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Hey so you know how people always talk about transmasc erasure? Coming across that paper on Tumblr discourse on transandrophobia reminded me of something.
When I was doing my criminology degree, I went to several professors with several thesis ideas, and all of them were denied. These were all ideas based on transmasculine crime and victimology stats. Every professor shot down every thesis I had on ideas related to transmasc victims of various crimes.
Their reasoning? There's no need for this. This is useless. Nobody is interested in reading about trans men and transmascs being victims of crimes. They wouldn't even let me do my thesis on estimating more accurate stats on transmasculine victims of homicide. Which is an INCREDIBLY important thing!
So yeah. Next time someone talks about how trans men and transmascs aren't victims as much, remember this. Researchers don't want to research this. They won't allow people who want to do so, to do so. I couldn't get anyone to advise me on these papers.
seeing young trans men saying how they feel so “validated” by people telling them to kill themselves because “at least they see me as a man” is actually so fucking sad. 15 year old trans boy you do not deserve to be treated like a monster because of the words you use for yourself and the goals you have for your body. you do not need to accept this kind of treatment from your own community in order to prove that you’re not a threat. you are a person. you are a person
Please do Platonic!yandere!Subaru where the reader keeps on dying horrifically. Their deaths are worse than the others, for whatever reason.
Even better if they're loyal to him, or help him out on a difficult moment.
⋆˙⟡♡ I’ll save you with every life ⚞^. .^⚟
Platonic!Subaru x reader
This is set in arc 4 (where Elsa is killing Subaru at the mansion in s2) with reader having a similar relationship to Subaru as Betty and Petra do!!
TW: Gore, death, stomach cutting, detailed description of organs falling out, angst, no happy ending
Once you heard Subaru was due to come back, you rushed to the front of the mansion along with the others of Roswaal’s maids, Petra and Ram. Your light footsteps echoed around the grand hall, rushing towards the large, mahogany door. As Ram opened it, both you and Petra rushed out excitedly, waiting at the bottom of the stairs for the older teenager.
Your posture was perfect, hands behind your back, and uniform sat neatly on your body. You were rigid from the excitement of seeing him once again. Though it hadn’t been long, you had missed your friend dearly.
The sound of your heart beating filled your ears as you saw a carriage drawing ever closer, being dragged by the black-scaled land dragon who seemed to hold Subaru in equally high regards as you did. The wheels crushed against the gravel below it, slowing to a stop as Subaru clumsily stepped out with a wonky smile. Immediately, he rushed towards you and Petra, pulling you into a tight hug.
“You have no idea what I’ve been through! It’s so good to see you guys again!” He gushed voice filled with emotion. He pulled back, examining the two of you. “So cute!” He practically squealed, pulling you once again into a tight hug. Your giggles were muffled by his shoulder as he pushed you into himself warmly.
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Unfortunately for you, this heartfelt, affectionate reunion was short lived as Ram shortly gave orders to go back to cleaning. So while she got to spend her precious time talking to your dear friend, you were stuck cleaning with a pout on your face.
“She’s so lazy…” You murmured to yourself angrily. Truly, you did love Ram, though she did seem to… ‘shift’ the workload quite often onto others. Your broom swept against the wooden floors, collecting the dust as you moved.
Your methodical sweeping continued as you made your way further down the magnificent halls of the large mansions. The workload felt as if it would never end…
At the sound of clicking heels, you looked behind you curiously, however, before you could see what was behind you, they grasped you at inhumane speed.
Fearing that a single movement may lead to your horrific demise, your breath hitched. You heard someone lick their lips before the sensation of something pressing against your stomach caught your attention. Your gaze lowered as a pain grew like flames throughout your whole body. Through your shaking vision, you could see pools of red collapsing out of your body, which was growing weaker by the second. In a pathetic hope to stay alive, you gripped the warm organs, blood flowing over your calloused hands from work, though you had never worked as hard as you were right now to keep yourself alive. The sensation of your bowels hitting your hand was something that you had never thought you would feel. Nausea climbed its way up your throat, though you were unable to let it escape from your mouth. Your panicked eyes avoided the bloodied mess surrounding you as you were laid down on top of it. A low moan emerged from the purple figure standing above you.
“My, what lovely bowels~”
Despite your vision fading rapidly, you could see her wide grin on her blood stained face. Your eyes slammed shut, fearing the woman above you so desperately that you couldn’t even look at her.
Your hearing was giving out along side your vision, though you could faintly hear the clumsy footfalls of the idolised young man approaching.
Subaru ignored the violent woman, deciding to focus solely on you as he crouched down and grasped your head, not caring for his clothes that were now soaked in your own blood. Fighting against your heavy eyelids, you looked at the boy. His lips were moving, though you couldn’t hear any of it. Your eyes shut for the final time.
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A pout was present on your face as your aggressive sweeps moved further down the hallway, removing the constantly growing dust.
“She’s so lazy…” An annoyed sigh left your lips as you thought about the stoic pink-haired demon who always gave you more work than herself, despite being older.
The silence of the hallway was being broken by the sound of your broom sweeping against the wooden floor and your gentle footsteps. You paused in your sweeping and looked up, feeling something… off. Your eyes widen in fear as your grasp on the broom slips ever so slightly.
You were met with a raven-haired woman with captivating purple eyes and an off-puttingly wide grin stretching unnaturally on her beautiful face. Her heels clicked against the expensive wood and you finally notice the large blade in her hands.
Your legs acted before you could process, survival instincts kicking in perfectly. Your once gentle steps were now rapid, miscalculated, and rapid. You were falling over yourself as you desperately clung to the freedom of living. Though, no matter how fast you ran, it wouldn’t have saved you.
Cold skin grasped your own as you heard the sound of lips being licked beside your ear.
“What fun prey~! I can’t wait to see your insides~” The woman teased in a voice that was far too playful for the threatening situation you found yourself in. Though, you suppose this wasn’t dangerous to her and may in fact be a game. You shivered at the thought as you felt the blade graze you lightly.
“M-my insi-“ You cut yourself off with a desperate scream, deep and primal emerging from your core.
The burning of your throat was an incomparable pain to whatever the woman had done to you. Trying desperately to grip at the pain to reduce it, your hand went straight inside yourself. Your tear filled eyes wondered down as you took the sight in.
The wetness of your blood.
The squishing of your organs.
The bloodcurdling screams escaping your throat.
The consuming smell of iron.
Your organs were falling out of your body.
You immediately fell to your knees, the delicate and detailed dress splattered in dark red as you heard a small moan from behind you. Drifting your gaze to meet your killer weakly, you saw her smearing your blood over her face as she gripped her large smile. A final, small smile grazed your face as you saw your hero rushing towards her.
Panic struck his face as he saw he was too late, though he didn’t falter. His sprint only got faster in the slight hope that he would have a chance to save you. His loud and clumsy running quickly caught the attention of the woman.
You saw her swift, agile steps move towards the inexperienced boy with a large smile. His eyes widen in pain as he collapsed beside you. His organs and blood flooded from a matching deep cut, mixing with your own that had trickled to the floor. Your screams had died on your tongue, no longer having the energy to yell, though Subaru was still filled with the desperation to live, to save you. He stared at you with wide, tear filled eyes. Apologies were written all over his face as your body grew weaker, paler, colder. Life was quickly escaping the two of you as your insides blended on the wooden floor beneath your bodies.
“I was too late to save you.” He choked out apologetically. With your last ounce of energy, you took his larger hand in your own.
“You did save me.” A gentle smile remained on your face as your eyes fluttered shut.
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You angrily sweep the floor below you, as if it had personally asked you to sweep it rather than the lazy maid who gave you the larger workload almost daily. Just as you were about to complain to yourself, you heard a shout. An eyebrow quirked up in confusion, though realisation quickly flooded your face as you recognised Subaru’s voice.
The broom clattered to the floor and you quickly fled towards the noise. You heard angry shouts from a voice you recognised to be Subaru, and a low, gentle voice from someone that you had never heard before. Your lungs ached as you ran closer to the scene, needing to save the person you looked up to; needing to save your friend.
Finally, you reached the two. Subaru was stood in a defensive stance, grimace present on his face. Opposing him stood a beautiful woman with a calm, half lidded smile present on her face in pleasure. A subtle movement from her was all you needed to act.
Your muscles ached desperately for the need to stop, but you picked your pace up once again, throwing yourself in front of Subaru in order to protect him.
You felt a strange sensation on your stomach, hearing something fall to the ground in an odd squishing sound. You saw the woman beside you, licking her lips with a bloodied blade in her pale, slender hands. You began to piece the situation together as your pupils dilated. Subaru’s desperate, tearful screams started, though they were muffled by a ringing in your ears.
Your dilated pupils moved down to the pile of organs beneath you. Red was escaping you like a waterfall of blood, painting the wood and carpet and pooling at your feet. The pain was finally processed as you began to fall, though before you could hit the ground, Subaru wrapped his arms around you in a familiar manner that you had felt just a few hours prior. The warm liquid of blood trickling down the two of you mirrored the warm liquid falling from both of your eyes as you drew in what you knew would be your final breaths. Subaru clung to you, sobbing, begging that you grasp to your last moments of life. Blood gushed from your mouth as you coughed violently, spots appearing in your vision.
With your remaining energy, you smiled and spoke softly.
“Thank you for letting me save you, Subaru.”
Your eyes shut once again.
Thank you for the ask this was super fun to write ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜ I hope I managed to capture what you envisioned (,,¬﹏¬,,)
can i request a yandere platonic headcanons about kris dreemurr and noelle holiday to a childhood best friend reader? for like reader has always been there for them for noelle when dess disappeared and for kris when asriel went to college essentially reader never let the friendship end up like it is in canon deltarune?
Omg considering what happens in Chapter 5's Weird Route apparently I can make this extremely dark... So let me cook with this.
I was listening to 'Waiting To Wake Up' by Maretu while writing this because I do love to share what I listen to while I write :) May also fit the vibe? Focused on Weird Route for max yandere potential that wasn't just them being soft.
‼️POTENTIAL SPOILERS FOR THE WEIRD ROUTE IN DELTARUNE CHAPTERS 1 -> 5‼️
Yandere! Platonic! Kris + Noelle with Childhood Friend! Darling
Alright... originally I can see this dynamic being VERY sweet.
You've been friends with these two for a LONG time.
You often played with the two when you were younger, y'know... before everything fell apart.
You remember when the Dreemurrs and Holidays were close, when everyone would get together for everything.
This was around the time Dess and Asriel were still around... the two younger than you three but still allowing you all to tag along with them.
Things were... simple then.
Kris was Kris, Noelle was Noelle, you were you.
You've always been rather mature within the trio.
Maybe you weren't as old as Asriel and Dess... but you certainly seemed to be supportive with Kris and Noelle.
Especially when things fell apart.
Soon Dess disappears... The Dreemurrs divorce... Asriel goes to college...
It leads to your friendships getting messy.
Despite that... you've made it a goal to support them.
Noelle tends to be the one that needs the most... support.
You are one of the only people she can come to when her problems start becoming too much.
She feels she needs to be perfect, to get good grades, to do anything to get some recognition....
Her mother is often distant due to being the mayor, her father is in the hospital, and Dess is gone....
She's become a vulnerable and shy girl since then... always needing to bottle up what she's feeling.
Yet with you and Kris... she's felt like she can be herself more often.
She often rushes to find you both since you seem to be the glue that keeps Kris and her from drifting.
You... make her feel okay.
So... admittedly the deer girl is attached.
Kris has their own issues too that you try to help with.
Nowadays they've been isolating, probably since Asriel left and the divorce of their parents....
They've certainly... changed since you were all younger.
They're quiet, sometimes speaking like they used to in that usual deadpan tone, but they're mostly quiet....
You work with that... you try to help them adapt to change alongside Noelle.
You're essentially the friend keeping them both together... which seems to backfire eventually.
You're their support... and they both love you very much.
It's like you're a sibling to them...
As though you're filling the void left behind by their respective older siblings.
Due to this I can definitely see an obsession starting.
They've both known you for what feels like forever.
The very idea of you... not being with them anymore?
It sounds impossible to them.
Noelle is reliant on the comfort you provide.
Normal Noelle is a soft yandere, especially when platonic.
She's clingy, often following you around and asking to talk.
You feel freeing for her... and Kris seems to feel a similar way.
Kris is canonically protective of Noelle due to their past together.
So I can see them wanting to protect you both as part of your friend group.
If you ever drifted away for one reason or another... Kris would drag you back to your friend group.
These two aren't bad yanderes to have...normally.
They might get a bit manipulative to monopolize the time they have with you... yet it's not violent or anything.
Any form of jealousy is usually vented through them distracting you or pressing closer
If you want true yandere friend behavior...
We might need to look at the infamous 'Weird Route'.
Like... Imagine how it is from your perspective?
You're completely unaware of the SOUL Kris has and the fact that's one of the reasons they keep acting strange.
The Yandere potential for Weird Route Kriselle is... through the roof.
Before all of this they've been clingy, maybe overprotective and demanding as your friends...
But... they've been through a lot... right?
They're... still your friends... right?
I know it's implied only Kris and Noelle are the most aware of the changes the Weird Route causes...
Yet what about you...?
You've been friends with them the longest... so you no doubt notice changes.
Especially with Kris.
Kris... they're more pushy.
They tend to be more controlling with you, similarly to how they are with Noelle back in the Dark World originally.
They're... never quite the same as they once were.
Yet part of them also seems rather hesitant to order you around...?
It's strange to you...
Not as strange as how Noelle changes though.
I feel like Noelle develops even worse dependency issues at this point.
Kris keeps acting strange... trying to encourage her to get stronger...
Then when she hesitates... they bring up you.
Doesn't she want to repay you?
Doesn't she want to get strong enough to protect you?
It... unnerves Noelle...
Yet she eventually might give in... she trusts Kris.
You're all friends, right?
So... she follows through... she listens to the orders
PROCEED.
She does it because maybe she does need to turn the tables... she's been so reliant on you...
Now maybe Kris is right...
You should be more reliant on them.
After all... you've all lost so much.
You should stick together... forever....
If anyone thinks otherwise?
They need to go away.
Imagine if Kris wasn't fully on board with pushing Noelle off the deep end like they are in the game?
They also wanted you to stay with them forever...
Maybe not like this though.
Kris turns colder... more controlling when you notice something is wrong.
Noelle is originally more closed off and cold... but soon clings to you with a certain mania in her eyes.
Kris... or maybe whatever Kris is harboring... told her that you might leave them.
It's not far from the truth... you're one of the few who actually notices the changes.
These... They don't feel like your friends anymore.
Something's changed... you just can't figure out what.
All you know is they're more suffocating with you now.
It's like they can sense your unease... your steadily growing need to run.
But no... that won't happen.
They'll probably just corrupt you too.
You try to distance yourself...
Only to be backed into a corner by the friends you thought you knew.
Kris is cold... They're no longer the human you helped comfort when everything went downhill.
They confront you on why you're trying to leave... After all... you're a trio, right?
Why would you leave?
Noelle is in a similar state....
She accuses you of trying to leave your friends after everything.
She tells you this town holds nothing for you three now.
There's too many restrictions... there's no freedom... no chance to grow....
They understand you want to leave this place... but take it as you wanting to leave with them.
Every word they say... it reminds you more and more that your old childhood friends... are gone.
They've been replaced by... something.
Now they're possessive, controlling, delusional...
They won't be letting you go.
They're more suffocating than before, forcing you to listen to their words and commands.
Noelle helps isolate you by driving others away... and Kris's words attempt to act as encouragement for you to give in.
What I'm trying to say is... It's going to be The Lake Scene all over again.
When Noelle tells Kris they need to leave this town?
Yeah... this whole thing would end the same... except now you're dragged into it.
To them... this is the best way to keep the group together... childhood friends that will never leave each other's sides again even if they lost everyone else...
You'll all leave this town... together... across the lake.
Now at this point... it's up to you... maybe the two really do take you across the water to make sure they never lose you and will always love you as their best friend...
Or maybe it's something... darker...
Either option isn't pleasant... one way or another...
Redesign for my dear Airstrike! The cape pissed me off SO BAD. So I got rid of it. You can also see how my style and anatomy evolved... she lokks her height!
"Christ- Thomas!? Is that you? Where the hell have you been!? It's been a whole week, you weren't answering our calls and your house was empty. We thought you were dead!"
"I know, I know, I'm sorry. If I had to face you in person, I wouldn't have gone through with it."
"Through with what, Thomas? What's going on?"
"I'm leaving. All of it. You were right, I have a problem. And I can't keep letting my problems hurt the people I love. I have to make a clean start for myself, so I'm moving out of town."
"To where?"
"Can't say. I don't think it's good for me to be in contact family anymore. I'm unstable, you know that. I've done... irreversible damage that can't be forgiven. Your family shouldn't suffer for my own sake."
"I... Thomas. There's nothing I want more for you to recover. But do you even have a plan? A place to stay? I can't trust you to be on your own. Please don't cut us off."
"I'm sorry, but it's better this way."
"Don't do this, Thomas. We can figure something out-"
You woke up later to fingers tapping your forehead. Sword was looking down at you with a big smile.
"Did you forget where your room was?," He asked with a small laugh, "This is mine."
Sword had Sisyphus on his shoulder as he woke you up. You did a little stretch and were picked up by the older inphernal. You hugged his neck while still waking up from your nap. You also felt sore from the injuries you sustained from Windforce. You made a small whine when one of your injuries were pressed on by accident.
"Oh, Sorry.," Sword apologized, "We can get Medkit to look at your injuries later."
He carried you down the stairs before setting you down on the floor to walk yourself, you held onto his cape and rubbed your eyes. You followed Sword as he walked though the house, keeping a grip on his cape to not fall behind. He slowed his pace down so you could follow as well.
"You found her, where was she?," The voice of Venomshank was heard as the two of you walked into the den.
"Taking a nap in my room.," Sword answered.
As your eyes adjusted to being awake again, You saw Venomshank sitting on a chair that seemed to be specially made for him and his size. He was looking at a book that seemed to be old, it had text that was human language on it.
Venomshank was not wearing his mask. His face had a kind smile on it.
"Lualight, I hope you are comfortable.," The godlike inphernal said to you with a kind tone.
"I am, thank you.," You replied.
Venomshnak noticed that you did not seem to be as happy as you had been before. He closed the book and set it down before beckoning you to come closer.
"Is there something wrong?," He asked, "You can tell me."
"Mama is going to be worried. I have never been away from her this long.," You answered.
Venomshank's smile faltered. He knew that your previous caretaker would be worried about you, especially since you seemed to be rather close to her. He did not know about your previous caretaker more than what little you had divulged before. You mentioning how protective she was of you. Venomshanks placed his hand on your shoulder in a gentle motion, being careful not to scratch your skin with his sharp nails.
Venomshank also knew he could not let you go back to where you had been. Especially since Windforce had found you were being used. He did not know the whole story, but she had good information. Even if she was a brute with a short temper.
"Lualight, Please tell me everything you remember since you came here.," Venomshank told you in your language after dismissing Sword to run some errands.
You told him everything. How you and your parents fell into the Inpherno and met darkheart. How you got seperated from them and were found by the church. That you were a beloved member of the cult. That they loved you and that they had you do many things for them. You gripped the borrowed shirt you wore while talking to him. Venomshank listened patiently and let you cry as you needed. He now knew everything about your past. You only left out where the church was.
Venomshank was holding you at the end of your story, letting you hug into him for more comfort. He felt your heartbeat in the crystal on his horn as it shook slightly. The one that you made to give him.
"I am not allowed to go back, am I?," You asked and got a shake of his head as an answer.
"No, I cannot let you. It is to protect you.," The inphernal said in your language, "There are those who would use you for their own gain."
"Mama never did.," You said, "I miss mama."
"I know you do.," Venomshank replied and held your cheek in his large hand, "But your safety comes first. The power you hold has the potential to completely change the Inpherno itself."
Venomshank was sincere. He did not want you to get hurt or be used my nefarious individuals. He placed you back onto the floor.
"You can tell me about any trouble you have.," The smiling god inphernal said, "I am here to help you. I will train you if you want and protect you if you need me."
You leaned into his hand that was still on your cheek. His hand was warm and gentle on your soft skin.
He placed Sisyphus into your hands. You petted the little bird softly, similar to how Scythe taught you how to pet hers.
"Did you like flying on Sisyphus?," Venomshank asked.
"Yes. It reminded me of the rides I took with mama on her bird.," You replied.
"I had heard that those who live in Lost Temple do use birds as transportation.," he mused, "I'm glad you were comfortable."
Your conversations were interrupted by Sword coming back home with some groceries. He had brought some bandages and soaps for you as well.
"Feeling better, Lualight?," Sword asked and got a nod from you, "I'm glad. Hey, want to help me with these?"
You agreed and helped to put away the groceries with Sword. The older inphernal teased you slightly with being so small. He was not mean with his teasing like some were. It was nice to be with him and Venomshank. You helped to make dinner and clean up afterwards. Sword went to his room after, being reminded by Venomshank that they had some more training in the morning.
Apparently he skipped the last part of his training to go check on you. You followed Sword to his room. He was changing into his sleeping shirt when he turned and jumped at your sudden appearance.
"Agh! Lualight!"
He placed his hand over his chest as you got closer to him.
"Sorry, Sword.," you apologized.
"No, it's fine. You just startled me.," He said while breathing out.
You noticed that the crystal necklace he wore was losing it's shine. Like it had been healing him slowly. You grabbed the crystal and began to refill it with your Lua and fix it. You let go after fixing it. The shape changed slightly, but it now gave off a pleasant glow. Sword felt it after you let go. He could have sworn it felt like there was a heartbeat. He also had felt a warmth in his horns as you fixed it.
"That was you. Those times I felt something through my horns, that was you.," he said, finally realizing the previous sensations he felt.
You gave him a small nod before trying to walk back to your room. You got hugged from behind by Sword.
"I'm sorry. You were so scared.," he said as you felt tears on your shoulder, "You don't have to be scared anymore. Venomshank and I are here for you, I'll be a good brother."
He hugged you so tight that you could not wiggle out even if you tried, but he was also so gentle. He made sure not to hurt you. He did not want to let you go. You just surrendered to being hugged like a pillow. At least you would be warm as you slept.
You used him as a pillow since he didn't want to let go. His heartbeat was strong inside of his chest. Sword found you very comfortable, you had such soft skin compared to his. You were also very warm as he held you. It was quite comforting. As you two slept, Venomshank checked in and saw the two of you cuddled together. He found it so cute that his own ward and the young hornless got along so well that you two would rather be close instead of in seperate rooms.
The next morning, you were woken by the light coming through the window. Sword was making light snores as he still slept. You saw Sisyphus on a perch in the room, watching the both of you. You never saw the perch before. Venomshank must let Sword take care of and keep Sisyphus in his room. The bird fluffed up after shaking, making a puff of feather. He made a yawn and looked at you with his beady little eyes. The red horned inphernal was not holding you as tightly as he had been, allowing you to wiggle out. You sat on top of Sword and tapped at him. Your little invading fingers lifted his lip to look at his teeth. He had small fangs. Small compared to some you had seen before. They were not as long as your mama's fangs.
You opened one of his eyes, looking into the faint color that his eye had. You wanted to touch the bright red horns Sword had, but you stopped. You remembered what Banhammer and Medkit had told you. That it was rude to grab the horns of others and that your powers made it painful when you grabbed the horns of others. You poked at his face again, pressing into his cheek. You got a small groan out of him he put his arm over his eyes. You leaned in closer and saw him peek out from under his arm.
"G'morning Sword.," You said and got off the bed.
Sword got up and stretched. He changed outfits while you wandered downstairs to see Venomshank. The tall inphernal was fixing his mask onto his face when you found him.
"Good morning, Lualight. Sword and I were about to train this morning.," He said to you, "You are welcome to join or watch."
He was about to say something else when he noticed your messy hair. Your bed head was cute, but needed to be fixed.
"Would it be okay for me to fix your hair?," Venomshank asked.
He really wanted to brush it. He had never seen a young hornless before and your hair was so pretty and soft looking. Venomshank took the comb from you when you held it out for him. You sat in his lap as he ran the teeth of the comb through your hair. He ran his ungloved hand over your hair to feel it. The texture felt so nice under his claws. He carefully combed out the tangles and made it look much better than you could.
You liked how it felt when he was combing your hair. It was like how your parents used to. Parents that you realized that you were forgetting slowly. All you could remember now was the family you had in the church and the friends you had made through your adventure through the Inpherno. Venomshank had long finished combing the tangles from your hair and was petting it as he waited for Sword. You felt warm and comfortable. Like you were back with your mama. Except this was one of the seven sword gods and your mama was nowhere to be found. You heard the sound of boots descending the stairs as Sword came into view. Venomshank stood while carefully holding you to not irritate your injuries.
"Good morning Sword.," the tall inphernal greeted his ward, "Are you ready for your morning training?"
Sword looked a little nervous before nodding, he relaxed after seeing you. You still had his shirt on, a shirt that was too big for you. Your hair had been brushed out and you looked healthy despite your injuries. You were carried out behind the home before being set on some boxes. Venomshank and Sword got into their positions before starting their training sparring. It was evident of the experience difference between the both of them. You felt like you were not alone and looked beside you. A big black mass was in your way.
You fell off the box you were seated on with a yelp from the shock of the sudden appearance. You heard a familiar mischievous laugh as you looked back up to the wizard hat wearing god of chaos. His ever present green grin was looking back at you. You whined as you got up, feeling that you had bumped into some of your bruises. It hurt to fall like that. Darkheart tilted his head in amusement.
"Has our sister been rough with you? What a brute.," his tone was teasing.
"You already know. You were there the entire time.," You said back, "I heard you."
Venomshank had turned his attention to you as soon as he heard your yelp. He saw that his brother had come to visit again. A visit to more than likely just see the precious hornless.
"Why are you here, Darkheart?," Venomshank asked his sibling with a slight annoyance in his tone.
Darkheart feigned sadness as he responded, "Is it so wrong to want to visit our dear brother?"
His clawed hand was over his heart as he asked that. But he soon removed it to laugh afterwards.
"I know better than that, Darkheart.," the masked god said and picked you up after coming to see if you got injured again, "What is it that you want?"
Darkheart motioned to you, "We wanted to see her again."
You doubted about that being the only reason. The hat wearing god motioned to the crystal on Venomshank's horn.
"And we wanted a crystal as well.," He finally admitted.
You could do that. You liked him well enough to give him one that was special made. Even if Darkheart was mischeivious, he had helped you several times. You summoned a crystal like you had done before for your mama and gave it to the mischeivious god. His grin looked amused this time.
"This works as payment~," His voice sounded like there was a laugh in it as he spoke before disappearing.
Venomshank put you back onto the box and looked at your bandages. Some blood was on the one wrapped around your head.
Sword came up after Darkheart left. Venomshank turned to him.
"Could you take Lualight to your friend?," the mask wearing inphernal asked, "She is bleeding again."
"What about the training?," Sword asked.
"We can stop here.," Venomshank replied, "Take her to Medkit and run some errands with her."
Sword carefully took you from his mentor and left with you in his arms. You felt pain as the feeling of the torn open wounds finally hit you. The red horned inphernal ran with you in his arms and to Medkit's apartment. He passed by the landlord and ran up the stairs. Sword knocked on the door. It did not take long for Medkit to answer. The teal horned doctor looked at Sword before looking down at you. He pulled both of you into his apartment.
"What happened? Where was she? Who-," Medkit asked question after question.
His single eye looking frantically over you and at your injuries. He used his gear to close the wounds he could, making your skin itch from the rapid healing. You whined as he kept you from scratching at the freshly healed skin. The wounds that were too deep for him to close were cleaned and wrapped in fresh bandages.
Once you were healed, Medkit sat down on his couch with you on his lap. Sword sat on a nearby chair.
"What happened?," Medkit asked.
Sword pointed to the scar on his cheek, "Same as this."
"Windforce. She was mad at me.," You answered, "I was taken to her when I was trying to come back to you."
Medkit looked like he was getting a pain in his head from your answer.
"Okay then, Where have you been since?," The doctor asked.
"I stayed the night in Splintered skies. And I have been with Sword.," You replied.
Medkit looked to Sword, who nodded.
"My Mentor brought her home after getting word she was there.," Sword explained.
You felt the hand of Medkit on your hair, He was gently petting your head.
"Her mother came her yesterday, looking for her.," Medkit said, "She's getting a little desperate."
"I don't know if I can give her back.," Sword answered.
"Windforce said I have to stay with Sword and his mentor.," you added, "That I cannot go back."
Medkit picked you up and handed you to sword, "Take her, go."
"Med, what?," Sword asked.
"Her mother is dangerous. The less I know about where you two go, the better.," Medkit explained, "I trust you and your mentor to take care of her."
You were more than a little surprised, you thought that Medkit would take you back to turn you over to your mama. But he did not, he is letting Sword take you instead. He gave you a small and gentle smile. The same kind he had given you when you got hurt in the church to reassure you. Sword left with you in his arms. He took you to the shopping district and set you down. You walked with him holding your hand to keep yourselves together. Your bare feet started to hurt on the rough concrete, Making Sword pick you up again. You still had your little bag with you, having some money. Sword took you to a clothing shop to get some new clothes.
The first thing was comfortable shoes. The inphernal who owned the shop was helpful with measuring your feet and getting you cute and comfy footwear. After you got the shoes, you tried on different clothes. From styles based of different phighters, to cute little dresses. The shop owner helped you picking fashions and clothes that fit your style and needs. The owner offered to tailor some clothes for you after seeing that you had some specific needs. You paid with your own money, finding that you were carrying a significant amount from the owner. That inphernal had you buy a better and more secure bag to keep your money in.
You finally didn't have to walk around with only a shirt on. You and Sword walked hand in hand, feeling better from being healed and clothed. You felt a little hungry and thirsty. You didn't have breakfast. You wandered with Sword, watching him do errands and talking to him about things when you saw a small Cafe. You recognized the massive inphernal sitting in it. He must have been taking a break. You looked back to Sword, who was looking at a selection of goods in the store you two were currently in. He already told you that this was going to take a long time.
You pulled at his cape, "I see someone I know, can I go say hello?"
Sword looked down at you, "Oh sure. But come right back."
You nodded at him before rushing over to the Cafe next door. He was still sipping his drink. A big grin was on his face like he had just won a battle. Knowing him, he have.
You walked up to Banhammer with some inphernals watching from a distance.
"Banny.," you said to get his attention.
The massive inphernal stopped drinking and pulled his blindfold up to look at you. He recognized you immediately.
"Shouldn't you be in Splintered Skies?," He asked.
You shook your head, "No. Your mom gave me to someone else."
Banhammer didn't fight when you climbed onto him. You sat comfortably on his lap.
"Who did you get taken in by?," Banhammer asked.
You didn't need to lie to him as he knew you, "Venomshank."
"Ol' Shank, huh?," Banhammer asked, "Didn't take him for the type."
"He's very nice.," You replied.
Banhammer took another large gulp of his drink. You noticed how others were keeping their distance from him. They seemed to be quite surprised by your boldness towards him.
"Those injuries, are they from my mama?," He asked.
You just nodded a little. You felt a big hand on your back.
"You're lucky she held back, She could have killed you.," He said.
You looked back to the store and saw Sword was still looking at the selection.
"Hey, did you use your power earlier?," Banhammer asked, "I felt you do something. You know you shouldn't without permission."
"Darkheart asked me for a crystal.," You answered.
The purple horned inphernal shrugged, "That counts I guess."
You climbed higher onto his shoulder. You were careful to not hold his horns. You remembered that he was supposed to be a warden or something. Someone who is associated with the police?
"Banny.," You said, Calling him by the nickname you learned from your mama.
"What is it, kid?," He responded.
You held onto his head, "Aren't you supposed to be chasing bad guys?"
"I am.," He replied, "Nobody can outrun me for long!"
He got you off of him and placed you on the seat beside him. You could see him better now that you were not looking at him in the dark and because he was staying still. He was massive and muscular with a big muscle gut.
"I'm actually here in crossroads because of a certain criminal.," He told you, "The most dangerous and wanted criminal in the Inpherno. She has been on the run for years now."
You leaned in as he talked. He seemed a bit annoyed at mentioning that this criminal had been evading him.
"But I can catch her! I can catch any criminal.," His laugh was boisterous, "She can't escape me for long."
He took another drink, finishing the glass and waiving the waiter over to have another one poured for him. He ordered a meal for himself as he had the waiter's attention. Banhammer turned his attention back to you when the waiter left.
"Be careful around here. This criminal has killed many and she is a silver tongued manipulator.," Banhammer warned, "I have heard that she has been around here for a few days now."
"Have you faced her before?," You asked while remembering that your mama had been chased by Banhammer before.
The massive inphernal nodded, "Of course I have. What Kind of warden would I be otherwise?"
He took a big drink as his food was brought to him. The waiter cut a quick look at you before walking off. Banhammer contiued talking after taking the drink.
"She's tough. And fast.," The big warden told you, "Very ruthless. Scythe would cut you down without a thought."
You looked back to the store, keeping an eye on where Sword was. He still was looking at the selection. You looked at banhammer again. He was talking about your mama. You knew she was dangerous, but not that she was the most wanted. He gave you a rough pat on the head after you got off the chair you were on.
"Dont let Scythe get ya.," He said with a teasing smile.
"I don't think I'd have to worry about her hurting me.," You replied and pushed his rough hand away from your head.
You two said your goodbyes after you gave him a crystal pendant and you returned to Sword. He saw your messed up hair and laughed.
"I see the one you knew was a bit rough with you.," He said and fixed your hair for you.
You pouted a little, but helped him to carry his selection to the register. You watched the cashier ring up the items and helped Sword carry the bags away. It was fun to be with him. He's good 'big brother' material. He held your hand again as you walked together, both holding bags from shopping.
"Didn't expect you to have that much money on you.," Sword said with a smile, "Did your mother give you that?"
You nodded, "It's all that I earned while working with her."
Sword kept holding your hand in his harder one, he was being careful to not use too much pressure on your much more delicate skin. He walked with you until stopping at another restaurant with you. It was not the one you liked to go to, The one with Slingshot and the others. But you hoped that it was just as good.
You and Sword talked and ate in a booth you had gotten. The booth was away from a lot of the other patrons so you two would be able to talk freely. Sword talked about his training with Venomshank, but made sure to not say his name. You were not as practiced as you talked about your past. You told Sword about living in the old ruins and meeting Darkheart. How the chaos god first met you and taught you the language. Your 'older brother' listened to you talk about Darkheart and your past in the desert. You told him about being found and waking up in Medkit's care. You trailed off after telling him that part.
"I liked everyone, But I am not allowed to go back.," You said, "Especially since Windforce thinks I am being used."
Sword didnt know what to say about that. But, you could tell that he cared. He cared enough to listen to your troubles.
"Sorry to talk so much.," You apologized, "I haven't been able to talk about it before."
He gave you a reassuring smile, "It's okay, its been bothering you for a while. Besides, hearing about Darkheart being something other than a pain in my mentor's neck is kind of nice."
You two did not check if there was anyone else in the booths nearby before talking.
"Are your injuries feeling okay?," Sword asked.
You gave him a smile, "They feel a lot better, thank you."
"I'm happy that you are. Venom and I were worried about that.," He said.
Sword looked at the time and got up to pay. You watched him walk away and sipped at the rest of your drink. you heard some hushed conversations and louder ones nearer to the front of the restaraunt. Sword came back after paying to let you know it was time to leave. You gathered up the shopping bags you had and left. You noticed that there was a pair of inphernals close to your table. One who was large with purple horns and one who was smaller with yellow horns. They both had wings, but the bigger one was missing a wing. You saw them looking at you and Sword. Yet they seemed to be trying not to be too obvious about it.
You walked while holding Sword's hand out of the restaraunt, eyeing the two the whole time. The sun was getting lower in the sky when you two left. It was getting late and you two had been out shopping all day. It was fun. Sword took you back to the home that he shared with Venomshank. The said god was waiting for your and Sword's return. He looked down at you when you ran in after Sword opened the door for you.
"You two look like you had a good time together.," Venomshank said with a smile in his voice.
You ran up to him to give him a hug on his leg after dropping your bags. He picked you up and gave you a hug before putting you back down. He let you put your new outfits away as he took Sword to finish their daily training. You sat in your room and remembered what Banhammer had told you. That your mama was stalking around crossroads. That he was trying to hunt her down. She must have been looking for you after you have not returned to the church after a few days. You held up the crystal you wore and looked into the glowing colors coming from the shining mineral.
"I'm sorry mama.," You said to nobody, "I would like to see you again."
You went back downstairs to watch Sword and Venomshank train some more. You watched as Sword and Venomshank sparred, their swords clashing together. Sisyphus flew onto your shoulder and pressed his little feathered body against your cheek. You petted him, feeling his soft feathers. It was kind of nice to watch Venomshank and Sword spar in the afternoon light. You felt warm and happy to be with those who you knew who cared for you. You took Sisyphus into your little hands and held him gently.
The happiness in your heart made you feel warm. This warmth spread through you. The feeling was the ever familiar feeling of your Lua. It didn't violently come out of you like the other times. It felt like the times you spent with your family in the world you came from. The times your parents took you to an amusement park or on walks through nature together. The small but meaningful moments. You let Sisyphus leave your hold when he wanted to perch onto your head. In his place, a new crystal formed in your hands. It was large and smooth, yet shone with the colors of the sunset. You knew that others would feel your power, and hoped that Windforce would not get mad at you for being happy. You watched as Venomshank finished the lesson with Sword.
You hopped off the box your were on and ran up to the two. You held up the crystal that you made by accident.
"That is beautiful.," Venomshank said and took it from you to look at better, "This is one of the best ones you have made so far."
He gave it back to you as Sword looked over your shoulder at it, Sword placed his hand on it and felt the warmth.
"It's so pretty.," Sword said, "What are you going to do with it? Sell it?"
"She cannot sell it.," Venomshank said, "This is made of pure creation energy, it is too powerful."
"I'm going to put it in my room for decoration.," You said, "Like I did when I stayed with mama."
The warmth of your happiness spread to the edges of the Inpherno, making powerful others feel your presence. The five who personally knew your energy, to the six who do not know you yet. Those who also held your crystals felt your warm happiness. Your mama felt your warmth radiating from the pendant you made for her. She put her gloved hand over it with a smile. She knew you were happy. Scythe sighed, feeling better knowing you were safe and happy wherever you were. Yet, she still wanted to take you home. Her heeled boots tapped on the pavement as she walked before she heard an all too familiar sound. The clatter of armor. She turned to see her pursuer.
"Howdy, Banny~," She drawled out, "Still chasin' me? I know i'm irresitible, but this is silly."
"Never gonna stop till you're behind bars like you're supposed to be.," Banhammer said and charged forward.
Scythe evaded his hammer and saw the familiar glimmer of one of your Crystals. So this big brute had met you too. She evaded another swing of the hammer.
"Nice crystal~ But mine is better.," Scythe taunted the blindfolded inphernal.
Banhammer took the bait, lifting his blindfold to peek and see Scythe. The most wanted herself was tapping the pendant on her. The crystal itself was shining in beautiful tones of color.
"She's quite the Darlin', ain't she?," Scythe said with a fanged smile.
Banhammer lifted his gear, "Lualight ain't going anywhere with you or that freaky group you're with."
Your mama's smile faded with his statement. Her teasing face was replaced with something more menacing. Something dark. Banhammer had never seen her like this before. He was more used to Scythe teasing him, chiding him, or even making playful flirts. This was a side of her that was far more dangerous.
"I ain't going to prison.," She said, "And I ain't letting anyone stand between me an' my lil Darlin'"
"Too bad, Mama said she's gonna be raised by another god.," The big inphernal replied and swung his hammer again.
The tip got hooked on the edge of the laser blade of your mama's gear, she used it to launch herself in the air and swapped to her rifle mode to fire a barrage of bullets into the warden. The armor deflected most of the bullets, but they tore into his flesh where he was exposed. The warden swung blindly at Scythe.
Scythe switched modes again and caught the hammer shaft, swinging herself behind Banhammer to put her blade right to his neck.
"I'm getting my daughter back.," Scythe said with all of her previous show and swagger replaced by her dark and destructive singleminded desire.
The tone would have made a lesser inphernal freeze, This was the lesser seen side of the most wanted. The violent nature that had made her dangerous in the first place. Banhammer grabbed at the inphernal that was behind him, only to find that she had disappeared. Her usual trick that helped her evade him many times. But he also now knew that she was after You. She even claimed that you were her daughter. He remembered that you were crying for your mama when he took you to the Splintered Skies. You were crying for her.
She must have been looking after you since you were found. He had heard you were found in the desert of Lost Temple. He cursed himself for losing track of Scythe again. He would have to catch her eventually. Nobody could evade him for too long. He found his bullet wounds closing up as the crystal you gave him glowed. He felt your energy that was stored in the crystal healing him.
Darkheart emerged from some shadows and hummed as he saw his new target for annoying. The plain white inphernal in front of him had horns that swooped forward with one part broken and replaced with a clear substance.
"Is there a reason for your visit, Darkheart?," came the voice of the one in front of him.
"Only to ask if you felt that earlier.," The wizard hat wearing inphernal asked and sat in front of the one he was visiting.
The other one looked up at him, letting his X mark shaped eyes gaze at his brother before returning to work.
"I did. The phenomena has happened several other times.," The other inphernal responded.
"Were you not curious about what it was or where it came from?," Darkheart asked with his glowing teeth making a bigger smile if that was even possible.
"I do not care for the affairs of mortals, Darkheart.," the plain reply came.
"Well, we guess you don't care that a hornless has appeared then.," The dark skinned chaos god shrugged, "Cute little thing too."
That got the attention of the emotionally dry god.
"Did we get your attention now, Ghost?," Darkheart teased.
"Explain, now.," Ghostwalker said dryly.
Darkheart told the story of finding the hornless family to his brother. The seemingly emotionless god listened to his brother's story. He did have some doubts, but after feeling those energy bursts, he knew his brother was not lying. There was a hornless about. And a young one from what Darkheart was describing. That explained the phenomena. Ghostwalker usually did not care for things that were not his work, but a hornless was different. The creator species, like his own creator, had appeared in the Inpherno. This warrented some investigation. He would have to tell a watcher to keep an eye out and report back.
Perhaps another of his family had already spotted you as well?
I need to rant somewhere and dont know who to talk to irl. It's sort of personal.
I have very mixed feelings about my uu church. They are very progressive and pro queer. They actively acknowledge the evils the American government does. They support Palestine. They help a food bank and give the community things to do.
But then they have a ring door bell. They put the settings to where it will only turn on for a bit when rung, but still.
We ARE in Texas and next to a conservative church. Not to mention there have been people who've broken in before. They "bought them three years before" but they could still take them down. Idk. I mean we are tight on money. They did hire a security guy on Sundays so they won't have to call the police if someone harasses us again.
But most of our church is white anyways. Plus there's a bunch of old white people. There are queer people there, but still. I can understand that even if your white, growing up in the south trans/nb/queer in general is scary. It just pmo. They pastor also admitted to going to chick fil a sometimes so it's pretty confusing. Tbh every cooperation sucks, but still. They're the only left leaning community I can talk to rn. It's just frustrating because I care for them but also feel kind of angry too.
Does anyone know where I can find some nice POC photography?
Im trying to make a character inspiration board but most of the photography is of pale skinned and skinny people.
@cutabello that’s a great hashtag but they are mainly selfies and im looking for things like this:
Im trying to find POC photography where there are in the world and being magical, or being with family, or going on adventures or anything other than it just being a selfie or talking about racism. Yes racsim should be addressed but I’d love to see more POC in surrealistic or domestic photography where there isn’t an explanation for them being there they just are. Like this:
@openheartopenhead OH MY GOSH????
Within 5 mintues I found EXACTLY what I was looking for? This is amazing i can’t even fit all the photos i found im floored!!
Every one! Check out the website it is really good help
After seeing this post I created a board for images PoC characters on Pinterest (still pinning poc in other boards but I thought it would also help to have a separate board so that people don’t have to sort through all my other “Storyboard Resources”boards and sections) (It’s not organized in any way just thought I’d break it up into sections to make the searching seem more bearable as more and more images get pinned there)
andulkaphoto
gracieabrams
yousharknotpass
origamiaround
ellievsbear
vaporwave
snowghoul
turnnoffyourmind
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