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[muffinlance]

That moment when you have to completely stop using Google docs for your writing because the AI spellchecker is actively, insistently wrong, when it catches things at all

Anyway here's me crawling back to LibreOffice and Scrivener like the disloyal hussy I am

[slickricklj]

Jill Valentine + Chris Redfield - When you know, you know.

Bonus:

[aro-in-danyl]

Alastor as a "Gift from God" AU part 2

I'll have you know it is very difficult to write from the POV of God so you get Roo instead. I had to look up bible verses for this.

PART 1 here.

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On the day of the first extermination cleanse.

When the first sinner was slain, Roo felt the soul attempt to rise. A fruitless endeavor, for their sinful deeds in life and in death ensured her roots bound the severed pieces of the soul to her.

Foolish angels, in culling the herd and stifling even the thought of rebellion, they only made her stronger. Roo tightened her vines around the soul and attempted to drag it down, down through the 7 rings, and to her.

Attempted, because before she even got past the Pride Ring, a stronger force yanked the soul upwards. Enraged and in disbelief she tightened her hold around the other souls being slaughtered by the dozens, but each and every time they were ripped from her grasp.

At the end of the day, when the exorcists were flying up and away from the slaughter, the portal to Heaven opened and Roo latched onto the connection and demanded an explanation.

"Have you gone back on your word?" her tone was taunting but her desperation and anger festered, "These souls are mine. Their punishment is meant to be eternal!"

Roo did not expect a response, God had not spoken to her since The Beginning, and God had no foothold in hell - usually. Today, apparently, was an exception.

God spoke to her, "My creations all return unto me in The End regardless. You know I cannot bare to be separated forever."

Roo did not buy this, "What ever happened to 'Depart from me, you who are cursed' was that not written?"

"Said by a King, not I." God refuted.

"But within your holy text." Roo sniped, "You reward their sin, their rejection of you, by accepting them back with open arms?"

"If you think that is what will happen to those who reject me twice, you know me not at all." And perversely, Roo felt relieved at this admission. "The righteous will have eternal life, the sinful - upon second death - nothing."

"And keeping them from me was merely a happy coincidence?" Roo felt emboldened, God must see her as a bigger threat than she thought, "To twist the meaning of your eternal punishment to exclude me, why I'd almost call that a quality worthy of a demon."

The portal, which had only been open seconds, pulsed with the force of God's anger.

Roo laughed. "You fear me enough to risk your angels falling into my grasp once again. Do you think this latest stunt of yours will keep me weak forever?"

"My angels have learned to evade you since then."

"Careful there." Roo feigned concern, "Anymore hubris and I'll have to save you a seat in Pride. I could put you next to your favorite child, wouldn't that be nice?"

God ignored the taunt, "I know your roots grow stronger on Earth. More fall to you everyday. Faster than even my best angels can catch them."

Roo smiled at the admission. To have her work acknowledged by the being who created everything, everything that would someday be corrupted and belong wholly to her.

God continued, "It is a testament to your strength that The End may be sooner than I thought."

Roo stopped cold. Her strength came from corrupting the creations of God, but if there was nothing to corrupt...

Ah. She thought. Nothing truly is an eternal punishment.

"Unless," God hedged. "We come to an arrangement?"

Suddenly the reason for God's desire to converse with her made sense. Here she was, weakened from the loss of over a hundred damned souls, from an event that would become a yearly occurrence. Here God was, with the threat of The End poised upon their fingertips, attempting to force her compliance.

And it was working.

But God had shown their hand too early, "How utterly demonic of you! You want to compromise with me? To reason with me?" She used her roots to trip a flailing exorcist trying to remove its spear from a corpse just because, "What can you offer me?"

"I will not hasten The End before its time." God stated, as if the threat of nothing was enough now that she knew God wanted something from her that they could not get themselves.

"You do not want to destroy everything you've created; you want it even less than I do. What is it you desire?"

The last few exorcists were getting ready to return via the portal, their clothes splatted in shade of red and an abundance of gore. They had yet to develop a tolerance to the violence they were perpetuating. Roo knew, just as God did, that many of the angels after slaughtering their first few sinners, had ripped their helmet off and vomited in disgust and despair.

Roo could feel their shock, their inner turmoil, their sense of righteousness, their loyalty to heaven. With time, and more exterminations cleanses, they would learn to enjoy the bloodshed. Or they would break. Such was the way of war.

"I wish to create a gift for Lucifer," God began, "A gift that will challenge him, embolden him, and remain by his side."

Lucifer! Why did it always come back to him? Around them, the corpses of the damned littered her domain never to rise again, God's angels grappled with the weight of their heavenly duty, and her influence weakened for the first time in decades. And yet it was Lucifer that made God lower themselves to speak with her!

Roo reigned in her rage, "And what does that have to do with me?"

"I am creating something unlike anything I've ever created before." God directed her attention back to the weak angel who'd finally pulled their spear from a corpse, "Immune to angelic destruction. Stronger than a thousand sinners, with the potential to stand against my Archangels, capable of vengeance and retribution."

Roo salivated. "And you're sending it here." Roo let the last of the shattered souls in her grasp go, not even paying attention as it shot upwards and away. "You'd create such a thing and put in my hands the instrument of your demise?"

"Which is why I appear before you. You know sin more intimately than I. So I implore you to cast off a piece of yourself for this gift and I shall do the same."

"And what is this gift?" The exorcist was attempting to clean the gore from the spear and failing. "And why should I give you anymore of myself when you've already taken so much?"

"A human soul."

"You intend to create a soul destined to hell before its first sin and gift it to the being who prizes free will above all else. Do you imagine he will thank you?" Roo didn't care about Lucifer's feelings regarding this gift, she couldn't wait to see the fallout actually, but she couldn't help but point out the obvious.

"No," God said, "he will not. As for you, this soul will bring a new age upon your realm. They will be The Avenger of the worthy. And a nightmare to everyone else."

"Do not repay anyone evil for evil," Roo quoted. "Is that why you need me? You want to avoid going against your own words, so you seek to blame me instead."

She did not give God time to respond, "But you still haven't told me what I gain. What do I care for this promised 'new age' or so-called Avenger when I am still trapped?"

"And that is my bargain," God attempted to comfort one of the angels weeping over a small sinner's corpse but their touch fell short. Seems they did not have power over anything in her realm but exorcised souls, she mused.

"With a piece of us both, this soul will have a direct link to us in a way no fully mortal being has before."

Roo would've gasped if she was capable of breathing, "Speak plainly!"

"They could free you."

"What's the catch? Why would you give them this power?" She could hardly believe it. It was too good to be true.

"You have the chance to be free. But you must convince this soul to do so of their own free will, knowing fully the consequences of your freedom." Roo dismissed this, she was The Root of Sin for a reason, and this soul was destined for her realm anyway.

"You are forbidden from interfering with their life before hell. And you must find this soul yourself once they fall."

A minor setback, but the call of freedom was strong. Still, she was not so blinded by this opportunity that she wouldn't ask, "And what, do you, The Almighty God, gain from this bargain?"

"A hellborn will become your greatest adversary, they will attempt to redeem sinners and remove them from your grasp." The portal to Heaven began to close.

"And should they succeed, your chance to convince The Avenger will begin to close. And you will never know freedom."

"A time limit!" She should've known they wouldn't play fair, "How long?"

They turned her attention to the newly built Tower in the center of the Pentagram. The timer below flipped through the numbers at record speed until it hit 365. "Seven full moons after the clock strikes zero for the last time. Do we have an agreement?"

God's voice was strong as ever, but the portal was now only the size of a quarter. Roo knew manipulation and this reeked of it, how clever of God to wait until the last moment to share all the details when she had so little time to think of it.

"When in hell, you use the proper term." Roo pretended to scold them. She reached out to the fading tendrils of God and sunk her thorns in as deep into the connection as she could.

"We have a deal."

[wewerebornsextuplets]

@girlymatsu ive been unable to stop thinking about these three being friends since you mentioned it, so i hope you dont mind that i drew out a few ideas ^^;!!

[rotzaprachim]

I don’t think people posting “I’m not going to cry about it” [the deaths of anyone] in regards to what’s happening in Palestine and Israel right now realize how fucking callous that is. Well, maybe you aren’t, but some people very much are, and the fact that you don’t hold any emotional, cultural, or familial connections to the victims of violence and can just shrug it off under broader ideologies is a sign of your incredible privilege and remove, not of sensitivity and solidarity

[boycterium]

The perspective, the camera following Utena results in the pillar seemingly spinning in a cog-like motion. The walls surrounding the dueling arena resemble the teeth on a gear. And all the other visual symbolism of machines in the series: Akio's projector, and Akio trying to crush them between the mechanical walls in the movie, the cars and the "lesser" motorcycles and Utena turning into a car(playing by Akio's rules to possess powers and giving Anthy total control over those powers instead of using them to "save" her)

[tbcanary]

i think. one of the things that bothers me about how people write jason. is that there tends to be this sort of dichotomy. either he’s a nerd who loves classics and misses his family and is misunderstood, and therefore can’t possibly be to blame for the things he’s done, or he’s a ruthless killing machine with no redeeming qualities. and for me one of the things that i like is the way those two things coexist. he can be well-read, but mixed in with classic lit is ethics and philosophy lit that endorses his own stance on killing as an imperative or obligation. he can miss and care for (some of) his family, and also never want to see them or spend time with them, and also bristle and lash out and hurt them when they get too close. he can mourn the loss of his own childhood and parents while still killing others and ruining lives he deems unworthy. he’s not soft and wholly blameless, nor is he without relatable and redeeming qualities. that’s what makes him interesting.

[maple-writes]

I love owning a printer. It's such a nice little luxury. I can print things right here at my home whenever I want or need to AND it's an inkjet and I can print on photo paper and stuff too

[badlydrawnkankri]

what exactly does it mean to be a seer of *blood*? how do you *See* blood?

[protectcosette]

there's something very special about hanging out with new friends

[lightasthesun]

question for my fellow codywan crazies.

what two colours do you associate the most with Cody? Or which do you think fit him best for whatever reason.

[archie-gray]

i miss the trains in england. and europe 😔

[throwawayasoiafaccount]

answering I have no point of view of rhaegar but the mentions are from people who were in love with him joncon, cercei or people like barristan who is an ass kisser who follows the megalomaniac daenerys who believes that rhaegar was perfect, besides he says that he could not be happy something like that following ned is not a reliable point of view either because he arrived when lyanna was dying neither viserys or the maniac daenerys are not reliable because they believe in the propaganda that her brother fought for the woman he loved a means to justify his crimes 2 being a tough stubborn and intelligent girl does not make you not be a victim of manipulation or grooming of what he did he let a girl die alone he fought for her father he made a child live with the stigma also his guards took ned away from his sister in a traumatic moment. 3 of course he didn't plan to die because he's like his sister Daenerys who believes that everything revolves around them and that they alone can save the world because in their megalomania they believe that they could get away with it, he was so arrogant to believe that he was going to be victorious

ned is not a reliable point of view ned is a hypocrite who let his wife mistreat his nephew who let horrible things happen who basically dismissed lyanna's feelings about robert who said that brandon and lyanna sought their endings who blamed lyanna's savagery on her sister and not the idiot who took advantage of her she the one truly responsible was rhaegar so ned who is not an example of morality when it comes to jon or lyanna because he failed them both

I know it was a fever dream but it doesn't change anything. He was irresponsible for taking her to Dome. It's a land where she would be far away from everyone and dangerous because of his wife's family. It could put Lyanna and Jon in danger because he was even a fool to take a girl that he turned into his lover to his wife's land. I'm not a fan of Elia Martell. In fact, she's a tertiary character that I don't care about.

anon,

glad you seem to know what a period is, though i wish you used it more often.

also, you’re delusional, and frankly, i don’t think you’ve read a single Daenerys chapter.

[leprosycock]

your posts about l leaving offbrand were posted in the j thread on l0lcow. they also started talking about hlly. people are seemingly catching on

hoo fucking boy the current h*lly drama is REALLY good and i’m in the process of collecting receipts for it so i can properly share what’s been going on w her and her fucking dumpster fire of a project. i cannot share my sources at the moment but gr*tto beasts is completely dead and she does not intend on sorting any of it out or improving the situation because she is a bitch ass coward, liar, loser, and an incompetent moron

[tchotchkez]

😮‍💨

[sorry for the hardcore tag rants, y'all]