#Unless it also represents him HEALING from it

[saltpepperbeard]

y’all

i just made myself even more unwell if you can even believe it lol. because seeing the kraken ring on ed’s finger made me think of symbolism and subsequent scenarios.

because, costuming plays a big role in the show of course. it shows what’s going on with the characters, even when said characters are not explicitly stating those themes. ie, the floral robe representing stede bringing more vibrancy into ed’s life, the purple representing ed falling in love, etc etc.

so what if like, the kraken ring hangs around to represent a lingering bit of fear and uncertainty within ed. even as he begins to heal—made evident, again, through costume/makeup with the reveal of his face, the tie-back of his hair, etc etc—it remains to show that he still has bits of pain present.

and what if there’s a significant scene where it too, is replaced with something closer to himself.

what if it’s eventually replaced by something like, say, an engagement ring from stede

[xiouahh]

☆ numb

scaramouche x gender neutral reader　|　social media au

SYPNOSIS.　You had always been the independent, strong-willed person who didn't need anyone's help. Despite your best efforts, your trauma continues to plague you, making it difficult for you to trust and connect with others. That is, until you meet a young man who is everything you've wanted in a partner. Despite his aloof demeanor, he manages to break your emotional barriers and become a source of healing and support for you. As you learn to trust and open up to him, he becomes the healer of your heart, helping you heal from your trauma.

STATUS.　Ongoing

GENRE.　fluff, angst, smau, college au, slowburn ( ? ), friends to lovers, modern au,

INFO.　Timestamps don't matter unless stated otherwise, Contains themes related to LGBTQ+, Some characters might be ooc, swearing, the pictures used are not meant to represent the reader, but rather focus on the pose or background!

AUTHOR.　First time using Tumblr, plz don't bully me (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠). Originally this wasn't a smau and I posted it on Wattpad, but I didn't like it that much so I decided to rewrite it !! ++ First smau !! Might also be cringe in some chapters. Also [name] is actually a reflection of my own personal experiences with love, specifically my difficulties with being both capable of loving and being loved in return ! So I decided to make this for the people out there who have the same situation as me.

TAGLIST.　Open !!

[name]’s crew　♡　Scara’s friends

ACT ONE .ᐟ

01.　letters

02.　love

03.　how

04.　midnight snack

05.　student council

06.　overwhelmed

07.　friends

08.　friends 2

09.　exams

10.　school

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[celticcrossanon]

BRF Reading - 21st of July, 2024

This is speculation only

Cards drawn on the 21st of July, 2024

Question: How is The King's health?

Interpretation: Not good :(

Card One: The Ten of Pentacles

This is a nice card to start of a reading. The 10 of Pentacles is about family and legacy, what you leave to future generations. it's about stability, traditions, what you inherit, privilege, affluence, and it is one of the cards that can be used for the BRF.

The energy of this card is of thinking things over and making some small decisions. The King if thinking of his family, his family's history, what his legacy will be, and how to preserve that history and legacy for future generations. He may be updating his will and considering what he has to leave and who he wants to pass it to (bearing in mind that AFAIK everything will go to the next monarch to avoid death duties and then it will be gifted to the intended recipients). There is an emphasis on legacy in the energy of this card - The King is having a good look at his legacy so far and a good think about what he wants as his legacy and how he can achieve that. It is an energy of planning for the future, when he will no longer be around, and also what will be said about him in history books.

The Ten of Pentacles can be a card of family, and here it indicates that The King has (most of) his family around him and supporting him, which is nice to see.

Card Two: The Page of Pentacles

This is my card for the UK. It has a similar energy to the card before it - that of planning and preparing. The King is thinking of the UK, and what he wants to do for it as King, and he is taking a few small, careful steps to make that happen.

Both this card and the one before it are Pentacles, and Pentacles is the slowest suit of the Tarot. There will be lots of thinking and discussing with others and mulling it over before The King takes any action in these areas, and when he does take action it will be slow, careful, and considered.

This is the card of the student, so The King could be studying something very carefully before he makes a decision about it. He wants to learn from what he sees as past mistakes and not repeat them.

Pages are messengers, upright is good news, and Pentacles is the suit of money/titles/status/material things, so he may be thinking over something in that area and slowly composing a message about it. If so, the message will be good news, not bad news.

Pages are children, so this could be about the hole in the next generation of working royals caused by the defection of his son.

Card Three: Death in Reverse

So far, the energy of this reading has been nice - settled, calm, preparing for the future in a slow and diligent way. This card is where that stops. The Death card has the strongest energy of all the cards of the reading and its energy is not good at all. It's sitting there on the end and the energy is tolling through the reading like a bell of doom.

Death is the card of Scorpio. Here it represents The King, who is a sun sign Scorpio. In the reverse, in answer to a question about his health, it is not a good sign. The King's health is in shadow, reversed, weakened. The best interpretation is that things are at a standstill - there is no change. The worst interpretation is that things are slowly going downhill. In either case, there is no indication that The King will be able to get back to his old level of health.

Death is a card of change and transformation. In the reverse, there is no change. It is a card of stagnation, repeated negative patterns, and decay.

The energy of this card is of someone who is not getting better. Whatever state of health The King is in now, that is it. There is no change, no progression towards more healing. This is as good as it is going to get for The King, unless something happens to move the healing forward. In the absence of that push, the energy is of a state of inertia that will change to a decline of health. If The King knows this, then this explains why he is doing so many tours and events - he knows his time is more limited than what he thought and he wants to get everything done that he can within that shortened time frame.

Underlying Energy: The Eight of Cups in Reverse

The Eight of Cups is a card of grief, mourning, and moving on, walking away from something. In the reverse, you can't walk away - you are stuck. In the reverse, it indicates stagnation, accepting less than 100%, and staying in a bad situation.

The energy of this card is of resignation. The King is stuck with his current state of health. If it doesn't improve then there is nothing he can do about it. Instead, he is accepting that he is at less than 100% health and making the most of what he can do within that situation.

The suit of this card is Cups, which is about emotions, so I think The King is quite emotional about his state of health and how it has changed his plans for the future.

The card shows Psyche descending into the underworld, leaving her worldly goods behind her. This is, of course, a metaphor for death. The good news is that with the card in reverse, this is not happening just yet (unless something very unexpected happens). Cards in the reverse can sometimes indicate a delay before the event occurs, and that is the energy I am getting from this image. The descent to the underworld will happen, it is closer than The King would like it to be, but - not yet. It is not yet the time for this to happen.

Suits: Major arcana for Scorpio, a water sign, Cups = water = emotions, and Pentacles = earth = material things. Emotions and material things. Timing wise, Pentacles is the slowest suite of the Tarot and represents years, Cups are the next slowest and represents months.

Conclusion:

The King is as well now as he will ever be. He is not at death's door, but neither is he in the pink of health He is concerned about his legacy, how he will be seen by the history books, what he is passing on to his descendants, and what he wants to do for the UK. He may be quite emotional about the state of his health and what it means for his plans for his reign.

The King is in a state of health where nothing is changing, for good or bad. He can use this time to do the things he wants to do, before his health becomes worse. His health will decline, but that decline is not here quite yet. He has this pocket of time (which could be months or years) to do the things he wants to do and to prepare for the future.

[toastling]

Ever wonder what would've happened if The Owl house aired in 2013?

That's right.

We would have had an OWLSTUCK.

They would've been rendered accordingly and there would've been a short-lived comic spoken of fondly by both fanbases.

Anyway here are some kids and their classpects.

Luz Noceda - Page of Light. Duh. Most obvious one on this list. You *could* make a very strong argument for Page of Hope too, but aside from her name literally BEING Light, I think it fits a bit more. Too bad you can't multi-aspect. Though let's be real, if anybody COULD, it would be Luz Noceda, so who knows, maybe that's her special Snest (in-world Sburb variant) given gift.

Amity Blight - Witch of Breath. Breath is a lot to do with one's self in the sense of self-actualization and understanding. She needed a lil help getting there but I feel Amity fits this quite well!

Willow Park - Mage of Life. In Homestuck, Life as an aspect is most closely tied to healing, but it can also be quite literal, as we do see Life aspected characters resurrect dead friends. I think if any aspect would allow one to wield life in the most literal sense via battle plants, it'd be, well, Life!

Gus Porter - Seer of Mind. This is a class and aspect wombo combo that fits him to a goddamn T. He's far sharper about others thoughts and natures than people think, including himself. Learning to trust in his intuition is his arc. He has a pretty good grasp of others, even if he does tend to try to focus more on the good bits than the bad, even when the latter may be pertinent.

King Clawthorne - Prince of Blood. Literal royalty in name and nature, with the Blood of the Titan running through his veins whether he realizes it or not. A Prince is an active destructive class with incredible offensive capability, one that destroys its aspect or through it, in this case, Blood. As a Titan, that potential is there for King. But we know the little guy wouldn't use it unless he had to. Right?

Hunter - Heir of Time. Of all the characters, no one fits the aspect of Time better than Hunter given his relations and just how many of him have existed throughout the ages. And as for Heir, I mean, could it be any more obvious?

Vee - Sylph of Space. Conceptually, Space means a lot of things in Homestuck, and is seen by the fandom as one of the "fundamental" aspects. A common theory is no game has a potential to win without both a Space and Time player. But one thing Space represents is Form and Boundary. It is the amorphous stage the play of reality is set upon. What better for a shapeshifter? Sylphs are essentially a Healer class.

Masha - Rogue of Doom. A Thief steals for their own benefit, and a Rogue for the benefit of others. Masha Stole Doom from the entirety of her Reality Check Summer Camp crew, *especially* Vee, giving her her very first friend, potential crush, and a new home and lease on life.

The Collector - Lord of Void. He is Everything and Nothing and can create or uncreate both at will. The Lord embodies their aspect to the absolute. They are a Master class, all-powerful and uncontested in their domain. He is a leftover from a previous game of Snest, one played between just two people, the other, of course, being...

Papa Titan - Muse of Life. We've never seen an adult play any variant of Sburb. But to deal with the Collector and his games, I think he may have had no choice. A Muse, too, is a Master Class, but far more passive. The Titan is how all life in the Demon Realm exists. The Titan *is* the Isles. How much more Life-aligned can you be? And as effectively just a corpse at this point, obviously, he's pretty passive.

Emperor Belos - Knight of Rage. A perfect mastery of his aspect to both directly harm and to manipulate, a truly terrifying foe. Again, adults aren't normally players, but, you better believe he's the reason this whole damn apocalypse happened in the first place.

Boom wrote that up in like 20 minutes, welcome to my special hell.

If by chance somebody actually *likes* this and wants more for some godforsaken reason, I'll give the kids a strife specibus too.

[samoankpoper21]

Duke! Gojo IB@gojonanami

A/N As soon as I saw this I KNEW I had to make an attempt at trying to write a scenario for this - tell me you read too many webtoons without telling me you read too many webtoons 🤭 S/O to @gojonanami for this prompt! My only hope is that I do this justice 🥺🥺Also your last name is Hamilton 🤣 It just sounds like a marquess last name 🤣

Word count: 2338

Noble factions trembled in fear or coveted his wealth, the lower class revering him akin to the Gods. Gojo Satoru. The name alone sounded deadly, goosebumps trailing one's skin.

Gojo Satoru rose up in ranks quickly due to his sheer strength; legend has it that he was born with the Divine Power of the Gods.

Every 20 years an individual was bestowed with the Divine Power of the Gods. The powers varied for each individual: there was the power of healing, immense strength, wielding fire, shape shifting, immortality, forming force fields, astral projection, regeneration, clairvoyance, and speed; each of the powers representative of the Gods. In Gojo's case however, the day that he was born, legends say that the Gods were clashing amongst one another resulting in Gojo being born with not one Divine Power but five: astral projection, clairvoyance, forming force fields, speed, and immense strength.

He was known as the emperor's sword. When the former emperor Rion of Novaland heard of Gojo's birth, he sought the boy out and trained him under the intense tutelage of the imperial knights where they were able to tap in to all of his powers. Once Emperor Rion heard news of this, he swiftly sent the then 15-year old to lead the Novaland imperial knights to numerous battles under the guise of defending Novaland. News of Gojo's victories spread throughout the land and beyond causing Rion's enemies to quiver in fear, forcing them to either pledge allegiance to Novaland or become victims of being conquered. He agreed to become the emperor's sword with the promise of earning his own land and the title of Duke.

All Gojo knew was war and blood so when Yaga ascended the throne, through the overthrowing of Rion, Yaga taught him that there was more to life than war. As promised Gojo earned his title, land, and new friends through Yaga's right hand man/scholar Geto Suguru and mage Shoko Ieiri.

*Current day*

The sound of swords clashing against one another could be heard throughout the courtyard. To the naked eye, all could be seen was a blur of white hair and his opponent being knocked on their ass, sword being pressed to the opponent's chest. "Satoru." Gojo sheathed his sword and made his way to the raven haired, circular spectacles man standing in the shadow. "You should be getting ready for the ball tonight. You don't have time to be practicing with your sword-"

"Suguru, you sound like my nagging wife." This comment caused Suguru to blush a little, Satoru smirking at the effect he had on the beautiful scholar. Suguru cleared his throat, continuing with, "Well maybe if you listened to Yaga, I wouldn't have to nag you." Satoru stuck his tongue out as they walked down the corridor. They walked in comfortable silence, each preoccupied with their own thoughts. Satoru couldn't believe how much he changed under the guidance of Yaga: he was still stoic and aloof, but when he was surrounded by Suguru, Shoko, or Yaga he turned into a playful teenager; that right having been stripped from him being on the battlefield since he was 15. They didn't mind it though; in fact they welcomed Satoru's playfulness. The only time he crossed the line was when he mixed up the potions in Shoko's lab and it ended up causing a huge explosion; since then he has been banned from going near the potions. He reveled in the change of pace: from being constantly on edge to being relaxed. Yaga had promised him that he would no longer have to yield the title of being the emperor's sword, unless it was absolutely necessary, that that's what Shoko was intended for. "The only thing I need you to focus on Satoru is to find a wife." Wife. He scoffed at the word. Who in their right mind would send their daughter to marry the emperor's sword? Even after years passed, Satoru noticed that people would flinch or either flee at the sight of him. He convinced himself that it was ok but still felt a pang when he experiences it.

"What are you thinking about?" Suguru's question bringing him out of his reverie. Satoru crossed his hands behind his back answering with, "How Yaga keeps holding these pointless balls in order for me to settle down."

"It's not pointless Satoru. We're forming alliances with neighboring countries while trying to get you to find a suitable bride."

"So why doesn't Yaga pester you?" Suguru brought his right hand to the left side of his chest, bowing, saying, "I am but a lowly scholar. My title dictates whether I will be lucky enough to be wed." Satoru stood there silently staring at the man bowed before him. He knew Suguru was right; being a scholar/the emperor's right hand man dictated that Suguru may have a fling or two but his loyalty is to the emperor. Satoru sighed. "Don't worry beautiful. I'll be there at the ball."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You were staring out the window of the carriage as your father and stepmother were lecturing you about your etiquette. "Y/N!" the shouting of your name snapped you out of your daydream. "Huh?"

"Have you listened to a single word we said?" your father shrieked. Your stepmother flapped her fan open covering her mouth as she noted, "Tsk. Such a disobedient daughter." You clutched at the fabric of your gown tightly wanting to explode. You already knew why you were being sent to the ball: your father being a marquess of a small land was looking to expand financially and politically. You were his ticket. Having already made your debut into society, you were known to be reckless, a free spirit. What was meant to be you defending another noble woman against her abusive husband spun into you being nosy, impulsive. Do you regret stepping in? Of course not. Your mother's last words was to always strive for justice regardless of the cost.

Your father began rubbing at his temples. "What am I going to do with you Y/N?"

"Father, you have nothing to fear. I will act like the perfect doll juuust for you." A slap across your right cheek reverberated throughout the carriage, your stepmother gasping behind her fan. "Is this some kind of sick game to you?!" your father fumed. "If only it was you and not your mother who was taken away!"

"Shh," your stepmother chided him, rubbing his forearm. "That's enough dear." You could feel the tears pooling at the corner of your eyes threatening to spill over. You wouldn't give these people the satisfaction. You straightened your back peering ahead when your stepmother continued with, "Who knows, she'll probably catch the attention of Duke Gojo. He's an eligible bachelor, has an expanse of land, and is known for...taming unruly animals."

"Unruly animal?" you scoffed. "You should speak for yourself. Have you no pride or shame? Crawling into a mourning man's bed before the mourning period is over?" Another slap reverberated throughout the carriage, this time your stepmother fuming, shaking. "You're just as unruly as HER." Since your mother's passing, neither your father or stepmother referred to her by her name Luciana. You were ready to rip the pearls that adorned your stepmother's hair when your father put himself between she and you. "Y/N stop it this instant! Marilyn has been nothing but sweet to you stepping in since your mother died."

"You never call mom by her name anymore! You act like she never existed! As if she's a ghost!" Your father paused as the carriage came to a halt, an abrupt knock letting you all know that you have arrived at the palace. Your father shook his head, hoping to clear his guilty conscious after your harsh words pierced his heart. "Come out when you're ready." He replied. "Don't forget to fix your makeup." your stepmother proffered.

Gojo was internally fidgeting. He hated social events like these. He could tolerate being at death's door but what he could not stand was the stares, whispers. "All hail Emperor Yaga!" The attendees all stopped to bow or curtsy shouting, "Greetings to the star of Novaland", as he made his way to his seat, Suguru standing to the right of him. "Thank you all for attending this ball. I hope that this ball serves as a wonderful memory for you all. Let us enjoy the fesitivities! May the Divine Power of the Gods bless and be with you!"

"May the Divine Power of the Gods bless and be with you!" the music resumed and senseless chatter began to fill the air. "Duke Gojo." Yaga's booming voice greeted him as he took his seat. "Greetings to the star of Novaland. May the Divine Power of the Gods bless and be with you." he bowed. Yaga dismissed Gojo stating, "You don't have to be so formal."

"In a formal setting such as this one must oblige."

"Hm. Have you found anyone to your liking?"

"I have not Emperor Yaga."

"At least go and socialize. Dance. Be happy. Try to smile a little." Satoru looked to Suguru for help but was disappointed when he saw Suguru stifling his laughter. Yaga dismissed Satoru with a wave of his hand. He reluctantly dragged his feet grabbing a glass of champagne on his way to "socialize".

You lost track of how many glasses of champagne you had, only 3 of the nobles had asked you to dance and you reluctantly agreed. You caught a glimpse of your father and stepmother making their way around each table, trying to strike a deal of some sort. You scoffed at how pathetic they looked and gulped down another source of bubbly. With each glass, the taste became sweeter, causing you to almost forget about the earlier events. How dare they look down on you and your mother? It's not like saying Luciana was hard. Where was the man that fought injustice alongside Luciana? The man whose fire and passion for injustices was just as brazen as Luciana? Scoffing and downing another glass, you realized that that man had died along with your mother. That man, known as your father, is no where to be found. You grabbed the tray of glasses from the waiter saying, "I'll take these thank yoooouuu."

"Miss, at least allow me to carry it to your table."

"You can bring it out to the balcony that's fine." The cold air hit your face causing you to let out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding. You began humming to yourself when you sensed another presence. You turned and nearly dropped your jaw and champagne. This man was breathtaking. You took in his tall stature, broad shoulders, white hair, and beautiful, cerulean eyes. "Forgive me. I did not realize there was someone occupying this space." He bowed indicating his leaving when you stopped him; unsure of whether it was the alcohol or your loneliness that forbid him to go. "No, no! Stay! You can stay." You mentally facepalmed yourself at the fact you demanded him to stay as if he was a dog. He gently smiled and came to stand beside you. He noticed the tray with 12 champagne glasses asking, "Are one of these for me?" you were in the middle of drinking another one when you motioned with your eyes that yes he could take one. He chuckled asking, "If I may be so forward why are you out here instead of inside enjoying the party?"

"Pft. What's there to enjoy? My father and stepmother only agreed to come to the ball because I'm their ticket to wanting to expand."

"Who's your father?"

"Marquess Hamilton," you took another glass from the tray and chugged that one. "Wanna know the sad thing though? My dad is trying to marry me off to Duke Gojo." Gojo paused at that, instinctively feeling his hand clench around the glass. Here it comes. He thought to himself. The rumors and the fear. "Is that so?" he asked.

"Yeah but I don't even know him, let alone what he looks like." Gojo spit the champagne out due to him laughing causing you to glare at him. "Stop laughing at me. I genuinely wanted to meet him."

"My apologies. I'm just trying to understand why you want to meet him. Haven't you heard the rumors? How he's a monster hellbent on war?" You stood there in silence, with your head down, cheeks rosy, Gojo worried that you may have passed out standing up until he heard a low, "Forgive my language kind sir but fuck the rumors!" Gojo was surprised by your outburst taking a step back. "How dare these people call him a monster! What right do they have to judge someone huh?! Were they out on the battlefield?! Were they born with the Divine Power of the Gods?! Of course not! Half of these swines and cads wish they had a portion of what Duke Gojo has! And the most infuriating part about these said rumors is that they haven't even heard his side of the story! So how can they judge someone so easily without even trying to listen?!" You stood there trying to catch your breath, your hands shaking. Gojo stood there amazed, happy. There was someone who actually wanted to get to know his side. Due to the tightness of your corset and the copious amounts of alcohol, you began to feel light headed and began swaying to the side. "Whoa there," Gojo caught you pulling you towards him. He peered down and brushed a piece of hair out of your face, hearing that you had fallen asleep. He chuckled as he picked you up bridal style. I have to marry this woman. I'll get her out of her father's clutches and then I'll marry her. He carried you back into the ball, this time no longer feeling uncomfortable with all the peering eyes, announcing to emperor Yaga that he had found his bride.

[talonabraxas]

☩ Archangel Michael ☩ Talon Abraxas

THE BLUE RAY OF LIGHT - BLUE FLAME

The Blue Ray is the first Ray of light. The energy of this Flame is the first and final synthesis, the source of all the other energies. The Blue Flame is in the core of the very strength and energy. The first Ray is represented in the power of intent, cause, direction, centralization and unity, and its keynote is will - Divine Will. The basic qualities of the Blue Flame are manifested through the energies of power, strength, faith and protection.

The Blue Flame Invocations should be performed on Sunday, since this is the day when the irradiation of this Ray is especially dominant. Its most prominent representative is Archangel Michael, whose magnificent appearance and presence has been preserved in the humanity's outer consciousness, if only, unfortunately, at its periphery. Elohim Hercules is also one of the representatives of this ray.

Archangel Michael is the leader of all Archangels and Angels. With His blue flaming sword, Archangel Michael can free you from your bad karma, negative energy and restraints that bind you to other people, situations and memories from the past. He can give you strength, power and protection from the devastating thoughts, feeling and deed of others. Each day, Archangel Michael resides in the Astral kingdom of the lower regions for about 22 hours, where He disperses hatred, envy and fear. In this task He is being aided by a legion of Angels of the blue flaming sword.

If somebody is sending you negative thoughts or thoughts that confront you own will, your strength is going to weaken and this can undermine your success in life. Kindly ask Archangel Michael to stand between you and the sender of those negative thoughts, and to protect you. That is the way to turn the negative into positive. Archangel Michael will make you braver and more resolute, so that you can resolve you problems more easily. He will strengthen the will of God in you, as well as the power of faith. Both of these qualities will feed your inner strength, and your motivation is going to become noble and selfless.

Encompass yourself with the sky-blue light - the color of Archangel Michael and the ancient color of the Blue Flame. Let the Blue Ray heal you, increase your self-respect, strength and energy, and let it protect you from all the negative things that come to you.

The female side of Archangel Michael's Divine nature is Faith.

Pray to Archangel Michael to be released from the emotional and other chains that bind you to other people or circumstances from the past. Pray so that you can be filled with love, and realize within yourself the power of Light. Feel this light in your heart and contribute to building a "bridge to freedom" on this path of Angels. In this endeavour you will get the help of Archangel Michael. Kindly ask Him for help while having faith in yourself, because "to him who knocks it will be opened". Ask him to send His ascended Angels of protection to embrace you and your loved ones, and all the constructive people of Earth. Ask Him to be released from all the thoughts that are not compatible with the untainted Divine plan for you. No Angel will come, no Angel will interfere, unless you ask Him/Her to come, as this is against the Law of Divine Love.

The representatives from the world of crystals for the Blue Ray (Blue Flame) are: light-blue sapphire, light-blue topaz and aquamarine. These crystals are connected to the Vishuddha chakra.

[dragon-communion]

I think part of the reason why Saint Trina captivates me so much is the long journey where we absolutely did not have her side of the story, and to some extent still don't. Exploring the rift between Miquella and Trina- what makes someone so full of love want to kill the person they treasure- is so full of potential. Especially since, for both of them, to harm the one they love is to quite literally harm themself.

At some point, Miquella clearly came to the conclusion that godhood, world peace, was more important than self love. And he'd probably made that decision centuries ago, the first time he forced himself to bleed on the Haligtree. Machinations and intelligence aside, he's still in many ways a kid, and watering a magic tree with your blood (probably with a knife!) had to be traumatizing as hell for awhile. He learned he was capable of hurting himself in a way he didn't truly understand, before, but it's in the name of a new world. So it's fine.

It honestly isn't that far of a jump from metaphorical self-sacrifice, to self harm, to ripping out an entire side of yourself and casting it bloody into the abyss for the sake of your goals. I'm willing to bet if Trina represented the part of him that was love, she was the self-love that told him to stop. Because how can you love the world unless you love yourself?

And this is just a headcanon, but. While the surface-level connection between Miquella's charm and Trina's slumber might not be immediately apparent, I think the link between the two is forgetfulness. I've seen people mention Rykard's Tonic of Forgetfulness possibly being Miquella's work, and I think that has some merit to it. Dreams are a thing we're almost built to forget, and thematically Saint Trina seems to be very associated with either addiction or depression or both. In the same vein, Miquella doesn't fully understand the cracks in the Order because I'm not sure fixing the Order was ever the real goal- it's always been healing his sister, and everything else- being an Empyrean, becoming a god- was in service to that, until perhaps he himself started to forget why he'd started. The why doesn't matter though, only the eternal thwarted becoming, and that's his curse. He's intelligent and creative and passionate and wildly, utterly depressed I think. But he can make people addicted to him, and they feel better, and that makes it all worth it. He just wants the world to feel better, no matter the cost.

The cost to himself barely registers after all these years.

The trailer makes their separation seem graceful, but I'm willing to bet that Trina nearly tore a chunk of skin with her when Miquella pried her out, and screamed all the way down. Because she's also addiction and oblivion, and she's been indulging in both to forget, trying to help the world forget because she can't heal Miquella, and now she never will. Even though she should have had forever, with him.

Neither of them should have had to bury the other, and neither of them was buried. They would have had forever if Miquella wasn't so determined to destroy himself for the world, they would have had forever if Trina loved him enough, maybe, and I imagine she's got some kind of twisted survivor-guilt thing of the century.

Miquella quite literally didn't love Trina enough to take care of himself for her, and that utterly wrecks me.

[beelebee]

His hair could represent Narinders divinity, in a way.

Floating and moving gracefully, with no apparent order or direction. Like sea waves, made of the finest ambrosia that only a god could drink. It was the only thing he liked about being chained for eternity, how much his hair had grown and how much movement it had thanks to his own power. 

But when he was defeated and his godhood was ripped away from him, that too disappeared. 

It was strange, to feel the actual weight of his hair instead of the chains, falling down his back and touching the ground until it dragged.

It fell over his face the first few days he lived in the cult after leaving the healing bay, and he fiddled with it quite a bit. After locking himself in the shelter the Lamb had given him, he could only contemplate what his hair looked like now that it had lost that divine distinctiveness. 

It was sickening. 

And today, in "I can't stand Angst, unless I'm the one doing it" I bring you a little drabble from my Narinder along with a drawing that took me longer than I would have liked to finish it. Here is more context on this AU

I write fanfiction, so expect more of this in the future.

You can also ask me anything, I would love to interact a lot more around here!

[smytherines]

You said asks about the silly blorbo so I'm here now ig-

I love your takes on disabled Owen so *grabby hands* please? Spare some headcanons? Thank you kindly

Time to get sad

One thing I think about a lot is that Owen thinks his only value to anyone is how useful he is. His talent at certain things. His deadly accurate aim, his ability to manipulate tiny mechanisms with precise hands. His ability to plan and keep his own emotions in check until the plan is executed. That Owen sees himself as a weapon, a tool, instead of a person.

The Russians pull him out of the rubble, and they do just enough to keep him alive. They keep him in a tiny, cold, sunless room. No painkillers. His wounds starting to fester. His broken bones setting incorrectly. And they interrogate him endlessly. Day after day after day until he has no idea how long he has been there.

At the start he holds onto the hope that Curt will somehow know he's alive. That any second now Curt is going to bust through the door covered in the blood of a dozen Russian guards, and hold him (its been so long since anyone has touched him in a way that didn't inflict pain) and find a way to get him out.

Owen doesn't generally have faith in people, but he has faith in Curt. Curt may have left him in the explosion, but surely what they had meant something to him? Surely he wouldn't give up unless he was absolutely certain Owen was dead. If their roles were reversed, Owen wouldn't stop until he was certain there was no hope. Curt is brash and cocky and reckless, but he's also stubborn and foolishly brave, and he loves Owen. So Owen tells himself to just hold on. Just stay alive until Curt can get to him.

His spine was damaged in the fall, his hip was crushed by falling concrete, so he can't walk. He has extensive nerve damage in his dominant left arm and hand, making it hard to grip cups or utensils or even a pencil. He certainly won't be doing any work with tiny electronic components any time soon. He isn't even sure he has enough hand strength left to squeeze a trigger. His muscles are atrophied and he's frail and he can count his ribs through his skin.

Eventually, Chimera comes to claim him. They make a deal with the Russians and the Russians are thrilled to be rid of the British spy who won't give up his secrets, and requires expensive medical treatment, and keeps nearly dying on them.

Owen is afraid. He's alone. He has no idea how long he has been in this Russian base, no idea how long it has been since he fell. He has finally stopped imagining Curt bursting heroically into his room. He tries his best not to think about Curt at all. Clearly Curt wasn't thinking about him.

Chimera doesn't capture Owen. They don't force him, they don't torture him, they don't brainwash him. They offer him a choice: stay in this cell, disfigured and disabled and in pain until eventually the Russians give up and let him die. Or come work for Chimera.

Owen laughs. He can't even walk. He can barely hold a spoon, nevermind a gun. He has headaches and vertigo and strange emotional outbursts that terrify him. Sometimes he can barely order his thoughts in a way that makes sense. The Chimera representative tells him that Chimera has access to the best scientists in the world, the best doctors, medical technology that is far more advanced than anything the National Health would provide for him. His only real hope of recovery is to join Chimera, let their doctors work on him, and eventually repay his debts through service. He has the opportunity to be useful to someone again.

The Russians have been arguing over letting him die from the moment he arrived. Curt isn't coming for him. Nobody is coming for him.

So Owen accepts Chimera's offer. As they slowly, meticulously work to heal him, breaking and resetting his bones, reconstructing the shattered parts of his spine and hip, using skin grafts to restore function to his dominant hand, he begins to truly believe in Chimera's cause.

The US, the British, the Russians have all been responsible for obscene levels of violence in service of their cause. Owen knows this better than most, he was the one carrying out their orders. Really, what's the difference between their violence and the violence Chimera expects from him?

With MI6 he was disposable. In his relationship he was disposable. But if he works hard enough and is useful enough to Chimera, he can make himself indispensable. Powerful enough that nothing can ever touch him again.

[fanficfish]

some random hetalia thoughts about the countries

mostly headcanons and character studies i guess. probably canon but who knows i'm too sleepy to go check. i'm gonna ramble and maybe it'll maek sense i don't know. Someoen tag me if they get anything idea worthy out of this.

link the inspired post: https://www.reddit.com/r/hetalia/comments/1eqt7ek/after_all_these_years_im_gonna_say_it_i_did_not/

I've seen a little talk about how England leaving America on his own for so long messed him up a little (thank you reddit user who go that talk going). So i wanted to think about some of Englands' other colonies and stuff i guess?

so like we have America. I still stand he's probably like, Jamestown or something and over time he became the main US rep, like how the UK has the four brothers (five? Six with Sealand) but England represents them at meetings. Or Japan reps all of Japan instead of like a couple dozen prefectures showing up. That kind of thing. And like that guy's a little messed up. In earlier parts ofhis story, he's shown to just be really explorative, stil strong tho, but mostly jsut a nice sweet kid who happens to have three teenagers fighting over him. Seriously couldn't they share? Oh wait it's hetalia no they can't XD

anyways, it's only wlater once America is firmly under British rule that he starts growing the yelling and loudness. I think that's like the sign hhat he wants a little attention f rom England- like, he's shown to just be a guy when it's Canada when they're kids but england gets the "SHOVE FOOD IN MY PIEHOLE" treatment. And I think that's just because England keeps leaving and coming back but sometimes he just ignores the kids and does his own thing for a long time. Canada ends up letting America take the lead for them. And then later on once all is said and done America revels in his big parties and whatnot because the attention is on him, and it won't heal the hrut of England just leaving all the time but it sorta helps. (Canada doesn't count they're basically joined at the hip it's not the same).

and if you compare it to like the Italies for example. Austria was still there to watch over Italy North even though he really went for the uh. Less optimal route. But he was till there, in his own way. Prussia definitely wasn't going to leave HRE and later Germany alone unless he absolutely had to. Spain didn't jsut go gallivanting around when Romano was there (no comment onhis other former colonies). Ofc you could make an argument for Iceland, but by the time Norway took over he'd been alone mostly for 300 years, and even if Norway and Denmark didn't exactly visit all the time because i headcanon Iceland stayed happily on his island 90% of the time like Aland and Faroe Islands to avoid the drama called "four nordics pretending they could get along under one roof when they definitely are not good rooommate compatable", I doubt he was entirely without parental guidance. Norway could always sense him (so themoment anything bighappened Norway would be marching right over), and Iceland mentions sending letters out. I'm jsut gonna guess he sent the letters via Mr. Puffin, and I'd guess Mr. Puffin could always deliver some words if needed from overseas. Iceland also apparantly has fairies at his house so there's that too. Not thet he'd admit it.

But if you notice, it's def circumstance that gives some character which is cool when we're talkign about stereotype-based characters. Ameriica becomes loud and "ignores" the room when he's given the stage, because if he outrages everyone then he'll get attention. Italy N.. had everythig taken care of for him and has few worries, and a pretty good work ethic since Austria isn't a slacker. Roomano is a spoiled brat. Iceland....honestly boy just needs to accept the others rubbed off on him and he's just as kooky as the rest of them. I know you're a teen and all but kid c'mon you love them mystical animals and you keep bringing up your weird museums XD (I swear this child got Norway's anti-socialness, Sweden's inability to admit things (in his case, he actually likes hanging out with the others), Finland's oddness, and Denmark's everythign else because we all know Norway probably saw Iceland at last and had a crisis over it, man knows when Iceland appears but can't get around to taking the ruling for how many years????

And then there's New Zeeland, who had to raise Austrailia when NZ was also pretty young. NZ doesn't even have the hope of hep fro manyone- America and Canada i'm pretty sure still had visitors from like France and I think the Netherlands would have popped by a few times, because they did do a bit of um. Trading. with the colonies and stuff. Austrialia used to be on the other hand where they sent English prisoners. New Zealand is not ready for that kind of craziness, and so of course we're gonna get a free range crazy Austrailia and a done with it New Zealand who got no help and probabl ygot even less parental support then America. BTW it's crazy that technically GB still techncialy rules over so many big places like Canada and Austrailia even though they also technicall ydon't like that's just so wild.

so what have we learend from this? England sucks as a dad, and Iceland's teen rebel phase is in full swing. WHat was the poitn of this? I don't know but you read it and i wrote it so.....

ima sleep i forgot the poitn already lol

[nfumbewalk]

Graveyards: All About Them

First, here are things to do in a graveyard. This includes what to bring and what you can do plus some etiquette.

First, have decency and respect.

If you plan on gathering anything, bear the correct offerings. Such as: A small (1/2 oz) of hard liquor, payment (9 to 27 pennies), Jasmine incense joss stick, bouquet of flowers, Florida water (preferably homemade) OR Kananga water, also homemade - both of these are sacred to the muertos, but to draw them to you, Kananga water works best; good sized piece of Quartz, double terminated to use for housing a muerto temporarily (yes, you can put a muerto in a crystal but they must be transferred to a vessel and pacted within 2 days - no more than this.)

For protection in a graveyard, especially if you are very sensitive/psychic: Wear a white bandana on your head before even going in. And don't wear black when you go there. Why? As a daily wearer of black clothing, I noticed a big change when I wore all white to the graveyard. It's actually more powerful. White radiates healing power and seems to quiet the muertos, but it also gives them a sense of relaxation and peace when you are around them. They are easier to communicate with. I noticed that black seems to tangle up communication. I don't know why. I guess that white flows better. But I hate it because I instantly get white filthy. LOL!

Some ppl say that there are no dead souls at the graveyard, that they don't hang out there. That's wrong. Some of the muertos do hang out by their grave, watching over it. Many of them can be like sentinels. Rodolfo says he used to protect his grave but as soon as I found him and started visiting, he wanted to just be with me. I got that distinct feeling, so I picked him up one day. I didn't realize how successful I was!

Graveyard Work: That includes gathering dirt, Siphoning the Earth with a Baston de Muerto, curses and hexes, and other full blown rituals -these can be done - but homage must be paid to the Earth in the graveyard. The best way of doing this is a buried offering of your own blood on a piece of small parchment which is placed in a very small glass corked bottle. This buried offering gives you a real relationship with the land that holds these muertos. It is very deep respect. And no, there is NO gatekeeper in graveyards, That's a widely professed misconception. I have never once been approached or sensed any "gatekeeper" of any kind. All that there is - in a graveyard - is known as the "heart" of the graveyard. This is the central zone. It is sensed by feeling where you notice an electrical charge the strongest and a smell of the freshest air that you have ever experienced. I like to do my work there unless I'm at Rodolfo's grave.

What exactly to expect with graveyard work? Is it dangerous? Don't get your expectations up too high. Graveyard work is great and very powerful, but you are not exactly going to see flashing lights and muertos dancing. It is often very low key. But the results of graveyard work can be fantastic! It is only dangerous if you go into the graveyard with no knowledge of what this work entails. This is NOT for beginners! If you know nothing, you may get a spirit attachment and that can be hard to remove. Try the precautions I mentioned above.

Don't leave empty handed. Gather an item from the Earth of the graveyard besides dirt. I'm not talking about robbing graves. I'm talking about something like a white Quartz that is often on top of graves, or any other rock that has been sitting on a grave. This is another powerful totem that you can use in your practice to represent and draw Death Energy to you, It does NOT need cleansing. Cleansing would ruin it.

Kindness for the Earth and muertos - Please pick up any garbage that you see in the graveyard. People are litter bugs and I hate seeing trash hanging around a beautiful place that I venerate.

What NOT To Do In The Graveyard

Don't take this resting place lightly.

Don't yell or scream.

Do not run around in a graveyard unless there are trails. (We have them here in Oregon). Running is very loud to the muertos. Would you like your grave stomped on?

Don't litter.

Do NOT desecrate a grave, tip over, break, or steal a tombstone. It is not funny.

Do not have intercourse in a graveyard, It is very disrespectful. Not kinky.

Do not invoke/evoke Demons in a graveyard unless you know what you are doing. This can open you up widely for a demon/spirit attachment. I said lowercase "demon." That is my difference between known Demons and demons that are low level "lesser demons" and are not in a hierarchy. They can be extremely dangerous. These demons are NOT worshipped. Never give them blood. Once you have a lesser demon's name, it loses power and it's a lot easier to banish. I've done this four times successfully. It's very heavy and quite difficult but my method works.

Do NOT "ghost hunt" in a graveyard (or anywhere else!). It is extremely disrespectful and the muertos will leave. If there is any EMF involved, the muertos will not come back for a very long time or it will anger them so much that they will retaliate. They do NOT like EMF. That's why they love Shungite and Orgonite so much - gets rid of EMF. This is MY theory that I've studied and put to work. Rodolfo LOVES the Orgonite pyramid I put on his altar. To a muerto, EMF is like a huge bass speaker vibrating in their ears very loudly. Annoying? Yeah, I think so.

Do not talk shit about the muertos in a graveyard. This is obvious, right?

Refrain from drug and alcohol use in a graveyard. Picnics are acceptable though.

Well, I think I hit a lot of angles here. I hope this helps or is interesting. I'm not trying to be harsh with "rules." It is mostly common sense or just rules of thumb to keep in mind for a nice, safe, and meaningful visit to the graveyard for work or general visitation,

M.M.

[swallowedbyfandom]

Penelope wakes from the void feeling lighter than she has in years. Colin Bridgerton had been an albatross around her neck, without the partial bond tugging on her senses she is blissfully free. She staggered over to her mirror to undress and inspect herself. She would rather be unmarked than bare any trace of Colin on her body.

She stands naked as the day she was born in front of her mirror laughing in wild delight. Fate has finally been kind to her. No longer shall she languish as a prisoner to half her soul. She has a glorious new soul mark made up of beautiful flowers with beautiful meanings. She will grasp this new opportunity with both hands. She will not allow a single Bridgerton back into her life, not even Violet. She is free they will not shackle her to the betrayer of her soul. Never again.

The last thing Portia expects to see when she goes to check in on her daughter is finding her Penelope standing defiant, proud, and naked in front of her mirror with tears of laughter and joy in her eyes. Those joyful eyes shoot over to her in the mirror and suddenly her Penelope is a different creature all together. There are no traces of joy only rebellion on her face.

"I will run away and marry a footman before I allow you to entrap me into marriage with Mr. Bridgerton. I don't care what benefits you think it will bring our family. I have been freed from a bond that has choked me since I was a girl of ten. I will not go back."

Harshly Portia retorts, "If you had told me you were both partially bonded I would have had you married, instead of wasting my resources debuting you."

"Please you would never have believed me. When have you ever believed a thing I say? It is too late now, I will not live your life. You represent me as the only child you had after Papa betrayed your bond. You settled for treating me ill instead of having the courage to turn your back on him. I will not make the same mistake."

"I am your mother, you will do as I say."

"I most assuredly will not. You gave birth to me but you have never been my mother. I will drag our family's tattered reputation further into the gutter before the whole of society if you interfere with my love life. You will find I have nothing left to lose but my freedom and there is much I will sacrifice to keep it."

Portia can see it in her eyes, Penelope will burn everything and everyone to the ground to avoid marriage to Colin Bridgerton. Hell she may enjoy burning it all, in retribution for what she has endured. Her youngest daughter is a stranger to her. She loves Penelope she does but she also hates that Penelope is a child born from a severed bond. She is a reminder of betrayal and weakness to her.

"Do not test my resolve, mother. I promise you will be appalled by the lengths I go to and the spite I harbor. I want to be left alone during the off season. Next season I will pursue the marriage mart in search for a husband. I will arrange my own sponsor and chaperones."

Portia exits with rage and pride burning under her chest. She will wash her hands of Penelope unless she does something that causes a scandal. The sooner she leaves the better. Still Portia is going to make Colin Bridgerton regret surviving the bond, he ruined her ball and overshadowed her marvelous fireworks display.

Penelope watches her mother leave with relief. She will not allow anything to taint her new start. She pulls her nightgown back on and calmly rings her bell for food, tea, and a bath. There is much she must accomplish today. She must put out her paper, make plans to leave Mayfair before Colin recovers enough to call on her.

She needs time to grieve, plot, and heal. She needs to learn how to put herself first. Who is she? What is she, when she is not busy being the other half of Colin Bridgerton's soul? What is her future, now?

She knows she must grow a thicker skin. The Ton will be dissecting her every move searching for weaknesses. All will be searching for that elusive reason to explain why charming Colin Bridgerton did not want her. She will not take the blame for this. He had acknowledged their soul bond when he was twelve and she was ten. Then he had gone off to Elton and returned a distant figure. Somewhere along the way he changed his mind and decided he could do better.

She could not be gracious about his rejections any longer, with the severance she no longer has to. She is so very tired of being gracious of other people's faults. He is not hers anymore, she shall not concern herself with him or his family in anyway other than avoidance.

She will be gone from Mayfair tonight. She will miss most of the Bridgerton's but she has to move on. A clean break from her once fated family is a price she is willing to pay. She shall send a farewell for Lady Violet to thank her for her years of kindness but that is all, she can afford. Perhaps she will send Lord Bridgerton a note so he can keep his family away from her. Yes that would be best the last thing she needs is dutiful Anthony Bridgerton deciding she is his responsibility. She will have to nip that nonsense in the bud.

She sets her maid to packing her belongings for a long trip. She has discreet travel arrangements to make and some documents to drop off. Thank god she already had forged identification documents in the event she was discovered as Lady Whistledown. She will be able to disappear without the Bridgertons tracking her down.

[my-little-enby-shop]

Ok, here is a scan of a pencil drawing of The Lamb, The Goat and Narinder from cotl, that i made.

Maybe i will use this scan to make a digital version? Idk.

Im gonna yap a bit about my headcannons for them / my versions of them / the story i would make for them.

Please read the last 2 akapits, if you have any comments/thoughts/critique.

So the Lamb at the beggining in the game is crying when they are executed. In that time they probably know nothing about the prophecy or what/who death is, they just know that all the lambs are hunted.

That makes them hate the Bishops a lot (justifyably) (did i spell that right?). So when they are offered a second chance at life, a chance to get revange AND to avenge their species (i dont think they knew they were the last lamb before the execution, so the avenging is not something they thought a lot about before) there is no way they would refuse. The choice between "yes" and "absolutly" is a choice between agreeing to do the job becouse of the benefits (yes), and being enthusiastic about finding a new purpuse and new life (absolutly).

My lamb doesnt know anything about The One Who Waits, they dont have a strong opinion on him. They know he is powerfull and he helped them, so they probably consider him an ally/patron more then a deity they worship. They dont build any statues of him, all the religus imigery in the cult is of the lamb and the crown. They agreed to start a cult in his name, meaning for him, becouse he cant do so himself. Not in his name, meaning the cult is worshipping him.

They definitly relate to people who are about to be sacraficed, they want to help them, like they were helped by TOWW (The One Who Waits), and they make the cult a safe place for anyone who wants to escape from bishops.

However many deaths of theirs, and their followers, the ability to sacrafice, resurect, it all makes them a bit detached from it all over the years. They care more about making their cult a safe and nice place to be, than about people in the cult. They are not above killing off sick people to prevent a plage from spreading, if they cant heal them. Bigger pictere and all that.

They hate dissenters. Do not argue with the lamb.

The only person they view as an equal is the goat. From the trailer we see that:

a) the goat came thru a portal, which was also a reflection in a puddle.

b) the goat can fuse with the lamb if they are not needed.

c) the goat messes with the lamb, they are close and they help each other.

From that i think that the goat, while they are their own person (diffrent personality from the lamb) they still are somehow connected to the lamb/one with the lamb, scince they can fuse.

I think that the portal being a mirror is symbolic of the goat being a part of the lambs mind, an alter ego, or something, that being COMBINED with a ghost/shadow/memory/whatever of a long dead hero, the original Goat. I dont want to do "the goat is from another universe", becouse as fun as it is, it doesnt explain them fuseing. And i refuse to belive that 2 people can merge together in cotl. Steven universe is cool, but come on, that would be a long proccess that probably would break someone before making a functoning stable entity.

My Goat is the type of person the Lamb would idealise in their youth, someone strong, capable, and who doesnt show affection or lets anyone close (the whole being hunted their whole life part PROBABLY influenced that. You know, bonding is hard when everyone is out to get you)

The part of the Goat that represents the "hero from the past" does care about people though. They are very close with the Lamb, becouse as a part of them, they understand that they MAYBE are not ok mentally.

Though sometimes it makes them overprotective.

I think they would be like an older sibling to the lamb (not shipping that, unless i change my mind on them being like siblings. As much as i like The Lamb/The Goat/Narinder togather, this one would eventually be only The Lamb/Narinder in theoretical future. If they can go thru the "enemis" to "lovers" that is) and the Goat would mostly advise the Lamb, and protect them. But scince they are also supposed to represent what the young Lamb thought was "cool strong adult" they are also quite edgy. They still help the Lamb with their emotions and are worried about them, but when in public, they are "nonchalant" and "cool" and "mysteious".

After the Lamb grows up (they are quite young when they are sacraficed, but not a child), they dont idolize the Goat as much anymore, but they still are very attached to them.

I think the Goat would often go to Ratau when the Lamb was asleep to talk/get advice. (I think that at least at the beggining the lamb would need to eat and sleep, like in penitance mode, but over time they would need it less and less, with Goat being half-ghost-but-not-really, they wouldnt need it at all).

The Goat dosnt like TOWW. They dont trust any god. They dont remember why (they are only a fragment of the hero from a long time ago).

They do remember some things though, and often entertain the Lamb with storys from their life.

Just now i got the idea, that maybe the original Goat was a servant of Shamura. They were given the purple crown while Shamura wasnt using it, and they were supposed to protect Kallamar and TOWW when they were young. And then when they grew up the original Goat was no longer usefull, and was sacraficed (VERY not willingly) to give Shamura (or TOWW with him being the youngest one at the time) more power. Thats why TOWW is dead set on sacraficing the Lamb, its something he learned was part of the whole crown shareing thing/ritual/deal, even though in reality it wasnt nesseccery. Of course the Goat would NOT remember that they were connected to the Bishops in any way, and they just hate all gods in general, becouse they felt betrayed, but they dont know why.

The crown of the Goat doesnt have the same eye shape as the purple crown of Shamura (each crown has unique eye shape), but it can be explained as it now being a copy made from the red crown, that is supposed to represent the crown that they once had. So the red crown splits in two, and DOESNT sit upon two brows, becouse the Lamb and the Goat technicly are one, and its not technicly one crown. Double loophole.

Now onto my Narinder. He is transmasc (definitly not becouse i love the version of him from "the red crown cafe" (i really do love it, its great)). He wants to be in control and is afraid of betrayal, vast open spaces, and not being able to move (wow, i am so creative. Giving him trauma? Revolutionary!). Now the thing i came up with myself, (and i want it to be the point of my Narinder, scince everyone makes him rebelius) is the fact that he completly gives up after indoctrination. "I will follow your teachings faithfully" he is not saying that becouse he wants to be a servant of the Lamb, he is saying that becouse holy crap, he is a mortal now. He is standing in front of a god. Would anyone risk their life for their pride, especially when your life and death mean nothing to the god in front of you? Literally they mean nothing to them, scince the have power over life and death.

He DIDNT kill himself when he was trapped for a thousnd years in nothingness, even though it probably was a giant strain on his sanity. He wanted to live. He wanted to not be held in place, and to have power.

Also he didnt view him wanting to sacrafice the Lamb, as him betraying them. He thought it was obvius from the start, that that was implied, and the Lamb was being selfish for wanting to live. (Yeah, he is messed up)

He was genuienly surprised and upset when the Lamb refused.

HE felt betrayed.

The only thing he can do now, is to be a good little follower. Work. Eat. Sleep.

But then he notices something. His wrists and ancles do not heal from the chains. And he begins to feel that maybe he has some power left (immortality trait).

Now, the Lamb knows this. They can read minds, thay see the "traits". But they worked so hard. They are the last god in this lands. They see all the suffering the bishops coused, and they just want to forget it, put it in the past, never think of it again.

So they leave him be. They dont care for someone who betrayed them. They just dont want to think about anything bishop related.

The Goat on the other hand, doesnt trust Narinder at all.

When TOWW ordered the Lamb to sacrafice themself to him, the Goat was FURIOUS. They would kill him at the slightest sign of him scheaming.

I want there to be some reson for Narinder to feel forced to interact with the Lamb even though he is scared.

Maybe there are some things the new god of death has to do, now that he is not in the afterlife.

Or, maybe for some reson he must tell the Lamb about their duty to free the Bishops.

Maybe he has to teach them something.

The Lamb always finds excuses to not listen to him, to not talk to him.

Narinder is super stressed, becouse he doesnt want the Lamb to think of him, becouse he thinks they would torture him out of vengance/becouse they are a god and he is a mortal, BUT he still feels that he needs for some reson instruct them on something important regarding godhood, or something.

And the Goat doesnt let Narinder anywhere near the Lamb, even though the Lamb told them to "just leave the old god alone, he is not worth any attention", or maybe the Goat doesnt want to worry the Lamb with their suspicions? Idk.

They definitly dont watch him sleep to make sure he doesnt try anything. /s

In short:

The Lamb is kind, but ruthless. They want to forget the Bishops and anything related to them.

The Goat is protective of the Lamb, and understand them better then anyone else. They still mess with them sometimes to not let them become as cold as all the gods before them.

Narinder is conflicted. He hates the Lamb, respects them, and feels the need to interact with them even though he fears them. If anyone of the two falls for the other, he would be the first if he got to know them better.

Now i know there is the questline of helping the bishops with their relics being "repaired", but i didnt play it to the end. I know that it ends with the entire bishop family in front of the cult talking to the lamb about something, and you getting the Narinders claw, but i want to expirince it myself, and if it contradicts anything i just said, i will maybe change some things, on my own. After i play thru it. Without being spoiled (hopefully).

If anyone who reads this has any thoughs, please let me know. This is my first time creating something in any fandom, so i will listen to any constructive criticism, if there is some mistake i did (aside from potentially contradicting the new lore).

[give-grian-rights]

ok im bad at staying focused . QUICK WEIRD HEADCANONS

With Players, upon respawning, the fatal wound is healed, so they don't fall into a slow and painful death-loop. Smaller non-fatal wounds are kept, but usually are scabbed or healed over. You can feel the pain of both. More powerful Admins can prevent most scarring and mark-leaving injuries entirely.

Scar has a curse that makes him retain all scars and injuries, regardless of death, or intervention. Only manually healing and treating wounds can help. Something he, typically, does not take the time to do.

Grian is partially deaf, with tinnitus, in part to . both Yandere High School and his love for tnt. He uses hearing aids and hides batteries for them...everywhere. including on people. he can just grab Mumbo or Scar and pull out a pair of hearing aid batteries from somewhere on their clothes, no matter the outfit. He knows Japanese and British sign language.

Stress is comedically always somewhere in the distance from Iskall. they say something stupid and you can just vaguely hear Stress shout something correcting them, or laughing at them.

Players have different religions. Players that spent most of their time in Survival, single player, normal servers, usually say "Oh my Dev", or "Oh my Void" interchangeably. Some massive Servers do not allow Players to leave until a certain age. those Servers usually have some variation of god. Gord (Yandere high school), Dream XD (dreamsmp), Lady Irene (minecraft diaries), etc. it is. human nature to rediscover religion i guess

Chat, which represents youtube comment section and live stream messages, are little vexes and wisps of code with intelligence. not quite alive, but vaguely sentient and omnipresent. They can take control of different things. Only some people can hear them, and unless you're a Vex hybrid, you cannot hear other people's chats. You can, however, see them when they're manifested as things.

Grian's Chat takes a different form to talk to him every season. His Chat started in Evo SMP, as sentient clayballs. Season 6 of Hermitcraft, baby chickens. Season 7, parrots. Season 8, eggs. Season 9, pebbles and rocks.

Scar's Chat just doesn't try to hide. They're Vexes. so is Cubs.

Doc's was creepers. they were still hostile, his Chat would just speak through them before they exploded or die. they found it hilarious. They have since changed to be goats.

Xisuma's appears as messages inside his helmet, while also talking to him.

Joe's chat is a comedical mix of things. Some are floating dish rags like ghosts. Some are just lime green panes of glass. Right now (s9/empires crossover) they are the cats. Usually they don't bother with a form.

Ren's Chat are dogs, AND dog stuffed animals. some of Chat didn't get the memo and thats ok.

[skylerskyhigh]

I'm just gonna put thought of my fic (Cut Yourself On My Glass Plate) here. Because AO3 is down and i have brainworm

So regarding Cale's powers, currently he has three.

Blood Cutting Shard, Regeneration of a Tenacious Will, and Absolute Blood Control.

Blood Cutting Shard is a glass based power. Cale can summon glass and shape it into anything. The power is stronger when the glass is broken and the shards can be used for offensive attacks. The drawback is numbness when his glass gets broken a lot of times.

Regeneration of a Tenacious Will is a healing ability that only activates when he is on the brink of death. It also gives a berserk mode until his adrenaline runs out. The drawback is increase pain whenever he heals from death.

Absolute Blood Control is a blood based power that allows him to have absolute control over his blood. He can change his blood to have any ability, including healing ability or turn it into fire. The drawback is that he can only control his own blood and he needs to bleed to use it.

Is anyone sensing a pattern?

I just thought about it myself.

Cale is picking up powers that represent his mental state. The drawbacks reflect the struggles that Cale goes through in the story.

Glass- Breaking and reshaping himself, using his own shards to hurt the ones who hurt him. A period of numbness where he feels nothing. Cale is just like a broken glass.

Regeneration- The unwavering desire to live but followed by the unending pain of being alive. Living hurts. He had to fight to stay alive, literally willing himself away from death.

Blood- Cale cannot help anyone unless he hurts himself. But help people too much and he'll lose too much blood and die.

It's a repeating cycle that reflects Cale's mental state. A cycle of numbness, pain, and self sacrifice. Cale's lack of self worth is reflected in the powers he hold. The more he uses them, the more it hurts him. But in a way, it is also freeing for him. As if he is making up for the mistakes of his past.

Just thought it was interesting. It reminds me of depression and the manifestation of it. How it haunts Cale.

Now I have to figure out Cale's next power that will break the cycle. Something healing.

[taiey]

tma fanon:

basira: hey jon can you do this thing for me that explicitly involves using your spooky eye powers and that will therefore drain you and make you hungry. no you can’t eat someone’s trauma afterward. what do you mean you don’t have the exact information i need yet?

tma canon: she does not know that, and when she does know she does not do that.

Could she know the price? We have no statements about other Eye avatars, unless you count Gerry, who seems to know that hospital keycode freely. Statements from other avatars don’t mention ‘paying’ for using their abilities because they’re, uh, not running low, generally speaking. Elias is exactly as helpful as ever.

And, of course, John is deliberately concealing the true cost of his powers all through the first half of season 4.

He’s sort of still concealing that, in 146? He says, you know, I got blown up and stabbed and buried alive so then went out and tortured someone. …which are all physical injuries. For Jess Tyrell, we can guess from the matching 'two weeks’ that the trigger was him trying to Know of Peter Lukas’s plans in 139, but all John says now is “I just tried to – I was weak. R-Ravenous”. (possibly because “I hurt myself trying to learn things, and therefore hurt someone else” is … a very Eye thing, and a noticeable escalation from “I got hurt trying to save the world from the Stranger/Melanie from the Slaughter/Daisy from the Buried”.)

So she lacks background information on the subject. She also has very poor intuition when it comes to the Fears; real logic is more natural to her than their dream logic. Sometimes this serves her very well, like the Unknowing! Other times… well, “So I’m guessing it represents academic isolation or something?” in 195 is a funny example of her difficulties. But it’s all ultimately of a piece with how she reacts to John’s Eye powers in season 4. There’s a sort of lurching - she’s kinda freaked by his Knowing things early in the season (and the Eye says “sweet! just what i was going for!”) but over-corrects to “By this point, I just assume the Eyeball tells you” by 140. She doesn’t instinctively get that it’s only going to volunteer stuff like “your year eight PE teacher died of pancreatic cancer”. (and the Eye says “aw, i was hoping for more than 'I… wasn’t wondering?’”)

What she does know… she probably has the tape from 107, where John was in America compelling people for information on Gertrude’s movements and growing gradually weaker until he read one paper statement and was fine. She knew she brought him after he woke up from his coma just in case and he read that asap and seemed recovered; she didn’t know, for months, that he wasn’t. She knows that he forced Breekon out of the Archives and extracted a statement from him and that seemed… strenuous? But that, if he was telling the truth, he didn’t go and hurt any random strangers to heal from it.

That seems the obvious comparison for 148, now that I think of it. (in the sense of 'obvious’ where i have never thought of that before writing this, lolp) He didn’t tell her that it was trying to Know Lukas’s plans that hurt him; he did imply that extracting Breekon’s didn’t (like that); when she says “Any luck finding her?”, well, what’s she got to compare it to? He did say in 140 that “I deliberately tried to… Know something, like I did in the coffin, but there was too much, and, uh –[…] It just hurt” but that’s framing it as the size of the request, not opposition, that hurt. A location is just one piece of information; that’d be 'small’, right?

John doesn’t say anything like “I’m just seeing what you’re seeing. Still a bit weak from my trip up north, to be honest.” and then, more specifically, “Doing that sort of thing consciously… makes me hungry.” until… 147 and 148.

She doesn’t sound like she takes it very seriously ...but she drops the question immediately. In 155 she’s the one looking for Trevor/Julia/Annabelle, not John. In 158 she asks for his normal human thoughts on various things, analysis of the information they have and not spooky Insights. [and yes those are the only further episodes with john and basira talking in s4 lol :|]

That one question in 148 is the first time she learns the price and the last time she asks him to use his powers.

Until season 5, when the price is, very evidently, already paid.