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[spxnglr]

I haven't shown you all what arrived at my door this week, have I?

[qilinkisser]

Patch Up

Summary: Ganyu helps Zoru recover after a tough battle. In their canon in-universe timeline, before the two become lovers. Hurt/Comfort, mentions of blood and injuries. Word count: 466 (Taglist at bottom of post!)

"Ganyu? Are you here?"

The secretary's head lifted to see a silhouette in her doorway, backlit by the evening light. She knew that voice instantly.

"Please," she began, her voice gentle and warm, "come in. I'm not very busy at the moment."

Stepping into the doorway, the figure became illuminated by the soft lamps of Ganyu's office. What she saw was unexpected- tattered, shredded clothes, they were breathing shallowly and clutching their arm. "Zoru? What in the world...?"

Zoru looked up at her, managing a pained smile. "Oh. Um, don't worry about it. I just got a bit roughed up." The bloodstains on their white- or once white, gloves, said otherwise.

"We both know that isn't true. Come here," asked the qilin, taking out a wooden box from under her desk. "I'm going to help you now, alright?"

They slinked forward, walking with a slight limp. As they got closer, Ganyu realized just how injured they really were. Their face was smudged with dirt and dried blood, with a nasty scrape on their cheek, going from above their eye to below their ear. Their eyes were slightly red, and a little puffy, as if they had been crying, and Ganyu suspected that was indeed the case. "What... happened to you?"

"I..." Zoru began to speak, but trailed off. "I just, uh... got into a pretty nasty fight with some monsters. It's no big deal."

"Of course it's a big deal," Ganyu insisted, opening the box of first aid supplies, "you're hurt. That's important. Let's take off these gloves." She reached over and gently peeled the torn, elbow length gloves off of their arms. Underneath was a landscape of abrasions and scratches. "Oh, you poor thing," she whispered under her breath.

As she began to clean the scrapes, she could feel their muscles tense and wince under her delicate touch. "I know it stings, you're doing such a good job," she encouraged, and felt them relax ever so slightly. "There you go. You're okay."

After cleaning and dressing their wounds, and finally convincing them to change into clean, untorn clothes, at last Ganyu had gotten them to sit down and rest. She sat beside them, close enough to feel the warmth and slow movement of their breathing body, close enough for them to rest their head on her shoulder. Her breath hitched, trying to hide the surprise in such an intimate and relaxed gesture. Did they really feel that safe around her?

"Thank you," they said, their whisper barely audible, "for helping me..."

Maybe she should have said 'of course' or 'anytime', but all that Ganyu could do was gently wrap her arms around them, and let them rest their head on her chest, watching as their breathing deepened as they drifted off into a comfortable sleep.

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[disturbnot]

partial hiatus notice — for the foreseeable. explanation / small vent under cut. you folks aren't obliged to read if you don't want to, as the topic is understandably upsetting to some (cw dementia)

yesterday, my dad was formally diagnosed with young-onset dementia. he's 59, and dearly adored by all of us in the family. we're all pretty devastated by the news. my family are all pulling together as best we can, trying to put on a brave face, and even my dad himself seems to have found peace in knowing why his memory and motor skills are starting to fade. but i cant help feeling i'm about to enter a period of deep existential and introspective reckoning, spiritually and philosophically, trying to come to terms with the fact such a fate could be given to such a good man.

life in general has been thrown into strange and alien perspectives now. i think we all know deep down that the ones we love are as impermanent as we all are. but getting a diagnosis like this makes it feel all the more concrete, and all the more unfair. i can't imagine the fear of forgetting, i can't imagine what my poor dad is going to go through. all i know is that we'll all be there for him until the very end. all i can do now is try to make peace with all of this and make the most of however much time he has left. hopefully now he's on medication, that time left is long and rich with good experiences.

tl;dr - goes without saying i may not be here as much for the foreseeable. might take me a few days to get to grips with this new stage of life, might take me a few weeks, i don't know. i don't ask for sympathy, i just ask that my friends here, both old and new, bear with me during all this. i'll get back to things eventually, and i hope that after this proverbial existential backstab, i will be able to do so much more meaningfully.

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[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

LOOK AT WHAT THE OFFICAL MTAS ACC JUST POSTED

[voidfell]

Now I'm not saying Billy should be held hostage more but. I am saying that he's a model supervillain hostage. Takes notes during your monologues, doesn't interrupt, often walks into traps knowingly out of an unrivaled comitment to the bit. Asks the apropriate questions so he can quote you later on his Podcast after Captain Marvel saves him. No, no don't worry about that last part just keep going. Listens very sympathetically to your evil motivations.

[titanchaser]

lazy colors, but anyway ...

a training session or two made it clear that arven can in fact Enter Paradise Protocol On Command and it isn't just something random.

unlike the previous out of control version, he doesn't manifest irregular tera crystals over parts of his body, but it's clear he's drawing energy from tera-something likely contained in his body. he uses that energy to add strength to his hits (rage / divine wrath). his eyes appear to have the same glow as tera crystals though ...

for as well constructed as his body is, a reckless attack leaves him vulnerable!

[widowshill]

5 / 71 / 157

[altertyped]

I'm gonna do asks and drafts when I get home but fuck it-- Birthday Party starter call (pls specify your muse for Multi's-- You can pick between Mike or Mal!)

[von-eldritch]

//Clairvoyance, or how Hellsa sees other people, featuring

herself,

@kugel-bitch

@strikers-saloon

@onlyheartaches

@hecatcd

@hannah-the-small

(and the niffty is just general)

Elaborations under the cut!

Herself: The big bad wolf, villain of the story. Has no say in the matter.

Lute: A sheep, follows mindlessly. Wasn't always how Hellsa perceived her. Despite everything, those ram horns show a small hope that there's something stubborn and independent buried within.

Striker: A crying snake, scarier to those who aren't observant. Coiled up but has no rattle, not as dangerous as he thinks he is.

Octavia: Mixed bag. Herself more than anything else, because Hellsa knows her. A little of red riding hood, because she's a force of good and sometimes Hellsa feels like Tavi doesn't know what she's getting herself mixed up in, dealing with someone like her. A little of the wolf because they're family, and Octavia understands her better than anyone.

Hecate: Herself, mostly. More self aggrandizing than she realizes, but it says something that Hellsa doesn't see her as anything other than what she is (for now).

Clem: A cat, cute but trouble. Not invincible, there's definitely things higher up on the food chain, but not defenseless either. Charming enough to open your home to.

Niffty: A rabbit, easy prey. But just maybe carries the potential to be full of tricks.

[reflections-of-mobius]

@dyadhogs asked:

true to her word, amy had visited this time with some baked goods. unlike last time, however, there was something almost solemn about the heroine as she offered it to her friends. she tried for a smile, yes, but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

and she shifted, somewhat awkwardly, before looking at bless. "can i ask you something...?"

[Unprompted? | Accepting!]

Inari and Node were busy chomping away at the treats- a few happy 'thank you's' rising from the fox-duo as they went to town on the delicious goods. They could tell something was up- but between the three of them, Bless was the one who'd spent the most time with the pink hedgehog's alternate.

"Sure, Wisteria- what's up?" He'd noticed the moment she arrived, that something had been wrong. All of them were well-trained at this point to spot signs of distress in others, but Bless was by far the most attuned- and he figured, the one to whom Wisteria would feel the most comfortable speaking. He moved slightly off to the side, letting Node and Inari happily munch away.

At least Wisteria had been able to come about outside, and not a thousand miles away from Inari's shop- though they were all outside, standing just beyond the lip of the in-ground training center Inari had built for the heroes. The smell of pine needles filled the air, alongside faint birdsong that echoed through the trees from somewhere far off- the sun's light glittered off the dome of Inari's shop, illuminating the space before it.

Whether this was Inari's main shop, or one of his side ones...Bless wasn't entirely sure. He idly finished off one of the cookies Wisteria had brought- licking the grease off his gloved fingers for a moment before his emerald eyes flicked back up to her.

[ofluminance-a]

l.olu ship content: in this verse, lucy keeps the leo tattoo above her chest. even asks mira and levy how to keep it permanent and then surprises loke with it, later that night. / @ofsavior

[disturbnot]

i'm not here for the magma / aqua war, i'm here for the beard war

[questionablemuses]

ray-the-fanatic asked: [mammon to adam] "Stop staring at me like I'm a dog biscuit!"

@ducknotinarow

He can't help it. Ever since he had gotten back in contact with Mammon, Adam's been visiting the sin non-stop. It was bad enough he missed the sin, now to see him parading around with his new act like those girls were arm candy?

Ugh. It just made the angel's blood boil. Had he seriously forgotten already what they had been through? To move on that quickly?! 

Quick as in Adam was still obsessing over it & it's been months since the break up. 

Being moody about it wasn't helping his current position. & He couldn't risk putting his power in jeopardy because he was being petty over a fucking sin of all things. So, of course he was there once more, just standing on the side & making sure his ex didn't get up to anything too bad. Especially with those girls. He was practically growling every time those two got too close to Mammon. 

When it finally seemed like the girls got the point that they weren't wanted there, Adam smirks, making his way over to stand next to said sin who appeared annoyed in his own cute way. "Awe, what's the matter, Mams ? Did I mess something up for you~ ? " He asks playfully, their gaze never leaving him. 

"Stop staring at me like I'm a dog biscuit!"

At that, Adam chuckles softly, still not taking their gaze away from him. "Oh, but Mams, don't you see ? Can't you see that I fucking miss you, you ignorant slut ? " Teeth grit together in clear frustration that he was having to admit this; his desires. But being this close to Mammon made it near impossible for him to ignore further.  

"I don't like anyone else getting too close to you. You should know that by now." He grumbles out, not caring if the sin was looking at him like he was probably nuts or something.

" .... I want you back." 

[voidfell]

Fully Alastor's need to be the center of attention is why he's equally as obsessed with Vox as Vox is with him. Like, thats it 100% he is Getting Off on making Vox so mad that he's the only thing the TV Man can think about. Maybe not sexually but you gotta understand it could go that way with the right Vox. He may be ace but on that spectrum "pissing a guy off so bad he causes rolling city wide blackouts" tips it y'feel me??

[amitsuma]

progress is being made--