A/N - I wrote this very quickly and it is heavily, HEAVILY inspired by Yukimura’s Act 2 and the relationship dynamics/consequences explored therein, so, if you want to organically come to your own conclusions about those, consider that this may contain SPOILERS.
It hardly seems fair, that the gods dragged him back.
He did enough, didn’t he?
He did what no one else did. No one else could. Surely, such a life had been spent thoroughly enough that an exercise in repeating it would be superfluous.
I’m falling more and more for girls so why not doing a Fem!Genya? (well, Genya can have me as a man or a woman, I don’t care at all, I love my lazy ninja <3)
And no I didn’t forget my requests @@
a-udzuki asked:
acrispyapple answered:
heya! here are the ages mentioned in official tweets and routes. got some of the ages and proof from an ikerev discussion on 2ch.
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red army
black army
citizens of cradle
Thanks for the post! I wonder when Alice the first came to Cradle? Did she meet Loki, the little Cheshire Cat 🤔
Omg thank you for this! I downloaded it and thought most of the guys looked super young and I couldn’t get into it!
Basically I keep trying and failing to connect with this game 😭 but everyone’s screenshots and fan art keep me coming bacon
I think the Fountain of Youth is in Cradle… Lol
Omg Luka is older than Ray and Fenrir ??!!
Last, but not least, part 10!
I am so glad that I finally wrote this story. I’ve had the first few parts written for… like… a year or so haha. Ever since I read Shingen and Kenshin’s divine destiny endings. Then Saizo’s act 2 came out in Tenka and I knew I had to get it out before it came out in SLBP. So now it’s done being a WIP! I have something else having to do with this fic that I wrote and had intended on including with the story, but it would have made the sections too long and 9/10 were already two parts worth of words long as it was haha.
So look forward to that, possibly today.
Tagging: @masamunesmistress, @little-mini-me-world, @randomhomosapiens, @missmia008, @frywen-babbles, @his-pretty-little-doll, @carolithe (4 for 4! lol)
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With the cloak and the spear with that shiny orb thingy on top and all
イケレボ詰め合わせ１by 25％
⊳ Sirius Oswald, Ray Blackwell and Fenrir Godspeed of Ikemen Revolution
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Word Count: 2763
Reading Time: 8+ Minutes
Tagging: @acrispyapple , @masamunesmistress , @that-otome-potato , @ihavenotfallenyet
Trigger warning: Mentions of death/suicide.
Note: The backstory to be mentioned is unrelated to the actual backstory on Kenshin’s original route, but for some reason, some parts could match.
It was about damn time he reached out to the voids of his mind once again. The abyss where lies the entirety of her existence that he had thrown away in order to forget. The whistles of the wind were nothing compared to the voices that flooded his ears as soon as he uttered her name once again.
“She was named Ouka,” Kenshin said as his eyes followed one petal that flew past his face, “a princess that was just like her name. She belonged to the glow of spring, for she was beautiful and gentle.”
He paused.
“…no, she was spring itself. Her smile was like an embodiment of life. She was… a new beginning after a cold winter.”
The fond way he spoke of her was like alcohol; each word about her was another cup of sake. It was dizzying. It was poured on his wounds directly and it twinge, it hurt, it killed.
But he had intended to say everything he felt, everything he had wanted to say, in order to drown it all out in the wind. Once and for all.
Katsumi leaned against the trunk. “You must have liked her very much.”
“Words were never enough to describe.” He retorted. “…She was a healer, and for that she always valued life. Always said that life is precious. She looked at me in the eyes and held my hands. She told me that my life is worth living. She loved me, the God of War.”
Oh, the irony. A princess that valued life loved the God of War. It was like one of those forbidden love tropes, which is popular when talking about this era, except that hearing it first-hand made it more wholesome. It was the real thing.
He exhaled. “…I have never taken a life before I met her.”
vore-father
partygrub
Fish are good and humble little creatures.
Look me in the eye and tell me this is humble:
He looks like he spends all day incoherently screaming about the forgotten gods he has devoured.
Mr. Cooch is just one of my many beloved associates
