#she’s extremely crane wives coded

[starlos-hat]

just as a little treat! song is curses by the crane wives :)

[brokenchainsforgedbonds]

[lost characters as crane wives characters. lets go]

[jack shepherd - know how]

[fundamentally a song about anxiety and not being able to move on, feeling trapped and resistant to let things change even when it should be for the better. jack can't move on, it's a fundamental driver of the story, he always feels like he can't be done with anything.]

[kate austen - easier]

[ive talked about this before but. its literally her. girl who feels like she cant ever find peace staying in one place. girl who just wants to settle down but can never find a way to cure that aching in her chest to move.]

[john locke - new discovery]

[john felt like he was stuck, a sad old man with nothing to live for, just going through the motions without purpose. so, he searches for something to give him meaning, but even when he finds it in the island, he feels like he has to keep pushing and keep forcing on to preserve that sense of purpose, because he has to be moving towards something, or else it was all for nothing.]

[james "sawyer" ford - ancient history]

[okay i really love this one. ancient history's so james core its about a traumatic past that you can't help but let color your existence. like james, the singer feels defined by what's happened to them because of how much it still hurts them. he tries to move on, but he's trapped in cycles.]

[sayid jarrah - the wolf]

[well someone sure thinks they're a monster. the singer of the wolf sees themself as something dangerous and violent, something that will inevitably hurt the people they care about. both the singer & sayid feel like they're trapped in cycles that just hurt themself and others.]

[hugo "hurley" reyes - volta]

[very much a song about mental health. specifically it's about improving, finally deciding to do something about what you've been through. fundamentally volta's a song about hope & making a change for yourself in a way that's super reminiscent of hurley.]

[sun-hwa & jin-soo kwon - curses]

[okay yes i know all the rest of the characters got their own separate songs and all but 1. sun & jin's arcs are so heavily defined by each other in a way unique to them, and 2. curses is so incredibly them i dont want to pass it up. the two struggle to find the words for each other, to be open about what weighs on them and their secrets, to the point it nearly destroys their relationship. but, in the end, the two still stay together, they still try to improve their relationship.]

[charlie pace - the garden]

[the garden is in large part a song about catholic guilt. need i say more? it doesn't matter because i will. charlie feels incredibly guilty over his past and his actions, but struggles to respond to that guilt, instead stewing in self-hate and fear.]

[claire littleton - here i am]

[claire forever feels abandoned. in her flashbacks and by people on the island, she is always left behind by the people she cares about, until she feels like her loneliness is forcd to define her in season 6.]

[desmond hume - little soldiers]

[little soldiers is extremely despen coded. desmond insists that he cares about penny, but fears that after everything, he's hurt her too bad. and yet, him and penny still try, they still put in the work to improve and stay together.]

[aight thats all i can fit for now ill add a part two in a bit]

[roses-bah-garden]

Could I request level 5 packs for both Melinoe and Moros from Hades II? If I can only request one, then I'd like to prioritize Melinoe! Thank you very much :)

here you go! might steal these packs myself tbh, i'm proud of these guys. don't know how much i like the melinoe moodboard, but it's done, so!

a new flower has blossomed! 🌹

melinoe + moros (hades ii) ... [LVL 5 PACK]

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name(s) ;; melinoe, mel, stella, luna

pronouns ;; she/her, they/them, ghost/ghosts, death/deaths, night/nights, night/mare

age ;; ageless

species ;; deity

gender(s) ;; ghosttypic, moonguardian

orientation(s) ;; sapphic, bisexual

role(s) ;; protector, comforter

source ;; hades ii

sign-off(s) ;; – Melinoe ; {★}

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hex code ;; #00c8b5 (caribbean green)

personality ;; ambitious and courageous. they are determined, kind, and loyal. she can be a bit awkward at times, and as such values solitude or her inner circle heavily above others. ghost enjoys helping others.

bonus info ;; types some words in ALL CAPS for EMPHASIS

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likes ;; frogs, collecting small things (shells, marbles, stickers, etc.), jewelry, astrology, the moon, hades ii

dislikes ;; lore olympus, real-life violence, large meals (prefers to snack, except on holidays)

possible front triggers ;; hellenic holidays, stressful circumstances, frogs, her source

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cisid(s) ;; cisADHD, cthonic deity, nymph, follower of hecate, heroine, heterochromia, blonde hair, cisGreek

transid(s) ;; transOlympian, transConsang, transFangs, transBlackHair

kink/fetish/para(s) ;; teratophilia, spectrophilia, autobiastophilia, autosomnophilia, transConsang

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moodboard ;; found here

playlist ;; "take me to war" - the crane wives / "cassandra" - florence + the machine / "you might not like her" - maddie zahm / "the hand that feeds" - the crane wives / "everybody goes to hell" - candi carpenter

kinlist ;; princess anastasia (anastasia) / coraline jones (coraline) / froghearted

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name(s) ;; moros, doom, moody, damian

pronouns ;; he/him, weep/weeps, haze/hazes, h-/h-m

age ;; ageless

species ;; deity

gender(s) ;; shadowgender, mascfluid, hazemasc

orientation(s) ;; demisexual, hyperplatonic

role(s) ;; sadness holder, autism symptom holder

source ;; hades ii

sign-off(s) ;; – Moros ; {🪡}

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hex code ;; #4e3c53 (mortar)

personality ;; pessimistic and socially awkward. he is extremely respectful and polite, but can be overly formal due to his social difficulties. weep is extremely loyal to the system's melinoe, and can often be found at her side. h-'s often teary-eyed, and is a sensitive person.

bonus info ;; types in all lowercase ... and frequently uses ellipses ... ; always wears body's hair up when fronting (if applicable)

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likes ;; epic: the underworld saga, stargazing, wine, tragedy films/plays

dislikes ;; toxic positivity, being told to smile, sugary foods, loud noises

possible front triggers ;; melinoe fronting, tragedy films/plays

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cisid(s) ;; cisAutistic, cthonic deity, cisGreek, cisHarmless, cisPeaceful

transid(s) ;; transNocturnal, transNonverbal, transNarcolepsy, transMADD, transProphet

kink/fetish/para(s) ;; spectrophilia, (auto)somnophilia

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moodboard ;; found here

playlist ;; "no longer you" - epic: the underworld saga / "once upon a december" - anastasia: the musical / "achilles come down" - gang of youths / "it will come back" - hozier / "something in the orange" - zach bryan

kinlist ;; swan therian / deer therian / fogkin (conceptkin) / oliver banks (the magnus archives) / tiresias (epic: the underworld saga)

[tabbyhoney]

Gorgeous

A fanfiction for the story of 'Fear of You' by @sleepwalkersqueen

Note:Hello again! Sorry for the delay but this chapter was kinda difficult to navigate and work with(I actually had to delete a lot and start over).

Anyway, only one more chapter to go, and the story on my end is finished:). Now there is only one question for the ending since I have two options I am unable to choose from. So I won't spoil anything let's just divide them into Extreme angsty and normal kind of angsty (Chose wisely if you guys wanna decide)

One last thing and then I stop talking. I couldn't decide on which song so I only linked one and the others are mentioned.

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Warnings:Not a therapist, mention of mock execution, swearing, discussion of abortion(Not explicit)

(Alternative songs to use or listen to: Je ne parle pas francais cover by Selphius, Curses by The crane wives, Usseewa by Ado and 夜に駆ける by YOASOBI)

Chapter 04

Minori was an interesting person. She always was and will forever be a mystery to me. She talks without a care in the world and if she loses a limb because of her mutation she always has a weird thing to say. So incredibly proud.

Sometimes I would like to be more like her. Someone proud of my body as it is, someone too proud for their own good.

"Minori!" I called while picking up a hand from her. "Minori, I mean it come here and get your hand!"

I heard fast footsteps approaching on the creaking wooden floor. Someone was breathing heavily and leaning against the doorframe. The door slammed open with so much force it made the shelves unsteady.

"Sorry," she said out of breath "I just wanted to-"

"Lend me a hand"

She chuckled before sitting down exhausted on the floor "Exactly", thumbs up in approvement.

I hand her her hand before sitting down beside her. The splinters of the wooden floor pushed uncomfortably into my skin.

Like they couldn't afford to sand them from time to time.

"Anyway... What do you think?" She asked while grinning widely.

"About what? Your guy? Eh still think he is not good" I shrugged

"Yes well... I uhm..."

"What is it?" I asked looking at her, squinting my eyes.

"I really really love him like... Actually... I know he is bad. Not a good guy in any way... But ya know... Harima is actually pretty gentle... With me at least"

"I don't actually have to like him though, right?"

"No, but... It's getting pretty serious and I would like for you two to get along"

"Like how?" I asked already feeling weird, like my biggest fear coming true.

"Like... Pregna-"

"Okay"

I was not able to look her in the eye, staring at the ground with no expression. the only thing I felt at that moment was her eyes staring into me, confused.

"Are you serious? This is your reaction?" She stands back up, looking down at me with the most disappointed looks I have ever seen on her perfect face. Her usually spotless face was twisted in a way I never thought would be able to.

"I... I'm sorry I don't think I can react better right now..." I could feel my gut twisting and cold sweat running down my spine. Regret filled me up that I said that the moment it left my mouth. Hearing the words of the doctors repeated in my head like an endless loop.

"Can't you just be happy that I am happy?!" She yelled.

"I am afraid I can't right now"

"You know what?! Fuck you! Don't call me" she stomped out of the room. Her words stung like venom in my veins.

The worst part is I felt like she meant it. To never call my closest friend again, only because I was incapable of showing my happiness to her.

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The tall heels clicked on the cold metal floor of the hallway. Stomping with wide steps and a burning rage inside of me.

My shoulders back, chest out, and chin up as I swiped the card and typed in the code on the lock.

Bursting through the door I practically ran up to one of the guys who most likely was responsible for this mess.

"You overscheduled me" I spat, tapping my finger warningly against his chest.

"Excuse me?"

"I will not excuse this stupidity! You have thirty seconds to get him off of this chair or I will claw your eyes out and do it myself!"

"This is an exe-"

"It's not and even if it was you have no right to overschedule my precious time. Twenty seconds"

"I can have you removed by force!"

"Fifteen" I warned, gritting my teeth. Talons ready to strike the taller man.

"Hey, you! Get her out of here" the guard yelled towards another one.

"No uhm... She is right, it says in her contract that we cannot overschedule her"

"Five"

The guard gave me a furious look before he waved his hands and some guys took Shinyo off the chair. Pulling him carelessly over the ground because Shinyo had no strength to hold himself up.

"I dare you to do that again and you will beg to have never been born at all" I spat before walking away with the other guards and Shinyo.

The walk was thankfully short and they immediately left us alone once I stepped into the cell after them. They didn't even chain him up again, which only means they had done a terrible job.

"You would think that people working here know what they are doing, but of course, there are always people like them who have no clue what their job is supposed to be" I complained while pulling up a chair to sit down.

Silence.

"What's wrong?" I turned around in my chair to face him, still standing at the spot they left him.

"Nothing"

Lie

"Aye..." Why did I copy him?

Again the room fell quiet. At this point, I would find it more relaxing if he would sit down instead of standing like a mannequin in this empty room.

"I know this probably isn't relaxing right now but this was not supposed to be a-"

"Don't tell me" He said, staring at the floor, eyes wide open. "Because if you say it now it will haunt me more than ever"

"Alright... Uhm... What did you eat?" I asked, fully turning around to sit more comfortably in the chair. Trying to ease the waters by focusing on the better parts.

"Snake," he said with a flat tone.

"You know I actually came around to try it, since you always talk about it and stuff and I must say it isn't the worst"

"Since when do you eat animals?"

"You make it sound weirder than it is" I chuckle stretching my arms and back. "I just have some trauma that I never worked on"

For the very first time since we walked inside, the room had a comfortable atmosphere. A thick uneasiness still filled the air, but way more manageable.

But even the almost execution was not able to shake off something that wasn't there before.

"I have never seen you that angry before, was almost hot" Shinyo rasped with a suppressed chuckle.

"Sweetie I am hot" I laughed with a smirk on my face "But really I just hate people not taking my rules seriously"

"Your rules?" He asked

"Yeah, I am the first therapist that they ever hired. Took way too much work to get in here and maybe if I go back I wouldn't work here in the first place" I looked down to Shinyo with a soft expression. No snarkiness or arrogant atmosphere surrounding me that can make blood boil hotter than Endeavour's butt.

"What would you have done then? You are pretty good at tormenting people from the inside out and apparently also from the outside" he asked, sincerity in his sharp eyes.

I laughed at his comment. Feeling pride rise in my chest for getting a compliment from him, a compliment that was meant as an insult but felt sincere.

"Therapist wasn't my first career choice if I am honest I-" I stopped for a moment, contemplating if I should tell "I wanted to be a singer"

"Singer?" He repeated. "Just a singer or like an Idol? Ooooh! Do you write your own songs?" He asked unusually interested.

"I also write yeah. But I stopped like uh... Four years ago? I had a fight with my best friend and we were a duo at a burlesque bar and after that, I didn't dare to go up on stage again" I rambled, feeling all the pain from our parting rise in my chest again. Gnawing at my heart.

"Aye, suppose that makes sense" He mumbled.

A quiet room was always either comfortable to dwell in or one of the most horrible feelings you could have. Around half a year ago we never had any of these unpleasant silences anymore. Now they only hold a pleasant comfort, like sleeping in with a lover for only five more minutes that turned into an hour. Listening to only the breathing and heartbeat of each other.

"Can you sing? Like now"

"Come again?"

"Like can you sing something"

"I don't know... Haven't sung in quite a long time"

He shrugged, lips curling into a grin "Aye but in that case, you have a good excuse for why you sound horrible"

I laughed at this with a smile. With a sigh, I started thinking about something I could sing.

"Any wishes?" I asked not sure what I should choose. There were too many good choices.

"If you've been in prison for this long anything would sound good as long as it is something"

"Alright, then I'll just choose what I like"

Taking a very deep breath I stand, preparing myself to sing after all these years.

Curling my lips and taking another moment to breathe before I just started singing whatever came to mind.

I wouldn't even have said that this was my worst performance. Sure I started off a little shaky with my voice and way more timid than what I was used to but I would give myself at least a decent.

After my song, there was a moment of silence. A phantom echo of my voice filling my ears and brain.

Shinyo whistled and clapped his hands.

"I expected worse."

"Oh fuck you"

"It was pretty good"

He complimented me. Shinyo complimented me, like actually.

"Thank you very much, I appreciate it" I grinned sheepishly. Rubbing my arms before sitting down on the floor with him.

"People tend to not give a single crap about stuff like that"

"What? Skill?"

"Yes actually, they just see well... A pretty woman, a pretty mutant woman that barely has any resemblance to a mutant"

"Doesn't sound like the worst thing that can happen, at least you can get some advantage out if it, sex sells after all"

"I know but nobody wants to be seen as a meat sack to be used however they like. Especially since mutant people as a whole have it difficult enough"

"Aye, you tell me"

"No offense or comparison but people with uteruses who are mutants have it even worse. They wanted to ban abortion and while I agree that it is a difficult topic it is very much needed nowadays"

"But they are killing children" he argued, not actually meaning anything bigger behind his words besides him wanting to challenge me.

"Well technically no, but let's say a guy that has like a cement type of mutation and is in a relationship with a nonmutant. The potential child could kill them because the body isn't made to carry babies that heavy"

"Aye but many would disagree and legal abortions are hard to come by"

"I have a brain that I use. Even if I personally would never get one doesn't mean there aren't times when it is the worst decision to be made"

He clicked his tongue "Aye, sure"

Things have changed a lot between us two. He seemed a lot more comfortable when we talked now.

The same applies to me, talking with him was the highlight of my day. I even stretched the times for as long as possible. Maybe it was getting too cozy inside of here. I should not talk with him so much about my private life and my own beliefs. Even if it was already too late now for changes.

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"Greetings!" I extend my hand to the man with the black hair. "The name is Howashi Amaya, I wanted to talk to you in private since you barely say anything to anyone"

"Fang Li" he growled, eyes sparkling with anger that changed when I stepped closer and sat down. "You smell"

"Hopefully good, I showered this morning and put on deodorant and perfume," I said almost feeling offended by his comment.

"You smell like him"

"Excuse me? Do you mean-?" I asked, having the feeling he meant Shinyo.

"Takami, yes"

Picking on my nails and pushing my lips together I tried to calm myself.

"Do you know where he is?"

Silence.

"We need to find him, the government is already chewing on our heads"

Silence and staring into my soul.

"Even if you only tell us a small hint that would be more than enough, you have no reason to cover for him and we might get you out of here sooner"

"I don't care"

Sighing as I stand up, climbing on top of the table to move closer to his face. Scrunching my nose and pointing at his face.

"Listen, I don't wanna do this-"

"You are lying, I will not tell you"

"Why? He betrayed you, if it wasn't for him you would still run around freely"

"I-" he stilled. Biting his tongue not to tell anything.

"Believe it or not but I would rather be doing something else as well. He.." I stopped for a moment before adding in a low whisper "He deserves the freedom as long as he would stop causing so much commotion"

"I'll tell you one thing and you tell me why you smell like him"

That would be a tough one. Having only one question is not enough, and asking for everything would not be possible with someone like him, he would probably shut it down as more questions.

"Where is he going?" I asked, hoping this was the best question to ask.

"To one of his clients where he is bringing his latest goods, I don't know the location"

Not helpful but a deal is a deal. I have to tell him regardless.

For some reason, he still eyed me differently, like he saw me somewhere else before but couldn't remember where.

"Is something wrong?" I asked leaning back again.

"Do you work in the Pink cavern?"

"Sometimes"

"Does it not belong to this Harima guy?"

"Since three years, yes" I answered without moving a muscle.

"Shit" he growled.

"Howashi" a voice that I believe to have heard too much recently. "A word"

Following the tall number two pro hero into his office while everyone stared at us surely was not something everyone was able to live through. I even hoped no one needed to.

Yet only one part about this made my heart beat faster. He knew something or at least had a feeling about something I was not too keen on telling even when my life would be on the line.

"What can I help with?"

"Cut the bullshit" he spat "Did you help him?"

"Help who with what?"

My hands felt shaky.

"Did you help Takami escape"

My heart was racing.

"Why would you think that?" I asked calmly.

"Who else?"

"Imawashi maybe"

"Don't lie to me"

"I didn't"

"Oh yeah? Then why the fuck was he able to escape then? No one just walks out of there, you and I both know that"

I had to be a better liar for now. No one needed to know I was there that day.

"I know that and I didn't help him. I have no idea how he did it but when you have the answer please call me"