#about ignatius...

[musky-potato]

It's so weird now that I looked at it again, my identiem continuation fic is only like 7k while my Ignatius!Roksoo (wmmapxlcf) fic has already touched 11k wc...

CUZ HEY!! I put a LOT of thoughts on identidem while Ignatius one was just vibe!!!

[disastrousfeline]

collection of textpost edits for my group's igf playthrough (some canon npcs are here too but this is mostly me and my friends' ocs. i apologize in advance)

featured ocs (ordered by appearance in this post):

Marthe Callifrastus Philippus Aureolus Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim-Popper-Schumpeter NHQ JWHJ 0715, callsign 9 Thermidor, (she/they/it, played by @sagit---taurus, art by itself)

Ember Bon Idris, callsign S'more (it/she/drae, played by our gm @sekiyo, art by wine0cellar (twitter))

Alison "Alice" Mussorgsky, callsign Angel Bunny (she/her, played by @crunchy-lesbun, art by tsui (picrew))

Sou Spacius Lynk, callsign ALSCIAUKAT (they/it/lynx, played by me, art by myself)

Jeanne Ovark, callsign Saint (she/they, played by @lemonorangelyr, art by herself)

callsign Cŵn Annwn (she/her, former npc, played by sekiyo, art by 天界梧桐树 (neka))

Chandler Capall, callsign Lavender (any pronouns, played by sagit---taurus, art by itself)

Mag Mell Charopós, callsign BLOODBAG (he/it, npc, played by sekiyo, art by jello_feesh (twitter))

Acacia "Crunch" Mussorgsky, callsign Devil Bunny (bun/buns, played by crunchy-lesbun, art by tsui (picrew))

Eric, callsign Uranus (he/him, played by @omaticwriting, art by me)

Seabunny (she/her, npc, played by crunchy-lesbun, art by ✦絢瀬 (picrew))

V1-CK "Vick", callsign Vickers (he/him, played by omaticwriting, art by me)

Kali Kimaka, callsign Mahavidya (any pronouns, played by @the-eden-snow, art by ヨイコ (picrew) with minor color edits by herself and me)

this will not be the last as i hit the image limit already and as of writing this we are barely past halfway through the first act

[dazzelmethat]

Igg incoming. I may go back later to work on his feet or wings. This is technically a redraw, I've drawn him in this pose twice before. (slight injury warning) 2017 and 2011.

[nicolovespancakes]

Sometimes I think we don't talk enough about some of the guilt Jeremiah may hold over religion, and then I remember;

A lot of people don't know that Saint Ignatius of Loyola, or "St. Ignatius" as so called, is a Spanish catholic priest.

And why is that important? Let's take a moment to remember what the school Jeremiah went to after he left the circus is called,

That's the boarding school Jeremiah canonically attended after running from the circus. For multiple years.

So it is to be inferred that it's a Catholic Boarding School.

And when we first learn anything about Jeremiah, or Xander at the time, it's been, I think 6 years? Since he graduated from said school.

So he's had time to, process.

And Cameron Monaghan himself states he feels a sort of passion towards other men (like Bruce), that is definitely called more than platonic on a basic premise.

The catholic church itself opposes same-sex marriage and sodomy and is active in political campaigns against it.

It just makes me think of all the mental turmoil he must've had to go through. Catholic guilt, religious guilt in of itself, is horrible.

And religions like catholicism love to stamp out any form of individuality at the best of times. With how Jeremiah dresses? He probably had a rough upcoming.

And don't get me started on Post-Spray Jer and all the thoughts of catholicism at that point. Or the church he built for himself in season 5, where he oddly made his recruits dress more like Missionaries or Alter Boys.

If you add twinleska into it it's a whole other ball game too.

Or his family at all, really.

God, I think about it a lot.

[everymanpdf]

moodboard for i spoke with a priest finally and it really really helped me and a massive weight has been lifted and im way less scared. featuring nick caves introduction to the gospel of mark

[nobodieshero-main]

shoutout to @tbos-main for opening a brand new can of worms in my head, there are new threads on the nh mind-board, i'm thinking of new connections to the splintering, new pathways between past and present and how they shape the story as a whole

[owlhari]

anyone else think maybe mark ray walter's fatal "car accident" that occurred a year after 1950 wasn't completely an accident? or is it just me. because i mean. (gesturing at the beciles)

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[dlsintegration]

Lambs of God actually craziest show ever oh my god.

[hana-no-seiiki]

have i mentioned that i’m into older women? yeah im into older women.

[snowlilys-wife]

it's really funny to me as someone new to the fire emblem fandom (having played all of awakening and a little more than half of fates - both conquest and revelations) when i look up character pairings and their kids and are just met with people discussing nothing but stat growths, reclassing, and the best ways to pair the characters JUST to get high-stat kids with little regard to the actual pairings themselves. i get that it's pretty normal in this fandom (and for most games like this, i assume?) to be more focused on that kind of thing, but to me, the stats/gameplay are more of an afterthought. i just like pairing off characters based on the supports + vibes/dynamic and seeing what the kids will look and act like accordingly. of course i want my 2nd gen characters to be strong and fight well, but i also want to see them be a fitting child for the parents i paired together, ya know?

but idk, that's just my opinion lol [shrugs]

[brb-on-a-quest]

Are you currently reading anything?

Mainly school readings for my thesis (my books came in but alas a lack of time) also notes for a personality test and stats and an autobiography of Ignatius of loyola

[zaronadra]

miscellaneous stuff from the past few months. i keep changing how i want to draw him these days

[helldustedstories]

@allcluia asked: ❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜ Ignatius @ Stolas

an assortment of dialogue prompts // accepting

While Stolas was fairly certain he still didn't know most of the vast family his father had …. cultivated, he's gotten to know more of them over the years. (It was easier to meet people when you weren't shut up inside your house and kept from seeing people for long periods of time, after all.)

He wouldn't say he knew Ignatius well, but that was part of the whole point of visiting, wasn't it? To change that and to become better acquainted with the other member of the Ars Goetia?

Though perhaps he should have called first, he realizes when Ignatius seems surprised to see him.

"I was in the neighbourhood" (he hadn't been), "and I thought I'd drop by," Stolas said, trying to seem casual and not like he'd gone out of his way to come by. The truth was that he'd needed to get out of his house, to be anywhere other than Pride, and he'd decided going to see Ignatius would be a good idea.

[forthedancingandthethriving]

Tama sweats nervously as she stands in front of the High Priestess.

She.. really didn't think this through..

Lucero giggles gently down at her. "You've come again, gentle dawn." She smiles a bit. "However, it seems like you came without anyone knowing."

Tama looks down, fiddling with the satchel around her. She swore a simple yet formal yellow dress. "I, uh.. I.. wanted to ask you something.. but.." She sweats. She didn't expect to be met with her so easily. "I.. uh.. I didn't want anyone getting worried or.. thinking the churches are doing something to me."

Lucero smiles behind the veil that was covering her face. "That's kind of you, Tama." She tilts her head. "What do you wish to ask?"

"Is.. can.." Tama looks down, trembling. "Is it normal to have a.. really, really bad feeling about someone..?"

The High Priestess blinks, taken aback. Then, she frowns. "This is an odd thing to come to me about." She frowns. "However, judging by your tone.. this isn't something you can talk with your family about, is it?"

Tama shakes her head, looking down.

"Come."

The two traverse deeper into the temple, the talks of priests and priestesses, knights and others there slowly fading away. Tama flicks an ear, trying to strain her hearing to listen.

Nothing.

The soft rush of water breaks her concentration, and Tama turns her head to see that Lucero had led her to the innermost sanctum of the temple. A waterfall poured from high up in one of the walls into a cat-made lake. Closer by the walls were stain-glass windows, with only one depecting an event. A she-cat that was clearly Bliss was kneeling down, gently holding the head of the dragon of Light.

"This is a place only I and my chosen can enter." Lucero looks back at Tama. She walks over to the edge of the lake, where a concrete wall was keeping it contained, and sat on it. "Come and sit."

Tama scurries over and clambers onto the wall, ploping down with a small huff after a moment. She then looks down.

"I'm assuming whoever you have a bad feeling about is an important person in this world." Lucero's voice was gentle, starting the hard conversation.

"He's a king." Tama murmuers.

"Hmm.. there's Bolero, Magnus, Albin, Damien, and.. Umbra." The High Priestess frowns. "However, no one has heard from Albin since the end of the Taiga Wars, Bolero is on too good of terms with Melody, Magnus in general doesn't seem like he could make a kit wary.."

She looks down at Tama. "Leaving only Damien and Umbra."

"King Umbra is dead."

Lucero pales beneath her veil. "That's.. That's impossible. An announcement would have been made."

"Letters came." Tama looks down, her paws clutching her dress. "Crows dropped them, I saw one. But.." She starts trembling. "Someone.. came from the shadows and grabbed it. They burnt it. And.. and they saw me. All the way up in my room. And.. and they just did a 'shh' moment before they vanished."

The High Priestess looks stunned. "But.. how do you know he's dead?"

"I heard it." Tama's voice trembles. "I.. I heard it was he was.. he was forced to drink something bad."

The elder looks down at the younger, who was considering more than ever. "And.. and I can't tell anyone." She sniffles. "Because King Damien killed him."

Time seems to stop. "King.. Damien killed his father..?"

"And no one will believe me if I tell them." Tama hiccups, tears starting to fall. "Because.. because he's doing something to them! Every time he meets mom, dad, grandma, and my uncles, and aunt, and.." More and more tears fall. "They like him more each time. They don't notice how he's.. he's not a Cat.."

Lucero watches, feeling.. helpless as Tama hangs her head, tears falling down to the stone floor. "And.. I.. I can think of someone else, but she's.. she's recovering right now. I.. don't wanna bother her.."

The High Priestess glances away, her ears lowering beneath the hood she wore. She'd been.. a little suspicious of King Damien, she wouldn't lie. She thought it strange that a son of Umbra appeared without warning, and yet her mind and memories insist he was always there.

She rests a paw on Tama's shoulder. ".. I see. I feel honored that you confided in me." At the young kit's nod, Lucero continues. "If you feel like you need someone to confide into again, feel free to come to me."

Tama nods once more before perking up. She dries her tears before opening her satchel and digging through it. She perks up and hands a metal cup with a rounded lid on top. Lucero tilts her head and grabs it, opening it to see..

"Ice?" She murmers, confused.

"Shaved ice!" Tama smiles. "A friend showed me a recipe for it! It's super good!" She grabs some small vials in her satchel, handing them other. Inside each was a different colored syrup. "That ones strawberry, that's lemon, cherry.."

The High Priestess looks at the vials before carefully shaking the cherry one. Tama giggles and hands her a spoon.

Lucero takes a bit and her tail nearly wags.

"You can keep it." Tama smiles. "It's just.. my way of saying thank you."

The High Priestess smiles gently. "Thank you, gentle dawn. I'll cherish this."

Once Tama leaves, Lucero stays in the inner sanctum before she flicks her hand. From chirping of light spirits, a large crystal balls form. She walks over to it, and whilst eating the shaved ice, she kicks it. "Hey, idiots. Answer the call."

"Okay, but what if I don't want to?"

"Shut up, Nox."

Eight other cats appear in sections on the crystal ball, each in similar holy attire like her. However, they all shared a distinct trait. Their pupils are slits.

"What's wrong, Lucero?" The one clad in green robes frown. "You don't ever really initiate calls."

"We need to keep an eye on King Damien." She cuts to the chase. "I was just informed by the Abnormality that King Umbra has died. And apparently, it seems as if King Damien killed her."

"That's impossible!" Nox shouts. "I or Unus would have noticed!"

"You know Lucero wouldn't lie about this." The one in dark blue robes snaps.

The one in soft blue robes speaks up. "Do you believe the Abnormality, Lucero?"

"With all my heart, Idur." Lucero nods.

"Then I do as well." The one in yellow robes smiles.

"As do we." The ones in red and grey robes nod.

"I suppose I do as well." The one in brown robes sighs softly.

"Eyre, Esen, has there been no word from Caspian or Zephyr?" Lucero frowns, munching on the shaved ice. She doesn't miss the way Nox is eyeing it. "I remember Zephyr aiding her a bit back."

"Aside from that.." Esen sighs, placing a paw to his forehead. "I've heard nothing. I've brought mention of the Abnormality a while back, but he spoke naught of her."

Eyre nods in agreement. "Caspian sometimes inquires to her health, but he has made no moves to see her himself, even whenever she's near adequate bodies of water."

Lucero groans. "Alright.. here's what we'll do. Eyre and Esen, keep an eye on Caspian and Zephyr." She points to the rest, except for Box. "Idur, Alder, Pailan, Ignatius, and Elia. Keep a very close eye on the rulers." She looks at Nox. "Nox, you and I shall contact the Ferrycat at once. We must confirm this."

Noises of agreement come from everyone before Nox huffs. "Alright, what do you have? You've been eating this whole time."

Lucero blinks. Had she been eating the whole time? She glances down at the metal cup, seeing that most of the shaved ice. She pouts a bit before huffing and glaring at Nox. "Shaved ice. The Abnormality gave it to me."

"Wh- I want some!" Nox growls.

"No."

With that, Lucero kicks the crystal ball, making it disappear in a flurry of light. She peers down at the metal cup again and this time, truly pouts.

She didn't mean to eat it that fast..

○●○

As Tama walks down the path, heading back to the castle, she gasps softly as she remembers. "I forgot to tell her about Damien's plan.." She looks back before looking down.

No, she had bothered Lucero enough. She shakes her head before continuing down the path, exhaling softly to keep her heart steady.

From above in a tree, Lumiere watches with an amused look. He lounges back against the tree trunk before standing upright and jumping from branch to branch.

Each time Tama sped up, so did he. As she slowed, so did he.

Eventually, she stops and looks directly where he is. "I know you're there, Lumiere!" She puffs up a bit. "Y-You know you can't hurt me! Because if I scream they'll hear me!"

"Smart kit." Lumiere's chuckle came from the trees before he jumps down, landing a few feet from her. "Quite honestly.. what are you?" He chuckles lowly. "Even Zephyr's blessing can't stand the Echo Chambers. And yet.. you still found your little friend.".

All of Tama's confidence drains away. "Y-you knew?"

He chuckles lowly, dangerously. "Of course I did. All those monsters in there are still loyal to me." He smiles. "They told me everything. But now, I want you to tell me something."

With each step he takes, Tama feels more and more sick to her stomach. Finally, he gets in front of her and crouches down. The kit trembles, feeling a crushing aura coming from him.

N-No wonder he's a villain.. Tama whimpers.

"How did you know about Damien's plan?" Lumiere chuckles. "He's been tight-lipped about it."

Her stomach drops. Oh. Oh no, Lumiere knew.

"Well?"

Tama takes some steps back, trembling, before an arm wraps around her waist, and she is lifted into a familiar embrace. A much warmer energy fills the air, but it was just as crushing.

She looks up, feeling both relieved and nervous to see Nimbus holding her. She looks over to Lumiere, who had backed up.

The slowly crescendo of violins and cellos begins.

"I think you should be leaving, Lumiere." Nimbus speaks, her voice low.

Light magic from both begins to spark in the air. While Nimbus's was bright and pure, divine even, while Lumiere's was a scorching bright, hurtful, and burning, hellish in all aspects.

"But we were having such a nice conversation." Lumiere chuckles lowly.

"Lumiere." Nimbus hisses.

"Fine, fine." The villain laughs, and the music that had been building slowly fades. Light magic surrounds him. "I'll see you sometime soon."

The Songbird snarls lowly as the tom-cat's mocking laughter fades into the air as he teleports away.

Tama swallows thickly. "M-Mom, I.."

"Oh, by Bliss, what were you thinking, confronting Lumiere like that?" Nimbus sighs, hugging Tama tightly. "I was so worried when I felt Lumiere's energy.."

"I'm sorry, mom.." She looks down. "I heard him, and I thought.."

Nimbus gently nuzzles her kit's head. "It's okay. All that matters is that you're okay."

Tama glances down, gently clinging to Nimbus.

She wasn't so sure she was okay, but Tama was good at pretending. She was able to fool everyone, pretending to be okay. She could pretend to be okay when the nobles looked down at her when she heard their whispers about her being nothing but a mooch.

She could handle all the things she heard, the hateful words, the cats being terrible. Calling her cursed, saying she was a changeling that claimed to have Zephyr's blessing and Aire blood.

Tama could handle it all.

Because she was just a kit. And who would believe a cursed kit?

[13eyond13]

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[dweeborea]