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sadruru · 3 months

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Suddenly inspired by one artwork where one artist's commander is depicted on different mythic path. It made me want to draw some of them too! Each choice will affect Melissa differently, both externally and internally.

Maybe some of you have thought of something like that too. I think it's really cool!

WARNING!!! That's a lot of letters ~ Because I can and I will I LOVE making long posts with lots of text. A-HA-HA!!!

Trickster: "No matter what I do, my life is a f*cking comedy for humans, gods, demons… And you know what? I don't give a sh*t about you motherf*ckers! / You watch Melissa go into hysterics. The insane laughter makes your blood run cold. She even seems to be dancing to music she can only hear in her head. / No one else will have power over me, not even the gods! From now on, I will write my own happy ending! Now let us play by my rules. I am the queen in this godd*mn theater, and you will be my jesters!!"

The True path. The alignment remains the same, Chaotic-Neutral. More madness and fun. Melissa certainly wouldn't give up the ability to interfere even with the universe if it were possible. The only outward difference is the occasional appearance of a strange mask on her face. At times like that, you never know what to expect from this tiefling. I had a hell of a hard time drawing that mask, but it turned out great. Just the way I wanted it to turn out.

Angel: "/ Melissa's eyes look down in confusion. You can hear the shaky notes of confusion in her voice. She is unusually silent. The weight of responsibility now rests on her shoulders. / I thought this was going to be an amusing joke. Tiefling's more like an angel, and she's got stupid wings! Sounds mad, doesn't it? My skin and hair… Do I really look like a human now? It's wild…. It's so weird to feel so many hopeful looks on me. I don't even know what to say…"

The alignment changed to Neutral. And from this point on, some of her views on life would have to be reevaluated, which was extremely discouraging. Melissa will become much more serious and calm, less 24/7 style jokes. More adequacy. Her skin will lighten and her hair will take on its usual human brown hue as will her eyes. The appearance of wings, of course, and a semblance of a warm glow from behind, like the aasimar's. She didn't choose this path because there was no point in bringing righteousness and law to a world that was already rotten. Easier to destroy everything… Isn't it?

Azata: "Okay, wait… What the?! Butterfly wings?! Plants on my head?! I look like a pink princess, only without the dress!" / Melissa looks extremely annoyed. No matter how hard she tried to pluck the flowers, they grew on her head again and again, covering her horns with fragrant roses. Slowly she begins to relax, realizing that it's no use. / Damn it!.. Okay, okay. I think I liked that. A little bit... Maybe bringing 'kindness' and 'freedom' isn't as stupid as I thought… Don't dare laugh!"

Chaotic-Good By the end of the game, Melissa becomes softer and kinder. But she's not thrilled with the sudden external changes anyway. You know, flowers and butterflies. The reason for her rejection of this path is simple. She doesn't believe in all that nonsense about friendship, loyalty, kindness and so on. Didn't grow up in that kind of environment. ...Azata - it's not necessarily blue colors. I just want red 🗿 No Desna. Just Cayden Cailean and Calistria!

Demon: "/ Her burning eyes reflected real rage and bloodlust. It was as if primordial chaos in all its horrifying splendor came into view. The thirst for destruction that had haunted her all her life had taken on new colors, and she was ready to carry it with renewed vigor. The girl's voice was no longer human, but rather frighteningly demonic. / I want to break someone's spine, fracture their skull, gut their insides... How ironic. All my life I've been called many things: monster, beast, demon. And now... Now I'm exactly what you thought I was. I hope you're all happy."

REALL Chaotic- Evil The saddest path for Melissa, in my opinion. Especially for a tiefling, considering they often do bad things under societal pressure. Absolute hatred for anything and everything. The appearance would be demonic.

The closest thing to her was the Demon path. Sure, it was very tempting to gain destructive power and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her, but that would be too easy. Deep down, Melissa really didn't want anything like that. If you got to know her better, you'd realize that she's not as bad as she seems at first glance.

P.S.: Yes, she has a big scar on her neck. There will definitely be pages later on about how she got it. It has to do with her death and sudden resurrection.

#wotr commander #pathfinder #pathfinder wrath of the righteous #pathfinder wotr #wotr #pfwotr #Melissa #artists on tumblr #didgital art #oc #original character

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shzmluvrs · 11 months

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The Disconnect

Prompt: My random headcanon that pretty much just focuses on that odd... difference in vibe between Billy as himself vs when he's in his superhero form.

Timeline: Both movies

TW/Content: None, just me talking just to talk fr

Reader: None

Requested By: My damn self😼🫶🏽

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So like, duh, Moon and I have like... constant headcannons for like, every single person ever in the Shazam movies. And I did plan to write/list 'em out and post at some point. But this one is my biggest one, so I think it deserves its own post🤷🏽‍♀️.

Anyone who's seen just either one of the movies is pretty aware of that... weird little (but noticeable) disconnect between Asher Angel's Billy Batson and Zachary Levi's Shazam. Asher is a damn good Billy, while Zachary... he's good at being Shazam and acting like a kid who doesn't know what he's doing (which is the overall plot, ofc), but I just can't/don't believe him to be Asher's Billy, if that makes sense (??).

So, while yes, this is a little jarring for viewers, if you're anything like me, you know it's kind of not the end of the world and can be bypassed/looked over. Fixed, even, if had been given the proper attention to do such. And what better way to do that than through some good ol' writer brain🤷🏽‍♀️?

My in-media headcanon for why Billy acts so differently in his super-powered adult form is because he simply just becomes heaps more confident. He knows he's invincible to most things, he's got all these different and god-like powers and abilities, etcetc... So natrually, with those things comes an overwhelming and amazing sense of security, right? Therefore, leading to a surging amount of both confidence/ego and recklessness that you might not see come from some vulnerable, hard-knock-life-stricken, defensive kid.

It also gives him more freedom to come out of his shell (almost forces him to, really), hence why it becomes so much easier for him to talk to/interact with others while he's in his adult form. He almost wants to, because of that classic teenage boy need to show off (for the ladiesss😼🫶🏽⚡️). He gains the chance to actually be a kid, frfr, because he had to grow up and learn to care for himself so soon. Because, hell, it's not like he knew if his powers were a privilege he was gonna get to keep🤷🏽‍♀️. Gotta make the most of it.

Not to mention, poor boy has probably felt all alone and helpless all his life. Constantly having to do things on his own, constantly worried about how he's gonna get by and/or where he's gonna end up next. These abilities are like a free "out", if ykwim. He can essentially do whatever he wants, go wherever he wants now that he can just fly off somewhere...

I'd be eager to run around and do the most over the top shit, too, if it had been me. As Freddy once said, "I'd kill to have what you have...".

Plus, I mean, he is a teenager. A teenage boy, at that. I'm pretty sure no matter how hard and tall you've set up your shell, at the end of the day, if you randomly got superpowers n shit, you'd act a little bit out of normal character, too. Especially if your "normal character" are/is a bunch of walls n shit you've built up to protect yourself from the things that, you now no longer have to, because again... SUPERPOWERS!!

So, to try and wrap this all up, I, personally, am one to believe there's nothing a fanfic or a headcanon can't fix, hence... this lmao. And that's pretty much my way to try and fix/make sense of that disconnect between acting styles so I can properly hyperfixate in peace lmfao. And hopefully, now that you've seen this, you can, too :).

Okay, the end, that's it, goodbye🫶🏽😼.

Headcannons on all characters to come relatively soon, y'all, I promise🫡💕.

~ Star✨️

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idk if i can put into words how bad this is for me im thinking like. angel/fallen dynamic almost. i need your love like a boy needs his mother's side. i need you because you make it safe you make it easier to breathe to hold onto. i am clinging to the last shred of home i have in you because i'm not sure i have anywhere left to go. except.

what happens to the boy who is abandoned by the mother. what happens when he is torn from his mother's side, cut away, ripped apart, tossed aside like nothing. does it become a need for that same love or does it become a hatred. hhnsgh.

this is about party poison and also by extension kobra kid and oh wait fuck what if the mothers side is the city FUCKUFKXUDUCKCUJCC I HAVE A MATH TEST TOMORROW I CANT

LITERALLY I WAS READING THIS ASK JUST MENTALLY CHANTING "OHHH VENOM SIBLINGS VENOM SIBLINGS VENOM SIBLINGS" AND THEN I REALIZED LIKE. YES THE CITY IS THE MOTHER'S SIDE BUT ONCE THEYRE AWAY LONG ENOUGH THEY ADAPT TO LIFE WITHOUT HER AND THEN PARTY BECOME THE MOTHER IN A FUCKED UP SORT OF WAY AND THATS HOW THEY END UP PUSHING KOBRA AWAY BC THEY BECOME JUST AS RESTRICTIVE FOR HIM AS THE CITY WGAS AND THAT RIPS KOBRA WAY FROM THE ONE PERSON HE THOUGHT HE WA SAFE WITH IM GONNA EXPLODE

also this has made me realize the like. inherent connection between the venom siblings and frankenstein's creature (or maybe its not inherent and this is just me projecting again) bc its like !! they are from the city they are products of the city wether they like it or not. and it was supposed to be their home they were supposed to be safe there but because of these fundamental pieces of themselves, things entirely out of control, they were deemed broken, failures, monsters that needed to be fixed to fit into bli's narrow version of humanity. they were set up for failure from the start because the system they were born into the world they were born into was designed specifically to kill people like them!!!! they were born seeing the beauty of the world (because i firmly believe they found some beauty in the city. as hard as bli tried to stomp it out theres just some things you cant ever get rid of) and they wabted to be a part of it but the world around them was never gonna accept them as they are andvs !!!!!!!!!! maybe this doesnt make sense and im just too far into the frankenstein feels from listening to the musical earlier but fuuuuuuuck kaz im gonna fucking chew a hole trhought the wall now WHAGT THE FUCK OH GOD AND IT WORKS WITH THE ANGLE/FALLEN DYNAMIC TOO FUCK MY FAVORITE FRANKENSTEIN QUOTE "I OUGHT YO BR THY ADAM BUT I AM RATHER THY FALLEN ANGEL" OR WHYEVER WHAT THE FUCK KAZ THIS IS SO BAD FOR ME

#asks

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starsandlightning · 9 months

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Hi let’s talk about Good Omens

Warning: GO S2 spoilers

My thoughts on the GO S2 finale:

I’m not not into the coffee theory, and other theories like it. There’s a lot of good points being made in its favor, such as the soft miracle sound effect that plays when the Metatron hands Aziraphale the coffee, or how one of Aziraphale’s biggest motivations for saving Earth in the previous season was how much he enjoyed his earthly life and pleasures, and hated the idea of leaving his bookshop. Another thing I feel like not enough people have pointed out was that he straight up tells the Metatron that he doesn’t want to return to Heaven (because where would he get his coffee?) and then the Metatron immediately deflects by bringing up the fact that Aziraphale could appoint Crowley to be an angel, seemingly making him forget all of his objections. Also, the Metatron says that he’ll give Aziraphale plenty of time to think over the decision—yet shows up immediately after Crowley exits the shop to take Aziraphale to Heaven. That’s the biggest thing, for me. So, the theory’s definitely got some meat to it.

However, I’m not exactly for the coffee theory, either. I feel like, for a lot of people, the reason the coffee theory is so appealing is because they believe Aziraphale would never do something like that unprompted. It’s really upsetting that he would choose Heaven over a life on Earth with Crowley, so it’s easier to process if it’s all just seen as miraculous manipulation. But, if I’m being honest, this seems like a very natural progression for their relationship. Like Crowley says, he and Aziraphale have pretty much already been together for the past 6000 years, but they’ve always pretended that their relationship is something it isn’t—but that’s true especially for Aziraphale. It’s Crowley who initiates most if not all of their interactions when it comes to “the arrangement”, as they put it. It’s Crowley who has to push Aziraphale into saving the world by making the Antichrist a normal kid. It’s Crowley who wants them to run away together to Alpha Centauri. Crowley has never been hesitant about doing things his own way, both as an angel and later as a demon. He has questions, and when God refuses to give him answers, he decides, “fuck it. I’m on my own side.”

But Aziraphale never completely detaches himself from Heaven. He feels extremely guilty when he doesn’t do things “by the book”, and that definitely extends to his relationship with Crowley. Throughout the entire first season, he is entirely focused on changing the other angels’ minds about Armageddon, despite their insistence on going through with the war. He only goes directly against Heaven when there’s absolutely no other way. We see this in Job, as well; he can’t acknowledge that God would actually want to kill the children, and is emotionally devastated when he has to lie to the other angels directly. And it’s very apparent throughout the second season that Aziraphale is saddened by the fact that he’s considered a traitor to Heaven. Aziraphale is attached to Heaven and he always has been. This is the biggest point of contention between him and Crowley—literally every single one of their breakups have centered around this issue. Crowley has let go of the idea of Heaven and Hell. He’s selfish in the best way. But Aziraphale can’t; being an angel is a part of his identity in a way that being a demon (or an angel) never was for Crowley.

I think Nina put it best, in the end: “Look at you two. [Crowley’s] the hard bitten one, who can’t trust anyone ever again, and [Aziraphale] is the soft one who still believes in magic and people being basically good and all that.” Crowley’s disillusioned with Heaven, and he sees it for what it is. Aziraphale, however, still thinks he can fix things. He believes that Heaven can be the way he’s always imagined it to be, that it can be truly good. And he thinks that the best way to do that would be to do it with Crowley—but only if Crowley can be “truly good”, as well. Crowley, despite everything, is still a demon in Aziraphale’s eyes. He’s another thing that Aziraphale can “fix”. So while him leaving Crowley to return to Heaven was genuinely the most devastated I’ve been in years, it’s what makes the most sense, story-wise. He was cast out of Heaven, and because of that, I don’t think he’d ever have stopped wondering if he’d made the right choice regarding Armageddon (and by extension, Crowley). Because otherwise, Aziraphale would never have seen how corrupt Heaven is. He needs to do this, so that there is no doubt in his mind that the right thing to do—the good thing—is to go back to Earth and be with Crowley.

TLDR; the ending was brilliant, whether you believe in the coffee theory or not. And I genuinely CANNOT WAIT for the third season.

#good omens #good omens s2 #good omens s1 #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #good omens s2 ending #coffee theory #metatron #i love them sm #we just need s3 then it’ll all be fine #they’ll live in a little cottage #and love each other forever

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autumnslance · 5 months

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This is a very silly ask (and feel free to ignore it completely), but do you think any of your OCs would be friends with characters from other franchises? (Fun fact, this was inspired by a piece of fanart that made me believe that Thancred and Leon Kennedy of Resident Evil fame would absolutely be friends. Or at least drinking buddies.)

Hrm, I don't often think in terms of crossovers and mashups anymore--which is funny, as one of my earliest online RP experiences was a multiverse setting where OCs from any and all settings--franchise, gaming, original, etc--could co-exist. Normal mortals teaming up with demigods from novel series and mega-damage users from RIFTS and an array of fantasy and sci-fi and horror characters in between.

I sometimes think about how my OCs in various settings would interact together; how my WoW OCs would get along, or not, with the FF14 crew, or the FF14 OCs with my D&D characters. I tend to lean into certain archetypes (bards and paladins/clerics/priests are favorites), so there'd be some overlap and things in common, and also some frustrations at similarities that grate and clash.

So I don't think too much about how they'd interact with canon figures from other settings, but any OCs I'd have in that realm instead.

Well, the adventuring parties of Actual Play shows like Critical Role (and its animated series spinoffs) is pretty easy; Vox Machina, the Mighty Nein, and Bells Hells are all as chaotic and as helpful as adventurers tend to be, for good or bad. So there'd be eye rolling and irritation, but also understanding and diving in alongside, forming friendships with the weirdos cuz well, adventurers are Like That. They're RP characters too though so might be cheating, or at least easier to figure out for me.

Vax has that sort of noble rogue energy that'd make Aeryn fond of him, while Vex would initially drive her up a wall until they reached an understanding. Scanlan's annoy the heck out of her until they got to sit down and talk for real and she saw under the vulgar exterior. Percy'd be tolerated as Insufferable Noble Trying Too Hard. She'd be patient with Grog and enjoy his overlarge childish glee at everything. And who doesn't love Pike? Literal angel with a chaotic bent herself, she adds a bit of calm when not engaging in sibling shenanigans with Grog. I think Aeryn'd relate most to Keyleth, funnily, and they'd get along decently. Tary, too, would get a lot of sympathy concerning expectations, and also nerding around with his crafts, and may make dealing with Percy a tad easier.

Of the Nein, Caduceus is a spot of calm, aroace energy. Not as right as he thinks he is about many things, but he means well and tries, and that counts for a lot. Aeryn'd have tea with him any day. She'd also be drawn to Beau's bravado and brashness and they'd get into trouble together. Same with Fjord and Caleb, really; there's a level of familiarity in how they approach things with 'let's poke it and see what happens' but also the care they have for others in general. Same with Yasha. Jester's a bright light ball of energy and oh gods her and C'oretta in the same space would be exhausting. Nott/Veth is a bit more complicated; probably depends on when in the campaign, is it before or after Veth's reunited with her family, as she undergoes a shift emotionally once she has her original self back as well as her husband and son. Molly would aggravate and charm Aeryn by turns; Kingsley she'd be sympathetic to and understand too well that living in another's shadow aspect. Essek is fine; he's a wizard to talk shop with, learn from, mess around with spellwork. Luc is a brat also in the shadow of his accomplished mom and adventuring family, and needs mentoring and guidance and a lot of patience oh gosh.

A lot of the Hells would honestly be irritating, especially Imogen's propensity to just use telepathy intrusively; girl needs a lesson in why you don't want to poke around uninvited or casually to get your answers, and a WoL's head is wilder than most. FCG needs mentoring and guidance like whoa. Fearne's also an agent of energetic chaos; fun in doses. Laudna's not so scary, very sweet and fun and sad and likely needs help she doesn't know how to ask for. Ashton's grating in his arrogance and rebelliousness for rebellion's sake (though that may shift given recent things...). Chetney's surface attitude would be annoying, but soon enough he'd be a safe and calming point, given his perceptions. Orym's also just calming and reasonable; maybe a little too much sometimes, and needs to be reminded to cut loose now and then, it's good for you (and your friends).

Dark rolls with it all; she's very easy to get along with. Iyna wouldn't be able to stand most of them. C'oretta would get along well with most everyone but lord her and Jester and/or Fearne in the same place...Terrifying!

That's one off the top of my head, after a long holiday weekend thinking about it off and on, anyway!

#final fantasy xiv #lyn prompts #characters #crossovers #aeryn prompts #dark prompts #punchy prompts #iyna prompts

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ponygirlponygirl · 1 year

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Last night one of my new Berlin friends, the one from Pittsburg, told me they are getting ADORABLE tattooed across their arm, above the elbow. Someone else asked why and they started talking about Barthes, who was the first theorist they read, and how Barthes says that in love, we reach the limits of language. When asked to describe someone we love, we falter. We become frustrated by the inadequacy of words to give shape to the way we feel. So we come up with silly pet names, which, they said, are still inadequate and a bit ridiculous but somehow right. Or at least the best we can find. So, they’re getting a tattoo: ADORABLE.

I’m thinking about this impossibility of language in wanting to write to you now. How much I’ve written to you, and of that, what you’ve read and not read, and the ways I’ve come to this impasse with language over and over. I’m thinking about the hope I’ve held on to that saying the right thing would make everything better. "For two people who love the written word,” you once wrote me, “we are pretty bad at it.”

Our relationship to each other an intoxicating, intense combination of cerebral and embodied. It’s rare I think, to relate so deeply in both. But also: everyone knows this feeling, don’t they?

The way you left things broke my broken heart, turned me inside out and on my head. The eight months of post-break-up spinning, of uncertainty, of me holding out for this belief in our love and in promises. How can I write this without sounding like every other person?

Yesterday I turned on my flip phone because I finally decided to get a German number. The last text on that phone is from August 31, 2021. Against all the advice from pop psychology and breakup forums, I read through our messages from that summer, oh my god. A shift in perspective. How were you able to put up with me then? I was so stubborn and childish and blind to the extent of it. I was often unreasonable, not receptive or reciprocal to your gentle attempts to connect with me, to accommodate me, to make things easier for me. You tried so hard. I can’t believe I didn’t understand that until now. And us to each other, in moments of strife: “I love you always.” “I love you deeply.” “I love you forever.”

May 28, 2021, I wrote you “it feels like we’re losing each other. feels like heartbreak.” and you wrote, “idk i’m just confused, last night was so so so so nice.” And I wonder at any claims on my part that I wasn’t pushing you away for months, or that it wasn’t all my fault too.

Last fall, a month after we broke up, we sat at Everett Park in the dark and you brought up the trip we took up the mountain, to the campsite where no one else was. You asked me then if I thought it was a swan song. Because you didn’t. But wasn’t it?

In the wake of everything it’s so hard for me to not hold out hope. In the wake of everything it’s so painful to try and detach from the possibility of some other life which, in the best moments felt palpable and already realized in us.

Where does falsity rear its head? What’s the point of deeply felt, temporary forvevers? Right before you left Los Angeles: “I trust us.” “I’m still in love with you.” “I want you to visit me.” “I’m committed to making things better.” As if suddenly changing one’s mind negates all the other promises. Or did you know deep down all along.

I think I still love you. Can that be true? Is it not the idea of you, or the idea of myself with you? Is it not the envy I have of you in a non-feminized body, the ease with which this allows you to move in certain spaces, despite the pain I know it generates? I think I still love you, but is it not my attachment to you, re-activated by old texts and a flip phone with the same background photo of you and the ornery rabbit who died last month, the one got from the woman in the SGV? Is it not a form of loneliness, am I just wishing for companionship on the level of yours? Is it not chemical, our bond built of a mixture of proximity and pheromones, entirely explainable by science, entirely able to re-created with and between almost anyone? I think I still love you.

But being with you I I lost myself, rock in force field. Disconnected — from the world and especially anyone with a connection to you. Disconnected from you but also paradoxically closest.

So what has this Life been since? I have sought and gained affirmation of my Self as a Worthwhile Person outside of my attachment to you. And I’ve wanted to find and experience and connect for myself with the kind of social intellectual life you always praised, a life that, with you, I did not feel I had access to, floating just beyond it with my only tie being You.

I’ve rarely been able to approach you without wanting something, maybe that was part of the problem. But what is any function of wanting when I am just as scared of seeing you at any future point and having everything between us bubble up in powerful resurgence, as I am of seeing you and feeling completely shut out or alien.

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jasper-the-menace · 1 year

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Writer’s First Line Game

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first sentences as you have.

Tagged by @yellingaboutmasseffect - Thanks!

No pressure tags: @raesand and @pinesodaexists

I'm going to tuck all of mine under a read more. Also, do NOT take a shot (even of water) for every fanfic I have set in New Capenna, you will die.

Blood and Songbirds | Magic The Gathering | T-rated

A vampire demon hybrid is certainly rare, enough so that meeting another one awakens a fatherly side of Xander that he's not familiar with. But after the Adversary rears his head, Xander finds out the hard way that he's in for the long haul. A partial reworking of the Streets of New Capenna set to help me develop my OCs and wrap up a bunch of SNC plotlines that seem like they've been abandoned in favor of the Phyrexian plotline.

Personally, I'm going to post the first paragraph of this one:

“Well? Where is he?” Xander asked. His right knee – how long has that been injured again? – throbbed painfully, reminding him to lean more on his cane as he spoke to his agents.

The next two "fics" I've been working on are future scenes for Blood and Songbirds, so they'll be bonuses for this section:

Arc 2:

Cliff edges were shattered and fallen. Trees were uprooted or incinerated. There was a clear path of destruction leading farther and farther away from New Capenna. As the family heads got closer to the source, it became very apparent that it had been dragged far away on purpose.

Arc 4, this one just gets a sentence:

“This world will be brought to heel.”

Heat Wave | Magic The Gathering | E-rated but unposted so far

It's…it's New Capenna Omegaverse smut, come on guys, cut me some slack. This one gets the first paragraph too.

Shifting. Crossing his legs. Uncrossing them. Shifting again. Straightening up in the seat. Slouching and crossing his legs again.

Chimahaven | Magic The Gathering - LEGO Legends of Chima crossover | T-rated but unposted so far

Whoops, characters from a dead LEGO series got transported to Arcavios and transformed into native species, so now they have to go to magic college and figure out what the fuck happened to them.

Scorm glared at his own reflection in the mirror, looking his strange new body up and down. He wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, but it felt…weaker, softer, than he had been before. His scowl was far easier to read now that he had a mouth. He pushed his new golden-blonde hair out of his face. According to the Mavinda Sharpbeak owl lady who found him, Scolder, Spinlyn, and Braptor, the four Crawlers were now humans.

Returned | Magic The Gathering | T-rated but unposted so far

The angels of Capenna have returned. Their three archangels now have to deal with the fact that the demons are still somehow not dead yet and prepare for the upcoming Phyrexian Invasion with their help.

The city of New Capenna was beautiful. For all of their faults, the archdemons knew how to build a city and how to make it look good. But the archangel could feel the Halo coursing through the city, the blood of both the angels and demons. Had even one event changed, perhaps if the archdemons were more giving than the archangels or there were more archangels than there were archdemons, it would have been the angels running the show and bleeding the demons until they turned to stone.

Tea Time | Dragon Ball Super - Dungeons and Dragons | T-rated but unposted so far

Essentially a story about Gowasu, the Supreme Kai of Universe 10, having a strange friend in the tyrant god of Faerun, while Bane also goes on to become a God of Destruction for another universe because he doesn't believe in cross-universe laws.

The former human’s footsteps were oddly quiet as he walked across the planet. He shuffled around in his duffel bag one more time to make sure he had everything before he reached the doors and quietly knocked. The door creaked open on its own, however. The man, confused, stepped inside and looked around.

The Dragonborn Priests series | The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim | varies

Instead of slaying the Dragon Priests, the Dragonborn extends the hand of friendship and allies with them to take on Miraak and Harkon. And it all starts with Krosis.

From story one, Seeking Sorrow:

The sky. It was Krosis’ favorite thing in life and undeath. It was where his dragon lord flew. It was where he saw the colors of life painted every day and night. It was where the refreshing wind that filled his lungs came from. It was the source of magic, holes poked into the fabric of night.

From story two, First Lessons:

Krosis’ first lesson was the hunt.

Put To Rest | The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim | E-rated but unposted so far

When a strange necromancer reopens Haldriin's resting place, the spectral dragon priest goes to the Dragonborn Erinye for help getting the invader out of his tomb and to return to his physical body. Things get…strange and complicated from there.

Stomping through the cold snows of Skyrim would have been agitating and even illness-inducing if one was not already dead. Haldriin would be floating right now if he could bother, but he – in his spectral form – was too pissed off to opt for that route. Sometimes you need to stomp to get your anger out. He couldn’t kick open the door of the Dragonborn’s house due to his aforementioned incorporeality, so he settled for walking up to the door and yelling.

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violetsareblue-selfships · 1 year

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🏖, 🎃, 🎶 and 💌 for scara and/or ei-miko?

ty! mika - i'll do both :3 putting this under a readmore bc it will be a longer post

scaramouche:

🏖 - What would a beach date with your f/o look like?

i would be super excited bc snezhnaya does not offer much in the way of beaches and he's agreeing simply because it's making me happy. he'd stay out of the water for the most part, watching me splash around and make a fool of myself (his words not mine). however, he doesn't protest (much) if i pick him up and carry him out into the water and he will start a splash fight once he's there. another thing he enjoys about a beach trip is getting to put sunscreen on me (he insists on doing it himself, claiming i'd do it incorrectly but i know he simply wants the excuse to touch me) sadly, he doesn't have to worry about getting sunburnt (puppet abilities ig) so i don't get to return the favor

🎃 - What Halloween costumes would you and your f/o wear? Do you match?

let it be known that he is not picking the costume. he'd think it's stupid and wouldn't want to (again, he agrees because he wants me happy - though i bet he'd secretly enjoy it with certain outfits) i feel like vampires suit us pretty well! i think he'd enjoy the matching aspect (but not outwardly, you know?)

🎶 - What song/lyrics remind you of your f/o?

I'll pick some softer options for this: Valentine by Laufey & The Only Exception by Paramore

How the hell did I fall in love this time? And honestly, I can't believe I get to call you mine I blinked and suddenly, I had a Valentine

(Also the line about it being weird to experience affection)

And up until now I had sworn to myself That I'm content with loneliness Because none of it was ever worth the risk

But you are the only exception

💌 - What would a love letter from your f/o look like?

like how he usually talks, very tsundere in nature. he puts a little more effort into being flowery with his language when he learns i like romantic letters like that but it's hard for him. but somehow he accidentally comes up with the sweetest things to say without meaning it. he'd also go all out with a wax seal and stuff, but then claim that it's 'no big deal' if i comment on it.

eimiko:

🏖 - What would a beach date with your f/o look like?

it would be a pretty standard date for the three of us! given narukami island has its fair share of beaches (plus the other islands of inazuma), we go pretty frequently. ei spends more of her time reading on the sandy part of the beach (likely under the shade of an umbrella) while miko alternates between playing in the water with me and soaking up the sun.

🎃 - What Halloween costumes would you and your f/o wear? Do you match?

ei tries to stay classy with her costume while miko doesn't mind if they're more revealing... whereas I'm not all that picky. so miko usually helps us find costumes and yes! we like matching. so like a trio of angels or witches - that way we all can dress to our comfort but still match~

🎶 - What song/lyrics remind you of your f/o?

for ei - dark horse by katy perry

Make me your Aphrodite Make me your one and only But don't make me your enemy (enemy) Your enemy (your enemy), your enemy

for miko: w.i.t.c.h by devon cole

Rumor on the street is that her apples are delicious The jury said she's charming, but her exes say she's wicked I swear to God, I saw her howling at the sky She ain't out to get you, but she's better on your side

💌 - What would a love letter from your f/o look like?

ei: pretty calligraphy, wax seal, the whole thing. as for the contents, she's very sweet and her letters reflect that. she finds that it's easier to express her feelings through the written word so she'll say a lot of things that she finds it too hard or too flustering to say in person.

miko: just as teasing and flirty as she is in person. it's as if she wants me to be red by the time I'm finished reading it. though, her letters have their softer moments like if I'm away for an extended period of time and she starts to miss me. she also would be the type to sign the letter with a lipstick mark or to mist perfume over it

#self ship #self shipping #f/o #romantic f/o #fictional other #thanks for the ask!#his right hand 💖😈#our love shines eternal 💞🌸#mika✨

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hiswordsarekisses · 2 years

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By Amy Klutinoty:

I’ve been reading out of Mark 8 this week and verse 38 stuck out to me. Jesus provides a warning for those who are ashamed of Him and His Words in an adulterous and sinful generation.

Unfortunately, I see this everyday. Unbelievers and especially even Christians who think God’s Word is too harsh, too hard hitting, too “out-of-date” to reach this sinful generation, so they try to deconstruct and manipulate the Bible to support what *they* think is easier to accept. They steer clear from speaking on certain controversial topics of wildly accepted sin because they love social acceptance rather than their faithfulness to God. Too harsh? Let’s take a look at Mark 8:38 in its entirety to see what Jesus has to say about it:

“For whoever is ashamed of Me and My words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of him the Son of Man also will be ashamed when He comes in the glory of His Father with the holy angels.”

Three words: LOUD AND CLEAR.

Jesus made this point absolutely loud and clear and there’s no way to try and steer around it.

Are we ashamed of what Jesus has spoken because we know it is offensive to those who are perishing or living a luke-warm Christianity? Are we afraid to stand on the Word of God in this adulterous and sinful generation?

Friends, either we are boldly standing up for the Gospel or we are ashamed of the Gospel. Either we pick up our cross and follow Jesus or we reject the Word and deny Jesus.

As we know, there is no middle ground nor any fence to sit on. Choose this day whom you will serve.

•Romans 1:16- For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek.

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angelic-repentant-group · 5 months

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Prayer Tips!

Welcome to the Children's Angelic Group Prayer Blog!!! My name is Alice, and today i have some handy dandy tips for you. Sometimes it may seem like god doesn't hear your prayers, its not hard to think that if you wish to do good on a test but end up failing but don't despair! God always hears your prayers and he has a plan, sometimes from his throne in the sky its easier to see his plan than where we stand but he guarantees that so long as we believe in him he will deliver us from evil. Sometimes all that's required is a change of perspective, maybe instead of answering your prayers, God thinks that it would be more helpful to let you learn from your own mistakes. After all when Adam was left in the garden, God didn't pick all the weeds himself, he thought it might be better for Adam to know how to do things himself. God gives us the fishing pole and bait, not always the fish.

But in times that you really need to be heard, theres some ways that you can make sure that God hears you, and he'll know how urgent you are. Before I tell you these tips, make sure to only use these if you are in trouble, like if your parents are sick, or if your dog needs to pass on to heaven. Or if theres a sinner refusing to learn the error of his ways.

Without further ado here are the best ways to catch God's attention!!

1) Make sure to close your eyes and kneel! God does all this good for us, all he desires back is a show of respect and humility, to show that you worship him in all of his fiery glory it helps to kneel down on a pillow or a carpet so you dont hurt your knees, and make sure to close your eyes, it helps focus your prayer while cutting out all the other senses. Yelling and banging in the rooms around you can be really distracting and take the attention off of God.

2) Pray at church or a sacred space! Even though God is all knowing, sometimes he just misses you! did you know there are over 1 million people on earth!? I'm surprised he can tell the difference between people at all! To help him find you, it helps to go to a sacred place, like a church, they have special prayer areas, sometimes with candles that symbolize your prayer, its a lot easier to find a prayer when its glowing and warm. Make sure not to light to many, Fire marks his wrath as well

3) Hold your hands together! When you feel really alone while praying, you should make sure to hold your hands together, interlocking your fingers represents holding hands with God! Remember we are made in the image so when we hold our own hand when praying, its like holding Gods hand! Once your hands are interlocked together, Ask a friend for help. Grab a nail, hold your hand out in the air, support your fingertips with a counter, Center the nail on the center of your palm and hammer it all the way through, don't stop until the blood of Christ flows profusely from the tip of the nail. Drink of it. Do the same with your feet, Suffer the fate of Nazareth's messiah. Then use a knife and penetrate your torso, right in-between two of your ribs. It should hurt, You will cry, but its okay, God is with you. Keep stabbing and Cry until you see an angel. Once they descend for you, do not be afraid. They're only there to help

Well, I pray those tips helped you out ;D They helped me when i was feeling hopeless and wish they do the same for you. That's all i have for you today kids. I'll be posting again soon. Remember to stay vigilant to the devil and remain faithful and loyal to the one true god -Alice signing off!

#christianity #stigmata #religion #Prayer #Faith #Angel

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iwasntfree · 11 months

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Four Proofs by Richard Siken

Pablo Picasso, Gertrude Stein, 1905-1906

When she saw herself, finished, she said, It doesn’t look like me. Picasso said, It will. Perhaps it will look like her because it is the document and will remain, while she is just a person who will fade. Now, when we think of her, we think of this painting. Picasso was planning ahead. The painting is evidence but not proof. There’s no proof that she looked like that, even though we have the document. She existed enough to be painted. She could have been an idea, but that’s another kind of existing. The hand is a tool. The brush is a tool. The paint as well. There is no machine here, but the work gets done. A hammer is a tool when banging its head but a lever when pulling up nails. A lever is a machine, has a fulcrum which can be moved to change the ratio of something or other, effort for distance. There is a fulcrum in the mind that can be moved as well. I do not know what else to say about this.

Raphael, Saint George and the Dragon, 1504-06

It’s hard to talk about what you believe while you are believing it. Fervor reduces thought to shorthand and all we get is an icon. Give a man a weapon and you have a warrior. Put him on a horse and you have a hero. The weapon is a tool. The horse is a metaphor. Raphael painted this twice—white horse facing east against the greens, white horse facing west against the yellows. The maiden flees or prays, depending. A basic dragon, the kind you’d expect from the Renaissance. Evidence of evil but not proof. There’s a companion piece as well: Saint Michael. Paint angels, it’s easier: you don’t need the horse. Michael stands on Satan’s throat, vanquishing, while everything brown burns red. All these things happened. Allegedly. When you paint an evil thing, do you invoke it or take away its power? This has nothing to do with faith but is still a good question. Raphael was trying to say something about spirituality. This could be the definition of painting. The best part of spirituality is reverence. There are other parts. Some people like to hear the sound of their own voice. If you don’t believe in the world it would be stupid to paint it. If you don’t believe in God, who are you talking to?

Caravaggio, David with the Head of Goliath, 1609-1610

Wanted for murder, a price on his head, Caravaggio does what he always does—he tries to paint his way out of it. This bad boy—whose moodiness came to be called the Baroque, this thug whose soul was as big as Rome and full of anvils—paints his own face on Goliath’s severed head and offers himself up as villain, captured, to escape the hammers of the law. Allegory, yes. A truth as well. But truth doesn’t count in law, only proof. He took the gods and made them human. His Bacchus was a worn-out drunk. An animal likely to sleep in a pool of its own sick. He raised the status of the still life, made subjects out of objects, turned nature into drama—the bloom on the grapes, the bloom on the boys, leaves as important as nudes. Exaggerated light, pure theater. Evidence of a mind he delights in. Evicted from Rome, he wants back in. They want his head, and he’s prepared to give it to them. He paints David in yellow pants while the pope’s nephew arranges his pardon. July 1610— Caravaggio rolls up his paintings and sets sail from Naples, heading north. They stop for supplies. No one’s heard of the pardon. Jail. He pays his way out, but the boat and his paintings have sailed on without him. He follows. Malaria. He dies three days before his pardon arrives and three days after Rembrandt’s fourth birthday. His painted head arrives in Rome weeks later. All painting is sent downstream, into the future.

René Magritte, La Clairvoyance, 1936

Odin had ravens. Zeus was a swan. Magritte saw an egg and painted a bird. Part of heroism is being able to see the future and still remain standing. If you don’t believe in God or Fate you still must believe in narrative. I am waiting for you, here in the trainstation, says the trainstation. Philosophy is thinking. Prophesy is wishful thinking. It’s easy to find evidence of the future but harder to make people believe you. This is only obvious if you have tried. Odin had proxies. Zeus had disguises. Magritte saw the back of his head in a mirror. Not hindsight, not really. A debriefing. He claimed that an image was treacherous. He was right about that but he might not have understood directionality. His paintings, though mysterious, conceal nothing. A possible world and its incomprehensibilities. A purposeful distortion. Dreaming in the service of. True in the sense of carpentry.

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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Surely they hoped for someone to see the truck, right? Unless... it was a mistake and they were supposed to release the info officially first 😭 either way it's hilarious.

I know many idols get happy when they recognise fans, but you don't have to be there EVERY FUCKING DAY. Speaking of insane fan calls white people have no fucking shame?! What the fuck is this, they're insane. Goddddd?!

Me trying to beat the furry allegations... I don't like anthropomorphic animals please 😭 and I don't wanna be one. Although life might have been easier if I was a furry animal, lol.

I read about someone's experience at Shinee's M&G and Jonghyun touched one fanboy's hair?! How do you win at life so hard. The first concert was a blur tbh, I was young, my first kpop gig and it was Shinee 💙 I was shocked by the way concerts in Japan look like. Then I damaged my shating star at the London concert 😭 if Shinee has an event while I'm in SK I'll be there front row, a week before idc, gonna camp. Btw 😆

Oh my driver will be in his baldie era soon... can't believe we're finally entering BTS enlistment era :o insane Amrchairs are going rabid, it's not good out there...

Yes, I like blondies with fangs and what about it...

Right it's all about the production, Japanese tracks have different rhythm, but Inception in Japanese is so good, a great anime opening imo! Some people aren't used to Japanese music I guess. And many JP tracks are different than the usual KR comebacks too. With Ateez I love Dreamers and Still Here - I try to remember Korean SH exists, because Mingi's part is really nice, but I'm too in love with the OG

The weird ass kitten birthing show is called Brand New Cherry Flavour, it's so gross and hilarious, but my god we're going a bit too far...

YES MISS BAEK I'M A LOYAL AND MONOGAMOUS PERSON! 😇

Angel Hwa... interesting that you asked me to choose between 😇 and 🧛‍♂️ I chose the latter and he showed up looking like a whole ass heavenly creature 😶

I don't even like simple suits, but Seonghwa always gets nice ones and yeah I'm just his trash :V in the ranking of lawyers Seonghwa is never up there, but at least he looks great. Maybe he'll visit us in jail

I hope SM artists deliver during the Halloween party, KIM KIBUM I'M WAITING FOR YOUR COSTUME. Some NCT guys had cool or funny costumes in the past too. SM was pissed at the visa thing 🙈 it's just fucked up. Not that European kpop festivals are well organised, but at least artists can get here lmao. This tweet I'm dysjshdhshsnahdjss

I'm so sorry I didn't want to imagine this Clannad AU, but it's imagining itself ;____;

LOOK AT THAT NOSE I'm!!!

Ah shit miss Jennie what do you want from me 😳

This is what we call duality, huh?

Mr Kai pls

Why is this mf so goddamn cute. I love that Hwa eats up not only on, but offstage as well.

I got "lovecore" on the quiz you sent, but that was so wrong, so retook it and got "cryptidcore" now that's better! What did you get 👁👁 - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

Surely they hoped for someone to see the truck, right? Unless... it was a mistake and they were supposed to release the info officially first 😭 either way it's hilarious.

LMFAOOOO ITS SO FUNNY 😭😭😭 they’re so endearing in the things they do it’s so cute rhwjhdwk

NO LITERALLY !!!! EXACTLY!!!! FBAJDH im sorry what the fuck is that????????? AYO WHAAAAT????? 😭😭😭🔫🔫🔫 how do u even COME UP WITH THAT AS UR PICKUP LINE ???? U DONT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE?? WHAT ABOUT THAT FART ONE ???? WHERE HAS CREATIVITY TAKEN US 😭😭

Me trying to beat the furry allegations... I don't like anthropomorphic animals please 😭 and I don't wanna be one. Although life might have been easier if I was a furry animal, lol.

UR NEVER ESCAPING THESE ALLEGATIONS BESTIE FBDBDB NEVER LETTING THAT AND WATER ANTI GO AWAY 😭😭😭 no bc ur right,,, constant love and affection as a furry animal??? im down <3

HOW DO THEY FEEL LIVING EVERYONES LIFE LIKE THAT RBAMDBWMEKKJDKS JONGHYUN ME NEXT IN UR NEXT LIFE !!!! omg it must’ve been crazy good 😭😭😭 a rave party, no but sm parties are either rave parties or strip shows or shinee no in betweenRNAKJDHD BESTIE U BETTER BE IN THE FRONT LINE !!! VIP AND SIGNED STUFF AND ALLL!!! ME WITH EXO I KEEP HEARING RUMOURS ABOUT THEIR CB AND TOUR AND CHANGMIN????? OFFICIALLY DILFED

Oh my driver will be in his baldie era soon... can't believe we're finally entering BTS enlistment era :o insane Amrchairs are going rabid, it's not good out there...

LMFAOOOO FBMWDHW BALDIE ERA 😭😭 IN TWO YEARS SBDB cherishing this thv atm

BESTIE DID U SEE THIS IM HOLLERING THEMFJWK no but im into this

omg stop bc what is this

Yes, I like blondies with fangs and what about it...

right!!!! there’s a little ✨oomph✨ about japanese tracks,, true!! most cb’s in japanese can easily be anime sound tracks,, STILL HERE JAPANESE VERSION >>>>>>> omg but better is so good!!! i prefer japanese version way more than the kr one,, SEONGHWA VOICE DROPPING TO MINGIS DEEP LEVEL ALWAYS GETS ME GOINGGG

The weird ass kitten birthing show is called Brand New Cherry Flavour, it's so gross and hilarious, but my god we're going a bit too far...

YES MISS BAEK I'M A LOYAL AND MONOGAMOUS PERSON! 😇

ARE U NOW 🔫🔫🔫 🤨🤨 and what if hwa long haired king 🔫

oh and 👀

Angel Hwa... interesting that you asked me to choose between 😇 and 🧛‍♂️ I chose the latter and he showed up looking like a whole ass heavenly creature 😶

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 I WILL KEEP THAT IN MIND WITH TWILIGHT TOO FBFBFB

no bc some whore in me comes out when i see ppl in suits and they legitimately look good and seonghwa just makes me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 LMFAOOOO HE’LL BRING HIS LUNCH AT THE JAIL WHEN HE VISITS AND IT BE THOSE CUTE BENTO BOXES TOO 😭😭

NO EXACTLY EVERYONE BETTER DELIVER WE BETTER GET COMPETITIVE AS HELL THIS IS NOT A TEAM WE ARE A COMPETITION !!!! omg that nun costume haechan did hANDS DOWN ONE OF THE BEST,,, LMFAOOOO UR RIGHT AT LEAST THEY CAN GET THERE pls i SAW THAT TWEET FHWJDHS AND IT IS I, I GHOST WROTE THIS

I'm so sorry I didn't want to imagine this Clannad AU, but it's imagining itself ;____;

LOOK AT THAT NOSE I'm!!!

BESTIEBHRWKHDKWHDWK STOP ITBWJFKWJFN

Ah shit miss Jennie what do you want from me 😳

she took my heart bestie asking for my life too bff change passwords first i will be first in line <3 girlie was so pretty at the concerts!

This is what we call duality, huh?

JVVFMWBDMS EVIL VS NICE TWIN HWA but the nice one is evil 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️ have a fic like this <3

Mr Kai pls

THIS GUY 😭😭😭 HE’S SO CUTE BUT SO DUMB I LOVE ITNEBNF

Why is this mf so goddamn cute. I love that Hwa eats up not only on, but offstage as well.

THIS AND HIS SPESHOL STAGIE IS THE CUTEST THING EVER but this ain’t cute 🤨

what’s that second slide 🤨

I got "lovecore" on the quiz you sent, but that was so wrong, so retook it and got "cryptidcore" now that's better! What did you get 👁👁 - DV 💖

omg??? cryptid core 👁👁

do u rmr this song 😭😭🤚🏼he really dances to the best songs

🙂

hear me out, hwa dragon au

oh! and is this not mr and mrs park hwa and yn

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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withloveajaxx · 2 years

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Hiya! Could I order a bouquet of diluc asters? He seems like a shy person and doesn't think the reader would notice him, especially when there are so many other people they could love. Thank you in advance! (even if this one isn't picked)

❁ prompt/s: "of course i noticed. i notice everything about you." + diluc

❁ warnings: one mention of alcohol

❁ summary: diluc asks you to mix a drink from him and you remember his distaste for alcohol.

❁ note: i am,,, so sorry,,, for whatever the fuck this is LMFAO. um i didn't know how to end it so its kinda eh :"D. not the best work but yeah, enjoy some diluc crumbs u diluc kisses <3

diluc is one of mondstadt's most infamous individuals. contrary to his fiery vision, the cold aura that constantly surrounds him is enough to keep any normal citizen from constantly approaching him. no one knows exactly how it happened, but they believe it was a miracle that you had gotten extremely close to mondstadt's darknight hero.

people would frequently see diluc accompanying you around the breezy streets of mondstadt, at the tavern, or at times to your own home. uncharacteristically, his features soften when they find you around him. it wasn't hard to notice the way his eyes gleamed with an unfamiliar fondness, cheeks a light shade of pink as his lips turn upwards into a small, almost unnoticeable smile whenever his eyes landed on your figure.

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it was clear to practically everyone that diluc had a soft spot for you, which was why when you asked him for a job at the tavern, he simply could not resist. in fact, he insisted that he'd teach you how to mix some of the easier drinks on the menu just to get you started.

so now here you are at the late hours of the night. angel's share is empty, the once lively place now silent since the crowd of drunkards have already gone home. you are only left with diluc himself, since he did say he would teach you how to mix some drinks for your job after all.

"alright then, come over here." diluc finishes up with cleaning the bar and countertop, gesturing you to make your way behind the bar. "i'll teach you the basics first, then we can move on from there."

once you're positioned beside him, he doesn't hesitate to give a simple demonstration of some of the items on the menu. however, when it came to guiding you, you could sense the hesitancy in his actions.

whenever you were holding or doing something wrong, diluc would try to verbally correct you. when that didn't seem to work, he stepped behind you, warm hands hovering over yours as his chest pressed slightly against your back. he prayed to god you couldn't feel how his heart thundered against his chest.

"you can touch me, y'know?" you chuckle lightheartedly, trying to ease the obvious tension in diluc's body. your cheeks immediately flare up once his hands finally land on yours. gently hold your own, guiding you through the movements of shaking a particular drink.

your mind barely registers the instructions and advice diluc speaks. it's only able to focus on the slightly uneven breathing you feel against your back, the way diluc's warm breath barely fans your ear whenever he speaks. you also can’t help but notice how his hands handle and guide your own with nothing but gentleness and care despite the rough nature everyone claims he has.

you are only snapped out of this trance at the absence of diluc's warmth, turning to him to notice that he'd returned to his previous place by your side.

"did you get that?" he asks, clearing his throat in an attempt to dispel the light blush evident on his cheeks. you were tempted to sheepishly admit you weren’t listening, just to get a sliver of a chance to feel diluc’s warmth against your skin once more. however, it was getting late, and you’d hate to keep the wine master working for much longer than he was supposed to be so you nod dumbly to his question.

“yeah, i got it.”

“good.” diluc makes his way to the counter, taking a seat on one of the bar stools opposite you. “just to gauge your skills, make me any drink,” he states. “although, may i request for no alco—”

“no alcohol.” you cut him off with a small smile and laugh as the latter’s eyes widen slightly. “you aren’t quite fond of alcohol after all, no?”

“you noticed?” he asks, clearly shocked that you had managed to remember something so miniscule about him.

“of course i noticed.” your smile widens significantly as the color on diluc’s cheeks return in full force, his eyes averting to avoid yours at your next words. “i notice everything about you.”

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therealvinelle · 3 years

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Ok I'm embarrassed to admit this, but I'm just now copying your Norwegian Bella AU into a text translator, and if you don't already have 50 people in your inbox demanding a translation then shame on ALL OF US because this is glorious! And while Google Translate does have a certain charm (it translated "piper hun ut" as "she beeps") I'm curious to see how you'd put it in English.

Troquantary is referring to this post. In which Bella doesn't speak English.

Fun fact, you're the only one who's gone into my inbox to request this. I was so sad, had the translation half-written and everything, but I was too proud to beg. So thank you, Troquantary, for popping this ask.

As for the dictionary fuckups, sounds about right. I made a few typos, too, that made Google Translate suffer even more. (Such as managing to mix up "henne" (her) and "hendene" (hands), resulting in Aro patting Bella instead of clapping his hands. Poor Google.)

Also, there are a few cultural references and language things that would be lost in the translation, in an attempt to keep them I included notes clarifying things.

Some things, like Aro and Carlisle's very old man way of speaking, are easier said than done to translate, you'll have to bear with me there.

Additional notes are that I added a few things to this version, many of them because translating is hard, but a few because while translating I thought "oh you know what would be much funnier-" and then wrote that.

Alright, without further ado:

When Renée left Charlie she did not go to Florida, she went to Oslo. And she went all in to make her daughter a true Norwegian, hiring Norwegian nannies and making sure never to speak English around the child. Since transatlantic flights are expensive, little Bella Swan rarely got to visit her father, and as such she never did learn what should have been her native language.

She quickly forgot what English she did have in favor of Norwegian, with the exception of words like “Yes”, “No”, and “I’m Bella”.

The few trips she took to visit her father were all the more awkward than in canon since she couldn’t play with the Black kids. Let not the blame fall upon Charlie: he took Norwegian classes and speaks conversational Norwegian. He can’t speak to Renée, because her Norwenglish is incomprehensible even to Norwegians, but he can communicate with Bella.

Not that he’s had a lot of chances to do so.

Bella makes it to seventeen years old, she’s in second grade at Handels* and is a major outsider among the preps there, and then Renée marries a handsome skier**. Together they shall travel the continent all winter to participate in as many skiing races as they can, and in the summer they’ll take gigs at Hurtigruta to see the coast.

*“Handels” is the nickname for an Oslo high school infamous for its pupils being rich and beautiful blonds who are going to be CEOs when they grow up.

**Skiing as a sport is huge in Norway

***Hurtigruta is a famous ferry that travels across the Norwegian West coast

Bella, who sucks at skiing and is too young to work at Hurtigruten, takes the hint.

With dread in her stomach and dictionary in hand she goes to her father in America.

Where she doesn’t speak the language.

Faen.

Charlie gives her a car, and I wish this meta was set in the present because I could have joked about electric cars and the automat only driver’s license*, but Twilight is set in 2005 so I can’t. The car part proceeds without drama.

*An increasing number of Norwegian youth take the driver’s license for automatic cars only, and we’re the country in the world with the highest percentage of electric car purchases.

School is worse than in canon, because she is now a thousand times more sensational than if she was merely the new student. She is from another country! All of Forks keels over with excitement.

To make matters even worse, our girl doesn’t understand a word of what people are saying.

She is too awkward to let them know she doesn’t know English. It’d become a thing, and they might think she’s dumb. To be fair, it’s not good that she’s been through primary, secondary, and now a year and a half of high school and still sucks at English.

So she nods, smiles, mumbles “Hi, I’m Bella” to the new faces, and blushes heavily when anybody says anything.

People assume she’s shy. That’s a bit boring, but oh well.

She has her biology class with the redhead hottie she noticed during lunch. She watched him and his family, they were fascinatingly pretty, but she doesn’t know anything more about them. Sure would have been great if she could have asked the tiny girl (was it Jess?) about them.

Biology proceeds as in canon - Edward badly wants to eat the delicious girl, but fortunately doesn’t.

She runs into him in the office when he tries to switch to another biology lesson, but she has no idea what he’s saying so she only has the suspicion that this somehow concerns her. Which is still uncomfortable, but Bella is probably the problem here. The hottie surely can’t be.

He’s missing from school for a week, Bella finds that weird.

He returns, and to her great horror he starts talking to her.

“Hello”, he says.

Bella dies inside. He’s too handsome!

"I'm Edward Cullen," he continues, and ok, she got that. The hottie is called Edward, that’s good to know. She’s not sure she caught that last name, though, Köln?

He says something else, it’s gibberish to Bella even though she’s concentrating, and at the end there he says “Bella Swan”.

She gulps.

"I'm Bella Swan," she confirms and nods. That should be correct. God, she hopes it’s correct.

He smiles a crooked, boyish smile. She’s awed. She didn’t think it was possible to be so beautiful.

He says something else.

Bella didn’t catch it.

She blushes even harder, she hasn’t been more embarrassed in her life. Here he is, the most handsome guy in all the world, and she has nothing to say to him. Literally, they don’t speak the same language.

She should tell him.

It’s one thing to chicken out of telling the town she doesn’t speak English, but there’s something different about Edward Cullen. He deserves the truth.

But...

He’s the most beautiful person she has seen in her life. He is American, too, so the odds of him knowing Norwegian are microscopical. If he finds out she doesn’t understand a word he says he’ll stop talking to her, and selfish as she is she doesn’t want that.

So with a slightly guilty conscience (but not enough to fess up) she contributes to the conversation with enough words and smiles to pull through. "Yes", "No", "Thank you", and "That's nice".

He is surprised by several of these answers, but instead of giving her odd looks and losing interest he grows more invested in the conversation.

Class ends.

The next day the near accident happens, and he saves her. She is stunned - dear god, did he just pick up a whole car? After teleporting across the parking lot..?

Soon she’s in the ER, and more than a little bit stressed about that fact since she knows the Americans have a terrible healthcare system.

She hopes Charlie has an insurance.

An insanely beautiful man walks into the ER, and Bella is shocked. He is just as handsome as Edward and Edward’s lunch friends!

He introduces himself as Carlisle Cullen, and Bella can only assume this is someone’s older brother. Possibly related to the blonde girl.

He smiles at her, says something, and she answers, "I'm Bella Swan."

He frowns.

That must have been the wrong answer, then.

His hands return to investigating her scalp, and to her great surprise he switches to perfect Norwegian, "kjenner De* noe ubehag når jeg holder her?" Do you feel any discomfort when I touch here?

*De is the Norwegian polite pronoun for “you”. Du = thou = the French tu, and De = you = the French vous. These polite pronouns went out of use in the 1980’s, save for when addressing royal persons, and would be considered antiquated in 2005.

He hurries to add, "Norsk lærte jeg i... fjor sommer. Det var et nettkurs." I learned Norwegian… last year. Online class.

"Hvilket da?" Which one? Bella asks, because Charlie needs to hear about this. The doctor has beautiful, if slightly outdated, pronunciation.

The doctor’s smile turns uncertain. She gets the feeling there’s something he doesn’t want to say. "Husker ikke," I don’t remember, sier han etter en litt vel lang pause.

That’s a shame. And weird.

"De hadde hellet med Dem i dag, som ikke ble truffet av den bilen." You were lucky today, not getting hit by that car. he then says, noticeably changing the subject.

"Det var ikke hell, det var Edward," It wasn’t luck, it was Edward, she replies sharply.

The doctor definitely looks uncomfortable.

She continues, "Han krysset skolegården på et blunk, og plukket opp hele bilen. Jeg så det," He crossed the schoolyard in a moment, and picked up the whole car. I saw it,

The doctor laughs. "Om han kunne det hadde nok gymkarakteren hans vært meget bedre. Nei, frøken Swan*, jeg beklager å si at det høres ut som at De er litt omtåket. Det er helt normalt ved hjernerystelse." If he could do that, his PE grade would be a lot better. No, Miss Swan, I’m sorry to say you seem confused. That’s normal with concussions.

*Addressing a young woman as “frøken” is even more outdated than using polite pronouns.

Why does Bella get the feeling he’s lying?

She’s discharged.

We’ll jump ahead to her trip to La Push - that trip uneventful, since Jacob knows she doesn’t speak English. They stick their hands in their pockets and stare at the sea.

The next day she’s shanghaied to Port Angeles, because apparently she said “Yes” at the wrong time when talking to Jessica (Turns out Jess’s name was Jessica!) and accidentally said yes to a day trip to Port Angeles.

Like in canon she wanders away from the others, and as in canon she is nearly gang raped. And again as in canon she is saved at the last moment by Edward.

He buys her dinner, and she can’t believe her own luck- and misfortune. A date with the most handsome guy on the planet (hence the luck) and she can’t say a word to him (hence the misfortune)!

He says things to her, lends her his jacket, and really this is it for Bella, she’s peaked, life can’t get better than this.

(That’s a lie, it would be better if she spoke English.)

He’s so amazing.

She’s gotten pretty good at navigating conversations with him, so she nods and aha’s her way through.

In his car on the way home the tone takes a more serious turn.

He asks her about something, and it’s a serious question, that much she’s gathered. She answers in the confirmative.

He is silent.

Did she say anything wrong?

(Edward, on his end, just asked if she knows what he is. She said yes, so calmly, not even a trace of fear in her.)

A few days later he takes her out on a walk in the woods.

He shows her a meadow in the woods, and when he steps into it he lights up in the sunlight.

Bella is in shock.

She knew there was something different about him, but- holy cow. This guy isn’t human.

Is she dating a god?

She stumbles into the clearing after him, and they spend a day together where he says things, and she can barely hear any of it (nevermind understand it) because she’s so distracted by how pretty he is.

The next day he takes her to a house in the middle of nowhere. She doesn’t want to guess that this can be where he lives. Surely gods don’t live in houses?

He shows her inside the house, and introduces her for Dr. Cullen and a lady with a name she doesn’t catch.

Bit weird that these two are acting like a couple of parents, they’re far too young and divine for that.

Edward shows her around in an old-fashioned office, and she doesn’t know what to make of i when she sees a painting of Carlisle. Edward launches into a long story when he sees her watching it, unfortunately she doesn’t catch any dates or artist names. At one point she heard the word “suicide”, though, and that’s not good.

She doesn’t get much out of the story.

The baseball game doesn’t happen because Bella didn’t pick up on what Edward wanted and didn’t realize she was being invited to a thing. They spend the afternoon watching a movie instead.

The relationship continues, impeded slightly by communication problems, but she’s mostly able to cover those up.

Until her birthday comes around.

She gets a papercut.

Jasper lunges at her. Edward throws her into a glass table, and then everyone is leaving.

Carlisle is kind enough to switch to Norwegian when he’s stitching up her arm, perhaps remembering the last time she was his patient. "Jasper har ikke vært på dietten vår så veldig lenge." Jasper hasn’t been on our diet for very long.

"Diett?"she asks. She’s never seen Edward eat anything. She wasn’t clear on what the Cullens ate, honestly she thought they were above such things. She was thinking maybe photosynthesis. The knowledge that they apparently eat food astounds her, but diets?

"Dyreblod istedenfor menneskeblod," Animal blood in stead of human blood, Carlisle clarifies.

Whachasay?

Carlisle gives a slight smile. “Jaspers liv som vampyr fikk en brutal start." Jasper’s life as a vampire got off to a brutal start.

...

Vampire?!

Bella’s missed something here.

Oh dear lord, oh fy faen, she has missed something.

“Åja”, uh huh, is all she can say, and suddenly she’s very aware of the fact that she’s sitting there with a bleeding arm.

And Carlisle.

Who is a vampire.

Over the course of the following conversation Bella makes a host of discoveries.

Edward has been a vampire this whole time, and he’s a telepathic vampire. Whether Bella should be a vampire too or not has been a matter of hot debate, but due to religious reasons Edward doesn’t want that.

Carlisle also brings up how Edward died of the Spanish flu.

"Jeg var under den oppfatning at Edward fortalte deg bakhistorien min?" I was under the impression Edward told you my back story? Carlisle asks at one point, and Bella just has to ask very nicely if he’d be so kind as to repeat it.

Turns out the guy is nearly four hundred years old.

Jaha.

Jahahaha jaa ha.

That’s… a lot.

She wanders out of the house in shock, and hardly notices Edward’s strange behavior over the next couple of days.

One day he picks her up at school, and takes her behind the house.

That works out.

He’s a vampire, but he never hurt her. He is endlessly beautiful, perhaps easier to love now that she knows he’s not a god. He’s her Edward, and that’s suddenly easier now that she knows.

They can still be together.

But now that she knows this about him, it’s about time he knows something about her as well.

It’s time to finally be honest with him.

So when he opens his mouth, she opens her mouth as well, but she doesn’t get any further than to “Edward-” before he launches into a monologue.

She’ll have to wait until he’s done before saying her piece. It’s a bit embarrassing, but it doesn’t seem like he intends to stop talking anyway.

And what he’s saying seems to be serious, so it’s probably best to let him finish.

Edward concludes his monologue by kissing her forehead. Then he disappears.

Where did he go?

A big unsure, Bella goes back to the house. She’ll just have to wait until he gets back.

She doesn’t know what to think when Charlie returns from work and tells her the Cullens have all left.

Oh, god.

Edward must have found out she doesn’t speak English.

She made a mockery of him.

He has every right to leave.

Knowing this doesn’t make it any easier to live with.

Bella sinks into a depression.

The hallucinations begin, as in canon, though Hallusinward speaks Norwegian. Thank god for small mercies.

The friendship with Jacob (dictionary in hand) blooms, as someone has to help her see those hallucinations.

The cliff diving happens, and Alice shows up. Bella’s not sure what this is about, but she has gotten good enough at English to know that something bad happened, and Alice wants them to do something.

She’s a bit surprised to find herself on a plane to Italy, though.

Alice tells her to “Run to Edward” and ok, she got that, actually.

So she saves Edward.

After that she’s taken into the sewer, which turns out to house dozens of vampires.

Bella, Edward, and Alice are received in some kind of hall, where an unusual vampire has quite a bit to say. She understands some of what he’s saying, at least the part about “la tua cantante”. She knows a bit about Italian, see, so she knows that he’s talking about a song now.

She wishes she knew the context.

At one point he takes her hand, and appears fascinated by it. She wonders if he’s a palmreader. Not very vampirey, but what does she know.

He asks her a question.

"Yes," she says.

Saying yes has gotten her this far, after all.

But when he lights up and claps his hands together, and Edward and Alice stare at her in shock and betrayal, she knows she must have said the wrong thing.

The two are dismissed from the room before Bella can do or say anything, she’s just listening to Edward make a racket outside in the hallway.

Not good.

The unusual vampire brings her further down in his sewer palace to a basement, and she is given comfortable clothes to wear.

This is getting terrifying.

The vampire leans towards her - and she chickens out.

"Jeg snakker ikke engelsk!" she squeaks. "Non habla ingles!" I don’t speak English.

Han stanser, og ser forvirret ut. "Que- Hva behager*?" I beg your pardon? spør han etter et øyeblikk.

*A very formal, and slightly outdated (you can use it, but people will think you’re putting on airs. And they will be right) way of saying “excuse me?”

Sobbing, Bella tells him the whole story, from how she didn’t want to be the weird kid in school to how she’s now somehow in Italy without knowing why nor what she just agreed to.

When she’s done the vampire starts laughing.

"Dette forklarer jo en hel del," This explains quite a bit, ler han. "Men, kjære Bella, jeg er redd det ikke endrer noe." But, my dear Bella, I’m afraid it changes nothing.

He tells her that she has agreed to serve him and his army of undead warriors into eternity.

Well fuck.

"Du skal få slippe det, når du ikke visste hva du samtykket til - men skjebnen din forblir den samme. Loven er loven." You’re released from that promise, as you didn’t know what you agreed to - but your fate remains the same. The law is the law.

After a moment of silence, during which she looks terrified, he hurries to add, "Vi har en lov. Du må bli en av oss." We have a law. You must become one of us.

A law that Bella Swan has to become a vampire?

People are finally speaking Norwegian, and Bella is still lost. And it’s too embarrassing to keep pestering this poor, polite man with questions.

So she nods.

He gives her a glittering smile, and bites her.

When she wakes, Aro offers her an English course. A language course that, naturally, leads to her staying in Volterra. Why not learn a few more languages while we’re at it, dearest Bella?

Some time later Edward breaks into Volterra to save his Rapunzel, only to barely recognize her now that she’s a vampire who says things. Lots of things, she talks all the time now. WHAT DID ARO DO TO HER.

Too mortified to admit that she never spoke English, Bella claims she’s been brainwashed.

Aro is having too much fun to correct her, and the whole sad affair sets off a regrettable flood of rumors.

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