Thinking of when PC dies, Jin would be the first one to know.
[Because, in my bright words, Tohma has a PC sensor. A motherly inscint, if you will, that tells him if they're in danger.]
BUT NEWAY
He grips your right hand, his stigma should work. "Bianerus," He doesn't feel the weight off his shoulders as he usually does but it should work. Right?
"Live, You're Alive." Every possible thing he could've said, but you still won't wake up your eyes.
"Goddammit, come back to me, (servant)."
Jin angst makes me so happy 😊
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Just remember how Fit told Pac that he would be fine in Purgatory. That hes strong and capable and will do great. And maybe for once Pac decided to believe Fit. If only just a little bit. And still Fit did not tell Pac how scared he was of losing him.
Remember how Pac asked Fit if he would join him in Purgatory. He didnt say how terrified he was or how much he needed Fit there by his side. As always he pretended that everything was fine and maybe he believed it a little bit. And Fit did not tell him how badly he wanted to be ther to protect Pac but how he couldnt chose Pac over his son.
And then he was chosen as leader for his new team. They believed in him and maybe he started to believe in himself as well. Maybe he wouldnt fail them. Maybe he could actually do something.
But then remember how none of that mattered when he saw Cellbit logging in. He was instantly back in that prison. Especially with the friend he saw getting killed by Cell was standing right next to him once again.
And remember when Pac was face to face with Cellbit again he froze. He couldnt save anyone. He couldnt be a leader. All he could do was bag, watch his friend trying to save him again and die.
Now imagine Pac coming back to Fit, alive but even more destroyed than he has ever seen him. Broken once again, stuck deep in an ocean of fear and self doubt. Of course Fit does his best to help, to be there. But he also knows that this is his fault. Because he was not there for Pac when he needed him the most. He wasnt there to protect him. And who knows if he can ever forgive himself for that...
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Flinches
type: angst
pronouns: they/them
hotel: trivago
tw: mentions of scars, being hurt in general, mental and physical health collapsing, etc.
slight chapter 6 spoilers
reposting it
masterlist<3 part 2
the prefect of ramshackle, a student that had a good relationship with pretty much everyone they interacted. known for being confident, self-assured, strong and above all fearless. or maybe irrational, who knows?
those are all positive characteristics that got them known as a powerful cahracter amongst all Night Raven students, even though they were incapable of using magic. so it came as a surprise to some students when someone raised their hand to high-five them and they flinched
but it wasn't weird, in fact, if someone really knew the prefect, they would've expected it
it started when they discovered that magic was a thing in this twisted universe they got teleported into. I mean, don't get them wrong, it was very cool but it was terrifying attending a school full of powerful magic users. and they couldn't even understand how magic worked, therefore in their mind, every move could be an attack against the weakest student in that school
and then they saw the horrible side of magic, overblots
the first overblot happened in the first month of them attending NRC. just as they were slowly getting used to magic, they saw how it could corrupt someone. and they felt guilty for driving the heartslabyul dormleader to the point of becoming the red rose tyrrant, as well as not stopping ace's actions
and so they helped as much as they could against the overblot. their quick way of thought and lack of fear, as well as their ability to keep everyone calm was essential to winning against riddle's overblot. he apologized and no one was too harmed
except from the prefect, whose body was not used to magic and therefore was more prone to being hurt by it. they didn't even realize it until later in the night when they took off their uniform just to see a big red mark around their neck, cause by the heavy collar of wrongdoings that riddle casts around one's neck, along with some tiny scars from the rose bushes
but it was okay, nothing a little makeup from sam's store or some proper injury treatment couldn't help with, right?
and then came the second overblot. and once again, feeling slightly guilty, the prefect helped with fighting off the overblot. the king of beast was a more difficult opponent, but the prefect wasn't scared. they had to stay calm so they could think clearly and therefore win against the monster they had helped create
and they won, and nothing was too bad. if you ignore the way one of their wrists was thinner than the other one, and redder, an almost hand-like imprint on it, almost as if someone grabbed their wrist and it started turning into dust. but it was okay, they just started wearing some gloves that reached up to higher up in their arms than their wrist, it was getting colder after all so it wasn't too weird
and of course, no one dared to speak a word of hiw the beloved prefect would sometimes wince when writing or how there had been multiple instances of them carrying something in their closed hand and drop it while holding their wrist
but the prefect was alright. yeah they were okay
the third overblot came quickly after this one and it made them wonder, how come they didn't consider this as a flaw in their plan? I mean, they had now learned that overblots were not that uncommon. how come the usually sharp prefect was not as collected as usual?
but that didn't matter, they had an overblot to stop. and they stopped it, with the only drawback being the few suction cup marks around their waist and torso and how they were constantly cold, shivering at any given point
but I mean, at least azul was okay, right?
and then there was the holiday break. it was the first holiday break that they wouldn't be spending with their parents. it was lonely to say the least. even the flaming cat-like companion of theirs could not warm their hearts
but the scarabia students did. they welcomed the prefect and their cat friend with open arms, making them feel at home. until of course it all came crashing down when jamil overblotted
and people werent there to help them. I mean, sure the octavenille trio was there but there was no one the prefect could feel comfortable with. but they had to win the overblot, they HAD to win it
and win they did, only a few permanent marks and bruises on their body being left as a reminder of how much they gave for the boys of twisted wonderland
their theory was only fuether proved during the festival. oh how they had forgotten of all the horrible things that happen in this world, they just wanted to see a friendly competition, like the ones they had back home
what they weren't expecting is to be poisoned. poisoned by the fairest queen himself, the person who they admired, poisoned by them. the bitter taste of the liquid they drank was one they'd never forget
but there they were fighting against the overblots once again, their forehead bleeding from a random piece of the stage that fell on them and their body slowly giving out due to the poison
but the overblot was defeated, the housewarden of pomefiore was back, the stage was fixed, the festival was continued and a cure for the poison was given to the prefect
but that cure could not take care of the scar on their forehead or the black veins that stared on their neck and ended on their stomach, like a spider web that permanently stained their body and blood with the horrible poison, that often gave them a lot of pain
but they had to move forward
they. had. to. move. forward.
and then there was idea's overblot. it was a shame really, the sob story of him losing his beloved brother and how he was to blame. almost made the prefect sad, you know if they weren't fighting for their life that is
but they fought and won and got the third-year back, and ortho took care of them. but he couldn't take care of the large burn marks that made it difficult for the prefect to move
but everything was fine
no
no
NO
NOTHING was fine
the prefect looked at themself at the mirror one night after taking a shower, but they only saw a monster. full of scars, discolored body parts, marks. things that no one could heal
and the scars were not only physical
I wonder, how many times did the prefect wake up with horrible nightmares, a sick feeling to their stomach? or how many days did they collapse the moment they got back to ramshackle? and how many times did they talk to their friends through gritting teeth, the pain being overwhelming from them?
but no one noticed. hell, the prefect could bet that no one cared. but then it happened
someone tried to high five them and they flinched. they tried to play it off, but ended up running away in guilt and embarassment. but it was enough
oh it was enough
enough for the people who considered the prefect their friend to understand how fucked up they were. enough to make them understand hiw they had to try and help them
but the damage had already been done and it was irreversible.
original A/N: OMG I LOVE THIS I HAVENT WRITTEN SMTH THIS LONG IN A WHILE BUT I LOVE IT
new A/N: I'm reposting this cause it flopped last time but aanywho haha tumblr tou are so cool and good and nice and lovely please show my writing to ppl it took me 2 days to write this
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Did everyone know that the Kymerian Cuirass is a mood ring?
(or something like that, anyway...)
Check this out
Here’s the Cuirass “booting up” and we can see that the inserted Lux Arcana is green. I’m going to call this it’s start up/standby color
Now once Kit gets in the game, here’s what it looks like
That’s a pretty intense blue!
Here’s another look at it during the battle with Airk.
Now something interesting happens once Kit takes Airk down. The Lux goes out.
And this isn’t some continuity error-- watch as Kit loses hope/confidence/drive and the Lux just extinguishes.
Elora gives a pep talk on the power of love, Willow breaks his staff, and look at the Lux! Blue again!
And then when the immediate danger is over, and Kit is just hanging out in the armor, it goes back into standby mode.
I love a lot of things about this, but perhaps the thing I love most is how this opens us up to such angst potential with the Cuirass. When Kit despairs it powers down, just becomes an inert hunk of metal holding her down, a weight as heavy as her heart.
Can’t wait for that misery to happen!
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