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giramie week day 3: spiderwebs/bug bites(?)
kingchan cameo!
#inspired by the prompt but i guess it kinda diverged#we have now left burger king but the miscommunication continues...#anyway posting earlier in the day today because i like how this one turned out#ohsama sentai kingohger#giramie#giramie week#gira hastie#jeramie brasieri#king ohger#post tag#art tag#everyone knows this meme right#i guess its been a bit since it was going around#so stupid that this is how i draw my first kiss in like three years
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#RVB#rvb#Red vs Blue#dexter grif#Epsilon church#a pinch of salt#But srsly just a joke meme#S19 looks like it's gonna be badass with all those sexy animations#but im still a tiny bit bitter we are gonna lose seasons15-17(18)#it just doesnt make sense to me#so many real moments#and not just with my two favs but with others as well#Red Team never gets nice things like Plot Advancement#i have an idea for an art piece and i need to get it out asap#my biggest hope is perhaps whatever happens doesn't happen right away. . . and after they win the fight they still party#like a calm before the shitstorm#they win#they party#then maybe everyone leave chorus?#THEN things go sideways?#Dunno... but we'll see soon enough#PS Yes I know Donut was also like the Duotagonist for 15-17#which again#Red Team Problems ; u ;
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everyone gets a turn in the ridiculous skintight edmondsuit. or at least, .everyone SHOULD
#a pre-sleep rarity... THERE ARE HUMANS IN MY BRAIN THIS TIME#idk i just missed them. there's something soothing about the fire water earth trio#been spending more time with the final trio (blade dante rei) lately and they bring lovable chaos#whereas the starter trio are tea parties and gentle smiles#edmond's outfit is iconic honestly it made me laugh for several minutes when i first saw it and i've never forgotten the feeling#imagine edmond going out to fetch some oats or smth#and when he comes out of the market he sees the entire clan cosplaying as him#it's not like the other soldiers have this uniform right? so it's an edmond exclusive?#maybe only ed gets the sash and badge#but everyone else gets those thigh high boots and capelet that ends just above their butts#in the universe where they must wrangle with dangling dicks ruining the flow of their outfit#ed and oli know how to tuck. they do it marvelously#yaku can either be slit-blessed (no need to alter his bits for the silhoeutte)#or CURSED with massive external dick. which is funnier bc then it's IMPOSSIBLE to walk around in an outfit like that#it's like the grey sweatpants meme. ur just tryna exist but all these jezebels keep staring at your dick outline#(jezebels is eiden)#nu carnival edmond#nu carnival olivine#nu carnival yakumo
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cleo so far this series
#trafficblr#life series#life series smp#secret life#secret life smp#secret life spoilers#zombiecleo#ethoslab#bdoubleo100#*comes crawling back with a meme*#LISTEN#there’s nothing to listen to idk there’s just a new life series to distract me from the horrors™️#ik it’s only ep 1 but i already adore this series it’s so good and everyone’s perspectives are so funny#hopefully this hasn’t been done yet but it’s all i could think about after cleo’s ep#bdubs immediately knowing who they were referring to and then the cleo etho team up !!!#i’m excited to see who else teams up#i actually really want jimmy and scar to team up and prove everyone wrong (or right)#also bigb was just so funny lying about his task for NO REASON once he was done#ANYWAYS yeah that is all pls go watch secret life for good times and then scream with me about it :)
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And for the holidays I give you memes! Memes everywhere!
I hope that all of you are having a wonderful time, but if not, I at least hope these silly doodles brought you a little joy!
I'm going to keep this short and sweet today, so to round this of: These doodles are based off of the fanfic Apex Polarity, which is written by the lovely @naffeclipse and Eclipse' design is based off of @themeeplord 's fantastic design!
And as a bonus, you will find an alteration and a bunch of Yeti slogans/puns under the cut:
and if you're wondering why I made so many gd yeti puns, it was for michael's mug. You gotta have some fitting and funny slogan for all mugs. Btw If any of you know some good yeti slogans and/or puns, please call me, I've been struggling.
Michael; local cryptid believer, but not cryptid enjoyer
Vanessa; POLAR BEARS
Eclipse; I'm having the best time of my life! :D
Y/n; I'm having A TIME :')
#apex polarity#polar!y/n#polar!vanessa#polar!michael#polar!eclipse#orca!eclipse#dca#dca au#OK! Here comes the obligatory extra thoughts section- from top to bottom order- GO!!!#BEHOLD!: is the will smith meme- but it's also kind of a reference to the “BEHOLD- a man!” joke but- you know- in reverse :P#also if you wondering why Y/n is kind of T-posing- it's the 'I have too many layers of clothes so I'm sort of T-posing' pose#I love drawing them like that XD#and also I'm giving them a little sass- you know- as a treat 💅❇️#NDA: I love michael. He's been through shit and is trying so hard to keep everyone safe-#and for that I want to give him a break and a hug :')#POLAR BEARS: I know and you know and SHE knows *nods knowingly* polar bears XD#Me and the bad bitch: this fits so well with polar!y/n but it would be an even better fit for hare!y/n XD#my pronouns: Sorry Y/n- eclipse will like you no matter the gender- so you're stuck! Good luck! XD#Yeti puns: OK so Michael knows sirens exists right?#So I was thinking that he's probably a cryptid believer- but not so much a cryptid enjoyer#So I was trying to make a mug slogan that was kind of both#but that was HARD- so in the end I picked just a pure and very simple yeti pun for his mug#the 'Yeti? Not on my watch!' ties back to michael believeing in cryptids- but not liking them#so yes- my headcanon is he will send cryptids to Uno hell if possible#at 'yeti spagetti!' I was grasping at straws- NOTHING RHYMES WITH YETI EXCEPT SPAGETTI!! Also yes-#spagetti is misspelled and I'm going to keep misspelling it because why tf is there an H in the word spagetti? NAY I SAY!! *GASP* ok done!#again I hope all of you are doing well in these times#and I'm sorry for being so late in saying this naff (got caught up in the holiday prep)- but I hope you're feeling better now! Ik how#stressful it can be around the holidays- but I hope this cheered you up and that you'll get to relax after chirstmas!#NOW I NEED TO STOP BECAUSE I'VE REACHED THE TAG LIMIT- happy holidays everyone and hope you have a good one!
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Hi there !!! I wanted to let you know your bad batch art is BEAUTIFUL I'm always happy to see it cross my dash!! Your art style is so pretty and I love the way you draw Tech!!
Do you have anymore sketches of Tech we haven't seen yet? No pressure <3!!! Have a lovely day :DD
Oh my that's so sweet thank you! éAè <3 <3 <3 Hughhhhh well since you ask nicely I dug into my wip folder and found a sketch ^^
#star wars#star wars the bad batch#the bad batch fanart#tbb fanart#Thank you for the ask!!#I had the worst day#Like every EU person right now hahahhahah *cries#Then I Fk up my hair coloration#Never use blue dye to tone white hair folk#I fucked up my cut too#How do you use a clipper on yourself#this close to go into a hair saloon with a picture of crosshair#(I can't I'm broke)#Then I broke a bottle of oil in my workshop#my favorite skincare oil TAT#It was a gift add to that#limited edition#will never find it again#then I made zero progress on my portfolio#then I went on my favorite job website#Ofc everyone want people with 10+ years senior xp#then it was too late to do sport so I felt bad for not doing sport#then started to draw a meme for reddit#reddit deleted it 'cause my karma's to small#then started to draw tbb to forget#and it was 2 am#but then nice people send me nice messages TAT <3#tbb fandom know you're the only thing motivating me theses days haha XD#ok good night
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I-
hum.
#That 21 one questions meme#I don’t know if I should feel sorry yet.#Maybe there are several reasons why the people tried to discourage me to play this-#Have I ruined the thing for you ?#If so ; I’m moderately sorry ; also it’s never too late to unfollow -you know that right ?#I have forgotten many many things. But a few - probably meaningless or barely relevant - things seem a little clearer to me.#I hope this year will go ok. I don’t want to completely lose my mind. That’s my single wish right now.#these tags make less and less sense.#Don’t you find it easier to organise ur thoughts this way tho ? Little entries of words.#disco elysium#I need to say; I’m only day2 but if something ANYTHING happens to Kim ..#I’ll gun everyone down in this hellhole
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I FORGOT TO THROW OUT AFTER THE EPISODE RELEASED NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
#hand jumper#webtoon#sayeon lee#heron#ig??? BRUH..................#these fireworks are going to SET ME ON FIRE!!!!#but that's alr i guess!!!!!!!!!#because charcoal grilled prawn literally solves all my problems#before thinking about killing people i need everyone to sit down and think of their favourite food#and manifest the version of them that has it!!!!!!!!#maybe then all compulsions and intrusions of the mind can just go away#what if we all just pictured better versions of ourselves and just did it!!!#if we all stretched out our hands and tried we can at least live in the world knowing we did try!!#and it's better than not trying!!!!! AND BEING USELESS PIECES OF ROTTING GARBAGE!!!!!!#idk i've had a shit three years man i don't think i can take this any longer#IGNORE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#AND INSTEAD NOW LET'S THINK OF THE GOODIES YOU'RE GONNA GET IN TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#or now if you offer up your wallet to OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR sleepacross#and for the SMALL price of 5USD that's right 5USD!!!! this is to the people with credit/debit cards ofc#YOU CAN ACCESS THE GOATACROSS QNA BECAUSE IT IS PEAK!!!!!!#but just because the juninators[on here in case they aren't in the server] need to hear this so we can all sing happy birthday to her#INSTEAD OF MISSING IT FOR TWO YEARS#AND HAVING A WHOLE WINTER/CHRISTMAS COMPETITION IN DISCORD WITH MEMES AND ALL WITHOUT THIS CRUCIAL INFORMATION!!!!!!!#I THINK BECAUSE I KEEP THESE IN TAGS IT'S SAFE TO SAY THAT HER BIRTHDAY IS DEC 24TH AND WE SHOULD ALL SAY HAPPY LATE/HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY#TO OUR BELOVED QUEEN JUNI CHANG#BECAUSE NOW I JUST SHAFTED A 40K WIP I NEVER FINISHED FOR LAST YEAR'S WINTER SEASON FOR THE CHRISTMAS EPISODE OF 2024 IN THE RECYCLE BIN!!#BUT NOW WE CAN GIVE HER QUINTICE THE AMOUNT OF GIFTS THIS YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! SO LET'S DO THAT INSTEAD!!!!#ONE FOR HER BIRTHDAY!!!! ONE FOR CHRISLER!!! ONE FOR CIVIL SERVICE APPRECIATION DAY!!!!!#ANOTHER FOR BEING PEAK MENTOR!!!!! AND ANOTHER ONE FOR BEING GOD'S SILLIEST SOLDIER!!!![in our hearts!!]#APOLOGIES AS ALWAYS IF YOU MADE IT THIS FAR HERE!!!! AND A GOOD EVENING TO YOU ALL!!!!
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I just want to grab Mel Medarda's hand and drag her away from the misogyny of some j*yvik shippers
#nothing wrong with shipping jayvik. i know it's fun and the drama of it all is interesting#also not saying that all j*yvik shippers are like this but... let's be for real A LOT are#I guess it was stupid to expect that the fandom would learn and change this season#I just saw a post saying they couldn't think of any arcane m/f ship for a meme so they used jinx and ekko...#and when someone pointed out that mel and jayce were right there the answer was “yeah but they're not as interesting as j*yvik”#and that “she's too manipulative” lol my brother in christ everyone in the show is flawed and terrible at times#she's an awesome character fuck you#shipper addicts be normal about female characters challenge impossible#arcane#mel medarda#dan is ranting again
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ok so realistically i know theres important character reasons Kendra (and Seth and Warren by extension) never suspect Gavarog. It’s the old society trick to set up threats as team bonding exercises, etc, etc. plus this is a new and unfamiliar world thats rapidly overtaking her real world and replacing all her existing relationships, and right now Gavarog’s like the only member of her magical-worl peer group, so she doesnt want him to be a traitor, just like she didnt want Vanessa, her only female mentor to be a traitor, etc , etc.
but also i wholeheartedly 100% believe that every time Gavin did some truly bizarre, weird ass shit Kendra was just like. damnnnn…. average home school kid behavior.
#like fr tho#is it not just#damn why is this kid whose always telling me about his social anxiety somehow not even a little anxious when we’re actually doing shit#also why is he simultaneously the cockiest motherfucker alive#oh right he grew up on a preserve#damn did this fucking teenager just casually offer to carry a full grown man on his back while jumping at full speed over ledges???#damn i always knew homeschool kids are freaks#like maybe this is my mormon background showing#but everyone knows the stereotypical homeschool kid (tm) right??#fablehaven#why does this kid just casually seem to know what hes found more than every actual grown adult on this dragon preserve?#well shit it this is what he was doing instead of algebra#this poor kid#his father should be in jail#oh shit kendra you cant say that navarog ate his dad 😬#why didnt he laugh at my meme refrence?#damn his dad was probably just like grandpa#has he ever even seen a computer before?#…… tbh breaking kendras stream of thought here#but shit maybe im more sleep-deprived than i thought
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shinichi: *takes a deep breath* shinichi: i lo- anyone who has spent five seconds around shinichi ever: yes, you love ran, we know, you love mōri ran so much, she's the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love ran, we KNOW , you love ran you fucking love ran ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE MŌRI RAN. WE GET IT.
#detective conan#mouri ran#kudou shinichi#meme strikes#la junk talks#detco posting#shinran#my beloveds#i swear this is the last one for today#but... you have to admit. it's accurate#no one simps like kudou shinichi#(to be fair sasaki shuumei is on a similar level. but shinichi and sasaki simp in different ways sooooooo...)#i love how the whole class is invested in their relationship lmao#and you know they all know how much a simp he is for ran#it's just so obvious. when he looks at her with stars in his eyes and a matching blush#i love how in the first ep/chapter it's already established#how much he loves ran#(and same for ran too... god i fckin love them all right?)#this just fits for him#if detco characters had social media his classmates would make fun of him like this#and i bet ran would be all confused (pre-confession) or (post confession) a blushing mess (but delighted)#Shenanigans in Beika-verse this is a thing i bet and would totally exist#that fic changed my brain chemistry and is an endless source of Happy Hormone Cocktail#anyways happy sunday everyone thank you for coming to my ted talk
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Ryuji: Fuck Akechi
Akira: Yes, sir
Akira: *walks up to Akechi and kisses him on the mouth*
Akira: Would you like to take this somewhere...a little more private?
Ryuji: Not like that!
#sorry if this already exists#akeshu#shuake#ryuji sakamoto#akira kurusu#sera memes#lowkey wanna draw this now#I'm imagining it during that one scene where Akechi walks up to the group in the train station or whatever#and everyone acts super awkward. idk it's been a long time since I played you know what I'm talking abt right#akechi's face is beet red btw but he's into it
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Open discussion: is it an #antariproblem or an #antarikink?
Probably both
(profile pics credit: @/lasq.draws on IG)
#me 🫱🏻🫲🏻 innuendos lmao we all know kellila are kinky right#and antari find blood a kink. they love to spill it and be covered in it but it's also a problem bc everyone wants a piece of them#adsom#a darker shade of magic#kell maresh#lila bard#holland vosijk#shades of magic#the fragile threads of power#tftop#a gathering of shadows#a conjuring of light#adsom memes#my posts 4
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Finally from the second whumptober list: October 29 ownership/branding - any character BUT the branding/ownership has to be something they're doing to protect the other person / Brand Or Die
Thank you for lighting my brain on fire with this one, holy shit. Sorting out who I would do it with was really the hardest part, there's so much potential, especially delving into AUs, but I think this was the best canon option and of course you knew it was coming because I could not shut up. XD
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Xiao is not surprised by the attack. He had not known its time or its place, but the fact of it had been inevitable. Morax and his yaksha generals cannot shelter him forever.
He is alone on the training field, practicing in the generals' absence. They are on the battlefield, serving Morax against his enemies. Xiao should be there too, but Morax has deemed him not yet fit--had dismissed him when he presented himself among the yaksha on the battle's eve, telling him that he must mend completely before he enters the fight in his savior's name. So all Xiao can do is train until he regains the strength he lost after his hated last master's defeat, and hope for Morax's swift approval of his efforts.
The attackers, it seems, mean to give him no chance to try and repay his debt on the field of battle. It is not only Morax whom he owes a debt to, after all. That debt is one of gratitude; the one that he owes these people is one of guilt.
It's because of both debts that he doesn't fight back. While the Millelith are on the field of battle too, some of these are Morax's people: injured soldiers or yaksha who have been held back as Xiao was, or civilians inexpertly wielding weapons or expertly wielding tools of the farmers' trade. They are under Morax's protection, and it would be unbearably shameful to harm them. The others may not be under his guardianship, may be bound to other gods, but they are people Xiao has wronged, too. From their resentment alone he knows these are the comrades and kin of the many righteous souls he was once forced to slaughter.
He does retreat, step by step, lifting his spear only to block strikes with the shaft, ducking or side-stepping others. Not all are so easily turned away. By the time he's backed up to the wall of the training grounds, he's already covered with dozens of minor wounds, cuts and bruises and gouges where borrowed blades or swinging hoes found their mark. His attackers crowd in, and there's no longer room to sidestep--not without bowling over the teary-eyed, half-grown child on his left, or the fierce-faced old woman to his right.
A one-armed yaksha right in front of him wrenches his spear from his hands with her good arm. "My whole division," she hisses, eyes glowing with fury, "every one of them."
"My father," the child says, fierce-faced through his tears, and, "My daughter," says the woman. Xiao tilts his head back as the yaksha spins the spear, feeling the weight of their massed resentment seizing at his throat. He doesn't wish to die. If he had, Morax's hand, outheld, would not have been such a blessing. But he knows that he deserves it, that Morax's act had been an unthinkable grace.
As his own spear is leveled against him, Xiao tilts his head back, baring his throat. Then there's a sudden clatter from the gates to the right, and a sudden scramble amid the outraged group, and then Bosacius is in amid them, roaring remonstrations, flinging the yaksha who'd taken his spear from him to the ground. Xiao sags against the wall, lets his head fall, and closes his eyes.
He should feel grateful for this rescue, as he had for Morax's outstretched hand. Yet the unsatisfied resentment all around him grinds against his soul like broken glass.
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Morax stands before an assembly of allies just as furious as he is, even if none of them can shake the ground with their rage. Their alliance is a precarious one, for Celestia has made clear that only one with power of their scope can be left alive at the end of its holy war. Just as Morax has built a seal against the thought of that when he sits in peaceful moments with Guizhong, he typically walls it away when dealing with these allies.
How they cope he does not know. All of them are in agreement as to how gods should treat their mortal dependents; thus they have agreed to remain allied until circumstances leave them no other choice. Right now, though, the ire crackling between them makes him wonder if at least one is contemplating an earlier break.
"I will not *punish* my people for attempting to do what you already should have done," says that most furious god, smoke swirling about their ashen form.
(Three years from now one of their own yaksha, much-beloved, will die in a stratagem Morax devises, and they will be crushed beneath Azhdaha's power when they try to assassinate Morax in revenge. Morax will make contracts with all of their remaining yaksha who do not follow their lead, and eventually all those who survive the War and its aftermath will willingly perish in the Chasm, redeeming that ancient breach.)
"They have already suffered enough," says another, more reasonable, whose grainy skin crunches at every movement. "I am willing to forbid them from another such attempt, but punishment will only harden their resentment."
(Five years from now he will sacrifice himself to guard his people's retreat from Osial, begging Bonanus to carry his plea that Morax take on his people's care. Morax will accept that final contract, and they will become fishers and sailors, the ones whose knowledge helps build Liyue Harbor when the Guili Plains flood.)
Nails that glitter like clearwater jade flash as the third gestures wordlessly to the God of Sand, silently echoing his sentiments.
(Eleven years from now she will depart in silence and fade away, pouring herself into the waters of Lisha, willing to diminish herself to avoid Celestia's edict and in the end losing all recognizable sense of who she once was. Morax will allow her people to build a shrine to her by the waters, and long after they have forgotten he will go now and then himself to burn incense to her memory.)
The God of Ash is not content with the conciliation--and it is conciliation; Morax can see the narrowed gem-like eyes and the stiffness of restraint--of the other two. They start forward, eyes flashing like embers. "What right did you have in the first place, Morax, to spare him? It was never only your people that he slaughtered. My own territory was also on *that* god's borders, and was just as much a battlefront! Yaksha I loved killed or dismembered at his hand, whole villages of mine lost to his appetite for dreams, and you let him live without even asking us?"
"Morax is not the first to have seized an enemy's yaksha as spoils of their defeat," Guizhong says, but even her calming smile and pointed look cannot soothe the smoke swelling out and beginning to fill the room.
Morax lets the ground shudder again beneath his feet. "I made a contract with Alatus. Whatever you may think I should have done, I cannot break it now."
"No," says the God of Sand, before the smoke can begin to choke them or the floor itself crack. "But your contracts with your yaksha require them only to defend *your* people from harm. I don't think it's unreasonable to ask that in this case, you require of him another, asking that all of ours be safe as well."
The God of Shells nods, ornaments of noctilucous jade and coral chiming in her hair. "And we will witness its making."
"Very well."
By Bosacius' report, Xiao had already refused to harm their people, not only Morax's own. The request isn't only reasonable; he doesn't doubt that his newest yaksha will welcome it. He has seen the weight of guilt in Xiao's eyes already. Had he not demanded his service in repayment for sparing his life, he doubts Xiao would ever have risen from where he knelt the moment after his last master's death, offering himself up to Morax's spear.
"And I will invoke another contract," the God of Ash says, "since you value those more than you value our goodwill. The one between us dictates the punishment of those of your underlings who without provocation harm our own. It does not limit that harm to what is done in your service. I will allow my comrades to let him off lightly, as he is no longer *that* god's yaksha, but at the very least, you will make clear that he is now yours."
"How so?" asks Guizhong, her gaze sharp, as she puts a gentle hand on Morax's arm.
"By inscribing both your first contract and this second directly into his flesh. I could demand his death!" they hiss before Morax can roar his denial. "If you agree to all our terms, I will be merciful, and demand only this."
This time, the floor does crack, tiles parting in twain. Yet Morax can feel the clauses of the contract draw tight as the God of Ash invokes them, binding him more firmly than any rope. It is his will that spoke them into being; it is his power that goes with them if he breaks them from within.
"Very well," he says, and this time it is not a polite concession, but a dragon's angry growl, resonating within the smoke.
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Morax is angry, and Xiao does not know why.
He outlines the terms of the contracts he is bound by, and has no choice but to bind Xiao by in turn, in a voice that drops now and then into a growl. So, too, does the ground shake beneath him as he does. Xiao had dropped to his knees the moment he entered Morax's presence, and so he does not stumble and lose his footing, but each little tremor makes him bow his head lower, useless as it seems to appease this rumbling rage.
However it might show around them, though, Morax restrains it enough to touch Xiao only gently, his grip firm but not at all tight. He raises Xiao's chin as if he's handling some precious object, and forces Xiao to meet his eyes. Xiao resists the urge to close them. This is Morax's will.
"Do you agree to this contract?" Morax asks.
Xiao is confused by the question, but he has been asked for an answer. "As my lord wishes," he says, lowering his gaze, since Morax's hold on him prevents him from bowing his head.
The ground shakes again, harder. His answer has not softened his god's anger either. But Morax's grip stays perfectly steady, not tightening one iota. "Then we will go and have it witnessed," he says in a voice like a mountain readying an avalanche.
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There are no other witnesses but the other three gods and Guizhong at his side. Morax would have fought for that if he had to. Xiao could be a great general of yaksha someday, should his spirit mend from the damage done to it, and Morax would not have those he might lead witness his torment. Not even his other generals, who have taken Xiao under their wing; Guizhong had whispered that it might be better for them not to witness it either, for the sake of Xiao's pride.
Pride is not something Xiao's wounded spirit is capable of, but she isn't wrong. That will come with mending. Morax would not have him look back then and feel this shames him in front of those who wish to welcome him as their brother-in-arms.
Xiao strips to the waist without hesitation when Morax instructs him to bare his skin. He starts to drop to his knees, to bow his head. The God of Ash demands that he stand.
"I need a more stable surface," Morax says.
Turning his back to Morax, Xiao says, "I will be so for my lord."
His spine is a straight line of determination, but for all the firmness in his voice, it comes out flat. The resentment swirling around this room is strong enough that even Morax can feel it; a yaksha, far more sensitive, must feel deeply oppressed. A god's resentment is a powerful thing, and these three carry not just their own wounds but those of all their followers.
"Very well," Morax says, with the weight of the contract he's forging, and raises his hand to draw it across the small of Xiao's back.
The first stroke runs at an angle across Xiao's spine. His skin shivers under Morax's stroke. Power flows with it, out of Morax's fingertips and into his flesh, twisting and hardening it, leaving a raised thick line that isn't a burn but twists like one into a keloid scar. Unlike a scar, Morax knows it still aches with the weight of his power. Such alteration of flesh only slowly becomes bearable, and never entirely loses its feeling.
Aside from the involuntary twitch, Xiao does not move at all. He stares straight ahead. From behind Morax can't see his face. He wouldn't be surprised if it's impassive; Xiao's tendency towards stoicism has been clear since his first day in Morax's keeping.
Without raising his fingertips from Xiao's skin, he draws the next line, shorter, slanted upwards in the other direction. The keloid lines left behind are reddened, but darkening quickly to rusted brown. When they finally heal, they'll be amber. Morax has inscribed contracts in this way before. All of the previous have been upon the unwilling.
Three more lines, each shorter than the last, all connected together in one folding triangular shape. A contract such as this does not need to be inscribed in words to be binding. Not when it's Morax's power that makes it such. The stamp of Geo is all that is necessary, and will double, for the God of Ash's satisfaction, as a brand.
Morax raises his hand a few inches. "So," he says, a dragon's growl, letting the floor shake for a second while there's no risk it will make Xiao stumble and mar the pattern. "That affirms the first contract. I will begin the second."
Words, clauses, careful phrasings pile up in his mind, stones building the unyielding wall that will bar Xiao from harming the people of any allied gods. Morax sets his fingertips back against Xiao's skin.
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The God of Ash is staring at Xiao with a hunger that is both like and unlike Xiao's previous master. *That* god had delighted in the pain Xiao caused others, sometimes demanding he drag prisoners into the court and dispose of them exactly as instructed, slowly and exactingly or swiftly and messily at turns. When the whim had struck and no prisoners were at hand, Xiao had also suffered for that delight. There is something of that in this god's burning eyes.
It isn't, though, quite the same. Xiao doesn't dare to meet that gaze, knows it would only offend further; instead he fixes his own on the far wall, looking past all three of Morax's allies. He stills himself as he had stilled himself when his previous master had looked around the court for someone to enact that suffering upon. He has never been certain how to act under torture. If he stood impassive, his past master had made it worse in order to draw out a reaction; when he let it show too early, the punishment for weakness had been just as bad. But staying expressionless when he was doling it out always seemed to bore that god faster, just a little, so that he had to inflict slightly less pain to those he killed.
Morax is the god of Geo. Xiao hopes that a stone face is what he wants.
The first line feels like a wall dropped upon the base of his spine. It's only his control of Anemo that keeps Xiao from gasping. He pulls air in and out, slow and steady, as Morax continues the pattern.
Pain is familiar. That doesn't make it any less unpleasant, but it does make it easier to bear. What hangs heavier on Xiao's shoulders is the weight of resentment in the room. That of his attackers' has been festering in his chest since that failed attack, dragging at each breath. Having their gods before him, the focus of all their angry prayers, increases that weight tenfold.
The weight of all his sins. Those angry prayers are pleas for a justice that Morax has chosen to exempt him from. Xiao knows that he deserves even more punishment than this.
But *Morax* has chosen to exempt him. And by doing so, he has taken any choice away from Xiao. All Xiao can do is the will of his new master, the one who spared him in battle, the one who gave him a name, the one who took his service in exchange. It is Morax's will that he lives. The contract Morax is inscribing upon his flesh is its testimony.
Therefore, it is Xiao's obligation to accept this weight, and refuse to let it crush him. No matter what his sins might deserve.
Each line carries equal weight to the first, driving into the small of his back with all the force that Morax can bring to bear. Such force has carved valleys and uprooted mountains, raised cities and drawn the dragon Azhdaha from the earth. Xiao breathes in and out, long and slow, gaze still pinned on the wall beyond but slowly going unfocused as all his concentration centers in on bearing it.
Morax lifts his hand. Xiao is only half-aware of the ground shaking, or what he's saying. He's intimately aware of the sigil of his new god, and agonizingly aware of the one inscribed upon his back. He knows that it's only half-finished. There will be more.
"As Rex Lapis, known as Morax, God of Contracts, I make this contract with my yaksha general Alatus, known as Xiao."
Xiao just barely manages not to start. General? He's no general. Morax doesn't even consider him yet fit for the field. But the names are true, and he can feel Morax's power leaning upon him to answer. If this is some contractual loophole that Morax is crafting, all Xiao can do is play along. If it's not... all Xiao can do is answer as Morax desires.
"I, Alatus, make this contract with my lord," he says, making himself look again at the wall. There is an uneven crack in the wood caused by the shaking of the floor; he knows it to be from that tremor just now, because it wasn't there before.
This time, the line drawn across Xiao's back doesn't feel like a wall coming down. It feels like grit ground into a wound, or raw flesh dragged across gravel. The grinding feeling of it doesn't cease when Morax's finger comes to a stop, but continues to build, growing steadily and without surcease.
"As my servant, you will respect the servants of my allies as if they were your own comrades."
"I will, my lord," Xiao says.
The second line is as grating harsh as the first, the same sensation of sharp pebbles poured into his flesh. Continuing to pour, as the first line continues to grind, the pain of it steadily rising high.
"You will protect, defend, and give shelter to the people of my allies as if they were my own people."
"I will, my lord."
As the third line gouges through his flesh, the first two seem almost to feed upon it. The pain is so intense, so grating and blunt, that Xiao could almost imagine it turning into pressure, like gravel is indeed piling up on open wounds, gouging flesh as it sinks deeper.
"You will never turn your strength upon them, or do them harm," Morax says, voice hard and rumbling dragon-loud, "except to defend yourself, and then only in defense."
The weight of the other gods' resentment redoubles, and the God of Ash hisses, something crackling in the sound, like flame being stirred by wind. "*Never*," Xiao gasps out, not sure whether he's choking on his sins or on smoke.
He welcomes the fourth line, the grating, digging agony of it, the first by now truly incomprehensible as anything but pressure if he wishes to stay conscious. The hunger in the God of Ash's eyes isn't delight at all. It's pure and eager hate.
"Should the general Alatus break this contract, his life, and his service with me, are forfeit, by my guarantee."
The last line is almost painless compared to the still-building pressure of those before. Xiao feels like he's floating, light-headed, aware of nothing but the Anemo flowing around him and the screaming agony at the small of his back. He has to consciously force air into his lungs to find breath for an answer.
"As my lord wills," he says, and the escalating pain of the new contract solidifies all at once, all five lines of it hammering into his spine with the implacable weight of stone.
Morax lifts his hand away and catches Xiao easily as he falls. Xiao catches a glimpse of the God of Ash's face before he folds over the solid bar of his lord's arm. Their satisfaction is almost glee, and yet, for the first time Xiao feels a sense of satisfaction in return. A modicum of justice has been done, within the limitations imposed by Morax's will.
Some of the weight of resentment in the room has eased. Not much, not when these gods hold all of their peoples' as well as their own. But witnessing his punishment must have been some salve. As much as being so punished had been for him. The guilt doesn't drag so heavily now.
He tries to stand again, but there's no strength in his limbs. Morax lifts him over his shoulder as easily as if he were a sash being tried on. He is careful not to touch the brand, though Xiao doesn't imagine that his touch would make it hurt any more than it already does.
"Our contract is complete," Morax says. Whether to Xiao or to the other gods, Xiao doesn't know. It must include those others, for Morax turns and strides out of the room with Xiao still over his shoulder, Guizhong a floating presence trailing along behind. Each step shakes the ground.
As they leave the gods' resentment behind entirely, Xiao's breath comes easier, and easier still. The weight of his sins still lies within him, and always well. But its weight is counterbalanced by the weight of his lord's symbol at the base of his spine. Xiao will accept that stamp without question. The pain is nothing against the guarantees that it provides.
#this is not xiaozhong (that's the name right?) but in my heart it is pre-xiaozhong. by like a thousand years at least. but still#also this is a section of canon i am not super up on and everyone else i know into them knows so much more so forgive any slip-ups XD;;#fic bits#asked and answered#why not meme i guess#hey xiao tell me about this fanfic#rex lapis is a whole identity crisis#why do i STILL not have a zhongli and xiao tag. why not. how not. sob
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#crossing my fingers this hasnt been done w these exact ships but i was thinking abt parallells lol :)#ill add the og meme if i need to but everyone knows it right 😭#saw#saw 2004#chainshipping#pintshipping#shotgunshipping#lynnmanda#click
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I kinda got a fic involving one of these two to focus on (spoiler alert: it's the cooler one, and I don't mean the one HAL tried to make look cooler), but I'll just drop a meme like this and maybe save any possible rant for another day. Or hopefully someone else will beat me to that.
#kirby#hyness#not tagging elfilis just so i don't risk stirring to much crap#ftr i completely understand being uncomfortable with hyness's cultism and mistreatment of the mages#and i'm also aware that it's up in the air if he has a good heart#but like. he was taking care of his girls and trying desperately to bring back everyone destroyed by his former allies and GOT CORRUPTED#you know like sectonia and haltmann and furry haltmann and oh right NOT ELFILIS#i seriously see people go like “elfilis deserves hugs and redemption. also hyness deserves to go to hades.” and like what?#like no offense to elfilis fans but this is the most baffling blorbofication comparison possible#elfilis deserves hades (and certainly deserved that capsule even if the ancients were no saints).#hyness (and the mages of course) deserves freaking therapy.#anyways woo! peridot memes! gotta love peridot! please don't kill me
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