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soliloquent-stark · 7 months
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besides the well-known fact that tony stark's arc reactor literally powered his heart and symbolised his second chance at life, it's been not just alluded to but clearly stated by marvel from the very first iron man film that it represents his heart:
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this point is made very clear again when it's used to portray his death:
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of course they did this; they're such obvious metaphors that are easy to rely on for beautiful visual storytelling. they undoubtedly were aware of the potential for these scenes and carefully considered them since the beginning.
but you don't really get to use each of these moments more than once if you want them to matter, so they had to choose which one of tony's stories needed to be told through carefully picked parallels.
and who did they use them on?
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yup, that's right. steve rogers. steve, who literally ends their painful fight by breaking his heart.
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steve, whom tony literally hands his heart and says "here, take this" while he's devastated, disappointed, and at one of the lowest moments of his entire life.
so, platonic, romantic, alterous — the intricacies of his feelings don't even matter. they're only for tony to know.
but what we as an audience know, what we were explicitly told by marvel, is that the feelings tony had for steve were so strong that they were the equivalent of getting his heart actually shattered into pieces, and being reduced to offering your desperate, mourning heart on a platter as a way of saying "take it all, there's nothing left of me that you don't own now".
these were not accidents. we were meant to understand how profound his feelings were. so many things spiraled out of their falling out — the entire universe's faith was at stake as a result. tony was not indifferent to him. his problem was that he felt too much.
tony's achille's heel was always steve rogers, and that will forever be the backbone of the marvel universe.
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roselyn-writing · 8 days
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Tiffany Ann is the newst recruit of the Special Forces. She decided to join them as ‘program’ to make the bonds between the Lin Kuei and the Special Forces more stronger, and get a little experience with the modern technology and etc, Also, She got bored with living in the Lin Kuei clan, unlike her siblings, who dedicated their lives to serve their Grandmaster and Grandmistress, She doesn’t want to be a Lin Kuei, she wants to be something else. She didn’t tell any of her family of course, even Selviya, her own mother.
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grapecaseschoices · 7 months
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Which DND class suits your personality?
i took this quiz for hiyam and kendis.
tagging: @yes-prisoner @likesomethingblooming @nabulsi @trebondialanna @magebastard @coldshrugs @amlovelies @mt07131 @thedeadthree @myrkulyte [and anyone who likes!]
Hiyam
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and the results of the follow up quiz.
Swashbuckler
You focus your training on the art of the blade, relying on speed, elegance, and charm in equal parts. While some warriors are brutes [I mean she IS a brute, but I kept this result because the second part made me think of dancing.] clad in heavy armor, your method of fighting looks almost like a performance. Duelists and pirates typically belong to this archetype. You’re a confident person with a charming personality. People often find you likeable or easy to get along with and you probably have a distinct sense of style. You know where your strengths lie and you’re not shy about demonstrating your talents. You’re a resilient person with a knack for easily bouncing back from difficult situations.
Kendis
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and from the follow up quiz.
I got this on my first try for Kendis and I kinda like it? I don't know if I wanna fiddle with the other possible choices [ugh quite a few time the choose one was hard, like BOTH mistreatment of animals AND being told what to do fills kendis with rage. and even that question had a few possible other responses. sighs.]
Path of Wild Magic
Many places in the multiverse abound with beauty, intense emotion, and rampant magic; the Feywild, the Upper Planes, and other realms of supernatural power radiate with such forces and can profoundly influence people. As folk of deep feeling, barbarians are especially susceptible to these wild influences, with some barbarians being transformed by the magic. These magic-suffused barbarians walk the Path of Wild Magic. You’re an intuitive person who is guided by your instincts and can’t always explain why you do what you do. You just kind of do what feels right. Sometimes this works out for you and sometimes things don’t turn out the way you were expecting. You may be a bit unpredictable or chaotic. You’re fairly perceptive and you often notice things that others might overlook.
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randomruff · 8 months
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A Friend
Veldora realizes what it means to be a being above others.
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It was boring...
Here in unlimited imprisonment alone with no one to communicate with, Veldora realized how lonesome it was to be a being above others. Not even the B-ranked monsters would dare come near him, and he highly doubts that Velzard or Velgrynd will come and help him break free.
Veldora wasn't a moron as he made himself out to be. He knew his sister Velzard was aware that something trapped him and was waiting until he runs low on magicules, and then she'll set him loose, with the intention of him becoming more docile.
As if The Great Storm Dragon could be subservient!
HE WAS A STORM!
UNCONTROLLABLE!
FEROCIOUS!
FIERCE!
and so lonely...
He was at fault; he underestimated his playmate. Having a tendency of being arrogant and prideful led to his downfall. He couldn't help it! The beautiful hero had put up a fight that made his adrenaline rush in excitement!
So much that he longed to engage in battle with her again! Without both sides holding back!
it was what he yearned for, except that, this wish would never occur as she was only mortal, unlike him, a being capable of living endlessly, while she, a human, could only live a bare century.
It was disappointing
His genuine dream, other than rampaging and fighting off boredom, will eternally be unfulfilled. As 12 generations have passed. The hero long since dead, But Veldora knew it wasn't her fault; it was just how her race was. something Veldora couldn't blame anyone for.
After all
how could we choose what race we are?
No one could. So now the only thing that Veldora could do was stay here and ward off any intruders in the Jura Forest until his magicules run dry, or until either of his sisters arrive and free him.
was what he thought,
Until a peculiar slime flew, yes, it flew! At an incredible amount of speed, too! And bumped into Veldora's foot,
he... was not predicting this to happen.
He could tell the slime was no ordinary monster!
Slimes do not think, nor did they ever leave their home, much less approach him. But this simple slime could do all of this. Was it perhaps unique?
it was the only way to explain its intelligence!
Veldora, far too happy to meet with someone, started communicating through telepathy, hoping that the slime would respond, except it was not the response Veldora had been awaiting.
"Shut up, Baldy!"
The first guest he's had in ages and it dares to call him bald!? And he was being so nice too! But, after talking about it. The slime had explained that it couldn't see, nor converse physically.
he described how he reincarnated from a human to a slime from another world after being stabbed to death.
This was the first Veldora had heard of this
He did not know-how. maybe it was his instincts at play, but he felt that this slime was going to change the world.
whether for the better or for the worse was yet to be determined, perhaps it was both.
but it did not matter to Veldora, as he would have loved to see the world change because of this slime, to see this slime grow into, what could be, a magnificent existence, especially now since their friends.
unfortunately, he is still inside this damn prison,
so that wish too will be ungifted
until that slime, now named Rimuru, suggested. "How about we both analyze the unlimited imprisonment? I'll be doing it on the outside while you'll be doing it on the inside, inside of my stomach?"
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what?
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ke hehe.... hahaha... KAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
yes, Rimuru Tempest, his sworn friend.
the one that will soon build an amazing country that he, Veldora Tempest, could spend his life in.
was truly an interesting creature.   
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happy-emmdings · 11 months
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Bleeding Out
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Tags: major character death, character insight, inner monologue in canon scene, hurt/no comfort
Summary: When Milah is murdered in front of him, Killian watches his entire world crushed and carried away on the salt-scened wind. He barely reacts to the severe pain and bleeding of his own body.
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He has been a fool for thinking a heart twice shattered had a chance to hold together while still being made of flesh. He should have turned it into solid rock. He should have cast it in steel. He should have thrown it into the ocean deep and leave it to fossilize. Because now its shards are piercing his lungs and he cannot breathe without a stabbing pain.
The softest touch of fingertips brushes against his jaw and he can feel the life fading out of them. Once again, he is powerless to stop it. Once again, he watches the one he loves most turn into a cold, unresponsive, empty body right in his arms. One moment a person, full of life and love and with so many horizons to see, the next a lifeless cadaver. A beating heart is nothing but sand in the wind.
He caresses her cheek one last time, unable to turn away just yet. This is the work of a coward. A coward who wouldn't even put up a fight for her, who has never deserved her beautiful, bold, courageous heart. A coward that hadn't passed his test years ago aboard this ship. Only a coward could hide behind dark magic and dare to claim the life of a woman for not wanting him. He wouldn't fight for her but he would dare seal her fate? How dare he? How dare he!
Does he have any idea what he has just done? What kind of monster is he to destroy the most precious soul in the entire world? What kind of monster is he to take a life worth a thousand times his? Can't he see that he has blocked out the sun? That the sea runs red with blood and the air is turning to smoke? Can't he see that without her there is no point? That all gold has lost its glimmer and all songs have turned to hoarse, empty gasps and all wine has turned bitter and bleak and there will never be joy in this world ever again?
Can't he see, that empty arms, that still feel the remains of a dying loved one's last warmth are a curse most horrid and that he will never ever be able to shake it off? And how dare he let him live with the remains of her last breath clinging to him like frost to a tongue? Once again, he is left behind. Once again, he is forced to watch someone leave and he's condemned to survival. As blood spills on the deck and his clothes, as it runs thick and warm between his fingers as he clutches his wrist, his whole body should be writhing in pain, but he might as well be already fossilizing. He can only feel the hazy edges of it but he knows there is more. It is hanging over his head like a wave stopped mid-motion, lurking, waiting for the cue to crush down on him and overwhelm his senses with the worst agony he has yet to taste. But not yet. It is held at bay by a pain greater still. And a new-born purpose.
A hook is a weapon as good as any other. Anything that has a sharp point can pierce, anything that has a purpose can have another. He couldn't kill the poison that took his brother, but he sure as hell can and will destroy the poison that took his love. His fate is decided the moment when he fails to fulfill that new oath on the spot. And he sees that this is why he is still alive, why he has to be alive even as everyone who deserved to live longer becomes nothing but bones in the ocean and another scar. He was a fool to think happiness was in the cards for the likes of him. No, he has not survived to find a happy ending. He is here to fulfill a different destiny. He must be an emissary of death. He must be the agent of wrath for those that cannot feel it anymore. And he has enough wrath for all of them, more than his wretched heart can hold. He can feel it pouring out through the cracks. And he lets it flood him. He lets it drown out the hopeless, lost despair. And he dons vengeance like a thick, grief-proof coat. What else is there left for him to do but destroy what has destroyed those that made life worth living? A thirst like he has never felt before takes over him. A thirst for crocodile blood.
No, he doesn't need gold to glimmer or songs to sound pleasing and merry or wine to be velvety and sweet. He doesn't need the sun to shine and the ocean to glint in its light. He needs to break what has broken him. He needs the satisfaction of annihilation. He needs to rid the world of this dastardly, abominable demon.
He has loved people whom he would have followed to the end of the earth and beyond. But now they have both fallen off the edge and he is once more left to roam the seas aimlessly like a ship without a crew. Like a wind torn sail without a purpose. The time of love is over. Now there is only one course in the stars for him. The age of hatred has begun. And he will follow it to the blue unknown. He knows what his dying breath will be. A proclamation of triumph when he will have slayed the demon.
The world sways around him as its single focal point becomes the glint of the hook he is holding. And it is then that the wave of unmatched suffering crushes down in full force. His knees buckle and his head spins in haze. And he can't see anything but red, red, red and dark spots and oh, he never knew he could hurt like this.
"Captain!" somebody calls out.
Feet pound on the wood and rush toward him. He is fading. Like Milah's heart. Like Liam's smile. Like a lantern's flame in the draft. But this darkness isn't death, it is merely slumber before he is reborn from the ashes, with a heart of stone this time. He cannot die, for he isn't truly alive anymore. His is an eternal death. A death he will live out to the last weary day. The hunt for revenge has only just begun.
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funakounasoul · 5 months
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Miko is a...n e r d
Her big fave is a little (in-universe) show called "Kamen Knight." She especially likes the Showa-era variants. She saw tapes as a kid and she was INSPIRED
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And here's a bonus little set of images where Miko plays Hero for baby Yukina (and using her abilities for awesomeness) KNIGHT KICK!!
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iamthecomet · 1 year
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Hey Met! So Born Under a Troubled Sign has a vice grip on me and I was thinking about Mountain in the story. If it wouldn’t spoil too much of the story, I was wondering if you could give a little look into his headspace for all that’s been going on? I’ve got my own theories but I wanted to know if there was anything you’d be willing to into here.
Love your writing! Never fails to put a smile on my face!
Hi!
Thank you!! I'm glad you're enjoying my writing.
I can give you a little insight about Mountain's headspace. I obviously can't tell you too much, because spoilers. But I can give you a glimpse into what's going on in his head, and why he feels like the way he's acting is justified.
Details below the cut, because spoilers for those who aren't caught up (and also info that some people may not be interested in).
I did originally have Mountain scenes/chapters planned out when I was thinking about bouncing between characters a little more. But Dew has made this solidly his story, so I haven't been able to really articulate Mountain's side of things yet. So the background there is just that they were extremely close. Do everything together, spend nights cuddled up together. Dew tells Mountain everything. Dew spends a lot of time in Mountain's greenhouse with him, he's the one who figured out the magic to keep it permanently irrigated without having to run a whole bunch of water lines. They are a pair, attached at the hip. When Dew isn't with Ifrit, he's with Mountain. So, when Dew makes this decision and doesn't TELL Mountain, it feels malicious. Like a direct attack against Mountain and their relationship. Dew tells him everything. So why hide this? And obviously, Dew's reasoning is "because you'd talk me out of it" which is true, but Mountain can't get past that. To him, it feels like Dew just threw it all away. Everything they were. Like he didn't ever actually care. Like every second of it was a lie. Mountain is hurting. He's not being an asshole just for the sake of being an asshole. He loved Terzo and Ifrit and Zephyr too. They're all grieving. And Mountain's also grieving Dew...the Dew he used to be. Because Mountain is convinced that he's a different ghoul now. That making the decision to change himself proves it.
To him, Dew is selfish, and attention seeking. He doesn't see it as Dew trying to do something to help the church. He's looking at it from a different standpoint. Dew wanted the spotlight. He sacrificed his relationship with Mountain to do it. He's stubborn. He's pissed. And he isn't willing to listen to Dew spout what he assumes are excuses and lies. He knows why Dew did what he did. and it makes him even angrier when Dew can't just admit it. The fact that Dew is all up on his high horse about "helping the church" just pisses him off more. Because in his mind, it's all just bullshit, a way to cover for why Dew REALLY made the choice (attention).
He also, I think, feels a little like Dew has been conflating all of the pain and rage to gain sympathy. He doesn't believe a word Dew says at this point. He can't see that the pain is genuine, he's too deep in his own. There will be more insight into what's going on in Mountain's head in the coming chapters. But this is sort of the recap of what's been going on up until now.
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kila09 · 2 years
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So...I was reading a KP story and at the end, the author had a note that said something along the lines of how this fandom gives Kinn more shit and less leeway than any other character, that other characters would get justifications or excuses but Kinn would be raked over the coals and that its easier for the fandom to forgive Vegas because we actually see him get physically abuse. since I read that. I can't stop thinking about it and can't stop seeing it in stories because its true.
Korn may not physically abuse his kids but his kind of abuse is more insidious in that you can't see the physical scars and he likes to project this benevolent demeanor. With Tankhun ruled as "unstable/crazy" and Kim away from the fam, all his emotional/mental/psychological abuse/manipulations fell on Kinn. We've seen him do it a few times in the show already.
Not saying Kinn hasn't done fucked up shit but I just think its funny how that author was correct, that he gets the short end of the stick and the fandom is less apologetic towards him than anyone else
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thatsneakymedic · 9 months
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// This... it kinda makes sense when you think about it. and now I can’t get my mind off of it. 
Kabuto while he’s an extremely dangerous shinobi and is very skilled in his own way, he’s not however ever seen to be able to handle a full fledged fight that might last as long.  Always his fights are short lived and he is always the one to make a quick get away, just like how an accurate ninja would be since they need to kill quickly without getting caught or attract too much attention. 
Then kimimarothechosenvessel just pointed out. While the “favorites” and the chosen bodies of Orochimaru’s are trained to the fullest and are given the best of the best training. 
Kabuto however... remains the same but is always by Orochimaru’s side. Never needed to have a curse mark of his own, no new weapons, no new clothing styles aside from ditching his gloves and headband, and no physical improvements at all aside from him aging for the past 3 years.   He is also someone who shouldn’t be underestimated and I think that this consistancy of staying the same is part of him still “under Orochimaru’s shadow” and never sticking out for himself.   
I’m trying to not see this as a degrading thing, like as if Kabuto is kind of like a “personal pet” to Orochimaru. But more like as a constant companion/family member to always be by Orochimaru’s side for morale and for assistance since he’s too useful to be placed in the battlefield nor worth risking getting the curse mark. As I can assume that perhaps getting the curse mark has long term health effects that are not known. 
(perhaps it’s poor writing that they never really explained what new things he learned or any new jutsu before he takes in Orochimaru’s cells. And I can see this as the writers just doing this to give everyone a new villain so it could be a bit of an asspull. ) 
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petricorah · 1 month
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scenes i loved from Real Enough to Get Me Through by @marriedzukka <333 [ids in alt]
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soliloquent-stark · 4 months
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🍹 i’m fine all alone (but it’s nice to be here with you) by soliloquent
9,4k words // pairing: tony stark & steve rogers
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“Steve is content with spending the holidays alone. Being alive in a safe world — that was reason enough to be grateful, however fleeting this sense of security might be.
He is more than surprised to learn that Tony plans on spending it alone, too.”
or: Two months after the Battle of Earth, Tony, grappling with post-retirement uncertainty and an identity crisis, invites Steve on a Christmas trip to Jamaica.
written for @thahiree as part of the @cap-ironman 2023 holiday exchange
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kittykyryi · 3 months
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I was explaining this to someone earlier and I don't think I've seen enough people talk about it, but the kids getting four pearls instead of three was actually a really great writing choice. Did anything change? No. Did we all know one of them was gonna break/get lost? Yes absolutely. However, the fourth pearl wasn't about the story. It was about Poseidon. It was about him also being desperate to save the woman he loves. Watch him and Sally in ep 7 and tell me he wouldn't try his hardest to save her too?? It's such a significant insight into him that paired with the scenes we've gotten this episode, tell us so much about him and his relationship with Sally that we don't get to figure out until later in the books.
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grapecaseschoices · 8 months
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what color character are you?
These are SO long. So I aint tagging no one, but if you do this please let me know!! Quiz is here: QUIZ!!
Tristan [maybe-ish; some of this perfect but some of it is completely off]
light blue character
Light Blue characters are laidback and creative, often with a good sense of humor that ranges from sarcastic to straight up puns. They are good at community building because of their chill and funny nature, and they are expert planners. They normally aren’t very uptight, but can become so when they feel there is something that needs to be done, or feels that their authority is being undermined. They have a very strong sense of responsibility, mainly for people in their care, often an older sibling figure to many of those close to them. They can get paranoid and overbearing when they are worried about those that they are caring for. They can also act childish and have fun but they like having people around who can see their maturity and treat them accordingly. They use a lot of humor to get around dealing with their internal problems, and tend to complain about surface level issues in order to ignore their more vulnerable feelings. Because of their tendency to make jokes and try to get people to laugh, they aren’t often recognized for their intelligence. Sometimes they lack common sense and it plays out in humorous ways, but when it really counts they are quite perceptive and intelligent, brilliant inventors and strategists. Their decisions may seem impulsive, but are usually quite thought out and purposeful. They aren’t the type of person who really wants to be the sole lead, but they want to have a say in the decision making, and they need their input to be taken seriously. They often feel inferior to others and can become defensive when their ideas or sense is questioned because of it. They don’t generally get things handed to them, but have to work for what they want. This can make them feel out of place in a space with others who people praise as “exceptional”, and being the “ordinary” one is a bit of a sore spot. They can tend to act cocky and confident to disguise their insecurities, again often using humor to help them along. Light blue characters need people who ask for their opinion often, give them proper recognition for their positive traits, and don’t leave them out of important decisions, but also don’t let them take on too much. They need people who will see past their witty barrier and allow them to try and figure out and come to terms with their feelings.
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Richard [ehhhhhhhhhh - I think what I saw of yellow might fit better, but I keep getting pink, SO!]
pink character
Pink characters are generally sweet and nice people who care about their friends deeply. They don’t often chose to be a part of the action, but instead get swept up in it almost against their will. They often aren’t fully equipped for the situations that are thrown at them, and can have a lot of feelings of inadequacy as a result. They don’t tend to be fighters, often preferring learning and discovery to anything else. They will go along with risky plans in order to help their group of friends or organization that they’re close to, but they’re generally terrified of whatever they’re doing. They are lighthearted and have a good sense of humor, fun to banter with but finding it hard to be genuinely mean to others. They are pretty emotional and sensitive, which turns out to be one of their greatest strengths. They have a lot of emotional maturity and are good at recognizing others’ needs. They are one of the voices of reason amongst a group of often impulsive people, which manifests itself in ways that others might dismiss as paranoia. (It is in some ways, but their fear of what might go wrong is also a crucial step to making the planning process so sound.) Even around people who care about them, they can tend to be the butt of the joke, and don’t have healthy boundaries to stop it. As they grow, they don’t necessarily become less fearful, but they do have a stronger sense of courage to get through their fears. They are compassionate friends and often do small things to show that they are thinking of the people are around them. They are dependable and trustworthy and a good ally to have. Pink characters need people around them who won’t mock them for being sensitive or having fears, but will validate their feelings and encourage them to overcome their doubts about themselves. They need their boundaries to be encouraged and respected, and for others not to pressure them into doing something they’ve said no to. [Not that he doesn't need people like that, but he isn't bad at doing it himself]
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Aleena:
orange character [maaaybe]
Orange characters are charismatic and talented. They push themselves to be the best at everything they put their mind to, and get upset when they can’t meet their own standards. They tend to be prodigies, seeming almost superhuman in their genius or abilities, but they often base their self-worth off of how well they can perform, making them feel isolated from the others around them. While most people see orange characters as cocky and self-absorbed, they are actually quite insecure in themselves. They want attention and validation from others, but because of their faux confidence and the constant (and often somewhat empty) praise from the people around them, the people that are truly closest to them often withhold it from them. This often leads them to push themselves beyond their limits to succeed and/or act out in unhealthy and self-destructive ways, in an effort to get some kind of recognition. These characters seek to impress, and have a hard time telling praise from love. They have a constant need to be the hero, in whatever context that means for them. These characters usually have a sense of humor and wit that can tend to flatter themselves (although much of what they say is rooted in truth), but it’s contrasting to some of their more self-deprecating natures. They can be serious loners, since they isolate themselves from others in an attempt to protect themselves. Although they would never admit it, they crave acceptance and belonging. Others generally don’t see this, because orange characters are loathe to admit weakness and build up defenses by making it clear that they don’t care what others think, although they do. In childhood, it is likely that their parental figures were either absent or abusive, often holding them up to high standards while not providing enough positive reinforcement. Other characters need to treat orange characters not as an annoyance, or give up on them quickly, but to make it clear that they are willing to love and support them regardless of how useful they can be, and to voice compliments where they are due.
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randomruff · 7 months
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An Icy Possession
“Come on… kitty!”
Bai-he jumped, her voice echoing throughout alley they were in, her fingertips just barely grazing Mu. The cursed cat simply gave her a mocking look however, closing his brown eyes as he continued to lay on the metal pipe he was on. Not at all bothering to move even an inch for her.
The 12-year-old huffed, her eye twitching in irritation as she once again tried to grab him, jumping and standing on her tiptoes.
 “You're not making this any easier for me buddy.” She spoke with a hint of desperation; her mother will start to worry if she doesn’t make it home soon.
The ginger feline did move this time just not how she wanted him to. With a long stretch Mu jumped on another piece of pipe that was a foot higher than the last one, almost meeting the wall that alley ended in.
“Really?!” Bai-he yelled in outrage, staring at her precious pet in utter betrayal before slumping her back in defeat with a discontent sigh. The sunlight now disappearing behind the large wall, at this rate she’ll never make it home.
The faint feeling of being watched made the black-haired girl lift her head towards the only exit of the alleyway. Faded whispering coming closer captured her attention, confusion flicking on her face as she saw no one other than her and Mu in the long dark alley.
The freezing chill walking down her spine told her otherwise however.
She swallowed down the lump in her throat as she frantically looked around, spotting a dark blue mist entering the small tight area she was in. The whispers becoming louder as the blue mist creeped closer, a dark chill that seemed to silence any and all noise radiated from the mist giving Bai-he a sense of utter dread.
 Mu hissed as apprehensive fear clawed its way into Bai-he’s heart, slowly taking a step back as the mist inched closer to her. The Whispers practically invading her head while her body shook, her black eyes darting around her to see if there was anywhere, she could escape to.
There wasn’t.
Mu’s back arched as his angry hissing increased a volume; quickly turning tail and ran as fast as he could, climbing the buildings before them. Abandoning Bai-he to the strange glowing mist.
‘Traitor’ she thought bitterly as her back hit the wall, fear increasing tenfold as she had nowhere else to go now. The sound of her heartbeat rang in her ears, hands shaking as she brought them to her chest. Clasping them together as she timidly called out. “He-hello?”
 Then silence…
Confusion once again filtered through her, the whispers vanished and mist halted in its path leaving nothing but the sound of her shaky breaths. Bai-he waited still as a statue for a moment or two before relaxing, releasing a sigh of relief. Good, it as just a fals-
The mist lunged forward, hitting her straight in the chest leaving her no time to react as intense pain blossomed where it hit her.
'Fire! I’m on fire!’
Overwhelming heat spread across her body, whiplashing her at its suddenness and speed.
‘Help!’
Blood and bile rushed in her throat, leaving her incapable of screaming for aid.
'Somebody please!’
Her vision started to blur, something cold and freezing beginning to replace the heat making her knees buckle under her.
‘Help me!’
And then everything went black.
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Side eyes the calendar, noticing it's only a few weeks away until it's October. Quickly thinks of a oneshot she can do, glances at Bai-he with an apologetic smile and mischievous glint in her eyes.
"I'm sorry my dear child, your suffering with only be temporary though"
I am slowly getting back into the groove of writing! MAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I decided to make a one shot of when Bai-he was possessed by LBD, i just make do some drapples of her time as LBD's host when i get the time but no promises.
Anyway! Hope you enjoyed this, as always feedback and constructive criticism is greatly appreciated and helpful.
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derpkind · 1 year
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Petrichor: I'm forever grateful you are not me. Uzara and I were just so similar, I often expect those around me are falling to the same demons. That is absolutely on me, forgetting that not everyone is like me and her.
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funakounasoul · 8 months
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Yukina tries to calm her prototype version down to see if she enjoys the book-keeping, archiving side of the NKP (which is, honestly, what she legit focuses on as a Historian...and she likes doing it)
Proto-Yuki does NOT like it.
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This is Proto-Yuki, by the way, along with the original designs of her parents! Yeah, she used to have a red aura and was a Hunter-Officer instead. Besides that, she was very fiery and eager to do things....just like canonical, young Rie!
No wonder Yuki made the connection.
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