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once again thinking of mhin and mc as mirror images to each other; two sides of the same coin. how mhin is cynical and believing in only themself, unwilling to trust another as much as they do to their own ability and instinct from what is presumably their own prior experience of having trusted before and then having to crawl out of hell as a changed person as a result of it; how mc has gone through the same thing, travelling through the cursed world beyond eridia alone and undoubtedly suffering their own betrayals, and still has the capacity to trust, to hope that they will find a cure to their curse. how mhin stares at them and sees a reflection of what they could have been, can’t help but wonder: is it because they are just so good in their heart? was i lacking in a way they weren’t? why is it just me that suffers, and not them? but mc smiles at mhin again, treats them kindly despite their insistence on pushing them away, and mhin realises: oh. oh.
maybe they still have a chance.
What is a day without a blessed night?
This week’s brain worm is Mhin as a vamp Death Dealer in Underwold (a classic vamp/ werewolf movie fave from my childhood _(:3」z)_)
genuinely fucked up that if i want to interact with someone online i have to say words and have a conversation instead of just mashing my face against them like a cat
Wait One Goddang Moment
Image: Screenshot of an ask back in January 2024, with Red Spring Studios explaining the difference between Monsters and Soulless:
Caption: "How are Soulless different from Monsters?" "Though they come from the same world, Soulless are feral beasts driven purely by bloodlust. No one knows why Soulless lack sapience, but there are some who believe that they’re sinners reborn as punishment for their wickedness."
To contrast with today's loredrop:
Caption: "Does the curse have long-term effects?" When it comes to humans, MC’s touch results in the permanent destruction of the mind. Soulless are a different story. The curse seems to only pacify them for a short period of time.
SOULLESS WERE ONCE HUMAN/IS THAT WHAT'S GONNA BEFALL MHIN IF THEY CAN'T FIND A SOLUTION FOR THEMSELF?!
Please feel free to add to this y'all I am SCREAMING—
big fan of when youtubers break out the corkboard and string. thats when you know youre in for an insanely pointless breakdown of a media you're only tangentially familiar with.
the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts
People are like “it’s so beautiful no clouds at all” it could use a little clouds if I had to be honest.
With a wide selection of different times of day, MC’s room is a new location sure to get a lot of screentime🕯️Who guessed this background right?
From the bottom of our hearts, thank you for your unbelievable support for TOUCHSTARVED! 🌙
"You have better things to do, but...thank y—did it just blink?"
Mhin is touched by Kuras's effort. And with your help, the cake almost looks edible. Yet there's an uncanny look in its eyes, as if begging for its own demise...
Happy Valentine's Day!
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day 1 at the communal puzzle club: i see a puzzle with a sign next to it that says "please help with our communal puzzle" and i say to myself "don't mind if I do" and did the whole thing
You called
Summary: Ais told you he'd always be there if you needed him.
No use of y/n, gender neutral, trigger warning of violence but nothing too extreme imo. Probably a misuse of how the Seaspring works with Ais and the hivemind.
Authors note: uh I'm not a writer, just usually a enjoyer of fanfic but I had this idea in my head like a little brain worm and I had to get it out. Reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated because I need validation :').
Your POV
Ais had once told you 'If you ever need me just shout. I mean it, I'll come find you wherever you are.'
At the time you had just laughed it off, rolled your eyes and told him you'd be sure to remember that for future reference, or something equally as dismissive. It wasn't until you found yourself in a dark alleyway with some guy twice your size, who apparently didn't appreciate your 'shitty attitude' as much as Ais that you even thought about the conversation. Furthermore, it wasn't until you had been thrown on the ground, and your left knee curb stomped that you thought to test it out.
"Ais!" You screamed as pain radiates up your body in sharp waves, "Ais I need your help!" Your voice escapes in a hoarse scream as you fight the urge to throw up from the feeling.
The asshole had the audacity to laugh at your desperate cries and gave you another kick to the ribs knocking the air out of your lungs. You saw stars as you fell to the side, your body trying desperately to find air that wasn't there.
Ais' POV
He had eyes everywhere thanks to the Seaspring, it connected him to everyone who had ever drank from it in a sort of hivemind. Something most wouldn't know was that there was near constant input from everyone else who drank from the Seaspring too, sights, sounds, smells, it was always there, a constant live feed. For the most part Ais had learned how to tune it out, making it background noise in his head so he wouldn't go insane. But something caught his attention, a familiar voice yelling out his name. It caused it him to stop immediately and focus in on the sound, identifying where it had come from.
A woman had heard the cry and from her eyes Ais could see his familiar companion laying on the ground crying in pain. He watched through her eyes as they yelled his name again and begged for his help, the woman watching turned and ran. Rage boiled up inside him alongside fear, he watched as she ran until he saw enough to know where they were. Without a second thought he severed the connection and took off.
Your POV
You were going to die, you were sure of it. At least one of your ribs had to be broken based off how hard it was to breathe and pain was burning through you, making it feel like your nerves were on fire. It was hard to tell where you weren't injured, a warm trickle of blood working its way past your lips. The man responsible for this situation sneered down at you, letting out a low chuckle.
"Still think your friend is coming to help you?" He asks, his voice thick with disdain and unbridled arrogance.
"Fuck you," you sneer back not willing to give him the satisfaction of breaking you.
"You little-" he didn't get to finish the sentence as one moment he was above you, the second there was just the dark sky.
Well...that's unexpected... you think to yourself. Maybe this was your body shutting down? Trying to protect yourself by imagining the night sky as you die instead of your would be killer. But that can't be right, everything still hurts and you're pretty sure death doesn't look like...wait Ais?
There's suddenly a new face above yours, this one is the familiar face of your favorite demon.
"Ais?" You croak your eyes widening with disbelief, he came. He actually came.
He scoops you up gingerly into his big arms, a cry escaping past your lips as a wave of pain so intense it causes black spots to swim in your vision before it slowly subsides.
"I'm so sorry," Ais says softly, "I should've been here sooner, I came as fast as I could. We're going to get you to Kuras and he'll have you good as new, Sparrow." He promises his voice soft as he gently maneuvers your body so your left knee is supported but not straining on his arm.
As he walks so carefully it's almost like he's floating, you can't help but bury your head into his chest, the familiar scent of smoke and blood oddly comforting.
"How?" It's all you can manage to ask as the adrenaline slowly loosens its grip on you like your body realizes you're now safe.
"You called," is his only response, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he looks down at you with a mixture of concern and helplessness.
Each blink feels longer than the last, at first you're staring at the swirling ink on Ais' chest, next time your eyes open you're in front of the clinic, the third Kuras is looking down at you with a reassuring expression. The next time you open your eyes you're in the Seaspring, still tucked against Ais' chest as he whispers reassuring words into your hair, eyes drifting shut once more as you fall asleep.