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glitterspaghettiketchup · 3 months ago

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Also about the Holstein milk cow genetic diversity risk thing? It's not even an issue limited to the US.

I looked it up thanks to this post - about 37% of our milk production comes from "Prim'Holstein", which seems to just be Holstein cows but in France. Yeah they also have the genetics issue to the point researchers are warning about it.

Thankfully the genetics issue seems to be lower here, it's apparently more of a recent phenomena, blamed on it being an international breed and would you look at that capitalism being the one to blame about something again who would've thunk.

But also they're not doing anything about it and at the rate it's increasing every generation, and with every generation of cows getting shorter, we're probably gonna reach US level inbreeding in the future if nothing is done about it... or if the breed doesn't pose a sanitary threat like OP is pointing out it could become.

So instead of waffling about it, let me show you some other cows raised in France for their milk because at least there's options here! (also im pretty busy/tired atm so most of the details here will be taken from french wikipedia articles)

Right behind the Prim'Holstein in terms of numbers, the Montbéliarde is a french breed and is notable for being the main cow breed used to create cheese under the "Apellation d'Origine Protégée", a quality label used to protect the geographical location of where an agricultural product was created. (If you're from the US, you might've heard about it in regards to wine.)

Seriously it's milk is used for so many different cheeses and they're all made differently. And if you're worried about their breed, don't worry. the article i linked highlights them as a comparison to the inbreeding rates (no good way to translate it in english), and if im reading it correctly it's getting less inbred over the last generations! See what happens when you're not trying to make milk line go up?

There's also the Normande, another cow breed who's milk is used for cheese, due to it's higher protein content. This one seems to be more of a generalist? Breed? If i can call it that? It's milk is great for cheese and butter and it's meat is good as well.

It's also got 3 different kinds of patterns for it's coats, since it's actually tricolor! im unsure on the english translations for them however so i'll just drop the picture used for the "bringée" because hey. it's also striped.

As for cows that were breed/are adapted to specific environments, there are the Abondance and Brune breeds that are usually raised in the Alps; Abondance is from France, the Brune is from Switzerland but has been used in France.

These are both pretty old breeds from what i can find, and were both historically used for their abilities to walk longer distances, surviving colder temperatures and having both valuable milk and meat, although from what i can find they're mostly raised as Dairy cows now.

...Just realised these are basically all cheese breeds lol

Is there beef with the Holstein cows and you or what was that joke lol

It's kind of wild It's just never come up on this blog before, but I HATE holsteins. Bottom 10 cow breeds for me. I hate how they're so common they account for the majority of milk produced. I hate that they're the "default" cow to the point where some don't even know cattle HAVE other colors. I hate their tiny horns (IF THEY EVEN HAVE THAT. LOSER ASS HORNLESS COW) and their painfully massive udders.

Legit I'm trying so hard to not launch into a No Mouth Must Scream style AM speech-- shoot my hand slipped.

(AM speech about why i dont like holsteins below the cut)

For starters, I have to give a brief lesson on what these terms mean; the "Holstein" is the American strain of the "Frisian" breed. Frisians are an ancient breed from Frisia, in the north of what we now consider the Netherlands. Crosses between the breeds are "Holstein-Frisians."

(There’s even more to this but im keeping it as simple as possible. Also one of my friends is Frisian and she is probably going to kill me for describing it like that.)

Historically, livestock was adapted to the environment they lived in. Frisians were bred by the Frisii people for hundreds of years in extremely grass-rich, lush, flat environments. The "polders" of the northern parts of the Netherlands. They're huge and eat a LOT of food.

Traditional Frisians were developed to produce as much meat and milk from a single individual as possible, without compromising the health of the cattle with constant inbreeding to get quick gains. We are talking about a breed that is over 2000 years old. They had the perfect environment to make The Ultimate Food Cow and by god they did it. I can respect that.

So, take that, drag it across an ocean to a place that does NOT have polders, and add the rapid enshittification of capitalism to it. BAM you've got a fucking holstein.

There is ONE goal for "improving" the holstein. Make More Milk. As long as the black and white milkbag leaks enough, nothing else matters. Health? Fertility? Feed ratio? Ability to not die of infection? WHO CARES. MILK LINE GO UP.

Over 90% of holsteins are inbred to start with, because Milk Line Go Up. To the tune of having an average COI of 8%-- where extreme negative effects (think Hapsburgs) start to crop up around 10%

Holstein bulls are aggressive bastards (many dairy bulls are), so no one wants to keep intact males in their herds, meaning most cows are artificially inseminated

Not being limited by the natural lifespan of a living bull means that the same stud can keep having direct offspring for decades after his death

Toystory the bull had 500,000 calves before he died, and hit over 1 million offspring in 2015. That's ONE animal and to put this in perspective, there are 9 million holsteins in the US.

DON'T WORRY IT GETS WORSE

Not only can 99% of holsteins be traced back to just two bulls-- 99% of male holsteins share one of two exact Y chromosomes with those two bulls.

The gene pool is so small that it's equivalent to about 60 individuals. Warrior Cat allegiances are larger than that. That's barely bigger than modern ThunderClan.

"Massive lack of genetic diversity" does not begin to capture the existential dread of this situation. Mark my words, WATCH, when the Bird Flu finally mutates a strain that rips through a mammalian population, it's gonna be in the USA and it's going to be through our dairy cattle.

This is not prophecy or me laying a curse on the land, this is the natural consequence of basing the stability of US milk production on the equivalent of 9 million clones of two classrooms worth of individuals, and then packing them in close quarters

And we don't have to wait for doomsday for the impacts to be apparent on the cattle themelves

Holstein fertility has also dropped by half since the 1960s when the intensive inbreeding really kicked into high gear

Because their whole body is dedicating all of their resources to milk production, they have a notoriously "bony" frame.

Show judges, however, like this because they think that's a very "feminine" look for a 1600 pound ruminant. Very normal thing to think.

Like. I don't know if i can communicate this to people who don't look at cows a lot (it's not quite as obviously dramatic as a pug skull) but here is a comparison of an "ideal" show holstein and an "unselected" holstein from a herd that's been established as a sort of "control group" for what they looked like back in the 1960s;

The way that the artery on the "modern" cow's belly runs to the udder like a big pink worm freaks me out the most ngl

The udder also bulges out from between the back legs

The show cow is so thin

And then compare these both to a Holstein-Frisian cross who leans more on the Frisian side;

Proper weight, developed legs. Its biggest "problem" is actually just the udder shape-- deep udders, which "hang" low like that, aren't optimal for milk-focused breeds because the higher away from the ground the less chance there is of infection. In that department, the "unselected" holstein clearly outclasses the holstein-frisian.

But it probably won't be surprising to hear that the "show holstein," with its massive, swollen udder, is SUPER prone to infections such as mastitis.

But it is also just more prone to getting sick generally

And, to keep up with these insane demands, holsteins need a TON of food. You aren't going to just turn these things out into a pasture and be done with it. Even its ancestor the Frisian needed premium Dutch polder grass to be such a good cow-- crank that up to 11 with these Monuments to Humanity's Hubrice

The Texas Longhorn developed in semi-feral conditions and can eat a bush to become the best thing in a 10 mile radius. The Scottish Highland was iron-forged in upland moors with a steady diet of turf and rain.

Meanwhile if a Holstein has less than 5 homemade meals a day without poland spring bottled water it will die to death.

And the WORST part? You have to use these if you want to make money in dairy farming. It's WAAY too expensive to just run a suboptimal farm. Their milk isn't great, but they sure do make a lot of it.

...so Holsteins and Holstein-Frisians (and other "super efficient" breeds) have absolutely decimated heritage cattle. The American Milking Devon is a deep reddish brown with gorgeous horns and low maintenance; rare. Randall Linebacks are painted with lines of white speckles down the back and can be used for any purpose; critically endangered. The Niata was a pug-faced cow who could fight jaguars; extinct.

And THAT'S what makes me hate them most of all. I LOVE cows, but whenever I see a reference to one, it's a holstein. It's always boring black and white splotches with big pink udders. They're practically synonymous with "cow" when their homogeniety is actually hiding much cooler breeds from you.

Did you know cows can be tiger-striped?

And that England has its own type of longhorn?

Or that cow horns can twist upwards like an antelope?

And that they can have REALLY LONG ears?

And that they can be blue?

And that's not even getting into some of the cows that have gotten a small crumb of attention lately, such as Highlands, Ankole-Watusi, and Texas Longhorns. There's so many cool cows out there! And they're all really different from holsteins! MOST of them are also a lot healthier and produce tastier milk and meat!

TL;DR yeah i don't like holsteins and I like sniping at them. For reasons both legit and petty.

#im not the most interested in cows but i like them! they're cute and we really need as a species in general to treat our livestock better.#uh idk where else to say this? fuck factory farming? fuck breeding with 0 consideration for health or ethics or anything other than profit?#also ty op i like cow lore #favs #<- so i can find this post again

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valentine-cafe · 7 months ago

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Hi Eden and Howl!

I’d love to request something spicy for verse 781 Vespasiano. Along the lines of a reader (afab gn) tying a pink bow around his cock and then proceeding to ride him under the guise of giving oneself a gift, but struggling because...well, he’s a big boy. So it’s only fair he takes over because it’s he who should be doing the gift-giving after all ☺️

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You had been kissing him up as though he’ll leave on deployment in the next few hours. Despite his towering height and the build of a sniper, you quickly make use of the art of seduction. With palms that take their rightful place on his chest and lips that consume his like a wildfire.

It took barely a few seconds until you were in his lap. Your hips stir up memories with their needy grinds into his crotch. His deep groan surfaces more as large hands steady themselves on your thighs.

“Dio, tesoro, slow down.” He chuckles into your kiss. If only to chase after it when you sink your teeth into his lower lip and dig your hands into his hair. Fingers brush along the dark strands and trace the streaks of grey you know so well, you give them a tug of greeting and steer your clothed heat down to his growing bulge.

His grunt is low while the twitch of his fingers that drag down your thighs leave a warning. The lieutenant would rather take his next shot blindfolded than let you think you have any control here.

Maybe with those big pretty eyes that he cannot say no to - or that sweet voice of yours that sung him into deception to hide your bratty behavior. But this? Oh darling, don’t try your luck.

His next few comments flow through one ear and out the other. Your lips drive forward rather than your mind. With heated kisses scattered all over his collarbone and fingers that fumble with the black buttons of his dark shirt.

It’s like you’re mocking him. What will you do, Sir?

“You seem to like me in your lap.”

He could see your eyes practically melting into hearts to match your giggle that puts sirens to shame. And like a sailor lost at sea, his mouth goes dry as your lips feasts down his chest, to his stomach, pelvic bone. Your teeth bite, his part.

Your nails drag along the bulge of his pants. They drum along his already hard dick straining against fabric. Like an anticipation of your own. Oh, your smile is dangerous. Sharp. If he could drop his head and kiss it into whines he would — alas you render him maw-dropped as your mouth grinds down on his bulge. Your hands rid him of his pesky pants like they are your worst enemy.

His tip’s there to greet you; so you’re polite and return the favour with a smooch. “Seems he missed me.” Not without a wink to your lover, however. Who grunts and snatches the back of your hair.

“Threading thin doll, watch it.”

He’ll forgive you with your trail of apologetic kisses down the underside of his veiny cock. The nervures thrum to the beat of your pants. You slick him up with saliva and affection like it’s a birthday gift. When in actuality, it should be yours.

With one last suckle right beneath his capped cockhead, you squeeze at his base then part with a pop. Smacking your lips together lightly as though to savour your favourite meal.

His head rolls to the side. Emerald eyes peer at you through narrowed lashes as his pants fan into the dim room. The sheen of the moon through his wide-open balcony doors and the neat style of your shared room blurs into nothingness when you look up at him. You simply have to rear your head and steal another quick kiss from his lips pressed in a thin line.

Vespasiano has been trained in every which-way to avoid distractions, as any good sharpshooter would. Your mouth ran years of training down the drain. Whether on his or wrapped around his cock so prettily. He groans into your sweetness and tilts forward to kiss you deeper with a large hand that knew so many hardships so gentle on your jaw.

Speaking of things wrapped around his dick - your little distraction for once is interrupted by yours truly, when the man parts with a small noise of question. Did you really have the audacity to slide a cockring round his -

“What’s this?”

His deep chuckle pulls a string at your heart, so you press a peck over his. Before you take a peek at his accessorised dick down below. Donning a pretty pink bow at the base. Like a badge of honour for all the times it’s fucked you dumb.

“My early birthday gift, after all.” He’s never rolled his eyes quicker at one of your silly, chirped out statements more than this. The grin on his face tells you he’s more than proud to bear your decor. If not then - he’d quickly get used to the idea when you give him a few pumps.

“Well,” he muses, head leaning down so that the little playful strand that hung over his forehead tickles your face. “What will ya use this gift for first hmm? ‘s easy, versatile, gots a long battery life and now comes with three -”

“Fuck off.”

Your laugh smothers him together with your smooches. His own deep chuckles and tittered kisses join the medley as his hands find their rightful place on your thighs. Ever as eager to aid your perch on his lap while his neck takes your arms around it like the finest jewellery piece. You’re just decking him with ornaments all over, huh?

To compensate for the heat of your passion, his head tilts back. Maybe he’ll let you off the hook just this once. Since it’s your birthday, after all. He won’t interfere in the sly grind of your hips. the second-nature of your rhythmic humps once your bottoms are ridded.

Lies. He’ll curl a finger along the band of your panties. Snap them to your soft skin and grin through your whines with sharp fangs.

He won’t be grinning for long. The mere sight of your panties pulled to the side steals his attention away from you mouthing down his tanned neck. He’s so used to stilling his breath every time for a shot; but he could never get used to your thievishness of his air whenever you sink down on him.

The squeeze of your pink walls flutters around him. Pulsating like a life force through the sensitive flesh. His hands move to worship such divinity with lathers down your thighs, up your shirt. He’ll squeeze your pretty breasts in return. “Mmm . . . sweet thing,” the pants that leave him are nothing short of desperate.

Desperate? That’s what he should be calling you. “Sat at the table all wet huh?”

You ignore the true statement. Your thighs have been squeezing around nothing through the entirety of dinner. And there he was - digging into his chicken piccata instead of you. The audacity.

So since he prefers his meal so much, he can keep his hands off your movements. You swat them away when he reaches to control your grinds. Your own flatten on his broad shoulders as you exchange his frown with a smile.

“Yeah?” His low voice almost halts your shimming hips. You tighten your tummy and force down the flutter, reprimanding him with a clench of your pussy. Two can play at that game.

“Wanna use my gift how I wanna babbyyy.”

What an actor you are. Pretending that the drag of his huge cock along your walls isn’t getting to you. Like you’re a strong darling who can handle their lover’s bully of a tip splitting their walls with ease. What more should he expect from the brat themself?

Have it your way, he deems. Vespasiano’s palms find their home on your bouncing breasts instead. His thumbs show them love with circles to your nipples while you - oh so skillfully - take your birthday ride on his cock.

“H-Hah. . . feel s’good,” you hiccup. Trying to ignore the sloppiness of your bounces. The haphazard slaps of skin in comparison to the rhythm he always sets when he’s the one in control. Your wetness coats your thighs and his cock, along with the pretty little bow. Dampening it to a deeper shade as though you’ve already cum all over it.

As though you aren’t struggling.

Maybe it’s the soft groans as his head limps into your shoulder. Or his shit-eating grin you feel against your skin he dares lay kisses on despite. Perhaps its the thrum of that one underside vein of his that mocks your sweet spot but an inch away. Or the way your clit misses his calloused fingers.

He kisses to your ear so tenderly while you’re trying to ride him like he’s not making your eyes roll back with the stuffing of his size and the kisses of his pre-cumming tip to your cervix. “Need some help?”

Your pussy cries yes. Your mouth utters out a whined - “no.” Seems like you prefer feeling like a mouse climbing a horse. You sure as hell have the stubborness of one.

“Oh, course not. ‘cause you’re doin so well.” He drawls in a croon masked in the sweetness of heaven, yet surely crawled from the pits of hell. His hands are like serpents that trace down your sides. One slithers to stroke at your spine. “Soo well, mean listen to her.”

If your cunt had a conscious she would have long disowned you. Why are you more addicted to your pride than the delicious feel of his cock slamming you silly?

You could be here, bouncing on him like a ragdoll. Instead you’re bumping and humping along like a virgin.

It’s only when you attempt to sink down fully in a pathetic search for his pelvis grazing your clit, combined with the feathery, mocking kisses along your breasts — that you cave in. Much like your poor walls throbbing around him in their own pleads and tears.

“O-h. . . O-Okay,” your choppy response prompts an arch of a dark brow. His caresses down your sides send shivers through your spin, through your cunt that has come to a standstill. “Please. . . h-help me out baby.”

“Oh.”

It’s his eyes turn to be the superstars. Widening in all their fakeness. It almost makes you want to backpedal out of spite.

“Need my help? But you were doing so well. Don’t you wanna ‘use your gift’?” In spite of himself his hips take up a light roll and grind. Knocking against all your sensitive spots with the mere action. He cannot say no to those big eyes, after all. “It’s all wrapped up f’you and everything. What, forgot how to ride already?”

It’s a small beat. One to match the thrum of your heart and pulse of your walls. You squirm on his lap and hook your arms tighter around his neck. You’re leaking all over him even more with just the few, shallow rocks.

Vespasiano only hums. He forgives your thighs with the warmth of his hands and brings them back down so easily. Fixated on the squelches and sight of your slit quivering with gratitude. If only to cry when he halts again.

And with a deep, lilting voice. His croon fills your ear.

“Then let me remind you.”

There’s those wet claps. Like a rejoice through the room as he snaps up into you with a chase for your cervix. He hits bullseye every time. Large hands snatch your waist and jam you down in unison. He can’t give you all redemption, now can he?

Your head tosses back. Toes curl as he hammers into you like a piston. He acts like you were so disrespectful! He’s one to talk with his rude size making your poor pussy cry all over him. Clinging to his cock like a lifeline. Just as you are.

“V-Ves - hic - Vesp - Veesspp hngh -”

“Thaaatt’ss more like it. There you go.”

He only needs one hand on your thighs. The other caresses around your throat. A cruel sense of security shattered when it tightens. Forces you to look up at him while he wrecks you for all your worth. And he’s not even breaking a sweat while he squirts your cum all over his thighs like it’s nothing.

What was that about only needing one hand on your thigh? Turns out he needs none. His sheer strength is enough to bounce you on him faster - and faster - while his fingers search for better matters. Splitting his index and middle on your folds to open them up for him. Unveil your throbbing clit to the hot summer breeze of Italian weather. If it weren’t for him barreling away at your insides and turning them into mush you’d be complaining on-and-on about the temperature.

You don’t seem to mind the heat of his hands. Of his wet kisses traced along your neck and shoulders. Certainly not of the warm suds that stain your thighs and the strings of cum and slick that squirt from your puffy pussy. You’ll have to throw that pretty bow away for sure.

“V-Veessp - I - hngh -! P-Pleaa - s-s’sooo -” your lips match the strings with drool instead. He doesn’t seem to mind when he yanks you closer by the neck and presses his lips to yours. His grip finding better grasp at your face with fingers smooshing your cheeks together.

All you can do is stare helplessly when he parts. Fingers flex and his thumb invades your mouth next, flushes to your tongue while he grins at the trail of saliva connecting the both of you. “Use you words, tesoro. Pretty pussy down there’s outdoing you.”

What a cruel man he is to accentuate your squelching songs by dragging his tip to the head of your slit. Smack the head on your quivered folds as it catches on wet threads of cum before slamming back in. All to see your head toss back and your cries to outshine the splutter of your cunt. His thumb joins your clit, as though you need more stimulation than the agonisingly pleasurable feeling of him ramming you through another orgasm.

“Nhh - f-fuu’ p-ease-!”

Your eyes meet at the centre. Jaw slack. Pleasure numbing every fibre in your body other than your milking walls and aching cervix. Not that he’s giving you a break no matter how many times you squirt all over his dick and balls.

“Aww, what’s this?” Vespasiano bites on his grin at the squirm of your thighs. Pleasure thrums through him with ragged pants and pulsations at his thick tip.

His hands smack and grip at the fat of your ass before he squishes tight. Slams you down all the way and bucks his cock up rapidly into that one, darling, devastating spot.

“We don’t - fuck - run from a good fuckin’, doll.” He drags his fangs down your throat and circles some of his bite marks. Such a tender action in comparison to the way he’s humping you to a state of dumbness. To spilling all over the bow once more.

His tongue lathers out on the front of your throat and with a voice on par with the deepness of him stuffing you full - he muses.

“Jus’ giving your gift, pretty thing. Happy birthday.”

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dioslesbianwife · 17 days ago

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I love you the way you write characters in your fics! Can you do Bucci gang and a S/O who likes to play Genshin?

ty! aghhh my two favorite things- genshin and jojo lol thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

Bucciarati

Honestly? He doesn’t understand a single thing about Genshin.

“Why are there… children fighting dragons?”

He’s super patient though- he’ll sit beside you while you grind domains and hum softly.

You make the mistake of saying “Zhongli is so husband.” He’s like 👁️👄👁️

“Am I not… husband enough for you, amore?”

Lowkey jealous of pixel men. Refuses to admit it.

Will play only to get materials for you. Like he’ll farm that damn Violetgrass without complaint.

If you mention having a bf or partner in your bio he might tear up.

Giorno

He picks up the mechanics way too fast. It’s annoying.

“I’ve fully built a C6 Alhaitham with BiS artifacts. How is your Hu Tao doing?”

He's genuinely invested in the lore and politics of Teyvat 😭

Is also very suspicious of the Fatui lmao.

“I don’t like the look of this Tartaglia character.”

Loves playing co-op with you and watching you giggle when you pull your faves.

You give him the Aether’s hairstyle and a flower crown. It’s over.

Mista

LOUD and DRAMATIC about everything.

“Why the hell do I have to use a bow? I want a gun!!”

Always dies to fall damage and then blames lag.

Thinks Fischl is weird, hates the floating Paimon girl, simps for Beidou and Navia.

You pull his character crush? He SCREAMS. "Babe. BAAABE. I NEED HER."

Tries to flirt while you're playing:

“So, uh, when you’re done saving Teyvat, you wanna sit on my lap?”

Abbacchio

Hates it on principle.

“This is ridiculous. You’re obsessed. It’s not even real.”

But he watches you play from across the room and gradually learns everyone’s names.

Grumpy but secretly touched when you say he reminds you of Diluc.

You start naming your teapot furniture after him just to mess with him. He pretends he’s annoyed but he lowkey loves it.

One day you find him playing co-op with Giorno and he’s ar 56.

“Don’t look at me like that. I only play for the artifacts.”

Fugo

Gets roped in because you needed help fighting the weekly bosses.

Becomes obsessed with min-maxing and damage numbers.

Has a literal spreadsheet for artifact RNG. You are terrified.

1000% becomes a theorycrafter on youtube with an excel sheet constantly up.

“You’re using a 4-piece Thundering Fury? With that team comp? That’s insane- here, give me the controller.”

You gave him a Genshin-themed notebook and he uses it to track your pulls and pity.

Trish

“Ew, I’m not playing a game where I can’t choose my outfits.”

Refuses to touch the game until she sees you playing as Yae Miko.

Suddenly she is in love.

Makes you do her commissions and dailies for her. But she will decorate the teapot with the best interior design you’ve ever seen.

Treats her 5-stars like her children. “No, I don’t use Bennet. He doesn’t match the aesthetic.”

You gift her Primogems and she looks at you like you gave her a diamond ring.

Narancia

TOTAL GENSHIN GREMLIN.

"Wait, wait, why is the fire guy weak to ice?? This is messed up!!"

Picks characters based solely on how cool they look.

Obsessed with Diluc, Xiao, and Itto. Tries to copy their voice lines in battle.

You play Genshin at the same time on separate screens and he keeps yelling at you from across the room like:

“Babe I FOUND A CHEST!!! COME GET IT WITH ME!!!”

For your birthday he tried to draw fanart of your Genshin OC and you cried it was so cute.

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deuxcherise · 4 months ago

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Roses Are Green Pt. 1

C/w: Unhealthy behavior, yandere sub(?) male oc x dom(?) female reader, reader is kind of physical with people, reader is op, displays of aggression, lore

A/n: So it’s March, and to me, March is green. And it's been a while, so hi~ I came back with an old oc I’ve written once before (check out Look At Me). This kind of expands on that universe. And because it was so long, I’ve broken it into two parts.

Masterlist | Part 1/2 (you're here!), Part 2/2

It’s not every day a war criminal gets accepted back into the official family register after having waged war with the country. Much less receive both the perks and responsibilities of being part of the royal family.

“Princess, even if no one has the stupidity of retaliating, I suggest you keep up a polite appearance at least.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes. “You’re the last person I want to hear that from, Teacher. You’re probably the only one who can slap the back of my head in front of an audience and get away with it.” You hum thoughtfully. “Maybe I should have you thrown in the dungeon right away, for how much you get away with.”

Your governess places the flat and heel of a clean boot against your low back and tugs on the strings of your corset, nearly knocking the wind from you from the sudden squeeze of your midsection. Out of mischief, no less, from her chuckle. Just as quickly, she takes back her foot and slightly loosens the strings.

“Are you trying to kill me? It’s much too late to do that now, you know?” you comment.

She laughs as she adjusts the strings. “Now now, firstly I would never hit you in front of others. Though, I won’t deny there is an intense urge to do so. Perhaps when I am older and have a foot at death’s door, then I will.” She finishes tying the strings. “And please. If this kills you out of everything else, I shall consider myself a demon most fearsome.”

“How ever do you mean? Aren’t you already one?”

She clicks her tongue as she places all of the other layers on, while you snicker in response. She then has you sit down to prepare your hair and makeup. “Now, how shall we hide those lines?”

The lines which she refers to are the cracks that seem to flow from your bottom eyelid, resembling trails left behind from tears. They no longer hurt, but they’ll never fully heal.

You shake your head. “I have no shame in them. Leave them be.”

She shrugs. “Alright.” She powders your face, pausing for a moment. “If you were to stand very still and hold your breath, anyone who didn’t know any better would believe you to be a very large and realistic porcelain doll.”

You smile and raise your brow. “Do you think that’ll scare him off?”

She tilts her head from side to side contemplatively, as she applies blush. “If he’s smart, he’ll know running away isn’t an option.”

In the mirror, your smile dissipates as you look downwards. “Right...”

Once she has finished preparing you, you plaster on the most unhinged grin everyone knows you for. You and your governess then head into the main hall, where your most anticipated guest is already waiting, along with his parents and your best friend, at the bottom of the stairs.

Your eyes are trained on the man, the unfortunate one has been sent to your cage to be eaten alive. He wears a suit that you haven’t seen him in before. It is new and as proper as one can afford given his family’s status. He has styled his green hair this time, brushed back for a proper appearance, though a few strands rebelliously hang over his forehead. Just as you’ve seen before, his lips are pinker than his skin, and his nose sits on his face very nicely. What captivates you the most are his golden eyes, as they meet yours for the first time. They do not shine at all despite their color, yet it is coupled with a smile. You know what face means.

What a cold expression.

“Do not be afraid,” your governess whispers near your ear.

“Oh, I’m not the one who wants to run away,” you whisper back as you lift up your chin and descend the stairs to meet them at their level.

“Baron and Baroness Nightshade,” you greet the older adults, adding a twinge to your voice. “Thank you so much for being here. So glad to see you all~”

They shakily bow and curtsy, though their son does so perfectly and relaxed. “A-as to you, your highness,” replied Baron Nightshade. Similar to their son, his father has a darker shade of green hair the Nightshade family is known for while his mother has plum-like shade to hers. Fitting.

You turn to the other lady, whose hair is more like a yellow green version of her relatives. “Lily. You as well. Thank you~”

“Of course~!”

You look up and down Lily, with a raised brow. “And where’s my curtsy?”

Lillian flips her hair haughtily. “Hah! And where’s my title? Not ‘Lady’ Lily? Not ‘My Bestie’ Lily? Wow.”

You throw your head back and laugh heartily, before immediately silencing yourself as you eye the family with an expression of a hungry lion. “Now, which one of you is supposed to be my dearest fiancé, hm?”

“Y-yes. Your highness,” Baron Nightshade begins, keeping his head down, “ M-my wife and I would like to f-formally introduce to you my first and only born, Naoki Nightshade.”

Naoki bows again, standing back up straight with the most excited smile coupled with the most chasm-like eyes ever. “It is an honor and my utmost pleasure to formally meet you, your highness. I am Naoki Nightshade, heir to the Nighshade family. I look forward to our engagement.”

Liar.

You relax your face slightly as you find him meeting your eyes without hesitation, unlike most people. Whether it is out of fear or unabashed confidence, he clearly doesn’t want to be here at all. Just like you. No matter.

You throw on another expression, one that resembles a haughty customer assessing a product on the shelf, as you take a step towards him. You grab him by the chin, causing muffled gasps from his parents, and tilt his face this way and that way, much to his surprise by the widening of his eyes. You release his chin to grab a handful of his hair and ruffle it, messing up their neat placement. You quite like the texture of his hair actually. You then take both his cheeks and squish them. Despite his angular features, his cheeks have quite the cushion. All the while, he allows you to do these uncomfortable things without moving or making a sound.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you find his helpless parents looking in horror while Lily hides her giggles behind a gloved hand. You release Naoki from your torture with a satisfied smile.

“I suppose I’ll accept this engagement. I think you and I will get along, very nicely~” You clap your hands together childishly, before throwing on a smirk as you trace a finger along his jawline. “Especially when it comes to making children~”

The Baron and Baroness clear their throats out of discomfort and clap as they pretend to be happy for their son. Naoki doesn’t make any reaction at all either, only nodding with that plastered smile of his.

You wave a hand to dismiss everyone but your fiancé, which his parents happily take with a bow and curtsy. Lily waves goodbye as she follows them. You smile brilliantly at Naoki, whose expression doesn’t change even though he’s been abandoned.

Will you survive being with me?

-----🫐-----

CRASHHH!

A thrown glass shatters into a million pieces, splattering the red liquid in it all over the ground. You stand there with your hand outstretched, and a bored pout on your face. Gasps erupt from the crowd around you and the person who offended you.

“I thought a duke would provide the best wine in his party, knowing a member of the royal family would be attending. Yet, it was the worst wine I have ever tasted. I can’t believe you would dare serve this to me,” you huff.

Duke Alavise stutters, “I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me, your highness! I-I-I shall bring out another bottle from my curated collection. I guran-”

“Don’t bother,” you disregard him, with a flick of your hand. “My tastebuds have already been sullied.. My fiancé and I will be heading home and enjoying my own collection of wine. Hmph! Let’s go!”

You grab onto Naoki’s arm, and begin leading him towards the door. He doesn’t put up any resistance whatsoever, but you can tell behind his neutral expression that he didn’t exactly want to go home with you.

“W-wait- I-”

You shoot a glare at the duke. “Are you telling me what to do?”

The duke immediately looks towards the ground. “N-no, of course not.”

You smirk. “Good.” Then you and your fiancé exit out of the mansion and enter into your carriage. There you sit across from each other and you lean against the side to close your eyes as the carriage heads home.

“Um…”

You open up your eyes to see Naoki playing with his fingers. “Hm?”

“Um, why do you…”

“Spit it out.” You hope he’ll be honest this time.

He shakes his head. “N-nothing. I was simply amazed by his audacity! To think he could serve you subpar wine and get away with it. He doesn’t seem very intelligent at all,” Naoki spills out rapidly. “Good thing you showed him!”

There it is again. The gushing. The sucking up. You had seen him enjoying the wine just minutes prior to you tossing that glass. Truth be told, that duke’s wine was one of the best wines in the country, almost on par with the royal family’s. A man of Naoki’s status, the son of a baron, would have had no experience with knowing the difference between adequate and excellent wine… Then again, Naoki is part of the Nightshade family, and they are known for their gardening magic. Would he know the difference?

Regardless, the duke simply irritated you. You had been enjoying watching your lower-class husband-to-be enjoying something luxurious, only for the duke to decide that it was alright to snarkily comment on Naoki’s status and how people like him were experts at licking the undersides of peoples’ boots. What a jerk. Now that you’ve disgraced the duke, as a member of the royal family regardless of your reputation, his stocks will fail tremendously and you hope that he’ll eventually come to learn what being at the bottom of an abyss feels like.

Your wicked smile makes Naoki question the cause of it.

“Well~ The royal family’s wine has always been the best, so I’m looking forward to it,” you cover up. “You should be looking forward to it too, since it’ll be your first time tasting it. You’ll see the difference in quality and understand.”

“I- I see!” he stutters before composing himself. “I’m glad. I look forward to trying it with you.”

Behind your smile, you chew on your cheek. All of these cringy lines… How does he not tire of them? Maybe it’s fun? Should you try it out?

You giggle. “Even though I haven’t drunken any wine, I already feel drunk when I’m with you~”

He laughs, though it sounds hollow.

On second thought, maybe you shouldn’t say any more cringy lines. Especially when you don’t mean those things at all. How does he do it so easily?

-----🫐-----

You fold your arms and cross your legs, a smirk on your face. “Tell me, pet,” you throw at him. “What are your talents? What are you good at?”

You figured after a month or so of playing the evil villainess everyone knows you for and yet he’s still alive and well, it was time to actually get to know your fiancé properly. And for him to get to know you.

He sits upright in his chair across your tea table, hands on his lap. His face looks tired from holding up the same happy expression for the past hour, but his insistence in maintaining this facade is admirable.

“A-as I’m sure you’re aware from my cousin, Lillian Vallar,” he starts hastily, “We all possess the power to create and manipulate plants. I myself am adept at producing vegetables in particular, but I can produce flowers just the same. Normal ones.”

He showcases by producing a rose in his hand towards you. You gladly take it with a grin, and twirl it between two fingers. No thorns, that’s nice. Though, internally you think this is probably the most cliche flower he could have chosen.

“I believe I will be most helpful when it comes to the empire’s agriculture! I am also great at housework, and I know how to cook. Oh, but I promise I will make you the happiest woman in the world!”

You don’t say it, but you can tell he’s trying to sell you his ability to ensure his safety. It’s a bit cute, like a puppy doing tricks in a pet store to get adopted. However, perhaps a change in topic may be in order to really test his conversational skills.

You make a gesture towards one of the maids to prepare and pour the tea. After four agonizing minutes of brewing— for him that is, not you— your teacups are full of piping hot tea. You pick it up and bring it towards your lips, but not before asking, “It has been a while but now that we’ve gotten to know each other, would you prefer it if I called you Naoki or Mr. Nightshade?”

He’s at a loss for words for the first time. “I…” He quickly composes himself, evidence of his training. “I have no preference. Please call me as you wish.”

You nod. “Alright. While in public, I’ll call you ‘my fiancé’ or ‘my love’ or ‘my pet’ or whatever as per usual. In private, I shall address you as Naoki. Will that be alright?”

He slowly nods. “Oh… Yes.”

With a little movement of your arm, you watch with amusement as the liquid in your cup shifts in a circular motion. “Then Naoki, be honest.” You take a sip before making eye contact, causing him to flinch with the intensity of your gaze. “What do you think of me?”

You can spot his eyes widening just a fraction before he begins to spout another practiced line. “Stop,” you command, narrowing your eyes. “I said, be honest.”

Caught off guard, his eyes bulge out in panic. “W-what? I don’t-”

You tilt your head with a sigh. “I know you’re afraid of me. Given my reputation, who wouldn’t? Tell me. Do you really want this marriage?”

He blinks, clearly conflicted but not wanting to say anything that could ruin this arrangement. At least, on his part. “I…”

“You do not want this marriage,” you say for him.

His lack of retort confirms your statement. He’s smart enough not to try too.

He won’t talk back, that much is for certain, though you can see the thoughts running behind his eyes. It would be nice to bring his inner self out, but for the sake of this marriage working, you believe it best to keep things distant and orderly. You have had enough chaos to last a lifetime.

You make a small noise of understanding, the corners of your mouth curving upward gently. “I also do not want this marriage either.”

You hear him gasp. “I-”

“Do not worry,” you cut him off, taking another sip. “I do not intend on breaking this engagement. Go on and drink your tea before it gets cold.”

He takes his teacup but he seems too nervous to drink it.

“Please, feel at ease with me. I will not make you do anything uncomfortable… unless we are in public in which we will need to keep up appearances,” you tell him.

“...Okay.”

He agrees and finally drinks his tea, but his tone says he doesn’t believe you. Understandable. You purse your lips, mulling over various things you’ve heard of that have made men with cold feet comfortable. You take a roll of the wheel and settle for a particular line.

“Even when we are married, you are free to take any lovers if you’d like.”

He spits out his tea.

You ignore it, suppressing your giggle from finally getting a proper reaction out of him. You add, “I promise I won’t punish you, but I will expect you to be aware of our reputations, of course.”

At this, he forgets his manners and slams down his tea before getting up from his seat, his chair scraping the floor with a terrible sound. You flash him a glare, considering he made you almost spill your tea, but surprisingly he does not falter.

“I-I am not an indecent man!” he declares, his soft voice not nearly loud enough to constitute him as yelling.

You raise a brow before you raise a hand and push down the air, forcing him back into his seat with an invisible magic and shifting his chair back in. “I didn’t say you were an indecent man. I am just allowing you freedom to love.”

He shakes his head, still troubled. “I won’t be unfaithful in this marriage.”

You purse your lips. He seems like the uptight follow-the-rules-kind of person. If you were a more cruel woman, perhaps you might allow your instincts to take over and really give him something to cry about. Shouldn’t he know to shut up and be happy with the opportunities you’ve given him? Or perhaps he’s just keeping up appearances to keep in your good graces? Hm.

“Alright. Do as you like.” You shrug. “Do you have any questions for me?”

“T-that’s– W-will that-” He composes himself and regards you with concerned curiosity behind a neutral face. “Will that apply to you as well?”

“What? Taking on a lover?”

He nods.

You shake your head. “To tell you the truth, personally, I’m not interested in marriage. Or children. So you do not have to worry about me jumping you the moment we’re alone, or causing any scandals that’ll mess with your family’s reputation— Everyone already knows me to be mad anyway, so it’ll only reflect badly on me.” You place down your tea cup and intertwine your fingers. “But I am not interested in having any affairs or relationships in the first place. Any other questions?”

His Adam’s apple bobs when he nods, breaking eye contact. “I… I didn’t realize that you were…”

“Calm? Somber? Sane?” you suggest.

“No- I... Well… I am curious as to why you’re accepting this engagement so easily, given our difference in statuses?”

You lower your gaze towards the remaining drops of tea in your teacup. It irritates you how easy it would be to destroy him, to torture him. The son of a mere baron. Slightly higher than commoners but so, so, so much lower than everyone else. If you wanted to hang him out in the open and let the birds peck at him, no one would dare go against you. And on top of that, both of you don’t seem like a match at all, considering his doormat of a personality so far.

You meet his eyes. “You understand what you’re benefitting from this marriage, yes?”

He hesitantly nods.

“Good.” You untwine your hands and take a pastry off of the pastry tower gently with your fingers. “Mm. If- When you marry me, your family receives high favor from the court and in turn, gains a higher status from being linked to the royal family. This is especially so since you are their only child,” you state it out loud as you place that pastry onto his plate. “As for me…”

You wave a hand and magically a pastry from the tower begins to float. You scoff. “What the royal family- or rather the court, more importantly, is interested in is marrying off the heir, my youngest brother as everyone knows…” You twirl a finger and the pastry rotates mid-air. “But unfortunately in this country, first borns must be married off first. And since I am that, well, it doesn’t matter who I get married to. It doesn’t matter what I’m interested in.”

You let the pastry crash onto your plate. “What the court is interested in is that I am taken off the market as quickly as possible, so that they can leave their sweet sons to be safely married off to the eligible ladies and produce more heirs for their meager bloodlines. That is why this engagement was allowed to happen at all… ” You tilt your head side to side contemplatively before adding, “And you have your cousin to thank. I don’t mind having her as my in-law.”

“That’s… But you could…”

You smirk as you pick up and slightly squeeze your pastry, taking delight in the way the flaky exterior crunches. “I could just do what I want, sure, but I wouldn’t gain anything.” You rip off a piece of the pastry and pop it into your mouth. “I’m tired, so I’m settling down. You should be happy, since you’re the one benefiting the most out of this situation.”

“.....”

You sigh. “Don’t pity me. I do benefit from this. As long as you do not cause trouble for me and play your part, you are free to do as you please. I only wish for peace and to be left alone.”

“O-oh…”

“Oh, and I do apologize if I have broken any dreams of yours of being married to the love of your life,” you say, seeing a troubled expression on his face. “But like I’ve said, you are free to take on a lover. It’s not like the court will expect you to be anything better than a commoner.”

His eyes flash as he slams his hands against the table. “I won’t!”

You laugh. “Okay, okay. I get it.”

What a relief it is to finally get to be yourself, and what an adorable puppy you have.

#royalty #arranged marriage #op reader #jealousy #yandere #soft yandere #yandere male #yandere male oc #male x female #fem reader #deuxcherise writes

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future-champ-mango · 5 months ago

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I'm from Hoenn originally, so I'm VERY biased; One of the few memories that came back quickly after returning to civilisation was watching Champions Wallace and Steven battling other trainers. My mom told me about when I was really little and she took me to go see them. Said something about me happily squealing and saying "I wanna be a champion one day!" Hoping I can maybe get there, once I get used to life again, haha.

You know, one of the things I've noticed about this website is that there really is a lot of people from other regions! I've only seen a few other Galarians! I have quite a few questions, really.

But.. what really has me curious...

Who is everyone's favorite champion?

#pokemon irl #mangoposting #lore #rotomblr #//op this was a fun question ty for putting this out there #//i love leon as a character btw & i like how you write him

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xadenviolct · 1 year ago

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So, in regards to the post here that I just reblogged, I have some MORE thoughts:

Not only do I think the OP did a remarkable job explaining what has been my focus and my "reasons" for elriel since the beginning, but I just want to reiterate that.

There is conflict, there is world-building, there is epic love overcoming all else, there is (potentially?) political fall out...

There is so much STORY that can be done with this pairing.

If someone can please give me such story in any other ship, I'd be down for it.

Because where is the STORY in Elain with anyone else? (Because it's not going to be an Azriel-book. It's not going to be a Lucien-book. The one thing that we can pretty much BET on is that it'll be an Elain book, because the SISTERS have been the focus from the beginning. But I digress...)

So let's say it is definitely Elain's story. Feyre had hers in the first three; Nesta in Silver Flames; it'll be Elain's turn now. Seems fairly reasonable to make such a guess.

Tell me, honestly, what sort of story that would CENTER around ELAIN if the endgame pairing is Lucien? There is no conflict, there is no fall out, there is almost nothing for them to "overcome" in any way.

"Elain accepts the bond. The end." Very, very, VERY short tale.

But a story that would CENTER around ELAIN if the pairing is with Azriel? Boy oh boy do we have story!

Rejected bond and what happens because of it (DOES anything happen because of it?)

World-building and expansion of lore and whatnot (possibly tying in things we learned in other Maas-verse stories?)

A "love more epic than a mating bond" kind of pairing

The importance of one's choice, even in defiance of fate or gods or whatever other power

Political fallout from Elain and Azriel choosing each other--what does that mean with allies? What does it mean with Rhys? With Lucien? Does it affect the courts of Prythian in some way?

Etc. Etc.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again:

From a purely WRITING perspective, from a purely STORY-TELLING perspective, I cannot see it going any other way for Elain's story.

#ramblings of a mad woman #acotar #sjm #elriel #writing #storytelling #fantasy #fae #elain archeron #azriel

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souisde4d · 4 months ago

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Small mercari haul

this time i waited a bit longer than usual. i also split the delivery, which luckily turned out to be pretty cheap! as always, everything cost less than 30 dollars, more specifically, around 25 dollars, not counting the cd i ordered for a friend

this velour skirt from eatme was the reason i put this order together! tho when i first tried it on it looked a bit confusing without a full coord. honestly i think it was a great purchase for just $7. it will look really nice with a top that has a fluffy silhouette

surprisingly, the next op turned out to be my favorite!

it has a bit of cotton in the fabric, which makes it really comfy to wear. its easy to put on (thanks to the front zipper), so it kind of feels like a robe. i got it for summer, and itll look just fine with sandals. common ank rouge win

real pockets waaaaaaaaa

the last op kind of has a lore. at first i wanted to order a dress from pium that i had been dreaming about --and i did! but the seller canceled the order due to defect, so i got refunded. thats when i decided to go for this op from ma*rs as my plan b

thanks to someones interference the strap on the right shoulder needs a bit of fixing.

its pretty short, so i plan to style it with stockings. also, since its free size, its not the most comfortable to move in, but it looks good on me, so Ill let it slide

and heres the cd. honestly i know nothing about vkei, but it was crazy expensive. either way i didnt spend anything on it, so I just wanted to show it to you!

as you may have noticed, most of this is black. dark girly season is officially open ig!

thats all folks ty for your attention!

#larme kei #eatme #ank rouge #sou's yapping #ガーリー #ガーリー系

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windcarvedlyre · 11 months ago

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I'm gonna turn that meme around on you: Venti and Jean? :>

(ask meme)

Ty :D

Honestly my answers will sort of be an inversion of yours: Jean as someone I really appreciate but I'm not actively into and Venti as unhealthy obsession and fandom bicycle. (Thanks for introducing me to that term, lol.)

Jean

How I feel about her: I don't brainrot over her for her own sake, but as my de facto main in co-op, the permanent healer in my overworld team, and one of Mondstadt's most important characters I'm very fond of her. She deserves more breaks. So so much.

Her design fascinates me too; if you use the alt version of her default outfit it looks very modest and like everything's covered when she's standing still, only for more skin to be exposed on her upper torso when you run or otherwise move around. It feels like a visual reflection of how she hides/suppresses the more human, emotional parts of herself to perform her role.

Romantic ships: I'm not actively into any but Jean/Lisa just makes sense to me. Lisa is such a fun character to bounce off her. You've got me intrigued about Jean/Eula and Jean/Kaeya as well, and I should look into Jean/Diluc too.

I s2g her voice lines make her sound like she's starting to have a crush on Traveller too. That could be really wholesome; they could periodically show up in Mond, speedrun solving a ton of citizens' problems, and whisk her off to beautiful corners of Teyvat she'd never dream of having time to visit otherwise. And they both have sibling issues... I'm selling myself on this as I type it, dear lord.

Platonic OTPs: All of the above are also wonderful platonically. Also Jean and Venti!! God!!! I neeeed more interactions between them; it's a massive shame the game never showed us Jean or Diluc processing the Venti-Barbatos reveal and the religious crisis that would definitely cause. Especially for Jean! I wish this oneshot was a longer multichapter so badly.

I'm fascinated by the idea of them having a lot in common under the surface, especially if we compare Jean to how Venti may have been in Mond's cultivation period. Even their outfits have a lot of design elements in common!

Additionally, considering her parallels with/idolisation of Vennessa, I love the idea of Venti having unresolved guilt/unprocessed trauma about whatever happened to Vennessa in the end + maybe her overworking herself for Mondstadt until her death, and him screaming internally watching Jean go down the same path. I can't get enough of fics where he helps her relax for once. The two of them should go on some long field trip where they coax each other into acknowledging they're people that feel things.

Unpopular opinion: Not sure I have any! I'm not familiar with general fandom opinions about her but I'd be surprised if I saw someone severely mischaracterising her, tbh. She doesn't feel like a difficult character to grasp. Maybe my perception's skewed since I tend to obsess over human dumpster fires, though.

Something I wish would happen: mainly (gestures at the platonic section), but seconding you that we need her to make progress with Barbara too. I'd love to see her be dragged into more shenanigans with Diluc as well, though I'm biased as a combined-Diluc-and-Jean main.

Venti

How I feel about him: I probably need help with the amount I think about this goddamn character. I didn't truly understand the term 'comfort character' until I started obsessing over him. I project onto him a bit too much and I want to emotionally smash him to bits and scrape him together again.

Even without the brainrot, he's just fascinating; he's clearly a significant character that will almost certainly be tied to massive lore drops later on, and the vague hints about him having time powers mean that even the way he fundamentally experiences reality can be theorised about with wildly different ideas being equally valid.

He has me freezing up at every damn mention of wind and/or time and/or music in this god-forsaken game. And there are a lot of them.

Romantic ships: as I said, he's the fandom bicycle for me. Everyone gets a ride. I especially love zhongven in multiple permutations, and their longevity means fanworks for other Venti ships can easily slot in past zhongven as well. Otherwise I really like kaeven, I used to be more into diluven but kaeven has completely eclipsed it for me, and I'm really intrigued about the potential of furiven as well (though I usually approach that platonically).

Non-romantic OTPs: any of the above if not being done romantically, plus Venti+Jean and Venti+Vennessa (see Jean's section lmao) and Venti+everyone in old mond- especially NB and RHW. And I really really want to see him interact with Furina. There are so many people he either has a fascinating relationship with already or has potential to.

While it's not a ship, I find the idea that he's slept with the Tsaritsa at least once pre-fallout very funny.

Edit: Venti having a non-reciprocated crush on Vennessa is interesting as well.

Unpopular opinions: I'm not sure I have any in a tumblr fandom context? Maybe that any ships between him and a mortal who's grown up worshipping him (like diluc/venti, jean/venti, etc) would be a lot more of an emotional minefield for both parties than people tend to explore, with the mortal having to go through a religious crisis while Venti clearly just wants to be treated like a person + could be paranoid as hell about whether their consent to anything is genuine.

That's not a criticism of those ships, though! The opposite, actually. I'd love to see a long fic that really digs into that.

Something I wish would happen: ...there are so many things I could put here. The main ones are a) a Venti-is-Barbatos reveal (and maybe a reveal of his darker secrets, like any abyss ties) to all of Mondstadt, forcing him to stop avoiding his problems for once, and b) for Venti to be pushed into a corner and/or go apeshit and reveal just how much he was lying about his power level.

I need a Vennessa-Venti reunion as well. Please please please.

#this got so long dear lord #but yeah ty :D #rotating these two so hard in my mind rn #genshin #venti #jean #beingatoaster #lyre gets interrogated

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stepswowdsen · 11 months ago

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KuroEne AU: Route Idea where Kuroha baits Konoha using Hibiya

(KuroEne with implied KonoEne)

KuroEne AU rambles. Wrote this a few days ago but forgot to post.

Was just thinking of a KuroEne AU with a Route set-up similar to Manga Route 2 Kuroha/Saeru baits Konoha by using Hibiya, and meets Ene.

Kuroha/Saeru baits Konoha by using Hibiya, and meets Ene. Basically, he baits Konoha on purpose by putting Hibiya (who he's currently possessing) in danger, counting on the fact that he knows Konoha will risk his life for his friends, and then takes the opportunity to jump to possess Konoha's body.

I didn't write KuroEne love/hate sex this time, since these rambles are just SFW, but that'd be fun to write more of, too. Ene should put him in his place!!!

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I initially wrote these as tags but I'm just gonna copy paste to post them here instead.

My canon-verse KuroEne AU is angsty, but it USUALLY starts more lighthearted and tame then eventually ramps up while approaching the fated date.

But this Route idea really takes the cake omfg

I love writing both fluff and angst… I think when juxtaposed together, they become really interesting. In general, I also think that conflict and tension are the spice of life in ships, so I love writing interesting kinds of conflict and tension and hostility, of the compelling kind.

It isn't KagePro without angst and tragedy after all ^^

But gosh I do think my other ships show how my tastes mellowed out over time cuz my KuroEne AU is so angsty. KuroEne has a delicious set-up and unique context that makes the ship interesting.

While my other fandom ships still have spicy kinds of conflict and tension, they are still very soft and tender and filled with warmth and companionship.

I think KuroEne have moments of tenderness and warmth and companionship, too, but they have the most tense relationship of all my ships due to Kuroha's role and set-up as the big bad evil snake who's the cause of the time loop tragedy.

I put more rambles under the cut, as usual!

Me: (Me while writing for my KuroEne AU)

I love angst!!! And also fluff!!! Yayyyyy!!! 🥰💞

My friends: HOLY SHIT your KuroEne AU is so angst fuel I love it... But you are really so evil for this Sen /lh /j 😭

Context Rambles and Some Thoughts

I decided to add context at the beginning for anyone who'd like to tune into the rambles.

In most Routes, Saeru (Snake of Clearing Eyes) possesses Kenjirou (Ayano's father) and then at the end of a Route (on the fated day of August 15th), the Heat Haze Day, jumps to Konoha's body.

Konoha's body is advantageous for him. Due to the nature of Haruka’s wish to have an “ideal” body to make friends with, Konoha’s body has superhuman strength (ie. Konoha can punch craters into walls, jump across buildings, and heal from fatal wounds).

Because of this, for him (Saeru), it's the ideal body to carry out the "Tragedy" with.

Ty to the KagePro fan-wiki for compiling sm of the lore and resources 🙏 Incredibly useful.

It's also because as Konoha, Haruka’s body is host-less. It doesn't have a human host, so he can jump from the current person he’s possessing to Konoha’s (as long as his current vessel manages to touch Konoha), and overtake the body with ease, overtake Konoha’s consciousness and possess him.

According to Novel Route, due to the wide degree of knowledge he carries, Kuroha/Saeru can even use Konoha’s Awakening Eyes to “rebuild the body molecule by molecule”

In Manga Route 2, even when he’s crushed by a landslide, he can heal and regenerate, no problem. This guy is absurdly OP as Black Konoha.

His extremely cold and calculated way of thinking and usage of "resources" is interesting to me.

But I also think it makes sense that the being who’s basically the embodiment of “Knowledge/Wisdom” can pull these things off.

I would say that it's because it's advantageous to him.

In most Routes, when Saeru possesses Kenjirou, waits until night to possess Kenjirou so that he doesn't draw suspicion.

Kenjirou is an adult male researcher/scientist, so that means that Saeru can gather funds and resources and influence while possessing him. Saeru overtakes the consciousness of the person he possesses, so they don't remember the things he does while possessing them.

It's within the nature of an Eye Ability Snake to works towards fulfilling their current host's wish, so he works towards his host's goals, while also working towards his own goals.

Iirc, it's because of Saeru's influence that the deaths of Haruka, Takane, and Ayano, who all die on the same day, don't get mass reported to the media.

Because 3 high school students dying mysteriously on the same day would be a HUGE thing, but he seems to take advantage of the body he's using to convince others to keep their deaths concealed so that the news is not wide spread.

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In Manga Route 2, both of Ayano's parents die (instead of just her mother, Ayaka), but Kenjirou doesn't enter the Kagerou Daze in this Route.

So, Saeru has to possess Hibiya (the youngest MekaDan member at 11 years old), and Hibiya's body is much more inconvenient for him, but he still does fine with hiding from the MekaDan cuz no one suspects him until it's too late, and he kills Momo by throwing her off the rooftop in front of numerous MekaDan members.

KuroEne AU: Route where Kuroha baits Konoha on purpose using Hibiya

Would be interesting if there are Routes similar to Manga Route 2 where Kuroha possesses Hibiya's body in a KuroEne AU

Saeru baits Konoha on purpose by throwing Hibiya's body (that he's currently possessing), knowing that Konoha will try to save Hibiya, his friend, due to his nature (good will and selflessness)

If he's feeling especially cruel, then he just throws Hibiya's body into oncoming traffic as he jumps to possess Konoha's body.

Otherwise, he'll just leave Hibiya's body as soon as there's touch/contact between his current host he's possessing, and Konoha's body, and then jump to possess Konoha

Saeru just lets Hibiya get killed when he leaves the body after baiting Konoha, and jumps to possess his body.

I imagine Ene is in the android body in the real world for this one.

Imagine if there's like a scene with KonoEne before where Konoha tells Ene he's going to go after Hibiya and that Ene should stay put and "get away from here as far as possible" and escape to the cyber world, because he doesn't know if the Clearing Snake will endanger any more people.

Ene tears up and stubbornly says, "Idiot!!! I'm not leaving you alone!!! I can't... I can’t lose you again…!" And just thinks to herself how she can't let Konoha slip out of her grasp just like Haruka did 2 years ago.

She's not leaving him alone to deal with the evil snake, someone so dangerous like that, and clings onto him by wrapping her arms around his waist to try and keep him in place, so that he doesn't go.

So Konoha just gently picks her up and finds a safe place for her to be. He gives her a gentle smile and tells her he'll promise to come back with Hibiya safe and sound, and then starts jumping across the rooftops in search of Hibiya.

Ene doesn't stay put and runs after Konoha in the direction he went trying to find him.

Konoha tells Ene that he'll make sure to "save Hibiya and rid him of that evil, no good snake" and runs after Hibiya. Ene tells him to stop and wait cuz she has a bad feeling about this... She can't catch up to his superhuman speed, but runs after him anyways.

When Ene finally sees Konoha in the distance and catches up to him, Ene can only watch as black spirals start to envelop Konoha, and Kuroha emerges from it.

KuroEne AU: Kuroha and Ene's 1st Meeting in this Route (Dialogue Script Ideas)

Ene: What…… Konoha...! What happened to Konoha...!?

Ene: YOUUUUUU...!!! 💢

Kuroha: Hello... This is the first time we meet, yes? How do you do? (^-^)

Ene: Looks like you’ve finally shown yourself… You evil snake!!!

Kuroha: I've been waiting to meet you for a very long time...

Ene: Fine… Let’s talk, Snake of Clearing Eyes.

(Some snippets I wrote above ^^)

KuroEne AU: Rambles

Ene just thinks about Konoha's words to her that he'll be coming back safe with the two of them, and just mutters to herself that he's an "idiot" for not keeping his promise.

Ene realizes that Kuroha/Saeru baited Konoha into coming after him using his selflessness and love for his friends against him.

Ene glares and growls at Kuroha and he just smirks and says that he "likes and feeds off of the hatred in her eyes, strong emotions solely being directed towards him."

Ene is just like "What are you doing!? What kind of monster are you... That boy was innocent... He had nothing to do with this!"

In regards to Hibiya's death, Kuroha just tells her that a little collateral damage in the process feels inevitable, so why stop it? It's much more entertaining this way.

First time they meet in this route? Yes. But not the first time ever, and he knows that. They've been through this "dance" before.

Kuroha also makes that comment because of the time it takes from the beginning of a Route to get to the present day. This mf seems patient af... Yes, he's been waiting to meet her again.

This is honestly one of the most angstiest ways that they [Kuroha and Ene] could meet in a Route, cuz usually, my KuroEne AU first meetings are more lighthearted and tame in that Kuroha finds Ene himself, and decides to play nice at first (in the beginning stages of their relationship, while getting to know each other).

Though, in my KuroEne AU, Kuroha/Saeru possessing Konoha's body THIS early, does mean that he dumps the body of whoever he was possessing, MUCH earlier compared to canon.

Like he leaves the body he was possessing earlier prior to meeting her, but NOT right in front of her (so she's blissfully unaware). Like he shows himself, and introduces himself to her as Black Konoha.

The Eye Ability Snake acts as a surrogate life for those who've died and obtained Eye Abilities, so him leaving the body just straight up kills the person

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hiya !! I hope this doesn't sound too weird but I just saw ur post abt being on ep 300 something of OP despite only starting it recently and ur just like me fr 😭🙏 I started a bit over a week ago and I'm currently at ep 167.

I'm probably barely caught up on the lore but these characters still rotate in my brain like a rotisserie chicken 24/7, and all this to say ur fanart of them is really neat and I'm glad other ppl are as insane about one piece as me (esp fellow trans zoro & ace truthers💯)<333

AHHHHH NOT WEIRD AT ALL OMG DON'T WORRY also no like. literally i get it so bad dude, i'm watching MULTIPLE episodes daily!!!!!!!! it is a true addiction and i love it SO dearly and could probably talk about it for several hours oh god.. as for lore, and where I think you are at in the series so like skypiea/jaya, I think a LOT of the story and lore there becomes more relavent as the series progresses! like a LOT of foreshadowing (along with the previous arcs aswell omg or so I am told by my gf who is hundreds of episode infront of me LOL) SO DON'T WORRY ABOUT NOT BEING CAUGHT UP ON THE LORE! the way one piece is set up leaves you in the dark for ages augh it is insane and i love it. AND YESSS TRANS ACE AND ZORO TRUTHER ABSOLUTELY!!!! i saw fanart of it and ran with it dude. i love them and i need to explode them with my mind ty for this ask it was so sweet aughh <3<3

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landoftheway · 2 years ago

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Thoughts on Lisa: The Definitive Edition

Finished all of the new content in both Painful and Joyful, and after giving it some time to sit I’ve got some thoughts about all of it. Below the cut for both length and spoilers:

The Painful

To start with, I love the new campfire scenes. They’re funny, heartwarming, and everything in between, and I actually like that they’re locked behind both the RNG of resting and specific requirements for certain scenes (having enough characters, progressing far enough, either taking or not taking Joy, etc.). It incentivizes people to actually use those rest opportunities instead of just farming mags and resting at an inn.

Brad’s Nightmare scenario is generally very good, but even I think it drags on a little longer than necessary. That said I really like both the fight itself and the lore both before and after it. It really gets across how deep the roots of Brad’s trauma go (a metaphor that I’ll come back to in the Joyful section below), and while ultimately it doesn’t change the outcome of his story it allows for both the audience to get a deeper insight into him and for him to have a moment of genuine reflection on his life, particularly allowing him to think about Lisa as the actual person she was and not the specter of grief and guilt he normally perceives her as. And while it IS possible to cheese the fight without losing anyone, I like the thematic resonance of Brad having to sacrifice the people around him and his connections to them in order to fight his inner-demons; it’s a cool way of tying that theme into a mechanical interaction the player can participate in.

The new sound and music changes are, unfortunately, weaker than the originals all around, but Jorgensen was very direct about the legal reasons they had to be made so there’s not much helping that. In the same way the changes made to the Playstation release are downright silly but also legally necessary for its release on that platform, so I get it.

The gameplay re-balancing seems fine all around. I should note that I did my playthrough on Pain Mode without using any Joy, so I stuck with the classic OP team of Terry, Birdie, and Nern, so for most of the game I had largely the same gameplay experience as my first time through. I do appreciate the inclusion of an EXP share for the party, since it made leveling everyone up at the EWC to get their level 25 abilities much easier and also helped get everyone prepped for the new superboss.

The Joyful

Much like the original release this new content is much more of a mixed bag compared to Painful, but overall I enjoyed it. To start with the least controversial aspect, I like the new Warlord abilities Buddy gets; they’re all both fun and interesting to use and definitely make playing as Buddy more engaging than how she used to be.

On a similar note, the new boss fight she has with apparitions of all the Warlords together is a fun bonus challenge. I particularly like that you can resolve it both by actually fighting them or just defending against them for several turns cause it ties into the ways Buddy is thematically different than Brad. Brad can only conceive of facing his guilt by fighting it due to both his past and having lived long enough for that mentality to become set in stone, but Buddy for all of her faults has at least the potential to see things outside of that dynamic (this being one of the crux’s of her final decision to take the vaccine or not).

The above aspect of Buddy is what ties into the more controversial part of the new content, which is the lead-up to the new ending and that ending itself. It’s worth stating at this point that a lot of this new content is very intentionally vague as to whether it’s literal or metaphorical. For example, the young Rick, Sticky, and Cheeks as well as the Dusty face all speak as ghosts of their adult selves, but in the same weird area we also see a young Bernard and Dusty that are definitely memories of the past. The setting of Olathe has always been one where the supernatural explicitly exists (fireballs, fingerbeams, etc.) and Lisa herself always kinda towed the line between shared hallucination and an actual ghost, so in that respect it’s nothing new for the game but it can definitely make what happens next difficult to parse.

The crux of the new ending is Buddy “planting” Lisa inside herself, which radically alters her dialogue with Buzzo after Yado’s death. Whether this is literal or metaphorical is, again, vague as all hell. On one hand Buddy speaks to Buzzo about things she should ostensibly know little to nothing about and Buzzo accuses her of stealing Lisa away from him, which lends to the idea that this was in some way literal. On the other hand pretty much everything Buddy says to Buzzo are either things she could have feasibly (if a bit improbably) put together or else just things she could have said just to hurt him as much as possible, and Buzzo himself is in the process of becoming a Joy mutant and completely losing his mind, so it’s also possible this is all purely metaphorical. My personal interpretation lies somewhere in the middle but leans more towards the latter; while I think there’s probably some truth to the idea of Lisa as an actual specter/tulpa/whatever, I see most of this new stuff as not things that literally occurred as depicted (i.e. Buddy did not literally collect the items that are part of the puzzle to unlock this ending).

What the metaphor of all this is is pretty plainly stated by Brad in the epilogue, and ties back into the “roots” theming of the new content in Painful. Namely, that a strong and healthy foundation is needed in order for a person to grow into their best self, and that foundation is rooted in love for others and one’s self. Brad compares this to gardening, specifically noting how it requires both healthy soil and constant maintenance, and how a failure to do so can cause weeds already pulled to come back worse than ever. In other words, you need to both connect with and love others as a foundation and find ways to address stuff like pain and guilt regularly, or else they’ll plant their roots in your head and never really go away.

Looking at the new ending through this lens, Buddy “planting” Lisa in herself pretty obviously represents making a connection to her not as a burden of guilt and pain but as a human being. This is reflected in the accusations Buddy throws at Buzzo that for all of his supposed devotion to Lisa he’s still blaming her for driving him to become the man he is now, and how that shows his failure to actually connect to Lisa as a person. Buzzo might claim that he loved her, but it’s abundantly clear he just sees her a justification to direct his pain outwards at the world around him. His accusations of Buddy “stealing” Lisa away from him can thus be viewed as her taking away his ability to think of her and “hear” her as he has up to this point. The final shot of the game is also connected to all of this: the figure holding Buddy could represent a number of specific individuals (the most notable candidates being either Lisa, Lisa and Brad’s mom, or Buddy’s mom), but more importantly it's a visual representation of Buddy having gained the ability to connect to, trust, and love others.

With all of that said, I do have a significant criticism of this new ending: Buddy’s dialogue with Buzzo is, in my opinion, kind of badly written. This was a problem in the original release of Joyful as well in my opinion, namely that the way Buddy talks is weirdly stilted at times compared to her more consistent flow of dialogue in the Painful. The things she’s saying are themselves perfectly fine (as someone who loves to hate Buzzo I particularly enjoyed someone calling him out on what a fucking manchild he is), but her phrasing comes across like it’s waffling between a bitter and blunt way of speech and a more formal and precise tone of voice. So the end result is a sequence with a great essence at its core but a weak execution, which like I said at the start is nothing if not consistent with Joyful’s original release.

TL;DR

Painful DE is great except for the music changes, Joyful DE is weaker but still pretty good which is nothing new, get the game on PC if you haven’t already.

#lisa #lisa rpg

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