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no-shxme · 3 months ago

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Question if you could rework Talon how would you do it? Like, if you have complete and total control of the character, can change things as far as the beginning or just progress his story. You can do whatever.

What would you do?

OKAY so i actually typed out a long ass response but then it got deleted so this makes me very sad faklsdjkljsfd but im gonna try and repeat myself. Disclaimer ofc this is going to be very long and its also just my personal opinion. No hate if anyone’s ideal talon is different.

So i can divide the changes i would make into like, 3 categories.

Core design

In game

Lore

I’ll go ahead and put it below the cut bc i know its gonna be so long (sob)

CORE DESIGN:

Okay im pretty sure i’ve said smth similar before but i cant remember. Basically i think talon’s core design fantasy conflicts with his design to an egregious degree. Riot’s goal is supposed to be to make the champ design fit the fantasy, but we’re supposed to believe he’s this cutthroat, efficient, STEALTHY assassin, who can kill with no mercy and climb all over the map and yet he’s got this jingle-jangle cape and also a hokey, non-retractable armblade. (this pisses me off bc zed has a retractable blade. So they DO exist.) also wild rift pissed me off bc when they redid their design of him they didn’t fix any of the issues and in fact made the armblade worse. How is he supposed to climb? It fundamentally conflicts with what he’s supposed to be. Get rid of both of them both. banished.

Granted, both of these things make his design more unique, but i dont think talon needs them. In fact their existence makes his own thematic design worse, as someone who’s supposed to blend in, supposed to hide in a crowd and be a nobody. He’s supposed to have a generic design. Maybe they can fuck with his cape a lil bit, but he doesn’t need to have this super notable look to him. Look at akshan. He’s just a shirtless dude (in a repurposed sol uniform) but he wears it well fr.

As a side note: talon’s design in ‘the name of the blade’ is pretty good as a starting off point but it still has the stupid cape.

To be clear they will never change this i think. Talon’s armblade and cape are too ingrained in his old design so they’ll never be fixed, and this problem with it not matching his fantasy will only get worse over time.

Also i think base leblanc also looks ridiculous and is in the same boat.

IN GAME:

A new model + animations ofc! Hood toggle, + extra animation variants when vaulting over stuff. (over thin walls, thick walls, and side hops.) an idle knife flip. (oh and new splasharts ofc.) a new voice!! My current problem with the voice is that imo he sounds too old and deep, and also he suffers from being old (i hc him as between 23-25) and having few lines. Tbh i think talon would rock a raspy transmasc voice, or at least a raspy voice, prone to cracking bc he’s not super talkative.

random voice line ideas

New interactions with katarina, swain prolly, sett (as a treat) and ezreal. etc.

New joke response: “i dont get it” or “you talk too much.”

New taunt response: “be quiet.”

“Leave me alone” or “you’re annoying” after killing someone.

“I can climb that” when seeing sett or other eligible champs, both masc and fem. bisexual energy.

Lots of vocalizations. “Hah,” hrmphs, occasional “hm.”

A focus on shorter, more straightforward sentences as opposed to long wordy ones.

he will trigger more voicelines when by himself (for eg: in the jg) as opposed to around other champions. (yes im dreaming big.)

as an 'away from people or in the jg' voiceline: whistling. not like a tune or anything, just a few notes.

LORE:

Okay this is the really big one. I’m just gonna go all over the place.

Step 1: make him aro. MAKE HIM ARO. it doesn't need to be a big reveal or anything. Actually it’d be better if all of talon’s lore was lowkey. It can just be smth mentioned or implied on the side, but canon nonetheless. I hc him as bi too but the aro is way more important to me. WHILE WE'RE AT IT. riot please release an aromantic pride icon pls. every year i foolishly hope.

Step 2: i’d also make him trans. This isn’t a hard need for me but it makes his story/character stronger. Also i think its great to have open lgbt rep but i would like rep for people who are stealth too. Talon would be that. He likes to blend in, he likes to be unknown and invisible, he doesn’t want too much attention and he wants to be perfect. It’s pretty on the nose. I know people would be mad bc like, noo he wasn’t trans before, but i just dont care. My ideal talon is trans or at least gnc/nb-coded if amab. Also while we’re at it i’d also either give him autism with my autism ray-gun, or i’d just make him autism-coded. It just fits him. I think he realistically has anxiety and prolly some other personality disorder, if not a touch of tism.

Step 3: make the timeline of events around when he was adopted all the way to the kat comic more definite. Like how old was he when he was ‘adopted?’ (imo at least 13 but i can explain in a not already super long post pfpfpf). Retcon some of the kat comic. I think the most annoying part of it is how much he talks. I think riot thinks he’s like, a boring character, but he’s not. He’s just a NUANCED character. There are many different assassins in league that fit specific niches. (zed is evil shadow ninja assassin, akali is rogue wildcard assassin, pyke is the crazed executioner, yone is righteous, fizz is silly, katarina is proud and showy.) talon is already supposed to fit the most typical ‘assassin niche.’ like assassins creeds. Just let him be that. You don’t have to make him talk a ton, just amplify what’s already there. He’s a perfectionist, he does things in the most efficient way, he’s got layers and abandonment issues, and i think something that’s overlooked by riot is how he’s prolly a victim of manipulation and abuse. In fact i’d make that very clear, even by revealing that talon can’t read. That would already mean smth is up.

In terms of the kat comic: Cut out the whole part where talon monologues like an idiot at the end. While we’re at it, have kat kill the king, not that other guy. I think its a more interesting tie in and adds more character conflict. I actually hate how ‘good’ katarina was in the comic like she can afford to have more awfulness and then visibly grow out of it. Idc. continuing, i’d make it so that talon really thought marcus left, and then marcus returns just before the kat comic events and manipulates talon into trying to kill her. Idk this makes so much more sense to me i dont know why they had talon know about it the whole time, as if it didn’t kill his entire story that we’d been following for years. Like it was such an easy change to still respect what story he already had??? IT MAKES ME MAD. It also allows talon to have more obvious conflict with killing kat, bc their sibling connection improves in marcus' absence.

ALSO i like his scar in the kat comic but i’d like it differently instead of straight down. I feel like eye scars are pretty like, they all look the same yk. Can we vary it up or maybe give him a few more. He’s so pretty in the kat comic but he deserves more scars.

Also, in his high noon story i would not have fucking talon dish out the expository dialogue again. I love that story but it makes me mad how he just word vomits this whole story. Just put that shit at the beginning and leave him out of it. Or maybe find some way to explain that doesn’t involve clumsy paragraphs of expository dialogue. Sorry, no hate to the author but i think a character reciting a whole fable to someone is amateurish, lazy, and a disservice to his character. I would also make him and Yone the protagonists of high noon gothic as an au. Ive been meaning to make a post about it but they parallel each other very nicely. A demon going holy and a good man going hellish.

If i could i would legit canon-ship him with sett or with akshan. But thats ofc very indulgent and relies on setup.

uhhh extra bits that im thinking of:

retcon the going to shurima after failing to kill kat bit. i want him to fester. i would rather him be totally lost for a second and observe the wreckage of his lost family.

imo he never meets cass or soreana, because he enters the family in his teens when they're both already in shurima.

i think a really cool way to deliver talon's lore would be via other champ lore that happens to have him in it. with a consistent voice you'd be able to piece him together while still maintaining the theme of him being on the outside, lowkey.

OH I'D CHANGE HIS ICON BTW. his character icon doesn't look like him. dear god. dark brown hair pls, amber eyes. let it be so.

if i could i would strengthen the anarchistic themes he has going on in his skin lines. yeah let him go apeshit why not. let him be a thorn. let him break apart.

im pretty sure he's canonically short (looked the same size as kat in the comic) but if not. he is now. sorry bud.

oh as a final note. right now his parents are just Gone. but i would make sure that they abandoned him. its the strongest way to cause him to attach to marcus.

there's probably more but i really can't remember rn and its already so long. my god. thanks for this ask tho it was very fun to answer omg. if i ever become a famous author id beg riot to let me write smth for him. a novella or smth like garen first strike.

and ofc to reiterate, these are just my opinions. people can have their own versions of talon for sure, its all ok!

#shx answer #talon du couteau #LONG POST #yeah sorry i have lots of opinions

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tonydaddingham · 1 year ago

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lmao guess whos activated ✨blathering oaf mode✨ again (clue: its me)

(cut because length and spoilers, read at your own peril)

so this post got me spiralling into detective mode again and yes i know douglas suggesting it might have been war/pollution but i have certified trust issues™ and i dont believe that for one darn second

BUT

i also don't think it's a kiss. lemme explain horrifically

so i took another look at the two frames we have of The Leaked Smooch™ and the background has a lot to be desired (if you take into account that the boys are taking up most of the frame (duh), plus already fairly average quality video PLUS compression from when i captured it)

but i think we can safely rule out that The Leaked Smooch™ doesn't happen in the theatre here, mainly because even though the quality is bad, the glasses in the Smooch™ are crowley's modern ones, not the ones we saw him wear in the 1941 flashback in s1, plus his hair is differently styled... so yes can pretty confidently say this is not the kiss we are looking for

so i wanted to pinpoint what era the theatre bit is actually set in, and therefore i set about identifying the theatre in question. turns out kids that im not a good researcher (despite it literally being my job) so it took FUCKING AGES but i eventually found set photos of the boys entering a theatre, specifically the hippodrome in bo'ness:

now this was a turn-up for the books, because that's crowley's 1941 costume right??? id recognise that iconic fit anywhere. az's costume is trickier to pinpoint bc he wears the same damn thing but pretty sure this is a match to the church scene:

so we know from s1 that we have the church scene yada yada, and crowley offers aziraphale a lift home... which we know he accepts given that the s2 trailer gives us the ✨Dinner of '41✨ scene:

the other bit however to this puzzle is that there ALSO a set pic of aziraphale at the hippodrome in his magician's outfit. given the frame from the trailer where he looks like he's about to brick it going on stage, surrounded by lovely burlesque girlies and dame siân phillips in period dress, AND there were extras on the set dressed in ww2-type army uniforms, so i think it can be fairly surmised that this bit also occurs in the 40s

so my thought process is that we're getting two separate scenes (kinda) from the 40s, we have the church bit from s1 plus the Dinner of '41 scene as its own entity, but then, like

aziraphale is doing his magic act as a side hustle to this burlesque show? and crowley turns up to watch him, hiding out up in the box?

if we follow this completely made up narrative ive just come up with, aziraphale, im assuming, finishes up and gets changed into his normal clothes, and then goes up to this box to meet crowley?

to this end, i captured and slowed down the bit in the opening sequence where aziraphale and crowley (sorry douglas, not buying it) are in the box... and-

now to my eye, the motion of them in the clip looks like they are dancing? i don't have the source to hand but we've had it confirmed that a choreographer was brought into s2, not impossible az would go up to meet crowley after his magic act, whilst there's still something going on on the stage, and the two end up dancing or something? and az bless his heart gets spooked from that?

im reasonably convinced that this might be the origin of the 'you go too fast for me' line - something happens and ultimately aziraphale gets spooked given that he's only just realised he has Feelings for crowley, and so my boy fucking legs it (a lil post i made a while ago about this exact scenario if you'd care to peruse)

other thing to note:

there is a figure that is lurking behind aziraphale and crowley in the box, which looks like it moves specifically in sync with crowley, so it could be a shadow, or someone/thing is in the box that they aren't aware of 👀 so maybe this thing (?) witnesses it all? whatever went down in the box?

so in my addled feral mind, ive come up with a speculation that even as im breathing life into it sounds unhinged and so implausible it's hilarious -

i put to you, members of the jury, that something was meant to happen in that box, and it didn't... that something being that crowley makes a move of some kind - kiss, dance, hug, declaration, WHATEVER - and aziraphale was meant to accept it/reciprocate/idk, but didn't.

and that fucks with the plan, and for lack of better terminology creates a nexus event (lmao thanks loki) which in turns starts screwing with other events, somewhat like i theorised in this post here tehe

are aziraphale and crowley, essentially, the earth's endgame? idk about u but ive read enough angst fics to know that it's not inconceivable that crowley and aziraphale's mere existence may have been part of god's plan to represent free will on earth, defend humankind, and give balance and meaning to it

so what would happen if aziraphale essentially rejected that? did the most human thing possible and resisted the plan? idk i feel at this point i am just writing a fic and this will all be ludicrously incorrect bUT half the fun is torturing yourself over your own theories right 🙃

#good omens #good omens season 2 #the more i speculate the more i come up with THE MOST bullshit theories #but i just feel like i need posts like this for posterity's sake just in case there was truth in the madness #but be warned kids if you gaze into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you #my god i SO HOPE that the two figures are literally not az or crowley bc that would be the funniest scenario #all this bullshit and for what? NOTHING #good omens speculation #good omens spoilers

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kiyocuck · 11 months ago

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in my head there are two kinds kiyotaka ishimaru. one of them is the canon one thats deep into his fucked up trauma and cannot disconnect himself from the mindset that nothing is more important than school and nothing about him and himself as a person is more important than his education

the other one is post therapy taka, whos a young adult just trying to figure himself for out after bottling himself up his entire life, trying new things, trying different styles, not wearing his uniform anymore, trying to listen to music, picking up a hobby, like reading Actual non related to studying stuff, like classic literature, or just fantasy (i dont think he'd enjoy drawing or feel confident in writing dont mention those), drinking alcohol, eating junk, going out at night, trying to sit more casually, trying to talk more casually, opening up to his loved ones

i just think he wants to desperately feel human. maybe im just heavily projecting onto my fav stupid idiot Guy, but i think he'd just have moments where he'd have an actual breakdown, not about school or studying, but because his entire life was wasted onto making himself into a perfect little robot that does what authority tells him and follows the rules and doesnt question anything. i think if he met that version of him we see in the game he'd grab him by the uniform and tell him to start living his life or he wont make it out *alive*

also fuck spike chunsoft for thinking hed be a fucking politician they literally dont know their own characters he would not be a fucking politician If you think he would be a politician and dont see how bullshit that is i will fold you 7 times like a piece of paper You are a FOOL

#danganronpa #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #kiyotaka ishimaru #ghdo i fucking hate this guy i hate kiyotaka ishimaru i hate him #i want him gone hes rotting my head #taka brainrot but i wanna shoot my HEAD #he makes me alcoholic

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welp-back-on-my-bs · 2 months ago

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Two people sit in cells right by each other. Something in them recognizes the other, but neither were fully sure on that.

"Haha, this is fine. We are fine. If he really was mad, we wouldn't be here. And hey- at least we are fed-" The male with long dark hair said, either trying to comfort himself or the other person, he wasn't so sure.

It had been a while since he was home...

The tired looking enby looked over at the male and sighed sofrly. "Exactly, I'm just... tired from the long journey..."

The man nodded and took off the cloak of the Obsidian uniform he wore "the abominations aren't great, but... here you go." The cloak was passed through the bars. "Where are ya from anywyas?"

The enby shook their head gentley and pushed the coat back "I dont need it, I have my cloak. And for where I'm from... technically, I am from here, but- let's just say... shit ex husband lead me to run away... and I ended up in Bennonite. "

"Yeah, but you could have two blankets~" 6 man urged, "make yourself a little sandwich of blankets~"

The enby softly giggled at the man's antics "I see why Gil likes you so much, I will be all right tough." They smiled gentley before a question popped into their head "what about you, what's your story?"

"Bennonite Huh? That's quite a ways from here..." The black haired man drapes his coat over his shoulders. "But I'm just stopping by for work, and... you know, I don't know exactly why I'm in here, but ie happens whenever I come by"

The other chuckled softly "try trekking through the mountains with next to nothing trying to get to Rohdinite." They laughed a bit at their own expense. "But, I think this is just Gil's way of making sure that we are safe... in his own way-"

"You came all this way to see him, didn't you?" The man shrugged and frowned a bit. "I suppose it's the same for me. If you haven't slept yet, you may want to lay down. I'll hold your hand if it'll help. You're not a threat to me if you're not a threat to Gil."

The enby smiled softly and shook their head "No I'm alright... I rested while traveling here..."

The man nodded and sighed a bit "it's funny though, the man won't let me attend court functions, but he can lock me. I'm a cell until he stops pouting." He raised his voice with the last few words

"I came to see you first, Gilbert! What more do you want?!" The man continued to complain at seemingly nothing.

"Well, I'm sure I can fix your problems with attending court as the minority representitive of both Obsidian and Bennonite" they gave the man a proud smile before sofening "and I'm glad you love him too... he deserves it..."

The man looked over at the brunette "too?"

"Yeah... I love him... I'm not afraid to say it. I'm sure you do as well, right?"

"Absolutely. I'm Kayden Bazen. It's nice to meet you"

"Morgan Solace. Used to be Viola Ripley- it's nice to meet you too"

He then whistles, "You got yourself a nice job both here and in Bennonite that Ex-husband sure lost out"

They gave Kayden a weak smile "heh- yeah... Silvio has been making sure things go good for me while in there..."

"Prince Silvio, right? The bad mouthed one who jangles and has his own fleet of ships?"

Morgan giggled a bit and nodded. "Yeah, Silvio may be a bit rough on the surface, but he is quite the sweetheart... I was definitely surprised when he took me in.. especially wearing an Obsidian uniform..."

After a few moments, something seemed to click in Kayden's head. "I'm sure that peice of shit ex has been taken care of in a way very different than it seems -"

"Oh yeah- Gil gave me his head after we met again-" Morgan said like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Buddy, you got a whole lot of good going on for you. I'm glad I met you, Morgan. Hey listen, are you at all close to crying?"

"I'm glad I met you too... and thanks... you got some good things going for you too, especially two princes~" they teased the man with a slight smirk, "but, yeah... a little... why do you ask...?"

Kayden tilted his head, looking confused. He the lower his voice, keeping that for later. "I bet if you manage some tears, I bet that you'll see a nice, fluffy mattress sooner than you thought."

They giggled a bit and tried to shake it off "I'll be fine- I can wait..."

"Yeah, but... have you not cried in front of Gil? The softness in his comes out, trust me."

Morgan looked down, "I... I haven't if I'm being honest... I'm scared to..." They softly chuckled, tears starting to fall. They tried to wipe them away.

Kayden gives them two thumbs up before cupping their hands and shouting "HEY GIL! THEY'RE CRYING AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO! RODRIC! SOMEONE? DO I RUB THEIR BACK?"

Clattering could be heard from upstairs, along with rushed sounds and yells.

Morgan was balled up, still crying.

Gilbert fell down the stairs before getting up and brushing himself off. He went over to the two of their cells.

Kayden puts his hands up, shrugging and gestures to Morgan "Gil! They're crying! Said something about loveing you, then tears!"

Gilbert chuckled siftly before going into Morgan's cell and sitting by them "may I hold you butterfly...?"

Morgan nodded and curled into Gilberts arms quietly, sobbing into them.

"You know... I love you too, Gil. You can't hold us here forever. They'll cry some more. Atleast let Morgan out for a bit? I'm sure they have learned their lesson."

Gilbert sighs and chuckles a bit "Honestly, you're such a cute cunning raven. But fine, I can let go of Morgan keeping that little attempted assassination from me this time..." He handed Kayden his cane before scooping up Morgan. He walked over to the other cell and unlocked it. "Come now, my little raven"

#ikemen series #ikepri #ikemen prince #ikepri ocs #ikepri kayden #ikepri morgan

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months ago

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I wish to hear about the knd oc

>:3c

Give us the lore Silly!!!!

Sososo sorry for taking so long to get to this! Admittedly I was putting this off simply because theres so much lore! I'll be adding a cut to this because with me summarizing stuff, it's still a lot! I'll try to break it up in sections, since there are different.. chapters... for lack of a better word.. this ocs entire life is plotted out! From early childhood to present day when the show takes place! That's a lot of lore considering the character is well into adulthood by the time the main series happens!

Apologies if it's all over the place and some points are.. whack.. this is my first time putting everything into writing! I'll also need to talk about other ocs so this main one can make sense, mostly it'll be talking about their sector, in regards to other ocs! Also its 3am at the time of writing this + my stomach is being MEAN

With all that said, let's hope this doesnt turn into a novel!

Also also** lore may contradict what's in canon, maybe.. I'm not sure! I'm still not done reading the comics and I havent touched anything GKND so I'm unsure if theres any extra info that in unaware of that would complicate things

Feel free to send any questions about the oc!! Lore stuff, interactions with canon characters, ect!

cws: mentions of controlling/toxic parents but i dont go too in depth about it but just know that this is a part of her story. mentions of sexism as well, obligatory its there because "admin uses his ocs to process his experience with his gender as well as being afab and other stuff" but i dont go toooooo deep into it

Name; Rose Wood

Pronouns; she/her

Age; obviously since we're sliding around all over her time line I'll let you know based in the section... but shes in the same age group as Benedict and Monty

Appearance, present day; short, rocking a chubby mom bod! Red hair that's a little faded with a prominent streak of grey. Green eyes. Very curly and fluffy hair! Not sold on a length, but currently it's just last her shoulders! Often wears cardigans or sweaters, though I'm yet to make an "official" outfit for her... her default outfit! Short :( she stopped growing in her early/mid teens height wise, about 5'5

Appearance, KND era; assuming this is in the later half of her time as a KND operative shes tall by kid standards (assuming like. 4'6 is the average for girls as google is telling me). Lanky!! Very long hair, hair is more vibrant but that's really just a design choice rather than an in universe thing. Hair changes length, it starts at mid back but she cuts it to her jaw a few months before shes decommissioned. No default outfit but she swaps between her school uniform and baseball uniform (sports kid before her dad made her stop!!)

Personality; very sweet and kind, patient.. however shes no nonsense, though that develops slowly over time and really roots and shows itself in her young adult years. Lots of internalized feelings, as a child and teen, she feels she had to suck it up and put on a happy face because to do anything else would be "unbecoming", at least according to her parents. As an adult shes oblivious to the whole child vs adult war and doesnt realize how serious it is, shes just vibing

Occupations, past and current; knd operative (decommissioned), teacher (current)

Family; she doesnt talk to her parents all that much however she keeps in touch with her grandfather (very old, think 80s, rose was an oops baby + so was her dad LMAO), and 2 younger sisters. She does have other family members however they're not very fleshed out currently. She does have a son who is a teen by the time the main series takes place! Maybe I'll make a short follow up post on him!

Former Sector teammates, numbers and names; Numbuh 246 (Rose Wood), Numbuh 165 (Jamie Robinson), Numbuh 162 (Kimberly "Kimmy" Wilson), Numbuh 527 ("Sammy" Jones), Numbuh 129 (Davis Peterson) (the leader of the sector)

i'll probably make a separate post for her teammates, this post is already pretty long LMAO

KND days;

she joined within the very early days of the KND, after monty started it. i would go further and say shes a "first generation" knd operative, being there when they fought and overthrew grandfather. she didnt actually join a sector until the last year or two of her time as an operative, working solo prior on missions and helping built up the operation. thanks to her experience, she was sent to go basically work and "pass off her knowledge" before shes decommissioned.

a actually wrote in parallels between her sector and sector v for thematic reasons but i wont get into that here; but if i had to make a comparison shes like the numbuh 5 of the group. fairly level headed and in tune with whats going on as well as being able to step up when it counts to push through on a mission

"if she was sent to basically pass her experience, why wasnt she made the leader?". tight schedule on her part, parents cared a lot about keeping up appearances and they worked rose like a horse by having her sign up to a bunch of extra curriculars + her having her share of chores as well as her parents being strict. she just did not have a lot of time to spare. a lot of her ark is her slowly becoming more and more independent as time passes, but as of now shes pulling herself between being this model student to appease her parents and fighting for the knd's cause. ironic given the whole fighting against adult tyranny thing

there was some friction in the beginning when she first joined the sector, shes the second newest member the newest being 527 (Sammy). a lot of coming from 165 (Jamie), actually throws her failures in her face if they ever fumble a mission because of her whole history. they do eventually become buddies though, but its a slow burn!

she does get what she was sent to do done before she turns 13, her decommissioning is your standard decommissioning albeit with some pizzazz; she was a first gen operative but she was one of the last remaining ones at that time so its like. a whole chapter ending in their history with only a handful of others remaining. she doesnt get to be a secret operative

Teenager;

probably the most underdeveloped part of her story, i mostly focused on her childhood as well as the present day.. so this section and early adulthood is a little under baked. a lot of the themes as before are still here, overbearing and controlling strict parents completely dominate her time so she doesnt have much time to just. be. she does end up reconnecting with some of her old teammates, but theyre all of course decommissioned at this point in time. the only one who is still an operative is sammy, but thats due to them being so young in comparison to the rest of the sector and even then theyre at the end of their time as an operative. due to the whole "operatives arent to mess with the lives of ex operatives" rule thats mentioned, sammy doesnt interact much with rose or the others unless they approach them first.

main thing to note is that rose and davis have a short fling that quickly burns out due to teens being dumb: short explanation davis was insecure and jealous and rose did not want to deal with that on top of everything else going on with her. good for her for looking out for her health

she was not an evil teen, though, far too deep in her studies to really do anything rebellious as well as being afraid of falling behind and disappointing her parents

around this time, not long after her and davis break up her and her family moves out of town

Young adult;

she went NC with her parents not long after she turned 18, moving out soon after. she does keep in touch with her younger siblings, though. the breaking point was really her parents confirming that theyre disappointed with her existence. literally all but saying they wish they had a son instead of a daughter as a first born, lots of old values/views there that finally pushes rose over the edge. noting now that rose did have some feelings about her gender but never really explored it due to feeling the need to conform + this takes place pre 2000s so... but moving forward she does start to embrace herself and slowly take the time to get to know herself now that shes got the time and space to do so. i do like the idea of her experimenting between now and present day, and while she does eventually lean more towards presenting feminine there are instances where shes presenting more masc/feels more masc

while at college she meets someone, obligatory "i havent given him a name yet", they get together. everythings good, they have a kid. they break up. im still cooking up a reasoning for why they split but for now its just "they changed because they got married young, and now theyre older"

Present day;

a few years before the events of the show she moves back to town, i was going to say she moves in during the current events but i decided to be nice and give her a chance to get accustomed to being back in her hometown. i havent decided how it happens but she ends up getting in with the villains but like. not in the way that shes a villain too, in the "shes like the nice lady from down the street who makes some killer brownies so we all vibe with her". kind of just started as a joke that i turned into the canon for her because i can... kind of see that happening... this leads to her meeting benedict, blah blah she vaguely remembers him, they catch up and it leads to them getting together

i actually didnt originally ship them because "ooooooooouuugh father kinda...." actually it was because "the delightfuls need a decent parent figure because GOD!! i love father and my take on him does soften him a bit with time but GOOD LORD" and then it mixed with that and the "ooooooough hes kinda..." LMAO

not much to say other than shes the cool mom at the PTA meetings and just gets along with everyone, probably thinks the delightfuls and sector v are friends. which drives both of them up the wall they HATE it LMAO

Post series finale;

Dead/j

Okay well, that's just a concept. Admittedly I dont know what to do with her after the series finale takes place. Logically one can assume she just continues on with her day to day because shes not really involved in the fight against children, shes quite literally. Vibing and staying in her own lane asides from when she gets dragged into things by the people around her; even then shes still.. oblivious.. not much different than how Monty reacts to the knd stuff, when hes not recommissioned. Simply thinking it's this elaborate game of sorts, ESPECIALLY if she were to get dragged in through the delightfuls (who are. You know, effectively her step children thanks to her relationship with father)

#oc stuff #tagging for myself #admins oc posting

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freak-phone · 1 year ago

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heyyy questions for opal :) 2, 14, 30, B!

Wow did you know that if you ctrl-z in tumblr's new text editor it will delete everything you've been typing and not put it back. I HAD... SEVERAL PARAGRAPH ANSWERS THAT I HAD TO REDO. TRYING TO BE SERENE ABOUT THIS. anyways ty these were really fun especially B, i dont think i've talked this much about my oc making process before! answers below

2- How easy is it for your character to laugh?

HMM. I think surprisingly kind of hard! not that he's too serious for it, I think that opal just doesn't get jokes very easily, and has a hard time telling when people are joking. but the 'if you have to explain the joke it isn't funny' rule totally doesn't apply to him, if a joke goes over his head he WILL laugh after you explain it to him.

if i had to think of something that would for sure make them laugh... i feel like visual stuff gets him for sure, i think they'd really love those little dogs on social media with the fucked up haircuts.

they'd laugh so hard they'd pass out at this thing

14- What animal do they fear most?

probably just any large dangerous animal. he has a sort of scared prey animal quality about him... i think he has 'being chased by a jaguar/tiger/bear/shark' dreams a lot. but it's really just anything they think could eat them and or rip them apart physically, common phobia animals that are more just 'creepy' like snakes or bugs are no problem.

30 - Who do they most regret meeting?

HMMM. interesting to answer because the campaign opal was in has been concluded for a while and I feel like he's resolved most of his personal issues with people. also, he's not very good at holding grudges really lol

there were some characters that were making his life harder for reasons he, at the time, did not have the full scope of understanding. opal viewed his involvement with them as his own fault (impulsively went in on crazy expensive body mod surgeries, ended up in debt to a kinda-evil rich guy & regularly being harrassed by someone sent to collect) so he definitely regretted it. but, again, things turned out to be a lot more complicated!

honestly upon finding out he was involved in some huge-scale universe at stake stuff after all, rather than being upset he was mostly just like oh i don't owe that guy thousands of dollars fr? Sweet (instantly forgets about all of it)

B- What inspired you to create them?

most of the campaigns i am or have been in have a particular time period they're set in, so that's usually where my dnd character concepts start! with opal's we were prompted to choose a distinct era/universe of our choosing for our player characters, since they'd all be from different worlds. i definitely had retro futurism on the brain for opal, specifically 80s to y2k era...

he's a character that came to me in aesthetic and design first i think. more than the more shiny glam looks that come to mind in y2k futurism and modern stuff that replicates it, i really wanted that sort of... sterile, uniform-y, limited color palette look. lots of beige and white and grey, functionality-first and technical-made-fashionable. his outfit is just the company-assigned uniform he wears to his manual labor and service jobs, but it still has that cute stylish spin to it!

a specific example i referenced would be these looks from Michiko Koshino F/W 1996. graphic and fashionable while still evoking the functionality and simplicity of a uniform or other more practical wear.

the future opal is in is really the future as it exists in a dated, speculative vision from the 80s to early 2000s. not quite as fantastical as a lot of space-age futurism, because it's from an era where 'futuristic technologies' were really beginning to be made on a consumer scale and put to use in day to day life... so it's a bit more cynical and fearful and dystopian, because the practical applications & the consequences of futuristic advancements were a bit easier to consider.

opal's world has the bleak nightmarish feeling of i have no mouth and i must scream & even to more overtly comedic degrees as like, black mirror lol... but it's still kind of silly and impractical and campy. as much as he exists as a working class individual in a hyper capitalist hellworld, those 'zenon girl of the future' disney movies are a big ingredient to him as well! as miserable as his life gets he isn't meant to be a sad character. he's not mopey. he gets dressed up in silly little outfits and has a silly little laser gun.

Wow did you know 2001 a space oddysey and barbarella came out the same year? it's that sort of dichotomy of scifi vibe.

uhhh also i'd just played a confident mean boy (kalibri) and thought a spineless scared guy would be fun to try next

#asks #triptrippy #opal

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starlit-hopes-and-dreams · 2 years ago

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Chapter 9 ~ Deadly games

Hidden Depths AU

Previous ~ Masterlist ~ Next

Genre: Fantasy whump

CWs: interrogation, intimidation tactics, knife to throat, lady whump

WC: 3506

Taglist: @kixngiggles , @dont-touch-my-soup

A/N: Look at that, the warnings are still shrinking :D

That means good things. Right? Right. Glad we agree to disagree.

Resh

When he opened his eyes and saw the bars, Resh clenched his jaw. It had all been a dream. A really fucking awful one.

He took a deep breath, trying to work some moisture back into his cotton-dry mouth. It didn’t matter that the dream had ended with Marcus’ death and their escape. Good things, yes, but not worth the price Carr had paid for them.

It wasn’t until he sat up, wincing at the way the movement pulled sore muscles, that he realized he didn’t recognize this cell. Or the area beyond it. There was no stone, no brick, just hard-packed dirt. Even the light was wrong; not the flicker of torchlight, but the steady rippling flame of an oil lamp.

A dull throbbing took up residence in his head. The pain was different from his reaction headaches, and Resh rubbed his temples. Well, attempted to. His right arm was trapped in something. A sling? When had that happened?

In addition, someone had changed his clothing. Instead of the gray prison uniform, he found himself wearing soft cotton sleep pants and a loose cream tunic. The ties at the neck were undone, leaving a deep vee of exposed skin under the lacing.

Well, that was just perfect. Resh was absolutely thrilled to learn he’d been undressed and cleaned up like some kind of doll. His cheeks burned while he awkwardly grasped the ties and pulled them taut.

The sleeve of his left arm fell to his elbow in the process, revealing strips of clean white linen wrapped around his wrist. His brow wrinkled. He didn’t understand why someone had gone to all this effort to clean him up and dress his wounds. Not when he was likely about to die, based on his current location.

Which was a different kind of puzzle.

Last he remembered, he’d… been given something to drink, and… he thought he’d been in a room with Carr and Nykim. He leaned back against the dirt wall and stared blankly out through the bars.

Dry mouth, dull headache. Nasty taste on the back of his tongue. Resh wrinkled his nose. They’d drugged him. Drugged him and dumped him in a cell. He closed his eyes and tried to push back the despair hovering over him. Honestly, this was probably better than he deserved.

Only one question remained.

Would they leave him here to rot, or would Nykim have mercy and slit his throat?

He must’ve fallen asleep again because the squeal of unoiled hinges jolted him upright. Through bleary eyes, he looked up at the man standing in the open doorway.

“Come with me,” Nykim said. The lamp he carried cast sinister shadows upon the sharp planes of his face.

Every muscle in Resh’s body locked up at the weight that hung behind the thief master’s words. This was it then. Nykim was going to… take care of him.

He thought he’d accepted his death as inevitable. But now that it was standing here, staring him in the face–

A booted foot tapped, releasing a plume of dust from the ground.

Resh couldn’t move.

“Mother’s fucking cunt, don’t make me drag you out of there,” Nykim snapped.

“Least I figured out where Carr picked up her creative insults,” he muttered, forcing his stiff muscles to move before the choice was taken from him.

Nykim snorted. “Carr came to the pack with that dirty ass mouth on her, don’t you worry. Twelve years old, or thereabouts, and already spewing the worst language I’ve ever heard in my life.” He turned and walked down the hall, and Resh reluctantly followed.

They walked for a bit, turned right, then left. On and on. There was plenty of time for him to imagine a tiny Carr running around this place, spitting curses at anyone who looked at her wrong. The thought had him cracking a smile for a moment.

Eventually, Resh lost track of how many turns, sharp curves, and long halls they’d traversed. It was a fucking warren down here. He definitely wasn’t escaping, that was for sure.

Nykim turned a final corner and stopped. Just following blindly at this point, Resh walked right past him before he realized Nykim was no longer in front of him. He stopped abruptly and looked around.

It seemed he’d unknowingly walked straight into some kind of chamber. A small wooden table with two stools on opposite sides sat a few feet in front of him. A handheld oil lamp provided the only light in the room. Its dimly lit wick left everything but a small circle around the table in shadow.

“Sit.” Nykim’s voice was as dark as the rest of the room.

Resh suppressed a shudder, wondering why he needed to sit to have his throat slit. It didn’t matter, he supposed. He squared his shoulders and walked to the other side of the table. But instead of sitting, he braced himself with his left hand and leaned over the surface, meeting Nykim’s glacial gaze.

“How is Carr?”

“That’s none of your concern,” Nykim said as he approached, fingers dancing over the hilt of a dagger strapped to his thigh. “Now sit the fuck down. I’m getting tired of repeating myself.”

Glaring, Resh sat. “The least you could do before you kill me is let me know if she’s going to live or not.”

The hard lines of Nykim’s face softened. Just the tiniest bit, but Resh caught it before the man stepped back, fading into the shadows.

“She’ll recover.”

Resh snapped his head to the side, following the sound of his voice. He could see nothing.

From somewhere behind him this time, Nykim said, “So you’re prepared for your death, then?”

“I would prefer not to be,” Resh replied stiffly. He looked at the oil lamp, wondering if he had the nerve to turn it up. Wondering if he really wanted to see what the rest of this room held.

“I hear a ‘but’ in there.”

Breathe. He still needed to breathe. For now. Fuck, this was disconcerting. “Between you and the royal guards who are likely out for my blood, I suspect I may get a cleaner death at your hands.”

A rasping chuckle sent a shiver down Resh’s spine. “Bold of you to assume such a thing.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” He blew out a breath, flattening his hand on the table. The back of his neck prickled.

There was a long silence before Nykim spoke again. “Are you not going to beg for your life, then?”

“I don’t have the feeling it would get me far. Although, you’ll probably get some begging if you decide to torture me first. It’ll be like I never left the prince’s dungeon.” Resh craned his head around, a spark of irritation lighting in his chest. “Is that the kind of man you are, Nykim?”

Hands slammed down on the table before him, and Resh whipped around so fast he set off a chain reaction of muscle spasms from his neck down to his back. He clenched his teeth against the bolts of pain radiating down his spine.

Nykim’s face could’ve been carved from stone. Any hint of softness Resh thought he’d seen before was gone.

“I am the kind of man I need to be.”

For what? Resh wondered, cocking an eyebrow. He kept his hand flat on the table. If he moved it, it would tremble, and he refused to show weakness right now. Not when Nykim looked like that. One wrong move, and he might find himself with that dagger sticking out of his chest.

A knife piercing his lung didn’t sound like a great way to die. A slit throat wasn’t all that pleasant either, but at least it was fairly quick. Or maybe he’d hit his heart; the man was a professional, after all. How long did it take to die from that?

The seconds stretched on, each one feeling like its own separate lifetime. Resh barely dared blink. Each scenario of death that flashed through his mind seemed worse than the last.

Finally, Nykim sighed and drew his dagger. Resh stiffened, but all he did was lay it on the table and take a seat.

Drawing his finger down the flat of the blade, Nykim said, “I need to know what kind of man you are, Resh.”

Carr

Her door was unlocked. Thank fucking gods. She wasn’t sure what she would’ve done if it hadn’t been.

Before she left, Carr crawled over to the chest at the foot of her bed. A quick rummage turned up a pair of pants, which she pulled on under Nykim’s jacket. She briefly contemplated putting on a shirt but decided it wasn’t worth it, not when she’d also have to bind her chest. She simply didn’t have the energy to spare.

Anyway, the jacket was big enough that no one roaming the house would be able to tell anything. Damn thing swamped her. She’d had to roll up the sleeves several times to even see her hands.

The very fucking fun part was how she was going to remain standing.

After a few failures, one of which had resulted in a nasty bump to the head when she’d actually passed out, she finally convinced her body it could stay upright.

Now to find Resh.

Clutching the wall for dear life, Carr limped down the hall. When she got to Nykim’s office, she didn’t bother knocking. She was pissed he’d taken Resh from her room, and he would certainly hear about it.

A little niggling worm of doubt squirmed in the back of her mind. Why should Nykim care if she was pissed? He knew she’d been lying to him. And it wasn’t like it was a small, insignificant lie.

Women in active pack roles were so rare as to be almost nonexistent. Most of the men thought they served a better purpose elsewhere. She should know, having been privy to all kinds of those nasty conversations.

Sometimes she could ignore the implications. Other times, someone ended up with a new… gift. Lodged in their body. Carr smiled; those ass lickers deserved more, but as a beta, she had to try not to start pack wars. Fortunately, Nykim seemed to be amused by her unpredictable behavior. Said it kept the other packs on their toes. Besides, they did get to keep whatever blade Carr threw at them. They should be thankful, really.

The smile faded as she stepped into the room. She doubted his tolerance stretched this far. He didn’t appreciate being deceived. Not at all.

She shook her head, both at her own thoughts and at Nykim’s dark office. Weak rays of early morning sunlight struggled to illuminate the space, but it was enough to see that it was empty.

Maybe… maybe Resh had woken before her and had been hungry. Or wanted to clean up. There were no other rooms on this floor he could be in. Nykim would never take Resh to his private quarters, and the remaining sleeping chambers belonged to the other betas.

After checking the bathing room–also empty–Carr sat at the top of the stairs, trying to catch her breath. A sick feeling pooled in her stomach. The kind of feeling that told her something was off. Wrong. Biting her lip, she sorted through her options.

There was the kitchen. Several small rooms on the first floor that served in multiple capacities. The stable, where the vermin slept.

The burrows.

A floorboard squeaked behind her, and Carr spun, raising the dagger she had clenched in her left hand.

“Whoa there,” Quinten said, holding up his hands. “Didn’t realize you were back, Carr. Took ya fucking long enough, ‘s been busy round here.”

The other beta ruffled his unruly mop of brown curls with a wry, sleepy grin. He wore nothing but sleep pants, looking like he’d just woken and rolled out of bed.

Still, he was a beta for a reason, and Carr watched as his eyes flicked up and down. Assessing her, looking for weaknesses. She scowled, then set the tip of her dagger to the floor, idly spinning it. Creating a little groove in the wood.

“Just got back,” she said. Her voice was rough, hoarse. It grated through her sore throat.

“You sound like shit,” Quentin remarked, but he still took a cautious step back. “You look even worse. I was gonna use the bathing room, but uh, do you want it first?”

“No.” Carr turned back around, acting like she was just sitting on the top of the stairs, thinking or some shit.

Presenting the other beta with her back was a calculated move. Part insult, part leave me the fuck alone, and part please don’t notice how fucking weak I am.

Quinten huffed, but Carr thought it sounded more amused than irritated. “Glad to have you back.”

No other floorboards squeaked. Only the click of the latch on the bathing room door announced she was alone once more.

Glad to have her back? Quinten was one of the better betas and one of the few pack members she held a level of respect for. Aloof but direct with his opinions. Level-headed. Not a piece of shit, basically. He didn’t usually run around spouting lies.

Irrationally irritated he’d chosen now to start, she began scooting down the stairs, keeping an eye out for any others. The night crew could return at any time, trickling in one by one to avoid drawing too much attention.

But no one else appeared, and Carr made it safely to the bottom of the stairs. She sat there for a moment, listening.

No movement, no conversation, no whisper of breath reached her ears.

Fucking pits.

There was the smallest chance Brant or Nykim had thrown Resh out to sleep in the stables. But more than likely, she’d find him underground.

The maze of tunnels she’d helped Nykim carve out with elemental earth had multiple areas serving various purposes. Cells to imprison rivals or recalcitrant pack members. Private meeting rooms to discuss the more sensitive jobs. Interrogation rooms. Places to take out the trash, so to speak.

The sick feeling in her gut intensified. Nykim had taken Resh to the burrows. She was sure of it. He didn’t know him; Resh was just some man who had been convicted of an unknown crime and happened to be in the torture chamber with her.

It was why she’d insisted he stay with her last night. Lot of good that had done.

Sonofa cuntstruck knob gobbler.

Carr tried not to cry while she forced herself to her feet. She was gonna fucking kill Nykim if he’d harmed Resh.

Nykim

Nykim retreated back into the shadows again. Resh didn’t like it much–he could tell by the tense set of his shoulders.

And yet.

The kid stayed seated at the table. Didn’t beg, didn’t whine, didn’t complain. Answered every question Nykim threw at him.

The occasional sharp edge to his answers was understandable. Nykim actually respected him more for it.

What the fuck was taking Brant so long? He needed to verify the kid’s backstory.

Resh couldn’t be telling the truth. No one as pure-hearted as this boy would be able to look at what Carr had done to Marcus and not run screaming into the hills.

But he had been fucking holding her. Holding her! While she fucking fell apart. Nykim paced silently, watching Resh like a hawk the entire time.

Carr didn’t fall apart. Carr didn’t accept comfort from anyone. But she had from Resh.

He narrowed his eyes at the thought. It meant something. But what? That was the question.

“Let’s say I do let you live. You can’t stay in the city. Fuck, you can’t stay in Elysia. You’d have to cross over to Va’ahl if you wanted to escape the manhunt that’ll be sent after you,” Nykim said, prowling behind Resh’s back.

“Carr can’t stay here either if that’s the case,” Resh said. “I can travel with her, make sure she gets over the bridge.”

Nykim scoffed. “Sure. ‘Cuz she needs so much help.”

Resh stayed silent, but his shoulders hunched inward just a bit. Good. He knew she didn’t need him, then. But then the kid spoke up, surprising him.

“Carr needs more help than you realize.” Resh sat up straight, staring into the darkness before him. He hadn’t bothered to twist his head toward Nykim’s voice for some time now.

Nykim circled around until he could see the boy’s face. “How so?”

“She has… trouble breathing, sometimes. I’m sure there’s some kind of history I’m not aware of, but even if she’d led a charmed life until now, the last three months have been anything but. She’s been stabbed. Had bones broken. Whipped. Attacked, twice now. She’s not okay, Nykim.”

Fuck. Fuck! Nykim clenched his hands so tight his knuckles popped. Some of that wasn’t exactly surprising. It didn’t make him happy to hear, but it was a prison, and she was small, what some might assume to be an easy target. But while she could easily hold her own, if someone took her by surprise… and then there was Marcus.

It had been too much to hope she’d killed the fucker before anything happened. Fucking shit.

“You were there for both… attacks?”

Resh lowered his head. His hand closed into a fist atop the table.

Godsdamnit. A swell of rage rose, and in the next moment, Nykim found himself behind Resh, one hand buried in his hair, pulling his head back. His dagger rested against his exposed throat.

“And what role did you play in these attacks, hmm?”

Swallowing, Resh said, “Not enough of one. Especially for the last one.” A tear slid down his temple.

Nykim almost slit his throat for that. Almost.

But he had dressed Resh’s wrists while he was out of it. The manacles had cut almost to the bone, and he’d been compelled to heal some of the damage. Fucking mage sense was a pain in the ass.

Resh had tried to get to her. Had tried really hard, with no regard for the damage he was inflicting on himself. That wasn’t the mark of some random prisoner who just happened to be in the torture chamber while Marcus had his fun.

Pure fury vibrated through his very being, and Nykim pulled away before he accidentally killed the kid.

A cough from the doorway announced Brant’s return. Clenching his jaw, Nykim stalked out into the hall to receive his report.

When he returned, Resh was leaning over the table with his hand covering his eyes.

Shrouded by darkness, Nykim leaned against the wall, thinking. If he sent Resh away with Carr, and they traveled to Va’ahl, how much did it matter if the boy knew of his magic? The only real danger lay in them being recaptured, but if that happened, he sincerely doubted the guard would be trying to get any information from the pair before killing them.

Gut feeling told him the kid was genuine. That he cared for Carr. It was obvious Carr cared about him too.

Nykim rubbed his chest; he’d never had a chance with her, not really. Neither he nor Carr could trust at the level required for a relationship. Fuck, he wasn’t certain Carr was even interested in any kind of relationship. Still hurt, though.

“What are your intentions with Carr?” He stepped out of the shadow.

“Intentions?” Resh dropped his hand, his brow creasing while he stared at the table.

“Intentions. Expectations.” Nykim rolled his eyes. “You care for her, yes? How much? What kind of relationship are you looking for?”

Resh snorted at that. “Relationship? Are we talking about the same woman?”

Just for a moment, Nykim’s mouth twisted in a wry smile. There and then gone. Then he stalked forward, slamming his dagger into the table a hair’s width from Resh’s hand. “Don’t play dumb with me.”

Dark brown eyes steadily met his glare, and there was not an ounce of fear in them. “I love her. But I don’t have any expectations. I’d count it as a huge win if she even considered me a friend. All I want–” Resh paused, cleared his throat. “All I want is to be there for her. If she’ll let me.”

Fuck, this kid was unreal. Nykim snarled, but it was more at the thought of sending Carr away with someone so nauseatingly good than from what Resh had said.

The boy flinched, his eyes widening.

He hadn’t reacted to anything Nykim had done in hours. Shit. Nykim pushed back, but he was too late.

Cold steel dug into his throat, nicking the skin. He froze, hardly daring to breathe. No one had been able to sneak up on him in years. But a small figure pressed into him from behind. Yanked on his braid, pulling his head back.

A drop of blood ran down his neck.

“Hand offa the dagger,” Carr hissed in his ear.

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Hiiiii kleo! Hope youre doing well

I want to participate in this game omg omg omg i do have a crush 😝😝😝

I dont know his name but he is the secury guard from my neighborhood (I'm Brazilian, it's common to have security guards in some neighborhoods). He is so cuteee in his uniform omg..... almost everyday I greet him good night, I go out at night to pet my neighbor's cat and I take the opportunity to see my crush ahaha but I'm very shy i struggle to talk to him, but he is very communicative (super cute too)

My info:

Im P, taurus, infp, favorite color is baby pink and i love to take my vitamin b pill every week ��

Thank u in advanceee byebye

Hello dear!

Oh! This is so cute! I mean... Who wouldn't love a man who can keep you safe, right? And wears a uniform! Gosh! What a thief of hearts! 😉

Thank you for participating in my little game!

Question: Channeled message from your crush!

Deck: Tarot of Mystical Moments by Catrin Welz-Stein

Card: 9 of Pentacles

Your Guard wants you to know that he perceives you as a pleasant company, he probably looks forward to meeting you, to talking to you, to spent even a little moment with you as your company makes him feel joy, accomplishment, like he actually means something and makes a different in the world. He will keep you safe but at the same time he's not like... possessive. He respects you as an individual. And this card actually gives very respectful vibes, like you are the royalty to him. He might even feel like your loyal knight sometimes - protective but on your command. This is very random but the lady on the card is wearing very extravagant earrings. If you wear some more flashy ones yourself, maybe your guard will give you compliments as he might notice that little detail.

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avo-kat · 9 months ago

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ok so ive started watching ultra q and its actually p fun?

theres no ultraman in here, but thats actually kinda cool, too?

cuz instead of super hero coming and saving the day its just normal people running into a monster and going "oh shit oh fuck oh no what are gonna die oh shit we are gonna die fuck what should we do" and they somehow make it through

the main characters are a woman working as a newspaper reporter/photographer. in the first ep she almost died to a monster induced cave in and monster attack and in the third ep when she heard about another monster sighting she immediately volunteered to go and take photos

and when they do find the monster - and two dead guys, nobody really reacts with a lot of shock or fear - and they start running, she just stops to take some pictures

the other characters are... employees at an airport? mituya air service it said on one poster.

its funny how theres barely any explanation. nobody says who anybody is. one guy picks up a ringing phone and just "yes hello this is the office"

one guy that seems to wear a cop uniform is being questioned by reporters about some object falling into the ocean and just says "ah yes we shot a rocket to mars 6 months ago, this is the capsule that came back"

like. who is this guy? no name used. he didnt introduce himself. is this the government? military? i have no idea.

i guess watchers back in 1966 would have known based on the uniform? maybe?

also reporter girl and airport guy are both wearing some eagle patch on their clothes. but they work at different places? are both places gov funded? how does a newspaper company keep on hiring airplanes and helicopters?

the real mystery is figuring out the setting lol.

and even though the show is super old, the production quality is obviously extremely high and it still looks absolutely amazing now. and whats more: the episodes themselves feel fresh. or maybe its because i dont watch stuff like that.

but in ep 3 they encounter a monster snail from mars and they run away from it. pilot guy shoots at it with a gun (so military after all? or does he just carry a gun? why did pilot guy go in with reporter girl to check out the monster? is that in his job description? what kinda job is that?) until he runs out of bullets. then he straight up throws the gun at the snail.

thats hilarious? like, i wouldnt be surprised seeing it nowadays. it would be a bit tiring in a comedy show, but played straight in a monster show its kinda refreshing.

and they kept running away from the snail on this steep cliffs until it... accidentally fell down into the ocean. where it dissolved. probably because of the salt? thats fucking hilarious.

like its not a deep show, the episodes are only 25min, the formula seems pretty basic, so dont expect a masterpiece or anything, but its kinda entertaining.

also look at this?

they took out the capsule and then we have... this scene of people gathered in a space themed room. and they have name plates. "doctor". "observer". "press". thats so stupid its funny?

also no explanation given who is who and what is even this.

at the end of this scene the doc just gives us the theory that the capsule and the stuff inside (modern fabric and two gold eggs) came from the future? he did not elaborate any further.

like. the future?

thats... your theory?

at least thats what the subs say.

and later...

???

ok so we just agree aliens are on mars and aliens send them snail eggs? and the world... moves on? i guess it will come up but. lol. they are just sitting there and chilling. thats so funny.

docs says the aliens could be annoyed that humans are sending out rockets. lol. what. lol. doctor where did u study alienology. "its just a hypothesis". ok thanks.

second pilot guy suggests to befriend the alien society.

yuri straight up tells him it prob wont be possible, cuz humans suck since theres still racial discrimination, they still have wars and human trafficking and earth prob needs to get more peaceful.

lmaoooo

second pilot guy, ippei, picked up a lil gold ball at the office and put a chain on it and gifted it to yuri. bro??? omfg. you find gold at the office and just... take it? lol.

the end is just... "as humans will continue their space exploration more monsters will come. alas."

amazing. 10/10.

#ultra q

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mtfstuff · 2 years ago

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Life changing night

As a child I always wanted to protect my country when I'm older, just like my father did. He was the police chief of my hometown and I had great respect for him. When I turned 21 I found out that I was somehow gifted with a magical power. I could control minds and transform bodies. After I found out I started to improve myself. I gave myself abs and pecs as well as huge arms and legs. I was in an instant the strongest guy in my year at school and I changed the memories of the others to accept it. I kept it a secret for about a year until my father had a work accident. He got shot and had to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. I told him that I could help him but he didnt believe me at first. I started to change his spine to get him to walk again. At first he was happy but it didnt last long. Shortly after it he became afraid of what I could do but he didnt let it show. It was that night where I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night surrounded by swat teams. My father had called the police and told them about me.

I was drugged and imprisoned in a secret facility so that the government could study what makes me different. Lucky me, I found a way to act like I was drugged. Every meal I got a pill to stay submissive and compliant but after some time I managed to break free and sonce then I've kept every single pill in a secret hiding spot. I was in there for about 2 years before I was fully conscious again. That was 19 months ago and every spare minute I had, I worked on a way to break out of the facility and today is the day.

Its Friday, 31. October. Halloween.

I woke up and had breakfast before I was lead into a test it was short and I had the rest of the day off. I waited until dusk and then I broke out. I moved away the mirror above the sink in the bathroom and entered a secret tunnel. I silently left the estate and walked towards the nearest town.

My prison uniform wont be noticed anytime soon as everyone is dressed up. I walked through the streets at the edge of the city, hoping to see an open window or door to sneak into a house do change my clothes but sadly everything was closed.

I started to think about other options. Breaking into a house or store? Probably too loud.

Knocking out a parent to steal his clothes? Possible if no one is around.

I continued walking down the streets alone, no one around until I suddenly saw someone coming towards me. From the way the person walked I could see that its a man and while coming closer I finally saw that he wore a military uniform. It seems like he noticed my clothes too as he started to change his grip on his gun.

We finally stood in front of each other.

"No need to worry, its a costume.", I said.

"Oh good. While I dont know of any prison around here I was still cautious.", he answered.

"I'm Luke.", I introduced myself.

"Mike.", he answered.

I sized him up. We were similarly tall and muscular. I wouldnt even change a lot about myself to be him physically.

"And whats a soldier doing on the streets all alone?"

"Oh.", he chuckled. "Yeah, I'm a real soldier but I'm wearing it as a costume today. I was walking around with my nephew and he wanted us to be soldiers together. I just brought him home. What about you?"

"Just brought my son to my ex.", I lied. "He wanted to be a police officer and I should be his prisoner."

Mike laughed. "Sounds like he got you under control."

"Yeah, he does.", I chuckled.

It followed a short moment of weird silence.

"I have nothing else to do this evening. You seem like a good guy, want to come with me for some beer and small talk?", he asked.

What an opportunity, I thought.

"Yeah, sure!", I answered.

We walked to his house and he let me in. We sat down in his living room and talked a lot. At the end both of us had like 6 to 7 beer and I wanted to alter his mind to let me transform him as he asked a sudden question.

"You know, this may sound weird to you...", he burped. "But I really like you. I never had a feeling like this towards anyone."

Well, this is another way to get what I want, I thought.

"I feel the same.", I said. "Since the first time I saw you in your uniform I wanted to have you, to serve you."

"Well then why dont we go upstairs together."

He took my hand and lead me upstairs. He sat down on the bed and pushed me to my knees.

"If you dont want to go to prison again you maggot, start sucking my dick.", he said firmly.

"Roleplay, I like it.", I said.

What was that maggot?!", he said.

"I dont want to go back, sir!", I answered.

"Then suck. And make sure that not a single drop gets on my uniform."

I opened his fly and took his hard 6 inch cock in my mouth. He grabbed my head and slid my head up and down on his shaft. After a few minutes he exploded his warm seed without warning into my mouth and I made sure that I swallowed every bit of it.

"That was awesome!", he panted.

I started to strip him out of his uniform. I opened his boots and peeled off his green wool socks. I opened his belt and pulled off his pants and underpants, followed by his vest, shirt and undershirt. He was now laying naked in front of me. He was a sight to behold. Great abs, big pecs and massive calfs and biceps.

"Oh no! This poor soldier got stripped by the prisoner he wanted to bring to the police. I hope he doesnt fuck me rough without lube.", Mike said with a smile.

"You soldier can only hope to see the daylight again now that I have you beneath me!", I role played further.

"Oh, help. Please!", he said while I turned him on his stomach.

I pulled my dick out of my pants and quickly enlarged it to a nice hard 9 inches.

"This could hurt, soldier boy.", I said as I slowly entered his hole.

Mike gasped as I entered his hole but he quickly moved up and down on my dick. We had sex for about 2 hours and it was a blissful experience. Both if us covered in sweat were lying next to each other on the bed. We looked each other deep into the eyes.

"Hey Mike, I...", I stammered. "I've got a question."

"Of course. What is it?"

"Could I put on your uniform?", I asked.

"That would be hot.", he answered.

I hopped out of his bed and walked towards the pile of clothes I left on the chair while I undressed Mike.

I took his still warm boxers and sniffed them. I looked at Mike and saw how he stroked his dick.

I stepped into his boxers and slid my feet into his damp socks. I pulled on his undershirt and his pants. I closed the belt and put on his shirt and vest. I wiggled into his boots and tied them up. I slipped my hands into his gloves.

"This feels awesome!", I said.

"Hello staff sergeant! How can I help you?", Mike asked.

I could see how aroused he was seeing me in his uniform.

"I know I'm not a cop so I have no rights to indrude your home Mr., but I was told that a prisoner was seen entering this house. Do you know anything about this?", I asked firmly.

"No sir, I havent seen a prisoner here.", he said still stroking his dick.

"Do you mind if I take a look around?", I asked.

"No, not at all sir."

A walked around the room until my old clothes were in front of me.

"What do we have here...", I said, picking up my orange shirt and pants. I threw them at Mike, followed by my orange loafers.

"Put them on. I'll bring you to the police, prisoner!", I said.

I saw how excited Mike was. He stepped into the pants and slipped the shirt over his abs. After that he slipped into the loafers.

"Please, I was falsely imprisoned. I'd do anything to get away from it.", Mike said.

"Well, if thats the case, suck me off and I'll see what I can do for you.", I answered.

Mike crawled towards me, opened my fly and pulled out my hard dick. He went right down on it without hesitation. His mouth engolfed my dick like a wet, warm cave. His tongue played easily with my hard dick and I put my hands behind his face. I slowly started to facefuck him, getting rougher and rougher until I exploded into his mouth. He immediately started to swallow until he got every drop.

It made me feel ecstatic and my knees got weak. I dropped on my knees and was now face to face with Mike again.

"I love this feeling of power. I love wearing your uniform. I'd love to be you, a soldier.", I said panting.

"And it suits you good.", he said.

He came in for a kiss and I didnt stop him.

We kissed and I wanted to shove my hand beneath his shirt as he suddenly pulled me to the ground.

We wrestled for a short time but it was clear from the beginning that Mike had the upper hand by knowing all the fighting tactics. Je quickly had me locked in a position where I couldnt move my right arm and leg.

His arm moved over my chest down to my dick.

"You may wear the uniform and look like a soldier but you dont know a thing being a soldier.", Mike whispered in my ear.

I felt how he started stroking my dick.

"And now the soldier will be fucked by the prisoner.", he continued.

He managed to turn me around while keeping me pinned down to the ground. I felt how he pulled the pants from my butt before his dick entered.

He got a fast pace but I figured out that he was to focused on fucking me that he wouldnt pay attention to my body changing. I focused on Mikes appearance and started my transformation. I lost my tattoos, made my muscles slightly grow and then I started to change my face.

My hair got shorter, my jaw more square. I now resembled Mike in all his glory.

At last I changed my voice to match Mikes.

"You wont get away with this you scum. You cant just fuck a soldier and think you can just leave.", I said, hearing Mikes deep baritone voice.

"Oh my... wait, what the- uurgh!", Mike sounded confused but he shot his load into my ass.

Mike pulled out and turned me on my back.

"How can you sound like me? Look like me?!", he shouted.

"I do what?!", I answered, playing unknowing.

He stood up, pulled me with him and pushed me in front of the mirror.

He looked at himself, I could see a slight relief and then he looked at me.

"We're like twins!", I said moving my hands through my hair and over my jaw.

"How can we revert this?", he mumbled.

"I'd love to go to your work as you.", I said under my breath.

"Impersonating a soldier.", I didnt think he'd hear me. "Hot but dangerous."

"You'd let me do it?", I asked.

"I think so but you dont know a thing about my work, let alone my colleagues."

I turned around to look at him. My hard dick in the uniform pants brushed against his thigh.

I started kissing him and he moved his hands to my bubble but. We kissed passionately.

"You know I could change that deficit.", I said.

I quickly kissed him before I started to copy his memories. He felt that something was wrong and tried to push me away but I didnt let go.

I finished copying before he pushed me away.

"What did you just do? I- I feel a bit dizzy.", Mike said.

"Easy there Mike.", I helped him to sit down on his bed. "I just copied your memories. I could now go to your work and no one would know I'm not the real you."

"But- but how?", he stepped away from me.

"I dont know how to say it.", I said.

"Then try to explain it.", he said taking my hand.

"I have...this power. I can change the body and mind. And I really wanted to be you because I like you so much."

"So you could make my power fantasy real?"

"Your what?", I asked perplexed.

"I- I always- okay, since my early teenage years I somehow liked, maybe even loved being talked down, even though I was muscular since the beginning. That was the real reason I joined the army. I wanted to get screamed at, dragged through the mud and so on. But I quickly found out that that didnt really happen, I quickly shot up the career ladder and suddenly I was supposed to scream at others."

I was totally surprised.

"Could you maybe make me your submissive prisoner?", he continued. "I mean, you'd have your dream of being me, staff sergeant Mike Walker."

He got closer to me and grabbed my bulge.

"And I could be the muscular prisoner who you use as a slave and humiliate.", he continued.

He squeezed my bulge and it was so good.

"Please, I beg you Luke.", he said. "Influence my mind, make me forget my life as a soldier. Maybe even change my face to fit a slave."

A year later and I have the best time of my life. I am the soldier I always wanted to be and my life with Mike, now called Mouse is also incredible. I lift the blockade in his mind on special occasions and he always tells me how much he liked the past time as his dream. Tonight is halloween again and my nephew wants me to be soldiers with him again. The real Mike asked to come with us, fully conscious. He would be one of my friends, of course dressed as a prisoner. My nephew loves the idea and Mike cant wait for the time when we are alone again.

This definitely is a much better life than I thought I would ever get.

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I'm back and sadly I didnt manage to hit my deadline to post this story on halloween, but at least I'm close. I'm working on more stories again so look forward to them.

#male transformation #male body transformation #body switch #male body switch #body swap #male body swap #male possession

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alligatorpie1945 · 3 years ago

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OOP We got another one.

Tech was already a natural genius. But it still took intensive training to get him to skill level he is at day. If he failed a question or took to long to answer, he would get a little shock from those bracelet/choker things.

Also, I'm trying to come up with some different outfits they might wear for different tasks. (I refuse to believe that the only clothes they have on Kamino are the basic uniforms) Like hunter's wetsuit and Tech's "patient" clothes.

(Also IDK what exactly is on his head, brain scanner sci-fi stuff, dont think about it)

Hunter

Crosshair

#the bad batch #tech #clone cadets #star wars the clone wars #tw medical stuff

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aetherin21 · 3 years ago

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Growing Obsession and Mathematical lines.

Pairing: Getou Suguru x Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight angst

Part 2, Part 3

Notes: This is my first fanfiction and I am kinda nervous. I have never written anything like this so I am very sorry. There's part 2 and 3 its full blown angst tho lol

I am also sorry in advance if it doesnt feel like its Suguru. Wanted to capture the essence of him being a highschool boy is all.

All dressed up, Suguru waited outside her door. Waiting for his lover to get ready for their planned weekend date. He made the effort to find the nicest and cleanest shirt he could find, sprayed the cologne she gifted him on his birthday and even as well accessorize just to accentuate his looks further. He's always wearing his school uniform everywhere he goes, dressing up from time to time felt nice.

This moment is what heaven felt like, floating in cloud nine. He kept on daydreaming on what they could do, all the places they could see and the food they can eat. It wasnt everyday they could spend their free time together. Missions after mission always piled up between classes, between them. Even Satoru would just crash in on the party, totally uninvited, wrecking everything. It was annoying.

If he could Suguru would rather just scoop her in his arms and just stay there in her room locked up doing god knows what but that would be a waste of their youth. He could do that once they're a bit older, he thought. Have kids along the lines.

The sound of a click brought him down from the sky as the door finally opened. Heavens gate may not have opened but god didn't send an angel for no reason. Just like him, y/n is all dolled up as much as she can. Wearing a nice collared black dress with matching cute sneakers. Her Hair is smooth and flawless as its tucked in one ear. Ah god was truly an artist.

Sparkling on the side of her face, something caught Suguru's curiousity. Is that... an earring? That's new, she never wore one before. Did she get it pierced? When? Where? Its cute, like ridiculously cute. He thought.

With thousand thoughts flooding his brain all at once only few words came out from his lips. Blushing cheeks he pointed out "Your ears..."

"Oh" she said as she fiddled with the appendage. "I forgot they're actually pierced and thought they might close if I dont wear one..." Eyeing his reaction, with fluttering lashes and glossy lips she inquired further. "Does it suit me?"

"Yeah!" clasping his mouth hiding his extreme vocal pleasure at the sight of it. He never thought just seeing those on her would make him a blushing mess. "Yeah they do. We match now." Smiling from ear to ear, their lips too also matched.

Small hands settled on his, fitting perfectly like puzzle piece. Y/n Tugged at Suguru's big ones, urging at him to his planned destination. Excitement flash between them, this was after all their long awaited quality time.

As they walk through the streets of Shibuya talking aimlessly of their days and missed moments. Answering each of their own how are yous and what you up to, Suguru couldnt help but get distracted at the glistening gem snug on her skin. Taking a glance every so often. Even as they ate their lunch his eyes would wander off to them. It hypnotized him.

Y/n noticed the strange infatuation of her boyfriend on her accessory. Giggling to herself, she found it cute. If she knew that would be his reaction, she would have worn them a long time ago.

"You want to touch them?" She teased. For once the tables had turned.

Blinking once, twice, and now thrice. The question sank into his brain. "I am sorry, didnt mean to..." caught red handed. The faint pink that dusted his face had dialed to its peak. Suguru was usually calm and collected on any situation given to him but today he was all over the place. It was unbecoming of him. Maybe it was the usual teenage hormones or maybe he just missed her so much. Or probably both.

Yeah, its definetly both.

She's a non-sorcerer after all. A girl in a different world as his. They were supposed to be intersecting lines in the cartesian plane. Meeting only once and diverge throughout but they seemed to defy that. The numbers they've written out constantly curve and cling together meeting over and over again. Without fighting it, they yeilded; from elementary to middle school and now high school. Now even if they were far a part, they had both learned how to force their coordinates to realign again, to connect once more. Exaggerating further, defy fate when needed to.

"Gross that's all wrong ya know" Satoru said to him once as he waved his hand accompanied by a pukey face, disgusted by his best friend's love struck relationship. "Love and shit isnt for someone like us. Its just gonna bite us back. Fuck her already and leave dude. I am only telling this for your own good." It was the shittiest advice Suguru could receive especially from him, his bestfriend. His love was pure, calculated maybe but pure nonetheless. Satoru wouldn't even know what true love means till it bites him in the head or kick him in the balls. He wished he could spat that back but that sounded too corny even for him. Instead, he refuted. "You're one to talk, at least I dont get slapped by a girl once every few weeks." Feigning hurt, the resident white weirdo kept making thousands of excuses how it was a waste of time and youth to fall and love. Screaming of endless perversion of possibilities that boys like them should have. Suguru could only groan internally. Not wanting to hear any of it or any of his planned midnight escapades too.

"You dont want to?" Innocent words struck his core. Coughing from his own spit as he came back to reality. Fuck Satoru, now he's coming in between him and y/n even at this crucial moment. He'll kick him in the ass once he got back to the dorms later.

Focusing back on her, he could tell she's enjoying this way too much. Watching a teenage boy struggling with his insticts infront of the girl he likes. Batting her innocent eyes like a puppy waiting for a response to her absurd question. Embarrassing but I guess that's okay. He loves her too much.

With the sound of a defeat escaping its prison, he obliged to his own needy stupidity. Its not like he is doing something obscene in public. Its just touching her ear, there's no malice to it.

"I want to." He answered with a lopsided smile. The effect she has on him will be the death of him someday.

Slowly he moved his hands towards her cheeks, tracing the skin and embedding it to his memory. She's too pretty for her own good, he thought as his finger tips now gently sandwhich the metal on his callused ones. Feeling the soft buds peaking through, untouched by the accessory. It reminded him of rose petals. Its touch was heavenly and relaxing. Addicting even. The coolness of the ornament made it more fun to fiddle around too. He could get lost at the sensation for hours.

"Can you keep wearing them?" He asked as he continued his miniscule activity. "I really like it."

Y/n held his wrist, thumbs sliding back and forth feeling his pulse. Feeling him alive, relishing in his warmth and safety. With a soft smile, she mustered a small —

"Okay."

That day in the school grounds, Suguru never really understood what Satoru's words meant. What they truly imply. After all, love is the most twisted curse of them all.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #getou suguru x reader #man idk what to tag this

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thelunarfairy · 4 months ago

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Index (continuation)

THEORIES:

The butterfly effect 🦋

The two Gods

Where is Amane?

The Ghost Seal

ANALYZES:

Which of the twins is it?

Tsukasa and the 7 mysteries

The flower that will never bloom

Sometimes I think Aidairo likes to give the characters what they...

The Moon Prince's Secrets ��

Ch: 114 | Short notes.2

YUGI TWINS:

Smile for me 🌟

Twins ☀️🌙

"Twin Powers"

Brotherhood

A way to summon Tsukasa….

The new old Amane

What mysteries do these eyes hide?

ASKS:

Tsukasa feelings of loneliness was really great , and he was not affected by his brother's words . Did the entity have an effect n that? What do you think!????

In chapter 3 when introducing the Minamoto's Hanako says this

do you think that hanako was a sa victim because there is alot of prouve I mean he have rope mark on his hands and that pretty weird why would a bullier do that and also marks on his neck why and how the hell is that

This chapter left me with many questions.

in the Kako's conversation with yashiro at the beginning of the chapter, did he mean the yugi twins??? What do you think 🤔

Do you think nene actually saw hanko-kun?

did tsukasa's return to amane cause all the chaos in the manga, which was fixed by the first mystery of why there should be no tsukasa in life??

I dont know if you already answered this, but what do you think the fee was?

Akane said everyone would forget after 3 days So does that include himself too?

what do you think teru is going to do after chapter 112 like is he gonna tell yashiro or just face the fact that this is gonna happen maybe even try...what mitsuba tried to do.. opinion?

in the anime , tsukasa appeared in the dark wearing a hanako uniform , and his followers wore trousers to him, did they take him out of the borders???

if hanako knew tsukasa was strong, why did he continue to fear for him after after leaving him locked up in the borders??? Any theories 😞

Akane Hanako said that if people die , they do not come back to life again, and the knife showed blood. What does that mean????

we don't know yet, but how did the murder happen in your opinion ? Did tsukasa lose control over himself, or did amane longer tolerate his presence so killing him were just ideas 💡

if hanako didn't want tsukasa disappear, why did he keep him alone at the border and not with him 😞?? Of course tsukasa would make sure hanako didn't love him

how did tsukasa's thinking come about? He likes people when they stop holding back, and amane in particular from a son who come up with this thinking . Why does he look up to him ??

did Sakura tsukasa take a human yourishiro out of bounds in order to fulfill her desire because of the entity inside him?

do you think there are two entites in the manga, one of them protects the world through the seven mysteries and the other wants to destroy it . Is the through tsukasa ???

if hanako loves tsukasa and wants to save him, why does tsukasa keep running away and disappearing? Doesn't he feel that he is the most precious thing to hanako because he is his yourishiro!!!????

Soo... we are starting to see different sides/faces of Tsukasa. Would you consider him a good person? What are your thoughts and theories about him? :)

In chapter 112 , if was amane in the picture, what did the watch guards do to tsukasa ? Did they lock him up?

why did tsukasa seal the yourishiro on his face ?? Why did hanako chose this place??

if the entity lives insid Tsukasa Yourishiro, wouldn't hanako noise that?? Because the mystery is who created the yourishiro??

why does the entity appear inside tsukasa's body and sometimes it does not appear?? Does it's appearance that it has control over tsukasa's body????

why didn't tsukasa say his full name in court, tsukasa Yugi, so they knew he was Hanako's brother ?

I love your post about yashiro counting to stay with hanako and hanako counting to stay with his brother . I see how much hanako wishes to stay with his brother and make yourishiro his human, but tsukasa doesn't care and want disappear. Did that entity make him like this? He loves death 😢??

So based on this panel, i think they reason why Tsukasa think Amane hate him is because his health. Tsukasa think Amane hate him cause he get the health Amane always want. He feels like he's taking something Amane should have. Especially since Amane said he wouldn't need anything else. for Tsukasa, himself also not needed nor wanted

what did the protectors of the hour do to tsukasa when they said that the root of the problem must be eliminated and the changed the present because of that?? What do you think 🤔🤔

I love when tsukasa dropped the key on Yourishiro who was determined to destroy him. Why did he do that? What are you theories for these pictures ?!

did the entity leave tsukasa's body after becoming yourishiro? If it was inside him, is Sakura trying exploit him to achieve her disre???

the thing is... in chapter 113 people keep saying that it's probably going to be baby tsukasa but... what if it's the spirit that... um... is with tsukasa..? but anyway what if we get the spirit and normal tsukasa like, no one would trust him but he would be normal and that's all i want him to be likeeeee.... thoughts?

I've seen (on twitter/X) that some people think that Professor Yugi could be Tsukasa but he took Amane's place, what don't you think about that?

Do you think Yugi-sensei remembers the other timeline? I know we know so little right now about the new timeline, but he was acting so suspicious while the students were summoning Tsukasa, so it does make you wonder

why did tsukasa disappear? Is this person amane? Why does he want tsukasa back?????!!!! Any theories 😞

when tsukasa returned to his family , he did not fangs . Did the fangs and black eyes appear overtime?? Does this mean that the entity is consuming him?? 🤯

What will tsukasa look and act like when he appears and what does that man want from him 🤔🤔?????!

at the beginning of the class, the girls were talking about many spirits but at the end of the chapter they wanted to sommon tsukasa -Kunwhat do you think he can do? Will he still yourishiro !!?? 🤔🤔

I was rereading tbhk and got reminded of the mermaid scale curse between Yashiro and Hanako, I wonder if in the new timeline they are still bound by the fate?

Talking about Amane's key. Assuming that Yashiro still has it, do you think it will finally be used in this timeline? I don't see another moment other than now

Heyy I found something, I always thought the twins' birth year was 1956 because their 4th birthday fell in 1960, but apparently the correct year for the 4th anniversary is 1959!!

I’m not sure if this was merely for suspense, but I find it very curious that Tsukasa’s name is scribbled out at the beginning of the chapter, when we’re in the past and Amane is watching.

i know it's a side chapter, but will tsukasa get sick like hanako and what will he do then ???

what will tsukasa be like when he shows what his goal in this time and what his relationship with that man is ???

Heyy, I'll send this here too. I remember you commenting that you would really like to hear Tsukasa's voice when he sings in chapter 107

ok, so i was thinking last night and i wondered if Teru and Aoi would go to her house or something after and we see the Minamoto's mom there, i mean like Teru could have a heart to heart with his mother that he lost, i mean in the red house arc we saw how happy Kou was when he saw his mom again, i wonder how Teru would react if he saw her again...? opinion?

i don't know how to describe hanako. Yashiro always wants her by her side, so he loves her. They both do the impossible to be together, but the person hanako wants is his little twin brother . Everytime he holds him , tsukasa runs away from him . Why don't you want to be with your brother 🤔🤔😭😭!!??

Do you have a favourite TBHK character???

Amane blushing at Nene and... Tsukasa..? 🧐

what will tsukasa be like when he appears due to the rumors? Will yourishiro hanako stay or will it be something else?? What do you think 🤔

What if he's dead? Maybe after 50 years he died of old age or something which is why Yashiro imagined him in the crowd when she was performing (because he turned into a ghost again and somehow his remaining soul was in the crowd)

If the speed change was on purpose it was genius on AidaIro's part, because we went fast, fast, fast, FAST AND BOOM everything exploded and the timeline changed

do you think tsukasa disapprence is the reason people come back to life and events change??? did the hour protectors imprison tsukasa within their borders

Can Yashiro still be supernatural in this new reality?

Do you think Nene will at some point hear the rumor about Tsukasa and dare to investigate it? What do you think will happen?

what will happen to tsukasa regarding his feelings? Will he remain in the darkness of the entity or will he realize his brother's love to him!???

do you think hanako knew about the entity inside tsukasa so he killed him or what do you think 🤔🤔??

what if hanako and grandma fought because he was defending tsukasa because tsukasa died before him , so he became one of the mysteries to protect tsukasa and atone for his sin ??!

we always hear about his Grandma Kou semet hanako because he is evil but where was tsukasa? Isn't he was cause of the deaths and carrying the entity inside him??

what is meaning of tsukasa's words to amane? Do you decide if I stay here or disappear?? 🤔

Do you think the Minamoto story about Hanako-kun being an evil spirit is true?

Have you ever noticed that in meetings of the seven mysteries, not only are the seats strangely divided, but also the way in which the meeting is held?

Do you think it's possible that Kou's father will appear in the future?

Hanako-kun can't leave school. At first I thought that meant that all seven mysteries couldn't either. But Tsughimori can and Mitsuba also managed to leave. Is that why Hanako-kun is a special case? Do you think that since he died he has been imprisoned in the school, although there are theories that he didn't die in the school?

Do you think Hanako-kun found out after he died about the house's identity and what Tsukasa did in the past for him? At least how much do you think Hanako-kun knows about Tsukasa?

Perhaps the reason Hanako is linked to the entity is because when he killed Tsukasa with the knife, Tsukasa's blood mixed with the creature's blood was obviously smeared on the knife

did tsukasa change with amane when he returned and preferred to stay away from him sometimes??

do you agree that tsukasa does not apply to the laws of the world that he hates! how can that be??

tsukasa kept calling hanako before , but why Wasn't he a sleep?

I want to ask you, if hanako had tsukasa yourishiro protect him , why wasn't he with him inside the border 😓

hen there's another thing with amane changing his fate completely, what if that bit is related to this??

that has been on my mind for a long time, is this Nene's point of view? If that's so, the Yugi twins really look very cute and shiny from their perspective.

Did you mind talking about Hanako and Tsughimori's relationship?I

amane is he an evil person and this child tsukasa ?

you think Tsukasa was always this way just deep down, or was he left alone in the red house so long it drove him crazy, maybe even the entity was fully possesing him, thought?

Do you think this is really Tsukasa?

HANENE:

Over the Rainbow

The painful love

Promise?

The glass castle

if Yashiro saw him, then he also saw her……

RANDOM:

Magatama

Teru-kun?

The moment he realizes that the real Mitsuba has died.

Okay, let's talk about something random

Omg, it's so embarrassing >.<

So, it's been a while since I created this account and I've already gained some followers, thank you all for that :3 (it means you like the crazy things I post)

So I wanted to talk a little about myself (even though I think no one cares XD)

Ok, I'm going to be serious now XDDD

I created this account because I really like JSHK and I wanted to talk about some crazy ideas or theories about the series and I felt welcomed here ^u^

I want you to know that a lot of things I post are just some crazy ideas that I occasionally have and that it's okay if you disagree, be kind S2 or if you agree I'll be happy if you want to talk to me about it :3

In fact, I hope you feel free to talk to me if you want, whether with an Ask or a message, I love talking about JSHK, if you also love and like crazy theories you can come talk to me if you want.

Don't take the things I say here too seriously, about the theories specifically, I may change my mind in the future or it's just crazy in my head, the most important thing for me is not to be right, but to have fun!

I'm trying to unravel the story in the most entertaining way I can, so it's okay with me if I'm wrong about the things I post (because no one other than Aidairo knows what's actually going to happen) XDD

Anyway, that's it.

Some other information that I don't know if you're interested in but I'll leave it here.

I am a girl

I'm Brazilian, I'd like to make that clear because if there are any Brazilians who also want to talk to me, feel free! (Sou brasileira, gostaria de deixar isso claro porque se tiver algum brasileiro que também queira falar comigo sinta-se a vontade!)

I speak English and Portuguese

I post randomly, but I usually post a lot because I tend to create theories and crazy ideas out of completely nothing.

Anyway, that's all, if you've read this far, thank you very much for giving me your attention :3

Bye bye~

Index

THEORIES:

Amane's Darkness

Could it be that in the time of Amane

Amane's past

The house and the fire

Hanako-kun's Big Puzzle

Predictions of the tragedy

These hands…

The Cursed Seal

ANALYZES:

The monster inside Hanako

One of the mysteries of the Yugi twins

Hands on the walls

The irony of life and Hanako's karma

The forecast

Did you notice?

When you remember that at some point, Hanako will have to say goodbye to Tsukasa again…

Amane's disease

"Red Thread of Fate"

Okay, let's talk about Mitsuba

Amane's possessiveness and insecurity

Natsuhiko and the mysterious door

The relationship between Tsukasa, Yashiro and Amane

Tsukasa's relationship with the red house

Yugi Tsukasa's mother

Sixth sense or predestined death?

Oh my, Yashiro is interested in a lot of boys

Yashiro and Tsukasa's Relationship

YUGI TWINS

The melancholy love of the Yugi twins

Did Tsukasa do this?

Hanako's mental age

I wish I could hear his voice

FINDINGS:

Hanako's boundary

Tsukasa's toys

ASKS:

About Yorishiro 1

Spelling errors and pronouns

Twin stars 1 || Twin stars 2

Tsukasa’s emotions 1 || Tsukasa's emotions 2

Tsukasa's parents

Sumire

Tsukasa's kiss

Hanako's feeling seeing tsukasa for the first time

Nene-chan and I are the same!

Could Hanako have done something to stop Tsukasa's kiss with Nene?

The mysterious hand 1 || The mysterious hand 2

Tsukasa image analysis

Tsukasa's behavior

Who do you think is gonna confess first? Hanako or nene?

Hanako's duty

HANENE:

A post about Hanene

Yashiro's wish and Hanako's self-control

Hanako's cute side

Nene ankles

She was exposed

Does Amane remember?

Hanako and Yashiro's tragic love

Reblog

Hanako-kun's jealous punishment

Hanako's look of desire and love

I still want to see this date, right Aidairo?

The insecurity

Hanene reblog

It was the first time a girl said she liked me, it made me happy…

The active Hanako and the passive Amane

Hanene reblog 2

The moment when Hanako fell in love with Yashiro

Details

But what about Amane and Yashiro's date?

Zombie Hanako and his wish

I know what you did here huh, Aidairo

Hanene reblog 3

This scene

RANDOM:

The invisible ghost

Yashiro Nene priorities

Natsuhiko's love potion

A compilation of jealous Hanako-kun

Tsunene reblog

Tsukasa reblog

Hanako reblog

Yugi twins

Okay, it's cute but

Just a compilation of random Hanene moments

Kou reblog

Just a compilation of random photos of Tsukasa

Just Tsukasa and Mitsuba being happy friends

Amane's Possessiveness reblog

Just a bunch of random photos of two idiots (Kou and Mitsuba)

Just Hanako-kun blushing or embarrassed

Nene and Aoi

A funny detail about the hamsters' space wars

Backstage 1

A tiny Tsukasa trying to put a birthday hat on top of his hat

Just a little ghost and an exorcist boy being best friends

Strangely similar….

"We're the same"

Karma

Hanako and Tsuchigomori

Just Tsukasa having his patience tested

I've been thinking (Tsukasa and Hanako)

#tbhk #toilet bound hanako kun #jshk #jibaku shounen hanako kun #amane yugi #aidairo #hanako kun #yugi twins #hanakokun #jshk spoilers #LunarFairy

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