#ooc / fate’s atlas .

[lupus-venatici]

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[yuebinnie]

Atlas

☾ Pairing : Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) x F!Reader

☆ Warnings : hurt/comfort, emotional breakdown, disassociation, depression, ooc Alastor, established relationship

☾ WC : 1.5k

☆ A/N : Using writing as a coping mechanism. I hope you guys enjoy this, writing it helped me get through a breakdown haha. Love, always xxx

You never understood why it happened. Everything would be great—amazing, even—and with no reasonable cause, within an instant, tears would fill your eyes and the weight of the world would fall upon your shoulders. It was like peacefully walking on the beach only to suddenly be sucked into the water, where no amount of fighting against the current would let you reach the surface; you could only accept your fate and let yourself sink, breathe in through the burning feeling and let water fill your lungs.

This time, though, you knew exactly what had triggered it.

You had been chatting with Angel Dust at the hotel bar, gossiping about meaningless things, when you reached to grab cashews from a bowl sitting close to him. He had slightly nudged your hand away, tsking, saying those were his. You had known it was friendly banter from the tone he had used, but you felt the familiar burning feeling behind your eyes appear and your composure fall. Nonetheless, you had forced a small laugh out as you looked at your almost empty glass, clenching your jaw slightly as you tried your best to fight back the tears that were beginning to fill your eyes.

You had excused yourself quickly, mumbling that you were tired and going to bed under your breath, leaving Angel Dust confused as to what just had happened. The walk to your room had been quick; the inside of your cheeks was bleeding from how hard you had bitten down, attempting to keep a somewhat neutral look on your face.

Now here you were, your back against your bedroom door, alone in the darkness. You felt the tears flow down your cheeks as you closed your eyes; your arms folded up to rest against the back of your head, hugging it, as you muttered to yourself, “He was joking, why the fuck are you crying.” But your body had a mind of its own, and tears started to flow in greater numbers as a heavy weight settled in your chest. You sighed loudly, slowly making your way to your bed.

You sat down and stared into the obscurity, your bottom lip trembling from the sheer effort of trying not to break down over something so stupid. You failed to control the rhythm of your breathing and knew you were done for; this was gonna happen whether you wanted it or not. You lifted your legs on the bed, shuffling to lay on your side, grabbing a pillow to hold against your chest and bury your face into. You welcomed the tears, the ragged breaths, the sobs, the shakiness, the heaviness of your very existence; you let them take over you, not a single fighting bone left in you. You were dragged to the seafloor, your body numb but your consciousness still there, despite being muddled.

You lost track of time; fully aware you were having an exaggerated reaction to something so silly. You knew your body was not done; it always lasted an embarrassingly long time. You could hear your pillow-muffled sobs as if they were coming from someone else, and you already felt exhaustion dawning upon you.

From far, far away, you heard a voice, “Oh, mon amour.” Even though you felt disconnected from your body, you knew you were being moved. The person did not try to remove the pillow from your grip, and instead dragged you upwards, so your side was resting against their chest instead of the mattress. Two arms wrapped around you and a hand was placed on the back of your head, petting your hair slowly.

It felt warm and secure, and just by the gentleness at which you had been handled you knew who it was, and so you permitted yourself to dig into the seafloor, your body shaking harder from the strength of your sobs. The weight of it truly befell upon you, every single repressed emotion resurfacing like a tsunami wreaking havoc. It hurt, everywhere and nowhere all at once, and you were, oh so tired. Of what exactly, you did not know, but your very soul felt exhausted, like a candle running out of wax.

Wave after wave you let the feelings wash over you, Alastor holding you close and making sure to ground you to this realm of existence with his touch. All you could focus on was the ache, spreading all over from its epicentre in your chest. You could hear a faint hum and felt a soft vibration coming from under you enter your being, slightly soothing your nerves.

Your eyes opened under the water, and you saw the surface above become lighter; you swam up, reaching the surface as your mind slowly reconnected to your body. You tossed the pillow you were holding away and turned in his grasp, burying your face in the crook of his neck as small sobs still left your mouth. Your breathing was irregular, a mixture of pants and gasps as your body desperately tried to get oxygen. Alastor snaked an arm around your waist, his other hand still in your hair as he said softly, “Breathe with me, my dear.”

You struggled, at first, as you tried to copy the rhythm of his breaths, your lungs not letting you inhale properly. He kept breathing, his chest rising and falling slowly, and after a few minutes, your body felt calmer, and despite being shaky, your breaths were matching his. You felt your body melt against him, bodily exhaustion weighing on you like a weighted blanket. Your tears had also stopped at some point; only the trembling remained. He ran a hand up and down your back in a comforting manner, humming a tune as he let you take all the time you needed, not in a rush to get you to talk. The beating of his heart thrumming against your cheek that was pressed against his neck was trying to lull you to sleep, but you slowly detached yourself from his body to look up at him.

He observed your face, smiling softly as he kept running his fingers through your hair; you looked like a mess. Your eyes and lips were puffy, your face blotchy, and your flushed cheeks were covered in smudged mascara. You gave him an attempt of a smile and he leaned over to press his lips against your forehead; despite looking like a mess, you were still the prettiest little thing in his eyes. You sniffled as he pulled away, meeting your gaze once again, “Do you know what triggered it this time?” You bit down your bottom lip, as you nodded once, feeling extremely silly. He moved his hand to your cheek, stroking the soft skin, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Your mind started running wild; shame, anger, and annoyance all tried to take over but with a deep sigh you pushed them away and hesitantly spoke up, “I was at the bar with Angel.” Alastor’s eyes narrowed at the name, but he let you continue, “We were talking and joking around; nothing bad happened, really. He teased me and it just… Hit me. I left and came in here.” You bit the inside of your cheek, cringing at how sensitive it was from being wounded earlier. Your head slightly cocked to the left, “How’d you get in? I locked the door.”

His smile dropped for a second before reappearing, “I knocked, ma chérie, and called out for you but you would not answer so…” He dragged out the last word, quickly leaning in to smack a small kiss against your lips before saying just as quickly, “I used my shadows.”

You groaned and let yourself fall back against him, pressing your cheek against his chest as you mumbled, “Of course you did.” He chuckled, his fingers finding their way back to your hair as his other ones traced invisible shapes on your back. You sighed again, and brought a hand to his chest, enjoying the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat underneath your palm, “Thank you for coming in, Al.”

“My, what kind of partner would I be if I let my girl cry herself to exhaustion all alone?” A bright smile spread on your lips as you hummed, agreeing with him. You closed your eyes, enjoying his warmth and the feeling of his presence as you felt your breathing slow down, calmness dawning upon you.

You turned your head to press a small kiss against his clothed chest, returning to your original position a second later, murmuring, “I love you.” His hands halted their motions, and you felt his heartbeat accelerate a little; you only ever rarely told him those three words.

He hummed, his fingers returning to what they had previously busied themselves with, “I… Am quite fond of you, too, my dear.”

A giggle made its way past your lips, the heavy feeling and ache that had weighed you down now a forgotten thing. As always, Alastor had been the one to help you come down from it, grounding you so you would not get lost in your mind. Although he was feared by most and came across as judgemental, he was nothing of the sort with you; instead an understanding and doting partner who made sure you stayed as content as you could be. In all honesty, that was all you could ask for, and you were, oh, so grateful to have met him.

[nono-bunny]

"The Fortuneteller" is such an interesting episode to me because like? Aunt Wu is never wrong in the end, kinda like how in "Jet" Sokka's instincts are always right as well- the show tries to play it off in the end by saying "sometimes they're right and sometimes they're not", but throughout the whole episode his instincts led him to eventually save an entire town! If they never ran into Jet, he WOULD have destroyed that town, not to mention how Jet does eventually change through his experiences with the Gaang, but! This isn't about Jet rn

Aunt Wu not seeing anything about romance for Aang while she DOES see it for Katara is strange to me if we're to assume he's the man she's ought to marry, because like? Wouldnt their fates be intertwined? Which is why it's a good thing I fully don't believe she WAS talking about Aang, and this episode unintentionally serves the anti-Kataang narrative so well its not even funny (well, okay, it's a little funny, seeing Aang get subtly rejected over and over is very healing). Even if we take out the fact that I believe she was talking about Zuko because, c'mon, he's a fantastic bender who already loves Katara a bunch by the end of the show (platonic? romantic? nevertheless they share an incredible bond)... The Avatar isn't the only "great bender" in the world by a long shot, and I'd argue Aang doesn't even qualify because of his poor work ethic and lack of interest in bettering himself, like- Aang is acknowledged by more ATLA fans than just me to be the weakest bender in the group (until he enters the Avatar state, at which point, he's just the weakest Avatar because he has no control of it) and? Yeah being born with the Avatar Spirit is never gonna be enough to become a great bender by itself, which is something even all the other Avatars aside from Aang seem to recognize, y'know?

I forget who it was, but I saw a post saying that in a better written show, this episode that has such a big focus on unreciprocated feelings would be when Aang recognizes his situation for what it is, recognizes seeing his own lack of interest in Meng when looking at Katara and her lack of interest in him, and have him start to accept that and move on, but... Aang ALWAYS shows himself to either be incapable of understanding or just straight up ignoring Katara's nonverbal cues, not to mention how he goes on to ignore her express vocalization of her discomfort with him, so.

This episode also has Bryke use Sokka as a mouthpiece to give a very incel-y feeling pick up artist lesson and? Yeah, what could I have possibly expected? For Sokka to show some consistency? He fr never takes his own "advice" here, it's so weird! He's always been very forthright about his feelings, so him teach Aang to play coy is so ooc for him unless the point they want to end up making is "love makes fools of us all", which. Doubtful

It's yet another episode with a morality lesson about "Destiny", but fr this one feels so weak when compared to Zuko's whole thing later on about CHOOSING his destiny, where we actually see him do it when he defies and upends his harmful legacy in favor of peace, because here? Here everything plays out as foretold, with a "you control destiny" messaging tacked on at the end- the cloud bending was cool, but I hate the implication that Aang legit goes on to twist and bend Katara to a shape he sees fit, right by his side forevermore, but... Yeah, that's fully what he does, so? Thanks a lot, I guess, Aunt Wu! Look what you did! He was the closest he ever comes to giving up in this episode, some tough love would've done the trick!!! But noooo, god forbid Aang has to face and acknowledge any sort of REAL rejection, Katara simply... Doesn't yet understand that her ultimate role in life is to end up as his trophy wife, that's all! God, fuck comics and LOK Katara!!!

[seytazen]

When a Prime Falls

Ambition is the deadliest of poisons. It’s an unspoken fact. Codex Prime, one of the most beloved rulers in the history of Iacon, mysteriously falls victim to an assassin’s blade. The killer and their motives remained unknown, but they’ve unknowingly set destiny into motion. Rebels and propaganda are creating a perfect storm to rise up in the wake of the tragedy. The threat to those of noble standings are higher than ever, but they are determined to keep the status quo intact. As long as they keep Codex’s secrets hidden, they’ll be untouchable. Unfortunately, such is much easier said than done.

Orion had already accepted his predetermined fate as an ill-fit heir to the Matrix when his world came crashing down. A new destiny is unfolding for the entirety of Cybertron, and he will find himself at the head of it one day. He has much to learn before he is capable of holding such a burden, but he is determined to find the right path. Along the way, he’ll find twisted truths, buried histories, and pieces of himself he didn’t know existed.

Transformers— All Media Types

Tags

Royalty AU, Maximum High-stakes Drama, Romance, Viva la Revolution, Class Differences, Religious Trauma, Abuse of all types, Mutual pining, Unrequited Love, Infedelity, Regicide, Murder, Political Thriller, Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Orion is disabled and is a main character, No he doesn’t become magically “fixed” at the end, Yes it gets in his way sometimes and effects his everyday life, Eventual happy MegaOp, IronOp, ShockOP (one sided), Arranged Marriage, Unhealthy Relationships, Finding Healthy relationships, Infedelity, Unethical relationships, Betrayals, Back-Stabbing, Mommy issues, Daddy issues, Omniscient 3rd POV, Unreliable Narrator, Sexual Assault, Rape, Dead Dove: Do not Eat in places, Lots of Plot Twists, Inheriting the Throne, Assassination, Heavy on the World building, Step-mommy is a creep, SLOW BURN, VERY VERY SLOW BURN, heart break, break ups, slooooooooow burn, Sexual frustration, Trauma, Sexual Taboo (Not extreme), Pent up feelings, Orion is repressed as fuck, Megatron is obnoxious, childhood friends romance dynamic, protector/protected romance dynamic, Gentle Sex, Reunion Sex, Oh my god we didn’t die sex, Sleeping with a superior officer, Sleeping around for power, Blood sports, Dark pasts, coup de ta, suicidal thoughts, Trigger Warnings, Painfully oblivious, multiple relationships, everyone loves Optimus Prime kind of, angst, fluff, family drama, mystery, politics, Continuity Soup

Characters

Royal!Orion Pax, Disabled!Orion Pax, Megatronus, Optimus Prime, Megatron, Soundwave, Senator Shockwave, Shockwave, Elita One, OCified!Onyx, ooc Vector Prime, Alpha Trion, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Kup, Caretaker!Ratchet, Drift, Swindle, Rodimus/Hot Rod, Codex, OCified!Nova Storm, Mafia Boss!Dai Atlas, Wing, ooc Halogen

Relationships

Optimus Prime/Megatron, Orion Pax/Megatronus, Drift/Ratchet, Senator Shockwave/Orion Pax, Ironhide/Orion Pax, eventual Dai Atlas/Wing, OC/Ultra Magnus, Chromia/Ironhide

Coming Soon!

Hello everyone, long time since I’ve written anything! I’ve got several unfinished works, but I am determined to finish this one. I’ve been gone for a while for a variety of reasons, mainly because of my home life and because I’ve been busy trying to earn my BA in Creative Writing! I’m an aspiring author, but I know I need more practice writing for an audience and marketing and such if I want to be successful in the publishing industry. Fanfiction is an awesome way for me to practice without any additional costs to myself! This isn’t a first draft for a book that I’m wanting to publish, but if I do publish something you’ll find some similarities lol. I’m going to be releasing the entire fic at once with a few sneak peeks for you guys here and there, just like I would a real book, so stay tuned!

To those who are interested in following me in this endeavor, I’m grateful for your support ❤️

[killer-orca-cosplay]

Star Commander Sealth, I wonder if you and Tolkitai are aware of the history of my 'Mech - and history it contains. I imagine it may of particular interest to Tolkitai.

https://www.tumblr.com/is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not/747420840960933888/hgn-732bm-old-birds-nest

(OOC: I know you're familiar, but in-universe, Melissa would be curious about their reactions)

(A long silence from the orca, which is currently floating in a tactical interface tank, essentially a large mobile fish tank for an apex predator. Sealth looks for a moment at the cetacean, who suddenly begins to move, the indicator lights on his cybornetics flashing.) "He says...it is good to see the bones of the Colonel reaping once again. Here spirit will not be sated unless this new Highlander draws as much blood as hers did. There's a very good chance some of his flesh may be in there as well, depending on where her Highlander collapsed and was later recovered. He hopes you use it to bring further honor to his matri-line." (More flashing from the orca) "He notes that it is a mild shame there is not a piece of General Dechevalie's Atlas as well, so that it would be a walking monument to the final fall of the Usurper. With you representing Elizabeth Hazen, of course. You will have to forgive him for the social faux pas, no one informed him of the fate of the Grandfather's right hand until recently. He has been on ice practically since the Star League fell."

(Sealth looks up) "Personally, as a pilot of a very slow and not particularly agile artillery Mech, the presence of additional anti-missile systems and the sheer force it can bring to bear is a comforting thought. If I am to march with a Star, I like knowing there is an umbrella of missile protection above me, and that our missiles will strike even more true than before."

[yesterdaylovedme]

RPers Sought via Discord

I am seeking canon x canon ships for fandoms via discord. This will be a 1x1 situation. I am happy to double! For my ships, please reach out for information as many are crack/unusual. I do tend to stick to MxF romances but if we're doubling up and one pair is MxF, I'm open to adding a same-sex pair. When I double, I use a word counter to make sure posts are equal. I don't require this of my partners as long as they look similar in effort. Should favoritism begin to appear, I'll express concerns but if it happens often, I'm going to end the RP.

My posts tend to be several paragraphs (I guess the term might be novella or advanced literate) in third person, past tense. When on Discord, it's not unusual to take a few messages to complete my post but I do indicate with a (c or cont) if it's continued and end with an (end) to indicate that it's all complete. Due to post sizes being lengthy, I tend to give about 2-3 posts a week. Often more but I would say that's a pace I'm happy with getting from a partner. We all have lives. I'm not going to hound anyone to post unless it's been like, a month. People get busy or bored. It happens. That said, I love a lively OOC where we get to know one another and converse freely even if posts come at a slower pace. I'd rather hear about disinterest and work to fix it, than have resentment or complacency build behind the scenes.

NSFW stuff is bound to happen within moderation and with proper development. My RPs are very gradual, slow burn. I'm in this for the long haul and I expect my partner to be as well. Communication ensures longevity and interest.

My discord: MK Meringue }#0169

When messaging me, please tell me where you found my username and what you're interested in discussing, otherwise odds are I won't reply. Nothing more strange than just getting a 'hi' from a stranger online. Again, my ships are a little off-beat so if we chat and find we're not looking for the same thing, no harm. It never hurts to ask.

Looking for RPers for the following fandoms:

Alice in Borderland

I can write as An, Kuina, Arisu, Usagi. I'm looking for a Chishiya or Arisu. As a note, I am happy to drop other canons (like from Yu Yu Hakusho for example) into this universe if that is of interest.

The Queen's Gambit

I can write as Beth, Jolene, Harry, Townes. I'm looking for a Benny or Harry. A crossover with Godless could be fun.

Fire Emblem Three Houses

I can write as Hilda, Flayn, Yuri, Hapi, Dimitri, Annette, Hubert. I'm looking for a Seteth, Claude, Hubert, Linhardt, Lorenz or Edelgard. Adding Fates characters might be fun here.

Gravity Falls

I can write as Mabel, Stan, Candy, Tambry, Gideon. I'm looking for a Ford, Dipper, Wendy. I DO NOT WRITE DIPCIFICA! Crossover with SVTFOE or Amphibia possible.

Naruto

I can write as Sakura, Ino, Hinata, Sasuke, Naruto. I'm looking for a Shikamaru, Ino or Temari.

Game of Thrones

I can write as Sansa, Arya, Cat, Theon, Tyrion. I'm looking for a Joffrey, Ned, Theon or Jon.

MHA

I can write as Momo, Todoroki, Ochako, Bakugo, Denki, Melissa. I'm looking for a Todoroki, Bakugo, All Might, Eraserhead, Tsuyu, Ochako.

Pokemon SV

I can write as Nemona, Arven, Iono, Larry. I'm looking for an Arven or Nemona.

Death Note

I can write as Light, Misa, Naomi, Sayu. I'm looking for an L.

ATLA

I can write as Suki, Aang, Toph, Azula, Zuko. I am looking for a Zuko, Aang or Katara.

Harry Potter

I can write as Hermione, Ron, Luna. I am looking for a Harry or Cho.

Yu Yu Hakusho

I can write as Yusuke, Botan, Koenma, Koto, Kuwabara, Genkai. I am looking for a Kurama, Koenma, Keiko or Hiei.

Fruits Basket

I can write as Kagura, Tohru, Kyo, Yuki, Hana, Momiji, Kisa, Shigure. I am looking for a Hatori, Momiji, Haru, Kisa, Ayame, or Tohru.

Phineas and Ferb

I can write as Isabella or Candace. I am looking for a Ferb.

Honorable mentions: Dot Hack, Kaleido Star, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, Yokai Watch, The Hunger Games, Final Space, The Orville, Star Trek or Doctor Who.

[infinitethree]

OOC::

Continuation of the previous post; links for the character image stuff.

Noodley's art blog is here!

Noodley's doodles of Day have him with feather ears, which is a rad design choice! I'd have made it canon if it wasn't already a Significant Character Thing that he has earrings.

They also gave Innit this really cool little muzzle/nose deal, which is 100% how it picture it now. At least, when it's not looking like Daz to fuck with him.

-Piccrews + Art

-Just Roleswap (unique stuff at the top)

-Just Art

Gonna do images & explanation under the cut!

Out of context Welcome to the Inn/Creepypasta doodles! (Dream doesn't have horns or a tail, that's just a trait Noodley used with their Dreams a lot and added out of habit.)

This is somehow a Daz branch that's arguably tied for having the most functional groups. I'm still not quite sure how that happened.

Fun fact; i named the groupchat with myself, Noodley, and Trias "Innit Apologists". Because we are.

Also, they did art of themselves and Trias in Observer form;

And now...all the piccrews.

One thing I tried to do with sets/groups was to have a unifying background element.

Like so:

Not-Family; solid squares. I made the trio looking in those directions on purpose! They're hatching a scheme.

Council; black & white frames (bonus Aleph and Khons "oh Daz is being insane again" shared Look & bonus acting/fake!Daz)

Was-Taken fam; white diamonds

There's so many random one-offs of Day because I tend to use him as the barometer for if any given maker is viable. He's got a pretty simple casual look, but with enough special elements (wings, earrings, necklace) that it lets me get a good idea of what I can do with any given piccrew.

Vio, Aryll, Khons, and Aleph are the REALLY hard ones to make. Vio is just Weird, ditto for Aryll (plus I have a very strong mental image of him), and Aleph & Khons both have pretty distinctive non-human traits.

It's hard to pick a favorite group, but I really REALLY love this Was-Taken fam set because of how expressive it is;

Day: "that's not going to end how you think it will" / "what the actual fuck are you doing" Theo: being a pest towards his loved ones, with bonus Fates!

Dee: "I will make you regret that." Orph: being annoying towards his twin, specifically Atlas: being annoyed by his twin, specifically

Perce: Humblebragging about his accomplishments. If Theo gets to use "I've fought in wars while blind and won" thing as often as he does, then Perce gets to talk up having won in manhunts against said brother + their other siblings.

Lee: sunshine boi!!

How have I hit image limit again?? Huh. Oh well, I guess I don't really have room to explain anything else! Surely there's nothing TOO out of left field I didn't talk about, right? :3c

[fndmstrugglecomments]

hol up, was Qrow acting ooc in v9 epilogue because he was overboard optimistic about things? Like Salem's got 2 relics, his only 2 nieces are dead, the same fate is coming for Vacuo, people are forced to live like that, Atlas is fucking destroyed?

Yes, and I get that him being as pessimistic as before would be a lot of the same, but how else is a person in his situation supposed to feel, ykwim?

[dhampiravidi]

5, 47 and/or 48 for the dc asks!

5) Favorite character?

Jason Todd, who I am officially taking from DC because they have no fucking idea how to write him. They killed him off when he was a kid. Half the time, he gets writers who are 100% convinced he's a villain--a STUPID one, at that! They had an OOC Batman nearly beat him to death They JUST killed & resurrected him in the same issue.

Yeah, anyway, I've had a crush on him since I was 13. He's hot, the same age as me, gorgeously built, very smart, compassionate, badass, funny AF in that slightly-dark-yet-silly-way, either bi/pan or ace (I think DC refuses to give him a constant love interest so they can keep forcing him to be alone both romantically & platonically, but I'm not shitting on anyone's HCs). I'd marry him if he was real. Or at least hug him.

Wonder Woman's a close second. She's all of the above + strong femme w/sword 😍

47) If you could have any characters powers who’s would you have?

Either Aquaman's or Doctor Fate's. Aquaman's because I've been a hoe for hydrokinesis since I saw waterbenders in ATLA (I was 5). Doctor Fate has magic which is...every power. But I'd be scared that I'd either get possessed by something OR I'd lose control & blow up a building when I farted.

48) Favorite villain?

Jason Todd when he says "fuck it, let's kill Batman". Hmm...I like a lot of anti-heroes who should be JUST THAT. Like I enjoy Catwoman stealing from the rich & helping the less fortunate, or Poison Ivy killing billionaires & stopping environmental hazards.

I think Lex Luthor is underrated. Yes, he is a rich guy w/his own ends & his jealousy has led to the world ending in multiple AUs. But he's also helped SAVE the world in Injustice, DC Universe Online & some other thing I can't remember. He's the 3rd or 4th smartest man on Earth in the DCAU canon & 1 of the smartest in the universe in most DC media. He also is smart to realize how much of a threat Superman could be if he went rogue (look at Injustice, Red Son & Infinite Crisis), but everyone around him says "oh no, he's too nice" & I'm sure that drives Lex crazy.

I love Deathstroke's aesthetic (powers & badassery) but I'm not for that whole thing he did with Terra or how he treated his sons ☹️

Superwoman of Earth-3 is just *fans self* I would just like to know definitively if she's supposed to be Donna Troy or Lois Lane in the DCAU movie...

[macuilsung]

2/5 starter for @perltaucher​​ (Linhardt)​!

“I guess academic pressure is already settling in...” Hasn’t it only been a couple of moons since the Academy started?

The speaker kept his remark to a hush, but it was neither out of respect for following the rules of the library or not to disturb the sleeping student could be anyone’s guess. It was due to the fact that the aforementioned narcoleptic was the heir of Hevring... Why did Byleth have to choose the one class full of Adrestian nobles?

Still, so long as Forwin treaded lightly, he felt he should not be so easily recognized... yet his very next step caused the wood under his feet to creak and groan, thus waking Linhardt. Oops.

“Ah... uh, good morning?”

[nxtherold]

ok big salt but why does no one ever bring up the pack bull at the party camp in Origins

he’s obviously the true hero in Origins

when will we give him his due?

[lupus-venatici]

➵ // looks at all of u with my big eyes

♡ this for a short little ask from adonis :3

[stxrnenstxub-archive]

lowered my queue to 1 post a day. 10 drafts are still left after i’ve finished 6 today. i hope to finish a few more tomorrow, but no promises. thesis takes priority given there’s an upcoming deadline. will now watch tv before hitting the bed again, but i will work on profiles for atsumu, zuko, ling yao and envy. alfyn and therion have been officially added, but i’ll make a post about roster additions very soon. good night ya’ll, be well lovelies and if you wanna talk, you know where to find me.

[heartsmithed-moved]

CHECKMATE. new tag dump! Main blog tags rn, personalized people tags will get their own posts. It’ll take awhile for me to update all my tags and then update my links page in general but here they are....

❛  How long is forever? / Sometimes just one second  ❜  Atlas 

❛ The flower that blooms in adversity / Is the most rare and beautiful of all. ❜ Kei

❛ Bittersweet and strange / Finding you can change ❜ Quest   

❛  And how secrecy and silence / Comes at such a cost ❜  Wynter 

❛ Even now I lie awake / Knowing history has it’s eyes on me  ❜ Dev

 ❛ Our two souls alike in seclusion /  And now they found each other’s company  ❜  Asks

❛ Stop time at this very instant / I’m completely drawn in ❜  Aesthetics

❛  Staying naive like a dream comes to an ending / Right?  ❜  IC

❛ In the end / The chains of time will not break ❜ Musings

❛ See / I had this dream ❜  OOC

❛ A burning sort of passion / Suddenly woken ❜ Art

❛ You have no control / Who lives / Who dies / Who tells your story ❜ Post KH3   

❛ Something seems to be unusual / Shall we believe in what is called our fate? ❜ KHX

❛ Descend into the abyss thou see / Where the hearts of many wander ❜  Heartless \ Rook

❛ We follow like Alice / And just keep diving down the hole  ❜ Nobody \  Knave

❛ So obtain the fate you sow / On this path be wary friend and foe ❜  Re:Com 

❛  Thou seek the dark / With an outstretched hand  ❜ KH3 AU

[unmeinoniwa]

its like tumblr knew i was gonna unleash something awful on the world XD

[er4mnesiia]

[“ in loving memory of our previously shared events, yours truly ,”]

𝇅𝅭𝆬 𝃴̹ ܀࡛ ‧͙ 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨, 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨, 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚, 𝐓𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢, x gn!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (separated)

synopsis : when you accidentally stumble upon an emotion and thought educing memorabilia left behind by your lover, who is now lost to time, you begin to reflect back on past events either heartbreaking or joyous.

cw : angst. characters may be somewhat ooc in their behavior/thinking. others are soft angst, while others are somewhat hard angst (apologies for the noticeably contrasting themes between them). mentions of blood, gore, and of course death. (if you aren't one for gore, i would suggest reading Kazuha's only; the others include macabre scenarios.) not proofread - expect some grammatical errors.

⊹ ⋆ ۪. :¨·.·¨: 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ ⊹ ⋆ ۪. :¨·.·¨: 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗

✩ [ALBEDO] memorabilia : art unbalancing the decomposing and adoring moments.

you were to forever shake. forever to mourn. forever to be dissatisfied with the sorrow that he had bought about to you. fate lied within his hands the moment he began to rip apart the land of Mondstadt to mere pieces with a mad man's misconception that nothing was forevermore. perhaps, if Albedo had been more thoughtful, he would've known that you'd live on with perpetual woe without him. you'd be left with the remains of what you felt when you saw pillars crash to the ground, families and citizens run as they scream and shout in horror, and buildings fall into unforeseen years of dilapidation. sorrow, angst, and grief would be those said feelings contained within you long since that moment of dejection. Albedo appalled everyone of Teyvat when news of the disaster that the great penultimate alchemist caused disseminated across regions. but, while he was greatly feared beyond what anyone who truly knew him could have previously imagined, you couldn't help but cry of want for him. whenever you welcomed the brief scent of past peace and indescribable love that lied upon his last artwork before his death, you'd be forever haunted by the apparition of your now deceased love who could've lived a long life full of joy and simple pleasures.

✩ [XIAO] memorabilia : a yaksha's mask - preserved for 2000+ years of immortal life and longevity.

the past is something that has always rather affected you. with the empty lacuna perforated inside you during the temporary moment of harsh pain the moribund green yaksha suffered, you had a premonition of what was to come within the next few minutes. the only thing you were able to do was take off his rusted mask and give him a breath of air. admittedly, it wasn't so pleasing considering Xiao could smell the rot of dead bodies, but it was the best you could do. that moment was freeing for neither of you - you both knew of the loss you would face. you'd be on your knees in a minute, quivering as you clasp his lifeless body. meanwhile, your lower form would be paraplegic consequential to the overwhelming emotion erupted at the sight of him; rendering you with an inability to walk away and forcing you to stay by your unbearable lover's side. he was torn to have let you go in such a state like this. most of his worrying was reflected towards you. but atlas, there was no reversing history; once gone, always gone. you were sure to live on with that same unfilled gap pierced within your soul, for a multitude of reasons, but with the years old mask Xiao wore with a sense of responsibility and duty in your hands, you remembered how even someone so apparently hurt could spare some light.

✩ [KAZUHA] memorabilia : a leaf instrument, played once, twice, and thrice, to commemorate each second with a tune forbade to be forgotten.

upon seeing your lover's favorite instrument, you let out an audibly hitched breath, and with lithe but quick fingers, you picked up the green leaf. for a moment, you could have sworn you heard Kazuha's sonorous voice, before it echoed through the leaf and filled your ears with a melodious, familiar tune. for a moment, you could remember him holding your hand, the weight of it as light as a candle, as he whispered and passed on the truths of the wind to you. with a soft beat of the heart, you'd fall within, and your heart would deflagrate as you kept your eyes stead on the poet. thuds once would alarm you, but the loud noise your heart would erupt when you looked upon Kazuha's features would always do the opposite. it was sad, but you knew everything would have to come to an eventual stop, whether in your favor or not. putting the relish of your memories to an end, you tapped the leaf's petiole before trailing your finger up its base, its midrib, and finally to its green, pointed tip with the touch reminiscent of your lost love, and a feeling of tristesse now weighing with an unwelcoming, heavy pressure forever to be molded deep along the bridges of your soul.

✩ [TIGHNARI] memorabilia : an atrophied flower, withered due to reduced care and neglect.

a red flower sat on Tighnari's desk. it was running dry since your lover wasn't able to tend to it before his death. the botanist's death was caused by the injurious environment around him; he suffered from femoral arterial bleeding, and unfortunately, there was no alleviation to stop the plenteous flow and spurting of the red liquid- no matter how much you bloodied your hands in hope of his survival. you always warned Tighnari of the perils encompassing the area, but he pushed your warnings aside and continued to dig his own grave for the sake of botany. what happened to the cautious and caring man you once knew? due to his not-so-prudent actions, he had to face the end of his time earlier than the regular being's anticipated time of closing. but even as tears began to fall, sparing vigor and moisture to the flower, you knew nothing could bring the withered anew and afresh. the flower was lost to time, too. yeah, curse the chimes of the clock for its victims. now, with the remnants of your lover's blood painted on the tips of your fingers, you'd carefully rip the red crisp petals off the sorrowful flower one by one.