#<- [insert lore that I haven't dropped yet]

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

Me looking at the Ishimarus: How much trauma can I put into these silly lil guys?

(Insert my rambling in the tags because woah it's a lot and I'm just a silly)

[walpu]

while I'm waiting for my second flight this day here's some infodump about my oc, one day I'll write some reader insert based on them god bless

Their name is Andreas but they go as Andy or Rea, rarely using their full name.

He/they

They're a Stellaron hunter with a personal vendetta again the IPC and the future Elio promised them is the one where they watch the IPC crumbles by their hands

looks

drawn by wonderful @/kenwnyan ❤️

picrew 1 picrew 2 picrew 3

style

they haven't decided yet if he wants to look like a gothic young lord or like a gangster in leather so he just mixes it up

music themes

path&type

quantum destruction

lore details

He's from an ocean world, the water is everywhere but it's impossible to drink it due to the salt. The climate change also made the weather unusually hot

People on their planet can manipulate their blood flow to a certain degree

Rea's abilities were always extraordinary compared to his kind but after genetic modifications they became truly unique. Also deadly :)

They're a living voodoo doll, as long as they have at least a drop of someone's blood, they can transfer their wounds (even tge fatal ones) to this person (they can also transfer this person's wounds to themselves but they rarely do it)

Genetic modifications weren't consensual btw. They were done by a group of ipc researchers and then original goal of the project was harmless. But then the lead researcher was changed to Dottore wannabe and the gory nightmare began

The IPC didn't know about it and never checked on the project much. When Rea eventually killed everyone and run away, the truth came up, and the IPC realized how badly they've fucked up. In order to save some face, they've severely downplayed the issue, put all the blame on the research team and publicly apologized for allowing this tragedy to happen

Oh and they've announced Rea dead too. So now catching them is their priority since they're trying so hard to erase their connection to the IPC

Like it's a huuuuge secret that they are directly connected to the ipc

Andy himself became an intergalactic terrorist with only one goal: to creat as many troubles for the ipc as possible. In fact, the first time he met Aven (the first time they remember at least), he fucked over his deal

The only thing keeping them going was hatred, to the point where they've mindset was practically "as long as I can keep destroying things I hate, I'm alive. As long as I'm able to feel hatred, I exist".

At one point Nanook has turned their gaze on them. Later, when they've joined the Stellaron hunters, Elio reveals to them that their destiny was to became an emanator of destruction. They were lowkey upset they ended up settling for the Stellaron hunters instead lol

They have very shitty memory. Part of this is a trauma response but there's also the fact that they constantly shoot themselves in the head to transfer the injury to their opponent. They regenerate immediately (an important note, they would only regenerate if their voodoo doll mode is activated) but their brain still gets damaged to a degree.

personality

They're immature in a lot of ways. While certainly smart and creative, they're impatient, whiny, a bit of an airhead. They appear bubbly and playful at the first sight, can easily hide their unstable physiological state. May appear nihilistic since they trust Elio so blindly.

Lowkey very attached to the Stellaron hunters but they don't like to admit it. A type of person who would be mistyped as ENTP due to their vibes.

VERY THEATRICAL also prone to escapism.

[devisopod]

Levity Creek

a Gravity Falls AU no one needs

Lazy as shit name, but what do I care? I'm basically creating self-insert fanfiction, brother. My shame and imagination for names left a long time ago.

I've never paid attention to AUs (hell, never had an interest in making one til now), so I won't be surprised if this is similar to something that exists already. I'll be using my personal headcanons, though. There's an ongoing tag for that.

Anyway, we've got the very rough basics here for where the AU diverges from canon:

Ford and Stan "reconcile" about a month before the portal is tested, but it's still a tad rocky. Ford's still kind of riding his ego, and Stan's still feeling that burn of getting booted.

Stan stays in Gravity Falls, but not at the shack just yet.

Stan convinces Fiddleford to help his brother out after the fallout with the portal.

Fiddleford still makes the memory gun, and uses it on himself, but also uses it on Ford to make him forget how to portal works. (Naturally, this doesn't bar him from remembering Bill or the journals, and it doesn't take away the knowledge Bill already has of the way the portal works.)

It takes time, but Ford comes clean about the Bill situation; like, he still reaches that peak of paranoia for a hot minute before he finally breaks and tells Stan. 'Cause wow, that causes a lot of tension on top of what exists.

Ford elects not to forget about Bill when prompted with the memory gun. He wants to be aware so he can effectively guard himself and others from Bill, though he's not confident that Bill doesn't already have the upper hand.

The journals aren't hidden, but the pages containing information about the portal have been torn out and effectively burned. Much to Ford's continued exasperation, but he accepts it begrudgingly.

Fiddleford doesn't continue to use the memory gun on himself, but keeps it for the sole purpose of damage control. He does reside in Gravity Falls (home base, if you will), but elects to travel to continue his hobbies and work (which end up being pretty successful! he deserves that!)

He also introduces Daphne to the AU; an old friend of his from back home that has similar interests and skills. Her character's yet to be fully fleshed out, but if you haven't caught on, she's the unremarkable self-insert.

She makes a trip up to Gravity Falls to visit, but also to drop Tate off to be with his dad for a while. Daphne lowkey hates it in Gravity Falls, but stays for a brief period to work with Fiddleford. She doesn't meet either of the twins in this period of time because Fiddleford doesn't want to subject her to that shitshow.

The only reason she comes back after leaving is because Tate stows away in her van. On the way back into Gravity Falls, they're caught up in Ford's Shenanigans™. He's busy chasing after a creature, which effectively totals the van by running head first into it in its attempt to flee.

This van will be a staple of getting absolutely wrecked time and time again. A mere reflection of Daphne's sanity, or soon to be, lack thereof.

And that's about where I am so far! Gonna double back and scout out the timeline / canon a bit more to sharpen up on the lore again. Wanna make sure everything is relatively accurate enough for it to be inaccurate. I cannot believe I'm sharing this, I feel like an absolute dunce.

Yeehaw

[stevesbestgirl]

Dreamweaver

Dream of the Endless x f!Reader

Warnings: mentions of depression, a few curses, briefly mean!Morpheus, soulmate tattoo bs, I took liberties with the lore

A/N: I started this forever ago when I was dealing with some stuff with my brother, so if it feels like a self-insert 🤷‍♀️ (no descriptions of reader's appearance)

5775 words

"Dream."

Lord Morpheus, also known as Dream of the Endless, raised his head from his desk, where he was pouring over a book.

"Dream!"

He heaved a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose before standing.

"Dream of the Endless, I hold your sigil and I call to you."

"Yes Death, I am on my way to my gallery as we speak."

"Forget your gallery, come here."

Morpheus suppressed a sigh. But with a sound suspiciously like the flutter of a raven's feathers, Dream disappeared from his library, appearing instead beside his sister. Death's gaze did not waver; she appeared to be watching a young pair seated on a mattress on the floor of a simple bedroom. One, a young woman, seemed to be comforting the other, a young man with enough resemblance to be a sibling.

Dream spared only a quick glance, "Why am I here, sister?"

Death finally tore her gaze from the two mortals, "Can't you see it?"

Morpheus watched the pair again, unsure of what he was supposed to be seeing.

"Maybe I'm just bad. That's why she left." Dream could see the wisps of despair puffing up around the boy, evaporating like drops of water on a hot pan.

"You took the fall when I broke Mallory's lamp when we were ten. Don't tell me you're bad," the woman insisted despite her soft tone. "And nothing you did made Bella leave."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Dream's gaze swiveled back to his sister, "I am unsure what it is I should be seeing."

Death huffed impatiently, "Open your mind for just one moment and consider that a mortal may surprise you." When he still stared at her, his jaw growing tight with impatience, she rolled her eyes, "She's dream weaving, Dream. You of all people should be able to tell."

"The dream weavers died out hundreds of years ago."

Death grabbed her stubborn brother by the shoulder, twisting him to face the girl again, "Watch."

Dream watched, albeit a bit disdainful, as the young woman continued to speak. She offered musings about their past. Their childhood seemed to have been a difficult one. But she made jokes, reminiscing and reflecting on what they could learn- how they could create better for themselves. And then he saw it.

Human consciousness, all consciousness really, clung to the Dreaming with tethers. Needless to say, humans clung particularly closely compared to most other sentient life. Each dream, though they varied in strength, was a connection to the dreaming. When a being began to lose the will to live, those tethers weakened.

Her brother's tethers were weak; not quite on the brink of severing, but looking rather exhausted. And while it wasn't possible for her to strengthen the tethers- only their owner could do that, she was reinforcing their connection to the Dreaming. The dreams she was sharing were indeed woven into an intricate web, right on the cusp of his realm.

Her own web was vast, ethereal silver glimmering in elaborate knots and designs, each one a waking dream. This girl's very existence was tied up in his realm.

His only show of emotion was a small parting of his lips, but that was enough for Death. "I told you so."

Dream said nothing, watching the girl speak.

"What are you thinking, brother?" Death prompted, clearly awaiting some kind of response.

"It appears that a new age of Dreamweavers may be upon us, sister."

"Are you going to speak to her?"

"I suppose I am duty-bound to make contact. Soon, more like her will appear, if they haven't already. If they go on unsupervised, they could damage the realm."

Death cocked an eyebrow, "Why do you sound so reluctant? You've never had issue with dream weavers in the past, have you?"

"Not yet. But I have an odd feeling about this one."

*

After departing with Death, Morpheus tasked Matthew with keeping an eye on the girl. She stayed with her brother through the night, the pair of them departing early in the morning and returning a short while later with what appeared to be a third sibling.

Only once the two young men were in each other's company did the girl leave, returning to her own home a short distance away.

She seemed lost in her own thoughts as she puttered around the house, cleaning up odds and ends before changing into a tee-shirt and climbing into bed. Underneath her eyes, dark circles were beginning to swell. She was exhausted.

Morpheus almost felt bad for her; this sleep would not be as restful as she might be expecting.

*

Y/N always had vivid dreams, both waking and while asleep. But she immediately knew tonight was different. Dressed in nothing but her tee-shirt and underwear, her bare feet were chilled against the dark stone floor underfoot.

A shadowed figure sat in a throne at the head of the large room, as though waiting for her.

"Hello?" She took a hesitant step forward, hands clinging to the too-short hem of her tee-shirt, which was barely covering the tops of her thighs.

"Approach, Y/L, L/N."

She did as the voice instructed, stepping forward on unsteady legs. It was male, authoritative and nearly stern. But it wasn't aggressive, or even raised in volume. He simply spoke and expected compliance.

It was also beautiful, deeply toned and unrushed in its delivery. He had an accent she couldn't identify, her mind reeling with thoughts as she approached the throne, still cloaked in shadow.

She felt exposed, painfully aware of his gaze on her. She gave her shirt another nervous tug down, trying to make sure she was covered. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she asked, "What is this place?"

The silence stretched, her fingers abandoning the hem of her shirt in favor of fidgeting with the cuticles of her fingernails. But her hands parted hastily and she sucked in a gasp as she suddenly found herself fully clothed in a pair of dark jeans, socks, boots, and a black jacket over her tee-shirt.

She was relieved for both the privacy and warmth granted by the clothes, but her heart was pounding at the magic, "Am I dreaming?"

The figure remained in shadow, "Yes," he confirmed. "But more importantly, you are in the Dreaming."

She blinked, willing her eyes to make out the figure in the dark as questions bubbled up inside her, "And that would make you-?"

He rose slowly from his chair, towering over her at his full height, somehow still shrouded in shadow, "I am Dream of the Endless, creator of the Dreaming, King of Nightmares."

It suddenly became quite clear to her as she gazed up at him that he wanted her to be intimidated. The question of why still loomed.

"King of Dreams then too, right?" She couldn't find it within herself to give him the reaction he wanted, king or no king.

His voice remained level, "Yes."

"Am I forbidden from laying eyes on the King of Dreams?" She cocked her eyebrow, only slightly, in a challenge. She took a step backwards, inviting him to step into the light.

There was another long pause before he answered, "No, you are not." But instead of moving, the shadows seemed to loosen, pale skin blooming behind the darkness until his face was wholly visible.

It seemed the perfect match for his voice, slim with sharp cheekbones and a shock of deep ebony hair. Long, dark lashes framed his eyes, which were dark, almost entirely black in a way that should have been eerie. But they glimmered like stars, little specks of light dancing deep within their depths and seeming to invite her inside. She felt as though she was falling forward until the darkness swallowed her up.

But inside was far from dark. It was a massive stretch of blackness, yes, but far from nothing. The black was a canvas, swirling with color and light and looking like entire galaxies.

A mess of incoherent thought washed over her, driving her own thoughts from her mind. The galaxy showed her a beautiful woman. She felt insecurity, fear, but also something warm and safe she could only describe as love. Then she saw the sun, but the sun as she'd never seen it before. The sun through the eyes of someone who couldn't go blind. And then came pain, rejection, grief-

"You should not be here."

Then she was back in the throne room, balled up on the floor, her cheeks wet with tears. She sat up, hastily wiping her cheeks, but Dream was already hauling her up by the shoulder of her tee-shirt, her extra layer of clothing stripped away in an instant, "You dare to invade my mind?" His dulcet tones were reduced to a mere hiss. "As the King of Dreams, it is my responsibility to warn you that if you or others like you meddle in the affairs of my realm, it will cost you dearly. It seems that every time I show compassion to a human, you are determined to make me regret it. Cross my path again and you will not receive such mercy a second time."

She wanted to plead with him, to make him understand that it had been an accident. She didn't even understand what she'd done- were those his thoughts?

His change in demeanor stung more than it should have. But his sudden rage combined with what little she'd seen made it clear he would not leave himself vulnerable to her, and perhaps for good reason.

"I apologize for any offense, it was not my intent. I will do my best not to get in your way again." She offered him a sad smile, "And I'm sorry for your suffering."

His eyes glimmered in a brooding smolder and then she found herself jolting awake in her bed, a sheen of sweat glittering on her skin. She made a half-hearted attempt to tell herself it had only been a dream, but there was no denying what she'd seen- what she'd felt.

She felt out of place going back to her everyday life, but her work wouldn't wait for her. And there was plenty left to do for her brother, so she put it behind her, hoping that whatever she had done to draw the King of Dreams' ire was a one-time thing. Their interaction had left a lingering bad taste in her mouth.

She had hoped that her responsibilities would drive the memory from the front of her consciousness, but it continued to creep up on her each time she had a moment to breathe, haunting her rare moments of rest with nightmares. She suspected the King of Nightmares was wholly capable of sentencing her to a lifetime of nighttime terrors, but she wasn't convinced this was his intention. But if she was connected to Dream, as he'd called himself, the only way to fix it would be to visit the Dreaming again.

And now she was thinking about it again. She gave herself a shake; she had another long night ahead of her. So she turned up the music in her car and left for her brother's apartment.

*

"I thought I might see you back here, brother." Death looked smug as Dream appeared beside her in the same place they'd watched from last time.

"And why are you here again, Death?"

"To catch you in the act, obviously."

Dream made a disapproving noise at her joke, but didn't press further. He watched as she and her brother played a video game together. He'd done some reading in her book after her uninvited foray into his mind, though mostly out of spite. It had done nothing to reassure him that he'd acted appropriately.

Her childhood had not been an easy one. Teenage parents, poverty, and drug use had rendered her functional guardian to her two younger siblings at a young age. Once he arrived at the abuse resulting from her first romantic relationship, he'd stopped reading.

The two Endless watched for quite some time before speaking again, but surprisingly to Death, it was Dream who broke the silence. "Why are you truly here, sister?"

"It is part of my responsibilities to check on the humans whose ties grow weak."

"Do you spend this long on every one?"

She huffed a sigh, "No." Stealing a glance at Y/N, she admitted, "When she weaves the dreams, that strengthens the connection, giving a weak tie more time to recover."

Dream tipped his head, "Yes, as you explained last time."

"I'm starting to suspect that the dream she's woven around the center tether may be permanent."

"Is such a thing possible?"

"I don't know. Like you said, this could be a new kind of dream weaver." They both watched her laugh, drawing a laugh from her brother as well. "I wish I could just ask her what she's capable of."

Dream looked back on the way the girl had collapsed in his throne room, realization making his stomach sink, "She is unaware of her abilities."

"As far as I can tell." At Dream's silence, Death glanced at him sharply, "Why do I get the sense that you may have done something foolish?"

Dream was silent, reassessing his interaction with this new information. He'd brought her into his realm, exposed and confused, then put on a show of being intimidating and immediately lost his temper, resorting to threats and expulsion.

He refused to feel shame over actions taken to protect his realm, but he couldn't identify the strange pit that seemed to have opened in his gut. She likely thought him a monster, a nightmare himself instead of their king.

"Dream, what did you do?"

Death's voice broke him from his stupor, though he kept his gaze on the girl, "I brought her to my realm and lost my temper."

Death couldn't suppress an eye roll, but Dream didn't seem to notice, "What was it this time?"

"I suspect one of those new abilities allows her access to memory."

There was a long pause. "She got inside that thick skull of yours?"

Dream broke his gaze to send his sister a scathing look, "Yes."

Death sent her an appraising glance, "She seems to be holding up rather well, all things considered." It was meant to be a joke, but Dream thought the circles under her eyes were damning.

"You are typically far slower to admit you are wrong, so I ask you again, brother, what are you doing here?"

"After my meeting with the girl, I spent an entire evening working on new dreams and nightmares. It was the best work I've done in ages."

Now Death did smirk, "She inspired you then? Is she your latest muse?"

"My days of muses are behind me, sister. Aside from the fact that she is a mortal, my realm needs my full attention."

"Of course, brother."

*

That night, when Y/N fell asleep in her bed, she found herself back in the throne room. Muttering a curse under her breath, she stood, grateful that she'd slept in a pair of shorts this time.

"Approach, Y/N."

She did not obey the voice this time, stubbornly remaining in place and gazing resolutely into the dim light, which was only slightly improved from her first visit.

A moment, then two, passed before there came a sigh. "Very well." Several long strides later the King of Dreams had left his throne to stand before her. She avoided his eyes, afraid to repeat her mistakes.

"Dream King."

"Yes, I suppose I deserve that as well."

Tipping up her chin, she nodded, "You do." She seemed to catch herself, "I'm afraid I'm not sure what I did to end up back here."

"I brought you here- in both instances. You've done nothing wrong, I have realized too late."

She was stunned. She hesitantly met his gaze, relieved when her feet remained planted on the floor.

Dream held his expression steady and nodded, "I apologize for my prior behavior."

She surprised herself by tipping her head, "Thank you." She chewed her lip for a moment, "I'm sorry too. For before. I'm really not sure how I did it."

She knew she didn't have the leverage to flaunt a grudge against the Kind of Dreams. She was pleased with her own politeness, but she would not trust easily.

Dream was silent for a long pause, "What exactly did you see?"

She looked away, "Not much. A woman- a beautiful woman. The sun. And I felt-" His eyes seemed to pull her gaze back in, "I felt some of your pain, I think."

"I apologize."

Her brow furrowed, "For your suffering?"

He shook his head, "For yours, at my hands. We have much to discuss, but you will not struggle with nightmares from tonight on."

The corner of her mouth twitched upwards in a smile, "So, I can rest assured?"

Dream either didn't catch the pun or was ignoring it, nodding, "You may. Now come, have a seat." He led her back toward his throne, where a small tea table and a wooden chair sat on the dais beside his own.

She waited, watching him take his seat on the throne before she sat on the wooden chair, ruefully thinking of her own chair at home. And then it was her chair she was sitting in. No sound or movement accompanied the change, it simply was.

Dream raised an eyebrow, as if challenging the action, "Did you just alter the Dreaming?"

Face flushing with warmth, she stumbled over her words, "Not with intention."

His gaze seemed inquisitive, "Have you always manipulated the Dreaming so skillfully?"

She raised a brow, a reluctant smile forming at the corner of her mouth, "I'm not sure that was a compliment."

"Simply an observation."

"Sounds a bit sinister though, doesn't it? 'Manipulating the Dreaming.'"

"What would you call it if someone were to create their own clay sculpture on a block already used by someone else?" Dream wasn't offended by the action so much as he was curious.

"If it serves a new function, I would call it repurposing," she replied thoughtfully.

There was a long pause, "Indeed." She couldn't decipher his tone. "What if I told you that the person who made the original sculpture also created the clay? And that the only clay that would ever exist was his creations."

She sobered up a little, "I'm sorry if I've ruined your work. Once again, not my intention. I have a lot to learn about your realm."

His gaze trailed over the chair she'd conjured, noting the details. The golden colored thread in the stitching that glinted in the dim light of the throne room. The slight wear to the fabric around the arms. Dreams were often vague, even half-formed, because mortals struggled to shape the Dreaming. But Dream suspected he'd find a perfect match to this chair if he were to visit her home.

"Clay is never ruined for having been used for creation. However, some do not take kindly to their working being- repurposed. But that is what I brought you here to discuss."

She gave him a nod, "I'm listening."

His dark gaze seemed to pierce her, "You are something known as a dream weaver. Historically, dream weavers used their abilities to tether many humans to the same dream."

She blinked at him, expression blank for a long time, "I don't mean any disrespect, but could you be mistaken?"

"I could be, but my sister is almost certainly not."

"Your sister?"

"Death."

She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts that had grown thick and slow.

"Why would you want humans to have the same dreams?"

"Back in the early days of human development, human dreams were chaotic and disorganized. Dream weavers helped drive human development by uniting many humans under the same dream."

"Dreams affect human development?"

That drew a surprising chuckle from the Dream King, "Dreams are human development. The world exists as it is because of dreams- because of the Dreaming." There was a marked note of pride in his voice at that.

"Everything?"

"Everything."

"So like, the depths of the ocean and all the scary stuff down there was all dreamed up by humans?" He nodded. "What about space- the entire greater solar system? Is any of that real?"

"Created by dreams, but very real." She took a moment to process that, stifling a sigh. "You are displeased?" Dream raised a curious brow.

"That's a very human-centric reality. I kind of liked it when we were just little specks of dust among the vastness of the uncharted cosmos."

The corner of his mouth lifted in almost a smile, "You still are. But only because humans have dreamed it so."

"How have we survived this long? It seems to me that human beings have a tendency to destroy more than we create."

"Humans can be very destructive. But they are also very clever. No other species has demomstrated such an capability to dream up solutions to its problems like humans."

"So like, climate change. The solution to all of the pollution, to the whole climate crisis, exists?"

"Not exactly. It may or may not exist now. But it could exist if enough humans were to dream of it."

She rested her head in her palm, forcing a breath; she was starting to get light headed. This was overwhelming. Her next breath did not come as easily as the first, a fact not unnoticed by the Dream King.

"Are you alright?"

"I-" she swallowed hard, trying to get past the lump in her throat, "I think I'm having a panic attack."

Dream calmly reached out and brushed his hand over her forehead, his intent to soothe her distress. Instead, a sharp spike of heat burst through his palm, quickly going icy. He heard her gasp, but couldn't tear his gaze away as the trails of ice left behind dark lines of deep purple criss-crossing over his wrist.

"What the fuck?" Her voice was barely over a whisper, the only evidence of distress the high-pitched strain that overtook her tone. Tearing his eyes from his hand, he saw the same design decorating her hand in a blue so dark it was almost black.

Her wide-eyed gaze flicked up to his, "Did you-" She left the question unfinished, not wanting to make an accusation and unsure of what to ask even if she did.

"No."

"Do you know what this is?"

"No." His voice had gone cold and hard, just like it had been their first time meeting. Her eyes flicked back to the lines marking her skin and Dream saw the panic begin to rekindle in them.

After only a split second of hesitation, he pressed his palm to her forehead again, "Sleep, now. We will speak again soon."

Her eyes grew cloudy, but she fought against his magic with surprising vigor, "No- the- n-nightmares-"

Dream's hand seemed to slide down over her cheek to cup her face of its own accord as her eyes started to glisten with fear, "You will suffer no bad dreams tonight, Dreamweaver."

And as she faded from his realm, her consciousness joining her body in sleep, Death's words about the girl's resilience to seeing inside his head echoed again. But the lines swirling over his wrist stretched from his fingertips all the way up his forearm, nearly to the elbow, demanding his attention. They were delicate, weaving together and knotting at the crossroads between, like a tangle of flower stems and intricate lace. And at the apex of it all, the palm of his hand had an empty circle at the center.

As he stared at the mark on his hand, Dream of the Endless felt something he was neither accustomed to or fond of- he felt lost.

*

"You look like a kicked puppy today, brother," Death remarked, not breaking pace on her way to the next destination. The city street seemed to blur behind her, though her pace appeared normal. Dream's long strides quickly made up the distance, though he said nothing.

Death's raised eyebrow slowly lowered as she noticed the markings on his hand. "It appears that congratulations are in order."

The frown lines on his face only seemed to grow more pronounced.

"Unless-"

"Unless." Dream was unamused.

"Unless you are not pleased to have found your soulmate."

If he were mortal, those words might have rung in his ears, the vibrations enough to make everything he'd known crumble. But they were not enough because he was not mortal and he did not have a soulmate.

"You believe such foolishness, sister?"

"You are so confident it is foolish with the evidence staring you right in the face?"

"This?" He raised his right hand, "This is not evidence. I have never encountered such delusion in any text or reading-"

"And you will not. But if you sought out the people who can remember the farthest back in human history, they would remember."

"If it is so certain, why is it not documented?" Dream sounded annoyed that it was becoming more difficult to be skeptical.

"It is. But it has been changed in writings, splintered and embellished, transformed into something not quite the same. They never quite get it right. But they dream of it. Surely you have seen that."

"I have. Yet I have never met a mortal with markings like this."

Death suppressed a chuckle at his determination to disprove her theory, "I myself have not seen a soul mate marking in a long time. But they exist. I suspected as soon as you'd told me the girl got in your head."

"I suppose that was a sign as well," he mused bitterly.

"Yes, it was. Why are you so determined not to believe, Morpheus? You aren't usually the type to ignore evidence. I thought you would be happy."

"Happy at a cruel joke? Even if I accepted this as truth, it is clearly the result of Desire's interference once again."

Death shook her head, "Soul mates go even beyond Desire."

"Then why is my soul mate a human?" he demanded. "Am I meant to destroy human-kind in my pursuit of happiness, sister?" He knew he was being unfair, demanding such answers from his sister, but he would not allow her to light the hope inside him. He would not have what he wanted, that much he knew.

"Of course you aren't. I don't have all the answers, Dream. But be patient. They will make themselves clear over time."

That was not what he wanted to hear. "Thank you, sister. I must go." And he did, leaving Death alone just as a sigh fell from her lips.

*

All day long, Y/N got remarks about the lines twisting up her wrist. After a night of blissfully peaceful sleep, she woke up feeling refreshed, taking a moment to examine the designs that had followed her from her dreams.

The lines had filled in more since while she slept. What had been dainty lines had thickened to nearly an eighth of an inch- she'd measured. What was more, the deep, rich blue that had made up the original color was deeper now, with glimmers of royal purple, black, and the occasional glint of something golden- like a raven's wings.

The lines seemed to connect at every possible juncture. The empty circle at the heart of her palm seemed like the center, although she didn't quite understand why.

There was a lot she didn't understand; why did she have a tattoo at all? It wasn't exactly normal to wake up with new ink. And based on the Dream King's reaction, it was also not normal for ancient royalty to find themselves with a flash tattoo. But she would hopefully get more answers tonight.

She was embarrassed- mortified actually, at the way she'd freaked out last night. But she had to go back. He'd called her a Dreamweaver, whatever that meant.

But when she climbed into bed that night, she tossed and turned, anxious thoughts keeping her mind active. She felt a strange sense of trepidation whenever she visited the Dreaming; she wasn't exactly in a hurry to piss off the Dream King any more than she already had at their first meeting. But more concerning than the shadow of fear was the sliver of excitement at the prospect of seeing him again.

Despite her efforts to convince herself it was the remnants of the dream, muddling her emotions, even now she could feel his pull. She could practically feel him waiting for her on the other side of her consciousness. And when she finally did drift off to sleep, she never reached a state of rest.

Instead, she found herself seated in the chair she had left behind the night before in the throne room of what she presumed was the Dream Castle. Dream was waiting for her, his throne no longer shrouded in shadow. In fact, the whole throne room was warm and well-lit, her breath catching as she gazed around at the stunning architecture.

"Did you sleep well?" Dream's voice broke her stupor, somehow managing to catch her off guard.

"What?" Her head snapped to the throne, where he was waiting.

She watched the corner of his mouth curl up in a faint smirk, "You were concerned about nightmares, if I recall."

"Oh. No- yes, I um, slept fine." She wasn't sure why she was so flustered.

Dream let out a low hum, "Excellent."

She wasn't sure what to say, especially since Dream hadn't seemed to be in the best temper when she'd been here last. She had questions, starting with what had happened to her arm and ending with what the hell it actually meant to be a Dreamweaver.

"I'm sure you have questions."

She nodded, "A couple, yes."

"I will answer to the best of my ability."

Though her gaze lingered on the marks on her arm, the words that came out were, "What do I need to know about being a Dreamweaver?"

Dream was pensive before answering, "You must remember that the Dreaming, no matter how it responds to you, is my realm. What I say goes." You had to consciously suppress the shiver that wanted to rattle you at the intense way he held your gaze while he spoke.

She nodded, "You mentioned others- who may not take kindly to my abilities."

That elicited another pause, "That question leads to many more questions. Rest assured, I will provide an overview on my siblings, but not tonight."

She bit back the torrent of follow-ups and asked instead, "Are there more like me?"

He gave his head a solemn shake, "There were a great many Dreamweavers at one point in time. But eventually they stopped emerging and died out."

"No immortality then, I take it?" She was only joking, but he shook his head seriously. She suddenly felt shy meeting his eyes, "Are you immortal?"

He cocked his head like he was determining her intentions, "Not as you might think. I am not mortal- I do not age, grow old, or die by natural causes. Though it is exceedingly difficult, I can be killed."

The silence seemed to stretch as she processed what she had just learned. Everything should have seemed overwhelming- she shouldn't believe it. But she could feel the truth of it.

Finally, she held up a clenched fist, her eyes on the dark lines glistening in the light, "What is this?"

Dream was silent for so long that she almost asked again, but he finally said softly, "It is a soul bond."

Her gaze flicked to his eyes; the dancing lights there seemed to be waiting for her reaction. Then it fell to his own left hand, where the matching lines seemed so much more elegant on his pale skin.

"What does that mean?" She asked even though she already suspected.

"I do not know." That caught her off guard; she expected him to know everything. He certainly seemed to know more than she did.

She surprised him by asking, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

He'd expected her to push for more information. "Have you always had these abilities?"

She offered a chagrined smile, "I didn't even know I had abilities, to be honest."

"You are quite skilled."

He made a vague hand gesture and she wasn't sure what he'd done. Then she caught a glimpse of light above her head, her mouth falling open at the intricate web of silvery white that seemed to hover over her head. She didn't quite understand how she had created this masterpiece of dreams, but she believed him.

It took her a moment to realize that he had paid her a compliment, "Oh- thank you." Her face felt a bit hot. "I have another question." At his nod, she continued, "Will I see you again?"

She couldn't explain it, since his eyes were so difficult to read, but he seemed pleased as he mulled that over, "You are not bound to me; you are free to go back to your life. But should you have need of the Dreaming, it is always here. I trust you can make your way back."

She couldn't place why she felt as though he were flirting with her; he clearly avoided expressing any kind of desire to see her again of his own volition.

She felt the urge to admit she wanted to see him again, grateful to her own good sense for stopping her before the words formed. Dream hadn't spelled out what kind of being he was to her, but she knew he was likely high above whatever a 'soul bond' meant. He was the definition of being out of someone's league.

So she nodded her head, "Thank you, Dream King."

A beat of silence. "Morpheus. You may call me Morpheus."

Her lips curled into a half-smile, "Thank you, Morpheus."

He wasn't prepared for how his name sounded when spoken from her lips. She wasn't prepared for the soft smile that graced his handsome face. Even solemn, he was beautiful. But a smile, faced directly at her- because of her- it was like knowing the sun was shining because of her.

She was so unprepared that she blinked, waking up in her own bed, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. A wave of emotions washed over her; loss, frustration, hope, longing. She felt desperate to fall back asleep, to see that smile grace Morpheus' face again. But if that was going to happen, she would have to go to him.

[magsev]

Hi yes hello I just wanted to drop by and say I am SO excited for this series I only know bits and bobs of severance lore but I'm looking forward to uncovering the mysteries alongside the tma crew!!!

HELLOHELLO!!!!! I am so happy that you're excited for this because im ALSO so excited i could EXPLODE!!!!!!!!

I try to flesh out as much of the basics for severance concepts throughout the story as I can but knowing bits and bobs of lore is perfect for diving into this! I'm doing more of inserting tma as a whole into the setting and principles of severance than the other way round.........there's a few things you might miss if you haven't seen the entire sev show but tbh!!!!!!!!!!! i don't think that's necessary!

i mean . i love sev and people should watch it but ITS TOTALLY NOT NEEDED to enjoy this au! (i think . im getting nervous . ) (chronic overthinker author syndrome)

AAAAAAAAANYWAY enough of my yap take this doodle i didnt share yet i found on my laptop......release date for episode 1 coming soon!!!! stay tuned!!!!!

[whiteboardartstudios]

Goodbye, Gendaen

fan art for @mtqcomic

Thoughts and LONG ramble under the cut! (includes spoilers!!!)

A while ago (like last week maybe?) I realized that I've been following this comic for almost a year, and I still haven't drawn Mysta yet! I figured that with the recent end of Chapter 3 and that *huge* lore drop (I was NOT expecting that oh my goodness the theory wheels are turning in the void that is my brain) now would be a pretty good time to draw her! So that's where this came from! :D

I thought that it would be fun to draw Mysta looking sort of like a knight? Partially because it makes for cool posing and composition but also because I think that if she was in D&D she would be a paladin due to the whole "Hero sent by Destiny" thing (I considered sorcerer or warlock as well, but her moveset is mostly melee at the moment so I thought that paladin fits better. Plus this opens up the possibility of Gendaen being an Oathbreaker paladin, depending on how that whole situation with the Crimson went. (also now I kind of want to put the main cast of mtq in D&D even though I don't actually know a lot about D&D ToT. I think Eth would be a ranger maybe multiclassed into something magic-related, because rangers have a favored enemy mechanic that gives them advantages on fighting a certain type of enemy, which could be Crimson enemies for D&D Eth. Yele is (kind of obviously) a druid because of the whole dryad thing, and Zaïl is definitely giving rogue energy to me.)) Anyways, D&D-related sidetrack aside – hello??? End-of-chapter-3 lore drop? (/positive) I have SO many questions. First of all, what happened to convince Gendaen to switch sides? For someone who allegedly spent his entire life trying to cleanse the Crimson, it would've taken one heck of a worldview-upending revelation to get him to join it. With the information we currently have, it seems pretty clear that Gendaen isn't mind-controlled or corrupted or anything – not just because of the reasons Eth gave in page #169, but also because from all the interactions we've had with Nelun Soma'o/Gendaen, he seemed to be pretty chill? I pointed out in my first fan art post that it doesn't seem as if Nelun Soma'o is being built up to be a villain character and is instead more of an antagonist with a slight mentor role, and I think that still kind of holds up now. Gendaen definitely wants Mysta to help him and/or the Crimson with something, and as Yele said in that recent comic, things aren't really adding up. I'm still slightly suspicious of the Order of Learning as well (insert person pointing at conspiracy theory board meme here lol), since you would think that if Gendaen and Eth are really close then Gendaen might have told Eth about the whole Crimson situation, right? On Page #250 (which is marked as 150??? probably a typo but idk) Gendaen says that he didn't want Eth to be roped into this whole situation, which could be a reason for keeping him in the dark – though if he knew Eth really well then he might have suspected that Eth wouldn't just let him disappear and would go searching for him. Another possible reason (in my theory) if the Order is evil or something and Gendaen learned something that he shouldn't have learned, maybe he knew that Eth wouldn't believe him because of his loyalty to the Order? I may just be connecting random dots and calling it a picture here but *something* is going on and until we get more clues on what that may be, I'm sticking with this theory lol :P EDIT, I was rereading Gendaen's character sheet and it says there that he has a strong code of honor and fights for the underdogs (not the exact phrasing but it's close). 👀 does that mean the Crimson is in some sort of underdog position? 👀

Anyways back to the drawing a little, I gave both Gendaen and Mysta a sort of braid-like element in their designs to sort of tie them together a bit visually (Mysta's is on the sides of her head, which is kind of hard to see so I added a little ribbon to show that parts of her hair is tied back, and Gendaen's is in his golden hair accessory thingy). I think that there's definitely some sort of correlation between Gendaen's disappearance/switching to the Crimson and Mysta being sent to Sol Ybberia, and I also think that both of them are going to play an important role in whatever happens in the future, hence the braids (to show that their destinies are kind of intertwined, as the two Heroes of Sol Ybberia). I also thought that it would be fun to put Gendaen in a stained glass window instead of actually physically being present, because up until the Nelun Soma'o reveal, all the things we know about Gendaen are basically all from Eth's recollections of him, which for me definitely paints a bit of a "Character haunting the narrative" kind of vibe. I also think that with the Nelun Soma'o reveal, the somewhat glorified (for a lack of a better word – I think Eth might be a little biased when it comes to Gendaen, considering that Gendaen has been missing for about 5 years, if my math is correct? 5 years feels like a long time to me and I think that if a person important to me has been missing for that long then my impression of them would definitely start warping to how I want to remember them/who I wanted them to be and I might start unintentionally ignoring the things that doesn't quite match that image in my head. Speaking of/case in point, Eth's reaction to the Nelun Soma'o reveal!) image of Gendaen that we had got thrown in a metaphorical blender with our idea of the Crimson at the time, and it just makes things a whole lot more complicated in a very interesting way. (If you look at the bottom right of the image you can see Nelun Soma'o's cloak coming out of stained-glass Gendaen's cloak, which I thought would be a fun little detail to include). Hence, the stained glass is kind of the "perfect Hero who disappeared to advance the plot" Gendaen and we can see Mysta kind of splitting the glass with her Rotted Fork from a composition point of view, referencing that huge lore bomb she dropped a couple of pages ago and how that changes our (or at least my) perception of Gendaen as a character entirely. I really do like the plot twist, as I think it makes Gendaen a more 3-dimensional character with more complicated motivations and narrative significance, as before I mainly knew him as "predecessor to Mysta" and "one of Eth's sources of motivation", but now he my understanding of Gendaen also extends to things about Gendaen himself and not just about his role in relation to other characters (for example, "Gendaen is helping the Crimson for reasons currently unknown" or "Gendaen is planning something that involves Mysta??? and he's in the Void??? And apparently Mysta is supposed to jailbreak him out at some point in the future?" He definitely has something planned behind the scenes, I don't know what it is and I want to find out).

MORE THINGS about Gendaen (can you tell that he's my favorite character at the moment ToT), what's up with those last words? If I'm correct (and I think I am, I scrolled all the way back to the page where the gods were introduced just to check this ToT), Nomù is Compassion? How is compassion related to Gendaen's alliance with the Crimson? I mean, when you think of the Crimson, compassion definitely is NOT the first value that comes to mind. Right now it seems that to me, Gendaen's plan with Mysta and the Crimson and the Void is connected to Nomù somehow? (the "I won't disappoint you" is definitely interesting). I don't have a lot of thoughts or theories on where this might be going, I just thought that it was something interesting to metaphorically chew on for the next while. It definitely seems like it has some sort of narrative significance, at least.

There might be more things that I wanted to talk about, but I can't really think of them off the top of my head right now (it might be due to the fact that it's currently quite late in my time zone ToT I am sleepy) so that's all from me for now :D (Also dropping the version of the drawing with just the lineart here because I think it looks really cool)

I hope you have a really nice day and/or night! :D

*a starry rift in space opens up in front of me and I faceplant into it like it is a mattress* (gotta make that dramatic exit!) [Image ID: The first image is a colored and rendered image of Mysta from the Mysta's Terrarian Quest webcomic standing in front of a stained glass window of Gendaen. She is holding the Rotted Fork spear from Terraria, and she has a determined expression on her face. The stained glass shows Gendaen with his back turned to the audience, and one closed eye is visible. His cloak is flowing to the right of the image, where it emerges out of the stained glass as it fades from green to dark grey. Crimson vines, green trees, and white clouds surrounds Gendaen in the stained glass. Outside of the glass portrait, real crimson vines are creeping along the stone walls that the portrait is on, framing the portrait and Mysta in the middle. A red light source is shining down from the upper right corner of the drawing. End ID.] [Image ID: The second image is a work-in-progress version of the first image without any color and only some minimal shading, with all shades being in monochrome. Mysta's lineart is noticeably darker compared to the line art of the background. End ID.]

EDIT: Forgot to add image ids, they're here now TwT

[bro-strider-tgirl-tits]

I would love to randomly drop my lore here like I'm a father of sorts, but I can't do that simply because if it's random, it looks weird and even attention-grabbing. And I haven't found a funny enough context to insert any of it into yet.

[pixelpenclub]

[insert eric andre let me in meme here] i haven't even finished reading the entirety of the lore of the siye verse yet but i am already so incredibly hyped for this!! can't wait to see more info on the other verses too! you guys are seriously bringing back my excitement for rp/writing and i can't thank you enough

thank you so much, anon! we're all so flattered and excited that you're enjoying our lore drops!! fira really outdid herself with SIYE. if you missed it, we also dropped the lore for our sapphic verse, isla tofana. see you soon! xo 🌈 🖋️

[hetameme]

Me & Babe

Me and a good friend of mine put aside cringe and made genshin oc/self inserts. Well, it was mostly that I wanted to do it and I asked if he would also want to join.

I have some lore drops for them, but I figure most are here for the art anyhow, so I'll leave the ramblings down below

The smaller research student you see is my character, I haven't come up with a good vision yet, but I have most of the backstory properly set up. At first I was worried that maybe it'd be a little too marysue ish, but realized it's not such a big deal anyhow and I like having goofy details that seem a bit cringe.

I had an idea where they're a far relative of the Kheadahra clan and despise their history and ties to Inazuma/the clan, and long for the world outside of the island nation. Once he gets out they decide to fully pursue their true passion in the arts by enrolling in the akidemiya. But this was before the traveler got there, so the sages were very harsh on those kind of subjects at the time. Which leads them to end up choosing to major in history.

Yadda yadda their class goes on a trip to the desert and hires mercenaries to protect the group. Low and behold, one mercenary in particular ends up becoming quite close with the poor research student. I had another idea where they go "missing", missing in the context of purposefully hiding away from the matra. I'll work on it more later, since I don't believe I have their story finished yet.

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The other character is my friend, and while initially he wasn't going to have a too complex of a background. But I started watching WAY too much Roosevelt and holy cow dude, now I have much more crap to work with. I just thought this version was more interesting then the last.

So he's actually, if you could've already guessed, a descendent of the Crimson Moon dynasty. As of now we only have a single character in game that is associated/related to them so I incorporated just a small part of her design into his. However, the biggest twist with him is he has no recollection of the past he used to live, as he "died" a long while ago before picking up his life in Fontaine. I'm still going over the idea of possibly seeing whether or not it'd be feasible to have him grow up there or instead just 'spawn' in.

Rather I'm more focused on the later where he'll have to grapple with the memories of the 500 years before and the present life he's living.

(￣▽￣*)ゞ

[skylardoesthings]

More of my pkmn dnd au! Mostly lore stuff, this time!

– | — | –

Okay since there's like 12 players, the group is split into 2, with 6 players on each group. Group 1 being;

Clem

Bonnie

Serena

Korri

Mairin

Sawyer

(and Trevor's NPC insert to move the story along)

And group 2 being;

Alain

Miette

Nini

Shauna

Tierno

Ash

Each character of course have their own backstory (some more fleshed out then others), and have their own goals.

The campaign starts is like split into three main arcs, if it was a story;

Arc 1; The time the groups were separated • Getting used to the game, some small quests, and at the peak of the arc, when the two groups found out about each others existencr and finding each other.

Arc 2; The time the group adventured together • Backstories, character motives, have their own chaarcter arcs and the introduction to the BBEG

Arc 3; Where they try to defeat the BBEG • The group works tries to work with each other, learn more about each other, and try and defeat the BBEG

– | — | –

Lets get into the interesting stuff, character notes and in general just some notes.

First though, yes, i do have names for the player characters. I just haven't written it down yet, if anyone wants to know em, just say and i'll put it in a different post lol.

Nini's character, as a warlock have a patron god, and since her patron god is the "Great Old One" and after reading a bit about the GOO's description, I decided that instead of making up a diety like for Clemont's character, i made her patron god the fucking Dungeon Master. Aka, Trevor.

Korrina and Alain's characters would have a massive falling out because of both of their classes (a beast slayer ranger, and a beast barbarian)

Yes, Trevor's insert NPC does have relevance to the story. No, they aren't the BBEG.

Diantha's character is a royal.

Sawyer'a character never stopped being a Wild Magic Sorcerer, instead, he learnt how to use the wild magic to his advantage.

No, not every character survives in the fight with the BBEG.

That's all I'm gonna write in this post! And if you know me and how i make aus that are very fantasy-esque–

Yes, i do have worldbuilding written down, yes i do have character relationships written down, i have a lot of notes. So, if you wanna know about a specific character or something else, please drop an ask or something i am dying to share more about this au

[celestie0]

ELLIE IM SCREAMING, SQUEALING, KICKING UP MY LEGS AND EVERYTHING!!!!!! just finished reading the drabble and chapter 10 AND GODDDDD

made me sad when he was thinking about his dad’s legacy fading away :( you’re trying your best satoru! and the reader’s fear of flesh eating bacteria HELLO? new fear developed. is that real.

I wanna give gojo a big big smooch and hug hes so cute in this chapter like hello??? I hope he’s taking care of mr. gta kitty well!!! just thinking of gojo sending updates about gta kitty to the reader is so cute like lil selfies here and there. 🥹 THANK U FOR THE MEALLLLL!!!! Might gonna send more asks after this because I’m a true yappatron.

— frank ocean anon! 💗

HIII my darling <33 AHHH i'm so happy you enjoyedd!! :'')

yess tbh that lore drop came outta nowhere haha i wasn't planning for the drabble to get any sort of angsty at all, but i think that's the fun thing w side content is i can kinda bend the rules n explore stuff without threat to the main storyline per se. LOL yes it is indeed ab the flesh eating bacteria it is a real thing but it's very rare and mostly happened before the legalization of marijuana when ppl were selling under the table

AHHH i know i think ch10 is the fluffiest chapter of kickoff so far?? idk i just realized i haven't really written much domestic fluff for them yet :0 there will be lots of that once they're in a relationship tho bc that's my favorite type of fluff eeeeep. just two people chillin n bein in love together. yes he's taking care of mr. gta!! he just bought him a cat scratch post :)) STOPPP SOBS that's so cute omg that kitty is THEIR CHILDDD i swear. omg you know i love it when you yap bb <33

thanks so much for readinggg n for the ask my sweet sugar plum omg <33 you have a wonderful day/night!!

-ellie [insert white cloud here bc im on pc aaa)

[ask-cota]

Meet the Crew!

Well, hello hello hello, all you beautiful people! I am Mod Andy, but you can call me Mod for short and to get my attention instead of the character Andy. The other way to get my attention is to simply go out of character.

This is my Murder Drones roleplay account. I will be using my Cosmic Indifference AU in this RP, which you can find the lore for over on @wylde-lore. If you wanna catch me fully OOC you can find me on my main blog, @how-and-why-do-i-know-this.

Now when it comes to RPing with me, I got a few rules to keep in mind:

Crossovers of all kinds are welcome.

This one isn't a rule so much as it is a heads-up: Though I focus primarily on Murder Drones and use Murder Drones characters and OCs, this blog is technically multi-fandom and I do have characters here that aren't of that universe.

No explicit NSFW, though suggestive jokes and a fade to black/off-Tumblr approach to smexy times are ok.

Asks that make me uncomfortable or are explicitly NSFW will be deleted.

Bigotry of any kind will not be tolerated.

Please respect my boundaries.

If I do anything that crosses your boundaries or makes you uncomfortable, I highly advise that you tell me so I can fix it.

Don't worry about leaving me hanging. I am very patient, most of the time.

Don't try to control my characters (godmodding) or twist my arm into doing what you want, it won't work on them and I'll either do the complete opposite or drop the rp thread completely.

Now personally I think this last one is a no-brainer and shouldn't need to be spelled out, but since it's actually happened to me on several occasions I'll list it here: Please do not tamper with my lore or try to insert your own characters into it without permission.

And that should be everything! A list of my muses (characters I rp as) and their attached character sheets are below the cut.

Doctor Wylde:

Disclamer: All character sheets under this line are either severely outdated or haven't been written yet.

Natah: Dr. Wylde's mother. Moved into the lab after Earth's destruction. The sweetest old lady you will ever meet. Fantastic cook. Accent of unknown origin.

Janus: D̷̨̥̥̥͖̞͐ͮ̄ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. W̧̤̤͇̣̥͂͐y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ's̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅp͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛-p͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅo͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́ - t͖͖̠̬͛h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥk̼̼̞̦̞̼̔ D̷̨̥̥̥͖̞͐ͮ̄ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. J̸̡̡̟͑ͭ̄͘ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧk̼̼̞̦̞̼̔y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥd̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ M͚͚̻͂̇͜͟͟ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. H͇͇̹͊ͪ́̕ͅy͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ, b͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡t͖͖̠̬͛ w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́ w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅo͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ. W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿h̶̯̰̝̻̿̓͢ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ Ḋ̤͇̮͙ͥr̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟. W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿y̯̤͑́́̓́ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟s̩͙͖̋͛͟ k̶̸͙̭̹͆͟i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜, c̷̹͖͋́̃ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊c̷̹͖͋́̃t̴͕͖͓̀ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜, ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜ d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟p̶̸̨̺͊̍̒̓̀ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚m̶̷͔ͪ̽͡ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞t̴͕͖͓̀i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟c̷̹͖͋́̃, J̸̧̪̫̫̩̿͗͑̇̕͟ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘û̶͙̽̿͆̈s̩͙͖̋͛͟ i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟s̩͙͖̋͛͟ s̩͙͖̋͛͟ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟s̩͙͖̋͛͟t̴͕͖͓̀i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟c̷̹͖͋́̃, c̷̹͖͋́̃r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞z͕͓̼̼̽̃͘ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜, ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜ v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤi̵͓͙̱͚̎͟ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘t̴͕͖͓̀. B̙̙̾͛̕��͉̬̦̻͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅh̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧn̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ @t͖͖̠̬͛h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧb͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡b͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧo͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ S̢̼̼͖̺͖ͪm̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞v̹̹̘̼̞̻͆ͩ̓ͪ͢ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ D̷̨̥̥̥͖̞͐ͮ̄ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. W̧̤̤͇̣̥͂͐y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ - a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘b͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧi̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛ t͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧm̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠p͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́. D̷̨̥̥̥͖̞͐ͮ̄ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. W̧̤̤͇̣̥͂͐y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ J̸̡̡̟͑ͭ̄͘a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥụ̴̴̾̀͟͡s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ' ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧx͕͕͚͍̿̆͂͞i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅt͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧn̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥc̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ, a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥd̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ t͖͖̠̬͛ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ t͖͖̠̬͛o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧp͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗ h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧv̹̹̘̼̞̻͆ͩ̓ͪ͢ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧl͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ t͖͖̠̬͛h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧi̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟ s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧt͖͖̠̬͛y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́. H͇͇̹͊ͪ́̕ͅo͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞w̡̻̻̣͚̒̀ͅḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧv̹̹̘̼̞̻͆ͩ̓ͪ͢ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟, J̸̡̡̟͑ͭ̄͘a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥụ̴̴̾̀͟͡s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ b͔͔̳͈̊̆ͥ͂͜͝ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎x͕͕͚͍̿̆͂͞ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧd̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡t͖͖̠̬͛ t͖͖̠̬͛o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ "p͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́" i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ D̷̨̥̥̥͖̞͐ͮ̄ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟. W̧̤̤͇̣̥͂͐y͙͙̪̰ͫ͌́l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ's̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧn̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥt͖͖̠̬͛a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅt͖͖̠̬͛a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎t͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧt͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ṛ̣̬̫̍͌ͩ͟a͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎t͖͖̠̬͛ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧs̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅ ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧn̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥo͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞. Ȧ̶̵̗̳û̶͙̽̿͆̈s̩͙͖̋͛͟t̴͕͖͓̀r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘ ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞c̷̹͖͋́̃c̷̹͖͋́̃ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘t̴͕͖͓̀. F̵̦̺͕́̐͟ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚û̶͙̽̿͆̈n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜ p̶̸̨̺͊̍̒̓̀r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟m̶̷͔ͪ̽͡ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡y̯̤͑́́̓́ ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘ @d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟-ẅ̷̷̢̟͇͈̒y̯̤͑́́̓́ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊-ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜-j̧͉̺̤̎ͯă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘û̶͙̽̿͆̈s̩͙͖̋͛͟.

(translation: Dr. Wylde's split-personality - think Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, but way worse. Where Dr. Wylde is kind, collected, and diplomatic, Janus is sadistic, crazed, and violent. Born when @theblackcubeofdarkness Smiles drove Dr. Wylde insane - albeit temporarily. Dr. Wylde is aware of Janus' existence, and tries to keep him away from everyone else as much as he can for their safety. However, Janus can be coaxed out to "play" if Dr. Wylde's mental state deteriorates enough. Australian accent. Found primarily on @dr-wylde-and-janus. His full character sheet can also be found there (WIP).)

Ko: 𝔄 𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔇𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡. 𝔓𝔲𝔫𝔨 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶. ℌ𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔐𝔄𝔖𝔖ℑ𝔙𝔈 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔥 𝔬𝔫 @emily-r-and-eva 𝔈𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔶. 𝔄𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 - 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔫.

Tessa: ᴡɪᴘ

Abby: 𝕎𝕀ℙ

Serena: աɨք

Emma Eclipse Wylde: Demigoddess. Daughter of Dr. Wylde and @xen-or-xavier-wylde. A psychopath like her father. As bubbly as she is violent. Too young to have her own blog (and I have enough as it is), so she's going in this one. Australian accent.

Odin: Hex-tech android and Dr. Wylde's assistant. Much too busy for romance. Accent-less robot voice.

Belnar Runehide: 𝕎𝕀ℙ

Kieran: WIP

Slyvan: Dr. Wylde's pet serpent. A-tier monster. Loves boops, pets, rubs, and cuddles. Hates being called stinky or spaghetti. Very motherly. Sssnake accent.

Rodney: WIP

Alice: WIP

Serial Designation J: WIP

Evelyn Wylde: Demihuman. Dr. Wylde's granddaughter. Bisexual murder-happy tomboy. Powerful pyromancer. Has a phoenix familiar named Sol. Dating @doll-the-zombie-drone Australian accent. Found primarily in @evelyn-wylde. Her full character sheet can also be found there in the pinned post.

Beeftongue: WIP

Lucy: WIP

Oswald Universe Wylde: Disassembly Drone. Son of Dr. Wylde and @emily-and-friends R. Obsessed with Scotland. Much less murdery than his sister Emma, and the voice of reason between the two of them. Too young to have his own blog (and I have enough as it is), so he's going in this one. Scottish accent.

Andy: WIP

Sarah: WIP

Hilda: WIP

Delilah: 𝕎𝕀ℙ

Lily: WIP

Kelsey: ᴡɪᴘ

Cephalon Eda: աɨք

Cyn: Surprisingly, @solvar-the-drone was only at stage four at the time of her "fight" against The Abhorrent. After removing her AI core, Dr. Wylde was able to isolate and extract the real Cyn. Having been purged of the Absolute Solver and given both a new body and a second chance, she now spends her time working tirelessly to undue the damage she's caused and atone for the atrocities she committed as the AS' host. Despises the AS for ruining her life and using her body to turn her friends and family into "monsters". Believes herself to also be a monster for what she's done, despite not having been in control of her actions. Iconic Solver voice, though it now has some emotion to it. When she is overcome with emotion (crying, pissed off, etc.), her voice goes back to the way it was pre-corruption.

Sol: WIP

Elizabeth: Formerly a human, now a Worker Drone. She was murdered by @james-comes-back's friend Simon, but thankfully her consciousness was successfully transferred to a Drone body - specifically one that looks exactly like Lizzy. Dr. Wylde's secretary, the lab's receptionist, and the one who runs the blog. A bit of a workaholic, and in love with @emily-r-and-eva Eva. Calls everyone "love." British accent.

Lizzy: WIP

Asmodeus: Ancient vampire, and Infernal Legion deserter. He and Dr. Wylde met during the Fell War, and have been friends ever since. Greater monster. A caretaker of sorts for the experiments. Romanian accent.

Xag'droruth: աɨք

Xag'droruth's crows: WIP

Marnie: WIP

(may add more in the future)

[zongzhii]

Some info dump for HSR Isekai au

First, meta notes:

- The Novel is not HI3, it is a generic fantasy story with honkai characters inserted throughout (GENERALLY star rail charas/vers prioritized)

- I didn't make the au to ship, but if you get inspired and want to ship then who am I to stop you

- AU Joachim is a normal ass man. His original earth is basically the same boring one we live on

- Yeah that's Kiana. DWAI.

- this is just a stupid funny haha what-if scenario that I came up with, might continue, might drop

Now onto some lore notes:

- The "Welt" that dies is Welt Joyce. Joachim isekais into the novel in Welt Joyce's role, but he is Welt Yang (a.k.a. the world is not a 1:1 recreation of the novel)

- The World is primarily based off of HSR, meaning most locations are based off of HSR, Schicksal kingdom being the big exception because... Well, we haven't seen it yet

- Welt Yang is part of the Astral Tower, a coalition of mercenary mages. He is a senior and mentor to March 7th, Dan Heng, and Caelus/Stelle

[the-nimbasa-trio]

Hehehe I love subtly infodumping my OC lore in every ask. Hope it's not too much :P (I know you said like "don't make your self inserts Too Much" but I'm just having so much fun developing her story and then dropping hints at my ideas hehe.) Your blog is so fun to interact with!!

I am also completely prideful and utterly thrilled to be apparently your most consistent asker. One day when this blog is huge I can dab in your askbox and be like "I was here first suckaz!"

HA! Yeah no you're good. The "Too much" thing is in response to trying to change the story to accommodate an OC/self insert/etc. You aren't trying to change the story! You're honestly adding it. I won't elaborate on this, but because you chose to go to Ingo instead of Emmet, meeting Jewel would've been slightly different <3

Asks have the possibility to change the outcome of some scenes~

(I love doing stuff like that. Every ask matters!)

But yeah I hope it gets huge one day! I want to create a public Discord server for this blog, but I haven't yet because I don't think many people would join due to the blog being small! But one day :)

[restlessmaknae]

(dis)harmony :: p1h writing collab

Welcome to (dis)harmony, a P1Harmony writing collab!

➼ MASTERLIST

To celebrate the group’s 2nd anniversary, this collab aims to promote P1Harmony and hopes to fill the site with more P1Harmony stories.

What is the (dis)harmony collab about?

➼ The collab is inspired by the group’s lore including their pre-debut movie (P1H: The Beginning of a New World), their MVs and songs.

➼ The main theme for the collab is harmony/disharmony, implying that something disrupted the harmony that was once known in the world. Given the theme, your fic might be a spin-off or a second part to their movie, a story with a different setting but with the same superpowers from the movie or anything that's connected to the collab theme (meaning that it doesn't have to be related to the movie, especially if you haven't seen it!). Focus on the harmony/disharmony aspect of it instead. :D

➼ Examples can include any dystopian, sci-fi, suspense, apocalyptic story that you can imagine (even a different AU within the genre e.g. The Blade Runner), but if you have anything that doesn’t fit within these boxes but fits the theme, you’re more than welcome to join!

What are the requirements for the collab?

➼ Since I wish for this collab to be safe for all audiences, no smut and no nsfw content will be allowed.

➼ If you include potentially triggering topics (as it might happen with the genres themselves), please, do indicate them when you post your fic.

➼ Pairings should only be member x reader or member x oc. However, if you prefer, it doesn’t have to be a pairing-based fic, it can be a gen fic without any specific romantic pairing. It’s up to you! :)

➼ Since the stories aren’t connected, the other members apart from your chosen member can be used in your story as cameos.

➼ All genres (angst, fluff, crack, hurt/comfort etc) are accepted as long as it fits the main theme.

➼ There’s no minimum or maximum word count. However, you must insert the “keep reading” option if it exceeds 500 words. It can be a drabble or a one-shot, but smaus, reactions, bulleted stories aren’t allowed. If you decide to make it into a chaptered story, it can go into the collab’s main masterlist yet only the chapters that are published before the publication deadline.

➼ Also, don’t forget to tag me @restlessmaknae in your finished work and use the tag #disharmonycollab, so that I can add it to the masterlist.

How can I join?

➼ This is a first come, first serve collab. There will be two slots for each member, meaning 11 total slots excluding my own. I will keep the main masterlist up-to-date, so that you can be notified of any changes to the availability as quickly as possible.

➼ To be accepted, send me a DM /ask with your chosen member. I’ll write back to you to confirm your participation.

➼ Please, reblog this post if you join. It helps to get the word out.

What are the deadlines?

➼ Application deadline: 30th April 2023

➼ Drop-out deadline: 30th June 2023

➼ Publication deadline: 28th October 2023

After you join, you’re free to post your finished story whenever as long as it’s before the deadline.

If there’s any reason you can’t submit your story by the deadline, please, let me know, and we’ll work it out.

Any more questions?

Feel free to drop me a message or an ask. No question is a silly question. I want this collab to be as enjoyable as possible, so feel free to ask if something’s not clear. :)

[your-brilliant-lady-m]

Part 1 - Basic Concepts of Miraculous Ladybug: Miraculous Jewels

Alright! I promised you meta and now I deliver!

I feel like people mostly watch Miraculous for the romance these days. Shipping is all everyone cares about. I wonder why? Probably because writers themselves don't take their worldbuilding very seriously and because they don't put much effort into making the audience care about something other than Love Square, like the mythology behind the Miraculous, or motivations of the main villain, or some pretty heavy topics for a kid's show that they bring up and then refuse to touch again. You know, all the good things. And this is coming from someone who is a passionate multishipper. I have lived through several shipping wars in different fandoms and came out victorious after all.

I am probably the only person out there who cares about the big picture, the overall storyline and the worldbuilding of Miraculous in addition to all details and implications that could develop into fascinating plotlines relevant to the main story. It is a rather lonely fandom experience, I must confess. But, hey? Who cares? I am here to have fun and bring to the table discussions no one wants to have.

So, let's talk about the basics.

If you, as the writing team, are capable of keeping only 1 thing consistent, then please, I beg you, let it be the basic concepts of your universe. Because in this case, one has to actively put effort into writing characters and conflict resolutions badly. And also because nothing can save bad worldbuilding.

I don't have high worldbuilding standards for Miraculous. They certainly aren't as high as the ones I had for Legend of Korra (which was a badly written trainwreck, that ATLA doesn't deserve as a sequel) or the ones I currently have for Dragon Prince. Therefore I won't be too harsh in my criticisms. Granted, I think that Miraculous has better worldbuilding and lore consistency than Winx Club for example (I haven't seen the reboot yet, so writers might have fixed their worldbuilding at least a little bit). Even though I enjoyed Winx when I was younger and some elements of this story still attract me.

Both serialised and episodic shows as well as movies to the lesser extent must have some flexibility in worldbuilding and plot because you can never be 100% sure where your story is going. Maybe, you'll get money for more seasons, maybe not. However, you must never lose sight of your basic concepts. They have to stay the same no matter what, because rewriting lore and retconning major developments every new season is not and never will be called good writing.

Forgive me for using architectural metaphors, but you need a solid foundation to build any kind of structure. Otherwise, everything falls apart.

I like to apply this logic to writing as well. When designing a world where your story takes place, you must lay a few ground rules. It's especially important if you have a magic system. What kind of ideas absolutely must exist? What kind of conclusion do you want your story to have? Does your magic system has limitations? Where is the grey area? Could you introduce new elements later on?

And I feel like the writing team of Miraculous Ladybug did not ask these questions. This may feel like I am nit-picking canon material and looking for problems that simply aren't there, but I promise that I am not. You see, things that I am about to point out only seem small at first glance. But these details are actually the source of the largest plotholes in the series. And their presence negatively affects character development, conflicts and resolutions of said conflicts.

That doesn't mean that I have nothing good to say about the magic system of the show and its elements. There are a lot of great ideas and concepts. And some of them have the potential to contribute to the delightful story.

Let's dive right into it, shall we?

Camouflage

I have to give credit where it's due because the idea of camouflage and shapeshifting for Miraculouses is brilliant. It seems like Miraculous can't fundamentally change its type of jewellery or accessory. The ring will always be the ring but with a different ornament, colour or shape. This is true most of the time (Monkey Miraculous is an exception since it transformed into earplugs/headphones/headband/circlet) It makes sense and avoids plotholes. Grimoire doesn't have the pictures of each Miraculous in disguise for identity protection. That was very neat too. I have no comments. This concept was very good.

Also, since Marinette wore a nose ring of the Ox in "Kwamibuster" without any problem and Adrien wore Ladybug's earrings in "Reflekdoll", we can assume that you don't need to have piercings to wear a Miraculous. Miraculous just magically passes through your skin.

I'm interested to know the following. Can Kwamis recognise a camouflaged Miraculous on a person? Can the holder order them to confess the identity of this person? This shouldn't be possible for identity protection just like with Kwamis sensing each other. But more on that in later posts.

Power Levels

For a long time, we assume that there are only 7 Miraculouses. Turtle belongs to Master Fu, Gabriel has Butterfly and Peacock, Marinette and Adrien have Ladybug and Black Cat. Everything is pretty straightforward. Then it's revealed that there are more jewels and more boxes. It makes the worldbuilding interesting, but it also majorly complicates things, making them inconsistent.

Their position in the Miracle Box implies their power levels. Creation and destruction are the most powerful forces in existence, therefore they are at the top. Moreover, it makes this Box the most important, the most powerful out of all others. Su Han in "Furious Fu" calls it "Mother Miracle Box". Fox, Turtle, Bee, Butterfly and Peacock have less power than the main pair, but more than the Miraculous of the lower Zodiac tier (since they correspond with animals of the Chinese Zodiac).

1. Ladybug can create anything out of nothing (Lucky Charm, which gives what you need the most at the moment). This Miraculous can resurrect the dead, reverse the effects of the Cataclysm. The power of Miraculous Cure or Miraculous Ladybug can work in several ways:

it simply repairs the damage (puts stuff back together, heals injuries and so on)

it reverses time for the matter, restoring things back to the state they were before the destruction occurred (however, the Cure doesn't erase people's memories of everything that happened unless they were mind-controlled, frozen in place or transformed by Akuma into something else - this is an important point that I'll discuss some other time)

How does Miraculous Cure work when there are no supervillians? In NY Special Marinette just says this.

Excuse me, what? What was that? You can't do anything when the villain is gone? What the hell?

*insert here every scene where Ladybug fixed Paris after destroying akumatized/amokized object (this action causes the Akuma victim to detransform/sentimonster to disappear - villain is gone) and purifying butterfly and feather*

It was such cheap angst. I couldn't even be upset when Adrien gave up his Miraculous, because that whole situation is just stupid. But, never mind. We aren't talking about that today.

Apparently, Lucky Charm and Miraculous Cure only work when summoned to battle a specific villain. What is the point then? Huh? You can't tell me that Ladybug has the power of unlimited creation and then say that she can't repair the damage without a special Lucky Charm that was magically synchronised with specific big bad of the week.

Ladybug also can purify Akumas. It makes sense for Ladybug to have the ability to reverse the magic of less powerful Miraculous. But this power can't be applied universally. How does this power of reversal apply to different situations where there is no evil Butterfly holder? Can Ladybug reverse the magic of any Miraculous?

The unlimited power of creation introduced in season 4 ("Mr. Pidgeon 72") is another fascinating thing. On one hand, it's logical and proves the status of this Miraculous as the most powerful. On the other hand, by introducing this power, you have created a plothole. Look, Marinette can create the charm which repels Akumas. If Ladybug can create anything then what stops her from creating a tool for finding Hawkmoth (like special glasses for discovering identities or a compass)? I mean, the show says that the power of creation is unlimited, it means that the creation of such tool is possible.

2. Black Cat can destroy anything with Cataclysm, even other Miraculous. He can kill living things and turn them into ash, but not himself. This Miraculous is supposed to have other special abilities that we don't see. And they should be equal to powers of Ladybug, both in number and in potency. Unfortunately, after 3 seasons writers didn't give us anything. It makes laughable the idea of balance between Ladybug and Black Cat.

Now, to the second tier. These Miraculouses have a singular ability, but they need a second one to keep the power balanced between Zodiac and the main pair.

3. Butterfly creates champions with different superpowers. But how does the time limit of children work for Butterfly? In theory, the countdown should start right after the creation of the Akuma since for Ladybug and Chat Noir countdown starts after activation of their powers even if they don't use them. However, if the countdown of the Butterfly begins after Akuma creation then there's no point because the holder has to stay transformed to guide their champion. The charged butterfly won't have time to even grant powers before the transformation of the child-holder drops. This issue is never explored because Gabriel doesn't have a time limit. However, I feel like it should be addressed in flashbacks of past Butterfly holders for example.

This Miraculous should be less powerful than Ladybug and Black Cat. It's often not. Some Akumas are too overpowered. Stormy Weather can move the Earth away from the Sun, Timetagger can send people through time and jump through time as well, Chat Blanc destroyed the world with a single energy blast, Miraculer could steal powers of those more powerful than her by default. These are the most notable examples. One could argue that Chat Blanc was a different case. Hawkmoth simply gave the most powerful Miraculous a boost. However, we know that even without a holder (the wildest and the most powerful form of uncontrolled Miraculous magic) Plagg's Cataclysm can't destroy the universe just like that (he presumably wiped out dinosaurs and sunk Atlantis on his own without a holder). I think that the less powerful Miraculous (Butterfly) shouldn't be able to increase the power of destruction to such a degree and give Black Cat the power to destroy celestial bodies and galaxies.

Writers want us to see Hawkmoth as the formidable villain. But it's not easy because he is less powerful than your main heroes by default of your worldbuilding. Sometimes writers make the Butterfly more powerful than creation and destruction to raise the stakes, breaking the laws of their magic system. So, how do you solve this? Let Ladybug and Black Cat keep their status as the most powerful and instead of giving Hawkmoth more magical power, make him smarter, more cunning, inventive. Gabriel is a fashion designer, whose creativity makes him a very good Butterfly holder. He has a life full of experience, he knows much more about things than the main teenage characters. Catalyst was very interesting for this very reason. Gabriel sort of discovered a cheat code to boost his powers. Show us how he experiments with his powers, how he analyses his past Akumas and tries to find the most effective ones. Maybe Gabriel tries to design Akumas that can specifically neutralise Ladybug and Chat Noir. This exploration could also give writers an opportunity to explain how the powers of Butterfly work. Can he control the type of powers he grants? Can he control the appearance of Akumas? There are many things to be explored.

4. Peacock creates sentimonsters. I remember that fans were very disappointed when the power of the Peacock was revealed at the end of season 2. I was one of them. The concept of Amoks is far too similar to akumatized butterflies. Other Miraculouses have unique abilities and keywords for their powers, while Peacock just looks like Butterfly 2.0. That glowing mask effect just adds insult to injury.

You have to start by figuring out the powers of the Peacock in a normal situation. If a holder is a good person, then how does their power work? For example, make them related to sight (because of the "eye" pattern on feathers). Maybe, Peacock grants the ability to see the several possibilities of the future, but only a few minutes ahead. Maybe, this Miraculous gives you the ability to see through someone's eyes for a few minutes (and the victim is completely unaware of the intrusion). Perhaps, Peacock allows the holder to use feathers (or tiny peacocks) as cameras one at a time and be all-seeing. These feather-spies can be destroyed by the holder or disappear on their own after some time. Such power could be devastating when used against heroes in canon.

5. Bee can paralyze. This power is pretty straightforward. Once I read a fanfiction focused on very vell done Chloe Redemption, where she fights alongside Ladybug and Chat Noir. Eventually, she grows and becomes a better person. This fic ends with an Akuma battle, where LB and CN are trapped and Akuma is ready to kill them. But Chloe uses a second power of the Bee on the villain - Miraculous Stinger. It's deadly both for the holder and for the victim (because bees die when they sting someone). Chloe kills the Akuma with a Stinger before it can get LB and CN, but she too dies making the ultimate irreversible sacrifice. I will add a link if I find it again.

6. Turtle can create a shield. I don't have much to say on this either. It feels underpowered compared to others in the second tier. Maybe Turtle can also slow down opponents (because turtles aren't the fasters animals out there).

7. Fox creates illusions and acts as their puppeteer. In order to create a balance between other powers, these illusions must hold for as long as the holder needs them to. I propose this mostly because we see that Venom of the Bee lasts very long, the shield of the Turtle lasts either until it's destroyed or the holder wants to remove it, same goes for Akumas and sentimonsters who disappear only when the holder wants them to or their affected object is destroyed.

Let's talk about Zodiac tier. Miraculous of the third tier shouldn't have the second ability like more powerful ones. These powers are the most inconsistent. Even if we haven't seen all of them yet.

8. Mouse can create many small clones of the holder. It is unclear how these clones communicate with each other and how many of them this Miraculous can create. The holder can control the number of clones. This power was very convenient in "Kwamibuster" and it makes sense symbolically for the mouse. What activates the time-limit for children? Marinette didn't have any problems with it when she became Multimouse.

9. Snake can create a 5-minute time loop and has the ability to come back in time. This Miraculous feels a bit overpowered for the Miraculous of the Zodiac Tier. The holder can reset the time as many times as he/she needs to. It's was a good source of drama and trauma in "Desperada". I was honestly surprised that Adrien was capable of fighting after spending months in a loop. But this doesn't change the fact that Snake is overpowered. You can give this Miraculous the power to hypnotise or keep the time ability but place a limit on the number of resets. How does the lyre work as a weapon? Who knows? No one!

10. Dragon can shapeshift into elements: water, wind and lightning. It has the coolest transformation words hands down (Bring the Storm and Open Sky). Apparently this Miraculous doesn't have the time limit.

11. Rabbit can time travel or jump through alternative realities, even writers aren't sure. Time-travel in this show is so badly written it gives me a headache. This Miraculous shouldn't exist just like its powers. Snake belongs to the same tier, but 5 minutes and whole centuries of time jumps aren't comparable in power levels. They are not and this is the hill I will die on. Give the Rabbit powers related to its symbolism in China like an ability to de-age people, heal them or give them a speed boost in contrast with Turtle who might have the ability to slow down.

This Miraculous is so special that its Kwami - Fluff can live separately from his Miraculous in a Miracle Box for millennia (Fluff lives in the Box in "Sandboy", but his Miraculous, pocket watch, was passed down for generations in Alix's family). This is a discussion for a separate post, however. There's a lot to unpack. We'll do that some other time. You will suffer with me but at a later date.

12. Horse can create portals. They could lead anywhere, which is pretty cool. On the other hand, this power is not very useful in direct combat, especially when it's used by a child since we can have only one portal per transformation.

13. Monkey can cause a malfunction in powers of other people. What is the point of this? This power was specifically created by writers to defeat Akuma in "Party Crasher". That's it. What if your target is not magical? How does this Miraculous work in different circumstances?

14. Pig shows people their greatest desire. Both the holder and the recipient of this power can see this desire. Chat Noir wasn't impressed in "Guiltrip" and neither was I. It's underpowered compared to other Miraculous in this tier. Also, why does the tambourine can shoot energy beams? Why?

That's all I have to say on the matter. I'll update the power analysis as needed.