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dansconcepts · 1 year ago

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Quirky RC!Hajime - Talentsharer Drabble

Hajime sharing someone’s Ultimate if he touches them (or vice versa) would make SDR2 sillier, probably, and this is my evidence.

Behind The Scenes: “Ultimate Talentsharer? What the hell, that's not even a talent! How can you be good at something that's not even measurable?” Junko sighs. “No, fuck you, that's total bullshit! ...What? He's still able to share talents? What do you mean 'it's canon now'-?! Hey! Hey!” Manicured hands yeet her phone. “Ugh! He's supposed to be a normie, a basic bitch, just a regular fucking guy! What am I supposed to do now?!”

What is my talent? Hajime ponders to himself. The wind blows through the trees, caressing his face softly as he sighs, before turning to the white-haired guy next to him.

“You really want to help me figure out what my talent is?”

Komaeda shrugs, a smile on his face. “Yes. I imagine it’ll be quite fun. I’m sure it’ll be a talent full of hope!”

Man, this guy is so nice. “Alright, but how do I start?”

The Lucky Student looks away for a second. “Hmm. Well, since we’re on the beach right now, maybe we could see if you’re the Ultimate Swimmer, or an athlete of some kind?”

Grayish eyes start roaming over his figure, studying him, and he can feels his face start to warm. He shakes it off. “I guess I’ll swim for a bit.” If only to stop myself from overheating. “You’re free to time me.”

He tosses his shirt off-

“Oh!”

Hajime blinks. “Is something wrong?”

“No, ahem, not at all, sorry.” He grins sheepishly. “I just didn't expect you to do that so suddenly.”

“Why? Do I look bad?” He frowns. Although he doesn't remember much, he does know he was pretty devoted to his exercise routine for a while in preparation for being a Hope's Peak student. But he didn't fill out in the way he was hoping for, so maybe... He looks down at himself.

From the corner of his eyes, he sees white hair swishing and hands moving as Komaeda frantically shakes his head. “No! I didn't mean anything like that! You have an amazing physique. I apologize that I even sounded like I was insinuating otherwise.”

'Physique'? Who says it like that? He huffs, amused, even though he can feel his chest puff with a little pride. With careful folds, he rests his shirt into a pink, as if sunburnt, Komaeda's hands. He's so pale, it makes sense he'd be red even with the breeze...

Hajime tips his toes into the water. The chill sends shockwaves through his body as he cringes at the sensation. He takes a deep breath and tries again. He starts walking in further and further, watching the water rise as he slowly submerges inside. While he's pretty sure he knows how to swim, he doesn't feel anything particularly special when he gets in.

Komaeda calls him back after a bit. “Well, you’re definitely fit, from the looks of it.” He grins. “But it still looked pretty average.”

Yeah, I figured as much. Hajime sighs.

“Oh, there's always more hope, Hinata! Why don't we try something else? Like...” He turns, before whipping back to him. “How about music?”

With that, they head to the Titty Typhoon for some instruments. On their way, Ibuki plows into Hajime.

“Oof!” He exclaims.

“Whoa whoa whoa!” The musician staggers on her feet, her arms flailing. Komaeda reaches out to steady her. “Thanks Nagi-chan! Sorry, Hajimeme!”

Hajime breathes. “It’s alright, Ibuki.”

“What are you in a rush for?” Nagito asks.

“Ibuki promised Kazu she’d help him with a playlist for one of his little machiney-sheens and she mayyyyyyy be running late!” She blurts out. “Sorry, gotta blast!”

She runs off.

Hajime sighs. He can hear her frantic apologies to Souda. Guess he wasn’t that far.

They keep going. You should escape, skip town / No more excuses / Abandon ship or drown / No more excuses. The song plays in his head. When they reach Titty Typhoon, him and Komaeda peruse the spare instruments available, with Nagito grabbing the microphone stand.

“A mic?” Hajime eyes it dubiously.

“You have a nice voice.” Komaeda comments.

“H-huh?” Shit, was I humming out loud?

Nagito hums. “Maybe that’s your talent. How about you sing something?”

He definitely doesn't recall having much of an interest in singing or even doing it ever, so if he’s the Ultimate Singer, it sure would seem strange. But that guitar…

He picks it up and strums. He doesn’t remember owning a guitar, but he must have if he knows how to play it already. As if muscle memory kicks in, he starts playing opening notes and the words escape his mouth, singing along to the song previously in his head.

When he’s done, he steals a look at Nagito, who is looking at him with wide eyes. “Um, we already have an Ultimate Musician, so maybe you’re the Ultimate Guitarist? ...Trash like me’s opinion is useless though.”

Hajime presses on. “But what did you think?”

“I-” Nagito pauses. “I thought it was amazing. You have a really powerful voice.”

Hajime grins. Something in him feels the silliest urge to hug him. He ignores it, and just puts a hand on his shoulder instead. “Thanks.”

“W-well again, I really-!”

“No. If it wasn’t for you, I’d have no idea what my talent could be. So thanks.”

Later on, Komaeda exits to grab Ibuki for a second opinion, and Hajime attempts to replicate his performance. He's on the stage again. It feels strange to be at the center, having pairs of eyes on him, even if it's just Komaeda and Ibuki.

The microphone feels foreign in his hands, the guitar even more so. This doesn't feel right anymore. What did he do earlier? Just move his hands on strings? He does that. Simultaneously, his voice cracks when he opens his mouth. He wants to evapourate into a damn puddle.

“It's okay if you're nervous, Hajimemey!” Ibuki yells, “I get those kind of jitters allllllll the time! What works for me is feeling the music!”

Yeah, just feel the music Hajime... “Haha, sorry.” He tries to laugh off. “Let me try again.”

This time, he starts gentle, singing first before grabbing onto the guitar. He strums, and-

SNAP!

The guitar string breaks. He barely even did anything!

Loud feedback starts playing on the speakers, and Ibuki yelps, covering her ears.

Komaeda immediately steps towards the speakers, yanking the plug off with a ferocity he didn't expect him to have. “Um. My apologies. It must have been my luck that caused the speakers to turn loud. Are you alright?”

“I’m...” Horrified. “fine. I'm sorry, Ibuki. I even broke the guitar string too...”

The musician rubs at her ears. “Ah, Hajim-jim, it's all good! I'm just gonna go repair the guitar string. Ibuki just needs to find a spare.”

Hajime looks down, embarrassed at wasting her time. And oh, would you look at that? A white string is right next to him. How lucky. He grabs it, going, “Is this it?”

“WAH! Perfect! Thanks!” She grins, snatching it out of his hand. She grabs the broken guitar and immediately runs off again.

And he's left with Komaeda once more. He chuckles sheepishly. “...On second thought, maybe this isn’t my talent and just beginner’s luck?”

“Undoubtedly.” The white-haired student shoots out. “Without a question.”

He barks out a laugh. God, was he really that bad? He reflects on it. No, yeah, he was pretty bad.

They go around, tidying the place with amicable silence.

Suddenly, loud sirens start blaring throughout the island. He whips to Komaeda, whose eyes are just as wide as his. They both immediately rush out. A flurry of movement is caught in the corner of his eye as he runs past, meeting most of his classmates at the beach. There's confused noises and fingers pointing at the sea in front of them.

What is everyone looking at? He wonders. He looks out into the horizon.

What was originally calm and serene now had some kind of bump, as if a large wave was incoming. But that's impossible, right?

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Monokuma pops up behind them. “What the hell is this? Why'd the tsunami warning alarms go off?!” Oh, of course that's it... what is happening today? “Hell, I didn't even know we had those!” His red eye glowers. “What did you crazy kids do?!”

“We didn't do shit!” Fuyuhiko roars. “Is this supposed to be another motive? I thought you said you couldn't hurt us directly!”

“Ah, yes... this is totally a part of the plan... NOT!” The bear growls.

Monomi shuffles out from behind Monokuma, sobbing, “Oh, this is so bad!”

“Shut up! I'm trying to figure out how to fix this!”

“This must be my fault...” Nagito sighs. “I'm sorry everyone. But we can only unite during this moment of despair to create a newfound hope!” His words are immediately washed away with everyone screaming and crying.

“Hajibro!” A familiar voice yells, and upon turning his head, he sees Souda approaching him, and quickly. “It was nice knowing you!” The mechanic hugs him desperately.

“Everyone, we must start to evacuate!” Sonia yells. Gundham nods. “The god of darkness may greet our souls, and I shall defeat him before we descend into his realm!”

There's no way this is how it ends! He hasn't even figured out his talent yet! Why does it have to be like this? Surely, there's gotta be something that can be made to counteract this... He'll need fuel, a large fan, maybe? Wheels to ensure it can be moved... steel... a wall?

“I have an idea!”

Hajime shares his idea with Kazuichi, who blinks tears out of his eyes and peers up at him curiously. “Didn't know you were into mechanics, Hajime. Man, you really do listen to my rambles! This is why you're my soul bro!” It's definitely not that, but I'll let him have this. He nudges Souda to focus, damn it. “Oh, yeah! I could see that working. The problem is we don't really have the parts on this island for any of that...”

“It's impressive you came up with that in such short notice, Hajime. Maybe you're the Ultimate Inventor?” Nagito tilts his head. As much as Hajime would love to address that- it's a really good point actually- there's not enough time anymore!

The water gets closer and closer, its wave oh so high-

before crashing against the beach, providing them a gentle mist while soaking the sand and settling back into serene waters.

“What?!” Hiyoko screeches. “How in the hell are we not dead?!”

Mikan wipes away tears of relief. “It looked much more threatening earlier...”

“Our hope was high, thanks to Hinata! It turned our luck around!”

“Awesome!” Akane yells out victoriously.

Yeah, I don't know about that Komaeda... I'm just glad nothing bad happened.

“Okay, I'm back!” Monokuma's voice rings. The bear does a double take at the scene in front of him. “What the hell?! It's gone?! Damn it! All that work for nothing!”

#quirky au #talentsharer hajime au #hajime hinata #nagito komaeda #ibuki mioda #ibuki holds a special place in my heart bc i love her energy #crack treated seriously #dialogue heavy #also yes junko at the beginning #bc my fav thing is writing an annoyed junko considering everything she's done #junko enoshima #implied komahina #but in the pre-stages i guess #sdr2 #long post #this wasn't supposed to be this long...#there's a set it off reference! i love them #drabbles #danganronpa

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theresa-of-liechtenstein · 9 months ago

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two special edition rehearsalposts in a row? damn we're on a roll. anyway, rehearsalpost and quartetpost election day edition time i guess

the two older ladies in my section complimented my outfit for today (a blouse with fun sleeves and a tie neck with trousers and doc martens) which is how you know you've won in life

viola friend spent much of the day stress-baking and gave tita conductor a scone, which she happily accepted

as we got settled, my stand partner leaned over and said to me, "ten dollars she mentions the election"

sure enough, tita conductor referenced the cute flute couple, who are poll workers, and i pretended to pull out a wad of cash and hand it to my stand partner when she was done talking

we then commenced with what i have decided to call the Cardigan Chuck. and what, pray tell, is the Cardigan Chuck? allow me to enlighten you.

without fail (and at most 10 minutes into rehearsal time) tita conductor decides she's done wearing whatever cardigan she's put on for the day, shrugs it off, and puts it to the side at the front of the room. she does this by balling up the poor article of clothing and yeeting it away, sometimes over the heads of the outside stands of the cello or first violin section (depending on her whims that day). either way it is wildly funny and i have to try not to laugh when she does it

we got started on the first movement of the dvořák and tita conductor told the robust cello section, "to quote myself��what did i say last time?—i will not be sending you an engraved invitation. you will need to come in"

"you need to start playing this like the cavalry is coming from six counties away" -tita conductor to the violas

there's a finicky bit in the development that i've been struggling to get under my fingers independently, but i think feeling the context in rehearsal made something click for me and i felt a lot more confident playing it. W for me i guess

at some point in the sprint toward the first recapitulation the second violins were repeatedly Not Getting a series of notes, so tita conductor asked us to sing them through

after the first time through, during which i was the only one not mumble-singing, tita conductor looked down and asked us to do it again, adding, "and em, your leader, is doing a perfect job" 😭

madamina, once again, may i remind you we are in public; moreover, doesn't being technically part of chamber singers give me an unfair advantage in this

left for class shortly after and returned for quartet about an hour and thirty minutes later. we decided to read through eine kleine nachtmusik because, considering the current circumstances, none of us thought death and the maiden was suitable for the occasion

hilariously, every time keys could be heard jingling outside (we had the door propped open), we would all look to see who it was, because 9 times out of 10 if you are on the first floor of the arts building and hear a copious amount of keys jingling, it is usually tita conductor. call that conditioning

however, this time it was not tita conductor, but our two trumpet players, who walked in to give us an electoral college update before complimenting our playing and disappearing again

we managed to read through the first and second movements of eine kleine and would have done the fourth had ate dean not had grading to do. we cleaned up and would have informed tita conductor of our departure, but by then her office lights were off, so we all parted slightly somberly.

anyway considering that i will not have time to do anything of consequence in lab on tuesdays and thursdays next quarter, i think i’ll join chamber singers. seems like tita conductor would be amenable

#em jumped up busker

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mor-and-more · 8 months ago

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Idk I feel too anxious to Yell At Friends About Creature Lore anymore so Fucket We Ball

Today's creature issssss... Well, me

Or more precisely, my recreation as a cat

Because I got to the Endwalker of Endwalker fame (...yes the namesake quest of the expac hahah) for the 5th time yesterday, and. I Had Thoughts

To begin with, I'm a very unreactive fucker when I'm focused on a goal. So most of my reaction to the Scions sacrificing themselves one by one would be "comfort The Child (Alisaie), carry on". Because that was exactly what I were missing. A chance to just give her a little half-hug and remind that they are by our side

And when it came the twins' turn to do the Heroic Sacrifice(tm) I know that my reaction would be "understood", but. I'd be genuinely surprised and anxious to hear they'd wish for me to find happiness at journey's end. Because even on this side of the screen I immediately started panicked thinking on the topic of "do I even know what is happiness??? Do I Even Know How It Feels???"

Also fifth time I did it, and I still don't recognise most of the Voices From Past. Only if I remember the phrase itself (like Merlwyb's) or with some I kinda guessed, but. Yeah I suck at voice recognition (play clips of Emet-Selch and Zenos talking about something side by side, and I wouldn't be able to tell who is who unless one goes into "this was our beautiful world" and the other into "my friend, my enemy" rants) and don't really remember the phrases themselves

...also I know I would again promise to Emet-Selch to remember them as he'd be disappearing, hahah. Because this is what I told him into the screen, so yeah I'd absolutely say it in person, too

Also. I would totally at least try giving headpats to the Meteion at the Necropolis. Because that poor baby bird couldn't have been well finding the place like this... Aaaand then Alphy repeats what I were thinking then in their talk with her before dissipating, haha

Yes it's not "my" baby bird, but she's still a very scared confused baby bird who found herself terrifyingly lonely in an eerie place devoid of all life, that looked like fucken. Life After People documentaries, except not even animals survived. Yes I am THAT close to "accidentally dissolves itself because of love and concern for the poor baby bird", I know. I can only imagine how confused Meteion would be, haha. "I brought you here to feel despair, what is THAT?????? I'm failing so bad at my job?????" XD

...yes I also would absolutely grab "my" Meteion as a companion after all is said and done and take her on a journey to explore the beautiful Etheirys, as beautiful as ever. Thus, in a way, fulfilling Hermes's wish for her - to learn to walk, to run, to travel and meet many people, albeit not in the outer worlds, but right here. I'm just feeling so normal about the baby bird. I NEED to hug and protect

Also lmfao. In a way, I kinda. Went "you call me a sword in the darkness, and I've ever tried to live up to that. But in truth, I'm but a healer, so. Thancred, please take the van this time, I know you've been rearing to. EVERYONE'S going home today" before The Dead Ends

...and after the Endsinger trial, I keep chuckling to myself that a teleport half a second away from activation would drop on my head from sheer desire to Get Away From THAT GUY (Zenos). Or I'd be so fucken furious about "don't you FUCKING dare say I'm just like you, you stalker creep with unhealthy obsessions" and yeet a spell, a Carbuncle and maybe even myself into him, all at once. Depending on how angry I'd get, hahah. I'm. Not at that point yet, but if I kept going yesterday, I'd have been furious

Zenos makes me annoyed in the "this fucking guy AGAIN, just leave me alone, go die in a ditch without my involvement" way. Which places him way under the arcanists' Actual Guildmaster whom I'd turn into meat paste with my own bare hands, and even under the list of Most Puntable Lalas. I just want a restraining order and some way it'd actually restrain Zenos from showing up. I'm just TIRED and want to be left alone. If Y'shtola called him my number one fan as a joke, I'd probably cry in defeat.

Idk I'm just feeling very powerless because I can't avoid that damn instance just because it features the guy of Please Just Leave Me Alone. I deserve a cat cuddle pile back on the ship as we are travelling back home, not. This

...can you tell that I'm barely awake and extra groggy??

#shut up kevin #ffxiv #endwalker spoilers

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aannonn · 1 year ago

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers :p

no one knows who I am, this is great U v U

omg another!11 :00 (totally didn't just like a post who received the exact same ask just to get one of this again nuh-uh /lh)

hello mysterious anon who I certainly have no idea who it is;3 /lh

okokok so-

. 1 -> El Chavo Del Ocho !!

i love this show sm ohgOSH sgihwhs it always cheered and still cheers me up even in my darkest time. it's such a really comfort series to me ever since i was young. <3

. 2 -> Reading!! And writing !!

I may not write a lot due to my lack of motivation + lazyness, but I do really enjoy writing. It's fun and it helps me yeet all of the words playing around in my head. XD

. 3 -> Feeling that feeling that some people get whenever they join a completely new fandom. And feel that same feeling again even after being in this fandom for an already looooong time.

It's such a warm and cozy feeling.. Like- I'm joining a new fandom, there are so many new things to know now!! So many people who have the same interest as me!! So many aus, fanmade stories, different interpretations of canon, headcanons, and even more- It just. It just feels so good to join a new fandom... Everything is very new and I love it. It's like being born again, I guess. XD I feel like a little kid exploring the vast world and seeing how big it actually is for the first time.

. 4 -> ColorGang!-centric fics !!

I love all characters but THEM especially. They make me feel so warm and cozy. So comforted and snuggled. I genuinely wasn't lying when I said they make me happy. ovo Never thought I would have more than one single favorite character, to be honest.. I mean, I already expected more than one comfort character, but more than one fav character??? and five??? sigshwhs Not that I'm complaining, but this is something that never happened to me before and I'm honestly glad it did. (Second is still my main main main fav, but I can't help but keep thinking about the others too. They are all equally lovable for me. ❤)

. 4 -> Rambling. ;3

I love rambling about such random things sigwhshwhss even the most irrelevant things ever. Idk it just- feels so good to finally ramble about something to someone that it's not just to myself. (I keep things to myself all the time awawaa i still gotta work on it) Rambling about my favorite characters its especially such a delight. <3

#Opaw #Omeow

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takeabigbiteblog · 2 months ago

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“I Only Popped In for Milk — And Ended Up Questioning My Life Choices in Morrisons (Again)”

You know those days when it’s hotter than Satan’s armpit and you think, “I’ll just nip into Morrisons for a couple bits”? Yeah, that was me. A casual Wednesday. Temperature sitting pretty at 79°F (that’s 26°C for the rest of us not clinging to Fahrenheit like it's the Queen’s currency). The kind of heat that makes your thighs stick together, your patience run thinner than budget toilet roll, and your inner child scream, “ICE CREAM, YOU FOOL, GET ICE CREAM!”

But let’s rewind a bit.

I walk into Morrisons with the energy of a tired pigeon. Just a light shop, I told myself. A bit of bread, maybe some eggs, you know — the sensible stuff that real adults buy. But then I did the loop. You know the one — start by the fruit and veg pretending you’re healthy, then snake your way through bakery (ignore the doughnuts, they’re judging you), past the crisps like you’re strong enough to say no, then bam — you’re in the frozen section and suddenly Chicago Town pizza is in your hand like it teleported there. Did I need it? No. Did I care? Also no. It's 26 bloody degrees and I’m barely functioning.

And that’s when it hit me. The craving. That primal voice from the depths of my sunbaked soul:

"ICE CREAM. NOW."

So off I marched to the holy grail — the frozen desserts aisle. You know that bit in the movies where the heavens part and the angels sing? That was me, standing in front of the ice cream freezer like I’d just reached Nirvana through dairy. But bloody hell, the options. We’ve got 2-litre tubs big enough to bathe in, Cornettos in flavours I didn’t know existed, vegan oat milk things pretending to be ice cream (bless ‘em), and those overpriced branded ones that give you four tiny bars for the same price as a family-sized tub. Madness.

After a good five minutes stood there like a confused meerkat, I locked eyes with Snickers ice cream bars. My stomach went, “Hell yes.” My brain whispered, “It’s £2 for four, mate. You can get a whole bloody tub for that.” But did I listen to reason? Of course I didn’t. My eyes had already overruled my brain. Happens a lot, if I’m honest.

But wait — plot twist. As I sauntered towards self-checkout like some snack-laden god, what do I see?

KitKat Mocha Nescafé.

Mocha. Bloody. KitKat.

Now if there’s one thing I need more of, it’s coffee-flavoured anything. But you best believe that sucker ended up in the basket. There’s no justice. Only impulse.

I scanned my bits, dodged a woman arguing with the self-checkout about her leeks, and bagged up my guilt. Then it was time to queue for the Too Good To Go bags — the only form of gambling I regularly participate in. Ten-minute wait, standard. My feet were killing me. I was already regretting the pizza. I’d sweated through the lining of my shirt. But the British spirit kept me going (that, and the £3.09 bag of mystery food I’d convinced myself would be life-changing).

Eventually, I’m on my way home. Bags in both hands. Paper, obviously — because I wanted to feel good about saving the turtles or whatever. And guess what?

The fucking handle broke.

Middle of the street. Bag half open. Gravity threatening to yeet my ice cream and coffee KitKats into oncoming traffic. I had that split second moment of “Do I just abandon it all and live in the woods?” But no. I clutched it like a newborn child and soldiered on.

Finally got home. Sweaty. Grumpy. Stomach doing the samba. What’s the first thing I did?

Put the kettle on.

(Obviously.)

It’s like a national reflex. You come in from shopping and suddenly you’re halfway through your second cuppa before you even know what the hell you bought. Somewhere between the first sip and the fourth biscuit, I remember the Snickers ice creams. My overpriced little frozen indulgences. I was still annoyed about the price — £2 for four fun-size bars? That’s 50p per disappointment.

Still, I unwrapped one. Took a bite. And… meh.

It was alright. Just alright.

The caramel wasn’t caramelly enough. The chocolate was trying too hard. The peanut bit was the best part, but honestly, I could’ve just had a Snickers bar from the shelf and stuck it in the fridge.

One bite and I muttered to myself:

“Well that was bollocks.”

Then I made another tea. It’s how we cope.

Sat at the kitchen table, legs sore, brain frazzled, I had one of those shopping hangovers — when you’re not sure what you actually spent money on but you know it wasn’t worth it. I could’ve got a whole tub for that price. Hell, two litres of glorious ice cream. I could've lived in that tub. And instead I’ve got four bars that taste like regret.

Lesson learned: always trust tub over stick.

So now, I sit here — possibly six cups of tea deep, surrounded by Too Good To Go mystery groceries, and a melting sense of disappointment — sharing my pain with you. Because shopping in a heatwave is not just an errand, it’s a bloody odyssey.

And next time I go to Morrisons, I’ll probably do it all over again.

Because that’s what we do.

We pop in for milk.

We come out with guilt.

And we learn nothing.

#Morrisons #funny blog #Too Good To Go #shopping meltdown #Snickers ice cream #summer in the UK #KitKat Mocha #impulse buying #relatable Brit

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leahlandofbooks · 4 months ago

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So, Ice Like Fire.....

After finishing Snow like Ashes and wanting to know more about what Mather was thinking after the whole Winter-is-free-I’m-not-really-king-or-an-orphan situation, I appreciated the Mather POVs in this second book. And based on what I read; I was right. This guy was going through it. He’s really good at being aloof and flat as mentioned before but really this guy is an emo angst edge lord teen. Appreciate it. I was starting to like his POVs and what was going on in winter while Meira was away more than Meira's POVs and what she had going on. Speaking of Meira ahem. She continues to have an identity crisis here. Going from an orphaned soldier peasant to the heir of a whole fallen kingdom is probably rough at such a young age. And having all the adults push her to behave and think a certain way definitely did not help. Meira didn’t want to be a queen, she wanted to be herself, which she describes as a warrior queen. Also, the secrets, all the little secrets that she was keeping from everyone but not everyone at the same time making everything that much more stressful. Like why not tell those closest to you what’s really going on? They want to help Winter succeed too. But again, she's a teenager, she believes because she is queen, she must do everything by herself and play captain-save-the-world by not letting the chasm open.

Mather and the Thaw

Now the whole chasm situation, a bit confusing right now. Meira gets close to the chasm, gets yeeted and suddenly her magic is going haywire, and her Hannah thoughts disappear (no explanation on why). She’s finding these keys to open the chasm and every time she touches a key it unlocks a new memory/dream/clue to what her greater purpose is. She doesn’t want to open the chasm by the way; she wants to find all the keys to get a leg up on Noam because she’s messing up her queenly decisions and borderline letting Noam take over Winter. Meira wants to get rid of all magic because magic bad, so she has the epiphany to off herself by yeeting herself into the chasm. Literally on page 454 she goes “Those keys held magic that bent specifically to me, because now I know that the only way to save everyone is to throw myself into the chasm-” Why, what, how did she get to this conclusion, clearly, I missed the answer in all the clues we were given. I get that if the bloodlines of the conduits cease to exist then maybe the magic of that kingdom disappears forever? I’m unsure how the chasm, which is supposed to be full of magic, is supposed to erase all magic in this world. If so, just throw all the conduits in there and lock it up. Or maybe since this Decay is the biggest threat, just throw the Decay in there.

Meira looking back on how she's low-key ruining everything

The way the Decay acts now, It’s like it’s own separate entity of darkness (duh). Because why does both Angra (I knew he would come back) and Raelyn have Decay powers? They can just split it up and share it? Why can’t conduit magic work like that too? Unless the pure version of the Decay is actually locked up in the Magic chasm and that's why the keys were a little too easy to find. The first one being found was cool, not going to lie, but the second one! Meira just happened to walk past a bookshelf and a glint of light at the right angle that revealed the Order of Lustrate symbol just happened to catch her attention. And of course, the key is right there. Like, all this time and no one saw that symbol? I guess they saw it but didn’t think anything of it. Even Meira thought finding the keys was too easy. I think it’s so easy because the keys want to be found, because the chasm wants to be opened because there is secretly healing world magic that will save the world that's been locked and imprisoned there by the Decay cult. Or we’re throwing the Decay in there, either or.

Miera basically being gifted the keys

Okay enough about the magic. We have to talk about best boy. Favorite boy, who was thrown to the wolves, dragged through a pit a mud with thorns and then thrown 100 times over into a pit of hellfire. Best boy that deserves all the good in this world. Ahem, that would be Theron. First of all, Meira was friend zoning him so hard the entire book. They would hug, kiss, hold each other, do couple things, all for Meira to constantly call him a ~friend~. And then she’s constantly lying to him, then feeling guilty for constantly lying to her ~friend~. And when Theron is acting all weird, especially when he tells Noam about the Magic Chasm, she sees her ~friend~ as a newfound threat but doesn’t talk to her ~friend~ or (anyone) about her concerns. But then after some reflection she regrets that she didn’t see his change and that she let this happen to her ~friend~. Like Meira girl, you knew something was off about Theron, you even had your little visions of what went down in Abril. Meira should’ve pressed him more on the topic. Why would a total dweeb like Theron suddenly want to become a political war-God. *Heavy disappointing sigh*. I hate Angra for messing with best boy and I hate that he had to go through that all alone. Unlike Meira who chose to go through her troubles alone when she had a whole bunch of support but refused it. I really hope Theron returns to his former self in the third book. #JusticeforTheron #FreeTheron

nothing here, just me sad with the Theron fiasco

I also hate how Meira just randomly decides Mather is the guy for her *cries*. First of all, Mather and Meira were not talking after Winter was freed (months). Mather was being an emo edgelord doing his very best to actively avoid her. Then this entire book, they had 2 interactions. One in the beginning and the other during all the chaos at the end. How she came to this conclusion is beyond me. Literally, as her ~friend~, Theron, is losing his mind in a jail cell chained to a wall, she’s hugging Mather and goes “He’ll keep my kingdom safe. He’ll keep our kingdom safe, and knowing that, makes me cling to him all the tighter. He was a choice I should have made too”. And then after a paragraph more the book ends. REEEEEEEE MEIRA. The fact that Meira feels tingly for Mather because he wants to protect Winter *scoffs* Just say you want a nationalist boyfriend, Meira! What about Theron? His goal was for the greater good *sobs*. I guess on a positive note, I don’t dislike Mather as much as I did the first book. I liked his POVs and him standing up to Cordell’s orders and creating the little Thaw army. He's earned my respect. But still, I was team Theron.

How Meira treated Theron

One aspect I really enjoyed about the book was the ventures into the different kingdoms. Not a lot may have happened, but the world building was great, and I liked learning more about each kingdom and why and how they operate. I also really like Ceridwen. She’s pretty cool. I like her and Meira's' relationship. Ceri seems to inspire her because, to me at least, Ceri seems more like the warrior princess/queen Meira aspires to be. Also, Garrigan! *sobs* And shout out to Nessa for being a real one and the only one to call Meira out on her B.S! She needs a promotion! R.I.P Alysson

Visual representation of the last 40 pages

Still a lot of unanswered questions and WTF’s going on, I will be moving onto the last book :(

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Where do you hang your towel to dry after showering? There's space above the shower door to hang it on, and I would usually use that; but sometimes I'll use the towel hook we have.

What kind of mouse pad do you have? I don't have a mousepad; have always used just the trackpad on my laptop.

Do you brush your hair with a comb or a brush? Comb.

In your opinion, who do you think is the hottest celebrity? Kim Taehyung bro.

You have a project due tomorrow, do you use tape or glue? Tape. I'm terrible with glue and I'd end up having drops of it everywhere and I'd just overall be a lot slower hahaha.

Chicken or pork? Pork. I feel like shit about it, but I don't think I could ever let go of pork.

By the time you get to school, is it still dark? Most of the time no, but back in my old school it also depended on the time of the year and weather. During the rainy season there would be times where it would be super gloomy and dark still, even at 7 AM.

If you had a choice to be a unicorn or mermaid which would it be? Mermaid so I can explore underwater.

What time does the sun usually set? These days it starts at around 5:30 to 6 PM.

What/who do you think of last before you go to sleep? I fell asleep listening to a podcast, so that.

AC or fan? Aircon, in a heartbeat. Idk any Filipino who'd pick just the fan lol.

Do you wear braces? I do and it's my second time wearing them actually. I already had them in high school, but I was terrible at maintenance and my teeth ended up in their original position so I needed to have them back on.

Can you do a hand stand? Nah. I attempted it hundreds of times as a kid – until the moment my right arm nearly bent in a way that it wasn't supposed to. I haven't tried it since lol.

If you were the opposite sex, how would you style your hair? No clue. I don't have any idea about hairstyles on guys.

What level English are you in? Idk, fluent? Hahaha what does this even mean??

Jessica Simpson or Alba? Mmmm neither. I never really followed either of them.

Which subject is worse, English or Math? Math just because it has nothing to do with what I've always wanted to do, so I largely found it a waste of time to study for.

What’s one thing you really want to do this very moment? Spend my weekend knowing that I can rest for the entirety of it. But alas I have a hike to report to on Sunday, so my weekend is slashed in half yet again. The brand/account I'm doing this shit for sucks and I can't wait to transition out of it.

What movie are you embarrassed to admit you’ve watched? I don't feel this way about any of the movies I've seen.

CD player or iPod? iPod. If Apple rereleased a classic version of it I'd honestly get it.

Would you rather spin upside down going 30 miles or drop 400 ft. into water? Wouldn't I die either way? I'd go for whatever's instant, I guess, which I'm assuming is the water dive.

Whats your favorite shape? I don't have any.

What do you have planned for the weekend? I might go to a museum tomorrow, then I'll meet with Andi so I can help them review and we can do our quarterly life catch-ups. I also want to start doing mini-vlogs for real this time hehe (as a lil hobby on the side!), so I might whip out my phone camera here and there.

Sunday I have a hike which I am pissed about, but I'm just telling myself that this'll be one of my last few activities for this account before I yeet the fuck out of it for good.

Have you ever gone ice skating? I went ice skating countless times as a child; my parents would leave me at a rink for a few hours whenever I didn't feel like running errands with them. I wasn't exceptional at it, never took lessons, and I didn't know how to do any of the stunts and jumps and spins...I simply enjoyed being able to balance myself and gliding across the ice.

A few months ago I tried it again after many many years of not being on ice, and I was really giddy to see that my balance is still intact! :)

Is it always easy finding your remote every time you want to watch TV? For the most part.

How was your day? It felt unproductive, but it's because I rested the whole day and that alone should remind me that rest itself is already productive.

Do you grow your nails, bite or cut them? I tend to grow them out then fiddle with them until I can tear(?) them off. I try to trim with an actual nail clipper as much as I can though.

Do you consider yourself a stalker? Nah. I rarely go through people's profiles.

Do you bruise easily? Not really, no.

There`s nothing on TV except Barney and Japanese news what do you do? Barney, as long as it's the episodes that I grew up watching hahaha.

Do you know more then 3 myspace codes? I have no idea what those are. I never did use Myspace much.

You got a essay due, you either can type or write in pen, which will it be? Type. My hand gets sore super quickly when I write in pen.

Do you wear jeans to relax at home? No, that's...kind of crazy, at least in the context of where I live. I always wear shorts at home.

Describe yourself using three words: Uptight, confused, passionate.

Do you use deodorant? Yes.

Do you like ice in your drink? Yes.

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Ok so- idk if you’ve seen demon slayer;; but there’s this episode (it was during the spider fambam arc) aNywaYs- so like. Rui yeets ties* (i guess-) Nezuko like. Up in the air. With his weird spider thread jazz— and like. It’s sHarP weird spider thread jazz— so she’s like. Yknow. Being sliced and diced with string— but it kindaaa reminds me of like. Xiao. And his like.... weird... sad.... uh. Karma. Thing. Like y’know where he’s like hanging from his arms- red stuff. Yeah. So like. Now for the actual request

Xiao’s s/o (female if you don’t mind;;) gets kidnapped by like— the fatui or smth. And they tie her up like Nezuko :D to be like “lol haha Xiao be all like-” and she’s just. Like. Dying. Slowly. Dripping b l o o d and yknow. All the tea. And Xiao comes to rescue her— and he’s like 0-0 “wait...” and he realizes that’s like- exactly what happens to him- and so. He beats the fatui’s butts saves his s/o, anddddd she like.

Idk. This is where I need your angst expertise ❤️ like- she could d i e. In his arms. And poor Xiao would be so scarred omg poor thing- BUT THE ANGST- but at the same time;;;; the f l u f f of him being able to save her just in time and she was like fighting for him the whole time or whatever and ended up needing him to save her anyways- and then Xiao feeding her almond tofu until she gets better ❤️❤️❤️

IM SORRY THAT WAS SO LONG- im probably going crazy from lack of sleep from reading fics for too long sndndnsnsj

But if you do this,,, BLESS YOUR SOUL I HOPE TO EITHER BALL MY EYES OUT OR SQUEAL FROM THE WHOLESOMENESS-

Anyways.... thank you! Have a stellar day~ ✨❤️

The heart yearns and the wind heard

lmao this ask is so adorable i hope you’d enjoy this ksks

anyway, full Angst train up ahead but there are moments of Fluff too. There are mentions of blood and violence if those are not your thing- dont worry guys, this goes with a happy ending cos you and Xiao deserve one~ on a final note- non canon compliant and suuuuuuper long- like- legit this is very long

The Yaksha sighs.

He’s here again. His mind and heart has returned his being into this crimson world his demons have created within him.

He feels it. He feels the corruption binding him tighter again for every death he brings by his tainted hands.

He looks at his bindings. And ever so slowly, the red and black coiling around his person will eventually reach his heart.

One day, he thinks, all this crimson and black in this world will swallow him whole and he will see the light no more.

Xiao sighs again.

This is his karmic debt.

The moment you stepped foot within Wangshu Inn, you knew he was in his prison again. After giving a quick greeting to the inn keeper, you hastily went to Xiao’s room. The closer you got, the heavier the atmosphere became.

You reached his door and knocked softly. As expected, no reply as he continues to struggle to take back his control over himself. Without hesitation, you stepped in. To anyone else, they would have instantly met his spear at their throats, but with you, this doesn’t happen. Instead, you see him crouched on the wooden floor with a hand on his chest. His knuckles were white and his breathing was ragged. His amber eyes- lost. Observing his form, yes… his moments of corruption are becoming progressively worse.

With swift steps of familiarity to this routine, you went to him and grasped his shoulders.

“Xiao, it’s me…” You whispered with clarity. And oh- how your voice brought a wave of comfort to his soul.

“N-name…” His voice cracked, but him calling to you is always a good sign.

You gave him a small smile and proceeded to grasp his hands together with yours. After which, you then leaned your forehead to his to chant your prayers. As your prayers progressed, slowly but surely, the corruption begins to fade along with the black mist that covered him. However, you took note how this ritual took longer than the last.

Once everything is done, Xiao just slumped onto your shoulders, still breathing deeply. “How are you feeling?” It was a useless question you asked every time this happens, but you always, always, have to make sure.

Usually, he would mutter a small ‘fine,’ but now- words seemed to have left his mind and all he could muster was an almost-unnoticeable shrug.

Truth be told- his response disheartened you, but you did not show it. Instead, you opted to simply encase him in your arms and caress his hair. After all, these are just one of the few, rare moments Xiao would leave himself into your care. Xiao is aware, himself, that his state has been becoming worse and worse. And you both know, that a day would come when he would just attack anyone- friend or foe- without a trace of hesitation. So, just this time- he speaks his feelings.

“Name?”

You answered immediately with a questioning hum.

“What would you do… when I finally lose control over myself?”

It was very subtle, but he felt how your hand stopped caressing his hair for a second, then proceeded to the previous task at hand again. In all honestly, you can never find yourself having an answer to that question. “And why would I ever let that happen to you?” You questioned back, fully aware that you were dodging his question.

Silence surrounded the two of you, unsure on what to do with the sudden heavier atmosphere.

Not wanting to face the cruelty of the world yet, Xiao simply buried himself on the crook of your neck even more. And despite the ghostly sensation of his lips on your skin, you could feel him mouth the words ‘I love you.’

“As long as I’m here,” you whispered, “nothing can hurt you.” And that was the most beautiful lie that the Yaksha has heard, but he was willing to believe all the same.

When word about Fatui diplomats starting a bank reached you, there was a nagging feeling in your head that trouble would bring itself present anytime soon. It was like an itch that wouldn’t get away. And the only way to have that itch gone is to scratch it.

“You are absolutely a fool.” Xiao stated darkly with crossed arms, for once disagreeing with the plans of his master.

“We can never know what their intentions are unless we let them start their bank, no?” Zhongli said as he gazed at the marsh spread beneath him.

The Yaksha only scoffed but said no more.

Building up your courage, you deemed it was your turn to voice out your thoughts, “Um… Rex Lapis, I see your point, but wouldn’t it be best to resolve the problem before it persists into something larger? We all know- All of Teyvat knows, that the Fatui are not to be trusted.”

Your archon offered you a kind smile, “I understand your worries, Name. However, as of the moment, they have not presented themselves as such. If they truly are our enemies, then it would be beneficial for us to know their intentions.”

You frowned deeply at his statement. Seeing you do so, somehow, your archon immediately identified your main concern.

“Is this about the Tianquan assigning you to be her representative for the Fatui?”

The moment those words left his mouth, a growl tore from Xiao’s throat, but he held his tongue.

“Did Ganyu tell you?”

The Archon nodded and you sighed.

“I volunteered, actually.”

And at that point, Xiao vanished into thin hair, but you could still his sense his presence around.

“May I know why?” Zhongli questioned gently.

For a moment, you struggled for words. You didn’t know how to describe this ‘itch’ to him. “At first, it was supposed to be Ganyu, since in the Tianquan’s eyes- Ganyu is an adeptus and she does not know that I am, too. Perhaps she didn’t want to put me in harm’s way, a ‘visionless human’ at the side of a harbinger. After some convincing to Ningguang for my volunteering, I spoke to Ganyu next.

“The adepti are divine beings that walk here in Liyue. I had this feeling that putting a divine next to a power-hungry harbinger would become an issue. I told Ganyu that, since I looked ‘harmless’ and ‘ordinary,’ the harbinger’s interest about the divine would never surface.”

A stretch of silence wrapped around them as Zhongli pondered over your words. “Perhaps, are you also planning to dig out the truth of their arrival?”

You nodded, “I knew you would allow them to stay, so I just took it upon myself to unfurl their secrets.”

“Hmmm… I grant you permission on doing this. However, should trouble arise, do not hesitate to tell us.”

The glare pointed at you was strong. Even without him saying a single word, you could hear his phantom voice in your head speak with such coldness, What are you thinking?

You simply gave him a reassuring smile, “I’ll be fine, Xiao. I may be a human in mortal eyes, but please do remember that I am also an adeptus, no matter how weak I am.”

Xiao releases a huff, but still sits by your side at the floor of the balcony, letting the moon kiss his skin. “You’re not weak.” He mumbled as he snaked his hand to yours.

To him, you will never be weak. In fact, you were the strongest being he has ever laid his eyes on. Not physically, no. It was you mental and emotional fortitude. Back during the Archon War, he always admired how you kept your head held up high no matter the suffering you have experienced. No matter how much death surrounded you, you still fought. And that strength made you a survivor. During the war, you never failed to help the wounded. Even when someone dies under your care, you held strong for the departed and for those who are left behind. You were a pillar of hope.

He brings your hand to his lips and kisses every knuckle “… Just be careful. If ever you are in trouble do not-“

“Hesitate to call your name.” You finished, beaming at his words.

As someone who used to be a healer and a doctor, you were quite familiar with several mild skin diseases that mortals can suffer from.

If there is an itch, you do not scratch it- for you will only aggravate the area even more.

Now that you’re working alongside the Fatui as the Tianquan’s representative, the itch you kept feeling was only irritated more. Especially whenever you spoke with the Harbinger who goes by the name Childe. And since your work requires you to cooperate with him, you also don’t miss the chance to discover what he hides, should the opportunity presents itself.

Childe… his azure eyes certainly have their… charm to those unaware. However, you knew better. You know he’s capable of drowning you just by his eyes. While he may be a cheerful man, his eyes lack the lustre of joy. The eyes are the windows of the soul, yes? If so, all you see is an unending ocean that you do not want to swim in. The surface may be calm, but the deep is relentless. However, duty bound you are- deep within the ocean, you shall find the secrets the Fatui hides.

Again, another scratch to the itch, but it only irritates you more.

The news of Rex Lapis’s death became the catalyst of you confronting the Harbinger. From Yujeng Terrace all the way to Northland Bank, you ran (with Ningguang’s permission of course). Before you can even open the door to his office, something caught your eye.

It’s faint, but you’re an adeptus. You sensed elemental traces, just smack bang at the middle of the door. You carefully scrutinized the tracings, and fortunately you knew Snezhnayan script. And what you read only made your heart sink.

It’s ready.

With the adeptal arts, you managed to uncover the origins of these elemental tracings.

Scratch.

Without hesitation, you followed these tracings until it led you into some ruins.

Scratch.

Following the tracings further, you find yourself in a dimly lit room. Wary, you summoned your weapon imbued with your element.

Scratch.

Searching the room, you came across several antique boxes. You opened them.

Scratch.

What you saw were familiar. Too familiar. Dimming the room more with your element, you find more Sigils of Permission hanging on the walls and on the ceilings. The energy within them were faint, but with enough numbers, it’s enough to kill a-

“Well, well well, I thought you’d be there mourning for your Archon. But here you are, snooping around someone else’s research material.”

The sound of his voice made you sharply turn your head to him, your stance now more offensive. “What are you planning?” You bit coldly.

The Harbinger hummed a small tune, “Nothing much… But! If you’re really curious, I guess I could tell you.” He hummed some more but you knew he’s not finished. Once he finished his tune, he grinned to you menacingly and the depths in his eyes became even deeper and darker, “After all, I won’t let you leave this place with you knowing my secret~”

There was this one time, Xiao struggled against himself so much, he scratched himself red so that he could anchor himself back to the real world. You remembered how much you cried as he slept in your arms. You never wanted to see him do that again. Seeing him hurt himself also hurt you, too. It was like a stab in the heart, then a twist, and twist some more. A slap in the reality that you might lose him one day.

As he slept, you solemnly observed the wounds he sustained himself to. They were angry red, just like blood.

Now, you, yourself scratched that itch in your head too much into a wound for blood to seep through. You scratched too much and now you have to bleed from it.

You were slipping in and out of consciousness. Sleep was tempting you more and more but you know you have to wake up. You were aware that this is going on for days.

Everything hurts. You remembered how his blades, imbued with the Sigils, weakened you thoroughly. Every slash he brought to your body just drained the energy away from you. But still you had to do something.

He wanted an adeptus- he wanted an adeptus in order for the Sigils to grow stronger both in number and in power.

Now here you are, bound by chains and suspended at the middle of this empty room. These chains were adorned by talismans that drained away your energy. You were bleeding from your wounds of your previous battle.

Drip. Drip. Drip goes the blood and pools on the ground underneath you. The ground, you barely noticed, was lined by Liyuean script which enacts the ritual of the Sigils draining your divine power from your blood.

To the eyes of a sadist- you were a picture perfect in a canvas. A dark room lined by the damned Sigils, glowing an eerie gold. Then there's you with your bloodied clothes and chains. The red pool underneath was casting a red glow on your way, giving you a red shade to your pale skin.

Everything hurts-

And everything was driving you mad.

You can also feel the Overlord of the Vortex feed from your energy through the Sigils. You sensed his lust for power and revenge. You felt his anger and the corruption within him. You felt his hatred and his want to bring death. For days that felt like years, you’ve been battling against that very same god in your head. This battle was not something you shall not lose to and failure is not an option. If you fail here, then Liyue will fall.

This god- he was driving you mad slowly.

If ever you are in trouble, do not hesitate to call my-

You shut the thought from your head. You are not going to call him. You will not speak of him. You will not think of him. You will not call him. Not to this place where his corruption will grow. No. You Will Not Call Him.

If it means that me not calling you will keep you safe from the corrupted remnant of a god- so be it.

Please

However, no matter how much you denied yourself to call his name, no matter how much your heart yearns to be with him- the wind does not ignore the pained sob that left your lips.

Ever since the news of Rex Lapis's death and the visit of the Traveler with a Sigil in his hand- the corruption within him just bloomed into something feral.

The Sigil- there was something wrong about it but Xiao doesn't know what is it that is wrong. Then there's you- where are you? Surely with the news of their Archon's death- it would send you to bring forth a meeting for the adepti to talk this over. But now- for days- you remain not by his side.

With you missing- the demons inside him are slowly taking control over him, taking advantage of his vulnerability for you. For each passing day, it was slow torture for him- The worry bubbling in him was consuming him. He glared at the Sigil between his fingers and not failing to notice how his dark aura covers him once more.

“Traveler,” Xiao called sharply, “What is it you intend to do next?”

To any mere mortal, the look his eyes held were enough to strike fear, but the Traveler stealed themselves- meeting the adeptus’s gaze with an equally serious calm. “I have my suspicions on a certain harbinger and I-”

“Where?” The Yaksha growled.

“In the Golden House.”

Without a word nor warning, Xiao placed a hand on the Traveler’s shoulder and teleported them to the place where the Exuvia is hidden.

To the Traveler, everything happened so quickly as one event led to another. One moment, they were standing among unconscious bodies of the Millelith then the next thing they knew a corrupted and demonic gust of wind flew them away to the side. Regaining back their vision, they could see Alatus’s spear now at Tartaglia’s barrier made of Sigils.

Alatus narrowed his eyes at the floating talismans and began to calculate the flow of this incoming battle with precision and accuracy despite his losing control over himself.

It was a tense minute of sizing each other up, but eventually, Tartaglia has broken the silence with his annoying innocent voice.

“Who would have thought that I’d have the honor of fighting another adeptus of Liyue?”

The question immediately fed the corruption within him, the dark aura exploding at it. He knew that he should not believe in the Harbinger’s words so easily, but the glint in the latter’s eyes held truth. You could be out there, hurting, scared, alone. You could be out there, bleeding out. You could be out there dyi-

His aura exploded once more at the thoughts spreading in his being. With a burst of unspeakable power, Alatus lifted his weapon and pierced the barrier once more, this time breaking it without failure. At the threat, Tartaglia backed away as he donned his mask.

In a similar fashion, Alatus, too donned his mask. “I will ask you once,” the Conqueror of Demons spoke with a deathly calm, “Where is she?”

He should have killed him then and there. But the call of the Overlord of the Vortex must not be ignored as it threatens Liyue.

In the small opportunity of escape, Childe took it. But he was weak and injured as Alatus swiftly threw his spear to block his way and teleported right in front of him. In a show of power, the Conqueror of Demons lifted the mortal by the neck.

“I will ask you again, where is she?”

In fear, Childe told him everything and at his every word, Xiao listened carefully- never speaking once. But the anger within his heart, it boils- it rages. His amber eyes bored into Childe’s soul- thinking what he should do to this mortal. Oh how killing him would be so nice. However, when the Yaksha’s gaze landed on the regal form of the Exuvia, he merely threw the mortal in its way.

“Killing you would have been easier. However, the crimes you have presented against Liyue are not mine for me to judge.

I leave the Harbinger to you... Rex Lapis.”

Once out of the Golden House, the Overlord roared once more, shaking the lands of the nation. However, along with it, he heard the faintest of voices. I’m so sorry... I couldn’t hold him back anymore.

Only then did the demons in his heart freely took control of him. Just like the stories of old, where the Yaksha walks, death follows. But they were no stories. In his way towards the ruins where you were held captive, every step he took brought carnage and even more death and blood to taint his hands. No Fatui will leave this place alive. The very being of destruction ended many lives. Each death, the demons were growing stronger.

All he wanted now was to kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killkillkill killkill kill killkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkill

Then seeing you suspended in the ceiling and bound by chains. Blood was painted on your lifeless skin. Wounds were littered and bruises were blooming on your form. But most of all, your eyes. What were once full of life and hope- now empty and blank. His demons quieted down.

Broken. You were like a broken porcelain doll.

“N-name...” His voice cracked, not believing it all.

With haste, he quickly broke your binds and caught you in his arms. he was fast to check for your pulse and your breathing. And thank the Archons, you were breathing but barely. You were now walking the line between life and death. With all his might yet a gentle caress, he hugged you for dear life. “Name... It’s me...”

But still, your eyes still held no recognition and it shattered his heart to pieces. With further inspection, he sensed the presence within you. A corruption. A certain evil.

“Name, stay with me please,” Xiao begged with desperation as he fought back tears. “It’s me who supposed to be the corrupted one between us, not you... I’m not allowing you to leave me, you hear me-”

With a ritual of the adeptal arts, he started purging and purifying the evil left by the god who fed from you. He is not letting you stay alone in your prison, not for a second longer.

Xiao prays and he never prayed before. Even to his master. But just this once, He prays with desperation. You are the light in his darkness. You are the moon in his night.

The ritual was a delicate process. For every word he spoke, he was rewarded by your screams of pain and the writhing of your fragile body. He wanted to stop, but he can’t. He had to physically restrain you from trying to escape from his embrace and from hurting yourself. And for every cry you released, Xiao merely shuts his eyes clos just for him not to see your pained eyes. Every now and then, Xiao speaks gentle apologies and words of encouragement for you. You were coming back. But still, the evil persists.

You writhed and scratched against him, until you were creating more wounds for blood to seep through. When it came to a point, you began pleading and begging for him to stop, that was when Xiao had shed a tear. So he continues the ritual, his prayers, and his apologies. They were arriving to a point where the ritual is reaching its conclusion but your screams only grew louder.

Please, just a little more...

Please, just stop...

Please...

The corruption disintegrated away from you in a forceful release of dark energy. He was breathing deeply, attempting to calm his loud heart. When he placed his gaze on you, you were breathing rapidly and your eyes were searching blindly and your hands were desperately holding onto him.

“X-Xiao...” You whispered, “Where am I? Where are you?”

With a sigh of relief, the Yaksha hugged you again closer and his forehead to yours, fearing you would go away again. The action made you lift your hands to his face, still searching blindly.

“I’m here, Name... I’m here.” At his voice, the dam in your eyes broke as you cried silently. Xiao was not adept in emotions, but for you, he will face them gladly. He lets you cry as he gives you soft whispers of assurance, safety, love, and promises. However, you were not crying because of what had happened to you. You were crying for him. After experiencing such corruption-

You sobbed some more- you were this close to him losing you and you could not bring yourself to imagine if your roles were reversed.

“P-please,” you said with a broken voice, “please don’t go to the place where I can’t follow...’

The words, at first puzzled him, but after a few moments, he realized and once more it broke his heart. Bringing you closer, Xiao let loose the tears he was holding back. With a gentleness unexpected of the Conqueror, he simply littered your face with kisses. “I promise if only you would do the same.”

With your smile that he loved dearly for so long you too spoke your promise, “I do.” They were simply two words, but the comfort they bring into the Yaksha’s heart was in volumes.

After that, you shared a few tender moments in each other’s arms. Simply relishing the feeling of their familiar warmth. A little later, Xiao spoke, “Would you like to eat some Almond Tofu once we get home?”

The question made you giggle at his innocence, so you agreed. Despite you needing physical medical attention. But Almond Tofu with him? Yes, you two definitely need some emotional healing.

A/N: fINALLY dONE lmao this was supposed to be short but angst really makes me want to write longer everytime haha~ anyway this request really made me ponder bout genshin stuff with all the corruption this and corruption that but then a question popped up like-

how did childe replicate the sigil of permission? since sigils are imbued with divine energy, i just thought how did this guy accumulate so much sigils to the point of freeing Osial- a god!!! soooo i just played with the idea for a bit then figured out maybe these pieces of paper get the divine energy from a divine source right? and the adepti are divine beings of liyue and another thing- you guys might have noticed the change of names in some scenes- i dont know but i think somehow different names represents different side of a person like- we have childe the cheerful harbinger then tartaglia the power hungry harbinger- there’s Alatus who’s calculating and cold, there’s the Conqueror of Demons who’s ruthless and unforgiving, then Xiao who is calm and humane- lastlyyyyy i might post this in ao3 ksks

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #xiao #genshin xiao #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #xiao genshin #xiao x reader #xiao imagines #zhongli #childe #ganyu #ningguang

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arcadejohn127-9 · 4 years ago

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Hello! Can I request head cannons of the Brothers reacting to an Mc that just plucks out their eyes when they see something cursed or messed up? Normally humans don’t just do that but MC’s like “Welp, I don’t need my eyes anymore 😀” and just Yeet their eyes out like it’s a typical Saturday 💀

I blame magic for this - sometimes I wish I could do this just for the comedic effect, maybe I won't need glasses anymore if I give them a good polish

Did take some creative liberties but hope it's still fun for you!

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"so....this is a demon kids cartoon???"

"yeah! Satan was obessed with this show."

"silence, it was mindless watching whilst I developed." He looked embarassed, keeping his hand to his chest.

Mammon was watching the show with a grin but nervously shifted in his seat, moving an inch closer to you. The other brother's were all sitting with you, levithan was sitting between your legs on the floor gaming, belphegor was laughing at the show meanwhile his brother only half paid attention. Asmo was hugging mammons legs as he complained how overly messy and disgusting it was. Lucifer was sitting on the other side of you, going through his phone.

"this is type of stuff you'd seen in creepypasta videos - the hell is this?!"

You just stared at the screen dumbfounded and disgusted. It only got worse when a fish turned to the screen, beginning to speak but it had realistic human teeth.

"excuse me- y'all seeing this shit???? Lemme just-"

You bonked the back of your head, your eyeballs popping out. You easily caught them, doing a quick two breaths on them and gave them a good rub on your shirt. You shoved your eyes back in and rapidly blinked.

"WHAT THE FU-"

Lucifer:

He didn't know how to react

Deadass

Just stares at you

He's seen it all from all gags, to large to small

But this little human had weirdest one of them all

"Pardon me?"

"You're pardoned, what's with the staring, Luci-loo?"

"who?"

Where's this gag going?

"Your eyes....I'm guessing that's a spell Solomon taught you."

"actually I found it out myself though it said it had side effects and I'm not sure what else it's done."

He sighed, pinching his nose

"Just be careful until it wears off, if I find your eyes out of your sockets again I'll be keeping them."

His fingers jabbed at your eyes, stopping inches away and clutched his other hand

You quickly nodded with a nervous laugh

Mammon:

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

you slap your hand over his mouth but he kept screaming

"why are you screaming?!"

He removed your hand, pointing to your eyes

"you removed your eyes!!"

"yeah....? I think that was an appropriate response to that-"

"that's not normal! You're human! humans can't do that?! Can they!?"

To be fair, it wasn't normal to do that at all

But magic was real and you sure as hell was going to use it at any given moment

"it's called physical comedy, my greedy friend."

He huffed

After awhile of sitting with each other he suddenly bonked you in the head

Only to end up screaming when your eyes bursted out again and rolled on the floor

"Ah-! There's dust in my eyes!"

Levithan:

Almost threw his phone at you

He watched it happen when his screen went dark as his game was loading

Immediately spun around

"YOUR EYES-! do it again!"

He fumbled to get up his camera and pointed it at you

You just sighed with a slight laugh

"Fine~ but I can't keep this doing this, it hurts my eyes."

You bonked your head and let your eyes pop out once again, giving them a good polish before putting them back in

"ROTFLMAO!!!! You're like a cartoon character!"

He filmed the others reactions to you casually do it once again

You leaned on his head when he turned back around

"better make me famous."

Satan:

Almost caught your eyes for you

And then he processed what just happened

"That's not normal."

"of course it's not but it was a good joke, though demon cartoons ARE cursed."

You changed the channel and sat back

Satan gave your head a soft bump and watched your eyes shake

"This will come in handy..is this spell written down? I think you know exactly what I plan for this."

You both looked at each other, meeting eyes with belphegor before all three of you glanced at Lucifer

Satan nodded and you copied him

Lucifer just glared at the three of you

Sensing something was going to happen

"Can you do other things? Or is it just that?"

"I can spin my head 360, do dramatic poses mid air for awhile, my arms can stretch but it hurts and can take out my teeth like I got dentures."

"remarkable, perhaps you'll give me a presentation?"

You agreed and throughout the day you acted out different tricks to everyone's dismay

Except for Satan

Asmodeus:

As soon as your eyes are back he slaps your face out of pure fear instinct

Your head spins as if you were a cartoon character

Luckily you kept your hands over your eyes

Unsure if they would fly out or not

"Careful-! This magic is full of slapstick tricks!"

"Why would you do it in the first place??!! Have you been waiting to do this all day?!"

He looked at your head disgusted

poking your cheek with one finger to keep distance from you

"First of all, rude and second, yes - i need to be ready for anything at all times with you guys."

He hugged your waist, sinking into you

"why must you be this way, you're too cute to be having your eyes pop out!"

You patted his head

Letting him sulk as you rattled your head, fixing your eyes placement from the spinning

"There there, the magic will wear off....at some point."

Beezlebub:

"No."

You bursted out laughing

He just looked at your eyes up and down with a pointed glare

"no? No what? You're not seeing what I'm seeing?!"

"Don't do that again, you could lose one of them."

You grinned, ruffling his hair

"okay mom~ I won't pop my eyes out."

He just hummed, grasping your hand so it stayed on his hair

Soon enough the Chanel changed and Beel left to get food

You grew bored and went after him

But you both ended up colliding and your head smacked against his chest

"I told you."

You raised a brow before realizing that one of your eyes just bounced out of your sockets

You scrambled to the floor to find it worried it could get stepped on

Beel joined you in your search and soon found it, being extra careful with handling it

He gave it a small rinse and handed it back to you

"Are you okay? Want a snack to make you feel better?"

You nodded cradling your eye

Belphegor:

He grinned watching you, shuffling to look at you properly

He absolutely loved that

"Cool! Wait - if your eyes can do that then can you replicate the cartoon's?"

"spells for slapsticks and cartoon logic only, not body horror."

He pouted

It wasn't long before he started padding at your face, trying to find out what else you could do

You rolled your eyes

"Learn body horror spells."

"why? That's stuff was hella cursed, I'm not here for your sadistic amusement."

You tried to force back your snort

Belphegor grinned

"Are you sure? I'm not the one using magic on myself to be a cartoon- entertain us."

You just shoved his head, forcing him into beels lap

"learn to be polite and then I'll do it."

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gentrychild · 5 years ago

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BNHA chapter 290 reactions

Oh boy, just when I was saying that such a long arc was eroding my ability to hype myself...

Oh boy... I guess we finally got the answer to “Was that message for Rei or for the whole country?” and the answer is both. Dabi sent a direct message to his mom and we don’t know what he told her.

And since we have a big close-up on the flower “Enji” gave Rei without leaving a message, I am now wondering if it wasn’t a gift from Dabi.

Ah, the Todoroki pose of “I have no idea of what to feel.”

Also, I think we now have the confirmation that Dabi is a theater kid.

Okay, so first, it’s nice to have the confirmation that Izuku did make some damages.

What’s less nice is knowing that AFO can control Tomura to this extent. By accepting to become a guinea pig, he became AFO’s puppet and I am not sure of how long it will take before AFO erodes his will and takes full control of him.

Horikoshi, think of the fanfic writers. When you show cool attacks, explain stuff about them, please. Because of you, I will have to spend an hour trying to analyze three panels.

Oh, that’s a meme waiting to happen.

Endeavor when Nejire and Shouto fight Shigaraki: “RUN! HE’S GOING TO KILL YOU! RUN!”

Endeavor when Midoriya was fighting Shigaraki: “Welp, this might as well happen.”

I don’t know what’s the more terrifying, Gigantomachia channeling the Rogue Titan or AFO having fun with Forced Quirk Activation. Okay, probably the later.

There should really be a limit to how long those tentacles can get, thank you very much.

Bakugou is awake and if I was him, I would go straight back to sleep but no, not him.

Does... Does he still have a quirk, though? I would like to see some sparks flying. Just to be sure.

However, he is right in the sense that they need to kill Shigaraki now. If he manages to escape, they will have lost everything. That would mean that another cataclysm can happen at any time and society will collapse. I am not talking about the hero society. I am talking full Dawn of Quirks mess.

I do not want to witness what so many people with uncontrollable powers can do when they are scared.

I am going to believe that Machia assumes that the second “Master’s scent” also comes from Shigaraki because with all the smoke in the air, he didn’t notice Izuku and his multiple quirks who are right there.

Also, Izuku wasn’t using cough... all for one... cough several quirks when Gigantomachia arrived, don’t think I didn’t notice it.

I was robbed from my Little Lord moment!

Shigaraki, every bones of his broken and the only reason why he remained standing so long is probably because AFO was manipulating his strings: “Oh, do tell me about your problems. It’s not like I can go anywhere after I was INCINERATED THEN BEATEN HALF TO DEATH BY THE INCARNATION OF FERALNESS. But please, tell me how hard it was for you.”

The small green child with broken bones isn’t named Shouto, Endeavor.

More seriously, you see Endeavor’s hand on Midoriya’s back? He isn’t checking that he is alright, he is actually holding him back because he is scared he is going to yeet himself again at the villains and try to finish the job.

That’s why you never make promises on live television. Too many witnesses that will call you out later.

Shouto is so fucking done at this point. He just survived a decaying wave, he showed up only to see all the heroes and his friends half dead, he almost got slapped by Gigantomachia, this is NOT the day to keep messing with him, and here is this asshole, all happy during the worst time of Shouto’s life.

As for Dabi... This man is hilarious. Look at how happy he is. His audience is here, too weakened to kick his ass, and now is the time.

Also, you see the bottle he is shaking? That was in the pouch he has been wearing since his first appearance. He was ready from Day 1.

Now, the riddle for the ages, the thing that interests me far more than what happens one panel later: what the hell is this and how did it bleach his hair so fast?

What am I hearing? Oh yes, the sound of ALL THE DABI IS A TODOROKI BEING VALIDATED RIGHT NOW. CONGRATULATIONS, FUNKY LITTLE CONSPIRACY THEORISTS. MAY KNOWING THAT YOU WERE RIGHT ALL ALONG MAKE YOU LIVE LONGER.

Whatever you’re thinking about Dabi, you have to admit that he knows how to use a narrative. He has been sitting on this for years, waiting for the right time to do the most damage, and here he is.

Let’s all appreciate this rare moment where Shouto and Enji have the same face of “What the hell is going on?”

But more importantly, let’s all appreciate Midoriya who was once again dragged into the Todoroki drama.

This has nothing to do with him, and yet, once again, a Todoroki appeared and felt the need to announce his entire tragic backstory in his vicinity. All those jokes about Todoroki never meeting Izuku because he would have coughed up his secret in the second were true.

Dabi looks so soft here and some part of me wants to believe that’s because he knew Rei would be watching.

And by that, I mean Dabi is a Momma boy.

I am bravely trying to keep a straight face as this guy is about to explain us why he killed 30 innocent people instead of his dad or some members of the Hero Commission.

I mean, Fuyumi managed not to snap despite many reasons, so really, there is no excuse.

More seriously, I hope that he won’t only reveal what Endeavor did. I want to know why he was considered dead. And I want to know if my theory about Touya being in the same HSPC program as Hawks is true, because there has to be a reason why he knows his real name.

Of course, for the last one, I can accept that Young Touya found a drawing of Endeavor and a young kid with red wings sent by a little fan through the Endeavor agency.

But I would much prefer to see more about the HPSC and how horrible it is.

The real victim of this chapter: Can’t-You-See-kun.

Look at how happy he is. I am pretty sure this is the best day of his life.

@pocketramblr is the one who realized that Horikoshi had to knock Dabi unconscious in Kamino because that man would have jumped on the occasion of screaming to the world who he really is, only to see society freak out.

There is 50% chance that AFO would have killed him for being more dramatic than him but, man, what a way to go.

*squints* Is that his hair becoming white due to the strain?

I am... actually not surprised by it. Dabi doesn’t know Shouto. And he isn’t Touya anymore.

The only thing Shouto is to him is Endeavor’s weapon to become number 1 and the child that stole his place and who made all his pain meaningless.

Endeavor: “Redemption arc?”

Dabi: “Hahaha NO. Step 1 of my plan where you get everything you want right before I make you choke on it.”

This is nothing short of breathtaking and once again, Horikoshi steals my breath away.

Make no mistake: Touya is dead. He died a long time ago. Only remains a rageful ghost hold together by hatred and staples. He will not hesitate to sacrifice anything to destroy Endeavor, be it himself, others, and even members of his family.

I have about zero regret for Endeavor but the rest of the Todoroki family? Dabi just took a sledgehammer to that and now, they will all have to live with the consequences.

Kudos to Dabi, though. He did what All for One didn’t manage to do. He wanted to ruin the number 1, to show that he was a liar and how pitiful he was. All for One failed to do so when he revealed All Might’s true form but Dabi executed that plan perfectly.

The other really good point about this is that no one will care about Izuku using multiple quirks. With how Dabi stole the show, Shigaraki will be lucky if people still talk about him.

#bnha 290 #bnha spoilers #bnha #bnha reactions

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makeste · 5 years ago

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BnHA Chapter 285: You Looked Like You Needed Saving

Previously on BnHA: Deku was all, “hey guys I’m just gonna fight Tomura one on one and risk my own life rather than risk letting him do the whole Destroying Everything bit again.” Kacchan was all “WAIT NO ARE YOU SERIOUS THAT’S THE EXACT THING I HATE THE MOST” and indignantly launched into his “P.S. I CARE ABOUT DEKU” flashback, which was a revelation in that it proved exactly what Bakugou fans have been saying this whole time, AND YET OUR MINDS WERE STILL BLOWN ANYWAY, BECAUSE HOLY SHIT, HE REALLY WENT AND SAID IT OUT LOUD THOUGH. Anyway, so Deku’s strategy for defeating Tomura is to, you guessed it, break his fucking arms again; and meanwhile a frantic Katsuki is gearing up on the sidelines to do something really awesome and incredibly stupid, probably; and all in all it’s a pretty terrible situation our boys have found themselves in. Terrible for them, but GREAT for me, and I’ve never been so hyped in my life omg.

Today on BnHA: Deku breaks both of his arms like a dozen times over. Like, just pages and pages of arm breaking. Just like in the good old days! Meanwhile Kacchan is all “jesus christ, okay you know what would be a better idea, JUST SETTING HIM ON FIRE AGAIN”, and so he grabs Shouto and Endeavor, and they do a whole Prominence Burn combo thing. The AFO-inside-of-Tomura is all “‘sup it’s me again, but seriously now would be a REALLY good time to let me take over your body”, and so Tomura TOTALLY DOES LET HIM TAKE OVER, WHOOP, and so AFO is all “HELLS YEAH.” And then he STRAIGHT UP STABS MY SON, WHOSE BODY WAS SIMPLY MOVING ON ITS OWN, YOU KNOW, JUST HERO THINGS. Anyway so now Kacchan is fucking dead*, and so if I were AFO I would start putting as much distance as possible between myself and Deku right the fuck now, because boy, IF YOU THOUGHT HE WAS MAD BEFORE? Holy shit. We’re about to see a whole new level aren’t we.

LOL WE’RE OFF TO A GRAND OLD START

Deku’s arms should sue for legal emancipation. I think most of us can agree that they’re probably better off without him. sure they’ll have to buy their own food and stuff, but I think the trade-off is more than fair

oh wow that 100% shit really is something though

too bad it did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!! spoiler alert. I don’t even have to scroll to the next page, Deku. we already know

OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS

did Deku really pull off some “three hits in one” bullshit, or is this a mistranslation referring to the fact that Deku’s already hit him twice with his left arm, and so this is now the third 100% hit. kinda hoping for the latter, ngl. either way though, I’m really getting a “Deku’s arms are legitimately done for” vibe from this

ESPECIALLY SINCE:

DEKU YOU SHRUB!!! WAS IT WORTH IT YOU EGG FDKF KKDJ YOU DON’T GET BONUS POINTS FOR BREAKING THEM TWICE

goddammit I’m pretty sure he just Detroit Smashed the last remaining hero brain cell. now they have diddly squat to work with, oh this is bad

...

do you guys remember a few weeks back when I was joking about him breaking the rest of his bones and using Blackwhip to move his shattered body around like a grotesque marionette. do you specifically remember the part where that was a joke

holy shit Deku. it’s like we’re all the way back to square one with you. wasn’t that like the first thing Aizawa taught you, not to break your whole body apart? how are you supposed to fight Tomura if you can’t move?? why didn’t you wait for one of your pals who could hit him with an attack from long range WITHOUT BREAKING EVERY SINGLE BONE IN THEIR BODIES. WHERE DID YOUR BIG HERO BRAIN GO

boy you better pray one of those remaining quirks is a healing factor, or else you’re gonna be on IR for a LONG time. anyway. idk why I’m getting so worked up when I already knew this was going to happen lol. it’s just like Katsuki said; he takes himself out of the equation. it’s worth sacrificing his own body if it means he can take out AFO and prevent Tomura from hurting anyone else again. it’s just that... well. you know that saying about taking calculated risks when you are bad at math?

GUH I REALLY HATE THAT TOMURA IS STILL COMPLETELY FINE KSKWOILWKKJ AT LEAST PRETEND TO BE A LITTLE HURT, WOULD YOU

please ignore all of those worried-sounding thoughts; I think we all know that’s a bunch of bullshit. completely and utterly fine. the only person Deku’s attacks hurt was himself. hip hip hooray

anyway. so now, this!

pretty sure he can’t use Decay or AFO without at least touching SOMETHING, so I’m guessing this is another one of his new quirks. dammit Tomura why are you so fucking invincible

HAHAHA MEANWHILE

if I were you, Deku’s Arms, I would simply detach from his body altogether at this point. cut my losses. mmm

OOF HE HIT HIM WITH THE WHOLE OF TEXAS

spoiler alert: again, it did nothing. SORRY TO KEEP RUINING THE SUSPENSE FOR YOU GUYS. is there a single human being reading this who thought for even for the milliest of seconds that this stood a chance of working though

OH MY GOD

DEKU GET IT TOGETHER YOU’RE STARTING TO LOOK LIKE THE ENIGMA OF AMIGARA FAULT AND I CAN’T STAND THIS ACTUALLY

so Tomura is all “there must be something I can do to stop this fucking kid” and shuffling through his quirk pokedex while he’s tossed around bleeding in the air

hey Tomura I’ll tell you right now that you don’t actually need to do a damn thing except not die for roughly the next thirty seconds or so, and then you’ve got this. the quirk that can stop this kid is called “One for All”, and it just so happens he’s already got you covered bruh

and Katsuki’s realized the same thing, apparently!

SHOUTO YOU’RE NOT EVEN LOOKING?? wow that is some trust right there. focused on cauterizing Gran and Aizawa’s wounds, I guess

MEANWHILE KATSUKI IS PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS. HE FOUND A NEW BRAIN CELL! A WHOLE DAMN CACHE OF FRESH NEW BRAIN CELLS, LOOK AT THIS

THANKS FOR THAT, PROFESSOR

OH SHIT SON ARE WE MOUNTING A COUNTERATTACK?

I like how Endeavor is just SITTING THERE in the background looking all disgruntled. yes, sorry about that sir, this is now Kacchan’s show. he’s in charge now. time for that long-range attack I was complaining about them not doing earlier?? hopefully?? omg

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS IT’S A BAKUROKI TRIPLE COMBO?!?!

ARE YOU GOING TO YEET THEM A LA GANG ORCA?? ALSO OH MY GOD, HE REALLY IS IN CHARGE. FIRST DEKU TOOK OVER FOR TWO MINUTES UNTIL HE BROKE ALL HIS BONES, AND NOW IT’S KACCHAN’S TIME. I’M SO PROUD OF YOU KIDS

LOL SHOUTO’S GETTING IN ON THIS TOO

THIS JUST IN, THE KIDS HAVE TAKEN OVER THE MANGA, ADULTS OF BNHA IN SHAMBLES

WELL MAYBE NEXT TIME DON’T LET AIZAWA GET SHOT THEN, YOU HAT!!!

WOOP OKAY WE FLYING NOW

Kacchan, tired of sitting back watching Deku invent new ways to die, decides to improvise a few of his own. hmmmmmmm

(ETA: HE LEARNED FROM THE BEST ORZ.)

OKAY WAIT A MINUTE NOW

why does this sound like he’s planning something on his own after the Todorokis have done their part. KACCHAN. EXCUSE ME, KACCHAN

SDLFKJLKJLJ

OKAY HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE

IS THIS LEADING WHERE I THINK IT’S LEADING, HOLY --

-- ooOF

I WASN’T FUCKING READY FOR THAT ONE. BAKUBULLYING FROM HIS OWN NOW-REMORSEFUL POV. SHIT. FUCKING FELT THAT. HERE I THOUGHT YOU WERE BUILDING UP TO AN “ALL FOR ONE FOR ALL” REVEAL, AND THEN YOU GO AND PULL THAT INSTEAD, WHAT’S GOING ON

-- HOLD UP WE’RE NOT DONE WITH THIS ONE YET MAYBE!!

“ONE FOR ALL IS”??!? KDSLFJAKLSJLKJLKJL AND THEN INTERRUPTING ME WITH THE CUTE BABIES WATCHING THE ALL MIGHT FOOTAGE, OH MY GOD. I’M JUST WILDLY REACTING TO EVERYTHING THAT’S BEING THROWN AT ME RIGHT NOW LMAO I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS IS LEADING

OOF THE NOTEBOOK

KACCHAN THIS ISN’T EVEN YOUR MEMORY HONEY, GET IT TOGETHER

OH MY GLOB

THIS IS THE MOST NONSENSICAL SEQUENCE OF PANELS RIGHT NOW. I’M SURE THIS IS ALL SHORTLY GOING TO COME TOGETHER IN SOME PROFOUND WAY THAT’S GOING TO KICK MY EMOTIONS SQUARE IN THE BALLS, BUT RIGHT NOW I’M JUST ALL “OOH AHH” LIKE SOME HAPLESS RUBE ALONG FOR THE RIDE. p.s. this chapter still doesn’t have a title!! p.p.s. Horikoshi is a knave

(ETA: HORIKOSHI IS A FUCKING MALFEASANT!!)

I CAN’T TAKE THIS??

PLEASE STOP BUILDING UP TO WHATEVER IT IS YOU’RE BUILDING UP TO AND JUST SAY IT ALREADY, I’M DYING OMG

...and we’re cutting back to the action. godfuckingdammit it’s gonna be one of those chapters where the entire thing is just buildup to some huge reveal on the very last page isn’t it

(ETA: [sounds of screaming heard in the distance])

anyway so this next page is just Deku flying in the air, and Tomura flying through the air, and Endeavor+Katsuki+Shouto flying through the air, and everyone’s flying through the air, and we’re all just flying. TALK TO ME MORE ABOUT THE CURSE OF OFA DAMN IT

OOHHHHHH

guess if it was good enough for Hood, it’s probably their best shot huh. better than whatever the fuck Deku was trying to pull at any rate

OOP

gotta admit, if I didn’t already know full well that Tomura could not possibly die here, I’d have been pretty convinced he was dying here lol

DSFKJL ENDEAVOR BUDDY YOU MIGHT HAVE POSSIBLY OVERDONE IT JUST A BIT

wait... is that Blackwhip...?? or???

OH SHIT

WHAT EVEN IS THIS CHAPTER, COME ON

-- FMMMJAKAKJDJL, UM

TIME TO SCROLL BACK UP TO THAT PANEL OF TOMURA BEING MELTED, AND READ WHAT AFO WAS SAYING A LITTLE MORE CAREFULLY LMAOOOO. LOL. WHOOPS. OH NO KATSUKI WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

AHHHHHHHH

WHAT’S WITH THE NARRATION SQUARE ALL OF A SUDDEN AHHHHHH

oh my fresh and citrusy lord. this is it isn’t it. all of my theories converge at once. Tomura being possessed by AFO; OFA is AFO/Deku has AFO; Katsuki does something stupid and loses his quirk. THE PERFECT STORM. THEORY SINGULARITY

oh my lord oh my god oh my lord oh my god honey what are you doing, honey, no

his body’s moving before he can think. WHAT ARE THESE FLASHBACKS OF ALL HIS DEKU RELATED MEMORIES. BULLYING DEKU, BEING SAVED FROM THE SLUDGE MONSTER, RECONCILING WITH HIM AT GROUND BETA, OH MY GOD. I’M NOT READY. [WRAPS MYSELF IN A BLANKET BURRITO AND SLOWLY SCROLLS DOWN FROM THE SAFETY OF MY COCOON]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HORIKOSHI KOUHEI: [LOADS GUN WITH CHAPTER TITLE AND AIMS DIRECTLY FOR MY HEART]

ME: [SWEATING]

HORIKOSHI: [SMILES, REACHES FOR THE TRIGGER... AND THEN SUCKER PUNCHES ME SQUARE IN THE FACE]

excuse me WHAT. PARDON, THE FUCK. WHY ARE THE FIRST FEW LONE PIANO NOTES OF ADELE’S “SKYFALL” PLAYING. WHAT THE FUCK

excuse me, Horikoshi. excuse me, could I just -- could I get. COULD I JUST GET A WORD WITH YOU FOR A MINUTE. SIR

son of a. ...how am I even supposed to wrap this up. just

sob okay. so let’s just. ...

All for One 100% just took Tomura’s body over. like, he was all “Tomura, you’re fucking dying, just give me your body you muppet”, and Tomura couldn’t really argue on account of he really was dying, and so, YOINK. which is the sound that a body makes when it’s being taken over, I think

All for One then activated his forced activation quirk?? which OF FUCKING COURSE he passed on to Tomura as well. so THAT’S JUST GREAT

Kacchan is seriously the fastest character in the series. the reflexes, the sheer speed necessary to intercept that hit? goddamn

every single one of those BakuDeku flashbacks are now wanted by the FBI for first-degree murder of me

this has nothing to do with Kacchan fucking dying and stuff, but is it just me or were there HUGE “Kacchan as Bakugou’s hero name” vibes earlier on in this chapter with the flashbacks to Deku explaining the meaning behind his own name, HMM

and speaking of, this is the first time we’ve gotten Kacchan narrating in the little box panels, unless I’m completely mistaken somehow. Horikoshi really waited almost 300 whole chapters to do that. and it was worth it. holy shit

fun fact, this moment is something that’s been on my wishlist since chapter 12 lol, you can go back and check the recap if you want. back then I called it a long shot. oh how the times have changed

I DON’T KNOW HOW I’M EVEN SO STUNNED ABOUT THIS, GUYS. this is exactly what I predicted at the end of the last chapter. MY CHILD IS DUMB. THAT’S ALL THERE IS TO IT. HE’S THAT EXACT KIND OF SHOUNEN DUMB. WE’VE KNOWN IT ALL ALONG

oh my god. and now Deku’s gonna go ham, arms or no arms. AND BETS ON WHICH NEW QUIRK HE’S ABOUT TO UNLOCK? because the last time someone so much as insulted Kacchan in his presence, he SPONTANEOUSLY GREW SHADOW TENTACLES OUT OF THE BLUE AND ATTEMPTED TO MURDER THE PERSON. so if this kid has got ANYTHING left up his sleeve, I have to imagine that SEEING HIS PRECIOUS CHILDHOOD FRIEND TAKE A DEADLY ATTACK MEANT FOR HIM is gonna leave him feeling SOME KINDA WAY. I literally have no idea what’s going to happen next but I would not count this angry little broccoli out yet. not as long as he’s still conscious

anyway. so I wonder what’s the world record for continuous screaming, and whether or not I could break said record by doing such nonstop from now until a week from now when I finally get to read the next chapter

...lol apparently the record is only 8 mins and 45 seconds so GOOD NEWS GUYS, WITH THE POWER OF THIS NEW CHAPTER, WE ARE GOING TO MAKE HISTORY. DEEP BREATH. -- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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rmg91 · 4 years ago

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Aladdin-esk AU

So, I curse myself for this idea cause I already have so many but here you all go. So! Aladdin-esk AU in which it’s set more in a traditional fairy tale/European like kingdom VS the desert, Magic/Trolls/ect. still exist in this and Jim (our Aladdin) has been living on the streets with his bestie Toby and their pet Gnome. Chompsky, for a while doing whatever they can to survive. (No idea what happened to Barbra and Nana).

Claire and her family are the rulers and she’s been kept in the castle practically her whole life after some incident that turned her parents super over protective. And of course she’s of age to be married. Obviously she doesn’t want to marry someone she met/wants to marry someone she loves but she also wants the chance to see the world/live her dreams. She also wants to be able to able to practice magic in the open rather than in secret. (Darci and Zoe are her handmaidens and Zoe’s been the one to teach her what she can about magic)

Angor Rot is Jafar in this. Not sure how he’s the trusted advisor but maybe he’s using some form of magic to disguise who/what he is. Or he’s human and turns trollish during his wishes, again not sure but he seemed the best choice for Jafar. Also maybe NotEnrique is Iago but secretly bonded with Claire so he’s kind of a double agent? I donno

Now of course Angor wants to take over the kingdom but he needs the magic lamp to do so but of course he needs the ‘Diamond in the Rough’ (Jim) and as he’s planning how to find/capture him, Claire does her sneaking out of the castle and meets Jim and Toby. (Jim of course falls for her quickly) It doesn’t last long however and Jim gets captured (Possibly Toby too? Of he manages to escape and tries to free Jim later) Angor tells Claire he’s had Jim killed and then goes to trick him into getting the lamp for him. He possibly even threatens Toby’s life if Jim doesn’t (cause only one may enter the cave) so Jim (and Chompsky) go looking.

They find the lamp but also find evidence that it’s been guarded by a dragon. Jim tries to work quickly to get it before the dragon returns from where it is but Chompsky touches treasure he shouldn’t and they make a made dash to the exit, conveniently being saved by the dragon (Or is it a cat? Whatever it is, it’s not as fearsome as Jim feared). However, Angor double crosses them, tosses both boys into the cave and thinks he’s gotten the lamp, only to discover that somehow it’s gone.

The boys are now stuck in this cave with their gnome and this weird talking cat-dragon and unsure what to do when Chompsky reveals he’s taken the lamp. The cat-dragon, Archie’s his name, encourages Jim to rub it and out comes, you guessed it, Douxie!

Douxie’s our genie but no ordinary genie as he was once a wizard but some curse cast by someone trapped in the lamp. He’s been stuck there for over 900 years without his familiar by his side and forced to grant wishes like a real genie. After Jim and Toby trick him to get them out of the cave (or Douxie let’s them trick him) Jim and Toby debate what to do. In the end Jim decides to wish to become a prince in order to woo Claire and the whole entourage makes a big entrance. (Douxie and Toby pose as Jim’s attendants, Chompsky maybe turned into something like Abu was and Archie helps too)

Angor is suspicious of course, Jim kind of fumbles the first meeting (D: In over a thousand years I have never been more embarrassed.) Toby sees Darci for the first time and like Jim falls instantly, Douxie is pleasantly surprised to see Zoe but hides it well until he can get away to talk with her) A ball is arranged to welcome Jim and co and Douxie has to magically help Jim dance which may or may not work out for Jim (but bonus Douxie gets to dance with Zoe) After more flubbing, Jim goes to talk to Claire as Toby distracts Darci and more Zouxie happens.

After Jim and Claire have their outing/fall more in love, Jim is captured/shoved into the ocean to drown but luckily Douxie’s able to save him at the cost of the second wish. After they revel Angor for being evil, he plots on how to steal the lamp which is helped by Jim alienating his friends cause he refuses to tell Claire the truth/he thinks he can’t do this without having his third wish nearby (even though he promised Douxie he’d set him free after the first two). Angor takes over, a lot of things happen that I haven’t really figured out but I want Claire to reveal her magic at some point, Archie rescues the boys wherever they were yeeted too and Jim tricks Angor into becoming a genie.

And of course as everything starts to settles down Douxie offers to change Jim back to a prince but of course Jim sets him free. (Queue happy Zouxie and Archie, Douxie revealing his staff that he hasn’t seen since he was cursed). Claire parents of course then give her permission/negate that old law that she has to marry a prince and she chose Jim. They get married, Toby gets a job in the palace and gets to be with Darci and Douxie/Zoe and Archie set off to see the world (and Douxie promises to help Claire with her magic whenever they drop by) So happily ever after for everyone!

......This got away from me.

#ToA #Tales of Arcadia #Jlaire #Zouxie #Toby/Darci #Archie #Aladdin AU #Didn't expect myself to go off and just write it all out lol #Oh well enjoy it now guys!#Wizards #Trollhunters #gnome chompsky #Jim Lake Jr #Claire Nunez #Toby Domzalki #Douxie #Zoe #Angor Rot

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moonlit-mizukage · 4 years ago

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Chapter twenty-two: 11 things I hate about you

Summary: Y/l/n Y/n, a third year at Sakura High School, is just a girl with a bad attitude towards anyone outside her small circle. When y/n’s younger sister starts first year, she gains a lot of attention. Unfortunately for everyone in school, the Y/l/n household has one rule, No dating till y/n does. Some people become just desperate enough to pay the leader of the “Monsters”, the trouble making group on campus, to date y/n. What will happen when she finds out? (All characters aged up to third year unless otherwise stated)

Tw: Swearing, fights, violence, oikawa piece of shit, black eye, teachers a dick, crying

Word Count: 1.3K

An: So theres only 8 more chapters left of this story :0 I cant belive its almost done. I will be making a pull for my next idea maybe on chapter 26!!

An part2: Sorry my poem is so bad ugehgvy Tumblr wouldn’t let me format it nice so it is italicized !!

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Third person pov- Time skip tp Monday

Y/n closed her locker as Tendou was standing behind the door.

“What the fuck do you want Tendou?”

“Please just hear me out Y/n. It really isn’t what it seems.”

“You took the money Tendou. You got paid to date me. So step the fuck back. I don’t want to be late to class.”

“Y/n… Let me explain, please.”

“See you in English if you decide to go again asshole.” She pushed past him and headed to where Shirabu was.

“What did he want?”

“Just to try and make up some shit probably. I don’t have time for assholes.”

“Speaking of assholes, you know how you showed me that shit from Oikawa at your place?”

“Did he already try something?”

“He walked up to me and apologized to my face.” Shirabu said.

“Are you for real? He really talked a big load of shit about it and then took 5 steps and gave up.” Y/n said with a laugh.

The two walked in the direction of their first period as Tendou walked outside to the underside of the bleachers where the Monsters hang out.

“Guess... you look like shit. Where the hell were you all weekend?” Hanamaki asked.

“Nowhere.” He said as he lit his cigarette. The others looked around at each other. They know something was off with him.

Second period came quick and Tendou ventured into his class today on the off chance Y/n would give him even the shred of attention.

“Good morning class, Oikawa I need you to take off those sunglasses you are inside after all.” Mr Yagami said. Oikawa removed the glasses to reveal a large balck eye beneath them.

“Looks like someone finally got tired of your shit Oikawa.” The teacher said with a laugh. “Well would anyone like to be the first one to present their writing piece today?” Y/n raised her hand faster than anyone else. “Ah Mrs. Y/l/n. Please come up to the front.”

She stood up as she grabbed her notebook from her desk. She walked to the front of the room and made direct eye contact with Tendou in the back.

“Start when you are ready Mrs. Y/l/n.” The teacher said, giving her permission to begin. She took a deep breath.

“I hate the way you approach me, and the way you have so much confidence about it

I hate how you made me give you a chance, only to show me your true intentions so much later,

I hate your dumb hair cut and how proud you are after spending all that time to style it.

I hate how you call me babe and how you could easily change my mind about things,

I hate your dumb motorcycle and how you drive it when I am with you,

I hate how you never texted or called, not even left me an email.

I hate when I was upset with you, you knew exactly how to cheer me up with your dumb smile,

I hate how you knew I would fall for you from the start and you even called it,

I hate how you made me laugh like I never experienced before.

I hate how everything you told me was based on a lie,”

She took a deep breath, tears began to flow from her eyes at that moment.

“I hate how you made me fall for you but your feelings were only a big dumb lie,

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you...

Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

She slammed her book closed and grabbed her bag as she ran from the class room, now sobbing.

Tendou stood up as he chased after her but she was already gone from the halls without a trace of her presence even being there.

Oikawa appeared behind him.

“Looks like your nickname was more accurate then I could have ever thought.” Tendou turned around as he grabbed Oikawa’s shirt. He slammed him into the locker behind him. Before anyone even had the chance to blink, Kyotani and Terushima were behind him.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but once highschool is over you will be nothing. Enjoy being a piece of shit for a little more time before we knock you down a few, monster style, you asshole. You fucked with the wrong man’s paradise. You will pay for it. How about another black eye to match the one Mei gave you hmm? I think that is honestly too nice to do.” He slammed his back again before he threw him to the ground and spit on him. Tendou stormed out the other two Monsters now joined the three that were there as they all left the building.

Lunch time- small time skip

Y/n was seated at the table next to Tsukishima who was next to her with Yamaguchi sitting across the table. Shirabu walked up with Kuroo and Bokuto behind him.

“What the hell do you demons want?” Y/n spit out as them.

“We come in peace. I promise.” Bokuto said as he raised his hands.

“Unfortunately for me I have managed to befriend these two demons. Bokuto through volleyball and Kuroo by association. They told me some interesting shit about Oikawa though.” Shirabu said in a monotonous tone.

“You can sit with us if you really want. I’m sure you will start beef with Oikawa though.”

“He’s kinda in love with you so he probably thinks we would be doing reckon. That’s not why we are here though. I know what happened at the dance. Iwaizumi told us both about it.” Kuroo said.

“I am so sorry Y/n! Please forgive me!” Bokuto shouted dramatically. He looked into your eyes and she could see he was on the verge of crying.

“It’s okay! It’s not like you made him do it.” She said to him.

“No but I did get your number for him!”

“He is exaggerating. He told Oikawa what locker number was mine and Oikawa went through my private property to get it.” Shirabu spoke up.

“I won’t blame you for your friend being a massive piece of shit.” Y/n said with a smile.

“Wow straight to the point, I like that.” Kuroo said.

“We can prove to you we are done with Oikawa if you’d like.” He pulled out his phone and showed her before he rescinded that he texted Oikawa ending their friendship. “Anyone who doesn’t support my deepest love for volleyball will never understand me.” He said with a serious look on his face.

The rest of lunch they spent together, the few who had just met them had begun to feel different about the once Oikawa lackeys. They discovered they were not who they once thought and the same for the two new people who sat there today. The warning bell rang as they all were ready to separate.

“Before we part, sorry shirabu. I talked shit about you one time in our old group chat with the other guys, not bokuto, I just felt like it would help me fit in.” Kuroo said.

“I talked shit about you too cause I thought you were an annoying asshole like Oikawa. No hard feelings.” Shirabu said in his monotonous voice once again.

“Wow all of you are brutally honest. I think I will like it here.” Kuroo said with a laugh.

Everyone was now split up as Y/n was at her locker. Her phone Vibrated as she opened it to see another unknown number messaging her. The message read:

We need to talk after school...please… It’s satori by the way. I know you will say it too when you respond so I already told myself to Go to Hell before I sent this message.

She sighed and put her phone back in her pocket. Her mind was stuck on him for the rest of the day. Even on her ride home with her friends and Mei, she could only think about what he might say to her when she finally answered.

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albatris · 4 years ago

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hello i am on page 11 of the atdao tag. i have had to Force myself not to rb every piece of art i see. i come to you with a question, now: what happens to make tris go from "in possession of 2 whole arms" to "in possession of 1 whole arm"?

hello!!

oh wow you're making quick work of my atdao tag ahahaha :D I'm impressed you're on page 11 already! and also?? delighted you have enjoyed the content enough to keep going for 11 pages??? :O

hey! thank you for the question! this answer is teeeeeechnically heavy spoilers but I've already spoiled it all before so it doesn't count lmao

also the fact that my default tris in my art is tris with only one arm is spoilers in itself tbh

anyway!

so! I'm guessing by page 11 you probably at least vaguely know these two things:

the unreality exists! this is a little tiny air bubble trapped between two layers of reality, created by an explosion of interdimensional energy! it's essentially a bunch of whacked-out energy from a few different universes all going nrrrrrrrr in a blender and melding together inside this little pocket dimension of sorts. it's small! it's got fluctuating edges! it has tears in it that basically just lead straight into The Endless Void Of Whatever Exists In The Universe Before Anything Exists There

tris's older brother jacob gets yeeted into this unreality when he gets hit by a car under some wildly improbable hyperspecific circumstances - jacob makes it all the way inside, but the driver of the car that hit him only makes it halfway, leaving the lower half of his body behind

so, tris's quest to bring jacob home inevitably leads him to enter the unreality himself! he does enter with both arms firmly attached to his body still!

however, in his explorations, he stumbles across what remains of the dead driver's body, which has been filled with all kinds of otherworldly energy and is kinda just dragging itself around with its guts hanging out..... amalgamating other things into its form..... there is.... a big ol' body horror post about this guy I can link if you're keen........

basically, it should be Dead, but time is weird here and nice normal organic human bodies get progressively weirder and weirder here as they come into contact with interdimensional energies they're not equipped to handle, so it's still skittering around, arguably still alive and on the brink of death but not able to die. and on the occasion it comes into contact with another living being, it FLIPS out

tris ends up in two scuffles with the fucked up half-corpse-creature - the first by accident, and the second voluntarily Because Of Spoilery Character Arc And Thematic Reasons

in the second of the two scuffles, his attempts to come out on top and Not Get Brutally Murdered or absorbed or dismembered leads the pair to end up. uhhh. VERY close to one of those aforementioned tears into the void of The Nothing Before There Is Anything

n at one stage tris just kind of gets knocked backwards and his arm goes in and simply Does Not Come Back Out

cannot emphasise enough how lucky this boy is that it wasn't his goddamn head

so yeah, he loses the arm through a tear in the unreality, and it's..... an accident, but it's also vaguely an intentional sacrifice in some way too. like. he didn't NEED to engage the creature again but. hm. spoilers. he's a good, kind, gentle kid who believes it's his responsibility to try and ease suffering any way he can, but that's a whole 'nother post

so one of his arms gets eaten! yes! this is not immediately a problem, since tris's body is ALSO now full of weird fucked-up otherworldly energy and he's....... not bleeding out and dying, at least! and he's still got stuff to do, so he just goes, "welp, that's fucking horrifying! moving on!"

it does however become a problem upon LEAVING the unreality, when his reality has to snap him back into a shape it can translate and understand, and succeeds

leaving a perfectly regular human tris greer to immediately collapse on the ground and start bleeding to death from this fuck off gaping wound where his arm's been torn off

there are already ambulances on hand because the passage of time between reality and unreality is super messed up and his friends who stayed behind are efficient as fuck, so he uh

he's fine! ish!

has to spend a fair bit of time in hospital though and basically gets a free pass from the danger of the remaining plot lmao

#the climax to noa's plotline and the climax to tris's plotline do not happen concurrently #most of the danger for tris is done and dusted a little earlier #he's still Involved in the remaining plot but he's also just exhausted and traumatised and has #a hell of a lot of loose ends to tie up and emotional things to work through #n tris does not Believe He's Out Of Danger for a long while bc he's SO stressed and paranoid bc. obviously #he's been through a lot and has been holding it together for ages lmao #who can blame the kid for having a bit of a breakdown #:(#dw he ends up fine he's just. yeah #spent so long being stressed and on edge and terrified that his brain is just. fried #and he's just like no it cant be over there's no way this is over this is a trap #but things do start to gradually calm down and get better for the poor dude #atdao

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