#see!! its that easy!! you can still care about a character without them being your fave. without being romantically into them.

[clairewritesfanfics]

Can I request some hcs of a reader who can make the evil Mark’s literally melt like butter at the slightest touch or compliment. Like he’s normally very stoic and serious/scary and downright evil but as soon as the reader calls him “baby” he’s like defenseless puppy. Absolutely adores the reader but despite his softness, will still murder anyone who dares to look at them wrong.

Specifically thinking of Sinister, Viltrumite, Sheisty, and Emperor, but you can add whoever else you’d like!

Characters: Target, Shiesty, Sinister, Viltrumite

Emperor Mark (aka Target, Striped Mark)

I am still unsure how to portray this guy. He is one of the more difficult variants to write for, and I don’t know whether he’s immature and overcompensating or is a perpetually exhausted boss, but either way, he is a barking chihuahua towards anyone who isn’t you. Ferocious, loud and territorial, but harmless, as long as you’re around.

He hates it when others speak with you, especially “the help” or even your own friends. He glares at them without fail, but stays quiet because the last time he made a scene about someone disrespecting you by making unwarranted eye contact, you reprimanded him and refused to spend time with him until he promised never to get in the way of your social events.

Shiesty Mark

He used to be a total slob; not in the dirty doesn’t shower and brush teeth-way, but in the messy-leaves his clothes littered around the room-way. 

Whipped. All of the Marks are, but this one's “friends” go out of their way to accuse him of this because he is a different man from who he was before meeting you.

I think I’ve mentioned it before, but he’s the type who does not repeat his mistakes. He is prone to being a manchild, but he never weaponizes his incompetence. You wish he wouldn’t scatter his laundry all over your shared home? Ask him nicely and he will fold everything and keep them in one corner for easy access. You don’t like it when he leaves his used glass unwashed on the kitchen counter? Tell him and you will never see dishes pile on the sink again. 

He doesn’t care if his buddies make fun of him, but the moment they insult you is the moment they lose their right to live.

scenario:

“Am I dreaming?”

“No.”

“You’re shitting with me. This is some cruel prank, right?”

You laughed and tapped the package on the table, its plastic cover shimmering under the warm light of your living room. Today was Mark’s birthday. It was hard to forget because he’s been telling you that it was almost his special day a whole month earlier. 

You hung a blue and yellow “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” banner over the flat screen TV and had his favorite songs blasting from his Godzilla-shaped speaker. His friends were coming over in a few minutes but you decided to give him his present early. 

It was the newest GameCube with holographic features and a vibrating controller. 

“This was just released in Japan two days ago, they say the program doesn’t even have English installed.” He held the box up like it was the most precious set of chinaware. 

“I knew a guy who knew a guy who helped get the global release models.”

He set down the box and lifted you in the air. “Have I ever told you how lucky I am to have you?”

You ran your fingers through his hair just as the doorbell rang. “That will be your guests.”

He carefully set you down and started walking towards the door. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay? I mean, I know we have a more private thing later tonight planned, but it would be nice to have you here.”

“You’re sweet, but we’ve talked about this. I don’t think your friends like me very much so I’ll only be here for a few minutes to welcome them and then I’ll catch up on some reading in the cafe downstairs while you guys play with your new toy.”

“There is no way they don’t like you.”

You threw your hands up in surrender and went to check the food. 

As you put the freshly baked lasagna on the kitchen island, the racket of Mark’s clique filled the whole condo unit.

“Imma set up the console, you guys can go ahead and eat if you want,” you overheard Mark tell them.

Familiar faces popped in, some smiling, some had their mouths in tight lines. 

“Cool place,” said one of them. It was Kurtis, a guy who had bleached hair and wore really loose pants.

You smiled at him. “Thank you.”

His grin was more sardonic as he added, “Guess Mark must’ve been really good for you to let him move in.”

The others snickered.

“You got any beer here, sweet thing?”

You maintained your polite smile. “It’s in the fridge. Feel free to take anything.”

One of the girls rolled her eyes and she went back to the living room.

You refused to show them any weakness and resumed cutting up the lasagna.

***

“Look at these graphics.” Kurtis whistled as he and Mark raced against each other. 

The living room boomed with music and the roar of digital car engines. The smell of booze and lasagna permeated the air.

“Right? Apparently, the stores in Japan all sold out the hour they released this thing.”

“So how did you get your hands on this thing?”

Mark beamed proudly as he crossed the finish line first, the controller almost vibrating out of his grip. “What do you think?”

“You stole this thing from Japan?”

“No, dumbass, they got it for me. Best part is that there shouldn’t even be an English setting but lo and behold. They gave it to me right before you guys came here. It was quite the surprise.”

“Ah.” Kurtis put down his controller and reached for his beer. 

Mark did the same and looked at him. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“It’s not nothing. Tell me.”

Kurtis shrugged. “You changed.”

“What?”

Their friends who were in the room with them suddenly stiffened.

Kurtis shrugged again. “Dude, you just said ‘quite.’ And who the Hell uses ‘lo and behold’?”

“They use those words.”

“Exactly. Just a few months together and now, you act like–” He waved his bottle “–like this.”

“Like what?”

“Like the kind of guy we used to make fun of. Look at this place, bro.”

Mark wasn’t an interior designer, and he would’ve been fine living in a dingy apartment so long as he had his essentials, but since he started living with you he has learned to appreciate a good painting or a potted plant, how one piece can really bring an entire room together. The old him would have scoffed at the person he has become. 

But Mark didn’t like who he used to be before he met you. 

He was about to make a retort when he caught a whiff of cigarettes. He walked into the kitchen. Two of the girls were smoking and drinking orange juice straight out of the jug.

“Nah, you guys can’t smoke here, and for the love of God, we have glasses for a reason,” he reprimanded, confiscating their cigarettes in one swift motion. 

Kurtis was right behind him. “See what I mean, man? You’re a total pussy now. You never used to care about this kind of shit before.”

“Okay, okay.” Mark nodded. “I get what you’re saying, but I’m still me. I just… I dunno, I just like this place, and I like following the rules here.”

“You like–ugh, bro, you are whipped.”

He chuckled. “I guess I am.”

His friends blinked. No one expected that.

Kurtis recovered and smirked. “They really that good of a lay?”

“What?”

“I mean they got you acting like this after a few months of dating when the cops couldn’t even keep you in jail. Come on, man, are they that crazy in bed?”

Something ticked in Mark’s jaw. “Hey–”

Kurtis wrung his arm around his shoulders. “Maybe we’ll understand if you let us have a taste, hm?”

***

You were forcing yourself to remain interested as you read an entire book chapter dedicated to the whiteness of a whale. You were determined to finish Moby Dick today, or at least finish this boring part before your date. 

The gentle ringing of the coffee house door signaled the entrance of a new customer, but you didn’t look up, intent on overcoming this damn novel. 

“Babe?”

Goodbye, Ishmael. 

You looked up. “Mark?”

His hair was ruffled, like he just blowdried it, and he had changed clothes. 

You set down the book. “What’s wrong? Party already over?”

“Yeah, um, we kinda got into a fight.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Oh my God.”

“I may have made a mess of the living room, I’m sorry.”

“Oh–”

“I also accidentally broke the GameCube.”

You put a hand over your chest. “Must’ve been some fight.”

He hung his head. “I’m sorry, it must’ve cost you a lot to get that gift.”

“Oh, sweetie.” You rose from your seat and pulled him into an embrace. “It’s okay, it was your GameCube. I’m just sad that you didn’t get to use it for long.”

“I think I’m going to have to take a break from gaming. At least for a week.”

“Don’t you have that online competition next weekend?”

“My team and I decided to disband.”

You stepped back. 

He answered your silent inquiry without meeting your gaze, “Long story, I’ll explain someday.”

“Well, it’s still your birthday, what do you wanna do?”

He played with your hands. “I just want to spend time with you.”

“I know, let’s go watch a movie–”

“Um, I just cleaned the living room and kitchen, so I think it would be good to let the place air out.”

You laughed like you didn’t see the rust on the sleeves of his jacket. “We do have a cinema. C’mon, birthday boy.”

Sinister Mark

Oh, boy. 

This one lives for conflict, second only to one specific variant (I think you know who). Fortunately for him and unluckily for the rest of the world, you don’t care. Hell, a part of you even enjoys seeing him drenched in blood. 

He has no restraint and will pick on people for the pettiest reasons. Man breathed too close to you on the subway? He’s hunting him down. A woman pushed you and cut in line for the cashier? He’s taking her hair. 

Others have tried to ask you to stop him, but you don’t, because your Mark is always stressed because of work and he deserves the fun. 

When you do want him to stop, maybe because you’re tired or hungry, all you have to do is call his name and he will dump what he’s doing to come to your side.

scenario:

Your little bee was late. Normally, you wouldn't have cared. You can forgive waiting for a few minutes, but tonight was a Friday and your favorite murder mystery show was premiering a new episode.

Plus it was exceptionally hot and humid today, and your cheap-ass boss refused to lower the AC temperature than the standard.

So here you stood at the steps of your office building at five p.m., foot tapping impatiently as you waited for your ride home. Sweat soaked you in every possible place.

And like the universe's idea of a joke, a co-worker you hated suddenly joined you.

He was being the usual twit that he was. Hitting on you despite the ring on your left finger.

After ten minutes of getting nothing from you aside from stone silence, the creep snidely remarked, “You know what I think?”

He slowly stepped closer to you, close enough that you could smell his rancid breath as he said, “I think that you're not actually taken, I think your ring is a fake and your fiancé is fake, all so you can have an excuse to be a frigid and stuck-up–”

He never got to finish.

Your “fake” fiancé was here.

More of your colleagues were on their way home when they found your Mark beating the tar out of the resident creep.

A woman turned to you and barked, “Do something!”

You tilted your head. “But he deserves it.”

Your answer made her take a step back. Why did people seem so shocked when you revealed that you supported your future husband? Did they think you had compunctions when it came to punishing annoying creatures?

You watched Mark throw the man on the ground. You didn't see why the others were so concerned. They should be grateful. That prick has been a nuisance since the day he joined the office. Mark was making the world a little better; not that you cared about the state of the world.

You pulled on your collar. It was getting hotter though, so you approached them.

“Marky, let's go,” you whined, circling your arms from behind him. “My head hurts and I'm all sweaty.”

He stopped punching. The fact that the pervert was still breathing meant that your honeybee was holding back.

Mark turned his head towards you and you kissed him on the lips.

“Hey.” He smiled.

“Hey, you're late.”

“I know,” he sighed and rose to his feet, twisting around so he could hold you by the waist. “I'm sorry. I had to deal with some pests that wanted to invade the planet.”

“Again?”

He shrugged. “They never learn.”

“Mmm, you're getting blood all over my coat.”

“I'll get you a new one.” He kissed your forehead. “You said your head hurt?”

You nodded softly.

“I'll give you a full body massage in the bath.” Securing you in his arms, he began to hover.

“Just a bath and a massage this time?”

He grinned and flew so high you can see an ambulance rushing towards your office building. “No promises.” He nuzzled your cheek. “I've barely seen you this week.”

Viltrumite Mark

This one was trained to be the perfect murder machine from the moment he could walk. Quiet, precise and deadly as a sharpened blade, Mark has no issues with killing even children if that is his assignment. 

However, in your eyes, he’s a stray dog who has never known love. 

The first time you hugged him, he went still as a statue and you spent thirty minutes explaining how humans express affection through physical contact. After that, he has no shame when it comes to touching you. He likes to hold your hand, the fabric of your shirt, cradle your cheek, pat your head and lay his chin on the top of your skull. 

scenario:

“So it’s just pure sugar? And you humans actually pay for this?” Mark asked, turning the frog-shaped cotton candy. It was mostly pastel green and had two big black circles for eyes. “It’s hideous.”

“Don’t be like that,” you said, glancing at the plastic headband you bought from a vendor at the theme park entrance. Rather than animal ears, two green barrel springs bounced on top of his head, each one bearing a golden star. “He reminds me of you.”

Mark furrowed his brows. “I am not green.”

“He has your eyes.”

“My eyes are not black.” So he claimed, but from where you stood, his brown eyes resembled two pools of obsidian liquid, absorbing light everywhere, taking in as much information as they can.

You picked off one of the frog’s eyes and Mark made an offended face. Smiling, you held the piece of sugar cloud to his mouth. “Open up, space boy.”

Those dark eyes flitted from you to the green fluff, then at you, then back to the fluff. Finally, he obeyed. The sugar melted instantly on his tongue. 

He pursed his lips.

“Well?”

“It is… not disagreeable.” He smiled and bit down on the other eye before pushing the cotton candy towards you. “You take a bite as well.”

“It’s okay, this one is all yours.”

He cocked his head, the stars slinking to the side. “But is it not customary for lovers to share food?”

Cliche as it was, your heart skipped a beat with how he looked at you as he said those words. Your stomach dropped a bit, too. 

You’ve never had the talk with him regarding the exact nature of your relationship, because you were having fun with the way things were, but now you were afraid. Mark was sweet. He was also clueless with how human relationships work. You were his only friend so far, so it was natural that he would feel attached to you. He was naive, so wouldn’t agreeing to be his count as taking advantage of him?

Gentle fingers on your cheek grounded you. “I can see that my words have troubled you. If you are full then I won’t force you to eat, I will, what is the phrase…” He paused, then grinned proudly as he continued, “I will hide away your share for you.” 

You laughed. Mark wasn’t always so touchy, but ever since you explained how it was normal for humans in a close relationship to express affection physically, he has been liberal with his touches. 

“You mean, you will put away my share,” you corrected, taking his hand and swinging it beside you.

He frowned and dipped his chin. The stars drooped like dog ears. “I thought I got it right for sure.”

You smiled. You have a lot of things you wanted to show him. “Come on, let’s go try and win a bear–!”

Your words were cut short when Mark’s arm disappeared from your side and extended firmly behind you. His hand gripped firmly over a young man’s wrist.

He twisted his arm and the boy yelped. 

“This one was reaching for your bag,” he explained calmly, black eyes boring into the teenager trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

“I-I’m sorry, it was a prank, I swear! I didn’t plan to steal anything–augh!”

“Mark, stop!” You put your hands over his arm. “He’s just a kid.”

“Do you know this person?”

“No.”

“He was trying to touch you without your permission.” 

“I’m sure he was just being stupid–” you turned quickly to the teenager “–right?”

“Y-yeah! Yes! I just made a bet that I could get close enough to open your bag, s-swear to God! I wasn’t gonna steal or grope you! It was a prank!”

Mark faced you and blinked slowly. “You once said that pranks are dangerous and foolhardy and often break the law.”

“Well–”

“Where I hail from, miscreants have their bones broken.”

You heard the kid mutter an oh, God and you did the one thing you could think of at the moment: you grabbed Mark’s face and kissed him. 

That seemed to reset his brain because he let go of the kid and dropped the cotton candy to the ground. His arms stiffened beside him like two metal limbs, unsure of what to do next.

When you finally pulled back, he stared at you. “That was a kiss,” he muttered, his prior coldness had melted away entirely, leaving nothing but wide-eyed surprise.

You tried to pull back your hands but his arms came back to life and held them in place. “You said kisses are special, and we shouldn’t give them recklessly.”

You chuckled nervously. “I know, I’m sorry.” Consent was a bit tricky to teach. 

You averted your eyes and dared to ask, “Did you hate it?”

Tender fingers touched your chin and pushed you to look back at him.

“It was not disagreeable.”

this author has a few things to say:

There may be mistakes that I did not spot because I wrote half of this on my phone while lying on my back. The heat in my country is killing me.

I could not think of a good scenario for Target and I’ve kept anon waiting long enough so I just left it alone.

I know that a lot of people headcanon Shiesty to be a fuckboy, and honestly, he can be, but I remember watching him and thinking that bro gave strong "girls have cooties" vibes. Not saying he's a virgin (but he can be), but he feels more like a virgin than a playboy. He strikes me as someone who is more into playing video games than he is getting laid.

Viltrumite Mark is so cute, he is just perfect for corruption.

My variants keep raising the bar for my future spouse.

Disclaimer: The images above are not mine but are screenshots from the Invincible TV series.

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[bloomzone]

strawberry shortcake sweet personality ✧

Hiii everyone , lately I’ve been rewatching my favorite childhood cartoons and always studying the kindest character like kokoro yotsuba , kitty , barbie ect ect .. (because yes, healing your inner child is girl core), and I spent the whole day falling in love again with Strawberry Shortcake. She’s not just cute she’s kind, warm, confident, and the definition of sweet without ever losing herself and that energy is so rare these days ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

We live in a world where people think being cold, mysterious, or emotionally distant is the only way to be taken seriously . Being soft doesn’t mean being naïve , being kind doesn’t mean being weak , u can be the softest girl in the room and still be the strongest. It’s about choosing love over ego, peace over drama, softness over bitterness and doing it because that’s who you are !

This lil blog ! is for any girl who wants to bring back that berry-sweet energy into her life. A little more kindness. Here's how to stay soft and gentle without ever losing your self-respect.

🍓 Always look for solutions instead of dwelling on problems :

Sweet girls know that sulking forever doesn't help anyone. It's okay to feel sad or stuck for a moment, but don't build a house there. Put on your thinking cap and ask yourself, "What can I do next?" Turning frustration into action is the ultimate girl power.

🍓 Speak softly but with confidence no need to be loud to be heard :

You don't have to yell to be taken seriously. A gentle voice can carry so much power when it's laced with purpose and grace. Be the girl who speaks kindly but firmly people will listen because your calm energy demands respect without ever needing to raise your voice. (by experience.!)

🍓 Give genuine compliments and notice the good in people :

Being sweet means seeing beauty where others don't even look. Compliment the girl next to you on her handwriting or her laugh. That tiny sparkle you give someone could light up their whole day. It doesn't cost anything to be kind, but it means everything .

🍓 Be optimistic even when things look tough :

It's easy to fall into negativity, but sweetness means choosing hope again and again. Believe that things will get better, even if you can't see how yet. This isn't about being delusional it's about refusing to give up your light just because the world seems dark.

🍓 Show genuine care for your friends' feelings :

Real sweetness is heartfelt. Listen when your friends vent. Remember the things they love. If someone's quiet, check in. Being emotionally present isn't clingy or weak it's how you build deep, lasting friendships !

🍓 Stay humble even when you're doing well :

It's so powerful to shine without dimming others. Be proud of yourself, of course but don't brag. Let your work speak for itself , sweet girls clap for others just as loud as they clap for themselves. Humility is magnetic.

🍓 Turn conflicts into learning moments :

Disagreements don't have to be ugly. You don't have to yell or go silent. You can say, "Hey, I didn't like how that felt. Can we talk about it?" That's soft and strong. Sweetness means wanting growth, not grudges.

🍓 Believe the best in people until they prove otherwise :

Don't let the world make you bitter. Believe that people are good until they show you they're not. And when they do, you can walk away gracefully no drama needed ofc . Being trusting isn't naive it means you choose hope, not fear.

🍓 Be encouraging and supportive to everyone around you :

Lift others up. If someone's trying, cheer them on. Be the girl who says, "you've got this!" even to strangers. When you create that energy, it always finds its way back to you. Sweetness creates a ripple effect.

🍓 Keep your sweet, gentle energy even when setting boundaries

You can say "no" with love. You can protect ur peace without being mean. It's all about tone and intention. Boundaries are healthy. Being sweet doesn't mean letting people walk over you. It means loving yourself enough to choose peace.

🍓 Focus on bringing people together instead of creating drama :

We're not here to compete, tear down, or stir the pot. Real girlhood is about sisterhood. Bring people together, help smooth things over, and spread love . Drama might seem exciting but peace is way more powerful.

🍓 Always be willing to help, even with small things :

Hold the door. Pick up something someone dropped. Ask "Need help?" It's in those tiny acts that true sweetness shine

🍓 Stay true to your values no matter what others do :

Don't let peer pressure dull your shine. Be sweet, be soft, be kind even when others aren't. You don't need to "harden up" just to fit in. Real strength is staying gentle in a world that tells you not to be.

🍓 Approach challenges with curiosity instead of fear

Life will throw things at you but you can meet them with wide eyes instead of clenched fists. Ask, "What is this trying to teach me?" Sweet girls grow through what they go through. Your softness doesn't stop you from being brave it makes you even braver.

🍓 Spread positivity wherever you go :

Smile , say "thank you." Leave kind comments online. Compliment the moon. The world doesn't need more cold, mysterious energy all the time. Be the warmth in the room. Be the reason someone feels safe today.

I know someone will say "nooo this is not kindness, people will put you under their shoes..." But there's a huge difference between being sweet and being a doormat.Being sweet doesn't mean you let people walk all over you. It means you choose your battles wisely, u set boundaries with luv and you respond to negativity with strength not weakness. When someone tries to take advantage of your kindness, you can still say no firmly while keeping your gentle energy.The world needs more girls who choose softness as their superpower. Don't let anyone convince you that being kind makes you weak. It takes so much more strength to stay sweet in a world that wants to make you bitter. 🧁

@bloomzone

[maryychill]

Digimon Adventure Tri: why it's more than you think

Originally posted on Reddit.

I believe Digimon Adventure Tri deserves a more careful, emotionally attuned rereading. I'm not here to claim absolute truth. I just want to share what I understood and felt, hoping this might encourage viewers to see the work through a different lens, especially if they're open to reevaluating it.

Tri isn't broken, it's fractured on purpose

Tri is not a classic sequel. It doesn't try to replicate the adventure spirit of the original series. Instead, it dares to explore a more introspective and emotional space. I've read some people saying that there are many subplots. But if you pay attention, everything that seems scattered is actually tied together by one common thread: the dissonance between who they once were, and who they begin to be when life stops giving easy answers.

I understand that not everyone wants to see their childhood characters grow up. That's valid. Sometimes we'd rather keep them frozen in time, running across the digiworld without ever facing heartbreak or existential crisis.

But Tri proposes something different.

It doesn't ask us to return to who we were, it asks us to acknowledge that we've changed. It shows that heroes can hesitate, that bonds can shift, and that searching for meaning is part of the fight too.

I find it moving that these characters have grown, that they're still evolving, each in their own way. That gives me hope. Because evolving doesn't always look like a flashy transformation. Sometimes it looks like staying, questioning, choosing not to run.

And if this stage doesn't resonate with you, that's okay too. Maybe it wasn't your moment. Or maybe your connection to Adventure lives on a different plane.

The beauty is that nothing takes away what came before or what comes after. It just gains new layers over time.

An emotional, not conventional structure

Tri doesn't talk about an external enemy. It speaks of an internal fracture.

From the very beginning, it tells us:

“Demiurge, the soulless creator... Idea, the true form of the world...”

This isn't just poetic dressing, it's the story's thesis. The Digital World was created as a system, but one that never truly understood the beings it would hold. The infection corrupting digimon isn't just a virus. It's a metaphor, a crack in the digital soul.

Tri doesn't follow the traditional "adventure-enemy-digivolution" formula. Its core conflict often comes in silences, glances, inner contradictions.

What hurts isn't always what happens. Sometimes it's the feelings too complex to name.

Taichi hasn't lost his courage, he's transformed it into responsibility.

Yamato isn't angry for drama's sake, he's frustrated because he doesn't know how to reach Taichi anymore.

Sora doesn't fade, she's depleted from holding everyone together while forgetting how to hold herself.

Joe isn't a coward, he's the first to confront doubt.

Mimi isn't shallow, she's defending her authenticity in a world that tries to mute it.

Koushiro isn't just the genius, he's a child who made logic his shield to avoid emotional collapse.

Takeru isn't just the optimist, his quiet strength is how he doesn't get pulled under by others' pain.

Hikari isn't just light, she's a channel. Her sensitivity connects her to the invisible, but it also makes her deeply vulnerable.

Meiko isn't a mistake, she's the weight of quiet guilt and undeserved blame.

Himekawa isn't a villain, she's a warning, consumed by a love that couldn't let go.

Nishijima isn't a mentor, he's a man who regrets arriving too late.

A symbolic reading of the Digital World

Tri challenges the Digital World's mythology. It introduces concepts like the Demiurge (imperfect creator) and Idea (true essence), pulling from gnostic and platonic philosophy. The infection is not just a digital bug. It's the result of a world built without understanding the emotions that would one day inhabit it.

Distortions in space, corrupted binary code (like the unexplained "2" in a system built on 0 and 1), the merging of realities, and the appearance of soulless replicas like Imperialdramon, none of it is random. It all speaks to a world collapsing from within, not due to external battles.

A quiet story of transformation

At the beginning of this story, Taichi wants to bring everyone back together, but time has passed. They've taken different paths, changed in ways that aren't always compatible. It's not about caring less. It's about learning that closeness sometimes fades without meaning to, and that trying to reclaim it isn't always simple.

A common criticism is that Taichi now hesitates and that this is regression.

Taichi's hesitation isn't fear, it's awareness. A pause. A question: can I still protect, without hurting anyone?

This isn't a contradiction, it's a continuation.

Let’s go back to Adventure:

Episode 16: SkullGreymon emerges from his recklessness

Episode 19: Sora was kidnapped because of him

Episode 45: his leadership fractures the group

Episode 48: we see him doubt and we learn the origin of his guilt, blaming himself for Hikari's near death as a child.

02 never explored that aftermath. The story shifted focus to a new cast. But Tri picks up that thread and now Taichi isn't afraid of danger, he's afraid of causing harm. That’s not cowardice, it's growth.

And in that pause, we glimpse the roots of the future Taichi, who will one day become a diplomat, working for coexistence between humans and digimon.

Yamato doesn't understand the change, and he pushes, hoping to ignite the old spark. But underneath the anger is the fear of losing a connection that once felt unbreakable.

Meanwhile, the Digital World is fracturing.

Not from outside danger, but from the blurring lines between emotion and system, past and present, role and identity.

Soulless Systems

These aren't classic "villains":

Yggdrasill is not an evil mastermind or alien invader. It's a symbolic, near-divine system that governs without empathy. Cold, logical, and utterly disconnected. It never appears because it doesn't need to. Its will is carried out through proxies like Alphamon, corrupted Gennai, and even manipulated humans. Yggdrasill represents the idea of a creator that has lost touch with its creation, a divine absence rather than a presence.

Alphamon is not an enemy. He's an executor without voice or motive. He doesn't speak, doesn't hate, doesn't choose. He deletes threats because that is his function. He is kind of a ghost in armor, a weapon with no soul, following the will of a broken god.

Homeostasis is not the "good side". It's a system that seeks balance. A bodiless, emotionless protocol whose only priority is to restore order when chaos threatens to collapse the Digital World. It doesn't act out of empathy or cruelty, it simply follows its function. It doesn't shift because it changes its mind, but because its compass is not moral, it's systemic. It speaks through vessels (like Hikari) and intervenes not with force, but by rebooting what’s broken to restore balance.

Hackmon / Jesmon is not a friend or foe. He is the system's messenger. He watches from the shadows, especially focused on Meicoomon, whom he perceives as a destabilizing anomaly. But Hackmon doesn't act on feeling. He is the voice of Homeostasis. Its blade. And when observation is no longer enough, he digivolves into Jesmon. But Jesmon is not hope, is protocol. A final measure. He doesn't come to save, he comes to execute.

When the system doesn't grasp the soul

In a world where connections become unpredictable, systems try to fix what they don't understand.

But emotions can't be repaired or deleted with code.

It's there, amidst reboots and algorithms, that the chosen children must decide whether to obey or to choose.

Meicoomon, a rift in the soul

Meicoomon isn't just an infected digimon, she contains Libra, which can't be controlled or regulated.. Her bond with Meiko is the most fragile, yet it's also honest.

Meiko, a chosen child who struggles to understand and bear her role, still chooses to stay. She remains, even when she feels she's the source of the pain, and even when her presence brings discomfort to others.

Libra, the code sealed in the soul

Libra is more than just a virus or a system error. It's an anomaly within the code, a burden sealed within Meicoomon from her origin. Imagine it as a living archive, holding the emotional record of the Digital World before its reboot: light and shadow, order and chaos.

To safeguard this data, it was encrypted inside her, unbeknownst to her and beyond her capacity to handle.

But Meicoomon was not created to carry such a burden. Her sensitivity and natural instability made her vulnerable to that information. It overwhelmed her, turning her into a contradiction of innocence and chaos.

Libra is not her fault. It's the Digital World's doing for putting such a heavy burden on a digimon who simply deserved to exist.

The Reboot: resetting isn't healing

The reboot wasn't a mere narrative whim or an attempt to "fix" the Digital World. It was an emergency measure. The infection had destabilized the system so severely that Homeostasis executed its last resort to restore balance: a complete reset.

This reboot came with an incredibly high cost: the loss of memories, of everything shared between the chosen children and their partners.

It wasn't an act of malice, but one of coldness. A systemic protocol that simply doesn't account for emotions. For Homeostasis, a bond is just another variable in the equation of balance.

Some criticize the reboot for "failing" because Meicoomon remained infected. But that's precisely the point: Libra wasn't a superficial error. It was a deep rift, inscribed in her soul. It wasn't just digital, it was existential. And that can't be erased with a reset. Systems can be rebooted, but the soul cannot.

Yet, even though the reboot failed in its ultimate goal, the most valuable outcome was this: even without memories, without data, without prior programming... the bonds found their way back. Because some connections don't depend on memory. Some encounters transcend code. When the soul recognizes another, it doesn't need reasons. It simply responds.

Tri shows us that some connections can't be explained, they can only be felt. These are the bonds that endure, even through forgetfulness and loss.

And it's within this very mystery, something that completely eludes rigid systems, that the emotional and the intangible begin.

The "canon" isn't broken, the story has layers

The absence of the 02 kids has been one of the most persistent criticisms of Tri. However, from the first episode, their disappearance is presented as a deliberate choice, not an oversight. It's not a case of forgetting or erasing them. It was about narrowing the focus. Also, a narrative void designed to generate uncertainty, and that uncertainty is a key part of the emotional tone the story aims to convey.

Alphamon defeats them off-screen, and while this bothers their fans, it also emphasizes a crucial point: this isn't their story. It's the story of the original chosen children. Of those who are drifting apart and question if they are still the same people. Himekawa deceives them, telling them everything is fine, much like the system watches them silently. This manipulation also reflects an uncomfortable truth: sometimes, we grow up believing everything remains as it was, until it no longer does.

And when Imperialdramon appears in Episode 8 “Determination - Part 4”, it does so as a shadow. Not as the return of a beloved digimon, but as an anomaly. Daisuke and Ken aren't there. There's no digivice, no connection. It's a silent replica that attacks as if the Digital World were projecting a broken memory.

Could the pain of their absence have been explored more deeply? Maybe. But Tri chooses to focus its lens. It doesn't erase or contradict, it simply pauses at a different stage: the stage of those who are present. Those who, without intending to, also somewhat disappeared from themselves.

Perhaps Tri wasn't created to please. Perhaps it was created to make us feel.

Not all errors are failures

Tri isn't perfect. There are narrative moments that could have been more polished, and even the technical aspects of the art could have been refined. Yet, as a whole, it's a work that takes risks and proposes new ideas. It shifts the focus from "what happens" to "what we feel".

And for a series built on emotion and evolution, that might be one of the most natural next steps it could take.

What Tri tells us (if we dare to listen)

Tri shows us that growing up isn't just about leaving things behind, it's about relearning who you are when everything changes.

It shows us that sometimes, bonds break without anyone being at fault.

It reminds us that you can't always save another person, but you can stay, watch, feel, and simply be there.

And above all, Tri makes us realize a powerful truth: that bonds, even if they fade, change, or cause pain, are still what makes life truly meaningful. Because to feel, to doubt, to make mistakes, and to try again with another, that is truly to evolve, and it's absolutely worth it.

Recommendations for a better viewing experience

Divide it into chapters. I know Tri was originally released as OVAs, but you might find it on platforms like Crunchyroll, which divides it into episodes. This makes it easier to digest its emotional pacing.

Watch at least these prequels beforehand: Digimon Adventure, Our War Game and Digimon Adventure 02. Not because they're strictly mandatory, but because I think Tri is in direct conversation with the memories and events of those stories.

Choose the original japanese audio with subtitles. The dubs (especially in english and spanish) often contain significant errors that distort the emotional message. The original japanese voice acting is also rich with subtle nuances.

Avoid external noise. Don't let soulless criticisms or external expectations contaminate your experience. Watch Tri with a clear mind and open heart. Let the story unfold and speak to you, at your own pace, in your own way.

If it helps, approach it as a side story. Think of Tri less as a continuation and more as an exploration of this particular stage in the original Adventure kids' lives.

And if Tri wasn't for you, that's perfectly fine. Don't worry. It doesn't ruin anything, and it doesn't change anything. You can simply choose to omit its existence, or you can enjoy the layers it adds as it leads us toward the epilogue of Adventure 02.

Thanks for reading. If Tri also stirred something within you, offered you comfort, or left you with questions... it's truly wonderful to inhabit that space with you.

[leggerefiore]

Can I request how the dead inside trio (fuck it, giovanni too) would prepare for valentines? I have a deep craving for sweet old men 🙏❤️❤️

since cy is from sinnoh and gio is from kanto, Valentine's is a bit different over there... I tried

cw: Valentine's Day fluff,

characters: Nanu, Larry, Cyrus, Giovanni

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 He really had not an urge to do anything for Valentine’s Day… The day simply held nothing positive for him. Even with a partner, he felt it useless to engage in something so corporate for his lover. They can get gifts for each other any day of the year – Why fixate on a specific date? Even so, despite his disinterest, Acerola seemed insistent. The girl babbled to him about how important it is to show he cares. While he wanted to roll his eyes and ignore her words, those big eyes made him reconsider. Honestly, he hated that he simply could not be mean to her. So, he found himself walking off and working on plans.

🌑 Chocolates were easy enough to obtain as they were being sold literally anywhere. He cared not for specifics, so he just grabbed whatever seemed the nicest. Flowers… Well, being connected to a fertility deity has its benefits every so often. Tapu Bulu actually was ecstatic to see him, so a request for some flowers was answered with a familiar white species. Nanu grumbled, recognising them. Well, he could not exactly complain without risking angering a capricious deity, so he took them. Lastly, a date… He sighed. Ula'Ula was certainly scenic and seen as a romantic place to visit, but living there ruined that image in his mind. What was there to do? Every restaurant was booked, and the Malie Garden would be absolutely packed. There had to be a place with some privacy…

🌑 The black sands of the beach on Route 14 frequently caught the eyes of many visitors, but the ruined store tended to ward them off. No one wanted to piss off a guardian deity, really. Nanu knew the pokemon would not care too much for you both lingering on its sacred land. The waves lapped at the shore as he glanced at you. It was not exactly the most romantic activity, but Nanu found himself fine with it. You leaned against him as he grasped the wrapped chocolates. The flowers were a success when he gifted to them earlier. Your comment about it being a wedding bouquet did make him swallow his heart. He sighed as the setting sun shined on the horizon. Handing off the chocolates, he grasped your hand. “… Happy Valentine's Day,” his voice was a low mumble, still not really interested in the holiday, “Sorry for the shitty date—” You kissing him cut him off. Apparently, you quite enjoyed his attempt at romance.

💼Larry🏢

🍙 The holiday held little meaning to the businessman. While most of his coworkers rushed to get off and make plans for it, Larry simply worked on the extra workload that his boss seemed to enjoy dumping on him. Though, his plans for that year had a wrench in them. Rika lingered above his desk, watching him curiously. He could not tell what was on the woman's mind. Well, until she finally asked him what his plans were with his partner. He blinked. A simple answer of nothing apparently offended her. A hand came down on his desk as she insisted he do something, even offering to cover his work. It caught him off-guard. An attempt to reject the offer was met with the green-haired woman growing more demanding. She even involved Hassel, who seemed horrified at Larry's actions. He was basically chased out of the office.

🍙 So, he sighed. It seemed that this was happening. Many years had passed since he last put any energy into Valentine’s Day. He popped into a corner store to pick up a box of chocolates and a card. He sighed. Flowers were also a smart idea, but… There was no way to get any this late into the game. He opted to just focus on trying to get a table at a restaurant. Most had to be completely booked out, but the Treasure Eatery was more than happy to accommodate him. In fact, they were more shocked than anything that he called ahead to reserve anything since they usually kept a spot open just for him. He was not overly sure how that made him feel. A quick call to you led to an agreement to meet him there. There was a momentary debate of whether he should change clothes, but he opted against it.

🍙 You joining him at the table led to an awkward moment of silence as he presented the card and chocolates with little fanfare. There was a moment of bewilderment towards the actions, but you took the chocolates nonetheless. The restaurant was packed with couples, clearly trying to have a romantic evening. Larry felt completely out of his element. The card was a simple one with an Oricorio on it saying something, making one's heart dance like one. Your smile made his cheeks burn. He did not it expect you to actually enjoy it. “Happy Valentine's Day…” his voice was careful, “I apologise if this is not adequate enough—” You leaning in for a kiss silenced him. An assurance that this was enough made him relax. The evening went far better than he expected.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The Galactic Boss barely had noticed the holiday approaching. He simply felt no need to keep up with such trivial things while he was working on his plans. However, he did notice that his grunts were requesting time off while Mars seemed to babble about something that he did not care to listen to. His frustration was piling due to this, but he was caught off-guard at the red-head entering his office and asking him what he was doing for the holiday since he was apparently in a relationship. He bit his tongue. The urge to tell her off about prying into his personal life was interrupted by him blinking. His… relationship. Right, this was the time for women to give gifts to the important people in their lives. He groaned. Suddenly, he realised that he needed to take off from work at a reasonable time. Upsetting you was the last thing that he wanted to do.

☄️ While it was not typical for men to do anything, he felt the urge to do something to make up for any possible distress. A simple reservation at a restaurant seemed sufficient enough, but he still felt worried at the thought of failing to please you. So, he found himself trailing to a florist when he managed to finally free himself from work. Flowers were romantic enough, were they not? He struggled to pick any due to his uncertainty. The clerk seemed to take pity on him – the typical rose bouquet felt too common and apathetic for him. Yet, somehow, a certain kind of flower caught his eye. A purchase was made, and he headed home. This seemed more than enough to make up for any possible upset.

☄️ Unsurprisingly, he was greeted by chocolates when he came home. They were homemade and shaped by like the various forms of Rotom. He felt shocked by your dedication and relieved that he had done so much in return. The offer of dinner seemed to perk you up even more. He had booked the nicest restaurant in the area, after all. Though, his surprise of a sunflower bouquet also shocked you. The flowers gently brought a delicate warmth with their presence. You thanked him for such a thoughtful gift. While you held the bouquet to yourself, he opted to speak. “Happy Valentine's Day…” his voice was low and deep, “I apologise for being home so late.” Your hug and a peck to his cheek calmed him. As long as you were happy.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 Valentine's Day… Giovanni would often receive many gifts. He certainly was a desired man, after all. Honestly, he was not the biggest fan of chocolates, but the attention fed his ego just right. Now, he was fully aware the holiday was celebrated differently all over. In Kanto, it was a time for women to gift chocolates to the men in their life. In somewhere like, say, Unova or Kalos, though, it was a mutual holiday with more expectation on the man. He felt himself debating whether he should obligate his partner like what they would expect from their culture… Really, he supposed it would be something different from the typical day of being showered in gifts from those desperate for his attention.

🟥 Chocolates were the typical gift for the holiday. He found himself in a premier chocolatier, debating just what his partner may enjoy. A variety seemed best. The price was certainly steep, but it was not as if he failed to have money to throw around. The chocolates were delicately wrapped in a scarlet box as he pondered what was next. Flowers were a common gift overseas. Roses, specifically. He quite found the idea of bouquet red roses enchanting. A stop at a florist provided his next gift. The flowers drove a high price again, but he once again found himself apathetic. Lastly, a location. A simple call to a preferred restaurant got him a private room that evening without question. Honestly, it was easy enough.

🟥 He had his driver bring you to him as he waited at the restaurant. His attire was far nicer than his typical suit. You were shocked as you stepped out of the car. A box of chocolates was in your hands. An exchange was made as you handed off your gifts for one another. Your reaction to the expensive chocolates left him smug. Yours for him were clearly homemade. He would appreciate the dedication. The shapes of a rocket and Persians left him entertained at least. Your arm was interlocked with his as he led you to the reserved area of the restaurant. “Happy Valentine's Day,” his voice was confident and proud, “… I have more planned for this evening.” Your reaction to that had him chuckle. He felt that he enjoyed celebrating like this all the same.

[bloodbenderz]

there was a lot of mistakes made in the live action but the worst one without reservation was that the creators did not understand patriarchy and they did not understand women's liberation outside of an american context ( or any context if we're being honest )

it's easy to see on a surface level how that fucked up katara's whole character how she wasn't allowed to have her character defining moments how she wasn't allowed to be angry or even excited or impulsive but i think it doesn't really become clear how deeply wrong the show's conception of gender & patriarchy is (and the implications for the political landscape of the show) until you get into how they destroyed sokka's character too

sokka's whole Complex is born of patriarchy. i'm not trying to do men's rights advocacy here but in my experience when a people is under constant threat, constant assault, constant violence (much of which is gendered) and the traditional "protectors" or "providers" of that people are men, the masculine role becomes protecting women and children. i am not saying this is a good thing or a bad thing but it is true the narrative of violent resistance is overwhelmingly about men. to be a man in a time & place like this means fighting to protect your women, & to die for them is honorable. that is where sokka gets this idea that he has to be a warrior & he has to fight & if necessary die for katara & the rest of the tribe. it's about duty. everyone has a part to play, a role to fill

everyone including women! which is the other half of this. the duty of women is to keep up the home, to maintain a country worth fighting & dying for, to raise children so that the community can have a future. it becomes especially obvious in the context of the show when you see how the nwt lives & in specific how yue lives and dies.

many women participate in patriarchy. many colonized women participate in patriarchy. most of my family comes from or still lives in a country completely devastated by colonialism & its aftereffects & many women in my family believe wholeheartedly in the idea that everyone in the house has a role to play. it's not because these women are stupid or they hate themselves. but when you grow up believing that men & women are fundamentally different, and seeing that women are in specific danger because of their gender, it actually makes a lot of sense to expect the men in your family to protect you, and to raise your sons that way.

in practice that means that men aren't really expected to do anything around the house, especially when there's no actual danger. my aunt literally 2 days ago told me this lol like she doesn't make her sons do anything bc she wants to let their lives be easy before they have to go out into the world & take care of their wives & children.

what does women's liberation look like when an entire community is under threat? colonized women have been dealing with this question as long as colonialism has existed. the writers of this show don't even pretend to understand the question, much less to formulate a thoughtful response to it. they just say oh, well, katara, yue, & suki are all the exact same type of liberated girlboss for whom patriarchy is no significant obstacle.

which brings us back to sokka lol. sokka, at the beginning of the show, has completely subscribed to patriarchy, has integrated it into his sense of self. he has a lot of flaws, but he also has a lot of really good traits. his bravery, sense of honor, loyalty, work ethic, selflessness, all of this came from him striving to be a good man. he would die to protect katara, because she's his sister. he also has her wash his socks & mend his clothes, because she's his sister. even after he meets suki, humbles himself, & expands his view of the role a woman can play, he doesn't completely disengage from patriarchy. at the end of the day he believes in his soul that a good man's duty is to fight & if necessary die for his people, & that's exactly his plan. this is a very real psychic burden. pre-aang, it's also largely fictional & completely ridiculous. we're SUPPOSED to think it's ridiculous. he's spending his time training babies & working on his little watchtower. the swt hasn't been attacked since their mother was killed because it has been completely stripped of all value or danger it once held for the fire nation, & everybody knows this. there is very little "men's work" left, aside from hunting & fishing, which is so damaging to sokka's self image he resorts to toddler bootcamp to feel useful. the contradiction here is comical. it's also completely devastating. that's supposed to be the fucking POINTTTT like colonialism & patriarchy convinces this young boy he needs to be a soldier & die for his family. & you know what he does? He acts like a young boy about it. they didn't just leave this unexplored in the remake they completely changed the circumstances to 1. make sokka incompetent for some reason 2. make his "preparations" seem less ridiculous. Which ruins the whole character. Possibly the whole show.

all this makes the writing of katara & the other women infinitely more offensive to me. katara is a good character because she believes in revolution. she wants to liberate her people from imperialism, & she wants to liberate women from colonial gendered violence, traditional patriarchy in her own culture, & the complicated ways those things interact. it is LITERALLY the first thing you're supposed to learn about her. she's the PERFECT vehicle to address the question of women's liberation under colonialism. one of the things i was most looking forward to seeing in this show was how labor is distributed in a place where almost everything that needs to get done is "women's work" & how it affects katara & sokka's day to day relationship when their lives weren't at risk constantly. what actually are her responsibilities every day, & how do they compare to sokka's? how does her grandmother enforce these traditions with katara & sokka, & how is that informed by her own experiences in the nwt? what does patriarchy look like in a tribe made up of mostly women & children? it's so important to who katara is & what she believes! but why bother exploring any of that when u could instead make her a shein model who has nothing in common with the source material except her hairstyle lol.

yue is actually even worse to me bc yue is supposed to be sokka's counterpart. she's supposed to show you how destructive it is for women specifically to internalize this gendered duty so completely. it sucks for sokka, but he is a man & thus his prescribed role gives him some agency. yue's role affords her no agency whatsoever, & this is the POINT. to make her someone who's allowed to break things off with her fiance if she likes, who sneaks off to do what she wants when she's feeling stressed, whose will is respected as a monarch, like what is even the point of yue anymore? in the original the whole reason she was even allowed to spend time with sokka was because her father knew she was with a trustworthy boy. her story completely loses all significance when the dimension of patriarchy is removed from it. the crux of her whole story is that she is not just a princess but the literal & spiritual representation of the motherland. that's what women are supposed to represent during wartime, at the cost of their own sense of self. in order to fulfill her duty to her people she gives her life to them in every single way that matters.

it's just so unbelievably frustrating (and WRONG) that the only types of characters for these writers are "soulless misogynistic fuck" and "liberated american-style feminist." there's no nuance at all! they don't bother exploring how real love manifests in patriarchal communities, & how patriarchy defines the limits of that love. or how for so many of these people their idea of goodness, morality, & honor is gendered. or how imperialism affects not just individuals but entire cultures & their conceptions of gender. but why do any actual work when you could completely change sokka & katara's general demeanors, their entire personalities, & their roles in the tribe so you can dodge any & all nuance

Anyways. in conclusion. it was bad

[noellefan101]

Hello hello! I love reading your Streamer AU for the HSR cast, can I request you to do a part 2 for it hehe 🤩

You can pick whoever you like but can I request one of them to be Fu Xuan? The thought of her streaming is kinda funny HEJISEHWJSHEHEH

Also thank you so much!! You may refer to me as - - Anon 🏎️

ofc im so sorry that im a few months late though 😭

Char: Fu Xuan, Topaz, Aventurine the gambler, Blade x gn reader

warnings: ooc, not proofread, swearing, you are pretty :3

Summary: your princess(or partner if you wanna be boring) is a streamer, a popular one at that. this is a fic about: how their chat finds out that you are dating, how they treat you off-stream and on-stream/do they treat you differently

Fu Xuan

How chat found out: it should be pretty easy for anyone to find out if im going to be completely honest. as she is both a bragger and a complainer.

if you had done something, anything, that she didnt like or just thought was stupid, she was going to lovingly complain about it to her following. and yes, this also applies to everything and everything you accomplish.

so uhm, lets just say she also sees no reason to keep such things a secret unless you begged her to not mention your relationship(she would still end up talking abt it at some point).

but luckily her chatters are nice and like you. but they definitely how Fu Xuan pulled you, they do not see the vision of how she did that

On-Stream: she herself does not see any difference in how she treats you whether she is streaming or not. her viewers however, very much see a difference to when you are with her or not

"Fu Xuan seems nicer with [name] around", "Xuan's eyes seems to light up just a little whenever [name] is around", this was not known to her until her following started chatting about this online

her face was unusually red when she read a message about her being soft for you on stream

Off-Stream: she, kissed you more, maybe even more affectionate in general, since she just doesnt like her whole life being online and thinks its unhealthy and dumb.

she is also just way too into you for her to want to share you with the random people watching her on a tuesday afternoon.

Topaz

How chat found out: you forgot she was streaming and brought in a snack for her and numby

and you accidentally called her 'love' while walking in

oh she was so red, and it did not help that she was on a call with aventurine and he heard everything

On-Stream: honestly, couldn't care less about what her following thinks, although she does get embarrassed.

she will hug you she will kiss you.

she will do whatever she wants to do, but is extra shy when Jade is around and watching.

and despite what she say and does, if you ever kissed her infront of the camera she would combust and melt into a little puddle

while numby is just innocently eating her little meal beside you two

Off-Stream: doesnt let go of you unless she actually has to get up and do something without you

loves hugging you, and especially with numby cuddling up with you both

kisses you more and it feels like you're kissing for longer, but this is just your observations

Aventurine

How chat found out: are you kidding? you really dont know? he doesnt stop fucking talking about you

he's playing another gacha game? oh this character kind of looks like [name], i should totally get them

irl stream? he's getting distracted left and right because he saw something that you would like

just on a call with his friends? talking about how pretty you are left and right

he just doesnt stop, there was no way you weren't going to appear on camera at some point

On-Stream: kisses you a lot just for just existing

chat thought it was cute in the start but now its more like when does he stop omfg

hugs you a lot and makes you sit on his lap while he gambles, saying that you bring him more luck

will still not stop bragging about how amazing you are, even when you're just sitting next to him on your phone

Off-Stream: still does not shut up about you, and is still very affectionate

but he is a little more touchy when people arent watching, still wanting you for himself in one way or another

he likes showing you off, but he also values his private life when he isnt the popular streamer Aventurine, being watched by thousands of people

but with you, and only you? he is just Kakavasha

Blade

How chat found out: one word, Kafka.

this is the only possible way other than you yourself walking in to see him streaming and you happen to be on camera.

Kafka, Silver Wolf, and Firefly is the only reason his following knows that he even has a love life to begin with. they talk more about you than he does! betrayer!!

but seriously, Kafka loves to talk about you two to her own viewers as well, even getting Blade to correct her because you can bake, and is very good at it

On-Stream: he doesnt talk about you, this may seem concerning but i assure you he's just shy. if he talked about you on stream it was because they girls made him talk about you.

but he just likes his private life, alright? he also strictly told Kafka to not tell them anything bad about or her head will be on a platter

but no matter, you can go kiss him yourself if you want to, he cant do anything to you

or he will die mentally and hopefully physically

Off-Stream:

absolute bbg

will not let go of you at all, never ever

he's always touching in some way or form the whole day, but when he turns on the camera and starts streaming its like his personality turned around

the only thing remaining is how he longingly looks in your direction whenever you come in with some water

thank u for reading and thank you 🏎️ anon for requesting even tho this was long ago(im still very sorry abt that)- Masterlist

You are welcome to reblog and like any of my posts, but you CAN NOT translate, copy or hate on anybody for liking my posts

[elainsgirl]

“Elain and Azriel are hiding aspects of themselves around each other”

straight up misinformation that certainly didnt come from the canon text. The only thing thats being hidden is Azriel thinking Elain could be his mate. Thats it.

“Elain and Azriel have unequal power imbalance”

“Light and Dark” “Fawn and death” -> equal imageries. Feyre noting how Az must’ve gone through the same thing as Elain -> tells us readers their powers are similar. Generally, its a naive thing to say that elriel dont have unequal power balance when Nessian, a canon couple, is right there. Cassian is no where near the same power level as Nesta yet they balance each other out in different ways.

”elriel are just lusting after each other”

quick tell me where it was clear Nessian were in LOVE with each other pre-acosf. Where did Nesta or Cass admit to loving each other? They didnt, but we still knew they cared. How? Nesta being ready to die for Cass. In the exact way Az was ready to die for Elain. As with many other examples, again. This is a NA romance series, Lust is important. Its necessary and a key part of the genre.

”they have nothing in common”

aside from them both being the most beautiful, quiet, sassy waltz-loving introverts - again. Tell me what did Nessian or even Feysand have in common before their books? I didnt read about Rhys painting or Cass giggling over romance books so…

“no connective narrative ties”

just because you couldnt comprehend the foreshadowing or chose to ignore it doesnt mean its not there for the rest of us normal readers. Spying, cauldron, truth teller and the prison. Its written out as clear as day in the books.

”they got each other terrible gifts!”

. The headache powder showed us readers that Elain pays ATTENTION to Azriel especially after we’re told how everyone gets him generic gifts such as daggers and swords. This gift showed that someome is seeing him, hence why Az said it’s invaluable. “But he stared at it without using it!” Omfg. Mass puts the book she loves on her nightstand. Amren puts her jewels from her bf on her nightstand. I put my gifts on my nightstand, untouched and unused. Why? Because of how much they mean, looking at them makes you feel happy, loved and seen. When something becomes precious to you, you tend to not use it. You look after it and place it somewhere so you can admire it, that is what Az did with Elains gift. The rose necklace- A flower that clearly means something to Elain as her own precious father carved out a rose figurine for her- was symbolic of elain as a character and the way she is perceived. The 3 colours all spesk to aspects of elain. Love, strength, beauty and bravery. A plain pendent-> how readers often characterise Elain as a plain, unassuming character UNTIL the *light* hits it. When Elain is placed in specific situations we see aspects of her character for example when she was escaping the hybern camp with Azriel and the hounds attacked. We saw Elain - who was very passive in acowar and even before then - bravery kick the hounds of Azriel, saving him from being dragged down. We saw her determination amd strength. The necklace is a metaphorical way to show us who Elain is. It’s embarrassing if its nuance flew over your head ngl. the earplugs showed us 1) Elriels similar humour AND how familiar Az and Elain are to each other, where everyone is afraid or wary of Azriel we have Elain Archeron being so easy around Az, the big scary shadowsinger, she got him a “gag” gift.

Trying to show elriel as superficial is embarrassing when each point is so easily disproven if you read the books with an unbiased lens. Something certain antis are incapable of doing.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hi Miss Raven! I have a question related abt all the dorms (except Ramshackle) qualifications. Like, what type of person do you need to be and/or what qualities do you need to have in order to get to certain dorms. And also, how does it affect the person when they transferred dorms, like how Rook used to be kind of wild when he's in Savanaclaw but then changed when he transferred to Pomefiore.

I feel like it had been mentioned somewhere in the game, but I don't trust my memories enough to be sure ;v

Thank you and have a nice day!! ^^

🧍‍♂️

Actually, Twst never really does elaborate what qualities get you sorted into which dorm. Students can transfer between dorms (via a tedious process, but it is still possible), and I think it can pretty easily be argued that students from X dorm could fit into Y dorm. There’s flexibility and wiggle room. There may also be a genetic component considered, as we have multiple instances of family members being sorted into the same dorms (Ace and his older brother into Heartslabyul, Jade and Floyd into Octavinelle, Kalim and his relative, the previous Scarabia dorm leader, into Scarabia, etc.).

Qualifications for more specific roles within the dorms are also vague. At best, we are told that Pomefiore’s dorm leader traditionally knows how to make “the most potent poison”, but other than that it’s basically barren. We just know that the dorm leader is someone who is “most befitting” the spirit of their respective dorm, but that’s… still a pretty vague description. Jamil states that the easiest way to determine this is vis a school-sanctioned duel but I don’t think a battle actually shows off your generosity or whatever 💀

Many fans have attempted to decipher what traits are “needed” to get into a specific dorm or have tried their hand at explaining why the characters ended up where they currently are. Honestly though… the core values for each dorm (ie strictness for Heartslabyul, persistence for Savanaclaw, etc.) seem to exist mainly for marketing purposes + easy character identification rather than being an in-universe hard rule to follow.

I don’t know if it’s accurate to say that a dorm (like, the physical place) changes its students? I would say it has less to do with the dorm environment per se and more to do with whoever is in charge.

Heartslabyul's previous dorm leader was very lax, which allowed the students to run rampant and constantly disregard the rules and studying. There was reportedly other wild behaviors and graffiti in the dorm as well. However, once Riddle took over, he started strictly imposing the rules and traditions, maintaining decorum (down to how the students act and dress), and assisting his students with their studies, which ensured that none of the Heartslabyul boys dropped out or got held back a grade (see: Riddle's Dorm Uniform vignettes). This didn't necessarily make the Heratslabyul students stricter with themselves though; we see the mobs complain about Riddle's iron fist and even main characters like Ace and Cater slack or are reluctant to study or to follow the ridiculous rules Riddle insists on. In this case, it's more like the dorm leader's leadership steering the ship without necessarily driving them all to adhere to the dorm value of strictness.

Rook was still his usual Savanaclaw self even when he transferred to Pomefiore. Vil describes him still looking unkempt until they had a conversation about how "the audience plays just as large a role as the performers in plays and concerts". Vil shares that he loves to dress up like those on the stage and suggests that Rook try it out, even helping Rook coordinate his look. Before then, Rook states that he had no interest in dressing up--but with Vil's advice, he found that dressing up actually heightened his experience with the arts. "Ever since then, I've developed an appreciation for personal care."

We could honestly say the same of Epel and his experience in Pomefiore. Prior to (and even during large parts of) book 5, Epel expresses discontent and/or actively rebels against Vil's teachings, even if he is surrounded by Pomefiore peers and the luxurious beauty of the dorm (see: Epel's Ceremonial Robes vignettes). It's not until 5-43 that Epel realizes the "power of beauty" that Vil so often extols to him.

So yeah, until Twst actually makes more of a concerted effort to elaborate on dorm-specific traits or qualifications, I’m just going to assume “it’s all marketing and branding”.

[grandline-fics]

Chocolate-covered Strawberries with X-Drake please! You can write it with either a pirate reader or marine or whatever you want, I don't care, thank you!

DESCRIPTION: Chocolate-Covered Strawberries- Unable to resist temptation anymore, they act

WARNINGS:  none

CHARACTERS: X-Drake

WORDS: 1,116

A/N: Hey there anon! Thank you for this request. X Drake is still new for me to write for so I hope I did a good job with this Valentines Event prompt for you. Hopefully this suits what you wanted and that you all enjoy

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST | KO-FI | VALENTINES EVENT MASTERLIST

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The life of acting as a double agent had its risks. Drake knew that and accepted it, throwing his full commitment to the cause. There was always the worry of being caught out by the wrong people at the wrong time. That with his true allegiance being discovered and the consequences of the deception falling on the shoulders of those he wanted nothing more to protect. Most of the time he knew his cover was solid, and that those he surrounded himself would never doubt him. To consider that there could be a weak link in his resolve and that the mask would slip was laughable. That is the case certainly, but only because you aren’t around him a lot. Because whether Drake wants to admit it or not, you are his biggest and weakest link. As much as he missed you, part of him was glad that your mission took you in a different direction from him for his own sanity and covert professionalism.

“Need to be careful here, Captain.” Drake glanced over his shoulder to one of his crew as they approached. “Apparently this island’s had a massive Marine presence for the last few months.”

“It’s fine. So long as we keep a low profile we can avoid them unless engaging with them is the last option.” Drake explained as he looked back to the island steadily getting closer. “We’re only here to resupply after all. We’ll dock in that eastern cove to stay hidden. Only a small group is going this time.”

“Understood.” Drake only nodded in response and listened to the subordinate leave him be, returning to his tasks until it was ready. As the ship drifted silently and undetected to their hiding place at the cove, Drake mentally prepared himself for the many different scenarios of what could be awaiting him on this next stop in his journey.  

With a small group of his crew, Drake sent each of them in different directions of the town with individual orders of what supplies they needed. He waited a little while before venturing into the town himself while leaving the care and protection of the ship to the rest of the crew in his absence. Knowing how Marine’s tended to perform their patrols and the common patterns, they were easy to avoid and go about his own tasks. For a moment he believed that if things went this well, he and his crew would be gone without anyone even knowing they’d been there. Then as he stood inspecting a market stall, with his back to the street he overheard the two patrolling Marine’s mention your name in passing, excited to have someone of your rank on the island for a while. Drake’s eyes widened and he quickly glanced over his shoulder to see their backs getting further away. Were you truly here on this island?

He tried to ignore the way his heart leapt in a sudden frenzy of mixing nerves and excitement. No, he couldn’t risk seeing you. You were here for a mission and he was branded a wanted man. It was reckless, selfish to try and find you. If the wrong person saw him and you, you would be the one to suffer. You could be branded a traitor and stripped of the titles you earned through your strength and hard work. He had to be strong, he couldn’t let his weakness win. Quickly he made his purchases and forced his mind to stay firmly on the task at hand; get the supplies, go to the ship, leave. Simple. He could do it. He would do it.

Drake left keeping out of sight of the Marines to his base instincts and muscle memory because his entire focus and mental endurance was being used to fight every urge and fibre in his being to try and find you. Anytime the little voice in his head tried to convince him that just a little peek at your face would be okay, he had to tell himself no. But every step and every mental argument that crept into his mind was harder and harder to fight. Because really, what was the harm? If he kept his distance and just saw that you were okay from afar then he could continue on his way, reassured in the knowledge that the person he loved was still safe. That was fine. Right?

Blinking out of his stupor as his mind sharpened with the resolve to just get a passing glance of you he blinked in surprise to see he wasn’t headed in the direction of the cove like he thought he had been. Instead he was deeper in the town’s layout, one face amongst many in the crowd of civilians and tourists. Drake couldn’t help but subtly laugh, it hadn’t mattered what his mind tried to fight, his body had already subconsciously made the decision to seek you out. He looked around and sure enough through the throng of people he found you immediately. The rush of love and longing coursed through him powerfully and he ground his teeth together as he now faced the fact that he couldn’t just see you. It wasn’t enough. It was never enough.

Quickly he slipped through the crowd, following you as you walked down the street. Then when it seemed to be quiet enough, he acted. Pushing power into his leg, Drake got to your side and pulled you into a small and shadowed side-street before anyone else came along. Immediately you reacted, disengaging from his hold and drawing your weapon. Just as you were about to attack you froze, breath catching in your throat to see the love of your life standing in front of you. The both of your stared at the other for a second before closing the distance and kissing eagerly, pouring every ounce of your longing for the other into the moment, desperate to make up for the many months since you’d last crossed eachother’s paths.

Breaking apart and catching your breath you smiled as Drake set his forehead against yours. Softly and knowingly a small laugh broke from your lips as you leant into the feeling of his arms around yours. “So how long between knowing I was here to finding me did it take this time?” You grinned at the feeling of Drake’s body tensing and the sudden flustered warmth of his skin at being so predictable. It was why you loved him so much, to everyone else he was such a mystery or they only got to see one version of him and it was usually false. You, however got to see and know the real him. “That quick, huh?”

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[pruneunfair]

Rating female leads in manhwa.

Navier

6/10, I absolutely hate her writting and has devolved into a mary sue who only reacts to everything around her while her mass of supporters never shut up about great she is. Her synopsis claiming her as someone who loves all her subjects gets contradicted when its shown she doesnt really care about the slaves.

BUT in season 1 she wasn't bad, I liked her resolve and it was when she actually cared for her people, I feel like if we got to see a clear backstory beyond "she wasn't allowed outside when she studied to be empress" I would understand her total apathy more.

Ariande

7/10, I adore villains, especially villainous protagonists and at first I liked the idea she wouldn't be any better than her family but still had a soft spot for Arabella, she loses a few points because it turns out she's excused for killing people before in the name of "love" and is viewed as someone who can do no wrong.

Adelaide

10/10, she's like Navier but better, she has more noticeable flaws and while she is a kick ass warrior during the tower arcs she still is human and can't always take it alone without consequences, she acknowledges Diane's struggles and makes an effort not to be her enemy and is proof that you dont need to make FL overpowered gods to be strong women. A beautifully made FL in a underrated story

Robellia

1/10, She doesn't divorce her husband despite the title literally being "I will divorce my tyrant husband." But that's more of a problem in most other manhwa. She's too much of a perfect epic goddess for me and most of all she does the whole "buying all the slaves but giving them a home." to make her look even better, what is with manhwa and inserting slavery for no other reason other than to make the FL look better?

Arianna

0/10, there is nothing good about her. Other than being a mary sue and a personality that only revolves around the latest sexy man, she legit forces another guy to join her haram by threatening diplomatic war on his kingdom and bodyshames her fiance but all of a sudden wants him more than ever when he loses weight, it took a random chick being inserted with a 🍇ist persona to make her look "better."

Yerenica

6/10, in any other story, this girl would've been despised by the fandom for being a homewreaker/pick me. She gives me so much second hand embarrassment but she's not terrible, I actually really like her design too. Not a fan of the kidnapper-hostage relationship she and the ML have though.

Pereshati

10/10, the best one here. She feels so much more human than the others on this list, she's got flaws, a relationship with the ML Therdeo that has both realistic progression, blunders, but overall healthy love, she also has relationships outside of her husband which I really love, I actually get scared for her when shes in danger instead of the usual "oh great, heres the typical kidnapping trope", a great motherly FL

Hestia

5/10 I will be easy on her since I just started reading my derelict favorite but I've only heard bad things about it through spoilers so I don't have much hope, also girl, please acknowledge that just because your favorite character did it for love doesn't mean he's absolved for murdering 2 people, thank you

Edith

9/10, my 3rd favorite on this list. You do not know how happy I was when instead of immediately viewing Rhyse as a rival to defeat, she was actually nice to her and the chapters of them were so sweet, she even acknowledges that it isn't anyone's fault for acting out but the author who is pulling the strings.

Layla

8/10, I feel so bad for this poor girl. For some reason I noticed on reddit and tiktok that she's getting hate for not standing up to herself or just not being the usual "girlboss" protagonist, did it not occur that she cant do much to a duke!? Layla deserves so much better and she needs to be far away from Matthias, I don't care if it's "dark romance" he is torturing her for his own pleasure.

[muffinrecord]

Also I'm a little harsh on Magia Record's storyline being a little... soft? On the hostilities between characters. But I also understand why things are resolved the way they are.

Magia Record is ultimately a story about characters coming together and saving each other. It's baked into the gameplay-- the connect was a big feature that even made its way into the anime.

You can tell the vibe of the game just by comparing it to the anime in fact. In the anime, a ton of characters die. Iroha is unable to save Kuroe; Mifuyu and Momoko have to die as penance in exchange for saving the ones they mislead, Homura fails to save Madoka (and possibly other PMMM original characters) and rewinds time, Ui dies, Touka dies, Nemu dies. Alina dies. Alina's interactions with Karin amount to mostly fan teasing. We see magical girls in the background who are working together against Walpy, but Kanagi is barely present, which means she doesn't have her moments of grouping up with Yachiyo (and all that represents for the east versus west conflicts).

In the anime, the girls fail.

In the game, they succeed. Characters like Mifuyu, who lead others astray, try to kill themselves for redemption but are prevented from doing so because her friends love her and want her to stay with them. Kanagi gets to work with Yachiyo, showing that they have bonds and similarities beyond their differences. Momoko's group never fractures and joins the Wings of Magius, so their friendship continues to keep them propped up and saved. Kuroe is introduced late in the game but she obviously survives and learns to live on. Homura gets to save Madoka and stay her Glasses self, continuing to deepen her friendships with the rest of the gang. Ui, Touka, and Nemu get to be friends again. Touka and Nemu are put on trial but still get to work to try and save humanity. Alina fails to kill people and has Karin more prominently present to remind you of her softer sides, Nemu fails to get herself killed, and blah blah blah, you get my point. This isn't even getting into arc 2, where characters start off very hostile to everyone but smooth at towards the end.

I've got my own personal dislikes of how conflict ends in Magia Record sometimes-- I feel like it takes the easy way out and ignores more interesting routes. I think ending a story so that everyone gets along can be boring and lazy sometimes.

At the same time, I do respect the writing direction for it. I think there's value in saying that everyone (or damn near everyone) can be saved, that people ultimately want to help each other. People want to connect with other people. Friendship can save all. Your friend might be going down a dark path but you can save them through the power of subtextual yuri companionship, compassion, and understanding.

Like, it's a fantasy because you shouldn't be burning yourself to help others, but also fantasy isn't always bad. Sometimes it's nice to have stories where things work out for the better.

I do think though this is why the darker stories in the game really stand out as fan-favorites. Glasses Homura failing to save Kuro is such a gut punch because it feels like that should be impossible in the world of Magia Record, where you can march into a cult and make the leaders into good guys again. Mikoto's pain and suffering stands out because Hanna is never coming back and Mikoto isn't going to get better again. Ryo and Ikumi stay dead. Jun stays dead. Sakuya stays dead. They don't come back.

I'd wager that one reason the story "Girls in the Hood" and its follow up "Dependence Blue" are so popular (besides good writing) is because the fantasy fails and has painfully realistic outcomes in it. Jun isn't able to prevent Mitsune from contracting, despite trying her best to show that you don't need magic to be strong. The two struggle with communicating with each other, despite how much they care for one another. And Jun dies without their feelings being resolved. In a story where so many characters get happy endings (or learn to accept their circumstances), stories like this stick out and have a painful resonance.

I'm meandering again, but yeah. I wish Magia Record was more brave with its writing and that it wouldn't chicken out on pursing conflict at the expense of making characters unlikeable, but I also feel like that wasn't what it wanted to do either. We can say that it's because they wanted to keep their characters as loveable as possible given that it's a gacha and they need to market it to you, but it's also just a storytelling direction that they preferred at the end of the day. I don't have a link but I remember hearing that the writers wanted to keep the game light, that they didn't want people to log in and feel miserable playing a phone game (I could be very badly remembering this).

And you know what, sometimes that kind of cozy friendship-defies-all was very comforting. I dunno. Yeah.

[soundop-central]

RE: your post about rebranding to megasound-central. I've always thought the best flavour of megop has soundwave squeezed in the middle, and the best flavour of wavewave has megatron off to the side only half in frame. Which is to say megasound too also is only improved by optimus being in there somewhere. I understand you.

AJDBWIXBWIZWH

megasoundop is the only brand of megop that i can tolerate, not even going to lie.

i just think that both of them need a sort of buffer there. soundwave fundamentally understands megatron (imo), and has a knack for coming to deep and accurate conclusions about others. meaning that if he spent enough time with optimus, he'd probably end up liking him.

ive always shipped megasound, like how ive always shipped wavewave and optiratch. there is so many of my favourite dynamic tropes wrapped up in this ship (i.e.: knight/lord, guard dog/leash holder, devotee/idol, etc.). i've always liked ships that have subtle power dynamics wrapped up in a morally grey (or straight up evil) bow. megasound has always been "universe's worst enabler/universe's worst warlord" to me.

i havent always shipped soundop. i actually pavlov'd myself into shipping it just because i came up with a really funny crack au that accidentally sent soundop careening from "silly nonsense" to "oh god, they're actually really good". soundop isn't as cut and dry to me as megasound- there arent a lot of dynamic tropes that actually fit them, so it's hard to quantify in simple terms what their relationship would be like. but its based on agreements, a mutual acknowledgment of the past and the future, respect and understanding. it's a lot of work, but it's rewarding.

i love both megatron and optimus as characters, and i totally recognize why the fandom ships them (ESP the idw and tfo side) (though, side note, i do actually like dpax; my opinion on megop is very nuanced and continuity dependent.) either way, i just dont see it working after literal millions of years of war without someone to act as a sort of mediator. whether that be in a romantic or platonic position, its up to whoever is doing the interpreting; but here's my take.

so we've got this guy (soundwave) who's basically sworn to this other guy (megatron), and the depth of his oath has become pretty muddy to both of them, even teetering on blasphemous if one looks hard enough. their (now ex-) enemy is an all around pretty Okay dude (optimus). while he's definitely tried to destroy everything they've done, they have also tried to do the exact same thing to him. and now that it's all done and over with...

well hey, why not? optimus seems amicable. he's definitely still sympathetic to them; remembering their time together before the degeneration that the war had become. maybe it would be worth it to try and test the waters.

i see it as an enemies to friends to lovers deal on all sides. everyone has to want it, has to work towards it, has to put in that effort.

soundwave is very suspicious of optimus at first, and frustrated that megatron would simply welcome him in so easily. optimus has to earn soundwave's trust. soundwave is protective of megatron- it's hard to undo 4 million years of protecting him from the very person he's now let in their home.

optimus is, understandably, a bit intimidated by how... intense... the vibe is. he feels like he's constantly in hostile territory. but he also knows that he's the odd man out. he resents having to earn his place, but also understands that if they want to have any hope at success, he needs to have soundwave's trust.

megatron is... both delighted and cautious. he's probably the one who's walking the thinnest line. it was his idea, he's the one who kept touch with optimus, he's the one who wanted to at least try. he convinced soundwave, no easy feat, and optimus, only slightly easier. he has the trust of two people that he cares very much about on the line.

it's definitely stressful.

both optimus and megatron are stubborn mechs. megatron has a temper and optimus has a no nonsense attitude. both of them can bicker back and fourth for hours, and to anyone on the outside, it would look like a normal conversation. yet, it is bickering, and despite how much both of them try to deny their own internal feelings, it does leave them a bit more hollow each time.

megatron never wants to apologize; he can only admit fault if he's given irrefutable proof of wrong doing. it's like pulling teeth.

meanwhile optimus is trying so hard to be reasonable, but also firm in his stances. he wishes to help both soundwave and megatron adjust to a life without war- while he can barely do that himself.

but soundwave, at first, would be doing this for megatron. as always, he's the self-sacrificer, the one who will do whatever is asked in order to further their goals. that much hasn't changed, even if the rhetoric has. yet, as time goes on, he slowly begins to enjoy this arrangement. which is something he never expected.

soundwave is adaptable and level headed; able to parse out fact and fiction within a blink of an eye. as he slowly grows more confident in his identity beyond just being megatron's most trusted, he finds himself growing more and more satisfied by finding another ship in the sea that is loving megatron.

anyway, tl;dr - they're gay. painfully so. theyre also traumatized and like not having a good time usually. but they're trying to fix that and make it work. and if that isn't real love idk what is.

[mayvora]

ㅤㅤHello!! I write things sometimes and have a habit of writing my random thoughts and saving them for later!! and then never using them. lol. so I bring them to you today!! with hope that they can inspire you !! tell me if you like them! (likes are cool but sharing is caring! :D)

ㅤㅤLook under the text block to see them!!

‎‧₊˚✧ [ Accidental Thoughts / Ideas ]

I'm a storyteller; I love my stories, I live them, I love telling them to others and dragging them into my world.

But sometimes my stories start telling themselves in my head...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Lips with a taste of stars...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

" So this is love... "

With their blood on your hands, with their lips whispering one last breath?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Just ask me and i will answer

Just ask me and i will answer

Just ask me and i will answer

Just-

But no one ever does.

And the world are burried in chest, the fire in chest, so hot and painful.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Words are meant to be shared, not hoarded!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

We learn to dream to fight the nightmare.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

The story has a soul when the creator loves their creation.

Love is in small things; in little symbols, in second-lasting smiles, in carefully written words, in songs and rhythm. The more you give in the beginning the more you get in the end.

We step our ways through nothingness into everything.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Without falling you will never learn to love flying.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

I do not want the pedestal, I do not care for role of sun; I can lead but do not want to, I can shine but don't wish to; my role is to mirror the light I see in others so the world can know the beauty of the stars that surround me and love them like the suns; and love them like I love them; the moon will always crave the shine of stars and give them back the fraction of their light.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Through our light we reach immortality.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

"I don't miss you. I miss knowing that you're safe. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Loving people is easy. What's not easy is being hurt by what you love most.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

You run away with my heart in your hands

And I feel that it is how it ends

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Some sing about love

Some sing about fate

And duets sing about falling again.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

I wanna breath in my last life;

Breathe before I die;

I choke on broken lullaby

And sing my last goodbye, I sing my last goodbye;

Heart is silent; a simple lie; I die, I die, I die.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‧₊˚✧˚₊‧

Any happiness must be returned.

One good word can save someone's life. One bad thing can kill.

Other people's anger is not your problem. It's a problem for them. they have to live with hatred and anger in their hearts, and you can move on, because the only one who should suffer from evil is its creator.

‎‧₊˚✧ [ Parts of the unwritten stories ]

The gates of the kingdom of death opens with the fading light of dawn; the clouds shape the gate, forming it's structure on the star patterns created by the loving hand of death themselves.

Would you dare to walk the paths of dead?

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Time is running out. It is fleeting, rapid; we do not see its real power, looking only at what seems to us eternal and reliable.

But the rocks are breaking. The seas are drying up. Epochs are passing away.

Epochs... they leave with the people who held them on their shoulders.

Are you still here?

Go home.

Go.

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Everything in the world ends one day. Good things go away faster. Not because they are short-lived, but because we do not feel the time when we are happy. And we get lost when it turns out that it's gone.

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They were dying in the arms of their love - but they were smiling anyway.

"I want you to forget me."

I want you to never miss someone who cannot come back.

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[Character name], rolling up their sleeves; tattoos on their arms; pattern glows with a cursed green, and their eyes twinkle with pure darkness; they are a magician, and magic awakens on their hands, obeying only a confident smile and one simple yet crushing word.

"Fall down."

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their blood on her hands / drawing blood patterns on their cheeks / a dead soul on her cold lips / her broken heart in crystal tears.

I want to love you / I never want to love again.

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The hand of cards has always played in your favor.

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Sometimes she will hear a song of wind in her heart; the sound of universe singing to her the melody of a thousand lives she lived.

She opens her eyes - the feeling dissapears.

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No one ever loved him. So how could he learn to love if he never had a good example?

‎‧₊˚✧ [ Bits of dialogue ]

" I can take the pain! "

" We can't. Do you want us to live with bargain of guilt, knowing that we hurt our love with every touch?"

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"I wanted to do something special. I felt the urge and couldn't resist it! Its like a fire burning down my bare chest, something I can't summon with a simple word. I wanted to move, I wanted to dance, I... "

"You were still hurting. "

" I felt better! I swear I did! It was just shiwers, I got up so easily, I... I thought I could make it. "

" It wasn't enough. "

"No... No. It's never enough. Im always behind and always crashing. "

"It doesn't make us love you any less. "

"...you know, huh... What is inside of me. You always do."

Their partner smiled - but their eyes were full of pain, and soft laught didnt reach their sea of sadness.

"I always do."

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"The time is not right. Go home. "

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"I collect stars for you. I think they would look nice on your skin. The universe needs their stars, don't you think so, my precious galaxy?"

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"I don't want your soul"

"Then what do you want?"

"Your love."

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"I adore what you are deeply."

"The bump of chaos, humor and impulsivity?"

"The universe itself recreating its own code in such small yet beautiful shape. "

‎‧₊˚✧ [ From the One Special Au ]

"You always take care of everyone around you. Let me take care of you this time."

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"Emperor... "

"Don't call me that."

"It is what you are. Making choices for the whole world. Like it's yours. "

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How long did you think you can take it?

"As long as my lungs would breathe and my heart would burn. "

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"You wanted to make me a king, Fate? Here's your chance! I accept my crown."

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The Storyteller never got a chance to ask for forgiveness. The Leader never had the time to tell them that they forgave them long time ago.

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He was a hero. And a hero is a very bad thing to be.

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"Its MY destiny to die for them, why did you take him? Why couldn't you take me instead? It is what you predicted to me, why did he had to pay the price?"

"Everyone has their own destiny. He completed his."

"What WAS his destiny? To DIE?!"

"No. To bless you with his love when he was still living."

"I don't understand."

"You will."

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[the last moments of their life] "I do now."

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"I was supposed to die."

"Who told you that I'll let you?"

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"The sun will never stop shining, and you will never stop loving; I was not wrong about you."

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"It was so easy to love you. You've always been so sincere. You admired us, you loved us; sometimes it seemed to me that you had been waiting for us all your life, keeping love in your heart for us to drown in it when we met. I longed for this love, I wanted to fall into the ocean of your heart, burying my soul and all of myself in it; I had to bury the stubbornness that kept me so far from you, convincing my anxious mind that I should not trust you. I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help but believe, because that's how you are... You can get into the heart of anyone and stay there forever. You're a whirlwind that couldn't be resisted; at some point I stopped and just... accepted you. And what was supposed to burn with cold turned out to be a warm spring wind, smelling of lilac and warming every cell of the body better than any fire. "

"You are my fire. I love you. "

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"Until my faith is extinguished or I find out that he is dead, my connection will continue to give me fragments of his emotions, creating a lie based on hope, even if he is no longer alive. My brain will deceive me over and over again until I accept that I have lost him forever. "

"There have been stories about souls who, even after seeing the death of their loved one with their own eyes, still felt these ghostly emotions – this happened to those who went crazy, refusing to admit that their soul mate was not alive. They could keep talking into the void, looking for them, cooking for two, making a place for them, calling their name... I was always afraid that this would happen to me, I was afraid of this madness. I felt contempt for it. "

"But now I understand... that I couldn't give him up even if he died in my arms. He's like breathing to me, you know? And my people get attached strongly and never let go."

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How it begins.

"They say that we always get what we deserve. But did we deserve to die? What have we done to be exterminated? Burned at the stake?"

And how it ends.

"Shh, sunshine, it's okay. I deserve it. I deserve every bit of pain that fate puts on my shoulders; I let down those who trusted me and betrayed their love. I get what I deserve."

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"The poem of the End on his last breathing lips."

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People were afraid of magic; but They wanted to drink it like the purest water, they wanted to breathe it in full, so that magic filled every alveoli and soaked into hot blood.

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"The war is on our heels; it follows every step we make, never too close and never too far, not losing us no matter where we try to hide, not letting go no matter how hard we fight. "

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"Let me explain. There is a theory that says that our planet and all other planets revolve around the Sun. And the Moons circle the planets and reflect the light of the Sun. Of course, I'm not saying that this theory is true. But if we lived in a world where we all circle around the Sun, then you would be our Sun. And each of us is the Moon, circling around its goals, motives and beliefs that make up our planets. And we all reflect your light."

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"You are all that I am and all that I want to be. I would give you the world, but you are my world. "

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How it begins.

"This place is my home.".. I would like it to become your home too. "

And how it ends.

"Thank you for sharing your home with me. "

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He loved them more than life; he shouldn't have.

He was born to love; he had no right to love; his love would have killed them as it once killed him.

He won't let them experience the pain he went through once.

Even if it means cutting them all off from himself.

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"The universe began with infinite Darkness; Darkness was its first creation, its first essence, its first state. At first there was only Darkness; but Darkness was not alone forever. In the midst of Darkness, in its dim surface, the very first Light was born; the opposite of the Darkness, so fragile, but so infinitely strong; The Darkness hated her. In the Light, she saw her main enemy and sought to destroy her immediately, to engulf her, as the sea buries ships in the waves. But the Light turned out to be stronger than Darkness might have seemed; she did not want to lose the fight, not daring to give her very first life into the arms of death."

" Light was the first Life; Light gave birth to the first World. It wasn't our world, and no one knows if the first world still exists in the universe. But many people strive to find it, to touch its origins; even, it seems, in human religion there is a mention of the first earth, abandoned a long time ago. There were the first creatures in the first world; not the humans, no, we do not agree to admit that humans were the first. Because people are not capable of what the First Ones could do! The first ones could create worlds, you know? And ours was created like this too! Created by them!"

"You believe me, I know. You're not one of them; you never have been. One day you will understand my faith in them, one day you will hear the universe singing; it is something that cannot be forgotten. But I digress! Shame on me, of course. And we were talking about the First..."

"He was one of them, the first son of Light, the first birth, the first life; he was the first love. He loved the world he was born into; he loved admiring the Darkness at the edge of Light, he loved the dance of creation and the birth of worlds, he loved his brothers and sisters, he loved Life. But it was hard to keep alive; The Darkness was hungry, angry and merciless, sweeping away everything in her path, biting into the Light with sharp fangs, destroying young worlds. Pain pierced his crystal heart when he saw Her cruelty. And at some point, he couldn't afford to just watch anymore."

The Storyteller raises his eyes to the sky, peering into the endless darkness; the stars blink at him and he, smiling absently, reflects their light, shining in rhythm with his distant brothers. His friend, delighted with him, does not even dare to breathe; he only freezes, not taking his gentle gaze away from the light that has taken such a fragile and beautiful form and descended to this earth.

"He loved as none of us can love," the Storyteller whispered, suddenly turning to his listener and looking at him as if he was... everything. "I thought so before. But now I understand that he loved the way you love. I look at you and see his gaze, his touch; his love in your eyes, in your heart and your immortal soul."

A moment of silence; a moment of awareness. A moment of sacred silence. The Storyteller looks away, but it is clear that he is trembling from this confession...

"...He gathered all the love that was in his heart and turned it into the purest Light. It is said that at that moment his heart was beating to the beat of the universe itself; therefore, his spell, his sacrifice, his oath is called by us "The Last Heartbeat". He gave us every beat of his heart. He gave himself to us, turning into the brightest of the stars, illuminating each of the worlds of the universe, no matter how far away it was. He shines for us, allowing us to live at the expense of our lives; we all owe ourselves to him, my friend. He is our Sun, and he will shine for us until the universe dies, destroying us all along with itself."

ㅤYou are still here? Want to stay and hear campfire stories? Or you wanna go? Don't forget the lamp then. Nights are dark; don't get lost. And visit me again! I love telling stories :]

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[goldensunset]

@the--plant in response to your tags on my khux post. 'is this game free?' i guess you could say that. it's something even more fun! it's

✨ defunct ✨

yeah uh. the app ended its service back in 2021 shortly after the ending to its story was released. what's left of it is basically a dress-up game and a theater mode (aka you can still create your own character and then watch all the story cutscenes with them in it). but even that recently was taken away from us! a few months ago it was quietly and unceremoniously removed from the app store! a lot of people still have the app (holding on for nostalgia's sake, i guess. nothing is playable and it's not like the cutscene movies aren't on youtube) so as long as we don't delete it we can keep it but like no new downloads... 😔

that said. IF you have an interest in khux. if you would like to jump down into this weird delightful rabbit hole with all us other insane people. we can make that happen! there are two particular options i’d recommend:

firstly! the cutscene ‘movie’ from everglow. yes it is like 5 and a half hours long it’s a whole game story of course. you don’t have to watch it in one sitting or anything lol. this is a pretty cut-and-dry compilation of every story relevant cutscene in the game, in the official order they were released in. (this being kingdom hearts, there’s some in-between stuff where the player goes and visits disney worlds. unfortunately almost none of it has any bearing on the actual plot or characterization in this particular game… so this uploader has opted to cut it out. but it is important to know at least that it all exists.) this vid below is what i would consider the most authentic experience!

option two is the fandub movie! see these mobile games don’t have voice acting, which turns some people off of taking an interest in them. but this here is an incredible fan-made project that took auditions for each character, cast voice actors, collected their dubbed dialogue, and neatly edited and mixed the video all together. it took a ton of time and effort to put together and it came out incredibly well!

that said, i personally wouldn’t recommend it for a first time experience (unless you really, really can’t bear to do a lot of reading without voice acting). see, damo279 did things a little differently. a lot of cutscenes in this story weren’t released in chronological order- which is sometimes narratively appropriate, of course, but in other places it gets confusing. he rearranged some of these scenes to try to make the story a little more coherent. which imo mostly was fine, but it very much does change the audience’s experience (such as with the whole entire strelitzia thing. originally that entire section was a flashback and we didn’t know she existed until she was already long dead). he also kind of like ‘added’ a few scenes of his own with narration by one of the characters to summarize the disney world stuff. mostly at the beginning of the game bc the plot starts slow and then picks up the pace exponentially. but like if you don’t care about authenticity though that’s fine lol

the other thing is that like there is also a fully animated fully voiced movie featuring the foretellers (the masked cult leader furries lol) that exists as supplemental background material. chronologically that stuff all goes first, but it would be a reeeeeally really terrible boring weird introduction to the story imho. it’s better to just come back to that afterwards if you’re curious. and see the fandub project mixes the movie and the game together in chronological order to tell a full story. again- it’s great if you’re an existing rabid fan! i love it! but probably weird if you’re a new fan tbh. unless you’re very open minded and patient. in any case here’s part 1 of it! part 2 should be easy enough to find off of this video

and with that said. if you decide to check khux out PLEASE keep talking to me and asking questions! i know it’s a lot. there are even questions that we existing fans don’t yet have the answers to so like don’t feel bad if you don’t understand something! that’s part of the fun… this series is ongoing… hehe

[charkoal]

Hi! I've read some of your Arcane posts and I was curious to ask what do you think/how do you interpret Vi rejoining the enforcers after the breakup? I haven't read anyone doing an actual analysis on it, most people complain that she's "washed" or that the writers hate her, which doesn't feel like doing a deep dive into her character at all. Thank! Have a lovely day.

Hi! I'll preface by saying I'm not a league player so while I know general lore, most of this will be my personal take and headcanons to fit what I know of where Vi and Caitlyn up in the game.

Vi as a character has always been driven by her loved ones and her need to protect. It's both her greatest strength and her fatal flaw. And I think initially this may be what causes her to re-enter a system she has always stood against. Caitlyn doesn't ask Vi to put the badge on again, would never ask that of her. In fact, I don't think Caitlyn herself wants to go back to the enforcers at first, what with all the guilt from her time as the Commander. She doesn't trust herself to hold that power, and even if she did, she would make sure Vi is okay with her joining before doing anything. And she wouldn't ask Vi in the first place because she'd never want to put Vi in that position, so she would never go back even if she wanted to. I think it's imperative that Vi approaches Caitlyn about it, decides for herself that this is something she wants to do. That's the only way either of them goes back.

Caitlyn is probably talking about some document or other that's made its way onto her desk amongst the numerous piles of papers, detailing how the council is trying to decide what to do with the enforcers. She isn't in the council, but she is still heavily involved in the relief efforts for both Piltover and Zaun. She mentions reading the council's proposed reforms, how she's weary to trust anyone to execute the overhaul properly, and how she thinks they might be better off abolishing the enforcers as a whole and rebuilding from the ground up.

And Vi just knows. Knows that whoever the council picks will never measure up. Knows that she can't stand to watch another generation of kids grow up in fear of those who are supposed to protect them. Knows that she doesn't trust anyone else with this but Caitlyn.

Caitlyn, and maybe herself.

She tells Caitlyn as much. And Caitlyn hesitates, says she shouldn't hold that kind of power again. Refuses to cause any more hurt than she already has, wonders how Vi can still place her trust in her after everything, especially with this.

And Vi just takes Caitlyn's face in her hands and tells her she trusts her because she knows her. Promises she won't do it alone this time, promises "together" and—

And well, Caitlyn has never been able to say no to Vi.

Neither of them are naive enough to think it will be a quick or easy process. Caitlyn is there to make the enforcers better. Vi is there to keep them from getting worse.

Caitlyn creates new policies, roots out corruption, sets the example as sheriff. Vi ensures that that example is followed. She's boots on the ground, leading the enforcers with an iron fist and greeting Zaunites with a gentle heart. Setting her own example even if she doesn't realize it.

Vi couldn't care less about the enforcers. She cares about Caitlyn and she cares about Zaun. Wearing the badge lets her keep other enforcers in check without being framed as an instigator and arrested immediately. She can keep a watchful eye, ensure that at least while she's around, the enforcers won't abuse their power in the name of the law. It might seem small or trivial, one person against dozens, but I don't think Vi has ever been an aerial view kind of person. She can't just trust that the enforcers are getting better, even if there are less incident reports and less arrests being made. She has to witness the change herself, has to look into the face of each and every person she encounters while wearing the badge and see to it that they are not mistreated. She needs them to see a friendly face. And even if some call her a traitor, a deserter, she takes it all in stride. If the price she pays for keeping an enforcer's baton from striking innocent flesh is petty names and the mocking lilt of "lapdog," then she'll shoulder that title gladly.

She wants better for the children of Zaun, better than what she had. That's always been the core of her character, to give to others what she never got. It's even vocalized by her in the first act of season one. She doesn't want kids to grow up without parents, taken by the very people who are supposed to protect. She doesn't want them to feel like they have no one to turn to, no one on their side. She doesn't want them to feel lesser. She wants them to see her and know that as long as she's there, no one will hurt them. And maybe, in the future, it won't just be her and Caitlyn they can go to. Maybe the number of friendly faces can grow.

With Caitlyn spearheading change at the top level, I think Vi believes one day they can achieve that. But it takes a long time for water to trickle from a river to the ocean, and so while they wait for that day to come, Vi will be there to make sure the well doesn't dry up.

That's at least my take on it, I hope you enjoyed my thoughts. Have a good one!

[simplyreveries]

Finally found a TWST writing account with their requests open (trust me it’s rare these days to find TWST writing accounts that are taking requests when I need them)… hehehehhe time for a silly request!!

Characters of your choosing (I can’t decide so you get to) with a reader who is self-aware about being in a game. Platonic or romantic, I don’t really care too much. :3 no pressure if you don’t wanna :D

self aware; riddle, azul, malleus

this concept is so interesting to me, thank you!! i did characters i was in the mood to write for!!

riddle rosehearts

he's confused. he doesn't understand you, but he already knows you're from another world, so he doesn't exactly question it. i mean, of course you're going to be different. he admires your seemingly fearless attitude when dealing with what events come your way but hasn't grasped the concept that it's because you already know what's going to happen, so it doesn't exactly phase you when it comes things such as the overblots.

riddle has the befuddled look whenever you compare him to the queen of hearts. though he is flattered because he looks up to her greatly, he doesn't understand why you're so adamant on telling him it all the time. like whenever you laugh and point out he's "based off of" he's so?? what?? or compare the other dorm members as well. he thinks you're trying to be funny or something and not being serious.

whenever he has history class with you, he's always caught off by surprise when you're able to suspiciously answer most of the questions regarding not only the great seven but other figures and places as well! he thought you just studied well and thought it was rather intelligent of you, not that you already knew.

azul ashengrotto

he finds you peculiar, at first, he thought you were easy to manipulate into signing over the contract during the events of chapter 3 and he tried to take over ramshackle away from you. when you did it without much care or thought, he thought was amusing to see! he was too caught up in being able to successfully "deceive" you that he didn't seem to notice the lax "ohh i know what this part is" attitude from you.

azul has only heard of idia at the board game club they're in together talk a little about his favorite tropes "isekai" and stuff like that. he is curious about the world you're from, but whenever you talk about it, it feels so strange to him. and you keep comparing him to the sea witch! which he thinks is nice but believes he has a long way to go with how great she was.

he feels kind of frustrated when you can almost be one step ahead of him because you know how things are to play out! and even how to talk to people around you. he thinks its impressive though- he thinks you can just read other people well.

malleus draconia

he sees how keen you are on things in twisted wonderland, for someone from another world. but doesn't say anything about it for the most part. whenever you talk and almost get excited, talking about the stories of characters like one of the great seven he quietly listens and adds onto what you're saying. it's interesting, your knowledge is abundant, and you've only been here for a few months.

malleus likes by the way you act. though he isn't entirely sure why you're so confident on knowing how things are going to play out he finds your attitude amusing for a human. you commonly would compare him to maleficent and he'd chuckle shake his head and proceed to tell you stories of just how powerful she was.

he tilts his head slightly, looking down at you confused when you seem deep in thought during your nightly outings before the events of chapter 7. you usually seem so calm and collected but he seemed curious as to why you seemed worried and stressed for once about what's to come in the future. still unknowing what you know. he'll smile softly and tell you, "you need not to worry, child of man."