#so dissapointed knight lost

[crocuta1]

Wayyyy late splatfest art my baaaddddd

[leoascendente]

PAC/ Who's thinking about you? ✨️

Hi my loves! ❤️ Welcome to this new pac about the person who has you currently on their mind. As always, take only what resonates with you and leave what doesn't. Take a deep breath before choosing your pile and pick the one that calls you the most, hope you like it :)

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Pile 1/Pile 2/ Pile 3

Pile 1:

Who and why?:

(Cards: 3 of wands, 4 of cups rev, 8 of swords rev, death/ ace of pentacles, 7 of swords rev, 4 of pentacles, hermit rev)

I feel a friendship vibe from this pile, this is a person that you thought would be in your life for a really long time, you felt really happy and fulfilled by this person's side, everything seemed to be fie but something happened that you lost contact with eachother, for some I see you had to consciously pull them off your life because they were becoming a toxic influence. Even though you had future plans with this person, maybe a travel or something like that, you decided to leave them behind or the relationship ended before aything bad could happen to you. I feel this was a friendship of yours who was troublesome but you didn't realize of their true colors until it was late, I see here that you really loved and appreciate them deeply and their actions after the separation dissapointed you, like the kind of people that talks bad at your back so they look nicer to the eyes of others.

This person feared that you could find out some truths about them that they wanted to keep hidden, I'm also hearing 'copycat' energy so this person was trying to make theirs your ideas or projects, this person lacks originality and have to absorv it from others like a parasite, even if sounds bad. I really feel that the person who decided to cut off this relationship was you in order to protect yourself and your wellbeing, it might sound weird but it seems like everything was fine on the outside but there was a perceptible tension in the air that you were avoiding or not giving the proper importance to. They are thinking about you because you were a lighthouse for them, their life was better when you were on it and they know it.

Future actions:

(Cards: queen of wands rev, wheel of fortune rev, page of swords, queen of swords)

This person will try to enter your life again, expect a suddent text message or call from them, it has taken them a lot of effort to do it and I even see the have written you before but never sent the message. I take the queen of swords as an advice for you to act more strategicaly and, if you feel like responding the message or call, do it in a cold way because they are coming from a place of interest not love, and might even try to force an argument to prove you wrong. This person is projecting a lot of things over you because they feel small, even more if this separation between you two happened a long time ago, this person feels frustrated about the fact that you could move on and they don't, they might even be jealous of how your life is currently going and the blessings you are receiving. Things look to be moving against this person and they saw you as their lucky charm, now that they don't know how to get out of the circumstances they created, they are coming back into your life for you to save them. Be intelligent my dear, don't let them manipulate you because those are their intentions, play smart.

Pile 2

Who and why?:

(Cards: 7 of wands, hanged man, 3 of swords rev, 10 of pentacles/ knight of swords rev, 5 of wands, 5 of cups rev, empress rev)

Gosh, this person is intense as hell, the kind of person that always has their guard up because thinks that the whole world is against them, always on fight or flight mode. You had a fight or argument with this person that led to break the relationship, this person might be a pisces sun or moon, this person is really defensive and rarely take things lightly, it feels like living in survival mode, it could be a family member for what I'm feeling. For a little amount of you I see that this person could be a love interest that kept you moving back and forth but never commiting to you, they used you for their own interest and avoiding facing the truth of their behavior, this person, whoever it is, is really conflictive within themselves and with the world, they don't know how to keep and care the relationships in their life. If you resonate with the love interest option, this person might be dealing with someone that will treat them the same way they treated you, they are about to receive a heavy karmic lesson.

This person was a little jealous of you, and instead of being ispired by your energy they saw you as a threat even though it was never your intention to make them feel that way. I see that this person holds so much anger and rage within that they need to create any excuse to start an argument so they can release those emotions in a toxic way with people that don't really deserve it. You know that kind of people that get yelled at on their work by their boss and act submissive but when they arrive home they start yelling at everyone the way they wish they yelled at their boss? Well, that's the kind of vibe I'm getting from this person. They think of you from time to time but when you appear in their mind they try hard to pull you away from their thoughts, they have remorse and they know why, they are just avoiding reality and the consequences of their own actions.

Future actions:

(Cards: 4 of pentacles, tower rev, 10 of swords rev, 6 of cups)

This person really misses you, with two 10 cards in their spread I feel like they have solved some issues that were a trouble in your relationship when you were dealing with eachother, right now they feel more positive but they still have this melancholic energy when it comes to you because they know that they could end up things in a more positive light, . They are not going to approach you, their pride is too big for that but, they think about you pretty often and, when they do, they feel remorse and guilt, they know that you were a good influence for them and are aware that their behavior was a burden that caused all the disaster. Anyway, this person thinks that you made them really happy and miss those joyful moments, they know you are a good person and recognie all the good things you made for them, they might be even looking for you in other people because I keep hearing on repeat on my mind the song Glimpse of us (beautiful song but with a very toxic message, it's singed by joji, in case you want to check it)

Pile 3:

Who and why?:

(Cards: star rev, 7 of cups rev, page of wands, strenght rev/ justice, judgement, 4 of swords, page of swords)

This might be a love interest that ghosted you and, for what it seems, for no reason, but in fact they really had serious reasons to pull you away, it might not be ghosting per se but right now there's no contact between you two for any given reason, like things just got cold. This person had a lot of unsolved bussinesses in their life that they needed to be attended by the moment they met you, this person might look very outgoing and resolutive on the outside but there's a deep anxiety they are trying very hard to hide, they might even be using sports as an scape mechanism to stop thinking about everything that's currently on their table. There's a lot of attraction between both of you and this person feels it very intensely, you left a significative mark on them and they can't forget about you, and in fact, they don't want to forget you at all but now they don't feel enough for you, or at least, like they can't offer you what you deserve.

The why is a little more complex than what I expected, for some there could be legal matters involved that they had to solve, maybe this is some kind of forbidden relationship and this person was in the middle of a divorce, whatever it is, law is involved here, for those who don't, they are going through a serious karmic lesson. This person has you on high regard and wants to offer you something real and stable but they know that the circumstances weren't the right ones, they want to present themselves as the perfect match for you and, instead of being honest and tell you about what's going on in their life they decided to let things at pause waiting for the perfect moment to come back.

Future actions:

(Cards: 3 of swords rev, high priestess, hierophant, knight of cups)

This person is coming back into your life with their heart on their hands ready to give it to you, they see you as their counterpart and they regret deeply for not acting correctly with you. Now that their problems are solved they want to come back but they have this fear of you having the door closed for them, I see they have an apology and an explanation for you but they are scared that you might reject them for their behavior. They've been thinking a lot about you and you have probably thought a lot about them too, even have some psychic glimpses of this person like dreams or intuitive toughts. Expect soon a contact from this person, they won't take too long. There's a soulmate/ twin flame connection between you two, and even if this person don't know about this kind of connections they know that there's something special here and that your connection and chemistry is true.

[dudewhy3]

Hi Cris!

I hope you're doing well🖤

Are the train asks still open? :D

If no, I'm sorry, but if yes, I was thinking about your Medieval AU, where Annie is Armin's knight, and all this jazz... So if you could share some more thoughts about this AU, it would be lovely :3

Hi, Anna! 💙

I am alright, thank you, and i hope you're doing well yourself! :D and yes, the train asks are still open– and they will stay open until Sunday because of circumstances :))

Onto your ask now!! The Medieval AU!!

Armin grew up as the prince of his kingdom, but his ascending to the throne had always been a far thought– his grandfather was king and his father was young and healthy, so he never had to worry much about that. Until an enemy assault took the citadel by surprise one night, and his father unfortunately lost his life. His grandfather, left badly injured, appointed Armin as the future King– and so, he needed a knight, as to not have the same faith as his late father. But not just any knight, the best knight, the most extraordinary knight in the land, the world even.

They organised a contest– the greatest and most talented knights in the country were called, and asked to duel one another until only one remained standing. He who won all duels shall be appointed the heir's knight, and recieved to the citadel with honors. The contest unfolded, and word started going around that there was one man who would win duels in less than a minute, yet never take his crest off. The rumors reached Armin’s ears, so, when the last duel was to take place, he decided to watch– but from a safe distance, for he wouldn’t want to put himself in danger, and his advisor wouldn’t let him go alone.

So he dressed modesty, in plain washed out clothes, and headed for the arena. On his way there, he bumped into a woman in a great rush– her voice was harsh when she scolded him, her eyes sharp, yet he found himself fascinated by her; the way she carried herself; the way her hair swayed in the wind with her hasty step. But before he could adress her, the woman disappeared, and he remained standing in the busy market, staring at the spot she once stood– and he would have stayed there a long time just recalling their encounter had his advisor not stirred him away, for the last duel was about to start.

They barely made it in time, and stood in the back as to not draw attention on themselves. The first knight emerged for his chambers. But his oponent, the man of few seconds as he was known between the people, was nowhere to be seen. The crowd waited expectantly, murmurs started ensuing, growing louder and louder. Armin was starting to feel dissapointed, for he had looked forward with such enthusiasm to meeting this marvelous knight– when he emerged from the side of the arena, gave no explanation of his delay. Sure enough, before a full minute had passed, his oponent had fallen to the ground. Armin found himself fascinated by this strange man's quickness and raw talent, and descended from his place of hiding, demanding that his future knight showed his face.

Except, it wasn't a man at all, but a young woman with pale complexion and fair hair, and sharp blue eyes he would recognize anywhere. The maiden he had bumped into earlier that day, who had captivated him so deeply. A woman by the name of Annie Leonhart, who had proven herself to be the greatest knight in the land, and who was now bound for life to protect him.

[th-xeno]

I. have thought about doing it for a while. and the recent drama's multiplied it. so, even if it's unusual for me,

an analysis of Mlynar Nearl (and the Nearls' arc as a whole) and Why He Is My Premium and Beloved Babygirl.

tbh at first I almost hated him when I read Maria's event. he seemed like an arrogant holier-than-thou asshole and I was like, you know what? fuck you for me and my little girl! she just wants to be a knight like her sister! 

but in Near Light, I started to like him. he was just so tired, so hopeless. he said he was dissapointed, but asked his friend to protect his nieces. his said he didn't care, but protected the Infected under assassins' attack. 

and then I thought, he lies. constantly, but mostly to himself. because he's not an arrogant asshole. he's just... so bad at feelings.

so deeply broken.

and now the Obscure Wanderer arrived and Oh My God.

first of all, there're multiple times when he says the exact opposite to what he does, so let's take this knowledge and come back to the start, Maria's event. 

he doesn't say "you're weak and useless to defend our glory" or "your sister is better than you" like I thought at the time. no, he tries to say, he wants her not to risk her life. not to let the system break her light like it broke almost everyone in his family. 

his brother and sister-in-law were great knights that fought for the glory of their country, and now they're gone. the system threw them away like garbage. his niece fought for their family, for the chivalric ideals, and she was hunted and then exiled. 

and finally, Mlynar himself. an idealist that found out, there's no point in fighting the capitalism. there's no hope. and between losing life in endless conspiracies and losing himself working for corporations but helping his family to survive, he chose the latter. 

but Maria didn't need to choose. she could be free of the weight of the noble titles, of the useless principles, and yet she chose to fight - and almost got killed, if not for her sister.

of course Mlynar was pissed. 

moreover, he was pissed because Margaret came back in the first place. she could have live a happy life far away from this rotten place. she didn't need to risk all of it for the country that will never remember her efforts. he was afraid for her. 

and then, Near Light. Nearl the Radiant Knight.

Mlynar saw her actions as a reflection of his own faults. Margaret tried to play the system's rules to change it, but Mlynar knew it was pointless. the system didn't care. the Radiant Knight will be forgotten, just like her parents. 

but when Margaret came back, she was different, and maybe she understood her uncle more then anyone.

she, too, saw defects of the system (how the Infected were treated). she, too, went through the war (with the Reunion).

but she didn't lose hope.

I may overanalyse it, but I guess she knew the power of the symbolic action because of Talulah. Talulah fucked up the Reunion, she lost, she was insane - and yet the Reunion didn't die in Chernobog, because Infected acknowledged that they can change the world. 

and Margaret tried to do the same. it didnot matter if she won or lost. it didnot matter if her false infection was made public.

she was the Light in the Darkness. she stood up for the weak. she was a Knight.

and that awakened something in Mlynar.

he decided to help the Infected so his family can leave in peace. to help the weak. to restore justice. to do the very same that he thinks a knight must do.

and so, he acknowledged the power of Margaret’s actions. that she really can change something. because she changed him.

she awakened hope in him, and he needed time to proceed it. 

and so (in less than 800 words haha) I come to the main topic, Mlynar's event. and oh boy, this i-am-not-a-knight is more knightly that many.

he shits on knighthood not out of hatred for chivalry, but out of belief in it. the modern knights do not care about the weak, so he doesn't want to be a knight nor be called one. because he is not interested in fight, but in help.

and he doesn't want anyone to see it.

stop corrupted corporation of taking important task? what a naive assumption! 

help two infected girls to stop the riots? pfft, what a joke.

fight a corporation so they don't hunt an innocent? MAYBE YOU'LL ALSO SAY HE HELPED CHILDREN IN DANGER??? 

but unlike in his youth, he doesn't challenge the system, doesn't try single-handedly to change the world. small changes that can make a little better.

gentle light, not blinding.

he hates what his country has become, but still - even as an ordinary man - even lying to himself - tries to make it better. that's why he want everyone to leave but himself. because deep down in his cynical, angry, depressed personality still lives an idealistic knight. 

still lives a hopeful man that believes that his brother and his sister-in-law are alive. that his family can be whole again, even if no one else do. 

he just cares for his family so deeply. he wants his nieces to live happily (somewhere else). wants them not to repeat his mistakes (even if it breaks their dreams). wants their parents back. he just can’t properly express himself. 

but the funniest thing? I think they know it. Margaret, because she knows how bad his trauma is. Maria, because she could see how office work and Margaret’s exile changed him. Zofia, because she knew him well enough.

and so, all of them were happy when he went to Rhodes Island. because they did the world better, and maybe will make Mlynar feel better. 

as a conclusion,,, GOD his depression and burnout are so big. TAKE THIS MAN TO THERAPY. HONEYBERRY, SAVE THE DAY. I LOVE HIM SOOOO MUCH. MY GRUMPY ANGY BABYGIRL.

[romanarose]

Hello there ✨️ love your work 💕 I'm a long time fan 🫶🏼. I've been on tumblr a few years now, but I'd never found the courage to post anything of my own til now. I've been feeling a little optimistic these days, and genuinely excited about posting some of my writing and sharing it with the people out here. Do you have any advice on how to start posting and interacting from scratch? Cause I'm low-key nervous abt it and it seems like my target audience has already formed a solid community I don't know how to get into 🥺

Wow, this might be the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me wowie!!!!!!

okay let me tell my advice

The numbers don't equal quality. Certain things appeal to people more, like shorter stories, straight up smut, Joel Miller gets way more than when I write Marc. I think one of my best works was my Marc X Jewish!Reader series, Seattle, but it idnt get anywhere really even at the height of moon knight popularity bc people dont read OC's esp ethnic oc's. Put your heart into it and those who enjoy it will enjoy it. I had a William Miller series that averaged like 8-20 notes per chapter but I had a handful of readers I knew adored it and thats what mattered

This site is so much better with interaction. PLEASE DON"T ONLY INTERACT FOR THE SAKE OF GETTING FRIENDS WHO"LL REBLOG!! However, if you dont already, make sure you are reblogging stories and leaving nice words! Me personally, if someone reblogs regularly and leave nice words, espcially things that show they really paid attention, I usually just follow back bc I love friends. Im happy to get to know you!

Yes, it's hard sometimes to break it. It took a few months for me to get into the Oscar Issac writer circles, and then when I started writing Pedro it took a while too but I always reblogged and tried to communicate and I made friends. Isn't it crazy we can just.... become friends with our fav writers? Obvs Im not friends with all my favs but MOST of my favs became my friends <3

It's kinda annoying to me bc Im bad at it but aesthetics help. Title, a picture to catch eyes, summary, warnings, note. Try to make it look nice. Im really had at this LMFAOOOOOO. My lovely friends have made my best looking banners. If you have graphic design skills, use them! i wish i didn't have to but it does help catch readers when you have an interesting headers and everything looks pretty.

Few technicals. Use the readmore option. No one wants to reblog a LOOOOOONG story and clog up the feeds. Use as many correct tags as you can. Tag any triggering content. And I'm the worst at this but proof read. Im bad at proof reading, everyone who reads my work knows spelling, grammar, wrong words are a common issue I have bc Im bad at typing. When I still had word on my laptop I started typing in word and using text to speach to help me catch stuff!

Keep at it! IDK where you know my work, weather moon knight, triple frontier or tlou or whatever but all those fandoms right now are like.... a little less active. So don't be dissapointed if it takes a while. With TLOU, theres SOOOOOOO many amazing writers. With Moon Knight theres just less buzz rn. If you write for lesser known characters like Llewyn Davis or Will Miller, you probs won't reach the notes of established writers in Joel Miller. Just the reality. the point is keep going, find what you like and what gets people excited and go from there

This is the most important. Write what you want. I mean it. I love writing Will Miller because he's my special man <3 even though it's a small fanbase. My series Rooms On Fire, a lot have lost interest bc its a long series. That's okay! I love the series and it makes me happy to write it. I wrote a few Miguel O'Hara stories because, I'm being honest here, I wanted to capitalize on the hype. Guess what? They weren't good. I'm not proud of them. Since then, I write what Im inspired to.

THIS SHOULD BE FUN AND IF AT ANY POINT, IT"S NOT FUN STOP AND FIGURE OUT WHY

feel free to say hi off anon! I'm always happy to get to know new people. If you like Triple Frontier, I have a discord server that is pretty much open to everyone! I'm trying to revive it and you can share your works and meet knew people!

Anon or not, let me know if you have any questions!

[martyrbat]

batman: the knight #1

[ID: two images to reflect parallels in different panels. In both images it's raining as Alfred Pennyworth and Bruce Wayne are walking down the stairs of the Gotham City Police Department building and to their car. In both it's nighttime and there's cops standing by the door in black raincoats.

The first image is Bruce as a child after his parents died. He's being gently escorted by Alfred, a loving hand on his shoulder as Bruce is in shock. Bruce is wearing a jacket that's too big cor him and is being shielded from the rain by Alfred. Alfred is holding an umbrella over them and in the first panel, he is protectively looking over his shoulder at one of the officers before focusing back on Bruce. The GCPD building is bathed in light and there's a soft hazy fog that surrounds it, reflecting the outoor lighting.

In the second image, Bruce is a teenager and it's after Alfred bailed him out from being arrested for underground fighting. Alfred is in a coat and walks ahead, not waiting to fully open his umbrella before being in the rain. He isn't looking at Bruce or holding the umbrella over him, nor is he escorting him anymore. Bruce guiltily follows him from a few feet back, still not wearing a shirt and getting drenched in rain. Neither of them say anything. The officers' shadows are casted long against the GCPD building as the night's atmosphere is noticeably more cold. The lights inside of the GCPD building aren't as bright or warm as they once were, and the outdoor ones are dull in compairson to before. END ID]

[xiaophilia]

SAGAU | Villain Au! Part 3!

「 ⸙The Divine One⸙ 」

۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪┊Yandere!Genshin Impact Harem x Gender neutral! Reader

‣I made Albedo an outcast for plot purposes. I'm kinda dissapointed with how it went ngl. Also did u see Albedo in the trailer??? like he's so pretty :0 also Bennett naruto running

✎...Includes: Albedo, Kaeya, <Mentioned : Jean, Sucrose, Timaeus and Klee >

❬Tw: injury, blood, culti behavior, religious theme, hints of murder (if you squint), soft yandere (not obvious but it's still there) ❭

Under the cut

❬⸙: ❝Act 2: Saviour ❞ :⸙❭

Albedo, the once famed alchemist hailed from beyond Mondstadt. He who was once a respected individual within the Knights—now reduced to nothing but an outcast.

He who was os​tra​cized as a punishment for doubting and labeling their God as a fake. Such lies—Albedo would never dare dream of ever doubting his beloved deity. What he said was the truth and nothing will change that. Those idiotic fools really thought of that disgusting imposter as their creator, it almost made him laugh—that foolish being is nothing but a tiny insect compared to his deity.

What a complete insult.

He knew from the moment they stepped into Mondstadt—from the moment Acting Grand Master Jean introduced their identity, that they were not his God. He knew for he was Khaenri'ahn. For he has more connection towards his deity, more than those foolish Archons who call themselves your most devoted devotees, can ever dream of. And if they truly were how come they didn't recognize the fake from the real?

Trapped within the icy cold mountain of Dragonspine with skilled adventurers lurking around the boarders of the mountain, if ever he plans to escape.

Albedo frowns after he yet again remembers those words Jean had said to him. "Not until you're on your knees begging for apology, you shall freeze in the harsh mountains of Dragonspine. You're quite lucky their majesty is merciful. So just apologize Albedo."

Apologize? There is no need for that. He was only telling the truth after all. And what does she mean by merciful? If they truly were then he wouldn't be in this state. (though it would be a different story if it was his true God who did this to him)

Even so becoming an outcast never really did bother Albedo—after all he was never someone interested in relationships. His interest were centered more around alchemy and of course, worshipping his God—And he never really worries about food since his assistants Sucrose and Timaeus and sometimes Klee come to visit him every once in a while to bring him rations—though it does annoy him how often they beg for him to just apologize so that he can go back to Mondstadt even if his answer remains unchanged they won't stop bugging him.

But none of that matters now. Not when he has so much more important matters to attend. He could insult them all he wants- later.

After all— his God was here. Though he did meet them in a battered state fighting for their lives in the arms of a certain Cavalry captain who he may or may not have harbored a feeling of small hatred for but they're here. Safe and sound in his little cabin—Away from those vile vermins who still had the face to call themselves your worshipper after harming you like this.

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A sigh leaves Albedo's lips. It's been a week days since they've arrived at his cabin yet they haven't shown any signs of waking up- though it should no surprise considering how deep their wound was. They must've lost a lot of blood, even before arriving at his lab.

But they were asleep for too long and he and Kaeya were starting to get antsy.

He was quite lucky he still had a few rolls of bandages and some healing items he used to heal himself when he gets hurt during his experiments or else it would've been too late. And if Kaeya had arrived a little later, they wouldn't have survived. And he can't even imagine what would happed if they ever died. All hell would break loose—literally.

Putting down his sketch book aside he slowly approaches your bed. Eyes scanning your bandaged body. His hand reaching out to tuck a stray hair away from your face. A smile on his face as he admires your sleeping visage.

Though the smile didn't last long as his eyes drift to your bandaged stomach. The once white cloth now drenched in gold and a tint of red. 'It seems that I must change it again'

Grabbing the clean roll of bandage from the cabinet he carefully starts to undress the wound. It was deep. His smile now replaced with a frown as he recalls his reaction when he first saw their state. He was certain he felt his blood boil. Torn clothes—with bruises marred all over their body while blood seeped from their wonds painting their clothes in gold and red.

He grits his teeth. Pathetic fools. Those absolute idiots. How dare they harm you?And those Favonious scums. After all you've done for them— this is what they repay you? Ungrateful idiots.

But there's no need to worry. He's here. He'll protect you. You're safe now.

(._. )

Taglist!

@yes-ter-night @shadowfoxey @cynettic @I-chaan (I'm sorry I can't tag you for some reason) @valenrien @lunalily19 @5-stirling-heartstrings

[fumikomiyasaki]

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders (I haven’t been here in a while SO HI xD thought it’d be nice for Tristan to give Fabio a good blanket after Fabio had a long day!)

The Five Senses

Good to see you in my inbox again, I missed you. ^^

The rabbit boy was too busy to really consider that the air slowly got colder in the lounge... he was working on some of his new bracelets he wanted to gift some people and got lost in the craftsmanship. Tristan was in the same room and red something... waiting for Carol to come back from her stroll with a certain knight so they could go back to their school.

He slowly noticed that Fabio next to him seemed to shiver and took a blanked from another seat and slowly placed it over his shoulder surprising him.

“Huh its more warm... Mister Tristan, thank you so much.”

“You don’t have to always be formal, I am glad to help.”

Fabio sighed. “Old habits from my village don’t  die that easy... I also still have to get used to the cold it seems.”

His ears lightly fell down as if dissapointed as Tristan patted him on his shoulder.

“You can’t do much against that but... I would recomend wearing a warmer uniform... your arms are exposed a lot.”

“Its cause I can’t find much in my size.”

“Then how about I make you something.”

Fabio got up a little excited.

“You could do that?”

Tristan pushed his glasses up and smiled. “Anything for a dear friend, right?”

As Fabio showed him a bright smile, they both noticed Carol coming in the room.

“I am glad you two get along that well. Now then we sadly need to go.”

Tristan nodded. “I will tell you when we do the first meassurements.”

“Got it.” Fabio waved them both goodbye as they left.

[sunnyaurabell]

Blue Axolotl Heir

Hear me out, the blue axolotl Lizzie told it will be the heir to the ocean empire it haven't born yet and I thought a lot on it. So here's all my ideas about it. Also thanks to @undead-nettles for always listening my ramble about this.

The ocean empire court keeps coming more and more to ask if the ocean hasnt blessed Lizzie enough to bring the heir to born then a letter arrives without a name that just say: 

"tick tock... tick tock

Time is running your majesty

Nobles are waiting...

Where is the heir?"

And she lives in fear since that arrived

Lizzie comes to have more breeding sesions in all the free time shes not going with her duties and the axolotl still havent came.

She havent tell about the letter to anyone, not even Joel or Sir Strawberry or Lady Marcelline. She's not gonna bring up something that doesn't matter right? Its fine, is just some meaningless threat

Why worry her guards and husband only for a letter? But that doesn't stop her from glancing over her shoulder with quiet anxiety sometimes

She starts to require more knights while she's resting, the only moment when she cant protect herself. She only feels safe being in Mezalea or going to the coral reef

The letters keep coming more agressive

She kept ignoring those but one arrived while she was with Joel and she got really nervous in that moment, and he notices that from there. Joel doesnt want to go anymore to the breeding sesions and lefts Lizzie alone on those. Everytime he cames to visit she on there trying to the axolotl to born, knowing Lizzie is at least safe in there… he starts to invest his time in know who is coming with those threats

He just thought it was something silly to do together not something of big impact. Also he growns tired that the only thing they do after he was there when that threat came, is more breeding sessions as it that will solve the threats

Then Lizzie keeps with the breeding in hopes that the blue axolotl will born and that will make the threats  stop without involving anyone else, Joel is already involved and she didnt wanted that. But it doesn't cames, still she keeps inviting Joel to those even when she knows he will avoid it.

He calmy talks with her about why more breeding sesions is not going to solve anything, they do argue but its more like Joel being frustrated about why she won't talk to him and her just not wanting to explain. They walk away, not furious but frustrated at each other and feeling guilty, Joel can't work out how to get Lizzie to talk to him and Lizzie wants to tell Joel but wants to keep him out of her troubles.

Joel just dont get how poisonous the ocean court nobles could get to be, in Mezalea he doesnt have one. And Lizzie thinks he doesnt understand how important is to her to have an heir.

Lizzie heard rumors of the smallholding queen having one and she got really prepare to try to trade all she could offer for it then Pearl says is not open to trade since it was a gift from Sausage but at least she could allow Lizzie to see the blue axolotl, now Lizzie's  deception on the matter when she saw is just a cyan one.

Pearl knows its not a blue axolotl and so does Sausage, he just says its blue because it kinda is. Its arguably blue just not that blue. Both rulers were saying it was blue but not that blue and the true get lost while a rumors are spread and somehows it came to arrive to the ocean empire court.

 "Did you heard of the blue axolotl that born in land? What a shame it would be for our queen if she couldn't be blessed with one in the ocean"

Pearl's comment of "Cause that will be such a dissapointment" is also included in the rumors. So now, not only Lizzie's court is aware that she havent give an heir for her kingdom. The ocean empire being heirless have came to be know for other kingdoms too.

Sausage helps Lizzie out with getting the blue axolotl she craves to redeem himself after… everything

He tells Lizzie if he found one surely it would be gifted to her, but when he found it Lizzie already breed one blue, he gives it anyways. So is not only one but 2 blue axolotls heirs, they just so happened to be born on the same day.

Sausage bring the one he promised the same day Lizzie breeds one blue, he knows because she shrieks in excitement from her dome. Sir Strawberry cames when shes in the coral dome saying the mythland king bought her something. Lizzie proceds to say to wait a moment, she busy right now. He replies that is something blue.

"Something blue?" And there, she breeded a blue axolotl, Lizzie calls them twins.

After seeing she breeded one in her own Sausage jokes about keeping his axolotl then and Lizzie's like "And separate the twins?! how dare you" also joking.

She calls Joel to show him the babies before announce it to her people, Sausage leaves before Joel arrives, he lefts the marriage alone cause is something private.

Joel stays that night with lizzie and the twins, he is so excited to meet his kids. Their names are Iris and Rain, Rain for rainbow fitting for Mezalea and Iris like the goddess of the rainbow. Lizzie raise them being non-gendered and they could later decide with what they are more comfortable with.

They stay like only heirs of the ocean, Joel thought of probably declare them heirs of mezalea as well but it not safe but since is a dry mesa and they need moisture they couldn't safely rule.

Joel visits his kids as much as he can, he hopes someday they could see Mezalea. They can visit with a bucket but it's not possible to just... let them explore. He'd try and set up water ways but the desert heat would dry them up. There also a cliff that connects with the ocean so they only can see Mezalea from afar if they dont want to stay in the bucket.

The twins grew up hearing big things of mezalea but never were able to see it for themselfs more than the bucket or in the cliff, it was Iris who cames with the idea of escape from the ocean. Then they planned to run errands one time while Lizzie and Joel were on a meeting of the kingdoms and the evaded the guards to go on explore and enjoy Mezalea for themselfs. They get a heat stroke and end up getting ill. Lizzie and Joel knew that the twins were missing after a ocean guard cames just to deliver the message, they leave one second after, Jimmy goes as well with them. They are worried out of their minds at the missing kids, Joel finds them not long after in the matral palace with a clone trying to rehydrate them and cool them off.

They got really surprised of the Joel clone who found them thinking it was their dad who was there, they knew of the clones but not of them being exactly as their dad.

No long after they got better, Lizzie and Joel go to the Grimlands to ask Fwhip to make two moving fishtanks since he's a tinkerer. Even when they didnt ask for it Fwhip adds a safety spot where things could be passed if the twins wanted something from outside without draining the tank.

With the tanks they could go more far away of mezalea if they wanted too, the clones are always in charge of push the tanks and a few ocean guards are there as well to protect them.

In this essay of the twins travelling to other kingdoms since they can and they should I will—. They got really spoiled by other rulers.

They have been in the Cristal Cliffs and Rivendell to see snow. They were really amused by the magic that could be used in the Cliffs and even were allowed at the wizard tower were clouds pass over the place. In the elven mountains everytime they go is directly to the greenhouse or the owl house.

They go more often to Mythland, the Smallholding since Pearl and Sausage are their god parents and the Codlands to  visit their uncle. They dont know how is but someway they learn to speak Mythland native language (spanish), is very pacific where Pearl lives but they really enjoy their stay there, they dont need their fishtanks being in the swamp that is the majority of their uncle kingdom.

When they were visiting the Undergrove they couldn't pet the the wolves, Shrub psicically can't high them enough to reach their safety spot. Next time they were with the gnome queen was in the Overgrown with Katherine being there too to high up the wolves. Also in the Overgrown, they always receive a lot of flowers crowns from the fae that live there, Katherine told them that the flowers are fine but never accept food from them unless she gives them food in their visits.

While they were on their first time at the Undergrove, Rain asked about those temples that could be seen at the distant jungle, Shrub just answer that only lost people make their lifes in the temples, and that they aren't lost and never will need to. The topic never came to be mentioned again.

The twins only visited Pixandria once, they still can remember the river where they could swim alongside the desert turtles and seeing the flying lanterns that were high at the vigil. At the Grimlands they pay attention most of all to the amethyst explosion thats is still in the forge everytime they are there.

[thefisherqueen]

Review of The Green Knight

As a lover of Arthurian legend and medieval reenactment and a once-upon medieval literature student, the new movie The Green Knight of course was on my to-watch list. Especially after reading qqueenofhades’ excellent essay. I finally watched the movie last week. And I have some Thoughts to share.

There are a lot of things to like about this movie. It was delightfully non-sensational and devoid of GoT-like violence and political power struggles. There was some really beautiful cinematography, partly thanks to the beautiful Irish mountains this movie was shot in. I love that TGK not just adopted, but instead reworked the legend. The main moral themes and outcomes, while not a literal copy, felt authentic to the Christian medieval context of the poem, involving questions around honor, courage, hospitality, greatness, humility and what it means to be a good knight, or even a good person. The movie made it beautifully clear that Gawain’s main problem could have been avoided had he just given the Green Knight a scratch, but because he chose to behead the knight while said knight was lying kneeling and harmless at his feet, there is no escaping from facing the consequence of that action, which is neatly echoed throughout the movie. The green knight, the knight with the green belt and the lord who goes hunting in the green. The lover, the saint and the temptress. What you give, you will receive, and the other way around. The cast was great (too asexual to be thirsty for Dev Patel, though, sorry). The messing up of the mistaken image of medieval europe as just white is also always appreciated. I too liked that the film didn’t care to explain some of the wonders and mysteries, like the giants and the saint who lost her head, they just were accepted as part of that world. Being somewhat puzzled and enchanted is sadly rare in media nowadays where everything has to be explained or else it’s a ‘plot hole’. The liberty this movie takes with time, with multiple possible versions playing out and the reoccuring circular motives were impressive. However, the film as a whole didn’t quite work for me and I don’t really care to rewatch it. I think there are two fundamental reasons why.

The first is that the viewer isn’t given reason to care about the main character. I think this choice is deliberate, as we see Arthur asking Gawain to tell a tale of himself to get to know him, and Gawain replies that he has none, and after Gawain takes on the Green Knight’s challenge as an opportunity to gain a tale for himself. Questions about telling and re-telling tales and achieving greatness are a central theme. However, this narrative choice poses a problem, as it results in a movie where we see Gawain wrestle through difficulties on his quest and he’s this strange identity-less puppet, escaped from the children’s puppet show. We as audience are set up to be detached from him, which makes it hard to root for his success or even his survival, despite how pretty and sad Dev Patel may look in a dirty-and-distressed state. This could have been solved without removing those identity themes by giving Gawain, if not great deeds, at least some establishment of his character at the start of the film. He doesn’t have to be likable, but he has to be something more than a drinker and brawler with a faint sense of wanting to prove himself. That is just not enough to make us attached to Gawain’s wellbeing and involved in the quality of his decision making. The rest of the movie doesn't quite build Gawain’s character either. We get that he’s uncertain and afraid, yes, but his actions remain inconsistent, his motivations unclear. His main character arch - that he needs to give up the protection of the enchanted green belt, needs to face fear and consequences rather than to rely on the treacherous protection of witchcraft - doesn’t come off the ground because we only learn close to the very end that the belt is a problem to the completion of his quest. That’s no arch, that’s an exhausting flat march and a sudden steep slope right before the finish line.   

The second problem ties into the first. Namely, you don’t need a strong emotional tie to the characters if there’s a light tone, an adventure with a side dish of some fun and humor perhaps. This movie, however, is anything but light. It’s dark. It’s grim. It’s cold. It’s wet. There’s exactly zero humor. Above all, it’s slow. So slow. Apart from an emotional connection, you also need a sit-on-the-edge-of-your-seat amount of story tension for this kind of dramatic tone and slow pace to work, and the script just doesn’t build that tension. A shot of Gawain riding through the moor after he leaves his home is just that: the confrontation with the Green Knight is still far away, there’s no looming threat we’re aware of, there’s nothing else to be told or resolved. Together with our emotional detachment it makes for a movie that switches between boring and ridiculously overdramatic, while occasionally looking stunning and taking on deeper questions and parallels. Overall it just makes for a frustrating viewer experience that lacks impact. I was left with a thorough “meh”. Which is a shame, because this movie is very interesting and could have been so good. That clever panning shot showing Gawain as a tied up skeleton should have been devastating. I should have been shouting “No DON”T do that, you IDIOT!” at the screen the moment Gawain scares away his adorable guardian fox. Instead, I couldn’t care less. Come on, Green Knight. Off with his head.    

Some final details to note: erotic movie scenes are normally already awkward, but the scenes in this movie take the usual akwardness next level. At least it’s handled consistently - whether straight or homoerotic, it’s basically all a dissapointment. (That cum shot has scarred my brain forever). Which has its own merit, I guess, but does make for an odd contrast to the camera’s loving, even somewhat objectiving depiction of Dev Patel and the way about every character tenderly touches his face. I’m left wondering what the point was of this choice. It tells something about Gawain’s failure to meet chivalry standards, maybe.  

The scenes which show witchcraft was used to make the Green Knight appear were rather cliché and I don’t think they added anything, as the Christian morality and consequences of relying on witchcraft are already addressed in the theme of the enchanted green belt. Also, it’s frustrating to keep seeing scratched-in runes used as literal magic. As far as our limited knowledge goes, runes were a whole writing system, magical only in the sense that writing something down can have a power of its own. Please, movie makers, think of something original.

Also, torches are terrible for indoor lighting. They burn out quickly and are horribly sooty, so it’s lanterns or candles you want indoors. But the use of the pentacle shown as a common talisman for protection rather than a specific symbol for evil or magic was nice. I’m not equipped to comment much on the choice of costumes and they didn't try to be accurate to a specific historic period and place anyway, but would have loved to see more men in long robes like the beautiful ones they gave king Arthur. Somehow, medieval themed movies only seem to go for the pants and knee-length tunic style for men, while long dress-like garments were in fact very common. Gawain’s beautifully patterned yellow mantle was the brightest point of the entire movie.      

[stellarpriestess]

Hey Krystal, hope you’re well lovely 💓 l wanted to request a tarot reading please (if you have the time) 🥺 Im SP (Leo) and I just had a break up with my ex JY (Gemini), I wanted to ask how he truly feels about me and what the reason was for him leaving me? He said he didn’t love me anymore, but I feel that there’s something not right thats hidden in the situation that I can’t access. Sending you lots of love and light ✨

Hello love, I would love to do a reading for you 💖 I asked how this ex of yours feels and I pulled - Knight of Swords, 4 of Cups, 2 of Cups. I dont think hes lying, hon. But there is a bit of oddness about it. With the 4 of Cups in the center it makes me feel as if he left because he feels dissapointed. Apathetic, even. He may feel as if the "flame" died out of the relationship. The surrounding cards are very fast-paced personalities, if he met anyone with these kind of Fire energy people, I believe it could be possible he may have gained interest by a person like that. I believe he may be used too relationships that are very passionate and fiery and ultimately, he felt like this relationship didn't have that kind of energy anymore, and so he lost interest. My cards want you to know that though this loss happened, this really isn't a loss for you. You have your head on your shoulders and a good foundation, your ex seems to be the kind of type to try to come back again, but dont be fooled if he does - you deserve someone that isn't so sporadic about how he feels about you. You deserved to feel balanced. I hope this helped in any way, and take care of yourself love💖

[otterskin]

I think I understand, to an extend, what you're going through. I had things I put too much faith in, that didn't worked out. Know that you aren't stupid for wanting this series to be comforting or putting faith in it or being hurt when it didn't. It's alright to be dissapointed and to have high expectations. You didn't do anything wrong or foolish! And, ah. Please, take care of yourself. I lost loved ones too, and I won't say no more - but please, find your old comfort book and read it again.

Aw, thank you, Anon. That is very sweet.

That is what I'm doing, when I'm not at my new very tiring job. I've fallen back into nostalgic comics for the most part. Hey, did you see Bleach recently returned from the dead? Yeah, that's some goooood nostalgia, inject it into my veins. Swords and Buddhist Mythology and Christian Mythology and cool art and more swords and mad scientists and masks, oh my, it's everything I ever loved as a teen. I look forward to jumping back in there...skillfully avoiding the unfortunate sexism as I go. Sigh. Nothing is perfect.

I wish I didn't feel how I feel about the LOKI show. It hurts that it ended up hurting me when I most needed comfort. Perhaps my expectations were too high, but they have been met before, and at the end of the day I want to like things. I'm even more stressed now thanks to the job (yay 15 hour days and text messages from the boss with multiple ??? indicating upsetness at all hours) and legal proceedings with dad stuff and roommate disagreements and...everything else...so sometimes it hits me just how much I needed that LOKI show to be good and how much it let me down...

And then I start re-reading Into the Deepwoods again because Chris Riddell's illustrations really are sublime and I've always loved them since I was a wee tyke.

Thank you for your concern. It does help, knowing I'm not alone in disappointment. It also helps that there are other things I can care about.

I am also watching lots of weird movies with friends. Trying out Hong Kong cinema, dabbling more in my personal fave Giallo (thank you Arrow Video service), seeking out weird Czech stop-motion films, and having movie nights with the oddest films we can find (On the Silver Globe is up next!)

And hey - Green Knight was an absolute triumph, and that, too, adapted the mythology I loved dearly as a child. There are still people out there doing this stuff right and it feels like a good, long hug.

...but sometimes...I just wish LOKI had been the sanctuary I needed it to be. It was that show I looked forward to during the darkest moments of my year. And that's something I have to grieve and process along with all my other grief.

Maybe it can be that for me still. More practice at how to grieve.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Even villains have their lowest moments... even Chisaki

Overhaul/ Chisaki Kai x reader

You got out of the shower and sighed in bliss woth the warm feeling of the vapor and the sweet scent of your shampoo and soap enveloping the environment.

New years eve and you had already passed with some friends and a little with your family, bit what you really wanted now was to have a relaxing rest of night... you weren't interested on big parties anyway so it wasn't a big deal.

Your boyfriend had invited you to pass the event on the yakusa but you explain it your situation to him and surprisingly he agreed.

"That's understandable. I'm not a fan of these huge events either."

Maybe it was passing something om TV that could maybe catch your interest? Maybe even cook something or a take out?

You said it to him you would see him just as early on the other day and that was about it. You noticed the slight hint of dissapointment in his eyes... poor man was trying to convince you to move in with him for at least one month by now...

You sighed with a smile to yourself as you wear it your night clothing and picked a towel to dry, even if just a bit, your hair.

You froozed in fear when you saw a figurine hunched up on the couch of your apartment. You did remember that you HAVEN'T invited anyone over AND that you did lock the door.

You, a yakusa's lover already on guard, slowly went to grab a weapon to defend yourself before you recognized the iconic green jacket with the purple feathers.

"Kai?" You said uncertainty before turning on the lights.

Indeed was him, slightly covered by some snowflakes which were already melting...

He didn't even look up to greet you, he just hummed and stayed with that... empty yet sad look in his usual arrogant and terrifying golden eyes of his.

"H... How did you get in? I thought I locked the door?" You looked at the direction of the entrance of your apartment to see that nothing had changed at least.

You turned back to Kai, whose lifted his gloved hand up, overhauling his own glove before returning nack as a form of response.

Ah... his quirk, you forgot for a second.

"What happened my devil? Didn't wanted to be social on that gathering?" You joked, feeling more at ease since Chisaki was here.

"... I wasn't feeling on my best." He said numbly, not even breaking his gaze with the floor as you hesitantly sitted besides him.

You hummed in understatement before you looked around in nervousness, anything that could make you break that thin yet strong barrier of your stubborn boyfriend's... emotions.

"Do you want something? Like... tea or anything at all?"

His eyebrows furrowed for a moment in thought before he sighed 'tea' tiredly as he placed his elbows on his open legs.

"Tea it is." You smiled at hik for a moment before making your way to your small kitchen.

Without you noticing, Chisaki watched you from the coner of his eyes dissapering from the room...

Dammit...

"So~ I hope you don't mind if it is chamo-" you stopped talking as soon as you noticed that Kai was still in the same place, this time without his jacket on, but rubbing his arms... stoic face always present.

"Something dirty?" You placed down the cups on the coffee table as you looked around "I swear I cleaned this thing just the day before yester-"

"Is not." He said harshly and irritatedly "Is only... cold." He scoffed when you got out of the room and soon flinched at the contact of some material being placed on his shoulders.

"Is only a blanket mister, calm down!" You giggled putting your hands up in the air in defence, receiving another scoff from his as he reached for his cup.

You soon sitted down besides him again, keeping your distance, happily picking on your own cup and savoring his sweetness and warm.

He stared at the cup and furrowed his eyebrows, like he was looking at something in pure disgust and hatred, before he took a tentative sip.

"So... something happened? You don't usually comes in here... especially when it's snowing outside."

"I already told you." He said in annoyance before taking another sip and placing down his cup.

Woah... the tea was gone.

"How..?" You said still staring at the cup in awe... that thing was hot.

"If you don't drink it while it's hot, then its not tea." He said in a manner of a fact tone of voice as he layed his back on the couch and shifeted a bit as he stared numbly at his front.

"Not just as comfortable as yours huh? I know." You said giggling, receiving a... wait, hurted look?

He looked in complete... defeat. He was not looking at your eyes bit the meaning of that sounded like a silent plea for you to help him... even despite his annoyed look.

"Kai? Seriously... I'm worried. What happened?" Hee sighed again annoyingly before looking at you with only cold eyes.

"I already said it. Want me to rub on your face or say it out loud for every neighborhood of yours hear?" He said darkly, glaring down at you.

You sighed in hopeless and layed your back on the couch as well, staring at the ceiling...

It was difficult when you wanted to help someone but that person didn't accepted any kind of it... especially when you loved this stubborn man.

"... I... I didn't wanted to be by myself." He suddenly said between teeths, catching your attention quickly.

"By yourself? Wasn't Pops and Chrono at least there?"

"I... honestly don't know what happened. They were there, yes, but... I just felt so numb and... empty. Before I knew it I lefted the house..." he said while arching his back a little to the front while he placed his forearms back to his knee's.

"I... was walking, and felt a huge... disgusting feeling on my chest... I just remembered them, out of all people... after so many years, they still somehow sticked to my head and how I end up taking one of their lifes away and a-and..." he sighed before he placed one of his gloved hands in his hair while he regained his thought.

Them... his biological parents...

You knew already about it, and just as he asked for it, never commented on the issue... for his own sake, it was a dead topic... a taboo.

"... then I thought about you... I wanted to see you, hear your voice and touch... touch angel, what the hell is wrong with me?" He burried his face on his hands while breathing in slowly.

You scotted closer and tapped his shoulder slightly, luckily he send you a one side look of distrust before you opened your arms slightly.

"You know... sometimes even the toughest need some comfort. Do you want a hug?"

He, by instinct, scoffed and looked at the ground again before spilling his words like acid.

"You dare to pity me? Don't you know who I am (Y/n)? I don't need a stupid form of-"

"I don't remember asking if you needed one Kai. I asked if you wanted one, but if you don't that's completely fine, not like anyone could force you onto sometjing anyway. " You said gently, lowering your arms down to your legs as you stared at those golden eyes of his.

He looked at you lifting one of his eyebrows up before sighing in defeat, hesitantly and awkwardly opening a bit his arms while muttering how ridiculous this was.

You gently embraced him and brought him close, noticing how his breath had catched and how his muscles tensed at the contact...

This warmth of yours... the scent... the cleaniest and purest person he ever met... all of this was so overwhelming and... new.

Ever since you came into his life you were like a open door for new things for him... emotions and feelings he thought he was never going to have or feel...

He was grateful to the yakusa until his death, but despite having certain adoration of Pops, the elder never gave much... this type of affection to him.

It was different, sweet but not nauseous; scary but not terrifying...

Before he knew it one or two tears had escaled from his eyes as he sniffled in disgust.

Shit.

"Kai?" You looked up at him in worry before he rather abruptly pushed you back to him as he burried his face on the crook of your neck.

You were going to find him disgusting and a waste of human being? Surely. But all he wanted now was to feel that security and warm for him to let out his frustations... even if it was for one time.

The gentle scratches of your nails in his scalp were what bromen him completly...

You shushed him and rocked a little both of you in the couch in a failed attempt to calm the poor man down.... This never ever happened before so to say you were worried as hell it was a understatement...

"Hey... it's okay." You shushed gently before carresing tje nack of his head gently "Overhaul~?" You tried using his other name that he chosed to see if it catched his main attention but you were shocked at him mumbling depressingly on your neck.

"Don't. Don't call me that." He said while sniffing a bit.

"What? Bu-"

"I don't want to be Overhaul now, hell I don't want to be nobody... I just want this stupid disgusting feeling to go away!" He wailed angrily as he agressivly wiped his tears away while his other hand still holded you close.

"You broked me dammit... y-you... please angel just fix it... fix this, please..." he cried silently on your neck while you still carresed his back and hair, up and down.

"I'm sorry my knight..." you mumbled, with your on tears on your face...

It didn't take long for him to calm down... Thankfully you had only chamomile tea... thankfully.

You slowly slide your fingers through his neck to the back of his head to take of the usual mask he always used... surprisingly not even flinched away... the maximun was him only turning his head a bit.

"I apologize... this must have been a side effect of a illn-"

"Kai... you know I love you, right?" He didn't respond... merely sighed through his nose tiredly.

You knew how this was difficult for him... so you never pried to get a response each time... it wasn't needed when he expressed in his others ways that he loved you...

"... angel I think I lost all the water in my system." You stiffed a giggle as you nuzzled your nose in his soft dark brow hair affectionately.

He rubbed his eyes withe heel of his palm before getting out of your embrace only to pick a cushion to place in your legs to lay on it right after.

"My head hurts..." he gave you a response for your silent question as you smiled down at him in oure adoration, he opened one of his eyes to look at you and acoffed slightly before closing them again.

You didn't miss that blush of his.

"Maybe if I turn off the lights will it make ot better?"

"... will you have to get up to do this?"

"Nope. I can reach it from here."

"Then do it already." He sighed in false annoyance, getting that the cushion wasn't helping before taking it off to lay directly on your legs. "Thank god you showered." He murmured with eyes closed.

"Im a clean person." You giggled before carresing his head a little, noticing the frow on his forehead forming whenever you stoped your actions.

Lights off you rook a look at the clock om your wall and noticed it only was 2 minutes left for start a new year... Remembering the fireworks, you carresed with your thumb the jaw of your boyfriend, getting him to slowly open his eyes again, already irritaded that you disturbed his peace.

"Sorry." You said after seing his annoyed look "But very soon is gling to be the new year and the fireworks will start... didn't want you to wake up from that."

He looked at the window and sighed before laying his head slightly on your tummy, enjoying the warmth.

"How many time is left?" He groggily spoked.

"Hm... now 20 seconds."

"... then lets count."

You smiled down at him in pure joy when he uncrossed one of his arms to pick one of your hands and place a gentle kiss on it.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6..." you said already looking at your window eargly.

"5, 4, 3, 2... one." Chisaki said monotonously before the sounds of fireworks errupted and the dark sky of the nighy was enveloped by billions of colors.

Without you noticing, Chisaki looked up at your face, iluminated by the fireworks at the distance...

He smirked and closed his eyes again, not caring in the slightest about the fireworks show... he was in the arms of angel, what else could he ask for?

"Ne? Kai?" He growled in response... a rather talkative angel for his sake...

"Can I lay down too? My legs are already feeling numb, and also I can see the fireworks show without having a pain on my neck after."

"... we are on your couch." He groaned in false irritation.

"It fits!"

"...fine brat, whatever. Just shut your mouth. Is late."

You layed happily on your boyfriend's shoulder and soon got lulled to sleep from the comforting acent of his cologne.

Chisaki gave you a last look before shooking his head in disbelief, smilling, and kissing the tip of his finger to place it shortly after in the tip of your nose.

"Happy new year (Y/n)... thanks... for everthing."

[actingwithportals]

Drabble? Hollow writes a letter to PK after getting out of the Egg?

AU: We Are Wide Awake Now

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They were never good with words. The Pure Vessel had not been allowed them, the Hollow Knight had been too afraid to attempt them, but even now with the fervent permission of their family and the threat of retaliation all but gone, they still found words often evaded them. But Hornet taught them to write so many words. Her mother—no, their mother had told them that writing the words they would never get to share with those whom they wanted to hear would be helpful. Healing. It would be a waste to not use the skills their sister taught them, to ignore the advice their mother gifted them. And there would be no other chance for them to use these particular words, would there? The quill still felt unsteady in their hand, the unfamiliarity mingling with the fact that the limb never really lost its tremors nearly made the endeavor impossible, but they knew how to manage it now. They knew it was alright to take their time. So while their sibling slept in the nest behind them, and the Den was quiet in the late hours of the night, they took all the time they needed.

“Greetings, Your Good evenin Hello Father.

Perhaps I should have written to You, sooner. Perhaps I shouldn’t be writing to You at all. Sister taught me to write, and I think I should make something of that. Mo Queen Herrah told me I should write to You, that it would help. So here I am, hoping it may somehow help us both.

I failed. I have no excuses. I thought if I pretended I was exactly what You wanted me to be, what You needed of me, it would be enough. But it wasn’t, and now Hallownest is no more. The streets are filled with the bodies of the people You wanted me to protect, and instead I brought about their own deemi demiz duhmai end.

It is shameful, what I did. Not telling You when I still could. I was afraid of what You would do if You knew I was impure. That You would send me back to that place. That You would be dissapoint let down by me. That You would hate me. I think You must already feel that way, wherever You are.

I don’t hate You. Sister does, and I believe sibling does too. The other sibling hates You as well, but the last I don’t believe has an opinion. I think they might want me to hate You too. I think they believe it would be better if I did. But I can’t; even when it hurts, I can’t.

But I am upset. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am. I’m upset because it wasn’t just me who was hurt. Sister hurts. My siblings hurt. Even Mot Herrah hurts. And so many others who no longer hurt but only because they are not around to feel it anymore. Because You sealed them in a pit and left them to die while You raised me to live in the most painful way.

I lost an arm, You know. I cannot see with my right eye. Walking for too long hurts, and my hand shakes terribly, even as I write. Especially as I write. Sleeping hurts, moving hurts, thinking hurts. It all hurts, and I wonder if dying with my siblings in our birthplace would have hurt less. But I don’t want to consider that, because that would mean one of them would be hurting instead of me. And I don’t want that for any of them.

I failed, and I will never forgive myself for it. But I don’t think I can forgive You either, because there was no way I could have sucee won. None of us could, but You expected it, anyways. You took and You took and You took and never did You give and I know that’s why my siblings hate you and I cannot be angry at them for it because I understand. I still do not hate You, but I understand. You shouldn’t have asked this of me – of any of us – and You should have known what would happen. You should have cared that I would hurt, that even if I didn’t fail I would hurt so much, but I don’t know if You cared. I’ll never know. But I still don’t hate You.

Maybe if things were different. Maybe if I didn’t have to be Pure, and my siblings didn’t have to die. If Mothe Herrah didn’t have to sleep, and sister didn’t have to be alone. Maybe if You loved me cared, things would be better.

But You didn’t, and everything hurts, and now You’re gone.

Someday I’ll write to You again, when it hurts less. I don’t think there’s much more I can take this night. I’ve been thinking a lot lately. I hope You aren’t too upset.

As much as it hurts, I still miss You. I wish You could be here somehow; that the world could be whole again.

I have a name. You never gave me one, but sister did. You forbidded forbadd forbod told her not to, but she gave it anyways. I hope You aren’t too angry with her.

Rest well, Father. I love Y

I love I miss I wish You we

I love you.

Hollow”

[lovelivingmydreams]

It took everything Roman had not to look back at Virgil and Remus as they entered the castle. He took peace with the way Remus whistled his approval and how he could feel te nervous tension behind him be dropped in awe.

Every knight, not currently on guard duty somewhere in the castle or in town was flanking their entry. At Dante's command they raised their swords in greeting. Once they reached the end of the guard of honor they turned to face the knights and dismounted.

Four aids rushed over to take the horses and whatever one would call Mell to the stables. Solaris and Snowdrop, Dante's horse, followed without complaint.

Mel and Percival on the other hand weren't in the mood.

"It's alright," Virgil assured the stablehand who'd nearly lost a hand for trying to touch Percy's reigns. "I'll bring him over later should it be needed, he might want to return to the woods." Roman highly doubted that would be the case, but they'd have to wait and see. The aids bowed gratefully and took their leave, glancing back and gossiping amongst each other.

They all turned their attention to the knights who were now kneeled before them.

"All hail his highness prince Roman!" Dante called out.

"Hail the prince! May his hope light our way!" Roman could see Virgil roll his eyes from the corner of his eyes. He caught his eye and gave him a shrug. What did he expect? Then he greeted his knights with a respectful bow of his head and Dante continued. "All hail his highness Prince Remus!" Remus jumped up eagerly. "Hail the Duke! May his mind open ours!" "Don't..." Virgil whispered in warning. Remus didn't respond, he just gave the knights a comically exaggerated bow. That... might be worrisome. Roman was pretty sure Remus meant it when he said he wouldn't hurt anyone though. So he let it go.

"All hail Sir Virgil!" Roman could see Virgil stiffen in surprise. The knights rose, heads held high and slammed their fists to their hearts. The sound echoing over the courtyard.

"Hail to our captain! May his courage and loyalty inspire all!" Remus giggled and Roman turned to see Virgil's reaction properly. He was staring at the display in disbelief for a few seconds before shaking himself out of it and stepping forward to address the troops, now finally his troops.

"At ease! Seriously, none of that. I don't know what you heard, but forget everything you think you know about me." The knights relaxed their position in surprise and looked at one another confused. They probably worried they had messed up somehow. "None of you know me. Even if I accept this whole captain business, which I'm not sure i should," wide eyes and shocked gasps all around. Roman could see Dante's face fall in dissapointment. "To you I am just a rookie knight alright? I know nothing of how things are done here and I'll literally lose it if you expect me to know all the answers right away okay?"

Roman sighed. Of course Virgil would worry about that.

He stepped forward and gently laid his hand on Virgil's shoulder. "I am certain sir Dante will be more than happy to help you understand your duties as a knight of the royal guard," he assured Virgil.

"Of course!" Dante called out, making the prince and the soon to be captain turn their attention to him.

"Um, I mean," Dante collected himself and bowed his head, hand to his heart. "I would be honoured to help you get settled in sir Virgil."

"Just Virgil, please," Virgil insisted. Dante looked at Roman utterly confused. "Humor the man Sir Dante. It's his first day back. We should do what makes him most comfortable."

Dante nodded. "Alright," he allows.

Suddenly a crashing sound and loud shouting drew all of their attention.

[moquall]

Jecht : I feel like i fought in the world just like this one a long time ago with him (Tidus) and Yuna-chan

With this memory loss thing, i wasn’t sure if opera omnia is related with the original dissidia and duodecim but i guess we got a hint this game indeed related with both prequel ?

as you know, in act 1, it’s obvious the warriors lost the memories of a certain event in their main game (for example : yuna didnt remember any events in x-2. so when x cast meet Paine in act 2 ch. 4, they didn’t remember her.) 

and in act 2, the story focused on the warriors getting their memories back. Hope remember he is actually 27 years old, Yuna and Tidus remember the ending of X-2, the twelve members of Class zero remember they are dead, Noctis and Prompto remember they are actually 30 years old.

The prologue to Act 3 mention a bit about the event of Cosmos and Chaos war including WoL and Garland remembering the event from both prequel and Onion Knight saw the memories from thirteenth cycle (but he doesnt remember atm). 

Other warriors summoned in cosmos and chaos war like cecil, golbez, kain and tidus are starting to feel they once meet a long time ago. also Onion Knight, Cecil, Tidus, Yuna have “Light compass” and they can see someone whereabouts with that. Onion Knight assumed Warriors with light compass are “somehow connected by a special bond” , so i assume it’s about their story in OG dissidia and duodecim.

I’m really excited to see how they connect the story of opera omnia with original dissidia and duodecim. tbh even though NT is considered the canon one, i’m dissapointed with how they handle the story.