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voidcat · 3 months

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assigned knight!mithrun x royalty gn!reader – hcs and blurbs

a/n: this was supposed to be just some hcs but ended up as a 2.7k beast... nsfw content by the last third/half so minors do not interact ! and to clarify mc is one of the youngest of their family but age wise they're close to mithrun.

renowed hero mithrun, one of the big talents who fought bravely during the war. mithrun who is left broken afterwards, losing all his purposes, all his senses, the deaths he witnessed, the news he received. at the frontlines, he receives news of his brother and his beloved marrying– no longer his beloved now, is she? he feels something inside him break but has to ignore it all away. he was never meant for the throne, not when his brother is in such a state, unable to wield a sword, when there is war raging at all sides, when people need to be led and to be supported at the frontlines.

mithrun who resembles an empty shell now, unsure how to carry on from then on, until one of the kings he fought side by side invites him among their ranks, their kin. "let us be your new home, and you can spend the rest of your days at ease, come now, honorary knight mithrun of house karansil, the leading hero, finishing slash of this war." no reason to refuse, he simply accepts, he agrees to becoming one of king's younger kids' assigned knight. maybe another task like this, this need to watch and protect will give him a sense of purpose, an excuse to keep on living.

and here enters you, the young royal, so oblivious, so unknowing to all those happening around you, not a single care and isolated from the world, you spend your days at the castle, strolling gardens, sketching and reading whenever you can, make a face at the slightest topic of future and marriages. aware of the unstoppable future that awaits you, the fate no royal can escape– save for those who are unelligable, those who fall ill and die or those like mithrun, no longer a part of their own kingdom. the young royal and their knight joint at the hip soon enough, days and weeks pass, years come by and you two never seperate.

loyal knight mithrun who always walks by your side, tailing behind like a shadow and the young royal, they still call you, that walks without a care in the world; who helps him to stop and smell the flowers again, talk over red poppies and shed tears together in seclusion, sneak desserts from the kitchens and taste the sun on berries while taking shelter in the shadow of great oaks, whom he chases after literally and figuratively– he agreed to become a knight, because by default they live by a single purpose, but mithrun notices himself finding his purpose again in the shape of your smile. how your chest moves up and down at night, how you tense and whisper to yourself when plagued by night horrors.

loyal knight mithrun always found next to you, holding your hand when you climb down the stairs, wrapping an arm around and pulling you closer to him when you cannot sleep at night. your breathing a lullaby to his ears, and you a source of comfort to him, as much as he is to you. as goal oriented as he is, and with the war dulling his senses and entire being, he was in a way, the perfect knight, just a man crafted of his duty and nothing else. And with abilities like his, he could come to your aid in no time, carve out the eyes that look at you the wrong way.

Yet as you nurse him back to reality, intentionally or not, he finds anxiety and guilt eating at him with each passing day. The same acts you once performed, he feels himself unable to respond with the same nonchalance now. When you bring another berry to his lips for him to eat, he does his best to take it from your hands without his lips making contact with your fingertips. He does his best to look away when you lick off the excess nectar dripping from the peach you’ve just eaten, even just standing outside your door grows harder and harder, his keen sense of smell betraying him and his body.

You should be guilty too, for not noticing how you’re tormenting him.

Preparing for bath, you take off your clothes, let your private garments drop to the floor like it’s nothing. Stepping into the bathtub, taking your sweet time as you do so, leaning your head backwards and letting out a content sigh— “Mithrun!” You call up to him in a sudden, eyes wide open, “can I ask you something?”

In fear of words betraying him, he settles for a nod. Making a gesture with your hand reachimg out, you signal for him to come closer. Hand diving into his hair like always, stroking his face, his cheeks and over his eyes, “when was the last time you have taken a bath?” You ask, giving him a curious gaze.

As he tries battling for an answer to give you, because if he knows you, he knows what will come after this and he is unsure his poor heart can survive it. “Ah, usually at night when you’re—“ “stop lying, I know you wait by my side every night too.” You cut him off.

Bringing a finger to your lips, you pretend to think. “Oh, I know! There is plenty of space here, why don’t you take a bath with me? Maintaining appearances is important, it keeps you refreshed and ready for everything, no?”

When you stare at him with big, begging eyes, words laced with concern adn worry, and all of it just for him, he finds himself unable to move, until he catches sight of you trying to take his armor off and drag him into the water with you.

There is plenty of space for more than one person, but you stand glued to his side, your warm body pressed up against his, fingers in his hair massaging his scalp, your fingertips tracing over his old scars. Mithrun finds himself vulnerable to your touch, soft and laced with love, colder than the water, sending electric down his spine every time.

Your father, the king, dotes on you and always brags about his trusted knight Mithrun at banquets. Raising a glass in honor of the man who saved his life and protects the life of one of his treasures— not knowing the same man is guilty of growing an attachment to the said treasure. every time the king or an elder praises him for not just past accomplishments but for his current post, he feels guilt beginning to bloom and grow– the knight supposedly in charge of you, protecting and shielding you from bad eyes strrugles to stand by your side at night.

should you really be wearing a nightgown see-through and light, he wants to ask, with just a little breeze you'd catch a cold in no time, he tries to rationalize his thoughts; trying to wipe off the images, how the moon shines down on you, how the thin material sticks to your skin, presenting you before him. he feels the guilt toward you most of all, after everything he has lived through he has gained a bit of instincts and senses and yet he is still the same despicable man of the past; how he repays your kindness, your love and care– why, he remembers it like yesterday when you stroke his cheek and prosthetic eye, placed a kiss there and looked at him like he is still whole. as his affection for you grows, he wishes more and more to return to just the end of the war, when he was still hollow and indifferent toward you.

Mithrun realizes in many ways he is your first witness. First to see you get stung by bees, at which you asked for him to kiss it better, usually the first to see you getting sick, immediately calling in a medic to prepare for you a brew; first to cuddle you to sleep at nights, your head buried into his chest and your legs wrapped around his; first to guide you, first to help you explore the castle grounds, the city, banquets to come and even your body, at your request.

right outside your bedchambers one night, mithrun muses whether should he make a quick trip to his chambers. with the change of weather his usual armor and undergarment feel too thick. before he can teleport himself, muffled sounds of someone reaches his ears– out of breath and erratic, coming from no other direction than your chambers, the voice belonging only to you. frozen in place, he teleports himself into your room without a thought and finds himself nailed to his spot. the sight of you under the pale moonlight, a hand between your tighs, eyes closed shut and your face an expression he can only describe as 'pleasure'. mithrun has no clue for how long he stands there, stuck, feet glued to the floor, until you turn your head toward the door, eyes finding his and before he can see how you'll react, he teleports himself out– for hours he feels his beating frantic, threatening to burst out of his chest.

for the following days, he tries putting a distance between the two of you, replying with few words at most, avoiding your gaze, your touch like the plague. he can stand his guard only so long until he gives in, defeated by the sadness that takes over you after his sudden change of behavior. as if reading his mind, you do anything but drop the matter, eventually what he walked into coming to the surface as well. battling on the fields is easier, he thinks, there is only instincts, sharp and calculated moves, kill or be killed, conquer before you can be defeated– such is not the case outside war, and certainly not by your side, you always find a way to make things twice as difficult for him somehow. the scent of your body still haunts his senses and you have the courage to ask him what was going on with your body exactly!

you complain about all those people you see on castle grounds, exchanging gazes, holding hands, in the narrow hallways or the gardens, stealing kisses and using terms of endearment when conversing. not jealousy but yearning is apparent in your voice and he notices that much. it is not easy spending your whole life confined to a castle– even harder when you are a long life species, the hidden hallways remain a mystery only so long, few decades in and they lose all interest. "i couldn't sleep" you pout, "i was just lying down, must've thought myself in those scenes i often witness, and my hands were wandering around." your voice begins to drop with each word, "it was just trailing my fingers around until it felt... funny, and... ah... some sort of wetness, or so to speak." you finish shyly, turning your head away.

at your confession mithrun doesn't know how to react. such topics aren't exactly welcomed to be discussed so openly among your kind. burrowing his brows, he decides to take a simpler approach, from general to specific. "you see... our bodies have certain reactions reserved for certain situations." he does his best not to stammer over his words, does his absolute hardest to not make contact with those big, bright eyes of yours. "when we enter puberty, certain systems of ours go through changes to accomodate for new things we might experience in the future." one thing you have said bothers him though. "that was one of them. take that sensation you have described for example. it occurs so the act itself might take place easier and without causing discomfort for both sides." you seem to find his explanation helpful, judging from the smile slowly forming on your face. he can see the gears turning in your head, he hopes you reserve those new questions for the books you read.

"your highness, may i ask you something?" he blurts out, now or never. his formal way of addressing seems to catch you by surprise, he continues when seeing you nod. "if i won't be crossing any lines..." "there is no such thing as tha–" you say almost instinctively. "you said you were thinking, who was it?" he asks bluntly. "I..." your mouth opens and closes, head turned to the side, you cast your eyes downwards; he can see a blush creeping up. his ears pick up on you mumbling a 'no one' but he knows you are just deflecting now. if you are uncomfortable, he won't pry further. seeing him walk, you qucikly rush to his side, taking the arm he has offered you. "come now, what was it you said you wanted to do today? the greenhou–"

"could you lend me a helping hand actually!" you claim loudly in a sudden, fists clenched in excitement. "you know i would never refuse you as long as logi–" "i mean it, literally." you cut him off, emphasising on the word, and take his hand in yours, moving it in the air while giving him a determined look. considering the topic of conversation the two of you just had and now that... it doesn't take him long to connect two and two together. "a- absolutely not! i-" you will be the death of him, that's for sure. coughing few times, he tries gathering himself and catching breath. "your highness, acts such as the one you accidentally tried, are private matters. done by one's self or with a special one. you cannot just ask anyone that."

you bring your face closer to his, "i am not asking anyone, mithrun" you speak word by word, "i am asking you." the pronoun rolls off your lips like honey, poisoned. "when i say 'special', i mean a significant other, your highness." he adds the title at the end, already sounding defeated. you know exactly what he meant, why must you make things so difficult for him? "or a spouse, in our cases." he adds on, his gaze cast down, "though i doubt the same still applies for me." his voice comes out in a whisper, the unevitable future of an awaiting marriage haunts you both, and he wonders were he to return home, would he regain his title, be elligable for your hand after all.

in the end, he gives up. knight mithrun finds himself more vulnerable than before. lying in your bed, your body pressed against his with the both of you awake. bringing his hand to his lips, he licks his fingers and trails down your chest, your abdomen, down to your groin. feeling every crook, inch and curve of you, fingers moving smooth and slow, he drinks in your expressions, how your lips slightly part, pleasure taking over your entire body, how you grow wetter with each touch, each movement. he has to bring his other hand to your mouth at one point, it wouldn't be wise to have passerbys hear the sounds you make for him now. how you begin to whimper under his hand, small moans soon saying his name like a plea, 'more, more, more' you begin to chant– a symphony to his hears, he watches how your body begins to spasm in pleasure as you reach your high, coming all over his hand, making a mess.

bringing his hand to his lips, he licks his fingers, savoring your taste. with hazy eyes, you barely catch sight of him, your hand trying to make way to him. Mithrun sees your exhausted attemps and brings his cheek to your palm, the all-too-familiar gesture you grace him with on a daily basis; though rather than stroking, you try to pull him towards yourself. "oh? curious as to how you taste?"

the question leaves his mouth without a second thought, though you don't seem to register his words, too focused on his lips. giving his hand another, long lick; mithrun leans into you and for the first time his lips meet yours– your saliva mixing with his, your soft lips eagerly biting into him with wanton need, how that hand tries desperately to pull him even closer, you taste just as sweet everywhere, his taste buds decide. his lips meet yours once and does not let go ever, even when the two of you gasp for breath, oxygen loses all its purpose and though the thought should horrify him, he realizes and accepts easily: mithrun meets his demise at the mercy of you, far exceeding the point of no return.

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thekingofthenameless · 2 years

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I haven’t said this yet, but in Emerald Embers, the good trolls aren’t going to be racist to the changelings.

I feel like that even though they're portrayed as good, it makes them rather unsympathetic. They were literally subjected to the same racism, and it was very, very hypocritical to do the same thing.

They never get called out on it, or realize their hypocrisy. It doesn’t even need to be there.

So here's what happens instead:

The changelings think they're like that, partly because of Gunmar and Bular lying to them. When they tried to protest their treatment, they both told them that if they defected, the good trolls would treat them just as badly.

But that isn't true. Trollmarket is actually "a sanctuary for all good trolls," as Blinky put it, and that includes refugees.

After Merlin's "death", the trolls all became refugees by default since he wasn't there to protect them the onslaught after Arthur's death.

Even though Arthur promised to reverse his ban on magic, Bellroc murdered him before he got the chance to even announce or set up a plan. And of course, just because he changed didn't mean everyone did.

After his funeral, most humans presumed that the trolls had something to do with both Arthur and Merlin's deaths, and they plan to launch an attack against them. The Dwoza trolls get wind of this from their wizard allies, and they flee before that can happen.

They move across the ocean, to a place that will eventually be known as America. They head underground and start building a new settlement: Trollmarket.

After they set up a few rudimentary homes, they build the gyre and its station, as it's important for communicating with their kin's other settlements.

Trolls who are brave enough to venture out on it, such as Kanjigar and Draal, start coming back with stories. They tell Vendel about other refugees, other kinds of trolls who are being driven from their homes or captured.

Right after Vendel hears the news, he calls all the trolls in Trollmarket to a meeting. He tells everyone what's happening, and they're driven between panic and grief.

"What do we do?" Bagdwella cried. "We will keep Trollmarket's doors open to all good trolls." Vendel said calmly. "No!" Draal shouted. "What we need to do is close Trollmarket's doors to no one but us!" "Is that Merlin would want?" Vendel asked. "Merlin isn't here!" Draal roared. Murmuring started at his words. "He isn't here. What do we do?" Deya stepped forward, and everyone quieted as they looked at her. "You're right, Draal. Merlin isn't here. But his memory still is. The Amulet," she said, pulling it out of her pocket as she spoke, "the creation that helped save us all, that banished Gunmar to the Darklands, is. Merlin protected all of us. Isn't it time that we do the same for our brethren?" Everyone was spurred by her words, even if they didn't want to admit it. Soon, a unanimous decision to keep Trollmarket's doors open was made, to all good trolls, no matter what kind.

And over time, hundreds of them come to the one guaranteed safe place.

TLDR, the trolls aren't racist towards changelings.

#*mine #talesofarcadiaforever rambles #talesofarcadiaforever writes #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #wizards #toa fanfiction #Daylight’s Redemption #Emerald Embers #DR worldbuilding

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charliesimss · 2 years

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All of them for hemming

All odds for Issy

Evens for grown up lio

1. When they tap their fingers do they use the pads of their fingers or their nails?

The pads of his fingers, his nails arent very long

2. What textures can they absolutely not stand?

Burlap I've decided to call it, like that scarecrow stuff, its too scratchy

3. How long can they go without showering before they feel gross?

Probably like 4 days

4. Do they leave clothes on the floor or a chair?

If he must leave clothes somewhere it'll be on a chair or his bed, or on top of his dresser

5. Do they sleep with the bedroom door open or closed?

Closed because he was raised correctly

6. Which do they prefer: 3am or 3pm?

3am because it gets dark at fucking 3pm now.

7. If they suddenly woke up with animal ears and tails what animal would they be?

Don't make me answer this mf furry question. He'd be a bunny.

8. If they could only eat one thing for 20 days straight what would it be?

California rolls cause its my default favourite food.

9. Are they the type to re-read a book?

Yes, he's read nothing but A little life since he got it in 2021. He's read it like 5 times. He kins jude, obviously.

10. Would they want to know the exact date and time of their death?

He would!!! Now that you mention it, I've just planned it, but obviously he doesnt get to know until it happens :charlieexplain:

11. What’s their favourite mythological creature?

I only know girl ones, so I guess whatever was in the magic tree house, like, warlocks?

12. If they had to listen to one song on repeat 100+ times what would it be?

🖤🖤🖤

13. Do they believe in an afterlife?

Yes, but he's not ableist, so everyone's disabled in it if they were when they were alive.

14. When they get tired do their eyelids twitch?

Yeah, he squishes his eyes really tight, like a mini sleep

15. What are their favourite textures?

Squishy and soft like a squishmallow

16. Do they crack their joints?

No not really, he doesnt need another body part not working 😵

17. Would they eat/drink something too hot or wait for it to cool?

He'd eat something right away, he be hungry

18. Are they the type to adopt strays? (Animals or people)

Animals maybe, not people, he's an introvert

19. Do they get work done straight away or wait until the last moment?

He likes to do assigned tasks in order of importance

20. How do they bathe/shower? Long or short? Hot or cold?

i love this question and cause only 2 ppl are gonna read it, I'll spill. He prefers showers, more accessible, and just sits on the built in seat of his shower cause its fancy like that, he does his face wash first, and his hair last, usually hot and on the longer side, which is why he only does it every 4-7 days.

21. Are they the type to daydream?

YeS, what else do u do when you dont have friends?

22. Do they work best in a messy space or a neat space?

NEAT, he's good at cleaning.

23. Do they keep any personal photos?

He has a family photo album, but he doesnt keep the photos on his person

24. Do they indulge in anything?

Hot choccy and then he has to be on the toilet for like 8 hours :/

25. Would they do the exact opposite of what someone says just to spite them?

Probably not. he'd be like, "youre probably right" and forget about it. every son of mine will be a doormat, know that.

26. If they’re alone and hear a noise would they go and investigate?

No, he'd accept his fate 💀

27. If they’re lost what is the first thing they would do?

Check if he had cell service to pop up his maps

28. What is that one dream that makes no sense but is absolutely terrifying?

Being recruited for the military! His biggest irrational fear! Biggest nightmare/dream (?)

29. What is the stupidest thing they’ve ever done just because someone said they couldn’t?

did the skate park tricks in his wheelchair without a helmet, boi got himself another head injury from that one

30. Are they stoic or melodramatic about being injured?

Laughs in disabled. He's all brave about it because he has a praise kink.

#oc hemming #oc asks #make my day #<3 <3 <3

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axellis-archv-2 · 2 years

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in my head bravely default au i have to be a valkyrie or a paladin for the kin reasons umm antonio has always been a summoner to me and the outfit is soo pretty. axel is . um a monk probably their whole thing js being able to fight with their fists i just think the outfit is goofy as hell in the first two games but they suddenly have a whole different outfit in bd2. ermmmm . anyway ramattrα i think would be a dark knight . he could probably subclass as a dark mage but the concept of being a protector and using your own hp for your attacks is pretty fitting for him.....

#📗 my post #🎆 ramattrα #🔥 axel #🎻 antonio #i could see axel also just being a freelancer to be honest like . i just dont think hed super be invested in getting good at a class .#like i could see him being a black mage for a second just so he could cast fire but would get frustrated really quickly at the outfit #🗺️🗡️ au: bravely default

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spirittome · 3 months

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‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　jade - 20s - they - alter　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

i follow + like from @marsmitsi !

interests ♡

animal crossing, death note, legend of zelda, noragami overwatch, saints row, uyuyu

i am critical of everything i like!!

•┈••✦ 🍓 ✦••┈•

IDS (not all are kin. dont ask <3) ☆

briar - league of legends

jenny jaros - saints row

kofuku - noragami

lana - hyrule warriors

mephilia venus - bravely default

natsuki - doki doki literature club

nowi - fire emblem awakening

ophelia - fire emblem fates

selkie - fire emblem fates

tracer - overwatch

vivica saint - fortnite

yusufa - octopath traveler

#pinned #personal #id

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fictionkinfessions · 1 year

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Replying to this ask game: https://www.tumblr.com/fictionkinfessions/731259679754387456/interactive-ask-game-idea-send-in-your-kinlist?source=share

I'm just doing my IDs since my entire kinlist is suuuuper long (not to mention I have a few unlisted kins as well).

Tadokoro Akira (Live A Live)

Crick (Octopath Traveler II)

The Weapon (Halo Infinite)

Count Duckula XV/Reanimated Count Duckula Statue (Count Duckula)

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)

Swordmaster Kamiizumi (Bravely Default)

Catra (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power 2018)

Forge (OC) (Search for the Lost Sonic fan series)

Element assign away! :3

- #🎙️🦇🍷🗡️

frog

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revenant-coining · 2 years

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oops 💀 yep i meant vesil /lh sorry bout that!

vesil term where being an airy kin affects a big part of ur identity?? /nd

i don't wanna coin this wrong, so to clarify do you mean: air, fairy, or Airy from Bravely Default?

#/nm btw #anon #🪼 requests

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obscure-kinniez · 5 years

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[ einheria venus ] [ bravely default ]

a e s t h e t i c : @murasaki-toiki

#bravely default #bravely default kin #einheria venus #einheria venus kin #obscure kin #kin aesthetic #kin

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kincalling · 6 years

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not really sure if there are many bravely default kins out there but i’m einheria venus and i was hoping to connect with anyone who might be out there. i’m especially eager to find my sisters, edea, kamiizumi-sensei, and mr. and mrs. lee. i’m an adult but younger sourcemates isn’t a problem. just like or reblog this and i’ll reach out.

😼

#einheria venus kin #bravely default kin #canon calls #anonymous

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squenixkinhelp · 6 years

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an aes for a ringabel who's coming to terms with their trauma and being positive about recovery? I like natural scenery a lot! - anon

Hey there Ringabel, I hope this is alright for you! I do hope you feel alright!

#mod luneth #aesthetics #bravely default kin #bd kin #ringabel kin #OKAY now to study for ap tests more asdfjlk

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squareenixkinnet · 7 years

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Square Enix Kin Net!!

Are you kin from a Square Enix game and want to meet other peeps like you? Join us! Application

Rules

- Between 16 and 30

- Gotta have a kin that was in a Square Enix game

That’s really it!

#square enix #square enix kin #final fantasy kin #kingdom hearts kin #nier kin #life is strange kin #star ocean kin #bravely default kin #tomb raider kin #xenogears kin #the world ends with you kin #dragon quest kin #kin net #kin network

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kinfakes-archive-blog · 7 years

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alright this is gonna be a long one, i’m going to put it under a readmore

weiss: rwby is made by roosterteeth who has been called out by someone who was on the rwby team, i'm not going to get into that but along with that roosterteeth employees use slurs they can't reclaim, constantly say the people who call them out on that are stupid and are all around an awful company

nico: nico yazawa is from love live, a known favorite among pedophiles and lolicons, and nico herself is a character built on an image of being childlike and young

homura: homura is an abuser, she abused madoka in the show/movies

kyouko: in the 4th or 5th trial she basically lets naegi die, though that isn't as bad as it sounds it's still a shitty thing to do. dangan ronpa also promotes violence/the killing of children and teenagers as well as the sexualization of minors as a series

ripple: i admit i don't know that much about what she's from but magical girl anime is problematic and promotes toxic ideas/viewpoints against young asian (specifically japanese) girls, i can only hope this show did something to try to break that stereotype

ryuko: klk promotes the sexualization of minors as well

corrin: fe14 is awful and we've gone over why in previous callouts, though you can look through tags for that and see why too for more info on that

asuka: nge promotes abuse of minors, and asuka also tried to get involved romantically/sexually with an adult man, abused shinji, and hit rei

dia: from love live again, her character is not as bad as nico but kinning from the show/series supports all the bad things in it

audrey: huniepop is bad on its own i don't need to fucking explain that

futaba: persona 5 sexuailized minors (anne), and promotes pedophilia and kinning from it promotes that

hiyoko: abusive herself, constantly berates mikan and has the same problems as nico

link: botw sexualizes black ppl (the entire gerudo race is coded from what i can tell), link's desi outfit is also racist

tiki: fire emblem is a bad series and we've talked abt those issues in previous callouts

mika: is extremely sexualized while also being a minor, idolmaster is known to sexualize minors especially in cinderella girls/starlight stage

maki: i feel like we've had a maki kin before but she's from ndrv3, ndrv3 has a literal dictator in it, we've def been over why ndrv3 is awful

severa/celica: severa's from fire emblem and also appears in fe14, fe overall is a bad series as mentioned above

izayoi: have we had an izayoi? i feel like we have but in case we haven't, dr3 is awful and izayoi is dating a manipulative abusive person and does nothing to stop her from being that way

there's probably a lot more issues with these kins but i spent an hour or 2 writing all of that and fact checking, i’m tired but this person just. lmao she also says shit about like fe being cursed yet she still.. ids as someone from it so. lil bit hypocritical of her?

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