#kan is dying

[dazaistabletop]

My baby. My angel. My little boy.

He is my son. I have a school picture of him in my living room and praise him for getting good grades

[black-eyeliner]

Happy and free

[fightclubgayporn]

i know im always talking abt vernon and kan but like. what if i was suicidal and you were thanatophobic

[petrichoraline]

bff sleepovers in bls my beloved >>>

[irresia]

no bc im losing it

so in english it's "I never knew you were a hugger" which is incredibly painful and all that

and so I went to check out the norwegian dub for shits n giggles and to laugh at the voices and mf sonic says "I KNEW you were a hugger!"

I NEED TO BE SEDATED

edit 1:

edit 2: NEW LANGUAGES!!! IT GETS CUTER FOR EVERY FUCKING DUB

@dykedandelion: sonic in french says "ON A JAMAIS ÉTÉ AUSSI PROCHE" which means "WE'VE NEVER BEEN THIS CLOSE"

I checked the swedish dub and sonic says: "TÄNK ATT DU KAN VARA SÅ KRAMIG" which means something like "TO THINK THAT YOU CAN BE SO HUGGABLE"=!"=)!)"!=

@lephalacat courteously gave me a heart attack by giving the korean dub, where sonic says: "너한테 안기는 날이 오다니" which means "I CAN'T BELIEVE THE DAY ARRIVED FOR ME TO GET HUGGED BY YOU"

with the combined effort of @wackyunicornart and @dykedandelion they've expertly deduced what sonic says in the dutch dub: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU WERE SUCH A CUDDLER" i need aIR

@shadowthehedgehog swooped in with a delicious spanish one where sonic says: "QUIEN DIRÍA QUE TE GUSTABA ABRAZAR" which is "WHO KNEW YOU LIKED TO HUG" I NEED TO SIT IN A CORNER AND CRY

@luankuro in Portuguese sonic says something akin to "DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SO AFFECTIONATE/TENDER" THIS SEASON HAS RUINED ME

@tenebraevesper graciously handed over both the croatian dub and the german dub; both of them just as DEVASTATING - in croatian, sonic says: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU LIKE TO HUG", and in german, he says: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU'RE INTO HUGGING" THESE HEDGEHOGS ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME

I will join @kyri45 in their several several processing business days after the italian dub was revealed to have sonic say: "I DIDN'T SEE YOU AS SUCH AN AFFECTIONATE TYPE"

@polaris-reblog and from the left field we have an INCREDIBLE Thai dub with sonic that says: "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D BE THE TYPE TO CARRY/PICK PEOPLE UP" CAN I GET A WAHOO

@windpolygon comes in with an absolute gem in russian: "DO YOU LIKE/LOVE TO HUG" SO WHAT IF HE DOES

@transgender-battlekukku runs in with Brazilian Portuguese that has sonic say: "EU NÃO SABIA QUE VOCÊ ERA TÃO CARINHOSO" which they so lovingly translate to "I NEVER KNEW YOU WERE SO LOVING/AFFECTIONATE" FELLAS WE DIDN'T KNOW EITHER BEFORE TODAY

the polish version, given by @hereissananxiousmess, has sonic being a sMARTASS, saying: "AH SO YOU DO LIKE TO HUG" JESUS CHRIST THIS GETS CUTER EACH TIME

the Galician version has me by the tHROAT okay @shadowthtrash so in this version sonic says: "Nunca pensei que me foses levar no colo" which means "I'VE NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD CRADLE ME AROUND" OUEGHR that's so cute

@mmiriozuzo turkish dub and sub is sO sweet honestly bc in the dub he says: "Sarılmayı sevdiğini hiç bilmiyordum", which translates to "I NEVER KNEW YOU LIKED HUGGING" while the turkish sub writes: "Sen sarılmayı sever miydin?" which means "SO YOU LIKE HUGGING?"

@ash-doodles-stuff went for my soul by revealing what the japanese and hindi version says; in Japanese, sonic says: "TO BE HELD IN YOUR ARMS" SONIC PLEASE - in the hindi version he says: "DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED HUGS AND STUFF" OEURGH I'LL NEVER GET ENOUGH OF THESE

@sonicposting joins the bandwagon by announcing the romanian version has sonic saying: "n-am știut că-ți place în brațe", which means something like "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKE BEING HELD" although "it's hard to translate, but the way it is phrased implies that sonic didn't know shadow likes being held" THESE DUBS WILL END ME ONE DAY

@cosmicgirlypop runs in with the Arabic dub, where sonic says: "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKE HUGS!" this is the yEAR OF SONADOW PEOPLE BC SHADOW SAYS "STAY WITH ME SONIC" AS A RESPONSE

@geek-leak slides in with the Finnish dub that has sonic saying: "En tiennyt et oot halijäbä" which roughly translates to "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A HUGGER-DUDE/HUG-DUDE" he truly is a smartass even when dying god bless

@indigocloudofnarcolepsy sprints in with a gem in hungarian, where sonic says: "Nem tudtam, hogy ölelkezős vagy!" which is "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'RE A HUGGER" EVERY VARIANT IS SO CUTE

@scarlets-land-of-chaos-and-men NO EXPLANATION NEEDED BUT I NEED AIR

@darkmatters-ghost decided to decimate my every molecule with the Mandarin Chinese version where sonic says: "我不知道你喜欢抱抱， 啊。" bào (抱) means cuddle, and if you say a verb twice, it makes it informal and cutesy. Basically, he said, "aw, I didn't know you were such a cuddle-bug!"

C U D D L E B U G

suffice to say I think english is the glaring, obvious outlier here JHDJHDS

THE DUBBERS ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS BEHIND THIS IS TRULY THE YEAR OF SONADOW

[mx-pastelwriting]

MHA Heroes HC - How They'd React Bruises on Reader after a night.

Heroes x GN! Reader

Summary: Heroes reaction to bruises on reader after a night of sex.

Warnings: Light Mentions of past sex acts, Bruising on Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship

Characters: Endeavor (Enji Todoroki), Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata), Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa), Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan), Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Minors do not interact!

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki)

-Wouldn't notice until the morning, when you are still sleeping off the night's events.

-When he does notice them, he softly traces them; he kind of likes them, though he quickly changes his tune when you groan at the pain when you start to wake.

-You had bruises on your hips and thighs; some might have some surface burn as well, as Enji can get a little wild.

-Aftercare he takes very seriously. He makes sure you're comfortable in bed and gets you ice packs wrapped in a thin towel.

"Thank you," you say quietly, the pain lessened by the coolness. Enji hadn't apologized, but you didn't want him to because the night had been incredible and there was nothing you could ask him to do differently.

You did appreciate that he took the day off to cuddle you in bed, just in case the ice packs were too much. "I love you," he whispers into your shoulder skin as he lays his head. You place yours on top and say, "I love you too", His arm is wrapped softly around your waist so as not to disturb your nerves. Furthermore, you knew he was somewhat sorry for putting you in pain, but the imprint on your skin made his mind swirl with heat.

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Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata)

-Would notice as he's getting ready for work and him taking care of you would wake you.

-Apologizing every minute as he places an ice packs on your hips and arm.

-Would ask if anything else hurts; if the answer is yes, he would melt into the floor with guilt, but after reassuring him you're not dying, you would both laugh it off.

-He would call off work against your wishes; he would take care of you the whole day, helping you to the bathroom, but you reminded him you weren't glass.

"How badly does it hurt, angel?" Kugo gently asks his hand to hold yours. You smiled and shook your head; you weren’t dying, but he made it seem so. "Kugo, it's fine." "It's not fine, Angelfish; I hurt you." His voice was filled with guilt. "Yes, but you didn't mean to." Trying to clam him was an easy task, but you placed your hand on his face, hoping to get him to drop it. "Okay, but let me know if you need anything," he says, snuggling closer to you. He pulled you gently close to him, having you lay on his chest and hear his now calm heartbeat.

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Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)

-Would notice after he gets home from work and sees you walking funny.

-Asks if you're okay, and you show him his work on you, he goes into caring mode, asking if you’re okay and why didn't you tell him.

-After explaining yourself, he would have you sit down to rest, he would cook dinner, and have you resting up with blankets cuddling you.

-Going to bed, he would gently cuddle you, wondering if he should call into work tomorrow to get the day off, but you begged to have him decide in the morning.

His hand gently wraps around your shoulder to your back, not wanting to touch the bruises that mark your waist and thighs. "Tell me if anything hurts," he whispers, but all he gets from you is a quiet hum. You dig your head into his chest, hearing his soft heartbeat and breathing.

Through the night, you wake up to his phone ringing. Aizawa groans as he shifts, bumping into your thigh. You whine at the pain, causing him to jump up and say, "I'm sorry, where did I hurt you?" He says in a panic, "It's fine, just answer the phone." You grumble, though you're not upset at him, just at the ringing noise of the phone. He answers and gets up shortly after ending the call, and you watch with tired eyes as he's getting ready. "I'll be back in an hour, I love you, and don't move," he says, giving you a quick kiss and heading off, leaving you to fall back asleep in a now cold bed.

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Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan)

-Would notice getting ready for work; as soon as he sees the bruises that litter your hips and shoulders, he wakes you with cries of asking you if you're okay.

-Yes he was rough in bed, but he always made sure you were okay. Seeing this made him a puddle on the floor.

-As you wake, you have to reassure him you're okay, just sore, but before you can say you'll be fine while he's gone, he calls into work.

-He would make you breakfast, fluff up some pillows to make you comfortable, and run you a bath after you eat.

"Thank you, love," you say in a tired voice as you take the small table of food in your lap. "And I'll run you a warm bath after too," he says, sitting down next to you and having his own food. "Can you join me?" You ask, but his face says something other than excitement: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, hon." His voice sounded like he was fighting back tears: "It's okay, you will make me feel better, please." He thinks it over for a minute and nods, going back to his breakfast.

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All Might (Toshinori Yagi) -Works for small & big

-Would see in the middle of the night coming back from the bathroom.

-He would lay back in bed but keep his distance, then call into work to get the day off. He's never done this before, so he's a bit scared.

-When you wake up, you notice the bruising on your hips and ribs. The pain would come every time you moved, but Toshinori was there to help and bring food.

-He would have helped you change into something decent as of last night had you not. A lot of apologies would have been given, but your words calmed them down.

Toshinori moved with panic as he took the empty plate from you. "Thank you, Toshi," you say warmly, but he just gave a small smile before his eyes went to your bruises. Noticing you cover them up with the blankets, you didn't mind his getting rough in bed; maybe you even liked it, but you hated how he looked at you like you were broken.

"Come sit" You say he's patting the bed; he slowly sits, but far from you. You painfully move closer to him, but he still keeps his distance. "Please come closer; I feel like I'm the plague," you say with a hurt laugh. He does gently put a hand on your thigh, letting you put your head on his shoulder and watch TV.

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Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) -Works for big & small

-Would notice as he comes in with breakfast in bed for you, the covers are moved, letting him see them in the morning light.

-It covered your hips and back; he woke you gently, but he was about to cry seeing you groan in pain.

-Putting the table on your lap like he always does on his day off. He asks if you're okay and points to the bruises that you now notice.

-He would cuddle you up with blankets while you and him ate to enjoy your morning shows, though he would keep a close eye on you.

Eating your food, you would feel Taishiro's eyes on you; it made you squirm where you sat. Looking at him, he smiles at you as you take another bit of his food. "Is it that bad?" you ask with a worried look on your face, but he quickly turns into protective mode. "No, not at all. I just never thought I would go that hard on you." He sighs, you go soft, "I enjoyed last night, please; I don't want this to stop you." You reassure him, and he smiles, "It's not, sweetheart, but if you like it that way, then does tomorrow night sound good?" He flirts, you blush, and you give him a kiss.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

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[chynandri]

I’ve got so much on my mind! Eva/Neil stuff To the moon beach episode spoilers

While I’ve always liked the Eva/Neil ship I have seen it as more one sided, or maybe just UNdecided. Neil I think it got increasingly obvious that he liked her, but it was hard to tell with Eva. I think in this game she definitely showed Interest in him. peeking at his shirtlessness and whatever’s in his pants at the pool lmao. plus wanting to believe the real Neil would want to protect her and do nice gestures. I think my most satisfying personal interpretation is that she’s just isn’t all that sure how she feels about him besides that obviously, this was her best childhood friend. After all I think it’s hard to have feelings for someone who was so distant and secretive at the same time. But there’s definitely still Something there that just… never got the chance to become something more.

I think a feeling of ‘incompleteness’ is prominent after finishing this game. Somehow having some of the truth confirmed/spelled out to you just leaves me with more questions. And perhaps that’s the whole point… the incompleteness of their feelings for each other, the incompleteness of the beach trip, the incompleteness of the simulated beach trip, the incompleteness of Neil himself as a person. I feel like the life lesson here was that you got to be ok with not having all the closure but realize that things have an end in spite of it. And you’ve got to move on once you’re ready to. The game giving you one final chance to linger on a perfect moment of Neil and Eva at their most vulnerable, letting You choose when the story ends was really profound. It’s like Kan Gao was saying to you ‘yeah, you’ve known all along Neil was dying/is dead. And that this series wasn’t going to last forever. You can keep returning to it again and again, but that fact remains and eventually you will stop playing the games and move on.’

I’m not sure if I’m articulating the metaness of this ending well enough, but Eva and the player feel in parallel here. Eva’s relationship with Neil, and the players relationship to this series.

Just wow. What an incredible ending. It almost felt too quick that the biggest theory of Neil being dead all along was confirmed but, it’s not too quick at all considering this story’s been going on for 13 years I guess. Still leaves me in shock even though that’s honestly what the games have been Strongly hinting at.

Will try to remember To the Moon for as long as I can. What an impactful game series…

[literary-illuminati]

2024 Book Review #12 – What Moves The Dead by T. Kingfisher

I initially meant to read this back last year when it was up for a Hugo nomination, but well – honestly I forgot my copy in an airport waiting room and it’s presumably now living a good life somewhere in a New Jersey compose heap. But a friend had a copy and said they enjoyed it, so! Stole it for a few days, and very glad I did. It’s a quick, fun shot fungal gothic, great for stormy nights.

The basic plot is, well, it’s very explicitly Fall of the House of Usher with a slight admixture of Ruritanian Romance. The Ushers are a genteely impoverished family of minor aristocracy in Ruravia, a less than impressive principality in Eastern Europe. Alex Easton, Roderick Usher’s former commanding officer in some recent war (the Gallacian Army they served in having a habit of getting into these quite habitually) receives a letter from Roderick’s sister Madeline begging company and help, as she is deathly ill. Of course by the time Easton arrives the pair of them look like they’re one stiff wind away from dying, and the estate and the lands around it are both decaying and full of unnerving strangeness. The only person who seems happy to be there is Eugenia Potter, an Englishwoman and amateur mycologist studying the great variety of mushrooms and fungus to be found in the area.

So yes this is very much aiming to be Gothic Classic, at least in aesthetics and trappings. An overgrown and decaying estate several times too large for the last remnants of the family who now occupy it. Genteel madness and disease, hidden behind polite euphemisms and high walls. A deep, atavistic horror at parasitism and the desecration of the human (especially the well-bred, young and female) body by an alien presence. There’s even a cowboy for some reason. It definitely all works for me, but then my exposure to the genre is all a bit second hand.

Speaking of parasitism – mushrooms! The book expresses decay and desecration basically entirely through the idiom of fungal infections, both in terms of metaphor and imagery in descriptions and just in the actual source of the horror here. The lights in the tarn are fungal blooms, Madeline’s disease and her reanimation are both the result of almost drowning and inhaling that fungus into her lungs, and so on. There are two really effective horror beats in the book for me – the image of an infected hare which had just had its head shot off slowly jerking back to its feet as a dozen others placidly stood there and watched it be shot, and the moment of realization that Madeline’s oddly long and wispy body hair is in fact mycelia growing out of her skin – and both play off of this pretty directly.

I very awkwardly didn’t use any pronouns for Easton when giving the plot synopsis because the book actually plays around a bit with gender and pronouns in a way I’ve always loved and wish I saw more of. Easton is Gallacian (unrelated to the actually existing Galicia, I think), and the Gallacian language has a variety of pronoun sets beyond just he and she – one for children, one for God, and one (ka/kan) particularly for soldiers. Which, due to the exigencies of early modern warefare’s manpower requirements, eventually led to both men and women being perfectly eligible to become ‘sworn soldiers’. So y’know, Enlist today! Service guarantees citizen-transition!

(But actually I enjoy the thought and at least superficial sociological plausibility/consideration of what gender means in Gallacian society a lot more than how a lot of modern spec fic just kind of assues that every culture in the world has the perspective on gender of a well-educated 21st century progressive, material conditions be damned).

Anyway yeah, overall very entertaining read. Though Goodreads tells me it’s now the first in the series, which given how cleanly this one ended is not something that fills me with an abundance of faith.

[silmarillionwritersguild]

One of the effects of Tolkien's broad-reaching world-building is that the people on the margins of the map (and the texts) invite fanworks creators to tell their stories. In this month's Tolkien Fanartics article, our art editor Anérea had the opportunity to chat with Mirra Kan, whose work embodies the concept of moving characters and peoples from the margins of Tolkien's works to center them in her own.

Self-taught and a self-described orientalist, Mirra Kan focuses on the peoples of Middle-earth who live in the south and east. She seeks to show these characters—who are often depicted simply as enemies in the text—as real people from complex cultures. Among the Southrons were "heroes fighting and dying for the sake of a better future for their children," Mirra reminds us, and her art represents their cultures and tells their stories.

You can read Anérea's interview with Mirra Kan here.

[matan4il]

Daily update post:

I don't know that I have the strength to write about anything else other than this: according to Kan News, 14 Israeli soldiers were killed in Gaza yesterady, the highest number of Israelis killed during one day of fighting in this war, excluding Hamas' massacre that started all of this.

Each one is a person, each one is loving parents, each one is dreams that will never be fulfilled, each one is a family that will not be the same again, each one is a void in this world, that is bigger than the physical space these young men occupied.

...And people still think we're fighting for revenge, rather than for self defense. As if the revenge for the pain, shock and grief over the death of our loved ones, is even more pain, shock and grief over even more of our loved ones dying. It's so utterly de-humanizing, erasing the meaning of the deep wounds which we continue to suffer over every single one of us gone.

May their memories be a blessing.

(for all of my updates and ask replies regarding Israel, click here)

[euryalex]

(Art by @ziorre)

De grens tussen levenden en doden wordt met de dag dunner. Er is geen rechtssysteem meer. De mensheid sterft langzaam uit. Toch zijn mensen vastbesloten om te overleven en een zo normaal mogelijk leven te leiden.

Noël had een plan. Hij zou overleven nadat zijn moeder hem verliet toen het allemaal begon. Hij zou op voedsel jagen, 's nachts kamperen en de man-bijt-man-wereld overleven die zijn leven was geworden.

Zijn plannen vallen echter in duigen wanneer hij na tien jaar wordt herenigd met zijn zus Julie. Hoewel hij zich niet kan herinneren waarom hij en zijn moeder jaren geleden zijn vertrokken, herinnert Julie zich alles.

In tegenstelling tot hem bewandelt zijn zus een ander pad. Een pad dat leidt naar wraak en dood. En zo komt hij erachter wat voor soort man hun vader was, en waarom zijn zus onvermurwbaar is hem te vinden. Wat Noël nog niet weet, is hoe ver Julie zal gaan. Misschien weet hij ook niet hoe ver hij zal gaan.

Hallo!

Ik heb mijn eerste boek geschreven! Het is ongeveer klaar maar ik zoek altijd feedback. Je kan het vinden op Wattpad!

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The line between the living and the dead becomes thinner every day. There is no longer a legal system. Humanity is slowly dying out. Yet people are determined to survive and live as normal a life as possible.

Noel had a plan. He would survive after his mother left him when it all started. He would hunt for food, camp at night, and survive the man-bites-man world that his life had become.

However, his plans fall apart when he is reunited with his sister Julie after ten years. Although he cannot remember why he and his mother left years ago, Julie remembers everything.

Unlike him, his sister follows a different path. A path that leads to revenge and death. And so he learns what kind of man their father was, and why his sister is adamant about finding him. What Noël doesn't know yet is how far Julie will go. Maybe he doesn't know how far he will go.

Hello!

I wrote my first book! It's ready but I'm always looking for feedback. You can find it on Wattpad

[kantasea]

This is it. The best Kan image of all time. I’ve been dying to do this edit and I’m so glad I finally got it exactly how I imagined!!!

[myreia]

Sketches of Times Lost

Day 19: Taken

aureia sits with thancred in dawn's respite. thancred x wol, pre-relationship. mentions of past aymeric x wol. set during stormblood patches. written for ffxivwrite2024. rating: teen 1219 words ao3 link

Dust motes dance in the air, caught in a spiral of rose-pink light that heralds the coming dawn.

Aureia watches them blankly, head tilted to the side, fingers twisted in her lap. Her lips are dry, her limbs like lead, her eyes puffy and aching as if she has been punched in the face. Exhaustion fuzzes on the edges of her mind, and yet she cannot bring herself to sleep. She floats in ambiguity, neither here nor there, barely cognizant of what is going on around her save for the man slumbering at her side.

But he isn’t slumbering. Thancred may look like he is asleep, but he isn’t. His body lies still on the bed, still and lifeless, only a hint of breath as something within him clings to life. She has seen comatose patients before. This is nothing like that. This is nothing she has seen before.

He is simply… gone.

Where are you now, Thancred? Where did you go?  

She lowers her eyes, her gaze sweeping across his deathly still face. In the weeks since his collapse, his hair has grown, a patchy beard spreading across his cheeks. A sign of the passing time, how the seconds and hours and weeks march on, beating to the sound of an inevitable drum.

The situation has been explained to her ad nauseum. Kan-E-Senna assures her that his heart is strong, his body compensating for his stolen soul. He is not in immediate danger. He isn’t dying.

She doesn’t know if that makes it worse. Dying, she can handle. Dying, she knows. She has held the hands of more friends than she can count as they succumbed to injuries and slipped into the beyond. But this? He’s gone, vanished, his consciousness pulled elsewhere, wherever that may be. She can sit by him all she wants, and he will never know. Even the dying have some sense of those who remain at their sides. He does not. Cannot. He—

A buzz in her ear. Her linkpearl activates, its hum reverberating uncomfortably through her skull. She grimaces and taps it, resisting the urge to pull the whole damn thing from her ear and chuck it across the room. Aymeric will be on the other end. She hasn’t spoken to him since the last Alliance meeting.

Her gut twists and she shoves all thought of him from her mind.

Exhaling a shaky breath, she slips from her chair and folds her legs beneath her, pressing her back against Thancred’s bed. For all she knows, he could be in danger. Or he could be lost. Or he could be fine. But it is the uncertainty of it that drives her mad. She could imagine a hundred scenarios, a hundred possibilities, and each one could be false. Or they could be true. All she knows is that he is not here.

He was taken from her.  

It’s unfair, the way these circumstances played out. It was only a month ago that they were sitting on a rooftop in Ala Mhigo, clear of mind and sound of heart. She was shaken, on edge, pushed to her fucking limit by the Alliances maneuvers, the Garlean threat, and her brother’s manipulations. She should have expected it. He was always a loose end left uncut. It was only a matter of time before he came for her. But she broke the day that Kallias showed his face in the streets and unearthed every secret she had buried deep. The precious Warrior of Light, a former Garlean operative hiding in plain sight. Not that the word former meant anything.  

The news sent shockwaves through the Alliance, the Resistance, the Eorzean city-states. Even the Scions of the Seventh Dawn couldn’t look her in the face. Well… not all of them.

Thancred could.

To say they have had a difficult relationship would be an understatement. A friendship shattered, whatever connection they had battered and bruised and broken beyond repair. They know each other too well. They know how to hurt. And the hurts are still there, years of harsh words spoken and accusations made. And yet at her lowest point, when he had ever reason to shun her and turn his back on her forever, he was the one there.

Not Aymeric, who once said he loved her. Not Urianger, who she once considered a brother. Not Alisaie, who was her dearest friend.

It was Thancred who made the choice to stand at her side when everyone else fled. No questions. No explanations. Simply a choice made unconditionally because he…

Well.

“You didn’t have to do that. You have every reason not to trust me after what I’ve done.”  

“We all have secrets, Aureia. We have all done things we are ashamed of. I know I certainly have. Why should I hold that against you when I know that is not who you are?”  

“But—”  

“I do not care who you once were. I care who you are now. And that is the end of it.”  

Tears sting in her eyes. She draws her knees into her chest and blinks them back furiously. The Warrior of Light does not cry. The Warrior of Light is a beacon of hope. The Warrior of Light is heroic, exceptional, unburdened by the weight of ordinary troubles. Not that this is an ordinary trouble of any kind, but…

“Aureia?”

She squeezes her eyes shut, clearing her mind, and opens them.

Tataru stands before her in a pool of light, her pink outfit brighter than usual in the morning sun. Her hand is pressed against her mouth, her worried gaze passing from Aureia to Thancred and back again. “I’m so sorry to interrupt,” she says quickly, stumbling over her words. “I thought… well, I wondered… I can take over, if you like. If it would help. You’ve spent the whole night here. I think you could use some rest.”

Aureia says nothing.

“I’ve… drawn a bath for you,” Tataru continues cautiously. “Well. Not drawn, exactly, but prepared. It’s ready in the suite upstairs, if you want it. I added some flowers and some bubbles. Silly, I know, but—”

Aureia smiles quietly. “Thank you,” she says.

Tataru nods. “It’s going to be all right, you know.” She looks down, twisting the hem of her tunic. “I’m certain of that.”

The linkpearl hums again. Aureia flinches, cupping her ear with her hand, still unable to bring herself to take it out. Would it be the right thing or the wrong thing? She doesn’t know. She doesn’t even know if she can look Aymeric in the face after everything she’s done, let alone talk to him.

A shadow passes in front of her and warm hands wrap around hers.

��I mean it,” Tataru says. “Rest. Please. He would want you to. In fact, I believe he would be quite angry if you didn’t.”

“…he would, wouldn’t he.”

“Always so concerned about everyone else, but not himself. Not unlike someone else I know.”

Aureia raises her head, meeting her eyes.

Tataru smiles. “I’ll tell you if anything changes,” she says. “I promise.”

Aureia nods. With a heavy weight in her heart, she slowly unfurls and gets to her feet, forcing herself to walk away from his bed. She can’t look back.

If she does, she will never leave.

[boozles]

Day Twelve: Wedding You Wish You Had An Invite To

Okay, so I wanted to play around with this and do two canonical weddings (ie. weddings that were actually on screen) and two that we know would happen in a couple’s future.

My first canonical one would be Sky & Prapai’s wedding in Wedding Plan (and Love in the Air). Like you see in the show, it looked so elegant and classy, and just so perfect for them as a couple. However, I think the afterparty would be poppin’! I like to think they would have prepared a choreographed dance like you see on IG/TikTok, and the party would be so much fun. Rain would be drunk and crying and threatening Prapai that if he ever hurts his best friend his body will never be found, and Phayu would have to carry him back to the hotel room. I just think it would be a fun affair!

My second canonical wedding that I’d like to attend would be Karan and Achi from Cherry Magic. It looked like a small but beautiful event, and you just know that dance floor would have been packed. Rock and Min would be tearing it up all night, and can you imagine how much fun it would have been to hang out with Pai and fangirl over Karan and Achi? Also, did you see how good that cake looked?!

My first non-canonical wedding would be Akk and Ayan from The Eclipse (obviously). I think Alk would be a groomzilla and Ayan would just do everything to keep him happy. They’d have Kan and Thua as their best men, with Wat as the photographer. I think it would be a gorgeous beach front affair, with just their friends and family, before having the after event along the beach with a small band and lots of drinks and dancing and laughter. It would be so full of love and just. Ugh. I love these boys so much.

My second non-canonical pick would be Phaya and Tharn from The Sign. We all know how insane it would be; Tharn would want everything perfect and proper, traditional and romantic. Phaya would literally do everything to make it work, but the after affair would be party central. Yai would be drunk and crying and telling everyone that will listen how much he loves the grooms, whilst Sand pats his head and apologises to everyone. Thongthai would be dying of embarrassment as Khem tries to seduce him on the dance floor, and the grandmas would sit laughing and drinking sherry as they planned a girls only trip for after the wedding.

[ratwithhands]

Made these designs very late at night, but I figured I'd try designing the clan leaders as Sapioflores.

Adaman is based on the Japanese iris (Iris laevigata), since it's a flower that grows in water/wet soil and the Diamond Clan lives in a marsh. The ornament he wears on his face is not only a traditional accessory (for Sapioflores), it also acts as a glorified hairclip to hold his long face leaves together. He wears a tasuki if he isn't wearing his coat both so he can get more sunlight and also to hold his sleeves out of the way when working. Speaking of, similar to Ingo, he prefers thick dark clothes to retain heat/moisture (and to mimic the muddy water he spends much of his time in).

Irida is based on the winter peony (Kan-botan), since it blooms in freezing cold winters like the Pearl Clan would see in the icelands. Her face ornament was originally a larger set of accessories, but the stones were removed and put together into one piece instead. The mino and hat she wears are based on the straw tents used to protect winter peonies from snow. Since it's the snow and ice bothering her rather than the temperature, she still dresses pretty light underneath. Her obi is tied to have multiple bows on either side, as a way to mimic the appearance of the actual peony (like a sort of way to say she's constantly in bloom/at her best). Her clothes are cropped at the sleeves and bottom to leave more access for light.

uhhhh other design notes:

I was trying to figure out how to get Adaman's hair to be more blue because without any colour it looks like the left image and I wasn't sure how to feel about it. The current running joke with the writing team is that he drinks dyed water/dyes his hair to be prettier/cooler. Anyways dyed water looks like the right image

The cover on Irida felt like armour when I was sketching it and honestly I kinda want to see her beat someone into the ground with it on (particularly cause while I was trying to look up Kan-botan, I stumbled on Hanakotoba and peonies are supposed to represent bravery according to that)

I ditched Irida's bracelets and anklet in favour of the ornament sorry. They felt a bit clunky and I couldn't figure out how to reasonably fit them on the design so for now they're just not present. If I make a proper battle outfit for her then I might bring them back as limb guards

Adaman is probably soggy a lot of the time since he'll just go chill in the water. Likely just quickly scrubs off any major clumps of silt/mud and heads out if someone calls him during swamp time

Fun fact Volo was gonna be in this design set but I'm too tired. He's likely going to be white spider lily (Lycoris albiflora) mostly because of the whole "death to the universe" plot and also cause he's allies with Giratina. He's probably not gonna be too interesting anyways so it's fine.

Hope you like the art, let me know if you have any thoughts. Have a good night and see you guys later.

[denapatiskenihilist]

har været utrolig fortabt i at holde overblik over krigen i Gaza. Forsøger at lave et overskueligt overblik på papir. Her er lidt til dem der ikke har fulgt med den seneste uge:

- Karim Khan har i den internationale domstol i Haag anmodet arrestordre på 3 Hamas-ledere, men OGSÅ præsident Netanyahu og Yoav Gallant. Desværre kan det tage måneder at behandle, og domstolens autoritet er ikke just noget at heppe hurra for

- Israel bombede en UN-skole i 2 dage i streg

- Vi er så tæt på “Famine” som vi kan være. Desværre er det så svært at konkret dokumentere tilstanden i Palæstina, at der ikke kan fastslås “Famine” efter de 3 krav der er: “1. 20% of households must face an extreme lack of food, or essentially be starving. 2. 1/3 of children must be suffering from acute malnutrition or wasting. 3. 2 adults (or 4 children); for every 10.000 people must be dying daily from hunger and its complications”

- Israel have “redningsmission” der resulterede i at 4 Israelske gidsler kom hjem, men 274 døde palæstinensere !!!! 274!!!!!!! og 700 sårede.

- Benny Gantz sagde officielt op i protest mod Netanyahu’s håndtering af konflikten.

- Israel har forbudt nyhedsmediet “Al Jazeera” at operere i Israel, trods at Al Jazeera var døgnopereret og dækkede Gaza-krigen 24/7.

Og for at afslutte: FREE PALESTINE