#wicked hermit

[the-blogname]

Keanu Reeves Tarot

Kit Layfield

Matrix | John Wick

Sad Keanu | Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure

Point Break | Speed

[theamphibianmen]

That one post that's like "Elphaba cooks and Glinda bakes🥰" pisses me off so much because it's just so completely fucking backwards.

Glinda may be sugar and spice and everything nice but she's also an absolute dumbass who can't find the baking soda because she thinks it's a liquid. The most complex thing she knows how to bake is that awful muffin mix that comes in a plastic bag and she'd STILL manage to fuck it up by forgetting to line the tin or something. She is, however, suspiciously good with knives and just aware enough of her surroundings to avoid burning the house down.

Elphaba on the other hand counts individual chocolate chips. She runs that kitchen like the fucking navy. You don't bake cookies with Elphaba, she bakes cookies while you watch in a mixture of awe and shame because you actually used a pinch of salt instead of one eighth of a tea spoon.

And I was mostly talking about act 1 before b even in act 2 she'd still be a terrible cook! This woman has spent a decade living off of Suspicious Vegan Stew the only way she's gonna add seasonings is if you hold her hand and tell her that she deserves to take a break from vigilante justice long enough to eat something with goddamn paprika in it

[ask-the-crimson-king]

Music Shill of the Day: NEW POWERWOLF!

Greetings, everyone. It has been a while.

And I come with tidings of the new Powerwolf album that dropped today, because wow. It is a great one. In my opinion, it's better than Call of the Wild, and it definitely is on a similar tier to The Sacrament of Sin.

Wake Up the Wicked is simply good. It is great. We see good breaks in the Powerwolf style, in songs such as Vargamor, which reminded me a bit of Saltatio Mortis, and we have some that feel like a return to form, such as Thunderpriest sounding as though we could see it on Blood of the Saints or Preachers of the Night.

I won't go into an in-depth rating of each song on the album for now; I may do this later, but for now, just know the album was worth the wait. VERY worth the wait.

I will say, for now, my top three are Viva Vulgata, Heretic Hunters, and Kyrie Klitorem, not necessarily in that order. Sinners of the Seven Seas and 1589 come REALLY close behind them.

Anyway. GO LISTEN TO WAKE UP THE WICKED! Do yourself a favor this fine day. It's a wonderful album.

[hermitlifemuicals]

HOLY FLICK

OH MY GOODNESS I KNOW PEARLS VICORY SONG!!!! ITS GONNA GO SO HARD!!! ITS GONNA FIGHT AND BIT AND FLY ANS IWAOHDOIWAH ODHAOWD

[pancakeke]

who told me that I wouldn't be able to repot my big plants very easily without putting them in nursery pots btw cause I've done it twice now and both times it was super easy. most recently one went from a 14 inch to 16 inch pot and that boy has been eating his vegetables. sorry I'm not a weakling. I absolutely hurt my wrist moving this big idiot though so I am kinda weak actually but in a different way.

[aliferous-ly]

I love the little cubby rooms in decked out and I love seeing how the different hermits decorate them because some of them are a beautiful example of the player's style and character and some of them are just the ugliest thing you've ever seen. and I love them both

[jeontasy]

CODENAMES:

Zayne: GALEN - a Roman & Greek physician, surgeon and philosopher. The name also means "calm" and "tranquil".

Caleb: PERSES - the son of Titan Crius and Eurybia, he is the god of destruction. The name also means "to sack", "to ravage" and "to destroy".

Sylus: TARTARUS - the deepest region of the world, where the wicked and Titans were locked up. It is the lowest point of the universe, located below the Underworld.

Xavier: HERMIT - the word comes from Greek word eremites, which means "one of the desert". The Hermit also means "introspection" and "solitude".

Rafayel: TAMINO - refers to a character from Mozart's opera The Magic Flute. Tamino is a prince who is lost in a foreign land and being pursued by a monster, he eventually falls in love with the daughter of the Queen of the Night.

IDENTITY/RUMOR:

Zayne: WARDEN - Nobody gets to walk out of his prison. Not when they are alive, at least.

Caleb: COUNCILMAN - He is an ambitious politician who is eyeing the entire city.

Sylus: MYSTERIOUS ASSASIN - You better have your last words ready before this man knocks on your door.

Xavier: EX-ENFORCER - Danger often hides behind the softest eyes and the sharpest fangs.

Rafayel: LEADER OF FLOWIN' FIRE - A Praedator rose from the ashes. The entire city is but a playground at his disposal.

[human-antithesis]

Hermit's Lair - Human Antithesis https://t.me/Human_Antithesis

John Wick Chapters 1 - 4 Original Soundtracks composed by Tyler Bates & Joel J. Richard

Himmel und Hölle (From John Wick: Chapter 4) Original Soundtrack composed by Le Castle Vania

Featuring Artists:

The Candy Shop Boys M86 Susie Q Kaleida Ciscandra Nostalghia Marilyn Manson Jerry Cantrell Julia Aks Lola Colette In This Moment Manon Hollander Rina Sawayama

John Wick (2014) directed by Chad Stahelski & David Leitch

John Wick: Chapters 2 - 4 directed by Chad Stahelski

[blulowy]

Hermit a day May: Pearl!

Something wicked this way comes…

[the-clumsywitchtarot]

What is Your Future Husband's Type?

Because he's going to marry you anyway, so why not know, right?

Cards

4 of Wands

Queen of Cups

The Sun

8 of Swords

Your future husband doesn't really have a type in terms of looks he is truly someone that is attracted to a person for who they are. I feel like this man is looking for a wife that is emotionally available, childlike (but not immature), and has eyes only for them. And also ready for marriage like yesterday! I feel like this is a man that has had relationships with women in the past that resulted in the women cheating on him and some relationships where the women just weren't all in. I feel like when this man gets into a relationship he is all about the person he is with and he is looking for a woman that is the same way. He is tired of being with women that do not share the same intensity of feelings that he has in a relationship. He really just wants a woman that's all about him that he can be all about.

Cards

The Hermit (Reversed)

8 of Pentacles

9 of Wands (Reversed)

King of Cups (Reversed)

I feel like this man is a player and prefers women that are the life of the party and only looking for short term relationships and one night stands at the moment. This is going to sound toxic but I feel like he actually likes women that are struggling with emotional difficulties, like dealing with a breakup. Anything that would keep the woman from becoming too attached to him. Or women that are super into their careers that really don't have time for a relationship, the song "Top of the World" by The Pussycat Dolls comes to mind when I think of his type. I feel like he's also used to dating model-esque women. Obviously this is his current type and it can definitely change as he matures.

Cards

King of Pentacles (Reversed)

5 of Swords

7 of Cups

Knight of Swords

I feel like this man is looking for a woman that is very confident in who she is and knows her worth. Someone that is willing to stand up for herself but still in her receptive feminine energy. I feel like he also wants a woman that looks like what is traditionally thought of as feminine when it comes to the way she dresses and behaves. Ariana Grande's look in wicked comes to mind, essentially he wants someone girly. But he doesn't want an airhead, I feel like he's had his fair share of those. He wants a (mostly) traditional woman, someone that wouldn't mind being a housewife but not someone that is docile. He still wants an opinionated woman but not an aggressively opinionated woman. He also wants someone that can read him and know exactly what he needs at any given moment.

I hope you enjoyed this reading, please let me know what you think of it in the comments! 🩷

- Erika, The Clumsy Witch

[save-a-forest-ride-a-bear]

🗒 ꒰⸝⸝₊ General Dating Headcanons ❛ ✧

Featuring: Astarion, Gale, Wyll & Halsin

# Note: content warning for very brief talk of abuse and general trauma back to navigation ´ˎ˗

🌿┊ASTARION

Talk about touch and attention starved. This guy wouldn't know a healthy relationship if it hit him in the face. Whenever you're nice to him or touch him without any innuendo, he's on edge. You must want something from him. Why else would you be doing this? It doesn't make sense.

Speaking of which, touching him out of nowhere usually doesn't end well. He has a tendency to flinch. He cackles and says he just thought he saw a bug, "Silly me," but you both know better than that.

He grows used to it, however. It just takes some warming up to. Eventually, the discomfort fades, replaced by a yearning so strong he swore he felt his heart beat again. When his brain realizes you don't want to hurt him and it's safe to be around you, he starts craving more contact. He's too prideful to ask, but he's not good at hiding it, either.

He loves any kind of compliment, don't get him wrong, but the ones that have nothing to do with his appearance seem to stick more. He's heard every single little praise possible for his face and body — but for his personality? For his mannerisms? If it ever happened before, he can't remember it.

Insists he doesn't like cuddling and only does it because you want to. But the one night you didn't, you woke up to him clinging to you anyway. He said he must've done so in his sleep, completely ignoring the fact elves can't sleep. Deception: critical failure.

Surprisingly protective. If you get hurt during a fight he goes ham on the enemy while yelling for someone else to take care of your wounds right now. He lost everything he had after Cazador — lost even himself to the hands of that sick, wicked man. He can't afford to lose you too.

The relationship started with him trying to manipulate you, sure, but that's not the case anymore. He cares. He genuinely cares for something other than himself for the first time in two centuries, and he's scared you still think you're being tricked by his charms. Again, he's too prideful for constant displays of affection, but he does say "I love you" more often than ever. Maybe if he says it enough times, you'll believe it.

He stares a lot. There's just something so endearing about seeing you in your own little world, oblivious to everything else, or at least oblivious to his gawking. It's the most honest part of you, the most yourself you could be, and he enjoys it from afar.

🌿┊GALE

So needy. You leave him at camp for a few hours and you come back to him acting like he needs to be sent to the seaside for his health. A year of living as a hermit does things to a man's necessities for attention.

Loves your scent. He doesn't share his clothes with anyone (that fabric is expensive, dammit), but he insists you wear them so that they smell like you later.

Despite being a cat owner, he's very dog-coded. Will do things with the sole purpose of receiving praise or kisses from you and gets extremely pouty when he doesn't.

Speaking of kisses, he takes any excuse conceivable to kiss you. Good morning, good night and good luck kisses are very much mandatory. Doesn't even have to be on his lips, he's more than satisfied with a cheek or forehead kiss as well.

He enjoys being taken care of, even if he complains. When you scold him for not sleeping over some ancient tome, he can't help but feel loved. Will return the favour, of course — especially if it comes to food. He's very insistent with the "three meals a day" thing.

Will read to you, there's no way around it. It's relaxing for both of you, so he doesn't see why he shouldn't. He also says he can pay attention better to the text when he says it out loud, anyway. You having your head on his lap as he does it is merely a bonus.

🌿┊WYLL

If this man has any flaw, it's that he's always trying to make every moment you spend together perfect and forgets to just lay back and enjoy himself. Even then, he only does it because of how much he loves you.

The last romantic! Goes all out with dates and gifts — fancy restaurants and the biggest bouquets you've ever seen. Money is no object when it comes to you. Truly a good old-fashioned lover boy.

Definitely has a saviour complex — the type to say "I can fix them" unironically. He just loved you and wants you to be okay, and if he has to drag you there himself he will.

Will go on rants about how smitten he is with you and how perfect you are on a daily basis. If you have to leave for the day, he'll write it as a love letter instead.

Always holding you close, but there's no possessiveness to it. It's a display of affection, not ownership. He's yours as much as you are his.

Loves taking showers together. Not for any sexual reason (though he wouldn't complain if things ended up going down that path), he just finds it incredibly intimate and genuinely enjoys washing your hair for you.

You're not just another romance to him — you're the love of his life, the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with, if the gods allow it.

🌿┊HALSIN

Despite the whole "Desire flourishes wherever it finds purchase" thing, he genuinely doesn't see himself falling for anyone else as he did for you. It's nice to know he could still indulge if he wanted, but for now, he doesn't.

Loves having his hair played with. There's just something so soothing about it. Or maybe it's his wild shape talking, asking for pets. We'll never know.

Always finds an excuse for you to sit on his lap. Again, not for sexual reasons, he just likes wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your head or shoulder.

Even though he isn't one for commitment, he has a constant, extremely severe case of baby fever. He obviously wouldn't push you if you're not ready, but he does make his sentiments on the matter known.

Stepping dangerously close to smut territory with this one, but he loves how small you are compared to him. The way he engulfs you entirely when he hugs you or how your hand disappears under his as he holds it — it's endearing to him.

I cannot go without mentioning how good his hugs are. Like, seriously. He's so warm and gentle but still strong and it makes you feel safe. It's the best thing in Faerun.

Loves how you look like wearing his clothes. It ties into the size difference thing, since they just look huge on you. Also, much like Gale, he has a thing for your scent, so there's really no downsides.

[hezuart]

LITTLE NIGHTMARES 3

aaaaaaAAAAAA

DANG OKAy

So I had a premonition for Little Nightmares 3. Last night I had a dream that Mono was just growing old in a tower he chose to stay in as a hermit and just retired there. The runaway kid's real name was revealed to be "Gilbert" and he summoned UFOs that performed a wicked cool airshow over the sea, but then the USA government shot them down and captured them for experimentation. The government was also after a bunch of super powered teenagers and children. They all swam away and tried to escape. Six was amongst them. One of the teenagers took a liking to Six and used her powers to change Six's (super long???) hair a bright red. It was then revealed the government figurehead in charge of the capture raid was Buzz Lightyear from Toy Story. I should also mention every single person including the kids in my dream looked like they were from the Lorax movie. Like imagine Little Nightmares but all Onceler style. I woke up to several dozen messages of Little Nightmares 3 trailer and well... I'm very relieved it's nothing like my dream.

~~~

Anyway! I had very low, negative expectations for LN3. I didn't think it would ever come out, and if it did, it wouldn't be the same. I am SO glad to be wrong. This developer apparently also worked on Little Nightmares 2, so they had a feel for the story, concepts, atmosphere, and gameplay. Little Nightmares 3 trailer doesn't give us a ton to work with, but I see high inspiration from previously unused concepts. Like the crows and mirrors in the Little Nightmares comics, and the giant baby from Little Nightmares 2 concept art.

The crow boy looks as though he can go through mirrors and technically fly with a black-feathered umbrella he uses to float. The girl has a wrench, and at first, I thought she was wearing an ugly gas mask, but it's apparently an old-fashioned pilot hat. So I touched it up in my drawing to make it look more recognizable... and cute. Already their designs are very intriguing. Can't tell what the full story is about, but they're new characters in a new setting, I'm very excited to see the world get expanded!

It's still a somewhat different style and atmosphere to the previous two games, but this developer really seemed like they paid attention and made it as authentic as they possibly could, and for that I am so grateful, I respect them so much. I am now changed! I've got a hopeful and optimistic mindset for the future of this series.

ESPECIALLY AFTER LEARNING IT'S ACTUALLY GONNA BE CO-OP. HELLO?!

WHO WANTS TO DROP ME OFF A CLIFF?? LETS DO IT

[classyelegantpotato]

Part 2: Secret tunnel, through the mountain.

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Chapter 1

You try to move but you’re locked in.The more you squirm the tighter it gets ,you struggle in vain.When you finally look up you freeze. There are two burning, ruby-gold eyes glaring in the darkness. You only have a hint of outline of a face .Your hands instinctively graze across what’s against your waist now. It’s cool to the touch, you can feel a slight pulse under its “skin” almost seems like living porcelain. While the up torso appears to be human, but this much is clear.

He’s not human.

“Human,” he says, voice sleek and sharp. “You’ve got ten seconds to explain why you’re dripping blood and rain all over my floor before I decide whether to turn you into a statue… or feed you to my mushroom garden. They could use the nutrients.”

You blink……..

Then whisper, “You’re… real?”

One brow arches, clearly unimpressed. “Stunning deduction. Anything else? Or is that all your little human brain could comprehend ”

Despite your heart pounding you rebuttal “Well, EXCUSE ME ~ It not everyday one gets such warm welcome”

You can feel the figure rolls their eyes, and arms crossing. “Most people don’t walk straight into “abandoned” tower. Are blissfully naïve or simply decided to take up squatting as a hobby”

You open your mouth ,then close “ Sorry, I didn’t see no warning signs anywhere. ‘Beware: creepy hermit. May hog tie you upon entry.’ Honestly, would appreciate it, I could’ve even brought my own rope.

That in response earned you a quick smirk. Barely visible fangs peeking through now. “One would think a tower hidden and secluded in between the mountains would scream don’t want company. How about next time I’ll roll out the red carpet with a warm towel little welcome basket and a kiss on the cheek” he definitely said that last part dripped in distain

You squint at him. “Are you always like this?”

He tilts his head. “Like what?”

“Snarky. Overly dramatic. Rude.”

He just stares.

Then throws his head back and cackles. A full blown villain cackle, echoing through the stone tower.

“Oh, great a mouthy one. Fantastic.” He mutters, mostly to himself, “Absolutely no respect for my kind anymore …”

In a blur, he’s closer ,far to close. Only now do you grasp the entirety of him. Towering and calculated.

“What happened to the ones that would tremble the ones who held their tongues? The ones who screamed and we’re smart enough to run away?”He says it with such intensity , It’s enough to raise the hairs on your body.

He notices, grins,leans closer. Right next to your ear

“You should be more afraid,” he whispers. “You’re standing in the heart of my sanctum. I could erase you with a drop of liquid . Break your bones into meal for my garden. Maybe, I could use you as a nice study for human anatomy. Far too many options but which to choose?”

He moves his coils a bit to takes a look at your bleeding leg , inspecting you like your something to dissect. “It’s clear you bleed easily. So it won’t take much.”

His fingers tug back the edge of your soaked cloak, grazing a bruise with detachment .

“Let’s see…..bruised ribs, sprained ankle ,slightly malnourishe and I smell… herbs :Turmeric, Echinacea, and lavender ?” His grin sharpens,wicked. “Did someone find out you’re a practicing witch …. or a fool who thought to dare think outside your town’s tiny, ignorant bubble?”

You manage to get out. “I’m just a practicing apothecary.” Why does your head feel faint

He clicks his tongue, amused. “That much is obvious. You reek of desperation and homemade remedies.”

“Excuse me?”

He ignores you entirely, snatching the satchel from your side. “Might as well see what you came with.”

You open your mouth to protest, but too late….

He unclasps the bag.

Something leaps.

A gross splat follow as a frog launches out of the bag and smacks square into his face.

Time halts.

You stare.

He blinks, slowly, frog still clinging to his cheek. Here comes a eye twitch

“…Charming,are you sure you’re not a witch and this wasn’t your last victim ” he says, deadpan.

You try not to laugh.

You fail.

Senku wipes frog slime off his cheek with disgust, shooting you a look that says you’re in for it now

“Well, congratulations,” he says, voice dripping with mock admiration. “You’ve officially made the ‘Most Annoying Creature’ list.

The frog now hopping away to who knows where.

You glance at it, then back at Senku. “It’s not that annoying.”

Senku smirks “ Who said I was talking about the frog”

Senku’s grin fades, replaced by something colder. He wants you gone now he’s tired of this back-and-forth.

“You’re bleeding, limping, and reek of desperation,” he says, voice low and dangerous. “You’re not just a nuisance. You’re a liability ,and liabilities? I don’t keep them around. I could snap your neck and save myself the trouble. Though dragging a body is annoying”

You swallow hard, trying to stay unfazed.

“But,” he continues, with wicked amusement “where’s the fun in that?

He unravels and circles you slowly, like a predator waiting for its opening. “I’ll give you a chance to prove your worth ”

“Explain why you’re here and who sent you.”

His voice drops and hisses. “Fail, and the funguses will enjoy a new snack.”

The room seems to feel dense ,weight of his threat ,suffocating. Is it starting to get hot in here even more dizzy?

“So,” he says, folding his arms, “start talking.”

Senku watches you intently as you struggle to hold yourself upright and catch a breath . His fierce gaze softens just a fraction, just a flicker.

“You look worse than I thought,” he mutters, his tone losing some of its edge. “Now hurry, spill it, why are you really here?

You take a shaky breath, and head pounding . Just beginning to explain words barely out before your body betrays you. “ I discovered this place by accident no one sent me. I just want shelter—

Suddenly, your vision swims. Your upper body buckles.Before you can finish, darkness embraces you.

Senku catches you ,effortlessly, his false façade dissipates is instead replaced with eyes narrowing with concern as he holds you steady….. at distance, as if reluctant to get too close.

“Well, that complicates things,” he murmurs, to himself. “I forget how fragile human are,” he admits.

Then, as if shaking off the sympathy, he straightens, voice hardening again. “I’m not your savior.Nor, do I want you here. I’m only helping……. because someone long ago once helped me when they shouldn’t have. Consider this me… paying it forward. Simple cause and effect just don’t make me regret it.”

He glances down at you. “Rest. When you wake, then your out of here”

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Your eyes flutter open to a strange ceiling it’s looks like someone’s been charting, stars. Lit by the early morning light filtering through a high window that’s been opened. You dared to move, a dull ache in your leg stops you. Glancing down to see a bandage wrapped carefully around your now swollen ankle. You must’ve sprained and cut it pretty badly .

Blinking again, to get rid of the morning haze. You take in your surroundings: a bed, surprisingly almost like it’s been rarely used. Surrounding you are shelves crammed with books, no missing topics from what you seen at a glance . There’s glass vials, jars filled with samples , and lastly scattered notes and sketches covering the walls. This is a lab. Your pulse quickens wait where is—

then you notice him.

He is in the corner of the room, tinkering with something intricate. The morning light catches his scales. Emerald green, fading to pure white at the tip of his massive naga tail that coils behind him. Weirdly enough his hair matches.

You freeze, suddenly recalled the variety of threats. Heart pounding, you try to lie still, hoping he doesn’t notice you’re awake yet. Maybe you can shimmy yourself out the window. Humans can land on their feet too , right?

Without looking up, he speaks, amused: “I know you’re awake, human.”

Your heart leaps out your throat.

He finally turns, meeting your eyes with a knowing smile as if he’s been expecting you to be wake all along.

You swallow hard, your voice coming out a little shaky.

“Uh… good morning. Oh benevolent Mr naga sir”nice nailed it definitely didn’t sound terrified

Senku’s emerald eyes gleam as he straightens up, tail flicking lazily behind him.

“Morning, did you learn some manners in your sleep” he replies smoothly, one finger in his ear, rubbing it. “Surprised you made it through the night. Thought I might have to amputate” he says like a joke…

You shift slightly, wincing at the thought.

“Yeah, well… thanks for not killing me or taking my leg”

He smirks “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood. Most would have ended up dead by now.”

You nervously glance around wanting to change the topic.

“So… this place is yours?”

“Partly,” he answers, eyes scanning the room. “My workshop. My refuge,free from any annoying pests ….. well till now and right now, your temporary prison.”

…… excuse me did he say prison?

He “ your not going anywhere on that leg for a while just feel grateful that I’m tolerating your existence. Besides you have to pay me back; my labor and supplies aren’t for free. So I’ve decided until you’re all healed up. You’re gonna stay here and help around.”

Your eyes widen, jaw dropping slightly. “Wait, what? You want me to… stay here? Even after you threaten to kill me and feed me to your fungi? “

Senku nods, unfazed by your reaction . “Yep. No escaping the ‘prison’ until you can walk without looking like a scarecrow. Besides it not like you have anywhere to go.

You blink, trying to process it. “I didn’t exactly sign up to be your… apprentice or whatever.”

Senku scoffed“Who said anything about being an apprentice? Not in a hundred years could you begin to start to catch up with my work. Think more like unpaid intern. Contracts are a hassle anyways. Might as well learn something before you hit the road.” He heads towards the door “Since your up i’ll go ahead and pick up some of the books”

As he slither out of the room, you yell for him. “Wait!” you call,annoyed.

He pauses, over his shoulder he says “Save your breath,you’ll get plenty opportunities to thank me later~ “

JERK! You huffed. “least tell me your name!”

This causes him to look over his shoulder and smirks “Senku” then he finally slithers away

Thus begins your reluctant apprenticeship— uh ‘internship’ with Senku.

The first week is spent mostly bedridden, recovering while also cramming. Senku doesn’t go easy on you either. The man quizzes you relentlessly. If you’re going to be any help, even just passing tools or sorting materials, there’s no room for mistakes. Even in your dreams he seems to quiz you. No escape

He addresses you it’s just simply “human” He definitely knows your name. He just chooses not to use it. “Hey, human” is all you get. You think it’s his version of don’t name it or you’ll get attached. So he opted to pretending like your his new house plant.

(Because names make things real, real is messy, and real equals harder to lose later.)

When you’re finally back on your feet, you start helping him more laboriously. A typical day with him is anything but relaxing. He keeps you busy with tasks he considers too tedious or simply beneath him. Which includes: hauling stacks of books, scrubbing down his lab equipment,reorganizing, cleaning the tower, and cooking. Since he flat-out refuses to eat unless necessary. He insists it’s because of his slow metabolism so meals are apparently optional.

Most days, you’re so drained from running around the entire tower that you pass out from sheer exhaustion. No matter where you zonk out;you will always find yourself in bed. Eventually, you find a routine to his madness. You keep waiting for the inevitable moment he kicks you out, but… six months have passed, and you’re still here. So far, the only response you get is that you haven’t finished repaying your so-called “debt.”

In the meantime, he even helps you study medical practices. Either during rare downtime or when he decides you’re unnecessary for his current experiment and banishes you to the library. Of course, there’s always a catch with Senku . You’re expected to write a full report on whatever you learn, or he has you studying the lay of the land, along with its indigenous flora and fauna. Surprisingly, outside this mountain is crawling with natural resources . But also according to senku map he’s marked there also lot of deadly creatures territorial hybrids that room that land. Maybe you should be grateful that you came during a monsoon.

Until the day he deems you clear to go or gets tired of you. Guess you’ll stuck till then.

Senku “What are you spacing out for ?! Quit slacking and get back to studying!”

…. Though at this rate, that you might die first.Before you can ever see the sun.

~~~~

Now, you might be wondering. What could ever made our dear cold-blooded friend have a sudden change of heart over the course of six months?

Was it the fact that your presence brought a much-needed change of pace to the silent tower he called home? That your sass and sharp tongue never hesitated to challenge him, even when you were out matched?

Or maybe… it happened the first night.

After you collapsed, he patched you up. Curiosity got the better of him as he rummaged through your soaked bag. This time a lot more cautious. Once clear from invaders; he could see most of the contents: ruined map, crushed herbs, and a sticky note attached to a pocket mirror stating “You’ve survived worse. Probably. Maybe stoped counting ages ago.” ……Honestly, nothing of interest, then he found your notebook.

After drying it out, he opened it to discover years of observations. Personal experiments with medicinal herbs, and hand-drawn diagrams. Occasionally, scattered between the lines, rants and laments about your life. However, this book here is proof of your perseverance.

Senku had chuckled to himself, a flicker of intrigue in his eyes.

“ How exhilarating,” he muttered. “A fledgling scientist in the making. Not bad for someone learning from scraps, trial and error. Not great, but… not bad. Well (name), let’s see how far you’ll go. Try not to disappoint me~”

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Whew, oh boy ,that was nerve-wracking! I really hope it turned out well and didn’t end up a complete mess. I’m not sure how much more I’ll end up writing, but either way, I truly hope you enjoyed it. Thanks so much for all the kind comments and likes it means a lot. Wishing you all a wonderful, blessed day!

[nexusdoodles]

Hermit-a-Day: 5am Pearl

Something Wicked This Way Comes

[apathy-crossroad]

Tomorrow's Catch-22

Codenames

Galen

Aelius Galenus, anglicised as Galen was a roman and greek physician, surgeon and philosopher

Perses (lit. destroyer)

The Titan God of destruction and father of Hekate

Tartarus

Personification of the deep Abyss that is used as a dungeon of torment and suffering for the wicked and as the prison for titans

Hermit

Also known as eremite or solitary, a person who lives in seclusion

Tamino

A main character in 'The Magic Flute' by Mozart

A Fairytail of darkness light and finding your way in the world

[aziraphales-library]

Hi! Thanks so much for running this blog!! I was wondering if you guys knew of any good arranged marriage fics between them? Preferably with some initial angst that’s later resolved? No worries if not! Thanks so much!

Hey. We have an #arranged marriage tag, so check that out. Here are more to add...

Wicked dance by pirripipi (T)

The kingdom of Heaven and the kingdom of Hell have been at war with each other more times than all of the rest of the lands combined. Mostly due to the fact they hate each other. Therefore when the wedding of the century is announced. An union meant to bring peace. An arranged marriage between Crowley, the youngest heir of Hell, and Aziraphale, the youngest prince of Heaven… they know something is just not right.

Someone by Diminua (M)

This was a kinkmeme prompt and as usual I can't do better than to paraphrase the OP : Aziraphale is a frumpy, middle aged man, who's closing in on 50 : he's spent his entire life alone, mistreated by his family, and living like a modern times hermit in his familiar, reassuring bookshop. He thinks it's too late for passion. But he hopes that, maybe, he could find a companion for his latter days. Crowley has spent his entire life having a wild time: parties, sex, rock n roll, all that jazz. He flew through the 80s, the 90s, the new millennium like a car on fire. He thought he had time, thought he'd be young and surrounded by people forever, thought with fling after fling after fling, someone would find him. Someone would look at him and choose him. But no one ever did. To paraphrase (again) - they turn to an arranged marriage company. And they fit..

third law of thermodynamics by astrhae (M)

“As you may know,” Muriel started, “as a human police officer, I can unobtrusively monitor your marriage without raising suspicion.” Yes. What? Aziraphale stared. “Marriage?” “On whether it’s being,” Muriel hesitated, eyes cast up as they searched for the right word, “consummated properly.” ------------- Or, after the Antichrist cancels Armageddon, Heaven and Hell come up with a peace treaty. Traditionally, treaties involve a marriage between representatives of each side. It goes about as well as you might expect.

Match Made on Earth by ineffable_snowman (M)

The archangels receive a divine message that an angel and a demon must marry on Earth. No one really wants to do it. So why not send the angel who was responsible for the flaming sword fiasco?

Duty and Desire by Purple_Rose_Writes (M)

A Regency-Era GO Omegaverse Human AU Aziraphale Heavens has resisted taking a mate, but when the family hits hard times, he has no choice. His fears about being mated to an alpha he's never met are only heightened when Alpha Anthony Crowley is rather non-traditional. Is he doomed to a life of abuse and mistreatment? Or is there more to Crowley than meets the eye?

Married at First Sight by Aracloptia (T)

“Well, that was a thing,” Crowley said once they were out of earshot. Without talking about it, they were both heading down the field, towards the lake where the photographer (and likely a few more people from the TV crew) was waiting. “That was a wedding,” Aziraphale replied, surprised at his own annoyance that somebody called a wedding a ‘thing’. “Yeah, obviously, didn’t miss that part,” Crowley said with a shrug, and waved abruptly in Aziraphale’s general direction. “Neither did you, from the looks of it, since you’re dressed like a wedding bride and everything.” “Excuse me, I am a—“ Aziraphale stopped himself, and started over. In which Aziraphale ends up marrying a rude stranger who wears sunglasses.

- Mod D