#Saiph �� Answers

[doomingthenarrative]

So I’ve done some research I think you might be interested in. It’s not directly related to the current matter, but hey, sometimes looking at the past helps you better understand the present.

So. 2019 Carmen Sandiego seems to be most heavily based on the Where on Earth and TOK versions, and maybe a little bit of Math Detective and Word Detective bc of Devineaux’s inclusion. With that in mind!

Where On Earth

Definitely has ass, thank you WOE for your supply of Carmen in different outfits.

Treasures of Knowledge

Inconclusive?? The second one is the best shot and looks more like no ass, but it’s at such a weird angle it’s hard to tell.

Math Detective

I could only find one shot but it’s a pretty damning one. No ass WHATSOEVER.

Conclusion? I dunno. But I think the people should see this.

thank you so much for this research it is incredibly helpful<3 i will pass it along to the court

[manyfandomocs]

WBW + Saiph

B A S I C S

full name: Saiph Beru Skywalker

gender: Cisgender Female

sexuality: Bisexual

pronouns: She/Her

O T H E R S

family: Luke Skywalker (father), Rigel Skywalker (mother), Leia Organa (aunt), Han Solo (uncle), Ben Solo (cousin), Orion Arcoum (maternal grandfather), Arquil Lyra (maternal grandmother), Anakin Skywalker (paternal grandfather), Padmé Amidala (paternal grandmother)

birthplace: Tatooine

job: Jedi (training incomplete), Resistance Captain

phobias: The dark side, Kylo Ren

guilty pleasures: Flying

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: chaotic good

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert

organized/disorganized

close minded/open-minded 

calm/anxious

disagreeable/agreeable

cautious/reckless

patient/impatient

outspoken/reserved

leader/follower

empathetic/unemphatic 

optimistic/pessimistic

traditional/modern

hard-working/lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Saiph/Rey

ot3: Saiph/Rey/Finn

brotp: Saiph/Poe

notp: Saiph/Rose

Send WBW and an oc for…

(tagging @rose-of-oz)

[alterhumansafespace]

A fenrir kin! Nice to meet you. How did you discover that?

Asking because you are primarily a dragon (?) and it's quite hard for me to understand individuals who have more than 1 kintype unless they're related somewhat. To be honest it used to be I didn't understand at all but now I discovered I was a kelpie so...

It's directly related to being an incarnation of Loki for me. If it's not related I definitely have a hard time understanding so if you want to share I'd love to hear.

It’s a pleasure to meet you as well! Glad to talk to someone who’s an incarnation of Loki.

Being Fenrirkin is specifically a Copingkin I never really asked to have. Yes, I do love Norse mythology, but being a copingkin of Fenrir can be… well- a bit self destructive for me.

I had been reading a lot into the binding of Fenrir and other information on him. Parts of the story correlate uncannily. When I experience Fenrir shifts, the room felt too small and the intense desire to bite at my right hand was always prominent. I get a constant feeling of being suspicious of authority, sometimes this includes questioning and thinking I know better. But the hardest thing is the intense feeling of betrayal that comes during Fenrir shifts, especially of the ones who were treating you right.

The betrayal part comes from traumas I dealt with. The multitude of gods equating to my family always saying that each other are liars, and others who constantly betrayed my trust. Tyr can be substituted for three different people. My mother, my father or my ex. I tend to associate Tyr more with my ex due to closer similarities.

I wasn’t the best after the breakup and I did lash out viciously. The sword that is stated to hold Fenrir’s jaws open correlate to my need to scream or a need to explain to my ex how his betrayal hurt me, for how sorry I am for hurting him. The bindings are a creation of anger/rage and extreme guilt.

I have always felt a very close tie and extremely empathize with Fenrir’s story. It’s almost like a deeply rooted spiritual connection that isn’t easy to describe. My mental/perception shifts do not feel like that of a normal human. No, they’re intensified by a different sort of emotion that felt very nonhuman in nature.

As for explaining being a polykin with pretty different kintypes, it’s a bit confusing, but not impossible. My dragonself is much less destructive and almost guide like in how I behave. The pride I get when talking about strength are different levels. For my dragonself strength is something I take pride in, but I don’t feel like it’ll crumble at any moment. For my Fenrir self, if I have it questioned, I want to prove myself. This does end up that if someone I consider close to tells me that I am weak, I will break and will either shut down or lash out. Thankfully the lashing out is only internally, but it is destructive by nature.

There are specific behaviors that happen that do not correlate between my dragonself and Fenrir self. As my Fenrir self is much less shifty and is an involuntary identity that allows me to cope with betrayals.

Being a dragon comes with its own difficulties, but I tend to mentally know the difference between my Fenrir tendencies and my dragon tendencies. It all depends on how high, and how self destructive, my emotions get.

I do apologize if it’s a little incoherent. I tried my best to explain the best I could how I separated shifts and behaviors of my two animalistic kintypes. As well as explaining how I came to the conclusion.

I don’t consider myself as Fenrir Otherkin. Involuntarily identifying as and with Fenrir is purely a way of coping that I never asked for as stated above.

Hopefully this explains it enough for a general understanding

>Saiph 🐉

Edit: if you’d like further explanation or clarification, feel free to DM me or send another ask. I’m a very open person and I get good vibes from you

[stxrrbright]

Lena do you think it's strange that so many shape shifting cats seem to find you?

"Not at all! I don't have any complaints. I like their company, and I know Saiph does too."

[obsidianpen]

Hello op how is your day?(Or night i think our timezones are different) I just wanted to confirm something if you have the time to answer So your current focus is blood and gold Afterwards you plan on finishing no glory And then your other new fics are incendiary and lightning And if you even want or are (hopefully) able to continue your fantastic storytelling by then and life doesn't get in the way here's a few ideas you've talked about on your blog A Volmione story A story about whaaaat if Bellatrix had a son named saiph(I don't know if I got that right) And a story with locket tom and harry and Hermione? Btw I'm not trying to freak you out or pressure you into a tight schedule or anything like that after all you're being incredibly generous by sharing your gift with the rest of us by telling the stories that we're reading currently I'm just a weird person and i like to know about these things Sorry if this ask is a bother you can ignore it if you want Love to you and your family ����

hooooooo boy! Don’t forget that crazy Pokémon AU idea I wanted to write lmao. And the fem!harry one. because this list obviously should be longer.

I guess, assuming I’m still writing fanfics for years to come, and I don’t die soon, I would finish NG and then yeah, write more of Lightning or Incendiary. I might also write the hermione/tom/harry fic because I imagine that as a one shot. All the rest, I don’t think I’ll ever get to. I’d love to write the Volmione fic and even a whole story about my baby OC Saiph, but I don’t see it happening, realistically. :/

[nightsdreamgates]

— Time Flies [NiDG One Shot]

" Isn't it strange, how much you changed, NiGHTS? "

These words, echoes through their mind.

...

Things seemed to had take a calmer turn, unlike the earlier weeks. It feels the war would take rising turns and then quick falls, like a roller coaster, but with no fun in them. Eyes glaring through the blue grayish sky, the soft clouds of Nightopia swaying with the breeze that brushes the leafs of the tree where NiGHTS lays underneath it. His head resting on top of his palm, as his shoulders tensed, even if taking a long sigh to try ease the rising anxiety that they are controlling since ... Well ... Everything, apparently.

All on his own, no nightopians to flutter around, no nightmarens creeping and no visitors to save their skins as a way to pay for his sins of the past. Shutting down his eyes, he replayed the last conversation he had with his former friend.

...

" You know this isn't your fault, right? "

She speaks with a soft tone, yet her eyes looking so firmly, like they're holding his glance still, no way to escape the words that triggers a vulnerability that irritates yet satisfies him.

" It wasn't even your idea, NiGHTS, you we're stuck into following a made up destiny. "

His eyelids pressed against eachother. Lips curling into a slighrly deeper frown.

" One that many thought couldn't escape. "

He opened his eyes.

" Many, but you. "

And there still is, the same merciful eyes looking up at him, the glow that keeps shining and encouraging every being's heart to not give up, to not lose hope. This small flashback, where he floated on the corridors of the Hope's Temple, at the middle of the dawn, as Saiph, looked at him, knowingly of NiGHTS' apparent frustations.

" ... You've been denying so much of your own potential, because of the guilt ... Isn't it? "

NiGHTS couldn't look at her face, staying silent. It already given the answer that it wasn't necessary to hear, but to feel.

" ... I know is hard to believe, but as long as we stand, and not just wait for a miracle, but act to create one, things will be alright. "

She tries to comfort, which was enough for NiGHTS to mutter.

" My actions we're nothing but destruction. "

He confessed, it was one of these situations that felt weird to see someone like him in that state, but it made NiGHTS seen as more alive, vivid and raw, underneath the careless, carefree and anti-heroic facade.

" ... And are they still destructive than anything? "

Her comment made NiGHTS scoff, as if made him indifferent, but his eyes, the windows or their soul, revealed that, it made him thoughtful about it.

" NiGHTS... You came so far. Don't let your own shadows and some people make you feel afraid about yourself. "

Saiph approached, her hands holding his, which made NiGHTS look down at her with now more calmer eyes, yet his brows furrowed in mixed feelings of uncertainty.

" You are more than this. You are NiGHTS! And nothing will change it but you. Okay? "

Her cheerful comment, gave a change of image, his smile appearing softly and small, as if her words managed to touch him well.

...

The same smile is repeated, where he's at now, underneath the old oak tree, his shoulders relaxed and eyelashes fluttering slowly from his blinking.

" Don't worry bout' it. Not even somebody higher or low can stop me, even if it means to take every ounce of my being! "

I wanted to do a small yet quick one shot scenario of one from many ideas from NiGHTS: Into The Dramgates! Maybe a start to introduce bit by bit my AU! — 09/25/2024

[tartsinarat]

golden heir au!!!!!

a comprehensive guide that's in order to all things of my the owl house au "the golden heir" that will be updated as I go along with this au

Ps!! If anyone wants to ask questions about anything au related I would absolutely love to answer them!!

“Misc”

intro

au designs of king, Luz, Eda and Lilith

Au design of Belos

Au design of Philip

Au design of Evelyn

TILLYYYYY

Nimbus aka the best boy's design

Rando Pip sketch

Shitty meme sketches ,Pip edition

Grom outfits

-Number 3

Pip but furry edition /j (his non rotting curse form)

‘Prequel stuff”

-Caleb silently judges a single father of two /j

-a bedtime story

-creator and grimwalker bonding

- Pip and Hunter doodles

-kid Pip character sheet (plus hooty? ig)

-Pip helping Oleander practice his acting skills

“Season 1”

-rando screenshot edit

-Top student?

-Convention but Pip is included edition

-pride month

-super secret technique

-You... kept that shirt I gave you?

-umm… whatcha got there?

-the good witch Azura is peak fiction fite me

-pip gets traumatised by vine references

-Oleander character sheet + the quick story of “the witch who didn’t like musicals”

-sucks to be a human cheat sheet for glyphs

-nap time

“Battle of the bands”

-Luz serving cunt for days

-Pip in knock off ziggy stardust cosplay

-Willooooww

“Season 2”

-pov: you get positive affirmations from the gang

-Luz, king and Pip get ready to commit arson on Halloween /j

-The Golden guard gets bullied by a 15 year old for 24 seconds straight

-the Wittebane brother’s fight 2, the electric boogaloo (no knife edition)

-live Luz reaction

-Gilded birdcage

- HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

-Pip but magic lobotomy edition...

“Season 3”

-gravity falls crossover (non canon)

awkward sibling hug?

-Hair shaking intensifies -Pip’s extremely low effort human cosplay

-MASHAAAAAAAA <3

-DUMMMmmmm...HOOEEEWWW HOOEEEWWW HOOEEEWWW HOOEEWWew HOOEEWeeweew veeoom-eeoom veeoom-eeoom brrrrrRRRRRRR biw biw (tardis noises)

- Pip’s furry lamppost form + Hunter getting bullied for the hundredth time + NOW EAT THIS SUCKAAA water gun edition

-Hunter gets bullied for his fursona (shit post)

“Post canon” (wip)

ref sheet for Saiph

(Currently reworking Post canon Pips design)

[liquidstar]

🌙 you already told us bella's sleep schedule so please answer for the main 5 except bella! + 🗺️ for everyone you mentioned so far in the college AU ^_^

OMG YEAH! I ended up rambling a little so I'm putting it under a cut but tysmmm for the ask<3

🌙 - What’s their sleep schedule like?

OK! Like I said for Bella she's very early to bed early to rise but as for the others:

Polaris: She sleeps on the later side, and might sleep past breakfast, but she wakes up before noon at least. But please have breakfast anyway.

Saiph: sleeps early, wakes up early. Unsurprisingly the fire guy is a morning person. But unlike Bella he'll have the occasional "stay up until 3AM" night and won't even adjust when he wakes up

Al: He sleeps at like 5AM. You'll see him at noon. He might adjust this while on mission though. Unsurprisingly the shadow guy is a night owl

Mira: Goes to sleep early but she'll wake up on the later side with Polaris. Eepest girl in the world

🗺️ - What languages do they speak?

First off all the kids raised by Venus still know ASL on top of English, Saiph and Felis probably took it as their secondary language class in highschool for an easy A so that's it. Mira on the other hand would've taken Mandarin for herself on top of that.

Polaris probably only really speaks English, she would've still been raised by Thuban as a young kid so I'm not sure how much Inuktut she'd retained from her parents? Also she likely didn't do well in any language classes in school (dyslexia 😔), but I still think learning to speak in more languages is something she wants to do esp with her cartography interest overlapping w learning about the world.

Al speaks English and Japanese, though he's probably weaker in the latter, maybe speaking really formally? He'd never really committed to learning any specific language in highschool either, just no real motivation. I think he'd know some words or phrases in Cook Islands Maori from his mom but not enough to hold a conversation (might also highly depend on whether or not she's alive in this au idk 💀)

Bella speaks English and probably some French. Similar situation to Al, where she doesn't really speak much to the parent who knows it. Except she actually did commit to taking more classes for it in highschool so she can hold a conversation!

Bernard speaks English, and probably also picked up trace amounts of French from Vesta, he'd probably also take up Arabic for himself and still take Spanish in school, on top of classes for German and Latin. Mira thinks he used to be in one of her Mandarin classes too. Classic overachiever. Probably also speaks Klingon too if we're being honest.

Juno knows English and is actively studying Latin, maybe planning to take up Ancient Greek, Sanskrit, or Old Norse. Old languages pretty much.

Lacerta speaks English and Spanish, probably also took the latter in highschool despite already being fluid. Hilarious if she also speaks Klingon but keeps it a secret to protect her image.

And what's important to remember about Regulus is that, while he's annoying, all the things he thinks about himself are accurate. He IS that smart. He'd probably speak a bit of any language mentioned here and then some. (Except Klingon, he doesn't know what that is) But he's probably the most fluid in English, Farsi, and Latin.

Anyway if you noticed me saying probably and maybe a lot it's because the au still has a lot of concepts about it that are up in the air for rn so I'm not sticking to everything 100% concretely but this is what I think so far at least 👍 yay

[zempumpkin]

Master post ✞

welcome !!

Info about my blogs!!

𖦹 I dont post a lot here but I like to info dump about my fav things, like tv shows, cartoons, drawings, aliens, space, games etc...

𖦹 I sometimes post some things about my Au's or my own projects, it can be just info dump, drawing or even edit's

𖦹 I speak both Portuguese and English!! But i have some trouble while writing so pls be pacient

LINKS !!

‣ [Carrd]

‣ [Comissão]

TAGS !!

‣ [#my art💬]

‣ Saiph [Oc thing]

‣ Rise12 [being re-made]

‣ Spooky month [Mostly oc art]

That's all i think, if you want to ask anything go ahead and i will try to answer !

[lyricalchrysanthemum]

The World is Ours To Pick and Choose So

Cyrus Theron can’t really say he hated things, or loved too for that matter. He remembers when he first took Jupiter under his wing, Mars and Saturn too, all three of them would individually quiz him on what he hated or loved.

Jupiter Bellatrix would ask about entertainment, Mars Betelgeuse would ask about nourishment preferences, Saturn Rigel would ask about human behaviors. None of them would get the answer they wanted from the man who saved them, the man they would follow to the ends of the universe.

Even Charon Saiph would quiz him on his opinions, but his questions… were different.

“How do you feel about Sinnoh Champion, Cynthia Rutherford?”

“How do you feel about the three chosen children?”

“How do you feel about the universe?”

Cyrus could not give the scientist an answer he wanted. He simply crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows. All he could manage to answer was, ironically, “I have no answer.” Charon let out a small, ‘harumph’ before returning to his work under Cyrus’s watchful direction.

Charon would then tell him some weeks later, “For someone who’s devoted his life to becoming what is basically god, you having no opinion on those subjects is contradictory. I won’t question your integrity though.” For someone who’s so devoted to him, Charon had quite the mouth on him, Cyrus noted. But he didn’t say anything, half because Saturn already started chiding away at him for merely doubting Cyrus’s motivations.

—————

In truth, Cyrus did have at least one answer.

According to Sinnoh mythos, when Arceus was creating the world, its ultimate gift, its ultimate miracle, was the universe itself. What enables life for humans, and life for Pokemon, the grass they stand on, and the water they drink, the joy they laugh, and the grief they cry. Merely being alive in this beautiful universe was Arceus’s ultimate gift to you as an individual.

Yet Cyrus stands in front of Jubilife City and watches as parade floats march down the city and music blares and is sung with people’s full hearts out, thanking Arceus for even letting them be alive. But what has Arceus done for them? He can feel his heart freezing as the hollow delight they celebrate happens before his eyes.

He could only think of his parents, how rejected and hollowed he felt when he saw their looks of disdain. It was just as he saw Jupiter, Mars, and Saturn all in times of need, so vulnerable, where no one but he was willing to give them ground to stand on, save them. What kind of miracle gives people something that makes them vulnerable, causing everyone so much strife? Miracles are supposed to be perfect, so why are people struggling?

How can he feel joy in a so-called, incomplete miracle, that gives them emotions and attachments, a thing that distorts the world in every which way?

But it could be fixed, he could make it into something perfect, something worth celebrating. He just had to remove emotion from the world.

For now though, the universe was an empty miracle with no meaning. That was a definitive fact Cyrus knew for sure.

—————

In truth, Cyrus never met the chosen children once. He couldn’t really make an assessment of the three with only stories to go off of. Murals that rant and rave about how these children were unstoppable in the face of the end of the world, and will come back years later to save the world again and protect it eternally after. More miracles that are blessings to the world. He figured they were something to watch for, dangers that will step in his path every which way to prevent his plans to become a god.

However, this changed when he first made eye contact with knowledge’s tribute in Solaceon Ruins. A young boy writing down the unknown alphabet, researching and recording what knowledge he could extract from the world like the curious child he should be. He wondered if he knew his role in the world. He wondered what his perception of knowledge was, was it simply knowing? Or did it go further than that? Surely Uxie’s champion must know, and so he interviewed and battled him.

He disappointed him greatly though, as when he asked him questions about knowledge, the boy could only answer encyclopedic ideas. All he had was simple observations of the world with a lack of understanding. He could see from the way he interacted with the Unknown already, how he watched at a distance. All he was, was a smart kid who was coincidentally the professor’s aide. He may be smart, but how far will simple knowledge take him in life? How could he defend this world when he struggled to beat such a weak team?

He questioned what made him embody knowledge in the first place. A young boy who was only smart for a kid, not knowing anything someone with ties to the world should know. Surely even he was smarter than him, Saturn was for a fact.

So he walks away, the Unknown clearing a path for him in what he assumed was fear, although perhaps it was something else. He doesn’t turn back when the boy yells for him to wait, not giving the boy a chance to ask his questions. It doesn’t interest him that much anymore.

His encounter with willpower’s tribute in Celestic Ruins wasn’t anything to write home about either. The girl’s natural blue hair, and tired, dreary eyes, she was a one-for-one image of the girl in the ruins behind him. He wondered if she knew, but knowing or not, he decided to test her worth as Azelf’s champion both in battle and an interview.

However, she disappointed him greatly as she struggled against a team that wasn’t even at its full power. Her Prinplup, just a few levels shy of even evolving, seemed to want to collapse just as much as Murkrow wanted to, before it succumbed to the water pokemon. But if he wasn’t at his full power, how could she protect the world? Were the other children just as weak as her?

He questioned what made her embody willpower in the first place. He could tell from her answers that she was a simple girl who follows what the adults want of her, with no real wants of her own or desire to pursue things for herself. He could hear in her answers, she was someone who was once just like him, someone who was once just like Jupiter.

So he walks off, allowing the girl to see her prophecy for herself. He doesn’t stay to see her reaction, no matter how curious it may make him. Although, with dreary eyes like hers, it probably wouldn’t be any interesting.

He finally encountered his most detested champion to the world, the thing that distorts everything in this world, the emotion’s tribute. An energetic, rash boy who runs around with little attention to his surroundings. In fact, their encounter started when the blonde boy knocked into him. Of course a kid wouldn’t be enough to knock him over, but it still was mighty rude. The boy’s yelling about fines and other trivial things gave Cyrus enough time to get a good look, recognizing him as the blonde on the wall. So he quickly shifted the conversation, challenging the boy to a battle and questioning his ideas.

But he, just like his two friends, disappointed him. Although maybe he shouldn’t have expected anything of emotion given how much it ruined this world. His rash ignorance and yelling, it was almost as though there wasn’t anything there but energy. And that energy would turn into annoyance in the coming conversation, especially after his lost battle. He couldn’t do a lot to a less powerful team, and such an explosive boy had very little to say about emotions.

He questioned why Mespirit thought he embodied emotion in the first place. He clearly didn’t have consideration for others, and was so reckless and explosive that Cyrus thought he was the antithesis to what everyone should seek with emotion. Someone without control, someone unlike Mars.

So he walks away with his assessment on the final child, not turning an eye to the boy yelling at him to come back and pay up his fine for bumping into him. He had no interest in what else he had to say, he’s already seen enough.

Perhaps he shouldn’t be surprised anymore when the world legends lie about miracles, these three children clearly weren’t. They were simply, unremarkable children. He couldn’t wrap his head around how the lake guardians could prefer them over people like his admins. These weren’t worth being celebrated, just as the universe wasn’t worth being celebrated.

But while he’d fix them in his new universe too, he needs a child to join him.

Perhaps he could get emotion, given its easily exploitable nature, to join his efforts. How ironic would it be to see him turning these so-called perfect miracles against each other to ruin each other. Cyrus decides that, truly, he thinks these don’t mean anything.

They’re nothing but empty, only miracles in name.

—————

Cyrus knew Cynthia Rutherford since they were in college together. She always seemed to glow, no matter what, even in the dark, even in the rain. She topped all her classes, and won every battle. Rumors were always passed around about who she really was, some said she was just a prodigy, others tossed around the rumor she was Arceus’s favorite. The called her a living miracle.

Of course, the latter seemed like a stretch to Cyrus. But they didn’t talk outside of some “sorry”s or “excuse me”s. So years after college, and years after Cynthia was crowned champion of the Sinnoh region, he was confused when she shared her secret with him.

Cynthia was chosen by Arceus, it was watching down on her, and she sees visions of the end of the world caused by him. She says she wants to save the world, but more importantly, she wants to save him. By then Cyrus was already well on his way to accomplishing his goals, so he wondered why she “wants to save him.”

It’s peculiar of the resolute woman he heard of, you would think she should kill someone where they stand if it means destroying life as they speak in her eyes. But she didn’t do that. Instead she declared her goal, and walked off. It ticked him off, but he wouldn’t let it get to him, stop him. He’ll let their war be one-sided.

Yet every time she could manage, she tried to appeal to his goals, only the two battling when she decided she needed to appeal a different way and got desperate. Of course she pummeled him, she was the world champion, but everytime she let him go.

How could she? Arceus clearly wouldn’t be showing her those images if it didn’t want her to strike him down where she stood. Yet she didn’t do anything. It irritated him. If she was so obsessed, why didn’t she just order Garchomp to just end it already? Was she looking down at him?

Truly a waste of power, Arceus was a fool. He’ll show it what power is like, what a true miracle is like. He didn’t need its power to become like a god, he’ll become one all on his own.

An empty miracle is meaningless after all, which is just what Cynthia’s blessing was.

—————

Now as he watches the world distort and destroy itself, the chosen children screaming for their friend lying in a pool of red, and Arceus’s tribute standing with a horrified mouth agape, Cyrus questions why his team had concerns about his plan succeeding. The world that was supposed to be perfect, undeniable, with four tributes to stop him every which way, was bested in just one single bullet into one that was so easily manipulated.

Truly, this world, these children, and Arceus’s blessings were nothing but empty miracles.

And here, he watches them suffocate in its own blood.

[battlexworned]

📼

TW CONTENT FEATURING: implications of death, abuse.

Years had passed since his forging. Ironhide’s identity and consciousness expanded. The young mech became an energetic, rowdy and strong individual. Someone who isn’t easily swayed and will challenge anything that he sees as unfair or absurd, not even Procyon is able to control him. Which is a main factor as to why what little dynamic the two had was reduced to ashes.

His mentor promised to let Ironhide free to explore the outside world once his purpose was refined; sadly, Ironhide could spot the lies, Procyon wasn’t planning on letting him go any time soon. No matter the efforts Ironhide gave to his training, it just wasn’t enough for the forge master. And he didn’t quite understand why. Why the harsh expectations that seemed out right impossible to achieve? What has Ironhide done to deserve such demands? Because of this, the young mech slowly grew rebellious. He talked back, used his creativity in his training instead of following protocol, and he even choose his paint job to be that of red with yellow accents; Ironhide received a stern lecture from Procyon who wanted to choose the paint job for him. Ironhide just shrugged and smirked in triumph, it was worth the trouble. Not only that, every night without the acknowledgment of Procyon, Ironhide would leave the ship and explore the violet city of Praxus himself.

Down there, he has met many cybertronians of different backgrounds, identities and ambitions. Plenty of them became his friends. It was a whole new world for his optics. He has encountered more wonders than woes, despite the warnings of his mentor. “Pointless pleasures” my aft, Ironhide thought. This was the life, a life better than what he had, which as pure, cold isolation.

But how has he done this without getting caught? Well, with the help of one of Procyon’s soldiers of course! She went by the name of Saiph, a femme who grew pity of Ironhide’s struggles. So to help him, she covers his tracks whenever he sneaks away, and in return, Ironhide occasionally brings her souvenirs of whichever place in Praxus he traveled. Their relationship grew from compliance to almost sibling-like. Saiph was the only one in Procyon’s monotone, frigid ship that understood the young mech. Ironhide was grateful that she was there.

Unfortunately, this wouldn’t last long.

Ironhide was at the entrance of the ship, but the moment he has stepped forward inside, he could tell that something was about to go wrong. A question popped in his processor

… Where was Saiph?

At first, Ironhide didn’t think much of it. Maybe she’s distracting the old man away, he thought. However, that proved to be false as Ironhide walked to take a turn on a hall, and was met by the tall, freezing aura of Procyon; he stared down at the young mech as if he was expecting him. His mentor’s 3 optics pierced him with their glare, fear soon flowing. Ironhide was pretty much frozen in place, which his optics keeping contact with Procyon’s.

“ Ironhide, about time. Come, I’d like to have a word with you. “

The forge master’s voice was difficult to decipher emotions. However, his aura was clear as the blue sky: Procyon was mad. Ironhide couldn’t help but to notice, bright, pink dots on one of his mentor’s servos. The crawling sensation of fear grew ever stronger, that was energon no doubt. But from whom?

…Oh dear Primus-

“ …Where is Saiph? What is she doin’? “

“ You don’t have to worry about her anymore, young light. Furthermore, speak properly. Soldiers don’t talk in such manner. “

“ But that’s just how I talk tho’— wait, no, nu-uh you’re avoidin’ my question. Answer me- What did ya do to Saiph? “

“ I will answer, in due time. “

After those words, Procyon’s servo reached out and gripped Ironhide’s arm in a tight clutch and began to drag the young mech towards- Primus knows where. Ironhide immediately tried to resist, as his servo gripped Procyon’s as an attempt to take it away from his arm.

“ No ya won’t! Ya always do this- hidin’ the truth from me. Answer me NOW, where’s Saiph?! “

“ Enough. “

Procyon commanded, and as further prove that he was serious of this demand, the forge master tossed Ironhide towards a wall. The young mech didn’t let a sound escape as he felt the impact, but he was growing frustrated, angry while also, scared. Ironhide prayed that he wasn’t portraying the last emotion. After Procyon did this, he realized of his tainted servo. A hum as he thought, soon after, he swiped the energon away with his digits, right in front of Ironhide.

“ It seemed you already know the answer. It was for your own good. Saiph was nothing but a bad influence, filth. “

“ SHE WAS MY FRIEND! She didn’t have to die! “

“ Absolutely, she didn’t have to. But whose fault is that? You were the one who urged her to help you, you made her an accomplice when her duty should’ve remained to protect this ship. You caused her death, Ironhide. “

Ironhide was silent for a moment, the words of the forge master began to crumble his processor. He has never felt this distraught in his life. Oh Saiph, Ironhide thought once more, his frame trembling slightly in horror. What did he do to you?

No, lies. Liar. Ironhide’s anger began to overwhelm him, now the fearful posture soon corrected to that of an angered warrior, betrayed by the one who was supposed to be his beacon of guidance.

“ BULLSLAG! If I caused her death, where the hell is her energon on me? No one has it but YOU. You’re nothin’ but a damn murderer! Saiph didn’t deserve this, NO ONE DOES! “

“ You will stay in this ship, and this time you won’t set a pede on the outside world. You’ll never see the pure light of day until your purpose for Cybertron is complete. You will be a soldier, you will be under my command wether you like it, or not. “

With that, Procyon grabbed the young mech’s arm once again. During the entire walk towards the dark halls, Ironhide has done nothing but resist, yell and curse the forge master for his actions. Ironhide screamed and shouted that he will make sure Procyon pays one day, that he will never abide to the rules of someone like him. That he would rather die than to do Procyon’s dirty work.

The forge master’s anger grew, now passing through the halls where the mural was once there, now carved and ripped apart under his orders. A thought came through.

Even in death, even in the presence of this sparkling, your filth still haunts me. Ophelia.

[doomingthenarrative]

I’m was born a hater

But I’d argue the similarities between hot-to-go and YMCA end at their upbeat tempo and spelling a word.

Linguistically I think Hot-To-Go is the new L-O-V-E (L is for the way you look at me) for two reasons.

1. Spelling of a key word

2. Capturing the essence of love and relationships in today’s society. (From straight prudish monogamy to gay sexual liberation)

Open your eyes

-I’m still not listening to it

but the ymca is also gay. you’ve made an error here

[an-ungraceful-swan]

Are your ocs good liers?

So I had a long answer and then tumblr nerfed me so you get the highlights

Emi will lie for fun. Saiph would rather die. Imogen turns bright red. Vera lies like a second language.

[alterhumansafespace]

Hello! I have a question, do you think you could explain emotional shifts, astral shifts, aura shifts, bi-locational shifts and spiritual shifts to me? I know about mental shifts, and i can assume what perception shifts are about, but i've never heard about this other types of shifts!

Thank you!

I’ll definitely be posting each separately in their own terms of the week posts, but I’ll give a rundown of each with examples of how I personally experience them.

Shift types:

Emotional- basically they happens to come from a heightened state of emotion, which can be any.

Example: My copingkin has these shifts when I feel rejected, heightening the feeling into betrayal due to the fact that I cope as Fenrir from Norse myth.

Astral- where your alterhuman self leaves your human body. Normally found in meditation and dissociation, and requires a belief in the astral plain.

Example 1: I get this a lot with my dragonself. I’m a very spiritual person by nature.

Example 2: You could think of wolf walkers if you’ve seen the movie/clips of the movie on TikTok for this type of shift as well.

Aura- This one requires a belief in auras, but it’s where you feel the form of your life energy turn/as your alterhuman identity.

Example: I feel these a lot actually as I sometimes intertwine some of my phantom shifts as my dragonself.

Fun Fact: This is how I actually was able to figure out my dragonself’s appearance and size, as well as my Fenrir copinglink. My aura’s size changed drastically.

Bi-locational- It’s you feeling your alterhuman self in their natural habitat in a different location. This can be felt through double sensory input or vivid daydreaming.

Example: I get these a lot with my dragonself, especially when I am looking out a car window or in a plane. This also happens when I’m up late at night.

Spiritual- These are undefined shifts that require you to believe that your alterhuman identity(ies) are to some level spiritual, like astral and aura shifts

Example: I do believe in past lives and reincarnation, but none of my identities are past lives. My best example is my otherkin identity. I believe it’s a connection of myself from somewhere else.

I do believe all of my identities are in some capacity both psychological and spiritual. My dragonkin identity just happens to be the best example of spiritual shifts.

As an added note, perception shifts are shifts in your perception of the outside world or self-image through your alterhuman identity. The Fenrir ones encompasses both outside world and self image.

There are other sorts of shifts as well that I don’t personally experience, like dream shifts due to the fact that I never remember my dreams.

Hopefully that helps you with a basic understanding of what these shifts are!

>Saiph 🐉

[stxrrbright]

Curiosity was something Ariadne knew intimately. Before things went sideways, she would always seek the why's and how's of everything when she was sent out. Even now, she wanted to learn more about Melodia, but she knew her father and her duty to him and whatever was left of the realms. She sipped her tea again before deciding to answer what parts she wanted.

"Vast, and perhaps bigger," Aria began as she put the teacup down, "There were seven in total and each realm had smaller domains in each. So you can assume how busy my father and I can get in keeping the scales balanced in each place... Melodia would probably be something of a world within a domain? I have yet to see tethers around here..."

Saiph now poked his head up from Lena's lap. He turned over to jump onto his witch's shoulders and stared at Tahirah and Nuriel, "Tethers are the connection routes that tie the worlds together. Kinda like secret highways that can get you from World A to B. If that makes sense. The biggest one, as of right now, is probably Atlas. You definitely don't want to be in Atlas..."

The women chuckled at Saiph's comment. Atlas really wasn't a good place to be stuck in if you had a bleeding heart... But the Melodians didn't have to know that.

Aria now set her empty teacup down onto the saucer. In her own exhaustion, she almost move her veil from her face, but she quickly stopped herself with a soft clear of her throat. She then turned her attention back to the countess to answer the last bit of questions: "No, realms are not in contact with each other due to the nature of their conception. However, domains and worlds within the realms can. Whether or not they can do so in civil manner is completely up to them... Ah, but we are pretty far from home, sadly. If anyone from our home realms didn't tether themselves correctly, they wouldn't be able to return."

[ Lena Patches Up Sukumara ]

[eicreators-rp]

Lucifer: look here death *taps Styx's forehead and look Freesia* this is very selfish, you know, I know you're sad for Sarah, but coming back to life means making your nephew go through this, he can't stop what he suffers from the curse. all the nightmares he has I'm the king of demons and I won't allow that answer me girl thinks his mother would want that she wants him to be happy while Vaggie, Saiph,Arthur is Liu...how do you think they were together knowing that if Moon doesn't remember them it could break their hearts even though they still want to live again

Freesia: I never knew his mother, i came into this world billions of years after she was around. I only observed him since that was the only reason for my existence sir

Styx: Lucifer, will all respect, you know how it was THAT day. You were involved with it and that's another reason why he can be next to you. Remember its not only one curse, its multiple.