#L O R E

[strandedaylily]

Bells my beloved aughhhhhhh i think i hauve covid

I’ll reveal her lore later because the iterator she’s tied to (Mirror Reflected Moonlight) is. Part of another project I won’t speak about for the time being :)

What I can reveal is this:

A Bell Stacked Upon Two Bells was a very popular fashion designer and stylist, who, even later in her life, dedicated herself to creating an iterator. She is the admin of the iterator Mirror Reflected Moonlight, and she continues to be an influential fashion idol due to her rejection to wearing a proper mask and flaunting a helm with a dark veil instead.

(She does have a full mask, as seen in the second reference image, but she only wears it to important meetings and avoids using it if possible — masks are very uncomfy!)

In her childhood, Bells was scarred by an untamed red lizard who clawed her down the right side of her face. This sort of physical marring often drew attention from others and little Bells was absolutely not having it. Instead of hiding it, Bells chose to embrace it as part of her physical appearance and often went without her mask in public. This drew a deal of controversy but she gained a lot of popularity and became something of a fashion idol after designing Moonlight with the same markings :D

This is also why many of Moonlight’s citizens do not wear masks in public settings, except when actually face-to-face with Moonlight themself — as a show of respect instead of concealment.

So yeah that’s Bells for ya thank you for coming to my tedtalk

[roxyteal]

🦈DENIED PROPAGANDA🦈

Part 7 of the l o r e thing

Sorry that this one took some time. We are back bay bee

Coral's Glory - Ch. VII: Deepest Secrets

Chapter description: Welcome to the sea, the core territory of Atmast and crew! The submarine is located again, but Billy is drawn to it like a guppy to an angler's light…

Tags for this chapter:

Submarine Shipwreck, Knot-Tying, Human Skeleton, amateur Forensics, Alcohol, Shark Attack, Violence, Merm; robotic Injuries, Reconciliation

[making-mcyts-drown]

Im curious. How does it feel to drown them all? To feel their life and essence leave as they perish.

It's quite the experience to be honest, a difficult to put into words but I would say that it is amusing... Plus it serves as a ritual, makes me more powerful.

[archivist-of-the-void-institute]

𐌕ⶴ𐌄ዪ𐌄 𐌉ነ ክꝊፕ𐋅ጎ𐌍ፏ ነ𐌄ር𐌐ቹ𐌕 𐌀፪Ꝋ፱𐌕 𐌕ⶴ𐌉ነ ጎ𐌌ጎᏵቹ

(art credit to @ windycrow on instagram, go check my wife out and thank her for helping with the blog!)

[anonymous-bastard]

You're human.

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You're part of the species that ruined everything for me.

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And I never said my research was social or anything like that.

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The words cannot describe how much I've started to hate your species.

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE THIS HATE!!

IT'S CARVED IN MY CORE!!

IT IN THE DEEP OF MY SOUL!!!

IT'S IN THE DEEP OF MY BONES!!!!

MY HATRED FOR HUMANITY IS SUBMERGED IN MY OWN BEING!!..

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-🗝️

Uhm.

Okay...

I'm kinda starting to feel you're using the research thing as an excuse to live out your revenge fantasies.

Sorry for whatever we did, I suppose.

Can I offer you a red Lantern ring in these trying times?

@centered-razar @gayest-red-lantern You think they'd make a good Red?

[multifandomfreak]

Seeing Eclipse getting backed into a corner was fucking glorious. Moon was like

"None of this effects me. This is just kind of sad..."

Eclipse: "I dont care anymore. I don't CARE that you forgot. I don't care about your stupid family dynamic. I don't CARE"

Moon: *completely unaffected*

(Also man Sun is GOING THROUGH IT. Poor guy found out Lunar died and NOW is trying to recite the entire SAMS lore...

Just. Idk man look it up and have them watch it without him so he doesnt have ANOTHER mental breakdown.)

[eorzea80]

Ok. So hear me out...what if Thom survives by being transported to The First? ----- "'Thoma! Please!" "Mr. Exarch! You are far too cautious. As you can see, I've made it down the rail unscathed!" The Crystal Exarch sighs and places his cooler hand against his temples. This new guest is not unwelcome, but rather challenging. "Yes, but this is our commercial district. Our citizens need to pass down those stairs and might want for the use..." He sighs deeply, yet again." ...Of a railing." "...at 6 AM? Really, 'Raha?" The Crystal Exarch starts forward to cover Thom's mouth. Thom pulls up his board against his hands. G'raha starts to flush and spit.

"Thoma, no! These people...how, how do you know? They cannot discover...!" Thom taps the rough of the board against his lips, looking innocently at the stained glass ceiling. "That's a secret of us stick holders. You know I was a Lancer, then a Dragoon for a time. I knew a little of your exploits on Sharlayan...from my wife..." G'raha starts to look pale. He looks pleadingly up at Thom to not destroy his legacy; Minfilia's legacy on The First. Not to destroy what Pryne helped him to accomplish.

Thom pats G'raha on the back and hears a disturbing rattle. His brain spins out, "Not just too stony, also much too thin...damn this guy."

Thom clears his throat. "But miqo'te to mystel," They both soften and smile. G'raha starts to melt with relief, "I'm in for whatever Pryne is in for. Your secret is always safe with me." "Except at dawn, apparently." Thom chuckles at G'raha's admonishment. "Yes, with dawn comes the truth..."

Thom spreads his arms wide around them both, soaking in the sunrise.

"Say, do you want to learn how to ride this thing, O CRYSTAL EXARCH!" He shouts to the ends of Musica Universalis, as vendors creep towards their stands in the dim light. From Philline emerges a small hoot of approval. Hanji-Fae just chuckles. "Goodness no! I couldn't..." "Come on then!" Thom grabs the leader of The Crystarium by the midsection and places his feet firmly on the board. "I know you need a better way to get around than on foot. Let's figure this out, mystel to mystel, understood?" G'raha blushes for a moment. He suddenly can see what Pryne was saying when she looked at the stars around the Crystal Tower, seaching for Thom in the unfixed aether. "Understood." ---- MEANWHILE IN EITHERYS ---- "MS. CARIS!! PLEASE DO NOT SKATE INSIDE THE BAR!" "Oh, Vendingway. You are a stuffed shirt." "MS. CARIS. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. I JUST KNOW YOU ARE SPLITTING THE FLOORBOARDS!"

[firedragon1321]

We as a society need to talk more about Tai "Dude of Doodles" Kamiya and his fucking map.

Where did the ink and paper come from? Where did they go? WHERE DID THEY COME FROM COTTON-EYE JOU?

By this point, there's a few landmarks the kids know about (not counting destroyed landmarks or generic areas)- the beach, the trolley lake, the Yokomon Village, Mihirashi Mountain, Andromon's factory and the adjacent sewers, Toy Town, the hot springs at the base of Infinity Mountain, and Infinity Mountain itself. That big circle might be the trolley lake, but I'm otherwise stumped.

Agumon burns the map while trying to protect the group from a possessed Leomon. Tai is petty about it later. "If you recall, you burnt up my map." Stone cold!

The best part of Tai's map is he's so fucking proud of it. Defending its usefulness through all criticism. Putting a higher value on it than his own life. Bold. Iconic. Embrace that attitude, artists.

[sunset-sunbun]

"Spiraling down thy majesty i beg of thee have mercy on me, i was just a boy you see I plead of thee have sympathy for me."

[strandedaylily]

My OC, Mirror Reflected Moonlight !! Vi goes by mirror pronouns, but uses he/they pronouns default ^^

Moonlight is part of the 7C Local Group! He is a fourth generation iterator created by A Bell Stacked Upon Two Bells, and is exceedingly devoted to his creators. They’re also a massive prick to everyone else </3

Annnd I’m not allowed to reveal any more so. Y’all will see :)

It’s also not a new oc by any means — I just never got a chance to utilize them. I made them last year so the art style is a lil different from my usual ^^

[roxyteal]

Hi Idk what possessed me to write this (probably that Sailor Moon gif earlier) but uh here goes I guess??? It's kinda. Uh. L o r e - type of content. Based on WTTW.

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MEDITERRANEAN SEA, SOUTH OF ITALY

Out of everything Robertas "Bob" Lė expected to find in the hatch, it certainly wasn't this. But to be fair, he wasn’t sure what he should’ve expected - it just didn’t seem feasible for the lid to be knocked open by complete chance. The force required to turn the wheel was very deliberate.

And on his way there, after volunteering to investigate, he’d begun to second guess why.

Until now.

The interior was already drained before he approached the door at its landing. From a strange onset of paranoia, he held his pistol from behind his back. What for? Pirates?! The idea was laughable.

It was probably nothing. A false alarm. Or…

A merchild. They were real.

The creature in question was quite small, no larger than a tuna. Whether they were male or female was unknown. Pale blue skin, with fins on their singular arm, their back, and a pair residing where their ears would. Their hair and eyes were much more vibrant in hue, but their tail was the showstopper: cyan with a raspberry-pink tip.

As they struggled to climb the ladder, and failed several times, it became clear that they were also malnourished, judging by how visible their ribcage was. Poor thing probably hasn’t had a decent meal in weeks.

Bob put the gun away.

He didn’t have much to offer, aside from a tin of canned sardines (which, funnily enough, he was the only one aboard who cared for the things). Though, maybe this starving merchild won’t mind.

Tin in hand, he slowly bent down to their level, opening it. “Hey,” He asked softly, “Do you want some?”

The new sounds got the blue creature’s attention, staring at Bob, then the tin.

“I’ll just set them here for you, alright?” He did as he said, then backed away to give some space. The merchild watched him leave. Then, bravely crawled over to the tin, smelling it curiously.

And stuffed their face into the hole, devouring every last sardine.

The next look Bob was given was pleading. “Sorry, I do not have more. I would have to go all the way to the food storage, and… Well.” He was sure the crew, and especially the captain, wouldn’t be too keen on him supplying their backup rations to what could potentially be a wild animal. No matter how begrudging they were about those little fish.

After all, it was Bob who carefully calculated it for the long journey ahead. An additional mouth to feed would be catastrophic.

“Anyway,” He continued, donning one of the few diving suits near the hatch, “Let’s get you back out where you belong.” Their family surely must be worried. … If familial bonds were part of their culture, that is.

Once out in the open water, the merchild had sped off, not daring to look back. And soon after, for whatever reason, Bob missed them.

Just as he finished up and went to leave the hatch’s landing, someone stood in the doorway.

Captain Gonzalo. A traveler from Spain, who came to Lithuania specifically to seek him out for this… Admittedly crazy scheme, to begin with. A submarine capable of sailing all the way to Australia.

“Why don’t you just fly there?” Bob had asked.

“What? You joking? I’ve done that everywhere else! It's so boring!” He’d laughed at the idea. ”But the sea… It calls my name. And if you do this for me, I am prepared to pay you handsomely!” It was enough to put Billy through college, to afford all the materials necessary to upgrade him through every stage of life until adulthood, where he could then take such matters into his own hands.

The plan was inane. But the price he was willing to pay tipped the scales.

But at this moment, Gonzalo looked upon him with a smirk. “So, what was that, Shipwright?”

“Oh, just a lost fish, Captain. Nothing to worry about.” Half true, but if Bob had been completely honest, he wouldn’t have been believed.

“I see!” The captain’s expression didn’t change, as if seeing through the bluff. “Well, let’s hope it doesn’t happen again!”

“Indeed.” But Bob didn’t waver either, hoping his commitment helped to conceal things.

A few days later, however, it did happen again. This time, it wasn’t an accident.

[nebula-starlight]

🖋🖋🖋 L O R E

Hmmm what to give lore on…

I suppose I could ramble a bit about Stormcrest, my sea serpent kingdom that’s got a very messy backstory.

Compared to other sea kingdoms, Stormcrest is relatively young but has gone through a civil war, revolution, multiple cults, and so on. Its primarily most notable ruler was King Xangori Rhallion, known in later history texts as the Mad King. He greatly expanded Stormcrest’s borders by seizing land but was also a bit infamous for his love of the opposite gender. Anyone he wanted was usually brought to him and, as a result, there’s a generation of serpents who are primarily raised by their mother with an unknown father.

Unfortunately Xangori was also a bit paranoid and tried to mass exile two elemental subspecies of his own race out of fear and mistrust. He blamed the change in sea temperature on shadow and electric serpents who were innocent.

[making-mcyts-drown]

who r you

I am the ocean, I am the sea, I am the river, I am the water, I A M I N S I D E O F Y O U R V E I N S

[angsty-prompt-hole]

I had the realization that I talk about Haven's incredibly fucked up life so much that no one knows that a lot of my lore and characters are also incredibly funny, so have some funny and absurd lore tidbits as a treat.

-More than half of the OG Dresden Crew (Kira, Carter, Pickle, and Emily; Allison and Cain werent involved in this) are canonically banned from Taco Bell. Why? Because Carter started a food fight and everyone got a little too into it.

-Cairn, who is a visibly nonhuman dude from another world and roughly equivalent in age to a human's mid-thrities, is chronically online and very aware of popular internet trends. He has a Tumblr. He knows what Dashcon is. He's tech savvy and taught himself how to use a phone and a computer, and then almost immediately got sucked into Tumblr.

-Lucent has a very shaky grasp on her powers, which can be angsty, but also sometimes when she sneezes entire snowdrifts suddenly appear. Highly inconvenient for Kira when she was hiding Lucent in her house without her parents knowing.

-Pickle named a lot of the animals on the Ward ranch, and most of those he named after food, except for a corgi whose name is Big Mike. His great pyrenees is named Taco Bell.

-Pickle and Maxine have an intense prank-filled rivalry for literally no discernable reason.

-Rictus, the embodiment of time as a concept, likes to eat rocks and has to be physically restrained from doing so.

-Robert DeLuna, Emily and Pickle's uncle, is literally Just Some Guy who fell through a crack in time and space and somehow ended up married to a Princess of Hell (Lyzzie, owned by @isas-oc-asylum ). They have Clark and Malfina energy.

-Fenris Brim, Haven's phoenix companion with an angsty backstory, keeps losing fights to small rodents.

-Lucent's animal companion Jannik has a secret and intense rivalry with a Prince of Hell (Cyber, who also belongs to my friend @isas-oc-asylum and who I reblog a lot about). This prince and Lucent have never met.

-Gar, a golden retriever who was experimented on, has eldritch wind powers, and sometimes when he farts he ends up stuck in trees.

-The Ringmaster, an evil man-eating lizard who runs an evil circus, gets extremely awkward and terrified if someone flirts with him.

-Jackson and Isa live together, and Isa is half fae and full of chaos, so a lot of their living together is Isa being a little shit and subjecting Jackson to her various shenanigans. She regularly drags him out of bed at 3am to go look at plants. Jackson used to be a contract killer and part of a gang.

-Rodney, one of if not the best fighter in the main gang, is a stoner who uses his plant powers to grow copious amounts of weed.

[an-albino-pinetree]

I texted this to a friend, that pretty much sums up the gist of Plaidy’s arrival