Twisted Wonderland out in English? 👌 time to deep dive back into it
Twisted Wonderland out in English? 👌 time to deep dive back into it
a story that shakes people
you’re a surprising story. people might not like you at first, because you’re unlike everything they have met and read and felt before. they will say you lack sincerity. they will say you lack benevolence. they will say you’re too weird. they will say your gaze is too heavy.
well, you’re as heavy as a heart. you beat and thrive and suffocate sometimes. you’re a story with plot holes that might infuriate people but also make you unique. you’re a story people think about for a long time. you’re a beautiful accident in the grand scheme of life and you’re marvelous.
you’re a story i’d like to write, once, twice, maybe forever. the kind of story to remind myself it’s okay to struggle - it’s a proof energy is still there.
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idek … have some akimi in the steamy baths icons bc it’s sunday …
❝ well… she’s a grown up now, right? doesn’t that mean you can tell your parents off for stuff…? ❞ dongju asks curiously. that’s how he’s always understood it, anyway – your parents tell you off while you’re learning and growing, and then when you’re big and know more stuff, you can tell them off when they do something wrong too. ❝ wow, old people know how to use laptops? ❞ he asks cheekily, a quiet laugh snickering out of him. ❝ okay. as long as we get something for seyeon, too! ❞
he hums , now he really wants to see his kids tell him off … given , junseo’s done it already , sort of . but he wants to see karin , nawon , and narae do it too . one day .
“ nah , we just pretend we do so we’re in with the cool kids , ” he jokes , ruffling dongju’s hair again as he heads for the driver’s side . “ yeah , pick out whatever you guys like , ” asher agrees easily . no reason to hold back on spoiling his grandkids , he’s got the money to support that lifestyle so no holding back .
mood drop . guess i’ll disappear for a week ✌️✌️✌️ .
AKA: The Mad
he wasn’t always this forgetful . he wasn’t always this scared . how does he know this ?? he has waves of feelings he can never describe that washes over his figure at times … that seems to be trying to remind him that he isn’t what he is now . but he doesn’t know why . before he can even delve into it , the angry black flames engulfs those feelings and he’s back to feeling empty . dull . the world seemed so devoid of color . was it always like that ?? he’s sure it isn’t . something tells him that the world used to be much more colorful , full of wonders … wonders that he sometimes feels flood his chest , warms his cold figure . like when he sees a butterfly land gently upon a petal or the way children fuss with strays … he feels like there was something MORE to himself .
that warmth he clings to desperately , because the flames that is wrapped around his figure is so cold . it felt like hands grabbing at his clothes , nails digging into his skin , cries piercing his skull . to many , it just looks as if he’s surrounded by a fire ; to him , it felt like a burden , a companion he can never rid of . he struggles to surpress it whenever he’s around humans . why ?? why is he so considerate to these people who knows nothing of him ?? who knows nothing of what he does for them ??
he doesn’t understand emotions , he feels as if he did once upon a time . but now , he doesn’t understand why people laugh or cry , why they smile or yell . he doesn’t get it . well , he does sometimes , but then it just confuses him as to why he understands . and then he dwells on the thought for days . he learned to MIMIC . learned to … mirror humans . he found out that people don’t like his blank visage , they always think he’s picking a fight or feeling dissatisfied … so he mimics them . a smile . corners of his lips pushed towards his ears , eyes forming crescents , he struggles . it’s too much effort to maintain this look while pushing back those pesky flames . but he does it . why ?? something in him tells him because he used to be kind , considerate , generous ; that he used to be loved and wonderful , that’s why . because he used to be the LIGHT .
light . the thought is laudable . him ?? light ?? it must be someone’s imagination . well , he’d think so . if not for the way HE looks at him . the way the dying looks at him . he’d never believe it . but the dying is different . he doesn’t flinch when his black flames reaches out , the other wholeheartedly embraces it . a sense of relief and ease washes over him every time he’s near the other . yes . perhaps so .
in relation to @sunsbled‘s lore
although diluc had spoken of business and competition, it had all been done with a lighthearted tone, one that indicated he wasn’t actually concerned with such a thing and didn’t believe that casia would do it. in a way, it was almost like a joke — or at least as close to a joke as diluc ragnvindr could get. “ i am aware that some of our… current customers would see such an addition as unecessary, but i do believe angel’s share should offer options for anyone. ” a brief pause followed before he continued. “ however, i did not come here to bore you with business. ”
casia hums in agreement , diluc had taken measures to make angel’s share an all-inclusive space for all ages and clientele … that is admirable . it’s a lot of work and hard to do , but diluc is doing really well and casia’s happy for the man . a tilt of his head when the other suddenly changes the topic , soft laughter bubbles from his lips as he sips his tea . “ and what did you come here for ?? ” he teases softly , casia wasn’t the greatest business person ( given , he even provides his services free of charge , despite material and labor costs ) ; but he didn’t mind hearing diluc speak of his tavern and just what he was passionate about .
like father, like son, i guess … am i about to make another 2 muses ?? maybe . i probably shouldn’t .
son and his father? lol what a pretty family
tiny clueless dad …?
tired, long-haired daddy vibes?? i always want to use the side characters as a fc lmao
sir???? also this is such akimi vibes too tho
“Why do I need to tell you that?”. He wasn’t in the business of telling such things to strangers. Did this one really feel the need to get into his business that much so?
“ you’re trespassing on my land , ” the celestial says , “ i have a right to know what your business is here , ” akimi replies , not conceding to the other .
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trying to ease his tense figure when he feels the blunt tip of itto’s cock press against his rim , he sucks in a shaky breath as he anticipates the slight discomfort . a soft groan leaving his lips as he feels the thick girth press into him slowly … prying him open with each gentle push . he swears he can feel the other from the tips of toes to the crown of his head ; how is itto so huge ??
a stifled whine eking from his lips as his head drops forward and his grip tightens on itto’s hand . it’s too much , but it’s so good . filling him to the brim , no , more than the brim . he feels he’s being stretched apart so deliciously . “ i-itto , ” he whimpers .
if anyone wonders what it’s like to have me talk abt my muses … it’s this . never let me talk about my muses . richard suffers greatly and i’m not sure if i’m sorry about that .
❝ why are you being so nice to me? ❞ nawon asks suspiciously, narrowing her eyes in junseo’s direction. she didn’t expect him to provide assistance from the get-go. she expected an argument, or at least a decent amount of whining and pleading on her part. she catches the lip gloss he tosses to her, eyeing the tube and its contents like some kind of foreign object. ❝ can you… can you do it for me? i think the last time i tried using makeup, i was eight… ❞
“ do you want me to be rude then ?? ” junseo asks , from childhood , he learned that if he ever tried to rebel or do anything that might cause nawon displeasure … he’d get into immediate trouble . while she’s matured now , junseo never knows when she might run off and tattle on him ; for him , it’s better to just give in now then deal with trouble later . “ you’re gonna have to learn one way or another , nawon … ” he says , “ don’t you watch youtube or something ?? ” he asks , “ why don’t you just try out some tutorials , and if you’re hopelessly unsure , i’ll fix it and give tips , ” he suggests .
Pyro kids and the Cavalry Captain
My heart was blessed last week when i found a post about how Bennett canonically sees Kaeya as a big brother.
It made me realise how he is a brother figure to all the young Pyro users in Mondstadt and I had to be sappy and draw them all being happpyyyyy <3 <3.
(Amber is more a headcanon, but i see Kaeya lookin out for her even though he likes to tease her, they definitely care for each other ya know.)
BONUS : (maybe the weird grown up wants a hug too?)
Watching SBS’s The Soldiers and I’m just nervous laughter I am totally watching it for the plot….
But also it has awaken my special ops muse, Shanjie, and that’s…not fun
“On the contrarily. I have no idea who you are,” Sora offered up, pressing a finger to his thumb, “I have worries that someone from my past would send people for me. Your attire… you hail from Inazuma. I merely wished to know if you might be one sent for me, but you have no idea who I am. It seems we both must be cautious, but you radiate the same energy I do. Another God, perhaps?”
a tilt of their head , the weariness doesn’t fade as the other explains their situation . so they were being hunted … that’s none of akimi’s business . indeed they were hunting for people , but this one is not a part of their list . it takes a moment , akimi taking a small sniff of the air around them before they discern that the other , indeed , is as they say … not human . “ no , i am no god . i refuse to be associated with those bastards , ” akimi hisses , hostility seeping deeply in their tone .
Akimi, huh.. There’s a moment of contemplation as the fox begins to sink into the water, resting his head against the edge as golden eyes gaze up.
Words are murmured for a moment before he feels his body relax. It was find to steal away for a moment. He’d be stuck in Oinari’s company for a prolonged period after this night, after all. He wasn’t a fan of council meetings, and it was still a surprise they’d been allowed to use the baths here.
“So am I correct in assuming you’re the master of this manor?”
ignoring the other’s quiet mumble about their name , akimi finds more interest in the petals that had been added to the water by the staff . it doesn’t seem to add much to the bath aside from aesthetics … what a waste . these poor blossoms plucked just to looks nice in a place where visibility was low .
eyes opening but a sliver to glance at madara , a shake of their head , “ rather , a guest than the owner , ” they reply , “ the owner sometimes lends me their baths when i seek a place to relax and clean myself of the grime , ” akimi says .
baby!akimi icons uwu
akimi is a forgotten celestial / primordial beast , existing as the protector of the land in inazuma . with the abilities to manipulate fire , they do not understand the idea of VISIONS and the necessity of having one to use elemental powers .
an unwilling participant of the archon war , akimi was gravely injured during this time protecting those of their land … now harboring resentment and upset towards celestia and those residing in it ( having no problems with them previously ) , akimi refuses to bow to any archons nor speak any good words of those deigned higher beings .
Sora stepped out from his spot and shrugged slightly, “Wasn’t attempting to eavesdrop. I just can never be too careful.”
“ your cautiousness seem to infer that you seek something from me … who sent you ?? ” the tiger’s eyes narrows in suspicion , “ what do you want ?? ”