#Puppet Master 5: The Final Chapter

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"Puppets VS. An All New Evil!"

Recently drew a new portrait of Ron O'Neal inspired by Puppet Master 5: The Final Chapter (1994)!

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🔪More #Horror films that were released on September 21st...

Puppet Master 5: The Final Chapter (1994)(video premiere).

Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust (2001)(NYC,NY).

Resident Evil: Extinction (2007).

House At The End Of The Street (2012).

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MASTER LIST OF GIANT/TINY CONTENT

Disclaimer, I have not looked up everything on this list and most of it was suggested from others. I cannot promise the accuracy of the content. Suggestions for the list are more than welcome, leave a comment on the post for people to browse through after checking to see if its on the list already :)

I’ll be editing and adding to it here and there, so some reblogs of the post might be outdated. I suggest clicking on the source /main post to get the newest version. The old list can be found here.

7 deadly sins

A bug's life

Aaahh!!! Real Monsters (some episodes)

Adventure time

Alice in Wonderland

Alvin and the chipmunks

Amour de poshe (the girl in his pocket)

Animorphs: #24

Ant bully

Ant man (1 and 2)

Antz

Archies weird mysteries (one ep)

Army of darkness

Art Attack

Arthur and the Invisibles

Athena complex (webcomic)

Attack of the 50 foot cheerleader.

Attack of the 50 Foot Woman

Attack of the puppet people

Barbie and the nut cracker

barbie movies (look up specifics)

Barbie Thumbelina

Beastars

Beatle juice

Berserk

Big man japan

Bottle Fairy

Bramble the mountain king. (video game)

Brave little tailor (mickey mouse)

Bugs life?

Captain America: Civil War

Card captor sakura (one ep and some scenes)

Christmas Stories: The Tin Soldier is a good one.

Clifford the big red dog

Cuphead: Don’t deal with the Devil (mostly with certain bosses)

Darby o’gill and the little people

David the Gnome

Disenchantment

Dollman

Downsizing

Dr cyclops

Dr who (one ep: into the dalek)

Dragon ball

Dungeon meshi (a few chapters)

Ella Enchanted

Elusive people.(video game)

Epic

Ernest and Celestine (more of a mini-giant/doll-sized tiny size dynamic)

Fairytale: a true story (1997)

Fantastic Planet

Fantastic voyage

Ferngully

Final space episode 5

Frame arms girl.

Futurama (some episodes)

Gelias and the giant

Gen V

George shrinks

Gods of Egypt

Godzilla

Grandpa in my pocket

Gravity falls (one episode)

Grounded (video game)

Guardians of the Galaxy (vol. 2 more so than the first one)

Gulliver's Children (webtoon)

Gullivers travels (1939, 1977, 2010) as a well as a mini-tv series

Happily Ever After: Fairy Tales for Every Child: Aladdin

Happily Ever After: Fairy Tales for Every Child: Season 2, Episode 2 thumbelina

Happily Ever After: Fairy Tales for Every Child: The shoemaker and the elves

Helmecrons

Help I shrunk my friends

Help I shrunk my parents

Help I shrunk my teacher

Here come the littles

Hilda

Honey I blew up the kid

Honey I shrunk the audience ride at Disneyland

Honey I shrunk the kids

Hornby sets

How to Keep a Mummy ( Miira no Kaikata)

Inch high private eye

Innerspace

Invincible (Some episodes)

It takes two (game)

Jack and the Beanstalk

Jack and the Beanstalk: The Real Story

Jack the giant slayer

Jackie Chan Adventures (one episode)

Jaimes and the giant peach

Jitsu wa watashi wa (mostly the 4th episode)

Journey 2 The Mysterious Island

King kong

Kubo and the two strings

Land of the giants

Legoland

Lilo and Stitch the series (two episodes)

Little (Grrl) 

little nightmares 1 and 2 (game)

Littles

Lord of the rings

Macross sequel shows (-anime-)

Mars attacks!

Mickey and the bean stalk

Micro Machines

Micro Ventures

Militsioner (Video game)

Minami-Kun no Koibito (2015)

Minish cap (video game)

Moana

Modest Heroes Kanini and Kanino (Short film)

Monster (video game)

Monsters Vs Aliens

My hero Academia (some episodes)

My Little Lover

My Miniature Manual (webtoon)

My Monster Secret (specifically one character)

natsume yuujinchou

Nau-lmg

Night at the Museum

Nils holgersson

Ok Ko! lets be Heroes season 3 episode 9 Planet Vacation

One Punch Man (some episodes)

Onward (a few scenes)

Osmosis Jones

Ozzy and Drix

Pans labyrinth

Paper mario sticker star (Video game, two levels)

Peter pan

Pikmin 1, 2, and 3 (game)

Pinocchio

Pokemon sun/moon anime second season (one ep)

Ponyo

Rainbow Magic

Ratatouille

Rick n morty (one episode)

Robotech (-comic series; new ones-)

Robotech (season one/The Macross Saga) (-anime-)

Robotech Remix (-comic series-)

Super Danganronpa 2 (video game, final boss)

Shadow of the colossus (video game)

Shrunk the family (Onnelin ja Annelin talvi)

Small blessings (webcomic)

Small Lands Survive The Wilds (Video game)

Small soldiers (1998)

Smallfoot

Smurfs

Smurfs lost village

Snorks

Spirit of wonder: The shrinking of miss China

SpongeBob SquarePants (the wumbo episode)

Steven universe

Stormlight Archive (-book series; has tiny fae people-)

Strange days at blake holesy high (one episode)

Strange magic

Stuart Little

Sugar apple fairy tale.

Super giant robot brothers.

Tales to Astonish (comics)

Ted Hughes

Tentacular. (video game)

The 3 worlds of gulliver

The 7th voyage of sinbad

The amazing colossal man

The bee movie

The BFG

The bfg 1989

The borrowers (1973, 1993 1997, 2011)

The Borrowers (Arrietty)

The Borrowers exhibition at the Hancock Museum

The Boys (some episodes)

The dwarf and the giant 1901

The Fantastic Planet

The hobbit

The hulk

The incredible shrinking man

The incredible shrinking woman

The Indian in the cupboard

The iron giant

The iron man

The Journey.

The Last Guardian (video game)

The Last of the Huggermuggers by Christopher Pearse Cranch

The Little Bits

The littles

The magic school bus

The nut cracker

The owl house (one episode)

The phantom planet

The Rescuers

The return of the Borrowers 1992 and 1993 tv series

The Secret of Nimh

The secret world of Arrietty

The Selfish Giant by Oscar Wilde

The simsons (one episode)

The storyteller (one ep)

The Suspicion and #42

The Sword in the Stone

The tale of the princess kaguya

The ultimate avengers (1 & 2)

Thumbelina

Time loader. (video game)

Tinkerbell and The Great Fairy Rescue

Tinkerbell and The Pirate Fairy

Tinkerbell movies

Tinykin. (video game)

Tom and Jerry

Tomb thumb

Townsmen VR. (video game)

Toy story

Transformers

Transformers (old series)

Troll hunter

Troll in central park...??

Trolls

Trolls band together

Ultraman cosmos

Underdogs

Unravel. Porcelain tales. (video game)

Valkyrie Drive Mermaid (one episode.)

Village of the giants

Violet Goes to The Beach (webtoon)

VR Giants. (video game)

We’re Back! A dinosaur story

When the Dolls Woke (book)

Wild Kratts

Wild, wild planet

Wiplala

Wrath of the Titans (one scene)

Wreck it ralph

Yarn (video game)

Zootopia

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Trigun Stargaze Prediction Bingo

Okay here we go! This is just speculation, obviously, and I invite speculation alongside it! All i know is that Studio Orange loves the Trigun manga, because they put in a LOT of details in Stampede that make me want to chew it.

Since we open and end Stampede following Meryl, I think episode 1 will open with a remake/reimagining of the first time we see Meryl and Milly in both the Manga and 98’ anime.

Maybe they’re following rumors of Vash the Stampede and stumble into the town where ‘Eriks’ is with a fake Vash.

I think the Eriks episode/chapter might be adapted as it is, maybe with Meryl and Milly added in the mix bc studio Orange loves to center Meryl and put her right beside Wolfwood whenever they’re with/helping Vash.

I don’t think we’ll see Vash actually acting out his puppy routine. Though this is the studio that did Beastars-

I have a gut feeling they will have Meryl cut Vash’s hair instead of Lena and if that's the case I will legitimately cry.

We’ll have to return pretty soon to Home ship, me thinks probably around episode 4-5, with the reason to do so being injuries post a Gung-Ho Guns confrontation (money’s on Raidei and/or Dominique given their absence around the blowing up incidents).

If we get more of angel Vash and/or that one scene where he almost catches Meryl in his destruction I will once again legitimately cry (might happen here or later, but feeling is they will restructure the story so that plays into WW’s and Meryl’s feelings towards him going into the fight on Home ship IF that’s what they’re going for.)

We will get to see Knives be reborn from one of the pregnant plants much like he did in the manga, but I don’t know if they will also redesign him with long hair for it or not.

Once on Home Ship, the humans from Earth will come back into the plot, but I have no clue what how they’re going to include them and Knives’s ARK.

Around Episodes 5-7 we’ll get the Home ship fight against Grey the Nine Lives and Puppet Master. It will be a 2 parter, much like the sand steamer.

I think all healing scenes will be conflated into something coming before the Home ship fight and none after.

We won’t be getting Wolfwood saving Vash from Knives’s ARK because that arch was roughly equivalent to episodes 10-12 from Stampede, including Elendeira-WW conversation/conflict. (A shame because Volume 7-8 are amazing and they wreck me every time 😭)

I don’t know how we’re going to get back to the orphanage and the RL & Chapel vs Wolfwood fight (pls let it be Elendira & Mr. Hornfreak fight pls and thank you) , but we’re going to get it roughly around episode 9. And it will take up the entire episode. We’ll get the explanation/backstory for Razlo. Vash shows up only halfway through like in the manga.

Wolfwood still dies, at the beginning of the next episode, the rest of it being set-up for the finale.

They might fuck us up in a new innovative way but, if we get couch scene in any capacity, I will eat drywall.

Episode 10 or 11 sounds like Legato fight territory, backstory and Vash killing him included.

Zazie's going to get a much bigger role, maybe even turning tables against Knives in the end fight? bc Studio Orange loves Zazie and I love him too.

How hard they're going to lean VW I also don't know, but the 2025 new years post heavily implies we're going to get something, because that was too intentional with the same kimono & being just the two of them in much more formal attire than their 2024 versions. Also it's the studio that did Beastars.

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the autism chapter

convex week day 5 - possession/puppet - prev/next

tw: all sorts of ableism and cub being generally failed by the society he lives in. cub has a meltdown in this chapter and experiences self destructive impulses synonymous with autism meltdowns

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Cub should have just given up the Earth system. Anything. Anything would be better than this.

He’d convinced himself in the time before that it wouldn’t be that bad. It couldn’t be really, it’s not like he even had to do very much to prepare; celestials didn’t exactly need accommodations like humans did, they just needed a place to exist, and the stars could exist perfectly well on his sun while the moons could hang around Jupiter or Saturn but no closer- As much as Cub’s rules were generally meant to keep stars out, he was concerned about his system’s life, no matter how many times he was reassured. Humans were perceptive things, and Cub could hide thousands of stars in his sun without anyone detecting a thing, but moons were trickier, moons were small, and the humans kept eyes on everything. Not that he necessarily thought they’d notice space getting More Cold, but he was neurotic enough about it to lay those form guidelines.

Truthfully, having this many celestials in his domain frightened him in ways he never would have guessed. Three hundred? That’s nothing, if Cub really wanted to he could learn them all by name, check in, keep tabs, make absolutely sure everything was running smoothly. He didn’t do that of course, he didn’t want to, but he could, and what a luxury that was. Thousands- tens of thousands of entities at once? He’d have no hope of keeping track of them all, no control over what they did beyond his sun.

Scar was watching.

Scar showed up a few Earth days before the event, his chill lingering even in his many absences to prep the rest of the system for the incoming celestials. In some ways, it was a relief to have him around; Scar did all the talking, communicated exact instructions to every single one of Cub’s moons. In other ways..

Cub felt the chip in the back of his neck. It wasn’t there, not yet, but he felt it all the same, the spasms in his core, the corners of his mouth, the wrinkles beneath his eyes. Shoulders wider, more open, welcoming, kind. Was it even possible for Cub to look approachable, kind, or would they have to mold him personally, make him exactly how he was meant to be.

Cub didn’t know how it worked. He didn’t want to know how they could control him, how they knew, who they were if there was a ‘them’ at all, he just had to escape.

What an exceptional star Cub was. All the necessary pride and diligence of a future sun, clever, not charming, but he didn’t need to be charming, he needed to be intelligent, and he surely was. He was perceptive, direct- quiet, but some stars liked that quiet, liked talking at Cub, feeling important and listened to without any other ambitious, loud stars stepping on their ego. Cub made connections, back when his sociality hadn’t atrophied so completely. He was very good at small, social manipulations, all building to his final master plan.

Leave. Forever.

It would not be accurate to say he was happy, no, this kind of numbness was not the same as fulfillment, but Cub was free, he was free, and freedom was everything. He had everything he wanted, which was no one, and it hadn’t taken long to build a reputation that kept him alone and at peace. He had a telescope, one of his only possessions. Through it, he saw the Earth, or at least whatever Earthen being it decided to show him from day to day. He could drown in it. If he did not wish to drown, he could bask in the warm silence.

One more day until it all came crashing down. Dramatic, maybe. It didn’t stop Cub from fantasizing about running away. Fighting back. What would the consequences be? How could this be happening? Had he really been this cruel to deserve- to deserve-

It was in.

It was not so bad. Not as bad as Cub remembered. He felt it’s influence like electricity, but just a hum, not the hammer of a shock like the collar of a disobedient dog. Cub identified a lot with the dog. He never quite understood what he’d been doing wrong.

“Are you alright?” It was Scar asking after the stars had left, old, old stars, much older than Cub’s own perception of time. It took him a moment to process the question, but he was too late in recognizing the words to know if it was asked in derision. He stared, stared hard, searching for any sign of emotion, and could parse nothing. For a moment he felt alarmed at his own social ineptitude, perhaps even disability, he used to be able to do this, he used to be able to tell, but when he looked in Scar’s blank eyes, Cub saw absolutely nothing staring back at him. It scared him. He didn’t know what to say, but terror that seized him out of nowhere cut the speech from his esophagus, and though Cub opened his mouth, he only nodded that he was fine.

Cub left, disappeared. He had very little time to himself before he lost it to the strangers invading his home, and he could not waste it. Unfortunately, he couldn’t relax either. A damn shame, since he wouldn’t get another chance for a whole Earth month. Such little time had never seemed so daunting.

It was fine until it wasn’t.

One moment there was no one, and then they were everywhere. At the same time his hands shook, he smiled.

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Scar was enjoying the festivities, and for several reasons beyond simple spite. Hundreds and hundreds of stars weren’t the company Scar typically chose to keep, but there was so much joy to be had and shared, and really, despite his ‘position’ here being to keep an eye on Cub, he wasn’t convinced he really needed to. Cub could be as bitter and mopey as he wanted, but Scar wouldn’t let another miserable sun ruin what was truly an incredible event.

Scar had visited Earth in his brief stay in this system, of course he had, it was likely at the time that he’d never get the chance to do so again, but he’d been more focused on his business with the sun, and hadn’t really gotten to enjoy it. But now, the joy was palpable, infectious, shared by the entire system population including the residing moons, and everyone wanted nothing more than to admire the beautiful life in a previously closed off system. By the end of the second week, Scar had met so many tens of thousands of new stars that his head was spinning, and while the smaller visiting moon population was often a breath of fresh air, even his own extroversion had limits.

He needed some space, and he considered seeking it out on Venus or Mercury, but planets could be more fickle than suns, and as entities, were far more private, rarely took a physical form. What set them most apart from stars and moons was that they lived and died with their celestial body, interchangeably connected with their planets, irreplaceable. They were certainly gods among moons, and while the larger stars held a big name for themselves, there was a certain mystic that a planet entertained which could not quite be captured elsewhere. Scar had tried to warn each planet of the coming change, but none of them appeared to speak to him, or gave any sign they’d received his message, so just in case the sudden population explosion was a surprise or in any way straining, Scar thought the respectful thing to do was leave them alone.

So it was the sun then, probably one of the least peaceful places in the system at the current moment, but unlike the moons, the sun was huge, and Scar didn’t feel so awkward ignoring the temporary residents as he would have staying with another moon.

A lengthy throng of stars caught Scar’s attention as he made his way across the sun, and while the last thing he wanted to do was engage, curiosity drew him in. Why would so many be here and not around Earth? Stars could sit and chat on any sun anywhere, what was keeping this number of them here?

Cub’s darker amber stood out amongst his more cream colored audience, but Scar wasn’t convinced he was seeing this right until he got closer, Cub’s human form the most accurate in proportion in comparison to the many visitors. The shape was the only thing about Cub that actually looked like him, the rest felt so wrong, like a doppelgänger had gotten 95% of him right, but anyone who’d met Cub before, even briefly, would be able to sense something was deeply.. strange.

When Scar got close enough to see Cub was smiling, nearly showing teeth, he had no more doubts. Scar weaved through the crowd, and maybe in reaction to his chill, they parted.

For just a moment, a fleeting glimpse of truth, their eyes met, Scar saw Cub crumble, and then another star had Cub’s attention, and the thing that was not Cub turned with a small, quivering smile. How long had this been going on? How long had Cub been this mobbed- Sure, part of the sentencing was Cub having a presence during this event, but there was no one actually enforcing that- It was meant to be Scar of course, but obviously he hadn’t been paying very much attention.

“Excuse me,” Scar cut in to whatever nonsense two different stars were rambling to Cub about at the same time, pushing himself between them, “I’m going to need to borrow him for an issue with a few of the Saturn moons, they don’t like crowds, you know how it is.”

“Sorry- Oh, I’m so sorry!” Cub couldn’t seem to allow himself to leave even when Scar had him by the wrist, borderline fighting Scar on every movement, push, and pull. It was weird, everything about this was deeply unnerving, even down to the tone of Cub’s voice.

And then Cub broke free from the crowd, and like a flipped switch, he was gone. Just- gone, disappeared, and it wasn’t that this was an impossibility or anything, celestials were fast, they had to cover those large distances somehow, but the contrast was just so sharp, it left Scar’s head spinning. Dumbly, he looked for Cub a little while. He didn’t know what else to do. Scar didn’t find him, of course. He never would, certainly not if Cub didn’t want to be found.

Despite the influx of visitors, the sun was still large enough to provide a substantial amount of quiet space. Scar’s body insulated well, but the heat didn’t particularly bother him, his form somewhat adjusting its temperature based on his surroundings; so mostly the dead of space. Even with Cub at the back of his mind, the release of strain from the crowded system put Scar at ease, and it didn’t take long for him to close his eyes in a mostly comfortable rest.

“Which Saturn moons were having problems, and where are they? Is it an emergency? They aren’t here, I don’t think they’re here. Did they tell you what the problem was, or just send for me?”

Scar startled up only to smash foreheads with Cub, yelping in turn, but Cub was rigid, eyes wide and deeply unblinking.

“Oh. I lied.”

It was never easy to see Cub, not here, not when he was the same color as the world, but Scar just knew something was wrong with him, something was- blurry-? His neck maybe, something was wrong with his neck, chin, and chest.

Maybe the more alarming thing should have been the way Cub was crouched over Scar, nearly on top of him, but stiff, unmoving and unspeaking for what was now a seriously concerning amount of time. This was still less scary than whatever the hell was happening with Cub last- well, Scar didn’t actually know how much time had passed.

“Are you.. good..?” he tried, but this did not seem to unlock the stuck gears on Cub’s limbs. Scar realized he couldn’t quite see Cub’s mouth, and was momentarily concerned Cub had lost it until he remembered Cub had been the one to initiate in the first place.

“Peachy.”

“You don’t sound peachy.”

Again, there was a deeply uncomfortable long pause. “I have to think very hard. About what to say. Or it’ll take me.”

“That’s very ominous, Cub.”

Something like rage flashed across Cub’s face contorting nearing immediately into an expression that must have meant to be more pleasant, but Scar still couldn’t parse out Cub’s mouth, just looking at that part of Cub’s form was like looking through the lens of a severely intoxicated soul.

“Did you get what you wanted?” There was no accusation there, and Scar got the sense that it was not from a lack of wanting on Cub’s part.

“What’s wrong with you?” A reasonable question in Scar’s opinion.

“I’m doing everything I can, Scar. I’m doing everything I can, and it isn’t enough. It was never enough before and it will never be enough now. We all know I’m broken, you’ve proven your point, but it is excruciating to be fixed.”

Scar scooted backward, offput by Cub’s intensity. “I don’t know what you're talking about, seriously.”

“You do,” Cub breathed, desperation leaking through his form, “You planned it all, didn’t you? The trial, the judge, it was all a front, you’re part of a- someone hired you, this was all a setup, some elaborate revenge plot for my own- my own spiteful final act. Taking the Earth system, closing it. All those old stars, they’re here, they’re celebrating, mocking me, I know I lost, Scar, I’m sorry, you won. Take it. Celebrate. Just please remove the leash. I can’t go back out there.” Cub’s fingers twitched, he started rocking on his feet, abrupting stopping, rocking, stopping, until Scar couldn’t bear to look at him anymore.

But Scar couldn’t help but be annoyed too, the emotion amplified by his discomfort, “If you don’t want to mingle, don’t, I don’t care, Cub. And I don’t work for hire, I follow stories and investigate, I hold seemingly untouchable celestials accountable, and I’m not sorry you’re remembering what it's like to be just like the rest of us. I’m not sorry the Earth system is open for a month, just a blip in your centuries of life, and your entitlement over what’s really just an inconvenience to you is seriously disturbing. Listen, keeping the Earth locked up is your prerogative, I don’t care, you’re not hurting anyone by keeping them out, my problem has always been your treatment of your moons. Congratulations, you’ve felt a fraction of the discomfort you’ve been putting the moons in your system through over the course of your reign, wow, yeah, I feel just terrible for you.”

Something animal left Cub’s lips, a scream or a whine, so guttural it made Scar flinch. Cub’s form suddenly seized, violent enough to send Scar scrambling back on his feet. He clawed at his neck, but it didn’t seem to be corporeal, all but for a tiny chip his fingers caught on, then uselessly slipped off. Cub wasn’t- Scar supposed he shouldn’t be so startled, stars weren't rock and ice like the moons, but they had solid forms, they were supposed to be solid.

“GET IT OUT!” and then he was screaming, Cub just wouldn’t stop screaming, he wouldn’t stop clawing at that little chip, Scar didn’t even know what it was, he wanted to help, he wanted to make this better, but the moment he stepped forward, reached out, Cub’s terror turned violently on Scar, wild, slashing fingers hot across Scar’s forearm. It did not hurt, would not have harmed him, but Scar remembered heat and agony too clearly not to be scared away. In his swing, Cub must have unbalanced himself, falling back on his butt and curling inward, hands finding purchase in his own hair. Scar was terrified they would fall through, everything about Cub’s form suddenly looked fragmented and unstable.

Cub shivered, violent, uncontrollable, his screams redoubling until Scar was certain Cub was going to destroy himself with just his voice. The animal part of him wanted to run away, but equally strong was the instinct to stay, fix this, make everything better even when he had no idea how. The vengeful part of him wanted to destroy that chip in Cub’s neck. To eviscerate the technology that could reduce anyone to this state. What was that anyway-? Surely this hadn’t always been there, and if it had, no wonder Cub was in such a constant state of- of- whatever his problem was. This wasn’t a facet of the sentencing, was it? Had one of the visiting suns implemented it as some kind of personal revenge?

“It’s- It’s going to be okay.” Scar didn’t know how many times he said it, or if he was even helping at all. It was a miracle no one heard them, Scar couldn’t imagine how horrible it would have been if a visiting star had stumbled across this- or maybe it would have been better. Maybe this was something that just happened to stars sometimes, maybe they could have helped. It didn’t matter now.

Time passed, and Cub got to a point where he didn’t look on the brink of explosion, no longer ripping away at his own form. He grew too exhausted to scream, but not to sob, his heaving breaths drifting off of him like smoke. He did not speak. Scar wanted to take him away from here, find a familiar face, but the world was just.. stuck.

For now that would have to be okay. Scar would wait as long as it took.

…

So it turns out the ‘training aids’ designed for to-be suns were not people, not celestials probing you through a boring, but ultimately harmless How To Be A Sun course.

Scar had no idea how he didn’t know about this before, nearly every star he spoke to about this knew what they were, and no one seemed to find it nearly as horrific as Scar did. Mumbo had explained it so casually, just a standard procedure for stars looking to be suns, aids buried in their forms designed to make physical distortions for the most effective feedback. A sun ought to stand like this, smile like this, act like this; most corrections were a short movement, so the recipient understood exactly the form they should be taking and how they should be acting.

No wonder Cub had looked possessed. No wonder he couldn’t leave on his own. No wonder he had lost his fucking mind over it!

At least Mumbo was appropriately horrified by the fact Cub had been left unchecked for two weeks, but he had the gall to get angry at Scar- ‘You were specifically assigned to watch over him!’

Scar hadn’t spoken to Mumbo since then. He hadn’t spoken to Bdubs either, Scar was furious, and he did not know how long it would be before he could stand to face him again. Given that Scar had limited options of courthouses when it came to prosecuting high profile suns..

Just.. fuck! Fuck!

Scar was miserable. He should have asked more questions. He should have been suspicious when Cub kept trying to negotiate out the training aids, but Scar was just so used to suns trying to weasel their way out of any kind of punishment, he’d stopped giving the benefit of the doubt ages ago.

Cub was- Cub was cruel. Scar still believed Cub to be cruel. But that wasn’t.. nothing about that was okay. Scar hadn’t seen Cub since that day, since he’d left to investigate the purpose of that chip and have it removed.

He wasn’t sure if he should go back. He heard that no one had so much as seen Cub in those last two weeks before the Earth system closed its gates once more.

Scar let his head drop into his hands. What the hell was he supposed to do?

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Deltarune CH3 & 4 (+5) Predictions (UPDATED)

Ch3:

* Two Rooks (Mike and Tenna, a duo who run the station/dark world)

* Bonus: Mike is the voice of the two, but Tenna is the brains behind the operation.

* Secret Boss: A cowboy from a canceled show. Potentially elements of missing green crayon?

* Bonus: Uses a pan (green soul weapon, in tradition w/ jevilKNIFE (red) and Big SHOT (yellow)) and maybe pans for gold? To make money and strike it rich since his cancelation likely ruined his life.

* Inverse of green's kindness, anger and hatred. (Jevil was hopeless ('undetermined') to continue and gave up. Spamton experienced and doles out injustice, scamming people for no good reason.)

* Somewhat hotland-esque? (If Ch1's DW was New Home (castles and traditional layout) and Ch2's was Core (Cybernetic/electric) it could be going in reverse order)

* Undyne is wrapped up in it (a la Berdly) with Toriel as the party member. Weird route could expand on brief part in UT where Undyne needs water due to metal armor in hotland.

Ch4:

* Dark world in Holiday House. Thus, two Bishops (can involve Alvin in some way as antagonistic?). As for main villain this chapter... unsure! Likely two new original ones.

* Power outage, whether by weather or by Kris, leads Kris & Susie to the dark world with Noelle.

* Despite wintry theme, will have elements of Waterfall. Likely due to an official or sombre atmosphere of the house thanks to Mayor Holiday (and absence of Dess?).

* Secret Boss: Ice-E, maybe related to the pizza box Dess burned in the sweepstakes?

* Bonus: Cyan soul, inverse of patience (anticipation/longing), as if waiting for this moment and obsessing over it with insanity. Incorporates toy knife as weapon, like an ice-pick?

* Bonus: Weird route likely involves Alvin or Mayor Holiday in some way? Details unclear.

Ch5:

* Dragon-Blazers Dark World. A 'dark world within a dark world,' even. Hence, rudimentary, simplistic art style paralleling classic JRPGs (reality becomes more avante-garde the further down you go until complete darkness).

* Skies Forever Blue was actually Dragon Blazers all along! Reveals two 'knights,' the MC from Dragon Blazers likely being the antagonist for the chapter (sees party as 'enemies/invaders of the kingdom'), and Kris (though maybe not said deliberately or at the start).

* Bonus: Revelation of existence of multiple knights/beings who can create dark worlds? Two light knights maybe being Alvis and Dess, and two dark knights being Dragon Blazers MC and Kris' Soul. (Dragon Blazers MC is the other dark knight because they too are a player surrogate character, albeit for their own game. Can add some interesting meta-commentary?).

* Wintery elements paralleling Snowdin, likely leading to the Glacial Palace mentioned in the Spamton Sweepstakes.

* Secret Boss: Dess/Dragon Blazers Princess. Represents inverse integrity - deception, deceit. Likely regarding their true identity? Due to being princess and blue soul, incorporates dancing?

* Bonus: Likely sealed within Glacial Palace, being the chapters' final area (as with all secret bosses). Thus, glitch usage and potential deep-darkness delving?

* Weird route may expose Kris as the Knight, and represent a turning point for the story as a whole with Susie and Kris.

Complete Chess Theory:

Light world -

* King: Asgore

* Queen: Toriel

* Rook: Undyne, Alphys

* Bishop: Mayor Holiday, Rudy?

* Knight: Alvin, Dess

* Pawn: Susie, Berdly, Noelle, Monster Kid, Jockington, Temmie, Snowy, Catti

* Player: Chara (Us, the player, the puppet master of those from the realm of the 'real')

Dark world -

* King: Spade King

* Queen: Q5U4EX7YY2E9N (Queen)

* Rook: Mike n' Tenna

* Bishop: Two new characters, most likely

* Knight: DB Protag, Kris' Soul

* Pawn: Ralsei, The 7 Vessels

* Player: W.D.Gaster (The puppet master of the origin of the dark world and its denizens)

[ash-arts-a-thing]

Specter Carlo AU events for Chapters 1-3, these will include minor or major changes, even some things don’t change at all. Carlo’s dialogue for when he’s interacted with or battle specific coments for bosses. Lastly the description for a new cutscene that plays during Chapter 2!

I’m excited to start the next couple chapters, I hope this isn’t too big of a post!

[Character Notes] [Chapters 4&5] [Chapter 6]

Chapter 1

* First time Pinocchio wakes up he is unaware of Carlo’s presence, but Gemini when first picked up while he is rebooting will state that he detects something following Pinocchio.

* Carlo does not make himself known right away, but if you are watching Pinocchio’s reflection in the floor of Krat Grand Central Station you will be able to see inconsistencies in what should be a normal reflection.

These inconstancies will include, but are not limited to:

1. His head turning in the opposite direction.

2. His hip cocking.

3. His legion arm will not jerk or twitch during an animation cycle.

4. Should he be holding a weapon that is long enough to touch the ground, the tip of said weapon will tap against the floor.

5. He will roll his shoulders.

* Hound puppets have a chance to act more iratically since they will be able to sense Carlo’s ghost.

* Since a Specter cannot be summoned during the first boss fight, if the decoder has been acquired from a previous playthrough, the Parade Master will comment on Carlo’s pressence.

These comments are:

1. “A ghost whisperer would make for a stellar performance!”

2. “The King has missed that one greatly.”

3. “Do not be shy, step right up and show yourself!”

* The gate to Hotel Krat will not be able to detect Carlo’s presence, so it will not coment on him.

* Sophia is aware of Carlo, but does not state that she is until Pinocchio is. No other characters at Hotel Krat are aware of Carlo unless he is made permanent.

Chapter 2

* When Gemini finally reboots and Pinocchio is able to talk to him for the first time, he will once again bring up that he feels something strange following Pinocchio. Gemini will state: “I can’t help feel like we’re being watched. You don’t have a ghost following you do you?” Followed by laughter.

* Once the abandoned room stargazer has been reached, a cutscene will trigger, this cut scene would have Pinocchio looking into a cracked mirror on the wall where he will catch his reflection. His reflection will speak to him, claiming to be somebody named Carlo and that he is well aware of who Pinocchio is, but not giving much more info past that.

The dialogue and scene will play out as follows:

Pinocchio will activate the stargazer, once he stands he will hear a tap on glass, causing him to turn and face the direction it came from.

There he will see his reflection, but rather than the neutral expression he has carried up to this point the face staring back at him will be smug.

The reflection will state: “About time you acknowledged me. I’ve been following you since the station, but I’m sure you were too busy to notice. My name is Carlo and I’m well aware of who you are, puppet. I aim to keep you alive and I think that’s all you need to know about me.”

His tone will be cocky, laced with faux kindness. As the cutscene ends the fade in will have Gemini making a comment on the scene.

He will state: “Whoa, you really do have a ghost following you, I was just joking! Do you think we can trust that guy?”

* The Mad Donkey will not have altered dialogue, unless he has a spirit box on him he unfortunately will have no idea that Carlo is there

* Gepetto will also have no altered dialogue

* Carlo will coment on the lady in the window, he will have respond differently depending on what Pinocchio says to her.

* If Pinocchio tells the truth and says that it is a doll, Carlo will say: “That was pretty harsh, don’t you think? Guess I should expect that from an emotionless puppet.”

* If Pinocchio lies and says the baby is cute, Carlo will say: “Hmm. A comforting lie, huh? Interesting, I… didn’t expect that from you.”

* Carlo will finally be able to be summoned for the first time before the Scrapped Watchman boss and will comment when he is. Carlo will state: “Ahhh! About time you got here, I can finally stretch my own limbs again.” (Note that if you are playing on a Specter Carlo game you will have no choice but to summon him as you will be unable to start the next boss fight until you do.)

Should you choose to speak to him before fighting the boss the dialogue options are:

“Why do you look like me?”

Carlo will respond: “Don’t worry about it, that’s just a product of the star fragment.”

Gemini will respond: “That doesn’t sound right…”

Carlo will respond: “Well, believe it cricket because it’s the truth.”

“How long have you been following me?”

Carlo will respond: “Since you woke up. Is that a problem? Honestly if it is I don’t really care.”

“Tell me about this boss.” (Carlo will have multiple responses to this question)

1. “You ever seen a regular cop? One that isn’t a puppet? *under his breath* Of course you haven’t look who I’m asking. *At regular volume again* They all suck, but I can tell you that a normal cop would be a million times better than this one.”

2. “Make sure you have a good blitz resistance, I’m not dragging you out of here if you go into shock.”

3. “Heard this guy used to hang out with the kids around here. I can’t imagine he’s very happy about what’s happened to them.”

4. “For a big guy he’s surprisingly mobile. Watch out for flailing limbs… or don’t. I’m not your dad.”

Battle dialogue for the Scrapped Watchman:

1. “This will be therapeutic, I never liked this thing!”

2. “Nobody needs a watchman this big!”

3. (If Carlo gets picked up) “Shit- wait-!” (When he gets back up) “Ugh, okay that hurt a little bit.”

4. “Ohh, Sparky wants to dance!”

5. “Watch the blitz pulses!”

6. “Hmph. Good riddance. I don’t know what the local kids saw in that thing.”

* If Pinocchio takes the whistle back to the kid in the window, once the kid passes, Carlo’s reflection in a nearby window will coment. He will state: “I hope the kid isn’t in pain anymore.”

* Once back at the hotel Antonia will gift Pinocchio his own room, this room will be equipped with a full length mirror which can be used to talk to Carlo at any time.

* This room will also have a bed, should Pinocchio use it he will have an unlimited stamina effect for the next 5 minutes after leaving the hotel.

* Should you talk to Carlo in the mirror now he will have new dialogue.

The dialogue options are:

“Why are you following me?”

Carlo: “I told you already. I’m trying to keep you alive. If you stop existing, then so do I and honestly? I kind of want to exist.”

“Why would you stop existing if I died?”

Carlo: “Think of me as your other half. We’re twin souls, I’m here because of you. Is that good enough for you? No? Too bad.”

“What are you thinking right now?” (Carlo will have multiple responses to this)

1. “I don’t know why Antonia gave you a room, it isn’t like puppets need to rest. Lucky for you though, now you can bother me whenever you want. Not so lucky for me.”

2. “What makes that Polendina puppet so special? Why isn’t he insane like the rest of them? Whatever, not worth thinking about right now.”

3. “Maybe that Eugénie girl can do something with the part you took off the Watchman. Who knows, it might help keep you, and subsequently me, alive.”

4. “Gepetto sure is… something. That’s for sure. I don’t know what you expect me to say about the old man, honestly.”

5. “Keep an eye on Sophia, will you? She’s too nice to have to deal with all of… this.”

6. “You wouldn’t understand, but I want to pet that cat so bad. Humans and puppets are awful, I much prefer the company of animals.”

Chapter 3

* Carlo will remain silent until inside the factory, he will have something to say just before the crate contains the shielded puppet drops. Shards of broken glass hold Pinocchio’s reflection long enough for him to speak. Carlo will state: “I bet that crate is going to fall and something big is gonna pop out of it.”

* Once the crate hits the ground and causes the room to shake he will coment again. He will state: “What did I say.”

* Carlo will coment on the corrupting pool through the reflection of the sludge connected to the sewer pipe. Stating: “Oh this is gross. Watch your step. If you get corrupted it won’t be good for either of us.” Gemini will also coment with: “Yeah, I’m going to have agree with him on that.”

* Carlo will coment on the Fox and the Cat, stating: “You know those two are messing with you, right? Okay. Just making sure.”

* Venigni is unaware of Carlo, so his dialogue will remain unchanged. When he coments on him Venigni will be unable to hear him. Carlo will say: “Yeah, I know that guy. Him and Gepetto were pretty close. Like… REALLY close, if you ask me. Wonder if they still are.”

Carlo will have new dialogue options before the fight with Fuoco, these options are:

“What do you think of Venigni?”

Carlo: “Decent enough guy. Heard he was pretty fun back in the day, before things got messed up.”

“What about Pulcinella?”

Carlo: “What about him? If you’re asking me if I think he’s still alive, I don’t. If somebody ever asks you to find their loved one you should automatically assume they’re dead already. That way nobody gets their hopes up.”

“Tell me about this boss.” (He will have multiple responses to this.)

1. “Oh good. I walking furnace. Me and heat aren’t exactly friends, so thanks for bringing me here, I really appreciate it.”

2. “Try to get all of the oil stains your clothes out before you fight this thing. I can’t exactly put you out if you get set ablaze, okay?”

3. “This thing has been known to set the floor on fire, try using the pipes around the room for cover.”

4. “Keep in mind that it doesn’t just shoot fire at you, it hits pretty damn hard as well. Try to keep out of it’s way. Unless you like getting smacked around.”

Battle dialogue for Fuoco, King’s Flame:

1. “We just started and I’m already too damn hot!”

2. “Watch it, the floor is lava!”

3. “I’m so lucky I don’t sweat.”

4. “Okay, I know I’m hot, but this is ridiculous!”

5. “Fireballs incoming!”

6. “Good riddance, I don’t know how anything could work along side that thing. And also they won’t be able to make any more puppets and whatever.”

* When you get back to the hotel, Sophia will have have something new to say about Carlo when first speaking to her. She will say: “I’m glad Carlo is able to help you, he seems to be doing a good job watching your back.”

* Carlo will have a few new dialogue when spoken to back in Pinocchio’s bedroom.

These dialogue options are:

“Whatre are you thinking about?” (He will have multiple responses to this.)

1. “Think you can make a flamethrower with that thing? That would be pretty handy, nothing like committing some arson.”

2. “Guess I’m glad his butler wasn’t dead. I meant what I said though, just always assume they’re already dead.”

3. “I used to be able to play the piano. It’s been a while though. Makes me wonder if I still know how to play…”

[vanyzvat]

ALTR 251521

Chapter 1: No Strings Attached (You are here!)

Chapter 2: His Name

Chapter 3: Jac͟k̷͟s͟͠e̸̷͡ptį͡c̀ę͢͠y̡é

Chapter 4: Chase Brody

Jack is only mentioned briefly, and is erased from the story (Due to being retconned) as a character in Chapter 5 and onward.

Summary: Reader is a YouTuber who has lost everything (How and why is up to interpretation). As a result, they have lost their sense of fear entirely, and do not seem to care about consequences anymore.

They spend their days making content mainly focused on "debunking and exposing IRIS", taking advantage of their negative reputation for views.

They've been affected by ALTR 114209 for quite some time now, but they seem to be holding up just fine...

After forming a sort of "bond" with ALTR 114209 itself, the entity trusts them enough to get a bit more personal with them.

A lot of things are based off personal headcanons and my own interpretation of these characters! Please keep that in mind. I apologize in advance for any errors! Please let me know if there are any so I can fix them.

You were not meant to be alive today- Not according to whatever the hell IRIS was saying, at least. “Overexposure to "ALTR 114209" not only puts you in danger, but also those around you”, they said. But you paid it no mind.

You didn't have anything, or anyone, so you didn't bother taking any precautions.

Maybe that sounded pessimistic to anyone who didn't actually know you, but you didn't see it that way. It was something you had accepted long ago.

A lonely life was what you lived, but it was more fulfilling than being surrounded by people who only held you back, who betrayed you, who left you behind.

As of now, you didn't really care about your fate.

You lived your life peacefully, content with whatever route it took. If something "bad" happened, you just rolled with it, and in return, nothing seemed to ever bother you.

Worrying about the outcomes, the consequences of your actions, the future- It was just another headache to you.

That made it- Him, curious.

And just like that, you became a target to him.

"Him", who you only called as such due to his appearance. Clearly, he was no ordinary human- He wasn't human at all.

He was able to warp reality itself to his will, and you figured that to him, this world was nothing more than a game. A game of puppets, in which he was the puppet master.

Still, you saw some resemblance- Signs of humanity within him. Or maybe, you saw yourself in him.

...That probably said more about you than about him, actually. Yeah, you should probably be concerned about that.

Still, he has been around you for so long now, and you didn't even know if he had a proper name yet.

He treated you like all the other ones at first- Just another toy made to entertain him after he broke his last one. That's what you assumed, anyway.

But you didn't react- Not in the way he wanted you to.

The whispers, the images he flashed in your eyes- They didn't get you like he had hoped.

You had seen them time and time again, but they only seemed to slightly inconvenienced you when you were trying to do your everyday tasks...

To you, he came off as desperate. To him, you were infuriating.

He seemed willing to go to every length to be satisfied, to finally get the reaction he wanted out of you, and you knew that. So you took it as a personal goal to not give him that.

You were thankful to not have a job that required you to actually leave your home, otherwise, the task of having to constantly explain your situation to everyone you come across would get annoying.

You figured that those living near you were most likely affected by ALTR 114209 too, but you honestly couldn't care less.

You didn't know them, and they didn't know you. It's their problem, not yours- You've stopped feeling remorse over your "selfish decisions" and thinking. Maybe that was why you were truly free.

The more you talked to him, the closer the two of you seemed to become.

That didn't mean it didn't take any effort, though. It took you many, many tries to finally get him to even respond to you.

After hearing him whisper unimportant nonsense in your ears and catching glimpses of him at the corner of your eyes for so long, you decided to try to approach him.

And you did, in hopes of getting something in return.

At first, he would stand completely still, unmoving until he faded into obscurity.

After that, he would only eye you up and down, then tilt his head to the side, almost out of intrigue.

And after that, he would only smile.

It was such an odd thing to you- Was he really so lonely, that he would do so much for one person? One, measly little human? You weren't giving him what he wanted, and yet he continued sticking around, trying over and over.

Weirdly enough, you could even go as far as to say you found his attempts endearing.

Bold of him to assume something wasn't already wrong with you, when nothing he was doing worked. You weren't normal, you were a "weird little freak" as he would put it.

He had considered giving up on you multiple times. You gave little to no reaction, you almost instantly moved on from anything he threw at you, and you even tried communicating with him. Who does that?

You were just a waste of his time.

But when he tried to give up on you, he found himself unable to. He'd grown attached to you.

And as annoying as that was for him, he thought of an alternative solution. He gave up on trying to break you, but he didn't give up on you entirely.

You had become his safe space.

You had given him a place where he could go to whenever he needed to hide, and whenever he felt like being treated like a guest.

“A puppet master needs to rest his hands if he wants to control his puppets properly”, that was his excuse.

Today, you were sitting by your work desk, surrounded by your monitors. Your editing program was open on your main screen, with you being busy cutting up some footage for your next upload.

Your channel was... A controversial one, and rightfully so. You've made multiple videos on IRIS, and why they are "not to be trusted".

You were a bit biased, considering your one and only friend was the one thing they were trying to get rid of.

It was kind of surprising they hadn't sent people to kidnap you in your sleep yet... Maybe they did try to, actually, but were unsuccessful. You couldn't imagine why.

Maybe it was because you were one of the few people who didn't bother installing those WTCHR cameras within your home.

You lifted the coffee mug off your desk and connected it to your lips, taking a long sip.

You were about to set it back down when suddenly, an odd image flashed brightly infront of you.

The image was of an event you had experienced before, only now, something was off. Your vision was blurry, and you blinked frantically in an attempt to bring it back to how it was before.

You felt your head grow heavy.

He was here, or- nearby. You knew.

Somehow, the thought of getting to talk to him again was enough to distract you from how sick you felt in that moment.

“Where are you?”

You tried to contain your excitement, and also your need to pass out right then and there. Thankfully, your sickness only lasted for a moment.

There were the faint sounds of laughter in the distance.

You could feel the temperature of the room rapidly declining.

“I̵ am ͝he͝re,”

He suddenly whispered in your left ear.

“I͞ ām t̡herê,”

He whispered in your right.

You see two hands covering your vision. Despite already knowing he was playful, he still managed to catch you off-guard.

“I'm ͝eve̢rywhere͏.”

He spoke once more, his voice now from behind you. He moved around so quickly, it was hard to keep up.

“Yes, yes, I know.”

You took his hands off your face and turned around, and they fell back to his sides.

“You'̨ve bee̕n͜ w̡orking. Working sò, ̷s̛o ha͡rd... W̴h̶y ̴not͟ ̡take a ͜brȩa̕k to s͝pend ͘s̸o͏me ̸time ̨with m̵ę?”

You sighed...

Of course you favoured being with him over doing work, so you pushed your chair back with your legs, and sat up so you could take a look at him.

“And why should I do that?”

“Bec͟aús͝e I͜'͟m ͏t͏he o̴n̴l̀y ͢pe̢rso͜n in you͠r͟ ́l̀i͜fe̷.” He shot at you.

“You're not even a person.” You shot back, and that earned a laugh from him.

You always found yourself trying to make him laugh, and wondered if he could tell. He most likely could.

“Yo̵ur ͡w̧o̡r̢d̢s ͡c̀ut̶ ̨d͡e̷ep!”

“N͞o͠w- L̛et̶'s̶ go ̢someẁh͜ere̛ ͟more... Com̨for͏tab͠l͜é, yeah?”

Before you could even say anything, you weren't inside your recording room anymore, but in the living room.

You still needed some time to get used to him doing that- Just teleporting you around. Still, you plopped down on your couch, and he sat besides you.

“Oh, I forgot to ask. Do you want anything?”

“No. ͜Ju̴st ̵yo͡u.”

“Ah. So, why have you decided to visit?”

He placed one of his hands on top of his knee, and you can see him digging his nails into it. Ouch?

“Just̨ ̛a̴ bi̧t lo̕ǹèly.”

He gritted his teeth.

“A̛n̷d͞ upsȩt.”

You couldn't tell if he was trying to come off as condescending on purpose, or if it was a genuine thing he just did.

Either way, you thought it was stupid if he felt like he had to continuously be that way. It was like he was paranoid that eyes were on him at all times, and he would be completely ruined if he didn't always act a certain way.

Still, he was trying to open up- Which was unusual of him. He never really bothered talking about how he felt. It was always about his accomplishments, his doings, what he had been up to. He was always so proud and full of himself whenever he talked.

“Well, I need a break anyway, like you said, so I'll be available for a bit. What's wrong?”

No reply.

You shot glances at him. He's breathing slowly, as if he contemplating something. He seemed weirdly stressed.

...And suddenly, you got a nosebleed. Because of course you did.

You only noticed it had even happened after a drop of blood fell on your shirt.

“Jesus christ-”

He watches you hurriedly get up, his mouth agape. Did he not mean to do that?

You ran for the bathroom.

After you managed to get your nosebleed to stop, you quickly went back in your room to change into a new shirt before going back to him.

He was still waiting for you in the living room.

He hasn't moved an inch.

“Hey,”

You spoke, your voice sounding tired.

You were tired.

His eyes look up at you without him moving his head. Then, he looks away again. Shame was a new thing from him, huh.

“Sòr͞r̴y.͞”

“No, it's okay. I was just a bit... I don't know- Surprised? I thought you gave people nosebleeds and whatnot on purpose.”

He chuckled.

“S͏ome͘t̶i͏me̢s̀.”

You sat down besides him again.

“...Let's try this one more time then?”

You went straight to the point, and his smile faded. He was the one who had told you something was up in the first place, why would he be trying to avoid it now?

“What's wrong?”

You asked, and he answered your question with a question of his own- One you would've never expected to come from someone like him.

“Ha͟ve͟ ̶you e̕v̧e̡r be̷e͘n ͡be͟tr͏a̢y̴ed̛?”

[uyuartik]

othello ch.3| anakin skywalker x reader

tags: othello au mini series, no major character death (just want to make that clear), borderline dark fic, aND NOW DEAR READERS WE GET TO SEE THAT DARKNESS, FILTHY SMUT, kinda hate s*x, jealous ani, reader is in her discovery era, BUT I SWEAR IT'S ALL CONSENSUAL, oral sex(fem receiving), piv sex, bondage but not really, restriction? is it called that?,

summary: The celebrations end, but the night doesn't.

a/n: welcome back! this is *the* chapter we've all been expecting, i think. i'm still shocked that i wrote this, it is so different from my usual style. but the parasites in me wanted this on paper, so here we are! i hope you like it!!!

don't forget to leave likes, reblogs and comments! it means a lot!

also crossposted on ao3!

word count: 3168

prologue | ch.1 | ch.2 | ch.3 | ch.4 | ch.5 | finale

chapter 3

That was not the only acknowledgment he gave you that night.

Days of hate and yearning; love and lust came over him after that sentence, and he found his way to your room again, well past midnight. You were brushing your hair with an absentminded frown littering your pretty face, but the moment you saw him enter, it transformed into the loveliest smile he’s ever seen, then quickly disappeared for a variety of reasons. Fuck, he hated to see it fade away, see you abandoning out of your chair yet standing next to it, not reaching out to him like you always do. A little afraid, a little too angry to do so… You were the more contained one of the two of you, as always, yet he always had the ability to see those emotions behind bars, and held the spare keys.

“My Lord.” Your voice couldn’t contain the excitation of having him in your chambers, though. “Can I help you in any way?”

“Yes, yes you can.”

And he was grabbing you, stealing a deep, dirty kiss.

For a second, your shocked whimper which was successfully muffled by his lips was your sole reaction, but then the wanting overcame you- your hands cupping his face, raising on your tiptoes to be closer, trying to keep up with this strange rhythm. Anakin was the only man you’ve ever kissed in your entire life, and he was always sweet, treating you like you were a flower he was afraid to crush. Even when things got heated (and it did), he would always try to keep things where you could function too. But now, he seemed to have forgotten that principle, just drinking in your soul. That’s how it felt like, the breath stolen from your lungs, all voices drowned, the need for an explanation never a priority. He sucked on your lips ‘til they were swollen and numb, and occupied your mouth with his tongue, a challenge you didn’t fight to win anyway. The grip on your chin was borderline painful, and your weak point, your puppet string which he mastered. The wetness of your messes threatened to spill from the corners of your mouth. Filthy, so filthy.

He held your waist, pulling you to himself so tight that your balance was entirely maintained by him, but there was something different about this proximity, this way of touch. It was as if he didn’t hold you to be closer, seeking your warmth, but more like he groped you, conquering every inch of your skin again, declaring that it was his.

The man in front of you was somebody else, you could’ve sworn. It would have scared you.

But all in your questions and dead protests, you came to realize that you enjoyed it, perhaps not as much as when he was adoring you, but you did. There was no explanation you could make about it. You saw the storm in his eyes, but that blue was still thecolor of the sky you had memorized.

Thus, when the two of you eventually parted, you didn’t push him, or take a step back. You stood there with your mouth agape, trembling with each shallow breath, and that glimmer in your eyes telling a different story than just a stupor. Your cheeks reddened under his piercing stare, but you still didn’t want to let him go, clutching to his shoulders.

“You liked it, didn’t you?” The scorn was obvious. Did other men treat you like this too? Did you let them?

“I-“ You stuttered, not able to find the right words, not able to utter them out of shyness.

“You little whore.”

You flinched and shrieked, taken aback by the insult. How could he ever use that word against you?

“I’m not-“

“Let’s see, shall we?”

It took you a couple of seconds to understand what he meant as you were tossed to the bed, the soft material bouncing under you a few times. He was over you in a blink, knees planted on the sides of yours, haphazardly trapping your night between him and the bed, the fabric of your nightgown taut over your body. He found your lips again, ready for his taking, but you were not as trapped as you looked, and you were beating him on his own game with those hands, prompting him to devour you further, reaching for his neck, clinging, pulling him closer, touching him the way he likes to be touched, (that was nothing special actually, because, he liked your touch, each and every way your fingers traced him).

How could he hate you?

How could you hate him?

It was about the trust you had in him, knowing all his aversions are reserved for the battlefield and nowhere else, knowing he’d never hurt you deliberately, knowing a word from you and he would stop, anytime. Even with all the plots and mystery, you still held onto each other, desperate for the other. You didn’t shut down his advances, defying his tests by being your authentic self, and he couldn’t stay away from you, even while the accusations still dwelled in his mind.

“Ani, what’s going on?” You whined.

“I think you know what’s going on.”

The answer was so appalling that you were left mute.

You remained stuck as he traveled downwards, a path that would’ve taken him so much longer before. But now, he trashed the fabric up up up your body, the big fat lumps of white stacked on top of your belly, revealing just enough for what he had planned.

He was craving your taste for so long.

You cried out when he parted your legs, and delved right between them. At first, you winced when the cold air hit your core, but the more shocking thing was his very audible sniff, brushing his nose up your skin like he wanted to fill the entirety of his lungs with your scent.

Yes, that was how much he has been craving you.

Gasping, your hands flew up to his hair, albeit with a little difficulty. Your craving for him was not any different. Even in this intimate position, you needed to hold onto him further. He would try to hold your hand while he did this, it had always been the case for the two of you. He adored how your relatively tiny fingers grasped his so tight that they could actually bruise or even break, he liked how you tugged on his hair, that little short yanks as you lost control for a second, and regained it, afraid to hurt him. God, you missed his chuckles when he stopped to reassure you about it. But now, there were only groans, animalistic sounds as he seized you with his tongue, burrowing into your hole while he drank your essence to the last bit. You grasped his tresses a few times like before, short yanks before you came to your senses, and he couldn’t stand it.

Actually, he couldn’t stand the way you were the same.

If you were not as innocent as before, why couldn’t he sense it in your touches? How could it exist, and not have a trace in the twinkle of your eyes? How could your voice waver most naturally, most randomly as you were subjected to unimaginable accusations if you were truly guilty of them?

With more questions muddying his mind, he reemerged from his position, ripping your hand away. you opened your eyes, rising- til he stopped you, and with a flip you found yourself in a completely different position, on your hands and knees. For the first time, ever.

“Ani!”

You’ve pleaded his name before, but this time it was different- and he froze, waiting for your intervention.

But it didn’t come. It wasn’t a warning. You were starving too. Involuntarily arching your back, falling onto your elbows as if presenting yourself, urging him to keep touching you. His hold on the back of your thighs traveled up, ‘til his right thumb was pressing on your clit. That alone was enough to steal a sigh from your lips, an indicator of your willingness. Poor you, just needed a second…

“Cat got your tongue, my poor wife?” He tried, one last time. “Tell me what you need, I am not as cruel as them.”

Them? “I- I need you. Only you.” You whispered, burning with the exposure, and lust. Of course, the change was abrupt, but you were not opposed to it, especially when you were with him.

Thus, he got to revel in your essence once more, the fabric of your nightgown draped over his hair, essentially covering his head, and he was engulfed in you, your taste, your softness, your perfume… He basically pushed his nose right through your folds, stimulating you in the strangest way, while his tongue worked over your clit, chasing that pearl as you failed to contain your hips. While the two of you never kept things chaste behind the doors of your bedroom, this was about the most scandalous position you two ever shared. Your heart donned its wings and flew out of you just at the thought of it, knowing this wouldn’t be the last time you’d think about it, knowing one day you might ask for it again.

You lasted so short, for it was impossible to keep your every neuron from firing with these new sensations. You shook and shook, your legs only kept up with his support, leaking all across his face. Your sounds were half-muffled by the pillow you’ve buried yourself into, and you stood like that some time, just trying to process it all and he watched you, caressing your inner thighs. When he retracted his hands to undo his trousers, you whimpered, and fell to your side- or you would’ve fallen, if he didn’t catch you. The firmness of his hold was a clear warning, and you whimpered again, now knowing what he intended to do, besides the ache in you to reach out to him growing unbearable.

You heard the clothes fall to the floor, and your chest panged with how handsome he looked in the moonlight. Of course, you could only see half of him as your neck could only rotate that much. You didn’t even realize you held your breath, watching him locate himself between your legs once more, goosebumps rising on your skin with the anticipation of his next touch. Still, the expectation never lived up to the real sensation, dragging his cock through your wet folds with a loud squelch that reverberated in the silent room. You pushed back without a thought, and one of your hands reached backward, begging for him to take it, like he wasn’t already touching you. He took it- though it was your wrist he held, and he pressed it against the low arch of your back, your elbow bending.

“Are you going to behave?” He hissed, “Are you still my good wife?”

You nodded, your hair rubbing against the sheets in an unflattering way, one last flex of your fingers. He dragged his length across your entire pussy again, for he couldn’t contain himself nevertheless, his desire for you so great-

“Say it.” He reminded.

But, your answer was not what he expected. “I love you.” You said, breathlessly. “I love you. I want you- I’m trying to be good for you.”

What a shame, for the words “you already are” traveled all the way to his tongue, but wasn’t let out. Instead, he decided he was covered in your slick enough, and pushed the tip of his cock in. He could feel every hitch in your breath, every small sound of pleasure you let out, the sinful furrow of your brows challenged him greatly, with your words still echoing in his ears. He never wanted to hurt you, so he took great care in going slow, agonizingly slow, despite the wish of his primitive self. There was always the fact that he never took you in this position, and you were already on edge because of it.

You shuddered when the tops of his thighs met yours, going mad with how deep was in you like this, how good it felt, even though you couldn’t see or touch him properly. “Please move, my love.” Your plea came after a few seconds, and when he got the permission, he used it.

The first roll of his hips elicited a moan from you, your voice split in two by the thrust. Then, another. Even the barrier of expensive sheets wasn’t enough to mute them as you squirmed in pleasure, the yearning of the week before dissolving in a way that made you more delirious, and you felt like the world was showing you another layer of life, how love could be manifested without gentleness, and still feel this good, this pleasurable.

Anakin didn’t prefer this arrangement, not on most days. He favored seeing your face; your shy gaze turning hungry, the giddy eye rolls when he taunted you with “See something you like?”, your eyelids closing with tiredness- he’d die for every single detail his eyes could capture. But seeing you writhing with bliss unlocked something in him at that moment. He snapped his hips harder, burying himself deeper, a bulge prominent in your lower belly that he could feel with his fingertips, and abusing that sweet spot in you. You were dizzy with the inability to fill your lungs with oxygen- but then again, you were convinced you needed him more than you needed oxygen. His touch, the fact that he was touching you, being with you… Right now those were the matters that kept you alive.

The way your pussy gripped him, almost making it impossible for him to pull back- the struggle was evident in his rugged exhales, deep groans leaving his mouth louder than he intended to. With each sound he produced, you quivered against him. The desperation you had for him never failed to make him surprised. You hadheld him in every way before, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, holding onto his biceps, burying yourself in the crook of his neck… But now, you had no such chance, yet, you held onto his voice. It only fueled him further ‘til-

“Anakin.” He stopped at once. “Please, I want to touch you.” It was more than a wish, like a necessity.

He obeyed.

“You want to touch me?” He teased, still gripping your hand. You expected him to release you at any second, and pull out, that dreaded empty feeling disturbing you, but he did none of those things. With his free hand, he pulled your middle flush with his chest, letting your head rest on his shoulder. A few stray pieces of hair fell to the middle of your face, but your deep exhale blew them away. He watched it happen, your lips opening up, slightly shaky with the air leaving. This was surely one of the moments that would come back to haunt him as he died, one of the memories that flashed in front of his eyes.

Your free hand held onto his, meeting below your ribs, and your gaze consumed him. Without delay, you held your end of the bargain and reached for his mouth. You felt him twitch inside you, and continued to kiss him with greater need, your thumb brushing his arm repeatedly. He was proud of the way you did the most of it, even with one hand behind you, plucking the control out of him with such gentleness that he didn’t mind at all. He almost lost track of the situation, solely focused on the movements above your waists. Honoring the instinct to follow the curve of your body, his hand traced the underside of your tit, then your nipple, all with your hand glued to his arm. The thin fabric provided no obstacles for you to feel every catch of his callouses.

It was only when you fell to his shoulder again, breathless, that he was reminded of your previous activities. Maintaining eye contact, he captured your free hand, watching your eyes widen, and brought it back with the other, properly restraining you. Alas, you had no objections, and you only sighed when he lowered you back. Still, you were so needy for him, and you propped your hips even higher.

Of course, with both of your needs met, you were not far from the peak, and your warning, “Ani, I’m- oh” came in minutes, interrupted by a particular thrust.

“You’re what?” He knew exactly what, repeating the movement already.

“Just like that, please.”

Please. You were trying to break his mind, for sure.

With a cry and your back arching impossibly, you came, squeezing around him even tighter and painting him with your leak. The pulsation of your walls was too much for him to bear too, prompting his release. Throwing his head back, a beautiful moan left his throat and he pulled out at the last second, covering the small of your back with his cum.

The hot droplets hitting your skin impossibly scorched you. Did he not want to start a family with you anymore? During your first months, he did it on purpose, claiming he wanted you to himself for a while, and you thought the same. Besides, a shameless part of you guessed they would be scurrying around soon with the rate you were going at it. What had happened to sever him from that dream?

Your knees gave out when he moved to get a clean rag, a coldness seeping into your bones as he cleaned you, methodically and quickly. He handed you a new nightgown, and your muscles ached trying to take the old one off. Then, you watched him tidy himself too, much harsher than he treated you, filling you with the desire to kiss that patches of skin better.

Alas, you were too tired to do that when he laid beside you. You were too tired to even smile, but surely, the frown that occupied your forehead was gone that night, despite the new questions forming in your mind, as his scent filled your nostrils. Unlike the previous nights that kept him awake with gnawing doubt, he too found it easy to fall into the pits of sleep, in contrast to his will to do otherwise. How could he not, when it was the sight of you that brought him peace, the immortal old habit? Together for an hour, and with ten words top, the vision of your face he looked upon for merely minutes- yet there he was, stiffness of his muscles relaxing, the anxiety that chewed on his spirit lessened, his weary eyes meeting with sleep once again.  He had a feeling, a hope, that these emotions would last ‘til the morning, for he had not the cruelty to wake you up and speak about what troubled him.

Unfortunately, that was not the case.

[sophiesbookishthings]

January Reads

I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

My non fiction read for the year! I listened to the audio book for this one which I definitely recommend. Jennette McCurdy deserves only good things for the rest of her life.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Come Tumbling Down by Seanan McGuire

Wayward Children #5! Such an underrated series. Jack and Jill and the moors are my favorite. Also it's gay.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Legends and Lattes by Travis Baldree

Queer cozy fantasy! I loved how chill and kind this book was.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

I think about this book daily. The way everything tied together in this book was brilliant. I loved the concept of the reveurs in particular.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J Maas

Ah the faerie books. I finally gave in and read this. It was fine. It was very basic fantasy romance. It wasn't bad, it was just unfortunately overhyped. Don't love the mc though she's kinda annoying.

3.75/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️✨️

Return of the King by JRR Tolkien

Lord of the rings my beloved! I could scream about any lotr book forever so I'm just gonna say Samwise Gamgee is the character ever and I love faramir and he deserves only good things forever. Also the ending of this series takes my heart out and stomps on it.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

In the Lives of Puppets by TJ Klune

Tj Klune is a master of found family and I will read everything he writes forever. This book also had an autistic ace mc, an anxious roomba, and a sadistic nurse droid and I adored every single one of them.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Red Rising by Pierce Brown

I feel like I should like this book more than I did. The mc just felt too perfect and like a societal ideal of masculinity that I really didn't care about that much. And I think to some extent it may have been the point but it still felt off to me. Started this in print and switched to audio cause the writing was not my favorite. Idk if I'll continue this series or not.

3/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️

Piranesi by Susanna Clarke

I went into this thinking it was about a satyr because of the cover. I was disappointed a few chapters in when I realized it was not. I did however really enjoy this book anyway. Very interesting how it resolves.

5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas

Definitely better than acotar. Feyre's somewhat less annoying. Still think this series is overhyped but I do get it now. Also I don't get why everyone acts like this is straight porn. It's so tame lol but I read fanfic so 🤷. I do appreciate that this book went more into the politics of the world. Definitely made it more interesting.

4.5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️✨️

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, October 9

BUFFY: “Uhm, this is much better. There is no problem that can not be solved with chocolate.”

~~Fear, Itself~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

BtVS Double Drabble: Slightly Singed by badly_knitted (Willow, PG)

To Hurt by apachefirecat (Faith, PG-13)

Weekly Drabbles #177 — Toddler Art by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

cupid's misfire by redhandedtamarin (Buffy/Willow, T)

Time Well Spent by MadeInGold (Riley/Spike, E)

Maybe Pain is Good For Us by MadeInGold (Angel/Spike, T)

Always the bridesmaid by wildflowerr_wildfire (Buffy/Spike, Faith/Angel, Xander/Dawn, T)

Aud's Lament by wildflowerr_wildfire (Xander/Anya, T)

[a little fun/smutty Ripper and Buffy on Halloween night] by unendingwanderlust (Buffy/Giles, unrated but NSFW)

Unraveling by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, R)

Where the wild things lay to rest by will_ (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

The Greater Good by tempestt (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Aud's Lament by will_ (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Aud's Lament by will_ (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

What the Drabble? Vol. 2 - ch. 77 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Alexander Spencer - ch. 1 by calikocat (Xander/Tor Hauer, Psych and Teen Wolf xover, E)

Horrorshow - ch. 27 by vampbrat (Angel/Spike/Wesley, others, E)

2012 Althenea had just finished reapplying the ward on their ramshackle hideaway... (part 9) by hiddenbysuccubi (Buffy/Spike, unrated)

Should I Stay or Should I Go? (Part Three) by prose-for-hire (Spike/reader, unrated)

Burn - ch. 1-2 by Spikelover4ever (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

reciprocity - ch. 1 by HappyWhenItRains (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Something True - ch. 2 by BewitchedXx (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Be Back Before Dawn - ch. 5 by Blissymbolics (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Mysterious Destinies - ch. 13 by EnchantedWillow (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Sorting Shenanigans - ch. 4 by VoronaFiernan (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Truth and Consequences - ch. 26 by JamesMFan (Buffy/Spike, R)

Unconditional - ch. 12 by Blade Redwind (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Alexander Spencer - ch. 1 by calikocat (Xander-centric, Pysch and Teen Wolf xover, FR21)

Exorcise - ch. 5 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG)

A Sword in the Man - ch. 9 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Heaven Sent - ch. 4-20 by sunalso (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

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Gifset: flames wouldn't be eternal if they didn't consume anything. but it means something that... by gothamstreetcat (Wesley/Lilah, slightly NSFW)

Gifset: Dawn Summers + Outfits (Season 6) by clarkgriffon (Dawn, worksafe)

Gifset: I'm blonde. I-I colored my hair again, I'm blonde. Yes, I noticed. by clarkgriffon (Anya, worksafe)

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[Reviews & Recaps]

Just watched "The Body"(still a great episode) and ... by thequeenofsastiel

Rewatching s5 and it really blows my mind that after Glory showed up at Buffy's house... by thequeenofsastiel

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[Fandom Discussions]

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Prompts: faith WOULD ask buffy to make out with her in order to put on a show by lesbianmarrow

wait wait wait say more about your evil s6 willowfaith buffytara agenda... answered by thegrimmgrimm

Buffy rekindling her romance with Angel after he cane back from hell... by yarboyandy

People always say Spike wasn't able to love selflessly as a vampire [BUT] by suiriswhite

when Spike comes over looking for his lighter... by mybloodyvampire

I have to wonder why Buffy thought Spike was still looking after Dawn... by thequeenofsastiel

[seeing red actually DOES make sense] for a number of reasons... by thequeenofsastiel

just watched first daughter (2004) and [marc blucas was good and the BTVS writing failed Riley] by aahsoka

My toxic trait is believing that Lilah and Wesley were soulmates... by thefanggangismymuse

POLL: Who would be your ideal romantic endgame for Buffy Summers? by positive-polls

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What If: Dawn knew [her date] was a vampire? by nightshade and others

Spike/Joyce Playlist (Friendship) by Djehutimose

Cyborg Adam is a better villain than edgy goth girl Willow by Legitimate_Heron_696

The under-utilization of Anya by Stellz04

As a straight man I have to appreciate just how ridiculously handsome Giles is... [ASH appreciation] by AxelNoir

S3, Ep 3 [tell my why you enjoy Faith] by veganbethb

If you were Willow, After Buffy's Death, would have gotten Faith out of prison?? by samof1994

Fuffy Question by friendofathena

First time watching Angel and omg?? by SnooPoems3080

Annoying one! [Eve] by Taunammi

When and why did you start watching Buffy? by Sorry-Analysis8628

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what storylines and themes would you have liked to see explored? [in a S8 on TV] by shukii89

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Hey, hey, hey, lovely, the questions are from here

2. A minor or extinct house you need more lore on; you think I'd go Mallister, but no, I want to be part of the people making the Mallister lore, I have stolen them from GRRM, they are mine now, I'll share them obviously with other patrek, patrek, patrek enthusiasts. All those really borderline magical houses intrigue me, House Reed and all the other Crannogmen please; the Knotts and the Liddells and the Flints of the mountains, all those nomadic northern ones; that one at the edge of the Iron Islands, House Farwynd, are they Selkies? Are they warging into seals? Are they just a little bit like Shetlanders? Also it's kind of basic bitch of me, but House Dayne, they're very bloody sexy but I just want to see their real depth. (Also were House Poole once Crannogmen, their name kind of fits?) 5. Dead female character I need to save: Kyra. Obviously. Also I really should save Elia because personal affinity reasons. And then I think I'd have to save Lyanna too (I have written a POV of an older, saved, her, thanks to Eva being galaxy brained, and oh it was so interesting). Also Dacey so I can marry her please. Plus let's save all the live women, Jeyne P. and Jeyne W. and Pia especially. 6. A book or character you didn't like at first but have come to love - had a difficult initial relationship with feast and at first I found Brienne's chapters tricky but I came to really enjoy them. (I love her and I love wee Pod). And I didn't dislike Arya at first, but I was a bit bored by her, she just seemed quite like all those tomboy preteens I'd read as kid, Scout and Lyra and Tyke Tiler (British 70s children's novel that was still the kind of thing forced upon you in English in 90s Britain). But actually once she gets to Braavos, I'm much more enthralled and the Mercy chapter, oh, it floors me. 9. Build your small council - Tyrion, Gilly, Missandei (even though she's 11), in fact let's go Shireen too, and Wex (master of whisperers), and then before Tyrion kills me for making it a model UN class project, Barbrey, Arianna, Davos, and one of Asha's ratboys to be master of ships (She's busy ruling the Iron Island in my head). 10. A quote so good it makes you crazy -  Tyrion ruminating on the inevitability of history (and it feels like nature and nurture too, how generational trauma gets woven into us); It all goes back and back, Tyrion thought, to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. We are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us, and one day our own children will take up our strings and dance on in our steads. Theon arguing vociferously that trauma does not need to be physical; The noose I wore was not made of hempen rope, that's true enough, but I felt it all the same. And it chafed, Ser Rodrik. It chafed me raw. Sansa realising how her trauma has a molded her; My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. (I love this, I steal it for characterisation constantly, because being porcelain is such an interesting image especially)

And finally my boy Jon being a poet; The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass. Even the mud puddles had a bright brown sheen. Through the shimmering greenery, the black tents of his brothers were encased in a fine glaze of ice.

So there is magic beyond the Wall after all. He found himself thinking of his sisters, perhaps because he'd dreamed of them last night. Sansa would call this an enchantment, and tears would fill her eyes at the wonder of it, but Arya would run out laughing and shouting, wanting to touch it all. 15. Favourite Parent - Cersei (she's a terrible parent I realise, but she's the only parent who lives in my pocket) 24. A ship that gives me the ick - Jon Arya (actually find shipping her with anyone very difficult, she's very 11 in my head, I know its weird because I ship Sansa with a whole raft of people and there's only 2 years between them, but it is what it is, but also for me the idea of them being romantic very much diminishes their current love for another, why does a heartfelt sibling (or platonic in some other sense) relationship need to be really just oh its actually all lust filled romance?) 36. All the dub-con, non-con that gets sexy, I'm just there scrunching my nose, wondering if there's something GRRM needs to properly address with his therapist rather than continually writing into asoiaf. Oh and the timelines piss me off no end, House Stark in charge of the North for 8000 years! Eight Bloody Thousand? Really? And there's been basically no systemic change in society over that time? Was feudal back then? Still feudal now? Hardly any linguistic evolvement over those thousands of years? Etc. Thanks so much.

[legends-art-forever]

Ninjago Spinjitzu Brothers:

—Forest of Illusions—

Chapter 5

As the figure fell down but once he hit the ground, he turned to dust and just disappeared. "Huh-? Where'd he go?!" Garmadon asked himself, looking around to see if the figure is somewhere else here, but he didn't. "Hmm-" he picked his sword back up and put it in its holster, then continued through the woods. The first Spinjitzu Master continues to stare down at his son, awaiting for an answer from him. "Well-?" He raised a brow, and his hands are behind his back. "I- we didn't mean to, Father! We were just trying to help others. you taught us that sometimes you need to put aside your own needs for the greater good." Wu finally replied. Nervous, but he knew he had to answer otherwise their father would be even more mad. "Your brother is changing, and you seek to help others more than him?" The first Spinjitzu Master asked. "No! They just needed help, father! We couldn't just sit their and let the jewel be taken or let innocent people be turned to puppets or trapped in pyramids and paintings!" Wu cried back. "I sent you to retrieve the tea leafs. and that is all." The first Spinjitzu Master said. "Well, once I find Garmadon, we will continue to the northern ocean!" Wu replied. "No." The First Spinjitzu Master called out, Walking closer to Wu. "You already had your chance. and you failed." Wu backed up a bit. "I will get the tea leaf and you boys will head back home" the First Spinjitzu Master said. Walking past Wu, but then he got stopped before he could go any farther. "No." Wu said. "What?" His father stopped and sounded unhappy when he heard that. "What do you mean 'no''?" He asked. "Garmadon and I will get it." Wu said. Holding onto his staff tightly. "You seek to disobey me more?!" The first Spinjitzu Master yelled. Sounding even more unpleased and he refused to face towards Wu. "No, I don't. I will not disobey father more- but you're not him." Wu said. Not afraid of saying that even though it possibly could've been their father, but he, knew it wasn't. "I realized something about this forest, that their is a way to tell illusions apart from the real thing. The footsteps I saw earlier weren't really there they were illusions! It looked like they were actually there, but it was fake the footsteps had no detail to it- it was blank. like it was just a perfect indent in the ground. And you, you look just like father, accept.....I can't see your face. It's blank, just like the footsteps. You're an illusion!" Wu said.

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Lilith: Abyss of Stars

Designer's Reflection: Abyss of Stars

Obtained: Diamond Arena season 4

Rarity: UR

Attribute: Blue/Cool

Awakened Suit: Star Lurk

Story - transcripts from Designer's Reflection

Chapter 1 - House of Dolls

Chapter 2 - Belief of the Utmost Beauty

Chapter 3 - Melody of Love

Chapter 4 - Echoes of Emptiness

Chapter 5 - Forever Love

Story - summarized

You enter an old museum and find an exhibit about Queen Lilith. One of the mannequins in the room holds a violin, which begins talking to you.

It belonged to Nolan, a young prodigy who mastered music at the age of 12. Despite his grand talent, he kept looking for a deeper meaning to life. He would play in the open fields just outside his town.

Queen Lilith happened to be walking by one day. She loved his music and wanted him to play for her forever. Nolan was struck by his beauty, and he fell hopelessly in love with her. He returned to the palace with her, comparing her to roses and moonlight.

But the queen was so busy all the time that she rarely saw him again. Nolan became depressed, obsessed with seeing Lilith again and playing for her. So, he stationed himself just outside her bedroom window and played every night. He began starving and wasting away, trying to hang onto that one, pure, romantic moment with Lilith. Finally, she did come to visit - he died immediately.

The violin explained that the boy's likeness was preserved in a mannequin, and that was the only way for Lilith to hold onto that "love." But now, the violin, the mannequin, and the music all have faded into time. The museum is abandoned.

Connections

-In the Christmas event Puppet Encounter, Lilibet knows that the queen loves music, so she tricks the musical toy into giving him her violin.

-The violin mentioned that the Nolan mannequin looked like a demon had taken the boy's talent and likeness and put it into a doll. By this point, Nightbane and Lilith were already working together, as shown in Voice of Desire.

-We are introduced to this Reflection by going to the National Museum of Lilith Kingdom. In Love Nikki, Ninir's name changed to Lilith, in honor of the most beautiful queen.

Fun Facts

-Even though the violin thought it was a demonic force, it was actually a doll-maker that crafted the mannequins. In the Index, under the Profile section, the last info box explains that the doll-maker was summoned right away and built the dolls.

[thequietmanno1]

Thelreads, MHA 289, Replies Part 1

1) “True despair be upon those kids, on Chapter 289: Miss Candid and Miss Shut-away

alright what the fuck is that title

horikoshi? Hori- Don’t ignore me, what the fuck is that title-“- Two girls having a conversation, each not really getting enough about the other to truly understand where they’re coming from, in turn only deepening the misunderstanding and conflict between them.

2) “Meanwhile, let’s see Hadou and Ida rushing towards the epicenter of death, even though Ida very clearly was not invited for the party. Look man, if you get turned into dust I’m blaming it solely on you.”- He’s arguably the best one for swiftly transforming the injured out of the danger Zone, whilst Izuku and the rest work to keep Tomura from widening that Danger zone even more.

3) “Yeah but considering the main one is midoriya and the lesson he always gives is “destroy yourself to save others” I have a feeling this won’t end that well for you.”- Iida unintentionally throwing Bakugo under the bus, though I suppose you could say Bakugo teaches others what to do by demonstrating the opposite response to social niceties.

4) “Shoto is there and he confirmed officially we’re still not free from Bakugo, but let’s see how that development goes until the end of the chapter, we already have a few graves open by the side, it would be terrible to waste them.”- I’m impressed Shoto didn’t touch down to lighten his load a little before grabbing Izuku. You know it’s gotta be harder for him to fly when he only has a single jet thruster to work with.

5) “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST SHIGARAKI

OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK

IT’S BEEN QUITE SOME TIME SINCE YOU DID SOMETHING THAT HORRIFYING GOOD LORD”- Ok, let’s just be honest here. If/When Izuku figures out how to control Black Whip to a similar degree, he;s gonna be pulling the exact same stunt, using tendrils directly controlled by his willpower to puppet his broken body to keep fighting. Their final clash will look like somebody putting on the world’s most intense Puppet show.

6) “Oh you two already got here? alright

Miss Uzumaki and dash-dabbing are here to save the day and hopefully not join the row of graves right out of view”-Honestly, getting some fresh meat in the grinder here gives Izuku and the rest some breathing room before they join in, and they all need that. Tomura doesn’t give a crap about down-time, but the heroes need to be prioritising their health and wellbeing for the sake of the endangered civilians they’ve gotta rescue in the aftermath of all this.

7) “oh you mean that thing that is just there in plainview, approaching at the speed of mach-fuck who will be here in less than two minutes Ida? thank you two, what would we be with that mail office”- Well, not like Izuku’s been able to check his smartphone for the latest news events when Tomura/AFO has been hounding him like Mr X on a bad day.

8) “HO HO HO HADOU IS FUCKING PISSED RIGHT NOW

I HAVE A FEELING SOMEONE IS ABOUT TO MEET A WORLD OF PAIN”- If I recall right, Ryuko was also Hadou’s mentor figure during the internships, so she’s doubly angry at seeing her so messed up at Tomura’s hands. 9) “I HAVE A FEELING THAT’S AFO AGAIN

SEEMS LIKE HE MANAGED TO GET CONTROL FOR A FEW INSTANTS, WHICH MEANS WE’RE ABOUT TO GO FOR ROUND TWO UNTIL SHIGARAKI TAKE THE WHEEL AGAIN”- It’s honestly really hard to tell who’s in the driver’s seat, but in general, whenever “Tomura” starts getting mean and disparaging towards his enemies, that’s the cue that AFO’s in command 10) “Uraraka is an expert in hand-to-hand combat, but Toga is a master of dodging, which means this is gonna take a while, at least until Machia run them over. I’m surprised Uraraka even managed to tap her clothes like that.”- If not for last chapter’s extra segment, I’d have almostthough Toga put in the time to get clothes on so Uraraka couldn’t float her easily, almost like a shield. Instead, I now know it’s because the PR department didn’t want a mostly-naked girl fight and the bad press that’d have brung. 11) “oh my god is toga baring her soul and trying to explain to Uraraka why she acts the way she does? What she thinks, what she feels, but Uraraka here is more concerned with taking her down for the safety of all?Horikoshi, what have I done to be hurt like this?”- It’s honestly not that different from Curious’ own “interview” with her, with one side given their opinion of Toga’s actions and her perception amidst the public, whilst the other furiously brushes off what they’re saying on the surface in favour of fighting them. The difference is, Last time it was Toga who was focusing on the fight, due to her dislike of Curious and her giving a biased viewpoint of her actions with a political intent to spin them to further the MLA’s cause, whereas this time, she’s the one genuinely expressing herself in private to somebody she likes, and that person isn’t getting the hint.

12) “Oh, was it Mina’s cousin, the blue lady that went splat? Yeah I recall that. I wonder how Uraraka will react knowing it was her power that killed her. Not that well I assume.”- Toga bringing up Curious furthers the parallel, because it’s clear she’s thinking back of that conversation as the last time she “opened up” to an outsider besides the league, and unfortunately it’s going about as swimmingly. @thelreads