#teal fiend

[teal-fiend]

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Can you please write Kenshi and Johnny getting amazing head, like I want to put them into a coma from how mind blowing it is

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, oral, reader got god-like head game, hair pulling, overstimulation *not proofread, just pure horny

[thinking so fucking hard rn]

Johnny

An absolute fiend for head

He��s moaning, whining and whimpering every time you bob your head and hollow your cheeks around him

He immerses himself in the experience and can’t not push your head down onto him

Loves to hear you gag and sputter around his cock

A whore for overstim

Loves when you keep licking at his slit and stroking him

Eye contact. All the time.

Look him in the eyes when you take him into your mouth and he’ll cum from that

Kenshi (+ Sento)

Sento granted him vision after the incident and they made sure to give him the best view a man could get

Even in a turquoise/teal hue, nothing is as stunning as the look on your face and the sheer desire swimming in your eyes

Keeps his hands away from you so you can do what you want at your own pace

Don’t be scared, overstim him.

Watch him writhe and shake under your touch

He likes it when you dig your nails into his thighs to keep him still

The mental image of sweaty Kenshi getting the suck of his life is actually gonna leave me on life support holy shit

Shirtless, sweaty Kenshi's chest heaving as he gets the absolute soul sucked out of him

[wholegrainvore]

hello, do you have any recommendations for other vore blogs? ive only recently started looking for vore stuff on tumblr and its so hard to navigate bc of the ban :/ i like male pred and digestion stuff as well if that helps! thank you

ooo let me show a couple of my favourite blogs some love!!

@nombitenary - chris is such a good pred and has VERY rich lore hehehe

@teal-fiend - very good povs and well-written scenarios!!!! i eat their stuff up genuinely i don't think anyone puts more thought into the Implications of vore existing in a society so its really a pleasure to read their posts ^-^

@voraciousvore - VERY long macro/micro stories with awesome worldbuilding and overarching plots w/ vore as a recurring plot device 😳

@voraciousbeast - the lovable beast!!! look through his art and writing lots of good food here

@verydigestible - such good ocs ghjdjdgbhjdhgfd

@squirmifyoulike - LOTS OF FATAL VORE SCENARIOS!!!! squirm provides us our good good food. everyone say thank you squirm.

@monster-teef - go through its writing tags if u want to absolutely lose your mind. monster-teef is one of my favourite vore writers on tumblr ghkdghdfj

@ltsmoving - VERY VERY COOL OCS quality posts

@phantum - has old man vore yaoi 10/10

@mmmleckerlecker - BREAKING NEWS: BELOVED AUTHOR OF HEART PANGS ALSO HAS GREAT POSTS

@teefsntums - arthur is constantly serving quality art and groundbreaking new vore ideas never been seen before 😙👌

@dinnergirl - not exclusively a vore blog but uhhh... this bun tends to attract preds~ quality voreposts found here

if any of you want to be removed from this post pls let me know!! also if anyone knows more blogs that anon might like feel free to reblog and add them!!

[vorekody]

8/8 Countdown |Day 2|

@teal-fiend 's Wizard Character with a Goblet of Goo

[red-dead-sakharine]

Masterlist: Images & musings

Baldur's Gate 3

Image collections

Raphael 002 (shirtless) Raphael 003 (imagines) Raphael 004 (teal looks really good on him) Raphael 005 (more teal) Raphael 006 (less shirt) Raphael 007 (looking at you seductively) Raphael 008 (looking fabulous and facing Gortash) Raphael 009 (Raph & Haarlep having fun...) Raphael 010 (about Raphael's performance) Raphael 011 (Post-credit scene) Raphael012 (On cinematic artistry reminiscent of Faust/Mephisto) Raphael013 (Raphael being handsome in that damn light) Raphael014 (Cambion form Helldusk armor) Raphael015 (Helldusk with helmet) Raphael016 (Drink liquor from a quivering bellybutton, voice clip) Raphael017 (Dooblidoo scene teaser) Raphael018 (POV: You're underneath) Raphael019 (Soft Raphael x m!Tav) Raphael020 (Various degrees of irritation) Raphael021 (Sad pupper) Raphael022 (Sad and happy pupper) Raphael023 (His clothes are in the wash) Raphael024 (Raphael and his tiefling squad) Raphael025 (Raphael and Haarlep staring lovingly at each other) Raphael026 (Staring at you, longingly) Raphael027 (Sleeping Raphael) Raphael028 (Dream Raphael) Raphael029 (Prince of Hell) Raphael030 (Stolen power) Raphael031 (With and without uniform) Raphael032 (Texture appreciation) Raphael033 (The blood on thine hands) Raphael034 (The first time) Raphael035 (Devil's in the details) Raphael036 (Eyes are the window to the soul) Raphael037 (Angry uniform shots) Raphael038 (You bore the pain like a true fiend) Raphael039 (The Raphael scrunch) Raphael040 (Handsome seductive devil) Raphael041 (Handsome post-credit shot) Raphael042 (The devil you do) Raphael043 (Performance issues) Raphael044 (Silhouette) Raphael045 (Raphael being too handsome)

The Adventures of Raphael 001 (the beginning) The Adventures of Raphael 002 (evil Dark Urge) The Adventures of Raphael 003 (good Dark Urge) The Adventures of Raphael 004 (Confronting the Elder Brain) The Adventures of Raphael 005 (Finally - the Crown of Karsus) The Adventures of Raphael 006 (The Dark Timeline) The Adventures of Raphael 007 (Act II - The path to Moonrise)

Lore & Theories

Raphael defeated Ketheric by using Yurgir Raphael is a bard, and here's why The less travelled paths through the House of Hope Contract loopholes / On Tav's betrayal & Raphael's fate On Raphael's performance Helsik's dialogue about Raphael House of Hope plaque texts Korrilla rare dialogue & thoughts on Raphael as villain Devil's fee boycott Hope keeps the HoH afloat

[adallegra]

At breakfast, you notice Vetiti at the Hufflepuff table, staring intently at Sebastian and his Niffler while sliding a long piece of butter into his mouth. The churned cream leaving the corners of his mouth all greasy.

Her morning post had just been delivered. Allegra’s hand tightened around her cup of tea, which she had recently and uncharacteristically taken to drinking black. She stared at the slim piece of parchment, jaw set hard before she took one calming breath and set the note alight.

Despite watching the edges of the parchment coil and blacken into ashes, the anger that had swelled did not subside. It was as if he was right there — her father’s ever-disinterested voice in her ear as he requested her presence at the British Confederation of Wizards’ Gala. A summons, more like.

Do not disappoint me. As if any of the gathered officials would give a flying fu-fairy her opinion on the import of Catoblepas and how it may or may not aid wizardkind in dairy farming.

Speaking of which — Allegra’s eyes raised automatically to the Hufflepuff table and she immediately recoiled; all previous thoughts dissipated. Mouth puckered around what appeared to be a stick of butter, the nifflerphile was ogling in her general direction. With an expression of utmost revulsion, she followed his gaze, and by gods — several yards down the table and opposite her, Nosy was nuzzled into Sallow’s neck, a dozing, teal-coloured pillow as he cocooned himself on the wizard’s shoulder whilst his companion was occupied with that morning’s Prophet.

The anger returned sevenfold, and Allegra’s lips curled derisively.

There had been whispers in the corridors that the Italian fiend had been educating their fellow schoolmates on niffler-milking etiquette — if there was such a thing. And if even William’s ears still perked every time cheese was mentioned, it was only a matter of time before this heretical obsession spread like wildfire and cemented itself into a commercial demand.

At that moment, Vetiti’s attention flickered over to her, and his face broke out into a slimy grin when the buttery wedge left his lips. Allegra was thankful then that the Slytherin table was mostly vacant, the younger years having already gone to class. She took a half second more to decide her course, plastered a deliberately equable smile onto her face, and beckoned the Italian scoundrel over. His reaction was instantaneous. The solid mass of dairy was quickly tossed aside as Vetiti scrambled eagerly from his seat and jogged across the Great Hall.

Keeping her eyes on the Hufflepuff, Allegra lifted an arched brow and jerked her head unmistakably in Sallow’s direction. Paired with a falsely encouraging smile, it had the intended effect. Vetiti’s features visibly burst with anticipation, and he near-dashed for the bench opposite Allegra, eyes glossy with expectant need.

Before Vetiti could ciao bella her, Allegra had cut him off. “Vincent, was it?”

Without waiting for an answer, she continued, her voice dulcet yet carried with it an underlying chill. “You know, I don’t care for much in my life. In fact,” the witch idly twirled her wand, “I can count on one hand those that I care about.”

“That darling little niffler over there?” Allegra tilted her head sideways again, a sickly sweet smile sliding onto her lips. “At the top of the list.”

As she lazily conjured a napkin, a razor-edged iciness crept into her voice. “If you have less than salubrious intentions with him, however innocent you may think they are,” she languidly leant over the table, taking her time to tenderly dab at the grease on the corners of Vetiti’s mouth.

“Well,” Allegra gave the napkin an evaluating glance and let it fall onto Vetiti’s lap before settling back into her seat. “It’s well-known how much you Italians want for la dolce vita — that easy, sweet, sweet life.” Almost absentmindedly, she brushed the ashes of the incinerated note from earlier off the table, “I’d hate to have to ruin that for you.”

Her lashes swept upward as her gaze lifted to meet the Hufflepuff before she flashed him a disarming smile. “Capisce, bello?”

[inkykeiji]

Mint green with flawless Tomura

prompt: mint green series: flawless au warnings: reader likes mint chocolate chip ice cream, hints of a toxic relationship words: 510

“I don’t know how you can eat that,” you say, nose scrunching up. “My teeth hurt just looking at it.” 

“Don’t look at it, then,” he snaps, the lines of his lips dyed a syrupy cyan, confection liquified by the heat of his mouth. 

But you just can’t help it, the monstrosity on a sugared cone continually drawing your eye no matter how hard you try to ignore it, looming in your peripheral vision like some sort of Lovecraftian horror.

It’s three scoops tall, with funfetti birthday cake as it’s base, speckled with colourful sprinkles and ribbons of icing running through the vanilla cream, followed by bubblegum cotton candy, pink rippled with teal, and topped with cookie monster; a heaping scoop of blue ice cream, laden with chunks of cookie dough and topped with a slice of a chocolate chip cookie, stuck in the cream. 

It’s a cavity waiting to happen. It’s several cavities waiting to happen, and you wince reactively, features twisting in phantom pain, teeth stinging. His tongue slithers from between his gooey lips, slick muscle tainted some nightmarish colour, and curls vindictively around his ice cream, gathering a mountainous glob and chewing it, a responding hiss inhaled through your clenched teeth.  

“You’re just weak,” Tomura continues, eyes narrowed. “And I don’t know how you can eat that.”

Ruby eyes stare pointedly at the drops of mint green ice cream dribbling over your knuckles, the icy treat melting rapidly in the July sun. 

“It really isn’t that bad,” your tongue darts out to lick at the dollops of sugar smeared across your fingers, doing little in the way of cleaning it up, saliva watering it down to a translucent turquoise, sticky and shimmering, pooling in the gaps of your fingers. 

“It really is that bad, and I can’t believe I’m dating a psychopath.”

“A psychopath?”

“Only psychos eat mint chip ice cream,” he reasons simply, shrugging a shoulder. “No sane person enjoys mint in their chocolate.”

Bubbles of incredulous laughter barrel up your throat, warm and tingling as they pop on your tongue, and he joins in, chuckling, his gaze mollifying beneath your amusement. His teeth are stained blue from the artificial dye, giving his smile an almost uncanny characteristic to it, eerie and wolfish. 

“Oh? And is that a fact?”

“It is a fact,” he confirms. “Ask Kurogiri.” 

You can’t help but giggle again at how direly serious he is, as if Kurogiri truly is the end-all, be-all wealth of knowledge in this life, his information gospel, his words final. You suppose in Tomura’s world, he is.

It’s cute, in Tomura’s trademark endearingly entitled kind of way, that he’s so staunchly confident in his statements; so sure that he’s correct, so sure that his custodian would confirm the validity of his claims in an instant. 

“A sugar fiend and a psychopath,” you sigh wistfully, resting your head on his shoulder. “What a pair we make.” 

“Could be worse.”

“Worse? How?”

“We could both like mint chip.” 

“Oh, yeah. Then we’d be real menaces to society.” 

authors note: tomu definitely refuses to kiss you until you have, as he so eloquently put it, rid your mouth of that horrid mint flavour, shoving various different candies and sodas at you in a desperate attempt to eradicate the offensive taste. 

[liliallowed]

update: I am no longer in a safe position to mention Palestine blogs. until things become safe here I can no longer answer your asks. I'm sorry.

please do not follow me for donations and if you aren't interested in fandoms. I am uncomfortable with it.

free palestine. stop genocide

transphobia/ableism/discrimination/racism/sexism is completely unacceptable.

fandom stuff bellow

my fandoms:

in stars and time(no spoilers please)

persona(no spoilers I'm new to it)

inscription(I know the lore)

dokie dokie literature club(I know the lore)

LITTLE NIGHTMARES:

stagnant static

SLAY THE PRINCESS AUS:

-slay the player (crimson designs)

-unwound tapestry

persona [I am very new to it]

UNDERTALE AUs:

crimson wants to fight and defy death

crimson can just straight up exist in fanon without breaking the plot

dustfell player (teal)

dusttale: slay the player (yes it's a stp cross over)

closure au (ask box)

bad influence (comic+ cross over)

dustgrave au (comic+character sheets)

wonderland au

dusttale ocean au/mer au

snake dust

angel au

mafia au

Coraline au

phoenix au

sci-fi au

inmate au

dusttale: speak no evil

dusttale: fiend or foe

symbiot au

monster hunter au

forgive me not

forget me not

otherposts:

music, animation, and...:

crimson hour (crimson's theme)

sans goes feral (shit post animation wip)

murder time trio (immediate murder professionals)

fanfics(romance related content)

LV triangle

forgive me not (dragon shipping au)

thorn bound souls (soul bond au)

bloody scalpel (spicy wip that will soon be up on ao3)

personal reason behind my obsession with time loops:

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

I love this so much!!! Thank you @introverted-author for tagging me 💖💕 (also I think it's adorable that your last song was by Maya Hawke)

Last Song: Some Kind Of Disaster by All Time Low (I love everything off this album omg) (also this is inspo for the fic I am currently working on)

Favourite Colour: Bubblegum Pink or Teal Green (Or Mint Green?)

Currently Watching: Modern Family (and I've also been watching a lot of horror movies lately. I recently just watched The Barbarian for the first time - amazing. And I rewatched Creep with my sister)

Sweet, Savoury, or Spicy: SWEET! I am a fiend for sweet things. Sometimes I eat chicken just as an excuse to scoop up sweet barbecue sauce. And imo no drink or dessert can be too sweet

Currently Reading: Um... my own fics? While I am trying to write them 😂 I am also reading @gintsukiauthor 's latest novel as he writes it chapter by chapter. I have the inside scoop

Last Movie: Creep (2014) - such a good movie! Literally the best found footage movie ever imo. It keeps the twists and turns coming and it's not at all slow like some other found footage can be. If you love the psychological aspect of Criminal Minds, then you will love this. (But TW for a scene where someone describes committing a rape - not in super graphic detail? But yeah I just thought I would warn for that.)

Relationship: I am in a poly relationship - happily dating three amazing guys. One of them is the first tag below

Current Obsessions: .... over the past 24 hours I have actually been getting back into The Maze Runner, which was one of my obsessions from early high school. And I am writing a Maze Runner fix in another tab right now. Other than that, I am still working on some TWD fics, and I have been into miniature craft videos on YouTube? Like crafts for dolls. I'm not planning on making any of them, but I really like to watch the process

The Last Thing You Googled: "creep movie" because I wanted to see the year it came out lmao, "(my local area) forecast" because I wanna know WHEN THIS FUCKING HEATWAVE IS GONNA END, and "deaths in the maze runner movies" as a reference for my fic

Currently Working On: A Gally x Fem!Reader TMR fic (yes, it will have smut)

Tagging: @nctzenkane @star-mum @makeyouminemp3 @lukereiter @reidsdaisies

[drpeppertummy]

HOUGH. Ur SO right plant chars r SO underrated ← has plant themed faves that need to be fed NOW

Anyways. What drives me nuts is the thought of pitcher plant stomachs if that makes any sense. More in vore but for stuffing too - they just look so so so silly and have a lot of potential. Weird thought but do u think plant characters with innards like that would taste sweet when u kiss them, bc of the nectar used to attract bugs.

I'm so normal about plant people.

/ @eructophile

omg thats such a cute idea re: the nectar i love it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i have GOT to make some actual plant-based ocs theres like so many fun possibilities to play with. i can visualize a cute cartoony pitcher plant with a full tummy jghfdhsj

do u follow @teal-fiend? (sorry for the tag) i think theyve done some cool plant people vore

[yu-gi-poll]

ROUND 1A, MATCH 3 OUT OF 16

Monster Stats & Propaganda Under the Cut:

Silent Magician is used by Yugi Mutou. Its stats are the following:

Attribute: LIGHT

Level: 4

Type: SPELLCASTER / EFFECT

Effect Type: SUMMONING CONDITION, CONTINUOUS, QUICK, TRIGGER

Effect (according to the anime): "Cannot be Normal Summoned/Set. Must be Special Summoned (from your hand) by Tributing 1 Spellcaster-Type monster, and cannot be Special Summoned by other ways. This card gains 500 ATK for each card in your hand. Once per turn, during either player's turn, when a Spell Card is activated: You can negate the activation. If this card is destroyed by battle, or if this card in its owner's control is destroyed by an opponent's card effect: You can Special Summon 1 "Silent Magician" monster from your hand or Deck, except "Silent Magician", ignoring its Summoning conditions."

ATK: / DEF: 1000 / 1000

Propaganda:

Shes slay, she showed up for season 5 and helped win those duels for Yugi while he was separated from Yami. She faced so many aces (dark magician, dark magician girl, SLIFER THE SKY DRAGON) and she helped Yugi define himself as his own person in front of all his friends. Also she's a very cool metaphor for Yugi's growth throughout the series. Also also she's married to silent swordsman and has a daughter, silent paladin. Silent Magician is very beautiful in all her card art and is one of the few monsters to have different colors in the anime/manga and tcg/ocg. Also also, her hip windows are neuron activating.

The Kuriboh brothers are not one card, but five, all used by Yugi Mutou/Yami Yugi. They are Kuriboh, Kuribah, Kuribeh, Kuribee, and Kuriboo. I combined them into one entry so the Kuriboh Archetype didn't entirely take over a corner of the bracket, but also because they were mostly used as one monster by Yami.

Kuriboh's stats are already listed in this poll.

Kuribah: (Purple One)

Attribute: DARK

Level: 1

Type: FIEND / EFFECT

Effect Type: IGNITION

Effect (according to the anime): "You can remove from play 1 "Kuribeh", "Kuribee", "Kuriboh", "Kuriboo", and this card you control to Special Summon 1 "Kuribabylon" from your hand, Deck, or Graveyard."

ATK: / DEF: 300 / 200

Kuribeh: (Teal One)

Attribute: DARK

Level: 1

Type: FIEND / EFFECT

Effect Type: IGNITION / CONTINUOUS

Effect (according to the anime): "You can remove from play 1 "Kuribah", "Kuribee", "Kuriboh", "Kuriboo" and this card you control to Special Summon 1 "Kuribandit" from your hand or Deck. This card cannot be Tributed for a Tribute Summon."

ATK: / DEF: 300 / 200

Kuribee: (Pink One)

Attribute: DARK

Level: 1

Type: FIEND / EFFECT

Effect Type: TRIGGER/ CONTINUOUS

Effect (according to the anime): "When a face-up "Kuribah", "Kuribeh", "Kuribee", "Kuriboh" or "Kuriboo" you control is selected as an attack target, you can negate that attack. This card cannot be Tributed for a Tribute Summon."

ATK: / DEF: 300 / 200

Kuriboo: (White One)

Attribute: DARK

Level: 1

Type: FIEND / EFFECT

Effect Type: IGNITION / CONTINUOUS

Effect (according to the anime): "You can discard 1 Trap Card to select 1 face-up monster your opponent controls. That monster loses 1500 ATK until the End Phase. This card cannot be Tributed for a Tribute Summon."

ATK: / DEF: 300 / 200

Propaganda:

They are literally the cutest!!!!!!!!!!!! So colorful, so cute, so iconic.... the best thing that season 4 gave us.

[teal-fiend]

tealfiend's vore day commissions

Hello tumblr

i'm opening commissions on this account on the 8th of August, because it's the perfect time

more information below the cut

what you can commission:

- Oral vore - g/t vore - Internal view (clean) - Characters that are 18+ - Fictional characters - Original characters - Furry

I won’t draw nudity or non-vore fetishes. You can ask if you are unsure if your commission would fit the requirements, but if it’s different to what I usually post, then probably no.

I will reject comm requests that I am not comfortable with, or that I think is outside of my abilities.

Please give visual reference for the character

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DM any of my accounts to request a commission

payment methods:

I accept paypal and kofi. I will only begin the commission once I have received full payment

revisions and refunds policy:

I will not do revisions unless I have obviously missed something (e.g, a piece of jewelry that was in the reference image)

I will only offer a full refund if I am unable to finish the commission. Otherwise I may offer a partial refund depending on how close it is to completion.

posting: I will usually post art to my various social media accounts (https://linktr.ee/tealfiend). Please let me know if you would like to remain anonymous

pricing:

Prices are in USD

Full body: Sketch: $15 Shaded: $25 Colour: $60

Partial body: Sketch: $10 Shaded: $20 Colour: $45

this information is also on my caard:

[chaos-cousins]

Musharna Malice! Someone else's memory.

You step forward, despite the foreboding that licks over your bones, into the room that seems to ooze it like nothing else. And as the door slams shut behind you, you're wracked with a fit of dizziness that drives you to your knees and then-

You blink, and you're standing before a trio of entities.

A Girimehkala, larger and stronger than you've ever laid eyes on before. Cu Chulainn, armor polished, posture straight, stare icy, spear's lethal edge glimmering in the low light.

And a shirtless young man, covered in tattoos from head to toe. They're ink black, but outlined in a vivid, beautiful sea glass teal that glows starkly. His eyes glow a sick, poison yellow that casts his face starkly.

His face is... blank, neatly set. There's a glimmer of interest in those poison yellow eyes, and his posture is one of someone excited for a fight despite the empty look painted across his face. And then, suddenly, as those eyes flick across your party, the excitement is replaced by annoyance.

It's hard to quantify the feeling. One moment you're standing there, reeling, preparing for battle, the next you're choking on the horror that you have offended something miles upon stronger than you are- stronger than you are ever capable of being. It feels a little like dying and a little like being like prey and a lot like watching a supernova in real time.

His eyes close, and you watch his shoulders rise with a deep breath as his hands and arms come up to frame his face, fingers curled into claws, then his eyes open. Poison yellow seems to bore into your soul, and then poison yellow swirls searing blood red and you're simply locked on the spot in pure, unfiltered, unadulterated terror. His arms shift, and he lifts them above his head with one hand wrapped around the other forearm, before falling back open.

He leans backwards, arching in a way that even around your terror you find nearly sickeningly deep, arms on either side of him, palms upturned with his fingers still curled like claws.

And the ground seems to break apart with the wrath of God itself. Divine light sears through you, your scream stuck in your throat as you crumple and it continues to rip through you and rip you apart for what feels like uncountable hours-

Then it stops, and you can taste your death coming, mere seconds away, darkness encroaching. Then you hear a voice. A man's voice, smooth and rich, like silk and dark chocolate.

"Was that truly necessary, Demi-Fiend?"

The darkness washes higher, and you only barely catch a ruined, gravelly voice clearly seeped in annoyance spit back-

"They came to fight as cheaters, I only treated them as they were."

Then the darkness swallows you whole-

-And you jerk awake, heart in your throat, still swallowed by steadily cooling fear.

Fucking. Ow.

Like. Shit, I think that was worse than being hit with attacks beyond my comprehension? I think I'd rather have not be able to comprehend that.

...I'm not even sure if Margaret could beat her.

[sl0thonaga]

CH.2 - SYMPATHY FOR A DEAD MAN

Even in death, you will be encased and confined to this place of nightmares. In bleeding, evil metal. The minerals that feed on my bones will feed unto more bloodshed, not peace.

Will you be able to rest here, Shin? Peacefully, and eternally?

His eyes claw deep into Midori's face as he haunts his every step through the facility.

Never. NEVER.

I'll never forget you, even if I'm dead.

Won't you show sympathy for a dying man's body?

Chapter 2 of my Ghost!Shin YTTD Fic: MOMENTO MORI is out!

Words: 5,263 Characters: Hiyori Sou | Tsukimi Shin, Original Hiyori Sou | Midori, Meister (Kimi ga Shine) Relationships: Hiyori Sou | Tsukimi Shin/Original Hiyori Sou | Midori [for this specific chapter] Additional Tags: Kanna Lives | Sou Dies Route (Kimi ga Shine), Grief/Mourning, Ghosts, Trauma, Acceptance, Haunting, Mild Gore, Kugie and Shin are Ghosts, Possessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationships, Character Study, Obsessive Behavior, Fluff and Angst, Edgar Allan Poe References, Introspection

Within the ever-humming, luminescent monitor room, it seems a piece of scrap paper has been inserted roughly into the edge of a familiar book. With an ominous breath of wind, the page falls out.

"I wonder when Hiyori will come back..."

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ASU-NARO

▇▇CONFIDENTIAL▇▇

Shi▇n DIARY ▇▇ :Compiled and Logged by DR. H▅▅▆▅▅ S▅▅U

Ah, broken is the collar red! The spirit flown forever!

Let the bell toll!--a weakling soul floats on the Stygian river;

And, Man of Green, hast thou no tear?--weep now or lie in sin!

See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, thy Shin!

Come! let the burial rite be read--the funeral song be sung!--

An anthem for the pitiful dead that ever died so young--

A dirge for him the doubly dead in that he died so young.

"Wretches! ye loved him for his mind and hated him for his lies,

"And when he fell in feeble binds, ye blessed him --that he died!

"How shall the ritual, then, be read?--the requiem how be sung

"By you--by yours, the evil eye,--by yours, the slanderous tongue

"That did to death the innocent that died, and died so young?"

Through discourse and disclosure; but rave not your composure! Let his corpse belong

Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel so wrong!

The sweet Shin hath "gone before kin," along Joy, that flew beside

Leaving thee wild for the dear child whose death thy should have decide-

For him, the fair and innocent, that now so lowly lies,

The life upon his cyan hair but not within his eyes--

The life still there, upon his hair--the death upon his eyes.

"Avaunt! Tonight my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise,

"But waft that red scarf on Shin's flight as a Pæan of old days!

"Let no bell toll!--lest his sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth,

"Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damnéd Earth.

"To friends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven--

"From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven--

"From grief and groan, to purgatory alone, towards the gates of Heaven."

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A slow march of thinning blood and coarse rubble, clacking against smooth-leather dress shoes. Through barren hallways, the steady sludge of bloody teal. The remnants of the sheep, throwing himself into the lion's den to protect the herd.

A green-haired man steps with a macabré elegance, dragging something. Dragging someone. His red scarf sways in the encroaching darkness as a trail of rouge follows behind him.

Up a long flight of stairs, through walls thick with wire, to a cold, silver casket. Glum and static. The perfect place for unfulfilled desires to dissipate.

The green-tailed silhouette, his polished flow broken up by an uncanny rigidity of his joints, halts mechanically in front of the coffin's silver sheen.

The dim room is accompanied by nothing but the dripping din of muddy, stained crimson. The man that holds his pale, fragile wrists doesn't even breathe.

Dull, doll-like jade pupils stare into the empty, bottomless casket. His uncanny gaze shifts towards the bloodied beanie on his beloved's head, beaten with grit and dirt.

Sigh...

The man effortlessly picks up the corpse in his arms, already feeling lighter than when he still had life in him, and carefully drapes the body across the coffin's dark interior.

And slowly, he wakes.

It's true when they say death deprives you of all other things. He once imagined he would wake up, screaming, wanting to scream, perhaps in rage, perhaps in agony, like waking up from a nightmare.

But as he rises once more, all he feels is his numbness. As if all the emotions have left him, buried along with the shell of his mortality, in the gaps of void within the coffin.

The shell of Shin Tsukimi.

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I'm dead.

Shin Tsukimi sees himself, the same grassy strands of cyan hair on his head. Thin like silk thread, ruffled by his beanie.

Dead. He's dead. Dead? Dead. Dead.

The notion passes through him. Like mercury slides over his tongue every time he says it. He is but a wisp, and only regret tugs at him now.

The searing pain on his neck has left him, and he finds himself as translucent as a ghost. He stares past his hands, vision gluing onto the marks on his body's neck, the symbol of his final resistance. Finally, the first shreds of humanity come back to him as an injustice, a feeling that follows him to purgatory.

Sadness.

He wishes he could cry. Can he cry now? Is he deprived of that too? Maybe he is, but when tries to, it just feels like his spirit is only wallowing and weighing heavier.

I..I wanted to live too...

This...is worthless...all so worthless...

Why has he been left on earth? And here, of all places? This dingy, hellhole.

Shin, now a ghost, can't help but mourn himself. How could he not? Even though he sacrificed himself for the one girl who in turn, selflessly cared for him, A life lost is still a life lost. He lays beside the silver walls of the coffin, curling his translucent knees towards his face as he laments to the floor.

What now...what now...

He's so helpless. When will his spirit wither away? Will it do so along with his body?

It echoes through his soul. Gloomy, so gloomy..

His gloominess is startled by the abrupt clack of polished leather soles. Sharp and familiar; a sound he feared, yet one he would still run to. A sound that makes him jolt up on instinct. And when he does, an immediately recognisable face greets him, merely inches away from his own.

H...

..Hiyori...!

Another part of his life comes back to him, hits him like a cold breeze against his neck. This man was his life. The hairs on his head rise, pupils dilated as he starts sweating, cold and sticky like wax against his even more transparent skin.

Isn't he dead? Why is it as if his heart is racing, still pounding horridly at the sight of him?

Why, even after death, do you still cling onto your abuser?

Those wide, jade eyes don't seem to feel Shin's presence though, merely kneeling forward behind where Shin sat to promptly place a picture frame against his coffin.

He's...he's not smiling like usual, as he remembers him. He looks...somber.

Shin ponders, rather bitterly. Why?

Hiyori’s eyes, although shadowed by the dim backdrop, glows with an eerie stagnancy, downlooking the face framed behind glass.

The face of what used to be reveals itself in yellow backlight; innocent and pure, Shin Tsukimi.

No. No.

Slowly, Hiyori stands up, his neon head bleaching the dark canopy like poison. His face is plastered with a frown, wordless. Dormant.

It was these moments that used to make Shin sweat down to his neck. His indifference was more terrifying than his madness.

But now it was that same face, implanted, injected? – None of it feels real– with a sense of despondence. Confusing. Awful. Simply awful.

There is a slight downturn in the way his pupils eye the coffin. There is a crease where he presses his bottom lip into his jaw.

Shin’s wispy figure swivels around Hiyori's brown dress shoes, to peer at a peculiar piece of paper fallen beside his picture.

His ghastly eyes bore and sink into the words engraved fresh in ink.

..He can't be..

'Sou Hiyori, 21, of R▅D▅CTED, Japan, expired March XXth XXXX. Shin Tsukimi, Son of XXXX and XXXX Tsukimi, expired on March XXth in ASU-NARO's 3rd Floor Rubble Room Facility, after succumbing to mortal injuries in resisting the security systems, to give one last hope to Sara Chidouin and the remaining participants of the Death Game. Tsukimi worked as a job-hopper prior to the Death Game. He also loved computers, soft things, collecting, warm soups and cozy clothing. He displayed a self-sacrificial naiveté and beaming smile that charmed his dear friend. He is survived by his mother, father and little sister, Kanna Kizuchi, who he willingly exchanged his life and identity for in the Main Game to protect her. It is a shame he died without knowing their blood connection. He will be resented but remembered by friends, and greatly missed by family. And me. Me too.’

"Pity...such a pity.." The first murmurs draw out under the green-haired man's breath, sending chills down Shin's spine as it pierces through the unnervingly long silence.

Shin jerks up from his position and freezes there, soul growing colder by the second.

He could never get used to it. But then once upon a time, he did. Why. Why now? And why here?

Full Chapter on AO3..

[cg edits by me] [note: it is romantic soushin, but it is for the sake of exploring the characters as an unhealthy relationship. IT DOES NOT MEAN I CONDONE ABUSIVE DYNAMICS IN REAL LIFE.]

[applesaucesims]

Hi, what are some ways that you recommend to keep my decades challenge interesting as well as historically accurate??

Heyyy! That's a good question! I'll put my answer under the cut because it ended up a little bit longer. Sorry in advance lmao.

How to keep it interesting:

As for many legacy type gameplays and stories, one thing I find that helps is to shift the focus for every generation. I personally like to at least have an outline of what I like to focus on each generation. As an example, for my 1930s gen I knew I wanted to focus more on Emma and her friends, since I usually just focus on the family. Doing something "new" every now and then can help not getting bored, since otherwise legacies might feel repetitive (no matter if it's just gameplay or a story).

Another thing that keeps me wanting to play, is that I already have storylines in my head up to the 70s. Some are just vague plot points, some are basically a complete story, but it makes me excited for all of the future generations. This might just be a me thing though lol.

You might also get inspirations from all kinds of other stories, even if it's just small aspects. Not much more to that, but it's a good way to come up with new things.

Also, I know this sounds cheesy, but don't force yourself to just do anything when it doesn't feel right. If you feel stuck, you can do things like time skips. I did something like that at the end of the 1920s, speeding through the rest of the days by having Emma report important events in her diary. And, of course, taking breaks can always help restoring some motivation.

I personally also make Pinterest boards for my characters and stuff like that. It's fun and leads me to my next point: Making up personalities and aesthetics for your sims. Obviously, you would do that for main characters in a story, but I like to give a basic personality outline to side characters, too. It helps flesh everything out a bit. Also, I like to have certain "main colours" for my sims (yellow for Emma, teal/blue for Niall, rosy red for Ken, etc.). Idk how much this does for the story, but it makes dressing them and stuff more interesting to me personally.

TL;DR: Switch things up, take inspiration anywhere, don't stress yourself, and do what makes you happy.

Historical accuracy:

I'm personally a fashion history fiend, so this part is one of my favourite things about the challenge. I have a few books about this, too, but ofc internet research is a must. It's good to look up the fashion for the type of person you're dressing (age, class, job, etc.). The same counts for architecture and interiors. You can also make things like Pinterest boards for inspiration.

Honestly, you can get into as much detail as you want with the accuracy. Obviously, there are the basics like what technology exists, which are more important for immersion (ofc you wouldn't put a computer in a 1900s home lol). But sometimes small details like what pet breeds or plants are a thing at the time can be fun, too. For my ultimate decades challenge, I even made a sheet of what plants arrived in Germany at what time. But such things might not be seen in your story, so it's more about your own immersion.

Then, there is the thing with laws. If you base your story in a real country, it's good to research its laws throughout history. However, it's still your story, so you can adjust it as much as you feel comfortable with. I personally don't feel comfortable including racist laws in my story because I don't have any personal experience with that and don't think I could do it justice, even though I have done research in that field.

I do feel more comfortable including stuff about women's rights and lgbtq+ rights, since I'm a queer woman myself, with mostly queer friends, and have also studied those fields. But even then, I like to be a bit more lenient because I'm not gonna make a bunch of homophobic sims lmao. They're still like my babies.

Additionally, there were real people, too, that had achievements that would have been against the law (interracial marriages, successful working women, etc.), so it's not technically historically inaccurate. Your characters are still individuals, so they don't have to represent everything.

TL;DR: Do your research, adjust details to your liking, handle issues respectfully, and keep in mind that it's a fictional story in the end.

[tealfling]

i hc you as a tea fiend bc i always misread your url as teafling 😂

Haha. It's actually Teal bc of a Teal tiefling four elements monk character I played on a one-shot that I thought was really cool. I never really made her into a Tav for BG3 yet. Her vibe was very much a teal tiefling version of Ty Lee from AtLA.

As far as tea goes: actually, not a fan of hot tea. In fact I will only drink spearmint hot tea with lots of honey when I'm sick. I'll occasionally drink flavored iced sweet teas. My favorite is blackberry or huckleberry.

I'm more of a coffee person.