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aria0fgold · 2 months

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Thinking about appearance hcs for the chateau trio. Like, Josephandre is a BEAR definitely, he is a big, buff (but not the muscly buff, the beef buff, the buff that's like-- strength over appearance kind of buff, I don't know what that's called, but like-- bear), hairy guy. And I also wanna give him scars everywhere, cuz I like to think that his overall outer appearance contributed to people mistaking him for having a family history of heroes. He looks like a warrior but in all actuality, those scars are just from mundane everyday things. The scar on his arm is when he fell from a tree climbing it to get the fruit, the scar on his knee is when he fell down trying to chase a bird for fun, stuff like that.

I wanna give him scars on his face too but I'm being blocked by the fact that Josephandre was Also mistaken for a Prince. Like, royalty is all about caring for your appearance, scars on the body is easily concealed so that's fine but not so much when it's on the face but at the same time-- isat's world is built really differently so what's the general view towards royalty in its medieval times? Are royals in it particular about scars on faces too or is it okay? Could it even be seen as something "beautiful" in it too? Actually, you know what? I'm doing that. Like, what if in one of the countries Josephandre and his party visited, scars are seen as beautiful, so that's where the "Josephandre is mistaken for a prince" thing came from.

#aria rants #theres a lot i could do with that setting. for one thing theres the self-inflicted scars to consider. that one is like-- a mixed bag #in that its mostly frowned upon but there are ppl that thinks it should be a common act to do to be accepted in society #that could also be where the curse would be centered on it that country's castle. it warped everyone's view of their #concept of beauty. blanketing the building in a dried red. all for the concept of beauty that requires someone to harm oneself #josephandre and his party now has to get rid of that castle along with its curse and fix that warped view in that its okay #to see smth as scars as beautiful but not to the point of it being the standard of beauty in which those without scars #are shunned cuz they dont match within the standard that the country's ppl inflicted upon everyone #its good to see imperfections as beautiful but not to the point of WANTING those imperfections just to be SEEN as beautiful #thats no better than wanting to be perfect just for the sake of beauty. like-- i could do so much with that idea actually

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aeide-thea · 10 months

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sometimes you get 2 thinking abt a past interaction & are trying 2 boil it down 2 what really fundamentally bugged you abt it & then realize you've accidentally boiled it down so far it's just: the gender binary

which is not exactly a groundbreaking complaint for anyone to be making at this pt, tbh, but coming from you‚ Guy with a Buzzing LGBT in Their Bonnet, in particular it really is just like. lol. lmao. &c

#slightly-less-boiled down it's: when the 'joke'/conversational dynamic becomes #'Lol Obviously the Man in This Conversation Is Naturally Not Acquainted With the Woman Thing of Which the Women Are Speaking'#and like. women go there self-deprecatingly and the sort of men i tend to know *also* go there sort of nominally self-deprecatingly #but in a way where (what they think is) self-deprecation is also a cue for ppl to stop inflicting their unrelatable Woman Nonsense on them…#but like. ultimately i don't *care* if we're all being self-deprecating abt the ways we instinctively reinforce the sexist binary #we're still reinforcing it and i just want it to stop!!!#(and yes mostly i'm mad at myself bc in the interaction i'm thinking about i didn't push back at this framing enough #dépit d'escalier blogging!)

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anothermonikan · 4 months

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Have I told you guys about the fucked up dreams I've been having recently? I've been having some fucked up dreams lately. yeah <3

#sorry this is mostly about a dream I had yesterday and if I just say it it's gonna sound so creepypasta-y #like I have a lot of creepypasta-y dreams it's just how my dreams have always worked hehe #It wasn't fucked up because it was scary or anything it was fucked up because of how I felt in it #how to describe it...like I was like almost too calm and accepting of my fate #like okay previous dream context (whether this was context from another actual dream or just. lore my brain made up idk)#I got sentenced to execution. It's...really hard to describe the context without it sounding really silly.#like it was a part of some sick game that a person planned out and it all ended in a white maze room #I was told I could either choose to go free from a month and then be collected for execution or be trapped in the room forever but alive #and I chose to be executed. everyone knew. we all even had silly inside jokes about it ehe #like my friends were picking music out for it. it was really silly hehe!#but the person who came to collect me for execution was so striking. she was like. almost literally a doll #A big doll!! Like she was so so tall!! she actually shrank to be more my size as the dream went on. she was strikingly pretty #and kind. she was so kind #we walked around and said goodbye to everyone. she made friendly conversation. she guided me through how everything was going to go #god the tenderness of it all makes me sqee a lil aha. a little fucked up I think #it was self-inflicted you see. Rose bushes over a tall fence. that's why she was so tall. to help me over #I caught on pretty quickly that she was a person who decided to stay in the room instead of being executed #that's what becomes of them. they become subservient to the game master. they're made to collect the ones who chose to leave and die later #she told me that deep down she kinda wished that doing this for him would convince him to make her human again and to let her be free #I told her that it was bullshit and that he'd never do that. and she was like. yeah. but a girl can dream right?#another one of those dreams that have lines that stick out in my head as well...okay one of them was just really funny #'Hey guys' 'I'm being executed today :D' 'oh. okay!'#dhdhdh #'It's scary isn't it?' 'yeah. it is' 'Well. It'll all be over soon'#like gwah. gwahhhh #'There is something wrong inside of you' levels of impact on my psyche I reckon #me and the doll girl kissed a few times. it was weirdly quite natural. nothing intensive #but I think we both had an understanding that we weren't seeing eachother again and we cared about eachother #it was so greatly platonic and nice. yearning for something I will never experience aha ^^;#Idk if I even want to be in any sort of QPR but it was definitely nice in this dream

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guinevereslancelot · 1 year

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every day i make plans to chill and have fun when the tasks are complete and every day the tasks take all day

#i keep meaning to set up my spotting scope and wait for wildlife bc its so nice and warm but the sun still sets at 4 #anyway the tasks are self inflicted im anxious abt the phone call ive been waiting for 😞#the good news is my room is becoming clean and organized and useable and kitty proof finally #anyway i am once again waking up like okay after im done organizing my room i will have fun #yes it is taking days i had to assemble bookshelves yesterday and i still have boxes to unpack #it looks nice now and is mostly usable but there's still boxes #the phone call will be good if it comes btw im just stressed #its abt the kitty im trying to adopt #i haven't heard anything in five days but yesterday was a holiday and i think they only started processing the applications the day before #so 🙏🤞

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nach0 · 1 year

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Come closer I’m so normal about my ocs I prommy

#gods I am always thinking about the glass family #to be fair mostly isa and sam but even then still mostly isa #a serpent and an insurgent.#one who wants to be family again and one who isn’t able to even consider it.#one with all the freedom in the world except the self inflicted shackles to her family and one who’s so chained weightlessness feels wrong

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soberyinragingyang · 2 years

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I got everyone's replies saved in my drafts ❤️ I think I'll make a thread to respond to them all rather than posting individual replies just to make sure no one's dash gets clogged

#it won't be today but like... soonish #so much to do and it's mostly self-inflicted deadlines lmao #but also I maybe got a job at a bookstore... pray for me #I left my office job and I think this will suit me much better #I mean what lunatic wouldn't want to work at a bookstore for real

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orcelito · 2 years

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Me casually going thru my blocked list like "hmm why did I block You?" & clicking on a blog and being like "Ah. That's why."

#speculation nation #we dont need to talk about what i saw lmao #this was just my semi-annual self inflicted curiosity session re: How Are They Doing?#aka i scroll down to my bad ex's blocked blog to inflict psychic damage on myself i guess #this blog has been inactive since 2019 anyways. i dont know why i do this to myself.#they havent bothered me since like. 2018 i think????#notably 3 years after we broke up but that's another story lmfao #im mostly moved on these days. but idk sometimes my brain just wants to remind itself.#life goes on and im getting older & those awful 2 years of my life keep getting further and further away.#unfortunate for me that they were during formative years lmao. definitely irreparably fucked me up.#but like it's chiiiill ive moved on. for the most part.#(if i keep insisting it maybe it'll eventually become true)

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the-kipsabian · 9 months

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#idk if this is angsty or not so im just gonna throw it in the tags #but like. i fully know what my problem is. and how i could fix it. and literally the only thing making me sad and upset is myself #why? because my choice of medium is writing. because that makes it incredibly difficult to get anything out there and get people interested #in my creations. cause visual media is preferred so much over written anything cause its so much easier to consume #it doesnt help that i dont work with popular characters or ships (literally my current work im most excited about is for a ship only *i*#have contributed to so far. like.. we are talking that level of unpopular choices here)#and like. i dont say this to shame or blame anyone. this is obviously my choice. ive decided to do both of these things when i could have i #so much easier. i wouldnt be better at it if i did visual shit still. im way worse at that than writing. ive always been a writer first #but.. honestly seeing the difference with interaction and even in general interest due to these factors...#idk man. again i know this is entirely self inflicted like i chose this. i chose all of these things. and continue to do so #ive literally seen all of this. im not making it up. im not talking about just in general im talking this has happened to me personally #that rare time in june i made and posted art? do you understand the amount of ppl that said 'ive missed your stuff'?#the same people that dont consume my current works due to their form and have never went on the lengths to say the same thing about #my writing? when i took a two year hiatus from all of that basically? but a few months of visual arts?#idk fam im just. i understand all of this but im hurt. you know?#cause i know it doesnt matter. and its so much more difficult. i know there are people out there who love and appreciate what i do #and who understand how important this is to me compared to other stuff and before and whatnot #but at the same time the negatives (that are mostly in my head but they are still real things and they still hurt) are so much louder #i dont know where im going with this. im just thinking. excuse the brain barf #or dont. whatever. im just.. acknowledging my recent feelings. there is a reason i had a breakdown few days ago and yesterday was so rough #i should probably go to bed. sorry about this #its not gonna change anything in how stuff is viewed or how im gonna act about it but just.. you know. putting this out there #the inequality of how art is treated just has me thinking. that maybe im not made for this #maybe i should just be the below mediocre visual artist that does things that give them no happiness just cause it gets more attention #idk. just. yeah #good night #night is an absolute mess on main

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itadorey · 10 months

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𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍

pairing: gojo satoru x reader summary: you contemplate gojo's existence on a roof, at night, alone (or so you think). wc: ~1.7k genre: mostly fluff, a tiny bit of angst at the beginning warnings: some jjk manga spoilers, talks about geto, talks about death i listened to "moon song" by phoebe bridgers while writing this so you could say it's loosely inspired

gojo satoru is the strongest jujutsu sorcerer alive.

that isn't an opinion, it's a fact so widely accepted that the higher-ups have begun sending him on increasingly dangerous missions. you're unsure as to whether it's an attempt to end his life or if they're just taking advantage of the fact that there is no curse strong enough to beat him.

a sigh escapes your lips as you lie down, your back pressed up against the ridged shingles of the school's roof. it's neither uncomfortable nor comfortable, but you don't know if it's because of the architecture or if you're just numb.

you've been feeling numb pretty often lately.

things have changed in the past few years. there's an emptiness that seems to live within you, created by geto's defection and somewhat filled in by the presence of fushiguro megumi. you hope that the more time you spend with him, the easier it gets.

(it's hard when he looks so much like his father).

you think about megumi in an attempt to stop thinking about gojo, and you wonder if he knows how it pains you to take the boy in. you also wonder if it's some sort of self-inflicted punishment for him; saving the son of the man he murdered. it sounds like something gojo would knowingly put himself through.

the moonlight is bright as you force yourself to focus on the sky, your eyes studying the stars scattered about in a weak attempt to locate the few constellations you know. you shut your eyes almost immediately, sucking in a deep breath as you remember it was geto who taught you everything you know about constellations.

you wonder if gojo thinks about him often. (you know he does).

there's a brief moment where you wiggle around uncomfortably before sitting up, your hair blowing in the soft breeze as you bring your knees up to your chest. sleep has been evading you for quite some time now, but it's always worse whenever gojo is gone. you claim your insomnia stems from a place of concern, but shoko argues that it's because you have some sort of codependent relationship with your blue-eyed friend. you wonder if she's right.

it isn't long until you notice his presence, and you know that he knows that you know he's there. he doesn't move for a few minutes, and neither do you, content to keep staring out at nothing. it isn't until a stronger breeze blows, making you shiver, that he finally comes to stand next to you.

"cold night," gojo comments, one hand in his pocket. there's a bundle under his other arm, and you barely spare him a glance as you answer.

"you're back early," you mutter, identifying the bundle as the woven blanket you tend to keep at the foot of your bed. "i thought it was a five day thing."

"you know how it is," he says in response. you hum in return because yes, you do know how it is for gojo. for him, a five day mission can be completed in a matter of hours if he really tries, and you're all of a sudden reminded of just how powerful gojo satoru is.

his birth changed the balance of the world and yet, the holder of the six eyes, user of the limitless technique, and master of infinity leans down to wrap a blanket around your shivering form. you feel his fingers brush against your arms.

you stare at him for a few seconds as he adjusts the blanket, the sunglasses perched on his nose making you frown. they look frighteningly similar to the ones he wore back then. you think they might actually be the same pair. there's little hesitation on your behalf as you reach out, gently grabbing them and plucking them off of his face. his eyes are trained on you the entire time, and without the protection from the sunglasses, you are forced to bear the entire weight of the stare from his six eyes.

as you stare into bright, endless blue flames, you think it's not so bad.

the satoru from back then was bright and bold, as unforgiving as the summer sun as he developed into a formidable sorcerer alongside his best friend. you think the one you're seeing now is more like the moon; still bright and impressive but just a little less intense. he's more bearable, slightly matured by the highs and lows of being a caretaker to a grumpy child, but just as out of reach as he has always been.

you presume geto's sun died the day he left.

nothing is said as gojo takes a seat next to you, his knee bumping against yours as he tries to mimic your position. next comes the brushing of his pinky finger against yours, and you wonder if something happened on his mission. the tenderness of his touches is unusual but not unwelcome. it's something you don't think you'll ever get used to.

"here," you say, unwrapping the blanket from around yourself and extending one arm towards gojo. he looks at you, bewilderment clear on his face. you don't do anything but send him a tired smile, motioning for him to scoot in even closer. "it's big enough for both of us."

gojo listens without complaint, pressing himself up against you until you're able to rest your head on his shoulder. there's something comforting about having you close, and he knows it's because you bring him a sense of relief that he doesn't think he's felt since geto suguru left him behind.

left both of you behind.

"do you think about him?" you ask, breaking gojo out of his thoughts. he stays quiet, but you know that he knows who you're talking about. you've started to avoid saying his name out loud but its all you can hear in your head as you wait for his response. geto, geto, geto.

it soon becomes abundantly clear that gojo refuses to answer, and you keep speaking in desperate hopes of trying to finally get rid of the emptiness you feel inside. you think that'll never happen.

"because i do," you admit quietly, your chest tightening as you trace random shapes on your knee. "i think about him all the time and i just wonder where i went wrong because we were so happy, satoru. i think about all those late nights where we stayed up with shoko, laughing and pretending for once that everything would be fine. we knew our lives were dangerous but when we were together it didn't matter because we were together."

gojo pretends not to hear the soft crack in your voice as you get increasingly louder, cutting yourself off with a gasp before taking a deep breath and continuing.

"why did he leave?" you ask quietly. your words ring loudly in gojo's ears and for once in his life, he doesn't have anything to say. "i keep thinking about that day and i don't get it. why didn't he come to us? there was no reason for him to have left us just like that, is there? i thought he loved us. i know he loved you. and i can't make sense of his actions wit--"

"is that what you've been losing sleep over? that's stupid, you shouldn't be concerning yourself over this. and he loved you too, y'know? a lot," gojo says softly, cutting you off before you can spiral even more. there's a pregnant pause as he reaches out, grabbing your hand and bringing it closer to him as he toys with your fingers. you look up at him when he intertwines his hand with yours, eyes widening when you see him already staring at you. his free hand comes up to cup your cheek, thumb softly stroking the area right under your eye. you're sure your eyebags are looking worse than normal. "and so do i."

it takes you a moment to process his words, the silence growing as you think back to what he had said before initiating physical contact with you. when you realize what he has admitted, that he's in love with you, you feel your face begin to heat up under his hand.

"what?" you squeak, eyes wide as you watch his face. you see amusement dancing in his eyes, the corner of his mouth pulling up slightly at your response.

"i am in love with you," he admits quietly, eyes darting down to your lips when they part open in shock. "and i would really like to kiss you right now."

gojo is rewarded with an answer when you lean forwards, your lips connecting in a clumsy kiss as you do your best to remain still on the roof. his hand disconnects from yours in favor of joining his other in cupping your face, deepening the kiss as he does so. your hands come up to grab onto his forearms, and you find yourself shifting onto his lap in an attempt to get even closer to gojo.

"in case it isn't clear, i'm in love with you too," you murmur softly once you've separated. your arms drop to wrap around gojo, and he lets go of your face in favor of hugging you close to him.

"well that's a relief!" he says in his usual teasing tone. it makes you happy to see him happy and for the first time in a long time, neither one of you are thinking about geto suguru in that moment. you giggle when gojo leans back, lying down on the roof as he forces you to cuddle him. you rest your face in the crook of his neck, letting your eyes drift close as he hums.

"you know you don't need to worry about anything, right?" gojo asks, his words uncharacteristically soft as he runs his fingers through your hair. "you have me, and i can do anything to keep you safe. in fact, i will to whatever it takes to keep you safe and happy and i hope you know i'd give you the moon if you really asked me to."

you snort at his cheesy words, your heart feeling lighter than it ever has as he joins you in your laughter. you lean up to press a kiss to his jaw before settling back into your previous position, wrapping the blanket more tightly around the two of you.

"i don't need the moon, satoru. i just need you."

he smiles.

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acesw · 15 days

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Reverse: 1999 : Disabled Characters

The game doesn't stray too far on the neurodivergent allegory for the arcanists themselves. But at the same time, there are also inclusions of other characters who are very much known to be disabled. So for this post I'll delve into that, just a bit.

Now, there are 10 characters that I want to put in the spotlight. These mostly lean towards being canon, but a part of these are also researched upon and shortened so the post doesn’t become way too long.

Cristallo, Rabies, Erick : Chronic Illness

It's quite self explanatory that Cristallo herself has a chronic illness. She was born prematurely, with an added condition that makes her physically fragile. As seen in the game, she needs a life-support system to maintain her health when she's outside. It's also implied that her condition may be a recurrent cancer, as her arcane abilities are tied to a machine that provides cobalt therapy, a known advancement in radiotherapy in the post-WWII era.

Rabies is an odd case. In his stories, it's noted that Adam cured Alicia through unknown means at the cost of contracting rabies himself. However, instead of the virus being acute and guaranteed to be fatal, it becomes a chronic illness to Rabies due to the abundance and use of arcanum. And since the rabies virus attacks the brain, his cognitive capabilities and ability to recall things before the present had been impaired, making him rather docile and animal-like in nature as a result.

Erick, as revealed in her anecdote, has a hereditary blood condition that came with her arcane skill. With her arcane skill making her physically powerful, overusing it will accelerate the effects of her blood condition to the point that it can become fatal. To prevent this, she also inherited an armband from her grandfather, Harald. The armband suppresses one's ability to use arcane skills, but by extension it also prevents Erick's condition getting worse.

Shamane : Amputee

Shamane's circumstances are also self-explanatory. He lost his arm for unknown reasons, but after having lived without it for 20 years, it doesn't bother him anymore. However as we know, he crafted his prosthetic arm as a means to avoid scaring kids. (which I think is quite cool in itself)

Ms. Radio, Bessmert : Blindness

Ms. Radio and our new friend, Bessmert, are both canonically blind. Ms. Radio has stated that she cannot see, and asks Vertin to left in places where she can feel temperatures to make her feel at peace.

And as we know, Yenisei (or in other words, Yenisei's VA) has stated in the 1.6 livestream that Bessmert is known to be blind, but even with that, she's a great researcher and guide to her.

Mesmer Jr. : OCD [Content Warning: Mentions of Self Harm and Suicide.]

Mesmer Jr.'s character has heavily implied throughout the main story and her own to have OCD as a result of the traumatic experiences she had gone through from her field of work and her family’s history in it. She identifies that she has "incurable" anxiety, which causes her to think differently about arcanists and act a little irrationally from our own perspective. This anxiety results in double checking everything and having a slightly intensive routine.

This routine is created as a means to maintain herself and her own sanity, but an imbalance or interruption can greatly upset her. As a result, she has conflicting ideals, experiences hallucinations and panic attacks, has suicidal thoughts, and actively inflicts self harm as a means to cope with her anxiety. However, she’s calmer and at peace with herself when she's left alone in a quieter and clean space, away from others, and where nature is heard more than constant buzzing. In short, Mesmer Jr.’s mental health is really complex and would be better if it's explored in a separate post.

Baby Blue : Alice in Wonderland syndrome

It's no secret that Baby Blue has Alice in Wonderland syndrome, or in other words dysmetropsia. This affects her perception of reality and her ability to recall, but this in turn makes her arcane abilities all the more powerful. As a result, she doesn't realize that she's growing up, yet it seems she doesn't mind that much. This doesn't seem to affect her physically either; In fact, it has a heavy influence on how she displays her arcane skills.

Poltergeist : Social Anxiety

Poltergeist has been known to be anxious in social settings which conflicts with her people-pleasing tendencies. She's also insecure about herself which adds up to her not wanting to be directly perceived. At the same time, she doesn't like being left alone as a result of having been ignored and forgotten post mortem. Poltergeist is also elaborate (i.e. not wanting to be looked at for too long) yet awkward at the same time when communicating them.

However, I'm not sure how to describe Poltergeist's case quite well, but the idea of her having social anxiety resonates greatly in my mind, so it can be treated as a partial headcanon.

Balloon Party : Autism and Speech Impairment

Balloon Party as a child had contracted an illness that caused her to have a persistent high fever. In the end, she awakened her arcane skill this way, with her being able to cough up balloons that can be harmful or a cure to anything.

However, it might have also affected her speech because of the physical strain that comes from coughing, it results to BP's speech being a bit slow and having abnormal pauses before she speaks again. Though, this also might be a sign of her possibly also having autism, where rigid and uneven language development is a common pattern in how autism affects one's ability in communication. Her speech also has a pattern of echolalia, having a flat tone, and lack of control of it.

However, speech impediment isn't everything about autism, and there's a lot more about BP's character that also connects with it such as her special interests. I can better explore this in a different post, which will be explained below.

Last Notes

These are the characters I’ve written down, most of these are less headcanon and more of observations I’ve found when looking into these characters. Some people from the lore chat have also added their own insights on some of them. (Thank you lupjo for beta-reading through it and helping me out)

Of course, there are a few more characters I want to discuss because of the implications of them having autism / ADHD, but these will be written in another post in the future because I still need to research and gather other information. Additionally, it would be an opportunity to talk about the connections between an arcanist’s and neurodivergent person’s relationships with modern society.

Congrats for reaching the bottom of this post, and feel free to add your own ideas or headcanons about the characters here and/or any other ones.

#reverse 1999 #cristallo reverse 1999 #erick reverse 1999 #rabies reverse 1999 #shamane #mesmer jr #baby blue reverse 1999 #poltergeist reverse 1999 #balloon party reverse 1999 #i still have difficulty explaining these things #time to disappear for months again

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wszczebrzyszynie · 5 days

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Does Mikita know his biological parents at all? What are his feelings about them? I know he was more raised by his teacher but after she died why wouldn’t he go back home?

Those are some really good questions. I did my best trying to answer them as clear as possible without going off topic, but it didnt go as planned. Well i think its for the better. As always with oc things its under the read more

Mika does know his parents and siblings; Apolonia was his sisters governess at first after all, before becoming his, and later his guardian as well. He remembers his childhood home, but has very little feelings about it. When it comes to his relationship with his family, he just never felt especially close to them, especially after Apolonia became the most prominent person in his life. He doesnt like them or hate them, if anything, Mikita at the time of the story is generally forgetful about them. To him, it wasnt an important part of his life, so he just doesnt really bother with it. Hes cold, if anything. Its a consequence of his childhood isolation, both self inflicted and influenced by Apolonia; shes the most important person in his life because she was for the most part the only person in his life, and everything was tied back to her. I mentioned it before, but as cruel as it sounds Mikita never reflects back on it; i dont think hes able to be critical about his guardian-mother, nor does he consider her behaviour to be potentially abusive or even unhealthy in any way, even in the modern au

The love he had for her was one of the reasons he didnt want to go back to his family after her death. She was his caretaker after all, and he did feel safe with her, feeling closer to her friends and social circles than his own. The other reason was because it could prove... problematic. Apolonia was a part of this social artistic circle (that Eliza often engaged with; she and Apolonia were friends, to some degree), consisting of mostly writers, and considering the time and place, it was anti censorship and therefore anti tsarist. Some of them distributed books that were illegal, which is what got Apolonia arrested in the first place, and in the prison she fell ill, which later caused her death. Mikita always adored his mother and wanted to be a part of this, but he was too young to really do anything other than hanging out in the background while they talked. That being said, he was still raised in that enviroment and took a lot from it, especially ages 12-15. His identity was shaped by all of it; From his interests and beliefs, to even his names - neither Mikita or Nika are his legal names, and nor is his surname. He esentially became a completly new person. He was also very interested in reading everything his mother would give him, which did include illegal literature. That very thing is what got him expelled from school, something his parents never learned about. And thats just the tip of Mikas school experience. So when Apolonia died, and Mikita lost the only present adult in his life, he grasped at the opportunity to go with Eliza instead of coming back

#ask :)#duch na strychu #everything considered mikita would be so political if his main priority wasnt trying not to kill himself #but if he survives until the 1900s...

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sulumuns-dootah · 5 months

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NSFW Alphabet - Satan

A/N: Not me procrastinating writing a Michael fic with writing something that's in the end longer than the fic.

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⟡ Masterlist ⟡

‎‧₊˚✧ 18+ Minors Do Not Interact‎ ✧˚₊‧

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

If you ask, he'll do it but it's not his first instinct since he's kicking others on daily basis and doesn't think much of it. I imagine he's the type to snuggle up with you under the blanket and get you a snack.

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B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

From the game we know he favors his shoulders and arms and for partner i'd say he does too. The more you can inflict harm on him the better. Bonus points if you have long and/or pointy nails so you can break skin while scratching him.

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C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Iridescent just like his hair when it's wet. Don't ask me why, it just is. About normal amount if you ask me. Maybe even on the sweeter side. His horn cum also strikes me as more sticky, but still the same.

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D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He's slept with few humans before. All of them were witches doing a summoning ritual and he just so happened to be in the mood for something different from a demon.

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E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's the youngest of the kings, but he's still up there with the highest bodycount. Definitely knows what he's doing while with a demon, but with a human he might not know the limits, so you have to tell him if something is too much for you.

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F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where you can inflict pain on each other is amazing, though if he had to pick, missionary would be a winner. Both of you can comfortably bite and scratch at each other without pulling a muscle or popping out limbs.

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G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? Etc.)

More on the serious side. The only time you hear a laugh from him while doing it, it's only a mocking one to rile you up more.

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H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

Keeps himself cleanly shaven and interestingly, doesn't even grow hair that fast. But his hair down there is actually a lot darker, a light brunette or so. It also turns iridescent when wet, which is also partially a reason why he shaves it all off. After what happened with Mammon when he saw his hair wet, he doesn't want anything similar happen to his dick.

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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Satan doesn't really do romantic/sensual. He prefers more heated energy. Sure, you can go on a romantic dinner with candles and then lead him to a rose petal covered bed, but he'll still fuck you like you're enemies.

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As much action as he gets, he does from time to time enjoy some me-time. It's mostly when he's trying to focus on his kingly duties and doesn't have the time to go out and find someone, though. He doesn't really have much enjoyment from it since there's nobody to inflict pain on him and doing it himself isn't the same.

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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Aside from the obvious pain kink, he's also into degradation and some more extreme versions of bdsm. Some demons in the past even had to get amputations done.

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L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, really. As long as you're angry at him, he's down to do it. Sometimes even in the middle of a battle with an angels. It actually makes a really effective attack, if you ask me. Also since every demon is able to summon a room just with their mind, he can do that if the place you're at makes you feel uncomfortable.

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M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anger, of course. But also when you're trying to dominate him. Calling him a bitchboy or babygirl will get him going just as good as if you were furious. As long as it's clear to him that you're teasing him and not just demeaning, he'll play along instead of kicking you across the country.

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N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Full on submitting. He'll be okay with being power bottom, but never make him powerless. Otherwise he might even freak out and switch the roles on you and make you wish you didn't make that mistake.

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O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving but isn't against giving, either. Just don't pull on his horns too much, that's the only place he can't stand pain at. But his hair is free reign, even required, if anything.

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P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? Etc.)

Fast and hard. That's the only way he knows and cares about. He's too into it to go slow and the more it hurts, the faster he's going.

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Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Majority of the time with him will be quickies, unless you need some of that horn glue. That's the only time he'll actually dedicate bigger timeslot to your activities. Once again, he's busy and who knows when's the next time angels attack or one of his subjects wants to get kicked by him.

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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? Etc.)

Sure, anything you bring up will be seriously considered. Just be careful if he ever goes to visit Abaddon. He'll have a list of things he wants to try with you and you'll have to one by one explain to him that each of them will most likely lead to your death.

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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As long as you're still angry, there's no time limit. Still, if you're not angry, he can go for a long time. Whether he lasts long or not depends on what you're doing during it. If it's something really painful he can finish really fast, but will demand way more rounds.

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T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He himself doesn't own many and even fewer are still in working condition. The amount of ripped fleshlights is definitely a sort of a red flag and who even knows why he keeps all those snapped cockrings. If you want to introduce toys into the bedroom though, you'll have to provide them yourself. As much as confident and sex positive Satan is, he still gets embarrassed going to adult stores.

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U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not really a tease, he's too impatient for that himself, but a provocateur for sure. In his Bath card we can see him degrade MC just so they hit him.

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V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not loud but chatty if he's in the mood. Unless you touch his horns, then he turns whiny and starts moaning even louder than you.

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W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

There actually is a way to turn him into a sub. All it takes is teasing him for so long he's so needy, that he'd do anything to get off. Or on the other hand, keep edging him by stroking his horns. Either way, when his eyes are rolling back, you know it's the perfect moment to strike.

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X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Actually, here I'd like to just reference pinkgy's post where she goes in depth and better than I could ever. ^^

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Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If you have anger issues, very high. It generally depends on his partner, but if he's by himself, he surprisingly doesn't get horny as much.

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Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Even if he fell asleep, you wouldn't really know. Unless he's snoring. That would be actually a really funny sight. But no, he doesn't fall asleep afterwards. There's too much bruises and scratchmarks to admire at their prime before they start disappearing.

#what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#whb satan #whb smut

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Hawuu could i request prompts 9. standing up for a loved one and 42.realizing their feelings for Druig (if two prompts aren't allowed you can pick 42) thanks

A/N - Hawuu! Thanks for requesting this, dear friend! I love this for Druig, and I'll do number 42 for you! Thanks again!

Hold

Summary - Druig had a hold on you, whether you knew it or not

Warnings - Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff

“Let’s go for a swim,”

“What about Ajak and her meeting? And you know I can’t swim!”

“You can still put your feet in and sit near the edge, and that meeting is not for another hour or so, we can slip away for a quick swim at the lake, don’t you think?”

You grabbed your bag and followed Makkari out of the Domo, Makkari wishing to walk since running wouldn’t be as fun. The weather was nice and too warm for your liking to hide away in the Domo all day long, and since there was going to do with the humans that morning the Eternals were a bit restless. So Sersi and Ikaris went off together for a walk, Kingo went to the market to shop and mingle with the humans, Gilgamesh took Thena off riding along the riverbanks, Phastos worked on some inventions in his lab, and Sprite stayed behind in her room to read some of the books Makkari got her.

Druig ventured off earlier that morning before the heat came in, which was coming for him since he was mostly one to be on his own and ponder his thoughts and predictions about the humans. You knew he liked the solstice most of the time, but not always. He was more hardwired to think deeper and more sensible when it came to the human race, not that the others didn’t. But with how he would talk to you about wishing there to be peace, wishing to stop all the hurt that they would inflict on one another, you knew how deep his heart and soul was.

It was so easy to fall into a friendship with him, yet in the back of your mind you wondered if it would go past that.

Makkari was humming along as you two were talking together along the that you knew would lead to the lake. With the sun beating down on the back of your neck and the sweet smells of the wildflowers that already bloomed, you were looking forward to unwind. Some of the recent tasks and jobs you had to do for the humans in their city seemed a bit stressful and uneasy, especially with a couple of near death experiences with Deviants. But thankfully, you were going to leave the city in a few days. It was both bittersweet and celebrated since you all grew to love the humans there and some of the hidden gems.

Including the very lake you are going to.

Once the lake was in sight, you saw Makkari have a pep in her step as the clear blue waters was seen over the little hill. You were revived too, thinking that a dip in the lake would be the best relief on a warm day. Yet you never realized that you two would have company, since you froze in your spot on the path from seeing a singular person in the lake. Instantly you knew who it was: the ivory skin was glistened in the water, the highlighted brown hair against a pale forehead, and bright blue eyes that almost mirrored the same shade of the. Lake water.

Druig.

He was still wearing his dark undergarment pants while he was swimming, his muscular back was on display as he was moving back and forth in the lake and going stroke for stroke. Of course he was your friend, all the time he was your friend and someone you could rely on with your own troubles and needs. Then again, you always had the small possibility of liking him as more than a friend.

Knowing how massive his heart was, now kind he was to the humans that he spoke to, how self assured he was with his beliefs and how he felt about him, that were all great attributes that loved and adored him. Plus it never helped that you saw him as handsome. Even now as you were watching him swim, freely and with nothing hindering him, he looked almost heavenly in the blue waters.

Did you like him?

“Hey! You two comin’ to join me for a swim?” You were snapped back into reality as you heard Druig call out from his spot in the water.

Sorry to break up your solo time, Makkari signed as she walked down the path to the edge of the lake Druig waving her off.

“It’s fine! Come on in, the water’s nice! Plus it’s the once place Ikkaris honest know about, get the golden boy can’t swim like you ladies can,” Druig joked as Makkari was now to her own undergarments. You made it to the edge too, slowly getting down to your undergarments wig ease as Makkari was not waddling not the water. You could hear her sigh in relief as she was getting now calf deep in the water and then to her waist. Once you are down to your undergarments which included pants and a shirt, you dipped your toes in to feel the sudden chill of the water. It made you shiver a bit, and you look out to see there was a massive shallow area in the lake before it dips in deep.

Druig was laughing while Makkari was swimming circles around him, her own smile was just as radiant as the lake water while you were going in a bit deeper and deeper, now about knee deep and right at the edge of the shallow area. The small little dip that dropped off was right in front of it, and although you were an all powerful Eternal who had more strength in your fingers than any human, you were still afraid to attempt to swim. After one nasty attempt to try and learn, all thanks to Kingo, you decided to wait to learn. Sure it seemed childish, but you didn’t care, you weren’t ready. Maybe you’re still not.

“Hey, want me to hold ya?”

Druig swam up to the small edge, hovering a bit in the water as he was looking up at you with his glistened hair against his forehead and his eyes beyond bright. You blinked, fiddling with your fingers.

“What?” You asked.

“I’ll hold ya if you want,” He explained, sounding calm and gentle with you. He knew you never swam and you had some fear swimming, he was even mad at Kingo for almost letting you drown when you were trying to learn from him, but Druig himself never pushed you into learning. It was one of the moments that you never forgot about Druig, his heart for you and making sure you are okay. This was the same way.

“Here, come sit,” he said, gesturing to the ledge that was under the water. Carefully you sat, feeling the water now to your waist and your feel dangling over the edge and in front of Druig. You felt your heart get quick, your hands shaking a bit from being on the top of the water. Druig sensed it and moved, lacing your fingers together and being palm to palm. Instantly, you felt his skin along yours, almost like his rhythmic heartbeat that he was pressing against your own hand.

“Look at me,” He said soothingly, your eyes going from his joined hands over him. He was staring right into your eyes, looking rather calm and sincere with you as he spoke again, “I won’t let ya go, I promise.”

Nodding your head, you took the first moving and slid into the deep water. Your heart plummeted and you were about to gasp out when an arm was instantly around your waist. Your arm was along his shoulder, clinging to you for a moment since you were now hovering in the water and Druig was holding you up. You should feel fear, genuine fear since the last time you tried this, you almost drowned. But this was different, this was another feeling.

Safe. You wee safe.

“There. See?” Druig said as he was still holding you close to him and giving you a warm smile. That’s when it hit you, in the right moment as you grinned back at him. All of those fleeting feelings that you were harboring and wondering were true, all of those times you two spent together on the Domo or out with the humans, they were making sense now as Druig was helping you in such a vulnerable moment. The fear was gone, the worry and wondering was non existent, what you were feeling for Druig was true.

That’s when it hit you: you did like him. Really liked him. Oh…

“Thank you,” You replied lightly, seeing him grin get a bit bigger in return. Yeah, yeah you had it bad for the mind controller.

A splash got on both you and Druig’s faces, you both looking over to see Makkari grinning as she waved.

“Aye, that’s not fair Makkari!” Druig said in a playful tease as Makkari rolled her eyes. You had no idea that Druig was thinking that same thing as you were as he held you close, that he too liked you for so long but was trying to figure out his own feelings and where his heart stayed. If he could, Druig would hold you just a close for as long as he could since he knew you felt safe with him.

And neither of you knew that Makkari already knew of your feelings for one another. She simply rolled her eyes and swam away, wondering when you two will ever get together.

The End

@a-lumos-in-the-nox @botanicalbarnes @heartofwritiing

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alexalessandro · 25 days

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This is for no one but myself (ignore the tags) so feel free to scroll away, but no actually the rat grinders are not like Ragh and Zayn and Aelwyn.

Here’s my essay

First of all, there’s a clear difference between the rat grinders and all the bad kids “villains” turned allies and it’s the coerced factor

If we want to put Zayn datkshadow, Aelwyn aberrant and Ragh Barkrock on a scale of most to least coerced, we would have Zayn up top.

He was literally made to be socially isolated and financially dependent on the bad guys, had his reputation ruined and actively had eyes on him to keep him miserable and alone (jokes on them the acting miserable part was his emo persona mostly)

Then we have Aelwyn abernant, who’s behind Zayn darkshadow simply because she had a lifeline to not be abused which was to be perfect all the time although that’s abuse in and of itself, she was literally coerced from birth into evil “we’re rich so we care about nobody but ourselves and you better not shame our house” bs

Then ragh, ragh is least in the coerced scale but he still had his identity used against him and was actively bullied and blackmailed by his crush after coming out to him

Now the rat grinders.

They. Weren’t. Coerced. Into shit.

Kipperlily copperkettle? The gravest sin her parents made was be boring and scold her for breaking into their computers to look for conspiracies. Her reasons to be manipulated is because she’s mad she’s boring and thinks that trauma gives other people an “unfair advantage” while she actively chose easy adventures to pass. Like she looks like any other annyoing ass white girl you dread to meet that complains about people being on her ass for getting starbucks while the boycott’s going i’m sorry i’m not gonna pity her JUMPING at the opportunity to be manipulated and also actively getting the only person that gave a shit about her killed (Lucy frostblade had multiple assailants)

Like cleric killer killed people in cold blood bot as self defense or to stop apocalypses but cus the bbeg was like hehehe bitch please

She is obviously racist against riz but that’s just my own personal bias

Oisin? Freaking nepo baby with an evil grandma that apparently was bitchy even before the shatter star and might have been an insidious incel the entire time

Ivy suggested fabian wore mazey like a coat and that’s where the skin alive but came from, check the tape

I have weird thoughts about ruben mary ann and buddy, they’re mostly stooges and i would personally put them in the ragh box but also ruben’s death was objectively funny sorry not sorry

All of this to say there’s a difference between my villainy is inflicted upon me or coerced onto me and HECK YEAH MAKE ME FEEL SPECIAL I’LL ABSOLUTELY KILL MY BEST FRIEND FOR U WHEN SHE DOESNT GO ALONG WITH THE PLAN

anyway these have been my ramblings I won’t take criticism

#fhjy #d20 fhjy #dimension 20 #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #d20 #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 fhjy #fhjy spoilers #rat grinders #bad kids

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