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ignisshroud · 3 days ago
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🐙TakoYaHi🔥|OCxC
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Was desperate for Takoyahi merch irl sooooo I made laminated standees of my oc and Azul !! (I'm so normal about them fr fr)
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poppurini · 2 years ago
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idk what to feel
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kay-kay-is-kray-kray · 1 year ago
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Nerdy bastard broke my 100. I didn't even see Grim on the balcony or the mirror screamed at me.
BUT I came prepared for this outcome anyway.
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My beloved tako!!!! Now I can get the aforementioned nerd in just 20 summons.
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fandom · 1 month ago
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Video Games Fictional Characters
Honestly? We brought this list back out of our own need to know whether Astarion or Gale would come out on top.
Astarion | Baldur's Gate 3
Sonic the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog
Simon "Ghost" Riley | the Call of Duty franchise
Shadow the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog
Gale Dekarios | Baldur's Gate 3
Shadowheart | Baldur's Gate 3
John "Soap" MacTavish | the Call of Duty franchise
Karlach Cliffgate | Baldur's Gate 3
Lae'zel | Baldur's Gate 3
Lamb | Cult of the Lamb
Narinder | Cult of the Lamb
Wyll Ravengard | Baldur's Gate 3
Phoenix Wright | Ace Attorney
Sans | Undertale
Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney
Halsin | Baldur's Gate 3
William Afton | Five Nights at Freddy's
Link | The Legend of Zelda
Tav | Baldur's Gate 3
John Price | the Call of Duty franchise
Kim Kitsuragi | Disco Elysium
Harrier "Harry" Du Bois | Disco Elysium
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick | the Call of Duty franchise
Daycare Attendant | Five Nights at Freddy's
Mario | Super Mario Bros.
Aventurine | Honkai: Star Rail
Malleus Draconia | Twisted Wonderland
Belphegor | Obey Me! Shall We Date?
Kirby | Kirby
Leon S. Kennedy | Resident Evil
Papyrus | Undertale
Amy Rose | Sonic the Hedgehog
Sundrop | Five Nights at Freddy's
Medic | Team Fortress 2
Springtrap | Five Nights at Freddy's
Siffrin | In Stars and Time
Moondrop | Five Nights at Freddy's
Michael Afton | Five Nights at Freddy's
Dr. Ratio | Honkai: Star Rail
Scout | Team Fortress 2
Kris Dreemurr | Deltarune
Boothill | Honkai: Star Rail
DogDay | Poppy Playtime
Neuvillette | Genshin Impact
Akechi Goro | Persona 5
Frisk | Undertale
Enver Gortash | Baldur's Gate 3
Gabriel | ULTRAKILL
Arthur Morgan | Red Dead Redemption 2
Kurusu Akira | Persona 5
Sniper | Team Fortress 2
Spy | Team Fortress 2
CatNap | Poppy Playtime
Rouge the Bat | Sonic the Hedgehog
Minthara | Baldur's Gate 3
Princess Zelda | The Legend of Zelda
Furina | Genshin Impact
Azul Ashengrotto | Twisted Wonderland
Leona Kingscholar | Twisted Wonderland
Yuu | Twisted Wonderland
Knuckles the Echidna | Sonic the Hedgehog
Scaramouche | Genshin Impact
Ignis | Final Fantasy XV
Kaveh | Genshin Impact
Flowey | Undertale
Spamton | Deltarune
The Dark Urge | Baldur's Gate 3
Lilia Vanrouge | Twisted Wonderland
Heavy | Team Fortress 2
Alhaitham | Genshin Impact
Wriothesley | Genshin Impact
Jamil Viper | Twisted Wonderland
Idia Shroud | Twisted Wonderland
Jade Leech | Twisted Wonderland
Floyd Leech | Twisted Wonderland
Pearl Houzuki | Splatoon
Marina Ida | Splatoon
Luigi | Super Mario Bros.
Noelle Holiday | Deltarune
Maya Fey | Ace Attorney
Chara | Undertale
Soldier | Team Fortress 2
Vil Schoenheit | Twisted Wonderland
Lucifer | Obey Me! Shall We Date?
Leshy | Cult of the Lamb
Mammon | Obey Me! Shall We Date?
Melinoë | Hades II
Silver the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog
Tails the Fox | Sonic the Hedgehog
Cloud Strife | Final Fantasy VII
Sylus | Love and Deepspace
Goat | Cult of the Lamb
Sebek Zigvolt | Twisted Wonderland
Sephiroth | Final Fantasy VII
Ace Trappola | Twisted Wonderland
Zagreus | Hades
Klavier Gavin | Ace Attorney
Maria Robotnik | Sonic the Hedgehog
Metal Sonic | Sonic the Hedgehog
Riddle Rosehearts | Twisted Wonderland
Tada! This is a returning list!
Want to discuss the finer points of your Tav? Or swap Astarion fanfic with fellow readers? Here are some Baldur's Gate 3 Communities to get you started. Not a BG3 fan? Find a Community for your fave, or create one yourself. The sky's the limit.
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evilcokito · 11 months ago
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Captain of Squad 12 "I'm not a doctor. If the subject is still alive, don't call me". Lieutenant of Squad 12 “Please call for any reason.”
🔥 Idia and Ortho Shroud 🔥
Requested by: @comingyourlugubriousness. I'm so sorry for the long wait.
[ Part 2 of this. yes, part 2. ]
🔥 Curiosities:
🔥 Captain almost never leaves his laboratory or visits the human world unless the event is related to experiments. His lieutenant usually goes.
🔥 Idia's zampakuto are twin katanas, and curiously Ortho's are too. Both are related to the Ignis Fatuus.
🔥 Idia mostly uses his creations to fight. At the same time he tests them on his opponents. (Mayuri energy).
🔥 Ortho usually brings human technology and Idia "adapts" it to Soul Society: Televisions, cell phones, video game consoles, microwaves. Idia hates this, but finds video games interesting.
🔥 Experiments + Video Games: Idia never sleeps.
🔥 The captain talks excessively through messages or cell phone audio.
🔥Idia usually talks to Captain Azul, because Azul insists.
🔥 They belong to one of the Noble Families of Soul Society, along with Malleus, Kalim, Leona and Sam. They usually meet every certain time and are a very chaotic group.
🔥 Ortho walks around Soul Society all the time and visits other squads. He also looks for places that sell sweets, and then drags the captain away by force.
🔥 Among Idia achievements is changing the shape of the Zampakutos. However, it is a long, dangerous process.
🔥 Lieutenant Ortho is actually his Zampakuto, who took shape and accompanies him. Only the other Captains and Lieutenants also know, since their brother died a long time ago.
🔥 Ortho will protect Idia at any cost and against any loss, whether enemy or even another shinigami.
🔥 His brother, Ortho, was reborn into the Human World as Quincy.
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jagawriterr · 1 month ago
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Protection
Pairing: Geralt x Fem! Reader Word count: 2,2 k Warnings: blood, violence, sex 18+!!! Masterlist A/N: I haven't been here in a while. This is one of my stories that I started writing a long time ago, but like most, it got stuck in a dead end. I've only just now gotten around to finishing it. I hope you like it.
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This big, squat man would take no objection. The witcher knew perfectly well what was really hidden in these forests. He looked into the mist gathering between the branches of the trees.
It wasn't just fog that enveloped his thoughts. The howling of wolves and the rumbling sounds of owls and other forest animals filled his senses with a bitter note of anticipation.
He knelt in front of the fire with his hands folded on his knees, closed his eyes and, breathing calmly, began his witcher ritual. You heard his calm breathing transform into something more different, darker. Something that made him form his eyes and look into the darkness shrouded around the trees. He managed to see a shadow creeping through the forest thicket. His keen senses felt the vibrations in the air.
He straightened up, looking into the distance. Golden irises perfectly saw in the dark what you couldn't see even when you deliberately squinted your eyes to be able to look at it.
It was closer now. Much closer. Wrapped around your ankle. You felt a sudden surge of cold and fear. You groaned in horror, pulling your legs closer to your body. You were fucking scared.
You looked at Geralt. The tiny empty bottle he held in his hand. His gaze changed. Suddenly his face turned paler, covered with a dense network of dark veins, and his body tensed like a string.
"You are not to leave the campfire!"
The man commanded, looking at you with his dark eyes.
The feeling of cold and that something is about to grab your ankles again made you hug your knees to your chest and stare into the emptiness enveloping the ubiquitous fog that settled here for good.
Now she was everywhere. Around you. She was absorbing you. You felt her tentacles on you. You've seen things you usually don't see, while you managed to see naked people with twisted limbs walking along a forest path. With their heads turned to the other side. You covered your eyes so you wouldn't see it. You didn't want to watch strange creatures invade your brain. Even when you closed your eyes you could see their faces. Little black eyes looking at you expectantly.
You heard a noise in the bushes. The fog cleared, and with it passed terrible figures that you will not get out of your head for weeks. You heard Geralt's voice. He was excited, under the influence of the potion and the adrenaline that was pumping through his veins. He fell into the fire. He jumped to the side when a great powerful Bies burst into the flame right behind him.
Fuck. You looked at him with bulging eyes. It's not often you can see the Bies with your own eyes and experience it. And you were just looking at him. With slight disbelief. You couldn't make any sound. The noise would infuriate him even more.
The creature stopped in front of the fire that bordered you. It seemed scared, slightly irritated that it couldn't reach you. The fire made it difficult for it. It howled shrilly as it jumped to the side to deal another blow to the prepared witcher.
Geralt knew perfectly well what the monster was susceptible to. He made his hands into the Igni sign and directed it at it with all his might. The creature fell, but immediately jumped to its feet.
The witcher reached for the sword from behind his back and stabbed the monster right in the middle eye. The fiend howled shrilly. You covered your ears with your hands so as not to hear it. You were covered in dirt, scraps of leaves and pine needles, huddled under a tree, humming a prayer to the old gods, asking for this nightmare to end as soon as possible.
You smelled the faint stench of burning meat. The Witcher set the monster on fire, and the furious one rushed straight towards you. Wanting to somehow save yourself from the situation, you crawled out from under the tree into the bushes, where you were relatively safe, and the monster crashed into the tree with such force that its horns sank deep into the trunk.
You covered your face with your hands so that you wouldn't see what was sure to happen. You felt a splash of warm blood on you and the growl of a slaughtered animal. Your body trembled with cold, terror and adrenaline that flooded you. You pulled your hands away, raised your head and looked at the pale eyes of the old Fiend, who had probably lived here for thousands of years. His life had ended.
You looked at the wounded Geralt. His clothes were caked with congealed blood, pine needles and mud. He fell to his knees in front of you, took a few deep breaths and looked at you with golden eyes.
"Are you okay?"
"Everything's fine…" he replied, panting, staring at you with golden eyes. His pupils were becoming more and more elongated, cat-like, predatory. He quickly got up from the ground, grabbed your hand and led you to the cottage standing nearby. He threw himself in there with a bang, and you just screamed, falling hard onto the chair standing by the table. "Don't come out, do you understand?! Whatever happens, don't move from here!" He shouted and left, marching straight at the monsters coming out of the forest. They were everywhere. You went to the boarded-up window, breathing heavily, you looked at the scene that was taking place before your eyes.
Geralt was surrounded. The monsters grabbed him with their hands, restrainedly encouraging him to attack again. His eyes shimmered with gold, scarlet and blue, he probably took something earlier, being aware that he might not survive another attack by the creatures. But he managed. Somehow he managed to cut in half the rest of the monsters that were paving the way for him to finally find peace and rest. You saw it in his eyes, the eagerness to destroy them all, to be a part of your world again, to be close to you. You wanted him to be here, to hold you, to feel the closeness of your body.
You felt it even before he looked at you for the first time. You felt it the moment you ran into each other in that cursed forest. You were scared as a deer, and your eyes said it all, you were fucking terrified.
You listened to the sound of monsters being slaughtered, the slashes of the sword, every millimeter of skin, muscle and sinew being ripped apart. And that horrible sound of bones cracking. You couldn't stand the sound, even though it was much further away than you thought, you still heard everything. Every single sound, every wail, every whisper in your head saying that just a little longer and it would all be over.
You dreamed of this nightmare finally ending. You leaned against the wall, bitter tears of sadness and hopelessness flowing from your eyes. You didn't know if Geralt would survive, if you would survive. If you would both bite the dust, if you would manage to survive this nightmare.
One more blow to the monster's body, another sound of flesh being split, and you were wrapping yourself in a shell that you hoped would never break. You settled in the corner of the room, right next to the wall, tucked your legs up to your chest, and covered your ears with your hands so you wouldn't hear anything but the noise of your own blood and the beating of your own heart.
Suddenly all this madness disappeared. It dissolved like circles on water, and you stopped crying the moment you saw the Witcher in the doorway, covered in blood, pine needles and earth. You stood up and ran to him, throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him as tightly as you could. He hugged you back. You looked at his eyes, narrowing cat pupils, darkening with every second. You felt his body heating up, and you began to tremble with excitement.
You grabbed him by the neck, pulled him down and kissed him hard on the lips. You wanted him here and now, you both wanted each other. He grabbed you hard from the hip and pinned you to the wall, you moaned loudly feeling the bitter taste of blood on his cheeks and lips. A few strands of grey hair fell onto his face, and the scar under his eye became redder.
He tried to be gentle, but he couldn't muster enough strength. He scratched you under your breast with his dirty nails. You whimpered in pain, but after a moment you only felt euphoria and excitement that you hadn't felt before. You had the impression that you had been overpowered by some spell that the Witcher had put on you to use you. You wanted to break free, or maybe give in to this spell. You didn't even know if it was true. Or maybe your brain was just playing tricks on you. You still felt a growing wave of desire and you wanted more and more.
You craved more and more of his body, emotions, to touch his soul, in such a way, to be able to save him from the chaos of his thoughts even for a moment. To take his mind off the madness of this world. When Geralt rolled up your dress, you wrapped your legs around his hips, in your crotch you felt his swollen manhood hiding in his pants, which were getting tighter and tighter.
He turned towards the table, kissing you fiercely, he sat you down on the table, and then untied the top of your dress. The flowing material, dirty from the ground, moved slightly to reveal your full breasts, wrapped in a corset. He didn't wait to calmly unfasten it, he simply destroyed the fastenings of the corset in one quick movement, thus freeing your breasts from the cage that was hindering your breathing.
When he saw them, full, with nipples swollen with excitement, he buried his head in them and began to kiss you passionately over and over again, licking your nipples and collarbones. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter, overcome with the lust for sex. You wanted him to finally sink his fangs into your neck, to enter you, to fuck you without restraint on this table, in this fucking cottage, at the end of the world, where no one would ever find you.
When Geralt spread your thighs even further, you felt that it was about to begin, that what you had been waiting for for so long would finally happen. Then he quickly pulled his cock out of his pants and entered you hard and calmly. Despite everything, he didn't want to hurt you, but you still felt the pain tearing you apart from the inside. You felt your pussy stretching because of him, your voice getting stuck in your throat, the sweat dripping from your forehead as you tried to catch your breath, as he started to move. You feel the blood flowing from you, onto the table, and then onto the floor. You moan loudly into his shoulder, gripping the Witcher's shoulders tightly.
"Fuck… You're so tight." He groaned loudly as he thrust into you again, this time harder than before. You screamed in pain. For a moment, you were overcome with fear, despair, and the conviction that he had deprived you of something, but a moment later you felt blissful pleasure. The way he began to move faster and thrust deeper into you, you felt as if this bubble of happiness was about to burst. Your heart pumped more and more blood, the pressure increased, and your breath got stuck in your esophagus.
You screamed into his mouth as he began to kiss you again, never stopping thrusting into you faster, harder, more brutally. This turned you on even more, leading to even greater madness, to which you both became victims. The table couldn't handle it, just like you. It wobbled and creaked with every move you made. Euphoria makes you hold on to each other even tighter, you clench your pussy around his cock when you feel he's so close. So very close to the abyss, when he can already jump and give vent to what he's holding in.
After a long moment, everything fades away. The euphoria and excitement fade away, and you become the wreck of a sinking ship, of which you are a victim, just like Geralt. You stare at each other as he comes out of you, and his cum runs down the edge of the table, straight into the small stain of blood on the ground. He kisses you gently on the cheek, examines your face carefully from every side, touches the small cut on your eyebrow.
When the sun's rays become unbearable, falling through the cracks directly into your eyes, you realize that you survived the night, and the morning light creates a safety barrier between you and the monsters of the forest. It's a real relief, because you feel that this time you've succeeded. And you're not alone anymore. Right next to you, sits the Witcher, snoring, his head falling onto his chest.
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knebulanight · 2 years ago
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Stretched out my character design muscles by turning a bunch of my favorite* Pokémon into cute girls inspired by the original creatures.
(*Galarian Weezing and Clodsire aren't as high on the list as the rest, I just had some fun character design ideas for them, but everyone else is definitely my top 10)
Character names and short bios below the cut:
Glaceon (x2) | Firn & Mint | Duo magicians specializing in ice magic illusions and fantastic icicle displays, they're part of a band of performers.
Farigiraf | Zarifa | The curator of her own museum. She has a fondness for the old, dusty, magical, and especially cryptic.
Falinks | Hexa Semestre | Genius inventor, master of technology, immature brat, and super full of herself. Very much chaotic neutral, she's prone to nice and naughty acts alike, but it heavily depends on her mood and whoever is paying her with the tastier snacks.
Whirlipede/Scolipede | Latrielle | A high-ranking member of a secret evil organization. She specializes in taming and breeding dangerous beasts and insects with her unique charm and strange magicks.
Ribombee | Talis | A teeny tiny pollen collector and seller. Using her fairy intuition, she's able to tap into the mystical power of flower pollen, and turn them into a powerful healing substances and painting materials.
Sylveon | Pennon | An energetic acrobat who's part of the Glaceon Twins' performing troup. She also part-times as a candy shop clerk. Which candy shop, you ask? All of them.
Galarian Weezing | Madam Miasma | An eccentric perfume maker and wandering saleswoman. She shrouds herself with her own special perfumes. Her mood, methods, and prices dramatically shift with each kind of aroma.
Breloom | Boleta | An apothecary who lives by herself in the forest, studying mushrooms. She's learned the effects of many fungi breeds and their spores, and weaves them into her staff and self-defense fighting tactics.
Slither Wing | Dawn / "Daybreaker" | Professional wrestler in the evening, monster fighter in the morning. "Daybreaker" wakes up squarely at sunrise to fend off the daily influx of giant monsters that threaten her peaceful city.
Clodsire | Daisy | A simple lackadaisical young girl who's often seen prowling the marketplace, conversing with random passersby and indulging in free samples.
Wailord | Lady Duchess McGalleon | The only child, heir, and right hand to a canned plankton tycoon. While patiently waiting for her huge inheritance, she helps her father by overseeing the company's workers, always looming tall over them.
Typhlosion | Ignis Megaboom | She's always throwing herself into fights with no purpose, but her behavior is likely due to insecurities or something. The only time you'll see her exhibit patience is when she's charging up her explosive attacks.
bonus doodles & sketches, including some scrapped designs:
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caelumsi · 11 months ago
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Den Rielle lille Havfrue
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Updated info for my oc
Birthday: Dec 5 (Sagittarius)
Age: 18
Height: 6'2 ft./ 187.96 cm
Dominant hand: Right
Homeland: Coral Sea (but they do have a house on Queendom of Roses though)
Family:
-Idia Shroud (cousin)
-Ortho (cousin)
-Ignis Shroud (ignisshroud's oc + cousin)
-Herakles (cousin)
-Syv Havene Hagen Havfrue (ignisshroud's oc + Den's older brother)
-Melodee Aira Havfrue (little sister)
-Unnamed 4 other siblings
-Unnamed mother and father
Other names:
-Havfrue
-Den (family and close friends)
-Fish (Floyd 💀💀 istg he dont know what to call him)
-Rielle (mostly what fans call him)
School: Royal Sword Academy
Grade: Junior
Class: I still havent made sections
Club: Music club
Best subject: Music, Practical Magic
Hobbies: Collecting
Pet Peeves: Unnecessarily mean people
Favorite Food: Strawberries, Flans, Fried Seaweed
Least Fav food: nothing in particular
Talent: Singing
"Housewarden of Chorusirene. A bubbly idol whose goal is to give smiles, awareness, and protection to others through melodies. He performs with Neige on stage most of the time"
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ryuichirou · 1 year ago
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A couple of asks related to our twst x danganronpa post from yesterday, and a couple of random ones.
Anonymous asked:
I’ve been fooling around with Danganronpa in Twisted Wonderland and seeing what houses they’d be put into. I got Miu Iruma in Ingnihyde (She pulls her top down lower so her assets are on full display), Nagito Komaeda in Scarabia (He drives everyone nuts), Sakura Ogami in Savannaclaw (Kind of like the den mother to everyone), Korekiyo Shinguji in Diasomnia (Creeps people out.)
(aggressively googling the names because it’s been quite a while and I barely remember anyone other than Komaeda, Hinata or Junko) OHHHH MIU WE LOVE THAT BITCH- She would be perfect for Ignihyde, but the Igni-boys wouldn’t survive her. Only the Shrouds would survive because Idia never leaves his room and Ortho would miraculously (but not really surprisingly) get along with her lol
I would watch Nagito Komaeda in Scarabia just to see the anguish in Jamil’s eyes when he’s around, Sakura in Savannaclaw is a given and I agree!
Can’t say much about Kirekiyo, but wherever he’d be, he’ll definitely creep people out…
Anonymous asked:
Kiyotaka Ishimaru is in Heartslabyul, that’s kind of a given. I also put both Gundham Tanaka and Sonia Nevermind in Diasomnia.
Kiyotaka Ishimaru is on his way to make Heartslabyul even more annoying oh my god, it’s perfect.
Also agreed about Diasomnia, especially about Sonia. Sonia Diasomnia!!!! Diasonia!! She would fit so perfectly, and the uniform would look really good on her. Soda would be so confused about her being picked for this freaky dorm…
Anonymous asked:
I just read your post about danganronpa AU, and the way you described Azul's section low-key reminded me about byakuya togami. Basically, Azul is the byakuya in the danganronpa AU :'D And funnily enough, Epel's character would fit perfectly with Chihiro's! The only difference is that Epel is not crossdressing but people keep mistaking him as a girl. But both of them want to be and seen as strong! Coincidence? :P
Imagine all the juicy Angst potential! What if both Jade/Floyd somehow managed to die and Azul's having a mental breakdown because of this. Both of his "business partners" ahem "friends" since childhood died and now he's all alone once more. Even better what if Azul's about to be executed and the Tweels try to rescue him or prevent him from dying only for them to get injured/die during the process from none other than Azul himself and then he realises what he did and Boom mental breakdown. Basically how Ursula accidentally killed her eels Flotsam and Jetsam with the trident.
Also, imagine instead of a robotic bear Monokuma, it's actually a robotic cat, Grim. Basically, Grim is the Monokuma in this AU.
Oh god MonoGrim 😭 The worst! The worst tanuki!! (I love it)
It’s interesting that you connect Azul and Byakuya, it honestly didn’t even occur to me. I guess it’s because Byakuya kept his shit together rather well, and Azul would definitely be going through some stuff and get his maniacal giggle moments regularly. But there are similarities in a way that both are smart and would be helpful when willing to help. I don’t remember much about Byakuya, to be honest.
Epel and Chihiro really do share some similarities, huh! These two would definitely have something to talk about lol Chihiro is like “what if Epel, but Ignihyde”.
Angts, drama and trauma are the best part of danganronpa, and the potential is honestly impressive lol If something happened to the Tweels, it would affect Azul, especially if he is the one who caused it, although it’s difficult for me to picture the circumstances (I know you said about the execution and stuff)… But I really do like the reference to the Ursula’s eels’ tragic fate.
Anonymous asked:
Hi, first of all I want to preface this by thanking you for all the effort you put into this blog. I've only been here for a couple of months but it's always a pleasure to send asks here, because they never fail to be received with enthusiasm, whether I'm sharing headcanons or asking questions about your AUs. It's amazing to see how dedicated you are, not only with your art, but also engaging so consistently with all of us. What I'm trying to say is that I'm glad I could find such passionate and welcoming people, and that you don't have to feel sorry about skipping some asks. The fact that you spend time reading them all is impressive on its own.
Also, may I have a moment to gush over the post you made about the top/bottom debate? Because, my god yes! I've been thinking about Jamil's "femininity" for a long time! He isn't portrayed as cute (like Epel) or girly (like Lilia), nor does he consciously present himself in any way as androginous (like Vil may do). On the contrary, he is pretty much a regular guy in both appearance and attitude. And yet there is some kind of allure to him that can be both masculine and feminine at any given moment. Unbelievable how down bad I am for this guy, considering how hard I fought against liking him when I got into twst. These are a lot of words just to say that Jamil is very gender, and that I think he is the word エロい personified.
Anon!! It means a lot to hear that, thank you so much for your words of support and for your asks. I am so happy you’re having fun reading these replies and send more questions. It truly means a lot, and the fact that you understand my circumstances means even more. Thank you for understanding.
It still amazes me that people have read that post, it ended up being so stupidly self-indulgent LOL I’m happy you liked it!
YESSS you get it! Jamil really is just a regular guy, but the allure he has is just very natural, it’s like he isn’t even aware of for the most part (but he’s still very comfortable in his own skin and controls his body movements very easily, if that makes sense). I guess there is something snake-like in this nature of his, and honestly it’s very charming. エロい is quite a nice way to describe him….
Anonymous asked:
I wonder how Ortho feel about Ruggie being with Idia. Also, I can tell that Idia wouldn't want Ruggie to be in Styx not because for obvious reason but will likely try to steal any rare items.
I don’t know if there is any character that Ortho would disapprove of as a partner for Idia, he’s a very supportive little bean! You know, aside of his possible moments of jealousy. Unless Ruggie and Ortho have a beef that I am unaware about… but in general, I think Ortho would find Ruggie interesting and want to learn more about him.
Oh come on, Ruggie isn’t the one to bite a feeding hand! If given an opportunity to receive juicy salary on a regular basis instead of stealing expensive rare stuff and definitely getting caught because there are cameras everywhere in Styx, Ruggie would definitely pick the first option. But I guess Idia doesn’t necessarily trust Ruggie this much lol
Anonymous asked:
Fem Lilia seems like the type to sneak up on someone and then grab their boobs from behind. She would do this as a way to mess with people and she has probably done it on half of the fem cast of NRC
What do you mean “half”…
She’s such a… prankstress. This type of stuff fits her surprisingly well. Calm down, grandma 😭
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primamchorus · 4 months ago
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The Choice is Yours
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Zegnautus Keep is a cold, cruel place of horrors running amok. Yet, it is here that the party have been led -- where they will find that which they seek. Though separated in the beginning, they have since reunited, much to the joy they could spare for it. While the Crystal is indeed a priority, all have agreed that the best thing to have done was find Prompto first.
Word Count: 1,861
Notes: More or less a preliminary to the rewrite I have in mind for my project at large. Has spoilers for Chapter 13. Bound to be tweaked and fixed in the future for whenever I get around to it in my main writing endeavors for this project. Also, it's largely Primam- and Prompto-focused, so likely going to work on having less bias in the future pending.
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Mechanical whirrs filled the air as Noctis hurriedly pressed buttons on the console to free Prompto from the device he had been made prisoner of. All the while, Primam had been near the device that held him, her hands held out in futile effort to concentrate her ice magics to at least soothe the swelling. With the magic nullifier that shrouded the area, however, Primam could only curse as she stayed close, soft ‘I’m sorry’s falling from her lips as she and Ros could do nothing to ease his pain.
When finally the cuffs retracted with a harsh electronic buzz and freed Prompto, he would have fallen to the cold metal ground had Primam not immediately hurried in and buckled with him to break his fall. Her arms were loosely acting as braces for him as Prompto hesitantly sat back after righting himself, uttering a pained “... Sorry…” to her.
Of course, there was plenty of concern from everyone else to go around.
“Hey--You alright?” Gladio stepped forward.
“Are you hurt? Do you need help?” Ignis leaned down, his hand starting to reach out with some trepidation despite not being able to see.
“Give him room to breathe…” Ros said, already digging in his belongings for a potion, or anything that could have at least taken the edge off.
“I-I’m fine.” Prompto breathed, biting back on his gasps of pain that so wanted to come out. Primam could feel him shudder under her touch, her expression of worry and concern ever lingering as she watched him and kept a hand on him.
“Thank you, Noct…” Prompto slowly looked over toward Prim as well as he adjusted to sitting on his knees. “And you, too… Prim… Everyone…”
There was a silence that fell as Prompto looked down at his hands in his lap, his brow furrowing and lips pursing. Much and more was on his mind as his eyes darted from his hands to his knees.
To the floor.
To what he could see of Primam.
To Noctis’ boots.
Then back to his hands.
“Tell me…” Prompto finally managed, voice still trembling with the emotional turmoil he had been tortured by still yet. He looked up at everyone, that pain of something far deeper than that of physical discomfort evident in his expression. “Were you guys worried about me?”
“Of course we were,” Noctis replied without hesitation. His tone was surprisingly gentle considering everything from before that weighed on him. “What kind of question is that?”
For a moment, Prompto’s lips parted, and he looked at everyone who was there, standing around him. Childhood friends, and friends made along the way as Prompto spent more and more time with Noctis and the Arms of the King from their schooldays onward. They were there for him…
At least, that was what was said. The nagging feeling at the back of Prompto’s mind still ate away at him.
“‘Of course…’” Prompto repeated, whispering the words as the emotions threatened to break the dam that prevented the tears from welling in his eyes. He looked to Prim and offered her a nod to signal that he was fine before starting to push himself up into a standing position. Though Primam slowly removed herself, she stayed close, just in case.
“I need to hear you say it,” Prompto said, not making eye contact with Noctis for a moment.
An uneasy tension formed.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Prompto,” Noctis replied, thinking that was all there was to it.
Prompto shook his head. “I-I need you to…”
He clenched both fist and jaw for a moment, steeling himself. “I need you to tell me that I’m not a fake -- that I’m the real me.” His voice grew quiet as he then begged, “Please.”
Noctis’ expression changed, mouth falling open only slightly before he closed it and furrowed his brow. He was disappointed with himself most of all for what had happened. He looked in Primam’s direction, who seemed to have already been shooting him a nasty look… Aside from very nearly throwing their train off course, he could not blame her for what she tried to prevent.
“I--we--wouldn’t come all this way for a fake, Prompto,” Noctis slowly replied. His words were haphazard at best -- then again, Noctis never really was the best at arranging his vocabulary well. “I’m sorry… Sorry that I caused this mess for you…”
“We should…all apologize…” Gladio spoke up, rubbing the back of his neck. “Tensions were high at the time, and…none of us were acting right. Especially not when Ardyn showed up and made fools outta all of us.”
Nearing, Gladio then clapped a hand to Primam’s shoulder and shook her lightly in a friendly manner. “I already know Prim’s not going to admit it, but she tried to stop Noct. She saw right through Ardyn’s illusion magic on the train.”
“... Yeah, that…” Noctis began in response, the disappointment within himself welling further as he recalled the events. His arm was still wrapped in a bandage from where her ice shards cut into him from her fury as a result of his brash actions. “That was a thing that happened…”
Prompto looked at Primam, surprise softening his expression only somewhat. He watched her as she pursed her lips and looked away. After hearing what Gladio said -- and while he was desperate to hear anyone say it -- he now wanted to hear her say it. To validate him. To reassure him.
“A-And now? Can…can you see me? The real me?”
Primam slowly turned her head back toward Prompto, bangs falling over her face somewhat. Her eyes searched his for a moment, and she gave a slow nod. “I’ve…I’ve always been able to see you, Prompto… M-Maybe…not the parts of you that you hide… But I can see you. I see you now. You’re real… I…I know you are.”
The dam broke, and Prompto brought the back of his hand up to his eyes to wipe away the tears that formed before staggering forward and throwing his arms around Primam. She had actually said the words he wanted to hear. The words he needed to hear.
All the while, Primam could feel how his arms and body shook. It broke her heart, creating this painful pit within her chest as she wrapped her arms around Prompto in kind with no amount of hesitation.
The feeling of Primam’s arms around him was more than enough to break the dam completely as Prompto sank into her. He buckled again, pulling her to the ground with him. His breath hitched and he buried his head into her shoulder, holding her close as he choked back those sobs he had been holding in this entire time. All the pain was finally coming out, and Primam, in that moment, was a lifeline keeping all of him as together as possible.
Noctis wanted to say something. Something that could have reassured Prompto further. However, any plan that he could have thought of was thwarted as Ignis softly spoke up: “It sounds as though we should give them some space.”
There was quiet agreement between everyone as just about everyone shuffled out of the room. Ros was the only one who lingered longer than the others. Glancing behind him for a moment, he approached the two, a vial of green liquid in his hand. Primam took notice of Ros, turning her attention up at him. When Ros handed her the vial, she loosened one hand to take hold of it.
Once it was passed off, Ros took his leave, not wanting to make the situation awkward for them.
Softly, Primam spoke to Prompto, “Hey… Ros brought a potion for you. Whenever you’re ready, I can administer it…”
Prompto took in a shuddered breath and nodded. It took a couple moments for him to find his voice, but when he did, he finally said in that quiet tone: “Do it.”
Bringing her thumb over the stainless-steel button, Primam took in a breath, holding it, and closed her eyes. She clicked it, and the vial sprayed its green healing mist into the air around them. Whatever hit her exposed skin tingled with warmth.
Prompto, on the other hand, lifted his head, tilting it upward and breathing in the mist as he and Primam sat there in each other’s hold. What warmth Primam felt was a more full body experience for Prompto as the sensation ran from his nose down to his fingertips and toes. His aches and pains started to subside, little by little, as he experienced this brief high. It was enough for him, as he soon returned his forehead to Primam’s shoulder.
Once the potion ran its course, Primam let it go. She let her breath go, listening as the spent vial clinked across the floor before she returned her full embrace to Prompto. As long as he needed it, she would be there.
“Can…I ask you a question?” Prompto spoke after several more moments of silence.
“Anything.”
“... Why have you always been nice to me?” Prompto asked, his question searching for…something.
Primam’s expression softened, and she leaned her chin on Prompto’s shoulder, rubbing a hand along his back as a form of comfort.
“Because you’ve always been nice to me… Why would I want to be anything other than kind to you in turn when all you’ve ever shown me was kindness?” Primam gently replied, sincere with her words.
Another part of her heart broke at that moment. She wanted to tell him so many little things that weighed on her mind. But…she kept the rest of her heart hidden away, simply choosing to close her eyes and allow the moment to linger as long as necessary.
“You should hate me…” Prompto choked. Despite his words, his hold on Primam tightened. “You should all hate me.”
Primam reaffirmed her hold on Prompto, nestling her head in the crook between his neck and shoulder. “I don’t have a reason to hate you. I have every reason to love you for everything you’ve ever done for me.”
“Even if I’m the enemy?” Prompto’s voice was barely a whisper. He spoke like he wanted the faint mechanical hum of the very building to drown out his voice.
Silence lingered in the air between them. Primam tried to piece together what Prompto meant by that. Instead of pulling away, she sighed and remained. When she finally had the words, she continued to speak in her gentle manner: “If you’re the enemy, then you have me in quite the vulnerable spot, don’t you think? I would be a fool to trust you like this…and yet, I feel no knife at my back. If you’re the enemy, then prove it.”
Prompto’s breath stuttered again, and he curled his face back into Primam’s shoulder.
“... No… Don’t make me…”
“The choice is yours.”
A moment passed, and Prompto withdrew his head from Primam’s tear-stained jacket. He looked at her, eyes red. Yet, there was this look of realization on his face that was a result of her words.
The choice is yours.
“... Thank you…” Prompto said, another stuttered breath drawn as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Primam’s.
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yuuniee · 5 months ago
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💀 Close Your Eyes... 🦪
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💙 Synopsis: In which Fawn decides to pay a visit to Idia, who is recovering from his overblot.
A/N: I felt like sharing a small drabble I wrote before :)
🏷️ @thehollowwriter @twstinginthewind @twst-the-night-away @cyn-write @ice-cweam-sod4
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Walking around the school to her next class with her close friend, Fawn was chatting with Auburn about the daily things they had in life.
“A student in Ignihyde has overblotted as of late, or so I’ve heard.” The redhead said as he carried his books in his arms again.
“Oh dear... Shall I pay them a visit, I wonder..” She looked down on the ground in her P.E. uniform and her broom in hand.
“That wouldn’t be necessary, your highness.” He politely, but formally, replied to her while looking at her. “While I may not know the identity of that student is yet, I do believe you need to stay out of the matter until they recover.”
“What if they are in bad condition? Perhaps I can use a spell or a potion to help them recover from it..” She smiled hopefully as her eyes sparkled in joy.
“Fawn, please… Just for this once.” His gaze softened. “I just want you to stay out of other people’s business. You don’t have to help others and waste your magic like this. You may overblot one day from this, you know?”
“I know you’re concerned about me as always, Aubbie. But trust me, I’ll be alright. Just allow me to lend them a hand.”
The young man sighed in defeat.
“If you say so, who am I to defy that order?”
In response, she kissed his cheek and beamed in joy.
“Thanks a lot, I’ll be careful not to overuse my powers.”
As they departed to their respective classes later on, the two Ignihyde students’ conversation caught her attention.
“I wonder where Dorm Head Idia is...”
“Probably in his room again.”
She turned her head towards them to hear it more clearly.
“He sits there all day, every day… I wonder if he’s alright.”
“Eh, who cares?”
“I do!”
Then she realized something and took out her phone to check her messages.
(01:30 a.m) Me: idyyyyy 🥺 💕
(01:30 a.m) Me: r u there?
(01:32 a.m) Me: i’ll get you those gummy worms u like omw to igni after classes<3
(Seen: 06:32 a.m)
Blueberry Baby 🥰: im feeling tired fawn
‘Strange, he would usually reply to me even when he’s tired...’ She thought to herself and scrolled more to see his latest message, which was two weeks ago.
Blueberry Baby 🥰: can we stop here for now?
Me: okay :(
Me: have a good rest, sleep well <3
Blueberry Baby 🥰: thx babe u too ❤️
She then remembered that his last login in the game they played together was also two weeks ago, and it instantly clicked in her head. The student who overblotted was Idia, probably feeling weak ever since it happened. Knowing how that feels, she brought a hand over her mouth in shock to conceal her quiet sobs, being angry at herself for not realizing it before. But now, she knew what to do. The feeling of wanting to help her long time friend and now boyfriend as much as she can was even more intense now. But not right now. For now, she had to attend her classes.
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Her low heels clacked in the distance as she walked to his room with Ortho. As the younger Shroud gestured to the door of his room and opened it for her, she couldn’t help but peek at his room and she instantly spotted the older Shroud’s sleeping form under the dim lights.
“Idy…”
She gently stroked the warm, silky, fiery hair he had as they waved on her fingers. She let out a quiet chuckle before tidying up the trash with magic and took them out, and then she sat next to him and watched him sleep for a few moments.
“Probably something you haven’t been doing for a long time, hmm?”
Her hand made its way to his cheek as she cupped it with her hand.
“Sleeping, resting, just letting your mind wander into the realm of dreams...”
She looked away and sighed.
“An overblot obviously takes so much mental and physical toll on one’s body, so you obviously do the same. D-don’t ask how I know this..!”
As she nervously fidgeted her fingers, she turned to face him again and put her thumb on his lips to caress them. Those lips that he bit whenever he felt anxious, those lips that curled into a shit-eating grin, those lips that had placed such soft kisses on her cheeks... She quietly contemplated what she should say next as if the guy in front of her was fully awake.
“Board Game Club has been quite lonely without you, my love... With Azul chatting my ear off whether you have made a full recovery because ‘I know you the best’, and with Ortho not being in our club anymore, and without you... it feels pretty lonely... But at least you’re recovering..! At least you’ll be alright soon!"
Having noticed that she raised her voice, she sighed.
“I miss being with you.. in-game, or in real life... Raids feel lonely without the legendary Gloomurai, you know? A-also.. I quite miss your hugs too... Heck, I would give the world just to see you smile once again…”
She slowly leaned in and kissed his temple while touching his cheek again.
“...Mmm... Ortho... noooo.... Don’t goooo... Nnngh…”
“O-oh dear…”
In an instant, she quietly went beneath his sheets and she held his trembling body in her arms. Her lips met the corner of his eyes this time, and she kissed his tears away.
“Mmh...”
She noticed his bottom lip quivering, a sign that he’s about to cry. Soon he started to let out quiet sobs while hugging her torso, thinking it’s the ever so familiar pillow under his head. He cried and cried until he felt calmer and he rubbed his cheek onto what he felt like it was a pillow. But quickly realized that it wasn’t it. First he heard a little squeak, then a faster heartbeat, neither of which being a thing that his pillow had. That was when he decided to look up and have the realization hit him, that he was actually laying his head on Fawn’s chest. She had tried to hold still for him so hard, but her voice ultimately betrayed her. The tips of his hair started to turn bright pink and he let out a small sob while looking at her with wet eyes. She gently cradled his face in her hands and planted a gentle kiss on his face.
“I’m here, blueberry... Forever and always...” She quietly whispered in his ear and put his head back on her chest.
“Fawn...”
“I’ll always be there for you whenever you need me...”
He awkwardly held her too and laid back, slowly drifting back to sleep.
“Thank.. you...”
His hair became brighter and pinker in response, and he slowly closed his eyes again.
“Good night, sweetheart... Sweet dreams...”
And she watched his sleeping face until she eventually fell asleep as well.
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“Big Brotheeeeeer~! It’s time to wake u-- ...Ohh!” 🫢
The sight that greeted the younger Shroud was nothing short of a sweet moment shared between the two. So he went ahead, took a picture with his eye camera at a closer angle and saved it in his memory card to send to his parents later. He giggled before quietly waking up Fawn to get her to her classes.
“Pssst, Big Sister..! It’s time to wake up!”
“...I know, I know… I’m up already…” She groggily said before gently placing a kiss on the top of her boyfriend’s head and putting his head on his pillow. Then she slowly entangled his arms that were around his waist and had him let her go. After that, she practically slid away and stood up.
“Thanks for waking me up, Ortho..” She said, patted his head and went back to her dorm in quiet steps.
“You’re welcome, Big Sister. But.. will you visit my brother tomorrow too?”
She nodded.
“I will visit him every day to make sure he’s doing well.”
“Waaahh, that’s so great!!” He beamed, “I’m sure he’ll recover in no time when you stay by his side like this!”
She let out a half hearted laugh.
“I hope he does.” She replied, “I believe in him. He’s stronger than he looks.”
“Right?! My brother is the best brother in the world!”
“...Yes. Yes, he is.”
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ignisshroud · 6 months ago
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Takoyahi canon behavior
[YUMESHIP]
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GUYS THAT'S IGNIS NOT IDIA N O T NOT IDIA SHROUD IT'S IGNIS I-G-N-I-S IGNIS IGNIS SHROUD, YES THEY'RE BROTHERS, THAT'S MY OC, SELF INSERT, YES
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olivia200312 · 5 months ago
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Chapter 2: The Ball || Different (FFXV! Ardyn Izunia x WW! Reader)
Summary:
Y/N is a fallen Wing Warrior that can't fly. She is also a loner. When she gets found by King Regis, he takes her under his wing and trains her to be a strong warrior. But when a handsome (tragic) man, known as Chancellor Ardyn Izunia, sees her at a ball, held by King Regis himself, he takes an interest in her. He begins watching and obsessing over her. When Y/N gets sent away by King Regis to protect Noctis and his friends, Ardyn will do anything to make Y/N his… and his only.
But while Y/N is completely clueless about it, she searches for answers through stories. But can she change his heart that is shrouded in darkness and desire for revenge? What if Ardyn becomes king when Noctis sleeps in the Crystal for 10 years? What if he returns to fight Ardyn? What if Y/N becomes deadly sick with no cure?
All can be found in this book!
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It's been like a month ever since Y/N arrived in Eos. It's like an earth-like planet where she was now. It's been... interesting to say the least. She was allowed to explore the surroundings of Insomnia and mostly the books attracted her to them. Y/N was careful of her surroundings and she didn't let her fears get in the way, especially when it came to her wings, her pure fluffy white wings. They were sensitive, yes... but they were strong as well. 
As time passed, Y/N eventually met more people who would become her friends: Noctis, Gladio, and Prompto. She already met Ignis. She found out more about who they were. Noctis was the son of King Regis and also the heir to the throne. Prompto was Noctis' best friend. Gladio was Noctis' shield while Ignis was the advisor of the royal family. It was... interesting. 
Not only meeting them but also her training. 
The current king and Cor trained Y/N for hours by fighting with weapons. She felt herself becoming stronger than before. While she did become stronger, there was someone in the shadows watching over her... 
Y/N was clueless about it.
She also got permission to use books to learn more about the monarchs, histories, and places. The very first Lucis Caelum king was Somnus. The book said things like who his parents were and where he was born. It also said that he was the only child. Now something told in Y/N's gut that it wasn't true. Why was she feeling this way? Was there something that the historians didn't find? Or was it kept a secret? Why was the woman feeling rage? 
It was nearly ball and Y/N found a dress that was color (choice) (please choose or imagine a color that will suit Ardyn's appearance. It's unknown which color his favorite is. But if you dislike the idea, than feel free to choose a color that matches your white wings). She got enough gil, the money that Eos uses, to pay for a dress in a clothing store outside of the castle. She put on the beautiful ball gown dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked beautiful... stunning. She was taken aback. Her hair was slightly curled and her face had light makeup on. She wasn't too girly to put on a lot of makeup. She didn't mind to put a little bit.  
Once she saw that everything was looking fine, she put on her ladies' flat shoes instead of high heels. She was not a chick high-heel person. She took a deep breath, closed her wings securely, and opened the door. She could hear very faint music playing around. She stepped out and closed the door behind her. She walked towards the main ballroom, where the king held the ball out for this evening. Y/N entered the room and she gasped by how big the room was and even by how many people there were. Everyone was well dressed in suits and dresses. King Regis was this time not on the throne as he was speaking with some men who seemed to be in high positions. 
Once she saw that everyone seemed to be busy with one another, the Wing Warrior began to feel sad. She was again a loner and an outcast. She needed to do something about it. 
But what she didn't know was that she was being watched. 
She saw a drinking table nearby so she went there and boy, was she a shy and polite girl. If she bumped into someone then she apologizes. She also said politely and softly "Excuse me" to pass by. Once she reached the table, she grabbed a glass and poured water into it. She wasn't a drinker or a smoker. She preferred herself clean inside. Once she finished drinking water, she set the glass back down and that's when King Regis walked on stage, grabbing the microphone from the stander. "Good evening, everyone. I want to thank you all for joining the ball for tonight." King Regis went on by why he held the ball and he spoke a little further, until the singing part comes. He looked at Y/N, who looked nervous. She asked the king a day before if she could sing before the ball would be held. She explained the reason and that was she wanted to sing and teach the people of Eos that she was different. She was sure that the music was still the same just like in her world. 
"We will today have singers on stage, first one will be my apprentice. Please welcome Y/N," King Regis said, welcoming Y/N with a warm look in his eyes. 
Y/N walked towards the stage and there were applauses from a lot of people that were in this room. She felt shy and smiled a little. Due to being an outcast and a loner, she experienced depression and had many episodes of attacks inside of her. But she tries her best to not let it get to her. She stepped on the stage and took the microphone from King Regis' hand before bowing to him in respect. Once she stood up, she saw his kind and heartwarming eyes looking into hers. He laid his hand on her shoulder and patted her very shortly before leaving the stage. 
Y/N looked toward the crowd while hiding her nervous expression. She was sweating but hoped it would be gone if someone wanted to dance with her. Uhm, spoilers, she was a bad dancer. She did a small bow first before she stood straight up and spoke: "I'd like to thank his Majesty for inviting me on stage. I requested it before this ball took place. I will today sing a song that is actually from my world. It is in French but it's a beautiful one. It's called 'Love Story'. Enjoy."
As Y/N began to sing, she didn't know that her singing voice improved. Sure, it was normal for beginners not to sing perfectly but... there were celebrities out there who were born with singing talent. Some of the couples began to dance while others were gaping at Y/N. To them, she was a beauty with a beautiful voice. Y/N sang with her eyes closed and with a smile, she danced a bit and used her whole body to move. She even did a couple of small and delicate spins. 
Among the crowd, there was a man with yellow/amber eyes. He didn't exactly wear a suit but he looked damn fine. His hair was red-violet. He also had handsome strong features. He looked at Y/N with deep interest and smirked. He will speak to her after she finishes. 
Once Y/N was done, she bowed and the public gave a big applause to her for that. She gave the microphone to the next singer, who was also a woman but not a Wing Warrior. Both women gave each other a respectful nod before they parted ways. Y/N carefully walked down off from the stage and once her feet hit the floor, she felt relieved. Sure, she did enjoy singing, but she was a nervous wreck on stage. Her sweat began slowly to disappear. 
Just as she wanted to grab a drink (with water) at the table, a man stopped her. He was dressed... with interesting clothing for this ball tonight. Or was this his choice of clothing for a living? He was dressed like a chancellor and wore a fedora hat on his head. His eyes were amber and his hair was red-violet. He smirked at the Wing Warrior and the woman was blushing. But why? 
"My dear, I heard you singing on stage and I must say, your voice is like gifted by the Gods," the man responded. 
Y/N felt her heart flatter at the compliment by this man. But... why did her body tell her that he was not someone to be trusted? He looked to be a mysterious man but why does he look interesting to Y/N? "Why, thank you, sir. It's an honor." She bowed. 
The man grinned this time but still had a smirk on his face. "I must say, you're interesting."
Y/N tilted her head a bit to the side. "How so?" She was clueless about what the mysterious man meant about that. The man thought that it was cute of her to be oblivious. "I heard that you are from a different world by rumors. And that seems to be correct—my, my." He circled Y/N and the Wing Warrior kept an eye on him. "You are unique. Wing Warrior, am I correct?" He said as he stopped in front of the woman. 
Y/N nodded, showing the signal that he was correct. That's when he smirked again and wanted to touch her wings, to feel how soft they were. But he decided not to do it that... yet. He leaned a bit too close to Y/N's ear and whispered: "Even your name is beautiful... Y/N."
Y/N wanted to ask how he knew her name until she remembered that King Regis said her name out loud in front of the crowd. She felt herself embarrassed. She tried to hide it by covering her face with her hands but the mysterious man grabbed her hands delicately and held them in his big warm ones, causing Y/N to blush. 
"Ah, ah, ah. Don't hide your beautiful face, my dear," He flirted. 
Just as Y/N wanted to remark, she heard the woman sing a song and Y/N couldn't help but look at her. She was... too shy to look at the man holding her hands. Y/N felt her fingers hooked under her jaw gently and her head turned to look into his amber eyes. He smirked, let go of her, and bowed, which surprised Y/N. 
He then stood back up and stuck out his hand to her, causing Y/N to blush even more. "May I have a dance with you?"
Y/N settled her hand on his and he, with care, romantically held her hand. Y/N blushed again. She should learn to stop blushing so much. The man noticed it and chuckled. "You blush too much, my dear."
Y/N squealed and pulled away gently. But the mysterious man pulled her back. That's when another beautiful song came on. It must be a song from their world, Y/N thought.
The mysterious man gently tugged Y/N and she quickly woke up, realizing that she was being led to the dancefloor. Y/N didn't know how to dance and she panicked on the inside. Once she was by the other dancers, Y/N didn't know what to do and she looked pleadingly at the mysterious amber-eyed man for help. He smirked at her and placed her one hand on his shoulder and the Wing Warrior felt his one hand on her back. She blushed slightly. He leaned to her ear and whispered: "Just follow my lead, my darling."
Y/N nodded, shyness taking over as they began to dance. It was a slow dance and it felt... so right. But her body kept screaming at her that this man was not someone to be trusted. But she betrayed herself and found herself enjoying the dance with him. Who was he? She felt lost in his amber eyes. 
Y/N yelped as he dipped her gently. He smirked and pulled her back up. As the song ended, he leaned in and Y/N blushed furiously. Was he going to kiss her? She had never been kissed before. Yes, she was a virgin too and it made her nervous as heck. She found herself leaning in too and just as their lips were about to meet, there suddenly was an attack, causing Y/N to pull away to look at what was happening. She looked with wide eyes as a familiar figure entered the room with black wings. It was a male. He scanned the room and smirked upon spotting Y/N. "I finally found you, Y/N."
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valkariel · 1 year ago
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Necrotic Shroud
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Head: Ktiseos Petasos of Casting - default Body: Wolfliege Coat - midnight blue Hands: Void Ark Gloves of Casting - default Legs: Yakaku Fundoshi - rolanberry red Feet: Archfiend Sabatons - ink blue
Earring: Voidmoon Ear Cuffs of Casting Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring
Main Hand: Augmented Ignis Malus - rolanberry red Off Hand: -- For extra blue glow: Alt Main Hand: Exquisite Ignis Malus
Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: The Lunar Subterrane - Cloven Crystal Square (jump pad)
Shader: Faeberry Bokeh
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octahyde · 7 months ago
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Regarding Ortho’s Age
I know in Shroud circles this occasionally comes up as a point of contention, so I want to offer my thoughts. 
A few weeks ago on Twitter, I saw some Igni/Shroud stans saying our current Ortho is 16 and to say otherwise was infantilizing him; citing he has sixteen years of memories.
This is a take that very, VERY bothers me. I’d go as far as to say you don’t have any understanding of Ortho as a person or a character if you confidently think this. (And if you’re an Igni/Shroud stan in your 20s saying this… you might not understand them as much as you think you do.)
This is all for a very simple reason.
Those memories are not his own.
The entire point of Book 6 and Ortho’s arc is that him and Phantom!Ortho are… two completely different people. This is further emphasized multiple times in Book 7, where the current Ortho is considered the youngest brother. Mama and Papa Shroud say they have three children. Idia says at a VERY CRUCIAL point that she has TWO younger brothers. 
Ortho’s entire character hinges on the fact that he is his own person, and, furthermore, is a Shroud by choice; he has the option to live life free from the Shroud family at the end of Book 6, and him and Idia both agree he has been her brother, independently of Phantom!Ortho, for a long, long time.
He did not live those eight years of memories he has on his hard drive. His older brother did. Remove those, and he’s only actually left with six years of memories. However, he has the mental development by design of an 8 year old. Thus, between his mental development and physical appearance, he is, in fact, eight years old. High schoolers being friends with a classmate’s child sibling isn’t even that weird, imo- kids are curious and like to hang out with older people, and most teens who know the kid sibling will want to make them included, I think. (Don’t quote guy who is a decade out of high school on that when this fandom has plenty of teenz though).
Overall, if you’re saying the Ortho at NRC is 16 years old, you are denying him his individualism and agency, and also implying that he’s an extension of the middle Shroud brother. Something the narrative is adamantly against. Ortho Shroud is a child. It’s fine to be bothered with how the fandom infantilizes him and downplays his less innocent traits, but saying he’s 16 as a counter is a direct misunderstanding of his character.
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blood-orange-juice · 10 months ago
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The Fall of the Faded Castle, vol.3:
A glowing red fog-cloud, Embraced the castle just like a shroud. On the castle's great central stage, a tall thin figure did appear, A dark spirit in black robes, arriving at last. The guests, a moment ago enjoying their revels, Fell to the floor one by one, Bereft of time even to scream. The master sat shivering and still on his throne, His soul also snatched by the dark. Amid the roar of brick and tile hitting the ground, The castle's glory faded into the past, Swallowed by glimmering waves. The blood moon the towers once blocked reappeared in the sky, Its baleful glow sweeping the land. And today, by the banks of the world's purest lake, The water reflects the long-fallen, faded castle. The joy and brilliance that once lit its halls, Consigned to legends and dreams.
Should we assume that Arle also killed Remus?
Nice.
I guess she does have a reason to go back to Remuria ruins, if only to reminisce fondly.
Also I wonder. Her constellation is Ignis Purgatorius (Purgatory flame, or cleansing/purifying flame), so what is it that she cleanses. Forbidden knowledge? That seems awfully Celestia-aligned so probably not that.
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