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dragonpants & winterflame // jjk

summary - your professor assigns you to look after and help get the new kid, jungkook, settled in. you’d think it be easy, but he’s nothing like any of the other students

pairing - new student!jungkook x wizard!reader

genre - fluff; wizard 101 au

word count - 5.0k

warnings - dip’s made up lore, friendship, gay bears (oops a double entrendre), tending of the wounds(tm), nick jonas

guide - pyromancy = fire magic; thaumaturgy = ice magic; grizzleheim = viking bear, wolf, and raven world

author’s note - behold my last w101 au! i've had so much fun working on this and it's my pride and joy. thank you all for enjoying (and i'm sorry to the w101 fans who've had to deal with this in the tags 😅)

the seven schools of ravenwood masterlist

Life in Wizard City was never something that you had expected for you, having grown up on the far edges of the spiral in Grizzleheim. All you’d ever known were the harsh winters of a world full of bears, wolves, and ravens. No one quite knew where you’d come from only being found the burnt remains of Draugarth as an infant. Sten and Bo Silverwood of Clan Ironclaw were the ones who took you in and raised you, calling you their hairless cub.

Growing up, you knew you were different. You didn’t have fur like a bear or a wolf, nor feathers like a raven. You were something else, even beyond your physical appearance. Despite having no fur, your skin bore to the elements, you were never cold. Chilly, yes. But in the cold winds that enveloped Grizzleheim, you never once shivered. But your Papa and Bubba never made you once feel as if you were an outcast, they loved you as their own and that’s all that would matter.

As you reached your fifteenth year, more peculiarities began happening around you. Your body would grow warm, becoming unbearable to the point you’d wear the thinnest of your clothes in the midst of snow storms. When it was your turn to make dinner for your fathers, you’d burn the meat to charcoal, eventually banning you from the kitchen. However, the worst was yet to come.

You were huddled near a hearth in Northguard, knees pulled up to your chest as you stared into the fire. You watched the flames flicker and change, almost as if they were forming into small figures; you’d see bears and wolves talk amongst themselves, laughing heartily, ravens fly across the sky, and creatures of myth you’d heard as a young one. Creatures like dragons, imps, and centaurs. You’d thought you were only seeing these things in your mind's eye as you watched the fire, but as you focused more on the dragon, you watched as it grew larger. You rubbed your eyes, thinking it was a trick of the light, but it wasn’t. The fiery depiction of the creature grew and grew, spitting out flames from its mouth, catching onto the roof of a nearby hut. You screamed for help, but with each panicked cry, the fire grew larger and larger. Quickly, the clan rallied to put out the fire, but with each bucket of water thrown over it, it did not settle. Only when your papa had wrapped you into his arms, calming you down did the fire finally die.

“This cub is a demon! We must free ourselves from it!” Kol Shadowsong accused, singling you out. The clan leaders gathered in the Great Hall to discuss what should be done with you, as you nearly burnt Northguard to the ground. Your fathers stood beside you, refusing to back down to let you stand alone.

“Your Majesty, see reason! It’s clear they have no control over this affliction! They meant no harm! They’re practically still a cub!” Your papa shouted at King Valgard.

“And that cub nearly burnt this stronghold to the ground!” The king growled. “If they cannot control it, they are a danger to the rest of us. I cannot allow them to endanger the rest of the clans.”

“But what if they could learn to?” Your bubba countered.

“How?”

“I know.” All attention was turned toward a new voice, Bauldur Goldpaws, the trader. “I’ve heard of this affliction in my travels. It’s called pyromancy! The ability to control fire and summon creatures of that nature. It can be controlled, but only through hard work and training. There is a school that teaches how to control and master this very affliction. Ravenwood in Wizard City.”

You’d only vaguely remembered hearing those names. It sounded familiar, yet you did not know or understand why, like something from a dream.

“That’s halfway across the Spiral and the World Tree connection was severed centuries ago! How do you intend to even get there?” Your papa questioned.

“The skyways, as our ancestors once did.” Bauldur turned to face your fathers personally. “King Valgard has already tasked me with the honor of re-establishing our trade routes. Wizard City is one of those stops. With your permission, I will ensure that your cub will get there safely. They will be enrolled and they will learn to control it.”

“Do they look like me?” You found yourself asking. All attention was returned back to you, and you felt small under everyone’s gaze. “These pyromancers. . . are they like me?”

Getting down on one knee, Bauldur met your gaze. “Yes, child. There are many that look like you. You will be safe and taught to control this,” he gestured to your hands.

Looking between your fathers, you met their eyes. Papa clearly not wanting to let you go, to keep you safe by his side and protect you from the world forever. But Bubba, he knew. He knew this was what was best for you, best for the clan. Looking back to Bauldur, you nodded. “I’ll go.”

The trader looked back to the King, who sighed. “Fine,” he waved his hand. “Your cub may go and learn to control this. . . pyromancy. But they may only return, once they’ve mastered the ability. Then and only then may they return to Grizzleheim. Dismissed.”

Your fathers walked out of the Great Hall, bickering between themselves as you looked up at Bauldur. “We leave at first light, pack heavy. We’ll be traveling for a few moons.”

It was hard to say goodbye, having never left home before and to be gone for so long. . . You were scared. You didn’t want to leave, but you knew you had to. It was for the good of the clans. You packed all your belongings into several chests; your robes, your boots, helmets, hats, and swords. Anything you might’ve needed, you were packed and ready for.

“Be good,” Papa said as he squeezed you tight against him. You buried your face into his fur, trying to memorize every last detail of him.

“I will.”

Bubba hugged you just as hard, if not harder. He knew this was coming, that one day you’d leave, just never imagined it so soon. Pulling away from you, he placed his paw on your face and smiled at you. “My little cub, be proud of who you are and where you’re from.”

As Bauldur said, it took many months to reach Wizard City. Had you gone in a direct route, you might’ve gotten there faster, but unfortunately you were just a ride along. Bauldur had a job to do, re-establishing the long lost trade routes amongst the other worlds of the Spiral. You’d see places you’d never even imagine seeing; the evergreen world of Mooshu, the ancient sand covered temples of Krokotopia, and the endless fields of Zafaria. Until finally, Bauldur and landed at the edge of the world in Wizard City!

Dozens of wizards gathered as the ship weighed its anchor against one of the stone towers. You’d been used to whispers and stares all your life, but this was different, you felt isolated and singled out, as if you were being peered at under an eye-glass. You hid behind Bauldur once he was beside you on the grass.

“Who goes there?” A man with hair on his face and dressed in strange armor questioned.

“I am Bauldur Goldpaws, and this is my ward, Y/N Silverwood. We seek your Headmaster.”

The guard looked between you and Bauldur, “Follow me.” Was all he said before he stiffly started walking towards a tunnel, burrowed deep into the cliffside.

The Headmaster, Merle Ambrose, was stunned to learn that you were there to enroll. No one had ever traveled so far in order to attend. It was a first. But nevertheless, you were enrolled in the School of Fire. Professor Dalia Falmea took you under her wing, giving you private lessons until you’d caught up to your age group. You were a bit of an oddity at first, being the only one dressed in furs rather than the colored robes your peers wore. You’d even shocked everyone when you’d been able to pick up thaumaturgy as a secondary school. But eventually the intrigue and mystery died away as time went on.

You’d been at Ravenwood seven years now, almost finishing your mastery classes. You’d held onto this moment for years. Finally, you’d be able to go home! To see your fathers once again! You’d kept up correspondence with them, sending letters through the trade route you’d helped Bauldur set up. So they knew you were in good health and they were also happy for you. At least up until the past year, the former death professor unleashed monsters onto the city streets endangering the students and their livelihood. Papa almost wanted you back then and there, but there were also growing tensions amongst the clans (at least so you’d heard through Bauldur, your fathers did every attempt to keep it from you) so you stayed in Wizard City. However, none of you could’ve predicted what else was to come.

It was like any ordinary day, you’d just finished your class with Professor Falmea when she called you up to speak with her before you could leave. Shouldering your pack, you walked up to her on the platform.

“Yes, Professor?”

“Ah, Winterflame. You’ve advanced much in these past few years, becoming one of my star pupils.”

Your face grew warm at her compliments. “Thank you, Professor.”

“And as my best student, there’s something I need to ask of you.” She motioned toward the door, glancing behind you, you watched as a bright red haired guy about your age walked in, dressed in red and orange robes. “This is my newest student, Jungkook Dragonpants.”

You furrowed your brows at the name, “Dragonpants?” Did you hear that right?

“Yup, that’s me,” the wizard winked at you.

You’ve never met a student with a lastname like that, the weirdest one you think you’ve heard was Frogtamer. You were going to have to ask him about it later. You turned to Dalia to finish talking.

“Winterflame, I’d like you to help get him adjusted to life in Wizard City. In fact, Headmaster Ambrose suggested it, considering you know how it feels,” she explained. While you knew neither of them meant no ill will, it still felt slightly targeted. There’d been dozens of new students and transfers to Wizard City since you. But maybe he was from far out in the Spiral too, and there was the fact he was also a pyromancer.

“Okay,” you nodded before turning to Jungkook. He was near bouncing on his heels and his eyes. . .His eyes kept wandering around the room, between the professor, the walls, the chalkboard, the cauldron, everything. Okay, you could relate to that, seeing it all for the first time. Trying your best to hide your smile, you nodded to the door. “Come on, let’s go.” The two of you walked out of the school house, and still Jungkook was looking at everything. Bernie, Torrence, Bartleby, Arthur Wethersfield. You remembered being like that, taking everything in all at once. “So on either side of the tunnel are the dorms, yes it’s one door. But your key is what opens the door to your own room, specifically. You get your key from Lincoln,” you said, gesturing to him as he wrote in his booklet. “I can give you a more in depth tour later, so you’re getting the dry run. If that’s alright with you.”

“Yeah that’s fine,” he said, smiling as he looked up at the World Tree.

“So, where’re you from?”

“Oh, I’m from Eeeeerrrr. . .”

“Eeeerrr?” You raised a brow.

“It’s some place far away with a name you wouldn’t know or how to pronounce,” he waved his hand, trying to hand the subject. “What about you? You from around here or elsewhere?”

A bittersweet smile crossed your face. “Grizzleheim, a world tucked away in the farside of the Spiral.”

“Woah, that sounds. . . cool. What’s it like?”

Again, you were confused. How did he not know what Grizzleheim was? Since your arrival and the trade route was re-established, almost everyone knew what Grizzleheim was and how far it was. “It’s cold, a lot closer than here. It rains or snows most of the year, don’t get a lot of sun. But it’s beautiful and it’s. . . it’s my home.” You found yourself stopping on the sidewalk, reminiscing.

“Do you visit often?”

You shook your head. “No, I haven’t been since. . . since I enrolled. It’s-it’s a long story.” You weren’t about to get all nostalgic with a stranger. “But anyways, are you a transfer? Novice, what?”

“I’m new.”

“. . . Are you in class with people our age or younger?”

“Oh, I’m not in class. Ambrose said I can do independent studies to help catch up. Like helping out around the city and anyone who needs it. Speaking of which, where’s Unicorn Way? I was told to go there as soon as I could.” He asked, his head glancing about, this time with intention rather than curiosity.

“Unicorn Way is crawling with monsters, are you sure you were asked to go there?”

Jungkook held up a letter, addressed to Private Connelly in the Headmaster’s handwriting. It was off, but if it was Ambrose. . .

“Through the Commons tunnel, turn left, go down the street, over the bridge, Unicorn Way is right there.”

“Great, thanks,” he smiled as he patted you on the shoulder. “Talk more later?” He asked as he started toward the tunnel.

“Yeah, just uh, meet me in front of the Library, noon!” You called out after him.

“Awesome, see you then!” Then he vanished into the shadows. He was odd, but you were intrigued nonetheless.

A few days later was your rest day, and you typically liked spending it in Olde Town, sitting on the grass at the edge of the cliff, where Bauldur dropped you off. He wasn’t there, it wouldn’t be for another few weeks before he made his rounds back to Wizard City. When he was there, you’d catch up, then trade the dozens of letters your fathers would write to you and give to Bauldur yours. But days like this, you’d just sit and stare out into the skyways.

“Hey!” A voice pulled you out of your thoughts. Turning your head to the side, there stood the new kid, Jungkook. His face was littered with fresh cuts and bruises, but he still held that same cheery demeanor he had when you first met him. “Whatcha doing out here?”

“It’s my off-day, what happened to you?” You rose to your feet, immediately going to check his injuries.

“Oh, these? Just finished clearing up Unicorn way,” he said with a proud smile.

His words took you aback, “You- you did what?”

“Well it’s not cleared up permanently. There’s still some ghosts, but the skeletons and dark fairies are all taken care of for the most part.” He shrugged as if it was no big deal. “But Prof Falmea said I’m almost to the level of her apprentice level class with how fast I’m progressing.”

“In just a few days?” You were baffled, no one has ever advanced that fast before! At least not without prior schooling.

“I’m a fast learner,” was all he said. “But really, why are you here on your off-day? Are there not a lot of exciting things to do around here?”

“No there are. There’s the Shopping District, Fairgrounds, dueling. . . But I like coming here, it’s where I first stepped foot in Wizard City.” You smiled softly at the memory, you felt so small then. Now no one even bats an eye at you, just another student walking the grounds. “But anyways, how are you finding it?”

“Well, I’ve done a lot of back and forth lately between places, but everyone is nice, given the circumstances. Sorry I had to rush off the other day, but the Headmaster said it was urgent. But I’m seeing a lot of the city, and this place is pretty cool.” He turned to look up at the cliffs of the city, and you followed his gaze. Just barely, you could see the overhead branches of Bartleby. Both of you stood there for a moment, enjoying the view.

“Hey, I’m sorry if this is a weird question but how did you get Dragonpants?” You asked. It’s not exactly a common question to ask, but you were curious. You always were anytime someone gave their name.

“What do you mean?” He furrowed his brows.

“I mean how did you earn Dragonpants as a last name? I got Winterflame because I’m one of the few pyromancers that has thaumaturgy as a secondary. I know a guy broke his wand and earned his last name, another summoned Humongofrog. So how did you get yours?”

All Jungkook could do was stare at you blankly. “Uhhh, I- uh. . . that’s an interesting story. Oh, look at the sun! I need to rush to Firecat Alley. I’ll definitely tell you that story later. Bye!” He then ran down the street, but instead of Firecat Alley, it was towards Triton Avenue.

And that’s not most of your interactions with Jungkook were. You’d see him randomly on the streets in between classes (in between quests for him), he’d always have a new cut or bruise somewhere on his skin. But he was advancing quickly. Every time you saw him, he was further and further along in his independent studies. Last you checked, he was nearing the adept level courses. Despite his quick advances, battles were getting harder and more difficult. So he started asking you for help, which you did. You helped him in Firecat Alley, Triton Avenue, and Cyclops Lane. Dueling beside him was incredible, he was focused and valiant. He didn’t let the enemies get to him, no matter how cruel their taunts grew.

“Doesn’t it ever bother you?” You found yourself asking, as the two of you tiredly made your back back towards the Commons.

“What do you mean?”

“What these- these villains are saying to you? Surely, it has to get under your skin sometimes?”

Jungkook paused, dark eyes almost hidden by his reddish-pink hair. “Sometimes. In the beginning, it did a lot. But the more I fight them off, it’s just becoming more and more. . . annoying than hurtful.”

“Annoying?” You asked, almost chuckling.

“I mean, yeah it’s annoying!” Jungkook’s face broke into an exasperated expression. “‘You won’t get away with this, Young Wizard!’, ‘Malistaire is coming!’,’No puny wizard has ever defeated me!’ Puh-lease! As soon as they start saying stuff like that, the more it motivates me to win out of spite.”

That had both of you peeling over in laughter, earning a handful of odd looks from your fellow students and passing citizens.

The two of you grew closer and closer, but no matter what, he didn’t say much about his past. Nothing on where he was from, or how he got his last name or why he wasn’t properly enrolled in school. Nothing. It didn’t bug you much, you could understand not wanting to answer pestering questions about where you were from, so you didn’t ask. But with each quest the two of you completed, you only had more and more questions. You just felt out of the loop.

However, once his quests started taking him outside of Wizard City, he had to continue going out alone. You didn’t have permission to leave the city, only Jungkook and a few select transfer students were granted that permission. You did your best to keep in touch still, he’d stop by your dorm and ask odd questions about Kroks and other things related to sorcery. You directed him to the library. There wasn’t much else you could do to help, as you had your own studies to focus on.

The last time Jungkook came over though, it was the worst of them. It was already late at night, but you were still up, cram studying for your final mastery exam in two days. After re-reading the same sentence over and over about the differences between sunbirds and phoenixes, there was a harsh knock at the door.

With a yawn, you walked over to the door, opening it to see Jungkook, battered and bruised. His left eye was dark and near swollen shut, his lip was busted, and he was leaning on the door frame for support. “H-hi.”

“Oh my stars!” Your body immediately woke up, helping him into your dorm. You set him down at your desk as you rushed to your trunk, digging through it for a healing potion. Instead you found an old salve from home. It would have to do for now, you hadn’t had a chance to stock up on potions. Jar in hand, you made your way over to Jungkook. Opening the jar, you dipped your fingers in and took out a small glob. “This’ll feel a bit chilly.” Jungkook winced as the balm touched his skin, but he remained still as you continued to apply it to his wounds.

“Smells kinda funny.”

You chuckled at that. “Yeah, it does.”

“What is it?”

“It’s a yarrow-marshmallow salve. Honestly, I forgot I had it. My bubba probably packed it away for me.”

“Your bubba?”

You paused. You didn’t talk much about your homelife to anyone, no matter how much they asked. This was the first time you ever willingly brought it up. With a shaky breath, you continued. “Yea, he’s one of the men who raised me. They’re the only family I’ve ever known.”

“You weren’t raised by your parents?”

You shook your head. “I was found in the remains of an old village, it was attacked by these creatures called grendels. I was the only survivor. I was found, tucked away in a burnt down shack. Sten and Bo Silverwood, my papa and bubba. They found me, took me in, and raised me as their own. Don’t know who my birth parents were, all we could figure is they were pyromancers and traveling across the spiral, probably traders. But we’ll never know,” you shrugged. “And I’m okay with that, I love my dads. And I wouldn’t change anything about how I was raised.”

“You said you can’t go home.”

“Yes and no.” You huffed. “It’s not easy to get to Grizzleheim, it’s months of traveling the skyways. But even if the world door worked, I can’t go back. I was. . . I was a danger to the clan. I had no control over my magic and the king had no choice but to order me to attend Ravenwood until I learned to master it.” As soon as you started, you couldn’t stop. All these years, and you never shared your story with anyone, not outside Professor Falmea. “But my pyromancy mastery final is in a couple days. And next week, Bauldur Goldpaws will return to Wizard City and I’ll be able to go home again.”

Jungkook was quiet for a moment, his eyes downcast. “I’m also from far away but. . . I don’t think I’ll be able to return home.” You’re silent, waiting for him to continue. “I’m from Earth. Where I’m from there’s no magic or talking animals, or anything. It’s just people. Then one day, I almost set fire to my house with my bare hands. I don’t know what to do so I start running. And I ran, and ran and ran until my legs felt like jelly. It gets blurry from there but next thing I know, I’m in the Headmaster’s office.”

“You don’t know how you got here?”

Jungkook gnawed on his lower lip. “I can’t really talk about it. Ambrose said so.”

Orders from the Headmaster, so you let it drop. Maybe in time he’ll tell you in time, but until then, you’ll take what little answers you can. “Can you tell me about your last name?”

That had Jungkook break out into a grin. “He didn’t tell me there were reasons behind last names, just wanted me to have one to blend in. I just chose a random one, thought it was funny.” Now it was your turn to laugh. You smacked your hand over your mouth, trying to muffle your laughter. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. I’m dumb I know.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just, you’re-you’re going to endure weird looks for the rest of your life, you know that right?”

“I signed myself up for it, I just need to make up a convincing story for it.”

Once your laughter died down, you just smiled at Jungkook. With the salve applied, it was slowly bringing down the swelling and discoloration. Running a hand through his red hair, you sent him off. “It’s late. Get some rest.” He did as you were told, walking off toward his own dormitory.

The next morning, you stopped by to check on him, wanting to see how he was faring the day after but he was gone again. That poor boy is gonna get dragged all over the Spiral if he doesn’t learn to say no to a favor. But Jungkook was the farthest thing on your mind as your exam date was coming up. Your nose was stuck in a book or a scroll, you didn’t have time to think of anything else except acing this test and finally going home. That was your sole motivation.

The day of your final, Jungkook was outside your door.

“Hey-”

You cut him off before he could even begin. “Sorry, I really don’t have time.”

“But-”

“Listen, Jungkook, I really don’t have time. I really gotta go, I’m sorry.” You gave him a sad smile as you made a beeline for the School of Fire.

After three long agonizing hours of going through the different types of blade and shield combos, and the various types of spell casts from firecat to meteor strike to inferno salamander and their historical origins. You finally made it out. You answered every question to the best of your ability, and now all you had to do was wait for the results to be posted.

As you left the school house, Jungkook was waiting outside, sitting on the steps of Professor Falmea’s office tower.

“Jungkook, what are you doing here?”

“The door is open.”

His words puzzled you. “I’m sorry, what?”

“The door! You said the door to your home world was severed years ago yeah? Well it's open again.”

“What.”

“Ambrose just told me that the door to Grizzlehiem just opened, no one knows how or why, but it is. That’s what I tried telling you this morning!” He said, smiling. “You can go home.”

Dropping your items, you bolted. In the back of your mind, you knew that King Valgard wouldn’t be happy you weren’t a titled master yet, but damn him. Damn the technicalities, you knew you were a master. You just wanted to go home again. You pushed past all the other students as they entered the World Tree, not listening to their complaints as you rushed towards the door (you could vaguely hear Jungkook apologizing on your behalf as he ran after you).

Hand on the nozzle, you thought of Grizzleheim. Home. The smell of the pines, the crisp snowy air, the laughter of the bears in the Great Hall. You could see it all perfectly in your mind's eye as you opened that door. And there you were, on the other side of the rainbow bridge, at the world tree door.

“Oh, wow,” you heard Jungkook breathe out from behind you.

You took one step out the door; your boots crunched on the dirt beneath your feet as you stood there, taking it all in. “Papa! Bubba! I’m home!” You burst into another run, down the rainbow bride and towards the village, shouting at the top of your lungs. “Papa! Bubba! It’s me! I’m home!” Back on solid ground, you made your way towards your childhood home. Not one thing about this place changed, it was as if you’d stepped back into a memory.

“Little cub?” Your papa’s head poked out from the hut. He looked older, white hairs gathering around his snout and ears. But it was still every bit your papa.

“Papa!” You squealed, adrenaline pumping through your veins so hard, you couldn’t feel your lungs as they burned or how your legs ached with each step you stook. Your papa saw you in the nick of time, opening his arms wide enough for you to jump into his hold. Tears brimmed in your eyes as you dug your face into his chest.

“How- how can this be. . ?”

“Bubba!” You turned to see your other father, standing speechless in the kitchen. You jumped into his arms next. He returned your hug instantly, with your papa returning to hug you from behind once again. Tears were now freely rolling down your cheeks as you held your dads tight as you possibly could.

“I don’t understand, how- what?”

“The world tree door has been re-opened. I- I don’t know how but, I- I needed to come home. It’s been so long.” You cried, your hands gripping tightly onto Bubba’s fur. “I can control my powers. I did it. I learned. I can come home now, yeah.”

“Oh cub, of course.” Papa answered. “You did as you were told by the king. You can come home.” The three of you said nothing further after that, crying and holding each other. Relieved to finally see each other again after seven whole years.

From behind your group hug, you could hear someone clear their throat. “Oh,” you pulled away from your dads, seeing Jungkook standing awkwardly in the door frame. “Bubba, Papa, this is Jungkook Dragonpants. He’s my friend.”

“Dragonpants? What kind of a name is that?” Your Bubba asked, voice low.

“Bubba,” you groaned.

“It’s my name, sir,” he said, not backing down from your father’s clear intimidation attempt. He certainly was brave, very few could stare him in the eyes and not back down.

“Any friend of our cub’s is a friend of ours,” your papa said, narrowing his eyes at his husband. “Come in, tell us all your stories. Everything you left out in your letters.” With a smile, you nodded, turning back to Jungkook who was looking more outside. Wrapping a hand around his arm, you pulled him inside.

“Wait, hang on, is that Nick Jonas?”

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If i am not speaking and another system member is, the post will be tagged as "- [name]". I tag common triggers, flashing lights and eyestrain, etc, these will be tagged as "TW [topic]". also JSYK i block a fuck ton of people so like, yeah, I block anyone for any reason I want. I will also not unblock you. unless youre liek my friend or smth.

We have so many fictives sooo,, source list: TBHK, Omori, OneShot, Wolf Song the Movie (yknow, that one on youtube.), yugioh..... </3 .. sourcemates r cool to interact n stuff feel free to send an ask im just shy...

anon hate MUST be original no lame "kys" or "[slur]". i will judge you. try better. try harder. get good. if you send anon hate i will judge it and rate it out of 10 so please try your best.

i am weirdo fictionkin heres the list: hooni from suicide boy yayy,, faputa from made in abyss ( I FUCKING HATE THE SORUCE FOR BEING SO WEIRD OMFG AHGHH),, jolteon from pokemon. . im weird and fuckd up . much prefer if u dont rlly seperate me from me in sources. cuz i just am me. sorry. ig. just refer to me as me . thank you

I am critical of all of my interests!!

or more just i hate them agh just be normal omfgggg crying sobbing

if you wanna avoid a common trigger its most likely tagged #tw [topic]. i also tag eyestrain and flashing lights but usually i just tag it as "#eyestrain" or "#flashing". tbh i unfortunately cant be trusted to remember to tag any other specific trigger because of bad memory. i wont tag reclaimed slurs but i will tag slurs used in a mean way

Please do not DM me unless you actually really need to. Send me an ask if you want to DM me and specify that you want it answered privately if you want. but i AM UNCOMFY WITH DMS. unless we're friends or i DMed you first. otherwise i place a curse on you I MUCH prefer asks over DMs

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Racist, cultural appropriators.

Radqueers, trans-id/transX, transrace/trace (not adoptee term), support the term transplural, pro-contact/contact-complex/contact-neutral for harmful paraphillia, sway people away from getting help for harmful paraphillia, MAP/Pedo/zoo/necro. (also transspecies is ok if its not used in a transX way)

Fujoshi/variants. fetishize mlm/wlw, etc.

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Have minors on ur DNI (no offense im just a minor lol), NSFW-Focused blog

Post stolen art (includes AI images) / trace art without consent

other stuff is im neutral on factkin or kff tbh. and i think id rather stay neutral on tulpas as a term. i just dont fucking care. i dont involve myself in syscourse anymore, i might post more endogenic positivity later but id rather not due to the rampant harassment and infighting in the system community.

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weird-life-of-a-closet-fangirl · 1 year

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Just finished watching the first ten episodes of Power Rangers Jungle Fury, here are my thoughts:

-Jarrod is initially a jerk. He's also extremely dedicated (been training for ten years) and extremely strong (beat his sparring partner very quickly) and extremely arrogant (bullies Casey and the other cub). I am very excited to see his redemption arc.

-Casey has literally been at the academy for a week. He's got enough raw power to make Jarrod flinch. We stan.

-Master Mao should have chosen one of the other finalists to be the third guardian after he kicked Jarrod out. I'm still not sure why he chose Casey but I like him so its fine.

-If Jarrod hadn't attacked Master Mao, Dai Shi's spirit wouldn't have escaped the box and possessed him. He brought that upon himself because he didn't know how to take the L.

-If this wasn't a kids show it would be a lot more gory and gruesome. Even with the morphing grid giving the rangers enhanced healing and strength and taking part of the damage they recieve in battle, the injuries they recieve while fighting would be pretty bad. Casey got slammed through multiple pillars and poisoned by scorpion venom. Theo fell off a skyscraper. They've all been caught in multiple explosions. Legally, they should be dead.

-Also, the amount of property damage being done by these evil monster attacks... I'm assuming they've got special insurance for that in this universe though, since the power rangers are a regular occurrence.

-Sometimes I remember that Theo and Lily trained with Jarrod for a very long time and get sad because they're fighting someone who used to be a friend. Like sure, Casey only knows the guy as a bully, so its probably not as rough on him, but for Lily and Theo, it can't have been easy to see their new friend go up against their old friend in battle.

-Also, I liked that they took an episode to talk about the rangers' insecurities and fears, with Casey still feeling like an outsider in their group, Lily being worried that her friends might die in the fight against Dai Shi, and Theo being worried that Casey's going to steal his best friend.

-I am THOROUGHLY invested in Camille and Dai Shi's relationship. It seems to me that they had some sort of relationship before his imprisonment (like we're talking super close, because she calls him by name instead of calling him my lord), and Camille is still hoping they could go back to how things were. Whatever relationship they had pre-canon, I doubt it was a good one, seeing how Camille is constantly trying to flatter him and appease him so she doesn't get destroyed.

-But- and this is my personal headcanon- I fully believe Dai Shi may have gone a little insane after being trapped in a box for ten thousand years. Camille also mentions hiding in a wall for ten thousand years but I feel like she might have gone out into the world every now and then. There's also the matter of Flit, who lives in her throat and refuses to shut up- he might have been good company during those ten thousand years that she was hiding. Anyway my point is that Camille managed to stay sane. Dai Shi probably didn't.

-The scene where Dai Shi suggests that Camille should risk being destroyed by the rangers in the process of becoming stronger because "if you truly want my admiration, my love, isn't that a chance you would take?" had me internally screaming, like oh my god this bitch??? And then when she kills Naja and takes his life talons and turns to Dai Shi for approval and he's just. Not there?? And then when she's talking to him later and he says "if you're waiting for a thank you, don't. Loyalty is something I expect." Anyway their relationship is looking a little one sided, and if it's not, Camille should totally dump him bc he sucks.

-Also something else I found interesting is that when Dai Shi brought Carnisoar back, Carnisoar was talking about how he's not at his full evil potential because there's still some good left in him. This, combined with the fact that Dai Shi refers to Jarrod's memories as his own, leads me to believe that Dai Shi is having a hard time differentiating himself from Jarrod since they're in the same body.

-Theo is just like me fr and I love him! His training with Master Swoop was just me him getting therapy for his anxiety.

-The little B plot in ep 9 with Casey teaching the kid about how the choices we make define our character and how they juxtaposed it with Carnisoar manipulating Jarrod's memories to erase every good and kind choice he ever made was a great storytelling move. I also liked the extra insight it gave us into Jarrod's character, because until then, I just thought he was a jerk, but he has a very strong moral code (which Carnisoar forces him to break, allowing Dai Shi to grow stronger as Jarrod's soul gets steeped in negativity)

-I'm very glad I decided to rewatch this because this is fun!

#power rangers jungle fury #long post #I have so many thoughts about this show its so fun #should I add a read more?#im gonna add a read more #edit: had to go back and edit jarrod's name bc apparently i spelled it wrong

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a-tortured-poet · 6 months

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the cleveland guardians (taylor’s version) aka specifically taylor swift lyrics that remind me of the boys (ty @lalaloobzy for the inspiration)

the last great american dynasty, but specifically the bridge: “they say she was seen on occasion, pacing the rocks, staring out on the midnight sea” - for some reason it just makes me think of that time when kip played for the cubs (i think?) and tipped his hat to the empty stands in cleveland during 2020 but also “and then it was bought by me” bc it implies a new era of chaotic energy (in the best way) within our organization

the great war: “there’s no morning glory, it was war it wasn’t fair” - this seems self explanatory

begin again: “i’ve been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does is break, and burn, and end. but on a wednesday, in a cafe, i watched it begin again” - this just makes me feel hopeful for the future? like when it’s a new season or we get new players, etc.

peace: “i’d give you my sunshine, give you my best, but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standing with me.” - aka we’re gonna try hard and have fun but we aren’t gonna win (for the most part)

long story short: “past me, i wanna tell you not to get lost in these petty things. your nemeses will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing.” - this rly makes me think of like around 2022 alds time, it’s also something i wish i could go back and tell myself (especially as someone who is so ride or die for josh naylor, given the drama surrounding him at the time)

electric touch: “all i know is this could either break my heart, or bring it back to life.” - how i feel literally every game

change: literally the whole song but specifically “they might be bigger but we’re faster and never scared” - this also doesn’t need any explanation

the very first night: “we were built to fall apart. we broke the status quo, then we broke each other’s hearts” -we defy everyone’s expectations and then we lose right after

forever winter: “live my life scared to death, he’ll decide to leave instead” - josé ramírez, do i need to explain further than that? hoax: “you know i left a part of me back in new york. you knew the hero died so what’s the movie for? you knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart.” - OUCHHH 2022 alds ☹️

dear reader *i couldn’t narrow it down to just one lyric for this so here are multiple*:

“you don’t have to answer just ‘cause they asked you”

“bend when you can, snap when you have to”

“you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking”

“my friends found friends who care, no one sees when you lose when you’re playing solitaire.” - ALL of the above are josey and you cannot tell me im wrong

the archer: “who could ever leave me darling? but who could stay” and the entire “they see right through me, they see right through me” part - bc no fr…who COULD stay?

castles crumbling: “now they’re screaming at the palace front gates, used to chant my name, now they’re screaming that they hate me.” and “you don’t want to know me, i will just let you down” - ever since this came out it has literally played in my head every time one of the boys is expected to be the ‘hero’ in a precarious situation but ultimately fucks up/we don’t win/etc

look what you made me do: “honey i rose up from the dead, i do it all the time” and “all i think about is karma” - just waiting for karma to do its thing towards anyone who has wronged us 🤷‍♀️

#genuinely nobody cares #but i like explaining it - also sorry for the long post #mlb baseball #baseball #cleveland guardians #taylor swift #music

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sin1039 · 1 year

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Okay, I know it's been a while, but I've been working on Li-mei's backstory, and here is the first part of it, so enjoy! P.s. don't know how many parts there's going to be in this, so yeah, bare with me on this one, guys...😅

Li-mei's backstory part one

Li-mei's parents were named, Wang Lei Lin and Meilin Lin. Her father is actually a stone monkey, like the monkey king, sun wukong. Who was taken in by a martial arts master, Chih-Cheng Lin, who came from a long line of martial arts masters and ran the family dojo. Chih-Cheng adopted Wang Lei when he was just a cub, taught him all things martial arts, and even taught him to use his powers to help others. Meilin was raised in a humble home with loving parents, unlike Wang Lei, Meilin was human. She met Wang Lei by chance in their early adult hood. Like any other, they fell in love and decided to marry. A year later, they had their first child, Feng Lin. He was born a monkey, and like any child, he was a very bright boy and was gifted with the ability to manipulate nature to his will. Soon, he was also taught martial arts and was training in the dojo. 7 years later, Meilin was expecting their second child, Wang Lei, and Meilin were over joyed and even happier when they found out it would be a girl, but there were complications during the pregnancy Meilin would constantly get sick and end up at the hospital, by the last few months of her pregnancy, the doctor told Wang Lei that Meilin was severely ill and that there is a chance that she and the baby might die. Meilin was determined to let their child live, even if it meant for her to die for her child. Then, the day to give birth came snd Li-mei was born, but sadly, due to complications and being ill, Meilin was dying, and there wasn't much that the doctors could do. Before Meilin died, she held Li-mei in her arms, and her final words to Li-mei were, "I love you, my little starlight..." Broken hearted by their lost, Wang Lei, Feng and Chih-Cheng loved and adored Li-mei to no ends. They all did their best to raise Li-mei and even taught her martial arts as well. Li-mei was a very fast learner and had the ability to heal all wounds and ailments, but it does take its toll on her physically, the greater the wounds and ailments, the more it affects her.

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid fanart #lego monkie kid oc #monkie kid au #lmk #lego macaque #macaque fanart #monkie kid macaque #lmk macaque #macaque x oc #lmk oc x canon #lmk ocs #lmk original character #lmk oc art #lmk oc #lmk au #lmk au art #lmk aus

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royalreef · 1 year

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@fstbmp inquired: I don't have anything in particular to ask but what's your Least favorite thing to see when sb writes Animals :tm: ?

(( Just because it’s been on my mind lately: treating animals as automatons.

I’ve seen this SO MUCH — where an animal is given A Stimulus and thus has to react in a given Response. You see this most with predators. They spot a prey animal, or see a threat, or there’s blood in the water, or WHATEVER, and they will immediately drop everything else that they’re doing to go chase something or kill something or what have you. They’ll also be loud and noisy and roar, even when hunting something, or when they burst out from an ambush, because the element of surprise is clearly not a factor here. I also like to call this “making animals stupid” because... it really does!

Predators, for instance, actually have a lot of factors that they weigh out when considering going after a prey item. The terrain, the weather, the season, the current availability of prey, the predator’s own bodily state, light vs dark, open vs cover, their own hunger and need, the species of prey, the predator’s memory, and so on and so forth. A predator knows when it’s hungry and when it’s not. A predator also knows if prey is rarer at a given time, or how much energy it’ll cost to kill and eat that prey item. There’s also the aspect of the age and health of the prey as well, because the reason that predators target the sick and the young and the old is not just because they’re easier, but because they can’t fight back as well. A lot of predators actually die to their prey, and a predator also knows that if a prey item injures them, then this likely means starvation and a slow death regardless. An injured predator can’t hunt, and there are no antibiotics in the wild.

It also entirely disregards an aspect of animals that is entirely glossed over in virtually all media: communication between different species.

This isn’t referring to specifically “talking” to another animal, but in the fact that animals are pretty good at loosely knowing what body language means. They can tell if another animal is behaving aggressively, or acting frightened, or if they’re hunting, or if they’re being calm. This is why so much advice on wild animals starts with “Don’t panic” — because you freaking out and flailing around also looks, to other animals, aggressive or defensive.

This is why you can see lions at watering holes calmly drinking beside their prey species — because they can tell that the lions aren’t hunting. This is also where you see the Clever Hans effect, because animals can tell when another animal is excited about something, and even moreso if you reward them for it.

And all of this is entirely disregarded in most media. A predator that’s fighting another predator will disregard the other completely to go chase after some humans. An animal will abandon its kill to chase after the smaller humans. An animal that is entirely relaxed and at a distance away from everyone else will quickly approach when it spots a human.

I think the most egregious example of this is actually the line of advice for bear attacks that goes “If it’s black, fight back, if it’s brown, lie down” which fundamentally misunderstands how bears work. Not only is there the issue of, both these species of bear can have black or brown coloration, but there’s the issue of bears don’t attack for no reason. A much more effective method is knowing WHY the bear is attacking and how it’s acting. Does it expect food from you, and is thus begging and acting unusually calm and lenient around humans? Is it aggressive and territorial, perhaps with cubs in the area? Is it one of the rare cases where it’s actually hunting and stalking you? Have you just gotten too close up in it’s business and just need to give it some space? Did you approach it or did it approach you? These are not behaviors nor traits that are limited by species, and CRUCIALLY alter what you should do in any given situation.

Alternatively, I think media is GREAT when it subverts this expectation. I haven’t seen the movie in specific, but there is a scene in one of the newer Kong movies where a character tries to make a heroic sacrifice, by having live explosives on his person and expecting the monster to eat him, that is all for naught when the monster then smacks him away.

And, while I will crucially remind you that I haven’t seen the rest of the movie, that scene alone was a GENIUS moment for me. This animal probably knows what explosives do at this point! It probably knows it’s big and loud and dangerous! It can probably smell them on him! An animal can recognize when another animal, even a prey animal, has something “wrong” with it and can then reject it or even smack it further away from itself!

I just hate it when people think and write animals as being totally unable to reason or weigh their current options, and instead just react to whatever’s put in front of them, and alternatively think it can be really fun when media understands that animals aren’t stupid.

#Most secret royal advisor || OOC #Dreaded rumors || Asks #fstbmp #(( this is Very Long oops #(( but yeah another big pet peeve i have is just. not realizing that predators also fear their prey.#(( you shouldnt feed live mice to pet reptiles because they can chew through their heads or even their spines.#(( hell i pre-kill mealworms for my tarantulas and there are horror stories about them being eaten by mealworms and crickets #(( zebras can and will kill lions. deer can kill coyotes. hunting is a fucking risky business.#(( and if youre a predator then your food has legs. so you cant eat if you ever get injured.#(( hell theres also my personal favorite among these stories #(( of prey animals that were eaten live and then chestburster their way out of their prey #(( being a predator is a risky business and prey species dont exist as walking hamburgers #(( a rabbit knows it can bite down to bone and even through it if it has to

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redroseinsanity · 1 year

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Make your ex a bug (feed it to the beasts) - Daisuga

TW: Mentions of bugs and frozen rodents getting eaten, nothing gory but just in case!

Basically I found out you can do this for real, cackled then decided I had to do a drabble. Details below!

"You named a cockroach what?" Daichi asks flatly, his incredulity tamping down the urge to rub his temples where a tension headache is already forming.

"Zach!" Noya chirps, puffing his chest out with pride, "You know, your stinky ass ex who-"

"No, I know who Zach is," Daichi interrupts. He's been trying to forget the guy, not get a rehash, "What I want to know is why you paid ten bucks to name a cockroach after him?"

"Cause he's scum like roaches!" Tanaka jumps in, indignant anger on Daichi's behalf lining the frown on his face.

"Yeah and also cause you can watch Roach Zach get gobbled up by a ferocious animal like he justly deserves!" Noya announces and he's lost Daichi there.

"What."

Daichi darts a look at Ennoshita for support but his assistant manager just shrugs with a resigned expression as if to say that Daichi's on his own for this one.

"The zoo! They have this awesome valentine's day special and you get to pay to name a bug or rat or veggie after your ex and then watch it get eaten up by the animals!" Tanaka shoves his phone in Daichi's face and after three minutes, Daichi has to admit it's a pretty interesting concept.

"We got you a ticket and this is your timeslot so go watch Roach Zach get chomped on," Noya stuffs a flimsy paper ticket in Daichi's hand and Tanaka nods fervently over his shoulder.

Daichi casts one more helpless look at Ennoshita who, the traitor, just pats Daichi on the back as he heads to the door.

"No harm, right?" Ennoshita throws over his shoulder as he steps out into the night.

Apparently, no harm doesn't mean no emotional casualties considering that his team has just sent him to the zoo on Valentine's day. It's practically choking with saccharine couples who somehow all seem to have flowers and matching outfits.

Daichi considers turning around twice, once at the bear exhibit (he doesn't because he gets distracted by how cute the cubs are) and once more just before he reaches the meerkat enclosure.

It's right next to the reptile exhibit so he ducks into the darkened room and finds it more crowded than he would expect.

Trying to just huddle in the corner to regain his bearings he parks himself at the wall facing the snakes and adjacent to the lizards.

It's strangely fascinating to watch the lazy way they coil and uncoil, their little tongues occasionally popping out to taste the air.

Things get heated when booted feet appear and a package drops into the enclosure. The snake eagerly slithers over to inspect it before carefully swallowing it whole.

"Take that, Jacob, you ratass bitch," A gorgeous voice mutters next to Daichi and honestly, with the combination of that voice and the sentence it had uttered, could anyone blame him for turning to look?

Illuminated in the faintly greenish light from the exhibits is a man who seems too beautiful to be human. Except for the fact that he's in combat boots, ripped jeans and a very comfy looking sweater. And except for the fact that he's cussing out someone named Jacob with every rat that is fed to the reptiles.

"That's right, you don't even deserve to get chewed, just marinate in digestive juices until you die," Comes the voice again, filled with murderous rage and stunning for it.

"You piece of crap, you know why I didn't name a veggie after you even though the thought of you being munched to death by a tortoise was quite satisfying?" The beautiful stranger continues under his breath, his face charming with all its expressive movements, "Because vegetables are good for you and you weren't good for me at all!"

It's then that he catches sight of Daichi's gaze and it seems like he flushes a little bit under the dim light, Daichi can't tell.

"Sorry, I just um, need to get this out of my system," Beautiful stranger smiles and Daichi forgets they're in a couple-ridden zoo for a blinding second, "Or else I'll be feeding my real ex to the snakes instead of just rats."

"Oh, no, I understand," Daichi is quick to assure him, suddenly grateful for the little timing stub in his hand, "My ex is a cockroach."

There's a brief pause wherein Daichi panics about whatever he's just spewed, but the man's face positively glows as he lights up.

"Oh man, I wanted to get a cockroach naming slot cause I thought the meerkats were so cute! But they'd all sold out by the time I tried," He pouts a little but that's really all Daichi needs to hold out his ticket stub.

"You can come with me later, if you want, I mean, to see the meerkats eat my ex."

It's the weirdest sentence Daichi has ever said in his entire life but the stranger gives him such a look of child-like delight that Daichi doesn't dwell on it too long, overwhelmed by the sight of joy on this angelic face.

"Can I! Yes, please, lemme just finish watching Jacob get decimated by reptiles," He turns his attention back to where the bigger lizards are also getting fed.

"Yeah, that's it, mess him up!" He cheers as one of the frozen rodents gets flung around in a tussle for food.

"Wait, wasn't Jacob there?" Daichi gestures vaguely at the first tank.

That's when the edges of the stranger's smile turns into something devious. It should make Daichi want to run for it but all it does is make his knees go weak.

"I bought every rat for feeding time today so I could watch my rat bastard ex receive his just deserts," He explains.

Daichi has to admit that paying for twenty over frozen rodents just to name them after your ex is pretty dedicated. It's also cheaper than therapy.

"Anyway, the money goes towards saving more animals so it's all good," The stranger laughs and it's free from the hardness in his eyes that have been there from the start.

Daichi can't look away.

"Must be a pretty big rat ass to deserve this," He says as the stranger pinches Daichi’s sleeve and starts walking them out.

"He was beyond controlling, it was always 'Suga, wear this, eat this, do this' or 'Suga, why can't you see things from my perspective, everyone in your life sucks', I'm Suga, by the way," Suga flashes a grin back at Daichi as they weave their way through the crowd.

Daichi, still reeling from the thought of such a horrible ex and the effects of that brilliant smile, offers his own name in a clumsy and belated manner.

"Also, he took all the money in our joint account and ran for it," Suga's eyes are hazel in the sunlight when they step out of the reptile area, and they turn steely at this point.

Daichi is angry beyond words, over a stranger, but tha fact that he just met this man does nothing to ease the vehement emotion that rises up as Suga tells him about Jacob the Rat.

Suga glances over when they find a good spot at the meerkat enclosure and bumps his shoulder against Daichi in a familiar gesture.

"Aww don't need to get angry, I'm letting it all out today so that I can move on," Suga's smile has lost some of the strain and there's a calm attitude that seems to settle over him as he watches the meerkats scamper around.

“Besides,” Suga adds in a light tone with a quietly ferocious expression that Daichi is desperately hoping to see more of, “I got the money back and I didn’t even need to break any fingers to do it.”

Daichi nods slowly as the keeper strides into the meerkat enclosure.

His brain is going, Welp, seems dangerous, we should go and never speak to him again.

Every other part of him screams, ARE YOU KIDDING, I love it, we’re not going anywhere.

Contrary to what Noya and Tanaka were expecting, Roach Zach is not fed to any bloodthirsty animals but fuzzy meerkats that Daichi and Suga coo over as they munch on their bug treats. Either way, Daichi can’t really feel disappointed when the meerkats tear into his ex with such relish and he’s happy that such cute critters get a delicious snack.

“You should take a video and send it to…” Suga turns questioningly to Daichi.

“Zach,” Daichi supplies, but makes no move to take his phone out, “Nah, this is pretty gratifying in itself.”

Suga whips his phone out to film it instead, telling Daichi he can just keep it for days when he feels down and Daichi has to admit, it doesn’t seem like such a bad idea.

“What about you?” Daichi asks, when they exchange numbers and the video gets sent to him, “You didn’t take any videos of uh, Jacob getting demolished?”

“Oh,” A wicked grin curves Suga’s lips and Daichi is gone, “I picked the option to have it filmed professionally and sent to my email.”

“Also, it gets sent to Jacob’s email since I provided that too,” Suga adds with vindictive glee.

The expression fades a little when Suga sees Daichi’s somewhat dazed look.

“Sorry, too much?” Suga bites his lip, “I know I’m a bit intense but I-”

“Please date me,” Daichi blurts, flushing immediately when he registers what he’s just said while Suga’s grin returns full force.

“I mean, you don’t have to,” Daichi backpedals, remembering Suga’s controlling ex, “I would love to grab a meal or just-”

“Yes,” Suga interrupts.

Daichi is so out of his depth.

“What?”

“I said, yes,” Suga tugs Daichi towards the exit as the last bug is fed to the meerkats.

They’re surrounded by lovey dovey couples but it doesn’t feel as suffocating as it did before. All he can see is Suga’s radiant face with a hint of mischief, laughing as they leave the zoo.

“I hate Valentine’s day,” Suga confesses over their lunch, “So if anyone asks, we got together on the 15th, okay?”

Daichi doesn’t care about Valentine’s day or the calendar or anything else. Suga could have proposed a non-existent date and he would have agreed.

“Have dinner with me tomorrow? I’ll ask you again and you can say yes again” He asks, watching a smile light up Suga’s face. He doesn’t really know this man, but he’s dying to learn more.

That’s exactly what he’ll do.

It’s the first of many, they’ll learn, as Suga grins and says, ”Yes.”

I found out that this is a real thing that the SA zoo does and they offer this internationally so no matter where you are you can also get a video of your least liked person getting eaten by an animal.

The money goes towards the animals so it’s funny and for a good cause~

#daisuga #daisuga fluff #meetcute #haikyuu!!#sawamura daichi #sugawara koushi #haikyuu fic #daisuga fic #valentine's day #sazoo #redwrites

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sansxfuckyou · 1 year

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Like you've just forgotten / Edens fruit is rotten

Summary: You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain, its just, he never expected any of his family to live long enough for a villain arc.

Warnings: Betrayal, brain washing, check tags for further warnings.

Authors Notes: For some reason all I can write for these four fuckers is poetic angst and honestly, I have no clue how to feel about that right now, title taken from Nimbasa Core by Plasterbrain, once again, I take reblogs as a form of currency over likes

Everything they do for each other, they do it out of love.

They need each other to work, to survive, to live and manage down below the surfaces edge.

As you can't separate a lion from her cubs, you can't separate a mutant from his kin.

Well, that's a lie.

You can separate a mutant from his few and far in between kin, but do you really want to find out what happens when you do? Do you really, desperately want to know what will happen when you take a pillar from a foundation holding up a city? Do you really need to learn what happens when a leader is torn from his team and his family and his drive to keep on going?

He breaks.

He breaks before the city does.

Shattering in the hand that leads and destroys him, crumbling under the gaze that he despises and that he follows.

Then his family comes to find him, comes to save him and follow him and help him and bring him back. But they can't as the life around them shrivels up and turns to black, turning to darkness, truest hues and pigmentation disappearing.

When the royal blue that leads mutants to victory turns to the black of ancient calligraphy and squids of the deepest depths everyone knows things have changed. When the brightest, bloodiest red a mutant has ever seen fades out into black of inked parchments and ravens feathers fluttering down from trees above everyone knows bade things are happening. When the happiest orange, the most amazing orange becomes a black like sky above on a starless night and like the pits of the ocean below. And finally, against all odds, royal purple turns into an over-saturated hue and is drenched in a black like a broken loading screen, there is nothing left.

The foundations have begun to decay, their pillars of existence collapsing out from under them.

They fall further and further from the tree of the Hamato clan with every single passing day under the Foot clans protection, under the Foot clans lies and training and mind wiping. Every night they fall asleep and they know their name, they say good night to each other, repeating their names and curling under their blue, red, orange and purple bed sheets. Every morning they wake up, repeat their names and head out to eat, then they train until they're sent on a mission together, no one has separated them yet.

Months pass and the city starts to crumble with two humans and a rat as the last line of defense, turtles and Hamatos are yet to cross paths again, the Foot clan makes sure of that. By then, they've already forgotten their names, whose Michelangelo, whose Leonardo, whose Raphael, whose Donatello, they all respond when a name is called, unsure of who it belongs to. The remedy to that aching problem is codes, B-03, O-12, R-87, D-20, they all respond to their title when its called and they don't question orders, and they do what they're told when they're are told.

They don't even know what they once were or what they're becoming.

#tmnt #tmnt fanfic #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fic #teenage mutant ninja turtles #writing #oneshot #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #fan fiction #ask to tag #tw brainwashing

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bluest-planet · 2 months

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Tigre

Theres a tiger cub on the ground crawling and crying

Immediately i pick her up in my own big paws, careful not to hurt her with my overgrown claws

Shes so skinny, so pale, sleepless and tiny. Why would someone leave you put here, in the cold?

I'm scared she wont make it, that the little tigress is too far gone. Its really cruel, everyone else sees a beast, a monster. People see stripes, orange, and all that signals is danger.

But that's mean. Its really fucking mean. She just wants to live, and you're all put here, starving her of everything just because of what she might be.

I don't care if she bites, if she claws, if she screams. Maybe its a little annoying at first, a little frustrating, but only because I know that if anyone else were to walk near, they'd put her to death for good. Just for daring to be a nuisance.

People have no compassion for useless, annoying things. At least, most people cant appreciate anything pass its usefulness because of this god awful rat race.

On one hand, i get why. I technically shouldn't blame them.

But i still dont forgive them, i dont care anymore. You're all too blinded by survival to care about anything inconvenient, but whats the point in surviving in the face of such indifference?

Its mean. Its horrific, what neglect and apathy can do. Far more dangerous than any fangs or claws.

So its just me and the cub, sitting isolated in a single room- no, a cage with vitriolic steel bars. They burn me like they do fairies. All brand new stripes.

Pacing makes the mind feel as if it is being productive, but all I'm doing is a futile task. I'm just slowing down the atrophie.

So i give up, not on the cub, but myself. Im tired of the visitors, of the constant having to get up and pace 'one more time' just to feel real. Eventually, you'll die from blood loss if you never let the wound heal. Never eat. Never sleep. Never rest. You can't regain the energy needed.

The bars melt away into a steel door; some privacy, for once. but i can still see light flickering under the crack. Its a light ive admired before. Laying my ear against the door just to hear the others living just behind it so i can soothe myself to finally sleep.

A few visitors know that story, only before the door was a warm oak not a cold steel.

My stomach is growling, exactly like the cubs. Shes gone quiet, in my way to big, blood covered claws. Im sorry. I'm sorry i couldn't keep you warm, and that no one even noticed your tiny thin body's disappearence, they accepted a changeling without a second glance to see if what they had was the real one.

The only one who noticed was your own changeling; me. Only, neither of us got the life we expected getting swapped.

Id say i love you, even if it was a lie, just to comfort you but it wouldn't mean anything coming from our own mouth. Just another truth of neglect.

Sometimes it feels like im headless. Maybe then it would be better, so i could slip out of the iron collar around my neck. But thats a just a daydream to savour, its umami.

Its tough to be a tiger.

#Turquoise Manuscripts #blue speaks #had a friend argue what i did was poetry #maybe it is. theyre just musings.#vent post #i guess.#might move these to smth else someday #i cant sleep #i really want to sleep.#not being able to do that is its own special hell

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lcstkey · 2 years

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Trigger Warnings: death mention, murder attempt, murder

When Artemis first heard of the “Voidsent”, it is through rumors and whispers throughout the Caroline Canopy and Old Gridania. From their rumored description, she mistook them for the yellow-eyed creatures that lurked in the shadows and consumed the hearts of the Star and its occupants.

The young adventurer hears of a location where they could be observed and observe she does. She staked out the Haukke Mansion from a safe distance and soon realized that the Voidsent weren’t related to these shadows at all. From what she observed, their preference for the dark and their inhumane shape were the only things that they had in common.

She did suspect that there may be a door that connected wherever Voidsent were from to the manor, but never did find or sense one on its perimeter. She couldn’t see a way inside the manor without alerting the Wood Wailer that stood guard at its front door. So, the young adventurer put that endeavor aside.

Ala Mhigan and Garlean were labels that Artemis had been called before. While she’d still be an outsider to Gridania and perhaps to Eorzea as a whole, she had accepted them without complaint because they meant that she belonged on this Star and the thought of her being from another Star wouldn’t cross anyone’s mind. Perhaps that is why suddenly being called “Voidsent” had caught her so off guard.

Artemis had accepted a request to deliver supplies to Florentel’s Spire in the North Shroud. After the adventurer finished her task and was heading back, she had caught sight of one of those Floating Eyes and chose to give chase lest that they’d trouble some other adventurer. Turned out that the one monster that she chased led her straight toward Alder Springs and into an ambushed group of Wood Wailers led by Carlisle himself.

It's a split-second decision which broke a promise to herself; the promise that she wouldn’t use her power unless it was an absolute must. Artemis forgoes the lance and the bow in favor of Eblis’ power and the keyblade. She told herself that she needed Eblis’ speed to reach them in time. Yet, the power of both Eblis and the keyblade felt comforting.

But the young adventurer couldn’t shake off the shock and fear on the group’s faces as she slew the Floating Eyes with terrifying ease. It had to be okay; they’re alive and lived to survive the horrible encounter. It should be okay.

While she hadn’t been expecting their thanks, most especially from Carlisle himself, she certainly wasn’t expecting their sudden hostility toward her. Even after Artemis lets go of Eblis’ power, the majority of them were furious toward her and her ‘evil’ and dark power. So furious and loud that it scared her enough to take several steps back toward the ledge of the cliff behind her. Her mind filling, eyes wide, with dread, she couldn’t even get a word in as any attempt to explain herself died in her throat.

“I’d rather die than to be saved by a Voidsent hiding in a mortal’s skin.” Says Carlisle as he roughly shoves her off the cliff with no hesitation and no remorse, then he looks away, back at the group, “We’ll tell them at the Canopy that she slipped off the cliffside trying to save us from those monsters.”

One by one, each member of his group walked off except for a copper-haired Elezen man who stood there and watched the cliffside in shock. He turns around to walk back to the Canopy to not only watch Carlisle start to weave his web of lies but to check on the squirrel and griffin cub the young adventurer had left behind there.

#A Dangerous Thing #Part 1 #V: A New Home [FF14 x KH AU] | Drabble #drabbles #drabble #this takes place around the tail-end of Heavensward #death mention tw #murder attempt tw #murder tw

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tbh companies should just hire fans to do lore and shit bc i like our ideas so much better than actual canon. i feel like companies just add elements and scenes bc they look cool without much thought and fans are trained to treat every detail like its important. i bet half the lore is accidental bc they didn't realize the details added to ~spice it up~ would make people want to theorize

okay nOW im thinking about solon bc i think from an experimental/scientific standpoint, the organization would want to see how different species handle the superpowered gene. would it be too much of a reach to say they used a pregnant werewolf woman as a test subject? in the comic and webnovel, everyone is surprised that solon is mixed because "the two races are enemies"— which implies that at least one of those conditions (vampirism or lycanthropy) can be bred/inherited genetically. if most vampires are low-grade vamps with little function, i dont know if they could even Have children. that could explain solon as a whole- he isn't a half-breed made from the impossible union of a vamp/wolf couple, he was a werewolf cub who got force-fed vampire blood, and since those two traits shouldn't exist together, his body kind of shut down his ability. and NOW im thinking of a solon who HAD a power all his life paired with his lycanthropy, having that ripped away from him when he was turned into a vampire. imagine the bitterness and isolation from his brothers, the process of realizing his power that he took for granted is gone, and now he's a creature he instinctively hates.

i realize none of this is canon-compliant bc the brothers claim to have never seen solon's ability/don't know about his werewolf side (which is STUPID, BY THE WAY. YOU SPEND DECADES TOGETHER AS IMMORTAL TEENS AND GREW UP IN THE SAME ORPHANAGE THERES NO WAY YOU DONT KNOW), but i dont care this is mY hyper fixation and iM PICKING THE HEADCANONS

as for why sooha is still alive w her powers while being human, i think i can allow some "chosen one" plot armor or attribute it to the fact that she hardly ever used hers as a child due to her mom's fears, which allowed her body to grow and mature until she was strong enough to handle her powers, instead of being experimented on and forced to use it as a very young child whose body would crumble under the stress. the organization just didn't think of waiting long enough for these kids to grow strong enough to not DIE.

ok this is long last thing i LOVE LOVE UR CHRIS IDEAS. YES. THAT EXPLAINS SO MUCH.

-vrvr anon

SERIOUSLY THOUGH or like i told one of my friends a little while ago they should have had whoever wrote the album intros and outros write the webnovel because that wad some actually good/decent/compelling writing (way better than whoever the fuck is writing the webnovel now anyway). but yeah it really feels like a lot of the time companies just put cool-looking shots into mvs for the sake of aesthetics, not expecting them to be read into that much, but we are conditioned to read into everything as closely as possible so. that doesnt exactly work out for them lmao

about solon: that makes a ton of sense actually-- my ORIGINAL idea about him was that he was a boy that got turned into a vampire like the others, but then an accident happened and he got bit by a werewolf OR the organization gave him werewolf genes too just to see what would happen, but after everything we've talked about that makes way more sense. plus, vampires are literally dead, while werewolves are still living creatures—it would make sense that being a werewolf is something genetic, while vampirism isnt (the way i see it, vampires reproduce by biting people or giving them vampire blood to create new vampires—sexual reproduction just isnt a thing that happens with them). that also adds a WHOLE lot of angsty layers onto solon because... he was literally forced into being something that was the opposite of everything he'd been born as (i have a lot of feelings about werewolves being the pinnacle of life to oppose vampires being the pinnacle of death). fucking OUCH, dude.

and yeah no im totally ditching the idea of the brothers not being aware of solon's werewolf-ness or powers for the sake of this story because,, its dumb lmao. theyre his BROTHERS dude theres no way they wouldnt know. and on top of that—forewarning im gonna inject some more angst into this because i can—werewolves are pack animals, arent they? so now im getting this mental image of itty bitty baby solon, living in this small closely-knit little community made up of all the other genetically-enhanced kids and their moms, growing so attached to all of them; not just his brothers, but sooha and the other boys' mothers, too. that's his pack. his family. wolf packs raise cubs communally (or at least i think they do), so im picturing this little community behaving in much the same way; the eight mothers are closer than close, bonded through their shared experience at the orphanage. they take care of their babies together, live together, everything—then all of a sudden that gets ripped out from under them.

the orphanage has come to take back their babies. maybe the boys' seven moms end up being killed, so they really ARE left as orphans, and sooha's mom is the only one left. at the orphanage, the brothers' memories are wiped, so they dont remember anything about their families or the lives they had before—but solon has this sense of inexplicable loneliness, greater than any of the others'. for some reason he feels like he's lost something monumental and he can't even remember what. all he knows is these six other boys, who he doesn't remember but somehow feels like he's known his whole life—and they don't remember him either but they know how painful it is to be a wolf without a pack, so they comfort him. they become his pack; his family. and then, years later when they meet sooha—again, not that any of them know it—he hates her at first, or thinks he does; but deep down in his heart is an ache that says, i know you.

(OOF i didnt mean for that to get so in depth hsjdhdjdb-- i guess i had a lot of unexplored thoughts about werewolves, huh?)

oh and a couple less-angsty (sort of?) werewolf solon thoughts . in the scenario where the brothers all know solon is a werewolf and love him unconditionally regardless of it, i feel like their rivalry with the sunshine city wolves is less "ew disgusting abhorent werewolves trying to take us down >:(" and more "stop accusing us of murder, trespassing on our property, and attacking us unprovoked you fucks we are literally just chilling" lmao (especially because here the vampires are trying to lay low to stay under the orphanage's radar, and then these fuckass werewolves come in like MMMM I SMELL VAMPIRE. that's gotta cause some problems on the conspicuousness front)

i dont mind a little "chosen one" plot armor for sooha as long as its along the vein of "her mom had some weird super-resiliency gene that got passed down to her and made her body actually able to support the superstrength without collapsing" and not "she was a powerful princess in her past life and all of the male characters are in love with her". but tbh it would also make a lot of sense if her mom's insistence that she never use her powers ever gave her body the time it needed to grow and strengthen so that it could support them.

HEHE YEAH CHRIS!!

#asks #anon 📝#vrvr anon #dark moon stuff #dark moon universe #dark moon

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fregion-bond-breaker · 2 years

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Hello fregion 👀

2, 4, 6, 21, 26, 29, 41, 45

Lots of questions for the old man :P let see 2. What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? Fregions relationship with his mother is...not negative but also not positive. He often forgets he had one. After his mother abandoned them in disgust because his father planned to take them all to flame territory. Even now hes not really sure what became of his mother. 4.Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? His father carving strange runes in to him and his brothers flesh is really the worst thing hes ever lived through. The death of bandmates, friends and even himself he's able to bear. But what his father did to him and his brother forever haunts him. 6.Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? He does! Fregion often dreams of his past lives. Life as a sunspear, life as a charr before humans were on tyria. All the lives hes lived and sometimes, lives he will live, seep in to his dreams. Though by the time hes awake, its all just faint outlines and whispers in his memories. 21.If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? He's never been one for blaming himself unless he knows that a call he made lead to people dying or getting hurt. And even then only if he figured out a way to have prevented it after looking over his plans. He also avoids blaming others because it doesnt help in the long run. though that doesnt mean he's never snapped at or punched someone who didnt do their part and it led to deaths or injury. 26.How does your character behave around children? Fregion has a few cubs of his own in the fahrar, and hes very traditional charr in that regard. Sneaks gifts and visits when he can, but is outwardly distant and only brags when his cubs do something he can brag about. Around non charr children though hes at a loss. He knows he cant drill a human child like a charr cub, same with asuran cubs who get mouthy. So he lets others deal with them. 29.What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? Fregion dreamed of being a hero to the charr. And he lived up to it and then some. Becoming the commander of the pact, making a name for charr everywhere. Helping lift some of the stigma off of magic using charr like he and dinky. 41.Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first? Blood legions did right when it drilled Fregion in to understanding that everything he has, has to be earned, and if he has something, hes earned it with blood sweat and sometimes tears. So he has no doubts that he deserves what he has. But when it comes to obtaining NEW things, he feels the need to prove himself, defend more people, save more lives etc.

45.What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them? They dont really know. Fregion knows he'll end up in the mists. But post path of fire and learning that hes the reincarnated hero of nightfall and has been reborn time and time again when the world has needed a hero. He expects he'll come back again one day. As what? who knows. He just hopes its not skritt or asura.

#charr #charr commander #gw2 #guild wars 2 #ask meme #charr oc #long post

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It’s for sibling feels mixed with Wild Au? Where they’re a rural village prince and princess, where the royal members each command a spirit animal to aid them.

Huge AU meta under cut.

Their mother passed away from an illness when the twins were young so they were raised by the village elder who put a LOT of pressure on them(hiei especially) to be perfect and be the protector and provider and this perfect leader and any time he failed he was severely punished and the twins were often forbidden from playing with eachother. The Elder would lock one of them in a cellar by themselves if they misbehaved or acted in a way she deemed inappropriate.

Until the day they got their spirit beasts, Hiei’s was a young Phoenix hawk, he didn’t know what it was but he had run away from the village and was sick of his treatment so he took his sister and take (they were about 10 or 11 at the time) And finds this small fluffy blue chick with fuzzy black feathers on top of its head (can you guess where I’m going with this) Saving it from a harpy attack,

(harpies are these half woman/half bird demons that love to play with their food.) And Yukina sees it being attacked, and rushes to help the poor little chick and Hiei, fearing for his sister. Uses his speed to jump in the way and shield them both and gets clawed at his back really badly (he still has the scars, those later become the Mark of the Tamer for him. And right when he’s about to pass out the little chick flares with blue and white energy that surrounds them, heals Hiei’s wound immediately and a young Tengu looking boy with long, messy black hair slicked back, deep brown eyes and odd markings on his face and arms, about their age appears to shield them and drive away the harpies.and then transforms into a full grown Phoenix hawk form.

Hiei starts commanding a lot more respect once he has his spirit beast. Mostly because said Phonenix Hawk (Who introduces himself as *Yusuke* {Name meaning: Peaceful and comforting support}) is actually a complete asshole of an animal who attacks anyone or is bad tempered to anyone who mistreats the twins and especially his new master. He doesn’t transform to his human form expect in rare emergencies and Hiei actually doesn’t remember the first time he transformed. But Yukina does, whenever Hiei starts to doubt his relationship with his beast, because they’re both foul tempered and tend to butt heads. She reminds him of that day and says the boy she met was a little rough around the edges. But kind and comforting and took Hiei into his arms with the softest look she’d ever seen anyone give them since their mother died.

And Hiei trusts his sister implicitly so he believes her even tho he himself can’t remember. Even when they argue, he has this feeling Yusuke will always be there for him. And hiei concludes he’d do the same no matter the circumstance.

Yukina earns her spirit beast when a small fox cub sneaks into the elder’s garden to steal goose eggs. And The elder uses her beast, a massive cold scale cobra to beat the poor thing senseless. After it’s tossed away to die Yukina finds it and sneaks it away to slowly heal him and recover his health. And every day he watches her with growing interest. Even as she herself comes home with bruises every day. She spares none of her healing energy for herself (Yukina has a small healing ability) She talks to the little Fox each day like it’s her friend. Yukina was always a lonely child even after Hiei gets his beast it takes a while to fully ursurp the elders control.

Then one day, one of the other villagers finds the fox and takes it to the elder, confirming Yukina snuck it in and kept it as a pet. And the elder loses it. Hiei is away with Yusuke during a territory dispute and is gone close to a month when this happens. (Lots of delicious trips happen on the battle field as I’m sure you can imagine)

And Yukina rushes to save her poor fox who is being beaten to death and lashed by the massive snake. But when she rushes in the elder fucking backhands her across the face, to the point she’s on the floor bleeding and the little Fox— well he just loses it. How dare they take such a kind and caring you girl, who takes beatings and punishments each day without complaint. Spares her food rations for a mere beast like him, and only ever stands up to such treatment to save another. Her kindness and protectiveness is too pure and it’s more than he has ever been shown in his life.

And with a flash of white fire and a warm healing energy that freshens the air with the smell of fresh grown plants, vines appear from the ground and knock the other villagers away and attack the snake next, violently ripping it apart, and then goes for the elder. A young boy, a bit older looking than them wearing a Miko’s kimono and surrounded by greenish blue flames, his hair fades from a bright red top to ends of white and behind him he bears five tails and a steely green/gold gaze.

When his vines wrap the elder and he steps forward to lecture the old hag about how her cruelty and obsession with perfecting is nothing more than the manipulative jealousy of a weak willed woman and a heartless old witch who would discount the kindness of one so young just to feel a bit more powerful and how dare she take advantage of his Master. He is about to kill her, but Yukina stops him.

He asks why and she says for all the cruelty she endured, the point has been made. She is no longer weak anymore and neither is her brother. And the old woman’s cruelty did play a part; now, they are strong enough to no longer need her. And decrees the banishment of the old women who now has no spirit beasts to protect her. And All of the other cruel villagers who closely served the elder are banished. And Yukina works with the intelligent little Fox who is now her devoted spirit beast, to restore the village to a warmer and more organized community for her brothers return.

(It’s also a KuwaKina au as well because Kuwabara is a lost samurai soldier who wanders into their valley and who Yukina helps and Kurama finds amusing, so they rescue him and he warns them war is coming to their peaceful valley

#my art #art #yyh hiei #yyh fanart #cursed siblings #yyh yukina #yukina #hiei #kurama #yusuke #AU #yusuhi #kuwakina #yu yu hakusho au #yu yu hakusho

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