The Dihui Star

!!! CANTO 9 SPOILERS !!!

[affection-and-resentment]

“Your flow, the string that threads you all together… will be much more tenacious than you could have ever dreamed of.”

…

Hello. I am not one for greetings, so I will keep this short.

I am the Dihui Star of the Pinky. I saw some other Nursefathers, though I never did want to engage with them, join this site, and, curious, I… decided to join as well.

I suppose you may ask some things of me.

Tags:

deathedge [絶命] = answering asks

uttermost rend space - string severance [空間斬 - 絕緣] = roleplaying

scartrail slash [殘痕斬] = ic posts

silent regard = ooc posts

And, here is my daughter, if you wish to talk with her. I will not hesitate to cut you down if you hurt her in any way.

Yuzuki: @fieldsofhydrangea

Now, this is finished. [read under the cut plz thanks]

HAI HAIIIIIII ITS @cathyofthewildhunt !!!!! AND THIS IS ARAYA AS DIHUI STAR, SO NO THIS ISNT SHIOMI YORU 👍👍👍👍👍

I STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO ROLEPLAY AS ARAYA SO I WONT BE CONFIDENT MUCH SO PLEASE BEAR WITH ME AND TELL ME IF I EVER ACT OOC !!!! THANKS THANKS

[threads-of-arayashiki]

this ur dad trust /jk

⌞📐⌝ ...who???

⌞📐⌝ I don't need a Dad anyway...

[affection-and-resentment]

...I do not like that white-haired man. He is... arrogant.

[galloping-windmill]

hey. um im really sorry

[an-aspiring-star]

*look at my pinky nursefather and apprentice bro we're cooked

[pippylol]

⚠️Flash warning + Canto 9 Spoilers!

Idk how well videos do on tumblr..Has anyone done this trend w/ Ryoshu yet.. is this trend even alive still..

Song: Decline - Skyte

[naruhate]

Araya had always been here.

Requested art for @portalcartoon.

The cutout of Araya I drew. I imagined this is how she really looked like when she came out of the box. Still so small and helpless, and just wanted her mom to come back. But she was placed in such a big big room all by herself to train with the sword she could barely lift off the ground.

I originally wanted to post just this but then I thought why not put her into the Pinky background so it um. made more sense.

[ryuu4288]

오늘은 케이크 많이 먹자! 🎂

[calamuscoalition]

that one comic but ryoshu and araya bercause i thought it fit. original comic is I’m not sure how to look at art by Lynda Barry

[affection-and-resentment]

— Letter to: Ryōshū @hellscreen04

Dear, Mom,

Happy birthday. You’re as old as me now, haha…

[That’s a joke.]

I wonder… how you celebrated this day in the years without me. Did you save me a slice or two? Did you get dragon’s beard candy for the both of us?

Did you ever remember how we used to celebrate your birthday, back here, before you left?

I’d always insist on lighting at least a candle, on a cupcake, flavor of your choosing. I still tried to celebrate your birthday inside that safe, until I lost count.

I missed you, dearly. But now we can continue celebrating together.

As you celebrate more birthdays to come, remember this…

…ILY, Mommy. It’s alright. Live on.

— Araya

[novalovesoutis]

Are you sure we're in hongyuan guys

[hellscreen04]

...

(She slowly removes her veil, hoping it would do something—anything—to reduce the awkwardness of it all.)

@affection-and-resentment

The sharp sting of recollection prodded against the child's synapses like hot iron. She knew this sting by now, interacting with those on this Singularity disguised as a website. For a brief moment, she would recall that which was most important to her, but the minute she turned her gaze away...

With a shaky hand, she brought a hand to her mouth, pulling away the cigarette she had only just lit. She knew she had to capitalize on the moment, before it all slipped away again. Back into the same oblivion her blade consigned so many other memories into.

"A... raya?"

The child's murmuring voice asked, feeling the the sounds, the contours of her daughter's name, in all its unfamiliarity. She knew by now it wouldn't be her own mother staring her back. It had to be Araya. She hoped it would be Araya.

[affection-and-resentment]

(She breathes a shaky sigh of relief, nodding.)

…it’s me, Mom.

[hellscreen04]

"Araya... I missed you."

She maintained a steady composure. To keep her hands from shaking, the Child gripped her scabbard tightly.

T̶̙̙̅̀͐̇ȟ̶̛̖̩̝͉͙ẽ̸̛̬͈̩̮́̀ ̶̘̲̘̬̻̔͋̚s̷̤͓͇̆͑͐h̵̢̤̹̮̾̽ͅë̵̗̥̱̘́͗̋a̷̻͎̣͠t̸̳̤̣̬̉̔̐h̷͓̼̱̦̠͊̓ ̷̧̤̼̀́t̷͚̜͔͖̂ͅh̶͎̍̂͒ȧ̷̮̥̺t̵̰̜̞̳̔̇̌ ̸͕̺̖̜͗h̶̢̰͖́̇̈́̚è̶͇̓̕l̴̜̼͓͛̑d̸̤̤̟̹̑̀.̸̛͉̈́̇͘.̷̜̓.̸̟̍͒̀

Ah. It seems it's still a little too recent to mention that. The Child's trusty scabbard, be it white with black writing or black with white writing, secured with locks or red cordage or a red ribbon, helped her to focus. For a moment, her mind was able to concentrate on the words being said. Araya's words. And that, in turn, helped her regain her calm, cool persona.

"It's been too long since I last got to say I.L.Y."

[affection-and-resentment]

I’ve missed you too, Mom.

ILY…

[orions-garden]

mother, daughter // a sandra lynn and figueroth faeth poem

here’s the contrapuntal poem I wrote as a part of @d20exchange 2025 for @complicatedwomenpodcast!!❄️

+ bonus short sandra lynn playlist here because I was feeling inspired

[affection-and-resentment]

why does it seem you care for your kid more than your apprentice, is your kid even blood related to you?

Yuzuki is still young. She will still need me. Ren, on the other hand, can very well take care of himself.

And, blood-related or not, Yuzuki is my daughter. No harm will come to her, and I will ensure that.

[fieldsofhydrangea]

Kiki, are you alright? I hope I haven’t neglected too many of your needs while I was...

...

...asleep.

@affection-and-resentment

I' m okay ! I can take care of myself too , y' know ..?

[affection-and-resentment]

I know, I know, I’m just... worried.

(She hugs her daughter.)

I love you, my daughter, my Yuzuki.

[an-aspiring-star]

(Knock knock.)

Ren, is everything okay?

@affection-and-resentment

*ren sat in his room, having resigned himself to his current situation. at least it did not bother his usual schedule much. his inability to train was frustrating, extremely so—but it wasn't like he ever did much else to feel more bothered about it.

*kucio kept trying to play with his chains by batting at them. he did not have the energy or will to do anything about it.

*then, a knock at his door. as soon as the pinky apprentice turns to look, the voice of his Master is heard from the other side.

*his stomach drops down to the depths of hell. by the wings not the other iteration of his master too.

' 'master? ' '

[4/5]

[affection-and-resentment]

Ren, are you okay?

(She waits a few seconds more outside the door.)

I’m coming in.

(She slides the door open gently, before pausing.)

Ren—?

...ah, the anons, I presume?

[an-aspiring-star]

*ren shoots up from the ground, briefly considering running to his closet and hiding before realising how futile that would be. so he just stands there. staring at his Master akin to a deer in the headlights. Kucio has long since hidden somewhere in the room, just barely missing the dihui star.

' ' ..ahm. uhm. greetings, Master.' '

*the pinky apprentice bows, thankfully having gotten used to the shackles' weight enough to not stumble this time. he's just going to play it off. act normal. yes.

' 'you'd be correct..this humble self was made the subject of their entertainment.' ' *at this point, he's fairly certain every other non-index apprentice save albina have been put into these garments by the Anons. ren presumes that her prosthetic body has made them not consider it. Yet.

[affection-and-resentment]

I see.

(She looks at Ren one more time, before nodding her head and leaving.)

[an-aspiring-star]

(Knock knock.)

Ren, is everything okay?

@affection-and-resentment

*ren sat in his room, having resigned himself to his current situation. at least it did not bother his usual schedule much. his inability to train was frustrating, extremely so—but it wasn't like he ever did much else to feel more bothered about it.

*kucio kept trying to play with his chains by batting at them. he did not have the energy or will to do anything about it.

*then, a knock at his door. as soon as the pinky apprentice turns to look, the voice of his Master is heard from the other side.

*his stomach drops down to the depths of hell. by the wings not the other iteration of his master too.

' 'master? ' '

[4/5]

[affection-and-resentment]

Ren, are you okay?

(She waits a few seconds more outside the door.)

I’m coming in.

(She slides the door open gently, before pausing.)

Ren—?

...ah, the anons, I presume?

[affection-and-resentment]

you should check in on your apprentice. for no reason in particular.

Hm? Ren? Is.. is he alright?