#flame lore

[stormsthatrage]

Have an angsty KHR AU (Playing fast and loose with flame lore and characterization. Also, I haven't figured out what the 10th Gen Guardians are doing during all this, but whatever it is, it involves So Many miscommunications.)

The AU:

Tsuna doesn't want to be a mafia boss. He hates the violence, he hates the danger, he hates knowing that if he messes up, it can get people killed.

But no one really listens to him. Not even Reborn, who just sees Tsuna's whole "I don't want to be a mafia boss" thing as a sort of juvenile rebellion phase.

(But it's not. Every time one of Tsuna's people comes home hurt, every time Tsuna has to inflict harm on the battlefield, every time Tsuna is exposed to the casual cruelty of the underworld, it damages something inside of him. It scars his soul. He hates it. He does not want to be a mafia boss.)

And then Timoteo's health declines. (These next two paragraphs were heavily inspired by Break These Chains on Me by Luki on AO3.) Tsuna, knowing his time is running out and absolutely desperate, tries to make plans to get tf out. Maybe he signs up for civilian university. Maybe he makes plans to travel. Maybe he tries to create a fake identity to just run. And Tsuna, who has learned to rely on and trust Reborn -- after everything, how could he not -- confides in him about these plans.

And Reborn -- who has never really understood why Tsuna hates the mafia -- thinks this is one last (highly irritating) attempt at a teenage rebellion. It's not entirely unexpected, what with the weight of being Don Vongola looming over Tsuna's shoulders. And so, in a true Disappointed Reborn fashion, he responds with a harsh but effective lesson. He plays along with Tsuna's escape plans for a bit, and then. And then. It's the day Tsuna plans to vanish, and Reborn sits Tsuna down at the table, with Xanxus and Timoteo, and tells Tsuna if he doesn't fall in line Bad Things are gonna happen to his people.

(Reborn does not intend this to be an actual threat. It's supposed to be a slap on the wrist. A sort of, "Yeah, you're a teenager, but you need to start conducting yourself more seriously, knock it off before I actually get mad." Sure, Vongola is threatening to kidnap Tsuna's mom, but the kidnappers are just going to take her out for tea and cake and a spa night, and when Tsuna shows up to rescue her she'll be fine. The real punishment will be the physical path to go get her -- Reborn has an Embarrassing Obstacle Course TM planned.

And so on, for all of Tsuna's precious ones.

Reborn does not consider that Tsuna might actually believe the severity of the threats. After all they've been through, after all they've done for each other, Reborn knows Tsuna would never believe that Reborn could actually hurt Tsuna's people.)

But Tsuna. Well, Tsuna's on a different page. This life is killing him, slowly, and when Reborn tells him that he never intended to help Tsuna escape, it hits Tsuna like a full-on betrayal. And while mere minutes before, Tsuna knew that Reborn would never even dream of harming Tsuna's people, Tsuna no longer can trust this. Tsuna fully and absolutely believes that Reborn's threats are real, and that there will be permanent consequences if he doesn't comply.

It gets worse.

Tsuna thought Reborn actually cared about him. Reborn had, slowly but inevitably, become something like a father to Tsuna. But in that moment, Tsuna realizes that he actually was just a job all along.

And Xanxus. Tsuna also thought Xanxus cared about him. He thought they had come to an understanding. He thought they were starting to become brothers, of a sort -- bonded by battle and trauma and shared responsibilities, by nights complaining to each other over dinner or over the phone. And as Tsuna sits across from them, hearing his people threatened and knowing he is, in fact, going to be forced to Italy, he comes to believe that none of that new brotherhood was real.

And Tsuna realizes he has no choice. He never had a choice. He will end up in Italy, as Don Vongola, no matter how much it is going to kill him inside.

And worse: the people he has come to love clearly do not love him back. If they did, they would not be doing this to him. And sitting at that kitchen table, seeing the disappointment in Reborn and Xanxus' eyes, he knows that he is never going to be enough.

But he knows, he knows, that he isn't going to survive Italy without having them in his life supporting him. Because even if they don't love him, he does, truly, love them.

And he comes to the conclusion that if he remains as he is -- weak, useless Tsuna -- not only will he inevitably lose them, but he just flat out won't survive the life stretching out (long, so long, and so so desolate) before him.

So he uses his flames.

He images the mafia boss that they want him to be (as he perceives it). He thinks about all the characteristics they must want him to have, all the things they expect him to want, and he conjures an image of this better Tsuna in his mind. And then he harmonizes with it, becomes one with this false image of himself.

But it doesn't work, not all the way. There are still bits of him, the original, weak, disappointing Tsuna left. He can feel it, in the dread at the thought of the life before him. In the shocked-hurt he feels at this betrayal. In the agony of knowing that they don't care about him, they never cared about him, they only care about his title.

So he puts those bits of himself in ice.

And suddenly, the years ahead don't seem so bad. Suddenly, the betrayal seems reasonable -- after all, wasn't he acting so silly, so juvenile, trying to escape like that. Suddenly, it doesn't matter that they don't love him back -- of course they don't, why would they love him? -- all that matters is he loves them. As long as he keeps himself in check, and matches their expectations, nothing is wrong.

Tsuna looks at them, sitting across the table, and complies with their demands.

Reborn does, for a moment, think that it happens a bit too easily. There's none of the usual screeching, no dragging of the heels, no protests. Right then, Reborn fully expects it to boil over at some point in the future. (He thinks, maybe, that Tsuna is playing along now, but will have a teenagery-protest again as it gets closer to the time they leave for Italy.)

(It never happens.)

Reborn thinks, merely, that Tsuna has put on the mantle of maturity. It's a little ahead of schedule of what he was expecting, but then again, Tsuna has always exceeded expectations.

Time passes. Timoteo's health declines. He dies. Tsuna goes to Italy, and becomes a mafia boss.

(It's a golden age. Tsuna is just as compassionate and selfless and determined as Reborn always knew he would be. There is a peace, unlike anything the underworld has ever seen, because of his rule.

This peace is a result of the core of Tsuna peeking out. It always would have happened.)

It's five years into Tsuna's reign before people begin to realize that something is really, really wrong with Tsuna.

They do figure it out, eventually. And when they do, when they realize what happened and what caused it, it breaks them, just as much as they broke Tsuna all those years ago.

[aceofthegreenajah]

So @tls12lessthan3 and @libzarzar have enabled my corrent orv obsession and my forever khr obsession. This is me assigning flames (sky flames only, no earth flames) to orv characters! ALL the orv spoilers. I will be vague about them but I will allude to things in the epilogue.

I have done my best to rely on canonical info about flames and not my headcanons.

KDJ - Sky I feel like this is pretty self-evident. The most telling thing about being a sky is how people react to them. People grow very attached to KDJ; they look up to him; they follow his lead; they want to impress him and protect him. He holds the group together and they start to fall apart when he's away for too long. (See: both his first 'longer' death and the epilogue).

That isn't the only thing, though. Skies have a stubbornness and unwillingness to change (see: Tsuna refusing Vongola all the way to the end and everything about Xanxus as prime examples). They won't change for others lightly, and they don't generally accept anyone or anything as an authority. They might sort of align themselves with an organization or another sky, but ultimately they always follow their own goals.

These are both very KDJ things - he puts his party through hell with his self-sacrificial tendencies but even though he realizes this, and knows it is shitty, he doesn't really change. And he shows no subservience to any power, even those that could crush him like an ant.

Skies like to surround themselves with people - as KDJ does. The sky might be posessive over them, but they don't really grow dependent on them, and rarely confide in them. (See: multiple skies in khr are willing to sacrifice their elements for their plans. Tsuna not being willing to sacrifice them for leadership of Vongola just means his goal is never obtaining said leadership. Which he says himself at any opportunity. KDJ is not willing to sacrifice any of them presicely because his goal is a happy ending for everyone.)

KDJ he shows multiple instances of posessiveness - first thing that comes to mind is when he has just recruited SYS and determines that she can never know YJH just in case that makes her leave KDJ for YJH. He grows to rely on their abilities in his plans; that doesn't mean he relies on them as people emotionally. He always holds himself a little separate.

Some skies are also good at reading and understanding people - reading comprehension and omniscient reader's viewpoint, anyone? All of KDJ's skills dovetail nicely into an aspect of sky flames. Not exactly, of course, but Tsuna can tell the difference between illusion and reality (fourth wall) and you could argue bookmark is about comprehending and then harmonizing with someone. There are skies with different types of future sight (hyper intuition, and the seer bloodline in Giglio Nero skies). You can dig for more - there's plenty of material to work with there.

YJH - cloud Clouds are incredibly strong, independent, slow to grow loyal but incredibly loyal once it is earned (yet still independent to the end). Their growth (in power) is exponential.

YJH is the strongest human character (probably). He always makes his own plans and goes his own way, unless the others can wrangle him to participating in the group. Even to the very end. He does grow loyalty to KDJ (but not really subservience) but it happens very slowly, and yet he is one of the two characters most unable to let go of him at the end. Tell me that isn't textbook cloud.

HSY - mist(sky) So. My first instinct for HSY is mist.

Mists are creative and imaginative. They are subtle when they want to and incredibly theatrical at other times. They also have an independent streak, and a tendency to refuse reality and twist it to their own whims.

Avatar is a skill that could fit into a few different flame types, but they could be mist constructs.

But I could also be talked into a full no-avatars HSY being a sky.

+ surrounded by people. The other HSY surronunds himself with people - she does play KDJ's role in many respects. Our HSY also surrounded himself with the disciples. The first group especially grew incredibly loyal.

+ HSY is also very stubborn and unwilling to bow to authority.

+ Predictive plagiarism could be a sky skill. As said khr skies have future related skills (hyper intuition and seers). I could see it as a mist skill as well (mist thing is creativity) but as avatar fits better in mist, predictive plagiarsm fits better in sky.

- On the other hand our HSY is eventually absorbed into KDJ's group and ceases to gather her own followers. Not a sky thing to do, but this is after she has lost >=50% of herself.

In short: it could be that HSY is originally a sky, but every time she creates an avatar she gives it some of her flames, and this has left our HSY a mist once >=50% of her flames are gone.

LHS - lightning Lightnings are hard to damage and their role is often protecting and taking damage for the other flames. Many lightnings we see are active and eager to take action. LHS fits this exactly.

JHW - storm Storms are, most of all, passionate. Gokudera is passionate about Tsuna and his hobbies; Fon is passinate about martial arts; Bel is passionate about his royalty and stabbing people. Whatever the storm wants, they have the drive to be the best and dedicate themselves fully.

JHW is very passionate about justice and right and wrong.

Her abilities also fit storm and the disintegration property storm flames have. Storm flames are extremely destructive and there are really no super effective countermeasures for them. All of JHW's abilities are OP and destructive as fuck flame abilities.

Now we come to the ones I am a little unsure about.

YSA - Rain/Sun But which one? Rains are officially 'tranquility', but their characters are all over the place. What most unites them is that they all have a purpose. Squalo has the sword and Xanxus; Takeshi had baseball and switches to Tsuna; Colonello and Lal have each other (at different points of their lives) and training their students and (at some point probably) their military careers. And so on.

There is also some sense of self stuff going on there.

Squalo hitched his whole existence on Xanxus practically on sight. That makes him sound spontanous, and the loud and rough exterior reinforces this image. But he is also Xanxus' second in command who ran Varia in his absence, and shows surprising insight at several moments (like in the future when training Takeshi). Stormy waters run deep?

Takeshi knows how to play the fool but not how to connect to people. He measured his self-worth by how good he was at his purpose (baseball) at first; when he formed any sort of connection with Tsuna he grew incredibly loyal and dedicated instantly. He continues to keep up the exterior that people are used to - when Takeshi drops the act, you know things are serious. Still waters run deep.

YSA is very good at putting on a calm or chipper or charming front. Is there an underlayer we rarely get to see? I'd argue yes. We see hints of this even in pre-canon - she was getting back at superiors at work without anyone suspecting her. She also is incredibly dedicated. She was valued employee at work, studied on her commute, then becomes dedicated to helping KDJ's group survive in the apocalypse and drives herself to death with it.

But she does fit into Sun as well.

Suns are energetic and constantly on the move, constantly doing something. When they do something they give it 200% level effort. They are ferocious, often chipper, sometimes hyperactive. They may be very fast healers.

Sangah is a high-achiever. At first she is competent at work, studying even on her commute. She bikes to work. When self-defence becomes a necessity, she grows to an incredible fighter very quickly. She uses her skills so much that eventually they start to kill her.

She is also chipper and cheerful by default, which is not a must for a sun but is still a very sun attitude. I Can Do It! Her focus is not only on skills but on people, and that and her upbringing as a wealthy woman may explain why she feels the need to put on a more placid surface. Social expectations she's internalized, you know.

So, since YSA could go either way (she can be both. people can have multiple flames) let's check out our last (adult) member to see where she falls into. To make sure we have a full set.

JHY personifies the concept that you can't know a person just by what you see on the surface. She's trans; we meet her putting on an act - Aileen explicitly even states that you can't belive what comes out of her mouth. She has the wall of impossible communication. I couldn't write a more rain characteristic if I tried.

She did have a purpose originally - dimension hopping and trying to get strong - but eventually abandoned it. Giving up her purpose would contribute greatly to her self-loathing, so it's not a dealbreaker for her being a rain.

Sun is also a possibility. When learning a skill JSY learns incredibly fast (for skills learned through the wall.) If JSY is a sun, the self-loathing rises from being unable to do things and learn things. Suns are active and curious, and being forced to be neither would be hell on them. And she quickly becomes happier as soon as she can do stuff.

The trouble is that I like rain better for both YSA and JHY, but my brain wants a full set so one of them will be assigned sun. Last night I leaned towards JSY sun; this morning YSA sun. Opinions welcome! I feel like JSY is the character I have the poorest grasp on.

I will make a new post for the kids and teens if I feel like it. Hades is ofc night flames and likely Persephone as well. (I have a fic idea with those two running the vindice and kdj getting adopted by them. And another fic idea with just orv except with flames. I have a few chapters plotted for both but nothing 'written'. )

[indigosprite]

Sky flame ramble

[khr-guilded-cage]

The whole Flame types and Guardians Bonds is such a good source of bashing

From forced bonds and political Guardians.

To some people begin considered 'lesser' because of their flames, steryotypes, even to arranged marriage to produce powerful children (or with both the certain blood and flame type).

To press down your Sky Flames to force them obedience (looking at you, Timmy).

[thankchaosforspellcheck]

I've been thinking about a crossover between KHR and M!IK and I've figured out that Iruma is definitely a sky, but he doesn't quite give off the vibe of just being a sky to me. This has been bugging me all day so I'm just going to go ahead & use a poll for it:

[khr-guilded-cage]

I won't bother plaything nice. I would call both the b*tch and the bastards out of their crap and leave.

Congrats Nana! Now I hate you too! Until never, your crazy woman!

Winter Holiday

Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Relationship: Sawada Tsunayoshi & Gokudera Hayato, Sawada Tsunayoshi & Reborn, Sawada Tsunayoshi & Xanxus.

For the record, I am kind of sorry.

Sequel to Seal and Hot&Cold.

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They had been careful, oh so very careful, in continuing their arrangement. Nobody talked about it, there was no reason given, it was simply an unspoken agreement based on their shared uneasiness of the Ninth Generation.

Maybe they hadn’t been careful enough.

Tsuna has no idea what the Ninth knows, what Iemitsu knows, nor does he have any idea of what they think about it. All he knows is that it got him in this fucked up situation and it’s messing with his head. Tsuna resists the urge to close his eyes in exhaustion and forces himself not to tremble.

His mother keeps on talking excitedly, all three men sitting around her and pretending to listen. Or maybe that’s just Tsuna. He feels a little guilty about it underneath the sea of terrified fury and betrayal. When his mother had insisted on spending a holiday with him, Tsuna had thought nothing of it. He hadn’t expected the ambush.

He hadn’t expected his mother to play along either and maybe he should have. Maybe is foolish to think otherwise, Nana understands very little and has been told nothing at all, no matter how much Tsuna hates it. To her, she’s probably trying to mend a father-son relationship that has hit one too many bumps along the way.

It’s so much more than that, though. And Tsuna finds himself forced to endure Timoteo’s and Iemitsu’s flames bearing down on him. They keep trying to force his flames into some sort of submissive compliance, intentions disguised as something kinder, it makes Tsuna’s skin crawl.

Or maybe Tsuna is reading too much into it. Maybe they want the easy resonance that Tsuna’s and Xanxus’ flames have finally fallen into, about a year and some more months after their first night of silent companionship. Maybe that’s all it is or maybe Tsuna is right to be wary. It doesn’t matter. The feeling of their flames insistently pushing against his skin is terrifying and irritating in equal measures. Disturbing.

A shower is just one of the things he wishes for. For a second, he allows himself to wish for Reborn, who even to this day he can’t help but think of as invincible, for Xanxus, who is an expert at redirecting this two powerful men. But even now, feeling the edges of the broken seal flaring on his forehead, he can’t quite wish this on the older man and Reborn is on a mission, far out of reach.

Just one more night, he reminds himself, just one more. Endure this much and then escape, he’ll know to look out for this in the future. He won’t be caught unaware anymore.

That night, like the others, Tsuna can’t go to sleep. He stays awake, not even bothering to change into his nightclothes, and lets the wine calm his nerves. He thinks he can do it, it’s only one more night and tomorrow morning he’ll be gone as fast as politeness allows. Maybe he jinxed himself.

Flames bare down on him, far more insistent, far less subtle, than all the previous days. It leaves Tsuna gasping, skin overheated to the point his fingers start charring the glass he’s holding. But Tsuna resists the urge to let his flames out, he will not give these two men access to his will.

Instead, hoping that the phone’s flame-resistant technology will survive long enough, Tsuna reaches for his phone and calls Gokudera. Let his right-hand man stage a rescue, Tsuna is sure Reborn will forgive him this lapse in gentlemanly behaviour.

“Tenth?”

Tsuna can only gasp. The flames bearing down on him turn hotter and Tsuna half bites back a sob. It seems to he answer enough.

“I’ll let mama know there was an emergency. We’ll have extraction ready in five, boss. Less if the Varia can help.” Gokudera sounds so angry, so worried.

The warmth in his chest is half overheating from keeping his own flames so tightly constrained and half grateful bewildered love. “Thank you, Hayato.”

Continuar lendo

[veinsfullofstars]

“Any more stupid questions?”

Bonus live reactions to being saved from a Dark Matter ambush:

Started 07/13/24, finished 07/27/24, updated for color correction 11/02/24. | Kintsugi AU Masterpost

[twinflameauwof]

Get Smooshed

Mulloway, Shell, and Kuhli are 3 loving SeaWings living in the Sea Kingdom.

Mulloway is a Scout for the SeaWing army, luckily, there hasn’t been much activity from enemy kingdoms, granting him more time at home.

Kuhli is a hunter, making most of her income through selling her catches to her merchant friends, even going further inland for more exotic prey.

Shell is a writer, often drawing from tales Kuhli hears from merchants and traveling dragons. She was blinded in one eye due to an incident in her dragonet-hood, but she’s managed to adapt over the years.

(These guys were partially created to spite that one person on tiktok who started trending for hating poly people. Tho I have always wanted to make poly oc’s so here we are :3)

[andarateia]

All about Emmrich Volkarin from Dragon Age: The Veilguard. Will you be romancing this silver-haired, smartly attired necromancer?

[lixenn]

Idea recycle

Now, it's been like nearly 4 years since I've posted this but I randomly remembered this idea on my train ride and came to the conclusion that this concept could actually work pretty well in the KHR world.

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Let's just blame the cause of the Scars appearing on weird Flame shenanigans, like every living thing capable of manifesting Dying Will Flames is connected via a Flame Network *imagine some technical babble about soul frequnecy and energy output here please*. It's not a deep connection like the bond between an Element and their Sky. It's more superficial, less severe. This universal connection could form the basis of a Sky/Element bond, but if you leave it alone it's just running unnoticable in the background. I kind of want the Network to be connected to the Tri-ni-Sette, like it helps with keeping the balance of the world and stuff, but honestly it's quite a difficult concept to work my head around so I'm just going to leave it at taht for now.

The gist is: People are subconsciously connected via their Flames (active or inactive doesn't matter, you just have a lower energy output when you're inactive but you still provide something to the Network). If you have a normal civilian lifestyle this connection doesn't really matter much. However each time you kill someone you get hit by blacklash, because you permenantly remove someone form the Network, so it marks you in return. You could imagine the connection as a rubberband that is streched between two people. If you remove the other person from the equation by killing them the tension on the rubberband causes the blacklash aka the band will be smacked into your face (hope this helps visualize what I mean).

Now, civilians don't know about Flames, therefore they have no clue what the real origin of the Scars are but the Mafia World has an completely different starting point for their research, which means they figured out the reason behind the Scars quite early on. One of the main reasons why they discovered the source of the Scars is the bonds a Sky can establish. If you're an Element bonded to a Sky and you hurt your Sky or vice versa then you get a Scar signifying the harm even if the other person is still alive. As already mentioned above, the connection between an Element and their Sky is deeper than the superficial connection of the Network, meaning that the backlash is also easier to trigger. If we look at the rubberband example it would probably mean that the tension on the band is higher which means the band is easier to break (still hoping you can follow me on this). We could spice it up some more and make Scars caused by Bound Backlash will be the colour of your flame type. Naturally this would have an impact on Mafia Society since possessing a Coloured Scar would imply you hurt someone your Sky/Element, therefore ostracising these scarred people. I mean, who would trust someone who hurt the person closest to their soul, right?

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I think this is a good point to cut it off. I'll need to have a bit of a think for some other ideas like possible Mafia traditions based on the scars and some character stuff (Clumsy = Tsuna, might be fun to play around with).

Feel free to bombard me with questions for this plot bunny btw, it's always fun to discuss worldbuilding and lore with people 🥰

Writing prompt

So I had a conversation with a classmate about tigers and he said “What if tigers were born without stripes and every time they actually kill something they get one stripe.”

I loved the idea and it inspired all kind of plot bunnies. Like not with tigers but with humans instead. I know the concept that some killers mark themselves with something every time they kill but what if it’s not something you do out of your own will but something that just happens. You kill someone and a mark appears randomly on your body. 

But not just any mark - no that would be boring. What if you get a scar that looks the same as the one that decides the death of the person. Like you stab somebody in the heart you get a scar where the knife hit. You cut off the head you have a scar ring around your neck.

Of course that means you can’t just kill people willy nilly anymore because if you are a murder suspect the police can just demand to check your body for the scar and BAM prison time for you.

So people get more careful with killing stuff. I mean there are plenty of ways to end someones life without leaving a trace on the body. Poison for example. I just imagine an assassin who only uses poison to kill and therefore never gets caught but someday he accidently killed somebody by stabbing them because - I dunno they caught him in the act and he didn’t have any poison left and ‘I can’t just leave a witness alive this would be totally unprofessional dammit!’. So he has a scar and gets kind of desperate because ‘what if the police catches me, what if somebody stalks me and sees me without a shirt AHHHH my cover is blown!!!’

Another character who is just… extremely clumsy. Like can’t walk without tripping over their feet every few seconds clumsy. So naturally they get a lot of scars because they fall down stairs, cut themself with a kitchen knife and other ridiculous stuff. So… this person is covered in scars from head to toe but not because they are a serial killer but because they just have really shitty luck. Problem is that person is extremely introvert, shy and doesn’t really talking all that much because being around humans gives them anxiety. So others just assume this tiny slip of a person who is just such a adorable cinnamon roll actually killed dozens of people. This means that others treat this awkward sweetheart like they are a mafia boss because ‘did you see how small they are?? And fluffy and nice?? But all those scars man… they probably are the type to rip you to shreds when they are angry. just don’t piss them off steve I don’t want to scratch off your remains from the floor.’ So this clumsy persons has a lot of minions who admire their guts and they just don’t know what to do about this. They just want to be left alone but are constantly doted on by tough gangster dudes because they realize that their ‘boss’ is an actual hopeless human being who can’t take care of themselves.

Of course there are others who see the scars on them and just go ‘oh my god!! they killed so many people better call the police’. So Clumsy needs to go to the police station on a nearly daily basis and is just so tired of it. Like they know every police officer by name, the secretary has a biscuit tin just for them and the police officers don’t even bother to interrogate them after the 15th time so they just talk about cats most of the time. It gets to the point where they don’t need to go the station anymore because everyone there knows they are innocent and simply clumsy as hell. But it’s kinda nice, they made some friends and the biscuits are reallllly good.

[buginateacup]

The thing about Guy Ritchie movies is he will cast an entire movie full of men built like the proverbial brick shithouse and then uses them to play with masculinity the way actual nine year old girls play with barbies

[beesmygod]

just tried to draw something in color in under an hour to warm up. aaahhh....may chaos take the world!!! MAY CHAOS! TAKE! THE WORLD! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[emperorundying]

💀The Locked Tomb Dashboard Simulator Part 4💀

🤐 necromancer-confessions

Anonymous asked:

i'm a third house non magic user and i've started hanging out with more necros lately and... i think i didnt realize how much of hanging out consisted of talking about the eroticism of the flesh !! and i dont want to judge them but u hear the words 'viscera' 'adipose' and 'sounding' in the same sentence one too many times and u kinda wonder why yr there as someone who cannot manipulate nerves :( ig im just feeling kind of left out

#anon this is totally regular for necros esp 3rd housers #if they dont understand that you feel left out, maybe have one use their necromancy on you? #there are many ways to assemble a skeleton

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💉 se7en Follow

bc these have been going around :3

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💀 6ske-le-un9 Follow

#SOOOO SICK OF SPIRIT MAGICIANS IN MY INBOX ACTING LIKE THEY KNOW BONES BETTER THAN ME #get boned bitch grrrrrr

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this edible aint shit

♱ midnighthagette Follow

why is the seventh saint to serve the emperor undying under my bed.

💎 saintofawe ☑️

Again with the insaneposting? How unfortunate, Harry, I thought we were past this.

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🐱 cohortcatgirl Follow

V important thread!!!

Idc how much anon hate i get 4 this, we need 2 be able to appreciate the loving hand that guidez us💗

#sick 2 my stomach seeing all of these posts against the necrolord prime without knowing the context of the beautiful things he's done for us :((((((( #mr undying i am yr biggest fan u deserve better than this....

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if one more person unprompted asks me for blood pics again i swear to the bones above i will stab myself or smth

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stabbing pics queen?

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[triglycercule]

imagining this very funny totally amusing bit where dust (despite having a lot of pockets) makes horror carry a lighter for him (only because he can't be bothered to remember to bring one on him all the time) and horror keeps it in his head

but horror's a dick so everytime dust wants to smoke and he needs a light horror's always like "whats the password :3" (he actually said the emoticon i was the quotation marks) and dust has to guess. because horror changes it every time. and its never something predictable. and then he either just totally gives up on that cig or he has to forcefully dig into horror's head to get the lighter because horror's being a PRICK

now dust is shoulder deep into horror's eyesocket while horror is clawing and screaming and killer's just standing there behind them watching this unfold with that fuckass smile on his face (he can't get this type of entertainment anywhere else)

[khr-guilded-cage]

Tsuna wake his flames as a baby

Nono's heirs have a unstable position at the moment.

The baby is a threat.

And Iemitsu have very clear priorities.

[acourtofladydeath]

Hope Is A Fickle Thing

🎶 I've been keeping a seeeecreeeeet... 🎶

HELLO @yanny-77!! I have lied, schemed, and manipulated (with so much love) my way through the @acotargiftexchange to ensure I could deliver you the most perfectly curated fic possible. It was an absolute honor to be your Satan this gift exchange, and I hope you love this fic: an Empyrean angst inspired Azris calamity of errors featuring as much sword lore as I could wrap my head around. -Love, your Satan 😈🖤

Eris travels to the Night Court to surprise Azriel, hoping to sneak in a romantic rendezvous. Unfortunately, the night goes horribly awry. How many members of the Inner Circle will walk in on them? Guess we’ll find out.

***This fic takes place post HOFAS and includes spoilers for the Crescent City series.

***This fic contains direct quotes from Fourth Wing and Iron Flame woven in as parts of the plot. How many can you find?

Read a snippet below or start the full fic on AO3!

Running a hand through his hair to wrestle the short strands back into place, Eris let out a determined sigh. His steps echoed through the wide, empty halls deep within the Forest House as he set out toward his room. The day had been long and advisors more tedious than ever; pushing back against Eris’ attempts to prepare Autumn for his eventual reign.  Beron still sat atop the throne, High Lord in title, though his power waned. Each day Eris felt a new trickle join his amassing magic and he knew it would not be long before he’d need to make his move. All but one of his younger brothers stared at him with hungry eyes, anxious to steal what was rightfully his.  Pushing open his door, Eris tried to act unsurprised by what he found. His youngest brother lounged before the fire, long legs draped over the chair’s arm. Eris groaned internally, struggling to keep his eyes from rolling. He’d been hoping to unwind by himself for a moment, but no matter; he could prepare for what came next with or without Lucien there.  “Who let you in?” Eris asked, voice monotone in an attempt to disguise his disgruntled state.  Lucien scoffed, righting himself in the chair. “Why, I let myself in. You did get father to lift my banishment after the war.”  “Stop making me regret that.”

Continue reading on AO3.

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