#something something two sides of the same coin

[starrynightarchive]

say what you will about zosan as a ship but you would be fool if you think they hate each other. they are undeniably best friends.

they get on each other's nerves. they wash dishes together. they are baring their teeth at each other every day. they fight together and it feels like a dance. it feels like breathing. it feels like they have known each other forever. they both think the other is the worst person to ever exist on this planet. they trust each other with their lives. every step, every sprint, every fight. they don't have to look back to see if the other is keeping up because of course he is. he is the most infuriating, head strong, insane bastard in the world. of course he's keeping up. how annoying.

it's unspoken, this bond between them. they could be at each other's throats but when the marines or the world government or even the fucking devil is in front of them to bring them down, they're on their feet. legs blazing, swords unsheathed. they know their way around each other like the back of their hand. one call of the other's name and he's already there, ready to bring the whole world down. they are the wings of the pirate king. they are the pillars that hold up the home that their captain built. they are two sides of the same coin. sanji and zoro, zoro and sanji, sanjiandzoro.

plates always filled with food that smells like home. hands always searching, always reaching out to pull him back to the right path with an obscenity or two or a million more. but for all his whining, he still comes to get him, every single time.

i will keep you safe. i won't let you lose your way.

eyes always watching. grin sharp and mad, words puling him out of the hell that is his mind with a taunt. silent nights spent in each other's company. the back of a sword jabbed at his ribs. silent determination. steady, solid, under your hands as you lose consciousness.

i will keep you safe. i won't let you forget your worth.

they've never known love that doesn't tear out of them, snarling, spitting, biting. they've never known tenderness. the crew teaches them love in their strange, gentle, loud ways and it's beautiful, it's confusing, it hurts in the best way possible. but with each other? they don't have to hold back. there's something so intimate about holding someone by their collar, dragging them close and yelling look. look. this is how i love. i will kick your face in and make you the best meal you've ever had. i will spend all my time thinking of stupid names to call you. i won't ever say you matter to me, but i will die for you. i will trust you with all that is important to me. look at this fucking mess. this is how i will always love. with teeth and nails and intent to kill. are you afraid yet? only to have the other lean closer with a grin so feral and say, do your worst, asshole.

they are nakama. they are rivals. they are friends. what they have cannot be put down in one word but in the end, the word will come down to something close to love.

[aziraphales-library]

Hi! I've noticed that almost every post-s2 fic has some form of Crowley being heartbroken (drunk and/or sleeping usually). (Usually these fics also include Aziraphale having been wrong during the Final Fifteen and needing Crowley's help.)

Are there any post-s2 fics out there where Crowley *isn't* heartbroken? I'm hoping for ones where there's a secret plan and Crowley was headed on a covert mission at the end of s2, but anything where he isn't just falling apart would be great.

I do get a bit tired of seeing so many sad, drunk, heartbroken Crowley fics. Here are some where he is Not Like That...

Betrayal Stings Like a Serpent’s Bite by Inherently_human (G)

When the Supreme Archangel walks into the bookshop, he is shocked to still find his demon there. And he's singing and tidying, of all things. Guilt tears at Aziraphale, but Crowley reassures him of the only truth that matters: he trusts him.

Aziraphale vs. The System by gatoradeeh7x3 (T)

Crowley decides to take Nina and Maggie's advice and speak with Aziraphale following The Kiss. He proposes a one-month trial period as Aziraphale's second-in-command. Follow along as Aziraphale tackles the challenges of institutional reform while Crowley waits patiently for his angel to see reason.

Two sides of the same coin by Sylvestris123 (T)

After Aziraphale is recalled back to Heaven to become Supreme Archangel, Crowley tries to pick up his life. Before long they find themselves in the next battle to save the Earth - this time from the Second Coming and the Final War.

Deep Blue Sea (or: Crowley's Thoughts About Coastal Erosion) by Imagined (T)

Aziraphale looks at Crowley. Several complicated emotions cross over his face—his familiar, well-known face, and Crowley can precisely pinpoint everything that is going on with his brows and his lips and the pinching of his eyes, can read in the lines of Aziraphale’s expression the way he is working up to something— “Who are you again?” Aziraphale asks, and Crowley crashes like the wave against the rocks.

Five years after he left for Heaven, an angel plummets out of the sky, with no recollection of much of anything, really. While navigating his own complicated feelings, Crowley is left to wonder what happened to Aziraphale, and most notably… to figure out why their wings are turning grey.

A Light in the Dark by cyankelpie (T)

After leaving Crowley to return to Heaven, Aziraphale Falls, certain that no one will help him pick himself back up. Crowley proves him wrong.

On the Side of the World by profdanglais (M)

The demon Crowley has gone rogue. Precisely what “rogue” looks like on a demon who was never anyone’s idea of “manageable” is something neither Heaven nor Hell is currently equipped to deal with. Hell is rebuilding and Heaven, under the auspices of the Supreme Archangel Aziraphale, is focused on spreading the Word of their prophet, known as the Second Coming--of what, exactly, remains unspecified. Neither side seems to remember who Crowley used to be, nor have they bothered to change the passwords. The Metatron has no interest in demons, rogue or otherwise. His Plan is going swimmingly and he couldn't be more pleased. Now if only he could figure out who’s responsible for all these unauthorised miracles that just keep happening, far and wide, on planet Earth.

- Mod D

[coralchoral]

honestly thinking about the sonadow twitter takeover and how the plummeting to earth thing very much affected Sonic a lot more than it affected Shadow. like in a previous takeover Shadow even made it a positive memory about Sonic trying to save him.

Meanwhile in Prime, Sonic has a moment of saving Shadow from falling into the void that's very reminiscent of that other fall (in the same way Prime has a lot of motivations and references that only make sense from a fandom insider perspective).

Sonic also gets repeatedly tilted, loud and anxious, (which I'm pinning more on RCS's/whatever writer's sense of humor, as is all the voice acting gags) and is coping badly any time Shadow comes out ahead. I think Sonic's insistence on his ability to grow chest fur is as big a Cope as floaties=fashion statement.

But really, Sonic's repeat date suggestions and Shadow's own descriptions of Sonic's behavior (dragging out their races, etc "just to annoy me") reads, whether romantically or platonically, that Sonic just really wants to spend time with Shadow.

He feels he needs to justify it, though, insisting that he and Shadow have something other than occasionally getting in each other's way ("two sides of the same coin") (friendly competition being "why you keep me around-" seemed like odd wording to me).

Needing to make it meaningful, because that's what Shadow wants out of a relationship- Shadow /says/ he dislikes Sonic for being frivolous and inauthentic, that (for instance) his hugs don't mean anything, and that he doesn't want "(Sonic's) kind of hug."

Sonic really wants to spend time with Shadow because he's also intimately aware that that time is limited. Either Shadow's patience (and/or social battery) is limited and he's liable to make a batman exit if he doesn't want to be somewhere (not that we've ever seen Shadow do this in canon, he seems to awkwardly/quietly hang around as if he doesn't realize he can just hit the bricks (or he likes being there and has no idea how to express it re: smiling at Big the Cat) ), Or Sonic and Shadow will get caught up in their own lives again and not see each other until Fate Deigns to Allow Them to Cross Paths Once More.

And Sonic misses him.

(This ties in with my Sonic Frontiers is the Saddest Game Ever posting from a while back, too. Sonic is lonely AF and Needs Other People to Talk To or he'll start talking to the walls and robots, and Shadow will almost always either talk back or groan in exasperation, which is as good a reaction as any.)

All this, plus Sonic's opinion flip-flops (shopping with Amy vs shopping with Shadow, opinion on Orbot) could be either (Sonadow Optimist) Sonic is Down Bad and not even conscious of his mirroring Shadow/trying to appeal to Shadow, or (Sonadow/overall Pessimist) Sonic trying to appeal to the Most Popular Character Right Now and getting increasingly desperate as he is rebuffed.

A few of these Twitter Takeovers have had moments of Sonic in particular getting thrown off and not really able to recover. (which makes me question what the writing is like, if there's any at all and these VA's aren't just riffing on an outline. Considering they don't talk over each other constantly, there must be something like a script, but it also does occasionally feel like a bad roleplay (and I've been a bad roleplayer).) It leads to a Something Is Wrong feeling in the "We're doing this for fun" question-answering joke show. Sonic needs therapy. (We all need therapy.)

Meanwhile, Shadow really is pulling out all the grunts, groans, and whines with Sonic that, if scripted, would be egregious as hell to read or write. He doesn't make these noises in the games (or shows, really?) mostly because there's a sort of efficiency necessary to production that cuts out that interpersonal realism and partly because it's annoying? Shadow, you're the annoying one?

Unrelated, everybody latched on to Sonic's "Go off, King" but nobody even noticed Shadow's "Deal With It."(sunglasses drop) How soon we forget the sacred texts and/or the deep magic, I guess? (It's an old meme, but it checks out!)

[vampyrevolution]

Saying Mel falls into the "Disposable Black Girlfriend trope" just because of jayvik completely disregards the writing of her character and how her relationship with Jayce is an echo of her problems with her mother and city.

Now I'm not saying the dbg trope is not a GENUINE problem in media, because it is, but usually this trope consists of a black woman with lousy writing who's tossed away for two (usually white and gay but that is a totally different long story that deals with a long history of racism and erasure of black women in queer spaces for the sake of gay men) characters who get with each other.

This is not that and I need to explain why. Jayce and Mel UNDOUBTEDLY loved each other at SOME point, but their relationship did not have solid ground hence them breaking up. Mel wanted to be with Jayce because it symbolized rebellion, a unique way of looking at life and helping people. It symbolized something she was willing to risk everything for to see it prosper because this was the city she was building for her family in Noxus, to show her family she WAS the wolf and could handle be a leader, and a peaceful one at that. But to Jayce, she symbolized high society, a seat at the very table that tried to get rid of him, a part of the power he thought he deserved and a place where he knew he could MAKE A DIFFERENCE FOR THE PEOPLE.

The two of them loved the idea of one another, but never independently, the other. To say Mel is the disposable black girlfriend is to also ignore everything she went through in the season finale and everything that she's becoming, especially with the information that Noxus (where Mel is and will most likely be a lead character again) will be another series location. Mel is a complex lead whose story revolves around her at home life and familial relationship. Yes she's used as a mirror to parallel Viktor but that literally doesn't mean she's disposable, breaking up just means two characters were not meant to be and they recognized that.

Also in what world would Jayce be able to consciously even want to get back with Mel knowing she had magic and he was on a mini solo-war against the arcane? Where he thinks she's been able to control her magic this whole time and would constantly wonder why she didn't save Viktor because if she had, none of this would be happening?

That man does not wanna be with her 😭 he has literally always thought about Viktor.

And Mel has always thought about her family

They've both always seen each other as a way out their problems and a gateway/mirror to the ones they love. You could even say they're two sides of the same coin.

Also, Mel, Ekko and JayVik literally saved everyone in the end so idk how you could think this when Mel literally helped save the whole world as an imperative character to the plot.

[zarsghost]

For Worse

dark!Ghost x fem!reader pt. 2 of “For Better”

Warnings: manipulation, brief mentioned of blood/gore, toxic behavior, threats

The overhead lights buzzed as the electricity continued to flow through them as Simon sat in his chair. He doesn’t know how long ago Price left his tiny on base office but it didn’t matter. In his hands were the rings that should still be on your finger. It shouldn’t have moved from when he slid them on all those years ago but yet here they are. Here they both are, without you. Now, was Simon a good husband? Not at the moment, no.

But he was an even worse individual. The things he had endured and the things he’s done upon others would not qualify him as a ‘good man’. Doesn’t matter if it was on behalf of his country or the safety of the world. It was two sides of the same coin in a constant rotation but Simon knew that that’s not what weighed his conscience. It was the fact that he had none.

The one thing he had to keep him sane was trying to leave. The one thing that tethered him to this world and he’d be damned if he was going to let that slip away from him. A familiar shift faded over Simon as his eyes became dark and his breaths became shallow. Simon was gone and in his place, his shadow filled the void. His Ghost. He placed the rings in his breast pocket, velco securing it tightly to his chest at all times, as he sprung up from his desk chair and made a beeline towards the rec room where he knew his sergeants would be with tight and tense shoulders and his head straight forward. Target acquired.

Almost slamming the doors open, Ghost filled the nearly empty room with his presence alone as he made his way to a lone table where Kyle and Johnny were currently playing cards. There was the sound of scraping chairs against the shitty linoleum as the few other people in the room quickly left when they noticed who had just walked in looking like he was on a mission. And he was, but he wasn’t about to do this without his team.

Both men were well into their game when the overheard light was suddenly obstructed by a thick silhouette of a man. Johnny looked up just in time recognizing said silhouette, “Lt! Whit are ye doin blockin the licht? I-” his voice immediately dying in his throat when he realized the look on his lieutenants’ face. Kyle noticed immediately the change in the Scots demeanor and looked up as well. “What happened?”, he asked as he immediately clocked the aura radiating off of his superior.

“Need you to be in the briefing room in 10. No questions till then.”

Both men nodded in agreement before Ghost walked away.

Ghost stood in front of the long wooden table as Gaz and Soap filed in. Price was already seated with his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at the rest of his team with a slightly annoyed but determined look on his face. They all shared a collective nod in greeting before setting their eyes on the man in front.

“We’ve got a job to do and a tight window. No distractions. This is your priority now. Understood?” He waited but was met with silence.

“Good.”

—-----

Simon was ecstatic. You had said no to continuing the proceedings. You were still his. You would still be his. And you wouldn’t be doing this again.

After carrying you out of the courtroom, he set you down and connected his forehead with yours. “I have to take care of something really quickly while I’m here but I’ll be out shortly. Why don’t you wait in the car and then we’ll go down to that asian place around the corner that I know you like as a celebration hm? My treat.”

You smile up at him and peck the corner of his mouth before walking out to his car. You had taken an Uber since Simon mainly uses the car to get to and from base when he’s home, which he now was and planned to be for a while.

Simon watched you leave before his mask slipped back in place. Turning back into the courtroom, he walked around the bench to the door where it led to the judge’s chambers.

The judge looked nervous as he sat in his leather chair behind his desk. A faint glow in the dark corner of the room grew brighter before dimming again. A puff of smoke came out of the shadows before being followed by his Captain.

“Good to see that you kept your end of the bargain. Was worried there for a second there but you managed. Hate to see what would’ve happened if it hadn’t.” The familiar gruff voice sounded from behind his chair. The lawyer that you had used was currently unbuttoning the cuffs of his sleeves before rolling them up his forearms at a small table next to the door.

“That would’ve been really disappointing too. After I had worked so hard to… convince you as well.” His smooth voice rang out.

The judge looked between them and stuttered,” But I did what you asked! Why-why does it feel like I missed something?” The judges’ nervous eyes landed on the bailiff that was shifting his weight from side to side as he watched what was currently unfolding. “Bailiff! Please! Do something!”

The bailiff cracked his neck to the side before removing his hat. His bright blue eyes never leaving the panicked shit brown ones of the sweating man in front of him.

“Ah kin dae something a'richt. Bit ah dinnae think ye'll be tae chuffed by th' outcome.” His hand ran through the currently flattened fauxhawk. “ 'n' how come ah hae tae be th' bailiff?! Gaz a’ready wears a cap!”

Price chuckled a bit, “Well she knows my face and I don’t think ya see too many lawyers ‘round here with a haircut like that, do ya?”

Johnny grumbled a bit before refocusing on the man of the hour. “Och sorry, did ye think ah wis gonnae actually help?” He laughed and the rest of his teammates joined.

Ghost walked forward as Gaz made sure the door was locked behind him. “I don’t think anyone will be coming back any time soon but to answer your question, there is something that you missed.” There was suddenly a heavy pressure on the judge’s shoulders as Price held him in place in his chair. Gaz and Soap came up on either side of Ghost as he leaned over the desk.

“SAS doesn’t leave any loose ends behind.”

Simon walked out with his team behind him while he wiped his hands. Setting up everything in such an exact way just to watch it all fall into place was truly beautiful. Getting into your laptop wasn’t hard to make sure that you had picked Gaz as your lawyer. All he had to do was sneak in when he knew you’d be out was simple enough. Making sure that Soap had the correct badges to pass inspection with his stolen uniform. Price just had to make sure that the judge they’d found fell in line. Considering that this hearing was never actually recorded and that he wasn’t even a practicing judge anymore helped their case as well. The remains of the judge stayed mostly in the room behind them. Some technically were on his hands but a quick run to the washroom would fix that. But they’d be long gone before anyone found him. Ghost almost wishes he could do it all over again but he had a pretty bird waiting for him outside. With a nod behind him, he made his way outside.

—---------

Months had gone by after your almost divorce and you believe that it actually knocked some sense into your husband. He was now always home when he wasn’t deployed. Even when he was, he made sure to call you to hear your voice and check in on you. When he was home, his hands were almost always on you. And maybe that’s why looking at the small plastic stick in your hands wasn’t as big of a shock. But what would your husband think?

Don’t worry, he has already told his mates and has his pick of names ready when you exit the bathroom. Those sugar pills you’ve been taking were already in the bin.

[queermediaismypassion]

something something about viktor "healing" (at the cost of his humanity) and jayce ending up with a leg brace. the hexcore "fixing" viktor's leg and indirectly causing jayce's injury.

never seen a clearer case of "two sides of the same coin" actually

[ch3rrybite]

marauders hc #3

the true soulmates of the Marauders era aren’t shaped by romance but by destiny—James Potter and Sirius Black. theirs is the kind of connection that transcends lifetimes, a bond so intense it feels like they were born to find each other.

James and Sirius didn’t just become best friends; they were meant to be best friends. two fierce souls, both seeking loyalty and laughter, but more than that—freedom. James saw in Sirius the potential to become more than his family’s darkness, a spark that could have burned out if not given room to grow. and Sirius saw in James a second chance at family, a home, a light he thought he’d never have.

there is no James without Sirius, and no Sirius without James; they’re two sides of the same coin, each the answer to the other’s question. take one away, and the other is just a shadow, incomplete, missing the part of themselves they gave to each other. there’s no universe where they don’t find each other, where they don’t create a world of their own—full of laughter, fierce loyalty, and wild dreams.

in every AU, every lifetime, they’re tied by this quiet, powerful understanding. even if they don’t know it consciously, they feel it—a pull, a magnetism, a need to be close to the one person who knows them better than they know themselves. it doesn’t matter if they’re best friends, brothers, or something deeper. their bond defies labels; they’re twin flames who were always meant to meet, to become the chaotic duo that everyone loves and admires, even when they break the rules.

James and Sirius are woven into each other’s lives like thread through fabric, inseparable and intertwined. when James laughs, there’s always a hint of Sirius in his smile; when Sirius fights, he does it with the kind of courage he learned from James. even death can’t sever them, because they carry each other’s spirit, always.

in the end, it’s not romance that defines them. it’s the unbreakable bond, the unspoken loyalty, the wild, rebellious fire that only burns when they’re together.

[sapphiresaphics]

Okay, I’m seeing a lot of people saying that the themes and character arcs don’t make sense in Arcane.

So I’m gonna help you out a little bit.

Arcane is about duality. Viktor spells it out for you in the episode of the same title: “the message hidden in the pattern.” It’s two sides of the same coin. Good and bad. Oil and water. Topside and bottom. Magic and science.

Every single aspect of this show, including the structure of both seasons, follows this theme template. It even extends into characters in the show. For example: Vander is big, but gentle. Silco is weak, but vicious. Piltover is supposed to be this bastion of reason, but they do the most heinous of acts to the poor.

This is why there are two cities. This is why there’s conflict between the two. This is why season 1 was about the fight for respect, and season 2 is about the fight against oppression and fear. This is why Ekko gets transported to a “good” future, while Jayce goes to a “bad” future. Hextech can be used for the greatest of goods, but can also be used for the most wickedest of evils.

This is also why characters shift their arcs between seasons. Caitlyn starts out with principals and morals, but in season 2 she loses them and becomes corrupt. Jinx starts out crazy and untamed, but then she becomes sane and calm. Sevika goes from taking sides and infighting amongst each other to trying to hold everyone together. Jayce goes from idealized scientist to corrupt politician. Viktor starts with noble intentions but then becomes selfish and uncaring.

So I really do not understand what people mean when they say the themes are “confusing” because they really are not. The themes are quite transparent and upfront about it.

So if at any point you feel something doesn’t make sense, try thinking about it in terms of duality and see if there are any earlier parallels that the show is drawing from. Like how we are introduced to Powder falling off a building and needing Vi to catch her, to ending on Jinx falling off a building and needing Vi to let go. Every single scene has a point and a counterpart somewhere else in the show.

I also think that’s why 2 seasons is all we needed. I do not think this theme of duality would’ve worked with a show that didn’t have dual seasons, you know?

I dunno, just some thoughts to think about.

[va1kyr14]

Right, I have time to sit down and really digest what happened yesterday so here goes. This is mainly going to be about Caitvi but will contain others.

Be warned if you haven't watched it!

So firstly what a fucking ride.

The animation, the story and what they have done is absolutely incredible and have set the bench mark for future studios because my tiny brain is blown.

But diving into the things that I thought could have been better, like a lot of people have said, the pacing seemed off when they nailed it in S1. And yes I did wait until everything was released to share my thoughts. We probably got even more Caitvi content than S1, but with everything going on everywhere and it being a faster paced in regards to action, It did seem like the relationship from S1 to the end was just a bit off. Not saying it wasn't incredible, it was, but I think there were things that didn't add to the story much which could have been replaced with other character progression.

Having said that, I watched all of S1 all in one go when it came out, and I think that if we did the same with S2 and one straight after the other, I don't think we would be necessarily seeing it as much. Just my thoughts.

We didn't get an Caitlyn apology only an acknowledgement apart from when she was speaking to Jinx and an angry Vi separately. We could argue that the way she spoke to Vi before the spice was her was of apologising but I don't know I really would have liked a better explanation.

I did love the two sides of one coin but not the fact that you can't have a universe where both sisters live. That broke my heart but understand it. I also do think Jinx survived, and got out the vents and went off in the blimp at the end. I think Cait knew too, being her smart self but knew that Vi would go after her if she knew. That was a sweet scene at the end - even though not a fan of pirate Cait as I said in a previous post. I hope if they do something in the future she has like a fake eye or something I would prefer that over a patch.

Now moving onto the SEX SCENE....

Holy fucking shit. I don't know what I expected but it wasn't that. The animation, the fucking intimacy the likes I have never seen, it was perfect. I do think the setting was a bit weird but when you have all the pent up frustrations and lets be honest they are dramatic lesbians, Its going to happen. I would have liked to have seen it maybe in Cait's bed if anywhere but the urgency mixed with gentleness and all the little micro actions.

The PULL IN AFTER THE UNDOING OF THE BUCKLE.

I can't. Like I am speechless.

It was everything I hoped from a first time, from the giggles to everything else and just every tiny action jesus these animators are something else. I am not ashamed for Netflix to watch the algorithm and see I have watched that same 2 minutes for about 9 hours straight.

It has broken boundaries, not just for queer representation, the fact that neither of them died and got a happy ending in something like Arcane is remarkable, but in regards to animation of a sex scene a lesbian one at that, I think the benchmark has now been set and it will be known as this generations' Korrasami. This is will go down in history and I am not even being dramatic.

Anyway that was more of a ramble than an in depth post, and I have no idea what to do with myself now. We have AO3 and fanart and I guess we will have a bit more content until the end of the month with promotion but I guess when you have a hyperfixation you aren't ready to say goodbye. So I raised a glass to all the content creators who are now going to carry on the mantle. I will be reading and liking everything I can, I salute you.

To summarise, the series could have been better IMO but thats what happens when expectations are so high, there was none of that in series 1 and it was perfect in my eyes. You can't please everyone, but I think Arcane as an overall package is wonderful and Caitvi will live on in my heart and others which have created a benchmark for queer content and I am so proud of everyone involved.

And to all the fellow queers out there...

We did it, we won.

[aliferous-ly]

I'm catching up on tango hermitcraft vids, and just watched the ep where he builds the redstone shop, and now im thinking about an au where tango and scar have a shop together. scar does advertising, marketing, front-desk work, while tango builds the stuff they sell and haunts the front area

They work together on the aesthetics and direction of the shop, and also are SUPER close. like they know each other body and soul. not lovers not family something deeper than that. they ARE two sides of the same coin, and that coin is steampunk swaggon. protective guys who are more creature than person, in charge of this wacky shop, and smile in the same, slightly-off way as they show you a brand new machine that has NO death counts whatsoever, TRUST

[phoenix-of-jade]

By the time the video files from the basement security cameras finished downloading onto Xuan's USB drive, the asshole who had kidnapped and tortured Rio had become almost unrecognizable. Just a bloody mess, black and purple with bruises and battered flesh, completing what had become by now a gruesome scene. Blood was spattered all around, covering the walls, the control panels and even some of the video monitors, a reminder of anyone in that organization that they should never ever mess with Xuan or his people ever again.

The raven haired man could be just as cruel and brutal as he was kind and charming, two completely different sides of the same coin and a fact that could've made your blood run cold with fear and the reason why Xuan was known in the criminal world as the Green Eyed Death. He could kill without remorse or hesitation, the perfect killing machine that he was raised and trained to be, but Rio didn't have to and shouldn't get to ever know about this. The man was sure that she would probably fear or hate him if she knew what he could be capable of and thus, Xuan was determined to never let her see him like this.

The young man sighed and wiped some of the blood that splattered onto his face, pulling away from the agonized man on the floor, to neaten his appearance. The sound of steps coming towards the room could've been an indication that Akachan had found Rio and was now bringing her back to him, so Xuan had to be ready support and aid the young woman. "You're lucky that I'm not here for you, pieces of trash." He muttered back to the injured man, as he made his way back to the monitors to retrieve the drive. "But just so you can tell your dumb idiot of a boss, if any of you pieces of shit ever dare pulling something like this again and hurt someone dear to me, I'm going to end all of you!" The cold death stare in his bright green eyes reflected the seriousness of his words.

Then, eventually, Xuan headed to the door to leave and that's when he heard Rio's voice on the other side. It was like a switch turned inside him and the cold killer was back to the worried friend from when he set off into this mission to save the white haired girl. "Rio!" Xuan opened the door, making sure to still conceal the scene inside, and dropped to his knees, hugging Rio tightly. "I was so worried! Thank goodness that you're okay! I thought... I thought..." His voice almost cracked from the emotion. "I thought that I would lose you..." Xuan buried his face into Rio's chest, squeezing her tighter as if afraid that if he let go, she'd disappear again.

"Thank you, Akachan, for bringing her back to me!" Xuan eventually broke the silence that had settled for a moment and turned his head to Akachan, to pet the dog's head. "Let's all go back home now!"

Sick puppy *CLOSED RP*

Reply for @phoenix-of-jade - Xuan x Rio

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"I know my limits...don't worry" She didn't talk a lot about her parents these days. It was just a topic that never came up. Though if he ever asked about them she wouldn't hesitate to answer since she wasn't exactly shy about the topic. She smiled and looked out the nearby window. "I want to thank you again for taking me in...it's been nice. As soon as I'm able to work again...I want to get a new apartment...but for now...I will do my best to make myself useful around here" she pet the cats as they walked by then she left the room "We hould work on the garden today....it's beautiful out today"

[keykeychain]

destiny duo oh pls oh pls oh pls

"I can see you in me, and that's terrifying"

[bread-wizards]

I wonder if Dorian's views towards the gods could best be summed up as something like, "I wish my family didn't have to die for [their] brighter tomorrow."

[miladydewintcr]

happy friday!! hope you're enjoying veilguard so far! how about “This is how the world works, you have to leave before you get left.” for rook & a companion of your choice!!

Thank you!! I'm having a lot of fun with it so far <3

So... Solas counts as a companion, right?

For @dadrunkwriting (Veilguard content! Major spoiler warning for something that happens in Act I!!! Read at your own risk!!)

word count: 802 rating: T tw: a lot of swearing (all Rook), mentions of death, violence

“Can you leave me alone?” Rook asked. “I’m really not in the mood for you tonight.”

Across the chasm that always seemed to separate them in her dreams, Solas shifted slightly. He clasped his hands behind his back. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“No. I want to have a very nice dream where the world isn’t falling apart and everybody isn’t looking to me to fix it and my friend doesn’t hate me.” She detested the fact that she was tearing up. She was always her best self during their conversations together, unafraid to push Solas’ buttons, uncaring what he thought of her. She was confident here. She couldn’t bare the thought that the god of lies might see her as anything else. The very worst thing for any god to see her as would be weak.

Solas pursed his lips. “I take it it didn’t go well, then. How bad is it? Did Ghilan’nain-”

“I don’t give a rat’s arse about Ghilan’nain right now, Solas,” she snapped. “They sent a fucking blight dragon. Two, actually. I had to make a choice.”

“Ah.” He had the decency to sound a little concerned, at least. She thought. Maybe. Maybe she was just imagining it. Desperate for somebody to tell her she was alright. That she hadn’t done something terribly, terribly wrong.

“They sent one to Minrathous,” Rook explained tiredly, “and one to Treviso. I didn’t have time to stop them both. I had seconds to decide. I thought… I thought there are Venatori in the Templars, and Venatori in the Magisterium. Who’s going to stop the dragon? And if they manage to get their hands on it… There would be so many Trevisos, wouldn’t there? They’d want to conquer the world with it?”

“Impossible to say,” Solas said, diplomatically. “We know that Ghilan’nain and Elgar'nan intend to. If providing the Venatori with a dragon sped up their own plans…” He shrugged slightly.

“How can you be so fucking casual about this?” Rook spat. “Treviso is gone. Because of me. They all blame me for it. Several people there have told me as much. And Lucanis… Lucanis can’t even bare to look at me right now. He won’t come back to the Lighthouse. He sent me a letter.”

“No leader has ever been able to escape the burden of making decisions that aren’t universally accepted,” Solas said.

Rook wished so very much that she could punch him. She looked around for a decent-sized rock, and settled for throwing it across the chasm at him.

Solas elegantly side-stepped the projectile. “You can take your frustration out on me. If that’s what it takes to ensure you awaken undistracted from our goal.”

Rook found another rock. This one bounced harmlessly off of his breastplate. “I never asked to be a leader! I never wanted it!”

“If you hadn’t interrupted my ritual, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“You’re a stupid fucking arsehole, I hate you!!” she screamed. It felt good to scream.

Solas raised an eyebrow, but otherwise remained still. Annoyingly, frustratingly still, and calm, and collected.

“Please yell at me,” Rook all but begged. “Please either yell at me, or tell me it’ll be alright. You’re the god of lies. Tell me it’ll be alright.” There were tears streaming down her face now. She’d given up trying to force them back. “Tell me Treviso will survive this. Tell me Lucanis will forgive me.”

Solas was silent for a painfully long time. Rook stared across the chasm at him, pleading with her eyes. She must’ve look pitiful. When she awoke in the morning, she was sure she’d be embarrassed- but for now, she was just so desperate for anything.

“This is how the world works, Rook,” Solas said eventually. “Leaders are often lonely. Hard decisions don’t leave much room for friendships to form. If you’re still alive when all this is over, then I suggest you pull away from your remaining companions before they have the chance to pull away from you. Like this Lucanis already has done.”

Rook chuckled dryly. “Is that what you did? With the Inquisition?”

“You’ll understand someday.” He nodded towards a decent-sized rock a little way away from her feet. “Go on. See if you can catch me in the face this time.”

She eyed him suspiciously, but stooped to pick the rock up regardless. “You’re just going to dodge again, aren’t you?”

“Naturally.” He wasn’t smiling at her, not quite, but Rook could’ve sworn she saw something like a smirk flicker across his face. It was hard to tell for sure given the distance. “Surely you weren’t expecting me to make this easy for you?”

This time, Rook took several big steps back, gave herself a run-up before launching the rock across the chasm with everything she had.

[raeneism]

It doesn’t feel inherently romantic or platonic, for me. It’s something that transcends both, something on its own plain of existence entirely. They’re two sides of the same coin, inextricably bound-forever fated to each other’s side.

Jayvik stans: how is this NOT romantic?

Okay but consider: why does it have to be? Why is "romantic" considered the absolute peak of what two people's dynamic can be? There are so many different types of love in the world, and yet every time, shippers want to push it as romantic because they genuinely cannot picture a powerful platonic love.

I never saw Jayce and Viktor as romantic or sexual. I always thought, and after finishing the show, that they are doomed platonic soulmates. Yes, they love each other. No, I do not think that love is romantic.

[cat-draws-stuff]

Sweet dark mouth, all peoples of the world emerged from your great dark depths. Sweet dark mouth, you shall widen again.

Linocut print of Faulkner.