#I was like...hmm i hope this makes sense!

[sunkissed-zegras]

★ TO BE KNOWN IS TO BE LOVED ─── NM¹⁰

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"BABY," NIKA POUTED AS she gazed up at you, her brown eyes filled with neediness and slight irritation.

You glanced back at your girlfriend for a split second before looking back at your computer screen. "Yes, babe?"

You had a project due tomorrow afternoon and you didn't wanna wake up early to finish it up or rush, so this was the only time you could do it. However, your girlfriend had other plans.

She'd just got done with practice and barged into your dorm, Nika dropped her gym bag on the floor and flopped onto your bed, her presence adding a layer of distraction to your already cluttered mind.

"I missed you," Nika continued as she gazed up at you, her voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and longing.

You couldn't help but smile at her, despite your mounting stress. "I missed you too, Nika," you replied, reaching over to ruffle her hair affectionately.

"Then act like it," Nika rolled her eyes as you sighed.

"Nika, I really need to get this done," you said, trying to keep your tone gentle but firm.

Nika crossed her arms, her expression softening as she looked at you with those big, pleading eyes. "I know, but it feels like you always have something to do. Can't you take a break, just for a little while? We haven't spent any time together all week."

Guilt washed over you. She was right; between classes, assignments, and everything else, your time together had been scarce. You glanced at your computer screen, then back at Nika, who was now sitting up, her eyes never leaving yours.

"Alright," you said finally, closing your laptop with a sense of finality. "But just for a little while."

Nika's face lit up with a smile, and she immediately scooted over to make room for you on the bed. You joined her, and she wrapped her arms around you, pulling you close. "I promise, it won't be long," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

"That was easier than expected," Nika mumbled into your hair as you looked up to send her a glare. "Sorry! I knew you wanted to cuddle too, I could see it in your eyes."

"Oh really?" You held in a laugh as you teased her. "And what else do my eyes reveal?"

Nika grinned mischievously, her fingers tracing patterns on your back. "Hmm, let's see... They say you're secretly hoping I'll make you some pasta after this cuddle session,"

You chuckled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her lips. "You know me too well," you admitted, feeling a wave of affection wash over you.

Nika's smile softened, and she tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "I love knowing you," she murmured, her voice filled with sincerity.

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[m1ckeyb3rry]

Mira congrats on your milestone!! I wish I was good at coming up with requests… hmm… do you ever get more ideas for pomegranate ink? Maybe a scene of them much later in the future? I loved that fic so much ☹️ I hope they’re happy and living a super fluffy adorable life after all they went thru 💔 (can you tell I’m still heartbroken over JJK leaks) - @yutaleks

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Synopsis: A snapshot of your life with Yuta Okkotsu, some time after the events of Pomegranate Ink.

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Pairing: Yuta x Reader

Chapter Word Count: 1.9k

Content Warnings: hurt/comfort, kind of angsty, yuta is insecure, yuta is fundamentally different because of what he did for reader, spoilers for the ending of my ultra mega long fic pomegranate ink (which you all should definitely read)

A/N: on this blog we pretend like the jjk manga doesn’t exist and pomegranate ink is canon LMAO 😭 i haven’t thought much about what y/n + yuta’s life after the main story would look like hence why this is so short, but aleks i hope this heals your yuta-loving soul a bit!! ty for requesting and also being like. my first tumblr follower ever i’m pretty sure 🥹🫶🏻

Additional: part of my 500 follower event! see the event description and rules to make a request of your own.

Yuta was rubbing his eyes again. He did so frequently — it was a new habit he had picked up, ever since that final battle against Sukuna. They itched sometimes, he told you, because they were trying to see something they no longer could.

Ever since he had brought you back to life, Yuta had been a normal human. Like Maki, he couldn’t see curses, but unlike her, he couldn’t even sense them, their presences nor their effects. His movements were dulled and slow, and he was far clumsier than he used to be. You knew it frustrated him, the blindness, the childish tripping over his own feet when he was so used to having a sleek body that possessed the grace of a jungle cat.

It wasn’t just his cursed energy that had been depleted. His strength, too, was all but gone. His hands shook when he tried to hold his katana, and although he once was able to carry you around effortlessly, it was now a struggle for him to lift you even a few inches off of the ground for more than a couple of seconds. 

He had given up everything for you. You hadn’t understood the magnitude of it until you saw it in action — he was so prone to downplaying his suffering that you all had dismissed it at first. So what if he couldn’t see curses or use his technique anymore? That only meant he was safer.

But giving up a cursed technique was something unprecedented and new. None of you could have been prepared for what it would do to him. Ieri’s theory was this: because a cursed technique was engraved onto one’s brain and soul, the loss of that energy would immeasurably alter one, had immeasurably altered Yuta, permanently.

Once, his memory had been nearly photographic. Now, he was forgetful, requiring reminders about birthdays and anniversaries and appointments. He no longer seemed so deadly, either — there had always been a malevolent aura following him, a sort of viciousness to his otherwise-kind demeanor that made him so frightening, but now, he was so unassuming and gentle that it was impossible to imagine anyone cowering from him like they all used to.

His eyes bore the most significant shift. They used to be a blue like poison, sharp and dark and predatory in an uncanny way, but now, they were faded and gray, sensitive to the sun and entirely unable to see the world to which they had once belonged. He blinked a lot more, too, and Ieri suspected he might need glasses in the near future — not to see curses in specific, but just to be able to see at all.

“Stop that,” you said, pulling his hands away from his eyes before he could turn them bloodshot. “Ieri said it’s not good for you.”

“Sorry,” he said, squeezing his eyes shut so that the momentary pressure could relieve the discomfort. Resting your palms against his temples, you used your thumbs to soothe over his eyelids, kissing his forehead as you did so. “I’m sorry you have to take care of me. You’re the one who just came back from a mission.”

“It’s okay, Yuta. I don’t mind. It wasn’t a particularly difficult assignment; any curses left have gotten so weak that even an untrained first year could take them on and win. We should finish the clean-up job within the year,” you said.

“I should be out there, too,” he said. “I should be able to help. Maki can do it without a cursed technique, so there’s no reason for me to be like this.”

“Maki has a Heavenly Restriction. It’s a bit different than not having a technique or any cursed energy at all,” you said, as gently as possible. It was difficult for Yuta, who preferred shouldering the world’s burdens on his own, to sit back and watch as the rest of you fought and he stayed behind. Maki, Toge, Yuji…even Noritoshi and Elakshi had returned from their trip abroad to help in your efforts. Every remaining sorcerer had dedicated themselves to the cause, so that you could eradicate the remaining curses and then move on with your lives.

But Yuta Okkotsu was no longer a sorcerer. He was a normal person, and normal people had no place facing off against curses, especially when they could not so much as see them. In this manner, he was weaker than even your mother, who as of late had dedicated herself to running a charity caring for the displaced survivors of the Shibuya and Shinjuku incidents.

“I was the second strongest sorcerer in the world,” he said. “Now I’m nothing. I swore I would always protect you, and I can’t even do that anymore. You’re the one who has to look out for me.”

“You brought me back to life,” you said. “There’s nothing greater that you could do for me than that.”

He wrapped his arms around your midsection, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, pressing his lips against your pulse. It was another new habit of his — now that he could not use cursed signature detection to constantly be aware of your continued existence, he had developed an obsession with feeling your heartbeat, that steady rhythm which reassured him that you were still alive.

“Do you resent me?” he said.

“Why would I resent you?” you said, running your fingers through his silky hair. “Yuta, what could you possibly have done that would make me resent you?”

“When you brought me back to life, you were unchanged. You didn’t become weak; if anything, it made you stronger. It wasn’t like that for me. Don’t you find me pitiful? I couldn’t even resurrect you properly. I had to give up so much to do it. You must find it humorous,” he said. “You must think of me as some half-rate sorcerer.”

“Of course not,” you said. “What you did was ten times as impressive as what I did. I had Rika helping me, and your own natural Reverse Cursed Technique, and of course the heightened emotions which fueled Composition. Beyond that, Composition as a Reverse Cursed Technique was designed for such feats. You had none of those advantages, and yet you still brought me back. That’s not half-rate; that’s the kind of thing that only happens in myths and fairytales.”

Something scalding splashed against your skin, and then you realized that his body was shaking in your embrace. He was sobbing, clinging onto you in a rare display of weakness. Yuta hated falling apart, and he hated falling apart in front of others even more, yet here he was, doing just that. He always told you that he was supposed to be the one that others relied on. He wasn’t supposed to be the one that crumbled, but of course, no one could say strong forever.

“Do you still love me?” he said. If he had held you like this a year ago, then his grip would have crushed you, but now, it was you who had to be careful with your power, with his softer body. “Y/N, do you still love me?”

“Yes, how could you question that?” you said. “I love more than anyone.”

“You loved Yuta Okkotsu,” he whimpered. “Yuta Okkotsu, special-grade sorcerer. Yuta Okkotsu, who was powerful enough to save you from anything. I’m not him anymore. I’m someone else. Someone weak and stupid, who can barely see and whose body always aches.”

“Hey,” you said, holding him at an arm’s length, using the hem of your shirt to dry his tears. “Hey, hey, look at me. Are you looking at me?”

His eyes, the soft color of clouds, settled on you. You weren’t sure what you had done to deserve that kind of trust, that kind of affection or devotion, but you did the best you could with it, holding his face in your hands and squishing his cheeks fondly.

“Yes,” he said.

“I didn’t fall in love with what you have up here,” you said, knocking on his head lightly. “Nor here, nor here.” This was accompanied by pinches on each of his arms. “What I cared about, what I still care about, is this.”

You placed your hand on his heart. He tilted his chin to gaze at it, and you took the moment to flick him, earning you a small whine.

“My heart?” he said.

“Your heart,” you agreed. “In all the world, I don’t think there’s any other that could claim to be its equal, and that’s a fact independent of your cursed technique or your strength. I’ll always love that heart of yours, Yuta. There’s nothing you can do that’ll stop me from doing so. Change your name, change your face, change everything else about you — I’ll recognize it all the same, and I will love it regardless.”

“Do you mean that?” he said.

“I’ve never meant anything more,” you said. “I love you for who you are, not for what you can do.”

“You really, truly are sure of that?” he said.

“How many times do I have to say it? How many words will it take for you to believe me? I love you, Yuta, I love you, I love you, I love you. Is that enough, or is there something else you’d prefer?” you said.

“There is,” he said. “There’s something else I want you to say.”

“What is it?” you said. “You only need to tell me, and I will.”

“I know I’m not strong or capable anymore. I can’t promise to protect you, and it’ll be more work on your part than anything, so I understand if you don’t want to do it,” he said. “It’s a terrible deal for you.”

“Huh?” you said. He avoided your eyes, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, velvet box, opening it and clearing his throat.

“I’m delicate now,” he said. “But if you’ll still have me, even in this condition, then…?”

“Are you proposing?” you said. He nodded shyly.

“I was going to wait to do it until after everything with the curses was resolved, but I don’t think I can wait any longer,” he said. “I guess I kind of got caught up in the moment. I’m sorry.”

I wouldn’t have before, he seemed to be thinking. Before, I would’ve been disciplined enough to deny myself that joy until the perfect moment.

You didn’t want Yuta to ever deny himself anything again, though. He had given you everything so that you could have a second chance at life; it was only fair that you spent the rest of that life with him. It belonged to him already, anyways. Every thump of your heart, every breath in your lungs, every thought in your mind…they were all his.

“Don’t apologize,” you said. “It’s perfect. This is perfect. Everything about it is.”

“Really?” he said dubiously.

“Yes,” you said. “Yes, it’s perfect, and yes, I’ll marry you.”

He swallowed, and then slowly, he slid the ring onto your finger, with all the painstaking care of a surgeon. Then he blinked up at you, frowning when tears of your own welled against your lashes.

“Is everything okay?” he said.

“It’s more than okay. I’m happy,” you said. “I’m so happy that I can’t help but weep. I never thought that I could be so lucky.”

You wished that you could tell your younger versions that the two of you would end up like this, that everything would work itself out in the best way that it could, that eventually, you would again find something like happiness. Maybe it was true that you both were different now — Yuta was missing his cursed technique, and you could never again simultaneously heal and fight — but you had made it. Somehow, despite everything, despite all that you had lost, you had made it.

In the end, what more could either of you ask for?

#yuuta x reader #yuuta x y/n #yuuta x you #yuuta okkotsu #jjk x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #canon au #pomegranate ink #m1ckeyb3rry writes #m1ckeyb3rry milestone #reader insert

[gifti3]

okay im back with more for this arranged marriage AU! Heres the last thing i wrote

this time i made something longer--Asmo and MC doing their little meeting/date before agreeing to marriage its fun check it out :]

the only warning is "an upset asmo getting in ur personal space'" other than that i think thats it!

Tomorrow you were supposed to meet your possible future fiancé. This type of affair was not a first time thing for you so you already had an idea of how things would go. Which was the two of you being forced to interact for several hours.

Though you knew what was coming, was it not possible to be a little nervous considering who it was you were meeting?

Asmodeus Morningstar--one of the most influential families in Nefarelin. Their was no shortage of exceptional members in that tree. And to be crass, every other potential spouse you met before were like dried leaves in comparison.

And this didn't even factor Asmodeus's own appeal and popularity. You'd only seen him in passing a few times but you could tell he was quite beautiful even from a distance. On top of that, the general public were strangely obsessed with him. You weren't completely sure why, but he must be very likeable if that's the case.

God, how many people have probably asked for his hand in marriage by now? You could only wonder.

All around it would be pretty foolish to turn this down. And that's why you were nervous…. Your parents were giving you a choice. But it was one of those choices where the answers were 'yes' or 'hmm, okay I suppose'. You did not want to know what would happen if you dare declined.

You'd already considered the logistics of this situation, dwelled on it for days. And it would definitely be a loveless marriage from your side. And that was something normal…but you were fine with how your life was currently! You didn't want to deal with any expectations romantic or otherwise from a spouse.

And what about Asmodeus.

He was well loved by many, had a reputation for enjoying the nightlife and being the center of attention. It seemed highly unlikely that a man like him was looking to "settle down" all of a sudden!

Your hands stop fiddling with your hair.

Wait.

Maybe this arrangement could work.

~

God this is so uncomfortable.

Maybe you underestimated Asmodeus. For some reason the first time your eyes met his saccharine ones, you struggled with maintaining contact. Each time, it felt like he was staring straight into your mind.

Perhaps it was just your nerves but either way you were overwhelmed. You didn't feel like yourself so had trouble talking.

Luckily for you, Asmodeus didn't notice or didn't care as he had been talking nonstop this entire time.

"Hellooo?"

"Oh--sorry what did you say?"

Asmodeus repeats his question while fanning himself. "I asked if you wanted to rest for a minute. I need a break from the sun."

"Okay…"

It was sunny today but not too hot to take a walk. Though you had been outside for a good while with Asmodeus. You both make your way to a gazebo that provided good shade around this time of day.

You rest your elbows on on of the railings and prop your head in your hands. A small sigh escapes you.

"Can you make it any more obvious that you don't want to be here?"

Asmodeus rests a small distance away, smiling but you're not so sure if he's being lighthearted about it.

It was a fair observation. These meetings always felt like a waste of time to you. They were forced interactions. The worst type. And you already knew you'd agree with the arranged marriage at the end anyways.

"Sorry, I'm just a little tired."

You look back at him and try to give a friendly(?) smile. Actually why not just be straightforward now?

"It's kind of hard to believe you want to get married. It doesn't seem like something that would interest someone like you."

"Eh…I guess there comes a time in everyone's life where they think about these things."

Very vague.

Asmodeus leans back in his chair, looking up as if he's scraping through his brain. "But I don't recall running into you beforehand. I definitely would have remembered…so how would you know that?"

"I've heard a lot about you. Kind of impossible not to."

You had a bit of an idea about him before this whole situation. But once it got out that he was "interested" in proposing, well the maids had no problem telling you everything they knew. It was definitely not all true, but it pretty much confirmed what you already felt.

"That makes sense. Isn't it great that now you get to experience me in person instead of by word-of-mouth~"

"…Uh huh. Well I feel like I should tell you now. That I plan to say yes."

"Say yes?"

"Say yes to marrying you."

You watch for any negative reactions but nothing. Though you were still sure he wasn't really interested in marriage.

"…Oh?"

"Listen I understand if you were forced into this position. In fact, I'm sure that you were. And to be honest I've never been partial to marriage myself. I always thought it wasn't in the cards for me…"

You take a step away from the railing closer to Asmodeus. "But wouldn't it be foolish to say no? Outside of the benefits it would have for my family. You're definitely one of the most sought after bachelors…and well just look at you. I'm almost a little envious…"

Asmodeus's curious face changes to something else. Something you can't really place your finger on. You just knew he didn't look very pleased.

"Well at least I know you're not blind." His fingers play with his fringe. "And that's all fine and dandy but…"

When Asmodeus stands and looks back at you your heart skips a beat. You take a step back as he takes one forward. "I hope you're ready to handle me because I don't think you can."

Oh my god what was happening?

You were frozen in place as Asmodeus trapped you against the railing between his arms. You didn't even think to push him away and just stood there stupidly.

"I-I…"

Rustling sounds from a nearby hedge, but when you both look in the direction of the noise there's giggling and the sound of retreating people.

You sigh. At least someone was enjoying the show.

You gently push at Asmodeus's chest so you can make space.

"Sorry sometimes the staff gets bored haha…er should we h-head back?"

"If that's what you want."

Asmodeus turns away from you. "I just want you to know that since this marriage is just a title I'll be sticking to my usual. Hope you don't mind~" He walks away humming to himself.

Your brows furrow…that man. Why'd he have to do all that? You weren't expecting anything different in the first place?

You let out a huge sigh. Was this going to be the norm from now on?

Well at least you both were on the same page about the marriage…. but you couldn't help but think a serious misunderstanding just occurred.

#U know when ur playing a game and you pick the wrong dialogue choice #Anyways got kinda lost there at the end #I was like...hmm i hope this makes sense! #i dont wanna overthink this and get tired too fast cause i would like to come up with more stuff before i get bored #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me nightbringer #anyways...not me using miscommunication for drama #dont worry itll be fixed quickly cause mc cant take the heat for long #and is like...whats ur freaking problem?? i didnt do anything to you?? #and asmo is still being passive aggressive but explains #and mc is like...im not trying to use u?? #i thought we could have a kinda mutual beneficial relationship here...? #or something like that #idk shits happening yall lol #Nefarelin is a made up place #i pulled from thin air #cause i didnt wanna say devildom lol

[good-beanswrites]

Hello!! If you're still taking requests for that drabble game, might I request either Strength with Kotoko + Mikoto or Weak with Amane + Futa? It's fine if you aren't doing it anymore, of course

I've been in this fanbase since trial one and out of all the things I've read, your writing is probably amongst my favorite! (Even if I haven't finished going through it all yet...) I hope you have a splendid day! <3

!!!!! You are so kind waaahh this completely made my day, thank you ;---; I'm so glad you're enjoying omg ✨And thanks for these, they were really cool and fitting combos!! I tried to do a dual-perspective of Kotoko and Mikoto's pre-T2 fight, and I posted the one for Weak below.

Strength can manifest in a variety of ways, not just physically. Kotoko had a strong determination, for example. Mikoto had a powerful way with people. She showed solid self control and willpower. He held to strict deadlines and routines. She maintained a sharp intelligence. He upheld an unshakeable resolve.

Also, they were both ridiculously physically strong.

The pair came to this realization around the same time. They’d gotten a taste of the others’ power when clashing in the interrogation room, but it had begun suddenly and ended just as quickly. This time was different. They stood in the center of the panopticon, with the echoing space to themselves. As Kotoko swung a punch toward Mikoto, and he caught her against his forearms, they had a moment to gauge the other’s muscle. 

Kotoko stared into his eyes, which had a different sort of awareness to them now. He’s more coordinated, she thought, he must not be the same one I faced before. He’s leaning on the strength in his arms -- he’s not using his legs to their fullest potential. It doesn’t matter, given the raw force of his blows. Has he trained for fights, or just built his muscles in general? 

Mikoto stared into her eyes, returning her fiery gaze. Fuck, this lady’s strong.

She wound up again. He retaliated quickly. She shoved his back into the guard’s tower. He sidestepped her next attack. 

He didn’t really care why his fellow prisoner had come charging at him swinging, but she made sure he knew.

“The warden may not be able to administer punishments,” she said in between timed breaths, “so they entrusted me with that responsibility. This is justice, for the lives you’ve taken. You won’t be able to hurt anyone else.”

He broke into harsh laughter. “You’re one crazy motherfucker! You’re the only person hurting anyone.” He tried to grab her, but she slipped from his arms. His eyes narrowed, laughter dying away with unsettling speed. “But there’s no way in hell I’m letting you hurt me.”

Kotoko was struck by the way he said it. Her voice had shaken with the very same determination when putting herself between an innocent citizen and some creep. It was how she felt now, trying to keep his violent hands away from the other prisoners. There were children here, weak and scared. Es themself was just a child, and had already suffered his violence. She refused to let this villain cause any more pain. “I’m doing what needs to be done. You’re nothing but a murderous monster.” She swung her fist.

Mikoto caught her by the wrist, forcing her to look at the blood caked in her hand. He didn’t know whose it was, but it wasn't either of theirs. “You’re the fucking monster!” He shoved her backwards. “And I’m gonna kill you for it…!”

He didn’t know how she could think she was the hero in this whole situation. He was the one protecting someone else. 

Neither held back. Mikoto wheezed as her boots connected. Kotoko cringed as Mikoto landed a solid hit on her face. There was some shouting from the hallway. Their resolves hardened. Mikoto wasn’t going to let anyone else threaten him. Kotoko wasn’t going to let him threaten anyone else. They were strong, they reminded themselves. They had to end this now.

The two charged at one another. A moment before they were set to collide, they both cried out in pain. Blinding white light flooded the dark panopticon. They clutched their eyes, stumbling away from one another. A figure shoved through, planting himself between them.

“Stop this, both of you!” It was Kazui.

“Get outta my way,” Mikoto growled.

“This is not your concern,” Kotoko said, blinking in the light. 

The spotlight in the guard’s tower had been switched on, pointed directly at them. Kazui remained in place. “That’s enough. Look at yourselves, for god’s sake!”

Under the harsh light, they now saw the sort of state they were in. Mikoto’s uniform had torn in new places, blood seeping through. He could taste some in his mouth, too. Kotoko’s face was cut. Her leg ached. They stood covered in bruises, panting. 

“Go back to your cells,” Kazui commanded. “We’ll sort this out in the morning.”

Kotoko squared her shoulders. “There’s nothing to sort out. He’s a murderer. I won’t lose to him.”

“This bitch tried to kill me. I’m not letting her get away with it.”

“I don’t care.” Kazui said simply. “Call it a draw. You’ll both tear yourselves apart if you keep going.”

They continued staring at one another as if their gaze alone could take them to the ground, but neither moved to fight. 

Mikoto felt a pang of guilt. Lost in adrenaline, he didn’t realize how banged up he was. He thought of how much pain he’d experience in the upcoming days. The whole point was to save himself from harm. 

Kotoko cursed Kazui for interrupting her. As one of the forgiven, he was supposed to be on her side. Even if he wasn’t honorable enough to see her as an ally, she’d have to be the bigger person. She wouldn’t threaten him. 

Neither was happy about conceding, but couldn't think of a better option given their end goals.

Kazui remained between them as they stalked off to their respective cells.

“A temporary draw,” Kotoko muttered to Mikoto. She flashed a grin that felt more like an animal baring its teeth.

He returned the smile. “You won't be so lucky next time.”

#milgram #kotoko yuzuhira #mikoto kayano #kazui is there too #uhhh sorry if you meant bonding between them -- this just ended up flowing really well 😭 #honestly though in my mind they both are secretly impressed with the others strength #like they werent expecting them to be so powerful but their glad at least their opponent is a worthy one #i suppose its leaning into the trikoto theory but kotoko specifically comments on mikoto being a bad fighter in his interrogation #so itd make sense if it were a third alter that could actually give her a challenge #im not much of an action writer but i always wondered how their fight ended in a draw #neither are the type to just back down and call it a tie #and logically kotoko would have knocked mikoto out so hed switch back -- but i would count that as her win ya know? #so i had to think about how each of their own goals might stop them #it was yuno in the guards tower btw -- though idk why it was just left unlocked asdfdsfd #AHH thank you so much :'))) that made me so happy waaahh #ive been having a blast with these and its so fun to know others are liking them too! #i hope you enjoyed :D #and hmm maybe once ive done mug's requests in a day or two ill try my hand at a gentler one between them... #drabbles

[ofpd]

coolest characters in les mis:

gavroche

cosette

bahorel?

courfeyrac? maybe??

no i can't even make a top 5 list that's all i got

#txt #les mis #relying on the definition of the word cool. which is so difficult to define #also considered fantine. she's too like... always trying so so hard though. oh god now im emotional #her heart is bleeding all over the place #hmm who else. joly and bossuet are cool in a lame nerd way. if that makes sense. #sister simplice? perhaps? idr her well enough. #shes also like. actively a catholic. same w the bishop. uncool #and montparnasse. i cannot take him seriously enough. he's too prettyboy to be cool to me #hope u enjoy this silly little post and nonsensical tags commentary 👍

[bookwyrminspiration]

i don’t know if you take them, but headcanons for mesmers in kotlc? because I feel like they’re not the most developed

I'm not very experienced with headcanons, but I can certainly try! This may just end up an assortment of details I would've included myself if it were my story. Some are already in line with canon, but not explicitly stated, so I'm saying them here

When mesmerising someone, one's mind is vulnerable and more susceptible to all other kinds of influence (beguilers, telepathic invasion, other mesmers, etc)

The more involved and intense the actions another is being mesmerized into doing, the more vulnerable the mind

(e.g., making someone slap themself once vs prolonged holding your hand in fire. also affected by number of people under control)

There is a finite amount of power one has, which can either be concentrated in one person's complex task, or spread out across multiple people as simpler tasks

This varies from person to person, and with practice you can increase your capability

There's a passive side effect to the ability that makes mesmers inherently more persuasive

This creates notable distrust in some, who constantly question their own conclusions and subtle actions in the presence of a mesmer (this is just canon but more relevant here)

More powerful mesmers can, with practice, utilize others' abilities effectively via mesmerising them

For example, mesmerizing a hydrokinetic and being able to use their hydrokinesis vicariously (this could be argued as existing in canon, but I'm making a distinction for no particular reason)

The more one practices with another's ability, the more skilled they become and the more they can use it (the benefits in one area also seep into all areas, making them more adaptable and skilled overall). This leads some to try and practice via trusted people repeatedly

However, the more time one spends mesmerizing one person, the more accustomed their mind becomes to it, and the harder it is to separate and break away

The adaptability and skill one gains in all regards of their personhood can come at the cost of the mental security of others, which can deter many from trying

I few of these are more canon than others, but I am very canon oriented so it's to be expected. I hope this is sufficient for your request, at least for now! I'm sure there's much more that could be explored or added, but these are the ideas I thought of first :)

#kotlc #kotlc abilities #kotlc headcanons #quil's queries #nonsie #i think I had another idea but I forgot it #alas #i hope I did them a little bit of justice #it definitely isn't very touched on. which is a shame as it's fascinating #shannon says vague things about grady like his 'never again' thing in nightfall and then doesn't expand... #which makes sense for the story but like! i'm nosy! i want to know what's going on in his head #crack open his skull like an egg let me slurp #hmm. odd sentence. but I believe the emotional sentiment is conveyed

[starsandthorn]

so no furina story quest 2 :((

#personal stuff #delete later #AUUUGH. #i guess since she isn't technically an archon she'll get one at the same time as everyone else. but no neuvillette quest either?? #we don't get to dive deeper into the previous hydro archon or anything? #no spices from the west either... what's the point of this update even #kidding. dainsleif quest at last. oh my god #looked like remuria during the trailer? #also i am simultaneously getting immernachtreich and hexenzirkel vibes from certain places in the trailer. hmm #SPOTTED ALBEDO'S FLOWER ON THE STAINED GLASS #OHHH SHIT. SIBLINGS. HOORAY [afraid] #okay i thought we would go back to remuria for the dain quest but it DOES make more sense to go back to sumeru with its links to khaenri'ah #oh my god the eng pronunciations of these names are killing me. i have never heard them said like this before <//3 #but yea sigewinne and clorinde look nice :] #sethos!!!! #love him. #he's traveling!! visiting sumeru city!!! #interesting to me that he was a spear user in the story quest but now he uses a bow #hermanubis took my polearm proficiency can't have shit in the temple of silence #was kind of hoping we'd at least get the polearm he used to flesh out that weapon set #aww the animation looks nice. kind of hate that they're leaning so far into the ''aether as the mc'' thing but whatever. it's fine #SECRET ROOM IN THE MONDSTADT LIBRARY. HEXENZIRKEL DESIGN DETAILS. LET'S GOO #OH IT'S PERMANENT? WOOO #i don't even care abt the rewards for the most part i'm more excited by the hexenzirkel implications and getting to go to mondstadt #natlan teaser wooo. i'm not. super excited about any kind of mount system i'll be 100% honest #maybe i'll change my mind on release but like. i did not love the sorush system #i enjoy exploring as Me and My Characters. idk #i really hope we at least get gourmet supremos. christ. we didn't see them at all in fontaine

[grasslandgirl]

not to be a bitch but like. im kind of sad we missed out on alina’s suffering because of her living sainthood and her subsequent martyrdom when she destroys the shadow fold in the books?? (DISCLAIMER ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE IVE READ THEM SO MY MEMORIES ARE FUZZY) but like. i always really enjoyed the parts where she was like. forced into hiding in the cave systems and was stuck under the “protection” and obsession of the apparat who was shoving her around and making her be a protector of pilgrims instead of letting her fight on behalf of the grisha and i enjoyed seeing her struggle with the waning of her powers as she was stuck underground and i enjoyed how her hair went stark white from the stress and duress of using her powers and the amplifiers and how it marked her so visibly and unquestionably as the living saint and i really enjoyed how in the end of the third book she “dies” alongside aleksander and gets to shuffle off the mantle of her sainthood knowing she did her duty and gets to have the life of simple happiness and freedom she WANTED from the beginning, and like the reclamation of her home in the orphanage she was raised in and like. letting the sun summoner saint die alongside the darkling and there was just something really compelling to me about alina losing and sacrificing her powers alongside mal sacrificing his as the firebird yk?? and i know this “ending” as it is rn makes more sense for the ambitions of the show runners bc its more open ended than having their saint die after doing what she was meant to do but also like. idk. im curious to see which parts of the book they continue to weave into the narratives they have planned for the series and which parts are going to be forever on the wayside

#im hopeful abt the finale ep appearance of the apparat!!! i think he's a really interesting creepy foil to like. nikolai and the monarchy #and the darkling and the grisha army yk?? monarchy vs grisha vs the religious pulpit and alina getting pulled between all three #when she doesnt even want ANY of them #all this said i felt the plotting and the pacing of the show was. fucking weird. dkjfnskjvn so it makes sense why they cut the beats i was #talking about above but its still like. idk. hmm #sab tv #sab2 #grishaverse #alina starkov

[cyhaitham]

and maybe its not fair to yori or kohaku for the emotion to be love.. like idk. kohaku's view of her actions VS what those actions truly are are completely opposite

#Also i really hope im being nonstereotypical when it comes to BPD. Kohaku's is just a very extreme case+combined with other mental disorders #It might make more sense for Kohaku to have come from a home where love is distorted that way but I like her backstory? #I mean being in the spotlight and watched all the time since theyre like nobles #Being held to an extremely high standard since childhood #and nothing below those standards being accepted in any form #would have a negative mental effect on someone with BPD already right? #Hmm #im trying to think of the core reason kohakus view of love is so deluded #Like Kohaku was held up to those standards had a very uptight household no mistakes aloud #her obvious disorder was completely ignored; her mother refusing to believe her daughter was “crazy” #and this would destroy their social standing in her mind #and the whole no daughter of mine is some “psycho” type mindset #Kohaku was told to push it all down . pretend she's fine . mantain her perfect grades etc #So yknow there was obvious neglect there. rich parents. I wouldnt say kohaku was spoiled but shed always get what she wanted #So maybe that could be part of her obsession with yori? i guess? and how #a person of such lower social standing would be utterly unacceptable for kohaku to be associated with #and Yori is so unique in Kohaku's eyes- she's an angry righteous person that takes risks and doesn't care #what people think of her when public image was #taught to kohaku to be everything to their family. #so like being with someone like yori could be a sort of freedom from this life Kohaku's forced to live #like Kohaku has always been able to be herself around Yori #even when she started to get really clingy all the time yori didn't mind #and shed try to help her with her manic episodes and everything- her anxiety/paranoia etc #and when Kohaku felt like shed lose Yori (when she met Tatsuko) #she did everything she could Not to lose her. (lying&sabotaging Yori's relationship with Tatsuko) #cus she didnt want to lose the only tether she had outside of her nobility. or whatever. #... What was i talking about originally

[huldrabitch]

Playing as shadowheart and this is how the romance look-out is going.

#Bg3 #Shadowheart #Shadowbear #I've only ever romanced Astarion #Like I've started all other romances but I keep restarting and going back to Him #Trying to change it up with her #Laezel tempted me because they would be so toxic and then so good to each other #But there's something about halsin #About him and her essencislly being enemies in another way hmm #Thinking #Love wyll and karlaxh but they're very Good and positive aligned and they've spoken badly of shar (deserved) so I don't think she'd be happ #Idk om only on act 1 #I'm an indesisive girl #Also this is a sketch which I'm not finishing #I hate drawing comics so this is as good as it gets #I hope it makes sense as is kind of! #baldurs gate 3 #There's the similar longing and devotion with gale when it comes to mystra #But it's also not. #I have many thought and they stay inside my head tonight

[tvrningout]

joking around has me thinking about how ciaran likely has a deep respect for women in that he finds them incredibly strong and resilient in a way that others tend to overlook. after his parents' deaths, he was mostly supported and raised by a woman -- kaiya -- and even with all that he was going through, he saw how hard she worked and how hard she tried for his sake. kaiya still took care of her duties at cyrillo's manor, still hosted social events, still cared for those who needed extra help during their stay at the manor, all while making sure ciaran was not only clothed and fed but cared for.

she had no reason to so willingly act as his guardian, but she did so anyway. she treated him with great kindness even when she had to be tired and stressed. she's just?? the best person in his mind, and that carries over onto other women a little bit. he understands the work it takes to be someone who cares for others, and he appreciates it. he admires it. he hopes to be someone like that one day.

#hmm i hope the general idea i'm trying to say comes across bc i want to treat gender respectfully when talking about it #like as far as women who tend to take on the 'caretaker' role #he understands how demanding it can be after watching kaiya over the years #not to say that cyrillo doesn't work hard and doesn't have a demanding job #but it's a different sort of skillset and different demands #emotionally kaiya has the more taxing job whereas cyrillo has a mentally draining job #i hope this makes sense ;;;;; #headcanons | kaiya #headcanons | ciaran

[sydneyadmu]

what if jyn and cassian “met” while he was undercover as an imperial officer in ord mantell idk idk

#these two are in my brain all day rotating like a microwave plate #i want to think about a way that it could happen without changing canon bc I care about continuity sometimes #like not a proper meeting of course #but in a way that when they see each other again in yavin jyn’d be like hmm I feel I have seen this guy before #but I have no idea where or why so maybe I never saw him at all #this kind of stuff you know #and of course cassian have seen jyn’s face before they met since he was the one responsible for taking her out of prison #do I make any sense? I hope so #ramblings

[spookykestrel]

KESTREL. KESTREL. KESTREL. there are SO MANY BUGS in arizona. and every time i see one i think of you :)

i saw a cockroach for the first time (!) the other day, and also found a cool moth that i got a terrible photo of but here it is

and also i met someone at astronomy club and their favorite insects were centipedes and i immediately though of you (actually i thought of you way before bc they were wearing a green crop top w bugs on it and moth earrings and it looked so cool and so slay and so kestrelcore)

anyways ramble over ily <3

Wooaoaogh I love sphinx moths that’s so coolio

^my lockscren lollll

Also you should become best friends with the astronomy club person bc they sound super sexy and cool

Ily have a goodnight take care of yourself and learn lots about space

#I HOPE COLLEGE IS GOOD AND PEOPLE ARE GOOD #keep telling me about it and send me all the bug pictures #also hmm maybe I need more bug shirts #I do have two pairs of moth earrings and centipede earrings so that’s something #ty for the ask :] #mutuals <3 #kestrel calls #undescribed #for clarification also the bug on my lock screen and the bug you saw aren’t the exact same #they’re like second cousins #without a good pic I can’t be certain #but I think (don’t quote me on this this is just quick inat research) #that’s a rare species of moth called the teleport sphinx local to Arizona and pretty much no where else #and in northern mexico #*TERLOO NOT TELEPORT #and not even all of Arizona they’ve been documented in just a very small range #which is why I’m hesitant to say for certain that it’s a Terloo moth but that’s the only one that makes sense #so that’s super even more awesome #pls read all the tags and be excited about the coolness of the moth you saw

[blaiddraws]

If i were to make a fangame would i be allowed to include the wormy boys(and girl?) Context: thinking about creating a fangame set in the far future[300-9000 years] based on a mental thought experiment i did based on, how life would evolve on an completely irradiated world, and its adaptations and quirks(assuming the first problem of genetic fuckery, and biological fuckery gets solved by more lead dense cell walls)

sounds like an interesting premise! however i think i would have to decline, no hard feelings. It just doesn't seem like the kind of setting the worm squad would have a good time in. yanno? it doesn't fit the spirit (??) of the au, for lack of a better description.

but if you wanna make characters/creatures Based Off Them then i have no problem with it at all!

#answered #again no hard feelings! in fact i appreciate you asking! #i just... hmm. #it seems very. #disconnected? from the vibes. #if that makes sense #(i am also very much. uh. autism #there are some things that i just. i like them a Certain Way and if they get too far from that Certain Way it makes me go :/ #and also the. uhhhhhh. dragon vibes. very protective of My Stuff to an incredible degree #I'm fine with fanart and fic and all that because generally there's nothing that's like. so far Out There #that it's uncomfortable for me. like when someone draws fanart for a specific au #they're doing it for That AU. which has a specific premise and vibes. therefore. shrug emoji #REGARDLESS i don't ever really talk about this because even if there is stuff that bothers me #(which is rare btw. the few instances I've gotten are just asks.) #i can still appreciate the effort and time the person put into it #but if i can say no before the person spends all that effort. why wouldn't i? #i wouldn't want you to create something that would get you a lackluster response #if that makes any sense at all lmao. sorry about the rant in the tags) #(TL;DR I'm weird and i like my things a certain way and the premise of that fangame is just a little too far from the certain way i like) #(but again. i am glad you asked. and i really hope you understand there are no hard feelings here and i am not. like. #upset or mad or uncomfortable or blaming you or whatnot)

[fragmentedblade]

I've been reading about xiangqi a bit and now I'm even more obsessed with that one video of Jing Yuan

#Obsessed with the fact they made a point of him not leaving the palace #Anyway I was rewatching this because I still find very amusing that you can see when he steals that piece from the board #Which is something that makes I think more sense considering the ways in which you can check and win in this game #It seems pretty fun actually I think I'll try. Maybe with this being different this time I'll be able to convince someone to play with me #No one wants to indulge me when it comes to chess and I don't like playing online #Hmm actually this game seems less unpleasant to play non physically based on aesthetics #With chess I always have to take out a physical board and it's sort of annoying. The pocket chess I carry around is not much better #Yes I think I'll give xiangqi a try. And look for good books about it and its evolution. I hope I find something #It's always so hard to find things worth reading about topics like these. Like with fencing. Still unsure about what I got about that #After rewatching the video again I have half a mind to make gifs to keep track of his moves. I just really find it very amusing #I love how the move and what is happening in the rest of the video work with what we see him do in the actual game #Personality wise yes but strategically #I think I actually rambled about this in a post a few days ago? Oh wait that was in my main blog I think #I don't know why I make sideblogs if I end up reblogging the posts in the main after all. I always do the same thing #I'll stop now but oh I am really so so fond of him. I think I could talk for hours haha #I talk too much #Jing Yuan #Right now it doesn't seem to appear in the general tag for me but I'll check in a bit again #I really don't know how to organise my rambles anymore with this feature #I miss the five tags thing #Now no matter how much I talk it seems the general tag will always find my posts

[nordic-language-love]

just did a jlpt review test in my textbook and got less than 50% rip

#26 hours until the exam time! #in my defence i got my students to help me the other day bc i didn't understand #and even they were like 'hmm maybe it's this one? no i think this one makes more sense' #if native speakers spend a whole minute deciding which answer is best then what hope do i have lol