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Tribios' story in hsr always gets me sobbing man. Its about the hope
literally scrubbing the entire internet for evidence that easthies is actually a thoughtful patient person when he's not having forbidden magic girl interrupted crashouts
Adding on this scene from chp 76 of the manga
how it feels to be obsessed with your own ocs but you cant think of what to say about them
do. do you ever think dabi misses his mom
The woman who held him close after nightmares and kissed his scraped knees and snuck chocolate into his bentos when his dad wasn't looking. he was always searching for his father's approval but his mom's was always right there, right there in his arms-
endeavor overpowered his childhood and overpowered her-- both in real life and in his memories. he doesn't know her birthday, her favorite color, the things she holds dear.
but he knows she used to love him and sometimes that's enough to keephim warm
the last days of his life, he's silent. the life support has been turned off, leaving only his jagged breathing to fill the moments.
endeavor comes and talks to him, with tones he never used before. Rei pushes his wheelchair, the dutiful wife as always.
but she lingers longer than her husband. she hangs there, in the stillness, unsure her son even knows she's there.
"You were my first baby," she says. "My baby."
Touya draws in a long, hissing breath, no different than any other he's taken today. She doesn't have anything else to say-- or maybe she has too much she needs to, so she steps away, back into the hall where Enji is waiting.
"Mom."
The voice is high, rotten and sour with pain, but it's there, she knows it. She waits and waits at the precipice of the room, hoping for more, but nothings comes.
Touya dies two days later.
As far as she knows, mom was his last word.
This reminds me of a theory that Mama Rei was mistaking Shouto for Touya, not Endeavor. Touya's blue flames would hurt him, so even boiling water was enough to cool him down in a pinch-- she wasn't trying to hurt Shouto or Endeavor, she was trying to cool down her baby
My eye has been pulsing like hell all day, but unironically, wearing the eye patch from my Huacheng cosplay really soothed it down
Not sure if i made this post already but thinking again of a fem Rudo. Looks and acts the exact same and no one knows except Riyo who clocks in immediately. Rudo beats Amo's ass in Ep 12 and Gris is ike, "you cant put your hands on a girl."
"WTF I AM a girl. That didnt stop Enjin from kicking me into the dirt. Or Zanka trying to kick my ass. Or that jabbberjay fuck."
"...What."
She tugs her collar to show the strap of her sports bra and theyre so stunned shes able to curb stomp Amo a few more times before they pull her back
It can go all the way down to the county level, which is kinda crazy.
31,493 people have my surname.
And I will fight them all*
I have 2,222,026 people with my surname
We are a great and mighty house that will devour all others
crown of teeth chapter nine is split up into two parts.
PART ONE HERE
PART TWO HERE.
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There are a few groups of witches who take the art of magic and turn it into something more...whimsical, frivolous. The best known among these are the Spellsingers. Book keepers. Storytellers. Musicians. Gluttons. But all of them, witches, still. Magic serves to bring people happiness; So long as that purpose is fulfilled, no one can object to the method.
Unless forbidden.
Spellsingers obviously cannot sing spells. Magic is in the ink, but its also on their bodies-- A sigil upon the tongue. In the days of yore, when Witches were magicians and served as advisors, and Kings as conquerors, a method was developed to ensure honesty. A sigil upon the tongue, that prevents its victim from speaking anything other than the truth.
Any truth. All Truths. Those known. Unknown. If it is something they hold as truth but is a lie, they cannot utter it. They cannot fabricate. They cannot wax poetic. Capture a spellsinger and have them spiel, with enough time and torture and creativity you an extract any truth. That is why their original name is thus--Truthsayer.
Magic serves to bring happiness. The Knights Moralis could not condone violence, but neither could they condone such a blatant show of forbidden magic. Erasing memories does not aid the problem, as the curse remains and human greed prevails. Better to keep them close lest the secret of magic be given back to the people once more.
The cursed sigil is pervasive enough that it has been passed down through blood, parent to child. The Truthsayers split in two factions; The Wordless who chose to forever be silent,solemn keepers of truth, and The Spellsingers with their Songs and dances and communicable joy.
No other group or family of witches has ever produced as many Librarians for The Tower of Tomes. They travel the world spreading tales of magic and consequence, bridging the world of man and witch, and serving as a reminder of the vile potential of magic.
Omg imagine Qifrey with Hanahaki disease
Its too late in the night to talk about myWitch hat atelier self oc but....i have extensive lore
What is left to say when there nothing but the truth? What do you say to the boy who keeps selfdestructing--holding you at arms length?
Ok my Wicth Hat Aterlier OC is from a group of people that were cursed in the old days of magic-- its passed down through blood and shows as a sigil on the tongue. The curse is that they cant say anything other than the truth. Even if they think its the truth, if its a lie, they cant say it.
They cant use metaphors either or wax poetic if its not the truth--they were almost hunted down to extinction before the early Knights Moralis designated them a 'protected class of witches'. This is just to keep an eye on them so that they dont let slip the secret of magic. They serve as book keepers and story tellers across the world now, and there are seperate factions within this class, too.
Despite the loveable freaks and our thirst for Qifrey i think Qifrey's basically a virgin. He and Olruggio frotted once in their early twenties and he came too quickly, cried, and hes been celibate ever since.
Its too late in the night to talk about myWitch hat atelier self oc but....i have extensive lore
i kinda gave up on the flowers. and everything
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