#the servants who served them

[bruciemilf]

One of my biggest pet peeves is the justice league being labelled as " The Avengers of DC" and its like. No? The avengers are law enforcement. The Justice League are volunteers

[thunderpot]

It stands to reason that no food would touch a king's lips without it first going through the royal taster. 

Happy valentines, my lovely blorbos!

[ancha-aus]

Gifted Drabble - NewAgeAU - Understanding

Hey @spotaus !! As promised :3 I got a little something for you!

Your drabble got me thinking and made me consider something. (also i am so sorry if i got the ages wrong. I really tried)

As always. Feel free to use whatever you want from it or just ignore what doesn't fit <3 I am just having fun and it is meant as a gift for you <3 (also to motivate you to keep writing more about it!)

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Nightmare gets off his horse as he stares at the castle.

Well. His castle now.

He is still not quite used to that. Refering to it with his castle instead of his mother's.

Even after almost 12 months. He still doesn't expect to see himself in the mirror. or maybe the problem is that he expects his old self. The young teen.

The weakling. The failure.

No focus.

He isn't that anymore. He now has the magic. He is the new powerful leader of his land. And he will make this work. Even if he still has no idea what he is doing.

No. He needs to get back and make sure no one tried to rebel against him. That no one tried to hurt Ccino while he was gone.

Nightmare gets off the horse and someone rushes over to take the horse. Nightmare stares at this person and figures out quickly it is the stablehand who has been taking care of the horses.

Nightmare looks over his shoulder and motions the new people to follow him. The set of brothers, the dog monster. and Killer.

Nightmare walks into the castle as he speaks "Some of the other servants will take you to your chambers to rest and clean up. Tomorrow the three of you will join some of my other staff to see what is needed and where you fit. Killer. You will-"

"My liege."

Nightmare blinks and looks over.

Ccino has appeared out of one of the servant secret passages and walks straight towards him. Nightmare can see, and feel, when Ccino takes in the new people and just who they are.

Ccino's face turns a bit harder and Nightmare can feel the annoyance and frustration in the air "My liege!" Ccino smiles brightly as he speaks "Have you eben succesfull in finding a possible knight?"

Killer chuckles behind him and mutters "someone is in trouble~"

Nightmare knows Killer is being sarcastic. But if only Killer knew how right he was.

Nightmare however could never be worried or afraid off Ccino. For him? Maybe. But never because of him. He gives a tiny nod. The only amount of respect their places and ranks allow them when others are near "Ccino." He waves into the direction of the new arrivals "These people will join my workers." He looks at the four new arrivals "This. Is Ccino. He is head of the house." a title that will never pass away from him. Not as long as Nightmare is in charge.

Ccino nods "Pleasure." he looks back at Nightmare "My liege. If you have the time. There is a matter we need to discuss."

Oh yeah. Nightmare is very much in trouble.

Nightmare's voice is still calm as he speaks "Very well. I will meet you in my study after i made sure they go to their chambers."

Ccino feels unamused but he nods with a bow before he leaves the hall with a quick turn.

Nightmare turns back to his new... servants? He never quite liked that word but it works. He turns to his servants and feel his tentacles slowly rise from their position on the ground. They slowly start to idle again as he makes sure the new people learn where their rooms are and where to get food.

He brings Killer to a room more seperate from the others. Beyond the guard positions. Just because Nightmare wants to give him a chance and the fact he doesn't fear him is refreshing doesn't make Nightmare forget how dangerous Killer is.

Fuck this was a mistake.

What if Killer hurts people here?

What if he hurts Ccino?

Killer looks around his room before lounging on the bed "So what is the deal with the other skeleton?" he grins and wiggles his eye brows "Little secret going on there?"

Ngihtmare needs a moment as he wonders what Killer could mean. Then it sinks in and Nightmare feels his tentacles all spasm as he shudders "No." the answer is final and harsh. Killer actually looks surprised.

Nightmare holds his sight and speaks slowly "I will only repeat this once and remember this well. I don't like having to repeat myself." he holds Killer's gaze "Ccino is head of the house. He will remain head of the house. Nothing anyone can say or do will change this." he holds his gaze before straightening himself again as he moves towards the door "Tomorrow we will start training."

Kilelr sputters "We?!"

Nightmare stops and shoots him a look "Obviously. How am I to keep track of your skills and promise if i don't oversee the training myself?" and he leaves the room.

He hurries back through th castle towards his study. Sinking in and out of shadows as his mind, body and soul all know where he wishes to go.

He stops by his study and enters it.

Ccino is already in there. Studying the old masks in the special glass casing.

Nightmare closes the door and Ccino turns to him with a glare "What were you thinking?"

Nightmare gets taken back to a year or two prior. When he was still small. When he had cut himself to practise for the ritual. He hadn't been able to sleep and had been nervous about the apple ritual already. He had wanted to practise his part. to perform a blood oath to promise loyalty until death to his twin.

Ccino had caught him with a knife out.

Nightmare blinks back into the here and now as Ccino looks at him expecting with his arms crossed.

Nightmare blinks as he looks to the side for a moment. How is it that even wiht him being taller than Ccino he still feels small compared to him? "They were innocent."

Ccino looks unimpressed as he crosses his arms "Now with less lies."

Nightmare blinks and shoot his traitorous tendrils a look. No doubt they did something to give his little slight lie away. Ccino jsut raises a brow as he taps his foot.

Nightmare speaks again "Most of them were innocent. I didnt want them to get hang for something they did not do."

Ccino hums as he waits "And the murderer?"

Nightmare looks at Ccino "how did you know?"

Ccino sighs but has a small smile on his face. an old fond feeling as ccino looks at him and the tiny part of nightmare that had been stressed relaxes. Ccino just keeps looking slightly amused "There is a reason i told you to get out more. you only hear so many things from people in the castle nightmare. You need to go out to hear everything from everyone. I know who he is because i go to the market sometimes."

nightmare gives aslow nod as he looks away. So Ccino knows that nightmare brought a serial killer home. great.

Ccino sighs and sits on the couch for visitors and Nightmare joins him instead of sitting in his own chair.

Ccino looks at him "Just... tell me what happened. Why did you decide this?"

Ngihtmare looks at his hands. again slightly shocked to see the goop. It never stains anything yet it feels like a reminder. It is dirty. it isn't the holy light the powers promised. it is weird and looks diseased which is fitting for him. someone who betrayed everyone. who betrayed his twin. He may have gone it to protect dream. But even dream doesn't see this.

Where does that leave him?

Ccino's hand rubs his cheek and Nightmare shakes himself out of it. Ccino looks so worried as he rubs his skull "Hey... it is okay... i am not mad at you. I am worried about you. I am sorry if it seemed like i was mad."

Nightmare knows ccino isn't mad at him. Not like that at least. Nightmare can feel that. But he likes that ccino still tells him as much too.

Nightmare sighs as he leans into the gentle hold and touch. Ccino had always been one of the few to hold him. As his and Dream's babysitter it had been his job. But Ccino had always truly cared about them both. The moment that Nightmare could feel emotions he had been shocked by that.

That Ccino held no hatred for him. Not even a little bit. He enver blamed either Nightmare or Dream for his situation.

Nightmare speaks softly "The... kngihts you picked out. they were amazing. They showed much promise and would have made fine warriors."

Ccino hums as he keeps rubbing his skull "But?"

Nightmare sighs "They hated me. Even if with time they would eventually grow loyal and accept their place. They would forever hold resentment towards me for making them come."

Ccino hums and nods "I get it. It were only options Ngihtmare. there will be more people who fit the job."

Nightmare feels another part of him relax. knowing that Ccino still understands him "Killer wasn't afraid."

Ccino hums questioning.

Nightmare speaks slowly "He wasn't afraid. Not of me. Not of his situation. He stood up when near me. He didn't cower and he didn't hide." he sighs as he leans into the hug. He shouldn't need these anymore. He is an adult now and not that awkward young teen anymore. Nightmare shouldn't still count this much on the other "He saw me and didn't hate me. He knew who i was and didn't hate me. It was... new."

Ccino still feels unsure but he holds him still "And that gave you hope? That maybe if soemone didn't start with that hatred they could maybe become truly loyal?"

Ngihtmare shrugs. He isn't quite sure. he didn't think that far ahead. He just didn't want to lose another person who didn't hate him.

Ccino sighs as he keeps rubbing his skull and the back of his neck "I won't say i trust him. Because i don't. And I worry about you. I am scared he will end up hurting you."

Nightmare rolls his eyes as he answers "I have yet to even lose a fight and i had almost no training." all because of his tentacles and his newfoudn power.

Ccino just holds him tighter "There are more ways someone can hurt you Nightmare."

Nightmare feels the fear of before return. THe idea that somoene would kill Ccino. "If... if him being here makes you feel unsafe i will return him to the guards."

Ccino laughs and shakes his skull "Ngihtmare I am fine. I am not scared for me."

Nightmare keeps holding him as he feels himself start to shake. fears he had been trying to ignore and push away return to the front of his mind "Waht if they realise just how important you are? What if they try to hurt you to hurt me? What if they kill you to hurt me? Ccino maybe it is better if you hide." hide... hide away... out of sight out of mind.

Ccino just rubs his neck "It is okay Nightmare. It is okay. They don't know. and even if they have an idea your reputation adn the past of this country will just make them think I am someone who will be used as sacrifice last. That i will be punished last or least."

Nightmare shakes as he keeps holding the one person who remained "What if they hurt you because of me?"

Ccino is so calm and sure "then it would be on them. Not you. You don't want others to hurt me. It wouldn't be your fualt Nightmare and I will never see it as your fault. It is okay."

Ngihtmare still feels unsure. He made it obviously clear to Killer that Ccino is improtant. Killer is smart and Nightmare has no idea what he could be planning.

Another thought enters his mind. Somethign he had found early on in his ruling.

A very very damning piece of paper. a slave contract.

Nightmare speaks softly "I am sorry you are stuck here..."

Ccino shrugs as he keeps rubbing his back "Not your fault."

Nightmare shakes as he holds him "I.... I can undo it... I can give you back your freedom..."

Ccino had been taken from his home. Sold to the castle with a very clear purpose. First to be a babysitter. and later... well... Drema had been planning to be all powerful and go from young teen to adult in just one ritual. There is a reason Ccino's age had been only 6 years older than them.

Ccino had been suposed to be Dream's from the very start.

Ccino hums "A nice thought. Not that i thought about that contract in a long time. It hardly matters nowadays. Not like I can just leave."

Nightmare feels his grip tighten and his tendrils curl around them. He doesn't want to let go of the one person who cared. The one person he could count on to help him. To give a single shit about Nightmare. But... but how long will it take before Ccino starts hating him? If Nightmare keeps him here?

Nightmare holds him close "I... I can get you a horse... I can give you gold..." He will just use some of the treasury. Ccino deserves it. "I can send some guards with you on your way. You could go wherever you want. Back to your family."

Ccino locks both his arms around his skull and hums softly. an old lullaby and Nightmare stops. The amount of memories almost hurt. It was always Ccino who held him on bad nights. Or when he was sad. Or when everyone pushed him aside again.

Ccino speaks sfotly "Nightmare. When I say i can't leave i don't mean i physically can't leave. It means i don't want to. I decided a while ago i want to stay here Nightmare."

Nightmare shakes but refuses to let go "What... what about your family?" Ccino's fmaily have to love him. Ccino is so amazing. There is no way he isn't missed dearly after he was stolen from them.

Ccino sighs sadly "Nightmare... They have been killed a long time ago. The day i was taken the guards made sure i knew there was nothing to return to. even if i ran." Ngihtmare feels himself freeze. why... why had he thought?

Ccino rubs his skull "It hurt a lot but i accepted a long time ago Nightmare. I accepted that you two were my family now... and well... now it is just you. and it is okay. I am okay with that. I will always support you Nightmare." he grins "You may be older now but i like to think i am still the older brother."

Nightmare feels aprt of himself break as he just sinks fully into Ccino's hold "please don't also leave me." it is weak. it is pathetic. He should be stronger than this. He should have been prepared for this.

Ccino just covers his skull wiht his body and holds him "I am not going anywhere Nightmare. I will be by your side. I swear on my soul."

Nightmare relaxes and lets himself enjoy the comfort he should not need this badly. He enjoys it and can't help but let his eyes slide around the room. His sight finds the masks and remembers.

The masks are the highest honour. only shared with those most special.

He thinks something catlike will fit his older brother.

[spotaus]

HEY! I am back!

And seeing as you send me a list wiht fluffy stuff about the Knights I decided to send you an ask with the headcanons I have about Ccino's family!

Ccino's parents where both skeletons. His mother, Camellia, Has a VERY strong distaste for Nim. His father, Lance, was from a family who was very much into Nim as their god. But Lance changed his mind after hearing Camellia's reasoning.

Camellia hates Nim because Nim took her dad for her harem. Camellia got her looks from her father. Her father, when Camellia was very young, was approached by Nim to join her harem. He said yes. Camellia has never forgiven him for abandoning her and her mom.

Camellia's mom always said it was a good thing and a blessing but Camellia didn't agree. (her mom didn't truly beleive it either. it was just her way to deal with knowing her husband and soulmate left her without as much of a fight or even ASKING if she could come wiht him.)

Camellia and Lance met when they were very little. Lance already knew about the very pretty girl in his class and Camellia was oblivious to him. Lance however went over to her one day when she was sad. Camellia didn't want to talk about it (her dad had left her) Lance went to grab his cookie from his lunchpack and gave it to her. Because cookies make him happy so he hopes it did the same for her.

Camellia for the LONGEST time had to plan to get a job in the castle to fidn her dad nad punch him in the face nad curse him out for abandoning her.

Camellia is an amazing singer and was taught baking by her parents, her parents owned a bakery and taught her a lot of family recipes. She taught Ccino all of these as well. (her name is Camellia because that is a flower and you need flour in baking... I will show myself out.)

Lance and Camellia didn't get together until like high school ages. Lance always liked her but Camellia wasn't interest in love, she had a father to punch in the face. And well. She saw what happened when someone you love gets an offer from nim and just LEAVES you. She didn't want that.

(camellia had been scouted to also be brought to the castle for the harem. She is pretty after all. But she was already on the heavy side and Nim just couldn't appreciate it. and even with a future sight orb she could see that Camellia wouldn't become thin (Camellia would be too stubborn. she would make herself food and snacks in secret. fuck the rules) So Nim never took her to the castle.)

Ccino may have gotten his mother's looks but he got his dad's personality.

while Camellia is very bossy and assertive Lance isn't.

Lance is very relaxed and chill all things considered. He is from a family that loves Nim. It is spoken about it being an honour to work for her. Problem is that while Camellia is VERY pretty and plain gorgeous. Lance and his family are honestly very average or below average looking. So his family mosty worked as willing servants/maids/guards or soldiers for Nim.

Lance however was never a fighter. He is the type of guy who would be the one to call eveyrone an uber after a party. He would stay with drunk girls/boys to help them to friends or to their ride to bring them home. You want to take a drunk person home? You better prove to Lance that you REALLY are their friend. Lance has taken people to healers and sat with them through the night before. Just to make sure someone is their for them who is a friendly face and who is safe.

Lance is safe and loyal and dependable. So even when his looks were below average. Girls and guys adored him.

Lance had been in love wiht Camellia for a long time. Camellia was aware of Lance because he was jsut a good guy but she never connected the dots that this was the same little boy from long ago.

Lance got Camellia's attention by managing to get pretty far in as talent show, Camellia was planning on winning wiht her singing and getting a chance to perform for Nim at the castle all so she could punch ehr dad in the face. Imagine her surprise when she sees mellow and calm Lance on stage, who proceeds to sing a FUCKING love song for her. (the whole show would be about showing praise to Nim so this was a BIG DEAL) They two of them got disqualified in the half finals because they decided to sing a love song as a duet. The two of them started going out soon after.

Camellia told Lance why she disliked nim so much a long time later. because not liking the king who is a god?! That is VERY frowned and looked down upon. Lance didn't tell her she was wrong and should be happy her dad got that option like many others said. instead Lance held her hands and told her that he understood why she got hurt. because her dad had loved her. and he left her. This is also why Lance started to not want to work for Nim anymore. But he supported Camellia in her plan. (look these two were like 16. neither had good ideas lmao)

The next year Camellia fucking CRUSHED the talent show and got the offer to sing for Nim. Only to get comments about her looks and how she should lose weight to be TRULY in favour. and well... after spending a whole year going on dates with Lance and feeling loved and treasured and being truly happy. She just told them she can't lose weight and to jsut take second place instead.

After school they packed their bags and left their hometown. They foudn a very small town to settle in and started up a bakery together. Camellia did most of the baking and Lance managed the place.

Camellia actually has rather potent magic. it is just all centered in her singing. She uses her singing to make the baked goods taste even better. (Ccino does something simular but with just his intent. When he has low magic it isn't obvious or potent but the healthier he gets the more power this intent has.) Lance has no magic beyond the bare minimum for monsters. (camellia told him he does have magic and that it is the love he gives the world. it is were that joke came from.)

Okay. Next. Why did they settle on the name Ccino?

Because Camellia while pregnant (i know icky sorry.) She had the BIGGEST craving for.... something coffee? But she wasn't sure what. So each day, multiple times a day, lance would try to figure out what the dirnk was that camellia craved. each drink was slightly different until they stroke gold. With a cappuccino with cinnamon sticks and dried lavendel and with extra foam. They laughed and settled on Ccino as a reminder adn insight joke towards that journey and mission.

So yeah... That is what i thought of for those two :D

Oh wait!!

Eventually. After a while some people in Nim's harem retire. (they aren't pretty or young enough anymore for Nim's taste) Ccino's grandfather was one of these (lets name him... Snapdragon, because flower) so Snapdragon was retired and returned to that old town he used to live in.

He got back to his house, a place reserved for him and any of his family as prove of his loyal service, only to find his old soulmate not there.

Snapdragon probably found her dust. (Losing her husband had been one thing.... but losing her grandson and daughter to nim as well? Nim stealing her grandson and killing her only daughter? Ccino's grandmother's soul couldn't survive that and died of grief.) and he was filled with grief. but told himself it would be oaky... maybe he could reunite with his daughter?

He searched the house for any hints and probably found letters of Camellia to her mother. about how she and Lance and Ccino are doing well and looking forwards to having her visit. How Ccino LOVES the sweater she knitted him. and Snapdragon for a moment is so excited to meet his grandchild.

Only to later find a letter to his late soulmate. form the crown... That... that ccino had been chosen for a very special purpose. and because of the traitorous behaviour of Camellia and her husband they were punished.

Snapdragon lost everything before he even knew he had it. knowing that his grandson? was probbaly alreayd IN that castle while he was there. They just never got the chance to meet because servants aren't just allowed near the harem members. Snapdragon does the math in his head and knows his little grandson, onyl 7, was stolen... He stares at the pictures form the letters. Seeing that ccino looks like an exact copy of Camellia from that age.

Is Snapdragon still alive? *Shrug* no idea. THis is all jsut headcanons lmao.

And woops... I went sad again. I need to stop doing that... Either way!! ENJOY :D

Oh. Yeah. Okay just gonna. *Slurping sounds* this is tasty and also has me crying, Ancha these are so good... oml...

Okay so, First off, I LOVE Camellia and Lance! (Forgive me if i mistype Camellia at some point lmao-). The names are peak (I'm sorry but the flower names for the FLOUR for baking? I love it-) and they're so different and yet feel so perfect.

Camellia is so cool... Stubborn, beautiful, talented, headstrong and driven? I understand why Lance fell head over heels, my lord! The idea that her father willing went with Nim for the harem and that, for many years, he motivation was to get in the palace to serve Nim just to deck him in the face???? YES QUEEN!!!! But fr, it's perfect! It feels very much like a goal she should have, and it fits her! Her voice being her magic is sick af too, too fun!

And Lance being such a chill, friendly, responsible guy? Ough I love him too- (I'm stealing Ccino's parents, they're mine now /j) Him being so pointedly caring but so mellow and looked-over by most people seems to fit him perfectly, which makes his confession to Camellia all the better because he went out of his way to do something he thought she would appreciate! (Singing!!! He thought of her and acted accordingly!!!!) Him coming from a family entirely devoted to Nim too, and being willing to change is view when new information arose and he learned how badly his loved one had been hurt? Huge win for Lance, he's a good man!

The two of them deciding to still follow Operation: Punch Dad for a year even after they started dating is actually so sweet, and it's only after Camellia recognizes what she'd lose by just trying to get some rage out on her deadbeat dad that she stops and decides that her love outweighs the old hurt. That she can grow, because Lance will stay by her side.

The split on the bakery is super banger too, Camellia working and making breads/cakes/pastries all day, while Lance focuses on the finances and the trade and the counter and such? Ccino definitely would've had a hayday in the back with his mom, her walking him through every step? Ough... I'm wounded.... (And a LITTLE bonus thought: Maybe some days they had 'special batches' that were a little smaller and cheaper than the usual, because they were the ones Ccino made himself when he was first learning to do it on his own! Sometimes they were a little crispy or a little wonky-looking, but some folks in town would buy them and everyone loved to see the big grin Ccino would get when he would see them sold!)

Uhhh what else.... Shout-out to Camellia frfr. Nim really decided she wasn't worth the fight because Camellia would NOT conform. Proud of her <3. Lance is such a doll, I think I need to give him a forehead kiss. Also picturing them as that meme. "Baby, hold my flower." "I got yo flower baby, go kick his ass." With Camellia about to tell off a rude customer ahah!

And then!!! Snapdragon and his wife (ex-wife?) lore too!!!! Oh the mental image of Snapdragon being in the harem at the same time Ccino was recieving his training? They literally never saw each other, he would've recognized his daughter's face on Ccino's. He would've known. But no one ever told him about his daughter's marriage, or her child! Obv devistating to learn that your wife/soulmate has dusted upon returning home (btw I LOVE that the harem-members get to go free once they age out, that feels like a very Nim thing to do, oddly enough! They were her prized possessions once after all. Maybe they'll reproduce and her own heir might have better pickings-) but learning that your daughter had a happy life with a family? A grandson? And yeah, I'm imagining that the one with the news about Ccino's stealing and Camellia's death was somewhere outside the area of the other letters, so he wouldn't find it until he went searching or wandering. Maybe it was even on the floor somewhere because it had been dropped in disbelief, a bit crumpled with grief by his wife's grip when she realized what she was reading- Okay I'll stop but. Yeah. Heartwrenching.

I can't decide whether it would be more satifying to have Snapdragon still be alive (still under protection of the crown, because Nightmare respects that once wish of his mother, to protect the members of her Harem who were sent home) or dead (died of lonliness much like his wofe, or killed in a freak accident, or just a natural lifespan death?). Because either one could be fun for the narrative. In the first, there could be a moment of Ccino learning he still *has* a living relative. Nightmare looking through old paperwork, asking the knights to go check in on these people and reassure them they're safe, only to come across Snapdragon and recognize the last name. Same as on Ccino's certificate, his mother's maiden name. Ofc it could be coincidence, so he specifically sends Killer out to that house (He KNOWS that nosy beast looked at Ccino's other information) and. Well. Killer's pretty damn confident after going in for tea and having a chat that. Yeah. Ccino's grandfather. So Night broaches the topic. And there Ccino could be given the decision to go and meet him, to maybe learn more about his parents and family (and be SORELY disappointed to learn his Grandfather was a deadbeat) or maybe his mother told him stories, very gently ofc, but explained why pop-pop wasn't around when they visited Grandma. he might not want anything to do with him and just decides to stay estranged. Or, Snapdragon could just be dead. Maybe, again, Killer is sent to check it out for similar reasons, but when the house has a pile of dust in it, and an urn on the mantel, he knows that the dude is dead. But, curiosity kills the cat so he goes snooping because, if this person really was related to Ccino then, well, he better get anything important before Night has people come and collect the dust for a proper send-off and repurposes it. He'd come across the letters, and old photo albums, and only skimming them tells him that they were written by Ccino's mother, so he carefully pockets them (and anything else important he can find) and goes to Nightmare with it all. And Night gives it to Ccino, and it goes from there.

Okay sorry, regardless, I've been rotating these guys in my head non-stop since you sent this one and I CANNOT be stopped <3

[ghcstcd]

I've been thinking sooo much about Dragon Age au for Ghost (the band)

[trasho-pando2011]

I've been listening to will wood's cover of prince ali on loop.... /pos

[ofglories]

"If anyone is wondering what the flavor for the special magic tea is..."

"The flavor is a mix of cotton candy, bubble gum, and blue raspberry lemonade. It's unholy."

[cathymee]

promised myself that i'm gonna fix up my notes from last sy so i can share it with upcoming humss students but i also keep going 'but what's the point'

[c0rpsedemon]

my naming scheme for the resurrectionists causes me undue stress a lot of the time but when it works it Works

[coolspacequips]

I feel like I broke the seal and now I keep wanting to urgently tell you guys about this mean gay valet, too, RIP

[devotedlystrangewizard]

el helping astarion complete the ritual because he really does want to help those he cares about and astarion really is his friend, he just has a fucked up idea of what the best outcome would be

[beeapocalypse]

AH i havent talked abt the frontierists here have i. very secretive sect of alamanni humans looking into Dreamed Realities (pocket realities born by dreams- the purposeful creation of them by eldritch deities Is possible but is also considered way blasphemous. near every dreamed reality by alamanni folk is born of essentially the most advanced form of maladaptive daydreaming possible and is unintentional. way hard to discern between them and real vivid Normal dreams). humanitys predecessors (taught the secret of intentionally dreaming up new lands by a select few eldritch beasties seeking refuge from the rest) sought refuge in a dreamed reality to get away from both the incessant typically deadly curiosity of the vast majority of eldritch deities and their incredibly shit living situation (forced into subterranean living bc of the whole corpse of the existence dragon and all of its curious parasites hanging up in the sky staring down at them, resources running low over the years with them unable to leave for more bc of the venettes- already sentient animals transformed into more human shapes by the eldritch in an attempt to get closer to that hidden race) and their shed mortal bodies upon successful exodus became the first humans so theyve got this tiny innate knack for intentional exploration that other alamanni folk dont. through the gathering of just abt every bit of still surviving texts on dreamed realities (WAY sparse, both thru the passage of time + the fact that those first eldritch deities desperate enough to part with such secrets were long killed by their more pious fellows), the frontierists understand the mechanics of it all Just enough to be able to deliberately enter and explore this 'final frontier' which they seek to put to page and Conquer

[gelata-pisces]

The greatest act of hypocrisy I've seen lately is adults telling their children to ask for help whenever needed, "you need to use your words if you want help/I can't help you if you don't speak to me" and "don't be afraid to ask" yet they themselves have the audacity to stand and stare at retail workers, expecting them to read their minds and immediately run over to them without prompting instead of asking with words for assistance

[cloama]

Those executive orders themselves are Slow Progress Propaganda...

Piecemeal bullshit is Nothing so we call it Nothing.

Then after giving you that Nothing, he took your tax money and funded a genocide. He thought the lil orders he gave would be enough for you to forgive/put blinders on to a Genocide and you're not offended? He just called your momma a hoe. Fight back.

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toji zenin, who has only stayed with the zenin clan because he just can’t give up the sweet pussy of his personal servant—you.

because you don’t adhere to the strict rules given to the servants. and you can’t bring yourself to care about them either.

because why should you wake toji up by parting his window shutters and letting the sun stir him awake, when you could rouse him from sleep with your lips wrapped around his cock instead? you’re sure he prefers waking to the warmth of your throat, delicate eyes looking up at him through your lashes as you take his length to the base.

his hand, even in his half-asleep state, reaching down to push you even further on his cock until he can feel the back of your throat and your nose is tickled by his dark pubes. because there’s no better alarm sound than that of you gagging on his cock as you swallow the load he gifts you.

and how could he bring himself to leave when he has you at his beck and call at all times? all he has to do is shoot you a look from across the room and you’re ducking out to meet him in a quiet corridor or empty room so he can hike up your robes and drop to his knees to return the mornings favour. sure, he’s a selfish man, but he’s greedy and indulgent when it comes to tasting you.

you always try to be quiet when cumming on his tongue but you never succeed, and toji loves it. he loves knowing the assholes in his clan hear it every time he sinks into you, because you’re moaning his name so pretty that any lesser man would cum as soon as you tighten around his pulsing cock. he loves knowing every time you serve him in their presence they’re only imagining the way you serve him with your cunt behind closed doors.

god, he doesn’t even care to close the door half the time. too many times has a clan elder walked in to see you, pressed up against the wall as toji fucks you from behind with fast strokes and drawling groans. and he never stops, never slows down or even bothers to care about an unwelcome audience—because you never care. you serve him, not them, and if worrying about prying eyes takes from your duties—you’d rather take his affections in stride.

because you are his in every aspect of the word. you serve him hand and foot, you take his cock into your mouth each morning, you let him fuck you full of his cum each evening, you turn his scowl into a gentle smile with each kiss you lay upon his lips. your heart is his, and his yours.

and one morning before the sun has risen to find toji in the servants chambers, his lips patched around your clit and two fingers already pumping into you. he plays the servant, and wakes you for once. you cum not once, but twice around his fingers, back arching as pleasure washes you clean. and as he pulls away with a glistening lower half of his face and presses the most gentle kiss to your inner thigh, he whispers something that changes the course of your life entirely.

“let’s get the fuck outta here, whaddya’ think, dollface?”

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“Who did this to you?” A deep voice echoes, vibrating around the walls of the throne room. On the opulent throne sits the owner of the baritone voice — Ryomen Sukuna. The king of curses, resting his head on his arm as he looks down at you, too scared to look up from your feet.

“I don’t like repeating myself.” He warns, your body hasn’t ceased shaking. Your uniform is tattered, the rips in the fabric revealing deep purple bruises. Uraume was the one that found you, unconscious in the butlers pantry. After waking you up they brought you to the throne room. So there you were, kneeling at the feet of your king.

You arrived to the estate a year ago, your life as a servant was agreeable. Lord Sukuna treated all his servants well. You were loyal, efficient and pleasant to look at, it was only a matter of time before he started to notice you.

At first he requested you be the one to serve him breakfast. Then it became lunch, and suddenly you tended to all his meals. He demanded you for everything, his bathing, dressing. He could do all of these things himself of course, but he prefered your gentle hands. His personal attendant, not even Uraume, had seen the king of curses at his most vulnerable... but you had bared witness to all of him.

“Fine, if you won’t tell me who. Then why?” Ryomen slowly rises from his throne, his looming figure towering over your kneeling body. He lowers himself to your level, one hand reaches down to lift your chin. Firm yet gentle he forces you to look up at him, your eyes meeting his red ones. Your once flawless skin is covered in bruises. His eyes darken.

“They t-think you favor me.” Is all you can manage to get out.

Word spreads around the estate of course. And plus Sukuna didn’t exactly hide his preference for you. You didn’t sleep with the rest of the help, you were given a room connected to his. ‘In case he requested your presence in the night’ but the reality was he slept better knowing you were near. You didn’t eat the servant food, you dined in the great hall. At a separate table he had made for you. All of these things on full display for the others to see, it wasn’t long before the insults started. At first it was the odd ‘slut’ or ‘whore’ being mumbled in passing. Then an accidental shove into the wall, always followed by a curt “sorry���.

But today? It was your birthday. You had only mentioned it to Ryomen in passing one day at breakfast. He never understood the need for such a useless celebration. You went about your duties for the day, when Uraume found you and handed you a small box. And there on display for everyone to see, a beautiful beaded bracelet made from polished cherry wood. A token of appreciation ‘for your hard work’.

A gift from the king of curses.

“What’s so great about you anyway?”

“Lord Sukuna’s bed-warmer gets everything she wants!”

They punched and kicked, throwing you into the pantry. The group of servants you once thought of as your family. Clouded by jealousy, hatred towards you — the lord’s favorite.

Ryomen Sukuna, the epitome of ruthlessness and malevolence, softens his gaze. He looks upon your trembling form with… pity? His moment of weakness is replaced by an unreadable expression.

“You have been relieved of your servant duties. You will stay here in my quarters from here on out.” It’s a demand, leaving no room for objection. Your eyes well up with tears looking up at your king, his other hand wipes them away. He rises, walking towards the door, his back facing you.

“Get up. Uraume will tend to your injuries. Once you are well, we will visit the servant’s quarters. You will point out those who laid their filthy hands on you, and I will kill them.”

part 2 out now!!