#Chance has ID

[stealth-black-leg]

Thinking about the Cross Guild/Strawhat Tripartite parallel.

You have the ever-lucky clown and the trickster god

the current greatest swordsman and the next in line

and the transgenders

[evermorepeyton]

[lovesickeros]

☆ de fontaine

{☆} characters furina {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings angst, suicidal thoughts, hurt / no comfort {☆} word count 1.4k

This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair!

She thought, for one moment, she could put the mask down and breathe – for one moment of daydreaming, she thought she could just be Furina. She thought she would finally get to live the live she should've had in the first place, the life she threw away to play God to an audience who saw her as nothing but a circus animal, dancing to their whims. Furina just wanted to be selfish for one brief and fleeting moment..and it was gone before she could even grasp it in her hand. A comet soaring past far out of her reach.

She can barely keep her hands from violently shaking as she looks down at them – broken and bloody and more a corpse then a person – and she feels so numb she can't even feel the rain pelting against her back. None of this is fair, she wants to scream, why is it always me? But her voice is silent beneath the torrent of rain. She wonders if the ocean would take her if she sank into it's depths – just for a moment, she wonders how it would feel to finally be able to sleep at ease.

Furina is tired.

But Furina is nothing if not useful, isn't she?

So she forces her feet to move, dragging against the stone beneath her heels, and drags their bloodied body into the nearest empty building, letting the rain do the work of washing away the smeared blood following her path. The smell makes her feel sick, the feeling of it sticking to her hands and gloves makes her lightheaded, but she persists. Because Furina is useful, because Furina won't let them die out in the rain, because Furina won't stand by and just let them rot on the streets like some..pest.

Furina wants to go home. She wants to sleep and she isn't she if she wants to wake up, this time. But she keeps going anyway.

Because it's all she's ever done, and the habit sticks.

An Archon she may not be, not anymore, but the expectations of five hundred years still linger like eyes on the inside of her skull. They watch her, pry and prod at her thoughts, mocking laughter and judging eyes following her as she forces herself to dance to the song they weave with glee. Furina never stepped off that stage – she's still there, she thinks, watching the crowd stare at her in disdain as the curtain call looms above her like a guillotine. She still hears Neuvillette deliver her damnation and salvation with a trembling voice, still feels her hair stand on end when electro crackled like the crack of the whip, Clorinde's blade aimed at her like a loaded gun.

She's trapped on that stage and she never left, not really.

She hates it. She thinks she hates them, but it's not their fault. They didn't ask for this, didn't ask for everyone to turn against them, didn't ask for her to save them. Neither did she..yet here they are, she thinks.

She tries to tell herself she's in control this time, though. She can stop performing her part in this horrible, bloody play any time she wants. It makes her feel better, just for a little while, if she convinces herself she's still Furina, painfully human.

And Furina has always been good at lying.

It's the believing that's the hard part.

There isn't time for her to wallow in her own self pity, though. They're still bleeding out onto the dusty, creaky floorboards of some random, broken down house and she's just standing there as the blood stains the wood. She can fix it – she's good at fixing things. She's done nothing but fix things – try to, anyway – for five hundred years. She can fix a little wound, how hard could it be? Her hands are clenched so tight they ache as she kneels down, wincing at the creak of the floorboards beneath her heels– she hesitates just long enough to wonder if she's making a mistake before she peels away just enough of the outer layer of their clothes to see the deep, bloody gash across their chest. She tries not to think about it – it's deep, too deep, and she feels dizzy just looking at it, but she's handled worse, right?

Furina can fix it. That's what she's good at.

She doesn't feel so confident when she tries to wrack her brain for..something. Five hundred years, and a little wound stumps her? No, she had to have learned something, right? She's decidedly not trying to buy time because she's panicking, parsing through hundreds of years of memories like flipping through a book. Furina isn't made for this, not really – she's running on nothing but adrenaline and she's really not sure what she's doing, but she's trying. And just like before, it won't be enough, will it?

She'll fall short again – she'll be too late to fix it before she's alone again.

Furina was an Archon..used to be. What use would she have for that sort of knowledge? Which makes her predicament all the more harrowing and bleak. What was she supposed to do?

Furina had heard it first hand, that vitriol in Neuvillette's voice. She isn't sure she's ever heard him that..angry before. She's not sure he would listen to her if she tried, either. And that scares her more then anything. All of Fontaine was up in arms about this..imposter, yet here she was, staring down at them bleeding out in front of her, and she was trying to save them.

Why? Why is she throwing away her only chance at normalcy for a fraud? Why didn't she just turn them in?

They were dying – that should've been a good thing, shouldn't it? So why didn't it feel like it?

"Why you?" Her voice breaks as she speaks in harsh tones, grabbing the front of their shirt in trembling, bloodied hands. "Why now?" She wants to scream, to demand answers they can't give, to claw back the reprieve she was promised after five hundred years of agony..and all she can do is sob into their chest, pleading for an answer that will not come. "Why me?"

Silence is their answer, and it hangs heavy on her trembling shoulders as she cries.

Of course they don't, she thinks bitterly, no one has ever answered her pleas spoken in hushed sobs. Not her other self and certainly not them.

Furina has always been alone. Furina will always be alone.

Because Furina never left that stage, never left that moment when she looked at herself in the mirror and took up a mantle too heavy for her to bear. She always finds her way back eventually. There's no one on the other side anymore – she stands alone on a stage, waiting for an inevitable end she isn't sure will come.

"Please," She pleads through tears and choked sobs, clinging to them like they are all that keeps her from sinking. "Please don't leave me, too." The words burn on her tongue – how pathetic is she that she craves companionship from the bloodied body of the imposter? Perhaps she's truly lost her mind after all these years..perhaps she's finally gone mad. She must have.

But their presence is like the first feeling of gentle warmth upon her skin as the sun crests the horizon, like the gentle lap of tides along her heels, the sway of branches and leaves as the wind blows through them like an instrument all it's own. They are the soothing sound of rain against the window as she watches the dreary skies in fond longing, the first bloom of spring as color blooms upon the landscape like paint had been spilled across the hills and valleys.

They are like the faint spark she carefully nurtures and stokes, so fragile even the smallest wind could blow it out like a candle. She cradles it within her palms, pleads with whoever will listen – prays that someone finally listens, because if not for her, then for them.

She's failed to protect too much already, let too many people with so much trust in her fall between the cracks of her fingers like grains of sand. She won't let them go – she can't.

If nothing else, if she couldn't be saved when she begged for salvation from that five hundred year long agony, even if she never got that chance..

Furina will make sure they do.

[domwitch]

Not to be insecure on a porn blog but is it realistic to not want to suck dick like ever?? I dunno personally I don't really want to suck dick but I do want to get my pussy eaten out. I love dick I just don't want to suck it. It's just that everywhere I look porn always has the mandatory blowjob session and I worry that not wanting to suck dick will make me undesirable and therefore alone forever, so I'd love confirmation that there are people out there who have been in relationships with pussy eating but no dicksucking.

[featherymainffins]

I hate to say it but I might have to admit that Redditors can be pretty based sometimes

[weirdbabs]

thinking about that theory that peekaboo is a sliver of the wight in the locker, and how maybe that means it maintains a sort of connection to the other part and would be able to see part of what it sees and FUCK. FUCK. I JUST REALIZED IT ONLY KNEW HOW TO SAY PEEKABOO WHEN THEY FIRST MET. OVER AND OVER. HIDING ITS FACE WITH LITTLE HANDS. ALMOST LIKE

IT WAS PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK

[immensity-to-dream]

au where claw, not yet seeking world domination, is in the business of ousting and punishing fake psychics. suzuki sends serizawa to figure out if reigen's a fraud, but he forgets to factor in the power of gay tendencies. and also its the 1970s.

[potatobugz]

Lucky is he, Who lives unaware

[sunlaire]

The crew make it back to England and a few months later, the admiralty host a social function and crozier is only going so he can check in with the men, see how they're recovering. And while he's there, he spots James. But as he approaches, he overhears him talking about this "beautiful and elegant creature" he has back home

And crozier thinks "ah, alas. He is straight. But I'm happy he found someone..."

Meanwhile James won't stop telling people about his cat. Also he's carrying the BIGGEST torch for his co-captain, who is tragically uninterested in men. Whacky shenanigans ensue

[daftpatience]

TVDINT CHARMS!!!! i made them!!! theyre gonna be mini acrylic charms, all the designs have a different back, and the preorder's been extended through December!

you'll be able to choose individual charms, get them in a discounted set, or do a random gacha!

[arosebyan0thername]

If there are a million Reeve Carney as Orpheus fans in the world, I am one of them. If there are only two Reeve Carney as Orpheus fans in the world, I am one of them (Eva Noblezada is the other). If there are no Reeve Carney as Orpheus fans in the world, Eva Noblezada and I are dead 😔

[mouse-drawings]

Three bugs climb up to the top, but how many can come down?

I have a few ideas for this, but as I was thinking about it, I got curious.

[bananafishdepression]

Life is so unfair there are so many shitty shows out there with a dub and Banana Fish never got one and its been 6 years now

[mooroficirrus]

jokey comic based on act 3 end of isat. i got into sky recently because of the sky / isat crossover (no longer a moth too! wow!) and i thought this would be funny. rip bonnie

[aces-and-angels]

PSA: CONTACT GFM ON BEHALF OF IMAN, OMAR, AND RANIA- a reference guide

please be informed when you are speaking with gfm in regards to these three campaigns detailed here.

with my newfound knowledge- i effectively scared this representative off of my chatroom b/c they could not give me an adequate answer to any of my fair and reasonable questions. (they abruptly ended our conversation). they will not disclose anything else to me as i am not connected to these campaigns/did not personally donate to any of them. so i need ANYONE who donated to omar, rania, and/or iman to speak up NOW. this is a template free to use as a reference for the type of questioning you need to have below the cut:

PLEASE MAKE CONTACT WITH GFM HERE -> i cannot emphasize how important it is that you speak on these issues, ESP. if you donated (perhaps yall will be able to learn more than i did). even if you are still seeing gfm's as FULLY OPERATIONAL- they may be at risk of being suspended without your knowledge

@rubashabansblog please share this with your followers when you get the chance so they can speak on behalf of these families- thank you 🖤

tagging for reach: @appsa @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @mangocheesecakes @malcriada

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Hi 

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Please give me some time while I check the details

YOU: Of course!

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Thank you for your patience

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Would you like to know the above mentioned three fundraisers status?

YOU: Yes please I am a bit confused on their status because I had spoken with another rep yesterday but have learned some more info that conflicts with what I was told

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I am afraid that we are not able to inform anything about the fundraiser

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I request, you can contact the organizers for that

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: If you’d like to get in touch with the organizer, just select the “Contact” button as seen here (https://gofundme.com/g/ContactCO.jpg).

YOU: All of the organizers are currently in a war zone and cannot be reached easily. I am unable to maintain a stable enough connection between me and them and require multiple people to pass along their messages

YOU: That is why I am speaking on their behalf

YOU: I understand that the gfm vetting process requires a lot of information that must be disclosed between you and the organizers but I believe there might be a potential barrier when passing along this info to them because gfm does not have these services available in Arabic

YOU: This information may also be difficult to access simply due to poor wifi connection/lack of data

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I can understand that, however, for security reason, I am not able to inform you further details

YOU: So I only wish to know if they are still being given a chance to remediate their accounts. Has the refund process started for these campaigns? Would you be able to disclose anything if the person asking had donated to any of the three campaigns?

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I am afraid that we are not able to inform you that

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Apologies for the trouble here.

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Is there anything else I can assist you with today?

YOU: I understand. Can you please inform me if I have the correct understanding for your process of review for these accounts? From what I've gathered- accounts under review are sent a unique link to chat with your reps to verify IDs, proof of money transfer, and accurate spending reports. Is that accurate?

YOU: I am speaking generally in regards to your process

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I am sorry, I am not able to inform you all these

YOU: Can I ask if accounts currently under review are still accessible to the public (i.e. say I find a working link to a fundraiser and am unaware of any potential issues -> would I hypothetically be able to donate to their campaign)

YOU: Or is there an easy way to determine if there is an issue from an outside perspective that an account may be at risk (i.e. some sort of highlighted message or flag that appears on my end of things as a potential donor)

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I can only inform you that you can donate to those fundraisers

YOU: I'm assuming you cannot disclose if this money is successfully being transfered for these accounts as well- but may I ask for a general range of time gfm organizers have to remediate their accounts?

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Yes, you are correct

YOU: I have a contact informing me that individuals under review are given a deadline to respond before accounts are terminated and the refund process begins

YOU: Can you inform me what the emails for those refunds would look like/how they are worded

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I am very sorry that I am not able to

YOU: Okay so hypothetically speaking I wouldn't know that a family has lost thousands of dollars all at once until I receive a notification from your team that the campaign has been suspended for undisclosed reasons via my email stating a refund has been issued

YOU: Between the three links I previously provided over $36K has potentially been lost so I would like to be informed as a donor how I am to be made aware of these issues should they arise

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I am very sorry that I am not able to inform you anything regarding the fundraisers as you are not connected to those fundraisers

YOU: If someone were to speak to you in regards to these three campaigns that HAD donated to them- would you then be allowed to discuss this matter

YOU: I am speaking on behalf of them that none of them wish to be issued a refund for money that was meant to be put into the hands of families who are in desperate need of financial aid

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: I can understand that, however, I do not have any option to inform you the details

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: We can go ahead and close this chat. Please don't hesitate to write back in if you have any additional questions.

GFM REPRESENTATIVE: Thanks and take care

[venusmage]

I'm sorry about your D&D game. Can I ask what made your players and yourself decide to restart the campaign?

(Continued from another message: "I meant in terms of just stopping the game versus continuing without the kicked player versus restarting. It's not a judgement thing I'm curious on your thought process. I think a lot of groups have gone through this.")

Oh, absolutely groups go through this all the time! Two of my players are also DMs that have had games fall through or stop due to people leaving or getting kicked. It's always a huge bummer for everyone involved. Our game's been running since mid 2021 - so that's a lot of (almost) weekly sessions. We were on session 67 I believe. I've got 900 hours logged into roll20 and a good 750+ of them are just the one game I've been running. As a DM it hurts because you put sooo much time and effort into setting it all up; having it just suddenly end totally sucks. It sucks for the other players, too, who just wanted to get together and play.

It's not the first time for us - two players at the very start of the campaign didn't vibe with the table and ended up leaving, which is totally fine! It's the first game I've ever grabbed people together to run for, so it wasn't an already established group that all had experience together yet, if that makes sense. Once they left we kept playing for nearly two more years until just recently.

When it happened I basically asked my players what THEY wanted to do. The PC of the kicked player was integral to the plot of the campaign, so do we find some way to write them out? Do I turn them into an NPC? Or did we want to restart the whole game, giving myself and the players an opportunity to try some new things? I'm not as inexperienced of a DM as I was in 2021 and felt like I could make a more cohesive game for my table. The players were excited at the idea of taking their PCs in slightly new directions to make it fresh, especially since we've been playing together consistently for a while now and the awkwardness that comes from roleplaying with new folks is gone. They've been having a blast changing builds, designs, and backstories around and we're all super stoked for Waterdeep 2.0!