#quest } blunt but truthful

[blueskyheadleft010]

Holy. Fuck.

I just realized that the Lotus can be seen as a metaphor of Hear no Evil, See no Evil, Speak no Evil.

Margulis is the one who never spoke any evil. Though physically blinded after an accident, she didn’t need her eyes to see what was wrong. She continued to use her compassion and endless kindness to heal the broken Tenno and reveal the ugly truth about the Orokin even as she was executed.

Natah refused to hear the evil words of the Orokin. She had seen enough of the evil they had wrought upon the Origin System that she cared not for what they had to say. Perhaps this is what caused her to be captured in the end, but her strong conviction is what motivated her to enact justice upon the evil empire.

Lotus sees no evil. She wears a headpiece over her eyes so no one can gaze upon her or her to them. She directs and leads the Tenno through a database of digital information beamed into her head via wires connected to her headpiece. She is direct, often blunt in commands, but also genuine. She has ears everywhere to tune into things she needs to help guide the Tenno in their fights. She struggles to be more than just the commander and quest giver, so emotion is hard for her to express or process. She has little to no filter when she does get upset, but saves most of her scathing remarks for those who deserve it.

Anyways, thanks for coming to my 4am Ted Talk.

What am I doing in your walls? Well, I suppose that’s something you’ll have to ask Loid about because honestly I don’t know myself.

[grimmtells]

✦ King Photron and the Firefolk (TBA) |​| Grimmverse Heroes of Yore (TBA) ✦

✦ Born of 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧's craftsmanship, 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚 was destined to be wielded by a now long-gone hero of legend. However, when presented with the blade, the hero humbly declined in favour it of his own. Deeply affronted by this rejection, the blade swore that none but the One truly worthy would ever command its power." For countless aeons, warriors and knights of all creeds have sought to wield the legendary blade, yet its judgement remained merciless and unyielding. Fierce thunder struck down the insolents, scorning their pitiful attempts. One day, the terrible 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 stole 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚 from its creator. Many times, he wielded his dark powers in attempt subdued the blade, and many times he failed, as it stood firm against his spells. Frustrated, the dark lord had countless monsters wield it, but each attempt ended in failure as the blade refused to yield. Furious and unwilling to let the fabled blade be used against him, 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 concealed 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚 atop a treacherous mountain, surrounded by legions of demon beasts to guard it. The blade might have remained lost for eternity had it not been for a valiant group of soldiers longing for freedom, scaled the mountain and fought valiantly to claim it. At the peak, two reached 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚’s hilt, but only one was deemed worthy — 𝐌𝐞��𝐚 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. Since that fateful day, the blade has remained unwaveringly loyal to his champion, accompanying the knight in his quest. As of today, he resides on Popstar alongside 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 and their two trusted acolytes, 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 and 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ."

✦ 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 ✦ ────────

✦ Voice Claim | Thunder bringer, Lighting Yielder. ✦ Likes | Chivalry, Bravery, Fighting prowess, Apples & Gem apples ✦ Dislikes | Cowardice, Entitlement to his power, Weakness

✦ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 ✦ ───────────

• Galaxia was forged to maintain peace across the galaxy through its power. Yet, after isolating himself for so long awaiting a worthy warrior, he grew distant and cold, now struggling to fully comprehend emotions and conflicts that don’t arise from war. • He's excessively stoic, expressing little emotion himself. He always keeps a level-tone when talking. • Galaxia is very matter-of-fact oriented and doesn't do well with humour. He will often almost always misunderstand jokes, idioms and figures of speech due to taking them too literally. • Galaxia is blunt and honest to a fault. Practically insensitive, even. He will say whatever's on his mind, even if it might bother someone. If it does bother, you can be certain he will probably not apologise for it. He never even says anything to be mean specifically, he just says what he considers to be truth. • Unfortunately, he is also very, very, terribly judgemental. • Galaxia is actually temperamental and prideful. However, he tries his utmost best to repress his anger. If anything, he would rather avoid getting enraged, as it greatly blinds his mind. • While most of this makes him sound like a complete jerk which he is, to be fair, he remains on the side of Good. He may have trouble showing it, he does care about the people around him. They are those he yielded his power to a worthy warrior for. He may not be the most agreeable man, but he only wants the best for others, for his duty is to keep them safe.

✦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ✦ ────────

✦ "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭." • Galaxia is channeled through his wielder's willpower. • When summoned, he should remain in close proximity to Meta Knight, acting both as shield and ally. It takes energy from the both of them for his to stray away. • Though his wielder’s boundless willpower serves as a limitless source of power to tap into, Galaxia is capable of drawing upon his own energy to manifest corporeally on his own. In this state, Galaxia can fight independently, though his power is limited. Overexertion will force him to return to his blade form, necessitating a period of recovery. This is intentional and by design, as Photron needs the blade to depend on its wielder. • Galaxia’s true weakness is his soul, as the blade itself is impervious to harm as the blade itself was forged from Photron's divine gold, imbued with his celestial power. Only its creator holds the power to melt the blade. • Galaxia wields the elements of Light, Thunder, and Fire, reflecting the powers of his creator. His light-based abilities include (but not limited to) summoning radiant blades and a shields of light. With Thunder, he can call down lightning strikes, summon thunder spears, and unleash storms, especially when driven by rage. Fire is his most volatile power, allowing him to burn searingly hot, making him nigh untouchable, while his hair can set ablaze entirely, especially when fueled by rage as well. • Naturally, these abilities take a significant toll on Meta Knight as well. Since many of them can be accessed without summoning the Avatar, he calls upon Galaxia’s full form only when necessary.

✦ 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ────────────

✦ 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 ✦ ─────

✦ 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ✦ ───────────────

• He is gigantic and towers over everybody in Dreamland. • Galaxia was finalized and born on February 6th (02/06). • The height of the avatar is variable. Galaxia very explicitely CHOOSES to be as tall as he is. • Galaxia doesn't need to eat, but for some reason, he has taken a peculiar liking to apples and apple treats of any kind. Especially gem apples from Cappy Town's plaza tree. • He tends to call Meta Knight : "Chosen", "Champion", "Wielder". If not any of these, it's always Sir Meta Knight in full. • It's very subtle, but his ponytail is the most expressive part of him. He has a lot of control over it currently, but it vaguely moves depending on his mood. It puffs up if angry, droops if saddened, the tip at the end can perk up if his interest is piqued, things like that. • He greatly disapproves of Meta Knight's excessively sweet tooth and reminds him to not eat too many sweets and desserts every opportunity he gets. • The life and consciousness he was gifted have given him a sense of Identity, hence why his avatar looks and sounds the way it does. He presents himself as a masculine figure with a male voice, because such is the way he feels comfortable with, although he couldn't tell you why.

[saeun]

“later,” he said—no, he promised. later he promised to apologize. later he promised it'll be alright. later gojo promised to talk it out yet again meaningless promises are meant to be broken. like a jigsaw puzzle piece to its board, they fit in well. no one cares about promises that were spat out to ease the fuel, is what he thinks. at the end of the day, if it's not important it'll end up passing like a leaf floating through the wind. to bother and not be bothered: the rules by which gojo carries on his life.

he bothers with the quests that are deemed important and alarming to him. if such fails to pass this, they will be discarded—much like the “argument” that took place last night. he doesn't recall anything that happened. other than meeting heads with the couch, there really isn't any details from the prior night that sticks out to him.

much to his disappointment, there's the prickling feeling that he did something wrong and has yet to make ends meet for it. did i fuck up somewhere? he wonders. a pout and furrowed eyebrows welcome themselves as he takes his precious time trying to figure out what or who he wronged.

he's yet to find the answer. not bothering with it any longer, he pops two painkillers dry and makes his way to your shared bedroom, unaware of you who's been in a horrible mood ever since. scratching the back of his head, he walks around confused. in his front view is you, who looks stressed even though you're asleep. the dried trails of tears deepen his confusion. just how hungover was i? he questions, oblivious to the blunt fact that it's him who caused it all.

“hey,” gojo whispers, softly shaking your body to jerk you awake. it doesn't work, so he continues until you're conscious. as soon as he sees movement from you, he stops, placing his hand stationary on your hip. watching you twist and turn, he's caught by surprise when you flick his hand away. are you mad? upset? sick? he has no knowledge of what or why you're like this.

“baby? did i do something? what's wrong?” throwing questions at you, his face contorts into confusion and worry. what's going on with you? why won't you communicate? he has many questions that only fuel your anger. does he really not remember? was it truly just like a fly buzzing around his food? is he really that self-centered? no—you know he's not but was your so called “argument” that useless to him? unbelievable.

you try your best to ignore him, really, but his bothersome behavior will either make him see his deity or see the life of being single once again. your tolerance level lowers each time you hear his voice. at this moment, you truly dislike this man. whoever wants to call you sensitive can kiss your ass. you rightfully have every right to seethe with dislike towards gojo.

“can you STOP?!” emerging from under the covers, you look at gojo. oh, how sweet he looks. so sweet yet so rotten.

taken back, gojo raises his hands in defense. if you don't at least hint to him what happened, he's going to go insane.

“what demon possessed you today?” “fuck you.”

you give no more than two words and a middle finger to him. you're too salty at the truth—the truth of him not remembering anything. not even what happened moments before he fell asleep. you're kind of sad, honestly. you love him a lot and it does hurt.

“do you not recall..?” it's your turn to question him. with the softest voice possible, you look at him, eyes wavering to observe his reaction. you hope he at least lies. the truth hurts and you're definitely not in the mood to accept it.

“... recall what?”

oh, alright. you knew he was drunk, but not that drunk. can't blame him but that's exactly what you're going to do. he just cannot act so innocently. he can't. who does that?! not anyone with a sense shame, that's for sure—but who is gojo satoru to feel such tiny things?

sighing, you turn your back to him, making sure to cover your entire body with the duvet. the longer you acknowledge him, the faster your violent tendecies will take over. although you're disturbed, you still have to speak to him, it's a habit, unfortunately, “do not bother me, gojo.”

offended and shocked being his two most dominant emotions today, he raises an eyebrow, ready to drop another question as if it's a pop-up quiz, “what do you mean by that?”

—

minutes and hours pass by and gojo's still hosting that offended expression. really, it's the only emotion he's been feeling ever since he graced the house with his presence. today might just be the day he buries himself in search for eternal rest. when it comes to others' problems, he will be there as if he's a superhero, but his? oh, his new name might just be master deflector three thousand. gojo has a complex—it's not a god complex, rather, it's a how-do-i-face-my-emotional-demons complex. he masks everything with a joke and confidence but never permit that to steer you away from who he truly is. not a god, just gojo satoru.

gojo's alone now, sinking into his thoughts as he remembers how you left earlier. another argument occurred and just like last night, he mirrored his actions—though completely unknown to him, you clearly remember it all. the same nonchalant way he waved you off, the way he oozed of attitude as he rolled his eyes, the same way his voice dominated when he finally reaches his limit.

sipping on his glass, he pokes his inner cheek with his tongue, salty at the scene replaying in his mind. unable to contain your violent tendecies, your eyes took over as tears overflowed from the rims. you didn't shout, didn't hit, didn't throw anything—just took a deep breathe in and walked away with a sour smile.

gojo's eyes trailed your figure, watching your figure disappear without care. like always, he believes it'll be alright. he's sure that all you need is space and you'll come back. gojo believes in a simple apology being the bandaid to the injury, which is why his eyes bulged when you came into view with a bag or two.

gojo's body immediately dashed to yours from his position almost leaving a cartoonish dust trail behind him. his hand grips against yours, pulling your body closer to his. clenching his jaw, he questions—no, demands, “where are you going?”

a stuttering breath escapes from you, too exhausted to have anything else to say, you give him an acceptable answer, “away from you, obviously.”

his grip tightens, the same feeling from the moment he woke up swirls arounds. his stomach feels like a bottomless pit, the sick feeling just never ends. annoyed at your constant deflecting, the tone of his voice changes but he never raises the volume.

“fucking stop it and tell me.”

no response. he doesn't get the response he wants, but he does receive you wriggling your arm out from his grip. holding your arm to your chest, it stings as his fingerprints disappear within a blink. gojo hates it. he hates the look of disgust in your eyes. he despises what's happening. he despises that something happened before all this and he can't, for the love of him, remember anything.

uncomfortable silence dominates. you're avoiding every attempt of eye contact and gojo's eyes scan your features. she's uncomfortable, he thinks. his heart may as well shatter into separated atoms. his eyes dull in color, slowly backing away from you as he turns his back to you again. dumping his body on the couch, he rests his head on his palm, waving you off with simple words, “go if you want, leave as you wish. i'm done.”

oh okay, a bitter taste envelops your cells, he's done. loosely holding your bags, you drag your feet to the door, looking back at him for one more, one more chance to confirm if you should leave or not. his slumped figure gives you all the confirmation you need. with that, you leave. taking two steps out, you speak with a low voice, praying that he'll hear it.

“bye-bye, satoru.”

gojo raises two fingers, showing you that he heard you well. waiting for the door to click, he leans his head back on the couch, finally allowing himself to succumb to his feelings. every negative emotion and its synonym engulfs him, feeding off of his body and draining him clean of any optimism. is it over? he doesn't know. he hopes it's not. never did he ever want to let you slip through that door but what could he have done? it was more than evident that you were uncomfortable with him. he just can't be selfish and keep you.

maybe he's malfunctioning but there's very much little beads of tears forming in his eyes. it's been a rather long day so why not let it out? comforting in the feeling of the liquid sliding down the sides of his face, he forces back any vocal sound of his cries. he'll rather sink into silence than to do anything else.

[donutwatches]

MHA 3.8 - From Iida to Midoriya - part 1/2

HAPPY 2025!

Everybody shut up, Tsuyu is speaking!

I always pay attention when Tsu chips in because everything she says is smart and honest. Love a blunt queen who speaks her mind.

I ended up disagreeing with everything she says here, ha. Breaking rules does not make you the same as a villain, some rules should be broken in order to do the right thing.

At this point, cut them off and boot up the super powered prosthetics. Edward Elric it up.

The comedy in this show takes me tf out sometimes. The letter is so sweet and genuine too, and then it swerves to 'sorry about your balls'.

Iida is in his feelings. He is right that they barely got away with the Stain situation basically 2 seconds ago. These kids never rest.

It is not exactly the same though. Iida went on a personal vendetta quest and got his butt saved. Going on a rescue mission to save Bakugo is different.

I wonder if Momo and Kirishima are confused since they were never told the truth of what happened with Stain right?

OOOOOH SHHHHIIIII-

Ouch. Seeing his brother become paralyzed has made seeing Deku break his bones over and over so much worse for Iida. To see Deku lose his ability to do hero work the same way his brother did would be crushing.

In this class photo we have, from left to right: Material Girl, Groot Jr., Shamu, Buff Furry, Barbecue Dad, Slender Man in Denim, Ninja with the Bad Hair, and Gym Boi's Final Form. What a line up.

For the first time, Bakugo's temper is being directed at an appropriate target, and it feels so satisfying, lol.

Why do Momo and Iida sound like chaperones supervising teenagers on a date? Midoriya looks so called-out. You know he isn't going to behave.

Imagine being in a best bro contest and your competition is Kirishima. No one has a chance at beating him.

Part 2 is here

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[astroa3h]

the shadow side of juno ✨💔

Does your Juno placement have hard aspects? You could be dealing with the shadow side of Juno, where all that glitters isn't gold. For years I wondered why things didn't work out with my astrological soulmate, why things turned so sour? 😪

The further I studied my placement the further I realised I was dealing with the shadow side of Juno. A wolf in sheeps clothing. A faux soulmate so to speak. Look toward your corresponding sign and stay away from anyone that gives off these red flags. They are not your soulmate. ⬇️

Juno in Aries: Impulsive to a fault, your faux soulmate could be a ticking time bomb of anger and aggression. This is a love that can quickly spiral into a cycle of heated fights and reckless decisions. Their fiery nature can lead to dominance and ego battles, where love feels more like a war zone.

Juno in Taurus: Your faux soulmate might be the embodiment of stubbornness and material obsession. They can become so fixated on comfort and possessions that they suffocate the relationship. Their fear of change can lead to a stagnant, lifeless love, where both of you feel trapped in a golden cage.

Juno in Gemini: Charm morphs into manipulation. Your faux soulmate could be a master of words but a novice in honesty, leading you through a labyrinth of half-truths and flirtations. Their fear of depth can leave you feeling alone in a relationship filled with superficial connections and empty conversations.

Juno in Cancer: Overprotective to the point of being smothering, your faux soulmate might have a love that feels more like quicksand. Their emotional turbulence can create a stormy home life, where you feel constantly on edge, trying to navigate their unpredictable moods and possessiveness.

Juno in Leo: Your faux soulmate’s need for attention could eclipse everything, including you. Their pride and demand for admiration can lead to a one-sided relationship where your needs are overshadowed by their endless quest for the spotlight, leaving you in the shadows of their grandeur.

Juno in Virgo: Perfectionism turns into relentless criticism. Your faux soulmate’s desire for order can create an oppressive environment, where you feel constantly judged and never good enough. Their obsession with details can choke the spontaneity and joy out of your relationship.

Juno in Libra: Their need for harmony transforms into a paralyzing indecision and fear of confrontation. Your faux soulmate might avoid important issues, letting problems fester until the relationship is riddled with unspoken resentments and passive-aggressive behavior.

Juno in Scorpio: Here, love borders on obsession. Your faux soulmate’s intensity can manifest as jealousy, manipulation, and a desire for control that can feel suffocating. The relationship might often feel more like a power struggle than a partnership, filled with secrets and silent battles.

Juno in Sagittarius: Restlessness to the extreme. Your faux soulmate’s love for freedom can mean a refusal to commit, leaving you in a perpetual state of uncertainty. Their bluntness can be hurtful, and their constant need for new experiences can make you feel like you’re never enough.

Juno in Capricorn: Cold and authoritarian, your faux soulmate might prioritize status and success over the relationship. Their emotional unavailability and relentless ambition can leave you feeling lonely and undervalued, as if you’re more of a trophy than a partner.

Juno in Aquarius: Your faux soulmate’s unconventional nature can mean emotional detachment and a refusal to engage in the traditional aspects of a relationship. Their rebellious streak might make you feel like you’re living with a constant revolutionary, where intimacy takes a backseat to ideals.

Juno in Pisces: Escape turns to neglect. Your faux soulmate might retreat into a fantasy world, leaving you to deal with the harsh realities of life alone. Their tendency to play the martyr can lead to a relationship where you’re always the villain, no matter how hard you try. Yikes!

xox astro ash

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[astrosouldivinity]

Evolved / Unevolved Fire Signs💥🔥

~The Evolved Aries embodies characteristics of courageousness, passion, initiative, generosity, discipline, and determination.

~Ex. (Mulan from “Disney’s Mulan” would be evolved Aries energy)

~The Unevolved Aries embodies characteristics of impulsiveness, selfishness, aggressiveness, ego-driven behavior, and tactlessness.

~Ex. (Prince Joffrey Baratheon from “Game of Thrones” would be unevolved Aries energy)

~The Evolved Leo embodies qualities such as protectiveness, loyalty, confidence, charisma, passion, and generosity.

~Ex. (Lois Lane from “Superman” would be evolved Leo energy)

~The Unevolved Leo embodies qualities such as pridefulness, self-absorption, attention-seeking behavior, arrogance, and egocentrism.

~Ex. (Regina George from “Mean Girls” would be unevolved Leo Energy)

~The Evolved Sagittarius embodies traits of optimism, a quest for truth, open-mindedness, wisdom, resilience, and compassion.

~Ex. (Yoda from “Star Wars” would be evolved Sagittarius energy)

~The Unevolved Sagittarius embodies traits of bluntness, recklessness, competitiveness, restlessness, arrogance, and carelessness.

~Ex. (The Joker from “The Dark Knight” would be unevolved Sagittarius energy)

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Unevolved / Evolved Water

Unevolved / Evolved Air

[fourteentrout]

Azriel had waited. He had waited for five hundred years to find his mate. His equal.

That's the kicker, wasn't it? His equal. How could he find that, when he was Death itself. When he looked into the bloody mouths of his victims, Truth Teller in his grasp, and he could not see anything but his own reflection staring back at him. Built upon fingernails and severed toes, built upon a burst of blue that burnt like fire, built upon a blade that sang when it cut through flesh. Calculated death, something beyond rage, something beyond a quest for justice. Something not borne out of impulse or uncontrolled power, but out of a carefully constructed network of lacerations, each placed with more thought than the last.

What, out there, was equal to that?

Oh, how cruel, he thought.

Is this what it is? Is this what an equal is? Someone with fists wreathed in flame, who could wield what Azriel's hands hadn't been able to survive.

Fire itself mated to the burnt.

Someone tortured, mated to a torturer.

How cruel to him, he thought, flames dancing in his head.

Was it cruelty, though? Or simply justice? That fire lord with lashes across his back was no hero. He was the worst of the worst, and his pain didn't make him any better. It just made him both the victim and the tyrant. It allowed him to play both sides. He himself was cruel.

Eris was nothing like who Azriel had thrown himself at. Eris was unkind, unable to wield his flaming hands with the same delicate niceness of Elain. Eris was a sneaky, manipulative, slithering thing, a stranger to the blunt authenticity of Mor. Eris would never be able to turn to the sunlight the way she did. Eris would never be able to speak with words like honey the way Elain did.

Azriel had never earned those words, anyway.

This is what it is, then, he thought. Two people who got exactly what they deserved. Fated to share something so pure, so clean, with someone who was decidedly not. The thing he had slogged through five centuries of silent desperation for a female who would never love him back for, finally granted to him--only with someone just out of reach. Perhaps, if he wanted, he could reach out a hand.

But he didn't want to. It was easier to stay angry, easier to pretend that he didn't deserve something as honorable as a mating bond, like he had during those five hundred years of waiting.

He did, though. He was getting exactly what he paid for.

His hands were soaked with the blood of a thousand, a hundred thousand, too many for Azriel to feel bad for. Eris' hands burst with the same flame that had once bathed Azriel's own. They delivered each other's scars, Azriel supposed. His mottled skin would be familiar to Eris. How many people has he burned, Azriel wondered. The scars that littered Eris' perfect High Fae body were the same Azriel imparted dutifully upon anyone unlucky enough to find themselves in his chamber. How cruel, to look at the one tied to your soul and see an assignment. The same methodical job he imparted on the prisoners in the dungeons, blanketing the one he was supposed to be able to look at reverently. How could he?

Eris was always a slimy bastard, anyway. Azriel could never love him, just as he would never love Azriel. It was upon principle, more than anything.

And perhaps it was easier that way. Perhaps his hands would thank him, kept safe from the fire that they still shied away from, centuries later.

How cruel, he thought as his chest throbbed with that bond.

Azriel had waited his whole life for something he knew, in his soul, he would never deserve. But of course, the Mother found Her ways. To give him what he wanted more than anything in the world.

To give him something he would never be able to have.

Not when he was one who supplied torture, and his mate was one who received it. Not when he was scarred with burns, and his mate could light the fire with half a thought.

How cruel, he thought, that I could not have been better. That I could not have become someone able to earn something good.

That even the mating bond could be twisted into something to punish him, something to prove his unworthiness. It was right there, and yet he couldn't have it. Would never be able to face that. The fact that he and his mate were everything that had made the other suffer. Why, he wondered, had he wanted it so? Had he not realized that to be granted that, he would have to look into the eyes of another and see himself reflected back? The one person that could break him.

After a lifetime of waiting, he had finally gotten what he wanted. But he had also finally gotten what he deserved.

[astrolovecosmos]

Sagittarius is wildness, travel, the hunt, risk, dares, luck, gambles, bluntness, honesty, truth, exaggeration, personal truth, truth vs. lies themes, stories, instinct, instinct vs. intellect, sport, competition, seeking, quests, adventure, questioning, philosophy, belief, optimism, the big picture, rudeness or tactlessness, freedom, carelessness, irresponsibility, carefreeness, idealism, extravagance, restless, impatience, forward thinking or looking, teaching, learning, knowledge, wide-open spaces, archery, books, horses, stags, hoofed animals, prey or hunted animals, foreign and/or ideas of "exoticness", stables, great houses, hunting clubs, fields, hills, high places, fireplaces, upper levels, treehouses, humor, jokes, liveliness, the foreigner or stranger, good company, journalist, comedian, guide, philosopher, adventurer, pilot, preacher, guru, the inspiration.

[ehlnofay]

my tes secret santa for @anotherclassicpretence! truth be told I've been having a tad bit of writer's block lately but some of your prompts were VERY interesting (I liked the idea of writing delphine before the main quest a lot... this more or less counts) so I hope I've done them justice. hope you're having a splendid holiday season!

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“Steady on, Hilde,” Delphine says with a brusque, manufactured sort of calm. “You’ll do yourself a mischief.”

It's a relief, she thinks, that the day Hilde has elected to barge in with world-upending news is a convenient one; it isn’t as though Riverwood is the kind of place to attract crowds, most of the time (part of the reason she chose to live here at all) but the inn is unusually quiet now. Orgnar is nominally organising something in the cellar, which means that he’s spending an hour swapping two bottles around and calling it a day, and the dining hall is warmed to a swelter with the ever-going hearthfire, and utterly empty. No-one’s come in for lunch yet. No rooms rented out last night, either, so it’s all silent on that front; it’s just Delphine and her wet cotton cloth, wiping down the stained tables till they shine, and Hilde with her hair wrapped and her string of beads tangling round narrow, hard-knuckled fingers. She’s sat herself on the chair with the wobbly leg; it needs fixing soon. Ordinarily, Delphine would herd her onto another, but right now she doesn’t think there’s anything in the world that would get Hilde to listen.

“Hark at her!” she complains to the bead-string - all marbled glass dyed blue and red and yellow, clinking together on their leather cord. “Do a mischief - do a mischief - it’s as if she can’t bloody hear me -”

Delphine swipes the cloth over the chip in the corner of the table. “I hear you,” she replies (does she ever hear her). Hilde’s hands are white where the necklace bites into her skin; her lips are pinched into a puckered line. Her eyes are red-rimmed and fierce. “Hilde. I’m going to get you a drink to calm your nerves, and then we’ll talk it over properly, all right?”

“Talk it over,” Hilde repeats, high and scornful, and then her face screws up quite suddenly as if all the fight has fled it - the wrinkles in her cheeks deepening to uneasy valleys, knuckles pressed to the thin slat of her mouth, beads digging hard into her cheek. “Nine have mercy… thank you, Delphine.”

The inner corner of Delphine’s lip snags, near imperceptibly, between the blunt ends of her canines. She nods once, and she ducks behind the bar, folding the cloth with damp precision as she goes. The cask of ale is near empty, the mugs lined up on their shelf, sparkling clean, cutlery rattling around in its tin. It's not fancy - Riverwood is a small, old town, built on the bones of an older one, and no matter how well-run the inn has been since she bought it it's not exactly a prime destination, but it's a good sort of a place. And innkeeping is decent work. Keeps you busy. Keeps your ear to the ground. Gives you something to focus on, in the meantime -

When Delphine grabs a tankard, she notes with some incredulity that her hand is trembling. She stills it. She pours the ale until the cup rim is flecked with froth.

(Gives you something to focus on in the meantime, in between real work, while you're waiting -)

(There is a feeling rising in her body, foaming like the ale; a sour, stomach-turning excitement, as if she's in her twenties again and wet behind her ears, biting back all the intrigue. Like she has an unlined face and fresh armour and is standing again in line for her induction ceremony. Like she's staring something in the face and thinking, finally.)

Delphine caps the cask. She is not in her twenties, and she is not staring anything down; bar Hilde, a seventy year old woman with tannin-stained hands and the latest in a line of tall stories. Delphine didn't get this far (how far?) (still alive, isn’t she) through credulity. She's a pragmatist through and through - won't believe anything she hasn't seen evidence of with her own eyes; and yet.

And yet.

She sets the mug down on the table; a pale and lukewarm drop slides down the pewter, just next to the handle. She'll need to wipe it all down again, after this.

Hilde takes it, absent-minded; the beads slither from where they’re strung around her hands to rest in a smooth curve over her chest. Her hands are shaking - she doesn’t seem to notice, or if she does, she doesn’t stop them. There is a look about her, all of a sudden, that seems dreadfully, fixedly haunted, like a woman looking down the barrel of a cannon, some rapid-rigged explosive, something to level the town. Like she’s caught the apocalypse’s eye. Delphine reaches out, perfunctory, and pats the back of her hand; Hilde grimaces and downs half her tankard in one long, desperate swig.

Light’s coming in through the window-slats up by the rafters, dull and gold, dust motes in the shafts of it. It makes the white wimple of cloth swaddled hastily around Hilde’s head shine in places.

“Big as the mountain,” she mumbles into the lip of the tankard, fingers wrapped tight around its handle, “black as night - flew right over the barrow like something fit to block out the sun.”

Delphine’s teeth scrape over that spot at the corner of her lip. She can’t help but say, “Are you sure -”

“I know what I saw,” Hilde snaps. Her knuckles and lips are blanched and colourless. Liquid sloshes over the edge of her cup with her sharp, abortive gestures. “I saw a dragon.”

Delphine is very careful not to let her face do anything at all, there.

(It’s adrenaline, she knows; the pointed, muscle-coiled readiness to move - to act - to make a plan in service of a solid end and carry it off perfectly; the comfort of seeing possibility roll out before her like a long many-doored hallway, like a road she might be able to walk instead of these four walls she’s circled for too many years. Innkeeping is decent work - keeps her ear to the ground - keeps her busy in the interim, but it’s not what Delphine does, not what she’s been trained to do; not a purpose, not something to strive for, and oh, Divines -)

(None of this is substantiated. Delphine is not a rash and green youth, not anymore and not again, and she will not start running away with silly fantasies before she’s checked anything at all; she has had her fill of disappointment, and should know better than to invite it - should know better than to start spinning grand plans, before she’s even sent out some missives to the pale cobweb of contacts she has left - over the barrow; west, then - is there a significance, to the barrow? Does she have anything about it in her side room? Nine, it’s times like this she misses the old library and the mad old codger that kept it, and, no. No.)

(Yes.)

“It’ll come back,” Hilde’s saying with fearful certainty; lips flecked with spittle and beer-foam, hands still shaking. “It’ll come back, and it’ll kill us all, and then you’ll believe me -”

“I believe you,” Delphine tells her, and it is inexplicably, regrettably true. (She’s thinking about the library. She’s thinking about the dragonlore. She’s thinking that if dragons are back, someone will have to do something about it - and oh Divines how she has missed being the one to do something about it.)

Her hands are still, but only through some effort.

She feels like she’s been dozing for twenty years and only now has been shocked awake.

Hilde looks at her, white-mouthed and white-scarved; she frowns, a tense, sour thing, and she says doubtfully, “You look like you need a drink.”

Delphine laughs. It’s a short, gruff bark of sound. Her hands are flat on the tabletop; her hair is coming loose in thin wisps from the tight knot at the base of her skull. Sunlight trickles through the windows, golden-fresh. “No,” she says. “No, thank you, Hilde, I'm good."

[churino]

Design for dropkick

No short of jokes

From the moment he came online, Dropkick was able to sense shatter's presence elsewhere in the universe, in his quest to find her, he served many odd jobs, developing a sort of "whatever you say boss" attitude about life.

Luckily, he didn't have to go looking for long as shatter found him instead. Truth be told, Dropkick is more of a blunt instrument, not suited for complex cognitive tasks, but he is a worker first and foremost, he works, he provides, its what he does

Even if work includes killing people, he doesn't mind. He welcomes it in fact because killing is simple, shatter is the one with aspirations, Dropkick lives in the now, he doesn't think they're special and belives anyone in his position would do the same things he does.

His height is a source of ridicule from those unaware that triple changers have more powers than just having three modes, shatter and dropkick can each lift entire montains with ease, so bots that make fun of him often end up.... well, I'd rather not describe it, honesty

[horoscope1078]

Pedro Pedro Pedro 👋

Pedri is all about adventure and exploration. With his Sun in Sagittarius, he has an optimistic and free-spirited nature. This placement fuels his love for travel and a quest for knowledge, making him a natural learner both on and off the pitch. His enthusiasm is infectious, and he probably approaches challenges with a sense of humour and a desire to grow from every experience.

Emotionally, Pedri has a flair for the dramatic with his Moon in Leo. He craves recognition and appreciation, and his warm-hearted nature makes him a natural leader among friends. He likely thrives in the spotlight, bringing a sense of joy and creativity to his interactions. This placement suggests he has a strong connection to his inner child, embracing fun and playfulness.

Pedri’s mind is open and adventurous. With Mercury in Sagittarius, he communicates in an enthusiastic and straightforward manner. He loves sharing ideas and may have a knack for storytelling, always eager to learn and explore new concepts. This placement can also make him a bit blunt, as he values honesty above all.

When it comes to love and relationships, Pedri’s Venus in Scorpio indicates he’s intense and passionate. He doesn’t do things halfway; when he loves, he loves deeply. There’s a mysterious allure to him, and he probably appreciates emotional depth and loyalty in his partnerships. This placement suggests he’s not afraid to confront his feelings, making his romantic connections transformative.

Mars in Libra gives Pedri a charming and diplomatic approach to conflict. He seeks harmony and balance, preferring to collaborate rather than compete. This placement also means he may excel in teamwork; essential for a footballer. However, he might struggle with indecisiveness at times, weighing options before taking action.

With Jupiter in Leo, Pedri likely has a generous spirit and a desire to shine in his pursuits. This placement enhances his natural talents and brings good fortune, particularly in creative endeavours. He thrives in situations where he can express himself, and his confidence can inspire those around him.

Saturn retrograde in Gemini suggests that Pedri may face challenges in communication or self-expression. He might feel a bit restricted when trying to convey his thoughts or ideas but, over time, he can develop a unique voice. This placement encourages him to build solid foundations in his learning and connections.

Uranus in Aquarius means Pedri is innovative and forward-thinking. He’s likely drawn to new ideas and progressive movements, both on the field and in life. This placement brings a touch of unpredictability; he may surprise others with his unconventional approaches and creative solutions.

Neptune in Aquarius here suggests that Pedri has an idealistic and visionary side. He may be drawn to causes that promote social change or community welfare. There’s a dreamy quality to this placement, allowing him to see the bigger picture and inspire others with his vision for the future.

With Pluto in Sagittarius, Pedri possesses a powerful drive for transformation and growth. He may be drawn to exploring philosophical or spiritual beliefs, always seeking to understand the deeper meanings in life. This placement can also hint at a strong urge to break boundaries and seek truth.

His North Node in Gemini indicates that Pedri’s life path involves learning and communication. Emphasising adaptability and curiosity, he’s meant to cultivate social connections and express his thoughts freely. This journey encourages him to embrace diverse perspectives and share his insights with others.

Lilith in Aries adds a fierce, independent streak to Pedri’s personality. He’s likely unafraid to assert himself and can be quite passionate about his desires. This placement hints at a need for personal freedom and authenticity, driving him to break through any limitations.

Chiron in Capricorn points to potential wounds related to authority and responsibility. Pedri may grapple with feelings of inadequacy in his ambitions, but through these challenges, he can learn resilience and gain a deeper understanding of his own strengths.

Fortune in Sagittarius amplifies the luck and abundance that Pedri can attract through his adventurous spirit. Opportunities may come his way when he’s open to new experiences and willing to take risks.

Finally, with his Vertex in Libra, relationships play a crucial role in Pedri’s destiny. He’s likely to encounter significant partnerships that shape his journey, emphasising the importance of balance and harmony in his connections.

Pedri’s chart reflects a dynamic personality with a blend of adventurousness, passion, and a strong social orientation. His combination of Sagittarius and Leo placements suggests a vibrant, outgoing nature that likely draws others to him, making him a star on and off the field. With a rich mix of creative energy and emotional depth, he’s poised to navigate life’s challenges with optimism and flair.

Houses

Pedri’s Aries Ascendant gives him a dynamic and energetic first impression. He likely comes across as confident, assertive, and enthusiastic; qualities that make him a natural leader. This fiery placement makes him unafraid to take initiative, and he probably has a bold approach to life, diving into experiences headfirst. His spontaneous nature and competitive spirit may shine through both in his personal interactions and on the field.

With Libra on the Descendant, relationships play a significant role in Pedri's life. He seeks harmony and balance in partnerships and may be drawn to people who are charming, sociable, and diplomatic. This placement suggests he values cooperation and mutual respect in his connections, making him a supportive teammate both on and off the pitch.

Taurus ruling his 2nd house indicates a strong focus on material security and comfort. Pedri likely values stability and may have an appreciation for the finer things in life. This placement can also suggest he possesses a natural talent for managing resources, which can be beneficial in his career.

Scorpio in the 8th house hints at a deep emotional intensity regarding transformation and shared resources. Pedri may have a fascination with the deeper aspects of life and an innate understanding of psychology. He might be drawn to experiences that challenge him to grow and evolve, especially in areas of intimacy and joint ventures.

With Gemini in the 3rd house, communication is key for Pedri. He’s likely curious, adaptable, and loves to share ideas. This placement emphasises his quick thinking and ability to connect with others through conversation. He probably thrives in social settings and enjoys engaging with a variety of topics.

Having Sagittarius in the 9th house amplifies Pedri’s adventurous spirit and love for exploration. He’s likely drawn to travel, philosophy, and higher learning, with a strong desire to broaden his horizons. This placement suggests that experiences beyond his immediate environment will be significant for his growth.

With Cancer on the IC, home and family are essential to Pedri. He likely values emotional security and has a nurturing side, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere wherever he is. This placement can indicate a strong connection to his roots and a desire to build a family of his own in the future.

Capricorn on the Midheaven (MC) suggests that Pedri is ambitious and driven in his career. He likely has a strong work ethic and aims for success in a structured way. This placement points to a desire for recognition and respect in his field, as well as a focus on long-term goals.

With Leo in the 5th house, Pedri expresses his creativity and joy through fun and play. He likely has a flair for the dramatic and enjoys being in the spotlight, especially in activities he loves. This placement indicates a strong desire for self-expression and a playful approach to romance and leisure.

Aquarius in the 11th house suggests that Pedri is likely to have an eclectic group of friends and is drawn to progressive causes. He values individuality and may have a unique approach to social networks. This placement can indicate that he is future-oriented and involved in groups that promote change and innovation.

With Virgo in the 6th house, Pedri likely approaches work and daily routines with attention to detail and a desire for efficiency. This placement suggests he has a strong sense of responsibility and may thrive in environments that allow him to organise and analyse. He probably values health and wellness, taking care to maintain his physical and mental well-being.

Pisces in the 12th house brings a spiritual and intuitive dimension to Pedri's life. He may have a rich inner world and a tendency to reflect deeply on his experiences. This placement can indicate a compassionate side, as well as a need for solitude to recharge. He may be drawn to artistic or humanitarian pursuits and might have a knack for understanding the emotions of others.

Pedri has a unique blend of creativity, emotional depth, and intellectual energy that makes him stand out both on and off the field. He’s deeply in touch with his emotions, yet able to stay calm and balanced, giving him the composure to navigate high-pressure situations. His ability to think quickly and creatively is complemented by a strong sense of intuition and an artistic touch, making him not only a great player but someone who can easily express himself. While he is very independent and values his freedom, he also has a strong drive to succeed and improve. Pedri’s relationships are marked by a desire for harmony and loyalty, though he sometimes struggles with emotional conflicts and finding long-term stability in his personal life. His ability to work hard, face challenges, and adapt to new environments means he is set for great success, both in football and beyond, as he continues to grow and develop his skills.

His chart shows a person who's got loads of energy, confidence, and resilience, but can also get a little impatient or prone to minor injuries. He's naturally generous and kind, and he's got a good sense of direction in life, though things might not always feel super clear-cut for him. While he's independent and strong both physically and mentally, sometimes his overthinking or indecisiveness can get in the way. He’s also really intuitive, and that helps him handle challenges and keep a good balance. Spirituality and staying true to his values are important to him, and these give him the clarity and strength to push through tough times.

Pedri’s chart shows a sharp mind but some struggles with memory and emotional misinterpretation. He’s emotionally reserved, sometimes distrusting his feelings, but remains stable and focused once he opens up. While determined and hardworking, he can get distracted or doubtful about his goals, which makes his professional path feel unstable at times. He faces challenges with indecision and responsibility but has the persistence to push through. His instincts guide him, even if his path feels unclear at times.

[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ the master of magic. ﹚: alessio agresta 164 .𖹭 ݁

. . . a dark paradise !! 🍒 : “ your soul brims with the most enchanting magic I've seen in awhile. . . I'll be sure to make it mine ”

꒰ verse ꒱ 164

꒰ species ꒱ corrupt magic god, primordial rhytraari

꒰ ethnicity ꒱ italian-spaniard

꒰ age ꒱ unknown ( millennia )

꒰ gender ꒱ male

꒰ mbti ꒱ entp

꒰ alias ꒱ emerald mania, the emerald reaper, the grim reaper, the immortal, the primordial rhytaari, the emerald bane, copper’s right hand, the first sorcerer, the master of magic, ( bunbun

꒰ story ꒱ 

a being of immense power, a master of magic and often considered magic itself.

once destined for greatness, now turned to a life of cruelty and resentment. quite literally the first known sorcerer who had been scorned and aggrieved to such a brutal degree that he finally snapped. after a ritual to resurrect his lost lover results in a nightmare, he morphs from a being who was meant to teach and strengthen to one who tears down and laughs when gods fall.

in an effort to sate his own violent nature and find a way to cure his beloved, he goes on a quest. becoming the first false grim reaper and giving them a bad name in general. snatching souls and experimenting on them; observing how they work, breaking and bending them in any way he sees fit.

alongside his equally as terrible husband, he has learnt that there is no glory in benevolence. instead he thrives on the idea of being malicious and a bane to the divine. inhabiting his forests and woods, luring in unexpecting souls.

why do you think they say to not look into the trees

 

꒰ appearance ꒱

emerald eyes with slitted, cat-like pupils. sclera and pupils disappear entirely when he is casting certain spells — his eyes might also become completely black. wears undereye eyeliner

mid-length, layered, black hair that tickle the base of his neck

olive fair skin tone

sharp yet ethereal features

stands at a tall height o 6’11” ( 210cm ) with a slender build

black lips with two gold, thin vertical lip piercings on his lower lip

two large black horns protrude right above his forehead and extend upwards and back. with thin gold chains draped along them, dangling emerald gems

has a long, black, thin demon-like tail with an arrowed tip 

two large, sharp upper fangs and two lowers pairs ( right beside each other )

long, dark claws that extend from his third knuckles

a lean, diamond-shaped emerald gem on the centre of his forehead, light below it is a small emerald dot. both are outlined in gold. these store magic

typically wears gold rings, thin gold chains and gold bangles

wears a lot of black robes with green trimmings, often robes that hug onto his body

gold and emerald navel piercing

triple lobe and industrial piercings adorn both of his ears, while a single helix is on his right

 

꒰ personality ꒱

ever the charming devil, beyond charismatic. quite alluring and mysterious

sly and cunning by nature, never lets those around him know his next move

brutally honest. even his jokes are blunt, which tend to throw people off. knows exactly how to pierce a soul in the right way with the truth and those souls are perfect for experimentation

a malevolent being who is callous in most things that he does, unafraid to crack some eggs

he finds his malicious actions amusing and typically keeps a smile even through the most gruesome of things. can have quite the dark sense of humour

quite hard to read due to this, one might not know when he truly is joking or genuinely happy

can be quite erratic when it all boils down to it and have severe mood swings

while he has a short temper, it is barely shown through conventional anger. his smiles and throws passive aggressive or threatening jokes all around. the shift in the atmosphere around him clear enough to make anyone stop talking

his true rage is grim and not one to be meddled with

caring and playful with those that hold his heart, however

quite possessive in nature, definitely yandere esque

 

꒰ with a lover ꒱

 with a lover, emerald shows his more playful side that is not rooted in malice. discreetly leading you into corners of the cottage or wherever you are and trapping you there to fluster and tease you, before tickling you a bit to see your smile

 incredibly passionate and flirty lover, especially the latter. it ties into his love of seeing you flustered as he displays absolute shamelessness.

 another one of his favourite things to do is scare you; in the slightest of course. little jumpscares along with the occasional spooky story here and there because he enjoys holding you and kissing away all your little fears.

 loves it when you cling onto him — it makes it so much easier for him to display his *main source* of affection: physical touch.

one of things he cannot stop himself from doing is to pepper kisses all over your face whenever he sees you, his hands giving you small affectionate and loving squeezes around your shoulder blades, waist, hips, thighs, arms — anywhere you allow him to touch. he just wants to show you how much he *loves you.*

he often whines whenever you make him let go. he’s always surprising you with random spouts of affection through the day; at times he may even come off as clingy

 and oh. . .  as an artist, emerald finds himself using you as his muse and often sketches you in all different formats yet grows irritated with his inability to capture your absolute beauty. you give him such intense feelings of creativity and yearning, and he becomes so frustrated when he cannot fully express it. . .

 dates with him walks through the woods and cooking with him. 

 though remember, amongst all this affection and adoration, however, there is a darker side to emerald. he is not all happy and joy house-husband or material boyfriend at times.

 due to past traumas, he can be rather possessive to the point where it does turn yandere like.

 he will provide you with everything that you could possibly want and need — why would you need to leave the cottage? he just wishes to keep you safe, surely you understand that?

 is it to see that human he caught glancing at you during one of the walks in town?

he would never want to hurt you, no. . .

but he is by no means above locking you away if you refuse to listen.

 

꒰ strengths ꒱

witchcraft: possesses the ability to manipulate various forms of magic including all variations of magic. this extends into being able to cast a wide variety of spells. has a vast knowledge of mystical spells and incantations invoking names and aspects of various extra-dimensional objects, beings and sources of power.

energy projection: the ability to turn his magical energy into tools, objects, weapons, and other items to suit his needs. he can use these projections for other purposes as well, such as create powerful energy blasts and forcefields.

wild magic: birthed with wild magic running through his veins, chaos runs through his blood, granting him incredible powers.

curses: he has the ability to both cast and lift curses. should you be one of the unlucky ones he decides to curse, it’d be best you find a curse lifter soon, or of course you could beg for him to lift it and spare you more curses in the future.

soul trapping: with one swing of a scythe, he can trap souls within its blade and later use them for experimenting and research on soul matter — how the soul works beyond life.

soul manipulation/puppetry: he has the ability to manipulate souls. using them as puppets or manipulating with their matter to see how sour and bitter he can turn a soul and then reverse the effects to see what can solve the bitterness.

divinity: he is considered a corrupt god and therefore obtains catastrophic abilities, that of which allows him to quite literally have the ability to rip into universes and tear them apart.

 

꒰ weaknesses ꒱

. . . 

 

꒰ relationships ꒱

copper resentment ( zhào talisen verse 164 ): husband

rishen herrera: husband

rishen herrera ( verse 1311 ): boyfriend, different universe

rishen herrera ( verse 9948e ): friend, different universe

nadirian and zenith gods: enemies

 

꒰ extra ꒱

he is omnilingual but prefers speaking italian and spanish ( castilian )

he is an artist and often draws in his free time

was given copper’s old scythe and now uses it to “reap” and trap souls. he experiments on these souls, manipulating and testing their limits for his own research

he is the reason that people associate reapers with bad omens, he is what people came to know as the malicious grim reaper

he haunts woods and forests — he is the reason that the saying “don’t look into the trees” was developed

he has a strong hatred for the divine and all that follow them

he can travel the multiverse with no restrictions.

[angelgoeslewd]

Hi, love your omegaverse hc about bsd guys 🩷🩷 I wonder how do you view others like Nikolai and Fyodor as Alphas? how would they be like with their omega?

thank u so much!!! i love u now 💕 also— my quest to omegaverse-ify the world is nearly complete

⚠️ warnings: 18+ content, minors DNI, graphic mentions of violence, brief mentions of manipulative behavior, what can be considered non-con behavior, stalking, kidnapping, drugging, murder, and sexual content. 18+ concepts of Omegaverse, like slick, mating, knotting, heats, and ruts, some BDSM concepts for Fyodor’s part — spanking and talk of role dynamics.

📝a/n: i really hope no one expected this to be light and fluffy. i love my dark twisted messed up little men. also this is way too long for how dark it is :/ sorry.

🌟 this work is being REWRITTEN! check back for the completion check ✅ and a new story with extra content!

[Chuuya, Dazai, and Ranpo here!]

Nikolai

unpopular opinion by the general public and ADA, but Nikolai is actually a decent Alpha!! the only downside is that u basically r in terrorist protection program for the rest of ur life 🤷‍♀️ and your boyfriend murders people in his spare time for fun but that’s a different moral dilemma.

but in all seriousness, Nikolai’s Omega is going to have to be all in from the moment they meet. Nikolai is the same. I get the sense that he lives in a very black-or-white world with little to no greys. If you are down for this man, the first couple of words out of your mouth need to be, “Wow,” followed by, “I need to be your Omega.” Otherwise he’s not going to listen to you and just keep rambling about birds and free will, then murder you. This will give him a moment’s pause, where you will get to plead your case on why you should be his Omega or appeal to his Alpha. Make it good. Nikolai will treat it like a game show and weigh the pros and cons.

If you manage to somehow make him blush, through complimenting his… techniques or get slick at his scent, Nikolai will cut the game short and whisk you away to the nearest bed to claim and knot you immediately. You aren’t getting away after that.

He’d also do very well with an Omega who is more straightforward. Being Fyodor’s second hand can be a bit… complex sometimes, and it definitely wears on him more than he lets on. I see Nikolai having his own twisted logic and Fyodor’s style of being dismissive, forcing his own games to played, and being so underhanded sometimes tires Gogol, regardless of how much he admires Fyodor. He wants to have his riddles untangled. He wants to just be told the truth to his face. An Omega who is blunt will get very far with him. He’d constantly bug you and try to make you smile or laugh. He would commit disgusting crimes in front of you just to see a shocked look on your face. He tie you up and force you to solve his puzzles before a timer runs out just to smell your scent mix with fear. He wants to make you show your emotions. He would love that challenge. Even if you despise him, he’ll still try to claim you. If that doesn’t work, there’s always stalking, kidnapping, and Stockholm syndrome. He can also be very manipulative.

In short, Nikolai will decide to claim you in a split second decision, if he feels like something about you appeals him. There’s no dating. At first.

Nikolai is a very clingy Alpha. Very clingy. I am on the verge of considering him a Yandere. Until he fully trusts you (which will be a while, consider he JUST MET YOU AND ALSO TRIED TO MURDER YOU) you’re gonna be on house arrest. By which I mean that you can go anywhere, it doesn’t really matter because he can find you no matter what, but you can’t talk to anyone. He will kill anyone who tries: Alpha, Omega, or Beta and apologize, lying to your face about them aiding your escape or whatever. He would think it hot if you encouraged him or ignored his actions (not him. his ACTIONS), wouldn’t really care of you scolded him or got angry. Just would shrug and remind you that you’re his Omega, his instincts want to protect you (lielielie- Nikolai is POSSESSIVE). And you better believe he’ll know. He will constantly have a portal open, watching you, ready to grab you at anytime. Not even cashiers are safe so it’s honestly better just to stay wherever he’s put you up and order whatever you need.

Yeah, your job? You’re gonna have to quit. Nikolai’s House Arrest extends to quite literally everyone. Get a new phone with no personal contacts. Make your family think you’ve died. Nikolai will even help you. But once you’ve fallen into his hands, you ARE his. He can amuse you, take care of you, he can be your everything, you don’t need anyone else.

After you’ve gain his trust (or the Stockholm syndrome is in full effect, whichever comes first), he’ll be a bit more lenient and let you out of his sight, but would still feel an awful amount of jealousy in his gut if he spies you talking to other people; God forbid it’s another Alpha. He’d lovebomb the hell out of you, then go and kill them when you’re sleeping off the 3 rounds he put you through. He’d really rather be the only one you talk to.

This Alpha loves to have you by him and would keep you there all the time if he could. He feels off when you aren’t by his side. Unfortunately, due to the nature of his ‘job,’ that’s not always the case. And if he knows there’s even a risk of danger, he’ll leave you in a safe place. Usually an extravagant hotel or a mansion he’s bought just for you in an undisclosed location. It’s usually filled with whatever your heart desires, desires you didn’t even know Nikolai knew about. If he’s just filming more propaganda or torturing, he’ll bring you along if you want. It won’t be pretty, but if you’re into that. Or if you just love him enough to want to do whatever makes him happy.

He would fuck you in the blood if you helped him or came on to him during that time. 100% turns him on seeing covered in the sticky, viscous liquid. Would compliment you on how “red is your color.” Nikolai loves an Omega who gets their hands dirty. Might even drive him into a rut.

Despite his occupation and image, when it comes to his Omega, Nikolai can act like a puppy for your love and affection, but it goes back and forward. He’ll beg you for kisses, other times he’ll just take them. He’ll portal in front of your face when you’re in line to check out and smooch you, leaving everyone confused. He’s a waist grabber too. He loves to pull you against him and feel your warmth as he shoves his tongue down your throat, then pull away like nothing happened and continue whatever rant he was on. He’s also a biter. Loves to mark you with bruises and bites, so… invest in a scarf.

He might seem innocent and innocuous and he partly is, but the choices he gives you are never really your own to decide. Like asking you where you want to go on a date. Which is sweet of him to even allow, considering you’re basically his hostage. You can’t say that you’re too tired, because he’ll whisk you away to Paris despite your objections. He does make it worth it though.

He wants to have his hands on you 24/7. They’re so big and warm too, that it’s really hard not to want them on you. He loves hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulders, one hand sneaking up, one hand sneaking down, fingering you until your slick drips down his wrist and then he’ll bite the tip of his glove… slowly pull them off, tasting you and the leather… and yeah. Rest of your plans be damned. You’re on his knot.

You’re the only one (besides Fyodor, who sees every side of everyone) that usually sees Nikolai’s softer side. He’s the type of Alpha who cuddles you to his chest at night, then wakes you up to breakfast in bed. His sadistic side is somehow quelled by you. He loves when you trace your fingers against his chest and can depend on him to be with you through your heats no matter what. He’ll massage your stomach if the cramps get too bad but it does leave you wondering why he didn’t just knot you like any other Alpha would do, your thoughts trailing back to his “free will” phenomenon. Are these his choices or yours? Do you have any impact on what he does or not?

It’s partly part of his own game. He likes to see what makes you tick, but he refuses to break his favorite toy. He walks the fine line between breaking you in and breaking you completely.

His ruts are another story. Without you, he was rather tame and usually just ignored his wants completely. Of course, he finds a release in other ways… usually by murder. Let’s just make that clear. He’s still quite blood thirsty. But with you…

He’s completely unhinged. Gives into his desires in the worst possible way, free will be damned when he has an Omega, his Omega, on his cock. He’s brutal, so be prepared. Takes you doggy style, jackhammering into you, pressing up against your womb until the pressure is almost unbearable, pulling your hair back, you along with it, contorting you into unnatural positions until he finds his release deep inside of you. Refuses to cum anywhere that’s not inside of you. Leaves you scratched and bruised, hips and hole sore with how rough he is. His knot is huge too. Don’t be surprised if your sheets get bloodied.

He’s super tender with you afterwards though. Pampers you like Sigma or Chuuya would, but it feels so much more intense with him, because he pushes you to your absolute limit, physically. Blankets of some endangered creature that are beyond soft as to not irritate your skin, medication that heals you within a couple of days, which you still don’t understand where he got them or what they were. Baths, rich foods, affection beyond what is normal for him (which is saying a lot.)

Your heats are a toss up. He can either be as mean as he is in his rut, or he’s a complete tease. It’s some of the only times he gets to drive you wild instead, so he takes a lot of enjoy in playing a little cat and mouse with you and your pleasure. He’s either overstimulating you or making you beg. But other parts of it are tender and soft. Like when he helps you make the perfect nest. Or when he’s comforting you through the pain. Or when you’re whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he drives into you, pressing your legs back into a mating press, wondering if these are your true feelings or if this is the heat talking.

Despite the murder, which is a BIG despite, Nikolai is probably in second place for best Alpha you could have. Mainly because of the murder. And his conflicting personality. And the other unsavory practices within your relationship. But he takes care of you so well. And he will always protect you.

Fyodor

Let’s be honest here. How the hell did you even get in this scenario. Fyodor really isn’t one to take an Omega or even look for romantic interest in general, so being here is kinda a realm of extreme speculation. Why are you here? What is so extraordinary about you that led this man to you, first of all, and how do you get him to indulge in his most suppressed self? How do you keep him there long enough to get him to actually mate you? You have to really call him to get this far. You can’t be anyone normal. No lacky of his beliefs or regular person. He doesn’t care about that. You’re borderline his soulmate if you are.

If you do manage to actually get him to take an interest in you and not what you can do for him, not a political move or a piece to be played and discarded, you’re seriously in for it. Fyodor is not an easy Alpha to have.

He just barely ranks above Dazai because he can have his moments, but they’re usually pretty inauthentic and more of something he knows he’s expected to do as your Alpha; most of these moments are in public, but you might find him doing them when he’s running on autopilot too.

I’m not going to comment on how you got him to mate you because I honestly am at a loss for how that would even happen. He’s not one to do that, and feeling that urge, let alone acting on it, is something that he would never thought he’d do, even sadistically, to torture his worst enemies by taking their spoken for Omega, because it means he’s bound to someone. He’s now got someone he has to think about, not because he wants to, but because those fucking primal urges force him to. it’s a distraction to him and his goals.

if you match his intelligence, even with minute differences, he would rather see you as something to toy with. if you don’t, you’re something to be used. It’s an extremely difficult situation where you almost have to be playing him and catch him in a mood where the fact of that doesn’t piss him off too much that he immediately tries to kill you. Maybe more of an innocent game? Where you basically are only toying with him because you like him and want to be with him? Very Harley Quinn like.

Fyodor likes super submissive Omegas. And by “like,” I mean that it would almost be impossible for you to be a more pushy or dominant Omega because Fyodor has the whole power dynamic he likes (which is super unhealthy, dude, go 2 therapy) and refuses any other type of partner. A bratty Omega is ok, but you might want to be heavily masochistic if you go that route.

Fyodor loves spanking. I’m sorry but he does. He likes the feeling of punishing you so intimately. And you taking it like a good little Omega, tears in your eyes as you try to apologize or count his spanks. He’s partial to a belt or his hand. Loves making your ass bruised and nearly bloody. If you do bleed, he loves to sweep it up with his fingers and lick it. He also loves the next day, watching you try to hide your winces as you sit down or as the fabric of your bottoms brush against your ass. It gets him wanting to bend you over his desk and make it hurt all over again.

Speaking of his desk. COCKWARMING OMG. He absolutely adores when you’re below him in anyway, love to make you feel weak and powerless, but especially when he’s got work to do and commands that you keep him and his knot in your mouth until he’s done. You obey like Fyodor’s good little Omega would and he purposely drags it out because he’s an asshole. Likes to grab your hair and thrust down your throat frequently because he likes to hear you cough and gag. Then makes you stand on shaky, half-asleep legs while he fucks you. If you fall, he’ll make you start all over again. Yes. That means being away for ANOTHER 8-14 hours.

Besides his violent streak in sex, life with Fyodor almost feels… cold? He’s very withdrawn from your relationship. Thanks you for breakfast, then excuses himself. You have the rest of the day to yourself until he calls for you. I would seriously love to say that Fyodor would be super snuggly and loving because you’re his special Omega or whatever, but I just don’t think that’s really… in character for him. He will have moments where he enjoys your company though. Even without sex. Sometimes, when he’s in a good mood, he’ll sit you next to him, explain some hacking and coding, maybe twirl a strand of your hair between his fingers. But that’s about it.

Kisses are saved for public image and that’s it. He seriously probably never hugs you :/. The only reason he ranks above Dazai is because despite his intensity in sex and his ice queen personality, it’s really less to deal with then Dazai’s constant inner turmoil. Like Fyodor doesn’t have conflict in his mind. He’s super set in his path and whatever decisions he makes on that journey. You at least don’t expect warmth from this man. Unlike Dazai who acts pretty well. Plus you’re loaded and can do whatever you want 🤷‍♀️ idk kinda works for me

Fyodor will come to care about you more though. Kinda like those typical arranged marriages in movies? He becomes fond of you, I suppose the proper word would be. Like he doesn’t want to lose you, but if he does, oh well. He’ll miss your warm heat wrapped around him and delicious cooking. I’m sorry. Fyodor doesn’t know the meaning of love. He does end up referring to you as His Omega and gives you more important duties around his cult. Will smile at you (AND IT WILL BE A REAL SMILE) and tell you you did a good job. He’ll start to wrap an arm around you and hand you his jacket if he notices you shivering. Maybe even kiss the side of your head a little bit.

Ok. Maybe he’s a bit soft and a bit in love with you, but he will never admit that to even himself.

I really can’t see Fyodor having ruts due to his medical issues. He probably even has problems getting it up sometimes, which is fine, he still enjoys watching you suffer. Or pleasure yourself for him. Whichever. But if he did, they would probably only last a couple of days and actually make him really sick. He probably wouldn’t even be able to knot you. IM SORRY BUT IM BEING REALISTIC.

for p0rn reasons; if he wasn’t anemic, they would be extremely violent. He would be more apt to keeping you close without letting on that he likes you. You don’t realize that most people you talk to end up executed by Fyodor’s own hand. You don’t notice that he’s being walking around with you all day. You don’t realize how he’s glaring at everyone you pass. You do, however, notice that he’s jumping you the minute you get home and actually kissing you. It’s rough, with tongues and teeth, but he’s kissing you. His teeth graze your claim mark again, and he’s biting down, deepening it again. His hands around your waist, pushing you into the bed where he knots you, over and over again. Pushing his cum into you and making you hold it. Fucking you through every one of his knots, even though it burns. Fyodor is a bitey Alpha so you’ll have to clean up a lot of blood after his mating session. You almost wonder if he’s trying to absorb your blood or something.

Your heats will almost never line up with his. If they do, it’s by absolute pure chance. Fyodor is too withdrawn and he stays that way. He can let you in but it’s never for too long. He takes care of you with a knot and makes sure you have food and water, but it’s almost clinical the way he deals with it. Leaves almost immediately after, instructing you to call him when you need him.

(…Later, he’ll sit with you on the bed as your body feverishly aches, stroking the sweaty strands of hair from your forehead, never getting dirty himself but enough tenderness to make you realize that he’s there with you.)

[olrastrologytarot]

Sagittarius 🏹

Sagittarius, the ninth sign of the zodiac, is represented by the Archer and ruled by Jupiter, the planet of expansion, luck, and optimism. Those born between November 22 and December 21 fall under this sign. Sagittarians are known for their adventurous spirit, love of freedom, and philosophical outlook on life. Here's a detailed description of the Sagittarius personality:

1. Adventurous and Free-Spirited

Love for Exploration: Sagittarians are natural explorers, both physically and intellectually. They have a deep-seated desire to explore new places, ideas, and experiences. Whether it’s traveling to distant lands, learning new languages, or delving into different cultures, Sagittarians thrive on adventure and the excitement of the unknown.

Independence: Freedom is of utmost importance to Sagittarians. They value their independence and are often uncomfortable with restrictions or limitations. This free-spirited nature makes them spontaneous, often pursuing their passions and interests without hesitation.

2. Optimistic and Enthusiastic

Positive Outlook: Ruled by Jupiter, the planet of luck and expansion, Sagittarians are known for their optimism and positive outlook on life. They tend to see the silver lining in every situation and believe in the possibility of a better future. This optimistic attitude often inspires those around them.

Enthusiasm: Sagittarians are enthusiastic individuals who bring energy and excitement to whatever they do. Their enthusiasm is infectious, and they often motivate others to join them in their pursuits, whether it’s embarking on a new project, planning a trip, or exploring a new idea.

3. Intellectual and Philosophical

Quest for Knowledge: Sagittarians have a deep thirst for knowledge and understanding. They are naturally curious and have a philosophical approach to life, often seeking to understand the bigger picture. This love for learning makes them avid readers, thinkers, and lifelong students.

Philosophical Discussions: Sagittarians enjoy engaging in deep, meaningful conversations about life, the universe, and everything in between. They are interested in different perspectives and are always eager to expand their understanding of the world.

4. Honest and Forthright

Bluntness: One of the defining traits of Sagittarius is their honesty. They are known for being straightforward and direct in their communication. While this honesty is usually well-intentioned, it can sometimes come across as blunt or tactless, as Sagittarians tend to say what they think without sugar-coating it.

Integrity: Sagittarians value truth and integrity. They are often seen as reliable and trustworthy because they are not afraid to speak their mind and stand up for what they believe in, even if it’s unpopular or controversial.

5. Energetic and Restless

High Energy Levels: Sagittarians are known for their boundless energy. They are active and always on the go, whether it’s physically, mentally, or emotionally. This energy drives them to constantly seek new experiences and challenges.

Restlessness: The downside of their high energy is a tendency towards restlessness. Sagittarians can become easily bored if they feel stuck or confined, and they may have difficulty staying in one place or sticking to one routine for too long.

6. Generous and Big-Hearted

Generosity: Sagittarians are generous by nature. They are often willing to lend a hand, share their resources, or offer support to others. Their generosity extends beyond material things; they are also generous with their time, knowledge, and kindness.

Big-Hearted: Sagittarians have a big heart and are often very compassionate. They are drawn to causes that help others and may be involved in charitable activities or humanitarian efforts.

7. Open-Minded and Tolerant

Acceptance of Diversity: Sagittarians are known for their open-mindedness and acceptance of different cultures, beliefs, and ways of life. They are naturally tolerant and nonjudgmental, making them great friends and companions who are accepting of others’ differences.

Curiosity about the World: Their open-mindedness is also reflected in their curiosity about the world. Sagittarians love learning about different cultures, religions, and philosophies, and they are always eager to broaden their horizons.

8. Inconsistent and Impatient

Inconsistency: While Sagittarians are enthusiastic and energetic, they can also be inconsistent. Their restless nature can lead them to start many projects or interests, but they may struggle to follow through or complete them. This inconsistency can sometimes frustrate those who rely on them.

Impatience: Sagittarians can be impatient, especially when they feel their freedom is being restricted or when they are eager to move on to the next adventure. They may have little tolerance for delays or obstacles that slow them down.

9. Philosophical Idealism

Idealistic Nature: Sagittarians are often idealistic, with grand visions and lofty goals. They believe in the possibility of a better world and are driven by a sense of purpose or mission. This idealism can inspire others, but it can also lead to disappointment when reality doesn’t live up to their expectations.

Search for Meaning: Sagittarians are seekers of truth and meaning. They are often on a quest to find their own purpose in life, which can lead them to explore various paths, philosophies, and belief systems.

10. Charming and Social

Social Nature: Sagittarians are naturally social and enjoy being around people. They have a charming, outgoing personality that makes them popular in social circles. Their sense of humor, enthusiasm, and love of adventure often make them the life of the party.

Friendship: Sagittarians value their friendships and are often surrounded by a diverse group of people. They are loyal friends who are always up for an adventure, a deep conversation, or a good time.

In Summary

Sagittarians are adventurous, optimistic, and intellectually curious individuals who value freedom, truth, and knowledge. Their enthusiasm for life is infectious, and they inspire others with their positive outlook and open-minded approach. While they can be inconsistent and impatient at times, their generosity, honesty, and philosophical nature make them well-loved and respected. Sagittarians are seekers of truth and meaning, always on a quest to expand their horizons and explore the world around them. Whether through travel, learning, or personal growth, Sagittarians are driven by a desire to experience life to the fullest.

[rea-grimm]

Weapon Levi

You were given a mission by the guild and this time you had to work with another master and his weapon. You knew the master and his weapon personally. You liked his weapon but didn't like the master because he treated his weapons like things. As if they weren't living things at all. 

But these disagreements had to go aside for you to accomplish the task. But this was worse than you knew. And as much as you wanted to get it done as soon as possible, there was no way you could rush it. 

You had your weapon with you, your old friend who was with you when you joined the guild. It was a spear, and while it was your kind of weapon, it wasn't your real weapon. 

Levi was a demonic weapon, and while he wasn't a true weapon for his current master, the master wasn't looking for another one that was meant for him. 

Instead, the master constantly yelled at Levi and humiliated him for his incompetence. But the worst part was that he didn't object to it. You could see it was getting to him, but it only got worse when he tried to fight back. 

You stood up for him whenever you could. You didn't mind arguing with his Master because you didn't think Levi deserved that behaviour. If he couldn't stand up to his master, you did. 

 During your quest, an incident happened. To you, actually. During your journey, you encountered another group of masters from another guild. They were nice people that you sat down with. Well... maybe you, your weapon and Levi. The other master couldn't even smell them.

But that wasn't the point. What was important was that one of the masters in that group was the true master of your current weapon. You saw how perfectly they matched and you certainly weren't going to stop them. 

But now you were without a weapon. You didn't mind. You were planning on getting one in the next town. You thought about getting a regular one for now. You didn't want to part with another weapon again. 

The rift between you and the other master was getting bigger and bigger, and now you didn't even have a weapon to defend yourself with. 

All you did was make fire to make camp and you didn't care what the other master did. He watched you for a long time before he got an idea. He took Levi like a spear in his hand and slithered with him behind your back. 

As the master was betrayed, Levi realized what he was up to and refused to participate. He would not be the weapon that wounded someone standing on his side. Truth be told, Levi admired you, even if he sometimes worried that you said nice things about him without meaning them. 

Levi defied his master and refused to hurt you. It was during these moments that you realized something was wrong and turned to the master. Levi could no longer resist this and the master attacked you. Fortunately, you were prepared and easily avoided the attack. 

You were able to take advantage of the situation, and in the blink of an eye, you knocked Levi out of the master's hands and turned his spike on him. However, something unexpected happened to Levi in your hands. The classic spear became a majestic trident. 

None of you three expected this. Master tried to take Levi from you but to no avail. Then he tried to stab you with the dagger hidden behind his belt, but you knocked him out with the blunt side of the trident.

After that, Levi changed back and looked at you with big eyes as if he couldn't believe it, Even though he knew inside that it was true. He felt the same way you did when you first took him in your arms. 

"... I understand if you don't want to stay," you said, knowing how the previous master had treated him and not knowing if he was ready to trust someone else again.

"I can't tell you how long I've been searching for my true master," Levi said, taking your hand and you saw his cheeks flush. "I'm not going to miss this chance now, " he said with determination. You had never seen him like this before and you were just glad he decided to stay with you.

Obey me! Masterlist

[very-lonely-ghost]

Unexpected meeting

Parring: Mizu x G/n Reader

About: Mizu was in the forest when someone (you) Show u and you get into a fight. You both were in a beautiful dance of passion and pride. After the fight you become good friends... or maybe even more.

warning: swearing, not prof read

word count: 1k

A/N: HI!! This is my first writing so it may be bad but I hope you enjoys. THANK YOU!!! -^-

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Mizu sat in the middle of a forest. It was the middle of a cold and brisk day, but yet there was warmth of spring coming around. She sat here training for her quest of revenge.

They air around was thin. She concentrated hard on her training till she felt something watching her.... or more like someone.

She kept steady on her training waiting till they attacked. Soon enough she hear the shing of there blade in action. Though it wasn't a normal sound of a samurai's sowrd it was deferent?....

She ducked and got out of the way then looking at the person who attacked. They wore a mask covering part of their face. Their eyes were shown but they didn't have the anger or rage that most others she fought had. They seemed play fun with hints of boredom. The person stated to run to her again with there weapon in hand. Their weapon of chose was a scythe. She hadn't seen anything quite like it.

Her and the stranger stayed in this battle of glory and passion there was no threat see from the other person. She didn't know what to do. Usually she would just kill anyone who dared to attack her but you were different in her eyes. The fight when on till you both got each other to the point were nether of you could move.

Mizu was pinned to a tree with the handle of the scythe to her neck. For you the blunt side of her blade was to the back of your neck.

You broke the cool and silent air between the both of you

"So come here often," Your voice was breathy from the fighting and she could hear the smugness in your voice.

"Better question why did you fucking attack me!" She spat back.

"Don't act like you weren't bored plus, I need some training" You said getting closer to her face, but at the last moment ducking from here grasp with skill. 'Impressive' she thought.

---------- (time skip)

The two of you talked and started to travel together. Mizu shared her story of here adventure of revenge. She also trusted you with her secrete of her gender. Though when she asked you why you learned to wheeled your weapon but you always brushed it off and changed to topic.

Through the time the two of you spent together, no matter if it was through blood and dark nights or the hot and sunny days. A bond started to be created through the two of you. Something sparked and no matter how hared either of you tried the spark wouldn't go out. Though both of your sparks stayed both with your bratty attitude and Mizu's stubbornness neither of you dared to spill the truth of your feelings.

Though this night, a night of a full moon something happed.

"May.. I ask you a question?" Mizu asked, her eyes looking over to wear you sat looking at the fire you both sat around.

"Yeah sure." You said picking up how it seemed she forced out the question. You didn't break you stair at the fire though you could feel Mizu's blue eyes piercing into the side of your head.

"I've asked you this before, Why did you chose to wheeled your weapon?" She asked curiously looking over your body, but then back to your face which she could see without your mask. Mizu blushed lightly remembering you didn't wear it because you trusted her.

You began to open you mouth to brush of the question and chose a different topic but Mizu beat you to it. "Please don't change the topic I truly wish to know why you chose your path." She spoke softly.

You finally broke your stare form the fire to look at her. Her eyes look beautiful with the flames from the fire dancing in her eyes. You sighed and started to explain your story.

"When I was young my life... wasn't really the best. It was rough but i had to learned to survive. The closest person I to me was killed in an accidents and the only thing I had from them to truly remember them was the scythe. I was so upset with myself that I couldn't help or protect them so I trained and trained till my hands bleed to make sure I would never be the hopeless..." As you finished your tail a tear fell down your face, your eyes back on the fire to try and hide your weakness.

Mizu's heart ached at the thought of how long you held on to this burden. She shuffled over to you and wiped the tear from you face and tilled your head to her.

"It's ok you aren't alone anymore. I'm here I always got your back and i am by your side." She spoke with the most sincere and soft voice you had every hear her speak. Your eyes met with her icy but soft blue eyes. They made you feel safe and calm.

She brought her forehead to yours closing her eyes and you doing the same. The air around was silent but conferrable as you rested your head against hers. The fire crackled beside you both but nether of you cared. All that was on both of your minds was each other. You sat in this positions for a bit just enjoining it. Enjoining Mizu.

Mizu whispered something that you almost missed but you heard it

"I will always be by your side till death does us part. I will not let anyone hurt you as they have before.... I love you"

"Thank you Mizu.. I love you too." You spook back softly with a simile on your face and warmth in your heart.

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A/N : THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! thank you for reading this please tell me if there is anything I can fix or make better and in till we meet again. ^-^