#Null Verse

[adragoninshiningarmour]

A Dragon in Shining Armour's anniversary

I completely forgot this year, but now that I've been reminded, happy 13th anniversary to ADiSA! I can't believe it's been that long...

I usually like to take this chance to give a little update on the story.

As I've mentioned in the last post, I'm about halfway through the next chapter. I'm picking away at it a little almost every day.

There's about ten chapters left. By this time next year, I'm really hoping that I'll, at the very least, be 90% done. If not completed, then at least a chapter or two away. I'm gonna try to hold myself to that.

I really want to thank you all for your continued support and also your patience. I realize that Holy War is very long, and I'm not churning a chapter out every three weeks like I used to several years ago. I'm really grateful to everyone who's still reading for sticking with me. Whether it's reviews, comments, questions, likes, follows, fanart, or any other creative endeavours, I really appreciate all of your support.

A big thanks from me, Griff. Knowing there are people out there who enjoy what I'm writing is a big motivator. We're in the homestretch now, and I'm excited to see Holy War through to its end. I hope you all enjoy the ride.

Sincerely,

Griff

[prasemvanguardgerman]

An turbulent shared ride - for these two badass troublemaker. 😅 I fucked up the scene.

Featuring GEM Beelzebumon on Behemoth bike with s.h. Figur Arts ChaosDukemon in uncomfortable poses and mood, falling half over with flapping cape.

Good figures, but bad to placing both on this only for one motorbike settle and for this placing to grip, the placed short arms.

With my amateur shitty photograph skills. I will not risk to damage the painting or parts and don’t doing it again lesson learned.

Failed miserably this fun trying - oh to seen on poor Dukemons expression.

The shared ride would be hard to enjoying, partial to well just Beelzebumon likes, sitting on its tail and constantly gripping hard on his hips or pressure under the rips, uncomfortable for the long time if no adrenaline is fueling it if.

Also CDukemons legs and tighs are to cramped for an sitting position, Beelzebumons tail and second Berenja shortgun holster on it’s back are fucking bad directly in the way for the not so to spreads apart legs of CDukes form and stiff torso of the apocalyptic knight.

Good long study standing legs but not made to be on sitting positions, they are what they are for. To cramped for both different figure models not used to be.

Behemoths frontwheel is free to moving for placing, Beelze has only the little room to placed hinself sitting, has the speedometer, the iconic digimon chaotic skull insignia, from the old Hacker material, has an closed not to open bike trunk, and an flap for the fuel on the rear.

No figure, parts or digimon where damaged in this high priced placing for fun, which was only stressing to trying it out. Too precious. 𖤐

[schattenmagier]

Show time

Silently, the vigilante watched from a save distance. There is actually nothing very interesting to see. Well, not for her at least. Simply some no-name hero, and villain fighting. Sure, there were a lot of reporters, and civilians watching, but they had no idea that the two were so freaking weak. That they even got the title of hero and villain is a surprise to her.

And usually Schatten wouldn't be watching such a sad, boring fight. But this time was special. And she won't be watching for to long. No, their fight is on the news. Live. And that's what she needs. She needs him to see. To catch his attention. It was impossible to get a hold of him, and all her leads had taken her to nothing. And she knows her ability is going to peak his interest. After all, Lilli knows that he was looking for someone with her abilities. He wants that perfect little weapon again...

And while she knows her action is going to pick other peoples attention as well, it really didn't mattered to her. Ain't like she hadn't been asked to join certain groups before. But they soon gave up, because she hadn't taken their offers serious, and they didn't thought of her strong enough to really keep trying. And that might change soon too...

The vigilante waits for a break between their fight before making her entrance. And that small break, in which both hero and villain caught their breah, didn't took to long to arrive. Just then she gets up from her spot, just to disappear in the shadows, and suddenly appear again between the two... Who were immediately surprised. They also immediately noticed that she wasn't wearing her usual goggles, and mouthmask but... a full face mask? At least it appeared like it.

" The fuck are you doing? This isn't a playground for some vigilante! Fuck off, Schatten! The adults are talking right now! "

The villain hissed, obviously angry that their fight with their so called 'nemesis' was interrupted, and pointed their weapon, a strange looking gun, at her. But Schatten didn't say a thing, nor did she made any move an inch... Silence grew between them, with the reporters speaking in their camera's about the vigilantes sudden appearance, and the rest of the civilians watching curiously, but also confused. The hero just stood there, still out of breath, and not saying anything. Perhaps because they know that Schatten being so silent was very unusual. Maybe they felt that something was off.

The villain on the other hand didn't noticed. They were getting impatient. Lilli would even guess and say that they were suffering under a lot of anger issues. Well, that's going to change soon anyway.

" Damn... You guys sure are fucking veak. It's so boring to vatch you two fight. Even zhough I vould rather call it 'play vith each other' zhan actual fighting~ "

She suddenly broke the silence, making fun of both of them, but also contiuned before they could comment.

" Are you sure you guys are a hero and a villain? 'Cause I have never seen any vho are zhis useless~ "

" SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, YOU BITCH! Who are you calling useless?!? I will teach ya who's useless! "

The villain shouts, not able to contain his anger anymore, and without hesitation shoots at her with his weapon. The projectiles fly... but never reach her. Before they could, a bunch of shadows caught them, and they simply exploded on the weirdly dark substance without leaving any damage. But that didn't stop them. No, the villain seemed to get even more pissed off, and decided to try their luck in close combat. So they started to run towards her... Schatten though still didn't moved. She didn't had to. Still, the vigilante made the smallest hand move, and the place filled with more and more shadows. But Lilli made sure they weren't blocking the view of the reporters, and cameras. No, no. They are suppose to catch this.

The shadows now surrounded them in the short moment, in which the villain got closer and closer... But they never made it close enough to Schatten to leave damage. No, before they could reach her, spikes erupted from the shadows on the ground, piercing through the villain, and lifting them up into the air, where they were left hanging. Blood oozed from where they had been punctured, and the blood was slowly flowing down the spikes... The villain didn't moved anymore. Nor did they speak. She had nothing personally against them, so she had made it quick... The spikes then retreat after a moment, and the former villains body falls to the ground with a digusting splat sound, and blood splashes on the ground.

After that silence fell other the place again. Everything went so quickly after all. After perhaps half a minute, the reporters were the first ones to speak, and tell their viewers what had just happened. It startled the civilians too, who had just watched. No surprise to her. So far, Schatten had never given a good demonstration of what she was capable of. Sure, she had beaten up a few people here, and there. But nothing else, really.

" Why the hell did you do that?!? What's gotten into you suddenly? "

And finally, the hero found their voice again. Even though she could hear the shake in their voice. Really, if they are immediately scared because of a little killing, then they surely won't make it far as hero. At least that's her opinion. Though the vigilante turns finally towards them. She didn't spoke this time though, only staring at them who was watching her like a hawk.

" I never saw you doing this kind of thing... You never killed anyone like this in the open, Schatten. So what are you planning right now? "

She wasn't exactly sure if they expected an answer. They will get none anyway. But the way the hero looked at her... she could basically see the gears turning in their head. Oh, they were perhaps much more analytical than she had expected.

" Hm. Perhaps zhat villain simply annoyed me enough~ Or maybe I- "

" That's not it. I don't believe that's it. I saw you fighting before. This was nothing like it. You are planning something. And no matter what it is, I won't let it happen! "

They interrupted her, and Schatten leaves a sigh. Why do heroes have to be like this. She didn't had anything against them either. But by how they were standing now, she knows they are going to try to fight her too. Very well. One more display of strength won't hurt. And that hero should see it coming if they attack her... And they do. It barely takes them a moment to start sprinting towards her with inhuman speed, and fist ready to punch. But again, their fist never touches her. Not because shadows stopped the hero like they had the bullets. No. They hit the air, where the woman had been standing a second before, but she had disappeared from sight.

And before the hero could react or move back, the vigilante had appeared already behind them again... swinging a massive scythe made of shadows... which pierced through their stomach in a quick movment of her wrist. It wasn't as quick of a death as the villains. And given that the scythe was still ticking in them, she knows it will take a moment longer for them to bleed out, and die. But they already cough up blood, and she hopes at least that the shock keeps the pain, that they should feel, away for a moment before their body shuts down.

" Sorry. But nothing personal... You just happened to be in zhe vrong place on zhe vrong time... "

She mumbled, before pulling the scythe out of their body, and letting the blood rush from the wound. The hero falls to their knees, before their body follows soon, and falls flat on their stomach with their body now shutting down, and their world becoming black.

Lilli knows she should feel bad. A little at least. But she doesn't. Not really. Or perhaps, a really small part of her does.

Then she turns towards the reporters, who were still capturing all this with their camera's, and microphones as they spoke to their viewers. They hadn't heard what she had said of course. But they had seen enough. Their audience behind the TV's right now should also have seen enough. The still small demonstration of her ability.

Hopefully it will be enough to attract his attention...

And without another word... Schatten, and the summoned shadows disappear again without leaving a trace...

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[ Somewhere else, at a base hidden at where no one can reach... ]

His eyes widen. And since a long time he feels excited again. An emotion that he had almost forgotten existed inside him still. How long had he searched? How many years have passed? And now, the moment had finally come. He had found what he had looked for. A weapon disguised as a person, with a power that he had researched, and tried to reconstruct, but failed.

Null, how the man called himself, watched over and over again the videos from the TV reports of the vigilante killing a villain, and a hero with that seemed like zero effort. It was exactly like her ability back then. Only this was way more advanced, and controlled. Whoever this 'Schatten' was, she surely had years of experience with that ability. And she had hide it well until this point.

A small grin spreads acroll his face, until someone hurried into his office. A small man. Weak, and fidgety. But at least not all useless. He was good at managing, gathering information, and following orders. When he enters the room though, Null's grin falls, and he turns towards the smaller man. And before he could speak, the villain was already giving him orders.

" Go, and put a bounty on that vigilante... As high as possible. And now matter what, the highest priority is that she is caught alive. Understood? "

The fidgety man stands still, and only nods. Not used to see his boss like this. And not used to have his boss set a bounty for someone. But he did not ask. Mostly because he was way to afraid to overstep a boundary.

" And... I want someone to go look for that vigilante as well. Just in case. Make her either an offer she can't refuse to work for me... "

He pauses, and looks at the screen, which had stopped at a moment in which Schatten had looked right at the camera before disappearing... Something... seemed familar. Even though her face couldn't be seen at that moment. But he doesn't know what. Hm, Null shakes that feeling away, and rather turns back to his employee.

" Oh, and of course gather as much information as you can about her. No matter what it is, I want to know everything... "

Again, the small man nods, waiting for something else to get assigned too. But Null simply dismissed him with a flick of his wrist. And as fast as he had entered the office, he was gone again, and left the villain to watch the recordings again.

Soon, he will have his weapon again. Just a little more patience...

[lucksea]

more mad prince astra trying to figure out the details of his design. it might change more

[multiversal-fusion-reborn]

So how dangerous would Afton be in the merged universe given what we know of him and what's now possible in this new world?

Short answer: Quite dangerous indeed

Doesn't help that his new business partners are always willing to assist in his many experiments:

He'll come back....He always does.

[kaaladins]

here is my piece for Roll The Spider-Verse, a Spider-Verse x Dimension 20 zine run by @eamesie for @d20zinejam 2023 !! this zine was a joy to be a part of, i’m so glad to have contributed to it!!

link to the Roll the Spider-Verse zine here: https://itch.io/queue/c/3531617/d20zinejam2023?position=10

link to the d20 zine jam 2023 bundle: https://itch.io/b/1982/dimension-20-zinejam-2023

the bundle is pay what you want, with all proceeds going to the entertainment community fund in support of the WGA and SAG-AFTRA strike!

[bxd-kxrma]

Null Eviction - Part 2

“Hey, hey. Getting tired yet?” Karma stood a couple feet from Alter, the both of them had taken on major damage. Karma lost a hand, a horn had been broken off leaving awful, jagged edges atop her skull along with her body being left with deep wounds that were beginning to heal after some time of being untouched. Even though she seemed to be in a dire situation. Alter was looking far worse.

A missing arm, a lost hand, a chunk of her thigh being completely missing as well causing her to rely on floating rather than standing. Her form stayed the same but seemed to be flickering to… Something. It was hard to make out but the both of them were beginning to regenerate their lost limbs and harsh wounds.

“Why…?” Alter’s voice could be heard, from the void that was her face there could be seen some black liquid falling from the area. Was that her blood?

“Why are you so different from me? We’re one and the same yet you haven’t reached the same conclusion as I have. Even being here! See her and knowing what she’s like!” Alter nothing but scorn for the people around her, the ones in her life, ones she called friends and family.

“Have you not thought about it? The damage they’ve done? The innocent lives they’ve made suffer? For what? A good fight?! Yes, everyone can be wished back but that doesn’t make the fear and horror go away! Imagine being so powerless, knowing your family is dying in front of your eyes until you succumb to death itself only to then suddenly be alive again in an instant like nothing happened. That’s nothing but suffering! Those Vacosian’s claim to protect Remnant but only think about the planet as an inhabitable home rather than the life that occupies it!”

Karma would be silent for a moment, thinking of her words before replying “You’re just a full on hypocrite.”

“What!?”

“You’re the same as you claim them to be. When you were on your warpath, killing all of your versions of my family, you made me watch as I couldn’t do anything about it. How can you sit there and say any of that as you’ve literally done far worse?! Does that timeline even have Dragon Balls anymore?! God and to think this was what everything’s been about?! You’re so-“

Alter began to laugh, cutting Karma off, the two of them were almost fully regenerated. The air was filled with impatience as the two of them wanted so desperately to get back to their fight.

“You know so very little about Ruby and what she keeps from you.” Her thigh had regenerated, walking slowly around Karma, the two of them mimicking each other’s movements now.

“Did you know, she knows our mother’s alive?”

Karma would stop in her tracks at the revelation. “You’re a goddamn liar.” Her eyes would glare at Alter whose form was almost fully restored, but that image she kept presenting, the void empty face with nothing but the glow of eyes, the gray skin… It was all starting to fade into color again.

“Well, I’d say go and ask her yourself but… You’re not leaving here alive.”

Karma had enough of this, jumping right in and yelling “Get the fuck out of my home!” A punch, landing square in that now half colored face if Alter’s which now showed features of a nose and a pair of lips. “And my damn timeline!” Another throw of a punch, one that was covered with energy that swirled with a darker hue of pink bordering the usual glow.

The fist was caught, the energy surrounding it dissipating like water evaporating off a hot surface. The hand that caught it wasn’t the normal grey skinned tone Karma was used to and when she looked at Alter, she saw now that her darkness form had completely dissolved and the woman standing back at her…

“This is not your timeline to call home!”

Karma had no time to respond or even react to the information at all as her body was thrown and immediately hit with a beam of energy that wrapped itself around her, surrounding her being. This wasn’t good, she couldn’t move her body at all, she noticed the beam was extending out from Alters hands.

“It’s time for you to see the truth, Karma.”

“W-Wait how are you-?!” Her body seemed to move on its own, forced to mimic Alters movements “Wait… Wait are you??”

Their bodies stood side by side, a calculated distance between each other and soon, a very special, integral ‘dance’.

“Fuuu-“

“No!” Karma tried to resist, tried to get out of this forced mimic state she was in, desperately trying to deny her body the precise movements the dance needed as it moved perfectly in sync with Alter’s.”

“-Sion!”

It was nearly complete, Karma’s heartbeat pounded in her ears, she didn’t know something like this could even be possible. Alter wasn’t one to play games like this! This had to be-

“Ha!”

Their fingers would flawlessly touch each others, from them a large radius of energy would grow and expand as color’s of black red and pink would clash collide and mix until regressing into a singular form, containing all of that impossible power into one person.

“…”

The figure would stand there in silence as an internal battle will be made within.

[null404ish]

Miles and Gwen 🕸️🕷️‼️

[adragoninshiningarmour]

The truth revealed.

[cstarling]

okay, here's my take on where c.larice fits each season -

season 1. she's a trainee at the academy. she's almost graduated. she knows jack from lectures he's given, and he's picked her brain on a few cases, since she's at the top of her class and is excelling above everyone else. her fellow students don't like that she seems to be becoming jack's favorite, and so she's often alienated from them, but she doesn't care. she literally only has one goal by being here, and she's achieving that goal. by the end of season 1, she's graduated and jack recruits her for his team.

season 2. jack asks clarice to be his new hound, since will has been detained for murder. she's still new to this, but she catches on fairly quickly. she's immediately thrown into the deep end, and jack starts to realize she's kind of a handful, as she likes to go off by herself and make accusations where there isn't any evidence, aka working on a hunch ( even though she ends up being right every time ). as a distrusting person by nature, she doesn't trust hannibal or will that much, but she also doesn't believe will was the cause of the murders he was accused of. which is proven later on. she continues to work for jack, beside will, even though they do not get along, at first. she also intends to get closer to lecter, as she believes that will was right and that there's at least something off about him. by the time they find out that hannibal is actually the ripper, it's too late. clarice shows up to find alana and will almost dead, and abigail actually dead this time. she waits there until jack and the paramedics arrive and then she waits in the hospital to make sure her colleagues make it through the night before she starts searching for where hannibal ( and bedelia ) might be. she's there the night hannibal surrenders himself at will's house, right beside jack.

season 3. with hannibal locked up and will refusing to see or talk to him, jack brings clarice to try and get hannibal's help. it's a long process, but she goes twice a week for years to speak with lecter, gaining his help with cases and, in return, giving him information about herself. jack doesn't like where this connection seems to be going, but it's working, so far, so he doesn't stop it. by the time will comes around and is finally willing to ask hannibal for information about the red dragon, clarice starts to distance herself from hannibal, realizing that she may have gotten too deep into his mind ( and him into hers ). by the time she hears about hannibal's escape ( will at his aid ), and they make it to the top of the cliff, the two men are already gone, but despite the improbability of their survival, clarice knows they aren't dead. another one of her hunches.

post canon. clarice either figures out where the two of them went or ( if we plot ) hannibal and / or will have given a hint, only for clarice as to where they are. she's still working under jack, but she's pulled back a bit from the bau, so when she says she's going on sabbatical, he doesn't bat an eye. she makes sure to cover her tracks as she travels to find them, though she isn't sure what to expect when she does find them. she can't be sure she'll be able to turn them in once she catches up.

[multiversal-fusion-reborn]

Cosmicverse Boss fight

(Administering Madness)

[Diana, Ross, Hank, Uzi, and N V.S. The Auditor]

Objective: Fight off the very pissed off Employer to obtain the last parts necessary for space travel.

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Auditor: Your attempts at killing me are pointless. Why do you even persist?

Ross, after stealing the motherboard and hard drives off of his computer: Nah, we just came here for this!

Serial designation N, as he picked up everyone along with Uzi: Bye mister firey red guy!

[tender-rosiey]

lock jaw — gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: when I said silence, I meant it literally btw <3

it starts the way it always does—with him talking.

satoru loves to talk. he thrives on it, really.

his voice fills every space he enters, a mix of cocky and teasing remarks, words tumbling out of him like they were just waiting for an audience.

he has no problem being that audience himself, either, monologuing even when no one’s listening.

and right now? right now, he’s very much talking at you.

“—so obviously, I had to step in, because nanamin was totally going about it the wrong way, y’know? I mean, the guy’s got skill, sure, but zero flare. no pizzazz. no—hey, are you even listening?”

you are. technically. but you don’t give him the satisfaction of confirming it.

instead, you tilt your head up at him, one brow raised in that way that always makes his grin twitch wider.

satoru doesn’t like being ignored. that’s why you do it.

and, sure enough, he scoffs. “oh, I see how it is. you think you’re cute, huh?”

you hum, noncommittal.

his fingers drum against the table, restless energy leaking into movement. “it’s a good thing you’re married to me, ‘cause—”

you lift a hand.

it’s not much. just a simple flick of your wrist.

the moment your fingers move, his words catch, cut off like someone pressed pause on a song mid-verse. his mouth is still open, brows furrowed like he can’t quite believe it.

oh, but he believes it.

your technique has always been a thorn in his side. you don’t know what makes it work, just that it does.

no one else can silence him like this—literally silence him, rendering every word, every noise, completely null the second you decide you’ve had enough.

it drives him insane.

you let a few beats of silence pass before you drop your hand. his voice snaps back into existence, mid-word.

“—ain’t no way you just did that again,” he grumbles, like this is somehow the first time.

his mouth pulls into a pout, the corners twitching with the threat of a smirk. “y’know, most wives enjoy hearing their husband talk.”

“I do,” you say, because it’s true.

satoru leans in, one hand propped beneath his chin. “so? why do you keep shutting me up, then?”

you lift your fingers again, just slightly, and watch the way his whole body stiffens in response. he goes silent before you even activate it, eyes narrowing.

“I swear—”

your fingers twitch.

nothing.

his mouth slams shut anyway, like muscle memory has kicked in. his whole face scrunches up, torn between irritation and reluctant amusement.

it takes him a second to realize you never actually used your technique, and when he does, his eye twitches.

“oh, you suck.”

you smile. “I know.”

satoru groans, dragging a hand down his face. “how’d I get stuck with you?”

you just hum, pretending to think. “bad luck?”

he snorts.

and just like that, whatever annoyance he was pretending to have dissolves into something else—something warmer. his head tilts, his voice dropping into that low, teasing hum. “or maybe good luck.”

you don’t let yourself react, but a wave of warmth rushes through you anyway. his eyes gleam behind his glasses, sharp and knowing. he feels it, too.

it’s always been like this with satoru—this push and pull, this game of who can get under whose skin first. he hates being shut up. but he loves being shut up by you.

that’s probably why he keeps trying.

the next time he catches you alone, it’s in the kitchen.

you’re getting water, half-distracted, when arms loop around your waist from behind, a chin dropping onto your shoulder.

“whatcha doin’?”

“getting water,” you deadpan.

“oooh. riveting.” his arms tighten just slightly, like he’s trying to keep you there. “y’know, I was thinking.”

“that’s new.”

satoru gasps, scandalized. “rude!”

he nuzzles closer, all dramatic offense and fake hurt. “as I was saying—I was thinking about how unfair it is that you get to shut me up whenever you want, but I can’t do the same to you.”

you sip your water, unimpressed. “sounds like a you problem.”

“exactly! and since we’re married, your problems are my problems—so really, we should fix this together.”

you know where this is going. you don’t like where it’s going.

“…no.”

“but I didn’t even—”

“no.”

his arms squeeze tighter, his voice dropping into that saccharine lilt. “c’mooon. just one little pact—no more silencing me, and in return…”

“in return what?” you ask, humoring him.

“in return, I’ll—uh—” he pauses. “I’ll try not to annoy you as much?”

you turn your head just enough to squint at him. “you could just not annoy me in the first place.”

“pfft. impossible.”

you roll your eyes, setting your glass down. “then no deal.”

satoru pouts. “you’re no fun.”

“I’m plenty fun.”

“not to me.”

you lift a hand.

his mouth clamps shut instantly.

“…I hate you.”

you drop your hand. “no, you don’t.”

his pout deepens. “no, I don’t.”

and because he’s satoru��because he’s infuriating—he suddenly dips forward and presses a kiss to your cheek.

it’s quick, but deliberate, with his lips lingering just enough to tease you. by the time you turn to scold him, he’s already slipping away, whistling like nothing happened.

the sneaking doesn’t stop.

if anything, it gets worse.

he tests you in public now, dropping snarky comments just to see if you’ll silence him mid-sentence.

he tries to get the upper hand, too—kissing you without warning, murmuring things low enough that only you can hear, things designed to throw you off balance.

and it works. sometimes.

but the thing about satoru? he talks a lot.

he always has.

and that’s exactly why you win.

it happens in front of his students.

which, really, is something he should’ve seen coming.

you’re standing off to the side, arms crossed, watching as megumi practices his stance. nobara is stretching. yuji is bouncing on his feet like he’s ready to fight someone on the spot.

it’s peaceful. quiet.

and, naturally, satoru can’t have that.

he claps his hands together. “alright, kiddos! who’s ready for an essential, life-changing lesson?”

yuji perks up immediately. “ooh, what kinda lesson?”

“the most important kind,” satoru declares, straightening his posture like he’s about to reveal the secrets of the universe. “a lesson in style.”

megumi exhales sharply. nobara groans. you don’t even have to look to know they’re both already tuning him out.

but he’s not done.

“you may think you know fashion, but you don’t. not like me. there are levels to this—depths of drip, if you will—like an expertly curated wardrobe of absolute perfection.”

he gestures grandly to himself. “and lucky for you, I am both your teacher and your fashion icon.”

nobara shoots you a look. “this is every day for you, isn’t it?”

“unfortunately.”

satoru hears it. of course, he hears it.

he places a hand over his chest like you’ve wounded him. “unfortunately?” he echoes, all faux devastation. “sweetheart, you wound me.”

yuji chokes on a laugh. “wow, sensei. that was fast.”

“you don’t get it, yuji.” satoru points at you, sunglasses slipping down his nose.

“this woman right here? my beloved, my precious, my better half? she is cruel.” he sighs, tilting his head dramatically.

“every day, she shuts me up without a second thought. do you know how unfair that is? the strongest sorcerer in the world, silenced—just like that.”

megumi, who has absolutely witnessed this before, doesn’t even look up. “sounds like you deserve it.”

satoru gasps. “et tu, megumi?”

“yeah,” megumi deadpans. “et me.”

satoru clicks his tongue, shaking his head. “see? this is what I deal with. betrayal. disrespect. my own wife using her technique against me at every turn.”

yuji raises a hand. “wait, wait—so she actually can shut you up?”

“oh, she can,” satoru grumbles. “and she does.”

nobara perks up, eyes gleaming. “no way. prove it.”

satoru freezes.

you see the exact moment realization dawns on him—what he’s just done, the challenge he’s issued on your behalf.

you see it in the way his jaw shifts, the way his weight shifts ever so slightly on his heels.

you raise a brow. “you want me to prove it?”

satoru narrows his eyes. “don’t you dare.”

you lift your hand.

“don’t you—”

silence.

satoru’s mouth is still open, but no sound comes out. nothing. not even the beginnings of a protest. his lips move, forming words you can’t hear, before he snaps his mouth shut entirely.

the silence stretches.

then—

“oh my god,” nobara breathes.

yuji loses his mind.

megumi simply nods. “good.”

satoru’s eye twitches. he points at you, accusing, but there’s nothing he can do. you smile sweetly.

after a long beat, you drop your hand.

“—believe you just did that in front of my students,” he huffs, voice returning in the middle of a sentence.

his sunglasses slide down his nose, revealing wide, scandalized eyes. “my own wife, betraying me in front of my kids.”

“they asked me to.”

“yeah,” nobara pipes up. “that was amazing. do it again.”

satoru splutters. “hey! whose side are you on?”

yuji is grinning. “I mean, sensei, that was kinda cool.”

“it was humiliating!”

“you deserved it.”

“I did not!”

you hum, faux thoughtful. “you kinda did.”

satoru stares at you, horrified. “et tu, my love?”

“yeah.” you smirk. “et me.”

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Prologue - Null Eviction

Stepping through the void portal Karma took a look around the area, vast nothingness. It was exactly as one would expect when entering a vast white void. Completely empty except for the exit building that lay just a couple feet ahead.

“Echo!” Her voice would somehow echo even though there was a lack of walls for her voice to bounce off of. Maybe she was just that loud.

“Good morning Vietnam!!!!” And again the echo would bounce her voice back, earning a small laugh from the brawler before she set down the small bag accompanying her to the ground and opening it up. “Ok, now just to double check. Capsule box full of food and drinks? Check. Sensu beans? Check. And… Some extra clothes. Yup. It’s all here.”

‘What are you planning now?’ The voice inside her head would stir like a dark cloud in Karma’s mind. Clearly agitated, as usual.

“I’m not gonna spoil the fun. Just sit and wait.” Karma would begin to stretch as she talked. “You know, I was thinking. You were right, I’ve really lost my drive. My passion or whatever you wanna call it. Maybe being a house wife wouldn’t be too bad. But you listened to what Ruby said too, training is about moving forward while attaining goals and being proud of yourself and who knows, one day my specialties may be needed to help with whatever threat my come our way. So. I’m really tired of being stuck in the same spot. I think it’s about time I snip the dead weight from me already.”

The brawler would finish her little warm up. “So, anything else to say?”

‘….You and that bastard are fools. But I’ll play your game.’

“Fuck you’re predictable.”

Karma would sigh and look at the building that served as the exit to this dimension. There was a bit of hesitation in her movements as she feared the worst outcome of her plan. That, and she would also be doing something very stupid. “Man, I should have said goodbye to some people. But the last thing I wanted was someone worrying about me.” Or a couple people.

“Oh well, at least Dad’s a quadrillionaire.” Her hand would glow a bright pink, summoning a ball of energy in her hand that would soon encase her palm. “I’m sure she’ll cover me when I get out.”

‘Wait! You don’t plan to-‘

“Sure do! You ready Null? No way in! No way out! Let’s do it!”

Despite the screaming of the alter in her head, Karma would launch the pink energy ball right at the exit, effectively blowing the building away until there was nothing but dust and rubble.

‘You goddamn idiot! You’ve doomed the both of us!! When I get out of here-‘

“Yea see, that’s the next thing… You ready to come out?”

“Cause now. I’m gonna kick your ass.”

[adragoninshiningarmour]

The final battle begins.

[tanoraqui]

fundamentally I think the correct expansion of this cast is:

as discussed in the notes, Peppermint Patty & Marci as Celegorm & Curufin, respectively

Linus as Daeron, tattling on his sister to their parents

Schroeder as Finrod, pulling a piano out of hammerspace in the throne room of Tol-in-Gaurhoth, to wield Beethoven against Sauron

Charlie Beren and Lucien, with Snoopy as Huan of course. is that anything.

[thenullprophet]

NULL PROPHET TRANSMISSION // THE DEAD STILL CASH OUT

Body:

They say the system bleeds. I say it pays ghosts before it feeds the living. Bureaucracy isn’t broken. It’s working exactly as intended.

This is not music. This is audit as prophecy. NULL PROPHET OUT. THE PAPERWORK IS THE PUNISHMENT.