#muse: black heart

[divinityunleashed]

"Sis! I'm home!"

Oh! It's Uni!... Or rather, a shapeshifter. Rirune, kitsune. Honestly, he has been hearing... a bit of a few worrying reports of Lastation, that he came to check out the HQ itself to see what Noire's day-to-day life is.

"Sorry, I'm just here for a moment until I'm setting off again. Hey, so... what have you been up to lately? Anything caught your eye?"

"..."

"Everything's been fine, Uni. Have you not noticed anything... different about our home?"

In the back of her mind, she knew something was up. Uni had vanished along with the old Gamindustri and now she suddenly returns? It's strange. Too strange. So instead of just sussing them out, she'd test them.

[virtuousfuta]

Gang Bang Green Heart, Black Heart, White Heart from Purple Heart

The three CPUs moaned happily as they enjoyed pounding Purple Heart's holes. Black Heart being in her pussy, Green Heart in her mouth, while White Heart was in her ass. Making sure she got every inch of their godly cocks with their thrusts.

[paragonofvirtue]

@protagneptune continued from here

Noire's exhaustion finally caught up with her as she leaned into Purple Heart's comforting embrace. The warmth of their shared victory and the gentle touch of Purple Heart's hand stroking her silver hair soothed her frayed nerves. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to relax, feeling the weight of the day's battles lift from her shoulders.

"Thank you, Neptune," Noire whispered, using Purple Heart's other name. "Your support means the world to me. It's been a challenging day, but knowing you were by my side made it bearable. I couldn't have asked for a better ally or friend." She felt a genuine sense of gratitude toward her fellow goddess, appreciating not only her strength in battle but also the caring nature she exhibited now.

[sinfully-divine]

Who has the most sensitive clit? Also to that person, would they like to be teased and played with?

Glynda and Black Heart, maybe White Heart as well.

"Perhaps. But so long as you are respectful and know when to stop when asked."

"It's fine, but if I ask you to stop, then stop. I do have plenty of strength to make you stop. But sometimes it's nice to have that kind of time."

"Same as Black Heart. Just don't press my buttons and I won't press yours."

[paragonoflust]

"Titty."

[hellsingmongrel]

So, bit of ramblings on my Post-Trimax Wolfwood headcanons.

Man, one of my favorite tropes in media is a character who's spirit lingers on after they've died, but it's usually something you only see in fanfic, so I cannot get over how FUCKING FERAL I was when I realized that it was legit a thing in Trimax, and that Wolfwood was the one we actually got to see, legitimately talking to the people he'd left behind and confirming that ghosts in the canon weren't just hallucinations or something! Like yeah, we saw Tessla leading the boys to her body, but since her ghost was never mentioned again, it could have easily have been written off as a fluke, right?

NOPE. They are real and they linger after to watch over the people they care about or to send messages to the people who are still alive! And the fact that the character who had just wormed his way into being just as beloved to me as my favorite character (Which NEVER happens, I usually only have enough brain cells for one at a time!) and that we had just had our hearts ripped to shreds watching him die was also the one we got to know had definitely stayed behind to watch over the people he loved just makes me SO HAPPY! I rp that asshole from time to time, and I just love exploring the implications of it!

I play him like he's been there a LONG TIME. When he died, Rem was there, watching over Vash, but when Knives spent the last of his energy, she chose to move on with him, now that she knew Wolfwood would be there to keep watch over Vash, and he took it SERIOUSLY. He's been waiting so long, he's lost his sense of time, he thinks it's only been a couple decades when it's been CENTURIES. And the time has softened his own trauma, he's gone from being surly and angry and defensive to being at peace and finding comfort in the fact that its allowed him to see more of Vash's life than he ever would have been able to live long enough to see when he was alive. And it's given him time to notice just how unwell Vash is, how broken he is, watching over him when he thinks he's alone and lets himself break down.

But it's also made Wolfwood a bit unwell in his own way; as time went on and the people he knew in life began to pass away, too, his interest in paying attention to what the people around them were doing wained, and his dedication to watching over Vash until it was his time to pass on became a strange sort of dependence. He loses his sense of self, in a way, until the most important thing in his existence is being there for Vash, waiting for him, having long-since accepted that when the time comes, it'll be over and he's alright with that.

He's happy, but to the perspective of a living person, it would seem TWISTED in a way. He still thinks he's a damned soul, stealing more time than he's allowed and only damning himself further by doing so, and he just knows that when he gets to walk Vash into whatever comes after for them, they'll be separated again, for the last time, and there won't be any coming back from it that time, because Vash is too good, too kind, too HOLY to ever be damned. But it's fine. Wolfwood knew he was damned long before his death, and time has just given him the chance to make peace with it and simply be happy with the fact that at least he'll be able to be with Vash when he can move on to wherever good people go at the end. And yet when it happens, Vash feels the same way about himself, so certain that he's the one who's damned, and their reunion is wonderful and painful and terrifying for both of them in different ways.

He's even worse with interacting with people, once he's forced to interact with the living. I play Wolfwood in a game where he stumbles into revealing himself after spending centuries never letting himself be seen, and he worries that going "silent" again will upset people. He's spent centuries being a silent shadow, certain that letting Vash know he was there would only cause more suffering for an already unwell mind, so he's forgotten how to interact with tact, blurting out whatever pops into his head because he's only had himself to talk to for all that time. He hurts people without meaning to, begins to suffer from the crisis of worrying that no matter what he does, he's a burden to the people who mourn him, he doesn't belong, his existence is nothing but a constant reminder of what's coming and will only cause the people around him pain. He's both able to be the kind, caring, loving person he might have been if the Eye of Michael had never taken him from the orphanage, and also a HUGE, ANXIOUS WRECK.

And the thing that makes it all worse for him is the fact that when he was dumped into the game I have him in, he was separated from the Vash of his timeline, and now lives in constant fear that he'll never see him again, that he won't be there when he passes on and there won't be anyone to greet him on the other side, alone and never knowing that he was waiting for him. He made a promise to Rem that he'd watch over him for her, that he'd lead him to his final destination where he could be with his family again, and now that he's lost that, what purpose does he have? He's terrified to let go himself, worried he'll pass onto the other side when Vash was right around the corner, but the thought of lingering without finding him again, missing his chance to be there for him when it's his turn, leaves him in an almost constant state of almost-panic.

I also just think it's kind of sweetly poetic, if in the end, he chose to continue the role he'd been forced into; take Vash where he's supposed to be. Only this time, it's his choice, and it won't be to his death. He wants to guide him to where he knows people are waiting for him, where he'll finally be happy and be at peace. He doesn't mind the fact that he's going to Hell, so long as he was able to be the one that leads Vash to the place where he won't have to be in pain ever again.

[musings-from-an-elder-goth]

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creaturesfromelsewhere 9-15-2023

[achillvs]

i think i need bts again.

[dnangelic]

the hollow nonviolence but nevertheless heavily palpable longing and empty vastness of daisuke's heart. post

[helluva-hazbins]

[divinityunleashed]

"So, Black Heart..."

"Yes, Purple Heart?"

"Now that we're back together... And that we now have a new place to live... Do you think that we could... Um..."

"You... You want to get back together with me?"

"H-How did you..."

"Know? Purple Heart, it's written all over your face. Even the writer knows that you've given it some thought."

Purple Heart fumbled on the spot. It wasn't long until Black Heart took hold of Purple Heart's hands, smiling into her eyes.

"It's okay. To tell you the truth, I have also been thinking about it. Now that we have the chance to survive again... I would want nothing more, than to have you at my side once more."

"Black Heart..."

Looking down for a moment, Purple Heart strengthened her grip with Black Heart's hands, and the two of them smiled at each other in harmony.

"I would like nothing more, than to be at your side once more, Black Heart."

"No one can get in the way of us. Of our nations. Of our friends. And our love."

"Together, we will defend our new home and the multiverse."

"And ensure a peaceful existence."

[virtuousfuta]

“Titty.”

[paragonofvirtue]

"I shall rid this port of all you bugs! You will regret the day you even thought of spawning!" Black Heart said after a recent port to the PC Continent spawned a plethora of bugs. It wasn't a pretty picture, but after a while due to her persistence. She managed to defeat a majority of the bugs at least.

After a while though, her CPU form finally burnt out and kicked her back into her human form. With that, she made her way back to Lastation and flopped on a chair inside her Basilicom.

"Hopefully the next port to the PC Continent has no bugs. What a chore it was dealing with this one."

[sinfully-divine]

Two servants approached Iris Heart and Black Heart, guiding to sit on the comfortable chairs. They waited to do their task until the two Hearts were ready to take off their boots.

Iris and Black Heart approached each chair, and then took off their boots, revealing their bare feet. They then propped their feet up onto the foot stools in front of them, crossing their soles.

"You may begin."

"This should be fun~ We work very hard, so our feet are pretty sweaty~"

[candyredmusings]

Where's the love I'm needing? Maybe I'll just never know ...

[koolmeia]

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