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thecontumacious · 2 years

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ahhhhh request is finally open!! hi just wanted to say that I adore the way u write!

so I wanted to request hcs where the luxiem boys overhears their s/o doing a karaoke streams and they sing like a pro? and maybe they join in too?❤️❤️

"You're my favorite song."

a/n: i subconsciously made a mini playlist for each of the boys :D i also just wanna highly recommend the songs i listed so check out the artists when you have time ^-^

quick announcement: finals are next tuesday so i will be incredibly busy for around two weeks. thus, posts will slow down a whole lot more this time around ;-; but! after that, i will be completely free and will def have a lot of time to finish this batch~ i hope you guys don't mind waiting for a bit!

Vox Akuma 👹🌹

Hiiragi Kirai - Vita, Bocca della Verita, Bottom

hiiragi's songs are powerful and your voice resonated exactly with that, which of course attracted the demon firsthand

he had never thought you could sing such high energy songs

the more you sang, the more fond and enchanted he was with your voice

we all know how he's very i to confident and bold people, hiiragi's songs are the epitome of those things

so imagine this

vox, who had originally wanted to send you a superchat to show some support for the karaoke stream, is in complete awe and finds himself listening intently to you

in laymen's terms, simping

it's only when you announced a break mid stream that it knocked him back to reality

Vox Akuma just sent $25 through superchat! "goodness darling, your voice is speaking to my soul. take responsibility won't you?"

*you choking on your water* "v-VOX HI"

i mean, you knew that your fellow vtuber friends (boyfriend in this case) would be checking out your karaoke stream but you never figured he'd actually show up and have the audacity to send a superchat too

"h-hi vox," you laugh nervously, instantly shrinking in your seat as you fiddle with your water bottle

the demon chuckles from the other side of the screen, opting for a regular chat this time for your sake

"take the water easy, love."

chat is going wild

then, he had a bright idea

he turns to his discord server and goes to send you a private message:

Vox Akuma [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : hey, can i ask for permission to join your stream?"

might've been a bad idea since this was a stream mainly about you but he wanted to join in on the fun, with how you're so passionate in the singing

actually no, he wanted to join only bcs he thought you were so talented, it's only natural he'd like to be affected by this wonderful sense of aura ^^

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : yeah yeah! totally cool!! come on over babe, just use the discord server!

he was slightly surprised when you granted him said permission

he'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous bcs he knows he's no good at singing and needs practice beforehand

think before you act eh?

too late! you're already announcing to the chat that they'll be having an impromptu guest

"vox?"

"hey everyoneee hiiii"

HI MILORDDDDD

"okay, next on my set list should be something you know, vox. you ready?"

all nervousness washes away upon seeing your beautiful smile and he reminds himself that he's in it for the fun

"i got you darling."

the instrumental starts to roll in and he notices how you're more nervous than before

"y/n? are you alright?" he asks sweetly

"n-nervous is all!" you reply

vox chuckles, "nothing to be nervous about, my dear. you're very skilled at this and with the practice you had, i'm very sure you'll do well."

on screen, the demon can see your anxiety faltering and all he sees is your grin

will there ever be another person out there who can make him feel this way simply with a smile like that?

"thanks, vox."

VOX-Y/N SHIP FLOATING POG

when your voice starts to sing the melodies, vox is once again charmed by it

he rly couldn't help it and sometimes, his voice would soften just watching you lose yourself in the song

all this is mine? god, i'm so lucky.

post stream, vox actually makes his way over to your room and instantly just wraps you in his arms, kissing your face affectionately

you giggle when he finally stops, "hi."

"hello, love," he whispers. "you were beautiful today. that's what i wanted to say."

and indeed you were

other boys utc!

Mysta Rias 🦊🔶

Kanaria - Envy Baby, EYE | Giga - CH4NGE

"GASPPPP GIGAAAA" is his first initial reaction upon hearing the familiar beats but then your voice-

god your voice

sure, you were great at a lot of things but singing?????

"holy shit they're good," he mutters under his breath, genuinely amazed by how you nail ch4nge's lyrics

the thing about ch4nge is that it requires a sort of charm or confidence in executing the lyrics. there's no way to do the song justice if not done with that type of flare

and you know what?

you check all the above requirements

you sing it with high energy and arrogance as perceived by the original producer, so much so mysta thinks this version is better than the original

now that's saying something

he goes into the chat and presses on the superchat function, sending in a couple ten pounds:

Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] sent 50$ through superchat! official ch4nge cover when

bcs mysta's name came up, you couldn't help but redirect your vision towards the screen. however, you weren't finished singing so all you did was grin

then you had the bright idea to up your game and sing ch4nge like you were flirting with him, now knowing your boyfriend was watching

hoo boy

feral mysta go brrrr

and just as you assumed, you did indeed awake something within mysta and although he was simply sitting on his office chair in front of his pc, he feels an unusual adrenaline rush

you sing the final lyrics and mysta instantly goes onto discord, sending you a private message

Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : YO CAN I JOIN

he half expected you to either ignore him or say no

but there you go

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : FUCK YEAH COME ON THEN IM SINGING KANARIA'S EYE NEXT Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : AIGHT BET WAIT THERE

like vox, he's aware he's no good at singing but the adrenaline kept him up like he was on a sugar rush

not much stopping to do now so he's on that discord call with you and your chat is welcoming him with big open arms

MYSTAAAAA

IS MYSTA GONNA SING WITH Y/N?????

MYSTA POGGG

"alright, mysta, they have high hopes for you," you giggle, prepping the next instrumental

he merely chuckles, "hi chat!! i honestly don't know what the fuck i'm doing but i'm here now."

"always so impulsive," you comment. "you good?"

"yeah, yeah, let's go"

as the instrumental begins, you start hyping yourself up and this only makes mysta more excited

with his lyrics already pulled up on his screen, you and him duet kanaria's "EYE"

in his head, he knows you're outshining him by quite a lot even without that much effort

but i think it's because of this, mysta's view of you changes a bit

how could he get so lucky?

you were skilled at a lot of things, a talented content creator/entertainer, a successful vtuber within nijisanji and most importantly, you belonged to mysta

and as you tell him every night:

"yours and only yours, babe."

amidst the upbeat music and fast paced chat, mysta only sees you having fun and enjoying the song

and he wants nothing else, from that moment on, than to keep that smile on your face and let no harm come your way

post stream, mysta congratulates you on reaching your milestone and doing so well during the karaoke stream

all before saying with a silly grin on his face, "say, do you think we can do a karaoke stream together again?"

Luca Kaneshiro 🦮🔆

wotaku - MAFIA, SHANTI | Kanaria - KING

a reason to fall in love with you tbh

you sounded so badass??????

luca even dare say that you singing mafia was better than how he did it and he was not in the slightest bit complaining

regardless of your lore, you, y/n could fit well into the mafia setting with how you're rapping mafia

he thought you couldn't be any cooler, but he was obviously wrong with how you're nailing all the lyrics (despite being a fast paced song)

luca can only watch in awe, bopping his head and humming the lyrics himself with the brightest and proudest grin that has ever graced his face

when you finish, luca is quick to press the superchat function to further support your amazing success

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] sent $20 through superchat! POGGGGGGG

upon reading the incoming donation, you blush on stream while giggling shyly

"hey luca," you greet him, waving slightly

on the other side of the screen, luca melts internally

from the aggressive tone you took on to sing mafia and now shrinking to a more shy and flustered soul

how in the world are you so fucking adorable

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : BABE THAT WAS SO POGGG YOU PROBABLY SANG IT BETTER THAN ME

you laugh, shaking your head, "oh come on, luca. your mafia cover was good too!"

humble, are you?

luca smiles

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : honeybun stop being shy and admit that you're good at this

you will not believe how fast the chat is going seeing you interact like this, clippers super busy commemorating this beautiful moment

even your mods are begging you to put slow mode on for the sake of their sanity

"slow mode? okay wait hold on," you chuckle, pressing a few settings as per the request

seeing you have so much fun brings so much joy to luca and there's a small part inside him begging to join you. but he knows that this was your karaoke stream

who was he to intrude this celebratory stream?

hence, why you were the one who gave him the special invite

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : babe, do you wanna maybe join the stream?

luca at first couldn't believe what he was seeing but after rubbing away at his eyes and refreshing his page, your message is most definitely real

that small part i mentioned earlier?

it evolved into something much bigger and now there's no way to stop it

luca has the biggest grin in the world

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : HOLY SHIT YES PLEASE

and he's quick to join the discord call and meet up with you

"HI BABYYYY!!" luca exclaims, wiggling around excitedly

you can only laugh at his adorable enthusiasm, addressing him to the chat, "welcome luca!!"

he wasn't completely there in person, but did it matter when his heart felt so incredibly close to you as of right now?

"what's our next song, y/n?"

"oh! you should know this, luca! but you can pull up the lyrics if need be. tell me when you're ready," you respond, typing up the song's title as the set list and readying the instrumental. "you good luca?"

nodding, he answers, "yep!"

the song begins and so does your singing

luca, who was originally already very excited, becomes even more hyped when his voice is in sync with yours. when you lock eyes with him, his heart speeds up and this prompts him to take his singing to the next level

and boy we know just how lovely of a voice luca has

he just has so much fun with you

he's on a euphoric train, holding your hand tightly to bring you aboard the soul filling feeling

like nearing the station, the song comes to a close end and luca's heart feels slightly hollow

but he looks at you

he's never felt more glad to have you as his

"hey, y/n?"

"yeah, luca?"

"i love you."

LUCA AND Y/N WEDDING WHEN

Ike Eveland 🖋💙

YOASOBI - Running into the Night | Mafumafu - Hunger | Maigo Hanyuu - Clear and Sunny

ike recognizes the song you're singing as maigo hanyuu's mellow clear and sunny

the song, unlike our previous boys, is more downplayed. it's soft but holds a strong meaning nevertheless. it is a song for the tired. it is a song that resonates with ike's gentle heart

but god that song spoke to him in a different language with how you sang it

to ike, it sounded sad but somehow also very comforting. sweet amongst a sea of bitter. it's only when he feels something cold on his arm does he realize he's crying

"oh my god," he whispers, using his sleeve to dry the remaining tears. your singing hadn't ceased either. he sighs, "why are you so beautiful, y/n?"

he doesn't wish to interrupt you so he stays silent and watches you like it was a concert

chat seemed to have had the same opinion as him

ike is still in heavy awe that he doesn't even want to input his opinion in the live chat. to him, he wants to savor every moment you sing your songs, melodizing the lyrics and pouring your every will in them

like it was a prayer almost

once you finish sunny and clear, ike begins to type on his keyboard

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : that was beautiful, y/n.

you pause and blush a bright red, giggling. "hi ike. i'm glad you liked it."

he more than just enjoyed it y/n, dear

he was willing to give you his entire support, as a coworker within nijisanji and as a personal fan of your work

yet there was something about your recent performance that draws ike in, literally pulling him in as though he wanted to be right there next to you

ike guiltily wished he could accompany you sing

as a musical artist himself, to be one with the music is a magical feeling. and duets are a different world in itself. and this was with you...

before long, ike's less professional side is somehow already on his keyboard again and messaging through the chat

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : i suddenly really wanna do a duet with you

the entirety of ike believed that you would just read the message and shrug it off, maybe laugh at it and make empty promises that you'd one day do it

but there you were, pausing mid stream and a message on discord comes through to him

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : are you serious???? Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : i mean- i wouldn't mind if u joined with me! Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : really???? it's your stream! are you sure?? Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : tbh, i'm super nervous rn so your presence might be super nice...

ike smiles, finding you at this very moment extremely endearing

even after confidently singing one of the most sentimental songs in the vocaloid world with such emotion and soul wrecking tone, here you are, admitting that you're nervous and needing someone to be there just to feel okay again

moreover, he's the one you go to

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : alright if u insist Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : thanks so much, love!!

IKEEEEEE

"hi everyone," ike smiles, moving his body around in greeting towards your chat. "apparently y/n is too nervous and begged me to be here."

"i did not beg," you frown

ike chuckles, "alright fine. you didn't beg."

"alright, alright! here's our next song, ike."

the discord message comes through: "yoasobi - running into the night."

ah this song

ike nods on stream, clearing his throat and warming up his vocal cords. "i'm ready if you are, y/n."

you make the necessary clicks before announcing, "all set! on the count of three and we immediately start singing, ike."

"alright."

"1, 2, 3!"

running into the night sounds very upbeat and fun, but when examined deeper, it is no different than clear and sunny. the lyrics tell a story of the wounded and tired. they don't fail to keep the listener attached.

but for ike, this song sung by you doesn't fail to keep him enchanted.

so enchanted, he loses himself and wishes to just hear you sing and not focus on singing anymore

and by the end, chat rolls aggressively with applaud and questions for ike

"ike, why'd u stop singing mid song?" you ask, frowning

"because someone else was singing and i felt too outshined," he smiles, giggling as you shy away, shrinking in front of the camera. ike laughs, "awe, don't be shy, sweetheart. you did wonderfully."

"th-thanks, ike," you still don't want to face him head on, but he knows that you're genuinely thankful

post stream, ike makes you stay online on discord to give a call.

"yes, ike?"

"do you wanna collab? i have an idea for a song for the two of us."

Shu Yamino 🔮✨

tsumiki - phony | Neru - Becoming Potatoes | wowaka - Unknown Mother-Goose

the first song, phony, requires a lot of energy and finesse, but not so serious so you still seem like you're having fun

even shu thinks that song exhausts his own lungs

so to see you sing phony, not breaking a sweat but still nailing its atmosphere with the biggest smile on your face brings a sort of exciting comfort to the sorcerer

and the fact you're singing one of his favorite vocaloid songs brings him back home

from the other side of the screen, shu watches you continue to have fun on your commemoration of a special milestone on your channel and the more his heart feels so close and comfortable with you

he's the sorcerer, what magic were you casting upon him, huh?

because shu won't be admitting the fact that he feels like he wants to hold you and keep you to himself for the rest of the day

okay maybe he will later, but come on you were busy :<

the final notes of phony finally comes to an end and you heave an exhausted breath, but despite it, it was obvious that you were still happy and full of energy

shu smiles, contagious

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : that was so good babe good job!

upon seeing his name in the chat, you smile, "hi shu and thank you."

HI SHUUUU

SHU X Y/N POGGG

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : they have a good taste in music chat, this stream is gonna be super pog

you chuckle at his comment, "admittedly, shu has been introducing majority of the songs i'll be singing today. what an influence."

though that response was but of mere casual saying, shu felt... proud?

"alright, our next song! hint, it's actually a song commissioned for project sekai. the lyrics are... interesting to say the least, but the music is so well produced," you explain, typing on your keyboard to prep the instrumental. "any guesses?"

the chat begins to insert their many guesses, varying in titles

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : is it potato ni natteiku

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : YEAH IT IS LMAOOO

that song, as you said, had its music very well produced indeed. shu thinks it's super catchy and whenever he listens to it, he can't help but bop his head a bit

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : man that song is so good and relatable lol Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : do u wanna join in then? let's duet shu!!

shu's fingers drop onto his keyboard, void of any strain as he looks at your message. wasn't this your stream? weren't you the one who reached this milestone?

what had he done to be offered this rare chance?

imagine singing his and your favorite songs, and enjoying them with the chat...

felt like it could be your own world

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : you don't mind??? i mean i'm cool if you're cool

his heart beats against his ribcage and that wave of feeling at home, nothing in the world could bother him, washes over shu again

it's that temporary moment in his life where everything is going to be alright and that he's rly found what he's been looking for all his life

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : yeahh!! come on!

seeing you so enthusiastic, there was no way he was going to refuse you so he clicks on the appropriate button and he makes himself known to the chat

HI SHU

UWAHHH SHUUUU

"so, he actually guessed my next song right so for that, he gets to sing with me," you giggle, causing shu to laugh alongside you

"that's because you're too predictable, y/n."

"how can i not be when you're the one teaching me all these songs, huh?" you pout

that's about true, shu thinks as he merely grins

"alright, i got everything set. you ready, shu?"

he takes a deep breath and spares you one glance. you smile at him. that was all he needed to muster up the courage to sing with you, for you and the world you two built together

"all good."

like everything else was

the song begins, the chat sends your respective light sticks and among all the good chaos, you hold out your hand out to shu

the hand he takes and lets you lead away where you're going this time

shu takes the lower note while you take the higher, creating a wonderful mesh of contrasting tones

smiles decorate both your faces, which bring a happier atmosphere to potato ni natteiku and the adrenaline inside shu rushes faster than before

like two hearts beating at once, you and shu sync in together with vibes not far different from one another. you bob your head at the same beats and pause at the same time

cliche as it may sound, the sorcerer has never felt more fitting in this life and truly grateful for what he has

you especially

so when the song ends, shu wants nothing more than to experience it all over again. to feel that rush of adrenaline, but also that comforting sense of home.

but he knows, as he watches you pant from exhaustion, that he will get that chance once more in the future

"you good, y/n?" shu laughs

you nod, taking a sip of your water. "yep! you?"

he smiles. "yeah, amazing."

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strosmkai-rum · 4 years

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ADDITIONAL DRAGON SHOUT USE HEADCANONS

note: these are headcanons for the use of shouts by dragons. also known as, bethesda, i KNOW dragons know more shouts than the three or four they use in game. so here. every shout covered.

- fire breath. oh. oh.

- okay but definitely fire breath shouts have different colors like to show how hot/strong the flame is

- a really bright red that sputters a lot or catches in their throat means that they don't quite understand the meaning yet, and it'll take more meditation/practise before they can get a constant orange stream of fire

- so we know how fire breath looks in game. it's a stream of orange flame. well i raise you:

- the fire will burn hotter and change color (red to orange to white to light blue, see the charts abt fire color or something idk what they called), and even stagger the user if it's too strong.

- very, very strong fire breath shouts have the impact of unrelenting force, so first they destroy anything in their way with the sheer impact and anything else is melted by an actual stream of lava/that shit is definitely not fire at that point, lava's the only comparison i have even if lava not blue-

- i fucking hate that in game if you use fire breath on a rock it'll like, be burnt only. enough understanding of fire breath and you can turn anything into slag.

- fire is just so cool. maybe some dragons like roasted meat, like huge scaly gordon ramsays. maybe they shout at some ground so they have a warm place to sleep. it’s canon that it’s greeting though, so a weak fire breath to say hello not friend, i will not roast you alive and instead slightly warm you.

- frost breath. a stream of icy wind IN GAME. not really here, though. i agree that it’s something like an icy wind, but has extreme power and force behind it, and while fire breath will roast you, frost breath will just plain fuck you up if you try to hold your ground. you won’t get the chance to be frozen, you’ll just go flying.

- weak understandings make a really cold breath. sort of how in winter you can see your breath? yeah, that’s a weak frost breath.

- strong understandings will cause most things to frost over. it has the effect of a weaker ice form, but with a lot more versatility.

- both fire breath and frost breath are commonly used in sweeping motions, as opposed to focusing on one target. let’s face it, what kind of a human can stand up to even half a second of that? it’s a lot more efficient in taking out big groups, or destroying the terrain to give them a disadvantage.

- ice everywhere. that is all.

- ice form now, hehe. so! don’t try to block it. your shield or arm is gonna get cast in ice and be useless/immediately shatter. yeah, that’s right. you don’t thaw out of an ice form, you explode. into lots of frozen pieces.

- but, let’s say, you don’t like my exploding hc. that’s fine. i raise you, person frozen in a solid chunk of ice that would put the sea of ghosts to shame. they not gonna thaw out in time to be saved. sorry. no escape.

- call dragon is used when, you know, calling other dragons. other dragons know other dragons, so it’s either a challenge, or a call for help. or, in paarthurnax’s case, bro i just wanted to talk nO DONT SHOUT-

- being called for aid in a battle is an honor and a sign of trust between dragons imo, shows that you trust them enough to cover you when you need aid and that they’re strong enough to pull you out of whatever crap you’re in.

- storm call. beautiful. it's control over kynareth's domain, so yeah, kind of an ego boost. but also mad useful in a fight, striking down your opponents with lightning. dragon's can't fly while using this, as a bolt could hit them instead. and oh boy, they're strong. can easily tear a whole through a wing or break a plate.

- clear skies is funny too. can you imagine a heavy downpour and some dragon’s trying to sleep without the ground turning to slush, so he just shouts the storm out of the skyr? incredible. just as storm call can summon one, clear skies gets rid of it. the stronger shout prevails. but use it enough times in succession, and kyne might get a bit pissed off…

- oh, i can def see drain vitality used after a rough battle, dragon needs healing stat so they find a crowded area/a big animal and steal their life force. an easy way to heal up.

- dismay would be used with battles against huge numbers of people/a literal army. it’s sort of like mind control, but you can only control the effect, and that’s about it. make them scared and stuff. for some people, they’ll turn tail and run. others maybe hesitate. others don’t care. won’t work against akaviri though. stoicism and all. or other dragons.

- cyclone would be hella useful against big groups. great for sowing chaos.

- disarm. ah yes. used, quite often, in battles with worthy opponents. say an akaviri. say some words, and their katana goes flying. it’s a great intimidation tactic. oh, try to hold onto it too, and you can easily snap your wrist or fingers.

- and i say worthy opponents, as in "mortals that were specifically trained to fight dragons/are incredibly powerful, not your average soldier".

- marked for death, oh i like this. so the wiki description is that the opponent’s life force and armor are weakened. can you imagine battling a dragon, they shout at you, and suddenly your armor just...starts disintegrating? like there’s holes forming, straps holding armor plates together disintegrating entirely, and any wounds you have are opening up like chasms. it’s devastating. used against a dragon, their scales start to grow brittle and weak, so it's a lot easier to break a plate.

- slow time, ah, this would be a huge huge ego boost. time’s akatosh’s domain. it doesn’t stop for anyone, but maybe it’ll slow down a bit for dragons.

- hc that dragons are not affected by slow time. they’re fragments of akatosh, the time god. they sure won’t slow down. neither will the db. so imagine one of them uses slow time, and suddenly there’s this normal paced battle one on one, with everything else at a standstill/veeery slow, until time catches up and everyone but them. is so out of it and jaded bc humans can’t really comprehend time, they’ve like a hundred years at most (hc that bretons live slightly longer due to slight mer blood). elves have a more firm grasp of it, esp altmer. yeah, yeah, they’ve a right to brag here.

- additional thoughts, maybe stuff affected by slow time either:

1. has normal running thoughts but physically is slowed down (not very probable imo, but still possible)

2. has both slowed consciousness and physical form (most probable)

- bend will. aha. now this, works on the dragonborn as well as other dragons. it’s pretty much mind control. you need a strong willpower to break free, though.

- unrelenting force. nice. it is strong. trees are easily uprooted. boulders fly. people fly too. no matter who you are, though, always brace yourself before using it, because you could go flying too.

- dragons won't get thrown back too far, but maybe they'll jump back or take flight for a second before landing again.

- dragonrend. no. they’re mad scared of it. mad scared. partially the reason they hate and fear akaviri. a dragon can’t comprehend dragonrend, because it’s mortality in a shout. and for most of them, what they don’t understand, they fear.

- whirlwind sprint is interesting to say the least. so, the db can use it and...run really fast? so how does it work for dragons? they can't run, per se, so here's my take.

- maybe dragons can use it while flying. probably super useful in aerial combat with other dragons. it lets them quickly dodge shouts, change direction unpredictably, and stay out of their reach.

- become ethereal, oh, oh. just, can you imagine a fucking dragon turns blue during a fight and suddenly you can’t hurt them? heehoo. it’s not used very often, as become ethereal's best used when you’re not doing too hot and need to heal up a second. not much can get them to that point. but it’d be so funny though.

- aura whisper isn’t very commonly used, actually. dragons have incredible sight and smell, they’d probably sense anyone way before they could approach. by the way bethesda, what’s that thing called “i can sneak up on a dragon?” yeah, no. you can’t.

- kyne’s peace, maybe if they’re really not having it with the local wildlife and just want to nap in peace. but i don’t think that many bears or wolves will threaten a dragon.

- animal allegiance isn’t used much either; they’ve no use for the local flora. there’s not much stronger than a dragon. maybe sometimes they use it to acknowledge kyne’s gifts, and that animals/nature can be worthy allies..

- elemental fury is kind of an ehh, skyrim says it lets you swing faster. maybe it lets them fly faster/use teeth/talons/wing claws faster? i'd imagine it's only applicable to physical attacks, though.

- battle fury’s a maybe. it’s for allies, and i don’t think there were too many references in game about dragons being super close with each other. i could definitely be wrong though. they do call themselves brothers and sisters, but maybe it’s just a shared blood thing.

- throw voice is practically useless in game. dragons wouldn't want to hide anyways, unless grievously wounded.

- soul tear i'd imagine only durnehviir knows, and for good reasons too.

- call of valor isn’t here, for obvious reasons.

- dragon aspect i wouldn't think, as it's meant for the db to take on a draconic aspect. can't get much more draconic than an actual dragon.

- alduin’s meteor storm shout isn’t actually a shout, mans just roars.

- alduin’s shout to resurrect dragons i’d assume would only be known by him, and other dragons are unable to comprehend the meaning of the shout. so, the words of the shout are slen (flesh), tiid (time), vo (un, like the prefix). so has his own grip on time, and can use it to bring dragons back to life, provided they still have their soul.

- look, there’s gotta be a better explanation as to why other dragons can’t use it. maybe they can use it. but then the ability bring other dragons back to life would be so widespread, the dragon war probably would have ended a lot sooner and not with the outcome we wanted. so maybe only alduin truly understands the meaning of death and rebirth, having destroyed the world many times before, only to be reborn with it and repeating the cycle again and again.

- universal hc that lots of words in dragon speech can be used in different shouts with interchangeable meanings.

you’re at the end. good. listen here. journalism class is on my ass about articles and shit. i’m going to be busy from now. i had some stuff to slowly give to you guys to give me time to make more, but i caved and released them all at once. give me some time. please. sorry if these weren’t quite up to par with my last ones, but i said “hey, imma release two thing today” and it’s12:08 am here.

can you tell i’m super tired? i wrote like half of these half asleep.

#skyrim #tes #dragon #shouts #magic #lore #headcanons #my headcanons

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justoneday-namjoonii · 4 years

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color me moonlight | VI preview

☾ • I • II • III • IV • V • VI ☽

› Summary: Some flowers are not to be plucked, for their thorns are far too sharp for any hand to graze, yet, they were chosen. She shined, light radiating from the depths of her soul. She was radiant, powerful – she didn’t know it, but a creature as beautiful she could never be bad. However, he was made to consume the light. For her light was meant to dwell with darkness just as powerful, but far more dangerous.

› release date: sometime this weekend, that’s what I’m aiming for *fingers crossed*

- Flashback -

June 10th, 1981

“Happy birthday Lenny!”

The giggly 6-year-old blew out her candles and smiled when her mother began to cut her a huge piece of cake—probably too big for her little self. The party was a nice change for the rigorous studying Jane has been doing for school. She had just proven her research case study and her senior biochemists and doctors have been wanting nothing more than to work with her in opening her own center.

Unfortunately, after getting her slice of cake and watching Lenny open her presents, she had to get on the computer to work on some things. Jane sits at the living room table while her family watches a movie with Lenny and at times like this, she wishes she was gifted with a mind that required so much work.

“Jane,” Lenny suddenly hops off the couch and runs up to Jane with her new flamingo stuffed animal, “what’re you doing?”

“I have to write this paper that explains a patients condition, I’m sorry I’m doing this on your birthday, my deadline is tonight and I procrastinated,” Jane sits back from her computer and Lenny takes a seat on one of the stools with her poofy purple tutu.

“It’s okay, you always say ‘a doctor has a big responsibility,’ so I get it,” She replies rather maturely with a sweet smile, “I’m not mad.”

“How are you enjoying your day? Did you like the canvas and paint set I bought you?”

“I love it!” She smiles brightly. “How did you know I wanted it?”

“I just knew.” Jane simpers.

“Oh! Oh! I made you something this morning, let me go get it!”

Jane furrows her brows and waits for Lenny to come out.

“Here,” She comes stumbling in with her sketchbook and sits back in her seat, “I saw him in my dreams.”

When Jane looks a the piece of paper, she is at a loss for words. It’s a drawing of a boy in a pond of wilted flowers, a murky looking forest surrounds him, and dead animals lay at his side. This is the darkest drawing Lenny has ever created and it makes Jane’s heart sink at what this dream might mean. “Wow, um...Are those dead animals?”

“Yes, he controls the air...and he takes the energy of living things, it kind of scares me a little bit...” That made Jane even more worried because Lenny’s dreams never scared her. “But just a little, he’s actually a good person. He likes flowers, trees, he especially likes the sunlight.” She smiles.

“So, um, who is he? Does he have a name?”

Lenny hesitates, eyes drifting from Jane to the photo before giggling. “Well, you should know,”

“How would I know?”

“he’s your son.”

He went to work to pick up a few things from his office, but rather than taking his usual means of transportation, he decides to take the subway. Knowing that’s what you used to get around, he hoped that just maybe he might pass you. For a moment he thought he might get recognized, but with a casual hoodie and jeans, he doubts anyone will even notice him.

The crowded subway comes to a sudden stop. People are getting on and some are getting off, he eyes the crowd especially hard, in hopes that he might see you. To his disdain, it’s just a bunch of strangers, no one interesting.

He looks around, watching the woman across from him typing on her phone. Her aura is so gold, it’s glowing transparently around her. That color could mean many different things; happiness, eagerness, jealousy, and even apprehension. It all deepened on the hue, the shade of the aura. Whenever he sees that color, his mind get’s a little foggy, and as soon as that happens, the color begins to fade and that person becomes blurred from his vision.

When he confided in is father about it, he told him to try not to look if it made him feel unwell. That’s when they discovered that his body was reacting to the aura, in what way? They never had the resources to further research it, Jane invented most of the practices that went into making him. Unfortunately, there were some things Taehyung went through physically that his father wouldn’t know where to start in trying to help.

When the subway halts at his stop, he gets off, maneuvering through the crowd so he could start his walk back to his dads place.

It’s so quiet. That’s what he first notices when he walks along the sidewalk. His eyes follow the people walking in all different directions, hoping you might be there. But he’s only fooling himself, if you were around, surely he’d feel your aura.

When he enters his dads home, he sees that he already left to start his work shift. Not enjoying the silence, he trudges over to the couch and turns the TV on. Of course, the news is on and they’re covering the same forecast for the third time today, probably. He turns a def ear to it and leans back, not feeling good enough to start working. The thought that you might have just decided to leave him, it crosses his mind. But you wouldn’t do that, would you? It seems he’s discovered more about his powers in the short time that he’s known you than he has in his entire life.

It might seem too early to say, but he feels like he needs you around. Every fiber in his body seems to crave your presence in your absence. He’s never had this type of draw to someone, not even of his loved ones, not even his father. It’s not a platonic need, not an emotional or physical need, he’s not sure what it is. But ever since you two somehow merged consciousness, he’s felt the need to go back to that part of his dreams. But he doesn't know if he can do it without you.

Selfishly, that’s one of the reason he wants to see you. He thinks that maybe, if you two can connect like that again, you’ll both gain some clarity about who you really are and what you’re capable of.

His eyes try to stay open, but he soon falls victim to sleep almost instantly.

Gasping for air, his lungs expel water and his body jerks forward. When he takes in his surroundings, he’s in what looks like a lake it’s as dark as night. Swimming to the edge, he hoists himself out of it and stands to his feet looking around for some type of familiarity. When he fully takes in the new environment, he’s in forest. Trees and plants arch up, branches and vines hanging on them, ropy and sharp edges on it. None of them bright and bushy with life like one would expect. The leaves are dark, not wilted but dull and heavy.

Cold. He’s ice cold. A sensation he’s never felt in his dreams before.

“What is this place...” He mumbles, arms hugged to his side to supply some warmth to himself. His bare feet drag on the forest floor, it feels so real, it’s hard to grasp that he’s in a dream. Curious to find out what this place is, he tries to turn back to the body of water he came from. Coughing due to the cold temperature, he runs back to the body of water and stops right in front of it.

The lake is frozen over.

“What is this?...” He gets on his knees and looks down at the now icy body of water. Rubbing some of the ice from the top of it, he looks closer and for a moment he sees a light. Something familiar, warm. When he tries to get a better look, the ice breaks under his weight, a sound that nearly shreds his eardrums before the cold abyss swallows him whole.

When he opens his eyes, he’s in a same darkness he had been in with you, and he’s completely dry, not a drop of water on him.

Warmth.

He looks around, affirming that this place looks similar, but the plants are thriving bright green, fruit is growing abundantly. Everything looks dewy, ripe—nothing he’s ever seen before.

Light. The farther he walks towards it, the more it calls him—draws him in. He’s running, he’s running towards it. The closer he gets, the better he can see a silhouette, it looks like your silhouette.

“Y/n?...” He whispers, eyes narrowing when he notices you grow further away from him when he tries to get closer. “Y/n!” Desperately, he calls your name.

Why aren’t you looking back at him, can’t you hear him?

When he manages to get close enough to the ambiance surrounding you, he can only see the form of your body, almost appearing bare. It’s obvious that he’s not making any progress trying to follow you, so he stops, that’s when you stop moving.

“Y/n...” He’s entranced in the intense glow emitting from your aura, just trying to make out your frame. Suddenly, you start to look around, head turning left to right, as if you weren’t sure where you were. All while you obliviously look around, he’s thrumming in desperation to get closer. Physically, his energy responds so strongly to you.

He can’t take the distance anymore, he takes a step towards you and he cringes when you release a bloodcurdling screech.

Your body collapses and all he sees is darkness.

The warmth from your presence ceases, and he’s cold once again.

#bts mutant au #bts supernatural au #bts hybrid au #bts scenarios #bts fanfic #BTS au #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut #bts imagines #taehyung fluff #taehyung angst #taehyung hybrid #taehyung #taehyung mutant au #taehyung supernatural au #taehyung smut #color me moonlight

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trensu · 4 years

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Episode 7: The One where At Last LWJ Sees the Light

We’re still in the cave of wonders, guys, and lan yi is doing plot exposition so we’re gonna skip that

Once Lan Yi is done laying down Plot, we have this cute exchange

Lwj: elder, as your descendent i pinky promise to complete this Super Important Mission

Wwx: oh, same, me too!

Lwj: this is a LAN FAMILY MATTER and none of your business

Wwx: YOU CAN’T STOP ME FROM HELPING

Wwx: and besides, since my grandmaster was besties with your ancestor that means that it’s practically my family matter too, so there

YOU’RE ALSO MARRIED NOW GUYS, REMEMBER, SO IT’S A FAMILY MATTER EITHER WAY

And now, drumroll please…

Our beautiful boys tumble out of the cave of wonders (while still tied together!!) and crash land onto the ground, with wwx oh so conveniently sprawled on top of lwj

THAT’S RIGHT GUYS

IT’S THAT TROPE AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL

Lol lwj’s stunned face here

Wwx: I DIDN’T MEAN TO FALL ON YOU…! Oh hi jiang cheng

yep, jc’s here to ruin the moment (i love you jc, but you have horrible timing)

Wwx is so happy to see his brother, he greets him immediately and completely forgets about the fact that he and lwj are in a…compromising position

It’s adorable, really

Lwj: *glares with every ounce of Repressed Gay Rage in his body* GET UP RIGHT NOW.

Wwx: oh, right sure *totally unruffled bc he is shameless*

At this point we cut to the next scene which is still in the same place and with the same characters but now lwj has his ribbon back on his forehead

Ngl i’m kinda bummed we didn’t see him untie their wrists

It would’ve been hilarious since jc and wen qing wouldve been watching it all happen lol

like, i’m just picturing wq and jc being awkwardly silent as lwj unravels his ribbon from wwx’s wrist. wwx’s eyes would ofc be glued on lwj and he’d be babbling some inane thing or another

but we didn’t get that. oh well.

Oh, and here we find out that lwj and wwx were in that cave for one day and one night

Now that lwj is all put together again, we see wwx, jc, and wq have a conversation that i think counts as a wangxian moment

Jc and wq both start throwing questions at our boys about where they’ve been and what they were doing and all that

Lwj looks very uncomfortable about all the questions.

Lans don’t lie (supposedly; lwj is such a stickler at this point in his life he def doesn’t lie)

So wwx swoops in to ~rescue~ him!!

He answers all the questions by lying thru his teeth: oh yeah, we got lost and trapped and swam for hours and hours in an underground, waterlogged maze that definitely exists before we finally found a way out!! I almost froze to death (he says with a whine bc that’s just how he is lol)

Once he finishes answering all those questions he turns to share THE CUTEST LITTLE SECRET SMILE WITH LWJ. SO ADORABLE GUYS, HOW IS HE REAL

Lwj sees it and HAS TO LOOK AWAY

I CAN’T EVEN BLAME HIM BC IF WWX SMILED AT ME LIKE THAT (WITH HIS CUTE LITTLE BEAUTY MARK IN FULL VIEW!!) I WOULD’VE DIED.

JUST DROPPED TO THE GROUND DEAD.

IT’S TOO MUCH, IT’S TOO MUCH

Now we cut to a Plot Heavy Scene, featuring our boys and lxc and lqr, that is not relevant to this post at all EXCEPT I HAVE TO SAY OH GOD, LWJ LOOKS SO BABY-FACED HERE?? HOW?? HIS LITTLE FACE LOOKS ALL ROUNDED AND SOFT AND HIS LIPS ARE ALL POUTY. HE’S BEBY. I JUST WANT TO WRAP HIM UP IN BLANKETS AND GIVE HIM HOT CHOCOLATE

More plot discussion happens and whatever they’re talking about makes wwx bump shoulders with lwj and call him “my confidant” AKA MY SOULMATE AHHHHHHH

OH WAIT, do you know what else is important about this scene?

It shows how much taller wwx is than lwj!!! And I LOVE IT.

Lwj’s shoulders are a good two inches lower than wwx’s

WHY ISN’T THERE MORE FIC/ART SHOWING THIS??

I MEAN, THE STOIC SOLEMN CHARACTER IS SMOL AND THE SUNSHINEY CHARACTER IS GIANT. IT’S SUCH GREAT COMBINATION!!!

I think ppl in the cultivation world probs don’t realize how short lwj is bc he gives off such an intimidating aura i’m so jealous; i need to get myself an intimidating aura

Blah blah more plot, wwx promises not to tell anybody anything about the plot blah blah

Right after that, they bump into nhs who’s like, hey you guys were gone all night did anything weird happen?? (this is the guy who sneaks porn into this place on the regular, i’m pretty sure we all know what he means by “weird”)

Wwx: oooh, yeah, this super weird thing happened, let me tell you all about it

Lwj: *whips around to stare at wwx likE OMG SRSLY YOU JUST SAID YOU’D KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT*

Wwx: *proceeds to tell nhs a spooky lie about meeting a demon snake*

Nhs: *flees in terror bc he thinks snakes are scary for some reason* (they’re not, snakes are def cute critters)

Lwj: *exasperatedly rolls his eyes at wwx’s frankly amazing story-telling skills*

AND HERE WE GET TO SEE THE FIRST TIME LWJ STARES LONGINGLY AT WWX. LWJ, THIS IS GONNA BE YOUR MAIN HOBBY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE

Wwx runs after his brother and slings a playful arm around his shoulders and walks away without a second glance to lwj

Lwj stares soulfully at him, def noticing that wwx didn’t spare him a second look (poor bb lwj)

After a moment of Soulful Staring, his lips part as he lowers his gaze to the ground and decisively turns and walks off

INTERNALLY HE’S LIKE OFC WWX WOULDN’T WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH ME SINCE I’M ALL STOIC AND REPRESSED BUT THAT’S FINE, IDC, I DIDN’T WANT TO HANG OUT WITH HIM ANYWAY

POOR LWJ!! DOESN’T THIS MAKE YOUR HEART TWINGE???

Even more plot stuff happens

But they make it worth the wait because now we get to…

THE LANTERN SCENE (PART 1)

YES, YOU HEARD RIGHT.

WWX: lwj, we should set off a lantern and make a wish together since we’ve been thru so much together now

LWJ: *pulls a batman* I work alone

WWXX: habits change!! Besides, i made this lantern specially for you~! *shows drawing of magic cave bunny on the lantern*

HERE WE GO GUYS, OMG, IT’S HAPPENING

Lwj looks at the lantern and, just, his face, ahhh, LWJ’S ENTIRE FACE GOES SOFT AND WE SEE HIM SMILE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE SERIES

FIRST!!

TIME!!

EVER!!!

AND IT ONLY TOOK 7 EPISODES!!

I’M DYING I’M D Y I N G

HIS LIPS PART AND THE SMILE JUST GENTLY BLOOMS ON HIS FACE, ILLUMINATING IT SOFTLY LIKE A FUCKING SUNRISE OR SMTH

FUCK IT’S JUST SO BEAUTIFUL IT’S MAKING ME POETIC

GAHHH

NO WONDER HE NEVER SMILES

THAT SMILE COULD KILL PEOPLE IN THE BEST WAY

Ofc wwx has to ruin the moment by giggling at him and saying “hey you’re smiling!!”

Okay, guys, you know and I know that wwx is giggling from joy. Like yay!! I made lan zhan smile!! I did a Good Thing!!!

He is genuinely tickled pink about making his soulmate happy!

But remember, LWJ is the King of Repressed Gays here. So, you know, the laughter in his ears sounds mocking. Because he’s a dumb boy who can’t Emotion well yet.

LWJ reacts to the giggles by immediately grabbing his sword which startles wwx into stumbling back into the group behind him and the mood is effectively ruined

But just for a little bit!!

Then ~THEIR SONG~ starts playing in the background AND THEY SEND OFF THEIR LANTERN TOGETHER, WHICH IS SOMETHING THAT GENERALLY ONLY ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED COUPLES DO

as is shown by how everyone’s trying to get jyl and jzx (aka our token heteros) to send off a lantern together

The pair of them, need i remind you, are currently betrothed (even tho that dumb peacock doesn’t deserve her)

so yeah, that’s totally not gay at all

WWX makes his wish: “I wish to always stand with justice and live without regrets”

THIS IS IT, THIS IS THE MOMENT.

THIS IS WHEN LWJ FALLS IN LOVE, I SWEAR

LWJ is watching wwx as he’s making that wish (more of an oath, really), and as soon as he hears those words, his eyes widen the way they do when someone gets hit with a life-altering realization. He’s completely thunderstruck

IT’S NOT SUBTLE GUYS

YOU CAN PRACTICALLY SEE CUPID’S ARROW STICKING OUT OF HIS CHEST (OR WHATEVER ANCIENT FANTASY CHINA EQUIVALENT THERE IS)

THAT’S IT. HE’S A GONER. THERE’S NO ONE ELSE FOR HIM NOW. NO ONE BUT WWX.

For real tho, after this moment, we really don’t see lwj be angry towards wwx like he has been. Annoyed and exasperated at him, sure, but never angry in a petty mean way like before.

It’s beautiful

The next wangxian moment isn’t nearly as intense but it happens shortly after the lantern scene

Wwx goes to beat the shit out of jzx for saying he doesn’t want to marry jyl (because jzx is a moron and definitely deserves a beat down for this insult)

Wwx and jzx are surrounded by a group of loud, flailing people

And lwj just dives right into that throng of people to get to wwx (contrast this to a scene in a later episode where he actively avoids going anywhere near a much calmer, collected group of people bc ew people)

Lwj: *grabs at wwx* stop, wei ying

Wwx: DON’T STOP ME, LAN ZHAN, IM GONNA KILL THIS GUY DEAD IS2G

Next wangxian scene takes place the following morning

Lwj is walking along minding his own business and sees wwx kneeling as punishment for the fight before

He approaches him and calls out to him.

THIS IS IMPORTANT

This is the first time we see him willingly initiate interaction with wwx. Every other time, wwx was the one to approach him first and start to pester him for attention.

BUT LOL JOKE’S ON HIM. THE FIRST TIME HE DARES TO APPROACH WWX FIRST AND HE IMMEDIATELY REGRETS IT

‘Oh hey lan zhan’ wwx responds to LWJ. ‘look at all these little ants i found on the ground!!’

‘OMG WWX YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE KNEELING TO REFLECT ON YOUR MISDEEDS NOT TO PLAY WITH ANTS. SO UNTEACHABLE’ *walks off in a huff*

Wwx is left pouting and saying ‘but the ants are so cute.’

I’M SORRY WHAT??

WHAT DID YOU SAY WWX?? ANTS ARE CUTE??

ANTS ARE NOT CUTE.

YOU, WWX, YOU ARE CUTE. ANTS ARE NOT.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU.

(i just really hate insects, guys, i would not get near them even if wwx was the one holding them)

(okay, maybe if wwx was holding them, i’d try to get near them, but idk how successful i’d be)

Blah blah more plot stuff happens, blah jin “can’t keep it in my pants* guangshan exists now blah blah

Alright so now we have the jiang clan saying their goodbyes to the lan clan since i guess Ancient Fantasy China summer school is over maybe??? Idk, point is they gotta leave.

As they leave, wwx starts to whisper at lwj “lan zhan, lan zhan, about that Plot Device…”

But gets tugged away by his fam, HOWEVER he manages to hear lxc telling lwj to be careful in that foreboding Important Plot Things Are Afoot sort of way

And wwx makes the effort to go back to talk to lwj but jc grabs him and yanks him out by the arm

Jc: are you crazy?? That guy hates you!! He must be happy you’re leaving

Wwx: LIES AND SLANDER, everyone here LOVES me

Idk about everyone, but lwj definitely loves him and jc knows nothing

now it’s THE RETURN OF WINGMAN LXC

The lan bros are watching the yunmeng sibs leave

Lxc: gosh, it’s gonna be quiet here without him, huh? (HIM, HE SAYS, NOT ‘THEM,’ HIM! BC HE TOTALLY KNOWS WHO LWJ IS ACTUALLY WATCHING)

Lwj: *looks down to the floor and refuses to answer*

Lxc: soooo…r u gonna tell him about your Super Important Mission?

Lwj: no. *walks away*

Jeez, he walks off on his big brother a lot, doesn’t he?? Rude. didn’t your parents teach you any manners? Oh wait that was an awful joke and i’m a terrible person, SORRY LWJ

AHHHHHHHHHHH WWX WITH THE BUNNIES!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

Wwx: *holding a bunny* Bunny, are you gonna be happy hiding here??

Wwx: *pretending to be the bunny* Happy!!

GUYS THIS SCENE IS JUST TOO CUTE FOR WORDS.

I REWOUND AND WATCHED IT LIKE, 3 TIMES BECAUSE THE CUTENESS WAS JUST UGH I COULDN’T RESIST.

HIS VOICE GOES ALL HIGH PITCHED THE WAY IT DOES WHEN YOU MAKE VOICES FOR YOUR PETS!! IT’S ADORABLE AHHHHH I DIE, I DIE

Wwx: maybe i should take you back to lotus pier with me…?

Wwx: hmm, no, i can’t do that. What if lan zhan gets lonely and comes here looking for you? He won’t be able to find you!!

This is literally what wwx said. Like, that was the deciding factor for not taking the bunny home.

Lan zhan might get lonely. HOW SWEET IS HE. WWX, THE SWEETEST BOY, WHO’S SO IN LOVE AND DOESN’T EVEN KNOW IT YET

Then as he’s bonding with the bunny he gets the epiphany that OMG LWJ IS GOING ON THAT SUPER IMPORTANT MISSION ALONE, WITHOUT HIM

And that’s the end of that episode.

but we got to see the EXACT MOMENT LWJ falls in love for real. And it’s BEAUTIFUL. Not to mention the we were gifted the accidentally-falling-on-top-of-each-other trope.

and we got bunnies! did i mention the bunnies and wwx being adorable together? because that happened.

Ah, this is the show that just gives and gives *wipes away tears* what did we do to deserve it?

Return to Masterpost

#WangXiantics #the untamed #wangxian #aka the second part of my valentines day gift to fandom

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phoebehalliwell · 3 years

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Yo that anon with the Bianca/Dency 👌🏻👌🏻 but like ohhh Dency coupd totally meet a cute Phoenix in her universe tho!! 👀 Or maybe a dark Witchlighter? Idk I think her falling I love with a more “neutral” witch hybrid would be cute!

And like do you think her little agency would work with neutral magical sources like phoenixes to find people? Because like Dency could be like a Penn but for the opposite side? If that makes sense?? Like Penn is bringing all the “light” witches together but Dency is really the figures head for the “dark/neutral” witches like the witch hybrids and the phoenixes…like Dency is kinda like the unintentional beacon of light for that side…just by being herself? Like maybe she doesn’t actively campaign for more acceptance for hybrid witches but her mere existence alone and the good she does is enough to get the ball rolling?

tbh as far as dency love interests go i'm a little bit torn because i have this mortal rashid idk if i've talked bout him before but like. he and dency have a classic rivals to lovers arc going on in college liek they fucking Hated each other blah blah blah she definintely gaslighted him a lil with her powers nothing malicious jsut like. teleportation like ha there's no way she'll beat me 2 the best spot in the library bc i just saw her walking up the steps while i am already inside and then boom he walks over there and she's there how?? the fuck>? teleporation fuck u. the point is thru their quasi spy vs spy antics i think they start to gain a sense of respect for one another than and he goes political journalism did this question even mention love interests idk That's Not The Point rashid does politics while dency's a bit more of a muckraker kinda more on a corporate side fraud and all that so they no longer are competitors and um. like they can finally appreciate the other as they are no longer and opponent as with most dency characters they have hooked up a couple times i shouldn't say that because as far as characters that have been introduced dency has slept with none of them bc they are all her besties u should never sleep w ur besties only ur homies but i think. i've stated this before? for starters dency doesn't do a lot of long term relationships just because you know that level of vulnerabilty and like if u really like someone then it's just leverage thatcan be used agianst u Or if u die then ur gonna break their heart but i think she does casual relationships with literally anyone but witches i. haven't posted the chaapter fuck i'll post it now because i've been sitting on it for so long and like i'm worried i'm gonna back myself in a corner w a it's not a plotline i don't like maybe just a plotpoint but i've like. written half the next chapter anyway. i'm also sitting on about 10k i think not only. 7k? unpublished w&s because it's like ending the narrative is ending i really need it to be coherent Speaking of incoherent. dency. i'm gonna post the chapter. but dency hangs out a lot at p3 which has changed hands piper owns her restaurants the backstory for this is.

paige has a charge back in the late aughts she's in a coven the point is her bestie has some traumatic incident happen to her and she wants revenge and it's something that (imo) totally justifies revenge like a killing her rapist type thing and like. it depends how we're going with charmed morality but i've established before i think (?) it's canon that if a witch takes an innocent's life she becomes a warlock like it's possible for witches to defect and become warlock if they take a life Specifically an innocent's life and even tho like that guy would be a mortal he def doesn't get innocent status because he's fucking evil she's allowed to murder him but i think she would murder someone else in the process and then causes her to lose her witch powers and gain a couple warlock powers and the rest of her coven shuns her for it which could have easily sent her down a dark path but paige's charge her bestie like stood by her thru all that like. like it's shit cosmic rules tbh. maybe. for legal reasons: i am not endorsing murder. please for the love of god don't make me admit to a grand jury i have a tumblr that'll be so cringe bro do not murder anyone. but paige's charge stands by her and idk maybe paige gets her a job at p3 all that the point is when piper sells the club to open her restaurant she sells it to paige's charge and her gf the warlock. so p3 kind of becomes a neutral power for magic no vanquishes allowed and it's one of the few places dark magic has on the surface just to vibe u just have to be able to tolerate being served by a witch like she owns the place so that kind of filters it. idk if this is more rambly than it normally is. i promise i'll go back in later and add periods. maybe. i am also a liar. but the point is i think p3 is one of the few places dency can really be hersefl because herself is half demon!! and at magic school she really is suppoed to feel ashamed of that like she hates it or something wishes it gone and Yes. it does scare her. being the source's heir all that. she's always worried about giving in to dark magic but like. she's a demon!!! there's no changing that there's no fighting that pushing it under the rug like. she can't change it she does want to spend her life hating herself like. it's who she is. fuck. so i think she doesn't date witches but like the regulars at p3 some warlocks the occasional like darklighter. dency has had romantic trysts with.

beck to rashid her mortal homies who she has hooked up with who they've always had this rapport they have this thing. bc rashid's smart okay that's why he's at dency's level (respectfully she gets her brains from her father i love phoebe but she's intuitive not intelligent cole on the other hand passed the bar exam (i think) so like.) rashid knows something's up. the point is they each give the other three questions. three questions you ask that the other has to answer fully honestly cards on the table no half truths nothing just the answer. rashid used one of those to find out dency's a witch, but she made him work for it. nothing vague like what are you strange things happen around you why like she's like ask your question but you better be specific about it and he's like fuck it. whatever. magic. that's my answer i think magic happens with you and no i'm not flirting i'm dead serious is magic like. are you magical? and the answer was yes. and rashid like while he was asking while he was like confident enough to admit that out loud to ask that to her face Did not see that coming. of course. there's a difference between like yes i can cast a couple spells and yes i'm the antichrist so. : )! but i think that's like a rapport thing between rashid and dency like whenever they ask hard hitting questions like "is that one of your three questions?" but idk if he's gonna. if he's gonna be it for her. there's also jack dency's childhood bestie so there's the childhood friends to lovers thing but like. i just don't see jack being in love with dency in that way like they're best friends. but not lovers. (but maybe they are??? idk)

But. third potential love interest is if i weren't goign for those two i was actually thinking.

two options here a cupid who reocgnizes dency as "the demon with the cupid ring? yeah that's gotta be the source's heir". so there's that i like the idea of. yeah. : )

but also. and i came up w this in an ask which i will not evne attempti to find. i'm sorry i can't spell you guys but it;s not happening 2nite beloeveds. but if u'vemade it this far. i do love u w my whole heart. dency. love interests. old ask about a squad a half-grimlock. appeal of being able to see auras see good people. this was originally in the ask. a love interest for billie?? maybe. idk. but just like. for dency someine who's always known htey have this immense dark side like. hmmmmmm okay i just thot of somehting. for lili. whish is phillipa. which is the prandy thirdborn. she's phsycics. however tf u spell that sykick. that's not the point dency who has. the source on her soul. falling with someone who can literally see the good in her. i'm picturing the half grimlock just ot like like a normal albino human. and they run a halfway house for those born of evil. because he or she or they idk>??? maybe neorponounds idk!!> whoever they r they run a halfway house for these kids born from demons warlocks darklighters bc they can see the good in them and that shouldn't. you get so scared gifted with these powers you don't understand they need a place to turn to. and the grimlock grimmy offers that place. def not their name but like. grimmy lmoa. ao. yeah. i think jsut opening i think integating magic schoolesp in a dency timeline what with penn and the elders and their pomp and circumstance i think it'd be a pain in the ass. but at the very least A magic school for kids wihtout light magic like they deserve it. evil shouldn't just be their default option. like they're just kids man they're jsut kids they deserve a shot at not even good man not everyone has to go on to be exceptional cure cancer and save the world just like. a chance to understand themselves not be scared. not be hated, jsut be/ like. do they not deserve that? so if grimmy's not a li for dency at the very least they are homies and they like pull together a magic school for neutral/dark beings.

#i don't know what this says!!!!#ahaha lmao #i'll read this later i hope this answers the question #i love u #charmed #dency halliwell #just like. do u guys know how much it fills my heart when u guys ask me this shit>#like #like like like like it's like. like these are/ i've said this before but liek these are just lil guys and they live in my head #but they live in your heads too!! and i'm like wow <3 like. like like when you're like how would dency warren sheridan penn dove anyone lik #like like i'm like wow.#i am from california if is was not obvius from how many times i used the word like to convey my feelinfs but like. wow 🥺♥#next gen #charmed next generation #💌

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santacarlalostkid · 5 years

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Favorite Thing to do with the boys

David would take you on rides on his motorcycle

David was never the gushy type but this is his way of bonding in a way?

There’s a lot of unsaid promises as he has you on his bike

He goes fast to show you he can, but he’d never endanger you. He’d never hurt you.

You love the feeling of freedom he gives you

Although he’d never admit it he loves the feeling of you pressed up against him

“Better hold on tight,sweetheart.”

Dwayne

Your favorite thing to do with Dwayne is taking walks

The soft spoken vampire enjoys your company

Even if you don’t say anything he enjoys feeling your aura and just having you with him alone

He’ll ask you about your day and always listens.

Eventually he’ll start to talk more

Obviously if you’re cold you’ll end up in his jacket even when you insist you’re fine.

But he rarely wears shirts underneath so you’re not complaining about the view

And neither is he- he loves seeing you in his jacket

Hes wayy taller than you so his jacket is big on you

Ngl it turns him on seeing the size difference

Sometimes he finds his mind wandering but brings it back

He enjoys your friendship and doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable

But lowkey he imagines what you’d feel like under him-

Paul

Oooo boi Paul is hella fun.

He takes you on wild motorcycle rides tearing down the highway

“PAUL SLOW DOWN”

He doesn’t listen, just cackles and whoops

You have to stop him from acting a fool in public

Always acts like he’s shitfaced

You’ll crash parties

Everything is fast nothing is ever boring

Even if y’all go to Walmart Paul makes a point of partying

He’ll throw you in the shopping cart and push you around

By far your favorite place to go is the boardwalk.

He’ll win you everything using his vampire powers

Gets you all kinds of tooth rotting condiments

Everything is loud and fast and he fits in perfectly

He’s frantically pulling you to the next ride he wants to go on

He makes you go on all the rides

He absolutely adores you

Marko

Markos a pal

You guys sit in the back of Max’s video store and look for the worst movies to watch

Constant commentary on every dumb thing to ever happen in a movie

“That blood was totally fake”

Marko def knows how real blood looks

He likes laughing at bad acting

Always makes sure you guys have enough snacks

The Kids always eating

You guys fight over movie characters

He throws popcorn at you

Pillow fights !

Star

Star literally loves hanging out with you anywhere

But her favorite thing to do with you is to walk along the board

She likes feeling the wind in her hair and you next to her

You love talking with her. She’s genuine and has the most beautiful smile

She’s truly a kind soul

You also have little dinner/coffee dates

Your favorite is going to concerts with her

The shy girl you know is gone. Music strips star to her pure essence and you can truly see that her name suits her

She’s bright and beautiful and absolutely free

You two dance 💃

Any guy that tries to dance with you guys is rejected

It’s you two only

Star loves music. It’s one of her few escapes

You love seeing her so free and happy

She’ll take your hands and make you dance with her.

Laddie

After overcoming his initial anxiety he began to love you just like he loves star

You became like a mother or big sister to him

He loves it when you take him to the boardwalk and win him all the prizes

Sometimes he’ll share with you

He always brings you pictures he draws of you

Your favorite thing to do with him is Draw

He saw you drawing once and was in absolute awe of how good you were and made you promise to teach him.

So every night you sit down and draw with him

He always watches you to make sure he’s doing it right

But you Insist there is no right way

He makes you pose for him

He saw his drawings on your wall and the lil babe was so happy

You get so many hugs

You get him art supplies

Dwayne watches with a smile as you bring Laddie sketchbooks and pencils

He’s pretty calm but he can be a crackhead sometimes

Whenever David snaps at him you’re always there to put the lead vampire in his place

He once drew you and David together

David was just kinda like👀

And you were like 👀

He ships y’all

#the lost boys #david the lost boys #laddie #star #paul paulthelostboys thelostboyspaul #the lost boys dwayne #thelostboysimagine

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masterserris · 4 years

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Necromancer: Krzyzstof “Chris” Szyzcepanski (kshsh-toff shte-paen-ski) he/him. Ethnically Polish.

[Fun fact! The anglo version of Krzyzstof is Christopher!]

Patron god: Khystophylus (kiz-stoff-ill-us) or “Khys” for short.

Eldrich god of space and dimensions, guardian of wayward spirits and eternity.

KOFI

info under cut:

As a young lad he heard Khystophylus helping him out and talking into his ear. Khys helps a lot of mortals and is rather fond of them, having to care for their souls when wandering into the after life a lot of times. It’s just that this guy is one of the few and only to properly recognize the voice as khys, who does exist in the pantheon of eldrich gods but is often overlooked and misinterpreted as a different god entirely, and misses out on any sacrifices. In this world, all gods are eldrich abominations, it’s chill and normal, relax. Khys just has a very difficult voice lol. Khys helped him compile that tome of his full of really potent spells he has all memorized, he doesnt need the book but it helps and can make casting go faster sometimes. It latches on to the small of his back where the bone pelvis is. Those bones are real btw.

i mean, khys is perceived as a guardian of space and dimensions, why tf would they be a teacher? so everyone thinks it’s the god of wisdom or some shit instead and khys just facepalms and moves onto the next mortal, slightly annoyed they wasted their time again lol

the knife isnt all that special, just helps with blood rituals and the like and defense. he can imbue the blade with say poison magic and physically defend himself with it but usually doesnt need that. he’s. okay at hand to hand combat. he knows your pressure points and how best to break ur bones lol. an anatomy guru for many species lol

Khystophylus is his patron god ofc. A deity of eternity/a guardian between worlds. good to ask favor from when summoning the dead and monsters/spirits. like he’s mainly a necromancer but can summon other shit too

also makes teleportation/portal magic easier

Khystophylus is p chill but hardly anyone knows about them or makes proper sacrifices to them so they are more than happy to lend their infinite power to this guy. krzyzstof is very clean. he doesn’t leave blood and entrails laying around. wosh ur self looking ass

khystophylus is like. very much a guardian god and is like armored and wields a mace. ofc they are eldrich and no one knows what they really look or sound like and lives far off between dimensions but yeah. if this guy asked he could probs make him immortal if he wanted they are bros

tbh khstophylus probs already has made them eldrich deep down, he already has been physically altered w the pointy ears and sorta monster spine added on.

Oh! idk if this guy has eyes or not I think he does but he covers them bc he can see auras/souls/essence/energy. living or dead or spirits or machines he can see/sense them with p good clarity. god vision or smth like that. thanks Khys

i don’t think he is evil really. more like. necessary darkness in the world to balance things out. really, I think it’s more like you can hire him to perform burial rites for safe soul passage into paradise from khys. maybe sometimes he can fully resurrect a dead person but he’ll charge a higher fee and can only do it so many time a day/week just bc it takes effort. that and im p sure khys would get annoyed dragging a dozen souls outta the afterlife every day

that and the longer they have been dead, the harder it is to bring them back, but its always possible. nercomancy is just really advanced healing. you need to completely restore a body before shoving the soul back inside, right? just making zombies/skeletons is easy tho and he can make a small army in a day or two if he has enough bodies to work with

lol he would cast an air purifying spell every time too. he’s used to the stink ofc but he still doesn’t /enjoy/ it

ofc he has skeleton and lich dragons guarding his small abandoned fortress with lich sorcerers around as well. basically anything he summons is completely loyal ofc but some are lowkey sentient, at least enough to be competent fighters or warlocks

basically Overlord anime but really lowkey

if his life was in true peril, khys would save him by sending an eldrich minion to whisk him away or like. block the attack by shoving their arm through a portal, i doubt they would ever fully enter the mortal world tho bc they would break reality by doing that being a truly immortal and all powerful being but yeah

Khystophylus would be a big lad. skyscraper or bigger, though size is just an illusion so it can be manipulated.

has Krzyzstof made human sacrifices before? i wanna say yes. def sacrificed already dead bodies up for khys and animals but maybe recently deceased criminals who were executed or were going to be executed. he probs gets a legal pardon for taking sacrifices from the death row jail. it’s a public service. some people are scared af of him others are like: “oh yeah that guy? he’s nice, he helped my nephew pass his wizardry exam and resurrected my daughter’s cat to live another 10 years, real nice guy. good at baking too”

i’d say he’s lawful neutral then. he never breaks the rules of summoning/practicing magic. he owns his land legally and pays his taxes lol. if he gets drafted he helps in the army in the medical side of things while also bolstering their forces with undead troops

neutral bc like i said he can and will kill others for his gain but not out of any malice, only if they deserve to die for being an enemy or already committed heinous crimes

he’s decently skilled with a variety of topics on poisons, potions, healing, elemental magic basics, ect. to bring people back from the dead, you need to know all they ways they could have died and how to heal all of that mess or put them back into said grave if they turn out to be an asshole upon being brought back to life.

so he’d be on the short list for the world best magic users but not like. world conquering most likely. at least he would never have the gumption/motivation to do such a thing, sounds like a hassle tbh.

#msocs #bestofms #necromancer #sfw

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iamwhelmed · 5 years

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Homesick: Chapter 8

THE FINAL CHAPTER!!!! Aside from the epilogue anyway lol I haven’t decided if I’m gonna make a sequel yet. I might, considering Red X is kind of a loose end here, but hey! Let a girl know if you guys want more! Maybe I’ll throw in some more Batfam, and we’d def get to meet BBRae’s baby :D

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The doors to the common room slid open, and the rest of the titans turned as Starfire and Terra entered with arms full of bags. Robin smiled, Cyborg waved (“Hey, welcome back!”), Batgirl turned her entire body toward them as she leaned over the back of the couch. Raven glanced over her shoulder, one hand placed tentatively at her stomach. Her eyes, deep and tired but relieved (and at long last, happy), met Starfire’s and twinkled. Starfire smiled back.

“DUUUUDDDEE!!!” Beast Boy, who’d had Raven close enough to be practically sitting in his lap, grinned from pointy ear to pointy ear and leaped over the back and ran at Starfire. She went to greet him, but found he was grabbing her wrist and tugging her toward the couch before she could utter so much as a syllable. Starfire yelped and dropped her things, so Terra laughed and let the bags in her hands plop to the floor equally unceremoniously. Unpacking could wait. “Were you really working as a waitress? And you were good?”

When they reached the front of the couch, Beast Boy took a running head start and leaped at the seat next to Raven, who glowered at him as he hit the cushions and bounced. He grinned at her, wrapping an arm over her shoulders, not sorry, not at all. Starfire remained standing as Terra hopped over the other side of the couch to plop into the seat next to Cyborg, who gave her a welcoming fist bump. “Yes, that is true! Raven and I both took up the employment to earn our stay at the motel!” Raven visibly twitched.

“Wait wait wait,” Robin raised an eyebrow and looked at Raven, who’s expression had only soured as Beast Boy’s face lit up with peerless glee. Robin’s lopsided smirk was just as taunting, filled with curiosity and dancing with amusement. “You got a job? Doing what?”

Raven rolled her eyes. “Bookstore clerk.” Batgirl snorted.

“I have a hard time seeing you in a nametag.”

“I didn’t wear one.”

Everyone started talking. Starfire had tried to follow along, but the words melded into new topics and switched as different voices piped up and interrupted and tore civility apart. In a few seconds it was difficult to pull one conversation from another. Raven was trying to calm Beast Boy down as he pointed an accusing finger at Cyborg for-- something, Starfire wasn’t quite sure. Terra was laughing so hard she was holding her sides, falling over the side of the couch as Cyborg backed into her, away from Beast Boy. His unapologetic grin was towering over his smaller frame despite the vexation radiating off Beast Boy. Raven sat between both parties, lips in a thin, exasperated line. She was huffing and mediating but her veins were popping all the same; Starfire thought, on a shallow level, she may have wished to instead be in their quiet motel room, away from the chaos they’d once been so accustomed to.

Robin joined in egging Beast Boy on, much to the amusement of Batgirl. He leaned back into her when Beast Boy whipped around on him, and she matched Robin’s chuckle with every chiming sound. She wrapped her arms around Robin’s shoulders and she leaned over him to get a word in at Beast Boy’s jest, chest brushing against Robin’s back (Robin leaned into the embrace, seemed positively content). Beast Boy turned round and wagged a very angry, easier to scrutinize than heed, finger at her and Robin. They both laughed.

Starfire did not.

Raven’s eyes met her own after a moment, and Starfire realized that she’d probably read her, because her face, so obviously miffed from conversation, melted with sympathy. Starfire smiled and shook her head. Do not worry, she tried to tell Raven. I am just in need of time. She cleared her throat. “Friends,” the incessant arguing stopped, momentarily. She gave them her best everything is okay smile, her most convincing I am happy to be home and nothing is wrong eyes. “I am afraid I must retire to my room, as I have quite a bit of unpacking to do and I require the shower after my fight with Red X.”

“Wait, you fought Red X?” Cyborg scratched his head, exchanging a look with Robin, who’d silently cocked an eyebrow. “I thought y’all said he helped you?”

“He did,” Raven’s voice was its usual monotone, and she could tell the boys were settled by its familiar drone. It’d been awhile since they’d heard it, awhile since she’d been there to offer her calmer two-cents. “But not before straddling Starfire to the moistest part of the dock.” She shrugged, like what she said hadn’t phased her, but the downturn of her lips and the twitch in her eye said she was still peeved about the night before. Was it because she hadn’t been able to help? Was it because Red X had gotten the drop on them at all? Starfire wasn’t sure, but she nervously waved Raven’s boiling mood off.

Robin, however, was a larger handful.

“He WHAT?” Batgirl had climbed off of Robin’s back and pressed herself to the couch, concerned that touching him would give her third degree burns. Steam was boiling from his ears as his skin flared red. He was grinding his teeth, fingers clenching and unclenching, itching to punch a bad-guy that wasn’t actually there. He seemed to compose himself for a moment, steam simmering to a light cloud, though his skin remained a furious shade. “When you say straddled, you mean--?”

Raven raised an eyebrow, some part of her, the part that’d bonded like a schoolgirl with Starfire in their three months away, rejoiced, amused at the reaction. For a guy who’d knocked boots with another woman, he was awfully put-off. May as well test those boiling waters. “I mean that by the time I came back, I couldn’t tell if he was trying to fight her or--”

“WHOA!” Beast Boy put his hands up in defense, chuckling despite the anxious white of his eyes and the stress of his smile. “Let’s keep this PG-13, don’t want another baby on our hands, do we?” He placed the hand, the one that wasn’t already around Raven’s shoulders, where their child was, looking almost reverently at the small bump hiding under her loose-fitting maternity shirt.

Raven snorted.

Starfire tried, she really did, to fight the heat that was rising from her stomach to her eyeballs, but her face felt hot enough to scorch the very sun her power came from. She covered it with both her hands. “I am sorry! I must be going immediately!” She zoomed out of the common room, flying so fast that they’d all hardly realized she’d left. Robin’s head whipped around, following her, any trace of the boiling rage that had begun to seethe, resting to a dull gas.

Raven frowned. She’d gotten ahead of herself, let the other factors of her situation (their situation) go unresolved. Her problems had been reconciled-- most of them, anyway, not including the gender, the name, the baby shower, and the funds to raise her baby-- but Starfire’s weren’t. She’d still been cheated on, which would have been heartbreaking enough in a normal relationship, but living in close quarters with him, having to follow his every command in the heat of battle… that was going to be tough.

"Do you think he did?"

"...I do not think so, and I am starting to fear that I am correct."

Even without her abilities as an empath, she could feel that absolute loss, the ripping of a soul in two, because somebody she’d trusted-- with her heart, with her time, with her affection-- he’d betrayed her. And she was going to come home because she had no other excuse to stay away, not without her, not without their symbiotic turmoil. She’d been so relieved, so unequivocally happy that Beast Boy had sworn himself to her, that he wanted to raise their child together, that he wanted to be her partner and a parent and remain her lover-- she’d simply forgotten why she’d had company in her state of pandemonium in the first place. What a bad companion she was. Raven sighed and pressed her small hand to Beast Boy’s, squeezing his fingers reassuringly before pulling it from her swelling stomach. He blinked, not rejecting the behavior, but confused by it. “Rae?”

“I’m gonna go talk to her.”

“No.”

Robin, who had already pulled himself over the back of the couch, who had already set a clear path to the common room door, waved one commanding hand in her direction. It was the sign he used on a mission, the sign that said stand down, that’s an order. It demanded compliance, which Robin rarely stooped to when they weren’t on a battlefield. Though, Raven mused, maybe he felt like he was. His gait was stiff, military, and that aura could tower over nearly any enemy, despite his physical height. Terra shifted uncomfortably at the change in demeanor, and Batgirl winced almost knowingly. Cyborg and Beast Boy were unperturbed, though curious, and exchanged glances the way silenced students traded notes.

Had she not been an empath, she might have been just as lost. But Raven could read him, and though he’d need efforts that would be nothing short of heroic, he was intending to see Starfire as her boyfriend, not her leader. He exited the room with a mumble under his breath. “She and I have a lot of talking to do…”

Starfire ran her hands through her hair, untangling it as she went through each tuft. She hadn’t done it in awhile, taken his fingers to it instead of a brush. It was calming, feeling each silky strand pass between the creases of her palm like feathers. She could close her eyes, focus on the small knots and tangles, feel the release of each one with just a little bit of force from her hand. People didn’t bend that way, she wished she could make herself bend that way. It would be easier to force her feelings aside, push them so deep down that the weight of everything else she buried it under would make it snap, make it go away. She wished the right decision was easier to make, but then there would be no point. She was a hero, and heros did the right thing. She vaguely remembered asking (“Must we always be heroes?”), and she saw now that he’d been right, that the right thing, the hero thing, was engraved in her, and she could never really part with it.

“So, are you ready to talk?”

She’d only somewhat registered the door to her bedroom sliding open, but the voice shook her from her stupor much quicker. She didn’t turn to him. Instead, she continued to watch the rising sun as it set on the early hours of Jump City. Her foggy mind told her she should go to sleep, that she usually rose with the sun, that she didn’t usually fall as it went up. The rest of her body, though, it was too wired, alive with emotion, some good and some less kind, to fall asleep. She breathed in, then she breathed out. “Robin…”

The door shut, but she had a feeling he hadn’t left. A few moments later, she heard his footsteps approaching, so she said something. “I apologise for leaving without saying anything.”

It worked. He paused. “You really had me worried.”

“The letter Raven left told you we would return, did it not?”

“That doesn’t stop me from worrying.” He took a few more steps forward, until he was standing at the other side of her bed. She closed her eyes, hoped she wouldn’t feel his weight shift beside her where she sat, because she could not take it, could not take seeing him. Not when this was happening, not when she was fighting herself.

“Robin, do you know why I left with Raven?”

He was quiet, he was contemplating. She usually loved to watch him process, watch the wheels turn as the best detective she’d ever known worked, but not today. Maybe not for a long time. “Not certain. I was hoping you could tell me, but I had a couple theories.”

“Which were?”

“You’re the only other girl on the team, and you guys are pretty close. Pregnancy is a scary thing to go alone.”

There was a silence, reflecting, warm “....Partly.”

Robin shrugged that off and continued. “There was a Tamaranian threat of some kind? Something only Raven could help you with?” She shook her head. Robin laughed, not confidently-- nervously. “Yeah, you’re right, that was a bad one. Um,” he was skimming passed his mind’s folder of theories, she could practically see the manila folder in his hands as he scanned her profile. “You’re… pregnant… too?”

Starfire sucked her teeth, but otherwise refused to dignify him with a response. They hadn’t even participated in such an act together, how would she have been with child? No, he clearly didn’t mean that. He was joking, trying to lighten the mood. Her nose scrunched, but she took another deep breath and released it. She wasn’t here to start a fight, she was here to do what was right for Robin, and for her.

“Starfire--?”

“I understand that you have a special relationship with Batgirl, do you not?”

He seemed to choke, but he answered. “Uh, y-yeah, she’s--uh, she’s family.”

“I was not aware that family on Earth slept with so little garments.”

There came a fracture to the air. She’d taken the first chunk of ice with a pick, and it could only collapse from here. She’d be better for it afterwards, they both would. Even if it felt like that pick was taking pieces of her heart with it. “Uh, Starfire?”

“I am not mad at you, Robin… not anymore.” She began to fiddle with her fingers, letting them twist, letting them grace each other. They were still bruised, still a little red, but she could feel them again. They’d heal. “I am sorry, I should have said this sooner, but I did not have the confidence before.” She could feel her voice getting stronger. Less girl, more Tamaranian Princess. She could hide behind that wall for now. It would crumble when the deed was done, and she could mourn her loss in silence, in her solitary room. She had to hold on until then, press on, push just a little further past it--

“Starfire?” He got closer to her, was coming around the end of the bed, she could hear him. He didn’t sound nervous, no, she’d heard Robin nervous when they’d crashed on that planet, heard him desperate when they’d fallen through together, but this was something different, and she could not place it.

“I love you,” she breathed it, let it break passed the doors and fall into the open, like a wave of fresh air filled her lungs, like a weight she’d had on her chest had been lifted. It was the first time she’d said that, that either of them had said it to each other. She’d thought the implication had been enough, but it had not been, and now Robin stood frozen at her side. She kept her eyes on the sunrise, kept her fingers intermingling because if she stopped moving all at once she was sure she would die. She loved him. She loved him loved him loved him truly. And that would have to be enough. “And Robin, that is why I am letting you go.”

That seemed to thaw him, though his feet remained firmly where they were, no closer, no farther. “W-what? Starfire, what are you talking about? I don’t want you to let me go.” He reached a hand for her, but she turned away, so he retracted it. That tone was back, the tone from before, but it was far more present, persistent. It broke her heart to hear, and she couldn’t place why. “Starfire, please, tell me what’s going on. What is all of this about?”

“It is about what is right, Robin. You once told me that marrying my betrothed was not right for me. And Robin? I fear I am not right for you…”

“What? Where is this coming from? Why are you acting like you’re--youre--?”

“Doing the breaking up with you?” She looked at him then, met his eyes for the first time. He flinched. His eyes widened behind his mask, his fingers twitched uselessly at his sides, and he stuttered.

“Are you?”

She looked at her lap again. “Truthfully, I felt betrayed to find another woman in your bed, before you and I could even culminate the benefits of a romantic relationship. But she is not the evil witch of the wickedness that I thought she was. Batgirl is kind and beautiful and you are so comfortable around her and--!” She stopped herself. She could hear Raven’s voice in the back of her mind. You’re ranting. She breathed in, and breathed out. “I see the way you look at her. It is the way those who have mated look at each other on my home planet. It communicates a lifetime of perseverance and of companionship, but most of all, it communicates inimitable affection.” She shook her head, shut her eyes, tried to keep the stinging sensation at bay. Just a few moments longer. Her hands clenched painfully together in her lap. “Robin, I will not stand in your way if she is the one you truly desire.”

The bed bounced, and she could tell he’d taken a seat beside her. “Who I desire, huh?” She closed her eyes, imagining the pressure of his lips on hers, remembering the way he’d smiled at her and offered her a hand to dance at Kitten’s prom, remembering his arms around her as they braced for Raven’s destiny to swallow her whole, remembering seeing him alive and well and standing atop that hill with that grin she held so dear to her heart. She remembered all of it, let the good memories wash over her one last time before they became bittersweet to look upon. But it was okay, he would be happier after this. No more training sessions that turn into playful kisses on the workout mat. No more glances at each other that the others missed. No more fingers intertwining, no more of his gentle caresses and his adorably awkward date proposals or even his more confident, friendlier offers to grab some pizza and see a movie. She wouldn’t get to lace herself to his arm and hold him close anymore, and he wouldn’t smile knowingly at her when she squeezed. Her fingers knotted uncomfortably in her jeans, pinching her skin beneath. This was for the best, this was for Robin. She nearly missed what he said when he finally spoke.

“She was hurt.” His voice was neutral, betrayed nothing about what he was feeling, though she had many guesses, only a few of which she hoped for. The rest were closer to reality (relief, guilt, happiness), so she buried that hope under caution. Starfire nodded for him to go on. “She’d gotten into some trouble. Knew I was in town. Came to me for help in the dead of night. It’s how my family operates.” She chanced a glance at him, but his eyes were on the sunrise, hands splayed behind him as he shifted to sit at a slant, looking more relaxed than she’d seen him since Slade was defeated (for good). His face betrayed no emotion, and she cursed that mask, not for the first time. “I told her to let me grab Cyborg, but she didn’t wanna wake him. Told me I was more than capable of patching her up, and she was right. I don’t think she intended to stick around for as long as she did.” He paused, then raised an eyebrow at her, tilting his head just enough for her to see his incredulous face. She frowned. “I think she’s stayed here to keep an eye on me, since you went missing and all.”

“Robin--”

His eyes met hers, set, serious, the way he was as a leader, but there was affection there, the kind she remembered seeing so many different times (when they were stranded, Tokyo, when he’d propped open her chrysalis). “I’m not gonna lie to you, Batgirl--” He stopped, seemingly contemplating what he would say next before deciding the risk was worth it. “Barbara and I, we had something in the past, but that’s all it is. The past.” He moved closer, eyes narrowing, one hand gripping her forearm, gently, where it sat between them. She wanted to gasp, but no sound came out when their eyes met again. That was not Leader Robin, that was Boyfriend Robin, Love of her Life Robin, and he had set that steely determination, that unwavering tenacity on her, on getting what he was saying through to her.

Her heart flipped in her chest, unwarranted. Without her permission. He only grew closer. “Nothing happened between her and I. I patched her up and gave her a shirt to sleep in. We’re family, I didn’t think anything of it.” He sighed and shook his head. “Had I known you would, though… Starfire,” he brought one hand up to her cheek, caressed it in his hand. She leaned into it, hoped its comfort would alleviate the tears she could feel starting at the corners of her eyes. Robin exhaled, and she could hear fear, fear she now suspected was of losing her. “I’m so sorry. I never would have let you leave if I’d known this was why.” She smiled at him, and he brushed his thumb against the corner of her eye where a single tear had begun collecting. He smiled back, and she wondered how, in the half a sun’s rotation she’d been back with him, she hadn’t noticed the fondness and worship with which he looked at her. She almost felt like a fool. Three months of wasted time, feeling torn apart by an affair that had never transpired. She leaned even further into his touch, and she heard him stifle a laugh.

“So, you did not have the intercourse with Batgirl?”

“What?”

The warm hand was gone, and she blinked as Robin threw himself against the foot of her bed, eyes wide, face quickly gaining the same complexion as the red of his suit. His hands moved wildly, unsure what to do or what gestures to make. “That’s what you--? Starfire! You really thought I--? That she and I--?” Starfire pouted, and steam blew from his ears for a very different reason this time. He ran a hand over his face. “God, no Star, nothing like that happened.”

“You did not kiss her?”

“No.”

“And you did not partake in the romantic form of bodily contact that is cuddling?”

“Okay, that I can’t say didn’t happen, but it wasn’t romantic--!”

“And you do not wish to leave me for Batgirl or Barbara, whatever her name may be?”

Robin clasped both her hands between his, dopey smile inching across his face. “Not on your life, Starfire.” That did it. The tears started falling, and Starfire reached her hands up to wipe them away, but Robin got to them faster, pressing his thumbs and palms to each drop before it had the chance to fall. She sobbed, and he brought her head into his chest, running a hand through her hair.

“I tried to do the right thing!”

“I know…”

“I tried to let you go, but I cannot!”

“Starfire, you’ll never have to…” He cupped her jaw in his hand and tugged, lightly, enough to draw her teary eyes from his shoulder so she could see him, see his face. His brows furrowed above his heavy-lidded stare, she could see in the narrow of his mask. Her eyes mirrored his despite the puffiness and the streaks coloring her skin, already aflame. He drew her closer, still. “Nobody is going to take me away from you, history or no.”

“Do you promise?”

His voice lowered the way that sent tingles running down her spine and lit her stomach on fire, the way she’d felt many times when he’d kiss the skin before her ear, when his hands would trail somewhere new. That baritone he so rarely used set her nerves fraying without so much as a touch, and he was using it to say: “I swear to you.” He kissed her, in a way so different from how he usually would. The sweet nervous nature he’d usually graze her lips with was gone in favor of something he hadn’t turned loose on her before now-- passion. Desperation. Adoration. She pressed back cautiously at first before he leaned forward. She obliged.

When they came away for a moment, they came right back together again, hotter than before, needing. His hand, she didn’t even know when he’d set it there, it squeezed at her hip and tugged her thighs closer to his, and she wrapped her arms round his neck, parting her lips to grant him entry, and he took it with the thirst of a parched man. His lips melded slowly with hers, but hard. He bit her lip, and she gasped. Robin’s other hand fell from her jaw to run up and down her side, nimble fingers exploring the curve of her waist before he slipped them under her shirt. He only touched the skin that would have been exposed had she been in her uniform, but it was enough to make her shiver. He leaned forward, and she followed until her back was pressed against the mattress and he was bent over her with one hand in her hair. Three months, three months she had been away, and as he grabbed one of her legs and tucked it behind his hip, brushing against her so deliberately that it made her gasp and toss her head back, she knew Robin intended to show her just how much he’d missed her and that lost time. “Besides…” She batted her eyelashes at him, and he gave her that boyish, cocky grin that only he had, that only he could give. There was something dangerous there, behind his mask, a fire she’d never seen before, and it burned the churning wheel in her stomach like little else. “If I’d been with anybody, you woulda heard her…” Her face turned several shades of red.

#Teen Titans #BBRae #RobStar #Robin #Starfire #Beast Boy #Raven #Cyborg #Terra #barbara gordon

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dyketectivecomics · 5 years

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Retrieval - Ch. 11

SURPRISE BITCHES. BETCHA THOUGHT YOU’D SEE THE LAST OF THIS.

(Read on AO3) (No actually, maybe go ahead and reread everything on ao3, since its been SO DAMN LONG ooooof) (also everyone keep in mind that the chap under the cut doesnt have italic edits in bc its 3k & also 1 am and i don't have time for that. just go ahead and read it on ao3 unless you already have an idea of whats going on at this stage in the fic lmao)

@squiddybeifong it’s ur turn finally, love <3, def take ur time and i cant WAIT to see your thoughts on this haha

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Grotesque as each of the demons were, Raven remembered barely keeping them straight from one another. All sharp teeth and disfigured skin, some sported facsimiles of regency fashion, while others chose to hide themselves in as few layers as possible. Try as she might, she recalled the eyes most clearly, in hues of reds, oranges and yellow, all burning with the sins of the souls they had claimed over the eons.

The one who had called her here, a brother without a name. (At least without a name yet, as that would come a decade later, when she most needed to name and defeat these demons with Titans by her side.) No, this demon that could not be properly named stood to his full height, towering over the others as he snapped his claw-like fingers to gain their attention, silencing their jeering at the destruction the portal showed.

"Enough of that nonsense," he droned, as if somehow bored of the chaos and devastation. "While Father is distracted, we have but one chance to settle this nasty business. What are we to do with sister dearest?"

There was much grumbling among the demons as they took seats around this circle, the visage of Azarath's last moments disappearing from view forever with a distinct pop and crackle. Raven could feel once again the ghost of Zatanna's reassuring hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently in empathy. She couldn't tell if it was better, or worse, never knowing what had transpired.

She certainly knew more than before, just enough to get a clearer picture than so many years of guesswork had lead her down. But it left a hollow feeling in her chest, as those certainties were closed off forever now.

Maybe it had been too much to hope for, to know exactly what Azarath's last moments were like. Or maybe it was too cruel to wish for the burden of such knowledge, even when one had prepared themselves for it. How disheartening, to have gone to so much trouble, only to be stopped so short.

"We can't kill her, much as I'm loathe to share any more 'an I already have to with you lot," a smaller demon piped up to Raven's left. She'd forgotten, in her reverie, just where her attention should truly lay. "But that doesn't mean we can't have our fun."

There was a murmur through the group, a mixed reaction but no true agreements or dissents. Raven could feel something swelling up in her stomach, but she reached for Zatanna's hand on her shoulder, squeezing it back and quelling the feeling.

She knew she'd made it to Constantine's apartment relatively unscathed. Like rereading an old favorite book, she remembered the end even without needing to remember everything that occurred in between. Whatever they had in mind, try as they might have, these petty demons hadn't harmed her much. She was strong enough to survive it then, she was powerful enough to endure it now.

Though, with how the hellfire that was starting to play tricks on her eyes, a part of her wondered just how much longer she'd be forced to endure it. In the furthest reaches, it shone a bit too hot, blinding if she let her eyes stray there for too long.

"The important thing I want to know is; how much fun can we have without Trigon letting on about it? And without interfering too deeply with his plans?"

"Doesn't he need the girl as an emissary to Earth and other planes?" one quipped back, "That would mean we can't keep her here, not long at any rate."

"Then it'd be best to act soon, lest he send her away before we have-"

A low rumble went through the group, all collectively groaning as they felt the same call. Raven remembered hearing a voice, faint, as if it spoke through layers of cotton. It was strange to her then, but familiar now, the cockiness and sly flow of mocking decorum. Constantine's most casual of ways, of summoning sworn enemies forth, to make the most backhanded of bargains.

Though, some of what he was saying... didn't particularly seem to resonate with what would have been said in such circumstances. And out of the corner of her eye, Raven watched as that white-hot light broke through a stalactite or two, eating away at the scene. Inevitable, but much slower than before. She knew now, for certain, that time was limited, much as she'd fought successfully against it so far.

She could hold it off just a tad longer.

"The Hellblazer's onto us, gentlemen," one of the demons sighed, resigned to what was to come. "Any volunteers?"

The group laughed, and Raven remembered taking a few shy steps back, naively thinking this an opportunity to sneak away, before more than a few sets of eyes settled on her.

"Why not send our little sister to him?" the eldest sneered, "It's beneath us to answer such a droll summons. It would be amusing to see him throw her back to us like a fisherman does a minnow."

Laughter bubbled around Raven, too-wide smiles and menacing glints in eyes and teeth. The feeling of self-satisfied, low-burning rage and an anticipation for harm to come.

She knew, then, that anywhere they would want to send her, anywhere that she wasn't in control of sending herself to, would not be a place she'd want to go. And much too late, she tried to make a dash to get away.

She screamed as she felt sharp claws sinking into her arms and delighted laughter reached a fever pitch around her. Everything began growing much brighter and more charged than before, as her body was burning the last of this nightmarish high.

She watched as a few of her brothers slashed into the air around them, tearing reality itself apart as they searched for the best rift to send her tumbling through.

...

The air temperature dropped drastically as John felt his daughter's mood shift, something tightening in his chest and tears welling in his eyes. His heart hammered in his chest, fear at the forefront of it all. He glanced up to see Asa holding her own against Raven's projections better than he did, wiping away a droplet before focusing her hands, once more on checking Zatanna's aura.

"I call upon Saint Christopher, that he may protect in their travels..."

It was a long shot, but when a demonologist has exhausted all of the runes and rituals at his disposal, sometimes a hope and a prayer were all that were left. And Constantine was currently running down the long list of every deity and figure of power that he could scarcely remember.

The classic Catholic routes were always the first to go.

His tone took a more urgent tune as he watched his daughter clench her fists and let out an ear-splitting scream.

"I call upon Saint Michael, to protect in this battle..."

He could only hope that these prayers and practices weren't coming too late.

...

As Zatanna felt the chill of Raven's powers as the empath's consciousness finally awoke, the sorceress tried turning over a happier memory in her own mind.

Sending Raven back to reality in this state now wouldn't do them any good. Fear and anger and hate lingering on her soul. It would, at best, wreck John's apartment.

At worst, it could level New York.

As those demons, shadows of memories long past, opened that fateful portal to John's apartment, so similar and yet a striking difference to how it was now, answering a summons that none wanted to bother themselves with, Zatanna focused all her energy into channeling that memory of her own. One that she couldn't be sure Raven shared. It seemed so far away, and such a small thing.

Of a tiny seven-year-old, in her halloween costume, dressed as the most adorable witch San Francisco would ever see, and receiving a tickling of a lifetime as her mother teased her. The memory of peals of laughter from the sorceress and squeals of protest from the young empath rang in her ears, louder now than the demons laughter, that was slowly fading away from them as Raven's small form was sent through that portal. Zatanna could only do her best to follow close after her.

Slowly, her grip on the girl’s hand loosened, until she lost it completely in their free fall. The sorceress watched helplessly as Raven fell further down ahead of her, the memory still at the periphery of her own mind.

She could see as the portal closed, how time shifted everything inside of that apartment. The couch's color dimmed, showing its wear and its age. Grooves in the floor grew from so many rearrangements of furniture and space. She could see Constantine sitting watch over her and Raven's bodies, and noted that the Nightmare Nurse's aid had been enlisted.

And all too quickly, that vision faded.

As everything dimmed around her, she thought she could hear Raven's voice as she knew it now, deep throaty laughter bubbling out around it, replacing those high-pitched squeals from before.

Everything became blackness once more.

...

As laughter escaped from his daughter's lips, Constantine paid Asa's concerned protests no mind, rushing again to his daughter's side as her powers sparked electrically around them. That shift in the air, like ozone and pressure before a thunderstorm, was one he recognized when a too-sudden, too-extreme mood shift occurred for the empath. When her powers were stuck playing catch-up as they drifted from menacing shadows to dangerously cheery sparks.

"Raven, I need you to breathe for me, darling," he begged, "Find your center again, luv."

His focus was solely on his daughter, as her laughter slowly died, the snickers giving way to breathless gasps. When she began to still in his arms and as her breathing began to return back to normal, he finally registered the Nightmare Nurse's frantic cries.

"-She's not responding, John. Zatanna's not waking up."

...

"Give up?" Zatanna asked with a gleam in her eyes and a sly smile on her lips. The witch before her pouted, giving the most adorable glare that the sorceress had seen in her life.

"Never," she said, and her voice held all of the self-assurance of a spellcrafter well beyond her so few years of experience.

Zatanna only smiled wider. "You asked for it, then."

She tickled the little witch for a second time, laughing alongside her shouts and giggles. That accent that she was picking up from Constantine was more prominent, now that she’d spent the better part of the year with him. And it was positively adorable as well. "No! Mummy, stop!"

"Admit it!" she laughed, "Admit that you're the most adorable little witch!"

It was true, objectively speaking. The girl's dress and hat were tailored with kitschy patches, buttons that seemed comically large and cartoonish pockets that were even bigger than one would think. All of the makings of a perfect Halloween costume. All she was missing, at the moment, were practical tennies for trick-or-treating.

This was where one of several points of argument for the evening had begun, as Raven had insisted, in her seven-year-old wisdom, that her dance flats were needed to complete the look. Something Zee had been unsuccessful, thus far, in swaying her opinion on.

At least until she’d started the teasing, and followed through on her threat of tickling.

"I'm-" she was breathless, gasping for air, but giggling all between, "I'm- not! I'm a- I'm a scary-! A scary witch!"

With that final shout, Zatanna paused in her tickling as Raven sent a shock through her skin. A light zap of her powers, but nothing like the unsettling chill she had felt earlier when the girl refused to admit to fears and doubts about the holiday festivities her mother had planned. It was a welcome change, if unexpected.

"You're right," Zee chuckled in assent, carefully picking the girl up and carrying her from the room, "And since you're clearly the most terrifying thing out and about tonight, that must mean you'll be able to protect me from all of the ghouls and goblins out there tonight?"

The girl puffed out her chest, grinning wide as she adjusted her hat. "No monsters will get past me, mummy! I promise!"

The magician could only smile and hold the girl in a tight embrace. "Thanks, Blackbird. I feel safer already. But you know what will help me feel-?"

But just as the sorceress set the girl down again, before she had even finished the question as she turned around in this fairly mundane memory, she could feel that sense of presence slipping. Her once familiar home in San Francisco fading away in a blur and a blank. An expanse before her that could be filled with anything.

This Raven wasn’t the one she entered this world with. Her daughter was no longer in this plane between consciousness and dreams, where memories made their home.

And that terrifying reality was starting to settle in.

“-the most... safe?” she finished asking, in trepidation.

A shiver creeped quickly down her spine, as another memory took her away, unbidden.

…

“I have to go back for her,” the empath protested, sitting up at once as the Nightmare Nurse’s words fully registered. She felt the blood rush just as quickly away from her head, and lay back down immediately to stop the dizziness.

“You’d need at least an hour of recovery, kiddo,” Asa laughed bitterly, “At least you would, if you were human.”

“I’ll be fine in a minute. Just give me a second.”

“Like bleedin’ hell you’re going back,” John growled, “Asa, you hold ‘er, luv. I’ll be going in-”

“Dad, pots!” Her tone and intention had the brit slowly freezing right in place against his will. Try as he might to fight her, he never had quite the same level of resolve that Raven had.

But, he supposed, that’s just how fathers and daughters seemed to operate. A father always willing to give his girl the world. And never being able to deny her, even when it was in her best interest.

“It has to be me, dad,” Raven sighed. “I pulled her in. I need to be the one to pull her out.”

Constantine swallowed the lump forming in his throat, teeth slow to unclench as he asked, “Promise me you’ll be safe? That you’ll get out soon as you reach her?”

Raven’s own indigo eyes leveled at his piercing blue ones, her stomach dropping as she lied, “I promise.”

…

She felt calmer when she opened her eyes again, her breathing shallow and soft, her body curled as tightly in on itself as she could stand. She felt a sharp pinch of happiness, and a dull sting of longing, when she heard her father’s voice. And she remembered, another small memory that had meant so much more to her over the years.

"Now just where did my princess run off to," Giovanni mused as he glanced around his daughter's room. He made extra sure not to take any special notice of some particularly lumpy and giggling pillows that lay on her bed.

"Hmm, how strange," he sighed with extra, cartoonish emphasis, "How odd that my daughter would learn to pull such a thorough disappearing act before I could teach her it myself. Alas!" He gave a cry, before falling back onto her bed. "Perhaps if I were to take a nap upon her bed, I could dream of where she has run off to!"

He adjusted himself carefully atop that oh-so-lumpy cushioning, leaning carefully back and poking at the pillows as she barely held in her snickering. "Now, if only these pillows weren't so lumpy and strange! Perhaps then my dreams might be clear." He put a bit more of his weight on it, yawning dramatically as he stretched his arms above his head. "But as long as Zatanna is not here, I don't see the harm-"

"I am here, daddy! I got you!" the young sorceress cried, laughing as she wiggled out from behind her father.

"Goodness! You have, indeed, my princess!" the magician laughed, bringing his daughter in close for a hug and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "And I've missed you so! You must promise to teach me that trick before my next show!"

"Uh-uh, that one's a super-special... tersec?" the five-year-old turned the word over uncertainly, and Zatara only smiled as he applauded her attempt.

"Terces, my sun and stars. Repus laiceps terces." He booped her nose, and she giggled once more. With a whispered word and sleight of hand, he produced a diary with a lock, Zatanna's name embossed with ostentatious calligraphy, and smiled even wider as she went starry-eyed.

"You'll need a place to keep those sterces then, my darling."

The chorus of thank-yous that followed after were drowned out only by his own laughter as he returned her tight embrace.

The sorceress began to feel the weight of the memory weighing on her chest, however. A wistfulness as the laughter quickly became quiet cries. At first, she almost believed them to be cries for what she still mourned. But then everything shifted again.

“Give me the word, my sun and stars,” her father growled, “And I will make the boy regret his very-”

“Daddy, no,” she shook her head, “It’s not… It’s not his fault.”

“That is where you are wrong, my dear,” the old magician laughed, “It is always a boy’s fault. Unless he starts taking responsibility for it, then he is not truly a man.” He squeezed her hand tightly as he lifted her chin, making sure she was looking into his smiling eyes as he said, “And he is not worthy of your time, for that matter, either.” He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, before pulling her back in for another tight embrace.

Zatanna held desperately to this special kind of comfort that she hadn’t felt since her father had died.

#rachel roth #zatanna zatara #giovanni zatara #john constantine #nightmare nurse #dc bombshells #au: magic foster family #retrieval #randywritesfic #i know i said i wouldn't update any fics but I'm a LIAR i guess bc my Brain decided it wanted to be Inspired all of a sudden #SO WELCOME TO THIS THEN HAHA #(im so damn sorry to people who may want to jump in at this point. no plz. go back and start from the beginning this is a WILD ride ok)

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RWBY EPISODE 11: IT’S WEDNESDAY MY DUDES

* Okay so right off the bat I have no idea what’s going on * “This is the part where you lose” The speed at which I have decided I do not like this guy is incredible. * Oof that’s gotta hurt * I’m sorry but the sound Cardin gives when he’s raising his weapon over Jaune is not good. Just... “huewah!” * So was the background metaphorical or was it one of those simulator things like from the X-men? * I don’t know what’s sadder: the idea of the health bars being metaphorical and Glynda stepping in because she was just tired of seeing Jaune lose, of the health bars being literal and Jaune nearly getting killed the first week in. * OK nvm it’s aura * OK nvm it’s been weeks * I’m just a little put-off by the idea that the Scrolls can gauge your aura level. I don’t know, I guess I just have to take that that comes with the fantasy setting, but that seems like too much of an intertwine between real-world practicality and fantasy. If an aura is literally an extension of one’s soul, I feel like you would know when you’re running low without having to check your “phone.” Though keeping up with your teammates’ aura levels does make sense. * “We wouldn’t want you to be gobbled up by a Beowulf, now would we?” Glynda you were willing to let these kids die in a forest not even one day end don’t give Jaune that attitude. * Maaaaaaaaan I reaaaaaalllllly do not like Cardin * Pyrrha is so sympathetic/empathetic. All the others are getting hyped for the festival, but Pyrrha--the one who’s the closest the school has to an actual “warrior”--is more concerned for Jaune. Sweet baby. * Man up close Nora’s blush stickers pop out. * The animation on Yang’s face is so minute here like she so smoothly goes from :D to :O * Weiss filing your nails at the dinner table is literally the snobbiest rich girl thing you’ve ever done as a snobby rich girl * Jaune really is so out of his element here. He is literally surrounded by classmates who are all capable fighters, if not downright warriors. He’s the lowest of the bunch even though he’s leader of JNPR. Like even Ruby knows it must be hard. She’s 2 years younger and hasn’t been training for as long as him and she STILL outranks him * Omg Jaune is eating chicken nuggets, Pyrrha’s eating salad, Nora has a sandwich, Ren has coffee, Weiss just has an apple on a plate, and Ruby has cookies. Literally even their food reflects their character. And of course Blake is reading * There are more background characters now, and even if they’re still silhouettes, they def. make the school feel way less empty * Even the way this guy LAUGHS is the most annoying thing ever. “Hueah hueah hueah hueah hueah” * For some reason I just assumed Faunus were divided from the rest of the land. Kind of like AtLA where all the benders are split up into regions and towns, I thought maybe Faunus weren’t allowed to go to school in Vale. * I don’t get why Jaune feels the need to cover for Cardin. You can say the guy is a jerk, J. * “Name one times he’s bullied me” I feel a montage coming * There it is * As much as the idea of a bully putting a kid in a locker and the locker then flying off into space is amusing, I refuse to believe Glynda didn’t tear that boy a new one for that * “We’ll break his legs! :D” Nora is all or nothing okay. She don’t play. * And no one reacts to that because Nora * JGOUHRGOUWH I HATE. CARDIN. SO MUCH. * That poor bunny girl D:> * I do have to ask again. Why do they sometimes where uniforms and sometimes where their usual outfits? Is it a choice? Are their usual outfits their “battle” forms or something? * “It must be hard to be a Faunus.” * Blake:

* Is...Is Cardin planning on just straight up murdering Jaune * Now that I think about it why do they not do ANYTHING to help the bunny girl? All of these characters have been presented as kindhearted and well meaning but they just let her be bullied and then just “Man I feel bad for her :/” I would think Pyrrha would at least do something but...no. * This is one of those episodes where something does get established but it’s also a reminder that this is a web series that proceeds very slowly and only so much happens in each episode. * For as much as I pity Jaune for his situation I’m having trouble understanding just how he made it to Beacon. He’s not totally helpless but he’s so below the other students I would think Ozpin or Glynda would cut him loose. * Glynda did mention he had really good transcripts but still... * The animation seems to get iffy when a movement is supposed to be fast but not “energetic.” I’m not sure how to describe it but when the characters are in battle, they kind of zip from place to place. In other scenes, like the bullying montage, it’s like they’re supposed to be moving fast but they look a little constrained instead * Just as a closing note I hate Cardin

#rwby #my thoughts

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flightofaqrow · 3 years

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cold without you here

qrow + Qrow ( @littleblackqrow )

“so... still pretty pissed at Oz, aren’t you?”

“Aren't you?"

“don’t you think Oz had bigger things on his plate to consider than just trust? so when did yours for him become so fragile?”

“When did you become so forgiving?”

“heh. when i met him.”

“ ...I dont like this place.”

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freezing cold air chills even deeper than bones. there’s hollow where marrow should be; holes in the soul; a heaviness in the very air where there used to be wings which could carry him through it. qrow wanders the grounds of brunswick farms alone with nothing to distract him. the wind howls and gates whine and wooden floorboards of an old barn creak, and the snow does not fall gently from the sky. no, it whips and bites, nips and stings not unlike the great black monster in his chest, consuming from the inside out.

“so,” even a soft grate of voice echoes loudly in the confines of his own head, “still pretty pissed at Oz, aren’t you?”

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“Arent you?” Qrow asked himself. “All that time thinking that we were doing something worthwhile. Gave him our entire goddamn life, and he couldnt even be honest that anything was ever being accomplished. Raven was right, that insufferable bitch.”

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“harsh. but you’re not wrong. she was right. and maybe the work amounted to a whole lot of nothin’ so far, but tell me …what would have been the alternative?”

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“When I figure that out, I’ll let you know.” Qrow sighed heavily, and had the strong urge to hug himself. It just felt so cold to be this disconnected from everything he’d built his life on, and he couldn't help but wonder if it’d just be worth it to give up. “Oz just used us though. Didn't he? He spent all that time saying he trusted us but he really just was stringing us along.”

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“don’t… don’t do this. you always do this. don’t separate your logic and your heart.”

it wouldn’t feel so cold if there hadn’t been warmth there in the first place.

“okay, yeah, he lied. and kept secrets. but did it feel like being used at the time? did he ever seem so motivated by selfishness to you?” he takes a moment to quite literally stroke his own ego, “…you and your undeniably sharp-even-when-dulled-by-the-liquor observations and instincts? it’s never been about that kind of petty shit with him, you know that. you knew you were signing up to be part of the major league players here. don’t you think Oz had bigger things on his plate to consider than just trust?

so when did yours for him become so fragile?”

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“When did you become so forgiving?” he asked with a bitter laugh. “Oz knew all of this was pointless. He set us up with a good life, and for what? To watch Salem inevitably hack away at it? Raven’s gone, Summer’s dead, the girls aren't even old enough to drink yet and they’re out here fighting for their lives and with their own battle wounds already. If we’d never been a part of this to begin with, maybe we’d be better off.” He didn't really believe that, but now that doubt had been planted.

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“heh. when i met him. and Summer. they practically taught us how. don’t you remember? no, you conveniently forget because it hurts. but you want reasons, that’s fair. we can come back to that.”

his mind is spinning too fast again. spiraling. slow it down. it feels oddly slower already, even before the usual amount to drink… anyway.

“back to logic, then. like i asked before: what is the alternative? you have… whatever it is you want. you’re at the tribe with Raven. you’re in patch with Summer. your nieces are running around in a vast green meadow squawking like nevermores with too much energy and no direction because they’re not training for any fight. you all live in blissful ignorance. you don’t have to think about Salem, but guess what? she’s still out there, and she’s still closing in. think about it, man! that way you’re… doing what? you’re protecting what? sounds like you have just as much to lose either way, the landscape just looks different.”

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“What’s the point of all this anyways?” he asked himself, not quite knowing where it was coming from. Despite his semblance, and despite everything that he’d gone through, Qrow had never actually contemplated giving up before. But he couldnt quite shake the feeling of its not worth the struggle, join these other poor souls who’ve already let it all go.

He needed a drink. Maybe then those sorts of thoughts would stop plaguing him.

“She cant be stopped. The Relics arent the answer, and neither are the Maidens. What did we give up so much of our life for if there’s no end goal?”

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qrow has to admit to himself, it rings of truth in even in the scenario he just painted. always everything to lose, but a thousand different ways. his heart hurts. his head hurts. he’s tired. no choice seems to make a difference. no choice matters. he doesn’t have much of an answer for that one, just more muddy thoughts.

he presents the biggest dilemma of all, one everyone must face sooner or later. but still coaxing, leading, as gentle as that voice (beaten to shreds from screaming and crying out and burning his throat his whole damn life) can phrase. it is not a statement, nor concession. it is still a question, in want of an answer. even if he is not yet ready to find it.

“Salem or no Salem, what was ever the point of life if it just ends in death?”

but saying it is so hard. thinking about it is so hard. trying is so hard. he is tired, cold, and it is getting dark. he has to share his headspace with too many memories, and the sight of so many people he found in these buildings who look so disgustingly peaceful having laid down and given up, and too many encroaching shadows.

“…especially one as pathetic as yours.”

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“… My life’s never been that important. Especially not since the girls were born. Pathetic doesn't even begin to cover the bullshit we’ve been through.” Another outbuilding another set of corpses. At least Qrow had taken this responsibility on himself. The kids didn't need to see this, the didn't need to see the futility of everything they were doing in high def.

Again, dark thoughts seemed to press in with the shadows from sunset. He shivered, wondering why it still seemed so cold despite his aura being active. “I don't like this place. Something is super fucking wrong, even without the fact there’s no real reason these people should have died.” You cant leave, you cant struggle out there in the snow, the kids would never make it. Stay here, alone… No one will think to look for the Relic in such an isolated spot…

“… I don't like feeling like something is waiting to ambush us.”

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“…and yet you’re still here. hm.”

cold, slow, dark, tired. just like these bodies. it would be so very easy to join them. everything fades away, it is all just a matter of time. …and how much energy gets wasted in the meantime. that still sounds like a pretty good way to kill time until morning, too.

“something’s always wrong. something’s always waiting. especially with that relic around. what are you going to do about it?”

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For a moment, the desire for self-preservation flared up in Qrow. If something felt off to him now, then he had to check every nook and cranny just to make sure that’s all it remained. A feeling.

There had to be some sort of correspondence laying around. Some sort of hint as to what happened at this farm. What Qrow ended up finding was an advertisement for the Brunswick Wine Cellar.

“Suppose we could drink until the feeling goes away. Its probably nothing.”

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of course a farm would have a wine cellar. probably stocked to the nines too. feelings and intuitions are different, though. intuitions don’t drown as easily. but eventually…

“that would make it feel warmer for sure, huh?”

this is the last building on the farm. a wild goose chase, as everything, so far. dead bodies everywhere, lives gone for no purpose at all. but is it meaningless? there must be something. is it ever quite worth finding?

“don’t forget the kids are waiting for a report.”

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“Alcohol is probably in the main house anyways. Wouldn't want just anyone to have access to it.” Qrow mused, and before he turned away from the last corpse, he sighed. “Poor bastards. Wonder if anyone else will ever come by here.” He looked around once more, marveling at how pristine the farm was. Aside from the disuse, everything looked like it was waiting for the farmstead to wake up and get back to work.

“Surprised the Tribe or some other scavenger group hasn't come through here already. There’s lien even if they didn't take the equipment with them.”

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“hm.” as if anyone besides himself would care about the wine. they knew better.

the bitter conditions outside wouldn’t even allow for a proper burial. but maybe that was for the best. to simply let time stop and drift away, safe in bed, asleep, not being a burden to anyone in life, death, or beyond… never having to worry about carrying the pain or inflicting it on anyone else ever again.

everything feels tight and heavy and choking. qrow has to fight to even pay that much attention to his surroundings.

“yeah, that’s odd alright. but counterpoint - the picture’s all wrong to be inviting, no matter the loot. we don’t even want to be here.”

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“There’s still food in the cupboards, and all of these bodies just laying around.” Qrow insisted. the feeling of something wrong pressed on him, able to keep the thoughts of whats the point? at bay for just a little while longer. “You’d think that scavenger animals would have been through here, but there isnt even mouse droppings on anything.”

Nothing but layers of dust and some cobwebs. Qrow didnt think he’d ever been somewhere that had just turned into a vacuum before. “… If the storm lets up, we should leave at first light. The less time we’re here the better.”

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“not even dead animals along with the people. yeah, the answers have to be back at the house, if there are any.”

he definitely hadn’t seen anything like this. and usually new places were exciting. this, though, this is just exhausting. food, drink, people… anything was starting to sound better than being in the middle of all this by himself and fading.

“agreed. at some point, maybe we should scrounge some of those supplies you were talkin’ about. but… later.” ugh, even any points he could find hardly felt worth acting on.

#* will i ever learn to listen = littleblackqrow *#* strain to see some fortune in tomorrow = vol 6 *#* how do you think legends and fairy tales get started? = thread archive *#good times good times #good thread

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mnmjax98 · 6 years

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New Ego: Virus

@ferociousfangirlofmanyfandoms and I came up with a lot of theories and headcanons about a potential new Ego spawned by Mark’s shenanigans, I’ve put them below the cut! Gonna make this a bullet point list later, this is just a transcription of the important parts.

June: And if the other egos try to get Virus to play along and behave, and also get to know Dark....How about that's how some behind the scenes stuff about WKM is busted?

That Dark, technically, has a brother running around Dark and Virus were once the house. Together. Morgan: What if Virus has the good parts of Damien and Celene in him the parts that didn't make it into Dark

So Dark and Virus are literally different sides of the same coin so they don't get along

what if they don't know that they're both made from the same souls Dark just knows he doesn't like Virus because he reminds him too much of Damien and Celene

June: Of how they USED to be. And it rubs him the wrong way to have another shard of his past come up.

Morgan: He starts thinking of them in his head, assigning Virus' responses to either of them and one day they're arguing and he just goes "Shut up, Damien" Virus' memories are all kerfucky so he doesn't actually know -- but being called Damien (or Celene) just triggers it like a sleeper agent.

June: And he absolutely loses his shit Ending in having to be put down by Yandere again Like, chained down put down Not killed -- subdued. Morgan: Virus goes from absolute anger -- "You tricked them! You tricked them and you stole their body!!" to just like. absolute despair

June: And he keeps flip flopping sporadically between the two, just not fucking understanding anything and the actual part of the house ends up bringing up anger -- And Dark and Virus end up in this fistfight maybe

Yeah he has to have his virusy abilities nullified which means no aura fight. Morgan: in the same vein as #FreeDarkiplier2018, connecting it to Virus -- what if when Virus breaks down in despair mode, sobbing "it's your fault, it's your fault!" over and over again, Dark like??? ? actually feels bad? because free from being Opposite Mark, he has the ability to feel remorse June: Wail-glitching, probably. Remember how Dark's voice sometimes two-tones? So does Virus’

Morgan: I feel like it would happen to Virus more when he's distressed -- so yeah, wail-glitching and just "your fault! your fault!" over and over again Dark has no idea what to do because he's new to emotions? June: And nobody can quite get him to shut up, and when Wilford actually tries he just makes it WAYYYYYYYYYYYY worse. Morgan: Because he's William but he’s not. Celene and Damien both loved William June: And while Dark got scraps of those feelings, the ones that are usually pointed to in Darkstache Virus got the R E G R E T

Morgan: I can picture Virus parroting Damien's words from before "He reached out to you! -- I want you to care!” June: And then glitching REALLY badly and then they hear cracking like with Dark -- Except it's actually Dark, because Virus absolutely losing his shit is actually affecting him Morgan: Dark won't admit that he's fuckin terrified because basically all of the egos are seeing this and it's his secret June: And it only happens when Virus is SUPER DAMN unstable Morgan: Wilford would be the one Dark tries to find comfort in but who would Virus be close to at this point? The Jims because they love everybody, but like??? Who else?? June: Literally no one. He finds a lot of comfort in the Jims because they're like he wanted -- A big friendly family. Always happy Well, almost always. But still. Morgan: The other egos are unsettled by Virus so they end up kind of. avoiding him? subconsciously

June: And Yandere downright hates him after this. Host might actually take pity on him. Morgan: What if it's Dark and Wil? they take him to a secluded part of the manor and Dark is just like "take it out on me. you're right, it's my fault." because he knows Virus needs an outlet of some kind because he's literally fuckin breaking apart but he can't. Virus can't. he's still just glitch-crying June: It's like self hate. And Virus isn't wired for that. Guilt, yes. Self hate no. Morgan: Instead of hitting him or anytthing like Dark expected, what if he just? Hugs him? Tight enough it would hurt a human, but Dark is some kind of demon thing and he's durable. June: Orrrrrr Yan follows them into that part of the manor And ends up starting a fight that wears them both out. Ends up using a bo, smacking Virus on the head, calling him a baka and Virus just starts giggling Because that's what William did whenever Celine had buried herself too deep in eldritch myth and Damien was having a bad day Booped them with a paper fan or something and took them outside To get them out of their heads. Or something Mark - their Mark - did, tbh.

Morgan: The first thing that came to my mind with Virus breaking down was this tbh https://youtu.be/MOl_QhtCF5M?t=33

Virus' voice being higher when he's glitching so Virus just cracks and is crying into Dark's dumb expensive suit that doesn't fit the way it's supposed to and Dark is struggling with feeling actual emotions but this feels right June: Calming But they really, really can't go back to how they were before. It's just not magically or mentally possible. Morgan: Because they're opposites of the same person but it's a sort of aura-synergy to just hold each other like that because that's about as close as they can get to what it was like before WKM like, their auras mesh together like puzzle pieces June: Considering that, any colors for Virus? Morgan: Purple

Lavender, violet, lots of shades of purple I'd say green but that's Anti's thing June: Fair. It's the hc color for Dark when his pieces are being cooperative. And Virus' pieces would be probably united in trying to survive in this weird ass new form neither asked for

Morgan: and Virus rolls with it because Purple is a really soft colour and it's warm and comforting and....idk. Just want. Different shades of purple too because Celene wore a lot of black (I mean Damien did too but) Damien also had a lot of white accents with his suit -- the flower, the tie, pocket square, his actual shirt, etc so it makes for a lot of different purples

June: Intensity of purple is how he's feeling? During the breakdown, it's almost black? Or almost wine colored Morgan: His skin changes too depending on his emotional state. during a breakdown it would be closer to gray -- when he's stable, he looks a lot more alive

June: But still not completely. Somethins is def off. Morgan: That's probably how the other egos can tell what he's feeling like on any given day -- I can imagine him getting better at trying to hide the glitches but like when he's having a really bad day he looks like a corpse and there's no way to hide that And at that point the Egos are like. ".....Daaaark!" June: And on those days I can imagine Dark just groaning, rolling his eyes and MAKING Virus go back to his room with Dark to work out the kinks of whatever has him in a fit. Because Virus is NOT an Ego to be allowed to remain emotionally unstable Not for long. He’ll just break apart

Morgan: sometimes it's just Depression ™ Virus having trouble coming to terms with the fact that sometimes he just can't get people to smile

Without manipulating them, at least. it's like physically upsetting for him when he can't help someone that feels sad

June: Sometimes the Host takes pity? Sits him down in the recording room and makes Virus proof read for him Because it's a quiet place and nobody else is around to bug And everybody else is a little unsettled by the Host too. . Host notices the Zombie ™ look of the day and just Grabs Virus by the scruff, tugs him away, and pops his butt down in a chair in the recording room Sticks a manuscript in front of him and shortly explains what he needed him to do- read it aloud for him. And Virus is a little calmer by the end of the script. Morgan: ALSO! The Jims are determined boys. So. They are determined to have Virus join them in their Very Important Investigations™

The Jims want the egos to be friends so they're getting Virus to tag along with them on their adventures -- showing that they’re comfortable with him. Its also their own Jimmy way of helping Virus with his depression (because they definitely meet happy people sometimes)

He's holding a mask and wearing a mask because he definitely knows his appearance makes people. uncomfortable so he wears a mask with a smile on it June: And he's like Majora's mask salesman! His gift as an Ego is enchanted masks And the breaking of protection or concealment enchantments- like taking off someone's mask that they wear when they're not happy The one he's SUPER DAMN FAMILLIAR WITH Morgan: And then also like Majora's mask, he's like the Skull Kid -- he just wants a friend .....Virus has freckles. June: Ye but also he's a little embarrassed about them And that was neither Damien or Celine A trait they had I mean As kids. Just Virus. Morgan: he doesn't like taking his mask off because he looks so different from the other egos even when he doesn't look like a Zombie what if he looks physically healthier when he's doing well mentally so he looks even more like a zombie when he's in a bad way still in the suspeeshy uncanny valley on a good day but like that makes the bad days a lot more obvious

#headcanons #markiplier egos

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thefudge · 6 years

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TLJ thoughts, post-viewing

sooo, i have a lot of feelings about a lot of things. also the subtitles didn’t prepare me. for a lot.

this movie is made up of many quiet, non-verbal moments and rian johnson lets those moments sink in and dwell with you and that’s great

rey exploring the workings of the force, for example. there’s a really cool sequence where she’s trying to find out who her parents are and she lowers herself in the embodiment of the dark side and it’s very trippy and cool. it’s not rushed and it’s v atmospheric. she gets the incentive to do that thanks to kylo. his revelations about luke and his general aura of “troubled darkness” inspire her to dig deeper.

i think what i liked most about reylo was its sense of gratuitous intimacy. what i mean by this is that they seemed to connect without effort, without having to manipulate the plot to make it fit. they seemed be in their own little movie, dealing with things beyond the usual surface level of star wars ‘good vs. evil’. kylo’s philosophy about letting the past go is definitely flawed, but the way the movie frames reylo, they do seem to “let go” of their surroundings and circumstances when they’re together. it’s sort of timeless.

i will say, i don’t think the romance was that "romantic”, if that makes sense? and i think it’s a good thing. their bond is very real, but it goes beyond “romantic drama” and your usual hero/villain trope. it has shades of that, ofc, and there is palpable sexual and romantic tension, imo. but i sensed something more mature and interesting between them. it could go either way. do i want reylo to have a future in ep 9 and after? yep. is it possible they won’t? also yep. mainly because kylo let rey down. and here’s the kicker: it’s not rey that really rejects him. it’s him that rejects rey. because she tries quite a few times to bring him over to her side, and i think her anger and sadness stem from the fact that, ultimately, kylo didn’t choose her, and ergo the light. he’s still v much conflicted and i think she can sense that. but rey is hungry. she wants all or nothing. she can’t have half of him. so she doesn’t reject him as much as tell him straight up that she won’t stand for being second. for instance, she expects him to fold to her side immediately after taking down snoke. when he doesn’t, she’s quite literally in tears. this hurts her on a deeper level than “oh no, the dark side won and the resistance lost an important ally.” no, this feels like her parents all over. leaving her, deserting her. that’s how i read it, tbh.

and kylo does some reprehensible shit in the latter quarter of the movie, lol, like i won’t woobify him, since i like my antiheroes to be antiheroes. but he's not quite villain level? if u look at snoke, if u take that cool, collected snarky asshole - that’s a villain. he knows who he is, and what he wants. kylo is hopelessly confused and always looking for validation. he tells rey that she’s the one always looking for father figures - but oh, benny ben. it’s actually you. he wants someone to really see him, and that’s why he’s drawn to rey. but just to clarify: he doesn’t have it in him to kill his mother. he has an open, unambiguous chance and he stops. he is willing to destroy her when she stands behind walls and is shielded by the resistance. yet when she’s in the open, no. that was my read on it.

his fight with luke is...very much one-sided. luke appears as a force-hologram to fight him and kylo just wants to obliterate him for very, very personal reasons. kylo is not the cool, collected new emperor who is going to “kill the past”. he lives so much in the past that he doesn’t even realize luke isn’t even there.

and btw, kylo doesn’t kill luke, though he wishes he had. early on we get this foreshadowing. when the first force-bond happens between him and rey, he goes “no, you’re not doing this. the effort would kill you.” meaning that, to transport yourself through space via force (without a bond) takes a looooot of energy. luke goes on a suicide mission, basically. he knows using the force like this will kill him. he’s almost having fun toying with kylo at the end.

when kylo realizes he’s a force-hologram, luke smiles and says “see you around, kid.” not exactly anakin vs obi-wan, if u know what i mean.

and then back on the island, we see luke peacefully give himself over to the force and vanish. it’s v tranquil and quite satisfying and the original star wars theme is used so well, imo. do i think we could’ve had more of luke? sure. but he went out on his own terms. that’s the whole point - kylo didn’t kill him. he killed himself.

again, i want to emphasize that kylo is still very much an antihero, dipping his toe into villainy (and failing - which makes him more angry, which only makes it harder to be the villain he wants to be haha). he’s not a Good Guy. many posts will crop up in the tag about what a poor, lost soul he is. yes and no. rey actually understands him when she closes the falcon door on him. she knows him and appreciates him. he will never really be ben solo and that’s a good thing. trying to be ben solo so hard is what got him in this mess. he isn’t supposed to be a Good Guy. so no, i don’t want him to “turn” (see my thoughts on “turning” below). i want him to truly move beyond the past and reform himself on his own terms, just like luke. because hey fam, luke isn’t a Good Guy in this movie either AND THAT’S GREAT. anyway, i certainly won’t be romanticizing him (kylo). he’s a compelling antihero who definitely has baggage and trauma (luke did try to kill him as a boy, though he has a wildly dramatized version of the event lol) but he is also someone who has to help himself. ultimately, rey’s goal isn’t to “save” him but to push him to save himself. honestly, if kylo had followed her and “turned” and reluctantly joined the resistance, it would’ve been a total let down and a betrayal of his character. him “turning” wouldn’t help him. he’d still have that darkness and that anger inside of him, multiplied. boy needs therapy - aka working through his issues, not ignoring them and joining the Good Side.

Other things I liked:

- admiral holdo’s arc - beautiful, well-done and surprising. laura dern kills it.

- benicio del toro!!!!! no small parts with this man. he is delightful. imagine rick from “rick and morty” but way hotter lol. he was probably my favorite addition, after rose. he’s the middle-ground guy, he’s more han solo than fucking han solo. he doesn’t believe in good guys vs bad guys and he shows both finn and the audience that the two sides err because they believe their path is the only path. he perfectly encapsulates the very real contradictions in modern-day ethics and how our “pure and wholesome” activism often shields us from some terrible truths. he does have a semblance of a heart underneath his cynicism but i love that in the end he doesn’t suddenly discover the power of friendship with finn and rose. he’s a jaded asshole with shades of good, who’s probably seen some rough shit. BUT, he has this super cute moment with rose before things go to shit regarding her necklace and it’s !!!!!! it shows how much he understands human nature. i kinda ship them. aaaanyway. i definitely think he will return, his arc is not done.

- ROSE TICO SMILING AND BEING HAPPY. ROSE TICO RIDING THAT KANGAROO CREATURE AND ENJOYING LIFE. i treasured those scenes a lot. she’s a great combo of feisty and childlike, tough and innocent. gosh, she reminds me of bonnie bennett so much ;___;

- general hux. yall, it’s true. it’s all true. hux may have won me over. hux in TFA was just a lite over-the-top villain imo. but here??? he’s such a fun, dynamic character, rian gave him a lot of fun, humorous moments. and honest to god, he’s also given some humanity. when kylo takes over, he is genuinely affected and disturbed by his level of aggression. and he’s....idk, much less evil in this one. probably because of the humor. he just seems like a man dead-set on fulfilling his mission, brainwashed to the core. and underneath the brainwashing, he seems to be your average overwhelmed white dude. i don’t think he’ll be redeemed or anything but...it’s weird how at the end of TLJ he is probably the MOST reasonable dude from the first order???

- there’s this great little message about failure. i think here TLJ was inspired by Rogue One. because a lot of the characters in this movie learn to let go and accept defeat. you can’t always save everyone, you can’t always fight back. sometimes, the brave thing is to retreat and treasure the ppl you love. so i def liked that.

- GODDAMN GHOST YODA. i honestly thought i’d hate it because...gimmick, amirite? but that scene with luke was SO emotional and also funny and visceral and just - i was a bit teary-eyed, ME, THE GRINCH. i was suddenly nine again, watching star wars for the first time. ANYWAY.

- luke skywalker deserves a separate entry. mark hamill did so much with this character in the last few scenes. also some of the stuff he says about the force in this movie is legit beautiful and i love how he criticizes the vanity of the jedi - because this was what was missing from the prequels. anakin fell because the council was tone-deaf. the jedi are often responsible for their own doom and so they must always be vigilant - which is a goddamn thankless job. i love that luke acknowledges this.

-luke/leia moment. GAAAAH. HE KISSES HER FOREHEAD GOODBYE AND SHE KNOWS HE’S NOT COMING BACK FROM THIS. I DIED.

- in that order of business, leia finally FIIIINALLY gets to show off a bit and use the force in a pro-active manner. it’s also clear to me that episode 9 would’ve been the story of her and “ben” and i think she would have been the catalyst for his eventual development. but sadly, we’ll never see that ;____;

-there is some gorgeous cinematography and visual direction in this movie. particularly in the third act, on that salt planet? the red trails? shivers.

-i didn’t hate any of the new creatures like i thought i would??? probably because they were used sparingly and with a sense of humor.

Stuff i kind of didn’t like:

- phasma. phasma, phasma, phasma. WHAT was that??? like tell me that wasn’t anticlimactic as hell. she was, sadly, a pointless character. unless she somehow survived the fire and destruction, which i doubt, i really don’t see the point of casting wonderful gwendolyn christie just to stand there in armor.

- MAZ KANATA. is barely in this. i call bullshit.

-sigh, okay so i loved rose to death, but her arc revolved way too much around finn. on the one hand i get it, on the other hand.... i was hyped because ppl were saying she gets this big moment to shine. and granted, imo, she shines every moment she’s on screen. but i think her climactic scene was... *fart noises*. it’s completely centered around finn. she saves him basically, and it’s definitely heartfelt and lovely but also...it’s finn’s moment 100%. because it’s him who has to learn about his own worth. i do think they make a good team and i ship them a little bit, but the one-sided kiss was not satisfying and i’m tired of having to watch my darling woc give their love and devotion freely, only to be tertiary characters in their own story. like, imo, it should’ve been rose who flew straight into that cannon and tried to take it down for her sister. she should’ve been the one determined to take it down. and it should’ve been finn to save her and tell her they must find meaning in other things. finn definitely cares for her and in the last scene we have of him, he’s tending over rose and waiting for her to wake up BUT. will rose ever be number one for anyone, like the white girls, i wonder? eh, i’m probably just grumpy old aunt. she does get to have an internal world, she’s a believable human being, she matters. the thing is, white girls in these movies can bend their little finger and they’re considered worthy and complex. rose has to jump through hoops to be seen the same way. anyway.

- i liked poe dameron’s arc, which is “hey, maybe i should stop posturing and listen to women more lol” which is “learn when to retreat and stand down” but...honestly, you hire gorgeous oscar isaac who can give you real emotional weight and you just...kinda under-utilize him. yes, he did a lot of stuff, but he...didn’t take time to internalize it. this dude feels like he’s got a lot of demons and conflicting desires and a rich inner life, yet we only skim the surface of that. like, he’s aways in go-mode, we rarely get a quiet moment with him. like pls fix this, episode 9.

-luke’s reaction to han’s death is pfffffffffffff. maybe we’ll get more in a deleted scene?

- also....can we stop pussyfooting and legit talk about han as a dad? because they keep hinting he wasn’t a good one, nor a very good husband to leia. but...it’s very unsatisfying to keep hearing about it without good storytelling to back it up.

- the world-building & the origins of the first order. i had problems with this in TFA and, big surprise, i still have problems with it here. basically, why has the first order taken over the new republic? how did they gain support? were there remnants of the old empire that survived and thrived as the first order? what about the knights of ren? luke mentions kylo took some students with him when he destroyed the jedi temple, so....what about those guys? like, this very fraught and war-torn landscape doesn’t have a solid history. how did A become B? why is every corner of the galaxy oppressed? why are some planets thriving more? are they all arm-dealers??? i find that hard to believe. yeah, we have the expanded universe for that, we have books and comics etc. but i need these movies to give us a sense of their own universe. i’m...still not convinced.

-lolol, snoke dies like a bitch. and it’s so anticlimactic and duuuumb. dude, a five-year old coulda seen that coming but your ancient super powerful ass couldn’t? laaaame. he’s like “oh, yes, i sense no more conflict in you, kylo ren. just a deep certainty”. YES FOOL, because he’s decided to remove u, because he’s confident he wants rey, and not you, by his side. it was soooo lame. but i guess we had to remove him to make the audience think kylo was turning good for a second there.

-which reminds me... and you probably saw this coming, i hate the idea of “turning”. rey keeps talking about ben turning to the light. and this verb annoys me to no end. it’s made clear that they both already have a lot of light and darkness in each other. it’s about finding balance. where’s my grey jedi??? episode 9 pls????

Extra Reylo stuff i didn’t see mentioned which i adored:

- during their first force-bond moment when they sense each other, kylo ren runs out of the medical unit and into the corridor like a goddamn luckless teenager, expecting to see rey pop up in a prom dress. it’s precious. i love awkward!kylo. also rey tries to shoot him bc she thinks he’s actually there and kylo bends down, thinking he was shot. it’s a rly cool moment. and it doesn’t feel malicious like, he doesn’t expect anything less from her.

- there’s so much charged electricity between them and it’s not all sexual. it’s kinda mystical and i dig it. i’m weirdly reminded of xavier and magneto??? as in two enemies who have such a rich history and whose bond transcends human morality.

-OKAY. i saw no one talking about this but THAT GODDAMN SNOW WHITE SCENE. so rey decides she’s going to turn kylo to the light because that’s their one hope of defeating the first order etc. luke tries to stop her, but she’s like i’m going after my man. okay. she gets on the falcon, then she puts herself in this casket-like pod and AND. we get this lovely, breath-taking sequence of her arriving at the first order base, slipping gently into the hangar in her casket. and she’s def nervous. AND THEN. she looks up through the glass and there’s steam at first and through the steam we see kylo’s face, looking down at her wistfully. IT’S SO WEIRDLY FAIRY-TALE WTF. and then ofc the guards come in to shackle her. BUT JESUS. the prince looking into the casket to find snow-white WHAT ARE THESE AESTHETICS. it felt like a nod to the infamous scene in TFA where he carries her bridal style. it’s very fairy-tale-esque.

- i love that in the scene with the multiple reys, when she reaches through the mirror to see her parents, the shadowy figure who appears and touches her hand seems at first to be kylo and then she realizes it’s herself. i also love that she talks to kylo about that experience. GAH.

- i just rly loved that there was so much humanity in their interactions.

Reylo stuff which sort of bothered me/left me wanting more:

- like excuse u rian, during the praetorian guards fight, i needed more moments where kylo looks at rey and is worried for her sake. i needed that fight to be a bit more visceral and about the two of them and their survival. they do fight together and it’s great but then...they’re sort of separated and carry their own small battles (i did love how rey saved him with that lightsaber throw)

- the whole “you come from nothing, you are nothing.” yea yeah, he’s a dummy who doesnt know how to express his feelings, he’s mr. darcy x 1000 of faux pas. but i still think adam driver’s acting went a little much there. the way he delivered that line was a bit off for me. ofc, he follows it with “but not to me”, because he’s basically proposing to her, but i needed a bit more, an extra line from him confirming her importance. or maybe no extra line, but a bit more feeling. did i mention i love wrecked!kylo? the “please” killed me haha.

Final thoughts:

- enjoyed it more than i expected to, and it does operate with way more nuance than TFA but it stiiiill fell short with some characters. it didn’t have the weight of rogue one for me, but it’s more lighthearted and entertaining, which i appreciate, cuz it reminded me of my childhood. and ultimately, whether we like it or not, disney does operate on nostalgia. all in all, it’s a worthy star wars movie, 8/10. rian deserves an A-. (he also wrote this thing and whoaaa...i wonder how much more ambiguous and dark this movie woulda been if he’d been given full non-disney freedom)

#tlj #tlj spoilers #reylo #i also talk about other characters and plots but i'm a reylo person so ppl are gonna probably be annoyed if i tag the characters sigh #tlj review #my thoughts

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Rehabilitation: Standard Issues (9/?)

Side effects may include a loss of self-identity and individuality, frequent nightmares, questioning your own existence, severe mental trauma, constant panic attacks, spontaneous crying at random moments, and a strong desire to stay with loved ones at all cost. Co-written with @violetganache42. Takes place between Chapters 6 and 7 of Arc-V Aftermath.

"Whatever. I'm gonna go see what Yuya's up to. Hopefully it's a lot more interesting than snobby rich stuff."

Zarc left Yuto’s mind because his XYZ reincarnation hadn’t told Lulu about how he was still lingering around; heck, even he knows Ray has the same ability as he does now, only she can only do it with the Bracelet Girls. Not only that, but after spending the morning in the Obsidian residence, from the discussion of how wealthy people live their lives far differently than what he expected to Yuto’s amusing hair mishap, he needed someone else to talk to after witnessing this rich stuff fiasco. Hopefully, seeing what Yuya was up to can help concentrate on something else instead of this, especially because it’s not like the American cartoons he has seen.

As he whisked away from the city’s Heartland quarter, he traveled into the Paradise section where the morning was taking place; as of matter of fact, the morning rush was happening in all four corridors, with everyone busy with their own schedules for the day, so he wanted to see how Yuya was doing for today after attending the Faire. Unfortunately, as he entered into his mind, he was unaware—for a short time—of the fact his Pendulum reincarnation was in a pickle about something. What could he be so focused on that made him feel stressed, pressured, and unsure?

"Uh... Hi, Yuya?"

Even though he was awake, Yuya hasn’t gotten out of bed to have his mother’s pancakes for breakfast yet because he has been staring at his deck for a while, shuffling and scanning through his Performapals, his signature ace Odd-Eyes Pendulum Dragon, and the dragon’s current variations as his thoughts dragged him away into his own mental conscious…that is until Zarc’s arrival caused him to snap back into reality and jump up from his bed.

"Wow, you're awake and still in your pajamas? Something must be on your mind."

Yuya let out a groan as he stood up. "Morning Zarc," he said.

"So what's bothering you?"

"Oh, nothing," Yuya lied. "Just trying to figure out how these new Magician cards can work with my deck."

"Yeah, I'm not falling for that. You're technically a part of me, so I can tell you're upset about something."

"I told you, I'm fine," Yuya insisted. "It's not like I feel empty about the whole separation thing and I don't deserve to be a pro anymore." He let out an obviously fake laugh.

Zarc simply stood beside Yuya’s bed with his arms crossed, giving him an expression that clearly reads he wasn’t buying it, complete with an eyebrow raised upward. He knew what Yuya said was exactly what’s been bothering him: ever since Leo performed the blood separation, he has been feeling empty without his counterparts around and he feels like he isn’t an actual Pro Duelist because of that emptiness.

"You can drop the act. I know you miss the other dragons."

Yuya sighed sadly. "I became a pro thanks to Dark Rebellion, Clear Wing, and Starving Venom. But now..." He fanned out his Extra Deck. "...even their Odd-Eyes upgrades are gone. My deck feels incomplete."

"So you're short a few cards. Big deal. Can't you go to a card shop and get new ones?"

"It's not that simple," Yuya explained. "When I accepted myself as you, I felt complete. I finally discovered my dueling identity-"

"Yuya, please shut up for once. You're not me, you bozo! You're you! You have goofy circus pets in your deck instead of just mystical Magicians and Sorcerers! Heck, before I gave into peer pressure, my Dueltaining mimicked basic gymnastics. So basically, you are NOTHING like me!"

"But-" Yuya started to say.

"But nothing. I'll even help you get started. Take out your pendant and put it next to Tuning Magician."

"Why?" Yuya asked.

"Trust me on this one. You'll thank me later."

He shuffled through his cards and stopped when he found Tuning Magician somewhere in the middle of his deck. He pulled the card out and placed it in front of him before putting the rest of his cards on top of his bureau where his pendant rested. With his left hand, he grabbed onto the string that held the pendant and lied it down next to Tuning Magician to see if there would be some kind of reaction. So far, there seems to be no results from this and he was questioning exactly why Zarc wanted him to do this and if he knew what he was doing. Just then, the pendant started to glow blue-green, the same color that coincides with the Synchro Dimension, whether it was from Yugo when he Awakened, Rin, or the aura of the dimension itself.

"Wh-What's going on?!" Yuya asked.

"It's the true power of your pendant. It can transform any plain old monster card and unlock its hidden Pendulum abilities, kind of like when it gave Odd-Eyes, your first two Magician cards, and a good chunk of your Performapals much-needed Pendulum makeovers."

Yuya was left mesmerized by this small yet amazing performance. The green energy from the pendant synchronized with the Tuning Magician card and it began glowing the same color before changing it to light blue, the same color as the pendant. As the card glowed, energy ascended from the bottom of the card, unlocking Tuning Magician’s Pendulum abilities and transforming her into Harmonizing Magician, a Scale 8 Level 4 DARK Spellcaster-Type Pendulum-Tuner monster with 0 ATK and DEF. Her monster effects prohibit her from being special summoned from the Extra Deck and used as Fusion, Synchro, or XYZ Material unless all the Materials are Pendulum Magicians. Additionally, if she was Pendulum Summoned from the hand, a Pendulum Magician monster—except herself—can be special summoned in defense position with their effects negated and can be banished when it leaves the field, but this can be done only once per turn. Her newly awakened Pendulum effect allows her to give every monster Yuya controls 100 ATK and DEF for every face-up Pendulum Magician on the field.

Yuya was at a loss of words and his mouth was left ajar from what he witnessed. His pendant didn’t just awaken Tuning Magician’s Pendulum abilities like it did with most of his monsters… It caused her to undergo a metamorphosis! He wasn’t sure if this was actually her Pendulum counterpart and if she could switch between herself and Harmonizing Magician, much like how he and Zuzu switched between their dimensional counterparts when their souls all harbored an individually respective body.

"Zarc, was Tuning Magician originally one of your cards?" Yuya asked after he regained his voice.

"Nah, I never had that card in my deck. But I must say, that's a much better look for her. Maybe all that love and care you gave her caused her to evolve into that new form."

Yuya’s eyebrows rose up in epiphany because what Zarc said could be true. He picked up Harmonizing Magician’s card and was locked into a deep stare with it, reminiscing the monster’s past. Jack Atlas did find Tuning Magician when he was a child and wanted to return her to her original owner, but he could only do that by becoming a strong Duelist, which inspired him to take part in the Friendship Cup and become the Master of Faster and New Domino City’s Duel King. When he handed her to Sam, the latter interpreted his statement of her being more suitable for him as being a weak monster, which was why he gave that card to Yuya. Even if that wasn’t the actual interpretation of what Jack said, he was glad to incorporate her into his deck; with Harmonizing Magician, he might have to rethink his Synchro strategies a little.

He then heard a knock on the door and rose his head up to see who it was, only for him to greeted by Sora, who wanted to see what his adopted older brother was up to. There was no way they were going to miss out on Yoko’s pancakes for breakfast.

"Geez, you're still in your pajamas?" Sora asked. "What's up with you?"

"Sora, do you know any card shops?" Yuya asked in response, taking Zarc's advice of getting new cards.

"'Course I do," Sora answered. "Before this whole dimension war thing started, the Professor would treat his best students for a field trip to Domino City. One of the best hangout spots was Card Craze, a local card shop."

"That's perfect!" Yuya suddenly exclaimed as he rushed over to his closet. "Contact Zuzu while you're at it!"

"Well someone is unusually cheerful," Sora noticed.

Yuya started to rummage through his closet. "Why wouldn't I be?" he asked. "I need to come up with brand new strategies with new cards!"

"Oh, right," Sora remembered. "You're now a pro-"

"Who cares about that?" Yuya asked. "I'll talk to Declan about my new dueling status later." He took out a maroon t-shirt. "For now, it's time I regain my identity as an individual!"

Identity? Why would he focus on regaining his individuality instead of starting his new life as Pro Duelist? Sora pondered on why Yuya was concentrated on figuring himself out, but he didn’t mind it; as long as he gets to check out Card Craze, that’s fine with him. Now that he thought about it, he wondered if Zuzu wanted to join them, so he notified Yuya he’ll be downstairs, which was responded with an “okay” as he pulled out a pair of blue jeans, a white, short-sleeved hoodie with the hood and pockets bearing an orange hue, a plain black chocker, and his usual pair of sneakers. He knew having a different attire would help himself show his individuality during his personal mission.

After he got dressed, he ran towards the firepole and leapt towards it, holding onto it firmly with his right hand and his legs wrapped around it, leading to him sliding down to the first floor. Even before he landed on the floor, he could smell the essence of his mom’s pancakes coming from the kitchen and couldn’t wait to have some. What slowed him down, however, were some of the family’s pets greeting him, including En, Core, Kilo, and Watt.

"Good morning," Yuya cheerfully said as he knelt down to scratch En's belly as the corgi laid on his back. "It's great to see all of you!"

"Yuya, breakfast is ready!" Yoko called out from the kitchen.

"Coming!" Yuya replied as he stood to his full height.

He scurried into the dining room, with the pets following him from behind, where he saw Yusho and Sora already at the table and Yoko cooking some pancakes for them. Sora was just about done contacting Zuzu to see if she had any plans for today and if she wanted to come with him and Yuya to Card Craze.

Yuya sat next to Sora at the table and started helping himself to pancakes. "Uh, Yuya?" the Frightfur user asked. "I'm not sure Zuzu is coming."

"Mmm?" Yuya asked, already eating his breakfast.

"She said she hasn't been interested in dueling lately," Sora explained. "Ever since the separation procedure, she's been feeling indifferent about her Melodious cards. Almost like they feel foreign to her."

Yuya swallowed his mouthful of pancake. "What?!" he asked.

"That's what she just told me," Sora continued. "She wants to focus more on her dreams of being a music composer. In fact, she was apparently writing a new violin piece when I called her."

"I know that bit," Yuya recalled. "Ever since we were little, she has always dreamt of playing a grand symphony to everyone in the world."

Zuzu had always enjoyed orchestras and symphonies when she was a child, even before the grand opening of You Show Duel School. Just watching people play their assigned sheets of music depending on if they’re part of the woodwinds, brass, percussions, or strings group fascinated her because of how coordinated and well-timed each group member plays thanks to the conductor. She even did a well-researched essay on Tchaikovsky as part of a history assignment and gave a copy of it to her music teacher, so why would she not be interested in dueling anymore? Her Melodious monsters emphasize her love for orchestras, from their names referencing famous composers to their regal designs that resemble musical notes or musical-related objects.

"Wait, so she really has a violin?" Sora asked.

"Well yeah," Yuya confirmed. "She writes and performs her own original music. She's so good at performing that it's why she joined the school band."

"That's a relief," Sora remarked. "But I don't like how she apparently abandoned dueling."

"Me neither," Yuya agreed after swallowing another mouthful of pancake. "I hope she's feeling alright."

Meanwhile, at the Boyle residence, Zuzu adjusted a few sheets of paper with musical notes onto a stand to help her see what notes to play. She took a few steps away to pick up a small case from the floor and placed it on her bed, opening it up to reveal her violin and bow. Taking them out of the case and holding the violin in her left hand and the bow in her right, she walked back to her stand where her newest and original piece rested. She really was going to practice performing her song, and after everything that had happened up to the blood separation, this was the perfect opportunity to do so.

"'The Enchanting Nightingale'? Is this one of your original works?"

Zuzu raised her head up a little and had a subtle yet noticeable surprised look on her face. Standing in front of her was an apparition of her incarnation Ray, who was browsing through the sheet music; although Zuzu wasn’t expecting to have some company, this wasn’t the first time this has happened to her.

"...It is," Zuzu finally answered.

"I take it that you're surprised by my appearance."

"I am," Zuzu confirmed. "I thought you were spending the day in Rin's mind."

"I did earlier today, but ever since she and Yugo started dating, I thought it might be best to give them some privacy. So with Celina busy getting a school uniform for Paradise Prep and Lulu unaware of my presence, I figured I might as well hang out with you. So what's with this particular song?"

"It's something I wrote shortly after I was revived," Zuzu explained. "The song's story is about a guardian angel that takes the form of a little bird."

"So that stuff you told Sora is true? You're feeling a bit bothered because of me?"

"No!" Zuzu blurted out. She calmed down a bit. "Having you in my head is great, but that's not what's bothering me."

"Does it have to do with those special lessons with-"

"Shh!" Zuzu blurted out. "I want to surprise Yuya. He can't know about..." She took out two cards from her deck. "...this."

These two cards were Opheli the Melodious Operetta and Beetho the Melodious Songstress, which were both created by Declan. Having their cards based on Pendulumstatues White Flower and White Butterfly respectively, they’re both LIGHT Fairy-Type Pendulum monsters, but Opheli is a Scale 9 Level 4 monster with 400 ATK and DEF while Beetho is a Scale 1 Level 10 monster with 1000 ATK and DEF. They also have effects that work in a similar manner in different circumstances given the types of cards they’re specifically targeted towards: Beetho’s Pendulum effect gives all the Melodious Divas and Melodious Maestras that Zuzu controls 200 ATK once per turn and her monster effect permits her owner to add a Melodious Spell card from her deck to her hand if she was special summoned; likewise, Opheli’s Pendulum effect increases all the Melodious Choirs that Zuzu controls 200 ATK once per turn and her monster effect allows a Fusion Spell card to be added from the deck to the hand if she was special summoned.

"Ah, so you want to surprise your boyfriend with new summoning techniques."

Zuzu blushed heavily. "Yuya isn't my boyfriend," she denied. "He's just a friend with pretty eyes and very soft hair." But Ray let out a laugh in response.

"You can't hide your feelings from me. Lulu might have all my love and affection, but even I know you have a crush on Yuya Sakaki."

Ray was right; despite acting like the straight man in all of Yuya’s acts of buffoonery, Zuzu has developed a crush on him over the years. Even before and during their involvement in the Interdimensional War, she had shown evident signs of him harboring feelings for him, and overtime, he had soon realized his true emotions for her in his desperate mission to rescue her. Zuzu, however, tried her darnest to deny this obvious speculation despite knowing it was true.

"I don't have time to think about this," Zuzu said, attempting to change topics. She got into position for playing her violin. "I need to see if I got rusty after all these weeks."

As she held onto the violin, her fingers pressed down on specific areas of the strings and slid the bow across to create the sound of the first note. Its pitch was exactly how it was depicted on the first page of the sheet music. No problems so far. She then moved onto the next few notes, swiftly shifting her fingers to different places and sliding the bow back and forth, capturing the varying tones. So far, so good. She proceeded to go through the page to tackle all the notes in her musical number, only stopping to flip it to the back side to continue. This was admittedly a minor nitpick for Zuzu; she enjoyed playing the violin and writing all her compositions, but if there was one thing about practicing, it’s pausing in order to get to the next couple pages. It didn’t bother her back then, but she hasn’t played the violin in what felt like forever. Even though she has the techniques memorized, she wished she could practice “The Enchanting Nightingale” straight through without dealing with the hassle of turning the pages.

As Zuzu continued her violin practice, a voice interrupted her concentration. "Zuzu, Yuya and Sora are here!" Skip called out.

"Tell them I'm busy!" Zuzu replied, not breaking concentration from her music.

A few seconds later, Skip called out again. "They still want to speak to you!" he said.

"I told you, I'm busy!" Zuzu insisted.

Unfortunately for her, Yuya and Sora still went to her bedroom because they were worried about why she suddenly became disinterested in Duel Monsters after regaining her body. As for Zuzu, her predicament did involve dueling but not what her friends were thinking; she didn’t want to spoil her surprise for Yuya about her new Pendulum monsters and something else she has been practicing.

"Alright Zuzu, start talking!" Yuya demanded.

However, Zuzu didn't respond, wanting to concentrate on her music.

"Sora said you lost interest in Duel Monsters!" Yuya continued. "Is it because of Ray?"

"It has nothing to do with Ray," Zuzu replied as she continued her song.

"Does it have to do with that 'world symphony' Yuya mentioned?" Sora asked.

"If you mean my dreams of being a professional music composure, then yes," Zuzu answered. "It's more important to me than being a Dueltainer. I've been focusing on dueling for so long that I lost track of my true dream."

"What, so you're just gonna abandon dueling all together?" Yuya asked, starting to get annoyed.

"It's only temporary," Zuzu clarified. "I'll get back interested in dueling once I perfect my violin skills."

How long will that take exactly? Surely, she can’t spend so much time devoted to her dream career. She has already shown to be a great violinist during her time at Paradise Prep and she has easily managed the tasks of going to two schools, one for education and one for dueling, so if it wasn’t Ray that led her to abruptly stop dueling, then was it the war itself? Yuya’s irritation at the thought of her decision began to gradually boil; he does respect her dream for the future, but why would she do this to him? Sora spotted Yuya’s pacing change in emotion and stepped off to the side in worry while gesturing his head at Zuzu to have her see what’s going on.

Zuzu stopped practicing her song and carefully placed her violin on her bed. "Yuya...?" she asked, sounding concern.

"Please don't leave me..." Yuya begged, his eyes glowing red. "I beg of you, please don't leave me..."

Zuzu was surprised by the sudden mood swing. "I'm not going to leave you-"

"Do you even know what happened to me during the Interdimensional War?" Yuya interrupted. "When you faded in that green light...I lost control of myself." A desperate look appeared on his face. "I need to be with you, Zuzu Boyle. You complete me."

The green light… She knew this has recently become a trigger for them, but did it mentally hurt him that bad? Having her transferred into ARC-V against her will was the scariest thing that happened to him; it was even worse when all the dimension hopping in his dire rescue mission was nearly all for nothing because he was extremely close to losing her for good, especially when the Standard Dimension became the Pendulum Dimension. With everyone starting their new chapters of their lives, Yuya was hoping he would do the same thing with her. Now that she thought about it, she was certain this Card Craze place would have something that helps suit her surprise for him.

Zuzu let out a sigh of defeat. "Alright," she said. "If you really want me to come to Card Craze with you, I'll come." She started to put her violin and bow back in the case and her sheet music in a nearby folder.

"Great!" Yuya happily said, almost like his irritation never happened. "I've never been to this Card Craze place before, but Sora said it's a hangout spot for Duel Academy students."

"Just leave all the talking to me," Sora informed.

"How come?" Zuzu asked.

"Rumor had it that the store was once operated by the Rare Hunters, a group of rogue card thieves led by dueling cheat Keith Howard," Sora explained. "They kinda disappeared after the whole dimension crisis, but I suspect they're still hiding in Domino City."

"Rare Hunters...?" Yuya mused to himself.

Where did he hear that phrase before? He couldn’t help but ponder on who this group is because he felt like he should know who they are. Maybe in another life? That could be it because he could picture in his head what appeared to be Domino City but looked more like an actual Japanese city instead of the one he and his friends were used to. All around him were dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of Duelists battling each other and receiving these transparent cards with portions of a full picture called Locator Cards. Was some kind of tournament going on? From the look of things, it was, especially when kept hearing what the name of it was: Battle City.

From within his memories, his surroundings weren’t the only thing he remembers. He seemed to know what took place at the time because he just so happened to be one of the many Duelists taking part in Battle City, which was weird considering he only participated in only two tournaments. Maybe this was his alternate self? Who knows. He did perceive the fact he only attended because he wanted to stop the Rare Hunters and their leader from getting their hands on the three Egyptian God Cards. This was peculiar because the Rare Hunters appeared to be more of a larger threat than the ones Sora explained; they even had a different leader who went by the name Marik Ishtar. Although a handful of them are willing to do his bidding, he would brainwash or deceive others into joining him, such as a former stage magician who became sadistic and insane as he challenged the alternate Yuya on who was the true Dark Magician master.

"Uh, Yuya?" Sora asked. "You feeling alright?"

"Huh?" Yuya muttered, snapping back to reality. "Oh, I'm fine." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head, mussing up his fluffy hair in the process. "Let's just get to Card Craze already."

Sora led the way as Yuya and Zuzu went downstairs and out of the house to the nearest bus stop. According to the bus schedule that was displayed online through Sora’s Duel Disk, the earliest bus they can from Paradise to Domino will be arriving in less than ten minutes for its 10 AM departure. It was rather shocking that there were already buses that traveled through all four sections of the main city shortly after the Original Dimension returned; then again, this must be practice for them to get adapted to driving through a much bigger city.

A bus soon pulled up in front of the trio to pick them up and they all went through the open door; they then sat down in a few seats that were in between the front and middle portions of the bus before leaving the neighborhood. As the scenery transformed from Paradise’s modern city structures to Domino’s Venice-esque landscape, Yuya couldn’t shake off the feeling of this Arkana person he was suddenly “remembering.” This was his first time hearing about the Rare Hunters yet he felt like he has known about them for a long time; the ones Sora recalled sounded less notorious than their alternate selves, but nonetheless, they still weren’t to be treated lightly.

"Hey Sora, you mentioned someone named Keith Howard," Yuya recalled. "Who is he?"

"The biggest cheat in dueling history," Sora answered. "He cheated his way through professional tournaments, but his methods were usually overlooked. However, during the final round of the Intercontinental Championship tournament a few years ago, his opponent caught him pulling spare cards from underneath his wristbands, specifically countless 7 Completeds. He was instantly disqualified for not only sneaking in more cards despite the 40-card deck limit, but also having more than three copies of a single card. He was banned from taking part in future tournaments since then, officially earning the nickname 'the Bandit'."

"Is that why he joined the Rare Hunters?" Zuzu asked.

"He didn't just join the Rare Hunters," Sora continued. "Rumor has it he founded that group out of spite. Now he makes a living hunting Duelists for their rare cards."

That didn’t sound good at all yet he had a couple questions. If this was because Keith has so much spite against those that banned him, why was he searching for rare cards specifically? For that matter, how come no one in Domino has actually brought it up to the public? Was it because they view him and the Rare Hunters as a minor threat? Yuya just somehow could tell the danger they actually pose even though he has never interacted with them before.

"Alright passengers, we've arrived at Domino City, Building 134 in Block 75," the bus driver announced. "Remember to take all your belongings before leaving the bus."

Yuya turned his head from the window to where the bus driver was sitting, suddenly getting another feeling of déjà vu. Something about his voice sounded very familiar to him. Could it be? No, it couldn’t, Yuya thought. As he, Zuzu, and Sora got up from their seats, they all departed the bus through the door, where he caught a glimpse of what the driver looked like. He had spiky, black hair with a ponytail in the back and several thin strands on the front sides of his face and a smaller strand over his forehead. His eyes were a piercing emerald green and his skin was darker than a fair skin tone yet lighter than a tan one. What made him stand out to Yuya the most was his six-sided die earring on his left ear and his pendant he wore around his neck. Yuya slightly gasped at the person he saw, and right when he got off the bus, he was still in disbelief at the identity of the bus driver.

"Yuya?" Zuzu asked. "You alright? You seem to space out a lot today."

"I'm not sure..." Yuya admitted.

"Well we can worry about it later," Sora said. He cheerfully grinned. "Time to visit the old hangout spot!"

#Arc V Aftermath #Rehabilitation #yugioh arc v #Yuya Sakaki #Zuzu Boyle #Yuzu Hiragi #FruitShipping #Sora Perse #Sora Shiunin

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.:If YYB was an OTOME GAME:.

A/N: Here’s Miyu again losing her time with stupid thingies but hey, if we did make an otome game with this entire plot damn- I would def pay money for a game like that istg.

Also, this is a long ass post so gonna put a ‘read more’ thingie and yeah. Enjoy.

Genre: Mystery, Romance & Fantasy.

Routes: 20 routes (11 boys, 9 girls) [11 normal routes, 8 deep routes, 1 secret route] (3 ends per character)

Trailer song:

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Opening:

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Common route [General description]:

You’re a high-school student of the YYB High school; your grades are regular and you live every day of your life normally as you can. However, there’s something always off in your mind, as if you’ve forgotten something each year you’ve been there. Like usual, a new year started for you as this was your senior year but you noticed something different which you used to ignore all this time: The dream club.

Normal Routes

Girls:

[Aaricia Stoffels]

A second-year girl, who’s pretty mature for her age. However, she hides inside herself a joyful girl who can be as childish as she wants; she likes to discover new things and is ready to give a smile to anyone as well as is ready to hit anyone who wants to mess with her or her friends. In her necklace, there’s a big secret of her past and the reason as to why she’s still kind of reserved.

[Jennifer Hollows]

A kind of reserved second-year girl, her shyness is just too much and that’s why she tends to stay out of big groups and just watch over them in the distance. Despite all of this, her mind is quite strong and she’s not scared of anything, she has always a calming yet dangerous aura surrounding her.

[Elize Faith]

A first-year girl, she’s always kind and giving to the others. Showing a smile to strangers isn’t a problem for her and she lives every day of her life fully with high-spirits. What everyone doesn’t know is that she’s the step-daughter of the Faith family, a powerful lineage of rich people who want to gain more with their new heiress.

[Gene Park]

A second-year girl, she’s well known around the school, not because of her good grades but because she’s always messing around and making the principal go crazy. Her temperament isn’t easy to control, as she needs someone to help her stay calm, her family is the boss of the Faith Family and they’re in a pretty relationship. The question Gene always asked herself was... Who’s her real mom?

[Kiwi Kat]

Always full of energy and happiness, this second-year girl is a transfer student in YYB. Always having fun with her new friends, she never misses out anything fun and is ready to give memes to everyone. She’s said to have a long-distance relationship that still makes her kind of sensible. There are some rumors that said they saw her changing of form but everyone thinks that’s a lie.

Boys:

[Kim Taehyung]

He’s well-known for that boxy smile he always gives to everyone. He’s the guy with a deep ass voice and the soul of a child, innocence is his second name. He’s a second-year guy who worked hard to be where he is but he still regrets things that happened in the past.

[Jeon Jungkook]

He wrote “Meme” in his graduation report. He’s a first-year boy who tries to act cocky but it’s actually super scared of girls. He becomes a flustered mess and tends to act super shy, people say he’s a god when it comes to singing. Every time someone asks him about his past schools he just ditches the topic and changes to another one and no one knows what’s the reason behind that.

[Park Jimin]

People say there’s no one that can imitate his graceful moves. He’s a second-year guy who’s always following birdies and because of his kindness, they’re always following him as well. Inside though, he hides a weak guy who suffers from anxiety and is every day scared of breaking down.

[Jung Hoseok]

Known as “J-Hope” because he told everyone to call him like that, he’s a transfer student in his second year. The reason behind his beautiful smile that could literally kill the light of the sun is still a mystery for a long of people, he’s always happy and doesn’t show weakness. The main reason as to why he moved, however, is a mystery even for himself.

[Jung Tye]

This quiet and tsundere transfer student is always locking forward to ending school and just stay in his bed until the next day and repeat the cycle. Behind his mean words and sharp glares though, lies a soft guy who just sometimes doesn’t notice how scary words can sound on him. What’s the reason for him being this way?

[Kwon Valence]

This third-year transfer student shows all the qualifications to be considered the next genius of the world. His grades show he’s really intelligent, although it makes people around him confuse his real self. He’s just a normal guy like others with a high IQ that loves art, has his room in a mess and just tries his best every day. Students say he was blessed by God as he’s as lucky as his grades, but what they don’t know is what that lucky brings with it...

Deep Routes

Girls:

[Yoon Isa]

This girl who often shows an introvert side of her at first is actually a lovely girl with good sense of humor. Her friends love her and she has already made many even in her first year of being in YYB. She possesses a big strength inside of her body, enough to make her break a house in two just with a single punch and bring down big trees with a few kicks. Still, even with all that strength her heart is weak and suffers from a very difficult illness not even doctors could control. She still asks herself every day, what’s the real cause of her inhuman strength?

[Kim Aryaa]

Lifeless, almost like a puppet. Aryaa is on her second year in YYB, she never shows any interest in the world and often tends to stay out of big groups. She felts betrayed as if there’s something that’s missing on her and she still doesn’t know what is it. She started having strange dreams where she could see the past, the present and somehow the future; however, there’s always a missing part of her puzzle that she cannot really find out about: What are her true origins?

[EILEEN]

Darkness, an empty world without a single soul to help. She’s a third-year girl that actually no one knows, always hiding behind the doors of a certain club. She suffers from several headaches that could probably kill a normal human being but she’s used to having these even since she was a child. She has a harsh way of acting and reacting, always with a smirk on her face but never really showing any kind feelings in her eyes. Deep down, she wants to free her friend from all the chains that attach her to that school.

[MIYU]

There’s a girl that’s always helping everyone, that is always watching you without you noticing. Miyu is a third-year girl who seems to always be busy, always in her world and usually always there to prevent anything bad to happen. No one knows which one is her classroom as everyone sees her move around but never getting into any classrooms. For her, wishes are a must and she must fulfill everyone’s happiness so they could make true their wishes. She’s always there, for everyone, when there’s no one for her.

Boys:

[Kim Namjoon]

A smart guy in his second year, he was used to living his life just like any other student and was used to being called the “God of destruction” because of his silly movements. Namjoon has this strange mark around his body that he knows must mean something, but what can that mean? Even if he searches in his memories he cannot find the reason behind that mark, because it’s a story deeper than his own life.

[Kim Seokjin]

Everyone knew him well, he was the third-year student who was caring just like a mom and always wanted to look out for everyone. That changed somehow at the start of his senior year, the smiles he gave everyone weren’t the same they used to be and even if he acted all cheerfully there was a new aura surrounding him that screamed darkness and danger. He's getting lost and slowly losing himself.

[JAY]

This guy is a mystery, he didn’t introduce himself neither did the teachers. He just... Appeared, and the way he stares at you makes you notice he’s not thinking anything good. His words are cold, calculative and he has a dark objective as to why he’s in that school... And for that, he must break down everything.

[Min Yoongi]

A third-year student, he’s always laying around and just going at his own pace through life. Behind that guy who loves to be alone, lies a soft and gentle person who knows when he should talk and act and is actually extremely accurate in all the decisions he takes. There’s always a strong aura around him, like if he’s powerful enough to protect anyone.

SECRET ROUTE

“Somewhere in this world... In this universe or maybe another galaxy, we’ll meet again... And for that, I must finish my work. So we can meet again so we can be born again... So I can finally fulfill my promise.”

Common route ending:

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Deep route ending:

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Secret route ending:

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