#y yo a ti shadow

[dreaminginmysoup]

ONE OF THE DUBS DID WHAT

Bonus:

Thanks to @transgendershadowthehedgehog

[alisblackgf]

YO ZAC WELCOME BACKKKKK,

But yk I got a request 🤞🏽

Earth-42!Miles with fem!spider-reader

Like reader was from 1610!miles universe but when he went to earth-42 she went with him and maybe like there was a prowler!reader in 42!miles universe but she died and hes like “look at the power you had here…with me”

(The rest up to you…yk how I like it zacy 😏)

YEAH OFC <3

𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: earth-42!miles x fem!spider!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst(?)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in his universe, you’re dead. it’s not fair that some inferior version of him gets to have you alive and well while he’s stuck grieving you. he makes it his number one priority to show you what you could have with him. what you had.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: inhales exhales i don’t like this and idk if i did him justice but HOPEFULLY I DID. it’s a little messy idk if i did this right HELO i hope you like it anyway (shout out to rae for helping me with the spanish 🫶)

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: hermosa - beautiful; tú eras mi vida y mi mundo - you were my life and my world; mi amor - my love

you woke up in a daze.

your surroundings were dark with only a little illumination coming from a small window. you tried to get up, but you were quickly dragged back down to notice you were tied to a pole. the more you pulled against it (to no avail), the more you lost hope.

you took a shaky breath and looked around the room to find miles tied up on a punching bag. he didn’t look conscious. his head is hung low and you could barely see his closed eyes. your heart dropped and made it your mission to get his attention.

“miles? miles!”

then, your spidey-sense goes off.

you hear footsteps drawing closer and closer to you, and you desperately try to break free from the pole.

“i wouldn’t wake him just yet, hermosa.”

your eyes widened as you looked back at miles, who was still knocked out. you were extremely confused at who was talking to you. they sounded just like your miles, but it wasn’t. you were about to speak, but then the mystery person came out of the shadows and kneeled down to see you.

it was..miles? but not your miles for sure. this miles had braids, and judging from the term of endearment he called you earlier, he could for sure roll his r’s. he gently took your face in his hands and scanned you for any sign of injury. when he makes sure you’re fine, he smiles at you.

“you’re just as beautiful as i remember,” he says.

“i’m sorry?” you ask, seeing as you’ve never met him in your life.

he sighed at your words and untied you from the pole. when your hands are free, you rub your wrists in an attempt to ease the soreness that enveloped them. you tried to shoot a web, but you soon notice that your web-shooters are gone.

“c’mon, mami, you don’t think i’m dumb, do you?” he chuckles at your attempt before untying your feet, and you stretched your legs in response. once he’s up, he holds out his hand to you. you hesitantly accept. he helps pull you up from the floor and you dust yourself off.

he looks at you before asking, “i’m assuming your name is (y/n)?”

you nod in response, looking a little concerned before saying, “how’d you know?”

“because that’s what my girl’s name was, and you look and sound just like her.”

“your girl?” you ask curiously. he nods and shows you a polaroid picture of him and a girl. he was right, she looked exactly like you. “why isn’t she here?”

his facial expression went from relaxed to serious. he sighed before speaking, “she’s dead.”

your eyes widen. you know you’re not his (y/n), but hearing that a version of you is dead sends shivers down your spine.

“tú eras mi vida y mi mundo, (y/n). you were taken from me for the same reason you save people now.”

“and what’s that?”

“your compassion,” he says with a slight bitterness to his tone. “you cared so much for people. too much. i shouldn’t have let you out of my sight.”

you listened eagerly. even if she wasn’t you necessarily, you were still curious to hear how a variant of you died.

you put your hand on his shoulder and nodded, and he took it as a sign to continue.

“we were handling business. two guys had crossed us. i was taking care of one, you were with the other. he was begging for his life, and you showed him kindness and spared him. then, he..”

you could hear his breathing getting shaky, and you began to rub his shoulder.

“you don’t have to finish, i— i get the gist of it,” you assure him.

he nods and pulls you into a hug. you hesitantly hug him back, feeling bad for him. once you wrap your arms around him, he whispers to you, “i’m never letting you out of my sight again, mi amor.”

your breath hitches and your eyes widen.

“i’m so, so sorry for your loss, miles. but i’m not her. i don’t belong here,” you try to reason. you hear shuffling on the punching bag and you can see miles—your miles—stirring awake.

“miles! you’re okay!” you gently move the other miles off of you and run to your miles.

“for the most part,” he tries to joke.

“i don’t think you get it,” earth-42 miles begins to speak. you turn away from your miles to look at the other one. “you had so much power with me, (y/n).”

“what’s this dude on about?” earth-1610 miles whisper-asks you, but all you can do is shrug in response to him.

“look, i’m sorry that your girlfriend died, but i’m not her, and i never will be,” you spat, getting annoyed.

“i’ll give you two options,” the other miles begins. “you can die with bug-boy here, or you can come rule the streets with me.”

your eyes widen as he walks over to you guys, now in a prowler suit. he puts his gauntlet on and shoves you out of the way, putting his hand around your miles’ neck, choking him.

“pick your poison, mami. let’s hope you make the right choice.”

I REALLY HOPE I DID HIM JUSTICE OMG

tags: @pr0wlerpunk

[alinawritess]

𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 ✩

❀ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. Vinnie Hacker x fem!reader x Reggie Hacker

❀ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. Seattle's buzzing streets set the stage for "Torn Between Two Worlds," chronicling your childhood with the lively Hacker brothers. You arrived from a war-torn country, taken in by your grandparents in this new land. While your folks, busy with their jobs, pushed for top grades, the Hackers were all about "just do your best." Reggie, warm and welcoming, became your best friend, but Vinnie, was always trying to get on nerves, rubbing you in the wrong way since the very start. As you all grew up, things got complex. Summer hit, and secrets spilled out, shaking up your feelings for Vinnie and your bond with Reggie. Settle down for a whirlwind of emotions with the Hackers, Seattle, and your own heart on the line.

❀ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. no clue yet

❀ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬). Emotional Turmoil ┆︎ Family Dynamics (Immigrant Experience, Distant Parents) ┆︎ Themes of Cultural Adjustment and Displacement ┆︎ Childhood Trauma (War-torn Country Background) ┆︎ Pranks and Initial Conflict Between Characters ┆︎ Complex Relationships (Friendship, Crushes, Love Triangle) ┆︎ Emotional Distress and Insecurities ┆︎ Themes of Personal Growth and Identity ┆︎ Potential for Intense Emotional Scenes and Confrontations┆︎ No Use of Y/N.

❀ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞. I haven't finished the last series yet, but here's an idea that's been lingering in my mind. I'm not sure where it came from, but this concept won't leave me alone. If you enjoyed "The Summer I Turned Pretty," you might like this too. I've only just started writing it, so I hope you enjoy it (and I might make some edits of this later on).

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴╴

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

You had known the Hacker brothers throughout your entire childhood, each year binding you closer to their vibrant world. Three years younger than Vinnie and a year younger than Reggie, you were introduced to them at the tender age of five, shortly after your parents relocated to Seattle, WA for their careers. The move forcibly severed your ties with the only country you had ever known—a place untouched by the concept of America, where the echoes of bombings and mini-wars were the grim lullabies of your youth. In this foreign land, your grandparents had been your steadfast anchors, and leaving them behind felt like abandoning your true family.

With little say in the matter, you were uprooted to a new country and into the orbit of parents who, despite their noble professions as a pediatric surgeon and a paramedic, were often absent from your daily life. Their ambitions were high, demanding nothing short of top grades while the Hacker family next door embraced a more laid-back mantra of "do your best." Despite your academic excellence, accolades were sparse from your parents, who deemed your achievements merely average.

The day you met the Hacker brothers remains etched in memory, a moment teetering between intrigue and irritation. Vinnie, mischievous and quick-witted, greeted you with a prank—a feigned handshake that left you bewildered and slightly affronted, raised under the strict tutelage of your grandparents' prim and proper etiquette. In stark contrast, Reggie exuded warmth, his genuine smile and friendly handshake signaling the dawn of a friendship that would anchor your early years.

As time passed, you and Reggie became inseparable, forging a bond that weathered childhood adventures and adolescent trials. Yet, Vinnie remained an enigma—a constant source of friction and bemusement. His charisma and looks held no sway over your steadfast disapproval, convinced that nothing could alter your stance.

But the fateful turn of a single summer altered the trajectory of your relationships. A pivotal event reshaped your perception of Vinnie, challenging your deep-seated reservations. It cast a shadow over your once-unwavering friendship with Reggie, stirring emotions that had long lain dormant. As you navigate this tumultuous juncture, the lines between friendship, loyalty, and love blur, revealing layers of complexity and unexpected truths that redefine your understanding of the Hacker brothers and your place in their world.

╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴╴╴╴

[adel-memes]

I got enabled so hear me out on:

Traveling Heroes AU

With Green, Blue, and Shadow <3

it obviously starts with Blue & Green being travelers & choosing to opt for the hero life than knighthood. I like to think Green being the wind element led to him not enjoying routine & wanting to travel the world & visit every corner.

Then there's Blue, I like to think he wanted to stick around but didn't like any of the roles he got. Like he didn't like being a knight cause he felt tied waiting for orders when he wanted to go and help. I like to think he tried being a mage with Red but with his own element (water) and having his own rod but didn't continue after struggles fr fr. Anyway it all came to halt when Green decided to travel and Blue was like 'yo me too actually 👀' and left with him.

Shadow eventually joins them because of Blue (cough cough he tried to use healing magic and it accidentally overlapped with Shadow and he revived him oopsie)

That's the premise of the three of them but I do got HCs like:

Green & Shadow go dragon flying / paragliding

Blue constantly heals Green from lowkey protecting him (Blue gets in danger like the damsel in distress he is, Green saves him fr fr, Blue feels bad and heals him while going 'stop being stupid 🙄')

Shadow at the start definitely feels off being around the two of them cause he's very >:,Y at Green cause 'oh leader so authority...' But realizes Green is Not trying to be a leader and wants to be his friend. Meanwhile he just provokes Blue and they fight in the BG but it lets off steam fr fr so they eventually just relax.

The three of them bond over their weird identities surrounding Link <33 (Green hates it cause he feels like he won't ever be seen as Just Green. Blue hates it because he won't ever be 'perfect' Link, Shadow hates it because he feels he will always be overshadowed by him)

[amistytown]

Leviathan Birthday Collaboration 2023: A-7 Wedding

Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort

Pairing: Leviathan & GN MC

Warnings: mentions of anxiety and self-deprecation

This is my piece for Leviathan's birthday collaboration this year; I chose the prompt wedding. I feel this isn't my best work, but there was a lot going on. I'm really glad I could meet the deadline and take part in this project! I had a great time and am honored to work alongside such talented people. 

Happy birthday, Leviachan 🥳✨

As always, I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors that may have gone unnoticed. Thank you to those who take the time to read and comment on my work; it’s greatly appreciated ♥

The silence is suffocating, allowing Leviathan’s thoughts to wander and find their voice. Normally, he sought it out, relishing the peace of mind the quiet brought him, the Avatar of Envy content to confine himself to his room and keep to the shadows. Here he feels alone and exposed, his soul laid bare before him in the vanity mirror. His reflection peers nervously back at him, wide-eyed and pale, as uncertainty takes hold and ties itself into knots in the pit of his stomach. He sighs, dropping his gaze to his hands, which tremble in his lap. You love him, and he loves you—this he knows—though doubt sows itself into his heart. What if this is a mistake—if you’ve yet to realize you deserve better? He can’t bear to see you unhappy.

“Yo, Levi!” The door swings open, and Leviathan jumps, yelping in surprise. “The Great Mammon is here to support his lil bro on his big day!” Mammon grins, while an unamused Lucifer trails behind him, scowling.

Leviathan glowers at the Avatar of Greed, feigning annoyance, but he can’t deny he’s relieved, their presence familiar and comforting, soothing his frayed nerves—it’s embarrassing. Mammon’s voice alone is loud enough to drown out his thoughts, and he gives Leviathan little time to think when he wraps an arm around the third born’s shoulders and playfully ruffles his hair.

“Don’t say I never did anythin for ya!” he crows.

“H-hey!” Leviathan growls, face flushing a deep shade of red.

“Mammon,” Lucifer warns, smoothing Leviathan’s hair as Mammon shrinks under his disapproving gaze. Though Lucifer’s expression softens, the eldest regarding Leviathan with a smile—genuine, sweet—bringing back faraway memories. A brother’s love, strong and true, and the unmistakable twinkle of pride unbidden in those eyes, the same eyes that watched over him in the Celestial realm and never stopped here in the Devildom. His heart swells with emotion, overwhelming but not unwelcome, the Avatar of Pride chuckling as arms wrap firmly around his waist, and Leviathan cries into his embrace.

In this moment, he’s a fledgling again, Lucifer’s arms and wings encircling and protecting him from the world. He’s loved, safe, all his worries melting away.

Until embarrassment gets the best of him, and Leviathan is very aware of himself and how his skin burns, quickly pulling back and averting his tearful gaze. Thankfully, his brothers allow him this, an unspoken understanding passing between them that lessens the tension, and he’s beyond grateful when Lucifer takes it upon himself to straighten his tie, voice filling the silence, “This is meant to be one of the happiest days of your life, is it not?”

“Y-yes!” Leviathan says without hesitance, still in awe you accepted his proposal. He recalls that night with utmost clarity, certain you’re standing in front of him now, eyes glistening with tears, and your smile so bright and beautiful he believes he’s ascended to the Celestial realm. Once he thought marriage a fantasy, uninteresting and unbecoming of an otaku such as himself, but you changed his mind—you changed his life. “But . . .”

“Stop right there! I know what’s goin through that head of yours, and it’s not true.” Mammon pinches Leviathan’s cheek, laughing heartily despite his brother’s murderous glare. “Who can resist my adorable lil brother, eh?”

“Mammon is correct.” Lucifer agrees. “What is it you say . . . believe in me who believes in you, yes?”

Leviathan’s mouth opens, but no words come out, caught in his throat. Instead, he sniffles, grateful tears rolling down his cheeks and snot streaming from his nose.

“Gross,” Mammon mutters. “I mean . . .” he improvises after Lucifer fixes him with an angry stare, clapping Leviathan on the back. “Ya look like a million Grimm!”

“Honestly . . .” Lucifer sighs. “Come now, Mammon.”

A wave of anxiety crashes over Leviathan. “H-hey! Wait . . .”

“We’ll see you soon, Leviathan.” Lucifer gives his shoulder a reassuring squeeze, and Leviathan nods, watching his brothers leave, their words of encouragement still ringing in his ears and strengthening his resolve. The only one who doubts him is himself, envy warping the world around him to fit its narrative—dark, lonely, and bleak. Though you love everything about him he finds disgusting, supporting him and inspiring him to become the demon he is today, and the demon he hopes to be in the future; a future he envisions with you by his side.

“Levi,” he imagines you say, the sweetness of your voice causing his heart to flutter and heat to creep down his neck to pool in his chest. “Can I come in?”

“You!” he squawks, catching your gaze in the mirror as you peek your head into the room. “I-it’s r-r-really you!” Quickly, he covers his eyes. “I’m not supposed to see you before the wedding! I-I heard it’s bad luck.”

“That’s an old human superstition,” you reassure him. “I wanted to see you . . . but I can leave if you’re uncomfortable.”

“N-no, stay!” he shouts, and then softly, “Please.” You want to see him. Years passed since you first arrived in the Devildom, countless days spent together, ending with you in his tub, your bodies and souls entwined, hearts beating as one, yet he still can’t believe you want to see him—that you want to marry him—that you want him. Every morning he wakes he falls in love with you again and again and again and again, and now he feels not a spark but a flame, burning with such intensity he aches in longing.

Your eyes meet in the mirror, and Leviathan gasps, mesmerized by your reflection and how it glimmers in the moonlight spilling through the window. Slowly, he faces you, his heart skipping a beat as he basks in your glory, shameless in his staring. Your smile is angelic, expression shy but full of affection, glistening with unshed tears as you look upon him, admiring him in return. The moment is etched into his memory, carefully filed away for safekeeping, saved not once but twice—a third time for good measure. He’ll never forget this, how you shine brighter than any star in the sky, radiating warmth and love, ridding him of doubt and instilling him with confidence; his love for you far too great to ignore.

“You look amazing,” you whisper.

“You do too . . .” He swallows. “You’re beyond amazing! You’re heavenly. My heart may give out before I make it to the altar.” Your laugh is music to his ears, leaving him weak in the knees. “You used charm and it’s super effective!”

“Don’t worry, I’ve come prepared,” you say, kneeling before him and presenting a gift box elegantly wrapped in orange ribbon. “A gift for my dearest Lord of Shadow.”

“Y-you shouldn’t have,” he stammers, touch gentle as he takes the box in his hands, untying the ribbon with unsteady fingers. Placing the top on the vanity, he grins, wide and toothy, admiring the two custom gaming controllers inside. “These are . . .” There are no words to describe the emotions flowing through and sweeping over him, surging forward in sharp stuttering sobs. Player 1 is inscribed on one and Player 2 on the other, the date on both in a heartfelt reminder of what the day is to bring and will mean after all is said and done, your bond continuing to grow and flourish.

You wipe the tears from his eyes, cradling his face in your hands. “I thought we could put them to good use later.”

Setting the box aside, he gathers you in his arms, pulling you onto his lap to kiss you, tender but fervent, the bitterness of his tears overpowered by the sweetness of your lips. “Love you I do, marry you I will,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against your own and savoring the feel of your fingers in his hair and as they run over the base of the horns now crowning his head.

“I love you too,” you laugh, your breath hot on his skin, sending a delightful shiver down his spine that causes his tail to curl. And he knows, as you lean in to kiss him, he loves you, and you love him, and there’s nowhere else he wants to be, happy and at peace in your arms.

[hey-hey-j]

I have no art to offer today so instead here are my top 5 JD songs in no particular order

- Set It Off - Kill the Lights

As you're tongue-tied / did you believe it? / False pride never existed / Now I am cutting ties clean off and I can breathe at last / So we all stand enthralled by this bland curtain call / And the truth we pursue as we all / we all beg you to....

- The Hoosiers - Killer

It's alright to scream / I'm screaming, too / Why'd you think I do the things I do? / For shadows haunted me like ghosts / so I became what I feared the most

- My Chemical Romance - Planetary (GO!)

I can't slow down / I won't be waiting for you / I can't stop now because I'm dancing / This planet's ours to defend / ain't got no time to pretend / Don't fuck around / this is our last chance

- Arcade Fire - Neighborhood #2 (Laika)

Our older brother / bit by a vampire / For a year we caught his tears in a cup / and now we're gonna make him drink it / Come on, Alex / don't die or dry up

- Cafe Tacvba - Esta Vez

Esta vez no quiero otra ilusión / Esta vez lo intentaré otra vez / Esta vez y más yo trataré de hacerte bien / si la vida me regala otra oportunidad

[q-starhalo]

q!Bad songs + their lyrics ★-

-`.✎ Ver. 1

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˖◛⁺˖ | Hello and welcome to this list of q!Bad songs (including ones that remind me of Bad and Dapper or other eggs)!! Before we get to the songs, I do want to say that many songs contain triggering content. I have tagged most of them but if there's any I have missed, please do let me know! Other then that, each list will contain 25 songs so the posts won't be long then they already are! If you want to ask me anything about the songs, feel free! Now enjoy :D

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Portrait of a Blank Slate - Lovejoy:

★ "I feel at some point I broke my mind"

★ "How do you all make it look so easy? You open your hearts up so quickly it scares me "

★ "If only you knew just how better things could be"

★ "Another week of action. Another hypoglycemic reaction"

★ "I'm sorry it's all so predictable"

El Muchacho de los Ojos Tristes - Jeanette:

★ "Ni una simple sonrisa, ni un poco de luz en sus ojos profundos" | "Not a single smile, not a bit of light in his deep eyes"

★ "Ni siquiera reflejo de algún pensamiento que alegre su mundo" | "Not even a reflection of some thought that brightens his world"

★ "Hay tristeza en sus ojos" | "There is sadness in his eyes"

★ "El muchacho de los ojos tristes, vive solo y necesita amor. Como el aire, necesita verme. Como el sol, lo necesito yo" | "The guy with sad eyes lives alone and needs love. Like the air, he needs to see me. Like the sun, I need him"

★ "El muchacho de los ojos tristes ha encontrado al fin una razón para hacer que su mirada ría, con mis besos y mi gran amor" | "The guy with sad eyes has finally found a reason to make his eyes smile with my kisses and my great love"

★ "Yo pretendo saber porqué extraña razón hoy sus ojos no ríen. Yo pretendo lograr con ternura y amor ver sus ojos felices" | "I pretend to know the strange reason for why his eyes don't smile today. I intend to achieve with tenderness and love to see his happy eyes" (?)

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens:

★ "The evil it spread like a fever ahead. It was night when you died, my firefly"

★ "Did you get enough love, my little dove, why do you cry?"

★ "And I'm sorry I left but it was for best, though it never felt right"

★ "Shall we look at the moon, my little lon, why do you cry?"

★ "Make most of your life while it is rife, while it is light"

Come Little Children - Kate Covington/Hocus Pocus:

★ "Come little children, I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment"

★ "Come little children, the time's come to play, here in my garden of shadows"

★ "Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way, through all the pain and the sorrows"

★ "Weep not, poor children, for life is this way. Murdering beauty and passions"

★ "Rest now my children, for soon we'll away into the calm and the quiet"

★ "Come little children, the time's come to play, here in my garden of shadows"

Problems - Mother Mother:

★ "You and me, we're not the same. I am a sinner, you are a saint"

★ "When we get to the pearly gates, you'll get the green light. I'll get the old door in the face"

★ "I'm a loser, a disgrace"

★ "I've found love in the strangest place. Tied up and branded, locked in a cage."

★ "You're a beauty- a luminary, in my face"

★ "I got a lot, and not a lot, I got a lot less than a lot // I've got problems, not just the ones that are little"

★ "Some go to baseball, some go debase a face they can't seem to save"

Rises the Moon - Liana Flores:

★ "Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end. Sun digs it's heels to taunt you."

★ "But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same. Rises the moon."

★ "Days fade into a watercolor blur. Memories swim and haunt you."

★ "Oh close your weary eyes. I promise you that soon the autumn comes to darken fading summer skies"

★ "Breathe, breathe, breathe"

★ "Days pull you down just like a sinking ship. Floating is getting harder. But tread the water, child, and know that meanwhile rises the moon"

★ "Days pull you up just like a daffodil. Uprooted from it's garden."

★ "They'll tell you what you owe, but know even so. Rises the moon"

I am the Very Model of a Cartoon Individual - Animaniacs:

★ "I am the very model of a cartoon individual! My animation's comical, unusual and whimsical!"

★ "I'm quite adept at funny gags, comedic theory I have read. From wicked puns and stupid jokes to anvils that drop on your head."

★ "I'm very good at fancy dances, I can even pirouette! Then smack the villain with a fish; I know my cartoon etiquette."

★ "To suit my mood, I can call forth a lot of different sceneries, like outer space and desert scapes and Himalayan eateries."

★ "From this bag here, why, I can pull most anything imaginable."

★ "You see in matters comical, unusual and whimsical, we are the very model of cartoon individuals!"

Burning Pile - Mother Mother:

★ "All I tried to save my face"

★ "All my guts try to spill"

★ "It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile, all lit up and I start to smile. If I catch fire then I change my aim, throw my troubles at the pearly gates"

★ "All your woe begones be gone"

★ "Throw my troubles at the world again"

★ "It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile, all lit up and I start to smile. If I catch fire then I'll take my turn to burn and burn and burn"

dumb dumb - mazie

★ "Disappointment takes us by surprise"

★ "Even though by now I think we should have realized. Everyone is dumb"

★ "There must be something in the corn flakes, making it hard for us to think straight"

★ "It's waking up inside of the dream; you don't know what to believe"

★ "Maybe that's why disappointment takes us by surprise"

Everything at Once - Lenka:

★ "As sly as a fox"

★ "As fast as a hare"

★ "As sharp as a tooth"

★ "As dark as the night"

★ "As sweet as a song, as right as a wrong"

★ "Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be"

★ "As warm as the sun, as silly as fun"

★ "As scary as the sea"

★ "As hot as fire, cold as ice"

★ "Sweet as sugar and everything nice"

★ "As old as time"

★ "As buzzed as a bee"

★ "As stealth as a tiger"

★ Pure as a melody, pure as I wanna be"

Vibrant Eyes - CG5:

★ "I'm not the one to trust when I've lost everything that I've touched"

★ "Don't tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done. The war's already won, why do we go on?"

★ "Don't tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done, tell them what you've done"

★ "Scared of the memories that make me insane"

★ "I'll cover these vibrant eyes and forget the pain"

★ "Little voice ruining my sanity, evil dreams haunting me. Don't you ever look my way."

★ "Little voice ruining my consciousness, nothing left to reminisce"

★ "All this pain will make me suffocate"

★ "All my thoughts ever strange, free me from the mental cage"

Crucified - Army Of Lovers:

★ "I'm crucified, crucified like my savoir"

★ "Saintlike behavior, a lifetime I prayed"

★ "I'm crucified for the holy dimension"

★ "Godlike ascension, heavens away"

★ "I've seen the deepest darkness and wrestled with Gods"

★ "Where thorns are a teaser, I've played a double jeux"

★ "I cry, I pray, mon Dieu! I cry, I pray, mon Dieu!"

★ "Prophets I've been reading, stories I enjoy been told; before I end my breathing, I travel in the soul"

★ "Adieu, mon Dieu!"

Coffee - Jack Stauber's Microphone:

★ "Do I need it? (Mocha) Am I under control?"

★ "Can I beat it? (Wake up!) If it swallowed me whole?"

★ "(I can make you feel alive) I know, but do I need you to survive?"

★ "I can't believe this happened"

★ "French vanilla, I think I should sit this one out (no, no, no)"

★ "Maybe a cup of self control would be the route. (But it's the flavor, it's the flavor you want!) Maybe so, but it feels better to check than to reflect (Just a sip!)"

Chiquitita (Spanish Version) - ABBA:

! You can look at the English version for translation !

★ "Chiquitita, dime por qué tu dolor hoy te encadena? En tus ojos hay una sombra de gran pena"

★ "No quisiera verte así. Aunque quieras disimularlo"

★ "Si es que tan tristes estas, para que quieres callarlo?"

★ "Chiquitita, sabes muy bien que las penas vienen y van y desaparecen"

★ "Otra vez vas a bailar y seras feliz como flores que florecen"

★ "Chiquitita, no hay que llorar. Las estrellas brillan por ti haya en lo alto"

★ "Quiero verte sonreír para compartir tu alegría, chiquitita"

Normal People Things - Lovejoy:

★ "The background hum for cerebellum"

★ "Oh, what a blessing to meet someone like you, with eyes as dead as mine. It's fine. It's normal people things just to lie here in silence"

★ "Spending days in self-medicating. Lost too much weight, unpleasant aftertaste."

★ "We think the same, play different games"

★ "I'll make it worth the wait"

★ "Yes, it's probably a razor thing but honestly it's harmless and I refuse to let the sensitive skin win"

★ "So, we lie here in silence. Yes, we lie here in silence. This is normal people things just to lie here in silence!"

Welcome Home - Radical Face:

★ "And the days blur into one"

★ "Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass"

★ "Welcome home"

★ "Ships are launching from my chest. Some have names but most do not. If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost"

★ "I've come home"

★ "Now my head's splitting at the seams and I don't know if I can."

Point Of No Return - STARSET:

★ "I am hypnotized as I fantasize, forgetting lies and pain, but I can't go back"

★ "The ashes call my name"

★ "Pouring the fuel, fanning the flames, breaking the habit and melting the chains"

★ "The bridges are burning, the heat's on my face"

★ "Making the past an unreachable place"

★ "There's something sinister about the way it hurts when I watch it burn because I can't go back"

★ "This is the point of no return"

Cradles - Sub Urban:

★ "I live inside my own world of make-believe"

★ "I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach"

★ "Fire's spreading all around my room"

★ "Tape my eyes open to force reality"

★ "Sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to me"

★ "I wanna taste your content"

★ "Devils hide behind redemption"

★ "Just tripping on daydreams"

★ "Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep"

Murders - Miracle Musical:

★ "He was in the forest looking to see the trees but none were there"

★ "In the light leaves broke above. Then fell down"

★ "Wearying of the hate me, hate me not. Wait, they forgot. Woe, oh, the rot."

★ "Deeper in they crept, oblivious of the bears and darker terrors. Or none were there. How did they dare?"

★ "Shadow of nobody there. Murders of murderers living in fear of it"

★ "All for nothing at all"

No Wind Resistance! - Kinnerent:

★ "I don't know how it ends, I can't see it in the distance"

★ "But can you ever reach the end of a timeless existence?"

★ "Just imagine being human, hating your confusion, denying 'til it's proven, laughing at illusion"

★ "Imagine reducing yourself to your name"

★ "You've suck all your consciousness inside of your brain"

★ "So go ahead and find your meaning with your methamphetamine"

★ "And once you can see that you've trapped all your grace, maybe you'll join me and girl we can race"

★ "Off-beat heartbeats"

★ "I've been here sixty years and I'm still not bored"

★ "And I've found that almost everything is made of cardboard"

★ "And there's absolutely nothing I can't sing with weird cords"

Laplace's Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People) - Will Wood:

★ "Have you ever died in a nightmare? Woke up surprised you hadn't earned your fate?"

★ "Have you ever felt like Atlas, threw your back out on the axis and collapsed and threw away from planet away?"

★ "Everyone's just blood in an ice tray"

★ "A vampire picking flowers out in the sun"

★ "Ooh, could you take a look at me? (It's the norm for animals, it's the norm for chemicals)"

★ "If you were in my shoes, you'd walk the same d★mn miles I do"

★ "It doesn't take a killer to murder. It only takes a reason to kill"

★ "The difference twist fate and free will is whether you're singing"

★ "(You could break an angel's fall, and ignore the Devil's call. Still foresaken shoulders fall silent now)

★ "(Man no more than animal is made of moral chemicals)"

As It Was - Harry Styles:

★ "Holdin' me back. Gravity's holdin' me back"

★ "In this world, it's just us. You know it's not the same as it was"

★ "Answer the phone. 'Harry, you're no good alone. Why are you sitting at home on the floor? What kind of pills are you on?'"

★ "I don't wanna talk about the way that it was"

★ "As it was"

Saint Bernard - Lincoln:

★ "Hung up pictures of patron saints up on my wall to remind me that I am a fool"

★ "When I am dead, I won't join their ranks 'cause they are both holy and free"

★ "And I'm in Ohio, satanic and chained up. And until the end, that's how it'll be"

★ "Don't make me a liar, 'cause I swear to God when I said it, I thought it was true"

★ "There's really just one thing that we have in common. Neither of us will be missed"

SUPERSTAR - CG5:

★ "Isn't your family looking for you?"

★ "We'll uncover every lie, and I promise you'll survive"

★ "Well done, superstar!"

★ "Shine a light, we're fighting the dark"

★ "I'll never ever leave you behind"

★ "Lights are off and your life's in jeopardy"

★ "If I'm undone, put me back together soon"

★ "What's your choice? In the end, I'll always be your friend"

Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths:

★ "You're scaring us and all of us, some of us love you, Achilles. It's not much but there's proof"

★ "Redemption lies plainly in truth"

★ "Je vois que beaucoup de gens meurent, parce qu'ils estiment que la vie ne vaut pas la peine d'être vécue. J'en vois d'autres, qui se font paradoxalement tuer pour des idées, pour des illusions, qui let's donnent une raison de vivre (ce, qu'on appelle une raison de vivre est en même temps une eccellente raison de morir)" | "I witness that a lot of people are dying because they consider that life is not worth living. Paradoxically, I witness other people who are being killed for their ideas, their illusions, which give their existence a sense. What we call a reason to live is also an excellent reason to die"

★ "The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken"

★ "Remember the pact of our youth. Where you go, I'm going. So jump and I'm jumping. Since there is no me without you."

★ "Today, of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love"

★ "It's a pointless resistance for you."

★ "Achilles, Achilles, just put down the bottle. Don't listen to what you've consumed. It's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy"

★ "And there may not be meaning, so find one and seize it"

★ "Hear those bells ring deep in the soul, chiming away for a moment"

★ "Les souvenirs d'une patrie perdue, l'espoir d'une terre promise" | "Memories of a lost homeland, the hope for a promised land"

★ "But be real and just jump, you dense motherf★cker (You're worth more, Achilles)"

★ "Be done with this now and jump off the roof (Be done with this now and get off the roof)"

[ur-local-flesh-hive]

I really like. you and. your worms. unfortunately as. a shadow. I do not have flesh. to burrow into.

Do the worms. forgive me :(

- @kittycryptid

t he wor ms app re cia te the sen ti me nt :)

yo u a re lov ed any wa y

[esuemmanuel]

"Déjame creer que me estás amando. Al fin de cuentas, el mundo está hecho de creencias".

¡Qué sencillo es mirarte y qué difícil es pretender que no lo hago!

Quiero hablar sólo conmigo de este amor que se me hace agua entre las manos y me sumerge el pensamiento en sed de Ti.

Dime si te he tocado… si he dejado huella en tus ojos y frío en tus manos; de ése que surge del deseo de no poderme palpar.

Hazme saber si tus labios han murmurado mi nombre con esa delicadeza prendada de la inquietud que nace de la pasión que calla.

Y si no te tengo, ¿qué importa? Me basta con saber que he hecho de tus latidos una melodía con mi nombre de pauta.

"¿Qué tienes?"

Me he preguntado con las manos atadas a las sienes… y es que no encuentro respuesta a todo lo que me ahogas sólo con ser Tú.

¡Hey, Tú!

Me inspiras, haces cantar a mi corazón, inyectas ritmo a mis manos y perfume de sándalo a mi ensoñación.

¿Qué si hay algo más bello que Tú?

Lo dudo. Tu belleza es única e inigualable, sólo Tú puedes superarte, y eso es lo que amo Yo.

Cantarle a tus sombras. Besarte el frío. Abrazarte a mi pecho. Musitarte al oído…

"Te quiero, amor mío."

Mirarte a los ojos. Perderme en ellos un buen rato. Pasarte los dedos por las mejillas. Hacerte cosquillas. Comerme tus labios… y apagar del reloj las manecillas.

"Let me believe that you are loving me. After all, the world is made of beliefs."

How simple it is to look at you and how hard it is to pretend that I don't!

I want to talk only to myself about this love that makes me water between my hands and submerges my thoughts in thirst for You.

Tell me if I have touched you... if I have left a mark in your eyes and cold in your hands; that which arises from the desire of not being able to touch me.

Let me know if your lips have murmured my name with that delicacy of the restlessness that is born of the passion that keeps silent.

And if I don't have you, what does it matter? It is enough for me to know that I have made of your heartbeat a melody with my name as a pattern.

"What do you have?"

I asked myself with my hands tied to my temples... and I can't find an answer to all that you drown me just by being You.

Hey, You!

You inspire me, you make my heart sing, you inject rhythm into my hands and sandalwood perfume to my reverie.

Is there anything more beautiful than You?

I doubt it. Your beauty is unique and incomparable, only you can surpass yourself, and that is what I love.

To sing to your shadows. To kiss you in the cold. To hug you to my chest. To whisper in your ear...

"I love you, my love."

Look into your eyes. Lose myself in them for a long time. Run my fingers across your cheeks. Tickle you. Eat your lips... and turn off the hands of the clock.

— Esu Emmanuel©

[forochisme]

Háganle un favor a la humanidad y cierren ese bodrio!! La tal Kruspe se la pasa suplicando por users que ingresen cayendo en spam! || jajaja déjame reírme un poco mas fuerte, JAJAJAJA, mira mi querido anon, hay una notable diferencia en lo que YO SE que hago... Y te las voy a mencionar por si tu cabecita no lo procesa muy bien:

-Entre a tumblr para poder ayudar a saber como afiliar repertorios para el foro principalmente. Por que soy parte del staff de Zury y, yo me encargo de los afiliados -Como es MI tumblr, YO decido que hacer lo que me entre en gana, aparte de afiliar, si quiero comentar o publicar algo, lo hago, no por que un triste anón me pida cerrarlo por que le da cringe mi tumblr, algo tan fácil como ignorarme pero nooo, ahí esta buscándose razones solito/a para darse cringe -Lo cual es patético por que simplemente, yo no he hecho nada a tu persona para molestarte- -Hay gran diferencia entre spamear, pidiendo que entren al foro Como ir y publicar en todo directorio de Rol "Vengan a Shadows, shadows esto shadows aquello" (COSA QUE NO HAGO) -Yo solamente tengo este Tumblr, por lo tanto, quienes hayan compartido algo sobre Shadows son usuarios que han estado o están ahí y recomendando a los demás, por que quieren y por que pueden... ya sea de forma anonima en otros tumblrs o no -Si, he ofrecido rol, y solo he mencionado mi discord personal mas no específicamente el server de Shadows -Si quieres te busco toda publicación que he hecho desde que me registre en tumblr, que fue el 27 de Noviembre de 2023 que, con gusto lo hago, ya que son pocas, y admito que en solo una (1, te dejo el numerito por si no sabes leer bien) publicación de las tantas, hice mención a Shadows pero en este caso, como cualquier otra persona lo ha hecho recomendando su foro (algo muy normal por que si revisas otros usuarios de Tumblr que son staff del foro también, ha hecho lo mismo) -A si que no se de cual spam estas hablando- ya si es por que te aparecido en tu inicio una aceptacion de afiliados, uy lo siento mucho pero eso ya no esta en mis manos querido/a~ -Ya si es por que te aparece tanta publicación del Tumblr del foro Shadows, algo tan fácil como dejar de seguir o bloquear por que se puede hacer, y es mas... bloquea mi cuenta si tan mal te caigo xD -¿Suplicando yo? JAJAJAJA, hay una diferencia entre suplicar que entren (cosa que no he hecho por que todos buscamos algo diferente en foros y no insisto en ello, quien entra a un foro lo entra por gusto mas no por que yo haya tenido algo que ver ahí) y, ofrecer rol, por si no lo sabias, y he echo lo de ofrecer, entregando mi cuenta personal de discord como he dicho y acordando algo en uno u otro foro, si simplemente no sale la cosa, no sale y hasta ahí, no insisto ni suplico. Y para finalizar, si querías llamar mi atención lo lograste aquí te respondí única y exclusivamente a ti, a si que aquí te dejo unos cuantos corazones ♥♥♥

Y por ultimo un consejito en buena onda: Ya si es por que te aparezco tanto por ahí, dando mi opinión incluso consejo o apoyo a otros usuarios, pues como te dije, algo tan fácil como ignorar o bloquear, así de simple, pero ya veo que te encaaaaanta recordarme~ xD

[lejourn]

Work Shadows

La Sombra es tu NIÑO INTERIOR FRAGMENTADO y muy ENOJADO, haciendo su mejor berrinche para llamar tu atención. Contiene tus Secretos, Sentimientos Reprimidos, Impulsos Primitivos "INACEPTABLES", Vergonzosos, Pecaminosos o incluso Malvados. Tiene su Sede dentro de tu MENTE SUBCONSCIENTE. Comienza a desarrollarse en los primeros años de la infancia, DURANTE EL PROCESO DE SOCIALIZACIÓN, cuando los padres, maestros y los medios de comunicación nos enseñan lo que es ACEPTABLE e INACEPTABLE. lo que nos hará sentir AMADOS, DESAPROBADOS y/o RECHAZADOS. Aprendimos que EXPRESAR ENOJO ERA MALO. Claro que pudieron enseñarnos formas saludables de EXPRESAR enojo y otras emociones consideradas malas, en vez de castigarnos física y/o emocionalmente. Así que para PERTENECER, SER ACEPTADOS, APROBADOS Y AMADO... Adoptamos Roles FABRICANDONOS MASCARAS que asegurarían nuestra SUPERVIVENCIA MENTAL, EMOCIONAL, FÍSICA y ESPIRITUAL. Cómo resultado, APRENDIMOS Y APRENDEMOS A REPRIMIR ciertas expresiones nuestras como enojo, sexualidad, vulnerabilidad, orgullo etc. No inicies tu trabajo de Sombra de manera individual, si en estos momentos de tu vida estás experimentando situaciones relacionadas con tu autoestima. Nosotros somos ciegos a nuestra Sombra debido a la intensa carga emocional de MIEDO, RECHAZO Y DESAPROBACIÓN QUE REPRESENTA. Nuestro lado oscuro, SI es presenciado por quienes nos rodean, porque la Sombra tiende a mostrarse en Arrebatos Emocionales inesperados y en nuestros Juicios hacia otras personas y/o la vida <<< Tipos de Sombra LA SOMBRA OBSCURA Nuestra Frustración, nuestra Ira, Lujuria, Odio, Envidia, todos nuestros deseos "OBSCUROS" etc, viven aquí. LA SOMBRA DORADA Son los talentos, habilidades y capacidades, dones si deseas así decirles, de los que la gente está celosa, se te burlo o simplemente ignoró. Por ejemplo nuestra amabilidad desperdiciada en personas insensibles, la burla o desacreditación a nuestras innovadoras y creativas soluciones, desacreditación a nuestras muestras de arte, música, pintura etc. La Sombra busca ser reconocida, anhela ser comprendida e integrada. Quiere ser sostenida en la consciencia. Llama tú atención mediante: • Fobias y Compulsiones Obsesivas • Relaciones Caóticas con los demás • Mentiras y Autoengaño • Manipulación Emocional y Mental • Enfermedades Psicosomáticas Crónicas • Depresión • Perversión Sexual • Autodesprecio • Auto sabotaje • Ansiedad Intensa • Hipocresía • Ráfagas Incontrolables de Rabia o Ira • Avaricia y Adicciones • Identidad Narcisista • Aislamiento Proyección

A menudo proyectamos sobre otros lo que rechazamos en nosotros mismos. Esta ya conocida Proyección nos hace ver cosas en otros que están realmente dentro de nosotros mismos.

La mezcla de Proyección y Sombra, es una combinación peligrosa, ya que buscaremos castigar aquello que nos recuerde lo incómodo acerca de nosotros mismos y con lo que no hemos hecho las paces. Podemos criticar, rechazar, odiar, deshumanizar, o incluso en casos extremos, tratar de destruirlos física y/o psicológicamente todos proyectamos nuestra rechazada sombra en otros.

Así que comienza por preguntarte "¿Qué hay en esta persona/situación que no puedo soportar? ¿Qué cualidades o comportamientos posee que son tan inaceptables para mí?

Básicamente, algo te sucedió y, en lugar de procesarlo "correctamente", lidiar con ello y seguir adelante, te disociaste, renunciaste activamente a una parte de tu poder y te hiciste pequeño, para no ser visto, o te hiciste grande y llamativo, para que nadie pudiera ver tu verdadero yo.

Las pequeñas cosas se suman. Las cosas pequeñas crean creencias negativas, lo que llamaremos "miedos", sobre ti y el mundo que te rodea.

Compresión

Es cuando ese temor o creencia empuja la parte de ti que disfruta, usa, o anhela usar esas habilidades, hasta el nivel del alma, donde se “comprime”. Con el tiempo, se oculta y comienza a "actuar" de maneras que al principio parecen aleatorias. Tienes que seguir los patrones de comportamiento de vuelta a la raíz, para descubrir qué has comprimido.

Dicha compresión genera "entumecimiento", para no sentir. Si te escuchas decir: "Soy malo en matemáticas, pero no me importa". Eso es compresión. Pareciera que es aceptación, pero no lo es. Pues implica que las matemáticas no son un tema que valga la pena, y mantienes la creencia de que eres malo en eso y que la habilidad no puede o no cambiará. Una frase de aceptación es : ”Las matemáticas no son mi fuerte, pero está bien”, o “todavía estoy mejorando mis habilidades matemáticas, no estoy donde me gustaría, pero me estoy divirtiendo”. Aquí estas reconociendo que quizás no sepas lo suficiente sobre el tema, el que sea, o que puedes ir lento en ciertas cosas, pero lo está aceptando sin juicio, sin avergonzarte o sentirte a la defensiva.

Bloques

El alma encarna en el cuerpo y crea la expresión física con la cual vivirá la experiencia, cuando suceden hechos traumáticos en tu vida, la expresión física que experimentó un temor, rechazo, o lo que sea, lo comprime, se disocia y crea una copia que acarrea el error, tu vida continua pero ya lleva un sesgo, pues una vez que un temor, creencia, o deseo se comprime, crea un bloque. Los bloques son los niños perdidos, fragmentos comprimidos del alma que te impiden alcanzar un deseo consciente. Tu sombra es esencialmente todos tus bloques con voz y voto. Niños gritando por ayuda. "¡Así soy!" Es posiblemente lo peor que puedas decir sobre ti.

Eres lo que haces. No como te sientes, ni lo que piensas, ni tu conocimiento, ni tus habilidades, sino cómo y qué eliges hacer y ser.

Enfocarte sólo en la luz y el amor, generará en ti el despertar del “Ego espiritual”.

Fuente: Que es el Work Shadow by Juan Ordoñez

[dalmascan-requiem]

Shadow's Elegy: Repentance

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Why should politics and laws get in the way of justice?

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Read on AO3 or keep reading after the jump

content warning: death

Part of FFxivWrite 2023

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FFxivWrite's Day 29 prompt was Contravention. It made me think of Kris's somewhat skewed moral compass--he's not above killing people to enact what his sense of justice is. It's not really surprising, though... that is a Dark Knight more or less in a nutshell.

I am a day late on this one, but I still wanted to get it done and put it live :)

"What happened to the priest?"

Kris's tone is even as he asks. Too even, Tataru notes. It was clear the Viera was holding his anger back--not that she could blame him. The situation with the True Brothers of the Faith was nothing short of harrowing, and one of the priests became desperate enough when cornered to throw a child off the roof of the Vault.

Thank the Twelve Vidofnir caught her before it was too late… The chaos of the situation pulled Kris away from the aftermath, but he was clearly upset about what happened. Wish I had better news.

Tataru takes a moment before responding. "Trying to punish the True Brothers was… difficult, given the tense climate in Ishgard. The Lord Commander was forced to let them all go, including the priest on the roof."

"I see." Kris's voice betrays no emotion. He stares at the fire for a few moments before turning to leave the room. "It has been an eventful day… I need to rest. Have a good night, Tataru."

"Mm." Tataru frowns as she watches him leave. The Warrior of Light's time in Ishgard had left him withdrawn and jaded, and she worried for him. What am I to do, though? It's upsetting for us all… but our hands are tied.

~

It's always so cold… Kris lets out a sigh, looking up at the night sky. Cold in so many ways. It's been a few days since the True Brothers of the Faith tried to overtake the Vault and force Ayermic to stop his efforts to broker peace.

Kris had barely slept since then. He had been spending his nights in taverns and churches alike, looking for information. It's been so long since I've done something like this… good to know I still can, though.

He was surprised at how easy it was to find out more about the priest. Perhaps it was stupidity, or perhaps it was arrogance, but the Elezen made no effort to conceal himself after rebelling against Aymeric.

"Ridiculous…" Kris muttered under his breath. I will resolve it soon, though.

The Viera continues to watch the empty street, waiting patiently. He doesn't have to wait long, though, before he spots someone. Those robes, that face… it's him.

Kris waits until the tall Elezen passes by him before making himself known. "It's about time."

With a start, the priest spins around towards him. "Who are yo--" His voice quickly dies, however, when he lays his eyes on the Warrior of Light. 

Kris's eyes shone with amusement as he takes a slow, deliberate step towards the priest. "What was it you said in the Vault?" He takes another step forward, causing the priest to stumble back slightly. "You would rather die than surrender, was it?"

Another step forward. "You still seem alive to me, priest."

The Elezen finds his voice again, though he starts to inch away from the Viera. "You… you dare threaten me?! Heathen! You came here and tore everything down--and you dare act like I am in the wrong!?"

He doesn't respond, and simply takes another step forward. The priest's indignation turns to fear. "Y-you cannot kill me! Everyone will know it's you! You'll ruin the precious peace that bastard is trying to broker with… with those things! You'll throw all of Ishgard into disarray--"

The priest is cut off as Kris suddenly chuckles. "You find yourself that important? No, I'm afraid you're mistaken." He suddenly lashes out, grabbing the priest by the collar before he's able to get away. "This is simply personal."

It doesn't take much to force the taller man down to Kris's eye level. "What is the point of all this if we do not rid cowardly scum like you from this world? You, who'd try and kill a child for your delusions?"

Kris's tone is eerily devoid of emotion as he pulls a knife out from his jacket.

"No, you will not be missed."

[emi-g]

There's a Verde Visión update coming soon (for some reason, I chose to draw and paint an entire church facade for this chapter) but I wanted to take a moment to mention it's the story's...

✒️ Scrivenerversary! ✒️

I'm not sure exactly when I started writing it, but according to Scrivener's writing stats, a year ago today is when I compiled and organized all my scattered snippets and scenes and started getting serious about finishing it.

To celebrate, I thought I'd share a few songs that remind me of the story...

"Far From Any Road" by The Handsome Family

This song is just an entire desert mood. Which is why I found it weird that they chose it for the opening theme of the first season of True Detective, which is set in...Louisiana. (Not exactly famous for its deserts, y'all.)

Anyway, this song is very much Esme's vibe.

From the dusty mesa Her looming shadow grows Hidden in the branches Of the poison creosote

According to the band, the song is about a legendary cactus that blooms every ten thousand years and drives you mad if you look at it. Let's hope Isabela doesn't learn how to grow that one...

In the hushing dusk Under a swollen silver moon I came walking with the wind To watch the cactus bloom

Slant rhymes. Slant rhymes everywhere.

"Valórame" by Gran Sur (CW: Flashing in video.)

Another desert mood. "Valorar" means to value or appreciate, so the best translation of the title I've seen is "Cherish Me".

Te quiero como nadie te ha querido (I love you like no one has loved you) Te extraño más de lo que imaginé (I miss you more than I imagined) Te cuido como el ave cuida el nido (I care for you like a bird cares for its nest) Valórame (Cherish me)

The chorus feels particularly appropriate for Bruno.

Disculpa que el destino no te lo haya dicho ya (Sorry that destiny hasn't told you already) Yo soy a quien verás, junto a ti al caminar (I'm the one you'll see, next to you as you walk)

"My Silver Lining" by First Aid Kit (CW: Flashing in video.)

This song reminds me of Esme's life on the road. The driving beat, the lyrics, all make me think of someone trying to leave their past behind and telling themselves to keep moving.

Gotta keep on going Looking straight out on the road Can't worry 'bout what's behind you Or what's coming for you further up the road

Of course, this verse reminds me of Esme for reasons that readers might pick up on...

I've woken up in a hotel room My worries as big as the moon Having no idea who or what or where I am

Really, I could just quote the entire song here. Nearly every verse feels like it fits her. And I like that it ends on a hopeful note...

Something good comes with the bad A song's never just sad There's hope, there's a silver lining Show me my silver lining Show me my silver lining

"Tú sí sabes quererme" by Natalia Lafourcade

Fellow shorty Natalia Lafourcade is one of my all-time favorite artists. I got to see her sing "Recuerdame (Remember Me)" from the movie Coco live at a small concert and the way I cried like a baby...

This serenata, "You know how to love me", is about finding someone, at long last, who loves you just the way you want to be loved, imperfections and all.

Ha pasado tanto tiempo (It's been so long) Finalmente, descubrí tus besos (Finally, I discovered your kisses) Me enredaste en tu mirada (You entangled me in your gaze) Me abrazaste con todos mis defectos (You embraced me with all my flaws)

Just try not to dance to it; you can't.

"Magia" by Andrés Cepeda ft. Sebastían Yatra

I'm grateful to Encanto for many reasons but one of them is introducing me to Sebastían Yatra. When this song came up while I was listening to him on Spotify, I immediately thought of Bruno in this story.

This is another one where I could just quote the whole song. Let's see, we've got hiding your true feelings...

Quiero decirte cosas que había escondido (I want to tell you things I've hidden) Pero hay palabras que no me salen (But there are words that won't come out) Y no me dejan hablarte (And they won't let me talk to you) Fueron tantas las noches siendo tu amigo (There were so many nights I was your friend) Pero hay verdades que no te sabes (But there are truths that you don't know) Y tengo que confesarte (And I have to confess to you)

Destiny...

Quiero pensar que estaba escrito en mi destino (I'd like to think it was written in my destiny) Encontrarme en tu camino (To find myself on your path)

Mutual pining...

Eso que yo siento cuando tú estás conmigo (What I feel when you're with me) Eso que tú sientes que yo estoy contigo (What you feel when I'm with you) Ya está claro, niña, que no somos amigos (It's already clear, girl, we're not just friends)

And, of course, magic!

Siento magia (I feel magic) En tus ojos siento magia (In your eyes I feel magic) Es tan fuerte y se contagia (It's so strong and it spreads) Y hoy quiero gritarle a la gente que te quiero (And today I want to shout to everyone that I love you)

"Rumors Are Flying" by Frankie Carle And His Orchestra, vocals by Marjorie Hughes

Here's a period-appropriate tune and basically Esme's POV the whole time Bruno thinks he's keeping things on the down-low...

Rumors are flying That you've got me sighing That I'm in a crazy kind of a daze A lazy sort of a haze When I go walking I hear people talking They say our affair is not just a passing phase And they whisper 'bout the flowers You keep sending me by the dozen And they wonder 'bout the hours That you spend with me, it keeps them buzzin' Rumors are flying And I'm not denying That people are sure I'm falling in love with you 'Cause for a change, darling All the rumors are true

"Over The Rainbow" performed by Judy Garland

I mean, I had to include this one, right?

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Thanks for listening (and reading)!

[arcanumlegio]

¡Hola querida alma!

Detente un segundo aquí, vale la pena leer este pequeño texto para que nos conozcas. Antes de que hagas scroll y empieces a leer una ambientación, un sistema o mires la lista de PBs ocupados, queremos contarte quienes somos y qué es esto.

Vale, somos un foro RPG sobrenatural de PB real. ¡Genial! hasta ahí ya habías llegado ¿a que sí?.

Muy bien, pero Arcanum es algo más que eso. Es un proyecto que nació en la pandemia, en un grupo de amigos que somos roleros de vocación y afición. Llevamos unos cuantos años en esto, viendo como los foros que nos resultaban queridos se cerraban o se convertían en nidos de toxicidad donde lo importante ya no era el rol sino el bardo que se forma con esas cosas. 

Verás, eso ya nos pilla un poco mayores. Dios, Lucy, Mr. Shadow y El Karma tenemos muchas ganas de rolear, crear y compartir, no de andar al lío. Sé que dirás que eso lo dicen todos y que luego al final pasa lo de siempre. Bueno, te entiendo, yo también he vivido situaciones así, pero créeme, no es nuestro caso. Porque somos amigos de verdad desde hace mil años y lo que buscamos es un lugar estable y libre de contaminación donde estar cómodos. El objetivo de abrir nuestra casa al público es, que la gente que desee lo mismo y le guste nuestro rollo, es más que bienvenida, porque jugar en equipo siempre es más divertido.

No, no somos un staff con necesidad de atención, ni grupistas, ni con ansias de poder. Tenemos vida, trabajos y un mundo real que atender, así que en nuestros ratos de ocio no queremos mal rollo. Somos cuatro personitas detrás de la pantalla y deja que te cuente como somos:

Somos accesibles, porque siempre encontrarás a alguien dispuesto a dialogar, contestar dudas o ayudarte en lo que sea. Sólo entiende que también necesitamos dormir, pero siempre hallarás respuesta.

Somos buena gente, en serio. Queremos que los users estén a gusto y lo pasen bien, porque la creatividad fluye cuando hay buen ambiente.

Somos buenos, pero no tontos. Tenemos unas pocas normas, hay que respetarlas y si vienes buscando un lugar donde ser más que los demás, este no es tu sitio. Todo se puede hablar y todo se puede debatir, siempre y cuando sea en tono constructivo y con educación; pero para garantizar que este lugar sea lo que queremos que sea, no admitimos comportamientos tóxicos, obsesivos, ilógicos o caprichosos. Aplicamos el derecho de admisión por el mismo motivo. 

Ahora vamos a jugar a un juego ¿vale?. 

Adivina adivinanza, si hay una norma que dice que si una cuenta no sube ficha en el foro, se elimina a la semana ¿qué crees que que ocurrirá? ¡Exacto! se elimina. 

Adivina adivinanza. Si hay una norma que dice que no puedes ser el rey del Inframundo ni de los Altos Cielos, que no puedes hablar 4 lenguas muertas con 7 años, ni ser multimillonario a los 20 con 4 carreras y 3 masters ¿qué crees que pasará? ¡exacto! que tu ficha no se aprueba.

Sé que suena algo ridículo tener que explicarlo, pero te sorprendería la gente que lo hace y luego va llorando e inventando chismes. En fin, así somos, es lo malo que tiene ser un staff coherente con sus normas.

Por último, somos muy claros, aquí no hay trampa ni cartón. Lo hemos avisado en varios lugares del foro y del Tumblr: tenemos un tono de humor gamberro y canalla que nuestros users disfrutan tanto como nosotros, porque una comunidad que es capaz de reírse juntos de forma sana, permanece sana. Si eres de piel frágil y te ofendes con facilidad por las bromas y los comentarios que hacen los PJ en rol, quizás este no es tu lugar, porque, aunque insistimos que hay que saber separar rol de usuarios, la realidad es que hay quien no sabe hacerlo.

Si has leído hasta aquí: gracias, ahora ya nos conoces un poco más y esperamos conocerte también a ti. Bienvenido y que el Karma esté de tu lado.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

The Field Commander.

*An hour or so later, Future Foundation arrive and enter the Tower.

So you’ve been using the Tower as a base ever since you got Himuro’s message?

Yes. Though we’re still not sure what the message was about, but we’ve been here for a while now.

I think you’re gonna like what you see.

Huh?

Take a look.

*Upon entering the building, Leon beckons to the balcony.

Wooaah...!

*Everyone looks downwards. Below are tons of soldiers and Foundation employees, all hard at work on weaponry development and training.

Is it just me, or are there more people here than usual?

The Tower is the perfect place to prepare for any and all Zetsubou attacks. Plus, by moving so many of our soldiers here, it lightens Chihiro’s load a little, making it easier to manage home base.

So Chihiro isn’t here?

No. He’s left operations on this side of the country to the Field Commander.

Just who is this Field Commander anyway?

???: Ahem...

Huh?

*Everyone turns around.

Sorry I’m late. Our allies just came back to deliver their report. It’s good to see everyone.

Greetings. I am glad to see you finally returned to us.

Heya everyone

‘Sup?

Yo!

Taichi! 

Komaru, Toko! It’s been a while! You look...different! A-A good different!

Sure has! Good to see you!

*Komaru hi fives Taichi.

So YOU’RE the Field Commander?

That I am. Though you won’t catch me on the front lines, just...in the back...commanding. I’ve been leaving the heavy lifting to Munakata and his men.

Sorry, you probably expected someone like Sakura, right?

No, no, it’s no problem! To be honest, it makes a lot of sense that Chihiro would assign this to you.

Agreed. After all, I doubt there’s anyone he trusts more than his own father.

Good to see you too Munakata.

Same to you, Makoto Naegi.

Ms Chiebukuro! You’re here!

...WHY are you here? What’s going on?

Yeah, it’s good to see you and all, but what are you doing in the Tower? You too Sora and Yoruko.

That’s a long story. But from the way it sounds, you have a similar tale to tell.

Indeed. I was concerned when your group informed you had deserted them. How have things been on your end, Shuichi Saihara?

Yeah, sorry, things got complicated and...

Wait...how do you know that?

Kaito Momota told me himself. Just as soon as he arrived here.

Wait...arrived...Huh!?

???: KAEDE! SHUICHI!

Huuuuh!?

*Kaede and Shuichi turn their heads as some familiar faces run up to them.

Thank goodness you are alright!

Mii-Yu! Y-You’re not too badly hurt, are you?

Where do you two get off!? Always leaving us behind and not telling anyone where you’re going!

Kaito! Miu! Kirumi! You’re here! But...why!? And how!?

They were also called back to meet with us here from the message we received. So I came to make sure their trip back was a safe one.

Hifumi!

Hello again old friends. It’s been a minute.

Sure has!

*Kaede steps forward. 

My apologies Miu. I did not mean to worry you.

Sorry about that guys...But listen, it was my idea to leave, so don’t blame Mii-Yu or Shuichi.

I promise we’ll tell you everything. But in the meantime, we’ve brought home a little surprise.

“Surprise?” What do you mean “surprise?”

Heeheehee. Oh my dear Miu, prepare yourself. This is REALLY gonna blow your mind.

*Kaede steps to the side.

Uh...hehe...Hi guys.

Oh! It’s Rantaro!

...

RANTAAROOOO!?

Yeah...Truth is we were following a lead on the identity of the ERR0RM3SS4GE agent who was tied to Uchui and that led us to...him.

But I promise. I’m not a bad guy.

So you’ve been a member of ERR0RM3SS4GE this whole time?

Yep. Working quietly in the shadows. Cool, isn’t it?

What the hell have you even been up to this whole time then!?

I’m assuming that the others are here too, right? Take me to them, and I’ll explain.

Alright. Follow us.

See you guys later.

Good luck.

*Kaede, Shuichi, Mii-Yu, Rantaro, Kaito, Kirumi and Miu exaunt to meet with the rest of their group. After they wave goodbye, everybody looks back to Taichi.

I think the best coarse of action for us all right now is to catch each other up to speed. Though, to be honest, we know...somewhat what’s been going on with you.

Wait, how? Did Nico tell you?

No, I mentioned not a word of what was going on. After all, it’s better when it comes from YOUR mouth.

Then how did they know about what was going on?

Honestly Naegi. Have you never heard of international news?

Oh yeah, that’s...fair...

Sounds like trouble’s been following you no matter where you go.

You have no idea.

There’s a meeting room downstairs. I say we reconvene there and continue our chat. 

Yes. It will be nice to talk again after so long.

Believe me, we missed you guys as well.

Oh! Wait! Before we go, just one more thing!

*Taichi suddenly goes to the edge of the balcony and takes a microphone-like device out of his pocket.

Alright...now how do I do this...AGH!

OW! My ears!

*He taps the microphone, only for feedback to burst from the speakers and for it to be joined in cacophony with many groans and complaints from the workers. Once the feedback quiets down, he speaks carefully into the mic.

Aahhehehe...Whoops. Sorry everyone!

Ahem. Attention Future Foundation! I’m speaking to you to deliver a special announcement. Right now, I am standing up here accompanied by Kyoko Naegi-Kirigiri, the Foundation Chairwoman, and the other stragglers from the USA.

*Taichi holds the mic towards Kyoko. 

Greetings everyone.

*As soon as Kyoko’s voice is heard through the mic, the entire tower breaks into a hearty cheer.

The Chairwoman and her allies have returned just in time! They’re here to help us smack Shirogane and her cronies on the jaw!

*The cheer grows louder with this proclamation. Taichi puts the mic back in his pocket and turns back to the group.

You’re good at this Uncle Taichi!

Oh uh...thanks, but...I still feel a little awkward.

In any case, let’s get a move on. I’d like to hear just what it is you ERR0RM3SS4GE guys have planned.

We’ll tell you everything we know. And uh...guys?

Yes Makoto?

It’s good to have you on the team.

[ragzung]

MULTI-LANGUAGE EDWARD TEACH PLAYLIST

Here's the most devastating quotes imo

ERES - CAFÉ TACVBA

Aquí estoy a tu lado

I’m here by your side 

Y espero aquí sentado hasta el final

And I’ll wait sitting here till the end 

No te has imaginado

You have not imagined 

Lo que por ti he esperado, pues eres

What I have waited for you, because you are 

Lo que yo amo en este mundo, eso eres

What I love in this world 

CAPITAO ROMANCE - ORNATOS VIOLETA, GORDON GANO 

Não vou procurar quem espero

I won't look for who I await

Se o que eu quero é navegar

If what I want is to sail 

Pelo tamanho das ondas

By the size of the waves 

Conto não voltar

I expect not to return 

Parto rumo à primavera

I depart towards spring 

Que em meu fundo se escondeu

That deep inside me hides 

Esqueço tudo do que eu sou capaz

I forget everything I’m capable of 

Hoje o mar sou eu

Today I am the sea 

...

Por querer mais do que a vida

For wanting more than life 

Sou a sombra do que eu sou

I am the shadow of what I am 

E ao fim não toquei em nada

And in the end I touched nothing 

Do que em mim tocou

Of what touched me

BÉSAME MUCHO  - ZOÉ 

Bésame, bésame mucho

Kiss me, kiss me a lot 

Como si fuera esta noche la última vez

As if this were the last night 

Bésame, bésame mucho

Kiss me, kiss me a lot 

Que tengo miedo a tenerte y perderte después

For I am afraid of having you and losing you after 

AZUL - ZOÉ

Estoy cayéndome a pedazos por tu ausencia 

I’m falling apart from your absence 

Y lo peor es que no quiero verte nunca

And the worst part is I never want to see you again

Estoy hundiéndome en el hábito de amarte 

I’m sinking from the habit of loving you 

Y tú ya me olvidaste

And you have already forgotten me