#he deserves to be a tad unhinged. as a treat

[levemetal]

I'm years late to XL's birthday, but have calamity/horror -ish Xie Lian I just felt like drawing. <3

Alt under the cut cause I couldn't decide which version I prefered!

This was also heavily inspired by @\aerscribbles' fic After the rain! Go check it out and leave them kind words <3

[illegiblehandwriting1]

ooooohohohohohohoho EXCITEMENT

Writing chapter eleven of Martyr

[lanternlightss]

hi hi! for the bingo ask game:

nameless bard, venti, percy, and/or annabeth

(ask game)

OOOOOO the sillies….. let’s see…..

under the cut, as the rambles got a tad bit long XD

nameless bard -

….honestly not even half surprised there’s a bingo, this guy has lived in my head completely rent free for two years XD.

BUT. onto a bit of character dissection: truly and fully believe there is blood on his hands. sometimes he lays awake, feeling guilty, over whether or not a death was warranted or needed. sometimes he wonders how he could’ve made it more painful. it’s about the Duality. someone who would willingly raze down an entire city, but is also currently in the process of dancing with his little wisp friend.

however, on the other hand, he is just. he feels like a cringefail guy. the type of dude who would hit himself in the face trying to spin his weapon in a cool way. he would be the biggest dork <3. (also if you removed his cloak and unbraided him, he would look like a wet cat.) (so would venti—)

i just!!! think he would be going through it almost 24/7… not to bring up the old mond—cecilia connection/metaphor once more, but, if you put him in today’s mondstadt, he would struggle so much!!! constantly alert and looking for exits or the quickest way to take someone down, always on the watch for potential foes or friends, losing sleep over countless what-ifs and “is this real?”

(also adore anger being a big part of him. he is ultimately caring and kind, but there is so much rage towards decarabian, towards their situation……. also gently pushing the bard is a strategist agenda and he would have weekly meetings with timmy agenda. he rambles to venti about every species of bird there is. he has drawings.)

just a guy trying to see the birds fly ……

(the “he would’ve been a better character if handled differently”—so much of mondstadt is centered around him and old mond, yet there is!!! Almost Nothing!!!! On His Character!!!!!

honestly would’ve filled in the fanon is better slot but bard has so little canon. he has so much potential and i am and will forever be shaking the bars of my enclosure over that.

though him not having a name feels very fitting for a mondstadt character, especially one like him, being connected to venti and mondstadt’s history. it’s very <3 that people can chose names for him, based on different things.

on the other. please canon name….

also he and venti are autistic-adhd solidarity—)

percy -

percy….. percy beloved <3

genuinely still getting used to his character, but he is just. he is truly one of the guys ever.

his unwavering loyalty? (to the point that it becomes his fatal flaw?) his unrelenting care and love for the people around him? his anger? his decision to be kind? everything about him???

i am holding him in my palms and gently cradling.

(his desire to keep everyone safe and unharmed is also (mwah) So Much potential there. he wants to keep holding up the sky for everyone. he is so willing to be a shield and i am SHAKING my fists at son of neptune and the river.)

honestly though this guy needs a nap and some therapy, gods above! he has been put through so much (especially after house of hades, all three of them should have a sit down and talk, because holy shit.) he is so tired. he is trying to make it through highschool and graduate. he is trying so desperately to be a Good Kid and everything keeps trying to convince him Not To Be.

genuinely percy should be given the option to go off the shits. he should have a rematch with ares. he should be able to fight hera. hell, he should be able to call zeus a dick to his face, because seriously????? (i am also gesturing wildly to all the times percy got a little bit of bloodlust during fights. he can be unhinged, as a treat.) if percy killed a god i would cheer so loudly and celebrate for weeks because He Deserves It at this point (however he probably won’t because that would harm his loved ones in the process but he very likely has thought of it before.) (beat their asses, young perseus.)

also percy is just. a little head empty sometimes. he is very smart!!! and he also immediately went “Man Those. Cabin. Looks Nice.” when annabeth hugged him XD. honestly adore a big part of his narrations (especially the “i want food :(“ ones. he just wants to live a relatively normal life shsbdndn. rick let him bake with his mom!!!)

(the if he was handled differently is entirely biased and i am shaking HoO specifically by the shoulders. there are so many He Would Not Fucking Say That moments. i just. am Not The Biggest fan of how he was written in HoO, it feels like rick forgot a few parts of his character.

pjo is an absolute <3. seeing percy getting progressively fed up with everything and his struggles, how he refuses to harm any of the opposing demigods….. though if people would tell him things that would be !! lovely. please stop shoving him into the deep end—

again, would’ve filled in the like fanon better slot, but there are many fics + posts calling him stupid or horrifically mischaracterizing him to look like an absolute asshole (he runs his mouth and insults people but good gods he is not?? going to be Like That??) though fanon does a very good job at developing percy’s relationships, i owe all the fics about percy and sally everything.)

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

A Fathers Headache

a fathers headache by sleepyoongs

aizawa shouta loves his son. truly, he does. he was the love of his life (tying in right next to his amazing wife who was a very, very, close second. his son, after all, will always be first in his life.)

and no matter how chaotic, or perhaps even a tad bit homicidal his son may be considering the scarily amount of times hes seen or simply known his son done something that has caused lasting harm to someone -- who rightfully deserved it of course. shouta cared for his teenaged son.

shouta would do anything for him, and, anything would also mean waking up at two thirty in the morning to go pick up izuku who was carried off to the police station.

or, in short, biological! dadzawa and morally grey izuku because yes.

Words: 3549, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of dadzawa & izukid, Part 27 of my hero oneshot zone

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Tokoyami Fumikage, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto, Shinsou Hitoshi, Asui Tsuyu, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Midoriya Inko, Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Tokoyami Fumikage, Midoriya Izuku & Tokoyami Fumikage, Ashido Mina & Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki & Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Asui Tsuyu & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Midoriya Izuku & Tsukauchi Naomasa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Everyone, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Inko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Midoriya Inko

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Fluff and Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Crack, Humor, Moral Ambiguity, Morally Ambiguous Character, Morally Grey Character, Jail, Chaos, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Go to U.A. High School, Crazy Midoriya Izuku, boy a bit crazy, and unhinged, Possessive Midoriya Izuku, of those he loves, Scary Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Has Issues, A lot of them - Freeform, like a whole lot, But we still love him, Midoriya Izuku Has a Knife, Midoriya Izuku Has A Gun, Midoriya Izuku is a Problem Child, Villain Midoriya Izuku, Sort Of, he may or may not have killed someone but you dont need to know, Vigilante Midoriya Izuku, Morally Grey Midoriya Izuku, Hacker Midoriya Izuku, Smart Midoriya Izuku, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Needs a Break, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is Midoriya Izuku's Parent, Biological Dadzawa, Good Parent Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, BAMF Midoriya Inko, Protective Midoriya Inko, Supportive Midoriya Inko, Supportive Inko, we love to see it, Ashido Mina & Midoriya Izuku Friendship, Midoriya Izuku & Tokoyami Fumikage Friendship, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi Friendship, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako Friendship, okay izuku is friends with the whole class, you get the point, Class 1-A Shenanigans, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Mentioned Class 1-A, theyre mostly background but theyre there!

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31437647

[defsoulstation]

Sweet Like Sugar|Part 3(END)|Jungkook|

Summary: You finally see him again after weeks of silence. Warnings: Light angst. Word count:1725 Authors Note: Sorry that this took so long, I haven’t been feeling very motivated these last couple of months and anytime i looked at this it frustrated me. I tried to make smut for this chapter but it just wasn’t coming together in the way I wanted. Maybe later down the line i’ll do it but for now this is what flowed the best for me. I hope you guys enjoy this conclusion! I have some ideas for the other boys and might be revisiting this AU in the future, but for now Kookie is where it ends.

Kookie <3: Would you be able to meet me at the cafe, we need to talk. The cafe, the 24 hour one you two would spend so much time in. Sitting in the back booth as the piano tones in the establishments speakers drone on. That text was the first time Jungkook had contacted you in weeks, the younger man going completely ghost. At first it was a relief, the initial situation overwhelming. As the days went by you did get a bit concerned, never seeing him behave that way before eyes wild, unhinged and before he left sick, and panicked. Lost in your thoughts, you don’t notice someone sitting across from you. Jungkook lightly taps your leg with his, smiling when you jump a little.”Hi.” Looking at him with surprise, you can’t help but return it.”Hi, Jungkook.” he frowns a bit, but keeps his head up.”So I have a lot of explaining to do.” His voice trails off. You nod, waiting patiently. He pauses for a substantial amount of time, gnawing at his lower lip. You take this time to actually look at him. Still winter time, he wears a fur lined jacket making his shoulders look wider than they are. His hair long and in a low ponytail to keep most of it out of his face. Now his face, your heart caves a bit, he looks tired and worn.Under eyes looking slightly bruised,his face a little sunken in, baby fat no longer decorating his cheeks. “Jungkookie.” You say, making him jump out of his thoughts.”Uh right.” he mumbles to himself. Looking into your eyes he starts.”I’m so sorry, regardless of my reasons, I shouldn’t have gone at you like that.” his lip trembles.” If you want to never see me again, I understand.” Staring at him, you dabble in your own thoughts before responding.” Thank you for the apology, maybe we can have some space, hang out in public places and go from there.” Jungkook nods enthusiastically.”Of course, yes, thank you for giving me another chance.” He sniffs, his eyes a bit glassy. You keep your gaze on him.”Now, can you tell me why you did that?” In no time flat, Jungkook’s face is lit aflame.”Uh well, um, it’s really embarrassing.” If you weren’t so curious you might’ve laughed but your brain was whirling trying to understand what made him lose his mind like that.” Embarrassing yes, but I deserve to know.” Jungkook nods.” You do.” he agrees, taking a deep breath. Jungkook looks around, making sure no one is paying attention before he starts speaking.”Um, well, You smelled really good like really really good.” You nod, not following. He huffs, frustrated.” I’m not good at explaining uh but I talked to my Alpha and he said it was because you were-” Jungkook pauses his ears tinged pink.” Well he said it’s because your body was wanting babies.” You blink.” You mean, I was ovulating?” He nods, the word ringing bells.” Yes exactly! Everything was so fuzzy and you smelled so sweet I couldn’t stop myself-”he babbles on before stopping, his face going pale.”Then I heard your voice and you looked so scared.” Jungkook’s voice cracks as his hands tremble.”I never want to see you like that because of me again.” You stare, the silence stretching on.”Oh.” He looks panicked.” Again I’m so sorry, I should be able to control myself better. I’m going to, I’m learning, my Alpha has been teaching me some things to help with control and focus.” You nod, taking all of the information in. It’s a bit overwhelming but better than thinking he intentionally meant to hurt you. After a prolonged silence, Jungkook starts jostling his leg, you look over to him again.”You wanna walk around the park?” He sighs in relief.”Please?” You waste no time making your way to the park, the chill in the air helping clear your head. Passing the grocery store on the way the two of you bump into a man, looking up you see that he’s wide shouldered and fairly handsome.Looking at you, he smiles.”Oop, sorry, wasn’t looking where I was-” The stranger stops mid sentence looking at Jungkook with surprise.”Kookie!?” Jungkook stops mid step, his face scrunching.”Oh no.” The stranger raised a perfect brow.”Oh no? That’s not a good way to address your brother.” Blinking you respond before Jungkook.”Brother?” Jungkook nods.”Kind of, he’s my packmate. Hi Jin.” The man mentioned, Jin, scoffs.”Please I raised you pup, I’m your brother.” Jungkook rolls his eyes, smiling a bit.” Yeah, yeah.” Jin rolls his eyes, a small smile matching the pup’s.”Uh huh, punk. Anyways,” He looks over to you.” Is this the girl you talk about all the time, the one you have a crush on?” Jungkook's eyes widen, while your face feels hot. “Oh my god.” Jungkook groans.”Can you shut up?” Jin laughs at the reaction, it’s tone high pitched yet charming.” What? Didn’t want her to hear that?” The older man’s cheeks are tinged with a jolly pink as Jungkook tries to get him to be quiet.You blink.” You talk about me that much?” Jungkook freezes in place, looking at you with wide eyes as a blush blooms like blossoms. Jin takes this moment to talk again.”Oh my god, that’s all he does. Noona likes this, Noona likes that, Oh did you know that Noona knows this? Oh wah, Noona is so mature and talented.” Jin babbles on, tone mocking the pup. Snapping out of it, Jungkook quickly puts Jin in a chokehold.”That’s it, go home, I’m sick of your face!” He yells as Jin laughs again.”Okay, okay, I’ll leave you two here, alone, with no supervision.” Jungkook yells, trying to kick him as Jin runs.”Quit being a wimp and pop the question Junkookie!” Jin gives a final yell as he runs off to wherever he’s going. Jungkook looks fairly frazzled as you laugh at him.” Oh c’mon not you too.” He whines as you catch your breath.”He’s funny.” Jungkook rolls his eyes.”Yeah funny,sure that’s what that was.” You two match in step, continuing your walk. Tilting your head,you smile.”Handsome too.” Jungkook swings around facing you.”No, no he’s not. The man is ugly, hideous, you’re delusional.” His outraged reaction makes you giggle a bit.”Oh? So I can’t find him handsome.” The pup shakes his head.”No of course not, not when I-” he stops, suddenly not looking in your direction as he covers his face. You approach him, hands on his as you try to uncover his face.”Not when you?” You trail off, letting him finish his own sentence.”Not when I like you so much.” He finally says in a whisper, silently praying that you hear it yet don’t at the same time. Time feels like it freezes just a moment as you slowly bring his hands down, his face pink not from the cold, but from his confession. Jin picked on him for it but it just sounded like just that, an older brother picking on the younger. Looking at Jungkook now though, face red and eyes so wide and scared at how you react, really has put this in perspective for you. The thing is, you never really thought about how you felt about Jungkook. Jungkook is something, someone, you needed. You were new to this town ages ago, only moving because of job opportunities. You focused on work so much that you never had time to even make friends. This smelly wolf boy crashed into your life, never left, and made this seemingly empty town feel like home. He makes coming home feel worthwhile, less empty. You can feel your heart start to beat fast, maybe there is more to this than you thought. His stare never wavered, even as you sort through your emotions. “Please say something, anything.” he whispers, leg jostling again. You suddenly feel a bit anxious,but push through.” I think I have some feelings for you too, Kookie.” the admission of your feelings makes you almost want to dig a hole and hide. You’re not used to feeling so open. You gasp as you are suddenly picked up and twirled around, Jungkook’s laughter filling the air.” Really?! This isn’t a joke?” he asks, starting to stop spinning and looking into your eyes again. You give a small smile.”Not a joke, you kind of wormed your way into my feelings.” He smiles wide, canines prominent as his eyes twinkle.” I’m, I'm so happy.” He laughs, his happiness is contagious as you start to laugh with him. After a few moments there’s a silence, but it's comfortable, the two of you smiling.A cold shiver rolls down your spine, you forgot how cold it was. Jungkook, looks at you in surprise.”Oh, I forgot that you can get cold. Let's go get something to eat, my treat.” He grins. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A month passes like a whirlwind, getting to know Jungkook in a more intimate manner. Numerous dates, lazy days and even walking around the park has let you see another side of him. At one point you even got to meet most of the boys, them dropping by your apartment while Jungkook visited. Jin, quite the joker but has a caring side to him. Namjoon, gentle, calm, very insightful, but a tad shy. Jimin, a bit rowdy but means well, him a Jungkook scuffle a lot. The only ones you haven't met are Hoseok, Yoongi and Taehyung. He says Yoongi and Hoseok left for college a few towns over, he’s a bit quiet when talking about the duo. With Taehyung he says that he’s not too comfortable with interacting with humans, but wouldn’t say why. Jungkook says if Taehyung met you he would love you, he just needs time. “Noona!” Jungkook jostles you out of your thoughts, smiling up at you from your lap where he’s made himself comfy. Giving him a warm smile you run your hands through his hair, him making a sound of approval. Regardless of your differences, struggles you guys deal with in this unconventional relationship, you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. You and your sweet wolf boy.

[spindaonateaspoon]

Yo there! Oh all those spindas in the background are making me dizzy haha (one of my fave pokemon actually, love them). Okay, sooo that's pretty random ask but what are your top ten black clover characters? :D

Ah, a tumblr user of taste, I see. Glad you could get past the vertigo to send me an ask, I really appreciate it! Next time you can save your eyes a little stress and ask my interest blog @thespiralgrimoire instead!

Top 10 Favorite Black Clover Characters

1. Nozel Silva

There are a lot of reasons I absolutely adore this unhinged bedazzled train wreck of a man. I thought my love for him couldn’t swell any bigger when I watched the anime, and then I started reading the manga, and he only gets better.

First and foremost, he’s pretty. In an extremely conventional way, but hey, it’s conventional for a reason. Even with his stupid hair, he’s just nice to look at. This is despite the fact that he literally never smiles, which is usually an important feature to appearances to me. But coming back to the braid thing, he KNOWS it’s stupid, and you know  he knows it’s stupid, because he literally threatens the lives of people who criticize it. The boy made a bad aesthetic decision once when he was like 19 and said, “Oh shit. If I don’t own this, I will never live this down. It’s time to do or die.” And he owned it. He is doomed to look this stupid for the rest of his life or face an endless assault of naysayers. His pride will not allow it.

Which brings me to the next thing I love about him: He’s such an arrogant twat. Everything about Nozel screams “I’m better than you, and if you disagree with me, I will throw myself on the floor and cry.” He will not allow anyone to even entertain the idea that he’s not perfect. Even himself. Even when it’s glaringly obvious that he’s a hot mess. During the star festival, when he hears that the black bulls came in second, He Mcfreakin loses it. He gets so mad that when he can’t make Yami feel ashamed for being himself, he literally STOMPS OUT OF THE FESTIVAL.  It’s chapter 104. Look it up. I’m not exaggerating.

Finally, I’m a slut for siblings, and the Silva Squad is an endless goldmine. That dynamic is what gets me through the day. I could live off sibling dynamics. Nebra and Solid worship the ground he walks on, and Noelle can’t help but look up to him, even if he’s been a huge douchenozzel to her her entire life. At this point it’s all conjecture for how that relationship will develop, but got damn, I’m in this for the long hall.

2. Fuegoleon Vermillion

Again, this man is so pretty. They really got their royal aesthetics right in this show. I am a simple person, with simple desires, and pretty men that I can make fun of is about all I need to be happy.

That being said, Fuegoleon is a nice guy. Despite having every reason to have the Higher Than Thou attitude that Nozel has, he’s respectful of everyone. This, charmingly, extends to how he treats people for better or worse. My home boy ain’t walking around pretending everyone is deserving of hand holding and forgiveness. He’s beating everyone over the head when they do something stupid. NO ONE is immune to a Teachable Moment.

Which is probably the funniest thing about him. This man is incapable of not teaching. The entire city is being overrun by zombies and he stops in the middle of defending citizens to give Noelle a pep talk and magic lesson??? Bro. Time and place, my dude. I love you.

Actually the funniest thing about him is that despite obviously being the most reserved of the Vermillions, this guy has no chill. If he’s not screaming passionately about something that someone needs to learn, he’s squaring up. He has no off switch. Sure, he’s not running around with his fists up like Meoroleona and Leopold, but if you think he’s going to be any slower to throw a punch than they are then you and I are watching different anime. He may canonically be the most intelligent of the captains, but that doesn’t mean that he’s not a meathead. And I think that’s beautiful.

Okay the ranks get harder after this because these two are so easily my favorite LOL

3. Meoroleona Vermillion

I could say a lot of things about Meoroleona, but to save some space, I’m going to refer you to #2, and also show you my favorite character from Steven Universe. You do the math.

4. and 5. Nebra and Solid Silva

These two are such bitches. At this point in the series, they only exist to a) be Nozel’s hype men and b) be the bane of Noelle’s existence, and as a writer, I respect that. There’s not a lot to them in canon, but that hasn’t stopped me from designing their entire lives and backstory. I love them so much; not only for what I’ve made them out to be, but for where they could go as characters. We’ve already seen this a little bit with their asses being handed to them in fights, and I just hope that their asses continue to get handed to them until they come around to have some respect for anyone but each other and themselves. In the meantime I’ll continue developing their personalities on an interpersonal level.

Okay I’m not done. The REAL reason these guys made 4th and 5th is because, like I mentioned before, I am a slut for sibling relationships. Black Clover does them s o well. Even with the little we’ve seen, it’s so easy to tell that their love for Nozel and each other is so deep and sincere... even if it might be just a tad bit dysfunctional. There’s so much ground to cover with how the death of their mother affected them and pushed them closer together. But I can’t imagine that they wouldn’t have been super close had she stayed alive. You can just tell in everything they do that they live for each other. They’re EVERYTHING to each other. You get the impression that these two probably don’t really know how to be people separate from their siblings, because all they’ve ever had is each other. It’s such a great dynamic to grow and explore and if we don’t get more Silva interaction in the future I’m gonna throw a fit.

6. Ladros

Okay this is the point where this list starts getting a little wonky because I like almost everyone else in the series just about the same but---

I have feelings about Ladros Ladros. I don’t even know what it is about him. His design is impeccable. Every time I see him I want to scream. What emotion does he instill in me? Love? Hate? Lust? Disgust? I really don’t know. I just know that there’s a lot of it. Look at his little black eyes. Look at his smile. His hair. His barrel chest that doesn’t fit his twink face. What a man. I sure do feel about him.

Also, he’s my preferred brand of Little Shit.

7. Zora Ideale

Everything that applies to Ladros applies to Zora in exactly the same way. Priddy and meen. At least his face fits his body.

8. Finral Roulacase

He’s such a sweetheart, and I like his new haircut. I wish he was real so he could be my friend. And I cannot stress this enough: I feel that way about NO ONE else on this list. The rest of these assholes are better off fictional, but the world needs more Finrals.

9. Henry Legolant

Unlike every other character on this list, I actually don’t think that Henry’s design is all that pretty. What I love about Henry is that his whole personality is “My fragile heart is overflowing with love and care for all my friends... and if you so much as think about hurting them, I will pound your bones to dust.” And he follows through. King.

10. Dorothy Unsworth

There is no way that glitzy baby doll Dorothy wasn’t going to end up on this list BEFORE I found out that she and Nozel have feelings jams in Glamor World. Once we see more of her I’m sure she’ll fly up the list.

So, there you go! Thank you so much for the ask! This was really a struggle to put together after #5, but I had a great time doing it.

[askthedarksidersfam]

I just had to make this quick drabble. I hope it’ll suffice. (And there’s a tad bit of self indulgence >_>)

The Maker tree as Fury has come to discover, had lost its lackluster when she found herself in the company of humans as well as Makers. Makers at least had their use with the anvil, as bland and boring as they are with their boorish small talk in the few encounters she’d had. At least from them she could benefit from their work even if it left her with emptier pockets.

These tiny, hairless creatures that the Creator deemed critical to the Balance had no use. Unless you counted wide eyed staring as crucial to keeping the Universe from tearing apart. How exactly the Council found the apes so important she’d never fathom.

Yet Fury had found herself nosing about the settlement, running into worn faces of the defeated species. Most kept their distance, whispering amongst each other about her since she was after all, the most impressive thing here. Some few were foolhardy enough to venture close to create conversation, but she brushed them aside disinterested in what low level intelligence attempts of talk they could provide.

When they caught on, they’d scamper away. Such simple creatures. How pitiful.

With what little interesting things to be found in the settlement bored Fury, she finally decided now was the best time to turn tail. Finding Wrath was much more rewarding than being ogled and approached, but the attention was amusing in its own right. Being revered even by humans never got old. Fury deserved the spotlight.

Just as the Horseman turned on her heels to put distance between her and this place, there was the loudest whinny she’s ever heard from beyond. If Fury didn’t know any better she would’ve carried on, as she knew humans once used horses as their means of travel, but it wasn’t the fact that they had horses to begin with.

It was how familiar it sounded.

“It can’t be…” she utters, surprised hear the sounds of running before her mind could recognize that it’s her own footsteps. Other humans duck out of the way to avoid being trampled.

Traversing down to a lower level in the tree, Fury finds herself to be in a wide open space larger than even the main entrance. Sunlight filtered through carved out windows spanning the entire room high above the stalls. The wind blew in to provide a coolness to the otherwise somewhat stuffy room.

What Fury saw had given her the rare moment of her jaw hanging unhinged in shock. And that never happens.

A small group of humans surround an otherwise calm Ruin, but his ears are pinned back as he eyes Jones. The man is a considerable distance away with his hands up in surrender. One of the humans with a loose braid and spectacles runs a hand along Ruin’s thick snout as he snorts. How Ruin hasn’t bitten her arm off Fury couldn’t understand, he wouldn’t let the other Horsemen touch him let alone this.

“I told you, that horse hates me!” Jones accuses to the younger girl who merely smiles. Ruin makes no further move to bully the humans away, instead he seems to keep still as they wander carefully.

“You’re just saying that, Big Red ain’t so bad once you get in his good side. Just a few sugar cubes and he’s your best friend.” The girl hold out the said treat and to Fury’s absolute astonishment, Ruin takes the cube with precision gentleness. The girl chuckles as his few whiskers brush her in comparison, microscopic hand.

“Yeah, and give him an excuse to put my hands near his mouth?! No way in Hell kid!” Jones snaps, but there’s no real bite.

Fury can’t even believe what she sees. These simple minded creatures who ran away at the slightest hint of danger, are willingly near the Red Horse of the Apocalypse. And they’re all giving him attention like he’s some ordinary, non threatening pet.

And worse yet, Ruin looks content.

But what in the Nine Hells was he even doing in here?!

“What in Oblivion is going on?!” Fury finally announces, but the guilty party doesn’t scatter away. They instead wave the Horseman down with their hands and brushes making her lips curve into a distasteful scowl.

Ruin however catches on, his big ears flickering over to his riders sister. The big prideful lug almost appears sheepish, his molten hoof digging into the ground to distract himself. However, Ruin quickly recovers as the girl who gave him the cube gives him a good scratch.

“Oh, hey there!” One of the humans with a brush calls, almost too casually. Fury just has to know how this happened.

“Fury, this is our friend, Big Red! Isn’t he beautiful?” The glasses girl smiles as ‘Big Red’ knocks her shoulder with his nose, head lowering to her trousers where he sniffs her knapsack. She smiles and playfully pushes his gargantuan head aside, and Fury thinks about how Ruin would’ve clobbered one of them if they were the Horsemen who did that.

“No, you don’t get to go into my bag, they’re not just for you y’know,” she scolds, and Ruin lazily blinks and makes a deep grumbling noise that could almost be a whine.

“Fine, just one more thing you rotten thing,” she digs into her bag and produces a singular carrot big as her arm. Ruin munches away, not paying Fury much attention.

Fury briefly wondered how badly the humans hearts would break if they knew the truth. That ‘Big Red’ was a creature that was the reason for their downfall. She pondered their faces and momentarily reveled in that thought, but she squashed it away.

“So,” she began awkwardly, well aware of the glare Ruin was actively sending her way, “how did you meet this… Big Red…?” She was internally cursing herself out for deciding to make a conversation with humans.

Thankfully Ruin couldn’t talk and tell this to the others.

Jones warily eyes Fury but makes no further comment, probably having enough from confronting her when they first met not long ago. But there’s a gleam in his eye that’s too suspicious, as if he knows something.

Or maybe it’s some instinct to keep an eye on predators when they’re around the young. From what Fury has observed, the girl and Jones seemed close as Jones had been vigilant in keeping her out of Fury’s sight. Maybe he’s a father to her.

However, the girl seems oblivious to Jones’ wary behavior, “We found him while out on a patrol, ol’ Red was being attacked by some, what’re they…? Generals?” The others shrug and supply a few other helpful words to assist.

“Either way, we thought they were going to kill him or worse, so we helped kill them,” Fury couldn’t stand the fact that not only was she so nonchalant about it, but how she said that them, mere mortals killed more than one Phantom General.

It was completely uncharacteristic for Ruin to need assistance in battle. He could take on an entire battalion on his own if he wished, so what in Existence caused such a change?

“After that it took almost a week of convincing, but we got close enough and took him here. He was rather beat up, poor thing. I was almost certain we had to put him down since he had such a severe gash in his leg.” Now that made more sense, but still was unheard of for Ruin to let such things to slow him down.

The dotage he was receiving was almost suffocating at this point. Oh Ruin, if only War saw you now. You big, lazy beast oh how soft you’ve gotten.

Fury smiles to herself, her sharp canines peeking through as the familiar sense of contempt washes over her. Ruin immediately picks up on her behavior, having stopped his nursing on his snack to glare the rider down.

To the untrained eye one might say that Ruin had quite the distaste for the woman. However, Fury knew best.

“Don’t you dare tell anyone.”

Imagine that instead of being captured and kept in the Ashland arena, Ruin instead gets picked up by an apocalypse survivor.

It took almost a week of convincing the huge warhorse to trust the human, but the human was just as, if not more stubborn than he. Eventually either from trust or sheer curiosity, Ruin allows the human to come near him. To his surprise, the human is gentle. Exceedingly so as if they’d fear he’d break, or strike.

Hands so small they’d be easily ripped off with a snap of his powerful jaw brush against his bridle, reaching ever so cautiously to his reins. Despite his wariness, Ruin makes no advances to attack. Sensing no malicious intent. Soothing words of encouragement pass through their lips as they take small steps forward.

He follows the human who leads him on, into a place they call “Haven.”