#tbh some part of me just wants to leave them in the forest

[rinstaro]

Tbh I don’t have an idea for this one kore, but smth horny asf with my bb time or even wild cause I’ve been having a bit of a rough time

hope ur well and thank you!!

-💫

of course, anything for you dear. this took so long!!!! sorry i’ve been so dead lately, life is tryna whoop my ass. i was playing botw and changed into the barbarian set and…… yeah. you know how it “bolsters links fighting spirit”? in my head it just makes him a lot more feral so it makes him horny too. i hope you like it! and i hope you feel better soon! i promise that these rough times will pass 🌟

cw: he’s a little mean, doggy, forest sex, reader is implied to be shorter than him, slight predator/prey dynamics, y’all are just messing around… or are you? reader has a vagina no pronouns, not proofread <3

minors do not interact.

you played with wild’s stuff all the time. he didn’t mind so long as you didn’t hurt yourself. his swords, his bows, and especially his armor. no matter how many rupees he’d spend buying you whatever clothes you wanted, you were always fascinated with his instead.

his knights armor was heavy and sturdy. his climbing gear showed off his toned arms. his sheikah armor had you drooling.

the only set you hadn’t seen on him was the barbarian armor. you always wondered about the set. the headpiece was just a little scary, so you asked him what the armor was for when it covered so… little.

“it makes me a little more…. it’s easier to fight.”

he left it at that, but it made you curious. so it made him stronger, but you wanted to see that firsthand. you asked him if he’d put it on for you to which he shied away. “i don’t think you’d like it…”

you rolled your eyes, begging him to do it, just once. he eventually caved. when he did, you immediately realized why he was hesitant to show you his armor.

he looked fucking divine.

the way it exposed the best parts of him had you salivating. you circled him, trailing your gaze up and down his body. the tattoos that manifest on his torso and legs... you wanted to taste them for yourself. “i cannot believe you hid this from me,” you mumbled. you wrapped your arms around him, tracing his skin with your fingertips. you could hear his breath hitch as you teased him relentlessly.

suddenly he grabbed your wrists, looking at you with a hardened gaze.

“i’m not sure if we should… do that right now.”

you could tell wild was holding himself back, so you decided to kick it up a notch. you dropped to your knees in front of him, batting your eyelashes when he hisses. your hands trailed down to his thighs, nails scratching the skin ever so slightly. “come on, you don’t wanna have fun? at least let me– oh!”

the grip on your wrists tightened, and you were locked in place. your heated gaze met his, and you shuddered. he looked like he was about to eat you alive. wild’s nostrils flared as he stared down at you, seemingly trying to keep himself together. he slowly leaned down, eyes never leaving yours.

“sure, let’s have some fun.”

that’s how you ended up deep in the forest, heart racing and wild hot on your trail. this was harder than you thought, but it was definitely exciting. the deal he made you was simple. just a quick game of hide and seek.

“you get five minutes. if you win, you get your way. if i win, i get mine.”

you took off as soon as he uttered the word ‘run’, excited giggles ringing in his ears as he watched you. he waited til you were out of sight, and even gave you an extra minute. after counting, he started walking at a leisurely place in the direction you took off in, grinning to himself.

sure, this was a little unfair. you didn’t stand a chance against him without the set, let alone with it. but you didn’t need to know that. you wanted to have some fun, so he’ll entertain you. wild wondered how long you’d last when he finally got you under him.

you stopped to catch your breath, hands on your knees as you panted. surely this was far enough. you'd been running at full speed for a while, and you were sure at least 2 minutes had passed. you had to have gotten pretty far.

only moments later did you hear a loud “thud” from behind you. you spun around to be met with trees and shrubs, the silence making you uneasy. your eyes scanned the area only to find nothing. probably just some animal, right? even if it was, you weren’t gonna take the chance. you slowly backed away in the opposite direction of the noise, keeping an eye out for any movement.

when you turned back to run, you were met with the hard surface of someone’s chest. you groaned, rubbing your nose before your eyes widened at the sight of your boyfriend.

“i win, right?”

you opened your mouth to protest, quickly being cut off by him gripping your chin. his hold was gentle but the look in his eyes was anything but. “l-link?” he wore a twisted little grin, as if he’d just caught his first meal in days.

“so we’re doing this my way. i’ll still give you one choice. do you want it here, or do you want me to chase you back home?” your knees buckled at his words, your mind reeling. you couldn’t even begin to speak, sputtering out nothing but nonsense. wild huffed, grabbing your wrists and pinning you face first to the nearest tree. he pinned your arms on the side of you and spoke, “don’t move.” you nodded hastily.

“you know you look really cute when you run? it was hard not to take you right there. the wait was worth it, though,” he grinned. his fingers traced your spine, his hunger only growing as he watched you shiver.

wild placed a hand over your eyes and started trailing love bites down your neck. you whined. the bites felt hard enough to leave marks, yet you could still tell he was holding back. you pushed your ass back against him, trying to rile him up.

your boyfriend growled, suddenly biting down harshly on your neck. you whimpered loudly as your arms twitched with the need to move, which didn't go unnoticed.

"look at you, still trying to be a good pet. ah, its a little late though. you've already pushed me to my limit," he snarled, landing a smack to your ass. he watched the flesh jiggle, humming contentedly. without warning, your bottoms were ripped from you and thrown to the ground. the roles were now swapped, wild on his knees before you- well, behind you.

you felt him part your folds with his thumbs, watching your sex drip with arousal. you squealed at your sudden nudity, arms reaching back to grab him. he quickly put a stop to that, grabbing both wrists in one hand. "on the tree. don't interrupt me."

you obeyed his orders, bringing your arms back to yourself and placing them on the tree. once he was satisfied with your position, he gave no warning before licking a long stripe up your cunt. you moaned shakily, the pleasure between your legs making you tremble. wild hummed, tongue swiping across your clit at a rapid pace.

he ate you like a man starved, your position not allowing you any room to squirm. you moaned his name over and over, and it only seemed to make him more ravenous. a mix of spit and slick dripped down his chin while his nails dug into your thighs. he'd been waiting for this for far too long. "l-link, im gonna- keep going, please!"

your boyfriend wasn't listening to your whines, tongue fucking you until your eyes crossed. he was doing this for him.

only a couple moments later did you gush all over his face, legs shaking in his grasp. wild didn't stop even when you whimpered for him to slow down. he made sure you were licked clean before pulling away from your cunt.

"b-babe what- oh!"

you weren't sure when he undid his belt, but you felt the head of his cock push against your folds.

"you always taste fucking amazing. be sure to give me another taste later," he whispered in your ear. his buttercup blonde hair tickled your shoulder as he leaned over you. "that wasn't loud enough for me, though. maybe i just need to be a little rougher, then you'll scream for me right?"

without another word, he pushed his cock into your cunt making your eyes roll back into your head. it took no time for you to adjust to his size, and he took no time in starting up a mean pace. the sound of his hips slamming into yours rang in your ears, every pleasurable thrusts making your head spin. one hand left your hips to grab your hair, tugging slightly. you winced, the pain sending heat right to your cunt.

"oh, you like that? squeezing me so hard— so cute, baby, thinking you could beat me," he groaned. you could only respond with loud moans, your brain turned to mush. "sound so pretty, gonna cum?" you nodded frantically in response, begging for him to keep going. he watched your cunt suck him in, your ass jiggling with every mean thrust.

"p-please, feels good!" your words slurred together, drool beginning to drip from your chin. it was too much and yet you wanted more. he was hitting your g spot with every thrust, his balls slapped against your clit, and you couldn't imagine a better way for this game of yours to end. you heard him snarl before he picked up his pace.

"f-fuck! 'm my god yes!" a few more thrusts and you were spasming in between him and the tree. wild stopped his movements, relishing in the feeling of your cunt squeezing around him. he chucked to himself as he watched you writhe. he suddenly frowned, realizing he hadn't been able to see your face when you came. oh, well. he'll just make you cum again.

wild pulled out, turning you around and staring you in the eyes. he then watched as your chest rose and fell, mouth hung open as you tried to catch your breath. the ferocity that was temporarily sated was now rising again.

you yelped in surprise when he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. your back rested against the tree as you furrowed your brows in confusion. "b-babe?"

"you're so gorgeous. how many times do you think i could fuck you til your legs gave out?" he questioned casually, a dark smile on his face. your legs clenched against him, hands coming to rest on his shoulders while he held you up by your thighs. you swallowed thickly, unable to answer. "hm? three? four? or more than that? well, i guess we'll see..."

wild never broke eye contact as he slipped his cock back into you, not even giving you a moment before fucking you at a savage pace. your back arched against the tree as you squirmed in his grasp. he pounded himself deeper into your cunt, his growls getting louder and your vision beginning to turn white. he was too much, fucking you so mercilessly and yet you couldn't bring yourself to want to stop. is this what he meant? he thought you wouldn't like this?

"l-link!"

"hm?" he answered, never faltering in his pace.

"harder!" your boyfriend's eyes widened slightly in surprise before he huffed in disbelief. you just continued to surprise him. he adjusted his grip on your thighs, leaning in so that you two were nose to nose.

"i've always wanted to see how much you could take."

[monpalace]

what are the wolf thoughts. sharing is caring.

the thoughts were this,,,, and dilf twi,,,,, combined,,,, so tbh i dont think i really need to say anything for legal reasons 😁 so instead have my very incoherent thoughts on semi-feral (furry)! protective (territorial)! twi‼️

content warning/s.. this is me rambling. written with afab/fem reader in mind (BUT i think i kept it vague, so its more of a gn reader), possessiveness/territorial nonsense, not written with linked universe in mind, y'all remember the citrus scale? i do. (ending dips into lime territory)

i like to imagine that link kept some of his more inhumane traits after the events of twilight princess were all said and done. whether it be a parting gift from the twilight, or a side effect that came along with being a wolf, link never did enough investigating to find out what stayed, what left, or why.

his nose was better, so he could catch whenever a crop was bound to rot or flourish, so good for his stomach.

his eyes were better, so he could catch whenever the kids were making a fuss about something, so good for his mental well-being.

his ears were better, so he could hear whenever his herd were riling themselves up from the other side of the village, so good for his pockets.

all-in-all, he didn't really care to get rid of the side effects if they were going to be such a benefit to his work life— and even better for his personal and love life.

alongside rotting crops and his own post-work stench (yes, he is very self-ware, kudos to midna), link can smell a change you. whether it be a change in your emotions (pheromones were a tricky thing) or wherever you had wandered off after a particularly bad disagreement between the two of you— as rare as that was.

(he's been more ill-tempered as of late. seldom to you, more often to the adult villagers. always over something stupid like to little on an order of food and winter clothes not being thick enough.)

(something, something, the wolf has yet to fully leave him behaviorally, he guesses.)

it was a particularly bad spell between the two of you. link doesn't even remember what it was about and he wasn't keen on doing so. it was late and all he wanted was to apologize so you would return home, he could take being kicked to the couch if it meant you were in the vicinity.

his nose leads him to a darker part of the forest. the trees felt like they moved everytime you turned your back to them, working with the monsters to further trap you inside the woods.

bulbins always had a nasty smell; especially when it muddled and ruined yours.

it's a blur to link, really. it was like he was black out drunk, except rather than alcohol, something else ran through his veins.

there's the catching of your scent, the sprint to the forest, the blackout, and then there's you.

(you. you. you. youyouyouyouyouyouyouyouperfectyouwonderfulyouthereasonhestillbreathesyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyouyou—)

you're staring up at him with those big doe eyes of yours when he feels some semblance of himself again. he feels less like an animal and more like a person when he sees the way you're sitting against the tree, trembling, but not from fear.

he wipes away the stray bulbin blood as he checks you over for injuries, biting back gags of disgust and the urge to clean you then and there (mark. bite. claim. mark, bite, claim. matematematematemate—).

the way he feels is visceral when he sees your bruising skin, scrapes, and gashes.

it's suffocating when he pulls you into his arms, his tight grip making it hard to take a comfortable exhale. his face is buried against the side of your neck, a spot he's been more and more keen on paying attention to since he's returned home from his adventure.

his breathing grows heavy as he finally drops from his squat to kneel before you, hands traveling wherever they can reach after they pull you into his lap. they're heavy and would be overwhelming if you weren't used to the behavior.

his teeth make an appearance just as his hands make a dive beneath your clothes. he nips and nibbles the expanse of your skin while his hands squeeze whatever handfuls of flesh he's able to reach, the warmth and give of it working to further ground him.

(you were here, with him. alive. you loved him. you wouldn't be letting him handle you like this if you didn't love him. all he wanted was you. his spouse. his better half. the flame to his melting candle. the furnace that kept his home warm.)

(his mate.)

"link," you call when his nips turns into full on biting-and-sucking while his squeeze evolve into gropes and— goddesses, your voice is so angelic when you speak, he stops everything to stare up at you. the blues of his eyes barely visible with the way his pupils expand.

"i want to go home."

and home is where he takes you, hands gripping your thighs as he locks your legs around his hips and carries you home, lips pressing kisses to that spot on your neck that he can't get enough of, canines occasionally reintroducing themselves when he starts to feel greedy again.

[prettypei]

plot: Disney movies…but you guys are the mc and love interest; fluff!

reader: fem! Reader, Black! Fem! In nanami’s part

characters: gojo (x elsa reader), yuji (x rapunzel reader), yuuta (x belle Reader), nanami (x tiana reader)

warnings: just me and my weird ass mind, mention of killings

(a/n): THIS IS HOW THE JJK FANDOM COPES WITH SHIBUYA. Some of these apply to the princess canon storyline, some of these do not 👍

✰GOJO

I kinda see a enemies to lovers with him tbh

like he would be so mad that he can’t make snow

and you would be mad that he has infinity so you can’t attack him

basically you n him met bc he was sent to your ice castle to attack you cuz you were causing arendelle a lot of problems… and the village was really mad at you so they called the higher ups to send gojo over

and gojo was shopping and everything in arendelle ☠️☠️ and he met a lotta children there so he asked them if they were close with you and they replied yeah so he told them what you’d done and the children were like “no!!, (name) would never do that :((“ and that made him guilty for slacking off so off he went!

he’s not too worried about you so he walked up the mountain, he didn’t wanna teleport cuz he just wanted to take the longest time possible (he’s mean that way)

Gojo also meets Olaf on the way and they have the STUPIDIEST CONVOS EVER.

anws he pulls up to see your castle and he’s like “woah who’s sweet crib danggg”

and then he breaks down the ice door with red

and then he screams “where the baddies at?”

you rush out to see a weird ass man holding Olaf in his hands

so you’re pretty sure this man has kidnapped Olaf

you shoot icicles at him, he dodges

and this continues for an hour or so, until you’re tired so you just ask him to leave

but then he’s like “teach me to make ice girl”

and you (try) to teach him, but you just wanted to make him look stupid and you just laugh at him

gojos heart skips a beat when you laugh…IS THIS A CRUSH??!!!!!! 🐺‼️‼️🤐🗣️🗣️

you guys sit down and talk a lil

and he learns that you were treated as a prodigy as a child and he’s like “girl…me too!!!!”

you two really connect…and then Gojo remembers why he’s here ☠️

he explains the whole “everlasting snow” thig and you feel super guilty

so he teleports with you… as he holds you in his hands bridal style 🤫

you both arrive and the snow has cleared due to “Gojo healing a broken heart 🥺🥺🥺” corny!!!! You two get married Happy Ending

✰YUJI

you guys would be sunshine x sunshine ☹️☹️

ITS SO ADORABLE

Anws y’all met when yuji was like bored after a mission and wandering around the forest where the mission happened

then he feels a HUGE amount of cursed energy behind some vines

he then goes through them to find you tower and he’s awestruck cuz the cursed energy is OVERFLOWING.

and basically he tries to run up the tower??? But he can’t he’s so stupid n silly

and you hear this goofy mf trying and you thought it was mother gothel so you let you hair down

and YOU KNOW WHAT HE DOES????

HE PUTS IT IN HIS MOUTH. AND HE LICKS IT.

you’re extremely grossed out…but eventually he finds out that “oh wait I have to climb the hair”

so then he goes up and he’s knocked out by a pan 😭

he wakes up to find himself tied in hair and he tries to punch though the hair or cut it but it’s too tight

you interrogate him and he explains that he just felt a lotta cursed energy and he thought it was a monster, he then asks if it was because of your stress or sth

you admit that you were under a lot of pressure due to mother gothel always locking you in

he sees a couple curses spawning from this and he points this out, saying that you could just leave if you wanted to

But you say that it’s your mom and he replies with “family wouldn’t control you like that”

man’s then you do the scene where he promises to take you to see the lights blah blah blah

and he acts the boat scene 🥺 ITS SO CUTE

it was at that moment when he realized he’d fallen for u

✰YUUTA

I think that yuuta is kinda like the beast cuz he’s got Rika right? And he’s actually just a nice lil guy BEHIND the monster

anyways when you stumbled upon his lil castle and oooo Rika was REAL mad

she literally k!lls everyone who gets close to “her prince”

which causes yuuta to isolate him from the world cuz he doesn’t want to hurt anyone anymore

but that just caused Rika to get stronger due to his depressive state

anws Rika kidnapped your dad cuz he plucked one of the roses in yuutas garden

and you are here to save him!!!!

you and yuuta communicate through Rika cuz she doesn’t want you “to fall for him”

and she only lets you stay cuz yuuta commanded her not to hurt you and she then tells yuuta about kidnapping your dad

so he asks you to stay to “heal his heart” and he’ll let your dad go

and you agree. For your dear ol pa

you”re exploring the palace and you see a garden with a rose in it and you try to touch it but oh looky here! Rika tries to kill you again for touching it!

you learn from the pots and pans that yuuta’s room is right across yours so you slip letters under his door day and night

and slowly he starts getting better and he passes notes with you as the days go by (Rika doesn’t know ofc. Or she’d be PISSED.)

BUT THEN YOUR DEAR OL PA BRINGS THE WHOLE VILLAGE WITH HIM TO KILL YUUTA 😡😡

and then Rika goes all ape shit and tries to kill everyone from the village

and then yuuta comes out of his room to stop her

and then he kisses you and Rika vanishes :3 yay

happily ever after

✰NANAMI

I like this ship actually

nanami’s abroad to exorcise cursed spirits and he meets YOU. At a restaurant as a waitress

and he doesn’t think of ya much at first but your charming smile and dimples… MAN HES WHIPPED. (I am too) 🤧🤧

and you’re really nice too cuz you are a really good cook and you wanna serve him some of your own recipes in secret (cuz your boss would flip)

and he THINKS ITS SO GOOD!!!!! He actually wants more but he’s a lil shy

anyways you two meet again…but this time nanami’s a frog. He wasn’t careful enough and got turned into one by a cursed technique

and he’s frantic, asking you to kiss him cuz he thought that he could just be kissed by a random person and turn back…and then you turn into a frog :)

he has to get kissed by a princess btw

and you two find mama odie and act out your lil love story as frogs <3 and you stay like that forever

jk, you turn back to human as he kisses you at midnight

and you get to have your own restaurant and he’s so supportive of you!!!!!

But you sometimes overwork yourself a little and he doesn’t want that (even though he sometimes does it too) so you two try to spend more of your time together and it works!

he actually quits the jujutsu world cuz of you. he doesn’t want to get hurt and to see you get sad 😭

[krewekreep]

After the Night: Chapter 3 (Flashback)

1.5K Words. Alucard X OC!Reader. Reader is non binary with a femme body. AU but contains lore from Castlevania & Castlevania: Nocturne. Takes place during the last episode and goes from there…

Angst, Estranged Lovers AU, Soulmate AU, Alucard is a reclusive, flirtatious snarky brat. Not 18+ yet but following chapters may and will be properly tagged as such. Soundtrack: Glass Animals - Hooves (just for the vibes tbh.)

“Alucard?” You burst outside into the garden, head thrown side to side looking for him. “Alucard!!” You ran about without any sight of him. Did he go to Town? Or did he just take one of those silent man strolls he was prone to doing randomly? You were stunned, confused, you needed to know if this was true.

“You’re about to make me lose my fucking mind…” you growled, your shoulders bunching in animalistic agitation. A letter arrived, a very disheveled letter of warm love and missing of Alucard. How whoever this was missed his kind countenance and thought of their old days traveling. How soon they would be in the area and hoped to see him again, acknowledging he had every right to deny them if he so chose to…since they seemingly left without regard for him. You whip your head to see him breaking through bushes of the forest nearing you.

“Ah,” he said. “Apologies, I was around back and had walked to the river to read. I heard you calling…” in his hand was a massive, beautiful ornate collection of the Divine Comedy, ever the lover of drama to the highest degree. “You sound bothered…” he was worried. He heard from when you began stomping inside to the hard push and whack of the doors opening.

“Yeah, as hell I am!” You were angry. Your eyes staring into him. He didn’t know whether to inquire more…or disappear. Already accustomed but weary of your casual ferocity. “Who the FUCK are Sypha…” which you said mockingly, “and Tretor?! Trevor?” He was absolutely dumbfounded. How did you know about them? Did they show up? Were they here? His heart beat sped up, thumping loudly. Your keen ears caught it, lowering your possessive gaze to leer at him. While you two have not consummated anything, you ended up staying a day, a few more days, then weeks.

Now you could say it was about a month and a half since he decided you weren’t a bother enough to send into the night. This was uncharacteristic of you, somewhat scary to him. He could only muddle his own mind over his yearning for them, how you even knew of them, and why you are so damn upset about it? He wanted to set his hand against your chest to calm you. He would not let them hurt you. He would not suddenly quick you out. He thought you afraid of being abandoned, a soft sweet truly considerate thought.

“Why the Fuck,” you pull out a bunched up and admittedly clawed couple page letter. His heart sank. Was that from them? Why was it in your hands? When did it arrive? What does it say??? Really Trevor and Sypha? His heart yearned soon becoming angered. “You read my correspondence without permission?” There was some heat in his tone. That which you did not appreciate. “I sure fucking did!” Why were you so angry? You had no right. You were nothing more than someone overstaying their welcome. You be well aware you not comparable enough to question him or insult them. He was tired of you for the day.

“Give me that,” he went to snatch the letter from you but you retreated, angrily jumping away from him. “They miss you. They care about you…,” now you were being mean. “Oh how they love you…but alone you are and alone you’ve been…” it was not your place, you wanted to shut up. But how could he care? How could he get mad at you when you could see through this bullshit a mile away. “You call me a swindler?? What in the hell would you consider this!!!” You were absolutely screaming at him now. Thumbing through the pages remembering an especially enraging part. Your voice again mocking the sincerity of the authors. “Oh how we were ignorant to leave you so alone. It is with deep regret we were so selfish and did not consider you.” He wanted to snatch the pages from you as rough as needed. Only he understands…that they mean it. They have to mean it. They are the truest, most loving people he’s ever met. Not their fault he just…didn’t fit into their plans. No, at all costs you would not besmirch them.

He walked down on you easily. You soon reclining back guarding the papers to your chest. You looked to a scowl that while abhorrent was nothing…you knew he didn’t have it in him to really manhandle you. But to your surprise you were grabbed roughly and brought close to his displeased grimace by the ruff of your blouse. You wanted to bite him, bite at him. This was unlike any other spat the two of you had. Both seething mere inches from each other’s face. How upset you were he was upset you were upset simply trying to protect him! How you overheard him talking to handmade dolls or to no one at all, full blown conversations where he’d reply on the others behalf! Your eyes began to water, you closed them snatching away from his grasp and rubbing them quickly. “Are they…the dolls you talk to?”

Alucard…was flabbergasted. He ashamed and caught…exposed and disgusted. He didn’t know how lonely he opens was. He thought he hid it well. He thought… “No, they are not.” He knew you didn’t believe him. He knew you knew better. When he hastily would put them away as you’d enter the library, long after you caught him talking for hours. How you began to interrupt him—join him with the express purpose of being a real person to he could communicate with. So he understands…he could talk to you…even if he didn’t and just sat in silence. Your presence was felt…and he was grateful. But it took time. Every time you interrupt him he felt caught and confused. If you only had needed food, a place to rest, clothes…why did you follow him around? You didn’t follow him…but you did keep up with his whereabouts as often as possible.

You curious of him. Admittedly saddened on his behalf by his decayed social state. How his unnecessarily upset introduction and continued short temper made all the more sense. How you could lay off of him, just a bit, cause some days his head was heavier than others. Some days he wouldn’t look up from the ground. And others you couldn’t get him to look away from the sky. Always somewhere else…when you were right there next to him, open and willing if he just looked at you instead of everywhere, everything else. “Is it true? Are they the dolls, Alucard.”

“You have no right to ask.”

“I do not. But that’s why I push the matter. You characterize me as sneaky and always lurking about! I do nothing of the sort…and how!!! How of this? Had they not done the same? Have they not known the same warmth of your kindness? Did I leave the minute I got what I wanted? Did I?!” You lamented with the tears finally falling. What you didn’t know is they hadn’t left as soon as they got what they wanted. He sincerely understood you even if he didn’t agree with how intense you were about it. You just didn’t know them…but…he evidently had hurt your feelings by treating you with a close contempt. How he hadn’t considered his own hypocrisy allowing you to stay here, attempting to make nice, while he acted as if you were a bother. Knowing he wasn’t bothered by you at all…just…thrown off.

You didn’t know what they all had gone through. You didn’t know they saved your life and plenty others. World Savers. You didn’t know how ungrateful and insulting you sounded. You just sounded extremely overly protective, possessive, offended, excluded. “How could anyone…abandon someone like you .” You cried into your arm, shielding yourself from his now guilty eyes.

“Please…” he reached for you, much gentler, much closer to who he really was. But you turned away. “Here,” you threw the papers in the air. “You want to eat up that crap? Go right ahead.” Turning on your heels heading towards the castle entrance. He leapt for them, somewhat embarrassed at his eagerness. You scoffed unamused, “and by the date it was signed…they’ll be here tonight or late morning. I’ll be gone. I do not plan to speak, play nice, or even thank whoever they are. I hate them.” How childish of you. He knew you didn’t mean that. There was no real way to hate anyone you didn’t know. But your hurt feelings, and the failure of just demanding he acknowledged you…burning a hole into your chest. You stormed inside without another word, muffling your crying. He heard you until you must’ve ascended the stairs deep into the foyer towards the bedroom you chose. Then, with the clawed, crumpled papers in his clutched hands, he read and read and read. His heart racing. He didn’t think you actually were planning to leave. Or that he couldn’t make up to you somehow. Yet, you faded into the back of his mind, the exact thing you didn’t want as he hurried to ready himself and the manor for his long waited guests.

Next couple chapters may will be continued flashback. Smut + Action. We cooking with grease, now.

(Only tagging who have liked both published chapters, thank y’all! Otherwise please comment cause I will not add all them people over and over again…💕) taglist: @grimmbunniee @clevereclipsecloudcop @lifefullof-depression @nicolls187 @kindadolly @kkeidawrites @catarsis96

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With Aegon's dream as well, I think he also used the dream to justify a conquest as some sort of heroic quest in his mind when his want for power was definitely part of it as well.

Yea. Imo what makes the prophecy such a cool addition to the books is that we now have something that seemingly gives the Targaryens a "divine" mandate of sorts. With this prophecy, they now have a noble calling. Fate dictates that they serve a higher purpose, them and their dragons. It instils in them a sense of noblesse oblige I'd imagine. They're the heroes, and as heroes they have a duty to the realm. But just because they're chosen ones doesn't mean they're the only ones. Far from it. Even now, with two Targaryens being central to the conflict, there still exists one Bran Stark whose magic is decidedly NOT Valyrian, but he is just as central to this story if not more so. Even Jon Snow, the last of the Targaryen heirs, uses First Men magic. Not to mention that there are so many people (i.e., the Night's Watch) who have no magical destiny, but they see a duty to the realm just the same. Don't they matter too?

Aegon's actions, or lack thereof, speak to a certain human fallacy in placing any one person as the supreme hero in this story. Because it's not until Alyssane that the Targaryens even paid attention to the Watch, an entity whose entire existence is to stop the Others/Winter. Why didn't Aegon himself do anything? Why didn't he leave instructions for his future descendants to help the Watch either? Did he think that the three conquerors and their dragons would be enough? But that would be so silly because there's no record that they held any extensive tours of the north/the Wall to try and understand what threat they were facing. The winter that brings the Others is magical, and there's the chance that dragons will have a very hard time even flying to begin with. So imagine not strengthening the front line to hold until you get there? Who knows how long the dragons would take to even get to the Wall in the first place.

We really don't know anything so it's all just speculation atp. But regardless, his actions do come off as being rather egoistic. The Watch is the first line of defense. And if the Wall falls, Winterfell is the next front line. Why didn't they even bother to strengthen Winterfell? Maybe I've read too many Wuxia stories but it's always kind of funny how a good emperor is often characterized as one who fully and wholeheartedly supports the general in charge of his front line with troops, money, and other resources. That general in this case is the Lord of Winterfell/Warden of the North. Why he did nothing to bring the Starks into the fold before Rhaegar and Lyanna is beyond me; but to Jace's credit, he did try. But imagine. Aegon didn't look north to Winterfell, but instead looked south to Dorne. You have to laugh.

Aegon reminds me of Azor Ahai tbh - or what we're told of him. It's the story of one singular hero who sacrifices someone else and gets to go down in history as the guy who defeated the enemy. Except it's so diametrically opposed to actual Westerosi legends of who ended the Long Night: legends of the last hero and the NW tell stories of a team effort, with no singular person being exalted as the one responsible for the Others' defeat. Even with the last hero, the children of the forest are the key to success.

But at the end of the day, Aegon's legacy as the conqueror will have good and bad in it. Did he have a huge ego? Sure. Did his silly chair do way more harm than good in the long run? Definitely. BUT, hundreds of years later, it's his descendant who is emboldened as a king of a united realm to go north and do his duty. Stannis is acting as the Protector of the Realm, the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, legacies left by Aegon. Jon Snow, the last of Aegon's heirs in Westeros, wants to save all men. All of Aegon's kingdom. And I'm not saying that Jon wouldn't want to save humanity if the kingdoms were split up, but it's a lot easier to conceptualize duty when you have one unified people to think about. And it will be Daenerys, Aegon the Conqueror come again, who understands that a queen belongs to all people. Which may not have landed as much had Aegon not conquered and united Westeros under one king to begin with.

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GN!Reader X Ezra-Yandere Bully OC

🚬Ezra Masterlist

Theme: Someone with equal status stands up for you.

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: GN!Reader, No body descriptions for reader, Yandere, bullying of reader, violence against reader, names against reader(freak), brief hand job on reader, asphyxiation,

status: not dating (but real close)

Sorry these asks have taken so unusually long!!! I’ve been re writing them all…. hopefully it’s still satisfactory! plot twist on that ask XD DW, there’ll be at least 1 more post for this prompt!(probs more tbh)

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“Come on Freak”

“No, Ezra.” You’re upset today, anything from anyone is just too freaking much. And Ezra? Oh fuck that guy.

“No?” He scoffs, and closes the distance between you. His hand latches onto the side of your neck, thumb pressing on your jaw and squishing your face. Your head hits the wall when he backs you up against it

A punch to the cement wall right next to your face startles you and you try to cover your face, a small shriek leaves without your permission.

“Come with me. Now, freak.”

“I don’t want to.”

The hand on your jaw roughly slides down the front of your torso, traveling down to your pants, where he unbuttons them, and rushes in. His other hand stays against the wall to keep you locked under his body. “oh really? We can always bang in front of the whole campus.” Just his shoulders shrug. “‘s’if I care”

His hand moves expertly against you, tweaking and thumbing you just right.

Underneath the smell of smoke that stains him, his natural scent comes through in these close and more laid back moments. It’s intoxicating and you can’t help a deep inhale into his hair. You grind against his palm, but still try to push him away. He smells like a fresh forest in the morning. Covered in dew, and blissfully still, crisp and clean…

You want him now, but you’re still so mad from whatever happened earlier.

Ezra’s hands are around your throat, Your vision is blacking out and you’re so scared, you never know what he’s going to do to you. He’s squeezing you tighter and tighter, and his hand moves with more and more pressure, an almost painful amount. “‘s—too—muchh…” You rasp out.

His lips part as they hover over yours, almost touching when—

“HUNFFFF” Suddenly Ezra gets knocked off of you by some man that’s just as tall as him, kicking him in his side. He recovers fine, it seems Ezra was mostly just startled.

The man stands between you and Ezra now.

“Heel, Freak.” Ezra’s lighting up a cig, looking bored of this already, as he calls you over to him.

“No.” You step forward.

The guy motions as if to say, “stay behind me”

“No!” You shout, and stand taller between both mountains, even in their shadows, they only see you right now.

“You think because you can try and act like youre a big dog you can play with the big dogs?” he scoffs, “you’re still just a little pup beneath us. Threateningly he approaches you, as your eyes try to stay trained to his, they can’t help but wander to that burning ember between his slender, bloody-bandage wrapped fingers. You shudder with vivid and painful memories of those same embers against your skin.

You don’t shrink back, though your eyes are betraying you, Ezra still smirks back. Unlike before, this time his smile holds no hostility, in fact, it’s betraying him by showing his pride.

You try and contain your own smile, for fear of ruining this monumental moment with him.

Take a deep breath in.

and let it out.

AN:! I hope you didn’t expect that it’d be YOU defending you in one of them!!!!

[crushedsweets]

Maybe some creeps stick around because slender wants to give demons reasonsss to stay. Like for example, more creeps means more people to keep ghosts entertained, means more friends, means no need to leave?

Helen could stay cos yk food, roof over his head, judgement free murder zone- and slender could keep him around because the demons like when he paints them.

Maybe Ann likes to experiment with medical stuff with Cody or something? Which then keeps her happy AND gives them more things like poison to kill normies off which big boss man likes. Idk cos like I don't know the relationships between all your versions ykyk😜

But what I'm SAYING is maybe the normie murderers can contribute by keeping the demons content and not wanting to explore or whatevsss. And slender is grand w it cos yk his sheep stay in their pen

I lobe lore(the sequel)🫶

MMM TRUE.. honestly for helen i might just make him some weirdo who sources blood on the dark web and he meets ben/jeff thru there. maybe he's not really a killer, but he has a fucked up interest in gore and has no issue with creating art thru unethical means regardless ? that way he's not really a killer and it gets to stay underground and not on a ton of news outlets, but he still keeps the core part of his character (bloody.. painting . .). and he gets to still be in the story. and maybe the proxies like using him and jack to get rid of the occasional human remains, since they dont really wanna keep it around ?? .. maybe cody is also a dark web freak... maybe he runs experiments on corpses and meets jack since jack works as a human remains disposer...??? and then they find out hes really good with chemicals and has access to cholorform, etc. TBH might just make cody a pharmacist LOL.

ok im realizing i might have to make the dark web just a central part of the lore because ive mentioned it a million times now, and its not like theyre gonna be chatting abt murder on facebook.

so the main 'hubs' for everyone .. the forest, the the town, the city, and the dark web . city would have people like liu, jane, helen, cody, tim/brian, nina. the town(suburbs and rural) has people like toby, natalie, jeff, liu. the forest (rural and trees) has toby, kate(the proxies in general), jack, all the supernatural ppl. then the dark web has all of them because theyre all . ummm... hmmmm....

also loved the sheep staying in the pen comment its so true actually.

lobe lore anon u r doing me wonders here

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here is an entire bouquet for you. Love you , my spectrum sister ❤️ 💖

Hi there, my dear! <3

thank you so much for coming in with such beautiful bouquet of roses! <3 it looks beautiful! 😊

Allow me to share with you some sentences from my story (almost a wip, tbh, hope you don't mind :) )

thank you again! <3

(…)Running as fast as they could -Dorothea’s leg hurting and her chest on fire from the exertion - they passed by the crowded street that was coasting the river. It didn’t matter if they were both out of breath. It didn’t matter if the rain was pouring: they were running like deers in a forest, as Dorothea tried to apologize whenever she bumped into someone. “This way!” she heard Jacob saying, dragging her in a small secluded sideway. They didn’t stop to run until they found a refuge under a small porch. They waited and waited, lungs on fire as they tried to regain some breath and ears tensed to hear the voices of the brutes that were running after them. But only silence answered their scouting. They looked at each other, both their faces plastered with their damp hair, cheeks red from the run and before they could stop themselves, they burst out in a bout of laughter, the kind that makes you want to never stop, that makes you want to laugh even more, even louder. They were so caught up in their mirth, that neither had noticed they were still holding each other’s hand. “It looks like we lost them, Goldilocks,” Jacob chortled, between one laughter and the other. “It looks like we should have accepted that offer of an umbrella, Mr. Frye,” Dorothea breathed, unable to contain her giggles. “I will not be able to explain this to my parents, short of telling them that I decided to take a swim in the Thames,” Jacob belched at the thought, grinning. “I wouldn’t recommend that, doll, you wouldn’t be able to take of the stench for days,” Heart full, galloping in his chest like a wild horse in a prairie, he raised his hand, and as delicately as he could, he brushed one wet curl away from her cheek. Before she could do or say anything, she felt her cheek burning under his fingers, like fire in the rain, incandescent when his hand cupped her cheek in a sweet caress, as he moved away the rest of her curls from her face his eyes never leaving hers, not even for one second. And hers couldn’t leave his, eyes resembled the same color of the firs in her forests back in Sweden. They were home. Her home. “There, now,” she heard him say, once he was done. “There it is the uppity lady I have come to know,” “and love” he thought, without allowing the words to leave his lips. He scoured her sweet round face, his eyes lingering on her lips for a brief moment. Suddenly he felt his mouth dry, and he wished he could grip something to contain himself. “Now I can see all your freckles again,” he murmured instead, trying to calm his beating heart. Dorothea raised her eyebrows, feeling her breath stuck in her chest. Her freckles? she thought, blushing even more. He…he had noticed her freckles?. She swallowed hard. “Well, I may be an uppity lady, Mr. Frye, but one with an excellent sense of style,” she murmured. Tiptoeing, she took his top hat of his head and gracefully landed it on her own, trying it on to chase away her embarrassment. It was too big for her and fell on her eyes, but she wore it anyway. “So? Will you give me your verdict, Mr. Frye? How do I look?” she asked, tilting her head from side to side, giving him a complicit smile. "Breathtaking," he thoughts, lips parting just a little as if to contain all that he couldn't declare. Instead, The corners of his mouth twitched in a mischievous grin. "If I were a betting man - and I am not saying that I am - I'd wager that I might have to fight for my position as a gang leader in this city. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to start your own gang. The sheer audacity of being this fabulous—it's almost criminal.” Dorothea tipped the brim of the top hat, her cheeks burning from his word. “Are you joking, Mr. Frye?” “I never joke on Top Hats. Or Gangs. Or Beautiful Women.”

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Hi I'm not sure if you already answered this before, but do you like the ending of Rebirth? And how Aerith's death was played out? Why do you think Aerith's spirit lingered after her death? Was it to help Cloud cope or to make things worse for him? Sorry so many questions? 😅

There's a lot of questions but that's ok, as long as people don't mind that I probably won't get through them all since the long responses tend to take A LONG time to make, and I do actually have a life and hobbies, then people can keep sending em. If I really get overwhelmed I'll just close the inbox since I do prefer to write stuff that I can reuse. Which is sort of the case here, because yeah, I have addressed the ending, and no, I was not a fan. Really should make a single comprehensive review tbh.

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As for why Aeriths spirit lingers, it's hard to say, it's hard to even say if it is her spirit, we can't even be sure if every Aerith we see post death is the same Aerith, or even is Aerith in the first place. Could Clouds mind coping and making something up. Could be an vision imparted by Sephiroth, could be anything, although I do think that Nanaki recognizing her in the ending cinematic is strong evidence for her actually being present. Now if that means her being present as a spirit, or present in another world, I could not tell you. I could not even tell you if there is a real difference between "existing in another world" and "being in the lifestream". That's the problem with making your story too convoluted, you are no longer able to effectively "read along" with the story, so you just have to accept whatever happens. There is no feeling of "ohhhh, so that's what's going on, duh", you instead get a sense of "ok, if you say that's whats happening I'll take your word for it". It's extremely unsatisfying, like bashing a puzzle into place with a hammer, sure you solved your complicated puzzle, but the only reason I was interested in the solution was because I though it was something clever that I should have been able to figure out myself. The one thing I can say is that despite all the grief Aerith gets from certain parts of the fandom (some of which deserved, some not) she's not intentionally trying to make things worse for Cloud. If Aerith is really there in body or spirit, and is fully able to exercise her own agency, then it's because she thinks that doing so will ultimately be for the best. She might be unsure of what to do, she might think that acting as though everything is alright is what is best for Clouds psyche, I don't know, but it's certain that she wants to help. My gut instinct is that this mirrors Aeriths attitude in the sleeping forest, she's realizes how messed up Clouds psyche really is, and is trying to unburden Cloud best she knows how. In the OG she tells him to go take care of himself and she'll go take care of Sephiroth, and here she takes a similar "it's all good, don't worry about me, I'll go stop meteor, you just go after Sephiroth ok?" attitude. The biggest question is why she specifically asks Cloud NOT to go after Sephiroth originally, but does an exact 180 here, but it could still be argued that the core of the message remains the same "don't take too much on your plate, you just focus on what you can focus on, and leave the rest to me". Hope that satisfied you, hard to answer things that are still this uncertain.

[nap-mak]

Batty Koda as a big brother

Batty covers up his pain with jokes in hope it will derail the conversation oway from unwanted territory. For the most part the fairies and forest critters wave it off to him just being odd. But you know better. The doctors might not have gotten a chance to experiment on you but that doesn't deter your experience from what you saw while there. It was only by a stroke of luck that you escaped, Batty doesn't like thinking about the other possible outcome, keeps him up at night. This also doesn't go unnoticed by Crysta who also can see through Batty's facade.

Through trial and error you and Crysta manage to break through some of Batty's walls, helping him with his trauma, though some wounds are yet to be mended or are better left untouched, too damaged to be truly healed.

You both share your fair share of problems, Batty with his permanently changed anatomy, and you with your lost parents. He doesn't say it outright but he hears you sometimes, at night, crying, when you think no one else does. As much as he wants to comfort you he knows that you need your space. He's made himself clear to you that you can come to him if you're feeling down, that even though he acts like he has a few screws loose he's always gonna be there for you, all you need to do is ask. That's why he leaves you alone, because he knows that sometimes it's better to process your pain alone.

Being the byproduct of multiple acts against nature, Batty has been left with some unfortunate side effects. Some are more easy to ignore than others like his chapped lips, while the antenna in his head proves itself again and again to be his worst hurdal yet. Especially when he “switches to a channel” that he'd rather not remember, but you've learned a way to combat this. Batty responds to soft touches, a soothing hushed voice that beckons him back to reality, promising that danger is far in the distance. This also is probably why your opinion of Zak worsened when he messed with Batty's antenna the first time tbh.

Being close with Batty is gonna result in you getting close with Crysta, she's a caring girl with a sense for adventure, she sympathises with your situation and helps you get acquainted with the forest. If Batty, for whatever reason, temporarily leaves he will leave you in the care of Crysta and her father. Don't get him wrong, he does trust the other fairies but he trusts Crysta the most to look after someone so dear to him.

Although Batty has already established Ferngully as a paradise he's not unaware that danger still lurks, though some of it is chipped oway due to being friends with Crysta. Batty might not have grown up in the forest but he's well aware that animals gotta eat. Though fruit bats only have a handful of predators that doesn't deter him from acting out on his paranoia. He knows what an empty stomach does to you, and he couldn't imagine what would happen if one of them set their eyes on you.

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tysm for sending me this!

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I HAVE BEEN VERY VERY VERY CURIOUS ABOUT YOUR ORIGINAL WORK. JUST THE STUFF I SEE IN YOUR REBLOG TAGS OCASSIONALKY GOT ME WONDERING.

please. please tell about your original stuff. i am relatively new so if everyone else is already familiar with it i’m sorry but i need to catch up and am curious so. literally any of your original work(s) that u want to ramble most about, i’m all ears.

:D tbh I bring up some of them periodically, but not all THAT often, so I don't know if everyone's looped in lol. regardless I Will take this opportunity to talk about The Devil Doesn't Live Here, bc I don't think I've actually talked about that one since it went through some major changes at least.

The Devil Doesn't Live Here is the story of Sarah Merle, the reluctant offshoot of a mildly magic family who returns to her hometown to arrange the funeral of her last remaining relative. She's been gone for eleven years; the town of Neverfound Gap and the surrounding forest had taken a lot from her and her family growing up, but she'd drawn the line when something in the woods had taken both her eye and the memory of losing it when she was sixteen. When her father had taken her to live with him out of town, she chose to leave everything behind.

Now she's hoping to get in and out of town as quickly as possible, but when her dead grandmother gives her a cryptic warning about coming disaster--because yeah, that's just the kind of town this is--she's forced to stick around and confront the people that have changed dramatically in her absence. Chief among them is Fred, her former best friend who now hates her guts--and who narrates the other half of the book, the story of their past leading up to the day Sarah lost her eye. As Sarah searches for answers in the present, Fred falls deeper into his fascination with the woods in the past. As Sarah realizes the growing threat of a creature called the Woodsman, Fred is enchanted by its knowledge and the acceptance it offers.

Neither of them have the whole story, and a third part of it is still missing, but it's anyone's guess as to whether they can put it together before it's too late.

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Eleven years, but once she hits Pine Avenue she knows the way to the Merle house like she can trace the lines in her palm, without looking. Muscle memory. She’d started driving early--in a town small enough they didn’t even have a mayor, where the town elders mostly had their time taken up by mediating conflicts between the ROC and the church-going side of town, nobody had time to arrest a fifteen-year-old driving without a lisence. Fred had flatly turned down rides in her family’s rattling old pickup a few times, citing the likelihood it might just burst into flames one of these days, and the fumes it was currently pouring into the atmosphere (“Eco-friendly,” he’d always point out about his preferred mode of travel; one foot up on the pedal of his bike, turned back to watch her fight with the coughing old engine. “And it doesn’t crap out on cold mornings.”)

Mags hadn’t cared. Mags would ride in the bed of the truck, half the time, and regale her with gossip from the passenger seat otherwise. It’s like she can see him out of the corner of her eye as the Merle house blooms through the fog of rain, red hair slipping out of its tie as he bends his head toward the window, taps his fingers against the lowered glass.. Somebody’s missing a body again. But it’s a church family, so they’re fighting the ROC over who should try and track it down…

Hallowed Grounds was a popular place, with ROC and tourists; and as much as Sarah hadn’t cared for the ROC, she’d preferred their gossip to the kind of stuff the church side of town tended to spread. When she was fifteen, it had felt like half of it was about her.

She crawls to a halt in the muddy driveway, turns the car off and hears it rattle into silence. It’s newer than the old Merle pickup, but still third-hand, bought cheap and maintained as cheap as she can manage. The rain drums loudly against the roof, and as the windshield wipers still Sarah watches the Merle House go from blurry to blurrier through the heavy sheets of rain.

Home.

[adachimoe]

Where did we get Izanagi from?

On the post about Adachi's Izanagi, I brought up the idea that the guys started with starter Pokemon Izanagis. I realize that by leaving out the lines before and after, I was also leaving out the part where we talk about "did Izanami gave people Personas?" oops.

At the gas station, Izanami says that she "jumpstarted" you/Namatame/Adachi's power.

She says that your friends in turn awakened their own powers, guided by the "jumpstart" she gave you.

As you progress through Yomotsuhirasaka, Izanami talks about you, Namatame and Adachi, and the powers you awakened. She credits herself with giving you a jumpstart, but the 3 of you went in very different directions with said power. She goes to describe this: One of you wasn't able to see properly and didn't awaken their power, another strayed from the truth and 'magatsu' corrupted his awakened power, and the third has come this far in search of the truth.

The person who has "come this far" is the protagonist - I don't think there's any argument there. The person who's awakened power was "corrupted by 'magatsu'" must be Adachi because he's the one who literally has a Persona named "Magatsu" Izanagi. I know this was kinda lost in English, but the word she uses is 'magatsu'. (I talked about it more in the "Izanagi is evolving to Magatsu Izanagi" post.) By process of elimination, the person who "didn't awaken their power" is the guy who's leftover - Namatame.

So the "awakened power" that Izanami is talking about is something that the protag and Adachi have but Namatame doesn't. Hmm...

All 3 can stick their hands into the TV. (I was assuming this was some kind of freebie tbh.)

The protagonist and Adachi can summon Personas, but Namatame is never shown summoning a Persona, and there's no indication he has one.

The protagonist has the dream about Igor in the Velvet Room before coming to Inaba and shaking Izanami's hand. The wild card can't be something you received from Izanami.

There's no indication that Adachi is a wild card or visited the Velvet Room. We're looking for something him and the protag share.

Adachi and Namatame share the commonality of getting hijacked by Japanese mythology, and Izanami also takes credit for that. The protagonist does not get hijacked by Japanese mythology... Unless you count the whole game as that. Which... fair, tbh???

I'm guessing the 3 of them awakening Personas (or in Namatame's case, not awakening) is thanks to Izanami's little push. I'm not sure what else she would be talking about. I'm also assuming that the TV access was some kind of freebie / "welcome to Inaba" gift, or perhaps a tool that the guys were supposed to use to help awaken their Personas. (After all, the TV is the only place the P4 Personas work.)

For the rest of your party members and how they got their Personas, Amenosagiri has the big long exposition dump explanation in the December dungeon:

The so-called hollow forest is a made of lies and bullshit, and humans see things as they want to. But there's a moment where humans do desire the truth, the truth hurts the shadows, and that is why the shadows freak out and attack people. This is describing how your party members go, "You're not me!" and then their shadows attack after. Amenosagiri continues that it gave your party their powers as little treats for being able to cross the hollow forest.

This is something that you enabled for your party members because you had a Persona already to fight their shadows before their shadows could kill them. (This also explains why Mayumi and Saki died - no one was there to help them when their shadows lashed out and attacked them.)

Buuuuuuuut in the protagonist's case, we didn't do any of the shit that Amenosagiri is talking about. We just hear Izanagi's "I am thou" after watching Saki on the Midnight Channel. Then later we're able to summon Izanagi and use him to beat up shadows. And we can do all of this without ever going through a 10 floor randomly generated dungeon and fighting our shadow, yada yada.

I'm guessing we were able to bypass all of that thanks to Izanami and her giving us a jumpstart. It's also worth mentioning that both the protag and Adachi have Izanami's fail husband, Izanagi, as their Personas. That seems intentional, and would point to Izanami's involvement.

Thanks, Izanami!

[quietbluejay]

Lion Son of the Forest

Iiii've been putting off talking about this one because I didn't like it. I think there's a lot that's good about it, but, the reason I brought up some of my issues with Master of the Maelstrom when they didn't bug me that much then, was that they were a lot more present here and did bother me in Son of the Forest.

I think Brooks is a superb short story writer, but that he's got issues with adapting the short story approach in terms of plot structure to novels, so the novels really read as long short stories.

Anyways. As always, it's just my take.

apparently sometimes you can Just Say No To Chaos For Ten Thousand Years and not be especially strong willed gw have consistency or draw 20 this guy doesn't seem to be getting tempted at all meanwhile his boyfriend is a chaos sorcerer

like the other guy, zabriel, it makes sense, he hasn't been doing anything w.r.t. the warp he's just been running around as a fugitive for 400 years so it makes sense also on a side note REALLY not a fan of how it switches tense and person between POV scenes

me: there should be more renegades who don't turn to chaos this book: has that me: no not like this i…i don't know why i'm not liking it am i just salty because it's not one of my favourite factions? maybe i'm just in a bad mood ….i think i've put my finger on what bothers me about Brooks' writing when he's not a bad writer! i think he's more technically proficient than mcneill or abnett tbh, in a lot of ways but it's…he's writing tie in books for the game that's what these are primarily that's the perspective they're written from which is why they don't have thematic consistency with the other writers maybe not quite the right term but it's like, and i kind of hate using this as an example, but it's like trying to mesh together Sins of the Wreckers and Barber's writing (Transformers, I will elaborate on this for anyone who is curious)

…okay enough meta, I am now understanding why people say Lion is autistic-coded i will also say this, Lion is definitely more of, hm, how to put it more morally upright than Guilliman

like this should be everything i want, it's got forgiveness, renegades, protecting the little people as a first priority…why is it leaving me cold?

i think also because it's standing in stark contrast to the themes of the Ahriman trilogy, or Black Legion it just feels unfair? the whole thing is predicated on there being no good choices but then here it's like "yeah actually these guys went and somehow became unambiguous good guys offscreen problem with chaos what problem with chaos their main issue is being hunted by their loyalist brothers" despite them also starting out from the base state as the "final solution" legion

i will say i do very much vibe with this in theory

okay so like, i will be fair part of the reason most of these guys managed to avoid chaos was because they time travelled to the future and skipped most of the intervening years

im finally getting some resonance here

okay that's a hook

like the whole situation with the Fallen is "stuck as traitors due to tragic misunderstanding" which i mean, that's astraeos but these guy get lucky enough to land in places offscreen where they can become people's protectors? also again, i don't think it really follows from what i saw of the dark angels in 30k but im not a dark angels expert lol and I've only seen a bit of them it just doesn't feel earned

also lion's character arc happened offscreen

i think i'm probably going to have to reread this book in a different mood and see how i feel then

lion has gifted kid syndrome as i suspect all the primarchs do note from future bluejay, as I read this like a month before AE: lol, though I meant it a different way for Perturabo none of them ever had to practice anything so finding something he can't do immediately is very troublesome to deal with lol -_- ahriman: my existence feels pointless and the only thing that keeps me going is the hope that i will be able to make things right zabriel: have you tried meditating it worked for me

this is who Lion is! and now he's changed to this offscreen:

one heck of a nap

also we have our second forehead kiss the subtextual relationship here is probably the most blatant space marine romance i've seen so far like even more so than loken/mersadie oh hey actual acknowledgement that how the imperium treats mutants make them super easily turn to chaos apparently lion can also no-sell magic attacks somehow lol

like the whole tragedy of Guilliman in Dark Imperium is that he is unable to recognize that he's repeating the past and hasn't learned but this kind of seems to be going in the direction of "it's fine as long as he's pointed in the right direction"?

lion is having a two paragraph struggle about "is the emperor actually a god" guilliman divinity wrestling speedrun

like that sounds contrary to what chaos energies actually do but okay mmm, still not a fan of mercy kills especially in this context which is redemption equals death

wait wait lion is being worshipped as a god even if he's not a fan lion: better me than the alternative maybe that's what turned him into a good guy okay this is kind of cool lion is fighting all his brothers i think structurally this should have been at the beginning, though but the book isn't quite over so maybe im wrong expansion: fighting all his brothers and they're poking into his weak spots

>kurze appears out of the shadows >says something cutting >refuses to elaborate >leaves

okay this is fun

like okay i do get that it's not exactly super realistic to expect lion to go "the emperor's entire methodology was completely flawed" but also given the tone of this whole thing i kind of expected it if we were to have any kind of good resolution here

lion: have any of you tried not being doomed by the narrative?

Not a bad way to end it though!

I'll come back to this after I've read Unremembered Empire, maybe, and re-evaluate.

[antlerqueer]

Okay so on the whole 'if you survive you live' thing, I've actually been thinking about that being connected to the locket. Like maybe they're giving it to whoever's about to be hunted because of the 'now your untouchable' thing in a 'if the forest wants them to survive than they'll survive' kind of way? I saw people say that maybe the locket goes to whoever is going to be next, and maybe it's just the way I read it, but it implied that the person gets it like ahead of time, like before the ritual comes up, which again just feels like it doesn't fit? Because I can honestly not imagine a single one of those girls finding out that after months of struggle, a necklace is what's going to decide their fate, and being okay with it, unless it takes a super depressed angle where one of the girls just like, embraces it.

But I also wonder where it is today? Was it left in the woods as like a final goodbye? Did someone bring it home? Did Lottie bring it back and start using it with the cult and/or currently has it and will have to use it with her cult/the others as like a final ritual? If they sacrificed wilderness baby then did they maybe leave it with him?

Is javi maybe alive in modern day and just like, dipped on everybody after they got rescued (this one doesn't seem too likely to me), did he maybe stay in the forest if he is alive? Did him and the baby possibly stay behind?

Is the dripping supposed to foreshadow maris death? Just the fact that a death will happen soon? Does it work like during the seance when Lottie heard the dirt tell her to spill some blood? Is there a chance that maybe mari is the one that either kills the next person (and like the dripping suddenly stops like the second after she does) or suggests that the next person to die (or even just christen if they find her body) should get eaten, maybe she becomes the person to kind of like officially start the rituals or even just being the one that gives them their biggest push in that direction?

Also the vision of how the plane almost crashed, is this like the dirt gods saying they saved them so now they owe them back for the mercy, is it a show of the power they have like theyre powerfull enough to stop the plane crashing that way, or maybe a show in the sense that the way the plane crashed was the natural way and the dirt gods had the power to have made the crash even worse if they had chosen to intervene? Is it a sign that maybe the dirt gods chose to save them for a specific purpose and not just an act of mercy?

Anyway, a lot of these were a lot less likely than some of the other ones but honestly, atp I'm just shooting at everything and the first thing that lands is what I'm gonna call the target😆

Thanks for your patience on me answering - long messages are harder for me to reply to on mobile and I wanna give it my full attention!

In my opinion, if it is part of a ritual sacrifice, it's given to whomever has to live through the night right before they run. They play like hide and seek rules, give them to 100 to get a head start, then the chase begins.

The question about where it is today is really good - honestly, would Shauna return it to Jackie until it's time for it to come back? Maybe? But I don't see Shauna wearing it constantly after it's used for the sacrifice stuff.

I don't know what's up with Mari and the dripping, tbh. I think we may not know until the end of the season what's up with that, based on it just being teased lightly for the past two episodes. That's one thing I don't have any ideas on, because I keep thinking of the promo where Coach Scott is like smacking his head to stop hearing something? So maybe he ends up hearing it, too? Maybe more people start hearing it? I don't know.

I think since the vision was during Nat's OD it isn't a message from the wilderness as much as it is from within Natalie; therefore, if the darkness is within them, then the darkness within Natalie brought forth that message. She may think the darkness saved them from their untimely fate, but I don't think the wilderness necessarily saved their lives. Because why would the wilderness save their lives and then ask for more blood, yknow? Saving them just to kill them? So it seems more like a reflection from Natalie's subconscious - she'd rather have died in that crash than do what they needed to do to survive, she'd rather have died than let that darkness into her, and now she has to live with these consequences. The darkness inside her, inside them all, makes her wish she never got out - and let's be real, did they really get out when it's inside them?

[boilingrain]

I forced myself to draw a little bit because it's been a while since I've drawn anything (mainly because of lack of motivation), so here's concept designs for Dovewing and Brightheart

Their designs will almost definitely change noticeably whenever it is that I draw them again, these are more of just me getting the basic ideas out and seeing what about those ideas works and what doesn't

I love Dovewing designs where she's got funky looking eyes. Some people looked at the Dovewing Eye Color Debate and decided that her eye color was "yes" and I just love that for her

I definitely knew that I wanted her to have four ears (a mutation in real cats where they'll have extra skin flaps, though that extra set of "ears" doesn't lead to any organs so they technically aren't ears. Also the way I drew it isn't really accurate to how it actually appears irl but shhh creative liberties)

Four eared Dovewing is a fun design, I think :)

While it's not something I've shown or gone into detail about yet (mostly because it's in the Po3 design post I've been making but Jayfeather is really fighting me so that post isn't finished yet), with my designs for the Three, their appearances change a little after they lose their powers in a way meant to symbolize the loss of their powers (if that makes any sense)

I didn't draw it here, but my Post-OotS Dovewing design has her ears kinda torn (something mainly from the battle against the Dark Forest), with her second set of ears (the non functional skin flaps) being almost completely gone. The two sets of ears were meant to be symbolic of her super hearing, so without that second set of ears (without her power) she's just a normal cat, y'know?

Anyways I thought it would be fun if she was a chimera and half of her face (& probably a few patches on her body) was black and the eye on that side of her face was green. To Lionblaze & Jayfeather, it would be a constant reminder of Hollyleaf and how they thought she was the third cat in the prophecy. It doesn't help that the black side of Dovewing's face is the same side that was ginger on Hollyleaf's

Here's a tiny doodle of Hollyleaf's (& Fallen Leaves but he's not important here) design that I've already shared, just so it's more clear what I'm talking about

Also her ears are super fluffy and sort of meant to look like wings and make her look a little angelic

Can you tell that I intend to go nuts with her design lol

Her final design will probably have more white spotting

I have less to say about my Brightheart design tbh

I'm proud of the torn ears, though!

Her eyes turned out a little wonky but that's not a big deal because this is a concept design

The shape of her markings will probably change a bit, but I've basically got her design down pretty clear unless I randomly decide to change something

Anyways I have a bit of a headcanon that Brightbeart used to try to hide the scarred part of her face (through various ways, such as wearing some sort of accessory that at least partially covered her face, hiding partially behind things, and not directly facing anyone) but as she grew more confident in herself, she would show more and more of her face until she eventually just stopped trying to hide her face at all

[izzythefox]

aftg x barbie (hear me out)

in honor of the barbie 2023 movie i’ve been marathoning the early/mid 2000’s classics (swan lake, princess & the pauper, iykyk) and naturally i started thinking, what if we made it aftg? O_o

now i cannot write for the life of me so this is just a collection of ideas and headcanons - if there are any other early barbie turned aftg fans, this one's for you

Magic of Pegasus AU

MoP is such an underrated film, its one of the only ones where the main couple doesn’t immediately fall for each other so all the banter and the sass is -immaculate-

the hardest part in casting this one was figuring out who’s gonna be the horse… like someone’s gotta do it. first i thought andrew & aaron as annika & brietta for the twinyard solidarity but neil gives me such annika vibes - i will elaborate - so kevin, sweet prince, its time for u to sprout some wings

So we have Neil as the prince, master figure skater that i’ve now decided he is, goes into town where he’s propositioned by Riko, evil/bastard sorcerer, that if he doesn’t marry him in 3 days everyone in the kingdom is forever turned to stone. alas, he’s rescued by the mysterious stallion that is kevin (im so sorry to the kevin stans out there) to bring him to Cloud Kingdom as a refuge. like in the movie, we find out kevin was once offered the same deal from riko, only when he refused, he was turned into a horse :/

idk if allison or dan would be the cloud queen, they both could fit the role tbh, and maybe matt & renee are their knights? (i’m imagining renee as this valkyrie-type warrior, she’s just so cool)

Cloud Queen, let's say Allison, tells Neil about building the wand of light to break the spell and I can just imagine his face

Allison: Yeah, there’s this legend of a wand, we don’t know if it’s real, and you just have to find a measure of courage, ring of love, and gem of ice lit by hopes eternal flame :D

Neil: you want me to do what

but at his core, he wants to protect his people so ofc he’s gonna do it. Neil & Kevin set off for the Forbidden Forest where in comes Andrew as Aidan. when i tell you annika and aidan are so andreil-coded, like the script literally writes itself!!!

*for context, Neil & Kevin got caught in a rope trap*

Andrew: Tell me, who’s bright idea was it to come to here? Only fools come to the Forbidden Forest.

Neil: And yet, you’re here. :)))))

LIKE CMONNNN neil would absolutely antagonize the very person who clearly has the advantage, it just works.

the whole scene with neil in the giant’s hut outsmarting ollie by taunting him to chain himself to a tree and break free, it fits so well and just to see andrew’s reaction at the end, (”you’re braver than i thought…”) yessir

they recruit andrew, as he’s a blacksmith, to later put the wand together and the parallels in their relationship, the whole thing about needing a second chance to set things right - chef’s kiss.

we can skip over some of the middle plot, there’s a lot of traveling and banter that i could probably talk about all day but cut to the scene where they finally assemble the wand and reverse the spell on Kevin, can u picture for me:

Andrew: That looks good on you, Kevin.

Kevin: Shut up.

thank you.

it gets real juicy from here, once Neil & Kevin and Andrew dramatically part ways (he really doesn’t want to leave them on their own) Riko comes back around for the attack. they fall into the ravine, neil is fucking -pissed- bc no one hurts Kevin like that again and orders the wand to destroy Riko but, gasp, it doesnt work?? neil is desperate at this point, he says fine Riko i’ll marry you but Riko is all bitch you just tried to kill me, how about I just kill you…and buries him under an avalanche

the angst, the beautiful angst of Andrew coming back in on Kevin alone in the ravine because where is neil? this snarky prince who gets under his skin but is also so smart and understands him? they dig neil out from where riko trapped him under an avalanche and just.. “I never should’ve left you”. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

when they’re back in the cloud kingdom and neil is still unconscious:

Andrew, internally: Please wake up, please. I need you.

check me into the ward rn bc i am unheathily obsessed with this.

Neil wakes up, but lo and behold its sunset on the third day. Renee, matt, and dan try to prolong the sunset for neil bc now these are also his people and they’re not gonna let him suffer. We get a fun scene with neil and andrew ice skating their way through Riko’s big mountain, palace, thing.. even in the movie they just love one-upping each other.

we get to the climax where neil has recovered the ‘broken’ wand from Riko’s lair but the gem falls off the cliff (neil would never fumble like that but for the sake of plot, i digress). enter andrew with the second gem he secretly took earlier!! because he’s willing to give up his second chance to make sure neil gets his!!! they undo all of Riko’s spells and cue the very barbie-esque speech that the wand can only work out of love, never hate <3

Neil returns the wand to the Cloud Kingdom for safe keeping and u know, that blacksmith from earlier seems to be real fond of forever staying by his side~

This has gotten pretty long now that i go back thru it lol and this may be for a very niche audience- i’m not sure if i’ve seen any aftg MoP au’s but i just love the concept and merging my old hyperfixations with new ones has been super fun

i would share more of these with other barbie movies but i’m also kinda new to this so lmk which ones were ur favorite or what u think!