#WHAT THE FUCK IS AGNUS DOING HERE

[tallmadgeandtea]

IS MY LIFE A FUCKING JOKE TO YOU OUTLANDER CASTING TEAM?!

[poptartmochi]

need to get back into drawing 💢

[mxiaogod]

— 16. [AGNUS] SUKUNA AU X FEM AFAB! READER

WARNING : VERY CRUEL, CANNIBALISM REFERENCES, PENETRATION, BITING, MANHANDLING, CUNNILINGUS, JUST PLAIN HATE FUCK? LMAO IDEK HOW TO TAG THIS ANYMORE, DARK CONTENT! NSFW, (DNI IF YOU AREN’T 18+)

A/N : Y'all I’m back after a year omfg, thank you for 437 followers! I’m grateful for the recognition. I got lazy halfway writing the rest of the smut, sorry y'all.🧍‍♀️

— Sacrifice of the self is noble, sacrifice of others is cowardly. A life forlorn while doom is in your blood. There is no room for terror of demons if you were born for one.

“You are our salvation, my beautiful, beautiful daughter.” Lithe fingers thread through the strands of your hair, intertwining with frail and bony fingers. Your mother coughs, each sound scratchy like a record player but each syllable lulling you in a state of tenderness.

“Why me, mother?” You asked, your voice betraying your heart. You are stuck in a state of confusion, thoughts spiraling as to why out of all, you?

“My darling, we aren’t made to last forever and there will be no peace in eternity.” As her words spill from her chapped lips and sharp tongue, so do the tears that kiss the bone of your cheeks. 

A sacrificial lamb, agnus. That’s all you were ever destined for. Destined to be nothing but ruins sedimenting until the depths of your soul, a divine offering to a god like him. 

They say that fear is a common reaction to the divine and that does frighten you. A chill suddenly hugged your frame, bones shaking from trepidation. You are born and you blossomed from the land of death, a doomed faith filled with nothing but misery and wisteria. 

A booming knock sounded from the wooden door, along with the crash of thunder storm and the rise and fall of the seas. “It is time! You must hurry, he is angry! The god is getting angry!” accompanied by screams of terror, the children, the people, you thought. The water level rises up along with your constant sobs and tears of panic.

Your mother scurries, holding you up by the sharp points of your elbow forcing you to stand and face your fate. A wretched and noble flavor leaves a bitter taste in your tongue. Your lip curls as to why? A constant question in your mind. You bite your lip in pretense of bravery.

You walk slowly out of the door, facing the unforgiving seas with only a dagger clasped within the calluses of your hand. You walk up until the tips of your toes kiss the foam of the waves, drawing a big breath, a gust of wind fills and expands your lungs, feeling like something is caught in your throat. You close your eyes, wispy lashes caressing your cheeks as tears still escape the tight bindings. You remember all the lives lost and the safety of others, engraved in your mind and forever a resolve.

“Where are you! Show yourself, I am not a coward! I come here to face you.” You shout into oblivion, your saccharine voice echoing through the waters.

“Reveal yourself! Don’t waste my fucking time!” Your shouts are getting angrier, feeling like there’s gravel stuck in your throat. All the while your palms clutch the blade harder, drawing cardinals from the crevices of your palm. 

A swishing sound caused your neck to snap forwards, heavy steps slapping against the salty waters. “Ah, what a sweet lamb, eh?” A Shadow makes its eldritch dance, telling stories of terror in the buoyant breeze. His gravelly voice reaches your ears, it’s depths like a punch in your gut. 

“I can feel your misery sweet lamb.” He taunts, his voice echoing and teasing your mind. You squint through the haze, trying to make up his figure but he blends well with the fog and the raindrops mess with your vision.

You finally get a clear view of his hauntingly beautiful face, a scream making it way past your lips in shock and terror. Your whole life was dedicated to this, but nothing could have prepared you for Sukuna, the god of the unforgiving seas.

“I get that reaction a lot, more than you know.” He says unfazed, walking slowly and unforgiving towards you. You blink to get a clear view of divine masculinity. Blushed hair with markings that tell tales, kissing all over his sinewy form. A man that is not like mankind with four arms and a profusion of faces. 

He is so hauntingly, and devastatingly beautiful.

All the while stunned by the creature, he suddenly shocks you by stabbing his trident with great force and speed, caging in your neck, sharp claws burying in the sand. You let out a sharp cry as your body falls, embracing your impact while your downy skin clashes with the rough sand. Your hands immediately grip the sharp claws of his weapon while trying to find yours. “Do not even try it.” He says with cruel eyes and a sharp smirk.

“No– NO!” You cry out in defeat, your mind spiraling into hysteria. What a fool you thought, your whole life was dedicated to fight and achieve victory against this wretched god, but you were left with defeat in seconds without even a single slash on his scarred skin. 

He kneels down beside your form, caressing your cheeks affectionately. You were dumbfounded and you found yourself leaning into the touch. 

A man you were taught to despise your whole life, was the only man who showed you what affection felt like in a slither of a second. 

You stare at his peculiar face with betraying eyes and lashes wet with tears. “Little lamb, you are an instrument of war.” He says, confusing you even further.

Your chest heaves in confusion, wondering whether to kiss the man or slit his throat. You try to swallow in attempts to relieve the dryness of your throat.

“I don’t understand–” you shake your head, “We’re supposed to, I’m supposed to-” You were interrupted with a feral kiss, his winter lips as cold as stone. It felt like a loving rub to your back, a mother’s affection and a friendship that you missed out on your whole life. His kiss was ferocious and unforgiving, but he has given you nothing but beautiful madness. Your pale white dress clings to your skin, hugging your figure. Baring the sharp points of your nipples due to the coldness of the cruel storm.

His angry, roaming hands make their way to every inch of your body, sanctifying your soul. He reaches your pussy, baring your soul to him. The waves smash around the rocks in the shallows, their foam crests creating a chaotic lace on the blue. 

“What a sweet, sweet lamb, all for me, right?” He asks in a tauntingly soft voice, you can’t do nothing but agree, like a dumbstruck whore. 

Your hips lift in an attempt to chase pleasure as his fingers circle your clit. He grips the skin of your hips in a bruising clutch as his tongue darts out to lick the length of you stomach in a maddening path up and down, sealing his cruel intentions deep into your skin. Open mouthed kisses placed in your lower abdomen as you moan sweetly at the foreign sensation of pleasure and sentiment. Still confused at the fact that you were taught to hate a man who has so far shown you nothing but pleasure and cruel affection.

Sukuna lifts your dress that sticks to your skin angrily, like it was blasphemy for anything to touch your skin other than him. Lush and plump thighs greeted him, along with the sweetest pussy ever bared to him. He parts your pussy lips with his thumb, opening you up in the most sensitive way.

“I love the sounds you make, so sweet, so saccharine.” He says, while his thumb plays with your clit. 

He grips your thighs and lifts your hips, holding you by your iliac crest and greedily covering your cunt with his mouth.

“Not even the sweetest fruit on earth could ever hold a candle to the taste of your pussy.” He murmurs as he eats you out unforgivingly, his tongue stretching you in sweet agony.

“Oh gods, it feels so good.” You moan breathily, he stops momentarily, his hands gripping your face while his sharp nails dig into the plush of your cheeks. 

“I’m here, and I’m the only god you’ll address while you’re bared to me, and only me.” He says with enough force for submission, you could only nod your head in response.

He sits on the soles of his feet as he admires the beautiful picture you paint for him, his cock throbbing while the scent and sweetness of your pussy still lingering on his tongue. 

“You could drive a god crazy and wonder what their fingers did before they held you.” He says in admiration as he fists his cock, veiny and throbbing, dripping with pre-cum.

Your hips twitch in desire and terror, wondering how you’re ever going to take him in your pussy.

His mouth roams around your breast, his incisors driving down and biting on the soft flesh above your left breast, drawing crimson blood and marks all over your body, marking it as his temple.  

You release a cry from the pain and pleasure, the only two other sensations you’ve ever felt other than doom and terror. He shushes your cry by licking on the wound as he releases sounds of pleasure from the taste of your blood and flesh. 

You no longer believe in anything other than the way he holds your flesh between his teeth, as it starts to taste like religion to him.

His hands cage your hips, pinning them down to the sand leaving no room for protest. He aligns his cock to your pussy, driving in full force with no mercy. You cry and cry out from the pain until it turns into pleasure, blood covering the premises of your thighs and his hips. His eyes close from heaven on earth and he looks so beautiful with you all over his mouth.

You moan his name until it is no different than a prayer. You begin to think you’re sick in the head for committing such acts of crime that everyone would shame and frown upon but god you wanted him, in some primal, wild way, full of teeth, blood and flesh.

Because after all, cruelty was the only love you’ve ever known. 

[samgirl98]

Mending a Family 44/?

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Two days after Tim left, Jason regretted giving him his phone number. Not because the kid was trying to convince him to return to Gotham but because he would text him at the most random times with the most innate things. Seriously, did he ever sleep? Why was he trying to find out who robbed a store and took only the left socks?

Okay, the last one was interesting, but why was he doing it at 2:42 a.m.? Go to sleep!

Jason rubbed his eyes and continued setting up the snacks for the first book club meeting. Ghost Writer was literally glowing at the prospect of the first meeting. Jason constantly reminded him to stop lighting up if he didn’t want to freak people out. After telling him the sixth time, Jason wondered if meeting in Ghost Writer’s bookstore was a bad idea.

He sighed, “Too late, now.”

Jason had used the bookstore’s website so people who signed up could also vote from six choices. It had been a close call, but most people chose Sense and Sensibility. Jason couldn’t overstate his happiness that the first book would be an Austen novel. Jason might not have read it in a while, but he had it almost memorized and found himself more engrossed than usual in the novel. They only had to read the first five chapters for the first meeting, but Jason couldn’t help but finish it in one sitting while Jazz had had the kids.

Jason looked up as the bell over the door rang. A middle-aged woman entered the bookstore. Jason recognized her from the school and greeted her warmly. Then, an older lady entered. She had curly, short silver hair and thick glasses that made her eyes look huge. Jason greeted her and pointed her toward the snack bar. Next was a couple who bickered with each other. It wasn’t loud, but it felt overwhelming in such an enclosed space. Jason hoped that they wouldn’t continue arguing with each other the whole time.

Next, a young woman who looked to be college-aged showed up. Her hair was in a bun, and she was dressed as if she were going to an interview. Jason looked down at his ratty T-shirt and holey jeans and suddenly felt ragged. A few minutes later, a guy with a bushy beard and covered in tattoos entered. He looked like a biker.

Jason couldn’t help but be excited as he talked to the people who had entered. Barring the couple, everyone seemed happy to be there. Jason heard the bell ring once more. His smile fell when he saw the person who had entered.

Avril fucking Dubois. Fuck.

Jason ignored Avril as much as he could. He refused to let her ruin this for him.

They went around and introduced each other. The couple, Henry and Vanessa, went first. Halfway through introducing themselves, they started bickering. Jason quickly went to the next person.

The older woman was Agnus.

“I’m so glad this book club started. I love literature, and most of the people I used to talk to are gone now. I hope being around you young people will give me new perspectives.”

“Welcome, Agnus,” Jason said. He had a feeling he would get along with her. Next was the college student.

“My name is Charlotte. I’m here to find like-minded people who enjoy reading as much as I do. I can bring new insights and hope to learn from other people’s points of view. I hope to be a good asset to this club.”

“Um,” Jason had no idea what to say in response to that introduction. “Well, welcome; just having you here is awesome.”

“Hello, Jay. I know you know me, but for everyone else, my name is Carrie. I love to read but have very little time to do so with my children. I decided I needed some ‘me’ time, so I joined. I can't wait to discuss literature with other like-minded people.”

“Name’s Jerry,” Biker dude said, “I’m here to broaden my horizons and to see more of the world through books. Happy to be here.”

Jason smiled warmly toward him. He loved that Jerry didn’t fit into the stereotypical bookworm category. It made Jason feel validated somehow. Of course, Avril had to ruin by sniffing at Jerry’s introduction and haughtily introducing herself.

“My name is Avril Dubois. I’m the president of the PTA at my children’s school.”

Why would anyone care about that?

“I studied literature and English in college, so I thought this club would be a good way to continue my love of literature and help spread what I know. It’s certainly nice to meet such a…interesting band of people.”

Jason gritted his teeth at Avril’s blatant insult and decided to introduce himself.

“Hello, my name’s Jay. I started this book club so I can talk and discuss with others the books I read. I am so glad to have so many people here who share my passion for the written word. I would also like to thank Mr. Edwards for letting us use his bookstore for this little club.”

Ghostwriter waved a hand and sat by Jason. Thankfully, he looked like a very pale man and wasn’t glowing.

“I put a little poll online, and Sense and Sensibility won. I’m excited to talk about this book. Austen is one of my favorite authors. So, did everyone read the first five chapters?”

The discussion started, and Jason had to admit (at least to himself and not Roy) that this was a good idea.

Jason couldn’t help but feel joy being in a group of people arguing whether or not it was Mrs. Dashwood’s fault that Elinor had to have sense and had become a parent due to Mrs. Dashwood’s habit of letting her emotions take over.

Even the couple stopped bickering with each other to gang up on Jerry and Agnus. At one point, Jason and Avril were on the same page. Well, weirder things, he guessed.

When the first meeting ended, Jason felt his core humming with happiness.

Jason personally saw everyone out—even Avril.

“Well, I was pleasantly surprised, Jay. Who knew you had some knowledge of Austen? Don’t be late to the PTA meeting tomorrow, if possible.”

Even Avril’s backhanded compliment didn’t bring Jason’s spirits (ha!) down. He couldn’t wait for the next meeting.

Quick disclaimer: I have never read Austen.

I tried to read it for this chapter, but it's not my cup of tea, so I did something I have never done before: I used cliff notes, lol. I kinda wish I could've gotten into it because I see so much of Jason in Marianne. For example, Jason uses his emotions to live his life, and it has caused him problems with his family

Likewise, I see bits of Jazz in Elinor. But since I can't really go into it I decided to put it here on the notes.

anyway, enjoy

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[zoominballs-the-second-time]

Agnus was wondering through one of the forests when she saw Zoomin. He seemed vaguely familar, but she couldn't quite recall if she had met him before.

He hadn't spotted her yet, so she decided to hide behind a tree and observe him for the time being.

No, I don't care that you're not carrying out a mission at the moment. I will still be narrating you. Go back to stalking this random individual you just found, as that's what you've chosen to do with your time.

- @ball-ghost-tennis

"FUCK FUCK FUCK! Why would you let me do that. HUH!

~calm down, calm down. You choose that. its not my fault you lied so poorly~

"SHUT UP. You aaaiugh."

~ ~

"JUST... just ...jus"

~sshhh. Hold on~

"what NOW"

~somebody's here you you dimwit~

" "

~well say something to them. You know I can't~

"um Hello? is someone there?"

[ball-ghost-tennis]

Agnus's mood had switched at the drop of a hat. She kept the same smile on her face, although she glared at Aspen with a thinly-veiled rage. Aspen didn't look back at her but took a deep breath, as if it could still feel her anger.

"We were... friends once. It may have been fake, but logically, you had to have cared for us at some point. ...You wouldn't have faked it for so long if you didn't."

...

It's words only pushed Agnus over the edge more. She seemed about ready to snap at it at any moment.

If she'd just calm down and stop acting like a wild animal, she could do her job properly-

"Hey, Atlas?"

What.

"Do you mind shutting the fuck up? Something here is asking to get it's head bashed in, and I have a job to do. On my own."

[i-want-tennis-ball]

hiiii sybiilll

1, 2, 5, 9, 28, 29, 32, 35, 37, 40, 41, 44 (dont have to do all of them if you dont want to!!)

woah! heya! Lemme see how much I can do here, writing this may take a second I apologize

1. (Favorite character you've interacted with?)

Well, I love all (most) of my children equally (except Niall he doesn’t count), but the best person I’ve ever really spoken to was probably the wonderful @old-tennis-ball ! We have had few interactions, and very early on, but truly they were a lovely person to talk to :)

2. (Least favorite character you've interacted with?)

Niall. Agnus comes in close second.

5. (Fuck/kiss, marry, kill out of everyone you've interacted with)

That’s a lot of people I am uncertain about! Of the ones I do have definitive answers for though, marry Cleo kill Niall kiss Maddie(’s grave?).

9. (Do you know how to fight/are you able to defend yourself?)

I don’t know. I never taught myself, but I’ve had to fight back from entire villages of angry people before and I’m still here. I guess I don’t formally “know”, but I could probably pick it up fast.

28. (How important to you are your morals? What would it take for you to break your moral code?

In all honesty, I don’t even understand my own moral code, if it exists. The one thing I know though is, I don’t care how well I know you, if you bring harm to my tennis ball family you are dead to me. It’s take a HELL of a lot to bend or break that.

29. (Have you committed any crimes?)

According to some, my existence is a crime. (Even though I’ve been in this area for over 2 years, I don’t know the laws of this area well enough to be certain if I’ve done much of anything else incriminating. is attempted murder a crime?)

32. (Have you ever killed or seriously injured anyone?)

I think a couple times accidentally? I have multiple murder attempts on.. someone, though, and I’m not sure if I ever accidentally killed someone in those 3 years fighting for my life.

35. (What are your opinions on the last person you interacted with?)

Cleo, I think? It’s… complicated. I’m glad he’s essentially saved me recently but I am deeply disturbed by his views of tenniskind. I mean, if he wants them dead, who’s to say he didn’t also want my people dead, if I ever even had a people? I’m waiting for him to do something about it though, I need to know if he genuinely feels this way about us or if he’s just propagandized.

37. (What are your thoughts on @i-hate-tennis-ball and @i-want-tennis-ball being on good terms now?)

I don’t even know anymore to be honest (see above)

40. (Are you attracted to anyone at the moment?)

haha! nope! not at all! (see above). Even if I did, I’m scared Maddie will think I’ve left her behind. I don’t want her to have to watch me let go from the heavens.

41. (Are you afraid of death?)

I had a more-detailed explanation of this in a previous letter. What you need to know is I’m more afraid of my death’s consequences than the death itself.

44. (Do you have a good sense of memory? Would you rather remember or forget unpleasant things?)

I think the fact I completely forgot most of my life, soent two years thinking I led the people who actually saved me, the amount of false memories I probabky still have, and how looking back for most of my life is still fuzzy to me… I think the facts speak for themselves.

[spinningbuster98]

What do you think is important for a DMC adaptation?

I think there's two things at the very least to keep in mind:

The series' tone isn't simply "cool", it's "effortlessly and unashamedly cool". One of the biggest issues with the reboot was that it tried way too hard to be "cool" with its edgy swearing and tone that it just fell on its ass. Yeah sure some swearing here and there can work, but it has to fit the character: Nero is a potty mouth, Dante not as much, and if your Vergil says "shit" then you have a problem on your hands. Also the series shouldn't be ashamed of also being goofy, part of the reason Dante is so endearing is that he can somehow be both really cool and stupid looking at the same time, it's why stuff like the Agnus Shakespeare scene in DMC4 or the MJ dance off in DMC5 are so memorable. The series strikes a balance: it's often goofy, but it does take itself seriously just enough that it doesn't feel like a self deprecating parody

The series has to be earnest. We all joke about how stupid DMC often is but, as I just said, its stories always try to be somewhat serious and to have some form of character growth, or arc, or theme. Now wether said stories are told well or not can vary greatly (yadda yadda yadda DMC3 has the best story, DMC1 is way too stupidly told, DMC4 is way too rushed and DMC5 can feel undercooked), but that's no excuse for an adaptation to just say fuck it and use it as an excuse to do whatever it wants: videogames are still (often) not the greatest paradigm for storytelling, and adapting them into other media (like TV, comics or movies) that usually have a greater focus on storytelling can help improve this aspect. An adaptation can absolutely have a better narrative than its source material in this context, but it has to play within the rules of its source material, not outside of them otherwise it won't be an adaptation, but a simple excuse by writers to tell their own story using readily-made materials.

[abyssalpriest]

and like even MORE reason why im not laughing AT these people or thinking lesser of them, and am more so concerned bc..... ive been there ive based an entire religion and HOME off of half-truth lies............ is because I work with Lev and he does not correct people. If he came to you to talk and you were like "oh my god! Its God, youre real!" there's a big chance he'd be like "yeah sure I am anyway here's what I have to teach you and you can think im god". Hermes has talked to me before too like both him and Lev have talked about how inefficient it is to correct everyone who talks to you, like.....

Lev had come to me before in the guise of video game characters from THE video game my ex had made up a tonne of lies about and pulled me into a pop culture pagan cult surrounding it - while knowing my ex was doing that - and like. He eventually was a huge fucking reason i got out of that cult and part of how he did it was coming to me under PC pagan guises, but he knew i wasnt going to listen to him if he didnt show up like "yep im Kos nice to meet you" "oh hi yeah im damian yep just checking in" "hi agnus (oc) here for sure" - which in turn explicitly validated the lies the cult was based on, the lies of there being an entire world of (this game) out there in the astral and everyone from the game existed and whatnot. Again, he got me out of there, like. literally. he pulled me fucking from it, but if there is a goal, there doesnt need to be a road of pure truth for spirits to drag you to that goal

..... and that goal was for me. that was a goal to save me and it still involved lies. imagine the lies the royalty down there could spin and conveniently not correct in order to bring you further into worshiping them. Think of how fucked it gets when people worship the royalty of our world

Anyway. Lev doesnt even correct people on himself, why would he sit and be like "yeah no that didnt happen no we dont love all of you no we mostly dont even give a shit about your world bc most of us arent able to connect with it" ESPECIALLY because he and his brothers benefit from you thinking otherwise and a LOT of the gods' truths would propel their people away from them... AND HES THE ONE THAT IS LIKE.... EXPLICITLY "nope lmfao propaganda nope we did xyz bad thing ourselves yep im involved in war which you find to be inexcusable yep its very unsavoury" HES THE ONE THAT GETS INTO THIS SHIT OR AT LEAST COMPLETELY OWNS UP TO STUFF. IF EVEN HE RUNS W IT TO GET HIS JOB DONE WHY WOULDNT THE OTHER ROYALTY RUN WITH IT AND PERPETUATE IT

[starred-tennis-ball]

“Right over there” Andromeda points to a table on the other side of the room

(“That thing she’s talking to, it’s name is Atlas, he might be able to hear me but who gives 2 fucks, Agnus seems to think he is very arrogant. But then why is she talking to him? “)Hecate said in Andromeda’s head

(“She may be forced, that could be what I sensed earlier. This thing could be of higher power than her, and I don’t want to stereotype but those gods{she thinks with disgust} are always being arrogant and making lower class beings do their bidding”)

Now there is an awkward amount of silence so to fill the air Andromeda says

“So, are there any other tennis balls that live around here?”

While Andromeda is unpacking, there's a sudden knock on her door. Agnus is at the door, waiting to "welcome" the newcomer.

- @ball-ghost-tennis

Andromeda hears the knock and quickly runs to open the door

“Well hello there!” She says happily

and then rather awkwardly “So.. who do you happen to be?”

[wowlooknothing]

Hey so I have had a lot of ideas for TMA fics and I don't write fics,, like ever,, so if anyone wants some inspiration far a kinda crazy fic, here's most of my list:

• Au were martin really was a ghost

• Jonah killed Martin after Jon promised to not look in his head and when they go to fight Elias/Jonah it's revealed (that one's pretty wild and probably wouldn't work but I like it)

• Be more chill au -Jonah Magnus is the squip, Elias is Jeremy, Michael is Michael, Rich is either James wright or Maxwell Rayner

• Heathers au Jonah is JD Elias is Vanessa

• Dear Even Hansen au Elias is Connor

• What Joshua gilespie does in the eyepocolypse

• In 1997, Elias brings brownies into the archives. The last person he offers the brownies to is James Wright who considers the offer before informing Elias that the brownies are, in fact, filled to the fuckin brim with pot. Chaos ensues as the majority of the archives crew is now high from the pot brownies (Based on Gray's Anatomy Season 14 episode 20)

• Time travel aus-

• Ep 200 -> 1996: office Twink from artifact storage is 20 years older and Knows shit and also has new eyes (why is he here? That's for you to decide)

• Ep 200-> 1996: crazy rat man from tunnels is freaking out and Knows shit (Marto might also be there)

• 1996-> 2016: office Twink from artifact storage fucked with a thing and shit happens now it's 2016??? And there's also another him that's also Jonah Magnus who was also James wright??? Wild.

• Tattoo shop au: Flower shop- Mike, Tim, Sasha, Martin Tattoo shop- Gerry, Jon, Agnus? (Witchy shit shop- Oliver, Jane, Jude?)

• Ok so in like ep192 or whenever they see jonalias they just like,,, successfully pull him down and give him Eliass eyes back and it also might end the eyepocolypse but I'm not sure

• Au where Eric Delano lives and he and adelard dekker raise Gerry bc fuck mary

• 2016 the og crew is just havin a baller time but then what the fuck the world just ended? Turns out the web did the ritual before Jonah could pull it off that sucks well what the fuck then what do we do? Or it was just like,, a meteor or something? Full on you me and the apocalypse style

• Not!Jon

• Desolation!Tim

• A series of letters between Jonah and all the other boys (or Anabelle and all the other boys) in an 1800s au

• TAZ (the adventure zone) TMA AU:John=Jon Merle=Martin, Julia= Basira, Magnus=Daisy (kinda), Lup=Sasha (litch= not Sasha?), Taako=Tim, Lucretia= Gertrude, Davenport= Elias I guess, Krav= Oliver (duhzville), Barold= Micheal (litch= the distortion), Garfield the deals warlock= Mikaele Salesa

•^JohnxMerle(xDav?)

• TMA TAZ AU- Martin and others are a part of the IPRE and they meet Jon the Hunger/archivist.

[xyztrio721]

I managed to finish the first Chapter of Xenoblade 3 last night, and holy shit, there is so much to unpack here.

Since Tumblr crashed on me while I was trying to write down all of my thoughts and experiences with the game so far and I lost all of my progress with the original post, I’m going to try to keep this short. I’ll mainly be focusing on the screenshots I took throughout the chapter, and then I’ll add any additional thoughts at the end of the post.

Warning: Spoilers for Chapter 1 of Xenoblade Chronicles 3 ahead. Do not click or tap on Read More if you don’t have the game yet or haven’t cleared Chapter 1.

First off, the opening cutscene. I took two screenshots during it, and here’s the first one. There isn’t much I can say about this shot other than the fact that you can see Alcamoth floating in the distance (which is why I took this screenshot in the first place).

Here’s screenshot number two. This may not be an exact replica of the shot that appeared in one of the trailers for the game, but it’s close.

I have so many questions about this shot. What is going on? Is this the moment when the world of Xenoblade 1 collided with the world of Xenoblade 2?

Was Noah the only one who saw this? If so, why? Who or what chose to show this to Noah and no one else?

I’m guessing that these questions will be answered in a later chapter, but for now, I’ll have to deal with these questions lingering in the back of my mind.

This next screenshot… this is so fucked up.

I didn’t record a video showing this whole process, but the Queens of Keves and Agnus rebuild their armies by growing people in tubes. They start out as embryos, and then 3-5 seconds later, they are either kids or full-grown adults.

No one in Aionios is born, they are created. Created for the sole purpose of slaughtering the enemy in cold-blood. They don’t even get to live out a normal childhood. They are constantly training for war, constantly having to watch their homes and their people getting wiped out by the opposing nation, constantly having to deal with the trauma that comes from living in this hellscape of a world….

Why?

Why does the world have to be like this? Why are Keves and Agnus fighting in the first place? Why is the war still waging on? When will this suffering end?

…Sorry, I got a bit sidetracked. Back to the screenshots.

I got two of them from the cutscene where they show the Homecoming ceremony. Like the screenshots I took for the first cutscene of the game, the first one isn’t too important.

I mainly took this screenshot because the city everyone is in looks suspiciously similar to Mor Ardain’s capital, Alba Cavanich.

This second screenshot envokes a few questions. Who is this man?

Why did the camera keep coming back to him? Is he important to the story somehow? If so, how (don’t actually answer that, I don’t want to be spoiled).

He may have been Noah’s inspiration for becoming an off-seer, but I feel like there’s so much more to him that I won’t know until later.

Finally, I got to the combat system and the menus, and… what the fuck is this?!

This menu intimidates me! What does any of this mean?!

And this was before I unlocked the Arts section of this menu! Once I unlocked that, I got even more confused!

I don’t know… I’m starting to think that this may be too much for me. I mean, I almost lost to an Elite Monster shortly after I left Colony 9.

But I’m going to press on anyway. I want to get the hang of this combat system, and I want to master it at some point. If I can handle Xenoblade 2′s combat system, I should be able to handle this combat system.

That’s all of the screenshots I have at the moment… except not really. I took more of them, but not all of them are on my iPad at the moment. Once I get them onto my iPad, I’ll make another post detailing those screenshots and other events that took place later on in Chapter 1.

Also, I took like 3-4 screenshots of Noah in this chapter alone, including a screenshot of him shirtless in the bathing tent, because I’m that much of a degenerate.

[toyboy-molloy]

the real fix it is that chapter two never happened. we all know the theory that chapter two was just what bev saw in the deadlights, right? so I really want to see her going out of her way to make sure (most of) what she saw never happens

knowing she’ll forget as soon as she leaves, bev starts making notes about the future on little cards, agnus nutter style. save many a problem that way

as soon as she can, she writes on the postcard ben gave her with the poem - your hair is winter fire, january embers, my heart burns there too - in big letters BEN HANSCOM WROTE THIS

she never gets married, knowing she ends up with someone just like her father

some years later, mike learns that IT has returned and he sets about calling his old friends only the day before he receives an anonymous letter. DO NOT CALL STANLEY URIS. LET HIM BE. YOU CAN DO IT WITHOUT HIM, LET HIM REST. IF YOU SO MUCH AS THINK ABOUT CALLING STANLEY URIS I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND CHOP YOUR DICK OFF. mike doesn’t call stan

the day they meet up at the jade comes and before ben can even say his quip about passwords, bev’s in his arms hugging him. he’s like ??? but okay

richie: *watching eddie* / bev, leans over: I know about r+e on the kissing bridge you useless gay bitch / richie: what the fuck?

mike being like ‘okay so we all need to collect tokens from our childhood so we can sacrifice it in a native american ritual’ whilst bev just rolls her eyes ‘the ritual’s bullshit mike. we just have to bully the fucker to death’. at this point everyone is legit scared of bev and just go with it

bev quickly tells ben she knows he was the one who wrote the poem and his little heart soars

eddie’s about to go into his room one night when bev stops him like ‘yeah don’t go in there’ and he’s like ‘?? why not??’ and she just kicks the door open and punches bowers’ in the fucking throat

bev: do you want to save that kid’s life? / bill: w-w-what are you t-t-talking- / bev: little kid, curly hair, really chill. you’re worried he’ll be the next georgie. do you want to save him? / bill: y-y-yeah? / bev, puts her hand on his shoulder: then you have to kidnap him

everyone getting ready to fight IT and eddie being all ‘okay neibolt is not my favourite place but I’ll do anything for you guys’ and bev just spins the fuck around like ‘you’re not going’. eddie is like really hurt because he wants to help and the more of them, the better. she makes him promise not to leave the hotel to come after them

even then she locks every door behind her, making sure eddie is safe and sound in the hotel room. during the drive to neibolt bev turns to richie and said ‘I watched you lose him once, I’m not doing that again’

they beat the shit out of spider-wise pretty easily and start chanting ‘clown’ from the off, and rip IT’s fucking heart out. piece of cake

finally they’d done it and bev could have a well earned rest

when they get back to the hotel and free eddie, he and richie disappear for a bit and the others don’t need to be told where they’ve gone. they return half an hour later holding hands

this is when mike calls stan and says ‘hey buddy it’s mike hanlon from derry. I just want you to know, it’s over. IT’s dead. the others are all here and we would love it if you joined us’

stan arrives, takes one look at richie and eddie holding hands and sighs deeply. he’s missed this. he’s missed them

everything is fine, only the villain died and everyone is happy

[borealopelta]

y’all sent me a copious amount of eye emojis, and thus, here it is:

Powerwolf albums ranked from least sexy to sexiest

7. Return In Bloodred

We all know the problem with this record - it’s not exactly powerwolf-y. It’s completely okay music but it’s not them. With that being said, Son of the Morning Star is amazing and y’all can’t take that away from me AND i’m gonna give it an extra point for the rerecorded Kiss of the Cobra King because without this record that would never exist. overall score: 5.5/10 not sexy at all.

6. Blood of the Saints

This record starts off with the SEXIEST song combination - Agnus Dei, Sanctified with Dynamite and We Drink Your Blood in that order is a killer trifecta. Attila’s growl of “blood of the saints” at the end of Agnus Dei is just.....yeah. Kinda disappointing how the rest of the record does not live up to that intense start though. The songs are great and I love them but they’re a far cry from sexy. Also the cover art isn’t hot enough I’m sorry. overall score: 7/10 passable

5. Preachers of the Night

Preachers of the Night is overlooked so often and I need that to STOP. y’all better start stanning this album or else. There are a couple forgettable songs on there but there’s also Coleus Sanctus, which paired with the experience that is its live performance...is a very sexy song indeed. Further honorable mentions are Sacred & Wild because it’s THE Charles Greywolf song and as the reigning Charlie simp KING I get to say it’s sexy. I’m also gonna put Cardinal Sin into the sexy category a) because it FUCKS and b) because i got my name from there and i’m sexy as fuck >:) overall score: 7.5/10 a bit more horny shit wouldn't hurt

4. Lupus Dei

I’d automatically give this a big sexy award for the colour scheme alone, but let’s get a bit more into it, shall we? First off, concept albums are difficult to make sexy and also i have no idea what their concept was here like...show me the forbidden backstory Matthew!!! Aside from that tho, this album has some of the most iconic songs on it, like the cultural reset that is Lupus Dei. There’s also Saturday Satan (it’s sexy and i will not take criticism)! And Lupus Daemonis!! Their first intro, also very hot! Honestly this is a great album and i like about 92% of it Very Much indeed, so, overall score: 8/10 give me a clearer story next time.

3. Bible of the Beast

This one is a real diamond in the rough! An obscure gem if you please! I need people streaming the shit out of this. Second instance of intro and it is by far the best one, literally will fistfight people who say Prelude to Purgatory doesn’t FUCK also the way it blends into Raise Your Fist, Evangelist??? perfection???? (Small side point i fucking love raise your fist and once again my op powers and sexiness grants it a bonus point because i said so.) But if that wasn’t convincing enough, Resurrection by Erection is on here!!! Their horniest song to date! I’m also giving bonus recognition to that beach photo of the Greywolfs captioned “bible of the beach” because like. also sexy. overall score: 8.5/10 could have done with a few more iconic bops.

2. Blessed & Possessed

This album FUCKS. This album is a sexy motherfucker and that’s the objective truth. There is not one song on that fucking tracklist that I could call even a bit not sexy. Even the chillest song (Let There Be Night) has THE sexiest energy there is. Personal favourites include Sacramental Sister (do i even have to explain why that one is sexy) and armata strigoi for obvious reasons. There’s also some more singing about blood, which is ALWAYS hot. Christ & Combat is just sexy as shit with the way it calls out everyone who glorifies the crusades, and there’s also the title track which if you tell me isn’t sexy you're a liar and a dirtbag. Bonus: the cover art is HOT and the alternate cover (the one they made into the limited shirt in the summer) is even hotter. overall score: 9.5/10 but like....it’s ALMOST a 10.

1. The Sacrament of Sin

Even the title is S E X Y!!! Demons are a Girl’s Best Friend is obviously straight pandering but I’m willing to excuse that because Killers With The Cross is THE gayest and sexiest MV ever made in the history of pw (yes it even tops Kiss of the Cobra King because that was a mess and this one is CLASSY) and yes I say gayest while fully aware of the vampire lady. I pretend I do not see it. Incense and Iron is so fucking hot and energetic and just makes me wanna go crazy. Same with Fire & Forgive and Venom of Venus!!! The amount of energy in there!!! Holy FUCK!!! Where The Wild Wolves Have Gone is THE metal ballad and its live performance is beautiful mostly but matthew’s solo is so so so so sexy who let that man do that????? Stossgebet is sexy for obvious reasons (come on its about sex we can admit that we’re adults here). I’m kinda ignoring Nighttime Rebel and Nightside of Siberia because they don’t do it for me BUT The Sacrament of Sin and Fist by Fist (Sacralize or Strike) are the epitome of sexy power metal???? And to top it ALL off they also have MIDNIGHT MADONNA here which is just. Oof. Truly a hate crime on Matthew’s end not having included it in the main album. TRULY. So like I think no one is surprised when i say that overall score: 10/10 congratulations hope album #8 only gets hornier.

[spinningbuster98]

So the battle against Sanctus (yeah that's his name though I believe it's never mentioned in the game proper) is uh...a bit problematic

The basic concept is sound: destroy his shield and then wail on him, use those two flying things to propel yourself to him

It's the second phase that's shit, because after destroying his shield you then have very, VERY little time to actually hit him before he retreats back into the Savior, and he spends his shieldless time running away from you and it is an absolute BITCH to catch up to him before he goes nope! Especially with those two gizmos randomly attacking you and, worst of all, screwing up your lock on by taking precedence.

Granted I'm not doing myself any favors by having Turbo Mode on, but stil this ain't the best boss battle in the world

But that's not what I wanted to talk here, no I wanted to talk about this game's plot

What little there is of it anyway

Ok let's finally rip the bandaid off: this game is rushed

Very rushed

Or at the very least it must've had a very problematic development

I don't believe it was ever officially confirmed by any developer but it's pretty obvious to see, especially in the next levels oh BOY just you wait for those!

But even just by looking at the story you can tell that this thing was rushed because...there's almost nothing here!

Nero's story up until now has just been about him going from point A to B just...reacting to stuff and having little agency overall

Despite being the big newcomer and fundemental protagonist of this game the story never tells us much of....anything about him

What's his deal? How did he get that demon arm? How did he and Kyrie meet? What's the deal with Credo? How did he enroll into the Order of the Sword?

Kyrie has all the depth of tissue paper here, just there to be the cute anime girlfriend that gets kidnapped

The game seems to act like I'm supposed to care about Credo dying but I know NOTHING about his relationship with Nero except that he's kind of a stern asshole to him and was going to help a madman conquer the world

Why is Sanctus so fucking boring and generic?

How did Agnus get a hold of Vergil's Yamato when the last time we saw it he had it with him when he tried challenging Mundus in the Demon World?

What the hell is Dante doing off screen throughout most of this game?

Nero himself has very little going for him character wise here except for being a bit of a punk and screaming Kyrie's name a whole lot. The general criticism towards him before DMC5 I believe was that he's just diet Dante and...yeah he kind of is. He does have a certain sense of insecurity and inadequacy that leads him to want to use the Yamato's power to save Kyrie and begrudgingly accepts his demonic side to do so, which subtly harkens back to Vergil, but the game itself doesn't focus much on this aspect of him

Dante himself, as you'll see, is just there for the ride and really doesn't have anything to do except clean up the mess Nero left behind. At least he's very entertaining because...well he's Dante but he's by no means this game's protagonist.

Here's the thing: this game's writer, Bingo Morihashi, who also wrote DMC2 and 3, years later released a novelisation of DMC4's plot in 2 volumes, essentially being the story that he would have liked to write but couldn't

Now I've never read it myself but from what I know it fixes almost everything:

we get Nero and Kyrie's backstory: Nero was found as a baby at the doors of an orphanage wrapped in a black cloack, which is where he got his name from

He was often bullied by other kids for having been abandoned by his parents but Kyrie and her family, who visited the orphanage often, were always kind to him, which is why he loves Kyrie so much

Kyrie herself gets more depth: for example after the events of this game she inspires the people of Fortuna to rebuild and she and Nero start working at the orphanage where the latter used to live. They buy an apartment together and I believe they even take some of the orphanage kids to live with them.

Dante gets more focus

It's a much more complete story and the novel itself is...mostly canon, some scenes play out differently from the game but the general info is later referenced in other materials, including DMC5

The DMC4 that could've been...

But in the meantime: Nero's out of the picture for now, so this means that uncle Dante has to step up and fix this mess

Too bad that the REAL mess is just about to start...

[blackypanther9]

Part 55 - Tempered and a Plan

To say that Loki was utterly confused was an understatement. You led Loki to the vault, the guards let you both through. He didn't stop to follow you, but still he was totally confused as to why you and him were in there.

"In the Nine Realms existed a dark time. A very dark time. As Odin had Hela as his weapon and personal executioner, no one was ever safe from her. Odin gave Hela her own little army of guards as they stormed all the Nine Realms. These dead warriors got honored and buried deep bellow this very Palace. Did you know, Loki ?", you told him.

He stared at you in shock.

"I did not.", he answered.

"I was there as they got honored here. Not every memory I had was correct. Some were...tempered with. As I got my oldest memories back, the spell broke off and I remember clearly. Still not everything is clear and back, but most. Do you remember the memory of Bor and little Odin ? And most importantly the Golden Palace ?"

"I do. It is not that long ago, that I saw them with Mother and you.", he answered.

"The Golden Palace didn't exist.", you told him.

Loki's head snapped to you in utter shock.

"What ?"

"The Golden Palace. As Bor lived...it didn't exist. It was a normal Palace, made of stone and wood. Bor called that Palace 'The Cold Heart'. He called it like that, because the wood and stones were dark. It was almost black. It gave a dark cold welcome to everything and everyone. Still...I loved that Palace. It is now abandoned. Odin built the Golden Freak show."

"What are you trying to tell me here ?"

"History, Loki. History. Odin hated Cold Heart. Not because it was uncomfortable for him and Frigga, but because he had bad memories in there. Odin...he...he is not what he seems to be. Bor never gave Odin the throne. Odin took it from the rightful King of Asgard and then told lies about him."

"What....?"

"Odin never showed you emotion, because you carry his dead brother's name. Loki. L - O - K - I. There was a Loki before you. That Loki was known as the God of Fire. He was part Frost Giant, part Asir and part Fire Giant. He made truce between these 3 Realms as he was 516 years old. He made peace and there was never war. Loki Borson was the first born of Bor and half blood brother of Odin."

Loki just stared at you in utter shock.

"What happened to Loki Borson ?"

"Odin killed him off.", you answered him simply.

He looked at you in horror.

"Loki had a brother, called Baldr. Baldr was very handsome and an undefeated warrior. He could get stabbed in the heart with a sword and he didn't die. I saw it. One day they tried to hurt him with flowers and the Mistletoe was hurting him badly. Bor instantly broke up the fights and brought Baldr to the healing wing. Loki was worried and Odin looked at Baldr emotionless."

Then you both stopped at one empty spot in the vault and you leaned on the walls with your left shoulder. Loki stood there and listened.

"Odin never showed emotion, if one of his brothers got hurt. Soon Loki and Baldr were of age for the throne, but none wanted it. Bor already chose tho. He chose Loki. Loki was wise, intelligent, sly, clever, protective, caring and strong in his mind. He was something special and far more worthy than just the throne of Asgard. Loki accepted, for his Father, to take the throne and try to be a good King. He said he makes no promises tho and if he fucks up, he will give it back to Bor. They agreed to that."

You tapped your fingers on your right arm.

"Loki did well. The Nine Realms were happy with the new King. Everything went great. Exchanges of foods and drinks, like valuables and all that stuff from all the Nine Realms. The exportations and the help was perfect too. If Jotunheim needed help, Loki instantly helped. If Midgard needed help, he also did instantly. No Realm was abandoned to all their own devices. Loki was a great King and he would still be...if the sudden tragedies wouldn't have happened..."

Loki looked at you in confusion and worry.

"What tragedies ?"

"....I saw telling Odin that Bor died and he wanted to have a funeral...That is wrong. That memory was tempered. I told Loki that he got killed. Loki set the funeral up the next few days and was in mourning. Baldr did the same, but Odin ? Odin wasn't even present. No one knew where he was. Loki and Baldr were thinking that Odin mourned in a different way and couldn't handle the pain. But he didn't mourn at all."

"What did he do then ?"

"He smiled. He was the one who killed Bor."

"Wait ! You had the memory that you did it tho !"

"Tempered, Loki. My memories were tempered."

He stared at you in utter shock and horror.

"Loki wanted to give up the throne, to Baldr. Baldr agreed that he will take over for him, until Loki recovered from the total shock and pain he received. As Loki told Baldr they even argued the first time on whose fault it was that Bor was dead now. They almost broke their passionate love for one another as brothers, but Loki stopped the silly argument and showed Baldr his vulnerability. Argument forgotten and grief and healing was the next step for both of them. Loki was also interested in Frigga and she almost chose him too, Odin hated that and drew her away from Loki. Before Baldr could take the throne...he got murdered. That blew Loki away and he couldn't deal with all the grief and pain. He needed time and foolishly gave Odin the throne."

Loki's eyes widened as he put the pieces together.

"No...", he mumbled.

"Odin was now King. Loki tried spells, Odin created one book with fake spells, tricked Loki into practicing them and he was suddenly Mother of 3 beasts. A huge snake, an 8 - legged horse and a huge wolf. Odin flirted with Frigga all that time, while Loki suffered in shame and disgust. Just what Odin wanted. I knew all of it. Loki searched help from me and Laufey. He was on the bottom of the ground. Then Odin had found a child, Hela. Odin told Loki that he raped a woman slave he enslaved as he conquered Vannaheim. Loki was in great horror. Then he put all the pieces together and knew...Odin did all of these horrors. He told us."

Loki looked at you mortified.

"Hela was always scared of Odin. He made her kill as she was a little kid. She always ran to Loki and told him and he tried to get Odin to back down, but it wasn't worth it. Odin threatened Loki with his beasty children, Odin practically forced upon Loki. What would the people think, if Odin told them about his schemes ? They would want his death. So Loki shut up and was powerless. Still, Loki was a huge danger to Odin, so he had a wicked idea. He made Loki marry Sigyn and they had 3 more children. Hel, Vali and Nari. Vali and Nari were normal and owned Loki's and Sigyn's magic. Hel...was not normal. She was half dead and half alive. That is how Helheim got created. Odin banished her on an empty planet and she made herself a home. Then he took Sleipnir, the 8 - legged horse, from Loki, then Fenris, the big wolf, and last but not least...Jormungandr, the huge snake."

Loki looked at her in horror.

"Jormungandr got banished to Midgard. Fenris gifted to Hela as pet. Sleipnir is Odin's own horse."

Loki's eyes were as wide as dinner plates of Asgard.

"THAT IS SLEIPNIR ?!", Loki yelled in utter horror.

"Hush, Loki."

He shut up and continued to listen.

"Loki was soon on the run from Odin and his very own people. Odin told them that Loki was Mother of 4 beasts. Odin told them, that he saved Asgard and that Loki murdered Baldr and Bor. They believed Odin and hunted Loki down. In the end they catched him and he received the Serpent Punishment. He was bound on rocks and before he got the snake above himself, with painful venom, Odin showed up with Sigyn, Vali and Nari. Loki knew what he will do. He begged him to leave them alone. Odin stabbed Sigyn dead, making Loki yell in agony. Then a big wolf in chains entered the cave and bit Vali and Nari in half, making Loki screech in utter agony, pain, anger and hatred. He cursed Odin and swore to make him pay for that."

Loki was staring at you utterly mortified, shocked and disgusted. He felt sick and wanted to vomit.

"Then the snake was put above him, torturing Loki until his death. The venom was so painful that when Loki writhed, the whole Nine Realms knew that he suffered. All the Nine Realms knew that Odin lied and Loki would have never done that, but he didn't care. He killed them mercilessly. The problem was...as Loki got his unfair punishment...Odin deleted all our memories and tempered with them. No one remembers Loki and Baldr. They all think that Odin was an only - child."

"But now you could kill Odin. For treason."

You shook your head.

"I can't. As soon as I kill Odin...Hela will come and cause Ragnarok upon us. We need Loki Borson back. He knows how to fix this mess."

"How do you want to resurrect someone from the dead ? That is impossible.", Loki told you.

"The 3 books are making it possible, Loki."

"The 3 books ?"

"Do you remember ? I gave you one. The book called: 'Magical book of illusions and summoning'. I thrusted it into your hands and told you to hide it good, until I or Agnus need it back. I need it back, and its brothers.", you told him serious.

"Names of those ?"

"The second one is called 'Magical book of Death' and the other is called 'Magical book of Life'. With all three of them, they combine themselves and become another book. The real book. The book called...'The magical book of the Undead.' Can you follow me, what I want from you ?"

Loki's eyes widened in great shock.

"You can resurrect with the book."

"No Loki. There are rules in that book. Rules the God of the Undead has to keep. We can summon him with those books !"

Loki just stared at her in utter shock.

"That is why they were so important ! That is why I needed you to hide one and protect it ! Odin knows about that ! He would destroy them, so Loki Borson will never return from the dead !", you told him.

Loki was gob smacked, shocked and flabbergasted at the same time, at that.

"You gave me a very powerful and dangerous artifact, to make me protect something even more dangerous and powerful...I can't believe it..."

"I trusted you enough for that, Lo. You were my last hope."

Loki looked at you in adoration, then he pulled you close to himself and kissed you. You were surprised at first, but soon kissed him back with the same carefulness and passion, Loki gave you. Soon you both parted and panted softly.

"I love you.", he said.

"I love you too.", you told him softly.

Then you summoned a pickaxe and hit the floor, until it gave out and a big hole was to see. Loki gulped.

"What is that ?"

"That is the grave of the honored soldiers of Hela. Even her fucking wolf is down there. Dead but still."

You took Loki's hand and looked at him.

"Do you trust me ?"

Loki looked at you and nodded softly. Then you pulled him to the edge and jumped, pulling Loki down with yourself. He cried out in shock, until you put a spell on yourselves, to fly down softly. Soon you touched ground, softly. Another spell and the whole grave was filled with light. Loki gasped in terror. Many dead soldiers and a huge dead wolf. Loki was terrified to say the least.

"Hela will return one day and revive them. If that happens...we will lose. She is the Goddess of Death. She can't die and as soon as she steps one foot into Asgard...her powers are limitless and she will kill everything in her path. She draws her powers right from here. And with the Eternal Flame, she will be able to revive them. Not even all the Einherjar could defeat her. She would kill them all without a second thought."

"Like the Valkyries..."

"Exactly like them. We need Loki Borson back as fast as possible. I know where he is hung. I know his grave, but we need the books."

"Where are they ?"

You looked at Loki.

"One with my long lost helmet and the other...just a pure golden soul can find."

"Well that last one will be tricky then.", Loki mumbled.

"No it will not be, Loki. You will see. Trust me."

"Fine. Then let us go and search them."

You nodded, teleported out, regenerated the floor and then took Loki's hand, storming out of the vault.

"We need our horses. I will take Blackmeane and you will take Mischief. We have to go now, before Odin will know."

"Blackmeane never liked anyone."

"Well, she is my horse. Of course she hates others trying to claim her."

Loki looked at you again in shock.

"You really need to stop to be shocked, Lo. Now hurry up and follow me."

With that you both stormed off, to the stalls.

Part 56

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