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Soudam Week: Day 3 - Talent/Ultimate Swap

Yeah...I have no idea how a talent swapped Soudam would act, so here’s so fluff. Day 4 is going to be VERY angsty, so enjoy this while you can. 

Gundam was weird.

  A good natured, puzzling kind of weird. But weird nonetheless.Though, Souda supposed, I guess that’s just what being the Ultimate Mechanic entails. Spending all day cooped up in a garage with nothing but cold metal and greasy tools would probably make anyone go on about declaring themselves the “Overlord of Ice.” Well, whatever.

Animals were much better.

  Receiving a moist tennis ball from the newest edition to the Hope’s Peak barn, Souda couldn’t hold back a loud, happy laugh. Running his hands through the long gold fur energetically.

Who knew lions could fetch?

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Gundam had a problem.

  Not with his mechanical army, mind you. Oh no, they were progressing quite nicely. Though only a couple inches in height, Gundham’s automaton warriors had recently succeeded in smashing a tea set to bits!

Albeit accidentally.

  Nevertheless, while the future ruler of this world had recently experienced nothing but success in the path to rule this world, he still, as previously mentioned, had a problem.

And that was the Ultimate Animal Breeder.

  From their first days of hellish learning in the infernal Hope’s Peak, the Ultimate Mechanic had taken an immediate interest in the pink haired mortal. What with those devilishly bright colors adorning his physical form and those sharp, sharp teeth that suited his talent so well. Every part of him was so loud and bright and sharp.

How could he have resisted?

  Sadly, the will of causality had sabotaged any and all attempts of his courting of the Tamer of Beasts. From his mechanized messengers delivering incorrect messages to the Sharp-Toothed one. To attempts at metal gifts exploding in oily messes near him or his beloved beasts. There was even one incident regarding a pot of honey, a mechanical rabbit, and very ferocious bear that Gundham would rather not think about. In every instance, only one outcome was guaranteed.

Failure.

  It almost made the Overlord of Ice want Souda to be a machine himself. Because maybe then Gundham would have a better understanding of how to reach him. Machines were just so much easier after all. A loose joint could be tightened. A missing piece could be ordered. A screeching noise oiled. But people?

But Souda?

  He was flesh and blood and mortal. With red flowing through his veins and bright, gentle eyes. He, the future ruler of this land, however had known only cold metal. He’d been without the warmth of a another being for so long, his heart had turned all but mecha-Wait!

That’s it!

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Souda hated people sometimes.

  Not his friends, mind you. Though Komaeda did have an unnatural obsession with a kid named Hinata who was also unnaturally obsessed with hope? So maybe Souda should look into different friends now that he thought about it…

Carly licked his face.

  Immediately bring Souda out of his funk. Wiping at his face, Souda tired to steer the giant lioness’s face away from his. All while sparkling laughter flowed from his lips. Oh. Right.

People.

  On one hand, Souda knew they were good, kind people out there. He had just been hurt too many times by the bad ones to every seek them out. Like Carly. Apparently she had belonged to some messed up circus and the local animal services had take her away once all their malpractice had been exposed. But who was gonna care for a scared, snarling lioness.

Souda didn’t even hesitate.

  Animals were just so much easier after all. All they wanted was love and attention, just like him. Just like everyone else. And what was wrong with that?

Didn’t they deserve it?  

  But that’s not what his dad had said every time he nearly beat his only son to death. It's not what Carly’s owners had thought when they had whipped the skin off her flanks. The lioness rolled on to her back, exposing her soft underbelly for Souda to rub.

Bringing Souda’s smile back.

“Aw, who’s my good girl? You’re my good girl! You’re the best girl!” The Ultimate Breeder gushed, rubbing at the pale gold underbelly Carly trusted him enough to show. She was set to leave in a few days. Going off somewhere tropical to live out the rest of her days, cozy and safe, at a big cat rescue. But Souda would miss her all the same. Though he cared for all the animals at Hope’s Peak, Carly was the only one big and burly enough to play rough wi-

Something brushed his leg.

  No, make no mistake, Souda could deal with the fiercest of animals, true. But when push came to shove, he was a true blue scaredy cat in the end. So, naturally, Souda did only one thing.

Scream.

  Carly immediately leaping up to his defense as Souda, quite literally, jumped three feet in the air. Scraping to get away from whatever just crawled across his leg and nearly onto his lap.

“T-Tamer of Beasts! F-Forgive me! My intention was not to scare you but to showcase my-”

“GUNDHAM?! What the hell man?! You scared the shit out of me!” The lioness by his side growled, thinking that Gundham was trying to attack him. Souda was barely able to put a reassuring hand on her head to avoid a bloodbath.

“I-I know, and I do apologize for that but-”

“But what? What was so important that you had to give me a heart attack?!” Souda’s still racing heart made him snap. Nearly snarling at the Ultimate Mechanic, every one of his sharp teeth flashing like knives. And, at first, Souda didn’t even feel the tiniest bit sorry.

But then Gundham wilted.

  There was no better word for it. The Super High School Level Mechanic, who had looked so hopeful when trying to explain the situation, now sagged his shoulders and lowered his mismatched eyes.

The literal definition of a kicked puppy.

  Which made Souda feel like dirt. Like the lowest kind of crap imaginable. It made the anger in his veins completely evaporate. It made Souda, himself, cast his own eyes down as Carly tried to lick his hand. But, as he did so, the Ultimate Breeder saw something. Something round and metal. Wait. What that-

Souda picked it up.

  That got Gundham’s attention. Sadness ripping off of him only to be replaced with something like...embarrassment? Souda looked toward the small metal object in his hands. Only to nearly drop it in surprise.

“Its a hamster!”

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Oh Dear Dark Gods.

  The Tamer of Beasts was smiling at it. At the newest edition to his mechanical army. A small, palm sized mechanical hamster. And Souda was smiling at it! Looking at it with that heavenly warmth in his eyes and those magnificent teeth on joyous display. Oh. A truly blessed sight.

One that made even his clockwork heart beat.

“You made this?!”

  Gundham had, in fact, made a mechanical replica of his heart. It lay, deep in his pocket. Ticking and beating softly. It was cold, so unlike the warmth Souda brought to him. So feverish this warmth was!

Gundham tugged his scarf closer.

“Yes, I had wished to grace you with it. But the infernal thing had had slipped through my grasp.” The words left Gundham’s mouth like an exorcised soul. The Ultimate Mechanic too enraptured by the sweet laughter bubbling from Souda’s mouth as his new minion took an immediate liking to its creator’s dear obsession. The feline beast sniffing at the contraption, all previous malice gone.

  The blessed Deva of machinery crawling up from Souda’s temptingly soft palm, up lean, toned arms, to rest against warm shoulders and soft hair. Oh, it was so wonderful. Seeing those two together made his chest tight.

Gundham almost harmfully happy.

“-ham, Gundham? You there man?” Came the Pink-Haired One’s voice, shocking the Overlord of Ice out of the Breeder’s own trance. Oh curse those lusty powers of his!

“Y-Yes? State your purpose once more mortal, the future ruler of this world’s mind is an ever turbulent abyss!”

“...Right. Look, i just wanted to apologize for just now. I just got a little freaked out...and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you…” What was this, Gundham thought, some sort of cruel illusion that would fade any moment now? Because this couldn’t be reality. It was all that Gundham had hoped for. No.

All that and more.

  With Souda eyes cast between them bashfully. Hands fidgeting at his sides without anything to hold. And a warm red haze quickly overtaking the alluring tones of his skin. This, surely, must be too good to be true. But it was. It was true. It was the small, cold beating heart that he longed to give Souda. It was a chance at achieving Gundham’s most dear dreams.

And by the Dark Gods was he going to take it.

“Bwahaha! Do you really think such petty things could ever harm the living weapon that is Gundham Tanaka? Truly, you need to witness more of the man who will one day rule this world Tamer of Beasts Kazuichi Souda!”

Me: I want a relationship...

Also me: Pfft, don’t touch me with that ‘for now’ nonsense. Either you get me forever or nothing ✋

Still me: Continue to cuddle me plz

"blessed are the merciful [and so cursed are we]" - AkiAngel Web Weave (CSM Spoilers)

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meeting you was a blessing i do not deserve but lover, must this be the curse we cost one another?

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(be not afraid) | wash me.

Chainsaw Man is written and drawn by Fujimoto Tatsuki  

csm / ethel cain, "ptolemaea" / csm / hozier, "from eden" / yohji yamamoto / csm / oliver baez bendorf / csm / leigh bardugo / k.c cramm / csm / bob hicok / csm / csm / salma deera / csm /  euripides, "orestes" (trans. anne carson) / leah horlick / richard siken / csm / csm / ??? / csm / csm / helen oyeyemi / csm / csm / sally wen mao

quill notes - YEAH. YEAH BENDORF????? HE'S MY FORMER POETRY PROF HOLY SHIT

a wild egg appeared?

everyone who reblogs it before Oct 25 will get a Pokemon based on their blog in their submit inbox (make sure submit is open!)

happy hatching!

Why does it cost me $12 to send my SAT and ACT scores and $15 to send my AP scores to colleges? It’s a digital score report how does it cost money? Where does this money go? Why do I need to pay MORE money for this in addition to the actual application fees which is in addition to my actual college tuition? I get that capitalism is necessary but why does it have to bleed so deeply into my education?

and into the (sea)water - Dazai Osamu Web Weave

i love the sea that swallows all

and yet “not you” i beg, tearing the shore apart

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BSD is written by Kafka Asagiri and illustrated by Sango Harukawa

turn towards the (moon)light  

bsd - anime / (?) / bsd - manga / john keats / bsd: dead apple / leigh bardugo /  m.l. stedman / bsd - manga / the mountain goats, “no children” / bsd - manga / bsd - manga / mary oliver / gospels of the flood / bsd - manga / ocean vuong / bsd - manga / phoebe bridgers, “stay down” / louise glück / bsd: dead apple / phoebe bridgers, “moon song” / bsd - manga / john ajvide lindqvist / the crane waves, “never love an anchor” / bsd - anime

I want #narti to stomp on me.

*screams in Golden Madness*

Does anyone else have that one fanfiction that they’re dying to to write but it’s like, mega long and basically a whole universe, and then you’ve got head-cannons to go with that fanfiction and like fanfiction to go with that fanfiction an back-stories for every character and you get frikin’ feels about that universe and it’d be the most coolest thing if you could just be bothered to frikin’ write it.

lana del rey’s born to die + album posters part I (pt. II)

Bloody Beloved

So...I just watched Padmaavati, and it was AMAZING. The songs, the costumes, the acting OH MY. 

But back to the songs.

One, in particular, was very reminiscent of a ship I adore. So @lotidge , this one is for you. 

Introducing a horribly wonderful vision I had for Padmaavati’s “Kalibali” with a Lotidge spin on it. Mainly because this song is amazing and because I really want to do an unhinged Lotor. RIP.

Think of this set in a desert/sharan sort of backdrop with Lotor as this Alexander The Great sort of guy and Pidge is sort of like Helen of Troy??? If that makes sense???

(Khalibali Video Song) (Original English Lyrics For Khalibali)

Also I vote to add this song, despite being in another language, to any potential Lotigde Song Lists/Playlists

Ah.

This was nice. This was wonderful. Oh...it wouldn’t take long now. Soon, he’d own all the world. Soon, his Empire would reign supreme. Soon, he’d have that King’s head implied unto a stick.

Soon he’d take his wife as his own.

Oh, that damned King only allowed him a glimpse of his Queen. And through a mirror no less! But by that Stars that was enough.

Enough to start a war.

That damn information had been right. King Shiro’s new wife was indeed a heaven-sent beauty. Oh! The glimpse of her was still fresh in his mind.

Cutting him deeper than any wound.

Emperor Lotor’s head swam with her visage as he marched toward his troops. Each eager and bloodthirsty for war.

For women.

But out of all the woman Lotor had in his harem, out of all the beauties he had ravaged, none could ever come close to her. 

To Queen Katherine.

So deadly that loveliness was! So precious! Those intoxicating eyes...Lotor wanted it. And everything that was precious in this world...

Lotor must possess.

He stood, surrounded by his men, all of them dressed in ornate silver plates of armor. Foam and shrieks hailing from each of their mouths. Lotor laughed, excitement flooding through his veins. Lotor laughed, calling his men to battle. Lotor laughed, desire filling his heart.

A war cry filling his throat.

“Oh Stars! He is like a warlord!” His army chanted, thumping their breastplates with their hands. Lotor still laughing as their chanting grew louder and louder. The army beginning to circle their commander 

 “Oh Stars! He is like a warlord!” Lotor ran his hands down his face, his skin felt feverish. His head spun, as if caught up within a dream. The heavy black cloth of his clothes, embroidered with silver, suddenly felt stifling. He felt waek and warm, hot and light all at once. Still, he pictured that Queen. 

The flash of her golden eyes.

“Oh Stars! His heart is like a demon!” He had heard many tales about her. About the bloody, golden Queen who had sent many a man screaming into death. 

Like a Goddess of War’s incarnate.

“Oh Stars! His heart is like a demon!” Lotor laughed once more. A demon! Yes! He’d become a demon once that Queen came to him.

Once he claimed her as his own.

“Oh Stars! He is like a warlord!” The chanting grew frenzied and Lotor’s army stated thumping their swords against the floor in tandem with the beatings of their breasts. The sound of thousands of weapons clashing together made Lotor sway to the beat.

Half-possessed.

“Oh Stars! His heart is like a demon!” Only with her...Only with that woman by his side could Lotor truly own the entire world. The list of the Golden Queen’s conquests no small feat. Oh! To have a woman like that by your side!

She was wasted on Shiro!

“OH STARS! OH STARS!” The army was screaming now. Foam and spit flying from their mouths rabidly as Lotor rocked back and forth. Head tilting back, eyes falling shut.

Lotor let out a breath.

“O Beloved...” Lotor cried, running his palms along his neck, over his face, and into his hair.

Mind entranced within his dream.

“O Beloved...” That Katherine...Katherine...covered in blood at his side. His mouth on her neck, lapping at the red rivets. 

Her husband’s blood on his fingers.

“O dear, bloody heart!” Lotor screamed, springing alive. Ripping his clawed fingers from his silver-white hair. Eyes wide and mad.

Mad with love.

“Ever since I sought your crown of love...” Looking at his army, Lotor raised his arms, greeting the horde of purple-furred soldiers. Their circling of their Emperor never stopping. The clanging of their weapons never ceasing. Lotor’s blood was on fire. 

She was coming! 

“I’ve it let go!” He howled, rushing as the nearest man and throwing him to floor to take his space amongst the circling army. The war chant growing loud er and louder Echoing throughout the camp. Gripping at the embroidery on his chest, Lotor sunk his own claws into the skin underneath.

Lips pulling back into a snarl.

“I have no care in my heart! I’ve let it go!” Lotor roared as he thumped his own chest, claws and all. His fangs glinting in the low firelight all around them. Circling around and around as the soldiers chanted with him. 

Bloodlust rising.

“My care for this world is gone! I’ve let it go!” The Emperor spun, grabbing the nearest warrior’s shoulders and pulling them closer until their foreheads collided. 

Blooding trickling between then.

But neither men cared. Both men just kept howling, spinning around to make their war-hungry hearts beat. Lotor’s eyes bright with blue fire.

Bright with desire.

“I’ve let it go!” It was, after all, a grave wrong to claim another’s wife, but the Galran Empire didn’t care for wrongs. 

Just their conquests.

And, with Queen Katherine coming to Daibazaal to save her husband, the Galran Empire will have claimed its greatest conquest.

The Golden Queen.

Known far and wide for both her beauty and deadly intelligence, she had lead her husband’s kingdom into great and fearsome success. Indeed, the small woman hailing from a insignificant background had quickly become one of the most powerful rulers in the world.

Making a King out of her husband.

A former veteran of war who could hold his own in a fight, the two were said to be inseparable. Impossible to touch between the King’s battle prowess and the Queen’s merciless battle strategy.

But there is a first time for everything.  

“Ever since I sought your crown of love...” Releasing the solider, Lotor spun away. His body light and unfocused.

“I’ve let it go!” 

“I have no care in my heart! I’ve let it go!” Lotor was howling now, spinning around and around. His arms gripping at his own shoulders. The claws digging into his skin doing nothing to dampen his excitement.

Only adding to his ecstasy.

“O our Lord! O our Emperor!” Haha! They were chanting again. Swearing, not the Stars, but to him! As they should!

For even the Stars feared him.

“Let him ravage! Let him pillage!”

“Let him claim that Golden Queen!” Ah! His army was jumping slamming theirs fists unto their thighs in a maddened frenzy.

All while Lotor could only laugh.

This! This was what he had been waiting for! That damn King got too cocky with that woman by his side. And now look at him! She had to come to save him!

She was giving herself to Lotor!

The army screamed and shrieked. Yellowed fangs flashing. Clawed hands cutting into palms as the Galran shoulders beat their legs in excitement. Having caught the scent of blood.  

Of victory.

“Let him claim that Golden Queen!”

“My heart is  now in tatters because of you...” Lotor pulled a lagging solider close by his hair, letting him rest his head unto his Emperor’s shoulder. The smaller Galra looking up at his Emperor half in respect.

And half in fear.

“The light of sleep has now abandoned me...” Lotor whispered, tender to the point of cruelty. The hand in thsmall Galran’s hair tightening as Lotor yanked his head back. 

Slicing his throat.

“My heart is now in tatters because of you...” The Galran Emperor called out as he threw the soldier’s body to the side.

The army never stopping.

Switching form pounding their legs, to circling round their Emperor once more. Throwing one foot in front of the other in savage stomps as they spun in in circles around Lotor.

Trampling the body completely.

The corpse quickly becoming bloody pulp unto the floor. Bits of brain and eye clinging to the boots of Lotor’s soldiers. But the scent of blood was truly in the air now. 

The scent of war.

“The light of sleep has now abandoned me...” Lotor looked to his hands, echoing the chant in a fanged smile. Looked to the rich red blood flowing from his hands, under his claws, and down his arms. 

“A new dream has taken shape in my eyes!” The Emperor looked to the wet palms as he raised them to the sky. As if grabbing at a dream.

As if gripping a victory.

“I’ve let it go!”

Lotor laughed.

“I have no care in my heart! I’ve let it go!” Remembering the first and only glimpse he had of Queen Katherine as his army chanted all around him. 

Her visage had come to him by a mirror. Lotor having been tricked out of his sole condition of their momentary truce, to see the lovely Golden Queen once and for all. Naturally, Lotor had thought that he’d see her face to face.

But she alluded him still.

Brillant, really had she had done it. Arranging all her palace’s mirrors in such a way that she was reflected in a mirror before him like an illusion, but leagues away from him in reality. Ah! But how sweet a sight she was!

However momentary.

She had been wearing white

A white gown lined with gold and pearls. A white gown that fluttered around her small frame like tendrils of smoke. A white gown that sparked in the mirror’s borrowed light.

A white gown that begged to be dyed red.

“My care for this world is gone! I’ve let it go!” Lotor had gone past swaying back and forth. Now, his whole body seemed to convulse. Twisting in and out of view between his spining rings of of soldiers. 

Contorting all the while.

“I’ve let it go!” But, just like that, Lotor stopped moving altogether. The suddenness making the Galran Army cease their war cries and draw closer to their Emperor. 

“I’ve conquered all the world...” Lotor whispered, looking up at the stars above them. Hands raised, bloody palms up, as if in prayer. The Emperor’s yellow-blue eyes soft and glazed.

Lost. 

“But seeing you, I stopped.” Fluttering his eyes closed, Lotor raised his hands higher. The warmth of the soldier’s blood just beginning to cool, hardening into the worn lines of the Emperor’s hands. 

“In your wake...”

Lotor smeared his face with blood.

“Even the skies come down to bow before you!” His breathing now erratic. His palms running down from the top of his forehead to the edge of his jaw, coloring him red with the soldier’s blood. Oh. Oh, he wanted her.

He wanted Katherine.

“Oh let me read the hymn of your love!” Lotor lunged out with a savage cry, hooking his arms around the shoulder of two of his men. Dragging them back the dance, the Galran army springing back into their war chant.

“Oh let me drown in that religion of love!” Throwing his head back, Lotor let out a vicious howl. Beastly and primal in every way. Envisioning Katherine in the aftermath of her husband’s death. Covered in Shiro’s blood as Lotor dragged to his chambers to claim her. Oh!

He couldn’t wait!

“Now you’ve become owner to my heart!” What would her skin feel like, he wondered? What luxury that pale, freckled skin would be against go own flesh! Her short, sunset hair gripped in his hands! The soft, gentle curves of her body flayed open by his claws. 

“I’ve it let go!”

“I have no care in my heart! I’ve let it go!” Taking the jaws of the two soliders’ into his hands, Lotor slammed them onto the ground. Into the bloody pulp the was the first solider. But the two soon rose.

Colored in blood, cheering all the while.

Rejoining the ranks of Lotor’s army easily as the Galran Emperor snapped his neck back into place. Head light and eyes wide and frenzied.

Excitement singing in his veins.

“My care for this world is gone! I’ve let it go!” The Emperor was screaming now, howling above the chanting shrieks of his army.  She was coming!

Coming to him!

“I’ve let it go!”

“I’ve it let go, O Beloved!” Arm spread wide, Lotor spun around. Laughing in triumph. 

In victory.

“I’ve it let go, my Beloved!” Was he still spinning? Or was it all still in his head? Who cared? Lotor was somewhere else. Somewhere high above this place.

Somewhere with Katherine.

“I’ve it let go, my dearest, bloody heart!” With one last blood-curtleing scream, Lotor let his army take over the war chant. So close, he was so close to victory.

To the Golden Queen.

To the conquests the two would achieve. The blood on his face had long since dried, tightening the Emperor’s cold purple skin. 

It felt wonderful

“Oh Stars! He is like a warlord!” The Galran Emperor quickly threw himself into his army’s frenzy. Howling and spinning and pounding at his chest. 

Lotor laughed. 

Fangs flashing and head thrown back. The glint of his army’s weapons sparking and flashing all around him. 

“Oh Stars! His heart is like a demon!” Lotor grabbed another soldier to slam their foreheads together as they all reopened the earlier wound. Fresh blood filling the air once more.

Intoxicating them all.

“OH STARS! OH STARS!” They broke apart, Lotor’s own blood mixing with the trembled soldier’s on his face. The Emperor felt free, uninhibited and wild. He was invincible. He was murderous.

He was victorious.

“Oh Stars! His heart is like a demon!” The army grew even more crazed, dispersing to ravage the tents around them, as if pillaging a village and not their own camp. 

“Oh Stars! He is like a warlord!” Slashing at their own tents, the firelight of nearby touches seeming to grow even higher.

Hungrier.

“OH STARS!” In the height of his celebration, Lotor was no longer anything resembling a man. He was beast. Bread and fed in war. 

Arrows sailed through the air.

In the first round, only two hit their mark. One behind Lotor’s left shoulder, the other just above his right hip. But still, Lotor stood

Still, he laughed.

The second round of arrows were more accurate. Three more arrows finding a poisoned home in Lotor’s body. At this, Lotor fell to his knees.

But no lower.

“OH STARS!” The army still raged all around him, too enveloped with their lust for destruction to assist their leader. 

But Lotor didn’t need it.

The Emperor looked behind him, silver strands of moonlit hair slipping off a blooded shoulder with the movement. Finding the shooter, the culprit fluttering in and out of view between the sharp shadows of his soldiers. And, for the life of him, Lotro wished he could say that he was surprised. The shooter no one but Axca.

His first wife.

Still, Lotor never stopped laughing. 

“I’VE LET IT ALL GO!”