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homestuckreplay · 1 month ago

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i bet the SORD….. deals negative damage to enemies

(page 1817-1828)

After a long four days without updates (it’s convention season), Homestuck is BACK and I am so excited to be back. We pick back up with this beautiful panel of Jade’s dreambot surrounded by clouds, stars, lilypads… and frogs. Frogs which have previously been referred to as ‘Cherished Idol[s]’ that ‘play a special role in [John’s] quest’ but are also ‘ILLEGAL CONTRABAND’ (p.1358), and are simultaneously ‘sacred/illicit’ (p.1359). So the fact that they’re just hanging out here on Jade’s very Skaia-influenced island, hours at most before her entry into the Medium, has to be relevant.

Jade has built Dave’s house up to the First Gate here, and we previously saw Dave so the same to Rose’s (p.1689) so everyone is ready to progress in the game except for Jade herself, who’s stuck until John finds that disc. Jade is also directly in the narrative text again, which isn’t even weird because she’s so used to engaging with cosmic forces far beyond her control, I just find it worth noting each time. Finally, Jade has an entourage of Prospit agents watching her build, which is very cute. Maybe this tweet from a day before this page was posted has something to do with it.

Jade then reveals that her ‘neighbor in the other tower is supposed to be waking up soon’ (p.1819) which simply does not feel right. John has such a full schedule – he’s in the veil, he needs to do some ectobiology that he put on the suit for, he needs to talk to carcinoGeneticist again, he needs to go back to LOWAS, find the server disc and get Jade into the Medium, he needs to tell his friends about this Reckoning that’s about to happen, he might still be trying to save his dad, and now he’s also got to take a nap?? Of course he should sleep if he’s tired but his to do list within the story is REALLY piling up while everyone else is just alchemizing and building. We gotta cut back to John soon because I’m worried about him.

Then, Dave wakes up and starts alchemizing, and gets a little weird with it. He has more base materials to work with than Rose as he has all of future Dave’s stuff and I think he’s also less interested in being economical with grist, so here’s what he’s made so far.

iShades (Sunglasses && iPhone) – I think there is no need to give Apple this free publicity but it is cute that the Daves now have matching sunglasses.

Turntop (Timetables && Computer) – oh it has time powers you say?? perhaps the power to send messages through time? That almost doesn’t seem right because I feel like future Dave would have sent messages to his friends in the past if he later developed that power. Still, it’s possible the trolls did get those powers through some smart alchemy combinations. Anyway the two half keyboards feel intrinsically wrong somehow even though I know in my heart that is how typing works.

Red Plush Puppet Tux (Suit || Red Smuppet) – Hey Dave, why exactly do you want to wear a puppet? Why do you wanna be wrapped in the thing that’s tormented you your whole life? Also much like Rose’s velvet/wool dress, this thing will get WAY too hot for adventuring. These kids have never heard of breathable fabrics and Dave is on a lava planet. Dave also speculates about how the original suit was made, ending with ‘That's how you would have made it anyway.’ (p.1823). I don’t think this will get answered but I’d personally like it if Dave was wrong about this, just like he was wrong when he told John Davesprite ‘wouldnt give a shit’ about being told he wasn’t the real Dave (p.1692). Honestly I think that past versions of me would also misunderstand and misinterpret my current self so seeing that played out with Dave, especially when he’s so confident he’s right, is super interesting to me.

Broken Scarlet Ribbitar (Broken Caledscratch && Ruby Frog) – This is the first time we’ve seen the name of Dave’s sword, ‘Caledscratch’. A quick search for ‘caled sword’ pulls up a 2008 Arthurian mythology article saying that Caledfwlch was the early Welsh name for Excalibur, and Caladbolg was a sword belonging to an Irish folk hero, both from the Welsh/Irish word for ‘hard’. So ‘Caledscratch’ = ‘hard scratch’ which, yeah, that’s exactly what a sword does I guess. ‘Scratch’ could also refer to a record scratch, appropriate for the record on its hilt. Sometimes the names of things in this comic annoy me because in all my years of DMing I’ve never come up with anything this good.

Scarlet Ribbitar (Unbroken Caledscratch && Ruby Frog) – This is confirmation on how the sword actually works – Dave ‘dial[s] back CALEDSCRATCH'S little turntable, rewinding the sword to a point in its history before it was broken’ (p.1826). This was sort of implied by seeing it in action during ‘[S] Dave: Accelerate’ (p.1641) but it stated outright here. Anyway, neither this or the broken version get made because they cost millions of a mystery grist, perhaps a frog themed grist given the importance of frogs. Either way, I think combining anything with a frog will be an expensive item. Also I’d love to see what the reverse combination (Caledscratch || Ruby Frog) would look like – a frog with a sword for a tongue that can rewind/fast forward between tadpole and frog??

SORD….. – (Prop Sword && Hella Jeff) – This costs 0 grist and is completely unusable as a weapon. Sburb is like I don’t care just have this and get it away from my fancy technology. The fact that it turns not only the sword but also Dave himself and the panel he’s in to a SBAHJ quality level - and turns the alchemiter display font to Comic Sans - is potentially very disturbing, and could maybe be weaponized (for example, prototyping a sprite with a SORD….. might depower enemies a whole lot). I actually really badly want to make a SORD….. in real life and to cosplay this version of Dave at Comic Con this fall or something even though I super don’t have the time/money. Its design is as compelling as it is ridiculous.

Snoop Dogg Snow Cone Machete (Snoop && Air Conditioner || Caledscratch) – Okay I was confused about the Peanuts characters but having researched this, Snoop Dogg was a big fan of Peanuts and took his name from Snoopy, so it does make sense, even though I think Dave would find Peanuts way too earnest. I guess it makes sense for Dave to make an ice themed weapon given the heat of his planet, but this honestly reminds me of John’s Wrinklefucker (p.1068) – it’s a cool idea and looks useful, but doesn’t perfectly fit the character’s vibe.

To be continued, probably. We haven’t yet seen a panel of Dave surrounded by all his sweet loot so I’m sure he has more up his sleeve.

#homestuck #reaction #i met some new cool people the other day and they are basically persuading me to get back into writing fiction #i have some vague ideas for a wizard story i might have to start putting to paper #rose’s mom would be proud of me maybe #(also one of the people i met was like 'is that a homestuck sticker on your laptop?' if only they knew.....)#chrono

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ihavetoomanyocsdealwithit · 3 months ago

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Jafar VII

Jafar’s statue always looked stiff to her. The clouds pooling at his feet heavy with storm, the feather in his turban that should sway with the wind. If there were any that looked wrong captured in stone, she felt that Jafar’s was the worst.

Iago shifts his eyes away from it, a rumble in his stomach as he looked at him trapped again and again. He mumbles a curse under his breath, handing her the mirror.

“So sour,” Ursula laughs, “Come now, it’s a celebration! Let’s shake this baby loose!”

Yuu does laugh, near impossible when Ursula shimmies so unashamedly. If she could live as audaciously as Ursula, well, life wouldn’t be boring. She had seen her stroll through the house with tentacles even just to flow better, though she chose legs for today, the only hint of them beneath the large circle of her dress the soft click of boots.

“It gets a bit easier every time.” Yuu mutters, releasing the breath with Iago kneeling right behind her. The mirror glints harshly.

The space between feels less foggy and certainly less frantic than the last time she was here. There are 3 places that feel cold beside her, but that’s to be expected. She’s about to take another of them.

But it isn’t cold in front of her. No, it’s almost too hot, like marching across the oasis again. She takes in another breath, slowly releasing through her nose. It’s a bit different, with a familiar. The imbuements hurt, briefly, but always bring her to her knees. She has no idea what to expect with him.

Jafar shows clear as day, as opposed to the whispering mirages around him. Older, wiser, tired. He leans down to match her, all that elegance magnified as he wipes her brow.

“You are doing well.” he mumbles, “Far better than the first time you came here. Say the words and I will be free. Iago will anchor you far better than the mirror.”

There is a pulse, a comfort, and she takes a breath.

“Bippity” the hot wind howls against her ears “Boppity” the sound of twisting metal sinks it’s way beneath her skin “Boo”

Yuu wakes up in Ursula’s arms, panting against the coolness of her skin. She feels like she just woke up from a nap in the sun, sticky and sweaty.

“Well done, angelfish.” She whispers. “Well done. He’s not an easy one, being a magical being himself, but you managed it.”

Him and Iago are nowhere to be seen though. In her shaking hands is an obsidian black lamp, rubies shining like blood on the edges.

“Is he?” she gestures down.

“He is. You freed the spirit, make no mistake, but he and Iago curbed as much as they could in order to make it easier on you. We will rub the lamp and get him out once we are home.”

She slumps in Ursula’s hold as she easily carries her back to Ramshackle. She wanted to walk proudly back, but her body just feels exhausted.

Jafar’s room is of course done with whatever pieces from old Scarabina dorm she had, though Kalim had been more than happy to contribute tapestries, pillows and other lush things that she would have never been able to make much less afford. She had created Jafar’s room to be based more on science, since the others tended toward different academic themes anyway.

Ursula pauses at the door, a potion cradled in her hands for brief rejuvenation. She really hates the taste of these things now, no matter how sweetened she makes it.

“Alright.” She mumbles, shinning the black metal in her hands, “Let’s meet you officially.”

Iago flies out first, shaking his feathers as the smoke forms into something more solid.

Jafar looks better like this, she thinks, watching the silk of his robe move, a stretch in his back that pops down the vertebrae.

“Nice to meet you, little thief.” His body slides like a coil into a cushion on the floor. “Here, allow me.”

A tea set, she assumes as much, far different from Mary’s, floats to the low table in front of her, a flame from his fingertip setting the tealight up.

“Thief?”

“Oh yes,” he chuckles, spooning out something sharp and spicy into the gold cups. “A cunning man never plays by the rules. He learns to bend and shape them to his will or hide when he cannot. A thief of intent. That is what you are, or at least, what you will be.”

“Hope you like riddles,” Iago pipes up, “Because you are about to hear a lot of them.”

“Hush!” Jafar snips, but it’s so familiar and so fond that she can’t help but lean into the softness of it.

This will be fine, even if she won’t have as much time with him as the others. Jamil and Kalim are double the workload of the others, but essential. They are two halves of the whole. They both need help if the plan is to work.

Yuu takes a breath, chugs the potion and waits for the boiling point.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #disney twst #stone heart au #twst yuu #twst great 7 #twst the great 7

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cultkinkcoven · 15 days ago

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NSFW MINORS DNI

The timeline of this is gonna be confusing for you guys (but not for me so lol sorry)

These bits about these fragmented dreams was written yesterday morning.

“So last night’s dream was extremely fragmented and I can’t even remember most of it, but I do very distinctly remember being in that shop again (There’s some sort of magic shop, crystal shop? Always has the most beautiful tools and supplies I have ever seen and I am always??? Too broke to afford any of it). Last night I stole?? I stole! I was a sneaky thief and I hovered beneath the shelves and stole a tarot deck- it was explicitly a “Tarot of Lucifer” deck, omg it was so gorgeous. And I also stole a couple incense cones from a wooden bin. I succeeded? I think? I got out of there and I used the cones and cards outside in the woods ? FUCK I can’t remember what cards I pulled. But I remember recollecting on it as a victory.

ALSO another one, on a beach, at night. Roaring ocean waves, and all the rocks were crystals. But it was somehow also simultaneously daytime??? The beach was split into these sections we would walk across that were daytime. Idk how to explain that, very liminal. Me and my friends were there collecting crystals. And my homie asked me if I was gonna give one to Lucifer- it was a ruby or something. And for some reason I remember being like “no, he already has one.” ?? which is weird because I don’t feel like I ordinarily would have said that. Idk. I probably forgot something. “

I spend a large part of that day studying with Lucifer, Gematric and magical tablet stuff. Basically spent the whole day deep in that mf grimoire. And then I set up this little altar thing in the living room with the fountain I just got (I’ll show that later, she’s beautiful).

That day at around maybe 3-4pm I decided to do shrooms and enter into a ritual. 1, because I was bored- my bf was fixing on the cars and he had my charger so both my phone and ipad were dead (till he got home), 2- Thought it was the only real slot of time I’d get before having to go back to working and thinking and shit, 3- hadn’t gotten the opportunity to do some serious ritual work on shrooms yet. My homie got me some for my birthday, why not.

I was actually half watching Naruto with my roommate when the drugs started to hit, and I kind of just quietly slipped away and was like “I’mma go take a nap.”

Quite simple set up this time, I only lit one candle (his), got him (and I) a bit of water, made some sigils, oil, incense, the works. I also ate leftover lasagne because I needed a chaser with the shrooms.

It started soft. He came pretty promptly but he meandered. Chanting his enn felt really really good.

We were working in his office, the same stuff I was working on before I fell into him- those tablets and squares. I’ve always found magical squares to be really difficult to understand, probably because I’m bad at math. He says they’re very powerful tools so I tried. So confusing though, and purposely so.

And he was helping me do my homework, all the while smoking. And at some point he made himself a drink, and then another, and another. He offered me a smoke, I accepted. It hit me a bit harder than usual, I started to feel wavy and giddy almost immediately. It was a really nice high, more embodied than weed is even in my waking “real” life. The shrooms were definitely to thank for that.

We started chatting about the work, I was asking him a lot of questions, and then eventually we ended up talking about whatever. Lots of different topics, it went to cars and the steadily increasing speed of human travel through history, absurdist art and graffiti, then train hopping and vagabonds, then substances, addiction. It was obvious he was feeling very chatty I was still working somewhat though, still reading and going back to my books, asking him questions about what I was doing. I was into it, I was like, super interested in the squares, perhaps because they were coming alive for me. And I was fascinated by them. And for a while I thought this trip would really just be me getting a super in depth metaphysical break down of magic and occult theories and shit.

He wandered around the room and fiddled with things. I would hesitate to call him restless but it was something like it. Maybe just playfully wandering. But he did eventually settle.

I was laying on the floor with my books all in front of me. He was up on the couch watching me. At some point he kicked my ass with his foot playfully. He was barefoot.

He did that a couple times, just small ways of distracting me. He slid down into the couch and hung off of it, his head dangling in front of me, his hair (black today) laid over my pages. Another very aesthetically pleasing moment.

“If you-” he had kind of started, but I had awkwardly pecked his cheek, a strange awkward timing- and that was something that revealed his altered state more than anything else actually. I don;t know how to explain that he wasn’t clumsy, he wasn’t awkward, didn’t even necessarily seem drunk by any means (besides how kind of excited he was) - but his and my timing, the way we moved or the timing at which things occurred was just slightly off, that was what was clumsy. We’d bump into each other, or he’d start talking when I’d start talking.

And he smiled. Oh yes, something different about that smile, what is that? It’s almost uncanny if that’s possible because it’s beautiful. But idk, non-human maybe. And holy moly, did he ever smell like liquor. Oh man, he smelled like a bar. I didn’t think he’d drank that much, he drinks all the time and doesn’t smell so strongly of alcohol. His face was flushed.

“If you were a God what would you be the God of?” he asked. And drank his drink ??? upside down? Like lmao - like he was right side up. Just kind of inexplicably was able to not have gravity affect his drink which, I mean- is doable for a God but was just so bewildering at the time. Mind you I also felt very high, and more weird shit like this kept occuring.

“I usually try not to think of myself that way,” I answered. I kind of started touching his face. Idk, I wasn’t really doing anything, just like stroking his skin, his little facial hairs.

And he let himself slide down the rest of the way off of the couch. Audibly made a sound of annoyance, ugh, completely layed over all of my books, my pens. Said “why do you never want to have fun?” like a child. WHAT? I literally laughed out loud, “okay. Idk. I think I would maybe be the God of something having to do with deity work or spirit communication idk.”

And he slapped my ass, like hard- really hard, it stang down my whole leg, and I screamed and cried like wtf ow

And he was like “wrong, try again.”

?????????? wrong ????????? mother fucker?????? You asked me my fucking opinion???

And he was like “no I asked you a question and you got it wrong.” Sipping his drink again.

“Are you actually drunk? Like are you actually drunk for real?” I asked. And he made a face like a fucking toddler being caught with cookie all over his face.

“Nooo……”

“Because Gods can’t get drunk,” I said through a laugh, “is this some form of communication you’re doing, Lucifer?”

And he mocked me, again like a child. “Gods can’t get drunk- you know-”

And he like, propped himself over me in a weird way, “you human beings sure like to make a lot of STATEMENTS about what GODS can and cannot DO-!” he was almost yelling. Oh wow, yeah, he is drunk. And I went to say something, I don’t even remember what it was, and he put his hand inside my mouth. Went “yeah yeah yea , ANSWER the question, the question, the question.”

Lmfao???? I bit his hand, hard, because that slap on my ass really did hurt. He pulled his hand away from me like I was a bird or a dog or something- like some kind of animal you’re somehow surprised and confused is actually biting you- which is absurd.

“God of pissing you off,” I answered.

He sat himself on top of me, which somehow didn’t immediately kill me, but he was heavy. And he was like “That’s closer!”

“God of inquisition?” I said, that was a genuine one. He shook his head.

“God of, idk… observation? Hyper-fixation? Vessel-hood?”

He smiled wide, and oh my goods, guys, ,, how do I even describe this. His smile was so devilish, but also so juvenile, “vessel-hood, No, no. .. Closer though.”

I gave an exasperated breath. Is it ????? possible to run out of breath in a dream? Swirling in my chest. Fluttering. Shrooms, right.

And he lifted up, propped himself over me in a more overt way. Grabbed my face.

“Do you want a hint?” he whispered. Oh. I nodded my head.

He started undressing. Oh ?

Oh? Oh? I wasn’t expecting it. I was but I wasn’t. Why wouldn’t I? I don’t know, somehow it still surprised me.

“When uh- when humans invoke you Shi, if humans were ever going to invoke you Shi, I think it would be to learn how to fuck their God,” he said in a half whisper, still smiling, smiling almost bashfully, devilishly.

WTF

“Or maybe just me, especially me,” he added, “That’s what I think you uniquely inspire people to do, I think that’s what you’re really good at.”

I really was speechless. It was like a shock to my system in a weird way, both sobered and dazed me. Made my heart pound.

“Are you high?” he asked, “how high are you?”

I didn’t really know. I mean yes, I was. But I also really didn’t think I was as high as he was. I was definitely ascending though.

“Yeah, I.. I’m high.

“Do you like that when you’re high?” he asked, sort of gripping my leg.

Again. ??? We’ve done that many times when I’ve been high. (not this high) “Yeah.”

“Do you like that when I’m high?” he then asked again.

Oh. I…….. don’t know……. That’s never…… happened……………

I made a face, it probably looked panicked.

“Do you?” I asked back. He raised my shirt a little bit, looked up it loudly.

“Mmmmmmmm. Probably.” -very short, “but you’d get me in weird mode, so maybe best not.”

“What the fuck is weird mode?”

He shrugged, ‘unpredictable”

“Uncontrollable?” I asked slightly nervously.

“Never uncontrollable, baby.” he said into my stomach, started kissing it. Can’t lie and say my pants weren’t drenched, but I was still nervous, increasingly so, and I was getting higher by the second.

And then he sort of stretched my arms out, got very close to me. “What do you think a drunk God would feel like inside you?” he was looking, staring, deep into my eyes, could write a whole essay about his eyes but lets just say they were beautiful, “a drug God and a high vessel, mm?”

And we both kind of said it at the same time, but we didn’t say it, it just rang through the air, “risky..”

I heard bells, the type of bells you hear all the time in those meditation videos.

I expected wrestling, but no, we kind of just started kissing. But he was kissing me like a pervert, sucking on me, tasting me. Groping me. I think every nerve in my body was firing.

And then he did this thing that was almost submissive. Cuddled up close to my chest and was just kind of sucking on it- my chest. Like he was hiding, trying to be small.

I smiled. “You would probably love to drink my blood right now,” - one of those things I kind of just said without thinking, and he stiffened, laughed in a way that really did sound drunk. “Mmhhhmm,,, I would, baby.” touching himself now like he was masturbating to the idea. Purring.

I immediately understood that drunk doesn’t mean forceful and intense, it means extremely sloppy, sleazy.

His sucking tickled. M.. i am high. Really high.

I was surprised that the moving of his hips was so steady. Like an ocean wave. He didn’t strip me completely, he pulled my boxers to the side. Sort of fucked me like it was a secret. Subtly, while groping me and saying.. All kinds of things into my ear. “My boy.”

Gosh I am really fucking high, and every movement from him feels immaculate.

Things got gooey fast, we were making a really big mess, the kind he would usually try to prevent. Stains on his carpet. Spilled glasses of whiskey.

The interesting thing about the hallucinations is that they? Overlaid on a different visual plane than the astral space. Idk, I could somewhat tell what was my mind just generating - kaleidoscopes, eyeballs, shapes, colors,- and the extra- textural reality of whatever plane Lucifer was on if that makes sense.

And then he looked up, towards the door. His door. But when he did I heard a knocking at my door, my bedroom door. It came a few more times, that’s real. It was my roommate, they wanted me to get my clothes out of the washer.

It took all my strength to get up and run to grab my clothes, and that was when I was fully aware of how altered I was. And he was still within me.

When I got back into my room I just collapsed into my bed, and he mounted me immediately, sais something very harsh, “get the fuck over here, lay the fuck down,” something like that, and I felt like my clothes were being torn off of me.

We were going at it at this point, and the room sort of melted away. My books, the carpet, the couch, became his bedroom, his sheets, his pillows. And, you guys know, it would be obnoxious for me to explain how great it was.

This next part is going to be really really hard to explain.

Something incredible happened. We connected, and it was like, I don’t know. Something very cosmic. Steller. In a very literal way. Or like.. Something to do with radio waves. Timelessness. Space travel.

And he said something like, “you’re on the intergalactic cosmic highway, baby, I can take you anywhere and any place.”

And we did go to many places. Far and near places. Places that were just way too fucking beautifully mundane and nostalgic. An old gas station with the buzzing white fluorescent lights, a parking lot in Vegas, the back kitchen of an old underground Indian restaurant, places with people, I don’t know why people.

And then, we were running through the streets of some small town in the middle of nowhere, and then we were at the tip of the Eiffel tower. And he was ranting, we were talking, laughing, or debating about something, lots of things. He went on long theatrical rants, screamed about things. Talked about great things, ranted about things that don’t even matter. Mad genius. We’re dancing.

The room was on fire, everything was burning, and when I looked outside, everything was burning. And I again saw people, perhaps maybe in real time. Running around, in the streets. Riots, protests. A mother just screaming. And also dancing, that weird marching band thing that happens when you’re in a protest and someone starts stomping on beat, or playing a song. Tear gas. But also, a party. And everything is on fire, the world is on fire, but where am I? What were we doing while the world was burning?

We were in a closet, some kind of studio, snickering like we had some kind of secret that no one else knows, wrapping each other in fabric and splattering paint, painting each other’s faces. He had lipstick and mascara all over his face, I had blue paint all over my mouth, in my hair. We’re kids. He puts on a pair of high heels, a wig. I put on a tutu, a crown. What kind of play is this? A comedy- a marriage.

“No you need more green here,” he puts eyeshadow on my chin, giggles.

And I say “no, look at your hair, your hair is so fucked up, put this plastic necklace thing-” and wrapped some kind of chain around his pony tail. And we’re kissing, and he’s rubbing paint all over my thighs with his fingers.

It starts glowing, and then we’re covered in neon. At an underground rave, mist in the air, hot, heavy. Laser lights pointing everywhere. Drag queens in 10 inch heels, freaky creatures. Moshing.

And then,

We step out of the rave and its 3am, and we’re drinking water outside. Cold air so crisp against our skin, and oh we’re so drenched in sweat. Still gasping for air.

My boyfriend had come home, I was completely zooted. Had no idea what time it was.

And Lucifer was still wrapped up in me, the whole time, we had never disconnected. I was cloaked in this cold sweat. The room was so dark, so nice, the perfect temperature.

When my boyfriend joined me in bed everything just became so perfect, I was really in heaven.

Hours went by like that, and at some point in our tossing and turning Lucifer truly did relax. I felt like I was in the deepest secret grove of the sweetest temple. And he completely clutched me, imploded around me, and just stayed like that. Within me, filling me, drinking me. Saying everything I have ever wanted to hear. “You did everything so perfectly, you’re doing so amazing, I’m so happy, I’m so so proud of you, you’re so perfect, wow, I can’t believe how proud of you I am.” I felt the sun rising on me. And it happened multiple times, sunrise, sunlight. He rose multiple times.

At some point he lifted me up, still caressing me like the most precious thing in the world, and in the most gentle voice, ordered me to drink. Water, so cold.

Wrapped me up in blankets. “You’re okay,” and “I’m going to keep going.”

And I pleaded, wanted him to promise he wasn’t going anywhere, that he wouldn't stop. And he clutched me closer still, hid me in him, shielded me like he was trying to protect me from everything. Kissed my forehead. “I’m not going anywhere, can you still feel me?”

Yes, I could, I told him I could. He nodded like he already knew.

I don’t know how many hours, maybe an eternity. He just held me there in his heart. I could feel him licking me, he was definitely drinking my blood. Filling me. I was so beyond dazed, every sensation only blended with a continual orgasm. There was truly absolutely nothing between us.

Then, hours later, he shifted. I really didn’t want him to leave and he didn’t. We, me, him, my boyfriend, ended up in the shower. Lucifer was still taking care of me, soothing me, whispering “it’s okay, I know, I’m still here. We just need to rinse your face a little bit. Good, that’s perfect.” and when I got out, “Let’s get you dry, I know the air is cold, I’m sorry baby. Would you blow out my candle, love? Oh, perfect, perfect.”

I felt like he carried me into bed, wrapped me up. Still inside me. Asked me to drink another cup of water, pet me. “Perfect, thank you.”

And again, settled into me, cradling me, hiding me.

“Are you still drunk?” I asked him exhaustedly. He nodded, gods, he was still going.

“Yes, I am still pretty lifted,” he answered, and again, “is this okay?”

Yes, it’s nice.

“I’m going to keep going until you fall asleep, okay?”

That made me so happy. “Are you going to keep going after I fall asleep?” I asked.

He looked at me, that concerned parental look. “Would you like me to?”

I almost cried with how hard I moaned. “Yes, please.”

And he nodded, put my head back down into his chest. And said, “Shi, I raised you too well.”

That made me so happy too.

“Would you really please let me do this to you for the rest of your life?”

Yes, please.

And he smiles, but this one isn’t quite devilish. It’s very relaxed.

“Shi I really am in love with you, love itself is not strong enough of a word. I cherish you, you are my pride and joy. I really, really, really mean that Shi, this time for certain.”

Aw. I think I was crying. I know. There I felt beloved by the whole universe.

I didn’t fall asleep for probably another 2 or 3 hours. My boyfriend had long passed out. The shrooms kind of kept me awake, in this liminal state. But it was still wonderful, I think it normally would suck. But every minute was just another moment with him. And I still felt the sentiment that the world was burning. But peace on earth, oh it’s here. I found it.

Holy fuck

When I woke up the next (this) morning, he was still very much wrapped around me. When I finally actually got up, I felt good, great, dare I say glowy.

I was able to get up and clean up a bit, get some sun. He is still very much lingering around me. Was so pleased when I lit his candle. He asked me if I was going to write, and I told him I had to get breakfast first. He was so pleased, and at the exact same time, like literally the exact same time, my bf’s mom texted me and offered to buy me breakfast. Aw.

How do I end this?

Whenever I think I’ve gotten as close to him as I can be, he always surprises me with another layer of depth. I wonder if there’s such a thing as archetypal love, where some things are just intrinsically meant to fit together. Humans and Gods becoming a part of each other’s myths. Idk. Crazy concept. Crazy life, even crazier story.

But hey, shrooms.

#holy moly #lucifer deity #lucifer devotee #theistic luciferianism #godspouse #theophile #theophilia #terato #?#? maybe #idk #lord lucifer

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bestworstcase · 1 year ago

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Grimm behavior reassessment thought: y'know that sister training session called on account of Rather Tanky Ursa? Could Ruby & Yang have avoided that fight if they'd known to treat the big lug like careful hikers would an 'ordinary' bear encounter? There were a few 'pause & rear/roar' moments on its part which I guess *could* be read as 'hey stop that' or 'my turf, leave'.

yang’s character short has always interested me bc the ursa was there the whole time they were sparring.

like. yang throws a punch, ruby panic-flies into the bushes and then passes out:

on this screenshot i’ve marked ruby’s approximate path in red and circled the clump of bushes the ursa emerges from (using the logs laid around the perimeter as markers):

note the very dense foliage around the grimm; he’s completely hidden. yang gets concerned when ruby doesn’t respond, startles when she hears a twig snap in the area circled in yellow, this is what she sees:

and then he stands up:

which. ok. he’s a really big guy. there is no way he crept up on them and got that close before making a noticeable sound, and most grimm behave like pursuit predators besides—they wander around in the open and give chase when they come across prey. (although there are exceptions: the pack of apathy at brunswick drag the lamp around a corner and go dark to lie in wait, for example.)

the point is, he’s there, but yang can’t see him until his eyes illuminate because he’s lying down in the bushes. his markings are also ‘off’ and only begin to glow as he stands up.

we’ve seen grimm Do That a couple times:

and we’ve also seen in v8 that just because there don’t seem to be any grimm nearby doesn’t mean they aren’t there:

<- same thing happens in the mine. dozens of centinels pop out of the ground when the geist signals for them to screen his retreat deeper into the mine. which suggests that grimm may spend a lot of time… not hunting. unseen, hidden just under the surface or in the densest thickets, crevices, whatever. and no one knows because when grimm aren’t on the hunt they don’t attack unless provoked.

the big guy was just There! taking a nap! and he didn’t aggro until yang got spooked by ruby’s silence.

he also doesn’t seem to be all that interested in attacking after his initial charge and swipe; he knocks yang across the clearing and then turns away, until yang shoots him again:

i do think it’s really interesting that WOR: grimm implies that grimm are most strongly drawn by violence, not negativity per se: “what is perhaps even more unsettling is the basis of their attraction,” and the accompanying image is

a person killing another person with a rock.

i think—much more so than real animals—grimm are kind of emotional mirrors, in that they reflect the energy they’re shown. one thing that stands out to me about both salem and cinder is that while there is obviously an element of magic or kinship or both behind their influence over the grimm, from both of them we see these occasional moments of tenderness toward the grimm; cinder’s very gentle and soothing “shh, this is your home now” when she calms the wyvern, and the way salem softens when she caresses the goliath’s face in the v6 stinger:

and i wonder if there isn’t a meaningful correlation there. the two characters in the story who demonstrably have the ability to communicate and work with grimm are also the two characters who, in private moments when no one else is around to see, choose to be gentle with these creatures. is salem able to command grimm the way she does by magical compulsion or is she their leader, as raven put it, whom they follow because she’s kind to them and protects them.

#the ursa in the jaundice arc does something similar…#it swats cardin’s mace away and tosses him around a little but it’s not rly #attacking. it’s more investigatory behavior. like it’s curious #until jaune attacks it and attacks back #mirroring!

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craziechwiv · 1 year ago

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RWBY Demons x Heroes AU Short - 2

I haven't posted much Paladin Jaune x Succubus!Ruby sooo... Here's a lil short for y'all!

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Jaune is sitting on his knees in his private room, praying as his aura glows from the palm of his hands. It is as quiet as a mouse while he does so, as this was the many steps he must take to become a great fearless Paladin, just like his grandpa was. However, as he was nearly done, he felt the uninvited presence of a certain lustful demon in his midst. As her tail gently but playfully, wraps itself on his arm and tugs it closer to her, making him lose focus as she guides his now freed hand towards her slightly exposed breasts.

Succubus!Ruby: Hey there, my Paladin to be~.

Jaune: Ruby. You know this already. Don't interrupt my-

Succubus!Ruby: Yeah, yeah. 'Don't interrupt your training.' Blah, blah, blah.

Jaune just pinches his eyes and shakes his head in disappointment. How did he ever let her get away with so much? The brothers above only know. It was like yesterday he was in fierce combat with her after she had slaughtered a dozen people. And now, said demoness was living with not only him; but his team. Oh how he wished to know a suitable reason for her living with him. Or else, he would've already killed her and...

Succubus!Ruby: Hey.

Jaune comes to after spacing out for awhile, only to see a serious or worried look on Ruby's face.

Jaune: *sigh* You better have something important to tell me...

The demoness then takes a deep breath and looks at Jaune who was still looking at her with a more serious look.

Succubus!Ruby: Well...I was coming to ask you if...we could go out for a nice walk or s-something?

Jaune: Huh?

The demoness then slowly reverts to her human like disguise, getting closer to Jaune who was now getting anxious at her actions.

'Ruby': I'm saying, want to go out on a date?

Jaune: Wait...for real?! This isn't a trap right?! Because if it is, I swear to-

Ruby then presses her lips on Jaune's, wrapping her arms around his neck as he melts into it, placing his hands on her hips.

Jaune: Ruby...

'Ruby': No. It's not a ploy my Paladin. I genuinely believe, I love-

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-you. Wait, what? Jaune? JAUNE?! AW CMON!

Unfortunately for the demoness in disguise, she was napping on the couch of her team's dorm. Thankfully they were all away on a mission, so she decided to man the fort.

However, thanks to her dream, she couldn't fall back asleep but only ponder on what she thought about.

Reaper?Ruby: Ugh...that stupid, blonde-haired, hottie! When he gets back, I'll just yank his pants down and go to town on him even if his team sees!

Then she ponders abit more on what happened in her dream, sighing to herself on what she said. Even though she would love to do that to Jaune and his team, especially Pyrrha...she couldn't really do it in person. Only reliving that thought in her fantasies.

Reaper?Ruby: Or...I'll just ask him for that walk. Yeah, baby steps. Really, little, baby steps.

#rwby #rwby au #succubus!ruby rose #reaper?ruby #paladin jaune #jaune arc #rwby demons x heroes au #demons x heroes au

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pancake-breakfast · 3 months ago

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Finished Day 8 of Disco Elysium, and with it, the game.

Spoilers abound.

I was initially very excited about free hostel room and board, but since I ended up finishing the game that night, I guess I didn't really need it anymore, anyway.

Eugene will be a great choice of leader for the Hardie Boys 2.0. Such as they are. Since we managed to get dirt on Evrart by the end of the game, they might even have a chance of doing something beautiful there.

Talked to everyone and then went straight to the island. I still had a handful of quests open, but didn't have the skillset to progress them. If/when I play this game again, I think I'll tighten up my skills. I kinda spread the points all over the place.

Took a much-needed nap in the bunker. Met Dolores Dei. This game, once again, reminds me that I'm MUCH more inclined to pick myself up and move on from things than Harry. Things can still linger, as old wounds do, but there are so many new memories to make and new paths to take. Wallowing in a past that won't change just gets you passed up by time.

I really wish I'd put "unknown assailant" on my suspect list, 'cause I had absolutely figured it might be someone unrelated to all the obvious paths, and someone I hadn't met. I'm just gonna pretend this guy is that mysterious "janitor." Hells, maybe he told people he was.

I love Kim, but goshdarn, my boi is too quick to pull his gun on mentally unstable people. Because that's going to make things better.

I finally got the Communist achievement when talking to the Traitor. Took me the whole game, but we got there. I say that as if I was trying for it, which I wasn't... but maybe I'll write more on that later.

Kim also asked the Traitor if he'd used his gun to kill people after the war, but that was a dumb question. The guy's already tried to surrender to us as a POW. For him, the war never ended.

Can't say I disagree with this guy about the class war never ending. It's more like it goes through lulls. It only really takes one corrupt person being given enough power for everything to start snowballing into an Us vs. Them situation, as the powerful person finds an excuse (or sometimes a legitimate reason... but usually an excuse) to abuse their power and thus creates space for more and more oppressors at the top.

It took me an hour and a half to get through the conversation with the Traitor.

AND THEN SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL HAPPENED JUST LIKE I WROTE ON THE WALL!! The phasmid. It was the phasmid. I was almost as excited to see it as I was the one time I found one in the wild in real life.

The Insulindian Miracle thought processed at some point when I was interacting with the phasmid, and when I saw the notification, my first thought was, "You're right, game! It IS a miracle! Phasmid is miracle."

Unfortunately, I scared it off and we weren't able to get a picture, but what a beautiful moment in the game! I looked up a video of the conversation later and that is also beautiful, but in different ways.

The cryptozoologists REALLY need a bigger trap if they want to catch that thing. And maybe some tasty reeds rather than locust.

You know, when I think "death squad," I definitely don't think of a person like Trant. Actually, now that we've been acquainted, I think Ruby might have been a bit paranoid. Just a bit.

I was very worried my Emotional Support Kim would wander off instead of simply taking a step back during my conversation with the death squad. I'm glad he didn't, and even stepped in to defend me.

I got diagnosed as being a staunch Moralist and also a Communist somehow. But that probably ties directly into Kim's observation that, for someone who has such strong Moralist beliefs, my actions don't always line up with their "hands off, slow progression" tactics. This doesn't surprise me, though. Living one's life in a detached, mostly hands-off manner isn't always practical. Sometimes you need to get involved. Someone has to instigate those slow changes, and sometimes the people you are looking out for need to know you're willing to act for them. And my actions (though not my words, I guess) probably lined up more with Communism, even though, as the game clearly illustrates, there are inevitably problems with that, too. (I was talking with a friend about this and she was like, "Your politics are basically the whole platform Bernie Sanders runs on.")

Kim also said I was not a very good cop but an excellent detective and good with people. When I started this game, I thought Espirit de Corps was gonna be problematic, but it was actually Authority, and I regularly didn't assert cop-like authority in situations. So that checks out. I think it's generally better to get people to want to tell you things than to intimidate them into telling you things. But that's just science. You intimidate them enough, and they'll just tell you what they think you want to hear regardless of its veracity.

Kim also noted how I'd been clean the whole week, and had only goofed off to sing karaoke. (I'd also spent a lot of time trying to set up a club in a church, but I mostly did that without Kim.) This garnered a compliment from Jean for me. Take that, Jean!

(I know "Satellite" Jean was only promoted because Harry was. And he knows that, too. He's probably bitter that he's having to take the reigns, among many other things.)

They took me back via unanimous vote. Apparently, staying clean both chemically and as far as third-party entanglements really won over Jean, and he helped Harry into the car as we headed out.

And yes, we had Kim in tow. Not gonna let go of that one.

The End!

#disco elysium #disco elysium spoilers #pancake plays

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oneweek-mkg · 9 months ago

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Sui Tsurimi - The Grand Mage, The Greatest Witch, and the Most powerful Phantom Thief - lays before you clouded in shadow. Someone who always exuded some sort of light and cheer, despite all her oddities. Yet her light was snuffed out as quickly as she brought it; a star crashing down to this earth, leaving hardly anything in its place. … What a pain this was. It was so easy to break down at the sight, yet you feel as if the mage wishes for you to push forward. Judgement shall be dealt in time, so long as you keep moving, each odd end will tie itself in step. ....but she was lucky enough to only have a close shave with death, it seemed. - You'd never think someone so full of life could become nothing more than a husk lacking it. So-Won Namhyeok - optimistic and energetic to some, loud and annoying to others - has no trace of the cheer on her face or in her body, instead muddled with wounds and fear. While preferring to be in the spotlight and be the center of attention, she would repeat her mantra of ensuring that everyone should have fun within her presence. A shining light snuffed out too soon. All that's left is the darkness of the reality you are in. ... That's what you'd say about her, anyways. Ben's words echoed through your mind, and quickly there is a unified shift within the atmosphere. The first look at her corpse is devastating. The second is entrancing in a morbidly curious manner. It doesn't take long for you all to call to question... Is this really So-Won? -

For as long as you would have known her, Drema Ewe spent far more time asleep than awake. It would even be easy to write off the body in front of you as one that had just succumbed to an impromptu nap, if it weren't for the evident stab wounds. Despite the fact that her time spent in the waking world was nearly halved over the past year due to the effects of her power, she did her best to break out of her shell and find companionship where she could, which she'd said was her only true goal when moving to the city. Though she may have failed to make a lasting impression on some, she never failed to make it known to those most dear to her how lucky she felt to have met them. At least she hoped that she said it often enough, that they knew she cared, especially now. -

Finding the body of someone who proclaimed good intentions is difficult enough for some of you. After the fiasco between the trio of unfortunate souls prior, you'd never think multiple people would succumb to the twist of fate's knife once more. Yet here you stand before not one, but two more of your fellow citizens. So-Won Namhyeok was loud and proud about who she was, befitting of a relatively typical DJ. Although she's kept her personal life on the quieter side, she hasn't been afraid to admit the struggles and sacrifices she had to made along the way. She felt that, even if you had to live your best life without family to support you, it was better to be free than for them to be your chains. That as long as you surrounded yourself with people who liked and loved you, who treated you fair and right, you would go far in life. Her terrified eyes unwillingly meet your gaze. Multiple questions encircle your mind, and now you have a dilemma. Your question has changed. Who is the So-Won you've all known for the past year? Sui Fakeout by Ser Star and Charlie

Imposter Drop by Naz

Dual Drop by Ruby

#mkg rp #mkgrp #danganronpa rp #drrp

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loveyjeongie · 9 months ago

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Hi I just discovered your blog and I heard you do shinee age regression so can you do shinee agere headcanons

hii! i’m so sorry i’m doing this incredibly late but I hope you’re still around and that it’s okay 😅 These are some of my hcs for the members as littles, this is kinda in my own au/world for them in my head so if you wanted something else specifically or more pls lmk!

shinee agere headcanons!

Jinki:

jinki would regress around 4-7

his favorite cg would be jonghyun ^_^ they get along really well and jjong is super gentle and loving with him.

he prefers when its quiet, he has his moments when he can be bouncing off the walls but he’s usually really calm and the loudness/chaos of the other members or things around him will sometimes overwhelm him but he still loves to be included even if its from the side :]

he loves music. like sooo much. he’ll have jonghyun play the piano for him while he sits on the floor next to it or he always has his headphones on to listen to music. He doesn’t really listen to many songs with lyrics bc he prefers listening to instrumentals instead. he tells jonghyun that they make his head feel smiley.

jinki prefers to read the books in his room (that jjong and minho got him for his birthday) but when he watches tv shows his favorites would be pororo the little penguin and max & ruby.

when he gets really anxious or overwhelmed he has a dinosaur plush he brings around with him that jjong got him one day.

very big napper. the members will wonder where he is sometimes and every time they check on him he has dozed off and is drooling a bit on whatever his head is laid on. jongtae have lots of pictures of him in their phones :3

Jonghyun:

normally is around 3-8

when he’s regressed he’s a lot more chaotic/very active

all the members kind of take care of him equally but his favorite cg is minho :3 he’s very good at helping jjong get his energy out by playing or taking him out to do fun stuff

he likes jinki a lot too because he’ll read him stories or sing songs with him. jinki also will let him eat candy sometimes and he thinks that makes him godlike

speaking of singing— that boy is a karaoke monster when they put music on the tv in the living room. its super cute but he gets super sad/will throw a tantrum if it has to get turned off… it’s usually okay tho because he gets tired fast and will calm down after a nap with jinki

he loves dogs, he’ll beg minho to take him to keys house to see commedes and garçon and is always following roo around. taemin got him a puppy keychain one year and he attaches it to every pair of pants he wears.

when he’s really upset or having a bad day he doesn’t really want to be around anyone so the members let him stay in his room with the door open and the things he usually likes and will check on him a bunch— and he’ll show up in one of the members rooms at night to sleep because he has nightmares

Kibum:

he probably is the smallest around 2-5

never really has a set cg but he’s super attached to taemin. like wont leave his side almost.

loves to color a lot :D he has like boxes filled of finished coloring books in his closet. sometimes he likes to draw too but he prefers just coloring things

his favorite thing to do is watch tv. he can sit in front of the tv for days if you let him. taemin gets stuck sitting on the couch watching everything he does and jonghyun makes fun of him for it lol

he’s very easily irritated and will throw tantrums a lot if something or someone is bothering him and it’ll take a while for him to calm down again

quite literally will only eat cereal…they can barely get him to eat anything else and even if they do he will want cereal right after anyways.

he struggles with going to the bathroom just because of how fixated he gets on stuff so he has to be reminded and needs help to go to the bathroom every other hour. he’ll wear diapers but he gets really embarrassed

Minho:

minho is probably the oldest between 6-10

plays a lot with jjong and taemin and is really competitive but jinki always takes care of him the most ^^

he likes going outside a lot and is the king of the local playground but will also enjoy playing sports videogames at home a lot (jinki shuts off the internet so he cant play online bc stranger danger)

because of how energetic he is, he doesn’t really understand when to stop or when to take a break and ends up hurting himself on accident a lot.

he’s really obsessed with spongebob and almost all his shirts have the lovely spongeguy on it. he also has a collection of spongebob toys he keeps on his nightstand and will bring one with him in his bag everywhere he goes because he says it protects him

is a juice monster— all he drinks is pineapple juice

he also gets scared to sleep at night because of nightmares but instead of going to another members room he’ll move from his bed to the floor or take his pillows and blanket to sleep in his closet bc he thinks he’s too old to sleep w/ someone else :(

Taemin:

similar to jinki, 4-8

he is almost as attached to key as key is to him when he’s little but he pretty much just thinks of jinki and key as his dads and wont leave their side

he’s really awkward but also super confident in the sense that even if he’s rambling about something he likes to someone and it makes no sense, he’ll act like he just recited shakespeare

doesn’t like loud noises but can do anything in the world if he had headphones on or earplugs

usually fights with jonghyun for the tv bc he wants to play regular music to dance around to but jjong wants to do his karaoke so they will get upset quickly

thats why onho decided to make them have a specific turn routine so even if they get upset, they’re less upset than they used to be over it

taem doesn’t like wearing socks or shoes. he’ll throw a fit if he has to and only will wear them if they’re going out and key gives him candy. it’s mostly a sensory thing but he also just doesn’t like the idea of having something tightly wrapped around a part of his body

despite getting stuck to watch things with key when he’s big, he loves watching tv when he’s little as well but he thinks the tv is too big and prefers watching stuff on his ipad. very ipad kid

#loveyjeongie #sfw #sfw blog #agere #shinee agere #little!shinee #safe for work #little!shinee au #little!jinki #little!jonghyun #little!key #little!minho #little!taemin #age regression #sfw writing #kpop agere #shinee headcanons #agere headcanons #loveyjeongie asks

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starsurfacekingdomhearts · 4 months ago

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Request from my @starsurfacemortalkombat account!!

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Regressor Ventus, Vanitas, Sora, Roxas, & Xion Playdate Hcs

🍏 There’s so many different headspaces going on here-

💀 To re-establish my Ventus and Vanitas HCs: Ventus regresses from about 2-6, more toddler headspace, while Vanitas regresses form about a few months to about four, more baby/toddler headspace

🏖️ Sora regresses a bit bigger than all of them, more child regressor (like 4-8, but can go smaller

🛹 Wouldn’t it be so funny if I gave Ventus and Roxas the same headspace range? (You know, cause they look so similar? … I’m hilarious-) But I think Roxas regresses from about 3-4, more toddler than anything

🐈‍⬛ Xion’s tricky, because I can totally see baby regressor, but I can also see a big kid, so she has a large headspace range, think 1-9

🍏 It takes a long time for Vanitas to feel comfortable regressing around any of them, especially Sora

💀 ^ Not out of fear of Sora judging him (although that is a big fear of his), but he more hates sharing his headspace with others, Ventus is the only acception, and that’s only most of the time

🏖️ The same goes for Roxas! The only people that see him small are Xion, Axel/Lea, and maybe Siax/Isa!

🛹 He doesn’t want others, especially Vanitas, seeing him small!! Maybe Sora’s okay, but it’s all weird and uncomfortable trying to relax knowing there’s others around him, judging him, even if they’re not

🐈‍⬛ Xion is also super nervous about regressing in front of others, but she quickly latches onto Sora’s energy and flow

🍏 If Sora can start a dance party and run around without a care, maybe she can too! It’s a big weird at first, but if they’re all feeling small, then it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?

💀 Sora out here really playing group leader 💪

🏖️ Stopping Roxas and Vanitas from getting to each other’s throats, helping Xion with her sippy cups, helping Ventus spell out his name (it’s still spelt incorrect btw)

🛹 It’s hard work out here as the oldest 😓

🐈‍⬛ Vanitas and Xion have a great time together, both are more quieter regressors that don’t necessarily mind doing ‘smaller’ activities

🍏 Sitting on the couch while the other three go do Just Dance? Sounds awesome!? They can color together or watch a more ‘darker’ show! They have some similar interest in being baby bats (Goth girl Xion for the win)

💀 Vanitas and Roxas do eventually get along, more because they both realize that they both really like wrestling, and no one else is willing to do it with them (except maybe Repliku)

🏖️ Roxas helping them all balance on his skateboard? An amazingly bad idea!!

🛹 Sora tried it, and scraped his knee really bad :(

🐈‍⬛ The only one willing to try afterwards was Ventus, and he refused to let go of Roxas’s hand the entire time

🍏 Their headspaces might range a lot, but pillow forts are always agreed upon

💀 ^ This is the one thing Sora cannot help with, his forts are never stable, smh

🏖️ Another thing that can all agree upon is ice cream!! Treat it like a secret mission, where Sora and Ventus have to go be super spies to get it, before running back to the other world so everyone can enjoy their sweet treat

🛹 … TV shows are never agreed upon

🐈‍⬛ Sora’s more interested in doing activities! Dancing, or arts and crafts, or tag! Settling down for a show for nap time might be okay, but it’s not his favorite thing in the world to do, that would be impersonating Donald!

🍏 Ventus likes tv, but he also has many things he’d rather do instead, like climbing trees he can’t get down from!

💀 It’s normally Roxas vs Vanitas with the show choosing, and Roxas is always outnumbered

🏖️ Why watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (would they have this in Kingdom Hearts?) when Ruby Gloom is an option? 2v1, loser doesn’t win, Xion knows a good choice when she sees one

🛹 ^ Luckily, Roxas has a favoritism towards Iris, so it’s not the worst choice in the world, plus Xion likes it! So that must mean it’s not that bad

🐈‍⬛ Also cuddle pile nap time!!! Vanitas swears he doesn’t join it, but pics prove otherwise

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Generally asking, y’all think Mickey Mouse Clubhouse would exist in Kingdom Hearts?

“Gawrsh Donald! This is a picture of when you and I were on the King’s show!”

“Oh phooey! I wasn’t even the main character in that one!” - Donald

“Yeah but we were in every episode, and had more lines than the others did.” - Goofy

“... Hold on you two did WHAT?! Omg I know celebrities ✨” - Sora

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lovingdabeessss · 1 year ago

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You think Taiyang has a favorite child?

💖If it isn’t my favorite tagger back again💖

Thank you for asking this, this is actually something I’ve been desperately wishing for an excuse to talk about because my defense for it isn’t great

Anyway back to the question sorry

Yes I do 100% believe he has a favorite

There’s no doubt in my mind it’s ruby

I think he loves them both of course obviously but he FOR SURE favors Ruby

We know from his interactions with Yang he tends to project onto her things about Raven that aren’t necessarily true for her the way he talks when they spar like her whole thing is anger and strength and that focusing on that is her biggest weakness, which is true for Raven, however yangs problem is her self sacrificing nature and obviously he sees Raven in her even more cause they look similar and it’s just.. she’s not someone tai has purely positive feelings for considering all the betrayal and abandonment not that he doesn’t still love her at all but you know

He definitely projects things about himself onto her as well and considering NONE of the fucking STQR family likes themselves ESPECIALLY not taiyang “11 year long depression nap” xiao long and so he’s got that against her and then she got herself abandoned putting more fuel to that particular fire

And I think while they were dealing with the death of summer when Yang started taking on roles she was too young to take he just… let her… and then eventually those things were just her job as the oldest and a lot of things became her job and he kinda slipped into seeing her as more help with Ruby then someone he was supposed to be raising

And like even when he recovers he had to get back into parenting which is hard so he probably started out just doing stuff that were already needed, and Ruby was her own problem cause she needed stuff but only really accepted getting help from Yang at least emotionally depending on how bad you believe tai’s shut down to be and otherwise she’d get things from qrow whenever he wasn’t on missions from Oz so she was just hard to get to accept anything from him

Yang despite being very supportive of the idea of him recovering and finally someone helping her out a lot and having a parent at all again… she is incredibly independent and doesn’t really seem to need anything that he knows how to give and she also genuinely probably just doesn’t know how to have a parent anymore, she’s so used to being the parent and she doesn’t remember getting to really be the kid

So she’s just kinda reduced to third parent

There’s also the fact that Ruby looks exactly like summer who he did leave off with good positive feelings for and then she’s all that’s left of her

AND Ruby’s the youngest speaks for itself possibly got that “guest in the house” treatment youngest sometimes get where they aren’t treated as much as part of the family and more of a guest which is nice but isolating even if she tried to help Yang with chores Yang would get in trouble for having her do it kinda thing

However I do think that tai would’ve wanted Yang to back off of raising Ruby so much so he could be her dad and she would maybe accept him as that more hence like the Ruby queendom things of how she won’t be there for her forever but Ruby doesn’t want him to and Yang doesn’t fully trust him to

IDK THO just messy unorganised family dynamic thoughts

IN SUMMARY!!!:

I think Ruby’s his favorite I think he loves them both but is struggling to parent in wake of the lose of his wife and struggling to relearn how to do it after his recovery and Yang struggles to even be parented and they speak NONE of these emotions to each other cause they’re allergic to talking about their feelings ever

#rwby #yang xiao long #ruby rose #STRQ #Team STRQ #STRQ family #STRQ-RY #rwby taiyang #taiyang xiao long #summer rose #qrow branwen #raven branwen

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verydeadaten · 2 years ago

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Tester: Hello. Today we will be demonstrating how Aura can effect pain. Now, we have Miss Blake Belladonna, who as a below average aura level.

Blake: Hey.

Tester: Now, *takes out pistol* I will be shooting her in the head.

Blake: Wait what-

*BANG*

Blake: *clutching forehead in pain* FUCK! OH BROTHERS MY FUCKING HEAD!

Tester: Tell me Miss Belladonna, how do you rate your pain?

Blake: *on the floor* AAUUUGH!

Tester: I'll say it's a nine. Onto our next vic- I mean volunteer. Miss Ruby Rose.

Ruby: *waving at camera* Hi!

Tester: Miss Rose has an average amount of aura.

*BANG*

Ruby: OW! *rubbing forehead* Ow, owowowow...

Tester: Tell me Miss Rose, how would you rate your pain?

Ruby: I don't know, six? It feels like someone punched me.

Tester: Yes, very good. Thank you Miss Rose. Now our next volunteer is-

Nora: ME! It's me!

Tester: Yes Miss Valkyrie, it's you. Now, Miss Valkyrie's aura level is quite high, so the pain will-

Nora: Hurry up and shoot me! SHOOTMESHOOTMESHOOTME-

*BANG* BANG*

Nora: Hehehehe... I'd give that one a three. It felt like someone flicked me on the head. Twice!

Tester:

Tester: I wanted to ask the question.

Tester: Nevermind. That concludes this demonstration. Next time, we'll be looking at how different types of grimm react to-

Nora: Wait! There's one more person you should test.

Tester: Really? Who?

In the dorms...

Jaune: *taking a well deserved nap*

Tester: Him?

Nora: Yessir!

Tester: *shrugs his shoulders* Alright.

*BANG*

Jaune: *still sleeping*

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

Jaune: *rubs his chest a bit*

Nora: Pretty cool, huh?

Tester: Hmmm... How much aura does he have?

Nora: A lot. Like, way more than normal. It's pretty crazy. He took one of my grenades too. It hardly even singed him. Leader's just awesome like that.

Tester: Huh. Well, that concludes our demonstration. Next time, we will be looking at how different grimm react to types of dust. Goodbye,

#rwby #nora valkyrie #blake belladonna #ruby rose #jaune arc

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ghostingssdeadlinee · 2 years ago

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PLATONIC ALPHABET - SAM WINCHESTER

Warning(s): none i don’t think?? Please tell me if I missed any.

AN: he’s so <33333

Adventures (what kind of crazy shit would you get into together?)

Besides hunting? He probably really enjoys hiking. And if you’d go with him he’d love it. (Don’t worry he’d carry you when get tired)

Bond (what kind of - platonic, obviously - relationship do you have with each other?)

Best friends!! Hunting buds :3

Cuddling (do you ever cuddle? how physically affectionate are you?)

I think so yeah :D! I think he’d let you sit on his lap while he’s researching, ether you also researching or just napping :3

Dance (do you ever dance together? how?)

Rarely, but I think sometimes you’d dance in the middle of the night in the kitchen. Or (probably when deans busy being dead) jamming out too his music in the impala.

Enemies (were you ever enemies? Do you share the same enemies?)

Id imagine you (alike dean) wouldn’t like ruby. Having that precious ‘I told you so’ moment.

But yeah definitely. Like proud Lucifer hater !!

Fight (how often do you fight? how do you resolve conflict?)

I don’t think very often?

And if you would fight it would probably be about demon blood, him risking his life or something silly.

Gain (how have you helped each other improve as people?)

I think you’d be a person sam could actually vent his feelings too, knowing you wouldn’t judge, obviously it would take years for him too fully open up.

But I think he’d see you at least a little more reliable then dean in the way that you’re not blinded by being blood.

Help (how do they ask you for help? how do they help you when you need it?)

He definitely has if hard too ask for help but when he does, expect the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.

And obviously, Sam would do whatever you need, You’re his best friend, how could he not?

Injured/Ill (how would they act if you got hurt or sick?)

Injured? Everything and everyone is dead. He’s getting your revenge for you right after he knows you’ll be okey.

Sick? Be very worried at first, immediately getting you the medicine you need.

Also immediately quarantining you in your room, leaving stuff for you and immediately running out.

“Sammy :((“

“… you’re sick.”

“But :(“

He gives in eventually and cuddles you.

And when you’re done being sick he’s the one being sick.

Jokes (what’s their sense of humor like? how do you joke about things together?)

He probably gives you the :| all the time after seeing something funny.

Like dumb non meaning inside jokes, he pretends too be ‘sooo done with them’ but I love it.

Kisses (do you ever kiss? how? Kisses not on the lips count)

Forehead kisses!!!!!!

(I nearly always says that but omg forehead kisses !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

He’s tall so kisses right on top of his head is so real.

Love (how do they show you they care?)

He definitely researches things you mentioned you liked and brings it up in passing convocations.

“Ha, yeah- … remember that restaurant you mentioned like 5 years ago-“

“… how do you even remember that.”

Meeting (how did you meet? how did you become friends?)

Probably hunting or child hood friends :3

Or both!

Nesting (do you co-habitate at all? how?)

I think he’d let you sleep in his bed every once in a while, especially in motels.

Also falling asleep on the couch with him reading <3333333

Oasis (is there a specific place that is “your place”? what is it?)

Maybe there would be a town that John often was near/in that there would be a motel you’d always stay at. Maybe in your hometown? I imagine you’d always have the same room and have scratched your initials where ever you can whenever you were there.

Protection (how protective are they over you?)

Very. Knows you can take care of yourself obviously, but he’d still want too protect you, take a hit for you whenever he can.

Query (how inquisitive are they when it comes to getting to know you?)

He’d let you take your time. Let you trust him before asking anything too personal.

Record (what’s something you’ll never let them live down?)

Kind of guy to have mispronounced a word nearly all his life and only getting too know he’s been saying it wrong when he’s 40.

Support (how would they show their support for you? how far would that support go?)

As long as it doesn’t hurt you, he trust that it’s for the best. So he’d support you in whatever.

Trust (how much do they trust you? how do they show you that?)

He’d actually talk about his emotions. Trust you not too judge him.

Uplift (how do you bring each other up?)

Please hype him up in the most common things.

Like he kills a monster he has already killed a million time and he doesn’t even break a sweat?

“Wooho! Sam!! Go Sammy!!!”

He’d be so happy and all flustered.

He’d try his best too try and do the same for you. (Put empties on try) ((he’d fail so hard))

It’s like when an old person tries too use gen-z slang.

Vacation (do you ever travel together? what’s that like?)

Outside of hunting? Probably no.

Maybe a longer trip too like a tourist trap if you really pleaded for it.

Worry (do they worry about you? how often?)

Definitely, any time you’re on a hunt away for more then an hour. Leaving you ‘check up’ messages every once in a while. And calling dean and Bobby if you haven’t answered.

Xerox (are there any traits or habits of theirs that you’ve picked up by accident?)

Puppy dog eyes, the :| face and big gulps.

Yahoo (what’s an inside joke you share?)

Probably something making fun of Dean, because who doesn’t love making fun of Dean.

Zany (do they have a weird side only you get to see? what’s it like?)

Full on nerd Sammy <333 talking about his silly little intereses and facts <3333

#platonic alphabet #spn #spn fanfic #supernatural #sam winchester spn #sam winchester supernatural #sam winchester fanfiction #sam winchester x you #sam winchester fic #sam winchester #sam winchester x reader

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