#mmmmm they heal my soul

[silkysong]

hidie

[bluberimufim]

I want to sleep

Heyyyyyy I got bored so here's another snippet from "Devourer of Souls". This one was also in the poll (ages ago) - it's the "Asha character exploration" one!

taglist: @little-mouse-gardens, @wildswrites

trigger warnings: kind of suicidal ideation-adjacent, but in a way a very old immortal would be longing for their suffering to end

“You know, I told you you had talent for the frontlines.” “Asha…” The Master Healer Lady pointed a finger in her direction, telling her to shut up. Her other hand held a half-emptied glass of wine, a leftover from dinner. “I told you the Goddess of Time would want you by her side.” Asha looked to the open window, which let in the cool night breeze. Seth sat behind her desk, in the office lit only by a weak old lamp. It must have already been in the building when they’d set up the hospital. “The Goddess of Time has no interest in me.” “Your magic is fascinating!” Asha exclaimed, throwing herself into a chair across from Seth. “I spent the whole afternoon looking at records I have of past healers and I found nothing like it. How do you do it? Seth shrugged. She didn’t like talking about it. “I don’t know. I was never able to heal people the correct way.” She decided to leave the explanation at that. Her thoughts on her own soul and its incompatibility with the rest of the world were for Theo’s ears only. “Mmmmm. I see.” Asha fell silent, fidgeting with her hands, which she’d laid on her chest. She drank the rest of her wineglass and set it down on the table, right beside the bottle. Seth’s own glass remained almost untouched. “You’re dying, aren’t you?” Seth asked. She said it as if it was simply a fact. Something obvious, and not a question with such weight. Asha nodded. A light smile spread across her face. “You’ve noticed too?” “I can see it.” “I think Dora knows as well.” “I can… heal you. If you like.” Asha spread her arms over the table. Her face was near where Seth’s hands lay. She could say that she’d talked to Asha many times, but never like this. Because the person she’d been with hadn’t really been Asha: it was the Master Healer Lady of the eastern hospital. Only in that dimly lit office, for the first time, did she truly see her. “Let it be.” “It’s nothing to me. I don’t even have to use my own soul.” “No. I feel like I’m reaching my limit. I prefer to leave things as they are.” “But…” “Dora has already told you her plans for when I die, right?” Seth let herself sink into the chair, with a sigh. “Yes.” “Then you know how we’re both tired. You know she’s the last thing keeping me here. I give her my soul because it’s what I want to do. It’s how I choose to show her my love and devotion.” Asha paused and straightened her spine. She placed her chin into her hand, looking at her distorted reflection on the wine bottle’s surface, with a melancholic expression on her face. “You’re the only person I knew that’s still alive, you know? All the other healers I met over the years. All the friends I made. A few girlfriends as well. All dead.” She sighed. “You know… for the standards of a normal person, I’m not even that old. But I can’t help but think that the Goddess of Time has cursed me with a horribly long life. It’s very lonely, living like this." Seth couldn’t reply. “The only people I know now are these healers,” Asha continued. “They’re all younger than me and I know that they’re all going to die. And, if they don’t die, they’ll suffer the same fate as me. The only people I can talk to are you three." She pushed her chair away, its leg catching on the soft carpet, and went to the window. “I love Dora. At least like this, I can dedicate the rest of my life to her and, when it’s over, we’ll head together into death. We’re both so, so tired of prolonging the inevitable. I want to sleep."

Cannot believe Asha was a throwaway character I made up for the prologue. Look where she ended up. Wtf.

[ye-olde-trojan-horse]

rank either:

The most heart wrenching moments in Choices

Or

The most heart warming/happy/kicking my feet ahh they're so cute moments

Or

Do both, I'm not in charge of you haha

heart wrenching:

“You just…go away somewhere okay? Go live your beautiful life. Fade into obscurity, leave the heroics to people who have less to offer the world.”

this line right here in chapter 53. my ‘I need to cry’ music playlist is called fade into obscurity. so yeah, this takes the cake.

2. sirius’s dreams after regulus dies. ouch.

3. this conversation

4. lupercal - that was the such a healing and then soul destroying storyline.

5. all of chapter 51. I will not be elaborating.

okay they were just specific quotes off the top of my head, there are definitely more but mmmmm

[wordsofapanda]

I’ve been so occupied with interviews and applications that I’ve been exhausting myself a bit. Today was the day my body just said mmmmm nope. I couldn’t sleep early so I only slept for two hours before my first interview of the day. Then I passed out a tiny bit before going to a doctors appointment. And when I came back I passed out AGAIN. I woke up to feed my cat but my body was in a ridiculous amount of pain from exhaustion and the cold weather. I passed out one more time and woke up hungry like a bear. I feel like my body needs more warmth and sleep than I am giving it. The weather in my town has been super windy, cold, rainy and there are flood/blizzard warnings. It hailed sporadically and rained intensely. The cold always negatively affects my body so I go into hibernation mode when I’m in pain. I’m fortunate enough that my dad decided to make one of my favorite soups today so it healed my soul a bit. I am desperate for the weekend.

[oh-no-its-bird]

OHHHH YOURE SO SMART??

Holy shit why didn't I think of that

Also like. Uchiha Jon being an Uchiha, permitting someone to remove and brand his eyes. SO fucked up. SO many cultural implications. No matter how that goes he is feeling things about it

I meed a scene of Elias very creepily going, "You know, some say the eyes are the window to your soul. It's not that I disagree, of course. It's just that I, personally, think they're so much more than just a window."

Which is to say -> What if the seal also compacts your soul into your eyes when you die, which is the technique Elias is using to keep himself alive (still body hopping via eye transplant) But also means he can keep his toy soldiers... well, not alive. He's not going to revive them, not when most died because he tossed them away on purpose.

But to preserve them, and of course their memories. All that juicy information, perfect for feeding to his patron (whether it actually rewards him for it or not)

Elias and his collection of ARCHIVE branded eyes,, he feeds the cast offs to the beholding and keeps the ones he think might be useful later, like Gertrudes

I think the brand only starts to record/collect your soul and memories from the moment it was put onto you, which also means if you die and your eyes are transplanted into a new body, you can only actually remember / are the person you were starting from when the moment the brand was sealed into your eyes. A half life, starting from when you pledged yourself to Elias <3

If they're put back into your old body then ur fine tho, but like. That's assuming your old body is still functional. If you die of smthn and the eyes are left there, with a still open wound, you're just stuck in a never ending cycle of half-consious death till your eyes rot enough to break the seal. But if your body is healed up and functional, you'll be ok

Tough fucking luck if you die of disease or old age

This also gives Elias a cool fucked up backstory of how he quite literally killed the young man he once was, only able to remember his life from the moment that he was so consumed by his own ambition that he gouged his own eyes out to have branded.

Mmm are the eyes even really the same person or are they just a perfect copy. If a perfect clone of you exists with all of your memories up to the second, who's to say who the real one is? Yay existential crisis!

You're actually so fucking smart ab the Orochimaru and Sasuke reflection in Elias-l and Jon I can not BELIEVE I didn't see that

Also got me thinking ab Sasuke which got me thinking ab the Uchiha Massacre which got me thinking—

Ok so. I can see this going 2 ways:

Route 1 ->

Elias smells Danzo cooking something up for the Uchiha. He doesn't know what but he doesn't really care, but he does start dropping casual "haha Danzo have I introduced you to my special little boy yet? Jon? I'd be sooo mad if anything happened to him yk? Just soooo mad, oh man I might even try to (gasp) cause problems? Not for you of course but just in general, yk, if someone fucked him up before I was done playing w him 💅"

And Danzo goes "holy shit fuck OFF Elias."

",,,, but also Itachi,, don't kill that one."

And Itachi, 12 years old and phsycing himself up to murder his parents and also literal babies in their cribs in an hour, is like "are you fucking serious right now"

So anyways Itachi spares Jon for "unknown reasons" that WILL haunt the narrative and also Sasuke and also very much Jon. Maybe he gives him a non fatal blow that's supposed to make it look like he survived via coincidence but like. Jon Knows(tm) it was on purpose

Very torn up ab it, Jon is absoloutley smelling conspiracy and following that trail HARD

Danzo is telling Elias to come get his fucking dog and Elias his huffing and rolling his eyes like "mmmmm if I havvveee too,,"

Route 2 ->

Elias does no meddling (or maybe he does but is ignored)

Its actually Tobi that kills Jon with a clean slice to the throat, but bc of the ARCHIVE seal in his eyes keeping his soul in place, he's stuck in that never ending loop of death

(Distant narrative implications of Jon actually experiencing the fear of the End here)

He's lucky enough that his pulse is checked when he's more alive than dead, and he's rushed to the hospital where he reportedly dies several times on the operating table (wow what a miracle he survived that! Truly extraordinary!)

Then when his body is healed up enough, he's stabilized enough to properly come back. Yay ARCHIVE seal! I'm sure that wasn't traumatic at all.

So uhh, bad news Danzo! There's another survivor of the Uchiha massacre, one who's backed by a major political figure in town, who's very well known as being a truth seeker and guy who always knows what's up, and he's very loudly telling everyone who will listen that it wasn't Itachi who killed everyone!! (He didn't actually see Itachi at all, died too soon/wasn't in the right area of the compound)

Rare Elias w, he's not gonna let Danzo dissapear his boy and also he thinks this is way too funny + karma + beneficial for him if Jon keeps talking so he won't tell him to shut up either!

Oops, sorry Danzo. Maybe u should have spared his special little guy after all </3

Meanwhile Sasuke is latching on to Jon so hard it hurts and also hearing that it wasn't Itachi and wanting to believe it SO badly. Idk if he'd really truly believe his brother was innocent or not but GOD he'd want to

I think Jon got a question in before Obito slashed him, so maybe he got some sort of "why are you doing this?" / "who are you?" Comoelled out of Obito (tho bc of the situation he only actually heard half of whatever Obito replied)

So like not only does he have another suspect to hand over to Konoha he has possible motive too!! Or smthn idk

I think I like option 2 the best, I feel like dying but refusing to actually die works well with Jon and also the tie in to the ARCHIVE seal is really fun. I imagine that at that point in the story, he doesn't actually know what the seal does in terms of forcibly keeping him alive. So for readers it'd be a [shrug] "Yeah that's Jon alright, dying on the oppoerating table 12 times wasn't enough tbh" moment

But one that later in the fic with the full extent of the eye seals revealed, would be totally recontextualized

Anyways uhhh. Incredibly dysfunctional family of Daisy and Jon trying to raise Sasuke, thank u for ur time.

TMA naruto au time buckle up,

Jon should get to be a half Uchiha bastard who has an infamously hard time controlling his sharingan.

His mangekyo (which he gets very very young when he accidentally leads a bully to their death at the hands of a nukenin with a love of spiders) basically acts as his beholding abilities and can allow him to compel people to sit still and answer anything he asks of them, which gets really messy when you consider a) shinobi society is built on secrets, and b) he has a really hard time turning it off

His visions absoloutley fucked but whatever bloodline his father was from seems to have caused the deterioration of his eyes to stop where it is— and is also the cause of why he has extra difficulty w it's flip switch

Anyways, Inuzuka Daisy or Hatake Daisy, I can't decide. Either way shes wolf coded as fuck and also in a similar boat of being absoloutley shit at controlling her bloodline. She and Jon are so problem child coded, and I think part of the reason she hates him as kids is bc she sees a lot of herself in him but like, at her worst. All of her issues but he just lays down and takes it when she fights tooth and nail against anyone who so much looks at her wrong. They are opposite ends of the spectrum and she's hyper aware of it

I think that when they're older they should get to go on a mission together and basically the whole coffin thing happens but with like an enemy nin w an earth chakra type.

Mmm alternatively tho, sprinkle in hints of the dreaded fears and play w the beasts and yokai of naruto canon, pull some spooky shit.

They get in over their heads, coffin happens, Jon goes back for her then we end with them both just kind of looking at eachother like "there are things in this world we can not comprehend."

Mmm, naruto version of the fears,,, that could be fun. Incorporate the bijuu maybe, idk

Anyways, Daisy hates Jon, coffin time happens and Jon escapes but then goes back for her (if she's a Hatake, this could also play interestingly w parallels to Kakashi) and they come out of the whole thing having Seen Thing(tm) and are irriversably changed and also now very much edging into co-dependant besties territory

Can u tell I'm a big fan of the Daisy and Jon besties agenda bc I so am

Moving on to the others ->

I want to say civilian Martin? I don't have much for him tbh, it'd be cool if he was like distantly related to Haku tho. Give him the cool ice mirror bloodline limit or whatever bc smthn smthn the lonely.

Mmm ok acrually hear me out: civilian Martin who's trying very hard to avoid shinobi things. He's actually a defected Kiri nin who forged a new identity for himself and fled to Konoha to start a new life after the bloodline hunts back in Kiri killed his whole family (except for Haku, but he doesn't know he's still alive) He's trying very hard to fly under the radar, but I doubt he'll succeed for long

I want him to look like all those fun lonely avatar fan arts of him w the sharp teeth, white streaked hair, dulled looking skin and kinda fishy vibes overall actually, but like he uses a seal to keep a permanant henge on him to look normal bc hes very visibly Kiri otherwise

Tim is giving me Yamanaka vibes for some reason. I like that also bc then we could possibly get him and Jon working together in T&I, which like yay parallel to how they used to work together before the archives

Sasha is giving me civilian born shinobi vibes, I think she should get to work in the hokage tower. Paper pusher with big dreams of moving up the latter and really being someone one day. She has her eyes dead set on a position in the Hokage's office

Basira is ,,, somewhere. You really can't have Daisy without her that's just illegal but I'm not too sure where to put her. Civilian born Basira kinda suits her but I'm ngl I'm kinda eyeing Nara Basira. Wait no fuck ok, Nara Basira and she was on a 3 man unit with Tim at one point, now they just need a Akimichi to complete the narashikacho trifecta there

She totally works in T&I now, or maybe with the Uchiha police force? It's like 90% Uchiha but I'm pretty sure some other clans are spotted here in there among them, and if they're not, I mean, I don't actually give a shit so .

I don't know if this is one of those aus where canon is still there but we're just adding tma characters into the mix or if it's just vague naruto setting but tma characters are our focus / replacing the main cast. But I think it's the first. If it was the second tho I'd say Elias as Danzo in a heartbeat

But since it's the first, Nara Elias who got a mysterious eye transplant years ago that seemed to have changed his personality entirley (were totally keeping the body hopping shit, rip the real Nara Elias who's been dead for years)

He's a slimy politician who works closely with Danzo

Ok so main narrative:

I'm thinking the coffin thing happens with Daisy and Jon, and now they're kind of eyes open to the existence of whatever version of the fears exist in this world. Jon is Jon and can't let sleeping dogs lie, and Daisy is Daisy and does her twitchy "there's something dangerous out there I can't control/don't know about" thing so she's really not stopping him, but she is helping him be more smart about it. Sometimes. They're both kind of lose canons tbh holy shit this is gonna be a disaster

So Jon gets kind of obsessed w whatever the FUCK that was, and Elias smells blood in the water and approaches

Idk what's going on with Elias but he's still body hopping bitch boy Jonah here. He's very involved in the fears, and he's had his eyes on Jon for a while. You see, the way that avatars manifest in Naruto world is that sometimes they'll often show their influence through bloodlines— Nara the dark, Yamanaka the beholding, Inuzuka the hunt, it's all there if you look for it.

Those in 'the know' believe that all bloodline limits came from the fears— sometimes their influence shows more than others. And very very rarley, that influence becomes a a bit more... potent, than in others.

Elias believes that Jon is one such instance of this, his strange mangekyo being so painfully and terrifyingly beholding coded, far more than his clansmen who's own mangekyo tend to branch off lightly into territories of different fears.

Jon (and Daisy, but Elias has a clear favorite here) running into such a strong instance of the buried, which is rare on its own, has only made Elias even more interested, taking it as some sort of sign that there really is something especially odd about Jon's unusually strong link to the fears.

Anyways, Elias sponsoring Jon's investigation into the fears, their links to the bijuu, how they interact with chakra and if they might truly be the source of modern bloodline limits.

Konoha secret supernatural task force (not to be confused with ROOT or ANBU) meant to monitor the fears influence in Konoha,,,

(God, of course Elias couldn't help but make his own fucking secret service in opposition to ROOT. He couldn't let Danzo upstage him)

Just like how ANBU has their shoulder seal and ROOT the tongue seal, I'm thinking their seal is a stylized eye on the back of their neck, which ofc Elias is always watching through, rip

Oh fuck, actually give me seal master Elias and his special spy seals he can watch and listen through. It's not a power thing it's just a specialization thing— he has his own eye tattoo that allows him to directly see through all his seals at any time.

Anyways we're calling this organization ARCHIVE bc I am a simple gal. Don't ask what it's supposed to stand for in verse, idk

Idk who else should be in it, or if it should be like ground up and Daisy and Jon are the first. Wait what the fuck am I saying, Gertrude and Gerry obviously. Michael Shelly too, can't forget him

Toss in Mike Crew and Jude Perry also just bc I like them. Maybe Nikola and an Aburame Jane Prentiss? But also idk if I'd want to put them in the position where they're technically working under Elias, I feel like that just doesn't fit. Better to leave them out in the wold to run into instead for conflict. Except Mike Crew, who is my favorite little guy and who should get to be here on loan from Elias' friend and Daimyo's court shinobi, Simon Fairchild

Honestly be funny if Kakashi was in it at one point just bc then he'd have been in all 3 konoha secret services and honestly? Hilarious. Someone give that guy a fucking break oh my god

Obviously Tim, Sasha, Martin and Basira all eventually join in, tho idk how. Maybe Jon is actually asked who would be a good choice for it? Jon says Tim and Daisy says Basira, then they both kinda eye Sasha who's been very fucking vocal ab needing just a chance to get her claws into the hooks of the Konoha power ladder and reccomend her too

Martin is the tricky one, I'm thinking Elias somehow finds out ab his Kiri background and has always wanted to poke more at the lonley's very visible connection to many kiri bloodlines— but Martin's in particular. So he kinda blackmails him into it, but framed in a more friendly "I'll make sure you don't have to hide anymore, I can secure your place in Konoha even with your ancestry :)"

Also maybe he was impressed by Martin's disguise seals, that'd be neat. Seal master Martin but he's Martin so he's like "Ah, I'm really not that good at it :("

(Jon is infuriated by his seemingly natural talent then even more infuriated when it becomes clear he's actual shit at most other shinobi things)

Ok so peddle it back to Mr Jonah eye fuckery Magnus here -> he was once like Jon. A man born into a clan w a link to the beholding, with a light eye themed bloodline limit. But he was born with a stronger tie to their patron than the others, strong enough to recognize they had a patron at all. And by feeding into it (don't ask me how I have no clue) he was able to strengthen that tie, gaining more power, and the ability to body hop through eyes

And he looks at Jon and wonders if he can replicate that in him. Groom him into something closer to their god, then feed him to the beholding to further his own power, which seems to have stagnated in growth.

I think also there's just a good amount of spite for ROOT and hunger for political power that he might get from ARCHIVE, and Jon is a clear fit for it, so like. Add him to the pile !!

I have a couple more vague thoughts for this -> the archive tunnels correlating to ROOT tunnels, the real Elias being childhood friends w Danzo and Hiruzen before Magnus took his body, Madara off in his cave somewhere being influenced by a Zetsu who serves the fears instead of Kaguya, etc.

But I'll leave it here for now, thank u for ur time

[blackypanther9]

Part 33 - Could Loki help ?

Warning ! Beginning is smutty !

Loki opened his eyes and realized that he and Dexter must have fallen asleep. He slowly looked at his cock and saw that Dexter never left Loki's ass. He smiled at that happily.

'He really loves me...'

Loki flinched as someone stroked his hair so suddenly. He needed time to realize that it was just Dexter. Loki then relaxed and leaned into the touch.

"Hey Babyboy...Are you alright ?", Dexter asked.

"I am fine. How long were we laying here ?"

Dexter moved a little and sighed softly.

"9 hours. We slept for 9 hours."

"Oh..."

Loki looked away, disappointed. Dexter will soon part from him and do his things. Dexter snuggled more with Loki, accidently pushing his member deeper into Loki.

"Ah~!"

"Shit...Sorry Baby...I forgot..."

"It is alright. I like the feeling of you inside me."

Dexter looked at Loki with love.

"I want to fuck you again, right now.", Dexter whispered.

"Then be my guest~", Loki purred.

"You little Minx~"

BEGINNING OF SMUT !!!

Dexter made Loki sit on top of him. Loki moaned. Dexter held Loki's hips.

"Ride me, Babyboy~"

Loki obeyed and started bouncing on Dexter's cock.

"Ah~! Mmmm~! Ah~! Ha~! Dexter~!"

"Mmmmm~ You're so sexy Loki~ It's like your place was made here, fucking my cock~"

"Ngh~! Ah~! D-Dexter~! You're so good~! Ah~!"

Loki went faster, sounds of skin slapping on skin was heard, together with moaning, groaning and whimpering.

"Ah~! Ngh~! D-Daddy~! I'm about to c-cum~!"

"Then cum for me~ Cum for your Daddy~"

Loki went even harder and faster. Dexter also let a few moans escape. 2 seconds later, Loki screamed and came on Dexter's chest. Then he collapsed on Dexter's chest too, painting his own chest also with his own sperm. Just then he felt that Dexter came inside his behind. Loki decided to move his hips, milking out Dexter's orgasm.

END OF SMUT !!!

As they were done, Loki stilled and kissed Dexter. Dexter kissed back.

"Mmh~ I love you, my Loki."

"I love you too, my Dexter."

Dexter hugged Loki again and they cuddled for 30 more minutes. As the 30 minutes went by, they stood up.

"I don't want to stand up !", Loki whined.

"I have a lot of work to do. I can't lay in bed all day."

"Why not ?"

"Because I have stuff to take care of."

Loki looked at Dexter.

"Being a leader is not easy. You have almost never time for anything else, but your people.", Dexter mumbled.

"Like ?"

Dexter looked at Loki in a serious expression.

"You don't want to know."

Loki looked at Dexter in confusion and worry. What does Dexter hide all the time ?

"Today we will go to Maker and look what news he has.", Dexter said happily.

"News ?"

"Yeah ! Maker and his group are trying to find a way to safe the suffering souls. The last injection killed 22 of them, but healed the 802 others. There is always something missing and Maker made it his job to find out how to safe them all, without anyone dying."

Loki stared at Dexter in shock.

"Wait, wait, wait ! I thought you calm them down and train them ! Now you tell me that you experiment on them too ?! I thought you safe and help them !"

Dexter sighed, exhausted.

"Loki we do help and safe them. HYDRA injected in their blood many different things. Different powers, bacteria, viruses, blood and other unknown things. The powers are growing too much and too fast. If no one is trying to stop it in time, like we, then they all die. We inject an Anti - serum, to stop their powers from growing. Can you follow ?"

Loki stared at Dexter in terror. He nodded.

"Good. Now ! Get ready and let's go !", Dexter said.

Loki hurried himself, to get dressed in time. Then they made their way down to the laboratory.

"What is with Breakfast ?", Loki asked.

"Breakfast is in 2 hours. Our cooks plan to cook something new. We have time."

"Oh...Okay."

"Yep !"

"Boss ! There you are !", Maker yelled.

Dexter turned away from Loki and looked at Maker, smiling.

"Maker ! What do you have for news ?"

"I may have a very good solution for the tortured souls ! But...uhm...I would need Loki's help..."

Dexter's face darkened a little.

"For what ?", he asked Maker.

"Loki could have something, that could help the new Anti - serum to work correctly. Just looking into his blood, saliva and sperm. Please Boss ?"

Dexter looked at Maker for a long while.

"How do you plan on getting on Loki's sperm ?"

"Uhm...You and him by fucking ? Maybe ?"

Dexter stared Maker down. Maker gulped and got very uncomfortable. Then Dexter looked at Loki.

"Do you want to do it, Loki ?"

"Uhm...J-just if you do it...", Loki said shyly.

"Why me and not Maker ?", Dexter asked confused.

"Y-you don't have to...I just feel more safe around you, Dexter..."

Dexter chuckled softly. Loki looked down. Dexter lifted Loki's chin and they looked one another deep in the eyes.

"Fine...I will do it. Maker ? You come with me. I will take his blood and saliva now and then we will send you out and I will get Loki's sperm. Okay ?"

"Okay Boss."

"Good. Come Loki."

Loki took Dexter's hand and they followed Maker into another room.

Masterlist HERE !

[cornerofcaelest]

Platonic Toko and Byakuya Things!

Oops so now I have Toko and Byakuya on the brain. I know people have said almost anything and everything about this, but I wanted to add some stuff and ramble a bit! Toko and Byakuya both mean sooo much to me as characters and the idea of them some day actually getting along has my entire heart and soul.

Spoilers for Trigger Happy Havoc and Ultra Despair Girls!

So obviously we need some time here, right. Listen I love them both but they need time apart and such; this doesn't happen overnight

I need some of that sweet, sweet Toko development first. Y'know once she stops idolizing them and sees them as an actual human being. Also how badly they treated her and vice versa. Basically, we need to throw out the entire dynamic and start fresh

Mutual apologies should probably happen and to be quite honest, I've wanted to write that out for months, but I can't decide exactly when or how it would happen, so I haven't. But I love the idea to bits.

Anyways AFTER all of that gets squared away, I genuinely think they'd make amazing friends in a weird way

They're both sarcastic, sharp, and cocky depending on the circumstance.

Like yes, Toko is e x t r e m e l y insecure, but never once does she put down her skills, and on some level, she has moments where she displays pride and confidence, too.

And to be honest, isn't Byakuya insecure, too? They just don't express it in the same ways as Toko. Chapter 4 tings, ya know?

The sheer levels of sass between the two of them is iconic, and if they ever were aiming that sass at the same target, they wouldn't survive.

Gay best friends

I'm one of those people that headcanons Toko as a lesbian with a whole lotta comphet, and tbh I imagine something similar for Byakuya. Less comphet and more not understanding what attraction is even supposed to feel like until catching feelings for a guy for the first time. Absolutely primed and ready to force themselves into relationships with women for the sake of their family's tradition before realizing it's definitely not supposed to feel that uncomfortable.

Weirdly enough they have a lot in common. I don't know if they'd ever get super close, but in the event that they did, they'd be able to relate to each other on a lot of levels.

Also the discussions of literature mmMMM good shit.

Not that they ever have a ton of free time but in the event that they do, they could probably pass a lot of time just getting into healthy debates over interpretations of things

From the outside, it looks like they're about ready to murder each other, but they can go back to being civil on a dime

Also Byakuya giving some of Toko's stuff a chance just? Hits different?

Bro especially once Byakuya ends up in a relationship because I feel like then you can get a new appreciation for that type of thing. The cheesy shit feels a bit less stupid

Listen they hate that they like it but they do like it

speaking of dating y’ALL THE DOUBLE DATES??

Komaru would get super excited about it which would make Makoto super excited about it and both Toko and Byakuya don’t know how to say no.

In laws in laws in laws

Hello Naegami Tokomaru nation how are you doing

Damn honestly it’d just be cool if they got along. It’d be really, really neat if what remains of their class could all get along as a group. Mutual healing type beat

Gosh now I’m imagining Toko, Byakuya, Makoto, Kyoko, and Komaru watching a movie together while Toko and Byakuya just rip the entire story to shreds

(Kyoko tries to stay quiet, but she does eventually join in. Albeit with a bit more composure and grace than the other two)

Komaru and Makoto are just glad to see them getting along

This is very very specific, and who knows, maybe I’ll actually write this as a fic at one point, but I have an oddly specific headcanon regarding the events of UDG and Genocide Jack and such

With the events of the first killing game being broadcast, Genocide Jack’s identity obviously becomes public, and that would cause a lot of extreme consequences for the system as a whole.

After she actually heals (ACTUALLY as an individual, not just Toko trying to control her switches) and genuinely decides to turn over a new leaf, I think Byakuya is the one who gets her, and by extension Toko, out of hot water.

They’re way too prideful to ever outright thank Toko and Jill for saving them, but in their own special, standoffish way, that’s how they return the favor- giving them that sort of Togami stamp of approval and speaking to their credibility overall

It all has a very professional air to it; however, it's the start of a rocky but good friendship

Overall that’s just how their friendship works in my head: they start spending more time together through other obligations or their significant others, and they come to the realization that they actually enjoy each other’s company when they aren’t verbally abusing and sexually harassing each other :'D

I think once they both do some serious healing, they could be really good for each other as friends. They'd get along better than both initially would think.

Thanks for reading my little rambles! I hope you enjoyed them! Hopefully I’ll write more about their dynamic someday soon. Like I said, I love them both dearly, so it’s fun to imagine!

[hymnoire]

A soft smile dances on Kaeleena's lips as Grace speaks of becoming a vicar. "Ah. If words could cure, perhaps we both could." There indeed there is a facade of impeccability in Kaeleena that never breaks, has never broken, might never break. More than one would think, she is aware many of her sisters wouldn't trust her with their secrets - how sad, her who adores secrets so much. To decipher them, to dig for them, to cover her hands in dirt to get them became quite a game for Kaeleena. Out of perversion some might say - out of genius, she would respond. A swan deviating from her path should be taken care of. To delete and swap memories was not too hard, however, as time is flying, Kaeleena by observing, studying and relating in her diaries the behaviors of many of her sisters, believes it isn't enough anymore. Her fingers hold the cup of tea as she takes a sip. "Naturally. You wouldn't occupy such an important role if absolutely not necessary, Lady Grace. What would I do, you ask? Mmmmm. I suppose I simply am feeling a little artistic and creative in the spring, I wake up with new ideas every morning. All I desire is for Sister Cressida to find the path to her faith again. If words cannot heal her mind then here is my hypothesis... " A sip is taken as her eyes then rest on Grace. "I believe the world that is outside penetrate the beauty of our minds, alters it in ways that are so unfortunate. Nothing like the meadows and the rivers of our little piece of Paradise to cure a soul. Perhaps Sister Cressida could benefit of a very special attention from us, here, with no distraction from the non believers. She is sick, sick enough to have to stay here. Indefinitly. Under our care."

[sapphire-wine]

everyday i open ur blog like mmmmm clay terran content to heal my soul

Thank you that is also how I feel thinking about my boi

[scimitar-and-longsword]

I know you’re mostly JoexNicky, but would you consider writing AndyxBooker? My HC is that Booker pines hard for Andy. Lots of unrequited love potential. Sex is fine, but feelings are better.

Bold of you to assume I don’t ship ✨everything!✨ And unrequited love/pining???? Mmmmm yes, give me more!!! Ok, here’s some depressing Booker x Andy pining for you anon 💜

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Love Like a Dying Flame

Booker wasn’t an idiot. Ok well, maybe when it came to some things, but not this. He had no delusions about Andy. He may not have been around to meet Quynh or see her and Andy together. But he’d heard enough, mostly from Joe, to know that there was an insurmountable wall between him and Andy.

Booker would never expect Joe or Nicky to move on with anyone else should one of them die or be lost. So, why would Andy, whose relationship with Quynh had lasted twice as long as Joe and Nciky’s had so far, be any different? 

He knew Andy could never love him. Not when Quynh was still dying and invading his dreams every night. But it didn’t matter what he knew he couldn’t have, he also knew he couldn’t help but hope that someday she could see him as more than just another soldier. After all, they did have- had- all the time in the world.

When his wife and sons had all been laid to rest and the reality of facing eternity alone set in, Booker had all but lost hope. Even now, hope was a small candle at the other end of the infinite cave that was his mind. There seemed to be an eternity of darkness between himself and that flickering candle, and often he would lose sight of it completely. 

Then Booker would return from death with Andy’s face inches from his own. She’d say something like ‘ Come back to me’ and press her forehead to his as he rocked through the painful aftershocks of healing. In those moments, the flickering flame felt more like a bonfire.

Those moments fueled him. And kept him alive. Perhaps his body would have soldiered on regardless. But Andy was the one who kept the tatters of his soul tethered to earth.

He had vomited after he touched himself and thought of Andy instead of his wife for the first time. The guilt of betraying his wife had been overwhelming even 40 years after her death. But she was gone, and it hurt too much to think of her so long after she had left him. So his thoughts turned to Andy. It took time, but eventually he stopped like an adulterer. No, now he just felt like a creep. 

Joe knew something was up. Booker was sure of it. There had been more than one instance where Booker had caught himself staring at Andy only to shake himself out of it and earn a sad smile from his friend. Joe never said anything of course. That wasn’t the kind of friendship he and Joe had. But there was not a doubt in Booker’s mind that Joe knew.

Booker tried to keep his feelings in check, to rationalize them away. He tried to distract himself and sleep with random women as often as he needed to. And for a while, it worked.

But, in the last few decades it had gotten much much worse.

Toronto, 1951. 

The four of them were clearing out an illegal arms dealer and Andy had handed Booker a fully loaded Beretta mere seconds after he had fired his last shot. It was the first time anyone had anticipated his needs in battle before. Nicky and Joe, constantly had each other covered, and at times even Andy. But never Booker. Not before this time.

After that they quickly became a team. Their own sub-unit to mirror Joe and Nicky. And they made a pretty good team in a fight. It certainly wasn’t as effortless as Nicky and Joe fighting together, but it worked. Or at least it had worked.

The flame still disappeared from time to time, but after every fight or battle where he and Andy had traded blows on the same enemy, or one of them had killed someone about to make a killing strike on the other, the candle would come into view, still far away. But there.

Columbia, 1983. 

He and Andy were helping to escort a group of refugees over the border into Panama. Booker had been on watch, Andy nodding off beside him. Both of their backs against a large tree, the people they were protecting sleeping in the clearing in front of them. Andy’s head had slumped over onto Booker’s shoulder as she finally let sleep take her. 

He knew it meant nothing, not in the way he wanted it to. She was tired and his shoulder was as good a place as any. In any case it clearly had not been a choice, she had practically passed out from exhaustion. Still he couldn’t ignore how good it felt to know that Andy trusted him enough to let her guard down like this.

The flame in his mind burned a little brighter after that.

Busan, 2005.

Joe and Nicky had become trapped in a collapsed and still on fire apartment building. Nicky had run in with no plan as soon as he heard shouts coming from inside. Of course Joe had followed him in without hesitation.

Andy and Booker stayed outside, helping people who made it out, even catching a woman who had jumped from the third floor. Booker had broken multiple ribs when he broke her fall.

When the building had come crashing down with Joe and Nicky still inside, Booker had started to rush the building, intending to find his friends. Dig them out by hand if need be. But Andy had stopped him.

She grabbed his hand and stared directly in his eyes.

“Don’t.” she had said simply. Her voice was low and dry.

He had never seen her look so scared, not up to that point. It was the first time he had seen her cry. Not tear up, but actually cry. 

He sat with her as the firefighters and police pulled body after body from the rubble, including Joe and Nicky. She had held his hand the entire time. He still didn't understand what about that fire, which was far from the first or the last they had faced, had broken her so completely that night.

The smoldering flames of the wrecked building matched the ones in his mind. He could feel them on his face, and behind his eyes. He could feel them in the pit of his stomach.

And Now?

Booker wasn’t really sure what to think anymore. It couldn’t be healthy to pin all his love and hope on a person who didn’t return the feelings. And it wasn’t fair to Andy. Booker found it difficult to pull himself out of his depression long enough to really consider what was or wasn’t fair though.

He had spent 150 years second guessing every action Andy took. Always wondering if the reason she chose to sit next to him on every couch and helicopter was because Joe and Nicky were joined at the hip and she had no other choice. 

God. He felt like a child, jealous at who’s team he was chosen for in some schoolyard game. Not that he could remember what, if any, games he had played as a child.

Or perhaps the reason she chose him over Joe and Nicky wasn’t because he was the only one left, but because it was him. Sebastien le Livre. This selfish, fucked up, mess of a man, who loved his friends even as he cursed them for their happiness. Even as he made the choice to betray them to find his own peace.

He would never be able to forgive himself for what he had done to Andy. He would never know if his gunshot had been the one that flipped some invisible switch on her mortality. And now he would likely never see her again.

His grief had grown so terrible, his self loathing so all encompassing that he stopped being able to feel that flame in the back of his mind. And now he feared he would never feel it again. Doomed to wallow for eternity, mourning all the loves he had lost over the course of his never ending life.

Two months after his exile began he stopped dreaming of Quynh. He bitterly thought that if he had been able to wait just a few more months before making the worst mistake of his life, he would have been able to be there when Andy finally mourned Quynh. Help her pick up the pieces. 

He hated himself for that being his first reaction. He was a selfish piece of shit and he deserved to never see her again. She was better off without him.

No instead he had gotten word to Copley to try and discreetly let Nile know that her dreams of Quynh stopping wasn’t normal. Andy deserved to know.

When he stumbled into his apartment in Paris, absolutely gone on cheap cognac, He was determined to live the entire century drunk. He sobered up as soon as his door pushed open without needing it’s key though. 

He pulled his gun, stepped into the room, and saw the absolute last thing he had ever expected to see.

Standing before him was the woman whose face he knew better than his own, the only face he knew better than Andy’s.

“Booker.” Quynh cooly said. 

She poured herself a glass of water, and added, “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

He stood, frozen in disbelief, gun still pointed at Quynh. When a single small thought crept into his mind.

This was his chance, wasn’t it? If he couldn’t have Andy, which he had started to make peace with these last six months. Maybe returning something precious to her would end his exile early and allow him to at least be near her during the final years of her life.

Somewhere in the back of Booker’s mind, a small flame flickered to life.

((Available on AO3 as well, link on my tumblr 💜))

[vaguely-concerned]

the ‘I promise I’ll shut up and go to bed after this one folks sorry’ chapter 10 rewatch post

I swear it’s the last one before the new episode comes out lol

- some neat stuff I noticed about the opening fight scene over here!

- baby does a little blink-head tilt after din says “if you put one mark on him there is nowhere you will be able to hide from me”, almost as if he’s surprised by something he’s sensing from him. (or probably rather by the intensity of it, din’s voice breaks just the tiniest bit on it towards the end, so I think it’s safe to assume he had a Big Feeling there that he kept in check so he wouldn’t provoke the guy into doing something stupid; it sounds quite calm and straightforward in action, like it’s just A Fact)  

- the way baby turns to look at  din as they grill the meat like ‘dad this is fuckn GREAT’ fjsdfskhfasl blessed content 

- I think frog lady turning out to have a gun is a way of telling us that she really can be trusted -- she has seemed somewhat powerless, but as it turns out all this time she did have the means to potentially hurt mando while his back was turned, or more plausibly (and god forbid) she could have held the gun to the baby to get him to do what she wanted, like the guy at the beginning of the episode... but she wouldn’t, because she is a good person, frog lady friend shaped. these two collaborate and convince (after a few false starts admittedly haha), they don’t coerce each other. so we open and close on someone holding a weapon pointed in the direction of the baby but for astronomically different reasons, one to threaten and one to save. ooooh okay I see what they were doing now lol that’s actually quite clever!

- the whole ‘pulled over by the new republic’ scene is such a tour de force in shoulder acting hahaha every little twitch and raised shoulder and bob of the head to show you the mounting discomfort........ mmmmm chef kiss emoji

- the baby keeps making a noise that sounds a bit like ‘mada mada’ (I think it might be his attempted word for frog lady, maybe?) and I immediately get overwatch healer flashbacks fasdfhsja. ‘I need healing’, I hear through the dismal corridors of my soul. ‘I need healing’, ever hungry, never satisfied, about to spam a series of sarcastic ‘thanks’ after he died somewhere so out of my sight line I’d have to strike up a bargain with M. C. Escher to have supported him... anyway enough of my war wounds let’s move on  

- this is how din holds the baby against his body when the big spider is about to smash through the glass of the cockpit for good btw :’) 

- after “You have an arrest warrant for the abduction of prisoner X-6911″, din’s right shoulder does a very contained little twitch, like half a flinch going through him, and I have been obsessed with it since the first time I watched this lol. (he still has his gun out at that point so it might be a ‘do not make this a situation where you needlessly went ‘so anyway I started blasting’, din djarin’ inner conflict haha)  

hm. hmmm. there’s sort of an ominousness to the music that starts after carson says “. . . but these are trying times”. I knew we’d heard someone say something similar before though I couldn’t place it, and then I remembered -- it’s the Client: “Unfortunately, finding a Mandalorian in these trying times is more difficult than finding the steel.” 

this is very probably nothing, but the echo had me like ‘:Ia’ so I thought I’d mention it haha, it could just be that as representations of The Law these guys are still an antagonistic-ish force for din specifically and that’s what the tense atmosphere is about. (I mean he does also sort of try to bribe them a bit so maybe we’re meant to see that these guys might stretch the rules at time but will draw a hard line at that level of corruption, unlike werner herzog? idk) 

- the way baby just wants to stay close and watch while din does the repairs, and din lets him T________T  

[zathuraroy5]

Supernatural Rewatch : 1x12

(queued 2021-01-19)

OH NO FAITH EPISODE

Shit Dean already dying season one.  And he’s weirdly ok with dying too. -.- (FUCK that hits diffrerently now after j*ared and “success story” jesus christ)

God Sam trying to call John kills me. Pinnacle of absence. 

Oh god now that I know who the healer kills after reading that post not long ago... He starts his speech with "my wife reads me the news every day" "some people commit immoral things" Dying inside. 

Oh god Dean just sees everyone else sick. Already getting the “I’m not worthy of this.” Problem with believing. Fml. He looks so lost.

Oh reaper!!

WOW ok. So first. Dean asks "why me?" Then the guy says "the lord gives me guidance" so I'm like Chuck??? And then he says "I looked into your heart and you just... Stood out from all the rest" and I'm like CAS??? Lolol. No but seriously. This is already an instance pointing out Dean’s soul? the whole righteous man/good man thing? To ponder…

God lady just feed more into his guilt why don't you. Like I understand the mom, probably feels like Dean jumped in line. But my poor bb. PLUS, the guy heals an old man before the girl later. Oooo the actual "The guy is killing people he's a monster." "No Dean we're not killing a human being." question. Where is the line Sammy, tell me. 

Wow, gay man, pro-choice woman, the guy giving out flyers against them. Showing your colours lady.

Uh oh Dean's next. Hey Sam saves him at the last possible second. 

But obviously the girl dies. Yet again. So tropey. 

Mmmmm she makes an interesting comment tho, "I guess if you're gonna have faith, you can't just have it when the miracles happen, you have to have it when they don't." And now my brain just goes Mmmmm how does that relate to Cas..... ( I know practically it doesn’t, Cas isn’t even close to being here, but the whole Dean has faith in Cas thing…. mmmmm)

This is a really interesting relationship, I don't know if Dean has ever been this reverent towards a girl that catches his eye before. Like there were a lot of intimate platonic moments? Dean was so soft? Like I know guilt played a big part of it, but there was something else there that was very interesting and beautiful.

Conclusion: This episode is very fascinating because a monster is not the cause for the killings? It’s a human? So we see the brothers here being fine with letting the Reaper get his jailer, who is human. Makes a point in the “humans being monstrous” problem.

[twilightofthe]

Chapter Seven liveblog of The Mandalorian!  Let’s go!!!

We’re getting closer and closer to season 1 finale I’m getting worried!

Also my friend spoiled for me that Ugnaught man from earlier was killed in this and now I’m :( :( :(

SLEEPY BABY!  I REALLY AM PATHETIC I’M ALREADY MELTING

Hmmm we get Greef again hmmmm...........

Oh so Greef wants Mando Man to supposedly kill the client to get out of the Guild’s way?

And use the Child as bait?

Yeah RIGHT.  This is the most obvious trap I’ve ever seen in Star Wars

Gah what’s gonna make him consider it, why would he consider it!?!?!?

Oh dear oh dear the opening theme’s completely changed and more dramatic!!!!!

Wait is that Sanctuary planet?

Yeppp that’s Cara

And she has a pain/fighting kink of course she does lol

Well at least Mando Man’s smart and grabbing backup for this thing

What is this game like murder tug-of-war or something?

Damn girlie you make it look good

Awwww little baby on his leetle baby peets

Awwww Mando Man trusts Cara with his son!!!!!!

Mando Man you have no clue if Baby is ok by himself that’s not proper parenting 

LOOKIT BABY PEEPING UPSIDE DOWN THIS KID IS GOING TO ACTUALLY KILL ME STAHHHHP

See Mando Man that’s what happens if you leave Baby in the cockpit alone!

That is fucking adorable Baby wants to drive!!!!!!!

Wait bahaha so they’re literally just picking up Ugnaught to be a babysitter

That is priceless

TOO UGLY?!?  Uggy, you have obviously never seen Yoda Prime

Uggy was a rebel!

Hey!  It’s Mr. Self-Destruct!!!

I fuckin’ love how protective of Baby Yoda Cara is already

Aww yay droid is friendly now!!!!!

I love how Uggy just seems to be a waypoint for lost souls

Awwww Mando Man doesn’t trust droids at all :(

There’s that put-upon sigh

Kuill ah, his name

“Neutral reflections of those who imprint them” then what does that say about Anakin and 3PO, huh?

Nooooo I don’t want Kuill to die ;_;

Yay bluurgs!!!!!

Wait bahaha how did they get the bluurgs on the Razor Crest?  The whole ship has to smell like manure by now xD

Pfff armwrestling, of course

Jock/Jock solidarity

Awwww Baby’s helping

BABY NO NO NO NO

WHERE THE FLYING FUCK DID BABY LEARN HOW TO DO THAT

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

Mando Man at least tries peaceful solutions

BUT STILL WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK

DARTH BABY WHAT 

Are we gonna figure out Mando Man’s full tragic droid-related backstory by the end of this season?

Mmmmm don’t trust you Greef

WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WHADDUP I GOT A SICK RIDE IT’S A BLUURG

Wait so Cara was a rebel? 

Awwwww look at Mando Man being protective over Baby

Gah waiting for whatever other shoe is going to drop is hard

Little bugger can Force choke ya, pall

I still say it’s a trap

Was that a fuckin’ pterodactyl?????

Mynock?

Awww dead bluurg

If one of those things took the baby I’ll scream

OK PHEW

Oh dear they’re poisonous

Wait is Baby gonna Force-heal him?

Da fuq has the toddler learned all these skills it cannot be all natural talent

Awww now he’s tired

Yerp knew it was a trap

Oh so now Greef’s indebted for the baby saving his life

Mandooooo that’s not smart!

Awwww Cara refuses to leave Mando Man alone I love her

I DO NOT LIKE LEAVING KUIIL AND BABY ALONE

LOOK AT BABY’S FACE

Well this whole thing is gonna go totally pear-shaped but let’s see how it goes

Wait what exactly is a chain-code, Ive never been able to exactly figure out what they’re for, is it like identification?

“on your wall...”

Freaking love protective!Cara

Ew dude don’t be weird about the armor

Oh shit we’re getting Mandalore backstory!!!!!

Oh fuck this guy actually believes the Imperial propaganda pfff

Peace takes time to restore, bruh

Ok now what dummies

Lemme guess that call is saying they just caught Kuiil -_-

This is a baaaaaad plan

MOFF Gideon?  Damn, this really is a whole pack of surviving Imps still out there

Yerp knew it they found Kuiil

Wait wait wait wait now who else ordered that hit?  Gideon I guess???

OH SHITFUCK DEATHTROOPERS AND A WHOLE NEW LEGION

WHERE THE FRESH HELL ARE THEY GETTING ALL OF THESE GUYS

Oh god damn it when did they get comm hackers???

This is Not Fair, it’s been nine damn years, why are there still so many Imps???

Oh wait a fuck hang on, is this show gonna explore the rise of the First Order?  Is this First Order affiliated stuff?????

“Who’s this guy” same Cara

I don’t want Kuiil to diiiiiiiiiiiiiie

OH NO THEY GOT THE BABY AND KUIIL DIED

OH FUCK YOU ALL VERY MUCH FOR ENDING IT LIKE THAT I DON’T LIKE THAT AT ALL >:(

Gah so I knew something was coming with it being so close to the finale and all, but aw man, I liked Kuiil!  And of course Baby Yoda would have to be in serious danger at some point, we need a climax and resolution but STILL.  Do Not Like.  At All.  Bahhhh I just hope everyone else survives!

I’m interested to see now if this new/old cell of surviving Imps is First Order-related or not, nine years after ROTJ is a long time for there to be a group this concentrated and organized-- they’re controlled by a MOFF u guys! --you’d think.

New scary guy is interesting too, is he the same as this Moff Gideon????

Anywho, gonna be waiting on tenderhooks to find out what happens next week!!!!!!

[theawakenedstate]

🔥🍂Entering the pure energy of Transcending the Shadow 🔥🍂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ mmmmm⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I've been reflecting on this theme of letting go & embracing my Shadow, it's everywhere. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Entering October for me always has this otherworldly magical energy in the air. I think about why that is and it's because the equinox marks the entrance into the subconscious/shadow self.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ As Jung once said The Shadow is the antithesis of the soul. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In recognizing our Shadow, we can bring awareness and transcend it to the light. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Part of healing is in honoring the fully acceptance of our Shadow Self. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ As i've studied symbology for a long time, The Seasons mark significant changes throughout the year that are similar to the alchemical changes of the soul - this stuff fascinates me. I guess i should talk about it more often. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Autumn and winter are energies of transformation, transmuting, releasing and retrospective reflection. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Spring and summer are the energies of birth, rebirth, renewal. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Autumn/winter are more about preparing the soul for renewal. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The themes are linked more towards aspects of our subconscious, shadow, breaking illusions and transformation. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ whereas spring/summer are Bright, bringing conscious awareness, action, full bloom/ripe for the picking, fruition type of energy.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ When we listen to our body, we can tune into these changes also by honoring where we are at. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ As women we can do this through our menstrual cycle, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ As men, you can do this by tuning into your emotional body and energy levels. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In knowing how we flow & tune into our body's rhythms, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ We can accept all aspects of ourselves, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ in this place of honoring the soul, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ we can begin to transcend the shadow⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ How are you choosing to celebrate October? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Share with me below 🎃🍂🔥⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #october #magic #equinox #shadow

[dapper-wings]

SPN Thoughts 15x06 “Golden Time”

Don’t click or read if you don’t want spoilers for Supernatural Season 15. These are my thoughts on 15x06 :) 

Rowena’s amazing pad and self portrait-Crowley SO gets his style from her XD

Deans hot dog pants

“Maybe my visions are over” Sammy have you SEEN your show my innocent flower no

CLARENCE No that’s Meg’s word for Cas!!!

Cas is a fisherman now of course he is 

HE’S HUNTING AH

JOGGING SAM YAAAS

EILEEN

“I thought-maybe-you guys know angels?” My heart!!

Since when does Dean accept the rules “souls can’t go to heaven” smh

KICK IT IN THE ASS

Sad eyes Cas 

Sam and Eileen bonding is my fav. I’m so here for them. I ship them. Samleen? Seileen?

Witches in a moving truck😂

Also I love that sam is chilling with a ghost who was a hunter in his ex-witch teacher’s lair while Dean mopes around their secret hunter bunker, like season 1 Sam and Dean would’ve lost their shit at this

Cas calling dean like dean called Bobby for Fbi supervisors!!

Rowena had self help books???

Eileens “tada” is so cute!!

Sam geeking out over Rowenas stash

IS SAM GONNA DO MAGIC

HE ISSSSSSSS oh please don’t go horribly wrong

SUIT CAS

wait how does dean know Sam sent messages to Cas tho is he snooping on his phone???

SAMMMMM NOOOOO

I want Eileen to come back SO BAD that bitch witch better not have destroyed her!!!!!!

DID ROWENA SET UP THE APARTMENT SO ONLY SAM COULD COME IN I LOVE IT

VOODOO DOLL SAM NO BAD WITCHES UGH STOP IT

fortnite 😂

SHE TURNED MY CRUSH INTO A WATER BALLON AND POPPED HIM IM CACKLING WTF SPN🤣🤣🤣 

also superglue and toothpaste dean, remembering that one lol

CAS spilling hunter secrets too wtf everyone is just telling the secret now?!?! Ok fine then 

Sam is still fangirling over Rowena

BITCH WITH THE VOODOO DOLL GET RID OF IT ALREADY

BADASS CAS YAAAAAAS

Cas unimpeded by human weapons is my fav 

Woah Cas chill baby yikes okay 

Dean and Eileen would be the best siblings in law!!!!

EILEEEEEEN

MAGIC SAM YAAASSS

THIS FIGHT SEQUENCE THO

YOU REALLY LEFT SAM ALONE IN A WITCHES ROOM AND THOUGHT YOU’D GET ONE OVER ON HIM HUH 

OMG IN LOVE THIS SEQUENCE SO MUCH 

I LEARNED FROM THE BEST AHHHHHH JUST TAKE MY HEART ALREADY

Sam and Rowena is getting played up so much more than I anticipated but honestly I’m HERE FOR IT

lucky actress playing the witch Sam hexed tho, that close and personal mmmmm 

Cas why yo healing powers blinking?!?!?!

His happy face!!!

Yes we all think you should get back in the game Cas

BUNKER BATHROOM ILI

plz work plz work 

The candles!!! You can’t tell me dean never had a candle bath in here now XD

EILEEEEN?!?????

I’m crying my ship my babies his happy face that hug his scars to touch her oh my god Sam I love you so much 

So what are you a witch now? YES 

TELL HIM SAMMY

OH SHIT DEAN DIDNT SAY NOTHING

Eileen is my fav part of this whole thing ugh 

I loved this ep so much, it’s one of my new favs for this season. Ugh if they brought Eileen back just to kill her I’m going to sue someone. I love her and Sam together so much and just want happiness for them both ughhhhhh my heart!!! 

Way to go SPN :) 

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Apparitions, Scene 2: Revelations Characters: Wren/Incisura (mine), Wenzel/Raffle ( @the-valiant-valkyrie​ ) Words: 2400 Archive | 1 2 3 4 5 6

Here’s the second installment of my RP with Sav

It was some time before they crossed paths again. Incisura had awoken alone a few hours later, only slightly cold despite napping on the cold roof. They had returned home, taking the following few days off to recover, only to discover that they felt fine after just one day.

Curious.

A week later, they once again stood upon the roof of a building. No big fights tonight as of yet, but they made it a habit to wander the city every now and then.

It was an absolute miracle Wenzel wasn’t caught after the slip up... He wasn’t quite sure how he managed it- especially when giving his luck away. If he was caught, he probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of the house; nor would he have been able to waltz himself down to the corner store and pick up the sandwich he currently held. He meandered without much of a care, eating, tapping idly on his phone... Couldn’t quite sense anything as of yet.

Looking down at the street, Incisura spotted someone remarkably familiar. "...hm. I did say that his costume didn't do much to conceal his identity." They muttered. "Then again, I can't exactly wander the streets like this..." Luckily (hmm), the building they were on was stocked with various coats, scarves, and hats. They were out of season... They'll put it back later........... A few minutes later found them on the street, mask and cloak stashed somewhere for a coat and hat instead.

Wenzel didn’t quite notice them at first, what with his tip-typing on the phone, and his jaw going back for more of that sandwich (turkey swiss on rye, lightly toasted, added salt and bacon crumbs, for the crunch, of course), but eventually he blinked, tilting his head up. Curiosity overtook his expression, and he looked around a moment, as if someone had called his name.

"Greetings." A voice popped up right behind him, remarkably familiar.

He jumped, again, clutching tightly to his sandwich as he wheeled around. His head tilted in confusion at the stranger,

“Uh... Hey, there...”

They smiled lightly. Most of their face was cast in shadow, and the collar of their coat was pulled up high, but their icy eyes were still quite visible. "It's been a week, but it is good to see you again... Raffle." The last word was uttered quietly enough that no bystanders would hear.

His eyes first flickered with fear, before realization slowly melted in its replacement. He looked left and right for a moment, as if to ensure no one had heard the cryptic greeting, before falling pack into pace again,

“Good to see you’re doing well after last time...”

They laughed lightly, as they continued walking with Raffle on the path he was on before. "Remarkably so. The fortunes seemed ever in my favor this week. Usually I'm lethargic for a few days, but I was fine after one! Among other happenings. It was very curious. But how have you been doing? I've wanted to check in on my pati- on how your injury has healed. Has it bothered you at all?" Ah, calling them patients was such a force of habit.

“Oh, yes, It’s healed quite well, in fact...” He wiggled his shoulder just as proof, “You could barely tell I ever wrecked it in the first place. Sometimes it stings a little, but considering the circumstance, it’s pretty cool. I guess we’ve both been pretty lucky as of late, then, huh?”

"Ah, excellent! I'm glad." They glanced at Raffle. "Did you... hm." They lowered their voice. "Did you have anything to do with that? The... luck."

He chucked, giving a light nod as he took another large bite of his lunch, chewing for a while before granting a response,

“Uh huh. Pretty neat, huh?”

"It is indeed fascinating!" They put a hand on their chin. "Does it have limits? Can you give endlessly? Is it only good luck or also bad luck? Does it tire you out or-"

“Well-“ Yet another bite of his sandwich, “It’s weird...” He let his voice fade to a gentle whisper, “I can exchange it... Good luck for one person, bad luck for another. Can’t have one without the other. Depending on how intense the luck is affects how much it tuckers me out... Comes in handy in a scrape, or something.”

Incisura nods. "Mmmmm yes, yes, I see- wait." They squint at him. "Did you give me your luck?"

“For a little while, yes.”

"It did not affect you too badly, did it?" They were disturbed by the thought of inconveniencing another.

“Oh, no. I didn’t take enough for anything bad to happen to me. And besides, you pulled ice from my shoulder- it was the least I could do.”

"Ah... Thank you, then." They bowed their head.

“It’s no problem at all.” He gave a faint smile, glancing to his phone for a moment as it buzzed gently, but seemingly whatever he was told wasn’t too important.

"Ah. I'm not keeping you, am I?" Their steps slowed at the end of a building, streetlights casting the nearby alley in darkness.

“Oh, no, it’s just my...” He mulled over the right word for a moment, “It’s nothing, just an update from family. I’ve all the time in the world, granted that time lasts until...” He checked his phone again a moment,

“Two.”

Incisura opened their mouth to respond, but at that moment, a scream echoed from the alley. They jerked, head snapping towards the shadows.

Wenzel had flinched a second before the sound anyways, but the noise in itself forced a wince from the boy. His head turned immediately to the source, fingers twitching in indecisiveness.

They looked back at Raffle, noticing his wince. "I will investigate. Stay here, if you wish. Follow, if you wish for that instead." They stepped towards the alley.

There was no hesitation as Raffle tailed along behind. There was no way he could possibly... Leave the trace of danger there when he could do something about it. Especially if he had company, which could also do something about it- meaning in total they could do about twice as much thing about it.

A thud echoed from further in. Incisura exchanged a look with Raffle and ran towards the sound - until they came across someone standing over a body, bloodstained knife in hand.

"Oh crap-!" It was barely a whisper under his breath. Raffle was far more used to supersized predicaments. This person was... Stabbed! Just clean through assaulted! Were they even still alive?!

The person with the knife seemed to panic, holding the knife towards them. "S-stay back! I'm, I'm not afraid to use this!" Incisura tilted their head to the side slightly. What to do... They supposed they should help the one bleeding out on the ground, but they didn't particularly want to use their powers in front of some petty criminal, and while all they were wearing was a hat to conceal their face...

Wenzel didn't quite seem to think that through too much. In an instant, the poor soul on the ground was glowing a faint pale hue, and the sod with the knife a red one. Another red glow came from underneath the bangs of his hair, though he carefully pulled up his hood as to not so easily reveal this,

"Just drop the knife. Drop it."

He tried to make his voice a little deeper than it was.

"W-what's happening? What are you doing?" He frantically glanced at himself and the poor sod. He gripped the knife tightly. If he could knife both of them and run, maybe he could get away...

"I said put it down!" He pulled his phone from his pocket, waving it as if it were a detonator to a bomb, "I can call the police!"

"Th-th-then I'll just be gone by then!" He ran towards them - making the mistake of aiming at Incisura, who caught the knife in their bare hands. "Hmm..." They frowned, watching their blood drip. The man's eyes widened, but he couldn't seem to pull it out of their grip.

Feverishly, Raffle had opened his phone, scrambling to type the numbers in. He only paused when his screen went black, eyeing his friend sheepishly,

"My, uh... My p... My phone's dead-"

Incisura sent him a Look. They sighed. "You have to remember to charge your phone every day. You know, so you can call someone when people are getting knifed in back alleys? Well," they gave a half shrug, reaching into their pocket. "Use mine. You can call the police without unlocking it, while I'm dealing with... this." They tossed it towards Raffle.

He grabbed it, hastily dialing, cupping his mouth to the phone so one couldn't hear exactly what it was he was saying. Even though the criminal was apprehended, his hands still shook like a leaf. Just so long as he kept all his luck focused on that one guy.

In meantime, Incisura had jabbed the guy in the eyes and knocked him out while he was screeching. They looked at the person bleeding out on the ground, then at the bloody knife, and stuck the knife in their mouth.

Raffle eventually turned around after a while, looking first at the man at the ground, and then at the knife, half stuck in Incisura's mouth,

"That's... Thats weird, but you just... You do what you have to-"

They popped the knife out of their mouth, shrugging. "Hey, I can only help them if I've ingested their blood." They looked towards the person. "I've stopped the bleeding, and removed the contaminants from their blood. Once help arrives, they'll be fine." They looked back at the knife. "... Maybe I should hold on to this. Now that it... kinda... has my spit all over it........"

"You probably should..." He replied, inhaling deeply and stopping the glow, letting the alleyway fade into darkness yet again,

"Gosh, I hope they'll be alright... A stabbing's never good..."

"Worry not! It's only a light stabbing." Before long, an ambulance and police car pulled up to the scene. Incisura jerked, cursing under their breath. "Fudge nickels. I did not think this through." One of the paramedics ran up to them. "Wren? What are you doing here?"

Raffle castes a glance between the paramedic and his ally, blinking in confusion,

"Wren?"

Wren tsked. Well, it's probably fine. They took off their hat, revealing their face. "Yes, I'm here, someone got knifed, the criminal is there, the knife is gone forever, that person's stabbed and you might want to help them."

Raffle nodded a couple of times, stepping back and gesturing to the previously knifed man on the ground,

"Please help them- it looked pretty bad..."

The paramedic nodded, and approached the prone man. Wren sighed a little, gradually releasing their hold on his blood. It wouldn't do for that to be revealed as well. "Who's he-" The paramedic asked, as he tended to the victim. "Just a friend." Wren said curtly.

"Hello..." He waved, sheepishly, "I... I was the one who called..."

"Well, it's good you did. It's a deep wound." The paramedic's hands glowed golden for a moment. "That should be enough to stabilize him. Unfortunately, I can't do much." The paramedic called others over to help put the victim on a stretcher, carrying him to the ambulance as the police detained the assailant. "I'm surprised, though. You never talk about having any friends while at the hospital." Wren sighed. "Go do your thing. Can we leave now?" The officer seemed to protest for a moment, but they cut him off. "We're going, contact me if you must. You have my number. But, places to go, things to do." With that, they grabbed Raffle by the shoulder and waltzed out of the alley.

He winced slightly at the contact to where such a serious wound would have been, even despite the fact that it had more or less healed, but Raffle took the hint, waking at their side as they exited the alley way,

"... Who was that...?" He questioned after a while, glancing behind him

Wren hmm'd. "She's Aria, someone from work. At my... day job. She has the power to slow the progression of wounds for a bit."

"Oh, that sounds quite helpful..." He noted, casually, before trailing off for a little while,

"Wren's your name?"

Wren paused for a moment, contemplative. "I suppose it's time I properly introduced myself." He seemed like someone they could trust with the info, somehow. They lifted their hand to their chest, bowing slightly. "Wren Curtis, surgeon of the Aeon Hospital - at your service." Raffle almost automatically jolted back, as if Wren were as hot as white coals,

"Surgeon? Like.... Doctor, snippy snippy, surgery surgeon?"

Wren raised an eyebrow. That was quite the reaction.

"Yes... They call me in to operate on those deemed to be lost causes. Not that they'd know, but I occasionally... use my abilities to my advantage."

"I... Mmn..." He hummed, quietly, rocking back and forth on his heels, before finally granting them a sheepish nod,

"That... That's pretty neat, I guess... I'm, uh... Wenzel... Just Wenzel."

"Nice to truly meet you, Wenzel." They gave a light smile.

A long moment passed, before they spoke up again. "Do... do doctors make you uncomfortable?"

"Well... Maybe a little... But that's a long story..." He shrugged, a stray hand scratching the side of his head

"Ah. My apologies. I do not mean to pry..." Wren brought a hand to their chin, before pulling out a business card from who-knows-where. "My number. I thought that perhaps I should get out of your hair for tonight. The hour is late."

The boy blinked, surprise and intrigue lining his features at the little trick, carefully accepting the card. He scrutinized it for a second or two, before tucking it in his pocket,

"Oh, thanks... If you'd best be off, I better not hold you."

"Indeed. May we meet again. Now, I've got a coat and hat to return!"

He took a glance at the clothing, but figured he better not comment on it anymore than they already had, taking back off into the security of the streets.

Wren promptly returned the coat and hat back to precisely where they found it, donning their mask and cloak once more before returning to their lair home.