I thought I was going to die.

"See? Too easy." His face fell closer, his eyes meeting mine. "Too easy. To make you fall."

My body suddenly felt a weird surge of relaxation. It felt nice for a moment, before causing me to panic. I managed to quickly kick him off, but I feel for his entertainment he let me. He smirk as he gently landed on his feet.

"You can call me Master, by the way." He smiled, showing bright perfect teeth.

"Oh fuck off." I groaned before trying to start my electric strike once more. This time I did manage to raise my arm, but he managed to dodge the attack quick than he ever had moved before. His hand was back on my throat before I could process what was going on.

"See?" He repeated again, my muscles suddenly feeling calm once again. "Too easy to grab your attention."

I gasped when he looked into my eyes once again. There was something about his gaze that just felt... safe. Warm. Inviting. Like I didn't have to worry about being a hero anymore.

"You never liked being a hero to begin with." He spoke, words melting like honey fresh from the hive. I could feel my body a moment ago, but now everything feels... numb and relaxed. Did he do something to me? Did I care?

"I... Never..." I felt my mouth move, but I couldn't hear anything coming out. Was I actually speaking? If I was, he seemed to approve of it by his smirk.

"Good girl."

Those words, for some reason made my body feel hot and tingly. I never heard him say this before... had I? My body kept reacting as if I had.

"I..." My brain began to feel confused and light. What was even happening again? How long was I staring into Master's eyes for? A part of me didn't seem to care.

"You always wanted to quit being a hero."

"I..." Did I? A part of me felt a bit off now. Was this all true? "I always..."

The hand around my neck tightened just a little, sending me a message to keep going. Even that part of me knows now not to keep Master waiting.

"I always wanted to quit being a hero."

"Good girl." Master began to chuckle, his deep voice making my body quiver and shake.

"The pleasure you feel is why you've wanted to quit. Because Electric Snow wanted to be Master Mind's sex slave. Say it. "I wanted to be Master's sex slave."".

I felt a hot electric wave pulse through my body. A moan slowly escapes my lips, making me notice how good I suddenly felt. "I wanted to be Master's sex slave."

"Good Girl."

I moaned again as Master spoke. It felt too good to resist. This really was what I wanted all along.

"Good Girl."

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Chapter Ten:

Howdy, Neighbor!

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“I’m tired of being enclosed here. I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.” - Emily Brontë (Wuthering Heights)

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Dream Morabito stared up at the AU that he and Outerswap Muffet had to go to. He wasn't as much of a ‘Guardian of Positivity’ as the original. To say he was already at his wits end was an understatement to end all understatements. He knew, he just knew that when he got the chance to meet the shortstack that was this other Dream he was going to ask him how the actual FUCK he did this for a living. He popped his neck and adjusted his bright blue hat and then his tie.

“You sure this is the place?” he asked Muffet.

Muffet ran her fingers through her sparkling bangs and nodded, “Yep, this looks like the safest bet! It’s kind of like my AU after all, just less… interesting stuff.” she frowned at the last part. She was getting annoyed with the repetitive rocks and… more rocks… Where the hell were the stars and galaxies?

“Alright…” Morabito sighed.

Muffet held out a hand causing a spider’s web to appear made out of constellations before opening up into a portal to the AU, “Let’s go! Maybe there will be something at least relatively interesting there!”

“Maybe I can shoot someone with an arrow to see how many people freak out.” he needed something, ANYTHING to do other than talk. He was starting to get very tired of talking.

Walking into Underswap, Muffet visibly deflated looking at the town that was Snowdin. Her pout on her black lips was so plump and distinct, calling it disappointment was practically the equivalent of calling her entertainment.

“Soooo interesting….” Morabito rolled his eyelights.

“Don’t give me that.” Muffet shot. “Let’s look around.”

Morabito held his tongue, he was already reaching her breaking point, and if he did, then he’d probably… lose her shit to say the least. Not wanting another ‘explosion at the bakery’ event to happen, he simply followed Muffet around like a lost puppy. As they walked about, he thought about all the things he learned about this… other him. They were an extremely positive and helpful person, not willing to hurt anyone, apparently getting chased by… someone. And also used a bow… but also swords. He was going to have to see if he could try out using the latter. He was never perfect with his accuracy, so much so that Edelweiss made fun of him for it and constantly taunted him for ages. Maybe swords would be fun. He did somewhat envy this Dream too, being able to be so positive all the time. Not feeling hate… until getting envenomated.

He really should’ve written down some advice for the guy before leaving to take care of his job. At least he got a lot of positive desires out of it. He probably wouldn’t have to worry too much about starving for a good while if he was just a bit careful. Maybe even make a stockpile!

Eventually, the duo came across what looked to be some training.

“Awe… it reminds me of when Occult’s brother would train with the Celestial Guard!” Muffet cooed. She got out her phone and started snapping pictures so she could send them to Occult. She missed her Sans so much.

Morabito just patted her back. He couldn’t offer many words, not again after what happened the last time he tried to talk to someone mourning… It got him stabbed and envenomated.

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Indigo bent backwards, dodging a swipe from Alphys’s monstrous tail at the last second, then summoned a thin wall of bones to catapult himself into the air, out of the reach of his trainer’s electric flames. 

The short skeleton focussed, laughing when Alphys lunged up after him and slashed her claws at him. He dodged and parried off of them, but then was stomped out of the air and launched into a new pile of snow and grass.

Indigo popped out of the pile, dusting specs of snow and dirt off his cape and armor, then summoned a hammer blaster, spinning it between his hands, and the blaster head attached to the handle snapped open, unleashing a blast behind him that sent him flying towards his opponent. As he closed in on Alphys, he swung his hammer above him, then down, intending to slam the lizard-dragon hybrid into the ground like she did to him a moment ago. But the Captain of the Royal Guard had other plans, and they did not involve defeat at the hands of her trainee. Alphys sent a knowing smirk Indigo’s way, bared teeth and all, and met the head of his hammer with the palm of her hand, cutting off the blast intended for her. “Not so fast, little man.”

Just like that, Indigo was tossed away again, his weapon following close behind, its shadow hovering over his form before it hit the ground, and he rolled away to avoid it.

Of course she would use her larger size and brute strength to her advantage. He had to think of another approach before she got him again. Indigo lifted his hammer from the ground and desummoned it, meeting Alphys’s eye from across the sparring field. The Captain kept that wild smile on her face and turned away from him to lift her axe, giving it a test swing.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna call it quits for today, Sans?” “Nah, Alph. I’m good to keep going!” The lizard gave him a skeptical look, and Indigo felt his marrow boil. He knew she was just looking out for him. She always did, and she was a great friend for that. But everyone looked at him that way, as if he was incapable of caring for himself!

Indigo glared at her, and got back into a fighting position.

Seeing this, Alphys shrugged, and readied her axe.

“Well… if you insist!” He didn’t bother with Alphys’s countdown from ten and charged in her direction, leaving snow flying behind him in his pursuit. 

Alphys had little time to react, blocking a potential kick to the face with the flat face of her axe, and Indigo jumped away, dashing behind her and grabbing her tail, giving it a rough tug to yank her off her balance. In response, his trainer swerved around, one of her massive claws slammed into the ground where Indigo was a moment before, but the skeleton kept on his feet, planting the heel of his boot into Alphys’s snout before taking off again, re-summoning his hammer blaster and charging up some energy in the core of its partially closed mouth. Indigo kept his eye on Alphys as she jumped back from confusion, bleeding from her nostrils. But instead of infuriation, she absolutely roared in delight. “That’s it, Sans! THAT’S WHAT I WANNA SEE!” She lunged at him, her axe lifted high, and swung it down, but before it could hit its target, Indigo swung up his hammer, and the back of its head connected with the flat of the axe just right, wrenching it out of Alphys’s hand as it released a burst of energy, sending it flying out of bounds of the sparring field. The hammer’s blast cut off once the other weapon was gone, and Indigo grabbed Alphys by the soul with blue magic, slamming her chest-first into the snow-covered dirt. And just like that, Alphys’s timer went off, signaling that the training session was over. Alphys, from her current position, whooped awkwardly, her face planted in the ground, but still ridiculously enthusiastic at the progress of her student. She groaned, then rolled over, pumping a hand towards the Underground’s ceiling, then brought it back down to rub at her face. “Holy SHIT, Sans! Remind me to never piss you off, hAHAAHAHA!!!” Indigo let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, and flopped backwards into the snow alongside his friend. “Heh, I was that good?” “Yeah, you fucking nerd! You totally kicked my ass! I’m gonna have to think about it, give me a day or two, but I think you’re ready for more intensive battle training.” “WAIT, ARE YOU SERIOUS!?” “YEAH?” Indigo screamed in happiness, and covered his mouth with his cape halfway so the sound wouldn’t echo through the rest of the Underground. He couldn’t just lay down anymore at that point, he had to get up and run laps around Alphys, breaking into dances at random intervals as the lizard got up to finally turn off the timer and clean up her nose. “Oh shit. Sans?” “Yeeeeessss?” “Can you go get my axe? I think it flew off in…” Alphys retraced her steps, looking back to the place she got faceplanted and off to the east. She pointed in that way for Indigo’s reference. “That direction.” “Of course! I’ll be back!” “I know you will, NEEEEEEERD!” Indigo took off towards where Snowdin’s endless wilderness started.

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Morabito ducked the moment he saw the axe coming. He turned and saw the gargantuan weapon embedded into a tree only a handful of inches away from where he had jumped down from.

That was way too close. Muffet damn near fell over laughing at him.

“Is every swap like this or–”

“You're just boring~” Muffet teased.

He swore this woman was just the worst, almost as bad as DeVille. Almost. But thank the stars that they weren't near her Papyrus – Occultatum, because if she was, her effort to annoy him would only quintuple.

They had a few minutes to recover from the shock, then the tiny figure of the resident Sans from a long distance away started getting bigger. The fact he would run fast enough to give cheetahs a run for their money was not only fucking alien, but damn was it just a slightly intimidating sight after the smackdown Morabito and Muffet had just witnessed.

Muffet spotted Indigo running towards them. Well, they did come to talk and see if they were in the right place, so meeting someone here wouldn't be that bad. In fact she was more than certain this was the place. It had to be, the AUs weren't that clumped now because of Digi… or Klezmer as he preferred to be called. But he's still Digi to her. No matter how much it ticked him off.

She didn't say anything to Morabito about the resident Sans coming over. It's just more fun that way. The skeleton on his way over wasn’t dressed as the typical inner multiverse Swap!Sans. Instead of his cape being a shade of deep blue at most, it was an ultra dark blend of blue and purple, and his armor was dark gray instead of light. He also had freckles of a similar shade covering his face, same with his eyelights.

“Hiya, Muffet! Cool outfit!” 

He thought she practically lived at her bakery, but it was nice to see the spider monster out and about. Maybe she was looking for more supplies for her spider donuts or something, he wasn’t going to pry. Indigo continued down the path until he came across the ax, but by the time he did that, the guardian next to it attracted his immediate and dedicated attention. “DREAM!” The soldier trainee jumped on his friend with not a moment to spare, crushing him in a suffocating hug with no escape. “OH MY GOD, BUDDY, NEVER DO THAT AGAIN, WE WERE ALL SO WORRIED–” “Ack!”

Morabito froze like a statue, he really tried to control the negative emotions that damned venom DeVille had in that stupid weapon of his… and everything of his that wasn't his stupid wine. He truly was heroically trying to hold back his annoyance of the long… LONG as hell day he had been put through acting in for his other self but he failed miserably.

“Let me go… or I will punt you across this entire forest.”

“Morabito!” Muffet growled.

Yeah, this day was going to get worse… he needed some damn coffee.

Indigo immediately released the impostor and put some distance between them, his face morphing from genuine confusion to mortification as he recognized the details he missed. This was not Dream, but in the stranger’s defense, he looked nothing like him upon more focused inspection. “Oh– Oh shit, I am so sorry! I thought you were my friend. UH–” He glanced at Muffet, then back to this new person. At least he could get a name from her. “Morabito, was it?”

Morabito nodded, glaring at Indigo before looking at Muffet, “Looks like we're in the right universe, finally.”

Muffet snickered, “The look on your face when he hugged you was priceless. I told you you looked like that little guy!”

Morabito summoned his bow and an arrow then desummoning them reminding himself that he can't keep letting the negative emotions take control of his actions. Okay, a coffee with three blonde shots it is.

Muffet looked like she was about to start giggling like a mad-woman.

Indigo scratched the back of his skull. He knew for sure Morabito was someone, but definitely not Dream, but what about Muffet? He looked over his shoulder at the woman, and noticed differences between her and the Muffet he knew the most. She was all sparkly, and… actually took care of her hair. “I’m assuming you’re not the Muffet I know either?”

She shook her head, “Nope, but I am from a place you'll love to visit~! Sorry about my little friend over there, he's a bit of a hothead. But we're here to talk to you, and anyone who happens to be really close to that little cutie, Dream.”

She really couldn't wait to fluster the hell out of that kid when she got the chance, if he was anything like Morabito, it was going to be so. Freaking. Fun!

Morabito nodded, “A… friend, found him and had to get him some medical attention. He's not doing too well.” FINALLY, he was getting some answers on Dream’s whereabouts, but why did it always have to be bad news!? Indigo facepalmed, then rubbed the bridge between his eyesockets. Undyne should have never let him go, even though that wouldn’t have stopped him from leaving whatsoever once he decided to.

Indigo lifted the axe, leaning it over his shoulder as if it weighed nothing. “I have to return this first, then I can take you two somewhere to talk, okay? This timeline is well acquainted with outcodes, so you won’t attract too much attention being here.” With that, he stopped right outside the woods, readjusted his grip on the axe’s handle, and swung it with enough power for the weapon to land in the middle of Alphys’s training grounds. Then he stretched, popping the stiffness in his shoulder blades, and sent a text to Alphys. She should still be down there, but it was just in case. “Alright, let’s go. You can call me Indigo, by the way!”

Morabito was very impressed with Indigo’s strength, he nodded at the Sans’ words before saying, “Nice to meetcha.”

Muffet merely nodded.

They were actually really surprised at how well adjusted this timeline was with what Indigo called outcodes. They supposed it meant exactly what it implied: those whose universes were gone with only the survivors' existences being the last remnants of the code. They never really had a name for such a thing – they just called them survivors. Either Klezmer was very busy while they weren’t looking, or there was another glitch running around.

And there definitely was another glitch running around, Muffet could just feel it. She knew she should’ve borrowed Occult’s tarot cards to see if they’d run into any new information like this. Damn it. They simply followed Indigo to his house as they looked around to see if there was anything actually interesting. Morabito didn’t see anything, not even the moment they stepped into the house. But Muffet… Muffet found a new target.

Indigo had started ahead of them, shaking his head as the front door to his house was left wide open, and upon walking in, discovered his brother and Edge smoking pot. The smell had permeated the living room. He thought he had smelled something a couple yards away, but honestly would rather have the house on fire than this again. He didn’t even know where they got it from, but it was unacceptable, and the look on Indigo’s face said all he wanted to say, but refrained from doing so unless he wanted to strangle his brother and their roommate. “Let’s… I apologize for their behavior, I’ll take care of them, but let’s go somewhere else.”

“Oh no, this is fine!” Muffet said before Morabito could even speak in just as much outrage as Indigo was currently holding in.

She happily walked over behind the couch the boys were sitting on and just put two of her hands on their heads, aother two around their shoulders and the last two behind her back, she leaned down and whispered, “Hey boys, don’t tell me you both started to have fun without me?”

Carrot froze. Who the hell was speaking… and why like that? He turned and saw… either heaven itself or he really was just that high. Edge himself was a little more lucid, and upon turning to ask Carrot what the fuck kind of impression he was making, he came face-to-face with the spider, and jerked back, slipping off the couch ass-first in the process. “H—OOOF– WHATSTHEFUCK ISTHIS??”

Muffet pouted at Edge before looking at Carrot smirking, “Awe, boys don’t be like that~ I’m not going to eat you… well… like that anyways.”

Carrot couldn’t even speak, he wanted to check if his soul didn’t shatter due to being so high, but he could barely move. But the bright as a neon sign blush on his face finally won out and he fell over to the side. Muffet laughed, almost falling over herself.

“Oh you two are perfect material!” she said between breaths, “I have to tell Occult about you two!”

She got out her phone and started texting him.

Morabito put a hand on Indigo’s shoulder, “Yeah, I’m sorry for your loss.”

Indigo released an exasperated sigh and leaned into his touch just on principle. He appreciated the mental support. “I can’t believe he corrupted Edge, too.”

At this point, he was genuinely considering moving out and relocating to Waterfall or Hotland, somewhere closer to Alphys. Hell, he’d take Undyne over this any day too. Edge recovered from his intoxicated shock, hoping to whatever god may exist that the spider monster was just a figment of his imagination, perhaps a result of all the weed he smoked in a coping frenzy, but no. No matter how much he blinked, she was still there. But the sound of Indigo’s voice was a saving grace for… about two seconds, and processing the look on the other skeleton’s face was all he needed to know. His host was disappointed. As Indigo left to open up all the windows in the house and get some of the hall closet fans installed to push out the marjuana air, Edge submitted to the shame, leaning against the foot of the couch to thoroughly die inside.

Morabito decided to sit at the table in hopes to avoid the absolute horror that was about to take place. He resigned himself with the fact that there would be no mercy here. He was just glad he was not the one with their head in the guillotine.

Muffet on the other hand decided that she hadn’t played enough with the edgy little Sans at the foot of the couch, so she went over to him and knelt down, grabbing his head in her hands, having one of them trace the back of his neck. “Awe, you okay, sweetie? I didn’t scare you, did I?” she feigned a sweet and concerned tone just to further mess with her new favorite victim.

“Holy shit, lady,” Edge narrowed his blurred red eyelights at her, at the very side of his vision. It’s not that he hated spiders, but they are the last thing a man wants to see when he’s high off his senses and staring blankly at the wall, hoping the texture would stop moving. “Couldn’t you knock before you came in?” “You left the door WIDE OPEN, you NUMBSKULLS!” Indigo yelled from the kitchen, gathering cleaning materials in preparation to bring the Sanspocalypse on the entire living room and perhaps the insides of Carrot and Edge’s craniums while he’s at it. There was no question at all that his disappointment was morphing into a determined and unfiltered cleaning rage. Edge gulped, beginning to sweat. He looked away from Muffet, used the couch’s arm to help himself up, then his legs betrayed him. If not for the couch being covered in cloth stuffed with feathers and dog hair, he would have dusted from hitting his forehead on the very thing he counted on to get him standing again. “MMPHH, FOR FUCK’S SAKE.”

“You are my new favorite targets from now on…” Muffet grinned.

“Is… is it just me… or are there… stars… and galaxies… in her clothes…?” Carrot asked, squinting at the woman. “Wait… Muffet?... Did you roll around in glitter?”

“Wanna touch me and see if I did?” she stuck her tongue out at him.

Carrot blinked and stared at the ceiling to contemplate if he did die and go to heaven.

“Muffet… you are killing them.” Morabito hissed.

“I’m only playing with them!” she purred.

“I’m… I’m ace, I just wanted to remind myself.” Carrot blurted out, suddenly.

That broke her. She fell over laughing. Oh, she loved them. She absolutely LOVED them.

Meanwhile, Edge had pulled his hood over his face and started recounting every element in the periodic table. He got so engrossed in it, he hardly noticed Indigo slipped his arms under his and yanked him up. They were about halfway to the table when it finally registered, and when it did, Edge squirmed in Indigo’s hold, making the dragging treatment slightly more chaotic than it already was.

“HEY, WHAT THA FUCK IS THIS ABOUT? LEMME GO!” Indigo made no comment until he pinned Edge to the nearest chair until he stopped moving under the other skeleton’s judgemental stare. “I brought Morabito and Muffet here for a reason, Edge, and you are the only other source of information they asked for.” The general consensus from that second forward was for Edge to be on his best behavior, or they were gonna have another set of problems. Indigo never openly freaked out at Carrot whenever he got high unannounced and stank up the house, and Edge assumed he was getting the same treatment, but damn did he expect to receive hell once he was sober.

Carrot got up, shaking his head and then looking at Indigo, “Wait… wha?... What do you mean, Indi?”

He was genuinely confused before finally, FINALLY spotting Morabito, “Wait, why is Dream cosplaying a mobster?”

Morabito glared at Carrot for the comment, but didn’t say anything. He figured that once the two idiots were done being high enough to touch the stars, he’d finally not have to put up with the headache.

Muffet snickered at the comment, “It’s adorable, isn’t it?”

“I uh… I guess so…” Carrot said, trying to put a bit of distance between him and Muffet. He didn’t know what got into her, but… he didn’t want to find out. Where the hell did his asexuality go? Usually this sort of shit never fazed him!

“Muffet, cut it out. At this point I think his soul is going to leave his body.” Morabito said, trying his best to not growl at the woman.

Muffet nodded, “Okay, okay, I guess I’ll give them some mercy.”

Indigo sat in the chair farthest from the living room and slid a plate with bread and a glass of water to Edge in an unspoken order to consume the items. He had dealt with his brother’s mary jane usage too many times to know what could lessen the effects of it, if not by a little bit. The main thing was time, but they might not have that tonight.

Edge had to shut out the sounds of everyone else’s voices in order to focus on that command.

His host sent another damning look Carrot’s way before really settling, sitting at the table like an actual mob boss, with his elbows propped up on the surface, fingers laced together, and chin resting on top of them. “Muffet, let’s get this shit in order. I don’t know how much sanity I have left and don’t want to find out.”

“I agree.” Morabito said simply.

“Okay, I’ll stop messing with them!” Muffet frowned, she used her magic to drag Carrot over to the table and sit him down next to Morabito, who leaned away from him.

Carrot didn’t speak, knowing Indigo wouldn’t appreciate anything he said at the moment.

Muffet hummed. She was about to get started, only for a knock at the door. Indigo growled to himself, leaving the table to yank open the door, and whatever enthusiasm Undyne was prepared to walk in with immediately tucked tail and ran. “Yes, Undyne?”

Undyne lost her words for a moment, finally finding some of them she nervously spoke, “Heya kid, I saw your new friends on the cameras and I uh… was hoping if I could join you and them… I uh… I am also worried about Dream.”

Indigo’s eye twitched. “I am 31 years old and pay a mortgage. Never call me ‘kid’ again.”

“Sorry.” she said, scooting past him and walking in. She gave a nervous wave to the two visitors.

“You’re 31?” Morabito asked. “I thought you were twelve.”

“Ever heard the sound of a skull breaking glass, tough guy?”

Morabito decided to not answer the obvious threat.

Muffet was recording the entire thing, “Oh, you’re so much like the Sans I had…”

“I’m not gonna ask,” Indigo replied, taking his seat once again. Undyne followed his example. The tension in the room was indescribable, and right now, Indigo was not intent on repairing that. After this, all he wanted to do was take a long, hot shower and pass out. He didn’t care where.

Muffet took a long deep breath as she stopped recording. “Okay, to get this started, I’m sure you’re all really worried about Dream, and so are we. He is currently under the care of my Papyrus – Occultatum — along with a Toriel and Alphys from an Asylumtale. They’re doing everything in their power to keep him alive.”

“They’re using my Positivity Magic to do so. I left them with a supply of my arrows to keep him alive as long as possible to find anything that can cure the venom in his body.” Morabito explained, “In my AU, the venom myself and my version of Nightmare relates to positivity and negativity. Obviously if I’m the positive one, DeVille is the negative one.”

“That’s fucking on the nose…” Carrot mumbled. “His name is literally Devil.”

“He’s not really a… bad guy per se, we just feed off of Positive and Negative desires respectively.” Morabito stated, “I’m currently trying to do my best to do Dream’s job while he’s out of it. I’ve been hit with DeVille’s venom several times, trust me when I say it’s not fun.”

“What does it do, exactly?” Undyne asked, “I’ve been trying to analyze it, but I can’t tell what exactly it does.”

“It literally enhances all negative emotions a person has. If it were to hit someone like say, Indigo right now, he’d probably be tearing everyone here limb from limb.” Morabito stated, “But if it is someone like me or Dream, it opens the door to feeling all negative emotions in full. From disgust, to loathing.”

“And since Dream is a being of pure positivity,” Muffet sighed, “He’s pretty much dying until we can get that venom cured.” Undyne looked like she was three seconds away from chucking one of Indigo’s chairs out the nearest window and isolating herself in The Lab to hyperfocus on curing Dream without interruption. The scientist sprang from her seat when Morabito dropped the bomb, and was now clutching the chair’s spine tight enough to make indents in the furbished, carefully chiseled wood.

For once, Indigo was relieved Carrot was mentally jumping off the moon. If he were sober, he could clearly visualize him planning revenge so intensely one could read exactly what he wanted to do off the shape of whatever wrinkles skeletons were capable of forming to highlight intense stress.

Of course, most of that was pure exaggeration, but whichever poor soul was reading this got the idea.

But Edge was not the same. If anything, whenever he got high, his sensitivity level skyrocketed. The poor guy had frozen in time mid-bite out of the bread Indigo had thrown at him not several minutes earlier. Before Indigo himself could get a word in, Edge slowly pushed his plate away. “...he’s dyin’?” “They said he could be dying if he doesn’t get help, Edge,” his host solemnly replied. Indigo took his arms off the table in favor of hugging himself for comfort’s sake, staring down at the grain of the wood. “But what can we do? Whada they need from us?”

“We don’t really want anything from you, more that we were hoping you’d all be willing to go to Outerswap with us to help Dream stay calm and not break down on us while we get him settled down. If not, we can deliver a message from you all or a gift box, something to keep him stable… emotionally.” Muffet said simply.

“After all, he isn’t exactly in a familiar setting, being in the Outer Realms.” Morabito stated.

Muffet nodded. “The Outer Realms have never been visited by him or your version of Sketch, and it’s bad enough that things are very different in that area, so something familiar would be nice.”

Edge leaned forwards in his seat, holding a hand over his skull to block out how bright the dining room light was, but otherwise remained as focussed as he could manage in his current state. “Wait,... who’s Sketch?” “I have the same question.” Indigo got out of his seat and put the chair in, leaving for the kitchen. Maybe it was to clean up or something, even though Edge was certain he and Carrot did nothing to that area of the house. Their tomfoolery was limited to the living room only, last he checked.

“Idiot with a giant paint brush, can be as tone deaf as an arsonist in an antique shop, has a tendency to go around the entire multiverse just because he can, no matter what is going on. Fights glitchy assholes for a living.” Morabito stated.

There was a distant gasp, then a crash from the kitchen. Indigo rushed out, hovering in the entryway. “THAT SOUNDS LIKE INK!”

“THAT’S IT!” Undyne, shoved her chair back in place and barged out the front door. Indigo had the thought to drag her back in, but she wasn’t a threat to anyone or anything just yet, and he doubted she was a danger to herself these days either. The armored skeleton had to lean against the wall, close to tears but somehow holding himself together, “Do you know where he is? He went MIA weeks ago, I assume to find Error or something else like him.”

Edge, however, snuck a sip of his water and slipped off his hood. “You kiddin’ me, smalls? Tracking that guy is a suicide mission. Ink is a goner.” “No, Edge, you don’t understand Ink if you think he can die like the rest of us,” Indigo stressed. He slipped off his gloves and twisted them into a rope-like texture, stimming to cope with the stress of not only one of his friends being hospitalized and close to death, but the other one possibly not that far behind.

He didn’t know Error’s status. For his mental stability, Indigo had to avoid the topic of him completely and assumed Ink and Dream handled the rest. But he knew, oh did he know, just what that guy was capable of. Anything with code? Anything that existed at all, wasn’t safe from him. Ink probably couldn’t die, that much was true, but he definitely wasn’t in the clear. Carrot sat up, his eyes trained on his brother. The lanky skeleton dragged himself to the kitchen, practically hovering over Indigo. “Bro, you’re spiraling.”

“Papyrus, we have more important things to worry about than this.” “I don’t care. Go lay down.” Indigo grimaced, but retreated upstairs as advised.

“If that Ink guy is anything like Sketch, he’s probably chasing his version of Klezmer.” Morabito sighed, “Trying to kill the bastard because of petty grudges and arguing over their own fucked up versions of helping people.”

Muffet nodded, “We don’t know anything about Ink, but we’ll keep an eye out for him while we’re out trying to keep Dream’s job going strong.”

“I seriously need to ask the bastard how he keeps this up, I’m so tired…” Morabito held his head trying to keep his cool.

“Well, what’s your decision?” Muffet asked, “Any of you want to go, or would you want me to send a message?”

Edge sighed, exchanged a knowing look with Carrot, then addressed Muffet. “Yeah, we’ll haveta go with you. We gotta get smalls in order first, though.”

Carrot nodded, “Yeah, I’ll text Undyne and see if she’s up for the trip.”

“Glad to hear it,” Muffet smiled, “We’ll be here tomorrow, so be sure to be ready by the afternoon.”

“Will-do.” Carrot said simply.

With that, the duo from the outer realms left using one of Muffet’s portals.

After a moment Carrot sunk to the floor, and just tried to hold all of his chaotic thoughts in order. Whoever this DeVille is… He was fucking dead.

[romajuliettemai]

The Archer-Rosalind Lang Lyrical Breakdown & Lyrical Relationship

Combat, I'm ready for combat I say I don't want that, but what if I do?

To me, this shows Rosalind always constantly prepping herself for some sort of battle, whether it's a physical battle or something mental that she has to fight. She's always kind of on her toes now and scared to do anything at all after the incident, since she doesn't want to accidentally screw up again. This is also kind of like her preparing herself to almost sort of fight Orion in FHH.

'Cause cruelty wins in the movies I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you

Rosalind is a character who's relatively cold in a sense- it's just her nature. She's not a very warm person, she likes to be sarcastic, and we love it. But obviously a lot of it unfortunately comes from her constantly guarding her heart and being on high alert all the time, too scared to show kindness to too many people in case they take advantage of her again.

She had so many things she wanted to say to Orion, which were a lot of her just calling him dumb and such, but we know she wanted to say things after he confessed his love too. She just never got the chance.

Easy they come, easy they go I jump from the train, I ride off alone

It seems that almost everyone she loves comes and goes like it's nobody's problem. She is always left alone. Dimitri left. Juliette left. Dao Feng left. Now Orion is gone. So many people lie to her as well. As soon as she trusts them, they reveal themselves as some great actor. Which is kind of going to happen again when Juliette reveals herself, since a good number of people besides Rosalind knew.

I connect the train part to the train scene that opens FLF. She literally climbs to the top of the train. But she's alone there as well, alone to bear witness to the unforgiving night.

I never grow up, it's getting so old Help me hold onto you

She's permenantly stuck at 19. She doesn't age. But it's just getting old. She's stuck in a stage of her life where everything went wrong, and it's just an awful reminder.

Again, reinstating, that so many people she loves leave her.

I've been the archer I've been the prey Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?

She's been the hunter (assassin) and she's been the hunted (victim) in many different scenarios.

She's wondering why so many people seem to want to leave her. No one wants to stay with her anymore. They all just leave.

Dark side, I search for your dark side But what if I'm alright, right, right, right here? And I cut off my nose just to spite my face Then I hate my reflection for years and years

Rosalind is scouring for the bad in people often, because she's scared of getting hurt again. She's looking for something that will turn her away from them. Something that will give them away for being some sort of evil mastermind so she has a reason to walk away before it's too late.

We know she doesn't like to see herself much anymore, since she's stuck in her 19 year old self, trapped in time, and unable to escape all of her mistakes. She is simply self-destructive, and does not like herself one bit.

I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost The room is on fire, invisible smoke And all of my heroes die all alone Help me hold onto you

She doesn't sleep anymore- always awake, dwelling on how she could have changed the past. What she could have done differently. And the memories haunt her. Memories of an explosion- smoke and fire.

To her, her very on cousin exists now in a memory of ash and smoke. Juliette is long passed to her still, since she doesn't know the truth. Juliette was kind of a hero to her as well- even though she didn't 'die' alone. But Rosalind wants someone to be able to hold onto when she goes as well. She doesn't want to lose anyone anymore.

But it's too late. Orion is gone for now.

Screaming, who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?

This kind of reflects her frustration with wondeirng why everyone always wants to leave and never wants to just stay in her life.

(I see right through me, I see right through me)

'Cause they see right through me They see right through me They see right through Can you see right through me? They see right through They see right through me I see right through me I see right through me

But so many people can see through her facade if they look close enough. She pretends she is okay, when she really is not.

This also reminds me of the scene with when Orion is seeing the similarities between her and Celia after he found out who she truly was.

This is also a reflection of her constant anxiety and worry about so many things. She's constantly on her toes, constantly anxious, constantly scared. It's trauma.

All the king's horses, all the king's men Couldn't put me together again 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends Help me hold onto you

She's like a broken vase. It's difficult to put her together again. She's broken to what she thinks is beyond repair.

So many people she thought as friends or loved ones ended up being enemies in a sense. Like Dimitri, who was only using her. Celia, who isn't her enemy, but is in a different political faction, the one to which her faction is fighting. Now like Orion, who was taken by her side and is now being used as an experiment.

Who could stay? Who could stay? Who could stay? You could stay You could stay

She just wants someone to stay with her. To be with her. To not leave her again.

Combat, I'm ready for combat

This is almost a full circle moment if we're going by the order of the story with the order of the lyrics. Because at the beginning she was ready to fight and protect her heart, and at the end, when Orion was taken from her, she's now ready to fight again. It's kind of like a restart to the cycle.

I also generally associate these lyrics with scenes in FLF, but I just didn't feel like stating them cause that would take too much time and make for a way too long post.

(I think I've been working on this post for around half an hour and I desperately need sleep so enjoy this lyrical breakdown!)

[transzilla]

tgirl user on this site like last december who calls herself a baeddal: i cant believe were getting villified for making jokes about force fem, let trans people live

the same tgirl seeing a few tboys experiment with a similar kink in the same way: uh dont you know the term autoandrophile was once used by PSYCHOLOGISTS to god forbid CALL WOMEN CRAZY? do you think women are CRAZY? also since we All Know being feminine can only ever be lesser and humiliating by liking forcemasc youre basically a woman hating sexist for not only viewing gender roles as black and white. Oh and since youre a trans man you clearly have not matured at all mentally or sexually beyond that one annoying 14 year old trans boy i still hold a gurdge over. Over theres butch lesbians in the forcemasc community? Well theyre okay because theyre women.

Alright well don't take what I said like that hahaha like idk who tf you're talking abt and I do see a lot of trans men bitching abt forcemasc. And cis women which is umm kind of special.

I understand what you're saying and inter community transphobia pisses me the fuck off but I mostly see the "men are evil and transitioning to male is evil" from cis women and these neofeminist environments mostly like i really dont think the heat youre experiencing is a tgirl invention. Like thats a cis pioneer lol

I do see a lot of trans women that are transphobic toward men and don't trust transmasc circles and like I understand some trans male circles have UNIQUE issues but like baeddel shit from tgirls... if I get tired of it I just turn my phone off LMAOO like this shit just does not fly or exist in real life

My whole thing is if you're gonna do the baeddel thing and hate men and say being a man is unethical whatever at least take care of your girls. Like I think I've experienced maybe one "baeddel" circle irl and it was in like a sheltered city bubble and it was just pretty normal transgender female drama like all these liberated queer people say they hate men and dickride them anyway. theyd just be dicks to trans men and dickride cis dudes. And they were even awful to other tgirls like you couldn't do anything and anger the fucking clique without somebody being like oh my god she was such a bitch like it really is ur own people LMAO but like I understand it just blew trying to hack it in those tboy and cis people spaces cus everyone was horrible to u for being transfem. Like they werent any less misogynistic. But then even in the transfem circle they also were not less misogynistic even if tgey talked all this shit abt men. transgender people are awful mostly because they're neurotic, it was rejection from other trans people that had these girls reacting with bullshit like that, I just don't want you responding to these wolf notes with more anger. Like let the fire die out. Please. Lol.

Dont read too much into internet drama especially, like this shit isnt real I think it gets so cutthroat cause a lot of people arent really trans or have trans communities outside of the internet unfortunately like the real world resources are not there and people are too eager to subsitute with tumblr. And I'm the same way like I'm a hick like my closest trans friend is a half hour away. Like just calm down cus if ur not calm ur not thinking.

[yanderefairyangel]

Engage's villain deep dive : Rafal, depressive atoning dragon

Oh boi, do you'all actually hate me or ... ? anyways, let's break him down.

But because of rules, spoliers ahead !!!

Rafal is one of the other Sombron/Xenobron's child and possibly an alternate version to one of Alear's half sibling in Elyos (though it's a bit of a touchy subject) , even if in this world he isn't family to his Alear.

Like all of Xenobron's children, he had a twin but this twin died a long time ago and when he was too young to remember so he was the only Fell child to be all alone in an environnement surronded by pair of twins. He became friends with his half brother, Nil, whom he strangely ressembled a whole lot. But during the parralel war of 1 000 Nil died in a battle and Rafal switched his place with him, making believe he died as he promised dying Nil to watch over Nel and that's what happenend, 1 000 years of assuming Nil's identity. One day, Xenobron noticed he was able to awake Emblems and approached him, promising him that he would become his heir and additionally, took advantage of this to curse the dragonstone he shared with Nel. Then once Altlear and Xenobron killed each other, operation ressurection of Papabron began and then it unpacks with the whole Fell xenologue events until Nel dies to save him and him, remorseful ends up a ressurection session like Lumimi did with Alear until she woke up 1 000 as atonement and the two move in our Elyos.

Alright, let's begin

1- Rafal is a shetty written villain/forced antagonist

If you want to explain Engage's internal writing problem, Rafal is probably an empitome for it. While his support proves him to be an excellent character, the DLC story is so lame that he is forced to be the antagonist although his motivations barely makes him one. Not to excuse his actions (since he himself refuse it) but it's probably because he is such a sheety villain he works so well as a redeeming one cause if there is one thing you can give him is that 1) he is actually a threat in the DLC (brrr;;;;; map 5) and also 2) he is a well written character when HE IS ALLOWED TO BE HIMSELF but we'll go through it once I am done explaining the crime he commited.

According to the devs and his support with Ivy, he didn't killed everyone but only 1) The royals to turn them into Corrupted, the only consenting victims being Ivyalt

And he also admitted to have killed all his remaining siblings

And he ... well cause Nel to die but she came back so... does that count ? idk

One thing for sure, he did a lot of awful thing he himself is ashamed of and once you beat the sheet out of him, he goes on redemption arc

Now one thing a lot of people wondered is : isn"t it a bit easy that Alear forgives him like this when he say stuff like that ?

Well, let's find out !

2- Rafal's way of speech.

Ok, so there's something important about this guy when we speaks of transalation. The localization tended to make him seems more arrogant in the eng compared to the jpn version because the jpn version can use prounons to convey Rafal's arrogance whereas the eng version has to rely on a choice of words rather snobbish in order to make him seem haughty. You probably had noticed that Y.Chang switches between two tones to signify that he is Nil or Rafal. Well, Takuya Eguchi does the same, but he also swtiches prounons. I really wished I could share the audio of the JPN dub but tumblr won't let me so I'll just link two video so you can compare how he speaks differently when he is Nil and when is Rafal.

When Rafal speaks as Nil, he uses boku/僕 i kanji form to showcase it's an adult man speaking as opposed to young boys who either uses katakana or hiragana, which is Nil's case when we see the recollections flashbacks as he speaks entirely in hiragana. Boku is considered to be a masculine way of saying I but is less informal or viritliy assertive as ore/俺 which is used by both Gregory and Griss, it is also considered to be a form used by character with a kind temparement so Rafal uses it whenever he speaks to impersonnates Nil due to wanting to fit with Nil's kind nature.

However, when Rafal speaks as himself, he uses ware/我 which is a peculiar case when speaking of japanese pronouns. It's an archaic form of refering to one self since it's more common in old japanese and it's use is more literary if anything, but to be fair, japanses in anime and video games and sons is drastically different then japanese spoken in real life. Regardless, it's a form that is often used by character who consider themselves important due to either being 1 000 year old or having the statuts of a royalitie or a kami. Rafal being a proud character, there is nothing surprising as him using prounons that makes him looks arrogant. However... guess what ? Sombron uses the same prounons as Rafal. Yep.

And that's not all. If you compare Rafal's way of speaking using a lot of "zo" and "ga", to Sombron's, you'll realize that Rafal speaks the exact same way as Sombron. The way someone speaks is a reflection of his own mind and apprehension of the world. When i said : "when HE IS ALLOWED TO BE HIMSELF" I am refering to the fact that in the whole Fell Xenologue he plays 2 role, and his speech reflects that. During the great portion of the Fell Xenologue plot he pretends to be Nil like he did for 1 000 years. But he also wasn't being himself during the second part and begining of the DLC since he was possesed/cursed (literaly this time) and because of this... he really does speak like Sombron

Doesn't that remind you of someone ? And while Sombron and Xenobron are different person and that they might have different objective, they still speak in a similar manner hence there is nothing surprising as Rafal saying things that are similar to our Sombron even if he isn't his actual dad but just the alternate version (please bear with me ? ik that the Fell Xenologue's plot is downright stopid but hey). Rafal is definitely emulating his father and in the game, it is portrayed as being due to Sombron's curse.

In the game during those scenes, he has the animation showing him bowing, like for when Veyle switched her personailty.

Alright, not to be that "JPN dub is superior to ENG dub" person because 1) it's false, 3H and Engage gave us impressive VA and Y.Chang is doing an amazing job but.... can we talk about how in this scene Takuya Eguchi looks like he is at the verge of his life ? I am serious, his acting makes Rafal's possesion sounds even more obvious then in the JPN dub . Not to mention, that the localization sorta missed the point because in the jpn he says "My chest hurts, always, always !!"

Yep you guessed it, that's why his chest hurts.

The fact that he speaks like Sombron, bore HIS wishes rather then his own, that even the dragon form he had looked quite similar to that of Sombron as opposed as his regular Fell Dragon form more alike to Nel shows that he is indeed under Sombron's influence, even more then the simple case of possesion

3- Possesion as a metaphor

Look, I am not saying that Fe is the kind of series where I expect the writer to use "possesion" as a symbolic device rather then a way to explain why they force a traumatized kid to be a forced antagonist and other then an obvious trope beloved by Kaga except instead of another damsel in distress, it's a pretty boi. (#RafalistheLyonarchetypeofEngage) However with the elements I mentionned earlier, it's obvious that the Sombron's spell goes along to show how a victim of parental abuse can be robbed of their agency and ends up interiozing and emphazing with their abusers, and in the case of Rafal, he is like Veyle since his long lasting abuse, inferiority complex, self validation issues and lack of love lead him to feel alone. Must I remind you that once he lost his twin he was all alone for a long time in an environnement consistuting in Fell children comploting against one another, making him an easy prey and he like Nil was traited as a failure except that Nil followed pretty much the same thing as Alcryst that is to say that his belief in being weak, he accepted it as truth and was rather self depricating, whereas Rafal never wanted to accept it and as a result, sought to prove his worth in return for a proof of acknowledgment. Like I mentionned in my Zephia dive about Sombron sharing his definition of family was like a "curse" that sealed Zephia's fate, Sombron telling Rafal how he would be a suitable heir for him was the curse as it was the proof of worth, the acknowledgement he was desesperately seeking for and even Nel's love wasn't enough because ...

4- Rafal has identity crisis and syndrome of the imposter

Must I remind you that Nil died when he was a CHILD. This means Rafal had to see his brother and only friend died when he was CHILD but that he accepted to remplace him as a CHILD. He cast away his identity when he was still a CHILD. He accepted to be someone he wasn't when he was a CHILD. Do I keep going on or is it clear ? If you recall, he said "I made belived I was the one who died that day, I was in a way". And why ? 1000 of acting as someone you aren't, this might make you ask thousand of existential question; and this happening at the time he was still a kid, a person in a process of building his identity. But that's only the tip of the iceberg, really. The real problem, the reason why he couldn't accept Nel's love is RIGHT THERE

The reason why Rafal cherished and hate his time at Lythos at the same time is so obvious. The reason why he feel like Nel's love isn't for him is also obvious. Because he isn't Nil. Sure, he is Nel's half sibling, but he isn't her twin brother, her one true half, the one she cherished and wished to protect, the one for whom she betrayed her own Father even though it may have ended her life. All she did, was out of love but nor for him as Rafal but for Nil, her dead brother. And even though Rafal promised Nil to protect Nel and made her happy and even then wished for her happines since he came to think of her as her true neesan, he can't help but feel guilty because "It should be Nil not me who has that" is exactly what he means by "that treasure is a stolen one" even if it was Nil's dying wish. His inner self hatred, validation issue and so on and so on cannot make him feel like he deserves Nel's love since it's directed to someone else. He knows that when Nel looks at him, she doesn't see Rafal, but Nil. She doesn't see him as who he is and he doesn't have the right to be himself, not for Nil's sake, he can't be loved for he is because he has to pretend to be someone else. Which hurts even more as Nel, the person he love most doesn't acknowledge his existence since she think he is Nil. So of course, even with Nel to protect him and love him, in truth, he never felt more alone because he felt like she never saw him, which made him even more vulnerable to Sombron's machination and worsen his wanting to prove his worth. Because (yes I know it's not Xenobron, it's our Sombron but point still stand)

If you remember what I said commenting it, our Sombron knew that his children were feared and hated and entirely dependent of him. The situation in XenElyos being not so different (*cough, cough, the Firenalt sibling and other clearly having hostility to the Fell twins cough*) with whatsmore siblings hating each other and ready to stab each other's back and him feeling even more inferior due to knowing he will never be loved like Nil is and that each of Nel's gesture are actually directed at Nil made him even more dependent of his abuser. What'smore, remember Wounded Pride ? His personal skill ? Well, remember that even if he had this skill only when he was pretending to be Nil... it still representative of Rafal as a whole since his own pride got wonded many times. And this is because of this that he was under Sombron's influence on two level 1) the possesion spell 2) his emulation of Sombron. It's also quite the deal that the word Sombron told him as he was casting this spell on his chest makes it happen at the same moment, hence renforcing the impression that the possesion is here to show that it's not only because of the spell he is under Sombron's influence, but also because of all he's been through, Sombron's shadow still soar over him and the possession spells can hence be seen on a double level. He almost BECOME Sombron, having the same wish, same speech, same freaking dragon appearance. Even if he still had some of his agency and that unlike Veyle he doesn't got "what happened o - o ?" once the spell is broken, he was still essentially under Sombron's influence

5- Nel's breaking the spell on 2 level

Alright, if you recall to break the spell Nel had to break her own dragonstone which can only break because... she dies.

Ok now, remember all that I said about Rafal wanting someone to acknowledge his existence and all i said about how he gave up on Nel being this person. Well, Nel's sacrifice broke the spell AND on a second level definitely freed Rafal from Sombron's influence because this was literaly the biggest act that one could do for him. What's more Nel revealing that she always knew his real identity (andthusmakingeverythingthathappenedfallflatsaidshewithrepressedanger) made Rafal realized that all of Nel's kind gesture towards him were really genuinely for HIM and not directed at a Nil whose sister and identity he stole according to him, that Nel was seeing him and acknowledge his existence, that she always returned the love he gave her. All of this was enough to make Rafal realized he don't need Sombron cause remember what he said when he lost ? "If i can't carry out father's ambitions, I am useless". What's more;... he always had suicidal tendencies

He wanted Nel, the person he loves most, his sister to end his life. In truth, what he truly wanted was Nel's love but he still felt like he didn't deserved it because he is an impostor, he stole Nil's sister, he stole what belong to him etc.

That's the face he made as he though Nel was going to kill him. FREAKING SMILING. Dear God.

But Nel dying to free him from Sombron's influence made him realized he was indeed loved (Nelisbestgirldon't@ me); This made him come back to his sense when he could have gone as far has literaly becoming his dad and like I mentionned we saw him as both Nil and Evil Nil/Sombron 3.0 hence the actual reason why the DLC failed his characterization (unti the snap moment) is because he wasn't being himself in literaly all sense until Nel's stabbed herself, until he snapped. I mean remember whe first saw him as Nil, then as whatever creepy face he made in the nigthmare that is map 5 and even as he spoke to Nel we don't see his actual face, he is shown from behind, eyes closed, and then the spells begin to strike back until Alear pops up and we see his damaged face

Part 2 to see more

[devilstherapist]

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Grinning and laughing softly, she nodded. “Oh he hates that I can tell him no. It means he can’t divert the conversation from whatever we’re working on.” It does give Linda a big stroke of pride that she could essentially ‘resist’ the devil. Lucifer would always be a good memory to her, because he helped her get out of her awful marriage, among other things, if she was being honest. “Oh. That makes more sense then.” Though she didn’t fully understand the whole psychic trail thing, maybe Lilith could teach her some more about it later.

It did seem likely that it would take longer than her human life cycle in order to help Lucifer actually deal with a lot of his anger and other issues, and she didn’t know if he’d ever find another therapist like her who would be able to put up with his antics. “Yeah, that’s been on my mind too. I don’t know what he’ll do when I’m gone.” Of course she had come to terms with the fact that she literally could die at any given moment, given all of the relationships that she currently had. The Devil, a demon, a couple of cops, but she wasn't sure how they all fit together. Being friends with the Devil alone should have been cause for concern, but it was just a normal day for her now. 

Listening to her explanation of her loathing, Linda nodded, jotting a couple of things down about it. Religions on Earth had always revered the Gods of their religion, even though there were many. She didn’t quite understand how he could be so admired if he was as awful as Lilith described him to be. She hadn’t met him as of yet, but she was kind of expecting it to happen any day now, especially with her circle of friends being who they were. Lilith seemed like she was always very put together, and that she was very calculated in her decisions, and that likely all stemmed from her experiences in the Garden when she was banished. Everything that the woman said really had a deep root in that hatred. But there was also immense power hiding under the exterior, she had figured that out on her own. “Interesting.” She quietly noted, looking back up at Lilith from her notes.

The moment of interest did not go unnoticed by Linda. Lilith was proud of Maze, and she was happy to hear it, but just as soon as it came, it left, and she was back to nonchalance. Linda was always proud of Maze too, if she was being honest. Being that her best friend was a demon, and she really had learned to open up to people she’d never expected, like Trixie, the doctor had her own proud moments. “It’s alright to be proud of her. And it’s alright to be proud of yourself for opening up with her when you do.”

 A small, knowing smile curled up on her lips, and Linda leaned forward a little. “Here’s a little secret, Lilith. She’s not that different from us. Not being a human to begin with doesn’t mean that she doesn’t have emotions to share. She just learned to repress them and is just starting to learn that they can be healthy.” 

She laughed a little at the comment of tying Maze up with Hellfire. She’d probably enjoy that, now that Linda was thinking about it, but that was beside the point. She shrugged a little. “I think she'd be more willing to talk and to listen than you give her credit for, Lilith. But,” she paused, tilting her head a little as she thought about it, “It might take a few tries at the conversation before Mazikeen thinks you’re serious about it.”

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hiya, how are you doing today?

9. How easily does your oc trust others? Any particular reason why? How trustworthy are they themselves?

10. What are some of your oc’s pet peeves? How do they handle it when the annoyance doesn’t stop?

11. Does your oc have a good sense of direction? Do they get lost easily?

12. How well would your oc handle being placed in a leadership position?

13. What is your oc’s confidence like? Are they self-confident to the point of being arrogant? Are they terribly self-deprecating?

14. What is your oc’s speech like? How loud are they usually? Do they have an accent or a stutter?

15. What is your oc’s memory like? Do they remember certain things better than others? Do they have any strategies to better remember things?

16. How affectionate is your oc? How do they convey their affection? By being touchy, or through more subtle ways?

Please and thank you!

Hello! I’m alright, thank you! How are you? So sorry about the delay on these, I’ve had a lot of fun though as I got to ramble about Jet and Alexei a bit akdjsjdhsk

9. How easily does your oc trust others? Any particular reason why? How trustworthy are they themselves?

Jet is like a sweet puppy dog he’s very loyal and very trustworthy, he’s an absolute sweetheart. He is. Incredibly distrusting of most strangers though. Anastasia has taught him that other owners are dangerous and other pets are bad influences so he finds it very hard to trust other people which is exactly what she wants. It will be even harder for him to learn to trust people who are neither owners nor pets but simply just, people.

Anastasia doesn’t completely trust anybody other than Jet. She’s very skeptical and critical of other owners, she doesn’t want them getting involved with her pets, and there are very few she even enjoys being around for matters outside of business, much less trusts as some kind of friend. She trusts Jet inherently because she trained him to be the way he is now, she doesn’t believe he could go against her or try to escape ever, and while she’s sure he’s capable of lying she really doesn’t think he’d risk the consequences of lying to her.

10. What are some of your oc’s pet peeves? How do they handle it when the annoyance doesn’t stop?

Alexei is autistic. He gets very easily irritated by loud noises, repetitive noises, things like that. Unrelated to the autism but he also really fucking hates listening to people talk highly of themselves when they’ve done nothing remarkable (so, spending time with Nicholas was god awful to him). He thinks the best way to handle any annoyance is to remove himself from the situation. The alternative is him snapping at somebody and he usually thinks they don’t deserve that. He will just get up and fucking leave. This caused him a lot of problems with Nicholas-

11. Does your oc have a good sense of direction? Do they get lost easily?

I like to think that Jet has a pretty good sense of direction. He’s very aware of his surroundings and very vigilant, and he’s usually with somebody else which helps him a lot. He doesn’t get lost easily, but when he is absolutely for sure lost, that’s when he starts to panic.

I always imagine Wren gets lost pretty easily. He doesn’t mean to, but he does get distracted very easily and sometimes he come back to reality to realize he don’t know where the fuck he’s at. He usually has to call someone for help in these scenarios.

12. How well would your oc handle being placed in a leadership position?

Truly most of my oc’s are not leaders. I feel like Jet would handle it better than others just because he’s used to having a certain degree of authority over other pets and he likes to use that position to help them in whatever little ways he can. He tries to guide them and help them as somebody more experienced in this situation. Alexei could’ve also handled it quite well prior to ending up with Nicholas, he wouldn’t have been particularly happy about it but if he’s placed in that position then he’ll do what’s necessary. Somebody like Wren would not handle it very well at all, he doesn’t like the pressure, he doesn’t like people having to look to him for answers, it’s just not his favorite thing in the world.

I think Cain is a fun example of someone who was just kinda. Placed in a leadership position though. It wasn’t entirely unexpected, he knew it was coming, just. Not as soon as it did. He didn’t feel ready or confident in himself at all but he adapted to it very well and while some people definitely have their complaints and disagreements about it, others really don’t think he’s that bad.

13. What is your oc’s confidence like? Are they self-confident to the point of being arrogant? Are they terribly self-deprecating?

Jet’s confidence is a lot lower than he likes to let on. He’s not exceptionally self deprecating, but he thinks of himself as inherently lower and worth less than other people. Even when it comes to the pets he has some slight authority over, it doesn’t make him feel good, he doesn’t enjoy doing it, and that just makes him feel worse about himself. He thinks he’s stupid, unfortunately this feeling only gets worse when he’s no longer a pet.

I think Nicholas is the. Epitome of arrogance in a character. That man is overly confident, he thinks very highly of himself, he thinks he’s the smartest man alive and everyone else should be aware of it whether they like it or not. He’s absolutely insufferable. At least Cain has the decency to only use that as a facade while feeling intense self loathing. Nicholas actually seems to believe he’s god’s gift to man or something.

14. What is your oc’s speech like? How loud are they usually? Do they have an accent or a stutter?

Of course Alexei doesn’t speak. Now. Vocally anyway. Prior to that incident however he was known to have a very monotone voice, he often spoke quietly, he didn’t like to raise his voice and he only would if he was overwhelmed or angry about something, he really just didn’t like to draw attention to himself. People often had to tell him to speak up or accused him of muttering things passive aggressively under his breath. To be fair, sometimes he was. He had a slight Russian accent, it was his first language and even after years of speaking English primarily it never really went away. He was often made to feel like he should be embarrassed by it so that’s part of the reason he preferred to keep quiet. It wasn’t uncommon for it to get stronger when he was excited or upset. Leon absolutely adored it.

Now he relies on ASL. They keep a small whiteboard and marker on their coffee table in case they can’t remember how to say something that way. I feel like Alexei would like some kind of AAC device but for now he and Leon are learning ASL together. Leon still adores this. He adores the way Alexei’s face lights up when they can communicate so much easier now. He’s happy to have him back.

15. What is your oc’s memory like? Do they remember certain things better than others? Do they have any strategies to better remember things?

Since being with Anastasia, Jet’s memory is. Not the best. He has large gaps in his memory that make it hard for him to remember just about anything prior to being with her, and he continues to forget things rather easily, but they’re usually smaller things he just needs to be reminded of. He is prone to setting things down and immediately forgetting what he did with it, and while he’s mostly used to it, there are times it hits him just how bad his memory is and he becomes extremely anxious over it. He relies a lot on repetition and routine to remember things. He keeps his own personal items either out in the open or in the same exact place so he always knows where to find them, and when he’s told something he knows he needs to remember he will repeat it to himself over and over again. This is how he learned his rules, he would repeat them every night to make sure he had them right. By now he remembers them perfectly but sometimes he starts repeating them anyway to help himself relax and fall asleep.

16. How affectionate is your oc? How do they convey their affection? By being touchy, or through more subtle ways?

With most people, Alexei shows affection by doing them favors or getting them little gifts. He doesn’t even like outwardly telling people he likes them and a lot of people have thought he was only doing this begrudgingly for one reason or another but that’s. That’s just how he shows he likes you and wants to be friends. He was raised to believe he always had to be useful for one reason or another so he tries to be useful for the people he cares about. Leon is one of the only people he’s ever been comfortable enough with to be physically affectionate towards, usually he doesn’t even like being touched at all but there are a few select safe people for him. He is very physically affectionate with Leon, he’s always clinging to that man, always touching him in some way. He just loves him very much.

Jet doesn’t seem like it at first glance but he is. Very affectionate. He knows he’s big and scary and threatening but his verbal expressions of affection are often very blunt and direct and he really prefers to just silently cuddle up to his loved one or hold their hand or rest his head on their lap. People are often warned to not get too close to him but with people he loves and feels comfortable with, he’s very lovey and touchy and just such a sweetheart. He knows he appears threatening and he’s capable of hurting people so he’s always extra gentle and cautious when touching his loved ones. He’s a good guy and he has a lot of affection to give.

[skoulsons]

you know what time it is. my scrambled thoughts. took me an hour and a half to finish the ep 🥴

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TLOU EP2

people have said this ep is really good and intense so I’m excited

HERE WE GO

where are we

OH JAKARTA

we going back to two days before it broke out it looks like cause the 24th

Oooh police? What did she do

I think every ep is gonna start with a flashback so that’s cool

or is she like a doctor or something and knows something about the fungus?

she looks distressed?

Ibu ratna okay. Prof of mycology so they need her to inspect the cordyceps or something

I remember seeing a pic of her floating around

my episode froze why

Ophiocordyceps

A HUMAN?

cant survive in humans suree

oh dear is this person gonna be a clicker already or something

oh no okay it’s just her corpse

EUGH I hate surgery stuff and cutting like that

is she gonna wake up I fear

This is so gross please

OH MY FORHDKF that’s horrifying

bro I feel sick wth

FLOUR AND GRAIN FACTORY people were right

so she bit three people and they were all taken into observation

oh fourteen that’s a lot

listening carefully

“There is no vaccine” you’re damn right thank you joel

BOMB alright cool

it’s gonna be hiroshima all over again

was that too much im sorry

no she wants to be with her family before they all die :(

INTROOOOOO

oh the music. gustavo I love you

I cant skip this intro it’s too good man

and the little Joel and Ellie <3

alright back to reality

look at her sleeping. she’s so tiny

they really put butterflies everywhere in this show

her bed hair 😭

did they just shove her in a room or something and tell her to go to sleep

OH THEYRE STARING AT HER AOFHSKDHJER

I feel like I just experienced whiplash

oh cause she’s infected

sir that’s the second time you’ve aimed a gun at her in the last two days

im only 11 minutes in at this rate I’ll never get through this episode

“Don’t worry about that” “well I’m gonna” 😭

“there’s not gonna be anything bad in here” “just you” “oh funny” STOPPP I cant wait to get moments like these where they’re smiling

Joel :((

holy crap. “You need to stop talking about this kid like she’s got some kind of life in front of her”

“Guess not you guys” 😭

joel being scared of Tess going over to Ellie bc he doesn’t want her to get hurt :( the end of this ep is gonna suck real bad

“You must’ve heard that he wants to shoot you” :(

THE FACE PALM

“She told me not to tell anybody and now I’m telling the first people that i-“ this is so Ellie. it’s about the vaccine isn’t it

YUP

Joel knowing exactly what she was saying 😭

FUCK YOU MAN I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS THATS FROM THE GAMEEEE

Tess having to be their mediator

I GET IT!? damn no

her making the clicks 😭

I can’t believe I get to see my little comfort character in live action whisper an “okay” and throw his hands outwards. I love you joel miller

ILL JUST THROW A SANDWICH AT THEM

the chirping birds :)

I hope there’s a little instinctive moment where Joel protects her this ep. IM YEARNING FOR IT (I got it :D)

man those buildings look gnarly

I love how Joel just keeps walking while Tess indulges her questions. he’s so annoyed 😭

they’re such a little family 🫶🏻

oh I’m dumb I had captions this whole time and never put them on

GUSTAVOOOO

NO YOURE JOKING THE LITTLE GIRAFFE TOY. REALLY. REALLY NEIL.

Joel’s just causally eavesdropping cause he won’t talk to her directly but is also still curious

TESS IS SUCH A MOM

Riley :/

you got some balls on you sister 💀

I know I said this last week but Joel really has the “too tired for this shit” plastered on his face all the time and it’s delightful

the scenery is phenomenal

ooh mention of spores

they’ve really got the whole “Ellie bombarding them with questions and inquiring about every little thing” down

OOH CLICKER CLICK. that was loud too

AW LITTLE DUCKS LOOK AT THEM

and a frog too 😭

OH YEHA SHE CANT SWIM

“Have you heard of books?” 💀 he’s SO done with her

NO SMART ASS. his little jump to show her it’s not deep 😭

HIM REACHING HIS HAND TO HELP HER UP <33333333

HE PULLED AWAY SO AGGRESSIVELY

this whole set is so good

YOU TRY CLIMBING TEN FLOORS WITH OUR KNEES. they’re so old this is so cute

ARE WE GONNA GET HIM BOOSTING YHEM UP YES

he won’t even grab her shoulder to shove her aside. mans grabbed a fist full of her hoodie and backpack 😭

“I’m gonna need a few minutes” boy I hope this joelellie convo goes well

ELLIE STOP FLIPPING THE KNIFE

“The circus” he’s so tired

AWW HONESTY ABOUT WHERE HES FROM <3

he’s downplaying her knowledge so much I love this

NOT HER ASKING ABOUT THEM

“PASS”

“no more questions about me” :(

this direction is beautiful. neil I take back anything bad I’ve said about you

OH I THOUGJT YOU WENT TO SCHOOL. he’s so snippy

was that a hint of him smiling. was it. or is my brainrot convincing me of things. WAS IT. she said it’s a really shitty one and it cuts to him I SWEAR THE LOOK ON HIS FACE AND HIS EYES I SWEAR

“sometimes” :( he looks like he’s thinking abt sarah

their height difference bro I can’t wait til they hug

NO WAS SHE BIT BACK THERE?? or no

im trying to cut these into small sections so… next section I guess?

wow. that’s a lot of bodies

all the infected noises wow

wow that’s incredibly scary

ooh the fungus being like a hive mind sort of thing? Interesting

MUSEUMMM

ooh he was testing it

“did Marlene pack you one of these or just sandwiches?” 😭

“I HAVE A SPARE HAND” “CONGRATULATIONS” they’re so funny. if y’all could see the grin on my face

this is so spooky

that guy is messed up

JOELS FACE SHUSHING HER

“from this point forward, we are silent” yes sir whatever you say sir <3

this building is really falling apart

Joel turning back to look a them :’)

these first two eps have a lot of trailer shots which is good

the bodies look so gnarly

why did Joel look so soft opening that door. he just looks so 🤏🏻

oh look, a rare untouched room. not for long

CLICKER TIME RIGHT?

him helping Ellie up :’’’)

wow that’s a gorgeous shot of their lights lighting up the dust from the debris

oh my gosh dude

DUDE THE CLICKER ISBSO GOOD

joel has a tear in his eye telling her to be quiet. I might just 🕳👩‍🦯

ITS SO FREAKY

NOT A SECONF ONE?

it’s right there EUGH

they look so good dude

he sees Ellie he’s going over to get her

his backpack almost hit her in the face 😭

ITS SO CLOSE TO HIS FACE

CLOSE YOUR MOUTH JOEL

this is a serious scene but I can’t help but look at Ellie holding the flashlight on the clicker while joel fires and immediately being reminded of all the times my dad has had to fix something and I have to hold the flashlight over his shoulder while he yells at me to hold it better

HIM GRABBING HER TO PUSH HER BEHIND HIM

oh she was bit a second time I THOUGHT SHE WAS

“If it was gonna happen to ONE of us” mmmm not quite true

ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE

“For once, maybe we could actually win” :/she’s acting like this bc she’s bit and she doesn’t get to win

WORD FOR WORD? WORD FOR WORD!

he looks sm softer looking at her :(

THE WATCH GLANCE

that ladder is so unstable

last ten mins

man she’s in such a rush to get there :/ Joel’s suspicious

EUGH was that crushing his head? sheesh

that bloods looking pretty fresh

oh here we go

oh that’s disgusting okay

Here we goooo

“That’s not my home” why does it look like that broke Joel.

OUR LUCK HAD TO RUN OUT SOONER OR LATER

SHE INFECTED

NO JOEL LOOKS SO

NOT THE BACK AWAY??

on her neck still wow.

OOPS RIGHT

she’s shaking already :(

YOU GET HER THERE YOU KEEP HER ALIVE AND YOUBSET EGRRYTHING RIGHT. ALL THE SHIT WE DID

HES CRYINGGGGG DONT LOOK AT ME HIS EYES ARE RED

we the tendrils are OH OH OH THEYRE WAKING UP OH THE WHOLE CROWD IS WAKING UP

joel baby you gotta go

NOT JOELS BREATH HITCHING

SAVE WHO YOU CAN SAVE *immediately grabs Ellie*

Tess :(

LH THRYRE SO GROSS

I hate that

joel :((

Tess went out like a hero tho what a champ

12/10 episode!! So freaking good