#would anyone even wanna see stuff like that💀💀

[5hark-byt3]

Callie this is why you lost your gas station privileges

[no1ryomafan]

Slept on it and I feel a bit better about the SRWY roster even if it still has issues in the old series it choose to bring back minus like 3 and there not being enough new series to make up for it which is sad how the truth of the factor of “this started development in 2022-2023” since they literally could NOT use anything coming out since this same thing happened to arc in 30-it couldn’t even be dlc be planned ahead of time, so no new series will be dlc for this game either even if they didn’t reuse 30 dlc so it might actually be the safest route-and why Gwitch is only season 1, next SRW that won’t come out until 2029 AT MOST will have the newer stuff we got from 2023-2024 but I worry if it falls into the same issue as Y:

If too many new things come out in the span of time between games, which is a high possibility, we will be missing out on new shows either way and once more have to WAIT again. Bravern and Grendizer U are gonna have to wait for the next game, Bravern gonna be in gacha hell UNTIL then which who knows if it’ll still be popular by the time it’s add to SRW unless they make a sequel? With said sequel also likely NOT being able to be in the next game if it comes out within the span of the next few years? And this isn’t accounting for new stuff that’s come out or is yet to come: Aquarion new series wrapped up, Gquuuucks is a thing yet likely won’t be in if Gwitch needs to get its second season, there was a new Rayearth and Eureka seven project tease with the latter likely happening sooner rather then later, and overall more reboots will come out, but nothing from 2025 to 2029 when that will be FOUR years of content is going to be considered until the SRW in the next coming decade if this is how Y roster turns out.

It’s kinda a shame cause of release cycles SRW is legit falling behind on what the hot topics in mecha circles are simply due to when they were developed, while stuff like Gwitch, Dynanzenon and Arc were expected and people are happy about and are occasionally mention, they are slightly older topics in comparison to stuff like Bravern, Grendizer U and Gquuucks. (The last one is still airing even) It might’ve been better if this SRW was delayed but they were also backed into a corner of they needed to get this out within the normal cycle time to KEEP interest, yet they made it at the worst possible time in terms of mecha rep.

I don’t think Y will damage the series heavily, there’s still stuff in this game to be excited for but man it sucks how getting newbies into officially translated SRW games it still better to pick 30 despite the flaws it has- it still has a better roster in comparison to this game despite having the Zeta/CCA and arma problem.

[4giorno]

googles "will i be arrested if i play the exact same bg3 character for the third time in under 2 months"

[chisungie]

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[theyluvlyss]

𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭...

...you'll be able to find each ghost boy (under their respective section, ofc lol) in the master list all with the same title :). I decided to just do them all one at a time to keep from having you wait any longer/forcing myself to pump them all out in one go/one long ass post lmao.

plus, to hopefully make it easier, I'll just tag you each time as the requester so you know, if that's okay lol♡.

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

《 ♡ 》 headcannons

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

while it's always fun to imagine (haha, get it💀) what it'd be like for him to be your best friend or your boyfriend, there's times when you yearn for that tension. that something in between that's more than a platonic relationship, but just short of being a lover. and I'm here to revive that feeling of what it'd be like for robin arellano to have a crush on you...

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!reader x robin arellano - she/her/hers pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

70s-80s - the grabber doesn't exist

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

cursing - robin lowkey being a menace💀 - him also liking you tho - mentions of fighting/violence - manhandling,,, kind of?? (idk I personally wouldn't call it that, but- 😭✋🏽) - me focusing a little too much on the jealousy stuff lol whoops🧍🏽‍♀️...

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I feel like he doesn't really "crush" on ppl. He finds people attractive and that's about as far as that's gonna go lmfao. If anything, he finds it fun to recognize/point out the difference between when people are conventionally/deemed by society's standards "attractive" vs when HE actually finds somebody to be a good looker to HIM (he wanna be different so bad🙄✋🏽).

But like I said, him finding someone hot doesn't really go anywhere. He doesn't do/say anything about, nor go out of his way to force things, especially when there's no prior connection/feelings there.

On that note, I feel like for him to have a crush on you (reader), two things would need to be an order; You'd have to attract him one way or another. Like, there's gotta be something about you that makes him have that, "Oh, she's fine as hell, I gotta talk to her." mindset towards you, even if he'd have yet to act on it. And, there's gotta be, like I said, a prior connection.

Or, you could get lucky, and a very specific set of circumstances could spark something up between y'all. He's not opposed to a meet-cute😻.

If y'all were already friends/close, he'd deny👏🏽deny👏🏽deny👏🏽 having feelings for so long. Not towards you, but towards himself. He would deadass be lying to himself about liking you romantically, even a little a bit, but unfortunately, it'd be one of those things that sneaks up on him one day and then just all comes crashing down into one existential crisis.

But even after accepting them, he'd STILL not bother to do anything about it - not bc he doesn't think he has a chance (well, maybe a little bit, but see if he'd tell anyone that), but also bc he doesn't want to ruin the friendship between y'all.

He'd hate to lose you just because he woke up "...on some bullshit, bro, I can't believe I like her..." one day, so he's more than likely to keep quiet about it.

Although, he can say that's what he's doing all he wants, his actions kind of prove otherwise; he might accidentally drop a subtle hint or two, and the stuff that he normally does that held the air of friendship and loyalty suddenly becomes a bit more,,, ✨️🧡💫💋, ykwim?

If he's walking with you, maybe crossing the street or something, he could care less about how far you are behind him if it meant getting to the nearest idk Burger King or whatever faster💀✋🏽. Or at school - sure, he might be on the look out for you if he's bored, or should he hear anyone tarnishing your name without you there to defend yourself on your own, shoot them a dirty look. And even just hanging out at the drive-in; it's viewed as more of a casual hangout than anything.

But let a crush develop some,,, let him become a little infatuated with you... Now, all of the sudden, crossing the street is a whole ordeal; checking for cars is routine now, and whether you like it or not, he's got a hand wrapped around your wrist and is tugging you along gently with an alertness that both amused and perplexed you. And at school, he's now taking any free time he may have to actually go looking for you instead of your paths crossing due to natural coincidence, just to act as though he had no time at all to waste with you, and would pester you at your locker whenever he did spot you.

And, as much as he hated the way his hands would clam up and how his heart would beat out of his chest and how he practically had to force himself not to look for your reaction to every single scene of the movie he picked, he was insistent on having a specific schedule for going out to the movies now. And no, he'd never, ever let you pay, even when you really should've and definitely could've.

But...

Say if he hadn't known you beforehand tho, and y'all met through some sort of meet-cute or whatever,,, him starting to like you would be a little easier of a process for him.

Something he wouldn't be so against because there's "nothing" to ruin or fuck up besides his chances with you, so now he can pretty much just focus on not screwing that up.

He's way quicker to drop hints (not saying he's any smoother with it, but that's not gonna stop him from doing it lmfao cuz who finna check him😗😹).

It's things like really obvious (almost bad) flirting, and teasing that isn't in the same way as he might do with his regular friends. If anything, he might use it as an excuse to always be touching you in some way - OMG TELL ME HE WOULDN'T BE A CHRONIC "You got something on your shirt..." JUST TO FLICK YOUR FACE TYPE OF PERSON LMFAO!!

You'd hate it and look at him like, "😐" and he'd just get a kick out of it, looking at you and laughing every single time like he's comedy fckn central💀.

Or if he's telling you a story - probably about the last time he beat someone up - he's using you as "the other guy", gently tapping you with ghost punches and moving you about by the shoulders when need be lmao. And even just in general, when he's not storytelling,,, give him ONE good reason to try and be physical, and he'll take it and SPRINT.

And if you notice that fact (there's no way you possibly couldn't), all he'll do is smirk at you and go, "It's fine, you like it😌."

Bro just slaps on an obnoxious and obscene amount of confidence and calls it a day, basically. Fake it 'til you make it type of thing, and it most definitely works (you wouldn't be reading this if it didn't🤭🤷🏽‍♀️). But of course, let it be known he'd never do anything to make you uncomfortable. I just imagine he's rather cocky in his abilities to woo someone if he really, really wanted it, and well... it's you, so...

He really, really wants you LMFAO😭. Anyways, back on track...

I feel like he's definitely the jealous type, but he won't do anything about it/won't get outta pocket unless your well-being is at stake. Like, if you were clearly uncomfy in a situation, or you specifically came to him on some, "This guy's bothering me..." type shit, oh, it's 0-100 rq. He's absolutely beating the shit out of that person (more so than when he's just in a regular fight).

Because of that, he'll definitely be scary dog privilege, like, I'm sorry, but,,, I feel like he's the type to - once he decides he's gunning for you - that's it. Not in a possessive way, just in the sense that he's totally made up his mind and, as much as he likes to maybe slap on a chill and nonchalant-type persona, he actually cares very deeply about things and people that have an affect on him.

He's also a go-getter, so with all of that in mind, it makes sense that even if you didn't reciprocate his feelings, he'd STILL make it known that he don't play about you lmfao. But even so, jealousy is also one of those things he just deny-deny-denies, will totally brush it off if you bring it up, even if you tease him for it.

But, he is a dork at the end of the day lmao tease him long enough and he'll eventually fold and just be like, "Nah it's just cuz I treasure you and I like you, like... would you rather I didn't care or just ignored it whenever a guy looked at you crazy? Exactly, hush, you love me😌✨️🧡." Once again, it's that seemingly blind confidence that definitely has you shaking your head a lot with a giggles escaping you, but YOU ALSO DON'T SAY NO/TELL HIM OTHERWSIE, SOOO😆🤭...!!

Honestly, with Robin being jealous, I feel like it's one of those things you dk/even realize he's feeling until it's "too late" - he's stalking towards someone you've complained about making you uncomfortable or he's already done what he needs to do, he's coming back to you, and after a short conversation with you pressing him about why and whatnot, it just hits you, and you're like, "Oh...Oh my god, you're jealous🤭..." and he's all "nO😡....."

"You lyin'?😆"

"...yeah😔..."

Although, jealously for you surprisingly isn't often. Like sure, girls dk how to back off, but not only are you both pretty secure, but he's also very reassuring. Both in speaking directly to you, telling you he doesn't really have eyes for them, AND towards the other people. He breaks hearts left and right, and it's highkey not even on purpose...

Bro just doesn't know how to let folks down easy - so much so that sometimes even YOU feel bad😭. Sometimes...

"You didn't have to say it to her like that...!"

"Wha-? But it's true! Should I have lied? Like..."

"No, but I'm just-! ... You need to learn to be more sensitive about these things😭..."

"Fym, I'm the most sensitive guy I know😙."

"...The kid whose nose you broke a month ago would say otherwise, but okay🙃."

But otherwise, if and when you're not scolding him, he finds your envy to be very endearing and validating. It lets him know that you are actually thinking about him in the romantic sense like he is you, and he just likes seeing you get all worked up lmfao. Something about your brows being furrowed and the heated look in your eyes reminds him of, well, himself! And he takes a little bit of pride in that, if he's being honest with himself, especially if it's a rare occurrence.

If you're normally this little sweetheart, and you're not exactly on the violent and/or temperamental side, in those moments where you might snap a little bit, he's DEFINITELY paying the most attnetion and he's DEFINITELY standing there like, 'Omgomgthat'shot-...' 💀😭.

If anything, I feel like these strong emotions from either one of you two could for sure be the gateway into him finding out/realizing you like him back...

Like, you'd definitely slip up one time, say something you weren't supposed to, or he'd reassure you way too much and let something slip, SOMETHING LIKE THAT, and either way, he finds out and he's like "Ohp🫢...AAAAH😃🫵🏽⁉️....YOU LIKE MEEEEE I KNEWWW ITTT🤪😘🫵🏽!!!"

He'd probably be too busy celebrating the fact he "...always knew and I'm always right about these things, blahblahblah..." while you stand there like, "🙄😒..." to remember there's actually supposed to be something following up after a whole ass love confession💀.

But, because you do, in fact, love him, I'm sure you'd be the one to fill in that gap, and short after, a very chaotic yet loving/meaningful relationship would ensue.

THAT BOY LOVESSS YOU, OKAAAY💋🧡✨️‼️‼️‼️

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐥...

...as I was writing this one (well, adding onto what had already been written), the app glitched, and the whole thing deleted itself...

shit pmo so bad, I just didn't touch it again for like a whole month😭✋🏽. it's also part of the reason why it's shorter than I actually intended, so I apologize, but I hope all enjoy it regardless🙏🏽♡.

next up is vance, tho !!

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𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 :

@in3rci4

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 :

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none :(

[jazeswhbhaven]

Agares Origin Story Event: Hidden Lore | React/Summary Spoilers

Okay so it took me a few days on this because I like to stack up, considering the chapters for each day is rather short this time around on top of there not being two parts in the beginning as usual. I think because Agares is not a major part of the main story and more of a "here's your rootin' tootin' orange lovin' man and his backstory finally!" kinda thing.

So far, there's....alot to digest for his past because let me start with my original theories from when we first met him in the previous Niflheim event:

🍊He was the OG ruler of Niflheim but gone rogue due to an angel attack that wiped out his subjects 🍊His eye was damaged during that battle 🍊He and Vassago were the only ones left and their dynamic is based on that traumatic experience 🍊He is a part of the 72 and so is Vassago, but their loyalty will never belong to Belphegor due to their past and Agares' royal lineage

So it turns out that I was sorta correct in my theories, but there was a lot of things I was off about upon starting this event including the strange reveal of "him being an illegitimate child of an angel". But we'll get more into that!

Grab ya snacks and tissues, get comfy, it's time to go over the first 5 days of the event!

So it turns out that Beleth, Gusion, and Bathin are doing some cleaning duties around the palace of Niflheim. Normally, it appears that Belphie wouldn't really give a shit about any of that, but here lately Agares and Vassago have been complaining about the trash surrounding the area.

It was agreed between Agares and Belphie that Agares would be recognized as the ruler of the castle, but Belphie of the land itself. Fair, right?

considering most of the fucking country is covered in trash and not the castle.

"Lawd" pffttttttttttttttttttttttttt

I say that a lot, so it makes me laugh. I'm lovin' the speech patterns and dialects chosen for this specific country of Hell as I feel like I'm right at home.

(Quick yap about that: I know when y'all think of 'country' southern speak you think of maybe "King of the Hill" or hick, deep woods "YEAP BILLY BO O'RE YONDER" stuff but not everyone speaks like that depending on where you're at. Texas (gawd awful as it is) has a pretty good variety of Southern dialects due to all the different people that move there. Georgia, specifically "Atlanta" has a very specific dialect too. And don't get me started on anyone trying to understand Creole, normally heard in Lousianna (just listen to Gambit from X-men). This is why you see Belphie call MC/US "Sugar" a lot as this in a general term not really used to show interest or "doting" on you. Any nice southern belle is bond to call ya "sweetheart" "hun" "honey" or even "baby" just because or an older man saying "darlin'" or "ma'am" "little lady" depending on where you go. A lot of people tend to like it, others either feel it's too personal or get offended when it's used because they think they're being hit on. Trust, you'd rather hear that than "bless your heart" because have fun guessing if they actually sympathize with you, or if they're insulting you 💀)

also peep that I call Beel and Belphie "boo" this is usually a term of endearment and can also be used between close friends!

But enough about that. Lol B A C K to the story

So it's always funny to me that devils gossip just like humans do and just as they described them standing around smoking and just talking about Agares randomly has me being like do they do this often? like...really? What's funnier is Beleth's nosey ass was trying to see what they were talking about, Bathin joined in, and Gusion even though pretending he didn't wanna...did it too lol

But we get the scoop on Agares' eye the one that was sliced and diced and how the land was almost sold off to the angels. Apparently this random guard devil's grandaddy from like 4 family lines ago saw it with his own eyes (i'm starting to wonder how considering what we're about to find out...)

So we find out that Agares' left eye (when he's facing us on his right) is the mark of angel, a single silver feather. This marked him as an illegitimate son of an angel, his mother being a devil and living in the palace before she passed. The rumor was that she had an affair, and thus Agares was born. Even Agares had a deep feeling that this was all a ploy by his political enemies that didn't want him to rise to power that is until the mark appeared one night just out of nowhere.

Oh no! Poor bby :(

so since the rumor started he's been having to hide his eye, ashamed that he was the last to know, and his stepmother isn't on his side at all, refusing to even acknowledge or defend him in anyway (because she probably hates him let's be foreal).

Leave him alone????? LIKE *punches air* PROTECT HIMMMMMMM

Everyone ganged up on him, all of them being grown adults and I wanted so badly to fight for him. Even if he IS mixed with angel, the other half of him is STILL devil and he shouldn't be treated like he was.

In particular there was a devil that said "we had our doubts" when we learned in the main story that devils don't doubt each other at all. This leads me to believe that since this is very early Hell, the devils at this time had a different set of practices and rules for themselves, meaning that doubt was not off the table.

A damn shame too, because even his evil bitch of a stepmom told him that only his dead mama would know if he was truly the rightful heir. Also we learned something else that seemed to throw a loop....she...gave birth? (I'm going to assume this meant she got her baby from Lilith and they just called it a "birth" just for face) Also, his dad was conveniently just not there for whatever damn reason so there's that.

So young Agares was thrown to the streets, covered in filth and trash and the background pretty much resembles a typical slum neighborhood. The citizens treated him like filth, the CHILDREN were throwing stones at him. Like...THIS ENTIRE THING HAD ME SCREAMING FOR HIM.

Now this scene right here had me wanting to...I'll refrain from saying it but yeah I was not happy with those kids doing that to him which it was indeed on fucking purpose!

Agares was starving at this point, begging for food, something he never thought he'd do and barely having strength to move or think. Plagued with thoughts about his true parent, why his father wasn't coming to save him, couldn't even cry because it would make him even more hungry. Hell, even finding rotting food was scarce in the part of town that he was in.

These random kids found an orange, and while mocking him gave it to him. He accepted it, thanking them and even offering to repay the "kindness". Only to truly be fooled. The orange was poisoned, causing Agares to puke and pass out on the ground as the children ran away in disgust.

But he's saved by none other than Vassago! He wakes up in an abandoned temple, where Vassago introduces himself. He's the leader of what I'm calling a "cult" because that is what this looks and sounds like honestly, that had been waiting for his arrival. All of the devils have the same horn to the side with jewelry. All of them. I will say that they weren't born that way like Agares was, but perhaps cut off their other horn(s) to match.

We have a small pit stop in the flashback, Gusion wondering why he's just now learning everything about this which to Beleth reminds him that he works late nights so never has time to study about the history of the land. (lol gotta put in those hourssss) They also talk about how Agares wouldn't appreciate his business being told like that and he would strike down anyone he hears gossiping

i mean i would too, like what y'all talkin' about me for? lmao

Also the difference between Beleth calling Agares' temper a "nasty attitude" vs what Gusion considers a nightmare is hilarious to me. It's probably because I mean Beleth used to be in Heaven...there's three HUGE manifestations of a nightmare of a temper living up there and he's probably had to deal with it more than once.

though Beleth mentions the reason is becaue he's always near Belphie, so I'm like yeah that attitude of his because he doesn't feel like doing shit is horrific lmao. Agares is mild.

Btw the dynamic between these three, including Bathin is always so wholesome. They seem to care about one another a bunch especially their workloads, rest, and just wellbeing. Reminds me of those coworkers who are always looking out for you instead of trying to one-up you by being a faux manager looking for a reason to snitch on whatever you're doing.

So we're back to the story, Vassago further explaining himself and we get a peek into what Agares thinks of them.

What I found interesting is that he mentions that he didn't suspect them of being devils based on how they looked but they definitely were angels. He even half expected that angels would be coming to rescue him since he's half angel right? Well...there's a thing about that. They don't obviously and Agares gave up that hope just like his hope that his own father would come and save him.

Vassago goes to explain that the temple is the only thing not covered in trash, but everything else around them is, and only Agares can clean it up. He mentions that Agares is the true King that he and his clan have been waiting for. His clan specifically exists to offer sacred rites for the rulers of the land, but after the incident with Agares being kicked out, they waited silently at the temple for the perfect moment to rise to see him once more.

yup this is a dang cult lol meaning they'd DIE for him, live for him, no matter what it is. giving me Douma from demon slayer vibes or Geto from JJK.

So after some thought, Agares accepted them, had Vassago and his clan be his ears and eyes as they worked to clean up the land.

Now here, I've been trying to wrap my head around it myself on what was trying to be illustrated by seeing him in his "matured" state.

"It was the face of someone who had lived consumed by rage, humiliated and betrayed. A face that now looked nothing like the beautiful young prince everyone once admired."

They mention that this wasn't a face simply shed from boyhood or age or growth. Agares himself doesn't even recognize his own face anymore.

How I interpreted this is, yes time has passed and Agares has gotten older, but that youthful, bright and beautiful face that once had hearts flutter and gain respect and admiration from other devils in the royal family was completely gone. The hopeful, caring Agares that was raised to be a King caring for his people had vanished. It was now replaced with this shell of a man, beaten and bruised and filled with distrust and angst. Was this truly his face? Did he even know what he truly looked like? Or was this another trick of the cruel life he was dealt in his time?

But Vassago comes in just in time to reassure him, and Agares shows that still softer side of himself, grateful for all that he and his clan has done for him this far.

Sweet king. Live and breathe on.

AND THEN we get smacked in the face with another twist around.

Agares ain't no divaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (JOKING PLEASE DON'T SIDE EYE ME)

That's right folks, he's not half angel AT ALL. It was a scheme planned between the devils and angels they were scheming with against Agares....JUST how he suspected in the beginning. Vassago had his point, that this power would had shown at birth.

Now I have a counter argument to that logic, that perhaps since there is no angel/devil hybrids as of yet in that timeframe, that no one can truly know when his or hers powers would show. Sometimes things take time. Though, usually yes...in this case it would have shown up very early and Agares would be a powerhouse. At the same time, we really didn't know what rank of angel his mother interacted with, could have easily been a lower level angel such as Beleth, Leamas(Samael), Jophiel where the powers are so low it probably wouldn't be significant enough to be considered a power. Now if he were part cherubim, that may be more immediate of showing up!

No possible way for him to be part of any higher rank, considering the circumstances.

But knowing Vassgo's background of being over sacred rites, and how much older he is than Agares so knowing more things just from knowledge/experience alone, it is a high possibility that someone just simply put a curse on Agares (similar to how MC has a cursed angel mark on them from Gabriel)

Here we get a cameo back to Mammon's origin story

*waves at Mammon's daddy* heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ;)

we also get to see a nice remember of Mammon's fine ass longer hair and his back....mmmm (had him locked in that prison for so long too like how dare...)

The purpose of mentioning Mammon's lore was to have Agares be reminded that angels do whatever the fuck they want essentially. Back then they didn't even bother to hide their unhinged behavior, legit playing in your face kind of way.

IN the end though, this led to Mammon's rise to being a King, a powerful angel being locked away and peace being restored to the land. This story motivates Agares to do the same thing, crawling from the depths of the trash of Niflheim and to rise as it's rightful heir to the throne.

Now, uh he went a bit overboard thinking he was one of the chosen 7 kings, (he didn't know so it's alright) Vassago also mentions that the royals have pretty much fucked the country to all depths of fucked. Law is pretty much nonexistent, money drained, and the devils had become so lazy that they don't want to work, making money by allowing other countries to dump their trash there basically Niflheim is one big damn landfill for hell.

Let me just say that I think this is hilarious that out of all supernatural creatures, demons would have one use items and trash in the first place. But I mean in most forms of media I do see that Hell does function very similar to Earth if not a damn 1:1 mirror. And in WHB's universe Mammon and some of the nobles have always reminded MC that some way or another "Hell did it first" and that it was shown to Earth on how to make their living situations better because that's how they did it.

Neat.

who the fuck invented taxes and showed someone here then like take property taxes away...i know somebody in Tartaros did it.../joking

Now we've reached the part of the story where it gets pretty gorey and fucked up. They explain pretty much everything in detail for this...so if you didn't read it for the event, brace yourself!

Let's start y'all off with a smile from this sweet man. Sigh....oh how I wish that smile could stay on your beautiful face for just a while longer because this next thing is about to become fucking depressing.

The first day out in months, Agares decided to go clean up the trash around the land on his own for the day, determined and motivated. Only to come back...seeing that his beloved new family and loved ones have been crushed. Vassago's clan was completely wiped out.

What happened is that assassin's were sent to get rid of them and Agares in one swoop. The clan knew of this attempt, creating a fake Agares to trick said assassins, taking the hit. As I said before...they were ready to sacrifice themselves FOR him to protect him.

But this...awakened something in Agares.

Before that though I will share what he saw:

"Beneath the fallen structure, scattered like discarded debris amongst the dead, were the bodies of Vassago's clan. Their clothes were torn, and their faces were so disfigured they could no longer be recognized."

He found Vassago thankfully amongst the wreckage, the wisps of smoke that surrounded him being the main thing that led Agares to his location.

After speaking with Vassago about the demise of his clan and learning that those who truly loved him and looked out for him had passed on while those who raised him casted him out....

Yeah...when I said awakened....I meant it. A well fucking deserved crash out.

He is pretty much gone to the point of no return, the Agares that we see now that's nothing but a hollow ball of cruelty and anger. He had been pushed so far the monster brewing inside him was released. Any forms of Agares we've seen prior to this point were now lost in this deep rage.

Oh there's a storm comin' alright....y'all really in for it.

Literally me pretending to not see him comin' if I was asked to guard the gate. Go on right through sir, I ain't gonna stop ya.

That concludes the first half of Agares' origin story, y'all! So far, it's been fucking angsty, and just as we've seen in previous event stories, a bunch of the nobles have been through some kind of traumatic event even as children (Andrealphus being the most memorable so far) and damn like the writers for this stuff are on the same level as me when I start getting into my "lets write the most traumatic ass back story for character growth and have them wonder if I truly love my OCs or not"

So there's three days left as of now for the event, and I'm just wondering how it's all gonna climax or what's going to happen in the end. There are things we know now that we didn't before

🍊Agares is not half angel 🍊Vassago is older than him, and is a leader of a clan(cult) 🍊Agares' dad has fucked off somewhere and left him with an evil stepmother 🍊The angels learn from mistakes, meaning they get more crafty each time the devils find ways to stop them from scheming 🍊Agares did have a soft side to him, it's buried in there beneath all of the trauma. Though it's probably going to be damn near impossible to get that out from him again

I know I don't see too many folks talking much about this event, probably due to being more interested in Asmo's card, or just the "eh" mood of not really being into Niflheim's lore as much as the other nations in Hell. Well either way, I'm over here still trying to do a mental timeline for when all this shit happened in the first place. Lol.

Anyways, thank y'all for sitting through another event react! Stay tuned for the second part here in the next few days. -> Click here for the second part!

[captainuranium543]

Fairy tail headcannon a nobody wanted at all😊

- most of the dragon slayers+erza eat bugs regularly and it's gross AF to everyone

-Natsu because he grew up in the woods and they were like the number one abundant source of food, same for Wendy but she stopped for a while because Carla told her it was nasty (as soon as she joined the fairy tail guild she reverted so incredibly fast)

-gajeel pretends to thinks it's gross but secretly he really likes the taste he just doesn't wanna have that in common with natsu

- erza and Erik because in the evil slave tower where everyone was starving if you found a bug you ate it before anyone else could grab it from you.

- sting did not do that growing up but started when natsu told him it was good, he does not agree but does it anyway so natsu thinks he's cool

- rogue only tried it a couple times because frosch wanted to try it to be more like a frog and rogue is nothing if not supportive

- laxus grew up normal and thinks all of them are disgusting

- Lucy has the WORST financial skills. Legit they are awful. Everyone thinks she's always broke cuz of the tpd (team property damage) constantly making them lose their reward to repair bills but (while that is a factor) when Lucy sees smth cute that would look great in her apartment she just cannot help herself. Lucy will be so careful trying to save her money then she'll see a new set of stationary and goes "haha rent what rent"

- the hand me down game at fairy tail was fucking insane when they where kids. For levy and lisanna basically everything they owned had been passed down like 6 times already

- that red shirt natsu wore in the flashbacks? Before him it was erza's, and before her it was canas, and before her it was laxus.

- gray wears almost exclusively white jackets because jackets are expensive and if he loses them he would rather they be easy to spot so he can find them again rather then have to buy a new one

- sometimes people will invite erza places for the scary dog privilege when they dont want to be bothered by strangers. Erza has no idea thats the reason she just thought people really liked walking with her through rough parts of town in the middle of the night.

- Carla and lilly have insane beef, for no damn reason. Like both of them are fairly polite so neither will say it openly but every conversation between the two is the most passive aggressive petty insult battle you could imagine

- freed, levy, Lucy and later jellal have a book club where they all meet up and talk about whatever they're reading and play Scrabble and talk a lot of shit about their annoying ass friends.

- happy sometimes comes but he is under no circumstances allowed to bring natsu(he knows what he did)

- when erza met seigrain/jellal in the magic counsel she first tried to attack him, when that proved to be a bad idea she later started specifically destroying stuff under his jurisdiction to make sure he had to deal with as much paperwork as possible

- for her modelling, Mira used to use a very light spray of holy water to remove body hair because it burns it off💀

- wendy romeo and chelia are actually best friends like they are constantly hanging out together just to go do stuff

- erza and Erik hate each other for no reason at all. Like over that year that she worked with crime sorciere they where ALWAYS BEEFING. Every time they were near each other erza was thinking insults she knew he could hear and Erik was fighting for his life not to strangle her to death.

When erza became sclass she used to sit on the 5th step of the stairs because Mira wasn't allowed on those stairs yet and it really pissed her off. She was like, just barely out of reach, so Mira would stand at the bottom the stairs yelling death threats at her and erza would be like "whattt I'm not doing anything I don't even know what your talking about in literally just sitting what are you so mad about"

- when Warren invented cellphones, despite all of them looking like modern smartphones, freed somehow managed to get one that looked exactly like a Blackberry and refuses to get a different one

- Mira used to cut her siblings hair and because she didn't know any good haircuts yet her 2 options where 1- bald or 2- bowl cut. Hence lisannas horrifying cut as a child

[via-l0ve]

Hello! I've been binging your fics/imagines lately and I just can't get enough! I don't know if this was ever done before, but--

Could you do a general, platonic (perhaps mildly romantic, like how I see Dean kinda gushing over Y/N idk, your choice!) imagine on how the men (Sam, Dean, Castiel, maybe Crowley [which would be funny]) would react to Y/N being some kind of powerful angel, like that sits at a pretty high rank and has the power to do all sorts of stuff? Healing, destroying, anger being so destructive it could kill a human (but albeit a peaceful being). This angel would probably serve as a guardian to the Winchesters, or a superior to Cass or a complete surprise and maybe unlikely companion for Crowley? I imagine it'd be a scenario where they're saved last second during a massive fight, probably get to know er type deal. This sounds kind of cheesy as I ask someone else to write this but I hope it doesn't sound too weird, I almost wanna go anonymous HAHA. I know this is VERY specific but I don't wanna confuse you! It's something I wanna write out into a fic myself but the way you write would make it super interesting! :)

So sorry if this was too much, I'm very descriptive!

Angel. (SPN pref!) 🩷

a/n: stop omg. this idea is so cool! also - thank you for the kind words!! i appreciate you so much!! i hope you enjoy this!

warnings: slightly romantic!!

Dean:

Dean met you on a hunt

he was being himself and basically bleeding out, but he was still fighting

you, being in charge of the dink, had to come down and help out

when you appear, a bolt of white light strikes the ground and your voice projects through the atmosphere

“you will not hurt this man.” you say, hair blowing in the wind and eyes glowing

dean was flabbergasted, also a little scared, but also a little bit in love

eventually you just kill the entire vampire nest because they’re stupid and you turn to dean.

“are you okay?”

he’s even more confused because this angel just came down and slaughtered the threats to him and now they’re talking so.. nice.

you heal his wounds and boom. now he’s your friend

he follows you around like a lost puppy and also brags that he’s friends with not one, but two angels, and one is even more powerful and higher up than fucking CASTIEL.

as he gets to know you he knows how sweet you are and it inteigues him even more because - as i said, you’re a powerful angel who can kill anyone but you’re so nice to him, Sam, Bobby and Cas.

the first time he sees you angry he literally gets all red and falls for you

—

Sam:

You first met sam when he was basically bleeding out in a motel room

Dean had gone to get food and sam had been hiding a pretty nasty gash from him

so now he was sitting alone trying to patch himself up (and being unsuccessful)

so, you made your appearance and tried to keep him calm

you appeared and he saw you and went 👁️👄👁️

“it’s okay. i’m an angel. i will not hurt you.” you say softly, stepping towards him

sam is still a little wary but he lets you heal him

you press your fingers to his forehead and he’s all good (albeit a little scared hahah)

he always has the smuggest little smirk on his face when you get angry on his behalf

he likes the feeling of having such a powerful being watching over him all the time but it also makes him nervous because of… his past💀

addicts recover

—

Castiel:

When you came down from heaven to help the Winchesters and Castiel, he was happy to see you

he knew, despite rebelling from heaven, you wouldn’t judge him

he spends a lot of time near you

like, standing right next to you

i like to think that you have better “people skills” than him for whatever reason (it’s just funny) and he just kind of sticks to you ykwim

he thinks you’re so cool

he dosent step in to help you in fights because he knows you can handle it and kill anyone you want

he’s blushing and kicking his feet when he sees you🤭🤭🤭

absolute power couple if you guys got together like omg

but yeah

he always defends you if anyone says shit

he’s just such a cutie pie

—

Crowley:

you popped in when crowley was holding dean and sam hostage

you came into the room, eyes rolling already.

“let them go.” you said, voice sounding bored as you’d done this multiple times already.

crowley looks at you

“oh god, you again.” he scoffs

BUT he dosent even bother to argue and lets them go

which shocks the boys because that’s not like crowley

but he’s smitten for you

it’s giving enemies to lovers

but anyways

you guys have many encounters and end up talking a lot

crowley talks about hell and you talk about heaven

and he finds himself not hating you

and suddenly he wants to be around you more and learn about you and watch you be a badass angel

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

ohoho you made a mistake answering that doll ask, i have so many doll!reader ideas >:)

this is a bit of an odd one loll but yk how some dolls are hollow inside depending on how they're made? what if doll reader hides/stores stuff inside themselves💀 like they're at a store and they just pop off their hand to grab a mora pouch from inside their wrist lolol i wanna see how ajax and legacy would react to that

you could put a skittle in there

listen, Foul Legacy can tell when you've got something tucked away- he can HEAR it rattling around in there even if other people can't. at first he thinks that he's imagining it, but he almost chokes when he promptly yank off a limb and pull out some mora, crystalline eye trained on your hand as you cheerfully hand the money over without a pause. he coughs and chitters once you're alone, worriedly poking and prodding at where you reattached whatever you pulled off until you reassure him that you're totally fine. Legacy breathes a sigh of relief- and immediately gives you a sulky glare. so THAT'S what that sound was! he thought he was losing his mind! no, turns out you're just really good at muffling the noise, and it's only his sensitive hearing as an Abyssal beast that could pick up on it. he huffs and pouts, but relents when you raise a hand and scritch behind his horns, unable to keep his wings from fluttering blissfully

he won't admit it to ANYONE, but Legacy starts giving you stuff to store inside too. you go for a lot of walks together, and he tends to pick up any interesting rocks or leaves or shells that he likes, and well, his claws get full eventually! it starts with one, then two, then three, and soon you're rattling faintly as you walk. at this point you've just started keeping your hand unattached in case Legacy has anything else he wants to give you. once you're home you carefully remove each and every trinket, putting them on the floor for him to sort out with much glee. you can help if you want! he'd love that

Legacy also admittedly gives you rocks or acorns to store specifically so you can jump around and annoy Ajax with the rattling when he transforms back. all he needs to do is give you a specific look filled with mischief and amusement- his "treacherous" face, as Ajax calls it- and you catch on and give him the same look in return. the Harbinger is less than thrilled for having to deal with you being a human-shaped maraca, but you always eventually stop and show him the items you and Legacy gathered that day. Ajax likes shiny things, too

[enid-rhees]

she knows it || enid rhee x fem!reader

summary: enid rhee has a boyfriend, and you know that all too well. but that won’t stop you from going after her, she knows that too.

genre: friends to lovers

warnings: smut, scissoring, oral (enid recieving) reader is such a little shit btw (18+ MINORS DNI)

a/n: sorry if you like Alden, cause i don’t and i project that into the story 💀 hope you all enjoy 🫶🏻

Enid Rhee Masterlist

you like a girl that has a boyfriend, and she knows it.

Enid Rhee, she’s your best friend, and the prettiest girl you’ve ever laid your eyes on. for years, you’ve spent every second of them admiring her, hopelessly pining over her while knowing you could never have her.

when she started to date Alden, you immediately had an issue with everything about it. even if Enid didn’t care, Alden was a former Savior. you didn’t care how much he had changed and started to help around, people like him never changed inside.

Enid has caught onto your crush, but hasn’t said anything about it. because well… she was with Alden. but she enjoys your flirting. she just won’t admit that yet.

“hey, pretty girl.” you hummed to Enid, placing your chin on her shoulder from behind. Enid jumped slightly, giggling when she realized it was you. “Y/N,” she giggled. “hi.”

“whatcha doing?” you asked, bringing your hands around her waist and wrapping them over her stomach. she breathed in deeply before responding. “folding everyone’s laundry. wanna help me?”

“of course.” Enid handed you a shirt, and you began to fold it and placed it in the shirt pile when you were done. “oh look, this is yours.” Enid smiled, holding up on of your shirts. you smirked, “it would look better on you.” you said with a wink.

Enid hit your shoulder and threw the shirt at you while you laughed and began to fold it. “i’m just saying…” you trailed off. you leaned in close to her ear, “think about it, yeah?” you whispered. then you gently slapped her ass, and Enid yelped, her face turning bright red.

you looked up and saw Alden not too far away from the two of you, staring at you with a harsh glare. you smirked over at him and grabbed a sweater from the table to fold.

Alden didn’t know Enid the way you knew Enid. sure, he know the basics. but he didn’t really know her. but you do. and you’re confident that you can treat Enid better than he ever will.

“well, that was all of it. thanks for helping with the remaining stuff.” Enid smiled at you, crossing her arms over herself. “of course, pretty. always here to help.” you told her. you turned around and saw Alden was still glaring at you. Enid noticed too, but she immediately put her attention back on you.

“well, before your boyfriend attempts and fails to beat me up, i’ll see you around, sweetheart.” you said, and Enid quietly laughed. “bye, Y/N.” she said to you, her eyes stuck on your lips.

you were finishing cleaning up the kitchen; washing the dishes and sweeping under the tables and counter, wiping down the tables and putting everything back where it belonged.

as you were finishing up putting things away, you heard shouting coming from outside. you furrowed your eyebrows as you cracked the window open, wanting to be nosy about the argument going on.

“no, Enid! stop saying it means nothing, you know it does! because if it didn’t, you would have stopped her by now. but you don’t, and you blush and smile every time. and you’re telling me you don’t feel anything for her? admit it, Enid! you like Y/N.”

your heart dropped hearing the conversation. it wasn’t just anyone arguing, it was Enid and Alden. and they were arguing about you.

“just say it. admit it and we can end this, because you’ve shown more than once that you’re into her. i don’t care if you date her, Enid. i just want you to be honest with me.”

there was silence for a moment.

“yeah… i like Y/N. i really do. i have for years. i’m sorry.”

your heart picked back up and started to race now. she’s liked you for years. just like you with her, and neither of you said anything to another.

you looked out the window again, just as Enid started to walk away from Alden. he watched as she walked away, and then turned around, going his own way. you closed the window and pretended to busy yourself.

suddenly the front door opened, and footsteps began to approach the kitchen. you turned around just as Enid stepped in. both of you froze, just staring at each other.

Enid cleared her throat, breaking the awkward silence. “i’m guessing you heard that.” she mumbled, and all you could do was nod. you couldn’t lie about that. “yeah um… i did. sorry- i really shouldn’t have done-“ Enid began to walk towards you, and you couldn’t finish your sentence as she grabbed your face in both of her hands and captured your lips in hers.

you kissed back immediately, you’ve been dreaming of this for way too long. her lips moved desperately against yours, and her hands began to wander all over your body. she slid her hands under your shirt and pulled you closer by your waist, tilting her head to kiss you harder at a better angle.

your lips felt heavenly on Enid’s and she’s wondering why she hadn’t kissed you sooner. if she knew how good your lips would feel and how soft your skin was as she kneaded it under your shirt, she would’ve done this long ago. you moaned into her mouth and your hands tangled themselves into her hair.

part of you still couldn’t believe that this was real, that Enid was kissing you. but tugging on her hair and eliciting moans from her own pretty lips made it so real, this was happening.

Enid pulled away but her face was still merely millimeters away from yours. she was breathing heavily, and then looked up at you. it was always so easy to get lost in her green eyes, they were the prettiest shade you’ve ever seen. you couldn’t believe she was even real.

she placed her hand on your chest, tugging on your shirt softly. “take me to your room.” she whispered against your lips. your breath hitched and you took her hand in yours, not wasting a second more.

you were so addicted to her lips that you couldn’t even make it to the bed before pushing her against your locked door and kissing her harshly. Enid moaned into your mouth, hands gripping anywhere they landed. they moved desperately to unclasp the button on your jeans and to pull your shirt off in only a few swift movements. you did the same, backing away from the door so you could rip her clothes off.

pushing Enid down on the bed, you couldn’t help but stare at the girl underneath you. you never thought this would happen, and seeing Enid, naked and out of breath on your own bed. she looked ethereal, maybe even more than that. words couldn’t describe how beautiful Enid was.

Enid reached a hand around your neck and pulled down back onto her lips. you grabbed her waist and pressed her hips up into yours, and she gasped at the feeling of your clits briefly rubbing against each other. you pulled away and started to leave kisses down her neck, biting in some places. in one particular spot, she moaned when you kissed over it and bit it softly.

your lips continued to travel down her collarbones and down her chest, and you kissed down the valley of her breasts. you then attached your lips to one of her nipples, your hand reaching to squeeze the other. Enid’s head fell back on the pillow as she released quiet, but needy moans. with one last kiss to her hardened nipple, you lifted your head and looked back down at her, your body buzzing with adrenaline and lust.

“i’m going to make you feel so good,” you whispered, “better… than he ever can.” she whined at your words and managed to whisper, “please, fuck me.”

something in you shifted when she said that. you felt your self control slowly leave your body as you kissed down her body, all the way down to her throbbing clit. you licked over it once to tease her, and Enid’s hips thrusted up against your mouth as she moaned out. you couldn’t tease her any longer, you were practically almost as impatient as Enid to finally get a taste of her. you finally wrapped your lips around her clit and started to suck harshly while spreading her legs apart.

Enid’s eyes widened as she stared up at the ceiling, and moans started to fill the room. you wrapped your arms around her thighs and pulled her closer into you, keeping her legs hooked over your shoulders. your lips released her clit and you licked one more strip over it before inserting your tongue into her dripping hole. a scream came from Enid, fueling your pride and filling you with confidence.

one hand let go of Enid’s thigh and you started to sloppily rub her clit with your thumb. Enid was in pure ecstasy, her head glued to the pillow while her moans screamed to everyone that you were making her feel this good, that you were the one making her scream like that.

Enid’s moans were so beautiful, one of the prettiest sounds you’ve ever heard. you could listen to her moan for you like this for hours. you moaned at the taste of her, and it sent vibrations up Enid’s body. she cried out and her hips thrusted up at the sensation. “do it… do it again,” she whined out. “please… need you so bad.”

you sunk your tongue in deeper, eyes closing as you moaned into her, reveling in the way it drove Enid crazy. her moans were turning you on to no end, you couldn’t help but lightly rut against the bed to get some friction.

Enid’s legs started to shake under your touch and her breathing was rapid — you knew she was close. you continued rubbing her clit and thrusting your tongue in and out of her. her hands gripped the bedsheets, her knuckles turning white from how hard she held them. her moans grew louder and louder as her body tensed up, and then her orgasm hit her. you continued to eat her out through her orgasm. her body soon went limp and you pulled alway from her to let her come down from her high.

you crawled over her and started to kiss at her neck and chest, but Enid grabbed your face and pulled your lips onto hers. you kissed sloppily, both of you far too needy to do it any other way. your hands ran all over her body, worshipping every inch of it.

Enid lifted her leg and wrapped it over your thigh, and you slipped your other leg between hers. you moved your hips down and Enid thrusted hers up, and your clits met in the best way possible. both of you pulled away from the kiss to moan, but you immediately were pulled into each other again.

your hips began to move with each other in sync. Enid gripped onto your back, her nails sliding down your back and leaving light marks. a moan was pulled from your lips before you even realized it. it felt so good, and Enid kept doing it which only made you move your hips faster.

your lips disconnected from hers, “how am i making you feel, baby?” you whispered against her swollen lips. Enid whimpered, “better than he did?” you asked. Enid nodded rapidly, “yes! so…. so good.” her eyes rolled to the back of her head at one particular move of your hips. her words were becoming slurred, you were practically fucking her dumb.

“you’re mine, yeah?” Enid moaned in response, “i’m yours, i’m all yours!” your hands reached up and began fondling with her breasts again. you squeezed them and kneaded the skin, occasionally pinching her hard nipples between your thumb and finger.

Enid couldn’t stop moaning, she was so lost in the pleasure that she couldn’t focus on anything but you and the way your hips moved together. she was in complete euphoria.

“faster!” she begged. “i’m so close. please… faster.” you couldn’t deny her, so you moved your hips faster against hers, and Enid’s moans only grew louder. she had truly never felt this much pleasure before. she was already growing addicted to you.

“come on, pretty. cum all over my thighs, make a mess.” your words brought her closer and closer until the two of you hit your peak at the same time. the room filled with moans while you both continued to slowly rut into each other to ride out your highs. you gently removed yourself from Enid and got into bed next to her. she already began wrapping herself in your blankets.

when you laid your head on your pillow, Enid leaned down and kissed you. the two of you sloppily made out for another few minutes, just lazily running your hands over each others bodies.

she then pulled away, “you’re so much better than him. in every way possible. and i can’t believe it took me this long to realize.” you smiled, “i’ve loved you for years, you know.”

“i know,” she hummed, caressing your cheek. “i have too, but i was so scared of it not working out. and then you started the flirting, and i knew i couldn’t hide my feelings forever. and now that i have you…” Enid trailed off.

“i’ll never let you go.” you finished for her. Enid nodded. “yeah, me either. i can’t imagine myself ever doing that.”

Enid kissed you once more. “i love you,” she whispered, pressing another kiss to your nose. you laughed, “i love you more.”

[snail-sir]

I powered through two finals today I am treating myself to brainrot

There has been so much magister content lately and it is honestly fueling me. It's all so fun!! SO :D Meet my magisters!!! :DD my sillies!!! Disclaimer a LOT of rambling lmao

my sillies <33

Starting with Avaeryn! He's not the actual Magister Merlin, just a stand-in for now, because he's actually just another OC I decided to throw into this world, and it just devolved from there lmao. BUT this does play into my lore for Esperia Avaeryn 👀 because since I just threw him here, he's not supposed to exist in this world. Soooooo his soul is the only thing actually existing in this world that is Him. His soul, for some reason, decided to reside in the body of the actual Magister Merlin, Osiria, and accidentally booted out a chunk of her soul from her own body💀 this explains the amnesia for those two, bc Avaeryn literally Does Not Go Here and chunks of Osiris's memory got separated between body and soul. Don't ask me the science behind that bc I also don't know. Most of the magic Vaer knows is just Osiria's muscle memory or whatever little is left in that body.

Onto Osiria! She is the actual Merlin OC I made for this game, and therefore the Merlin people are usually referring to. She doesn't have the entirety of her memory anymore ofc since a chunk of her soul got booted out, so that chunk just follows her body around now lmao. She's just a non-corporeal being for the time being who can't really interact with stuff. However, I do think if one's magic is strong enough they can sense her, and maybe eventually see her, though Avaeryn's the only one who can do that rn. She doesn't know how to get back to her body and ofc Vaer doesn't know how to Not Be Here. Osiria still feels connected to her body in some way and can feel whatever goes on in there, as in emotions and injuries, and maybe in dire situations can retake control for precious moments. I hc that as a Merlin she's essentially immortal, although definitely not invincible. Like, her consciousness/soul can live forever and move onto a new body if she can't save her old body, but her bodies can live however long it can manage. But, since only a portion of Osiris's soul got kicked out of her body, her soul can't really find another body bc then there'll be two of her. Which is probably not good.

Personality wise these two are complete opposites.

Vaer is a very reserved and introverted person. He is the textbook definition of anti-social. He does not like being bothered. At All. So the fact that he is now this renowned mage that legit everyone knows and looks up to.. not liking that too much lmao. People are too friendly with him and he doesn't know how or want to handle that. He's also a very blunt and monotonous person, and on top of the fact he looks like he's gonna murder you 24/7, everything he says comes off as either sarcastic or rude. Osiria is giving it her soul's ALL to keep this guy from being like "why are you here. Leave me alone" to everyone he sees. They have the Merlin's reputation to uphold of course, and Vaer is making it SO hard for her. Like, Avaeryn's a good person. He's not gonna sit there and watch someone get mauled, and he's not gonna be intentionally rude or malicious or no reason. He's not even that easily annoyed, he just sounds like he constantly is lmao. (he Will throw hands if needed but he's smart enough to not. usually). He's quiet too but that also does not help with much at all. Monotonous and you can barely hear him. Which is driving Osiria insane. I literally made this guy so I can put him in games and pick rude dialogue without feeling that guilty LMAO

Osiria on the other hand is THE friend you wanna make. Very sweet, soft-spoken, and so So very caring. Wants to go out of her way to help anyone she comes across, and absolutely adores everyone around her. Perfect mother/big sister figure anyone would want. She nags Avaeryn a little too much for his liking bc if this lmao. She wants him to go help anyone and everyone, while all he wants to do is just be left alone. Which is never gonna happen. Though, she is a bit tooooo kind in the sense that she thinks everyone deserves to be helped, and will put her all into it. This can lead to her kindness being taken advantage of quite often, but good thing Vaer's rational enough to keep things balanced. The thing is, she's not stupid- she's aware that there's people taking advantage of her sweetness, but she just wants to help anyway. "It's best to help anyway because what's the point of leaving them stranded?" Avaeryn just thinks that they shouldn't inconvenience themselves if people can handle their own problems fine enough. People also don't like being called out by him (rightfully) lmao. Osiria thinks that's too mean though.

Relationship wise, they respect each other. Avaeryn stresses out Osiria a bit too much but overall, she understands that he usually means well, even though it often doesn't feel that way lmao. also that he's very much not a people person, so she doesn't make him go out strolling to find people to help just bc she feels like it. Wishes he doesn't scare her hamsters too much though. Vaer respects Osiria a lot as a person and as a magister. He understands that she's an important figure and therefore isn't as rude when she's around, especially since she's way too nice. He'll feel bad. Complies with her wishes more often than he would for other people bc he did technically overtake her body, and it's not like there's much else he can do lol. Overall they give more of a brother/sister relationship than anything else, and balance each other out quite well

Memes lmao

Tldr: I isekai-ed an oc who is now the supposed magister, and part of the soul of the actual Merlin now follows him around bc his soul booted hers out of her own body 💀 magister stand-in hates people which makes everything so much harder than it needs to be

[apothi-experiences]

first, ik I've interacted with this blog a few times before but I wanna do a proper thank you for starting this blog—it's reassuring knowing that I'm not alone in feeling frustrated with the way some ppl treat ppl on the apothi spectrum. some specific big issues are,

1. people parroting "aces can still have and want sex!!!" everywhere. even if it is true, the fact that this is such a major talking point makes it feel like people see aces' worth as being dependent on them still liking sex in some way. I never see anyone say "[orientation] can still have sex with [gender they're not attracted to]!!!!" for literally any other orientation

sorta related, and it could be confirmation bias, but I feel like a good handful of ace spaces are still heavy on nsfw- and kink-posting, which isn't always comfortable for me bc I'm apothiflux + prefer to engage with sexuality in relative privacy when I'm not feeling repulsed

2. "if you think you're sex-repulsed, maybe you should examine yourself to see if you just have internalized sex negativity/puritanism." this is literally just aphobia. like, you wouldn't say "you should examine yourself, maybe you just have internalized misogyny" to a gay man would you?

anyway hope u have a nice day and remember to take care of ur mental health c:

yeah it feels like whenever people say "aces and aros can still have sex or fall in love" it's not welcoming them but rather just dismissing them for being "abnormal" or "unnatural" 💀 disgusting

also very valid by the way. Seeing untagged kink posts in apothisexual ace tags etc is pretty frustrating sometimes

ALSO GOD THAT LAST POINT I hate when people call apothiaroaces puritans and stuff or closeted anti sex/kink people like, even a lot of other LGBTQ people say it despite standing for aroace positivity and it's just... super hypocritical? Like come on people, sheesh you're part of the problem /nay

Thankyou so much for the ask! Reminder to stay hydrated ✨️

[im-just-a-simp-le-whore]

This is the prologue of a (mainly) Vergil x reader (with v x reader at the beginning) I'm very slowly cooking up.

The fighting and power style of the reader will be heavily influenced by arcane and somewhat by Baldur's Gate 3. Along with their personality, and some of their clothes.

The reason for power and fighting style is because DMC (from what I've seen and understand, I'm very new, so I could be wrong!) is that outside of the main cast, they don't really explain like the power scale/system at all, or what other entities/creatures could be.

So I'm taking some shit from arcane, and I'm taking some shit from Baldur's Gate 3 and slapping it here!

And in terms of the clothes, that will be explained later. (I don't wanna give too much away!)

Also the narration style will be inspired by the one from Baldur's Gate 3!

It will be a couple of chapters before we get into the Vergil x reader/ V x reader stuff, but bare with me!!

There's a graphic description of multiple wounds and blood!! You have been warned!! And body horror in general

I'm still new to writing and editing, so please bare with me 💀 this is a learning curve for me

Wheezing and gasping for air, snow up to the ankles on your boots you continue to trudge through the blizzarding winds.

Looking for him.

You feel down and around the pockets of your tripp shorts, blindly fumbling for what you know is the last of your shotgun ammunition. bending a bit, you begin grasping around at the last pockets closer to your ankles.

Your hands are cold, frostbitten and numb from being outside too long. You're barely able to move them. You can't see your feet through your boots, but you can feel them, just as numb and cold as your hands. You can still wiggle them a fair bit, but walking is painful.

It won't be long before you won't be able to walk. You know this, you begin fumbling around your pockets in more of frenzy and-

Aha! Found it!

You find the amo, and make quick work of loading the shotgun. Crouching down, you load the bullets into the chamber, and pull the gun as close as possible to your body. So when you cock it, it hopefully reduces the noise. Though, you doubt anyone would be able to hear it over the wind howling.

The gun is now locked, loaded and ready to fire. Standing back up you hear the sound of snow being crunched under someone's feet slowly.

All you can hear is the slow crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Of the snow. You narrow your eyes, trying to see through the thick blanket of snow falling down to see if it's him. With the finality of a man that knows he will die, you too begin slowly marching forward, trying to step in time with the other person's steps. But yours are much, much slower.

You begin to see the figure approaching, getting in the proper stance to shoot, body trembling in fear and at just how cold you are, you raise the gun and immediately hiss.

Ah, you've forgotten your wounds, haven't you?

Your left shoulder, with gauze wrapped around it and your chest. In an effort to keep your left arm from moving too much. There's an almost diagonal wound, it spans from the back of your shoulder, to the front of your chest. You are barely able to see where the axe initially hit, but more so where the skinned ripped. When you were promptly dragged through the snow earlier.

Your left hip has an almost identical mark, but sideways this time, if you had to have guessed it's about 4 inches long, no tearing, but not any less painful.

And last but not least, your face. Another cut from the axe, at a complete diagonal on the left side of your face. The widest part of the wound starts at the bottom of your cheek and ends a few inches from your nose.

You grimace as you feel the wounds reopen a bit from the sudden movement and they begin to bleed, again. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the blood as it trickles down your cheek, and feel it freeze as it drops onto your neck and chest, now making it even more difficult and uncomfortable to turn your head.

The wound on your hip seeps blood into your partially destroyed shorts, making the material more tacky and cold.

Your shoulder, the worst of the wounds and the most agitated at the moment, pours blood down your arm, some of it freezes quickly while some more drips off of your arm, and onto the snow below you.

The figure approaches

You realize it's him.

He realizes it's you.

His walk turns into a sprint as he raises the axe.

You aim your gun for his head.

Seeing him clearly now as he draws closer. He swings, you shoot.

You hear the unmistakable sound of a human head exploding, and see as parts of his brain and skull go flying in chunks behind him.

You hear his body drop into snow, a loud and final crunch, as he finally stops moving. You breathe a sigh of relief and go to take a step forward but collapse onto your knees. The gun is still gripped in your right hand.

The danger is gone, and your body is so very tired and cold. It's lost too much blood, it can no longer move forward. Tears burn painfully in your eyes and within seconds you're hysterical.

I can finally leave! I can go get help! You think, hitting the tops of your thighs you rasp out, “Why.. Why won't you move? We have to go.. we have to go and get help..! Don't you understand?"

You quickly realize you can't feel yourself hitting your thighs. The feeling in your hands is almost gone, they're purple and blue, almost black in some spots. Your fingers won't move anymore. You can't let go of the gun in your right hand. Your left hand isn't much better, your ring and middle finger are completely black, while the rest of your hand is purple and blue.

You look up and down your arms, they're in a similar condition. You imagine your legs are too, but can't see to confirm, but based on the fact you can't really feel them, you know you're probably right.

Body losing strength to sit up, you unceremoniously land on your right side, and turn over onto your back with a quiet hiss. The feel of the snow digging into your left shoulder is painful for a brief moment, before a numb sensation takes over.

Looking up at the sky, the snow and wind begin to dissipate, the clouds move and the moon shines through. It's a blood moon. You glower and scoff at the irony of it.

You lay there for what could be minutes or hours. The sky slowly becomes brighter as the sun starts to rise. Your eyes are repeatedly fluttering shut as the blood loss and hypothermia get to you, you sing in a soft whisper

Dear friend across the river

My hands are cold and bare

Dear friend across the river

I'll take what you can spare

I ask of you a penny

My fortune, it will be

I ask you without envy

We raise no mighty towers

Our homes are built of stone

So come across the river

And find the world below

And before long, your eyes flutter shut for the last time as the world fades to black.

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

any headcanons about daeron ii's and myriah's sons?

WAUGGHHH YEESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They’re probably gonna be a bit shorter than the girlies because…….. I hate men I guess /j

Baelor:

- Surprisingly the most normal of Daeron and Myriah’s kids even though the pressure placed on him since birth must’ve been I N S A N E. Probably would’ve snapped at some point if the brown haired gene didn’t come in clutch and neutralize the crazy in him

- And even tho canon tries to imply him having brown hair and a broken nose doesn’t make him as pretty as the other targs……… ignore them king, I KNOW there were probably hundreds of people writing some crazy rpf about this man!!1!1!!

- I also like to think he, Daemon and Daenerys were pretty close as kids. Like, yahhh ik their relationship probably rotted because Baelor was meant to feel inferior to Daemon and vice versa for differing reasons but…. Maybe I wanna make myself cry a bit. Maybe I wanna imagine them playing knights and dragons and stuff 🥲

- Definitely cared for Maekar a lot as his baby brother but also had a lot of trouble not seeing him as anything as his baby brother whichhhh….. probably made him come off as condescending a little okay he’s trying his best

Aerys:

- Asexual AND autistic, sorry I don’t make the rules and I’m not projecting onto him I swear don’t listen to what anyone else may tell you I-

- And the thing is, I’m sure he would’ve absolutely pulled a Vaegon if he could’ve, but honourably decided to stay behind for the sake of securing political allies for the throne (the citadel rejected his application because he cited his only strength as “reading”)

- Poor dude probably had some absolutely shitty sight due to eye strain, reading by candlelight in the dark is all fine and dandy until that becomes the only thing you do

- Ngl probably the biggest social outcast out of his brothers, I think the primary reason he trusted Brynden to handle everything when he became king was because he didn’t have that many friends/allies outside of Aelinor (not a big politics person), Shiera (witch girlie and also Brynden’s kinda gf) and Brynden himself so he was willing to go with whatever they wanted within reason

- Mans has no canonical death despite being a king so I’m personally gonna diagnose him with….. tetanus via iron throne in one of the few times he actually bothered to do king things

Rhaegel:

- I kinda like to think he was an artistic guy, really loved painting and drawing and probably would’ve tried out other mediums like pottery, embroidery and weaving if people didn’t stop him from doing so <3

- Probably dressed a lot more simply as an adult because he hated most fabric textures. Velvet and wool were his least favourites but tbh the only thing he could wear without getting fidgety in ten minutes would be cotton

- Also really hated when people touch his hair ngl! Dude has that really pretty targ men hair gene where it’s really long and flowy but that’s because he doesn’t like cutting it

- Okay tbh I like him but I don’t have that many thoughts on the guy 💀 I like to headcanon he drew a lot of dragons as kids and really liked telling his family what their dragons would look like and what he should name them and all that. His dragon would be light purple with red wings and gold horns and he’d call her Myrri after his mom :)))

Maekar:

- Absolutely the tallest and most athletic out of his brothers but absolutelyyyy suffering from an inferiority complex. No it doesn’t get any better when Baelor dies, if anything it gets much worse :(

- Had an unfortunate habit of getting people to dislike him, not completely his fault tho a lot of folks were just predisposed to thinking him to be kinda intimidating!!!

- Didn’t have a favourite with his kids, but Rhae was absolutely his baby because she was a lot like him when he was little in both looks and attitude lol

- Feeling a little angsty so I’m gonna say he had some memorabilia of Dyanna that he’d keep with him at all times. Like maybe a bit of her hair in a locket, or a portrait he’d keep in his room 🥲

[ofmermaidstories]

i just wanted to say as a long time reader i'm so happy to hear your thoughts on the ending, because i feel like so many people were very "this is the worst ending ever and it ruined the series" or "this ending was perfect and anyone who disagrees just didn't understand the story" when i think neither is really true at all lol... like it's okay to take what you need from the ending and agree and disagree with certain parts! no perfect story exists because if it did then writers would stop writing! but i'm still so excited to see where your love of the series takes you in the future, and i'm grateful that you share your work with us always :) i hope you have a good week!

i love the series too much to swing blindly either way. 🥹 and i understand/can see perfectly how like, there’d be readers who’d be upset with the wrap up, or otherwise feel the knee-jerk reaction to defend it from all criticism. 🥺 i’m not one of them though. 🥹 hori achieved what he set out to do (tell a very specific story about a boy learning what it means to dream, and the cost and responsibility of gaining and losing them), there’s just some pot holes on the road to it. 🥺 and maybe they could’ve (should’ve) been addressed, maybe easily, maybe not (maybe it’s a problem for when the road was first built, in terms of foundation or missing approval plans, maybe) but the road still works. we still get there in the end. 🥹

i had fun the entire time, even with the complaints lmao. i agree with you, anon! like, i don’t think perfect creators/writers exist. we all have blind spots, or biases that otherwise skewer what we try to achieve. i think flaws make creators and their creations interesting!!!!!! if anything i think that tells you more about them and their work than the things they get right does. The way Hori protects and almost babies his hero boys—his men—from their consequences, lmao, like he’s almost too scared to truly hurt them in the long run? He always just shies away from saying things outright—things are always left just open enough that he can back peddle later on, fix things. The complete dry lack of romance, despite him taking pains to hint at it and the way it’s guarded among Ochako and Tsyu like some precious, girlish secret. 💀 Idc what anyone says about that last one, I don’t believe he’s deliberately subverting expectations—I think he’s just bad at writing romance (that isn’t unintended 💀) and also a coward, lmao.

But that’s the stuff that’s fun! It’s fun to pick it apart and then it’s fun to piece it back together either by writing fic or trying to find fics that have like, the fix-its you want. 🥹 Hori’s flaws and deliberate gaps are what makes it the perfect sandbox we know and love. and i think he knows that, tbh—there’s so many tiny things he hints at, throughout the story, that we just never get full explanations of. The UA robot uprising, lmao. The cyberwar after the kids leave school, mentioned in this last chapter?? The fact that he’s plotted out the past users lives, and is just kinda like—eh, yeah, i’m never gonna tell. LOL. Maybe what I keep calling cowardice is just a misjudgement of the lines he draws for himself, in the sand. 🧐🥺 I guess we won’t know, lmao.

i’m waffling. Anon, I hope you’re having a good start to your week. 🥹 Thank-you for being so nice, specifically with your last words—there’s a lot I wanna write for MHA!!! I’m excited to start something new that gets to play with what Hori left for us. 🥹 Like Lili said in her earlier ask—I’d like to write them a hundred other happy endings, too. 🥹

[hxney-lemcn]

Oopsie — Peter Maximoff x gn! reader

summary: Peter found your fanfic (idk how else to summarize this 💀)

tw: descriptions of panic (possibly panic attack?)

a/n: idk how I feel about this one.

wc: 1.1k

Master List

“Give that back, Peter!” I shouted, standing on my tippy toes trying to reach the notebook he held over his head.

“Why do ya want it back so badly, huh?” Peter asked with a smirk. “What are you writing about?”

I don’t think my heart has ever beat as fast as it is now. I could feel my blood rush as panic coursed through me. No, I didn’t use it as a diary or anything…or maybe I was in a convoluted way? When I felt down or needed to vent, I would write scenarios with my favorite characters. The thought of anyone, especially Peter finding out made me want to change my identity and leave the country. He would never let me live it down and some of those stories were extremely personal to me. 

Panic continued to clench at my heart as Peter opened the notebook, still holding it above his head. Pure desperation took hold of me as I jumped, using his shoulders to propel me higher. 

“Whoa there,” Peter laughed, zipping away to the other side of the room. “You really don’t want me reading this. It can’t be that bad.”

“Peter, please,” I begged, trying to stop my voice cracking from the tears that threatened to fall. His smile fell and he looked at me with furrowed brows. Either he read some of it using his super powers to give him more time or he felt guilty due to how desperate I seemed, but I didn’t want to find out. So as a last ditch attempt, I shot a beam of darkness at the notebook, disappearing into the shadows only to reappear in my hands. Before Peter could utter a word I disappeared into the shadows, only to reappear in Jean's room. 

Jean gasped in surprise. I typically didn’t use my powers that often. I wasn’t a part of the X-Men, but I was friends with Jean ever since I first attended the school, which meant I was basically a part of their group. Having the powers of umbrakinesis, at the beginning wasn’t so special. I could manipulate shadows. Didn’t seem like much. Until Professor Xaviar taught me about my true potential. I could travel through shadows, and even manifest the dark particles into a physical form. It was a good defense, creating weapons made out of dark particles, but I wasn’t the fighting type. So I never really used my powers. There was no need to.

So when I not only traveled to Jean through shadows, but also had the most panic stricken face, she led me to her bed. Her work was left forgotten on her desk. 

“Hey, hey it's okay,” She cooed. “You’re safe here.” Jean rubbed my back as she sat next to me. 

I took deep breaths, trying to calm down. I felt so silly getting worked up over such things, but at the same time it was something deeply personal…and embarrassing. 

“You wanna talk about it?” Jean asked. I bit my lip, contemplating if I could stomach saying it out loud or letting her just read my thoughts.

“Could you just…look?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t rude too. 

She nodded, a gentle look in her eyes. I trusted her with the knowledge of the contents of my notebook. Especially when she’ll see how important it is to me. A scowl took over her face after a minute.

“That idiot,” She huffed.

Even after what just happened, I couldn’t help but vouch for Peter, “He didn’t know…”

“You’re letting your crush on him talk,” She rolled her eyes. 

I felt myself warm at such a blatant accusation of my feelings. She wasn’t completely wrong. I was smitten over the silver haired mutant. I found his dorkiness charming, and he just had the cutest smile. He made it so easy to be friends with him, including me in everything, and not to mention his casual affection. An arm around my shoulders here, ruffling my hair there. It was something I wasn’t used to. Yeah Jean would include me in stuff as well, but her affection was more reserved. 

And yes, Peter can be annoying. Prime example would be his incessant talking. He could talk about anything and everything, yet not say a thing of substance. Which I personally didn’t mind, but Jean and Scott found it grating from time to time. 

“I’m just scared he’s gonna think I’m weird now,” I finally confessed. “I mean…it is weird, but…”

“It's not weird,” Jean consoled. “We all have our hobbies, and yours helps you emotionally.”

I fiddled with the notebook pages, “I guess.”

Suddenly, an urgent knocking sounded through the room, followed by Peter’s voice, “Jean! I think I seriously messed up!”

Once more, a frown found its way onto Jean's lips before she sent me a concerned look. She shuffled me into her bathroom, ‘I think you should hear what he’s gonna say.’ I nodded anxiously, staring at the white tiles as she closed the bathroom door. I sat on the toilet seat as I heard Jean open her door.

“What’d you do this time, Maximoff?” She asked.

I could practically hear the nerves in Peter’s voice as he replied, “I-I swear I didn’t know it was such a big deal. I thought we were messin’ around like usual, but then they started to really freak out. I thought it was just some work stuff…but I read some of it, and I won’t say what it was, but I realized I definitely shouldn’t have read it and now I can’t find ‘em.”

“Slow down Peter,” Jean sighed. 

“I can’t!” Peter’s voice broke. “The look they gave me before they left…I can’t get it outta my head. I gotta apologize, but I’m no good at those.” He let out a frustrated groan before finishing, “I always ruin stuff.”

It was silent for a few seconds before Jean finally spoke, “I’ll give you guys some time to talk it out.”

“Wha?” 

The bathroom door opened on its own and I slowly peaked my head out. Peter stared at me with those big puppy dog eyes that melted my heart and I watched as Jean left her own room. I felt a bit bad that our drama made her leave her own room, but was side tracked as Peter started apologizing rapidly.

“I’m so sorry (y/n),” He said. “I-I didn’t know. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m such an idiot.” He brushed his hand through his hair tensely. 

I let out a quiet sigh, “It's okay.”

“It’s not!” Peter refuted. “That was your personal info!”

I bit my lip, “I mean yeah…but I forgive you. As long as you never speak to another soul of what you read.”

“Read what?” He asked with fake cluelessness. “I dunno what you’re talkin’ about.”

A bright grin fell onto my face, happy that he didn’t seem to be judging me.

“But…y’know, just for the record, if you wanna cuddle…” He opened his arms like he was gonna go in for a hug. “I’m always open.”

I rolled my eyes, but failed to hide my amused grin, “Whatever Quickie.”