#dgm angst

[alienaiver]

Released

Howard Link x gn!reader

“I grieved you.” you let out, all your emotions clawing their way out of your body in strained convulsions and shaky breaths.

“I know.”

He repeats it, several times as he tries to comfort you with his touch. The hand by his chest is still clenched and it takes monumental effort to release the tension and spread out your fingers. You let them travel up past his collarbone, his throat – taking a pause by his pulse point. You need to feel it with more parts of your body – until it finally reaches his jaw, his cheek. His skin is still as soft as it’s always been, showing no signs of decay.

warnings: spoilers for chapter 247 of the manga, mentions of death and grieving wordcount: 1.6k content: angst turns fluff, sfw, hurt/comfort, happy ending, genderneutral reader, bodypositive and poc friendly reader, no use of y/n, canon compliant, not beta’d, ive put reader in as a links lover from before he “passed” and just learning that hes back and alive in the recent chapter so their reunion basically, links makes my brain go brrrr like my freezer after ive taken out an ice cream,

notes: I RUSHED TO WRITE THIS AFTER CHAPTER 247 HELLO?????? DID U SEE ALL LINKS BEAUTIFUL SMILES?!??!?! reader’s role isnt described as neither exorcist or science member or nurse so you choose, honestly i cant say much abt this work except that i just wanted to kiss link.,......... <3 and get this scenario out of my beautiful head bcos it has been ROTATING

When Kanda makes the announcement, you immediately latch onto his choice of words, following his eyes to where they’ve trailed to the window.

And there he shows up. The man you’ve been grieving for months now.

You freeze and air gets hard to breathe. It’s like there’s no oxygen around you as your throat constricts and lungs burn. What? How?

Allen reacts first, opening the door and looking at him. Howard Link’s pose is incredibly relaxed and a smile you rarely saw appear on his face is so casually planted there that you almost want to drag out your weapon to make sure this isn’t an Akuma or some kind of clever disguise puppeteered by Leverrier.

But Allen’s eye doesn’t react. He simply runs to him and you gasp when they almost fall off of the balcony.

You stay behind as they all converge closer to him, your hand still wrapped around the handle of the measly dagger that Tiedoll gave to you when you first joined him going rogue from the Order, “to protect yourself.” He’d said.

You help Tiedoll prepare the food, anything to not be close to him right now as you try to process that he’s there, alive. You’re not sure he saw you before you sneaked to the kitchen but knowing him and his skills, he’s most likely seen you before he even approached on Kanda’s behest.

You don’t look at him all through the food and the talk, staying focused on eating and listening to all the information that Allen is giving out. You flinch at the mention of Link being targeted and killed again, tensing up through your entire spine, swallowing your bite thickly and schooling your expression as best as you’re able.

At his confession you audibly gasp and can’t stop your eyes from looking directly at him before it’s too late. You’re overwhelmed by the radiant smile he gives off. It’s like your heart is beating again for the first time since it stopped beating the day he passed away. He catches your gaze immediately, as if waiting for your eyes to finally look at him. You feel heat in your cheeks as he holds it, though you can tell that he’s not looking at you anymore, but through you.

He's only pulled back when Allen pinches his nose. You can’t help but laugh – their antics back to what they used to be. When food is finished, you make Kanda help you clean up. He huffs and puffs but relents in the end, stacking plates and leftovers expertly in his arms. In the kitchen he grunts at you, “I won’t get involved.” He states and you look at him with question marks in your eyes, head tilted. He pouts at your obliviousness with furrowed brows, “talk to the fuckin’ dog.”

Then he leaves you to dry the last dishes he finished washing, the door closing behind him and leaving you alone for the first time since finding out that Link is very much alive and well.

Your hand clenches around the plate in your hands. You’ve seen four new expressions on his face you’d never been graced with before in the span of an hour. Your eyes can tell that it’s him but your heart wavers. You fear you don’t know the man outside with the face of the man you love.

  When you reemerge back in the living room, a hush falls over them all. It’s so obvious that it’s painful and you feel like you’re suffocating. Maybe you are.

 Link then gets up from his seat on the floor, dusting off his pants before he clears his throat. He then gathers his courage and looks at you and says your name for the first time. your breath hitches and you can only manage a meekly nod when he nods towards one of the rooms to the sides, his eyes begging for you to go with him and talk.

Allen says something that you don’t catch as you walk in through the door, your hand tracing the door frame before Link closes the door behind you.

None of you say anything for longer than you can count. Your eyes are locked on his chest and how it rises up and down with each breath he takes. They’re leveled and controlled, but they confirm that he’s alive. He’s really here with oxygen in his lungs and a beating heart. Your hands clench into fists by your side.

His breathing pattern changes, telling you he’s about to say something. You bite your underlip and raise your gaze to look directly at him – he flinches but remains posed. Out of your peripheral vision you see his fist clench and unclench, reaching out towards you before retracting again. He then wills himself to relax and smile at you.

This is the fifth expression you’ve never seen on his face. It suits him, but that’s not what you’re focusing on, your eyes locked to the way his lips move, tasting his words before he lets them out in the open.

You can’t take this. Your heart is beating rapidly, your hands and your back is sweaty from the strain of all your emotions and the way you clench your jaw is starting to hurt. In frustration you lift your fist to punch him and as it stands high in the air, you catch his gaze – his smile widens. That stupid, handsome smile. Your hand collides with his chest in a much slower and gentler pace than what you first intended and you instantly feel his body heat traveling to you and you sigh, biting the inner part of your cheek before your head follows your hand towards him and rests on his chest. A sob is threatening to leave you but you inhale deeply instead.

Not many moments pass before he wraps his arms around you, his head resting on the crown of your head. Without embarrassment he noses your head and breathes in your scent, hugging you tighter to him. He seems to relax much more now that you’re touching him.

You’re not. Your spine is locked and you’re rigid in his embrace, refusing to take in the scent of him, the feel of him. He died.

The sob that’s been lodged in your throat since you saw him on the balcony finally breaks free and all the muscles that you’d tensed up spasm before they relax. He coos at you and rubs gentle circles into the small of your back.

You move your head from his chest and towards his neck, your lips ghosting over his pulse point. You’re so close that you can feel it beating against your lips and the first tear roll down your cheek, wetting your lips. If he feels the wetness on his skin, he doesn’t say anything.

You whimper softly before you finally push yourself closer to him, your lips pressing into his skin, arms wrapping around him, clenching his shirt as if your life depended on it.

“I grieved you.” you let out, all your emotions clawing their way out of your body in strained convulsions and shaky breaths.

“I know.”

He repeats it, several times as he tries to comfort you with his touch. The hand by his chest is still clenched and it takes monumental effort to release the tension and spread out your fingers. You let them travel up past his collarbone, his throat – taking a pause by his pulse point. You need to feel it with more parts of your body – until it finally reaches his jaw, his cheek. His skin is still as soft as it’s always been, showing no signs of decay. They’re warm, like the rest of him. He’s always been a furnace. He pulls his head away from the top of yours and finally, finally locks his lips with yours.

Your breath hitches at the moment of contact and you stand frozen, eyes still open to be sure he’s real and doing this. His own eyes are closed and his brow is relaxed. The kiss is featherlight, like he’s unsure if he’s allowed this touch. You close your eyes and relax as much as you’re able. It’s only when you push further into him that he redoubles his efforts and pulls you impossibly closer, a whine escaping his throat as he continues to kiss you.

He’s here, he’s alive and he’s kissing you like it’s the only thing he’s been thinking of since he came back from the dead. You chance a look at him again and see how his brows has furrowed. He’s frustrated he can’t be closer to you than this right now and you can’t help the laugh that bubbles from deep within you, a place you’d thought had withered and rotted. Happiness blooms in you as his hands travel up to caress your cheeks.

This is the Howard Link that you knew, you know this now.

It’s just Howard Link without the chains binding him, the one able to express his wants more clearly than when he was shackled and controlled by another will than his own. This is the man that you love, finally able to do what he wants, to love who he wants without the heavy weight of guilt looming over every kiss, every chance meeting at the library, every cake secretly baked with you in mind.

Howard Link feels freer to make his own choices than he’s ever been, and he’s choosing to side with you. You smile into his lips before you run your hand through his hair, messing with his braid. He pulls away and with a breathless chuckle says your name. You hands travel to his nape with a warm smile, "welcome back."

[pinkisthenewangst]

Hey there! May I request #11 of the tragic quotes for Lavi?

°`🍨: D.Gray-Man x GN! Reader

°`🍨: Observing Lavi 

°`🍨: Prompt 11 - “ There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. “

Your work as a finder was mainly related to securing the Innocent and gathering information so that the exorcists could successfully carry out their mission. You were lucky enough to accompany Bookman and his apprentice several times, which is why you became friends with Lavi, if you even could call it a friendship. The exorcist was very nice but also a bit childish, but if you looked closely at his face, you could see that his smile never reached his eye. As if the emotions he showed were not real, but only a play while his face was the stage. When you first noticed it, you couldn't take your eyes off him. Everyone was aware that Bookman and his apprentice were only here to document the history of the time, which is why feelings are out of place for them. But you could see it clearly. Lavi longed to show those feelings openly and tell every single story that bothered him.

Ever since you had this discovery, you couldn't help but watch him when you had the chance. It usually started in the canteen. You looked up from your food when you heard a familiar voice. Your gaze usually focused on his face, which is why you usually forget to continue eating. Your eyes followed every movement that took place in his face. Startled, your eyes widened when his gaze turned to you. Caught off guard, you turned your face back to your food as you feel the warmth in your ears. Embarrassed, you put your hand on one ear so no one would see how red it got. You feel his gaze rest on you for a moment before he probably turns back to the others.

The next situation happens during the next mission. The exorcists were sitting in their compartment while you stood next to the door as the finder. Somewhat bored, you rocked back and forth on your heels, in your mind sorting Lavi's various facial expressions into specific feelings. You frowned as your lips pursed slightly. The young man was a great mystery to you, but unfortunately he isn't an open book you could read with a glance. You sighed, but you knew it was a good sign for his future as a bookman that you couldn't see through him. But you knew very well that he was carrying a lot of untold stories that he had to handle on his own.

Your job as a finder now seemed much easier than before, but you still knew that you could be replaced faster than he could. After all, finders aren't there to stand up against Akuma. You shake your head as it slowly began to hurt from the whole thinking you did. Life in the present time was far too complicated for you to be able to find answers. While he is carrying the burden of having to keep everything to himself, you had to be ready to look death in the eye at any moment. A tragic turn of your observation.

°`🍨: i hope you like it ! ovo9 

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°`🍨: REQUESTS ARE OPEN !

[yourteght]

» UM LUGAR PARA VOLTAR — capa teste

⟅07.04.2024 — eu achei a minha primeira capa desse casal muito xoxa para o tanto que eu amo eles ENTÃO eu fui lá e fiz uma outra que creio que minhas vozes da cabeça não vão me sabotar :) eu estou totalmente apaixonado por capas mais terrosas que faço normalmente, não sei se repararam mas eu estou impossível, eu tenho alguma coisa com essa cor gente, ela me deixa tão tão mais motivado pra capar que cês não tem ideia <3 eu queria alguma coisa que me remetesse a algo muito distante e a cartas, acho que fiz um dos fundos mais lindos da minha carreira de capista com essa capa, eu acredito que nunca mais vou fazer um fundo tão lindo quanto esse e eu não to bem :'D muito dos recursos que usei foram do Pinterest com as dicas do @shibuinni3 nesse post aqui ☆ (muito obrigado, chuchu). Sobre a capa, o que dizer? Ela é fruto de um surto de domingo à tarde, as minhas capas mais bonitas nasceram assim e com essa não é diferente, eu amei cada segundo :3

[caelanglang]

“Good night, Allen.”

[sinvulkt]

Just—' I wanna scream this somewhere— but this face— these kind of beautifully sad but ironic smiles and expressions— those are what kept me into manga for so long.

(It’s d.gray man chap 219)

[lavistapeworm]

Laven Week 2022 Day 3 - Autumn - Leaves | Bonfires | Death | Pumpkins

la pietà clown edition 🎪

[lady-lilly-gray]

not me writing a fucking kandai fic at work in the year 2024

[noob-slifer]

Link to AO3 here. I haven't written in three years but I'm doing Nano and it works, so here is a little drabble. ;D

Words: 308.

Characters: Allen Walker, Mana Walker.

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Sometimes, Mana thinks he has a hole in his head.

Mana had known a lot of things without knowing them. He could just do things on his own like a second nature, like somewhat all the knowing was just… put in there. Mana knows how to read even the fancy spelling of the words, knows how to cook in a kitchen, and how to sew his own clothes. All Mana knows that he knows is that he is a clown.

A clown that didn’t know how to take care of a child.

And Allen was a feisty one. He was grumpy and loud in his opinions, but also was tender and patient. Red—Allen constantly worries about him, about the food they ate and where they will sleep tonight. Allen was so sweet, it hurts Mana’s heart sometimes.

So, Mana tries his best for Allen, too. He tries to make him laugh (“you’re too young to look that serious, Allen!”) and tries to make him feel safe and cared for. He tells Allen bedtime stories, so they can sleep better at night, so Allen can dream of the world being beautiful, and not just cold and withering in the winter. Mana teaches Allen about the stars that guide the sailors, and the waves of light that shine in the north. The next year, Mana promises, they can go there. They will laugh and play in the snow, and it won’t be as cold as now.

Mana tries his best, truly. But something is off with him. He tries to remember places or faces that are no longer there. He talks about people that don’t exist. He can see shadows in the corner of his eyes, watching him, haunting him like a cursed memory.

Mana can’t explain why. So, he just thinks—

Mana has a hole in his head.

[lavibookmansflatass]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: D Gray Man Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Lavi/Tyki Mikk, Lavi & Tyki Mikk Characters: Lavi Bookman, Tyki Mikk Additional Tags: Smut, two identity crisis's learning how to feel, deep psychological topics, major character deaths, mentions of child abuse, will add more tags and warnings as we move along, Hand Jobs, it will be a tragic ending you've been warned, Blood and Gore, Panic Attacks, Slow Burn, mentions of past Laven if one could count it Summary:

Lavi has been captured by the Noah and tortured for information for weeks. Not finding what they were looking for, they bicker amongst themselves to decide the Bookman Junior's fate. Lucky for him, he piqued one Noah's curiosity. One that seemed to have a soft spot for humans and enjoyed living a double life. Unwilling to let an interesting human slip from his fingers, Tyki decides to keep Lavi as a pet. Together they learn what it means to feel human or something close to it. Finding a sense of peace within each other to strip away the fabricated identities they weaved for the sake of their roles they figure out who they really are.

[thefinalsnart]

Thinking about the last thing I reblogged, and Howard Link making just… the most beautiful wedding cake for him and his significant other. It would be so stunning, a perfect mix of their preferences and decorated to perfection.

[aubadeempress]

Has anyone at all made a Lavi missing poster?

[alienaiver]

becoming obsessed w a new manga thats v new and still not v long is so incomprehensible.. why do i Keep doing this KSKDKDKD 🤡

[pinkisthenewangst]

°`🍨: Prompt Masterlist

°`🍨: I looked up tragic book quotes and now i will use them to write something with a similar/same meaning or mood ! ovo9

°`🍨: For requesting: Number of the quote and the character i should write for !

°`🍨: Writing only for Demon Slayer, Bungo Stray Dogs and D.Gray-Man !

°`🍨: REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! 2/15

°` 1. I know so many last words. But i will never know hers/his.

°` 2. You know, a heart can be broken, but it keeps on beating, just the same.

°` 3. Forgive me, for all the things i did but mostly for the ones that i did not.

°` 4. But maybe that‘s the way of life … To understand things only after they‘d passed. Only once it was too late.

°` 5. The weight of what has been lost is always heavier than what remains.

°` 6. Her/His pen had a heart inside, and the nib was a wound in a vein. She/He stained the page with herself/himself.

°` 7. I want to talk to her/him. I want to have lunch with her/him. I want her/him to give me a book she/he just read and loved. She/He is my phantom limb, and I just can’t believe I’m here without her/him.

°` 8. Now you see… why it is useless to cry. Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears.

°` 9. Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.

°` 10. The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

°` 11. There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

°` 12. I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.

°` 13. I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.

°` 14. People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.

°` 15. The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.

[yourteght]

» I WILL CARRY YOU — capa teste

⟅06.04.2024 — passei por uma semana bem puxada e nesse dia decidi que queria tirar alguns headcanons meus de alguns animes e mangás para fora, eu já faço isso PORÉM eu nunca tinha feito do meu casal preferido de DGM e aqui estamos. Sei lá gente, eu não sei explicar mas amo uma capa bagunçada que só eu e meus neurônios entendem. Tem pessoas que me perguntam como faço as coisas sendo que nem eu sei como faço, já tentei ensinar algumas pessoas e me enrolei demais pq sou um péssimo professor, estou admitindo pq confesso que não sei ensinar uma porta (que abrir que dira uma pessoa né?) Enfim, essa capa foi um xodó de fazer. Nem tive como encher muito ela pq não soube aproveitar bem as texturas e ta ok, é sobre isso. Meus amores estão tão lindinhos nessa capa, com essa música então: uma obra viva na história da arte! :3 tchau gente.

A real é que eu queria fazer uma capa deles com a música War of Hearts da mesma cantora CONTUDO TODAVIA eu acabei voltando no tempo com essa música e tive que botar eles pq sou gado dos dois sim :D

[caelanglang]

sad happy smile

[futurefind]

//I DID THE THING FINALLY!! 😭😭😭The years on first one indicate when they first inspired me/influenced how I wrote/saw Sa!! Hence them being absent on the latter

Elaborations/details below the cut!!!

Element Valkyrie: (Kit) Literally how/why Sa has her main gimmick of fire + water/ice lmao!! In fact I think fire was her original main...? Ice became a focus post-atla (all of like... a year later lmfao)

Link (Twilight Princess): (Aesth) What can I say I really loved TPs, well, 'edgier' aesth (my second zelda after all of wind waker). Also, probably the first wolf association...? Less consciously, perhaps the first taste of cryptid drifter that goes around solving problems? (Kit) Why Sasume has a sword!! And why it's at her back/shoulder!! Also, sort of, ass kicking with said sword, but as a video game YMMV lmao. (Chara) The silent protag stuff could not hurt? Esp w the contrast with being good w kids, implicitly (Heart) WHAT CAN I SAY I'VE SAID IT BEFORE Sa is very much HeroTM, in broader loz/link sense, at heart. Saving and helping people is her priority!! Even when it's hard!!

Naruto: (Kit) Tbh... the source of Shinrei's aesthetic effects wrt eyes, teeth, claws, etc? (Bg/Lore) Samehat with her bg. With an emphasis on samehat, as the two were connected 1:1 in those early days. But unlike canon Naruto even baby Nori went 'reality ensues' 'edgier' variant where shit is traumatizing as fuck. (Heart) As I've also Also stated elsewhere... she's very much a shonen protagonist at heart??? A Knight in Sour Armor but a Knight all the same

Sasuke: (Aesth) Do I even need to say it...? The grumpy/angsty edgelord Lancer surface level absolutely came from here, lmao. Not as conscious as Naruto (iirc, I gave her blue hair bc my brown marker ran out when doing that design? lmfao) but definitely couldn't hurt. (Bg/Lore) Probably colored/inspired taking the aforementioned 'reality ensues' traumatic framing for Sa's bg. And a bunch of other plot-y stuff that's sliding scale of preserved to scraped entirely (ie being Nth distant relative survivors to the Uchiha clan lmfao). (Chara) What can I say... aren't we all familiar w the broadstrokes atp?? Loner angsting edgelord who's just afraid of letting people in... A staple of the archetype, and undoubtedly helped staple that archetype onto Sa. (Other) Far more nebulous, but did inspire a general 'special heritage/family line' power stuff. Though what said family line stuff was wouldn't be figured out 'til further down the line.

Kanda: (Aesth) For a hot second I literally intentionally looked to Kanda for aesth inspiration for Sa lmao... in my NLOG phase I even did an inverse of him being confused for a woman by having Sa be more Bifauxnen bc 'feminine = weak' lol (gag). Also, while from DGM's uniform as a whole rather than Kanda specifically, codified Sa's token look of skintight slevelees turtleneck + fingerless gloves— as well as remove previous aspects of color from her wardrobe. (Kit) Again, a side effect of DGM as a whole rather than Kanda specifically, but this is why Shinrei's kit isn't just so thought out but so specifically staggered (the 'Levels/Stages' aspects present across many Innocence). As a direct inspo, though, Mugen fucking with his pupils/eye is what I used to preserve Sa's emotive angy vfx (and what made it, and her entire kit, 1:1 with her sword rather than being innate). (Chara) Do I need to elaborate...? Lol. He also fits into the archetype of Sasuke that Sa was already in, so nothing too big, particularly as DGM made me develop Sa so much more and breakaway from copypasting him. However, he's liably the source of her more overt tsundere tendencies, as well as her aversion to using people's names (also for tsun reasons). Also probably why Sa's surface level is outright Jerkass and not just ominous stoic dude deal lmao.

GRAVEYARD/REVERSE INSPO BOOGALOOS!!

As these are blorbos you can use to 'find Sasume in' instead of vice versa, these'll hopefully be more brief...? Things to make you point at and go 'omg just like Sa :)', rather than unpacking the building blocks of inspiration that helped codify her into how she is.

Geralt: (Aesth) The wandering enigmatic monster hunter with an extremely dangerous rep but with more heart/morals than you'd think... yk? Bonus spn gold eye points. (Kit) Nothing overt, but general hyper-competence wrt combat. (Bg) Witchers' sliding scale of dubious rep, yk? As well as his Butcher legacy. (Chara) As stated, gruff bastards with a caring heart that's variably concealed, depending on the moment. Notably (vs some prev examples), very okay with killing human monsters, even if it's not ideal.

Alucard: (Aesth) Pwincesses The supernatural & enigmatic auras that are both intimidating and inspiring reliance/protection yk? (Kit) Again general combat competence, but also healing factor and resulting being a gd tank, relatively. (Heart) Hearts of gold!! More overt since he's not a tsun though lol

Mizu: (Aesth) Edgelord wandering blue eyed 'samurai', lol. (Kit) Violence hypercompetence, pragmatism, and being a disturbing levels of tanking severe wounds. (Bg) What can I say Mizu's entire traumatic backstory and hardening into who she is is because of being othered and seen as nonhuman (if due to racism, vs Sa's). Plus some spoilery stuff I'm not gonna say bc oh my god guys go watch BES :') Esp if you like Sa. (Chara) The terrifying determinism, raw brutality/pragmatism, being stubborn idiots who need to be forced into accepting help... but also going to extreme lengths once the loner walls are breached. Also, the sass and taunting and blood knight aspects??? Peak Sa. Chef kiss. (Other) Holy fucking SHIT the insecurities? And self perception?? Seeing oneself as monstrous and inhuman and that inhumanity linked with an 'inability/failures of' being a woman yk......... augh,

Ed: (Kit) Having fun with 'bending' elements in utilitarian ways. (Bg) Orphaned big siblings whose main priority is saving/helping baby sib yk... Also, in retrospect, the hypercompetence being developed for the sake of said sib. (Heart) Again!! Shonen protagonist at her core!! Though ofc focusing more on the unironic softness, as well as her 'aspiring' for pacifism and hating having to kill but having no qualms doing so when necessary.

Rengoku: (Kit) Badass swordsmen with fire related aesth? Badass swordsmen. (Bg) While far more... mundane in the tragedies of his upbringing, the overlap in the themes and impact of their traumas are :') very much similar :'))) (Heart) Shonen protags but also mentors!! Staring very loudly at and ignoring even harder how as a kid my intent for Sa's story would be to kill her off. Tbf she's a very solid candidate for the Obi-Wan type 'crutch' characters whose death symbolisms an emblematic turning point...........

Vash: (Kit) Again: See: Hypercompetence in combat, now with more overt inhuman uncanniness!! (Bg) While far more fantastical and sort of... spread out? Impersonal? Than Sa's, it's impact and his view on it are very Sacore!! (Heart) SHONEN PROTAG OF ALL TIME??? And also see: aspirations of pacifism and how, just like Vash is able to be so extremely pacifistic because he's nonhuman levels of sturdy... Sasume cannot be because she's still very much human, and so can only take so much before she's forced to retaliate :') (And also being long past the point of breaking pacifism for sake of necessity/saving others... and p much Only breaking it to protect others... yk.......)