#tenshi talk

[otomes-world]

From time to time I see notifications with likes of my not quite au with rsa!mobs. Also considering that I liked Neigh from the very beginning and wrote fics about him, one idea came up. I will regret it very much, very much, but..

As if, now my old-new impression of the characters is like this.

Here they are from left to right:

Aro, - we'll leave the names as they were originally intended, in order to honor of the original author - the quietest and most suspicious of the three. You're walking down the street, there he is. You went into the store to buy some groceries, he's standing in front of the checkout. You went jogging in the woods, and there he is, too.

His image plays into his hands as many times as it takes. At some point, you notice him in the distance or, on the contrary, very close, it doesn't matter, and you begin to consider him part of the background. Who are you to bother him, right?

A huge miscalculation on your part. Because when he actually approaches you to talk for the first time - for any reason - you won't suspect anything strange. Hell, you've known each other for so long. Even if for most of this "time" he simply existed. He's become so integral to your life that it's strange to go shopping without seeing at least the top of his head.

His constant sleepiness completes the picture. You can't help but worry about him, because he could be anywhere at any time. Not everyone around you is as kind or understanding as you.

He's not like all the other boys around you. He doesn't get into fights, he's not rude - he rarely speaks, to be honest - he's a model child and student. If there was an award called "Any Teacher's Dream", he would be in nominating hall as well.

He always listens, no matter what nonsense or stupidity you ask. You were talking about the lifestyle of snowy owls, so why did you stop? Aro doesn't mind if you lecture him about these birds, even if it started an hour ago and it's past midnight now.

As soon as he confesses, you… what are you? It's like he's become such permanent part of your life that you have been dating for a long time. You call him for help. You share with him very first breaking news. You ask him for advice. At some point, you have to wonder if you even had any friends before Aro came along.

Silver or Quicksilver, he is that very child who grew up on fairy tales about brave knights who slaying dragons and rescuing princesses. The very one who will come to sing you a serenade under your window and will dodge flying pillows of awakened ghosts along the way.

The one who will be watching you from the far end of the street, on the opposite side, and when you give in and come over to clear things up, he will drop to one knee and propose marriage right then and there. Ignoring your completely unimpressed gaze, he will look at you with his glowing, childlike eyes.

Getting rid of him is some miracle, no doubt, but you return to the dorm, and there is a pair of white doves with a wreath waiting by the door. Where did he even find them? Are there any companies that provide services of specially trained birds that deliver boxes? What do you mean, there is a whole dovecote of them in the RSA? What do you mean, you will receive flowers and gifts regardless of whether you want them or not?

As soon as you give up on trying to appeal to his working brain cells - you have already convinced yourself that he does not have any - he will jump up and start apologizing for his behavior, simultaneously adding compliments to you in his speech. At some point, you come to terms with the fact that the whole street is watching the unfolding scene. No, you are not filming a teen drama. No, you are seeing him for the first time in your life. No, he is not crazy… although, perhaps, people are right about that.

Rubbing the bridge of your nose, you slowly resigned yourself to the idea of ​​turning your dorm into a flower shop. The other students began to run away when they saw you in the hallway, as you handed out flowers to everyone you met. When you ran out of people, you went around for a second round. Then a third...

Good luck trying to explain to this RSA prince, one of the RSA princes, that things don't work like that. As you left with another bouquet, you mentally figured out who you could give it to.

Raven. A fine, well-mannered young man. He never raises his voice, always lends a helping hand to those in need. Wait, why does he have such a sly, suspicious look? If you ask him directly, he will put on an innocent expression and ask in response, “Aren't you imagining things?”

No, you're not. You are more than sure that you have seen the way he looks at RSA-Silver when he thinks that no one is watching. Your compass, magnetized by all the overblots and other NRC students, works like a clock for such things. You will not let his pretty face fool you.

Exactly, but now you are sitting in a cafe and discussing… what were you discussing?.. He has a mysterious ability to bring arguments in the most neglected cases and convince you to do what you initially did not want. After two minutes of conversation, you no longer remembered your complaints about him, as if they had not existed in the first place. All problematic issues are listened to and turn into such trifles that it is worth considering whether you were dissatisfied with something.

He is attentive, always noticing the smallest changes and reading your mood like an open book. You were thirsty, so he hands you a bottle of water. You were thinking about something sweet, what a coincidence, he has some of your favorite candies in his pocket. You seemed to want to eat a certain cuisine, and during lunch he asks if you would like to visit a cafe where it is served.

At some point, everyone starts considering you a couple long before you hear him confess. It's exactly as you wanted it, as well as it completes the picture perfectly. You tried to refuse, but the same thing happens. He turns all your negatives about the relationship into reasons why you should say yes. This doesn't obligate you to anything. You are mature understanding individuals who are taking closer look at each other. Dating someone doesn't mean that you have to spend your whole life together.

However, you get the idea that it will be impossible to break up with him.

[otomes-world]

I was thinking... this could be a prompts for mini drabbles... I'll think about it.

List of character flaws that can be prominent in villains

Rebellion: Strong opposition to authority figures and societal norms.

Manipulativeness: Tendency to exploit others for personal gain.

Cruelty: Enjoyment or indifference to causing suffering in others.

Narcissism: Excessive self-love and lack of empathy for others.

Arrogance: Overestimation of one's own abilities and importance.

Impulsiveness: Acting without considering consequences or long-term effects.

Deceitfulness: Habitual lying and deception to achieve goals.

Entitlement: Belief that one is inherently deserving of special treatment or privileges.

Distrust: Difficulty trusting others, often stemming from past betrayals or trauma.

Insecurity: Deep-seated feelings of inadequacy or worthlessness, leading to defensive or aggressive behavior.

Jealousy: Resentment towards others' successes or possessions.

Vengefulness: Desire for revenge against perceived wrongs or slights.

Machiavellianism: Willingness to manipulate and exploit others for personal gain.

Sadism: Deriving pleasure from inflicting pain or suffering on others.

Paranoia: Irrational suspicion and distrust of others' intentions.

Egocentrism: Difficulty seeing beyond one's own perspective and needs.

Addiction: Dependency on substances or behaviors that impair judgment and control.

Rage: Explosive outbursts of anger or violence.

Perfectionism: Setting unattainably high standards for oneself and others, leading to frustration and resentment.

Hubris: Excessive pride or self-confidence, often leading to downfall.

Sociopathy: Lack of empathy or remorse for one's actions, often accompanied by manipulative behavior.

Psychopathy: Antisocial behavior, lack of empathy, and disregard for social norms and moral standards.

Obsession: Fixation on a particular person, goal, or idea to the detriment of everything else.

Fearfulness: Paralyzing fear or anxiety that drives destructive behavior.

Isolation: Withdrawal from social interactions and relationships, leading to further detachment and hostility.

Codependency: Unhealthy reliance on others for validation and self-worth, often resulting in manipulative or controlling behavior.

Nihilism: Belief in the meaninglessness of existence, leading to a disregard for moral and ethical considerations.

Megalomania: Delusions of grandeur and a desire for unlimited power and control.

Impatience: Frustration with delays or obstacles, leading to rash decisions and reckless actions.

Self-destructiveness: Subconsciously sabotaging one's own success or well-being due to deep-seated issues or trauma.

[2isted-chocol8-art]

If you try to get near them they WILL kill you. No hesitation.

-> More Aod Art!

[dharmafox]

I can barely handle how kind Asa is and how she never dismisses Kame's ambitions or belittles her because of them, but encourages and supports her regardless of the fact that they have different priorities.

[deus-ex-mona]

sena 🤝 yujiro

older siblings (who see themselves as unreliable) who look out for and love their (relatively aloof) younger siblings unconditionally

[otomes-world]

what.

Morganatic Idol: Termination of Service Notice

07.11.2024

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[otomes-world]

Lucid dreaming

I haven't been the most productive writer this year. I'm also late with the congratulatory gift, but I'll continue anyway. This isn't exactly a New Year's themed work. I wrote it as unexpectedly as I posted it today. Thanks to everyone who's been with me this year! P.S. You can put here any of your favorite characters. Happy holiday my dear 0/

The sky was light purple with clouds running past, always hurrying somewhere. There was silence all around, broken only by the sound of footsteps on the stone-paved road. On the sides there were statues of various villains from different fairy tales. Why your consciousness decided to choose them was a question you would like to know the answer to.

This was not the first time you have found yourself in this place. Sometimes the locations were cut out illustrations from a fantasy book, and sometimes they seemed so real that sometimes you were surprised to wake up.

You remembered the very first one from the dream best. It was dark, the source of light was only the lanterns glowing green. Except for the full moon - because, of course, it had to be full - which was burning, a bright noticeable spot, already at this stage not boding anyting well. The road led you through a landscaped park and, it seemed, there was nothing unexpected in this. Until it turned and before your eyes appeared an ornate metal gate, the wicket door standing open. As if inviting you to enter.

In the distance, a castle stood proudly, its sharp towers piercing the sky.

Hearing a horse neighing behind you, you turned around abruptly and woke up. Blinking and trying to catch your breath after the sudden awakening, you replayed such a real scene in your head. As if you had already been there, which was a stupid statement. You were not the type of person running around abandoned buildings and shouting into the void with a flashlight: "Give me a sign!" However, dreams are dreams, and work and getting ready in the mornings were still necessary.

The cold water finally drove away the remnants of sleep, and the amazing dream would have been forgotten in the routine, if it had not been repeated the next night.

And the next.

And the one after that.

Throughout the year.

The bell caught your attention, and you looked up to greet the new customer. It was raining outside, and many people were rushing to hide under the shelter of the roofs of small coffee shops and stores. Yours was no exception.

Well, the cafe wasn't exactly yours. You just worked there as a barista, because, firstly, it wasn't difficult. Secondly, the pay was pretty good. Thirdly… you started working there as a teenager, and now the small establishment had become an integral part of your life. A second home, no matter how saccharine it may sound. You loved this place, and that was only thing that matters.

Usually, the hustle and bustle took up all possible free time and there were no thoughts for unnecessary reflections, but on such a melancholic day with an equally thoughtful accompaniment, it became an exception.

Despite the fact that dreams, against your will, also tightly merged with your everyday life, you could not deny how real they felt from time to time. The texture of objects, the wind on your skin, and even the banal emotions of what was happening. The only thing that kept you afloat was the next awakening after the invisible timer ended. Whatever you saw, whatever place you visited this time, in the end you opened your eyes in your apartment. You walked to your favorite job along familiar streets. You saw the same faces of passersby running through the shop windows to their business.

Everything was as it should have been.

However, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was slowly starting to change. You no longer felt lonely and restless in the world of dreams. As if you were being thrown into moments when someone was nearby. Even though you couldn’t see each other, the suspicion in the subcortex of your consciousness made itself known.

You first noticed this while sitting in the library, whose shelves with books stretched as far as the view could reach. It was quiet and, taking the first manual on flying on broomsticks that came to hand, you opened it to a random page and dozed off, propping your chin up with your hand. Sleeping in a dream was ironical but the sun shining through the window made you sleepy.

The chair next to you creaked, and you instantly opened your eyes. There was no one nearby. Frowning, you left the book, stood up and walked around the seats, peering around the corners. It was definitely a chair. As if someone had moved it to sit at the table. When you returned to your place, you discovered that the book was closed and put on the edge of the table.

Ghosts didn't exist, you repeated to yourself. Although you were actually asleep, so in the world of your consciousness they could be as real as, for example, you. The realization made you shudder unpleasantly, but not from the cold. The desire to return to the previous place disappeared and, casting another wary glance at the book, you turned to hide in the depths of the library. While away the time until you woke up.

From that moment on, you constantly began to notice someone's invisible presence. Moreover, you could swear that this someone noticed you. You simply did not have direct evidence of each other's existence.

Doubts gnawing from within deprived you of peace during the period intended for rest. Until, finding yourself in the library, you walked to the nearest table to grab a piece of paper and a pen. It looked and sounded stupid. Trying to find an explanation for the oddities in a dream was like asking unnecessary questions in a computer game.

"Are you here?"

Leaving a piece of paper and a pen nearby, you stepped away, turned on your heels and left. If the pen suddenly flew in and started scratching something, you couldn't promise that you wouldn't fall over on the spot. The anticipation was driving you crazy, but it was a necessary decision to try to calm yourself down.

After making a few circles, forcing yourself to read the spines of the books, trying to distract yourself, you walked back slowly. The items were where you left them, only next to your inscription there was another one.

"I'm here"

You dropped into a chair and not taking your eyes off the paper, afraid to touch it. You sat there until you woke up again.

A sigh escaped against your will, forcing your eyes shut and open a couple of times, you tried to straighten up. You probably weren't the best employee today, but the work shift flew by unnoticed. It was time to close. Stepping out into the hall and sitting down on one of the soft chairs, you rubbed the bridge of your nose. That incident wouldn't leave your head and although you never repeated such experiments, it was enough to turn your whole understanding of the dream world upside down. It was one thing to travel to an unknown place and quite another to realize that you were not alone.

The bell on the door rang - someone had arrived. Damn it, you forgot to close the door and turn the sign over. Pulling yourself together, you raised your head to meet an unknown man. Although he was outwardly calm, you noticed how interestedly he was looking around.

"Excuse me, sir, we are closed," you addressed him, drawing his attention to you. Something about him seemed vaguely familiar, but you definitely hadn't met before. You remembered most of the cafe's customers. "You can come in tomorrow, we are open from 8 am."

You looked at each other for a while. This gave you another chance to look him over. He was dressed in some sort of uniform: a black jacket and pants, a colorful vest, a white shirt and a striped tie. Then he closed his eyes and answered more cheerfully than you expected.

"Oh, that's too bad," his expression didn't match the bad - for him - news. "I was hoping to get out of the rain."

You glanced at the door behind him, and sure enough, the rain didn't seem to be letting up. A sentence you would never have uttered to anyone in your right mind was out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.

The stranger's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a happy glint in his eyes. For some reason, the unexpected remark rang in your head like a bell, even though no one was coming in. Without waiting for his answer - your intuition told you that he would not refuse - you went to the door and turned the sign over to "Closed".

"I need to close and clean up, it'll take me," you glanced quickly at the clock by the counter. "Half an hour or so. You can wait there until I'd finish but after you'll have to leave."

You did not believe in fateful meetings, but perhaps this was one of them? It sounded cheesy even to you, so you ignored the man who had settled down on a chair near the display case. Of all the places, he decided to choose this one.

With sheer willpower, you forced yourself to get down to work, already regretting your words. It was too late to take them back and throw him out into the street.

Surprisingly, he did not try to start a conversation with you, limiting himself to rare glances, for which you were grateful. If he suddenly decided to continue the dialogue, you would have caught a nervous overstrain. Enough impressions from this day.

You walked over to where he had been sitting, seemingly a moment ago, to wipe down the surface. Then you froze. There was a white paper napkin with just three words on it,

You finished wiping the tables and looked around the hall. As you got to work, you completely forgot about the man's presence. Turning to the counter, you found that he was no longer there. When did he leave and why didn't you hear? It saved you from unnecessary interaction, though.

"I'm here."

[amiya-shirou]

While I do think it's extremely important to analyze a story and try to get a deeper understanding of its contents, themes, and characters, sometimes there's a big part of me that finds greater enjoyment in losing myself to the experience, to go through something I don't fully understand yet is so evocative and striking that it leaves a deep impression on me nonetheless. Sometimes I don't even want to understand them in full because that uncertainty is such a big part of my appreciation.

Serial Experiments Lain and Angel's Egg are both among my favorite anime ever, yet I would have such a hard time if I were ever asked to try analyzing them or fully convey why I love them. I know that there are plenty of theories and analyses around, some more reasonable than others, but to me they've gone beyond any conventional notion of narrative, and I don't care about applying its standards to try and dissect them. If they had such a deep, long-standing effect on my mind it's not because of some masterful example of incredible character writing, or because they effectively played with genre convention or any other reason that would align them too much to the idea of following any sort of proper "rule". I love them because I feel they perfectly succeeded in "crystallizing" a particular emotion in such a way that it only was possible because they were so effective in making me, as the viewer, feel just as lost as the characters in the indecipherable maze of their stories.

This is why I never was able to forget the scene of Alice reaching out to a Lain that had gotten so entangled in the trappings of her own mind and of the nature of reality. This is why I was hit so hard by the despair felt by the girl in Angel's Egg. It's a level of emotional resonance that lives through, and is empowered by, that very deliberate feeling of uncertainty, of being lost and alone in a scary, crazy world you'll never really understand. Sometimes, I just want to be touched by something without having to go out of my way to define it.

[project-sekai-facts]

yo, do ya have any favourite lyrics and/or line distributions? akito getting multiple lines about dogs is neato

Hoshizora no Melody has my favorite lyrics in the game it's not even a tough choice. I love how well every character's arc is conveyed through only a few lines it's so good. Emu could never and would never leave PXL (her grandad) behind, and WxS was able to finally change things for her and help her protect it. Rui was outcast his whole life and he came to accept it as something that would never change - it wasn't until WxS (Tsukasa) reached out to him and let him be passionate about his dreams without judging him that he was finally able to turn things around. Tsukasa throws his all into theatre (making people happy) and it's something that is so deeply ingrained as a part of himself, but WxS let him actually pave the way to make his dream a reality. Nene was too shy to face anyone and couldn't get over the things in her way (her past failures), but she was able to rediscover her passion for singing and is able to sing for everyone once again.

The prechorus parts too, Emu and Tsukasa sing the part about realising that the world can make people smile because both of their dreams are to make people smile. Emu and Rui singing about the world giving life back to things they'd given up because Rui gave up on the thought of belonging and Emu was going to have to give up the Wonder Stage. Rui getting the part about celebrating the colors of the world because his dream is to create shows that anyone can enjoy regardless of identity.

As you said I think Akito getting lines about dogs is a nice little bit of recurring irony. I particularly like this example from Gekokujo that conveys his unwavering determination and drive even when he's faced with forces pushing against him really nicely. Also just Gekokujo's lyrics as a whole I think reflect the event so well.

N25 probably has the best lyric game like there's so many good examples from their songs. Particular favorites would have to be Engeki for summarising basically Mafuyu's entire life in such a gut-punching way, and Tricologe for a similar reason for Hoshizora in that it just does such a good job of representing every character.

IDSMILE/lower parallels my beloved <3

Gunjou Sanka is another favorite of mine. If you couldn't tell by now I love stuff that either tells a story or describes a character. Or both. All of Gunjou Sanka is so good and really packs a punch with the emotions but I really like the first verse and prechorus here where it describes the basics of each main story in just one or two lines each. I especially love the Leo/need segment about being able to believe in wanting to stay together since they've moved on from their pasts and are reuinted now.

And how could I forget Mr. Showtime. This one has such clever lyrics and I love the use of parentheses to add secondary meanings to certain parts. The whole song is perfection but I'm particularly fond of this section here, specifically the last line because it understands Tsukasa so much better than like half the fandom does. Theatre is something that Tsukasa genuinely dedicates everything to, in some ways (every way) it is his life. Phoenix is a great example to demonstrate that because it highlights just how much it means to him and how he's willing to put it above everything else, including his own wellbeing, to try and overcome the obstacles he faces. At the end of the day though, even if it's tough and can feel like it's taking too long or isn't worth it, the roadblocks he doesn't anticipate are the ones that help him improve most and get closer to his dream than anything else.

also just this one lyric from Showtime Ruler I love character development. Karasuyasabou actually says that's his favorite in the song, and he talked quite a lot about the lyrics for the rest of the song in his corocoro interview. I'd suggest giving it a read because it's pretty interesting what he says about how he wrote it.

this is getting a bit long so i'll stop here haha

[otomes-world]

Orpheus. Because you have to at least die for them to give in, and even then, they'll follow you into the underworld..

I suppose you could say I have a bit of a type

[catsaystuff]

No idea how dead this fandom is but let me make a contribution to it . as an offering

[storybrook-and-fruitsbaskets]

A Lamli x y/n (Aruji-sama) I wrote on X

I’ll translate it and post it here too :)

(A/n: this is a fan fiction that I wrote! Aka it’s not official. I wrote this in Japanese first, so it might read a little weird sometimes.)

(Slight spoiler warning for event stories “Shiro no Suuhai” 白の崇拝 (White Worship) and “Butler's Wedding Party”)

(tw: might be a little gruesome) (Aruji-sama is they/them)

(I got the idea for this short story from a friend on X!❤️)

Enjoy!

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I was out with Lamli in Espoir when, out of the blue, Seraphim appeared.

“Oh? Out to town on this lovely day, are we?”

Lamli reacted immediately and jumped out in front of me. “Geh, an Intellectual Angel. What’re you doing here?”

“Well, I thought I’d take a few enhanced angels out for a stroll. You know, for another test run.

“!! Aruji-sama! Please stay close to me!”

As I stood in shock, the loud alarm rang to signal the angels’ arrival. Lamli and I had snuck out of the mansion today to buy mixed nuts for Lucas that might go well with his wine. “Annoying Nac,” as Lamli called him, had also been planning on going to the Grovaner House today, so Lamli had been able to sneak off easily to come to town with me.

Which meant that we were completely by ourselves.

“Aruji-sama! Please stay back where it’s safe!”

Lamli began fighting off the enhanced angels, waiting for backup as he protected the town with his superhuman athleticism.

Seraphim watched him languidly as if spectating a show when a few other butlers arrived, responding to the alarm. Haures, Bastien, Lato, Shiro, Bellen, and Berrien. All butlers who were top tier in combat.

They’ll be able to beat the angels… right?

I opened the prayer book and said the usual phrase. “Come forth, dark ally. I summon you. By this contract with the devil, unleash the power of the butlers here. .....”

.........

(A few days ago)

“Nac! You were writing Lucas-sama letters all this time!? Yuck, so annoying.”

“Lamli, what is with your expression. I merely write Lucas-san notes to relay necessary information.”

“Hmph! Really? Lucas-sama~! If I wrote you a letter, would you read it?”

“Of course♪ I wonder what kind of letter you'll write me, Lamli-kun♪”

“It’ll most likely be something along the lines of what kind of frog he’d caught that day. As if he’s writing a diary entry.”

“No, it won’t! What do you take me for? I’d write about all the things I like and admire about Lucas-sama! I hope you’ll look forward to it, Lucas-sama! Oh! Maybe I’ll write Aruji-sama a letter too! I wonder if they’ll like it~”

“That’s a great idea. You’re really thoughtful about Aruji-sama, Lamli-kun♪”

Nac sighed and gave a hopeless smile. “If only you’d take your job to clean the mansion as seriously.”

.........

We were almost there. We could just almost beat them, but the enhanced angels were strong.

Ughhh, I hate angels. As much as I wanted to get this over with, I continued to protect Aruji-sama. Hearing all of the commotion, all of the other butlers had joined in on the fight, too. But, these enhanced angels were really a pain in the butt.

Just then, I saved a crying child who had tripped and fallen on the ground. But, I’d made a mistake.

“Lamli!!!!”

It was Aruji-sama’s voice.

An angel sped toward me in the blink of an eye.

“Ah!”

The angel released a blinding light. As I realized what was to come, I dropped the sickle sword in my left hand.

The letter I was going to give Aruji-sama was in my pocket. The letter I’d written for Aruji-sama…

I held it tightly in my hand, and, taking the sword in my other hand, I cut off my left hand at the wrist. Then, throwing the dismembered fist far away from myself, I prayed that it would reach them.

Would they think my amputated hand is gross? Would Aruji-sama not like me anymore? The thought crossed my mind.

“Aruji-sama! I love you!!”

I wanted to give Aruji-sama, the person I love, one last smile. I lifted the corners of my mouth to give them one of my usual bright smiles, and I looked at them. Not at the angel that was trying to erase me from existence.

I was so happy to be able to spend my days with you.

I hoped they would understand. This feeling that had my heart bursting with love and adoration.

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I screamed his name until my voice was hoarse. Afterward, Lucas defeated the enhanced angel that had taken him. I picked up the hand that Lamli had thrown —Lamli’s hand— and held it until the warmth gradually disappeared.

By the time the fighting was over, a second Intellectual Angel came to us. An all too familiar face.

“What are you doing Seraphim? Hurry and put an end to all this.” Cherubim looked at me as he spoke to Seraphim. “You finally defeated one of the Devil Butlers… You should take care of their lord now while the other Devil Butlers are weakened.”

“Hmmm give me a second, Cherubim. You, Lord of the Devil Butlers.”

“Huh…?” Seraphim said something to me, but I couldn’t wrap my head around his words. How could I in this situation?

“Tell me… Do you know why that Devil Butler cut off his own hand to preserve it?”

All I could do is stare back, still in shock of what had happened. What did he ask me? How could you ask something like that? It made me realize again that angels were incapable of understanding human emotions.

“The reason why Lamli cut off his hand…”

It probably wasn’t just so that he could give me one last letter. He did it so that I could hold his hand just a little bit longer. Before he could be completely erased from this world by the angels light without a trace of him left behind. He wanted to leave a part of him with me. Literally. So that I could hold his hand, touch his skin, and grasp onto him a little bit longer. An unspoken promise that he’ll be with me forever. For that reason, he cut off his hand…

Lamli’s hand. His last gift to me.

I couldn’t imagine how painful it was to cut it off.

Seraphim waited leisurely for my answer, like he was having fun rubbing salt in my fresh wounds, while Cherubim looked like he was only waiting out of curiosity.

“I think Lamli wanted to leave something… to leave a part of him behind…?”

In the Central Land, depending on the region, some people cremated their loved ones to ashes when they passed. However, generally, embalming was the popular practice to bury their deceased. I remembered the time I’d told him once about the culture in my world, where some people used cremation but kept the bones in their shape to place in an urn and bury in a grave. "Oh, I see! So, it’s tradition to bury the bones of your loved ones… Hmm… I think I’ve heard of that before. That might be similar to what they do in the Eastern Land,” he had said.

“To… leave behind his bones… for a proper burial.”

“Hmmm I see. Sounds like a unique thing humans would do.” Seraphim laughed. "Well then, since you answered my question, I’ll let you go for today. Besides, it won’t be long until we angels defeat you for good.”

“Humans are so interesting. To think of going through the trouble of leaving behind your bones… There’s always something new to learn about them,” Cherubim mumbled, and the two returned to the sky.

.

《To the Aruji-sama I love!

Were you surprised?? I wanted to write a letter for kind and wonderful Aruji-sama who’s always nice to me!

Isn’t it kinda exciting to get a letter on just a regular day?!

Well, at least that’s what Rose-kun (Ammon) said, so I bet the surprise was a big success!

Aruji-sama!! Let’s watch the stars again together, and go on outings like today, too! I’ll always think of ways to have a blast, and I’ll make sure to put a smile on your face! ☆

☆☆Lamli☆☆ 》

.........

〔If I were to die like this, Would you shed tears for me or would you come with me?〕 (Lyrics from Shirayume, theme song of Akuneko)

I’d thought of those words once or twice.

As Ammon placed flowers on Lamli’s new grave, the other butlers silently said a prayer. Here lies Lamli. Without a doubt, a part of him rests in piece here.

He was still by our side. Not completely erased from this world. A part of him is still on this earth.

Finlay-sama came by the Devil’s Palace to pay his respects to the fallen Devil Butler, too. He spoke to Lucas, Nac, and me before leaving shortly to go back to the Grovaner Estate. I had a feeling he only came because Finlay was friendly with Lucas and Nac for being the negotiators for the Devil Butlers, and Lamli had been their roommate on the third floor.

The first request from the nobles that we went on together had been to the Southern Land. On the way there, we’d laid on the desert sand and watched the stars together when we were first starting to get to know each other.

You often prepared parasols for me to protect me from the harsh sun rays; the rays that made your body weak, too. We went on walks together, with you protecting both of us from the sun.

And in preparation for the wedding party, you and Lucas did my nails and gave me a hand massage. I remember how your hands felt against mine, as you rubbed the tension in my hand away with aromatic oil.

And I also remember how your cold hand felt in my hands just yesterday.

Flower viewing season, Tanabata, Christmas, New Years, the anniversary of when I first came to Devil’s Palace… All of them memories that I made with you.

I flipped through the diary that you wrote in for me.

Bastien said once, “When people are forgotten, that’s when they truly die.”

“I guess Lamli’s not here anymore to call me Megane-kun…” Fennesz murmured softly.

“O-oh! Um, I apologize, Aruji-sama! I said something I shouldn’t have again…

“Then,…. Can I call you Megane-kun from time to time?”

“Huh?” Fennesz looked surprised for a moment, but he soon nodded. “If it’s no trouble, yes. Please do so. …You’re right. Then, we won’t ever forget Lamli.”

From then on, I sometimes used the nicknames Lamli affectionately used to use for everyone. Lucas was the one who was the hesitant at first. He had preferred when Lamli didn’t use the “-sama” suffix for him, and now that I was calling him “Lucas-sama” sometimes, Lucas wasn’t very sure it’d be good.

“But, I hold respect for you, too. Can’t I call you that just sometimes…?”

He eventually agreed and showed me a kind but sad smile. I had a feeling he understood that this was my way of grieving for my Devil Butler.

By thinking of Lamli, he would always live on in our hearts.

Marucchi. (Hanamaru)

Kuma-san. (Teddy)

Shiro Shiro.

Bos. (Boschi)

Ribbon-kun. (Flure)

Kitsune-kun. (Bastien)

Rose-kun. (Ammon)

Gohan-kun. (Lono)

Megane-kun. (Fennesz)

Hau-san. (Haures)

Lato-cchi.

Yuu-chan.

Buu-chan. (Muu)

.

The following December, we said our prayers for him at the yearly memorial service.

I visited his grave, too.

Lamli’s happy and energetic voice would never resound in the mansion’s halls anymore. But, I climbed up to the viewing deck almost every night. I’d look for the “Aruji-sama Constellation” and the “Lucas-sama Constellation” that Lamli had made for us. Sometimes, Lucas would join me for a drink under the stars. And, when the night was getting late, Nac would come by during his usual rounds and escort me back to my room.

I hope Lamli will be the brightest, most loved star in every night sky to come. That was my wish upon a star…

****

A/n: Wow, I haven’t been on tumblr in a while lol😅

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[otomes-world]

It was kind!Keith vs alter!Keith with some drama between Benitoite brothers.

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I tried... lol

[firehananas]

While doing reach for my owns OCs, I was surprised (while I shouldn't because if Sanada do something right it's definitely the symbolism of her characters) that Eddie is incredibly Thanatos coded.

✅ Psychopompe of sort (carried the bodies to hell/eternal rest), guardian of dead (literally one of the meaning of Eddie's name: Guardian of Tombs) ✅ Poppy theme (its seeds are narcoleptic and help create morphine, related to Thanatos, Hypnos and Morpheus in myth. Other than the sleep like apparence of dead, it's also because ingesting too much of it can be deadly.) ✅ *Anime only* butterfly theme (in Ancient Greek, butterflies are a symbolism for the human soul - it's also why Psyché is given butterfly wings, as she becomes the goddess of Soul. Sometimes, Thanatos is also represented with butterflies)

Both the flower and the insect are also symbolism for the beauty yet the brevity of life. ✅ Give peaceful/unpainful deaths (Thanatos was originally just the Death, then as the myth goes on, the brutals deaths were given to his sisters, the Keres) ✅ Big Family (For Thanatos: A twin brother who had A TON of children including Morpheus + all the others Nyx's children, being his siblings. Mason family is smaller in comparaison (4 boys) but they had a zoo in their house soooo...)

✅ Buttmonkey (Thanatos on paper is scary and inflexible, yet this dude manages to get caught in a bag by Sisyphus.)

(I mean.)

(And he also loses to Heracles for some reasons.)

(As is Eddie for the Angels who always ended up with the short stick).

Now I can see a more twisted vision of Thanatos/Hypnos with Albert/Eddie, so this will be more a theory/interpretation than a true comparaison but still.

Hypnos and Thanatos are twin brothers, and sometimes co-workers.

Hypnos, god of sleep, is represented with white wings and is beloved by humans and gods alike as they allow them to rest, to be at peace. This love is reciprocated.

Thanatos is represented with black wings. In opposition to his brother, he is hated and feared by humans and gods alike, but as Hypnos, the feeling is shared (though the fear is replaced by distaste).

Now, Eddie and Albert. They aren't twin brothers but I still feel there is some parallelism.

Albert is the "favorite" one, despite being the violent one. While saying he hates everything and everyone is probably exaggerated, he is in so much pain, frustration (and delusional), he projects on others, especially the weaks (and Eddie) and search to destroy them.

Meanwhile, Eddie is the "unfavorite" but also the kind one. The one who wants pets (and people) to be at peace. He feels that by 'owning' people (by killing them) he can make them 'happy' and connect with them that way (hence his interest in Ray).

All this to say that, somehow, Albert is like a Thanatos rejecting his role (as a gravedigger) and his family (becoming ironically more 'peaceful' than his so loving brother), while Eddie is a sort of Hypnos who had gone wrong by embracing his brother's (Thanatos) duty.

[eddiesshovel]

Prettiest angels. Of death characters

Danny's gay as fuck I would've become a straight man