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taintedtort · 1 year

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prompt ✧ first kiss

characters ✧ xiao, scaramouche, kazuha

warnings ✧ gn!reader, just fluff, enjoy!

a/n ✧ sorry i haven’t posted in a while… this is long overdue

XIAO

✧ When you told xiao you hadn’t had your first kiss yet, he simply replied with a tilt of his head. His brows furrowed slightly as if he was confused. he understood that someone’s first kiss is somewhat special to them- for whatever reason- but he was taken aback that you hadn’t had your first kiss. you’re so breathtakingly beautiful in his eyes, and yet no one had claimed that first from you yet? he was appalled.

“you’ve never been kissed before?” he questioned, a hint of disbelief in his tone. when you shook your head in embarrassment, he had a sense of relief wash over him. no one else gets to touch your perfect lips but him.

he took a quick step forward, closing the little distance you two had between you, before bringing a hand up to touch your cheek.

“may i?” he mumbled, not daring to go further without your permission. his eyes peered into yours with pure love and adoration, he was more than happy to be your first kiss.

when he received a slow nod of your head in response, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. your hand slid up his arm as you immediately reciprocated the gesture. you were clearly inexperienced, so you let him take control of the kiss. both of you were leaning further into each other, lost in the perfect moment of bliss.

after a few moments, he reluctantly pulled away, gazing into your eyes. you quickly leaned up once more to give him another quick peck, causing him to make a small noise of surprise before he smiled gently at you.

“thank you,” he whispered. xiao watched as your face morphed into confusion. “for what?” you questioned.

“for teaching me how to love.”

KAZUHA

✧ he silently stared at you once you admitted the confession. he wasn’t judging of course, he was just simply processing how a single soul had the restraint to not steal a kiss from you. you were the most stunning person he’d ever seen, and he frequently let you know.

without a word, kazuha leaned towards you from where he was sat and gave you the quickest and smallest peck on the lips before pulling away just as fast. you blinked, once, twice.

you heard him chuckle, snapping you out of your confused daze. your face slowly was heating up as you watched him laugh at you.

“why would you do that?” you sputtered, completely caught off guard and flustered. his laughing subsided and he looked at you with a slight smirk.

“why wouldn’t i? you’re so beautiful, i couldn’t help myself.” the words easily flew from his mouth and made your stomach flutter. you averted his loving stare, not able to look him in the eye without loosing your composure.

“i apologize, i suppose i should’ve asked permission first. were you saving it for someone special?” you couldn’t quite catch the tone in his voice, but the look on his face seemed genuine. you quickly spat out a reply, not wanting him to get the wrong idea

“no! i wasn’t saving it— and that was too short to even be considered a kiss.” your arms crossed after the last part, a pout playing on your lips. you tried to replay the quick peck in your head, but it was too vague to remember. you don’t recall even feeling his mouth.

“shall i do it again then?”

SCARAMOUCHE

✧ a scoff instantly came from him. how utterly pathetic you were. you hadn’t had your first kiss? how had you not gotten someone to kiss you yet? you just had to make it his job. fine, he’ll help you, this time.

“are you serious.” he scoffed, his arms crossing. “you’ve never been kissed before?” his eyebrow raised at you in a mocking manner, a smirk playing on his lips.

“have you?” you quickly retorted. you watched as scaramouche slightly flinched at your jab, unsure of how to answer. of course he hadn’t, he’s a harbinger, who’d dare to even get remotely close to him? (except you)

“i don’t bother with such trivial matters.” came his unbothered response. he tried to shrug it off, but you could see right through him.

“then you’re just as lame as i am, scara.” you said, clearly amused that you were able to flip the embarrassment of the situation to him. his eyes darted to yours before he huffed and took multiple steps toward you. once he reached you, he immediately grabbed your shoulders and pulled your body towards him.

your hands instantly came up to grip onto his arms in shock. your eyes closed on instinct as you leaned further into him, allowing yourself to get engulfed in everything that was scaramouche.

after a couple of beats, he pulled his mouth off yours and glared at you with a blush covering his cheeks.

“there, now we’ve both kissed someone.”

#reader insert #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #x reader #xiao genshin impact #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha x reader #gn reader #gender netural #taintedtort

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reallyromealone · 1 year

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Uncanny Valley reader 5

Warning

Violence, nsfw, male reader, gang shit, fluff

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

After that date, (name) let Ran get closer.

Accepting lunch dates and dinner dates, Bonten grew envious of the interactions with (name).

"Go out with me" Koko said coolly to (name) who just looked bored at the interaction "I'm not interested" (name) said bluntly, walking past the white haired man to get to his meeting with Sanzu who requested information on the Triad.

"I will pay for the entire date, anything you want"

"I'm not some cheap whore you can woo with your riches Mr. Kokonoi" (name) was annoyed but kept walking as the Executive silently seethed.

(Name) knocked on the door to Sanzus office, entering when he heard a faint "enter", eyes locking with Sanzus intense mint eyes "hello Mr. Sanzu, shall we get to business?"

Sanzu kept things professional but did sneak a few glances at the man.

Mid meeting Mikey decided he wanted to watch, the blond sitting on the couch as the two went about business.

When the meeting ended (name) politely bowed to both with a smile only to be pinned to the door by Mikey who stared at him intensely, looking for any reaction only to receive that ominous smile in return.

The two kept eye contact as mikeys face was breaths away, both waiting for something to happen.

"Is everything alright Mr. Sano?" (Name) asked calmly and Mikey looked annoyed but just let him leave, the two men staring at (name) intensely as he left.

Ran was at (name)s apartment again, the cats now claiming him as their heater and Ran had learned all their names.

"Oh why hello you lot" Ran said to the cats, Sprinkles trying to get under his shirt as he liked sleeping under blankets and such "you're gonna stretch my shirt Sprinkles"

He got an annoyed meow in return but perked up when ran lifted the throw blanket for him, the small cat darting under the blanket happily.

"Your coworkers are being weird" (name) stated as he set down two drinks and some snacks, investing in more snacks for his now boyfriend.

"Hm? How so?" Ran asked as he watched (name) eat a snack "Koko tried to bribe me into going to dinner and Mikey pinned me to a wall while Sanzu watched" (name) was so casual about it and Ran had to do a double take at what he just heard.

He was aware that the other Bonten men had shown interest but this... Now Ran was annoyed.

"What did you do?"

"I rejected them and I stared back at Mikey, he's very strange"

That was ironic coming from (name) but Ran was pleased at his words, if his co-workers wanted (name), they would have to actually talk instead of this childish shit they were doing.

But he was pleased with how committed (name) was, not even giving it a passing thought.

"Would you be apposed to having almost a group like relationship?" Ran asked (name) who genuinely gave it some thought "I wouldn't hold my breath, I'm still confused on why you're interested in me" (name) said and ran pouted before pulling (name) closer, the broker wide eyed as he was put into Rans lap "yes?"

"Why must you question everything?" Ran asked as he gently manhandled (name) into straddling him "it's my job" (name) said passively as he rested his hands on Rans shoulders "well maybe think less in work mode and more off work mode"

"I...I don't understand"

"Have you ever relaxed? Just turned off your brain?"

"No?"

Ran knew (name) wouldn't be the easiest to have a relationship with but he was up for the challenge and besides;

Ran loved the fact that he was the first one to see these reactions.

To unlock more and more of him.

"Can I focus your brain to something I enjoy doing?"

(Name) looked confused but nodded, ran gently pulling his face closer and kissing (name) who reciprocated shyly, still new to kissing.

But ran could feel his eagerness in the kisses, obviously enjoying kissing the elder Haitani.

Ran gave the go ahead to play with his hair a while ago, (name) didn't think he would until now as his hands subconsciously began getting lost in his hair the deeper the kiss got, Ran slowly introducing his tongue.

His brain short circuited at the softest moan that escaped (name)s lips.

Ran pulled away to look at (name) who was slightly red faced but kept a pretty maintained expression "you look so cute" ran mumbled before going to kiss the brokers neck, determined to get more sounds from him.

His efforts weren't in vain as he nipped at a soft spot in his neck and (name) slightly jolted and moaned, covering his mouth in confusion.

Ran manhandled him to lay on his back and ran caged him with his own body "can I fuck you baby?" He asked gently rubbing his half hard cock against (name)s, (name)s eyebrows furrowing slightly before nodding, softly rubbing back much to Rans eager joy.

Ran lifted (name)s shirt over his head and gently began touching his waist, ready to devour.

Bzzzt

Ran sighed as his phone went off, leaning over to grab it as he freed (name)s cock from the others pants.

Ruin his sexy time?

Well prepare to hear (name) moan.

Today ran learned (name) was vocal as he stroked the brokers cock.

"W-wait!" This was most expression Ran thinks he will ever see, eyebrows furrowed as his hips buckled up into his hand as Ran answered the phone annoyed "where the fuck are you?!" Sanzu hissed out and Ran rolled his eyes "I'm busy" Ran said simply as he gave a particularly harsh tug and (name) gripped his wrist unsure what to do "you're fucking kidding me" Sanzu hissed and Ran grinned "yup, now what do you want? Or do you want a show?"

"You're late to a meeting"

"Shit"

Sanzu hung up and ran felt (name) cum in his hand "good boy" Ran chuckled before getting up "I gotta catch a meeting, be good yeah?"

"I-I must attend work as well" (name) was shaking slightly as he got up, the two sorting themselves out before exiting the apartment.

(Name) went back to deadpan but Ran had those cute expressions burned into his brain, maybe after the meeting he could continue.

Ran walked into the building casually, knowing the rest of Bonten were practically foaming from the mouth.

He avoiding a knife thrown at him from Kakucho "pleasure to see you men as well" Ran said cooly and the others glared (save for Rindō who didn't particularly care) "you fucker"

"What? I can't play with my b-o-y-f-r-i-e-n-d~" ran sang out boyfriend and the others glared "why does he choose you?!"

"I asked him out, why do you guys even care? Thought you guys thought he was unsettling" Ran said taking his seat "things changed" takeomi said, Mikey was annoyed that he didn't have the broker but was silent, staring off into nothing.

(Name) was walking down the street when he noticed in the reflection of a window, someone following him roughly ten feet away.

(Name) took sharp turns and went into crowds but the man still follower him, but he knew his city like the back of his hand and slipped into an alleyway and waited.

It didn't take long for the man to walk in, (name) crouching behind a trash can before popping behind him with a switchblade to his throat "you're a rookie" (name) said grabbing his head and bashing it into it into a wall, throwing him to the ground and beating the ever living shit out of him.

(Name) avoided any punches the other threw, the man holding a knife and swiping, slicing (name)s suit and managing to Knick his cheek before (name) kicked him in the head, hard enough to make him drop to the floor.

(Name) kicked him in the head hard enough to knock him out.

(Name) was a classy man, keeping himself clean as he kept a foot on the unconscious man's back as he pulled out his phone "hello? Yes I would like to file in that IOU" (name) said calmly, pulling his handkerchief to clean the blood.

(Name) hung up and dragged the man to the back of the alleyway.

Ran came as soon as he could, startled by the sight as Rindō drove the car in reverse so they could put the man in the trunk "stop fretting, I'm a grown man who can care for himself"

"Not gonna stop me princess" Ran teased and (name) dead stared him "I am cashing in my IOU, He was following me home, I don't know how much information he has but I don't want any risks"

"Want me to help you pack?"

"I will need to find a new apartment promptly"

"You can stay with me"

"I wouldn't want to inconvenience"

"It's no problem "

"Only till I get an apartment "

"Of course"

"Can you guys stop flirting before we attract attention"

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #bonten x reader

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fernshawart · 1 year

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How Deep Cut doesn't fit the three Buddhism poisons : a small analysis

This has been in my mind for a few days and I need to write something about this.

According to their respective songs, Deep Cut are supposedly written to be representations of the three poisons, but I feel like this doesn't fit them at all. So in this analysis I shall explain why I think it doesn't fit them, and what I believe they truly represent.

To make it simple, the three poisons go like this :

- Snake (Frye) : Hate, Anger, Aversion

- Rooster (Shiver) : Attachement, Greed, Lust

- Boar (Big Man) : Ignorance, Indifference, Confusion

When you just look over these characteristics you may agree with them but let's take a closer look on what I believe doesn't make sense about them.

Let's start with the snake (Hate, Anger, Aversion).

Frye doesn't hate anybody during the story. She literally offers you to join deep cut when she barely knows you. And she doesn't get angry a single time during the story. Not even when she battles you. Look at that ? That's a smile. She's EXCITED to beat you up. Not angry.

If anything, I would argue that her aggressiveness during her entire battle session is because she's just a very competitive person. She enjoys a good challenge. But being territorial is a core part of the inkling identity. That's why splatfests exist, to make sure their desires to fight aren't turned into a war but rather into a healthy rivalry.

Frye has had the opportunity to show genuine anger too, with her loosing streak in the splatfests. But the thing is, even if she's obviously sad about that situation, Frye stayed pretty calm considering everything.

Look at this. Look at Shiver's face compared to Frye. Frye's not angry. She's calm and composed.

Now for the Rooster (Attachement, Greed, Lust). It may be the most fitting of all for a few reasons, but there's still a big problem. Shiver isn't greedy. It's supposed to be a core part of her character, even. She's a bandit because she redistributes her wealth in splatsville, a place that is overall very poor. I know her battle stage is a robbed bank but ... In a sense, robbing a bank may be still part of that Robinhood ideology. Bank owners are some of the wealthiest people around.

She doesn't even have a deep greediness for victory. You can see it in her turf battle dialogue. She's ... Genuinely humble.

If she wins, she compliments you and tells you that she would gladly have a rematch.

If she looses, she tells you that it would be an honor to have a rematch and even talks about redeeming herself. She even explicitly says that the rematch doesn't have to right now, and I feel like if she was greedy for victory she would rush you for it to quickly claim back her victory.

The idea of Attachement, for what I understand, it's more about attachement to an item than a person so I can't say anything to that. But what I do know is that this characteristic, mixed with lust, is the closest concept of the three to the idea of passion and connection to others, which makes it the most redeemable characteristic. But we'll come back to that later.

And finally, The Boar (Ignorance, Indifference, Confusion)... To me, this is the most upsetting comparison. Big man is ANYTHING but ignorant. This isn't ignorant as in stupid, but rather as in "if you are not like me or against me, you don't matter in my eyes."

And the thing is, the simple fact that he is a part of deep cut should be enough to prove that he cares about others.

Look at him. He's not of the same species as them, not even an inkfish, he's far from being humanoid, he's not of the same gender, even if their clans are linked he doesn't have anything that resembles their iconic clothes or earrings ...

Even when it comes to personality, they're very far from each other. He's very calm when the girls get easily excited. He doesn't like violence but battles Neo 3 because he wants to fit in with the girls.

But this is the most important thing of all.

It's all for splatsville. He's doing it for others, for people he probably doesn't even know. Big man is the patriarch of his clan. A leader. His people trust him enough to put him in a position of power where he can care of others. Him being quite literally the worst, almost unredeemable quality of all DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.

But there is something else in Buddhism that are opposites to the poisons. The wholesome qualities. Wisdom. Generosity. Loving Kindness. These are the counters to the damage the poisons do. And for some reason ... They fit with the trio perfectly.

Frye is Wisdom. She may not look very intelligent, but this is all an act. Frye isn't stupid. She's having fun and she's being relaxed. She's just like Pearl who we know is silly, but deeply emotionally intelligent when necessary. And funny enough, big foreheads in India are a sign of great wisdom.

Big man is Generosity. The large majority of his actions in-game are based on the fact that he acts for others. He joined the girls because they needed him. He fought for Deep Cut because he knew it was necessary. He's a bandit and takes treasures because he believes it's a necessary for the wellness of all.

Shiver is Loving Kindness. Say what you want about her, but Shiver holds a lot of importance to affection. Remember what she said during the pokemon splatfest ? She wants a partner that she can spend quality time with. She wants something to love. And by saying that, she was looking at Frye.

Deep cut aren't poisons. They're the cure to the poisons. And the worst thing is, they may not even understand it themselves.

#splatoon #character analysis #shiver #frye #big man #splatoon 3 #analysis #deep cut #Buddhism

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annymation · 2 months

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Don’t mean to sound pushy, but are you gonna post the conversation that Simon had with Magnifico?

Not pushy at all! I didn’t share it before because no one asked for it so I assumed people weren’t interested, but now that you asked, here’s how it played out:

The king looks at Simon through the mirror with an intrigued look, wanting to know what this is all about.

Simon takes a deep breath, no turning back now, he just hopes that this works

“I… I know where the star is.”

The king’s eyes light up with delight once he hears that “Oooh do you now? How fortunate!” he smiles at the mirror, but then he remembers the lie he told his people was that the star is a threat, so he adds with a faux sense of worry in his voice "I do hope you're not too close to it, lad. That star can be quite cunning."

Simon is conflicted if he believes that's true and Asha was manipulated or believe that Aster is genuinely a good guy and the king is mistaken... But right now the truth doesn't matter, all he knows is that he can't let his friends go through with this plan, or they'll all be in danger, but they won't listen to him so... This is the only way.

"He hasn't done anything to us. Now, I can tell you where he is if you swear tha-"

"Us?" The king asks, knowing full well who he means, but faking confusion "Ah yes, you mean you and Asha, of course, well, make sure to not let her get away when I arrive, poor thing is clearly under a spell, but I'll be sure to fix that."

"N-no wait! You can't take her!" Simon protests

Magnifico raises an eyebrow at that "Can't I? And why is that?"

"... I want to make a deal." Simon says determined

"... Go on." The king is curious to where this is going

"I can get Aster away from Asha and lead him to you if you come here in the woods... But in turn, I need you to swear no harm will come to her."

"... Hmmm" Magnifico thinks for a moment, that sounds way too good to be true... And weird. Why would this boy who claims to be Asha's friend do this? "Before we agree on anything, I must know... How did you find them before my soldiers?"

Simon gets nervous, he didn't want to mention his friends in all of this, then they'd just get in trouble, and that's exactly what he's trying to avoid "Uh ya know... I just went alone and found them, nothing much to it really..." He lies, quite badly.

Magnifico takes notice of his nervousness, and decides that maybe Simon just need a little push to give him the answers he wants...

"Now now, I do hope I'm mistaken but... I sense you're not being completely honest with me, Simon." His eyes glow green, sending a mesmerizing gleam through the mirror straight to Simon's eyes, the young man feels his eyelids grow heavier "Let's try this again, shall we? How did you find them?" He repeats the question with a friendly smile, his eyes shinning bright green.

"... My friends wanted to go find them... So I went with them to help..." Simon shakes his head a bit... Why did he just say that?

"Friends you say? Interesting, and what are Asha and these friends up to?" His eyes glow green longer this time, his smile slowly turning more malicious as there's no need to hide it.

Simon feels even more tired than usual, his mouth speaks without him wanting it to "We planned on how to defeat you..."

"Oh my, you don't say" He says with obvious sarcasm, pretending to be shocked "Now I'm curious, how do you plan on achieving such a thing?"

He snaps back to reality again, Simon realizes he's speaking too much, this isn't what he wanted at all, and the king is clearly using his magic on him "This is all wrong, I can't tell you these things I... I- I made a mistake." Simon is distressed, he looks away from the mirror.

"A mistake?" the king repeats his words with a fake voice of concern

"I- I just wanted to keep them safe, I tried to tell them it was dangerous for us to go in the woods, but they didn't listen, they never listen! And I knew they wouldn't listen if I said this plan won't work." Simon is ranting more to himself than to the king, who is listening every word with a wicked smile, ready to take advantage of this added context. Simon makes up his mind that he's not going through with this, he picks up a rock from the cave, and looks angrily at the mirror ready to break it "I thought I could keep them safe if I just gave you what you wanted... But you're even worse than what Asha said! And I'm not gonna let you use me to hurt th-"

He looks at the mirror one last time before smashing the rock on it... And that was a big mistake.

When he looks at the mirror Magnifico's eyes are glowing green, not momentarily but constantly now, sending his hypnotic magic at full force to the already sleepy teen.

"Shhhhh shh shh there there Simon, that's quite enough... Put that rock down now." His voice is smooth as silk, Simon tries to fight it, but it's pointless. He let's go of the rock "Well done... So all you wish is to keep your friends safe, but they are dead set on defying me, hmm?" The king says with a mocking voice of pity, Simon nods slowly, unable to looks away from the mirror "Tsk tsk tsk how exhausting this must be for you, being the only voice of reason and all... But don't you worry Simon, trust me, I shall bring them no harm whatsoever... If you do as I say. You can do that, can't you?" Simon once again nods yes, he's deep into the spell, but deep down he's still trying to resist, Magnifico smiles sinisterly but still with a slow and calming voice "Of course you can, it's so much easier to just do as your king says. Go on now, tell me aaaaall about this little plan of theirs, and don't leave any details~"

And Simon does, however, with the little resistance he still has, he omits the information about Asha's magic pencil, leaving it vague how they'd get to the castle or unlock the doors.

Magnifico finds out about how they plan to break his staff, and to get in the castle through the dungeon, and he already begins to plan in his head how to fool them with a fake gem, and how to trap them in the castle. And as for Asha, well, the king promised he'd bring her no harm... But Amaya didn't say anything.

And she was standing there listening to the whole conversation while petting Bravo, already thinking how she'd make the girl pay.

Once he gets all the information he needed, Magnifico's eyes go back to normal, allowing Simon to finally snap out of trance.

Simon blinks a few times feeling dizzy, he doesn't quite remember all that he just told him, only a few glimpses of what he wants Simon to do "Ugh... Wha- what were we talking about?"

"Ooh I think you just dozed off for a bit there, don't worry heheh" Magnifico smiles innocently like nothing happened "As I was saying, all I need from you is that you keep your friends locked up in the kitchen, that's easy enough for your sleepy head to handle, isn't it?" He says condescendingly

Simon doesn't like this plan at all but... What choice does he have? "Y-yes... And you swear they'll be alright?"

"Like I said, IF you keep them in there, then I won't do anything to them... Am I clear?" The king is not even trying to hide that he's threatening them now, either Simon makes this go just as Magnifico wants, or his friends will pay the price... And it would all be his fault.

Simon just wants this to end, all he can say is a quiet "...Yes"

But Magnifico is not satisfied with just that, and singsongs ""Yes" what, Simon?"

"... Yes, your majesty." Simon adds, sounding defeated

"That's better. Thank you so much for your service, little one." The king calls him that knowing full well Simon is almost as tall as him, but he wants the young man to feel even smaller than he already feels.

The king just snaps his fingers and and the mirror no longer shows his face, it stops glowing, now showing only Simon's frightened expression.

The oldest of the 7 teens wishes he could scream in frustration, but the others might hear him from the camp fire... He probably should go join them... Even though he's not even sure he can look at their faces after what he just did.

He just hides the magic mirror inside his pillow case and gets up to go join the others, but just when he's about to leave the cave... He sees a huge ball of light coming in his direction at full speed.

"AAAH!"

"Oh good! You're awake!" Aster said with a huge smile.

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #ask

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kimbapisnotsushi · 7 months

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you seem to have a good read on HQ and your takes are great, so i have a question...and if you'd rather not go there, please ignore this! but i see oikawa get called "arrogant" quite often and i'm curious, would you say he is? what is it that makes people think that? imo he has a plenty of flaws, but i truly don't think arrogance is one of them. self-centered, sure, but not arrogant i think. i'm open to being wrong, i'm just legit so confused by that particular criticism, it makes me doubting my reading comprehension. i feel like that one post that's like "free my man, he didn't do that. he did a lot of other stuff tho" LOL. if you do answer this, then thanks for your time!

oh, dear anon. this is a very very big question and i'm honored you think i am capable of providing an answer that does it justice!! i don't consider myself an oikawa expert by far, but i'll do my best because he's still very beloved to me, and i hope whatever i say helps!

(but also - maybe take what i say with a grain of salt LMAO)

anyways, to get the main point out of the way: i completely agree that oikawa isn't arrogant! i actually haven't seen any commentary about that myself (bless!!!), so i can't say for sure why some people might think that, but my guess is that they think his pridefulness = arrogance — they think that the confidence he has in himself and seijoh contributes nothing to their actual power and is utterly meaningless if they don't win, especially in the face of ushijima. which, like, come on. what kind of captain would he be if he wasn't confident in himself and his teammates? is he supposed to tell them that they're going to lose??? is he supposed to discourage their hard work and effort???

or maybe it's because oikawa acts like he's all that, but doesn't have anything to show for it. who does he think he is? what does he think his pride is worth? what right does he have to go around making grand declarations when he has nothing to his name?

(which isn't entirely true, either, but we'll get into that, promise.)

now, do i think that he can, occasionally, be flippant, shallow, and/or petty? yeah, sure. he's got one hell of a personality about it. even iwaizumi says as much. oikawa is great at being a little shit. it's one of my favorite things about him!

but is oikawa genuinely arrogant, or self-centered? well . . . i don't think so.

see, here's the thing about oikawa: he knows he's good, but he doesn't think he's good enough. i think it'd be easiest to really explain what that meant if we broke this down into two separate parts, so let's give it a go, shall we?

(buckle up, friends, because it's about to get LONG. also: TIMESKIP SPOILERS!! and there's a tldr at the start of the tags because. WOW.)

so, first things first: if people are calling oikawa arrogant, then i'm like 99% sure that they don't actually know what the word "arrogant" means.

"arrogant" is used to describe someone full of themselves. it's used to describe someone conceited and pompous. it's used to describe someone so assured of and invested in their self-importance that they don't care for other people, and if it seems like they do, then it's usually wildly off the mark and still serves to inflate their own egos.

oikawa has never once been like that. he's been pretty much the exact opposite, in fact.

and yeah, sure, by his third year of high school, he knows he's good at volleyball, and that's fine! it's perfectly all right to claim you're good at something if you have the skills/experience to back it up. confidence is healthy as long as it isn't in overabundance, and we actually see a lot of this throughout the series!

(not to mention that this was where ushijima fell short. he was overflowing with confidence. he did not believe, for even a single second, that hinata shouyou and his meager, scrappy little flock of crows could beat him.

but oikawa? he knew. he knew what it looked like to make something bloom.)

the key to oikawa's confidence that made him better was that he could pinpoint others' strengths and weaknesses just as well as he could with his own. and (bear with me, please, i might get kind of boring here bc it's nothing that hasn't been said in the manga before) i don't mean it in the way we see the coaches or more analytical players do, as observations to be taken advantage of by everyone else; i mean that in the sense of how vital it is to his position as a setter. that was always the biggest difference between oikawa and kageyama: no matter how much more raw talent kageyama had, no matter how much better oikawa believed him to be, kageyama, especially in the beginning, struggled to do what oikawa could with a team. kageyama struggled to bring out the best in each player. and it wasn't because he didn't know how -- oikawa freely admitted that kageyama had the skill for it, that kageyama, once he got his shit together, could win against him -- it was because kageyama didn't have that same confidence in himself.

(not until much later, anyways. but that's another story, for another time.)

so, oikawa's confident. he knows he's good. he can bring out the best in each player. he's got a killer serve (and a killer smile!), a mind for tactics that borders on machievallianism, and cherishes the trust he is given like it's something precious. his coaches let him lead without leaning on them. his team has the utmost respect and admiration for him. he has a reputation. from karasuno to shiratorizawa to the whole of miyagi -- there is not a single character who knows oikawa tooru and would believe that he is, in any way, bad at volleyball.

but it's not enough. despite all of that, oikawa still doesn't think he's good enough. and that, friends, brings us to the second point.

oikawa tooru is nothing if not passionate.

so were the others, of course. kageyama kept going after his grandfather's death. hinata kept going while being a nobody from nowhere with no one to back him up. atsumu kept going while osamu didn't. it's not even about just those who went pro -- kenma, kuroo, noya, and everyone else found things that they were passionate about and kept going with it. the entire story revolves around loving what you do and trying to keep that love alive, and, sometimes, that can be really, really difficult when it seems like it doesn't love you back.

oikawa was so insecure over kageyama to the point where he nearly decked the poor kid. oikawa got crushed by ushijima-- who kept telling him that his team was not good enough, that his choices were not good enough, that there was nothing good enough to be proud of -- for years in a row. oikawa was taught that there would always be someone better than him no matter how skilled he was, but if he let that stop him then he didn't fucking belong on the court in the first place.

oikawa tooru is intimately acquainted with not being good enough, but he keeps trying to be. he keeps going. he tries to keep the love alive even if he's not loved back. he pushes and practices and takes a plane far from home to become even better. even if he doesn't have the skill, even if he doesn't have the talent, even if he doesn't have the love -- he still has his pride. and what does that mean, in the end? how far does that take him?

in the end, oikawa tooru walks across a world stage and sees people who believed in him on the other side and calls it a family reunion. in the end, he gets to play the volleyball that reminds him of why he loves it and how it gives him so much love back. in the end, his pride is unyielding and unbreakable, a product of the forge. he molded it with his own two hands. he will not let it falter so easily.

arrogance would not have taken oikawa tooru this far. i hope this has proven that he is anything but.

remember: instinct is something you polish. talent is something you make bloom. and never, ever let anyone else tell you what your pride is worth.

#tldr: oikawa 's confident in himself but (believing that there will always be someone more talented) is always striving to become better #ANYWAYS #i know this one's a bit different from the itachiyama post where i analyzed each panel but like #that was REALLY hard to do for this one since there were so many good ones i could use!!!#so i ended up just smashing 2-3 panels together that i thought were best representative of each point i wanted to talk about #and then just diving deep into the whole thing #if i had done it the first way we would have been here FOREVER #literally that's why it took so long i kept deleting and rewriting and going 'holy shit how the fuck do i write this'#'how can ANYTHING i possibly say do justice to oikawa tooru'#i hope i did a good job and i hope this helped anon!!!#i genuinely think this is the most insane thing i have ever written so thanks for that i guess #oikawa tooru #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu meta #sou says stuff

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LMAOOOO THE 14 YEAR OLD THING IS SO TRUE. im still confused about their ages bc how are they a freshman at 16 ???? but if you see it as a friendship breakup (which i think it's that more than anything) than yeah their drama is warranted that shit could kill you

I have a bit of a pet peeve with the friendship breakup thing. Idk. I could get it with the first few issues but as an artist and a writer I can assure you nothing that we put in a page is coincidental, and I think the latest issues have been pretty blatant about the romantic subtext between Seiji and Jesse— well, at this point it’s more text than subtext, but yeah. “We were… something”, “They were more than friends”, all the blushing and shojo and tension effects— those things are there on purpose, and even if maybe Jesse and Seiji never got to have a relationship with all the letters it is clear whatever they had was on the romantic side of things. I don’t think they were ever Boyfriends (TM) and I think whatever they had is very much unnamed and unresolved, but it’s very clear there is a “broken heart” element totally their relationship.

I know it’s not out of malice, but I have a thing with ignoring signs like that bc everytime men are portrayed with romantic subtext in media there will always be people who will claim friendship until their dying breath and the only way two guys or two girls can be in love is if they explicitly kiss on screen and nothing else. Writing is not innocent! And considering Fence is pretty well establishedly gay, I think we have all the more reason to take those kinds of signs at face value.

And I mean, in a way, it is very serious to them! Like, to us they’re teens and it’s kinda funny, but to them this is as far as they have lived and teens live in their feelings so so much! When I was a teen everything felt like the end of the world (and then it just turns out it wasn’t LMAO) but Seiji has known Jesse most of his life!! This IS heartbreaking to him! Even if I do think their connection goes beyond a little unresolved crush, and I do stand by the romantic subtext of their relationship to death, it is true they have been friends MOST OF THEIR LIVES and romantic or not it’s a loss that hurts!! I genuinely think the nature of their fight goes beyond unrequited feelings— because, honestly? Jesse seems pretty obsessed with Seiji himself, so I really don’t think it was a “I don’t like you like that” kind of deal because even then I think Seiji could get over that. I could go on and on all day about what I think is going on with them but I shall not bore you anymore 😭😂

#fence comic #seiji katayama #jesse coste

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jadewing-realms · 6 months

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okay okay, I've been listening to Coulda Been Me by The Strats and I'm in my feels and thinking too much but like like people talk about how Astarion turns vampire tropes on their heads and he really does but I haven't seen anyone talk about the specific trope of like

How the entire concept of what it means to be human is such a recurring theme with them and usually, there's an unspoken point of how immortality is dehumanizing and how these vampires live for so long, they're just entirely removed from empathy for mortals because why would they stop to consider it any more than a human stops to consider the life of a fly, which is comparatively short

Something something mortality, knowing it will all end one day, is what drives humans to live well and make the most of the time they have

While immortals are usually the contrast of cold, aloof and removed from the passion that makes life worth living because they're not alive, they're dead men walking and will be forever, so alien they shall become

AND YET

Despite everything

Despite all the horrors he's experienced, despite the understandably devastating blow to his morale, the jaded self-defense mechanisms he developed because of course he did, he had to just to survive

Astarion never really... stops thinking like a mortal. Even after two whole centuries of pure shit, as he so eloquently puts it, the MOMENT he gets the opportunity, the chance at freedom, at living again, he friggin leaps for it and dives in head first

He wants to experience everything he possibly can, he's insatiable, he wants nothing more than to just see, think, do, feel All The Things

He maintains such a zest for life, a passion for freedom and experience, that most vampires in media just. Lack. Or only get back through a romantic subplot pff

He claims a romanced Tav helped him want to live again, but honestly, when Tav can say "nah, you did it yourself, I just gave you a nudge when you needed it" its absolutely the truth. He loves and wants life so badly that he overcompensates, is desperate not to lose it, is almost willing to lose his soul for it if not convinced he doesn't have to

And I've never really seen a functionally immortal character represent such a drive to Live before, its such a break from form

From Dracula and Lestat to Tolkien elves, we're used to seeing a sort of malaise, a despondency and passiveness associated with characters doomed to live forever, to the point that they've forgotten so much of what it means to be alive, truly alive, are confused by the "shortsighted" wants and goals of shorter lived companions, yet here's Astarion, undead yet more alive than any of them

Like, he sells himself so short sometimes, but he's positively bursting with life 24/7, he's vivacious and passionate and his energy is infectious and god, I don't know how anyone could genuinely, thoughtlessly choose the dialogue where you accuse him of having given up while suffering under Cazador, this man is so strong and so determined to live, it's probably what made him the scapegoat in the first place

His character arc is just a battle cry of LIVE

LIVE YOUR LIFE

No matter what you've seen, no matter how you've suffered, there is so much worth living for and all you have to do is reach out and seize every opportunity you get

Don't waste a single moment because time is precious and we never know how much we have

#i cant stop thinking about it #its so good #hes so brave and his story is so powerful #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #bg3 meta #character analysis

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Good (assuming) evening! I'd like to request platonic adeuce and ortho with a chaotic gender-neutral friend <3

if I may, can I claim "❄️ anon"?

Hi hi! Yes, you may claim that anon! Speaking that I didn’t even have anonymous on before,,haha,,,but I love platonic asks, SO! Let’s do this, shall we? ヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉ

Gender neutral reader (per request and per usual :D)

Ace, Deuce, and Ortho with a friend who is chaotic

Ace:

Oh god there’s two of them now…

You two go together like two peas in a pod!

Which is a good thing for the both of you!

It’s not for the teachers but that doesn’t matter

If anything, he probably sees you as a weird sibling that he can tease and get into trouble with

Not into purposeful trouble ofc ofc!

But definitely trouble lol

He doesn’t exactly like running late or anything, but if you’re there to run with him to class after sleeping in too, he weirdly enjoys it!

Just causing mayhem with you is good enough for him

Also laughing in class when either of you haven’t even done or said anything funny

(I hope y’all get that one, because it’s way too realistic for my friends and I..)

Anyway, Chaos x Chaos buddies is a fantastic duo in his opinion, and he loves being your friend hehe

Deuce:

Poor guy LOL

His whole thing is that he doesn’t want to be in trouble or for you to act out

So he tries to get you to calm you down and such

Which only causes him to also burst out into laughter

Do it’s like a win-lose situation

He tries to calm you down, ends up laughing and joking around with you instead

However, I don’t think he minds in the slightest!

He enjoys having your company! Crazy or not

I mean, if he can handle Ace he can handle you

Ortho:

Help this poor guy

He doesn’t know how to deal with you

He does research about hyper or excited people

It doesn’t exactly help, but oh well

However, that doesn’t mean Ortho genuinely is actively confused or concerned around you

He enjoys your company! Finds it fun, to be mostly honest!

It’s a big change from hanging out with Idia, who is mostly on the quiet side

He takes it as a good learning and friend experience!

He loves observing you from up close, asking you questions like:

“What is your thought process when you do these things?”

They sound super backhanded but I PROMISE you he means it out of the goodness of his…

Heart(?)

Idk I haven’t read chapter six…

Thanks for reading!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #ace trappola #deuce spade #ortho shroud #ace trappola x reader #platonic #deuce x reader #ortho x reader #twisted wonderland x reader

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I just remembered this but why is there a theory that the whole Reynolds affair was fake? Like, they just made it all up? What would be the point of it I don't get it but I've seen some of our friends mention it

There is this theory that has been dwelled upon for around over 200 years now. Historian Tilar J. Mazzeo has made the theory that the affair never happened. Because outside of the Reynolds Pamphlet, there is no concrete evidence that the affair actually occurred. Others connected with the scandal, from James Monroe, who held the papers relating to James Reynolds, to Maria Reynolds herself, said that it was a coverup for a financial scandal.

It brewed from when James T. Callender basically accused the affair of being a set-up to cover up Hamilton's finical crime, that Hamilton had supposedly forged Maria's correspondence, and there isn't much to argue against his point, so it's definitely note worthy.

Callender was the one who initially published letters from the Reynolds affair along with accusations of Hamilton's crime of financially embezzlement of government funds in his renowned pamphlet, “The History of the United States for 1796,” which was the peg to the powderkeg that prompted Hamilton to write the Reynolds Pamphlet in defense of himself.

But before the Pamphlet was published, Callender wrote a letter to Hamilton on the 10th of July, 1797, (That was later published in the Merchant’s Daily Advertiser) accusing Hamilton of forging Maria's supposed correspondence;

“According to my information, these Written documents consisted of a series of letters pretended to be written relative to your alledged connection with Mrs. Reynolds. You told the members a confused and absurd story about her, of which they did not believe a single word, and which, if they had been true, did not give a proper explanation as to your correspondence with her husband.”

(source)

Fast forward after the Reynolds Pamphlet was released and published, Callender wrote to Hamilton once more, on the 29th of October, 1797, with suspicion of the forgery requesting that Callender and his friend be permitted the letters to inspect them;

“My object in this letter is, to request that you will give an order to a friend of mine and myself to inspect the papers lodged with Mr. Bingham, that I may judge what credit is due to them. Such an order, I conceive from your own words in the Observations, to be necessary to obtain a perusal of them; and if they appear to be genuine, I Shall be as ready to confess my conviction to the public, as I was to declare my former opinion, I hope that there is nothing improper in this application.”

(source)

According to the footnotes on Founders Archive, Hamilton endorsed the request “Impudent Experiment No Notice” and did not reply. Which would be suspicious, but I do not entirely fault him for not indulging Callender. Especially after Callender's accusing pamphlet, and the mockery in his letters to Hamilton, where he wrote things like “You are in the right, for they have at present some unlucky doubts. They have long known you as an eminent and able statesman. They will be highly gratified by seeing you exhibited in the novel character of a lover.” Hamilton being reluctant to engage with him further doesn't really seems surprising or unreasonable.

Later on, Callender published “Sketches of the History of America” and continued to insist that the Reynolds letters were falsified, this time claiming the spelling to be too randomized to be legitimate;

“These letters from Mrs. Reynolds are badly spelt and pointed. Capitals, also, occur even in the midst of words. But waving such excrescences, the stile is pathetic and even elegant. It does not bear the marks of an illiterate writer. The construction of the periods disagrees with this apparent incapacity of spelling. The officer who can marshall a regiment, must know how to level a musquet. A few gross blunders are interspersed, and these could readily be devised; but, when stript of such a veil, the body of the composition is pure and correct. In the literary world, fabrications of this nature have been frequent. Our ex-secretary admits that he has been in the habit of writing to this family in a feigned character. The transition was easy to the writing in a feigned stile.”

(source)

When revisiting Callender's suspicions in the 1970s, Princeton historian, and Thomas Jefferson biographer, Julian P. Boyd analyzed the letters in Hamilton’s pamphlet himself, concluding, as the journalist did, they were;

“—the palpably contrived documents of a brilliant and daring man who, writing under much stress in the two or three days available to him in 1792, tried to imitate what he conceived to be the style of less literate persons. The result was inexpert to the point of naiveté, but its character is beyond doubt. The purported letters of James and Maria Reynolds as published in Hamilton’s Observations cannot be accepted as genuine.”

(source)

But even in this pamphlet, Callender debated whether he truly believed the letters were forgery. After the passage mentioned above, Callender did add, “Mrs. Reynolds herself may have written these epistles from the dictating of the Colonel, [...] [E]ven admitting that the love letters and others were genuine, this does not take away the probability of a swindling connection between Reynolds and Hamilton.”

Suspiciously when Hamilton claimed to have given the letters to his friend, William Bingham, so that they might have been inspected by anyone wishing to do so. Bingham, however, claimed never to have received the letters. Wherever the letters ended up is still unknown. However, the introductory note to the Reynolds Pamphlet on Founders Archive posits:

“In 1795, when Hamilton thought that he was going to fight a duel with James Nicholson, he entrusted the disposition of his estate to Robert Troup. At the time he wrote to Troup: “In my leather Trunk … is also a bundle inscribed thus—J R To be forwarded to Oliver Wolcott Junr. Esq. I entreat that this may be early done by a careful hand.” Hamilton then added: “This trunk contains all my interesting papers.” In going through her husband’s papers after his death, Elizabeth Hamilton wrote under Hamilton’s letter to Troup: “to be retained by myself.” If Broadus Mitchell is correct in assuming that the initials “J R” refer to the Reynolds correspondence, it may not be too wild a leap of the imagination to conclude that Elizabeth Hamilton inherited and then destroyed the documents describing her husband’s affair with Maria Reynolds. In this connection it may be relevant to point out that Joseph Sabin states that Hamilton’s edition of the “Reynolds Pamphlet” was bought up and destroyed by Hamilton’s family.”

(source)

Another possibility pointed out by a Hamilton biographer also stated that the letters look like the letters between AH and his wife, Elizabeth ‘Schuyler’ Hamilton, which could explain why Elizabeth burned her letters.

#amrev #american history #american revolution #alexander hamilton #historical alexander hamilton #maria reynolds #james t callender #james thomas callender #reynolds affair #reynolds pamphlet #history #cicero's history lessons #queries #maip macrothorax #my husband <3

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lowlylux · 9 months

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I am a Sinner (You are a Saint)

Chapter Four | Better Safe Than Sorry

Ship: HeiKazuScara

Rating: E

Status: In Progress

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“You shall be cast out of the heavenly realm indefinitely.”

Kunikuzushi feels arms grab his own as he is forced to his feet. He struggles, keeping his eyes on his mother only. “Mother! Don’t let them do this!” The guards continue to drag him away, even if it is a struggle. “Mother!” He knows the gate to the human realm is growing closer to him. The more time passes, the less chance he has to escape. But the divine never back out of their decisions…never. He looks to his mother one last time, hoping that she at least looks at him. But her gaze refuses to meet his own.

When he is finally cast out, the air rushing past his entire body, he could only visualize his mother’s pained expression.

He has never felt so alone…

Ao3 Link

“Explain it better then.” Scaramouche says, staring Kazuha down. He has attempted to get information on what exactly Kazuha is talking about, but every time he asks about it, the answers are lackluster. “What the hell is Christmas?”

“It’s…meant to celebrate the birth of Christ.”

“Who?”

Scaramouche stares at Kazuha as if the blond had grown two heads all of a sudden. He always hates it when people drop names as if he is supposed to know who they are talking about. However, based on Kazuha’s facial expression, he assumes it is something he is supposed to know about…yeah, he’s still unable to recall who the man in front of him is talking about.

“Jesus?” Kazuha says hesitantly, only to be met with a shrug and a confused look from Scaramouche. “Child of God? He caused a whole religion…uh…he helped the sick?”

“I have no idea who you are talking about.”

Now, Scaramouche knew that Heizou was in the room. It’s incredibly hard to ignore it when someone is staring you down after all. Initially, he chose to ignore it. However, even he jumps when Heizou bursts out laughing. “You mean to tell me that Jesus didn’t exist?” Heizou asks through his laugh, harshly holding onto a pillow to the point where Scaramouche expects it to pop like a balloon.

“He may have existed…but he had no connection to the heavenly realm.”

“I am definitely bringing this up to my mom next time I see her,” Heizou says, finally able to keep a straight face again. “After all that shit she gave me for being bi, it’s the least I could do.”

Scaramouche tilts his head in confusion. Sure, he can understand a mother who isn’t always there for you, but disliking your child’s preferences? That just doesn’t make sense.

Kazuha seems to notice this confusion, deciding to clarify. “Christians sometimes like to claim that you will go to hell if you are queer.”

Once again, Scaramouche is confused. Why would humans think this? “But…your preferences don’t impact your chances of going to the demonic realm? Most souls go to the same afterlife.”

“Most?”

“Murderers, if the crime was severe enough, get recruited by demons and in turn become demons themselves,” Scaramouche explains as if it were common knowledge. Well, to him it is common knowledge. “And then there are the ones who make deals.” Scaramouche looks at both men, noticing how neither of them seem to understand his last statement. “Sometimes, when a witch summons a demon, their wish is too great. So, the demon who is summoned will request a deal, normally resulting in taking the summoner’s soul after their request is completed.”

“Who would do such a thing?” Kazuha asks quietly.

“Desperate people,” Scaramouche says rather glumly. The worst part is, sometimes, those who make those deals are genuinely good people. And, if they did it for their family, they will never see them again. They even destroy their hopes of coming in contact with them in the afterlife, as when demons die they just cease to exist. “I tend not to judge them too harshly.”

“Well now the whole mood has been ruined,” Heizou whines, leaning on Kazuha dramatically. “And when we were having so much fun talking about a holiday that technically doesn’t have origins with Christianity. Well, portions of it at least.”

Okay, now Scaramouche is intrigued about this holiday. Heizou seems to realize just how intrigued he is, as he smiles at the small action.

“Christmas, like many holidays, celebrates one of the four seasons. It’s common in all religions. However, there were some points that directly parallel three of the pagan holidays during the timeframe, and there is proof of the church assimilating portions of the Pagan holidays into Christianity to make the switch easier. Modern day Christmas actually has a lot of ties to old elements of the Pagan holidays, like mistletoe.” Heizou finishes his little info dump with a grin as he stares at Scaramouche the entire time. “Did I talk too fast for you?”

Scaramouche immediately shakes his head, even though he knows Heizou is being an ass. So, Heizou takes the chance to continue talking, ‘strangely’ enough.

“But yeah, Christmas is supposed to celebrate the birth of a kid with no confirmed birthday. Most people now just use the holiday to give gifts and spend time with family.”

Scaramouche’s wings droop at that statement. This holiday they speak of is a day away, and he hasn’t gotten anything for them. Granted, he didn’t know about the holiday before this moment. And not to mention, he’s only been a guest for about a week, so that’s something he should keep in mind.

“Speaking of, I need to get going,” Heizou says, standing up with a groan. According to him earlier, the detective had been on his feet constantly the past few days. Unfortunately, he does refuse to tell Scaramouche and Kazuha why that is the case. Now, Scaramouche understands why he wouldn’t be told the details, but Kazuha? If what Kazuha says is correct, Heizou tells him everything, so it is a bit odd to say the least.

Kazuha doesn’t seem too upset about it though. Sure, throughout the week Scaramouche has known him, he sighs more and more each day when Heizou continues to hide things, but he doesn’t seem completely hurt. “Going last minute shopping again, Heizou? Didn’t you learn last year?”

“Hey, you liked that new phone case!”

“It’s my least favorite color…”

“It was the last one they had in stock!”

“Because you waited the day before.”

Heizou puts a hand to his chest in an offended manner, an action he does constantly it seems. “I put things on hold. Trust me, I got the best gifts for everyone. Just gotta pick them up.”

Kazuha doesn’t look convinced, and honestly? Scaramouche doesn’t blame him either. Heizou is many things, but a convincing liar? Not when it comes to Kazuha.

“Hey,” Heizou says, grabbing Kazuha’s shoulders, “trust me, yeah?”

Kazuha stares at him for a moment, and Scaramouche cannot help but be intrigued with the answer. With his time on earth, he has grown to enjoy television a bit too much. So, while he does value both of these humans, he cannot help but consider them a bit entertaining. Kazuha sighs, shaking his head in response to his boyfriend. “Fine, I believe you.”

Heizou grins, lightly grabbing Kazuha’s face and covering it with kisses. The action even makes the other human laugh as he flails his arms around as if he actually wants to escape. Even Scaramouche cannot help but smile at the display. Heizou plants one final kiss on Kazuha’s lips, a place he was intentionally avoiding until the very last moment. “I love you Kazuha Kaedehara.”

“And I you, Heizou Shikanoin.”

Heizou smiles warmly at that, standing up straight and beginning to make his way to the front door. However, Scaramouche does have other plans. He grabs Heizou’s wrist before he can go far, causing him to stare at Scaramouche in confusion. “What’s up?”

“Can I go with you?” Scaramouche asks, letting go of Heizou almost immediately. “I wanna go shopping.”

“You hated shopping the other day though,” Kazuha says, clearly confused.

“This is important,” Scaramouche insists, splitting his gaze between both men. “I want to shop for gifts.”

“Why?” Heizou asks, his head tilting to the side. “Do you even have money?”

Scaramouche immediately nods, pulling out a wad of cash he has in his pockets. “A…friend gave some to me. He said I would need it eventually.” It was Childe, the friend was Childe.

Heizou visibly glances at Kazuha before sighing. To Scaramouche’s delight, he looks like he has given up. “Fine, I’ll take you with me.”

Scaramouche smiles at this, his wings flapping a bit in excitement. “Seriously? It was that easy?”

“I’m leaving right now, so if you take too long you’re not going.”

“I’m already ready,” Scaramouche says, closing his eyes and allowing for his wings to hide. He ignores the bile that threatens to leave his throat, instead deciding to walk straight to Heizou’s car. He really doesn’t want Heizou to come up with a single reason for him not to go.

Heizou’s car is quite a bit different compared to Kazuha’s. While Kazuha has a small electric car, completely free of trash on the inside, Heizou is perhaps the opposite. Based on Scaramouche’s knowledge, he knows it is some type of sports car. He doesn’t remember the name though, but he does remember it has to do something with horses. Inside Heizou’s car is a pile of old coffee cups, bags of chips, and a pack of cigarettes poorly stashed away in the cup holder.

“Sorry, I would’ve cleaned it if I knew I would be taking you,” Heizou says casually, already slipping in on the driver's side. Scaramouche pauses a minute, much to the annoyance of Heizou. “Are you getting in or not?”

Scaramouche ended up getting in the car.

He shifts uncomfortably, not ever being used to his wings being gone. Although, he is eerily aware of Heizou continuing to stare at him. But, he decides to ignore it. Heizou continues to have a big focus on the road, so Scaramouche can ignore the fear of dying in a car crash.

“So when were you going to tell us that your wing is infected?”

Yeah, he can’t exactly just ignore that.

●•·•●

Kazuha isn’t used to his house being quiet. Sure, it’s only been roughly a week since Scaramouche quite literally fell into both his and Heizou’s lives, but he’s gotten used to the angel roaming around. He’s used to the television staying on, or his laptop playing some random YouTube video Scaramouche found on his endless spirals of watching hours of that content a day. Kazuha is honestly starting to think it might be a problem.

But his house is quiet.

Maybe that’s why he loved it when someone knocked on the door. Kazuha thinks of himself as pathetic. Heizou and Scaramouche have been gone for maybe five minutes, and here he is feeling lonely.

When Kazuha opens the door, he smiles almost immediately. In front of him is a blond boy, the guy’s blue eyes staring back at him. The smile however, doesn’t last very long at all. When Kazuha’s eyes look downward, he feels his hand grip onto the doorknob tighter.

“Kazuha…” the man, Tomo, says, a blank look in his eyes. “You gotta help me.”

“What did you do?” Kazuha chokes out, taking a step back. He doesn’t want to believe his best friend since diapers are about to kill him, but the man is at his door covered in blood.

Tomo’s eyes widen as he yells out, “nothing! I did nothing!”

“Why is there blood on you?”

“Please,” Tomo says, pleading with Kazuha at this point. “I need you to listen to me.”

Kazuha still eyes Tomo suspiciously and is fully aware of the location of his phone (the living room), and the gun Heizou keeps upstairs. If anything goes wrong, at least he knows where to go. Looking outside once, even if no one normally takes this road, he beckons Tomo inside and shuts the door.

“Thank you,” Tomo says, practically in tears. He grips onto Kazuha’s arm, causing the man to cringe. Sure, the blood on Tomo’s hands is dry, but Kazuha can practically imagine his sweater getting stained with someone else’s blood. “Do you have a shower?”

“No.”

Tomo stares at him in shock, his mouth open slightly. “What?”

“You aren’t sitting down, you aren’t taking a fucking shower, and you’re not getting a change of clothes.” Kazuha says sternly. If he let Tomo potentially incriminate either Heizou or himself, Heizou would never forgive him. “Now who’s blood is that?”

“You remember Sayo?” Tomo asks, not able to look in Kazuha’s eyes anymore. “She’s…gone.”

“What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Tomo insists once more, standing his ground. “I know it looks bad, but trust me. This wasn’t me!”

“Kazuha…It’s not what it looks like…”

Kazuha shakes his head, deciding not to dwell on the past for a bit longer. “Tomo, what happened?” He doesn’t want to get involved. Sure, Tomo is his best friend, but this is simply something he should not be handling at all.

“She just…snapped.”

“Your mom, she wasn’t herself.”

“She started attacking me!”

“She attacked your brother, Kazuha…I tried to stop her.”

“And I tried man! But it was like every word I said didn’t even matter.”

“Son, believe me, I tried to reason with her.”

“I needed to defend myself. So...I did.”

“I wanted to defend all of you. I promise.”

“Kazuha, you have to believe me.”

“Tomo…” Kazuha mutters out, his nails digging into the skin of his palms. He can’t handle this right now. No, he can never handle a situation like this. “Get out, call the police.”

Tomo stares at Kazuha for a moment in shock. “What?”

“Get…” Kazuha mutters, refusing to look Tomo in the eyes. “Get out, please.”

“Kazuha-“

“Get out of my house Tomo!” Kazuha yells out, wincing at his own volume. He doesn’t usually have a hard time listening, as his ability to observe his surroundings at all times is something he prides himself with. But, some situations have the ability to cause abnormal reactions. “Why did you think I could help you?”

“I…Heizou needs to help me.”

“So you barge into our home?” Kazuha questions, knowing full well that he is getting to be rude. “Tomo, you ran from a fucking crimescene! And now you’re here, asking for a shower? I am not getting accessory to murder because of you! So get the fuck out!”

“Kazuha, I didn’t do this!”

“I’m sorry,” Kazuha mutters, already reaching for his phone. However, even though his hand does reach for the device, it does not reach it. Tomo grabs his wrist before he even can grab his phone. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t call the police,” Tomo says, tightening his grip on Kazuha. “Please.”

“Let me go.”

Tomo doesn’t let go. In fact, the guy just continues to plead with Kazuha. His grip is becoming almost too hard as Kazuha winces at the pressure. Tomo is a pretty strong guy, maybe not the strongest one around, but he certainly is stronger than Kazuha. That fact actually makes Kazuha regret not working out, but that isn’t important at this very moment.

“Tomo,” Kazuha says hesitantly, not really knowing how to get out of this situation, “you and I both know that this will just make you look guilty.”

“I look guilty already!” Tomo yells back, his grip not loosening. But, it doesn’t tighten either so Kazuha is glad. “Not even my best friend believes me.”

“You barged into-“

“You invited me in!”

“After you appeared on my doorstep, covered in your girlfriend’s blood!”

“But it’s not my fault!”

“That is exactly what my dad said, you know.” Kazuha doesn’t like bringing up his dad…at all. After years of testifying, counseling, and night terrors, Kazuha rarely likes talking about any of it.

But Tomo looks shocked, his grip finally loosened so that Kazuha’s wrist is free. “Don’t compare me to that…”

“Well…”

“No,” Tomo says sternly, walking away from Kazuha at once. “Don’t compare me to-“ flashing lights interrupt him, causing the boy to pause. “You called the police?”

Kazuha just shrugs, forever grateful for the emergency switch on the doorframe. Heizou claimed that they needed it, and Kazuha laughed in his face. Yeah, he is actually quite thankful now. But, he sighs, trying to be a bit more composed. “Look, this is just for precautions, alright?”

Tomo still looks at Kazuha with a look of betrayal, causing Kazuha to regret his actions ever so slightly.

●•·•●

Heizou’s eyes scan the shelves in front of him. Truthfully, he has never been amazing at knowing what exactly someone needs when injured. Half the time, Heizou will just take pain medication if he has an injury. No need to buy all the unnecessary disinfectants when his wounds rarely get infected in the first place. However, he can’t exactly allow the angel to keep walking around with an infected wing, so disinfectants are required.

He really doesn’t look at the brands he grabs, merely making sure he has everything that Kazuha usually gets whenever he catches Heizou with an injury. Although, he does grab an extra roll of bandages simply due to the fact that Scaramouche’s wing is far larger than anything Heizou has had to bandage before.

He thanks the cashier, a young girl who smiles brightly at him. Although, truthfully, he could honestly care less. Hands full of random medical supplies, Heizou makes his way to the car. Scaramouche, always seeming to get attention on himself in odd ways, is sitting on the roof of Heizou’s car.

“You can hurt the top if you do that.”

Scaramouche jumps at the sudden noise, attempting to hide a wince after doing so. Although, what Heizou said doesn’t seem to click immediately, but when it does, Heizou cannot help but smile. The angel is scrambling off the car, not apologizing of course, but looking as if he had killed a puppy somehow.

“You shouldn’t move around so much,” Heizou says, eyeing the wings of Scaramouche. “You’ll hurt yourself even more.” If they were in the city, Heizou would be scolding Scaramouche for even showing off his wings at all, however he specifically went to the store he did because it is in the outskirts. Avoiding people while patching up the angel is probably the best way to go about this.

Scaramouche scoffs at such a statement from Heizou though. “I’m fine.”

“If you were,” Heizou starts, dropping the supplies he just bought on the driver’s seat of his car, “I wouldn’t have noticed you were hurt.”

“It’s your job to notice things.”

“Yet Kazuha asked me to check on you.”

Scaramouche’s eyes widen at Heizou’s words, his body slightly tensing at even the mention of Kazuha. It makes Heizou narrow his eyes in an attempt to read the angel better, but he can’t focus on the reaction too much at the moment. “Kazuha noticed?”

Heizou just smiles for a moment before simply saying, “no, but you just admitted you are hurt.”

“I’m going to smother you in your sleep.”

“You can try, Angel,” Heizou says, pulling Scaramouche closer to him. He lightly grabs one of Scaramouche’s wings, causing a wince from the man. At least Heizou knows where the injury is now. “But you have to be able to walk without wincing first. Now hand me the saline.”

“What's wrong with a bandage?”

“I need to wash the wound to prevent further infection,” Heizou says as if Scaramouche is the most clueless being on the planet. Actually, occasionally, Heizou does think that, but that is for another day. Scaramouche grumbles, but hands Heizou the bottle of saline anyway.

As Heizou starts working on the wound, he cannot help but pause at the sight before him. Obviously, Scaramouche has cleaned the feathers that were visible, but venturing further into the wings, he cannot help but notice the pure coated in gold that practically sparkles in the sunlight. He continues to search, and clear as day, the wound is there, surrounded in the golden liquid. “Angel?”

“Hm?”

“Do you bleed gold?”

Scaramouche gives him a look as if Heizou himself is the idiot, which is honestly refreshing if Heizou is being honest with himself. The angel sighs, shifting uncomfortably in the grasp of Heizou. “I suppose that’s the best way to describe how we bleed, yes. Personally I haven’t seen it much.”

“Are angels that peaceful?”

“No,” Scaramouche says while laughing to himself. By observing him, Heizou notices the way the angel’s eyes glaze over for a moment, as if he were being reminded of something before he’s back to his annoying self. “But the healing rate for angels is much faster than most can even comprehend.”

“Why haven’t you healed then?” Heizou questions, satisfied with the wound now being cleaned and reaching for a bandage.

“Infection is rare in angels,” Scaramouche says hesitantly, shifting once more as if he can avoid Heizou. Unfortunately for him, he still has nowhere to run.

Heizou hits Scaramouche’s head, cursing to himself at the entire situation. “Do you mean to tell me that you could’ve been fine literally the day we found you if you would’ve treated the infection?”

“…”

Heizou stares at the angel in shock for a moment before shaking his head in disbelief. “Why didn’t you ask for help?”

“I didn’t want to worry Kazuha.”

Heizou opens his mouth to retort but stops immediately. He and Scaramouche just stare at each other, reading the other as if their lives depend on it. Truthfully, Heizou can relate to that sentiment all too well, as he avoids telling Kazuha anything that could potentially trigger him. So, even if he thinks the ange, should’ve told them immediately, he can understand why he did it.

So, he just decides to drop it, quietly moving the materials to the backseat of his car, throwing them everywhere. He’ll clean it up later so it doesn’t even matter. Scaramouche is moving his wings, seemingly already getting better. Although, Heizou cannot really tell if it is the angel putting on a more convincing farce, or the enhanced healing is working properly.

What he does notice is his phone ringing. Absent-mindedly, Heizou answers, not even checking the caller ID. “Hello?”

“Heizou…”

Heizou’s heart drops at the voice’s tone. He knows it’s Beidou, just because of how much he has interacted with her. But truthfully, he has never really heard her sound panicked. “Beidou, what’s wrong?”

“Kazuha needs you home, now.”

Heizou has never been one to ignore Kazuha’s requests, and he is not going to start now.

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https://twitter.com/MercuryJax/status/1682468577310576640?s=20

so i saw this thread on twitter and at first I got it but I'm a bit confused because while matty speaking up might make restrictions tighter surely that means no one is then allowed to say anything about what is going on therefore only leaving the very people who will get hurt to do the work??? and as much as the band have ultimately got out scott free they were not at no risk? like there was still a chance of imprisonment or violence? and I swear I saw someone mention how international awareness often helps push for change in these types of circumstances? and if he were to be an ally in the traditional sense by uplifting the voices of those in Malaysia is he not directly putting those people at risk? but I don't want to be like "you should be grateful he tried his best" but blaming him for speaking up seems counterproductive when the issue is the government?

also what you said earlier is so so so sweet genuinely 🥺 - 🐸

Yeah, I mean, like I said to the anon before, there was no damage-free option here. But I think the least acceptable option to the band would’ve been to say nothing at all. Like in no world was the 1975 going to perform in a homophobic country, take the money, do and say nothing, and walk away.

Also, like I said yesterday, if we only ever made acts of resistance when outcomes were 100% favorable (like nobody getting hurt, the band not getting blamed, no risk for any involved, etc) then nobody would ever do anything. But that’s not how the world works. Sure, as leftists or progressives, ideally, we would love for the band to have said what they said, and for the people of Malaysia to have been 100% exempt from any consequences, and then for the government to have said “ah yes we have now realized that we are oppressive and it’s bad and wrong and we shall change. Thanks Matty Healy, we truly needed you to knock some sense into us.” But that’s impossible and that wasn’t even the point of the whole thing.

Yeah, sometimes extraordinary circumstances like this do bring in international attention. Like, I can only speak on the U.S. but sometimes, a country will be struggling with health issues or with war or with systemic discrimination for agessss. And the US will be aware. And do nothing. Until just by accident, an American who happens to be visiting the country, ends up being caught up in whatever struggle or issue the country has, and then SUDDENLY! All the white people are horrified and up in arms about it. It’s a sad truth but it is how the world works. Cuz of white supremacy. So, yeah, Matty and Ross being dragged into the conversation has probably made it reach the eyes and ears of others who wouldn’t have cared.

I mean, all the people in my ask box degrading Matty right now, where were y’all all these years when Malaysians were being oppressed well before the 1975 even went there?

So, I guess what I’m saying is that the situation is probably somewhere in the middle of those two seemingly opposing possibilities. There’s likely some truth to both kinds of responses. But I think it wasn’t the intention behind this wasn’t to like fix homophobia once and for all. So it not being perfect means it’s fallen short. No. They never claimed to be politicians. Let alone Malaysian politicians. They saw an injustice. A group of people who are not as able to speak up for themselves. And they decided to do their part. It’s a STEP in the direction of having the conversation. But there’s still a lot to be done.

#🐸anon

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Obligatory Explanation Post

This is my long explanation of how my oc, Radek Antonov, is involved in The Owl House both episode wise and generally in the story. I’m putting it under a cut for when it pops up on people’s dashboards, but it’ll be linked in a pinned post on my blog later.

I’ll also put my TWs here.

While The Owl House remains pretty unchanged in its usual TWs, Radek’s backstory and relationships might be upsetting for some people. There’s mentions and descriptions of relationship abuse (emotional/verbal/physical), physical injuries, religious trauma, house burning, and death. Please read at your own discretion.

This isn’t a formal AU. I haven’t changed anything fundamental about the story aside from my character, Radek’s, involvement. “The Raddish House” is just a joke you don’t have to call it that.

Radek is a mild self insert. Obviously IRL I’m not a 9 foot tall witch from the boiling isles. But, a lot of aspects of Radek’s character are just exaggerated personality traits I have, and a lot of his experiences are similar to mine or metaphors for things I’ve gone through. For this reason, Radek is very very personal to me.

Alright now lets get to the fun stuff shall we?

Basic Information

First things first, Radek Antonov is bigender and uses any pronouns, including neos. This isn’t terribly relevant to the story but it’s fun! Radek is intended to be Czech-coded, obviously not actually czech because they’re a witch from the boiling isles, but yeah. Radek also has PTSD, which I also have.

I use he/him pretty consistently throughout this document to avoid confusion when referring to Radek.

Season 2

I want to cover how Radek appears in the show before going into his backstory since I think that’s basically how it’d work if he was actually in the show. These are rough outlines, not entirely “this is exactly how the episode would go”.

Debut Episode - “A White-Eyed Witch”

Summary: Luz and Eda seek out an old witch in the woods who might have ties to the human realm, but not everything is as it seems.

It opens on a scene similar to the ones from Phillip’s journals - but it’s not Phillip. A person named Radek claims to have taken his journal for the evening to detail what he’s about to do. In the shadow puppets, he has long hair and six fingers. He claims to be looking for something “Phillip deeply desires,” although Radek expresses doubts about the purpose of it or or even the likelihood it exists. The text ends with Radek wishing Phillip would even wish him good luck.

Eda and Luz realize Radek was likely one of Phillip’s “companions” on his adventures, though Eda expresses some confusion. An old house in the woods belongs to an Exiled Witch by the name of Radek, and after some convincing from Luz, they decide to visit him under the assumption he’s related to the witch in Phillip’s journal, as Eda remembers him having six fingers.

When they arrive, the house is dark but clearly not abandoned, just a little weathered. Decor lines the porch of the house. Eda and Luz knock nervously and after a moment are received by a black haired person who ducks through the door to look down at them. He does have the six fingers, and notably has one bright white eye, and a white dragon palisman that sits on his shoulder. He narrows his eyes on Luz, but greets them friendly enough and offers them tea inside. Eda is nervous the whole time, but Luz believes Radek to be genuine. There’s a distinct dissonance between the two wild witches, where Eda’s color scheme is red, and warm, she’s fun and motherly, with her house full of nick knacks and oddities for the hell of it, Radek’s color scheme is blue and cold, and the dimly lit house is littered with objects, books, and the occasional sacrificial knife. Half of Radek’s face remains covered by his hair and the shadows of the house.

Luz asks Radek if he knows anything about an ancestor of his who might have had journeys in the human realm, or even encountered a human. Radek sort of chuckles at this but nods, and explains that Luz might find some evidence of such a journey here. He directs her to his office down the hall to look through the books and journals there. He urges Eda to check the upstairs, however, saying his spare storage room might have a physical item. He reassures them nothing is dangerous, and they’re free to explore.

However, when Luz starts traveling down the hall, she finds it gets longer and the end of it further away the farther she walks, and that behind her, the open entrance to the dining-living room she once was in is different, instead a wall with a left and right turn. Suddenly trapped in an illusionist’s maze, she calls out for Eda and frantically runs along the halls to find steps upstairs.

Meanwhile, Eda is trapped in her own maze, the storage room of boxes expanding as she turns corners and looks behind them. Eventually after phasing through a stack, she realizes the trick and tries to search for Luz, wanting to get them out as soon as possible. Eventually she finds a knife and starts pulling at floorboards, though a hand suddenly appears over hers. Eda is just about to jab at the floorboards again when she sees it appear and looks up, Radek inches from her face. Radke urges her not to damage the house, as the illusion would only grow more angry. Eda condemns Radek for tricking them, but Radek merely smiles and shakes his head. It’s not Radek doing this. It’s the house. It has secrets it’d like to keep, and until Eda can prove she’s not there to destroy these secrets, it’ll keep her lost. Eda reaches for Radek but goes right through him, and he fades into smoke.

Luz quickly realizes the illusion isn’t harmful, just confusing, as theres no traps or anything out to get her. She takes a few deep breaths, and tries to clear her mind and remember what exactly she’s looking for. She wants to find blueprints, or at least a guide, for how to construct a portal back to the human realm herself. When she opens her eyes, the hallway is straight ahead and leads to one, singular door. When Luz enters, Radek turns to look at her and smiles. He doesn’t say anything, and Luz suddenly passes out.

After the fade to black, Luz wakes up with Eda hugging her, also asleep, on the ground outside the house. She wakes Eda up and shows her the blueprints and spare letters she acquired and Eda has whittling tools - with the symbol of an owl carved into the hilts.

Appearance in Elsewhere and Elsewhen

This episode is complicated...I don’t have everything written out yet, but Radek is very much present in it. I’m still debating if Radek is Phillip’s companion throughout the episode or if Radek isn’t there and make an appearance at the end. but either way, Luz recognizes Radek. He also presses a kiss to Phillip’s head at some point to indicate their relationship. Good times had by all. Phillip asks for time alone to reveal the collector and eat the palisman at the end.

Additional Scene in Hollow Mind

Throughout Hollow Mind Radek is pictured in some of the background memories.

Hunter runs away at the end of Hollow Mind after throwing off his cloak. We get an additional scene of him running and ending up somewhere in the woods. He stops to get his bearings and hyperventilate, looking around frantically. A cloaked shadowy figure with one white eye appears behind, but is quickly revealed by the lighting to just be Radek, who Hunter backs up into. Radek smiles kindly when he looks down at him, and Hunter’s shoulders relax a bit.

Labyrinth Runners & S2 Finale

Hunter is implied to stay with Radek and in Labyrinth Hunters hasn’t been staying at Hexside, but rather with Radek, who has given him some hand-me-downs. He sneaks out when Radek leaves for errands, however, and goes to Hexside to investigate his options. Gus makes a joke his clothes are “remarkably mint-condition” given the era they’re from and Hunter gives him a confused look. The episode mostly progresses as normal.

I don’t have as much of a long draft of how Radek’s existence affects the happenings of the final 3 episodes of S3, but regardless, Radek chooses to look after Hunter and the other kids but eventually ends up with Belos in his throne room. It’s probably some sort of capture, since Belos for all intensive purposes means to take Radek with him to the human realm. When Luz arrives, it’s not quite clear what exactly happened, but there’s some unbound rope and an unconscious Radek at the foot of the portal. A broken palisman lies nearby, and Belos stands up to look back at Kikirmora and Luz. Radek weakly turns to look at him, reaching up for a moment before passing out. His hand holds his ankle enough to trip him slightly, however, and he looks back at Radek’s unconscious body with concern for a moment before Luz tries to jump him.

In the end, Radek ends up going through the portal with the kids and embraces all of them as they go through. He’s shown with a hand on Hunter’s shoulder in front of Camila’s house later on.

Season 3 - Thanks to Them

IDEALLY this season would have been totally full so I could explain every arc that Radek goes through but unfortunately that doesn’t happen. I have so many ideas, I have no doubt I’ll end up updating this eventually to include more of my full thoughts.

There’s the scene montage with the kids living in the human realm for months and it’s interspersed also with Radek there. He’s generally shown wearing a loose sweater and sweatpants, and theres a moment where Hunter goes into his “bedroom” is the abandoned house and he’s got one glowy white eye in the darkness, and he screams (it’s played for comedy). Eventually Radek gets a nicer outfit and an eyepatch. It’s meant to be implied Radek went through a depressive state before managing to pull himself out of it, with a little help from Camila. In my brain where there’s a full season 3, so much stuff happens including a backstory episode but oh well. Radek and Camila also DEFINITELY have a thing for each other that is obvious to everyone aside from them.

Later in Thanks to Them, Hunter calls Radek mom, this is pretty normal for them. Radek still seems to be a bit of homebody, mostly due to his alarmingly unnatural appearance. He can shrink, but only for small periods of time and notably has a distaste for it. He can’t really write everything off as body mods like the witchlets can. However, he likes to help out Camila around the house and takes care of things like chores and keeping an eye on the kids.

Radek enjoys the Halloween festivities and wears a nun costume with some blood splatter and a fake knife to greet kids at the door with, and stays home with Camila and Vee. However, later, when Camila comes running to find Hunter possessed, Radek comes along too to rescue them. Belos offers for Radek to come with him but he refuses, wanting to stay with Hunter and their new family. He leaves with Hunter through the portal at the end and looks back at Camila with a frightened gaze.

So what the actual hell is really happening?

First, some context for the Wittebros: they’re Puritans, but less because their family was and more so because their community was.

Caleb and Phillip were orphaned at a young age. Their mom was burned at the stake for being a “witch”, and their father, unable to cope, abandoned them. Caleb took his younger brother Phillip and ran, having to essentially raise himself and his younger brother.

Phillip and Caleb were involved in the religious aspects of their community at Gravesfield and took up witch hunting, though Caleb, who remembered their mother’s death, quickly had doubts about it. Phillip was too young to remember and found a lot of comfort in their religious community and fell further into it while Caleb fell out of it.

Phillip and Caleb are German and know both German and English.

Why does Radek know Phillip?

Radek found Phillip after one of his first trips to the demon realm. He ended up there accidentally after his brother told him a story about it. After arriving there he passed out from the shock and Radek found him, kicked him to see if he was alive, and when Phillip promptly screamed awake Radek invited him inside for some food and an ice pack for the kick. They hit it off pretty quickly and were good friends. Phillip tolerated Radek being a witch because Radek was exceptionally kind to him and made him feel seen.

Phillip, Caleb, Evelyn and Radek were amiable with one another for a long time. Phillip always had reservations about the demon realm and felt their crossing over was not a good thing, but kept these feelings to himself. His love for Radek especially kept these feelings buried.

Phillip confessed his love to Radek by giving him one of his crosses, their version of a promise ring, and the cross that hangs higher on his chest is still that cross. The back is inscribed with their initials.

Their peace would not last long. One night Caleb confesses he has plans to live in the demon realm with Evelyn. Permanently. This releases all of Phillip’s pent up feelings about the demon realm, their crossing over, and etc. In their argument, they accidentally knock over some candles and set the house on fire. Phillip prevents their escape and instead challenges his brother to a knife duel. If Phillip wins, Caleb stays, and if Caleb wins, he can go.

Phillip kills his brother by stabbing him in the gut and leaves him to bleed out.

When the house is just a few ashes he takes Caleb’s coat and the knife, running away and ends up in the demon realm. He confesses that Caleb is dead to Radek, and they both cry and grieve before Radek asks him some questions about how. Phillip is covered in blood - and Radek begins to put together the pieces, but when Phillip yells at him, Radek simply believes it was an accident and that stirring him won’t help.

After this, they come to find out the portal between their realms in closed.

Whats the deal with Radek helping Phillip?

Radek helps Phillip find a way to get back to the human realm under the assumption its because he wishes to still move between them. Radek becomes his “companion” in many of these journals and Phillip notes that he doesn’t perish. Instead, there’s a later entry that Phillip writes where he claims Radek has disappeared. I’ll cover their disappearance (& reappearance) later.

Radek is relatively unaware of his intentions to destroy the demon realm but realizes them slowly after his development of the first grimwalker and his cult.

After Radek speaks with his grimwalker/golden guard named Conrad, and sees he looks not-quite-like Caleb, Radek confronts Phillip and says he won’t help him anymore, telling him to stop, before Radek has to stop him himself. He refuses, and out of rage, uses his “magic” on Radek, blackening his eye and spreading those branching marks out from it. He was absorbing some of Radek’s magic this way, but stops after Radek collapses, writhing in pain and wailing and crying. He leaves Radek there.

So why is Radek still alive and still young?

Radek didn’t go through eating palismen or anything like that.

Phillip convinced Radek he was frightened his mission wouldn’t succeed within his lifetime and asked him to find him the cure for death - immortality. Radek was hesitant at first but knew already of where to go to find it. By the Titans head. He promises Phillip he’ll come back with something, and says he’ll leave the next day in the afternoon to prepare. Before he leaves, he takes Phillip’s journal and writes his own entry in it, which Luz and Eda see.

When he arrives at his destination, he finds a pool of titan’s blood and jars some of it, puts it in his bag. He holds onto this, but doesn’t seem to be under the impression that’s what he’s looking for. He walks further into the cavern and suddenly slips and falls, hitting a large stalagmite and slicing his arm clean off. Bleeding out, crying, and in his pained state trying to put his arm back on, a large, dormant G-d awakens from her slumber and sees Radek. In her sleep, she’d been keeping an eye on Phillip, and having finally lured Radek there, she promises she can give Radek what he’s looking for: Immortality. But only to Radek. It would prevent him from bleeding out in the cavern and going unnoticed in history. But there was a condition - Radek would give something up for it, and he’d have to keep an eye on Phillip until he died.

Radek accepted immediately, frightened of death and assuming the Gd would simply take his arm or another physical aspect of him. However, when he wakes up later, still in pain and bleeding out, he doesn’t immediately realize what the Gd took. That is, until he comes back with his arm off, and sees Phillip, and he suddenly feels only emptiness staring at him. All the joy, glee, or positive emotions he might’ve felt at returning to his lover are gone - replaced with an emptiness, and Radek realizes that was the cost of his immortality. Not his arm, not a sense, but half of his emotions.

Phillip instantly notices this change in Radek but brushes it off as the pain, and sews his arm back on. It...heals.

Radek is unconditionally immortal and doesn’t age or die.

Final Thoughts & Conclusion

This probably gonna be updated as I have more ideas. For now this is everything canon. The only part I didn’t mention is that Radek and Camila are endgame, not Radek and Belos. If you haven’t gotten it by now, Belos and Radek are not healthy for each other and never will be! I’ll expand upon more intimate moments between them through my art and writing and that’ll hopefully be shown pretty clearly. Phillip still actively gaslights, betrays, and hurts Radek. Radek stays because he loves him and he doesn’t really know what it should be like.

Radek eventually gets his emotions back thanks to Hunter. The joy he feels having him for a son eventually cracks the “lock” the Gd put on his emotions and he feels happy again.

I hope you enjoyed :)

#talks #toh oc #toh #the owl house #the owl house oc

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lovewheeler · 2 years

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YOU ASKED AND SHALL RECEIVE.

we all know mike has anger issues, cmon. teen boy, goes thru literal hell?? easily an angry boy

what does he take his frustration out on? why you, of course!

what made him so angry this time, though?

let me tell you, dear friend.

sitting next to one of his friends (eddie, will, dustin, anyone), holding their new sibling or cousin, something along those lines

the way you were so gentle with the infant, cradling it so so carefully, kissing its little head and treating like it was your own

it made him jealous, for whatever reason. he couldny figure it out, until he did.

he wanted you to do that with HIS kids, not someone related to his friends.

so as soon as he got the chance, he pulled you away without a word, locking the both of you in the closest room he could find. suddenly you were pushed againdt the door, hearing him growl like a fucking animal as he shoved your skirt down

"fucking- fuck," he growls, pushing your panties down. "gotta- shit, need you fill you up. need you full"

you were confused, gasping as he ran his fingets between your pussy lips. "m-mikey, what-"

"ill tell you what," he shoved his fingers in, huffing at the whine you let out "seeing you with that baby? i dont want you doing that to any other baby but /ours/, understand?"

of course it throws you off, but the thought of him filling you to the brim? pumping you full of his seed, claiming you on a whole other level?

well, fuck, my friend. how could you say no?

i genuinely can’t handle this right now

#love letters.

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chaoticcat32 · 1 year

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Little Hellfire situation with Vamp!Eddie

It was the night Eddie had been waiting for. The first Hellfire meeting since he got back from the upside down.

The rest of Hellfire agreed to meet in Mike Wheeler’s basement, school being put on a short pause due to recent events.

The basement was a big, open space. Plenty big enough for Eddie to be in his larger form and still have leftover room for the rest of the club.

As they all entered, one by one, each member looked up at Eddie, confused as to why he had chosen to DM in this form instead of being normal size. Little did they know, Eddie had a very specific reason for doing so.

Eventually everyone filtered in, taking their seats at the table in front of the vampire. There was Will, who was staying in Hawkins for the time being, Dustin, Mike, El, and Lucas. Everyone else in Hellfire was either forced to evacuate or couldn’t make it. Eddie frowned at the dismal crowd, he was used to a much larger one. At least Steve was there to watch. Well, Steve claimed he was needed there to supervise ‘just in case’. His words, not Eddie’s.

Either way, he was more than ready to get back into his role of DM-ing. Will was also more than happy to take a break and get to actually be a player.

Eddie had Steve dim the lights, which he grumbled about, not understanding how important ambiance was in D&D. Eddie just rolled his eyes and got ready to set the stage.

“So, all you little baby adventurers find themselves sitting in the tavern that hosts the adventurer’s guild of the town, ready to start their careers. A man walks up to each of you, looking you in the eyes. “Yes,” he says, “I see it in you all. You shall be the brave few who help me on my quest.” The man-“

“What does he look like!?” Interjected Dustin.

Eddie glared. “I was getting to that.”

“Sorry.” Dustin shrank a little in his seat.

“As I was saying, the man is dressed in a dark, hooded cloak, not revealing much of his body. You can see wisps of grey hair peeking out from the hood, framing a gnarled-looking face with many scars. One particular scar leads across his left eye, which is covered by an eyepatch.”

There were whispers amongst the players at the description, questions rising in their throats.

“So… Do you take up his offer?”

More whispers among the group, before a voice says:

“I’d like to make a perception check.”

“Roll for me.”

“It's… aw shit. I got a 12.“

“The man seems genuine.”

The group converses one more time before ultimately deciding to follow the hooded man.

“The man leads you down the central street, as night begins to fall. Eventually, you reach the town gate and he leads you outside into the forest.”

“I ask him how much farther this mission is.”

“”Not far,” he responds. “In fact, we’re almost there.” Do you continue to follow?”

“I mean if we’ve come this far…”

“You keep walking for maybe three minutes, and the man stops. “Here.” He says.”

The players exchange nervous glances, wondering what this guy possibly wanted.

“The man raises his hand, muttering something under his breath. He turns to you, a wicked grin spread across his face.”

“Shit, shit! What the hell does this guy want?!”

“All of a sudden, the ground starts to shake, cracks appear at the surface and spread into deep gouges. Crawling from the cracks, their gnarled and rotted flesh-covered hands gripping the sides of the chasm, are twelve gross, decaying…. ZOMBIES!”

The shout at the end makes the party jump, shortly before sounds of protest arise.

“Twelve?! We’re only level one dude!”

“Yea, there’s no way we can take all of them!”

Eddie just grins, diving back into his dialogue.

“The man behind them laughs wickedly, before disappearing in a cloud of smoke.”

The players begin desperately fighting against the zombies for their lives, slicing with swords, stabbing with daggers, and shooting arrows. But being outnumbered, it’s not long before…

“No, no, no! My character’s down!” Will shouts.

Eddie grins even wider, he’d been waiting for this moment to happen, after all. He quickly scoops Will up into his hand, raising him above his head and dangling him over his open maw.

“In this campaign, your friends are gonna be the ones rolling your death saves. So, are you guys just going to sit there or save your friend?”

The group looks on in horror, realizing that this game they were playing had real-life consequences. Then the shouting starts.

“Shit shit! Who’s gonna make his death saves!?”

“I don’t know, you do it!”

“Me?! I don’t want that on my shoulders!”

“Well neither do I!”

Amongst the shouting, El picks up one of the D20s on the table and rolls it.

“One is good, right?”

The teens all stop abruptly and look at her, then slowly look to the die. As soon as they lay their eyes on it, their faces shift to horror.

“That’s two automatic failures!“

“Shit!”

“No, El, one is not good!”

Amongst the chaos, a voice sounds from higher up in the room, above them all.

“Uh guys…please help me!”

Will cries out in terror as he’s lowered to just above the open maw, sharp fangs framing his inescapable doom.

“Just one more fail and your friend is gone for good!”

Eddie looked absolutely menacing, a terrible grin on his face as he licked at Will’s feet.

No one noticed Steve in the corner, growing more and more worried and upset as he watched everything play out.

Another round of combat against the zombies came and went, everyone barely holding on until it was once again Will’s turn.

“Ok, no offense, but how about El doesn’t roll this time.”

“Lucas!”

“What!?”

“Tick tock boys~”

“Fine, I'll do it!” Shouts Dustin, shakily picking up the D20.

He holds it in both hands, shaking it and whispering to it from the outside.

“Come on, come on. Please don’t fail, please don’t fail!”

He finally releases the die, and it falls to the table, rolling across the surface. It rolls and rolls until it finally comes to a stop at the edge of the table. The number on its top face reading…

“NO!”

“NO, A NINE? YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!”

“Looks like time is up for you, Byers.” Eddie says menacingly, snarling and opening his jaws wide. “It was nice knowing you.”

He then drops a screaming Will into his mouth and licks over him, thoroughly soaking him in saliva. He then quickly gulps the smaller boy down, sending him directly to his belly.

There are shouts and cries from the rest of the party, having to watch the demise of their dear friend.

It was then that Steve stood up from where he was sitting, shaking in both fear and anger.

“Seriously, dude, don’t you think that was a bit too far?” He shouted, watery pinpricks at the corners of his eyes.

He then storms out of the house, using the large back door of the walk-out basement.

The rest of the party looks on in confusion and worry.

“But… we’re just playing…”

“Yea, doesn’t Steve know that?”

Eddie looks at the door with hurt in his eyes. He then turns back to the party, feigning annoyance that his game was interrupted.

“Ugh, I guess I’ll go get him.” He says, rolling his eyes.

He makes his way to the door, barely being able to squeeze himself through it at this size, and shuts it behind him. He sees Steve crouched down next to the door, his head hidden behind his knees.

“Harrington?”

Steve snaps his head up, and Eddie can immediately tell he’d been crying. Still was, in fact.

“Hey man, it’s just a-“

“Don’t ‘hey man’ me, those kids were terrified! Don’t you think you could have toned it down just a little bit? You… you were scaring me back there…”

“I was going to say it’s just a game! Sure, I get a little intense while DM-ing, but they know that! They were just playing along.”

“They, they’re not scared?“

“Not for real, I’d never make them do anything they didn’t want to do, you know that, right?“

“I- yeah, yeah I know. Those kids’d make pretty good actors. At least to me anyways.” Steve laughed a little.

“Yeah,” came a voice from Eddie’s middle. “We’re all just playing the game. I’m ok in here, really.”

“Ok then, I guess I’ll keep that in mind for next time. Didn’t know this game was so intense.”

Steve began to walk towards the door when he was stopped by a giant hand.

“Oh, no. Don’t think you’re getting off that easily.”

“Huh?”

Steve yelped as Eddie plucked him up by that back of his shirt, bringing him in front of his face.

“Comere, Harrington.”

Eddie then gently tossed him into his mouth and swallowed him down. He slipped down the massive throat and soon fell into the stomach, meeting Will inside.

“Hey Steve.”

“Hey.”

Eddie then made his way back inside, telling everyone that all was well.

“Ok, now that that’s taken care of… let’s continue.”

#safe vore #soft vore #stranger things vore #vampire eddie munson #eddie munson #steve harrington

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