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kinopio-writes · 9 months ago

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A/N: Decided to answer these two in one go. Screenshotted, lol. 3rd POV and the reader is referred to as they/it like last time. Also, I’m gonna be honest with you, after the last Adam post, I started to find his relationship with Sera and Lute intriguing. They both make an appearance (separately).

I just found out. Apparently, Sera and Emily are sisters (just with huge age gaps)? Well, I never viewed them as actual mother and daughter, but I was leaning more towards motherly-figure Sera. Kept it vague.

Words: 1,404 (not including the bullet points)

Warnings: Swearing (surprisingly not as vulgar as pt.1)

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More Adam w/ a Child!Reader

• to solidify my statement that Adam wouldn’t just give the child away to someone else—along with the points I said in the previous Adam post—is because he didn’t want to seem incapable and, God forbid, ask for help?

• uh-uh. No way

• also, I don’t really see their first word being “papa”

• because of Adam, the kid cursing as their first word seems pretty on-brand

• not to mention that I don’t think they were with many people other than Adam, Lute, possibly Sera, and maybe his friends, too

• if he even has any

• and this isn’t even slander (when Charlie said, haven’t you had a night of drinking with friends after a rough night, he neither confirmed nor denied it. Not exactly the most reliable proof, but I take whatever I get)

• so, yeah, they were stuck with Adam’s vocabulary, unfortunately

• but for the sake of it, I’ll do “papa” as their first word (“fafa”, actually. You’ll get it when you read it)

Also, uh, heavily focused on Adam. Again. I mean, you can’t really do much with a child!reader in regards to personality, so.

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Adam sat comfortably on his chair outside his balcony, his hand carrying Adam Jr. while the other was mindlessly plucking at his wings’ loose feathers. He would let them fall onto the floor after collecting a pile of them on his lap, finding that to be the only source of entertainment he could do without his kid crying.

Before he was going to push his feathers off his lap, a gust of wind blew them off for him and they flew over the edge of his balcony. All of his previous feathers slipped through the railing’s gaps as well.

His hand lingered mid-air as he looked up to see Sera land next to him. “Holy shit.” He instantly became more animated, a grin forming on his face as he stood up. “Y’know, I keep forgetting that anyone can just waltz in here.”

“Good evening to you, too, Adam.”

He bit back from replying rudely, instead choosing to place his hand on his hip while he held Adam Jr. closer to him. “Yeah, whatever.”

Sera then went on to dramatically stare down at the scenery above the city of Heaven, hands folded in front of her as Adam waited for her to say something. He got impatient after a few seconds.

“What’s up your ass?”

She turned her head to face him and furrowed her brows. He only rolled his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching downward into a grimace as he slightly turned his head away from the head seraphim. Her attention was instantly directed to the baby in his arms. “Do you mind if I hold it?”

Adam jerked back at the sudden ask. “Uh, weird request…but you do you.” When he didn’t attempt to move, Sera leaned down and took the sleeping child from his secured arms, standing back to her height as she observed their peaceful slumber.

Quite a surprise, frankly. She didn’t think Adam was capable of handling something so fragile as life for more than a day, let alone a whole year.

The feeling of a baby in her arms made her reminisce about the time when Emily was just as little.

“The concept of birth is astonishing…”

“ʼKay…?”

“Having a child is one of God’s greatest blessings...”

“Uh-huh.”

“You must be very proud…”

“Uh, yeah…sure…”

“It even has your wings.”

“Y’know, this is starting to feel a little one-sided right now.”

“What I’m trying to say is—” Sera seemed to have gotten out of her sentimental trance and narrowed her eyes at the man below her, “—you are fortunate to have this child, Adam.” She slowly returned the child to its father and watched as Adam held them back securely in his arms. “Children grow up faster than you think. Spend your time wisely. It’s not as if you’ll get any older yourself.”

“Mhm, yeah, got it.” The seraphim only hardened her gaze. “Okay! Fatherhood is the best thing ever, time is faster than the speed of light blah blah blah.” He swayed his head from side to side to emphasize each word, shoulders slumped. “Sheesh. Don’t have to be so sensitive over a kid that isn’t yours.”

Sera tightly shut her already parted lips and deeply breathed out through her nose, turning her back on the man and pushing the hair that strayed on her face. She didn’t say anything more and simply stared at the view on his balcony again.

Adam only raised a brow at her unusual behavior.

“So, not that I care or anything, or about your weird touchy-feely icky vibes, but you never told me why you’re here, so, if you could just tell me what I need to know and leave, that’ll be really great—”

“Adam.”

“Okay. Fine.” He held up a hand and lifted his shoulders. “Wallow in your melancholic—whatever this is. It totes ruined my vibes. I’mma dip.” Adam flapped his wings to get himself on the railings as the head seraphim watched him gently fly down with his child.

Sera speculated he would most likely come back after ten minutes. That would hopefully be enough time for her to have a composed mind to have a discussion with the first man.

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“Say, ‘fuck’.”

He was told that it was smart to teach his kid how to start speaking at this age with pictures and shit. Adam, however, went with his method and sat Adam Jr. and himself on the carpet floor, repeatedly saying what he wanted it to say. He’d been like this for half an hour.

“Fafa!”

He blinked.

“That’s not what I fucking wanted you to say, but, close enough.” He shrugged. “Now say, ‘di—”

•••

It was only after Lute came over that he realized what his kid just said.

“Yeah, so my kid just called me his dad. First words,” Adam spoke with drawled-out speech, inspecting his lack of nails. “Pretty dope,” he accentuated the ‘p’ in ‘dope’

“That’s not what we were talking about, Sir.” Lute had her hands on the edge of the table as they both sat on the carpet floor.

“Uh, does it look like I care?” He had his kid on his lap, playing with it by holding its hands in his and making them punch thin air. “ʼSides, we still have a week to finish this shit.”

Lute only deadpanned at her leader going off-topic to talk about his kid but said nothing more, deciding it was best to let him run out of things to say so they could get some work done without interruption.

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“Yeah, you little piece of shit, slash ʼem!” Adam’s maniacal and obnoxious laughter bounced around his living room space as Adam Jr. punctured the heads of hand-made figures of sinners with their fake angelic spear (he couldn’t get a real one, unfortunately. They’re only obtainable during the extermination).

Lute happened to walk in on the scene. Adam always left his balcony door open. His neighbors, despite being come-and-goers, continually complained about his loud guitar sequences. He always responded with something about how he was being generous and that they should be happy—heck, blessed that they were getting a free concert without having to pay.

He hasn’t had those arguments lately, though.

She observed him sitting on the cardboard-littered floor with his HolyPhone in hand, assumably recording his child slaughtering the wretched sinners.

He had the biggest smile she’d ever seen on his mask.

“Sir, what are you doing?”

“AH!” he released a guttural yell as he snapped his head over to the source of the voice. “Jeez, Lute—what does it look like I’m doing?”

The lieutenant immediately answered, “Playing with your offspring, Sir.”

“I’m not playing! I had tons of cardboard lying around from my fan mail, and throwing them all away’s a bother.” he defensively retorted. “And, ew, don’t call it offspring. It’s Adam Jr. now. Check it.” Adam clumsily messed with his phone, muttering curses until he found the video he was looking for in his endless album of blurry photos. He showed the screen to Lute, not realizing it wasn’t even playing. “This kid will grow up to be such a badass!”

“But it isn’t meant to be an exterminator, Sir.”

“Uh, so what?” He placed his hands on his hips.

Lute missed a beat when countering, “Sera won’t allow it.”

“Pftt, what? No.” Adam refuted with a wave of his hand. “She so would. I have the proof.” He lifted his phone and shook it for emphasis. “And it’s my extermination, so I do whatever the fuck I want.”

Lute turned her head away momentarily before perking back up. “When it grows up eventually, it’s a possibility.”

“Ah, what? I can’t wait that loooong,” he whined, slumping onto the floor. “Bummer. I mean, imagine a tiny cunt-born exorcist! How cool is that? The first in history!”

She nodded. “With it under your wing, I know that it can learn our ways just as quickly as we slaughter those wretched sinners.”

Adam tapped a finger on his chin, face scrunched in thought before he placed his hands on his hips as he kneeled on the floor. “Hmm, yeah.” He spread out his wings, too lazy to stand up on his own two feet. He then plucked Adam Jr. from the floor by their armpits, deciding to bring them along without much thought. “Let’s go pitch the idea to Sera. And let’s get takeout on the way.”

“Right beside you, Sir.”

#hazbin hotel x reader #adam x reader #adam x child!reader #child!reader #child reader #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel sera #kinopiowrites

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theyapper0 · 3 months ago

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FIRST PART OF "DISHONORED GUESTS"

(A "Welcome to Heaven" rewrite for my Hazbin reimagining)

(Before I get into it, I gotta give some context...

The "Dad Beat Dad" episode didn't happen (bc I don't want Lucifer at ALL in season 1 so there is a better build up to his character. I think he came WAY TOO SOON in canon LOL)

Charlie doesn't ask Lucifer for the favor to get a meeting to Heaven, instead Alastor encouraged her to contact Adam and DEMAND a meeting as the Heir of Hell)

(There are also 5 parts to this btw 😋)

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The episode starts w/ a flashback. It's all blurry and all the viewer sees is blurry flashes of colors.

You can hear Vaggie's voice, she sounds slightly younger. She's shouting out military commands.

Then you hear another voice, it's the same voice that you heard from the first Episode, the Exorcist Angel that accompanied Adam during Charlie's meeting w/ him (Lute)

A hand is placed on Silhouette!Vaggie’s shoulder, she's looking up at her, “Easy, soldier”

Lute then tells the rest of the division to “Try not to take the kid to seriously, she still cries about imps under her bed”

There's laughter from a group of Exorcists

Vaggie: UGH!! LUTE!! THEY SAID I COULD LEAD THIS TIME! YOU'RE RUINING IT!!!

Lute laughs, “Okay okay, I'll be quiet. You're doin’ great so far, V. Keep it up”

The dream ends abruptly. Vaggie is woken up to Charlie, who's buzzing around their bedroom. TODAY IS THE DAY THEY GO TO HEAVEN!!!!!!! AAAAHHH!!!!

Vaggie goes to grab her spear but Charlie puts her hands over hers, “Maybe… don't bring it?”

Vaggie tries to protest, "What if it goes south?”

Charlie: I know but… I wanna make a good impression on Heaven. ‘show them we're not just violent beasts who don't trust anyone

Vaggie hums…

Charlie: Come on, Vaggie! Nothing bad’s gonna happen! It's Heaven! ^^

Vaggie sighs and lets go of her spear, “Yeah… That's exactly what I'm worried about…”

Her spear is dull anyway, her blade sharpener broke the other day and they haven't had the time (or the money) to get a new one….

Angel, Husk, and Niffty still go to the club with Cherri Bomb

So Charlie and Vaggie go through the portal to Heaven and they walk go the gates of Heaven.

I'll put the rest under the cut since this is LOOOOOONG

St. Peter isn't there at the gates, Emily is though. She's been waiting for their arrival!!!

Emily introduces herself as Emily Eveningale!!!! and explains to them her job, making the people of Heaven happy. And then she's like “IT'S SO GREAT TO MEET YOU!!!!!!!🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩”

She explains that the Trial will be starting the moment the clock strikes midnight and that she'll be putting a magic timer on them to ensure they don't forget!

Charlie's like, “MAGIC TIMER!!!??? SWEET!!!”

But then Vaggie then steps forward and is like, “Yeah, you can just put it on me, we won't be straying too far from each other anyway”

Emily: Ok!

Emily graces the magic timer on upon Vaggie's wrist. Picture like an animal branding thing.

Vaggie winces as it's put on.

Emily is like “Yeah, I’m really sorry if the stamp hurt! The trial will be starting at midnight!”

So they’ve got basically the whole day to waste LOL

The Heavenly Gates open and Emily brings them inside, she’s taking them to the Head Seraphim, Sera Eveningale.

So the three are walking through Heaven. Charlie and Emily are yappin’ and yappin’, getting along GREAT!! They meet each other’s energy super well and are basically like two hyperactive puppies at a dog park LMAO!

Charlie and Emily talking

Vaggie is sota hanging back…. She looks on edge and keeps looking around.

Adam is walking with Saint Peter, they're talking and just having a grand ol’ time. Lute is trailing behind them. (she's still like Adam's bodyguard when she isn't training the Exorcists)

Lute spots them walking past with Emily. She sees stupid shitty fucking Charlotte and…. VAGGIE…..

Adam looks too, but only focuses on Charlie and Emily. He heard Emily say something like “So what’s Hell like??? :O”!!

He’s not gonna like that.

They get to the Heavenly cathedral (it looks like the one in Hell (where Charlie had her meeting with Adam), just less run down and ugly). It's beautiful!!!

Sera greets them with as much hospitality as she could muster

They all talk for a while :)

“A very interesting belief, the redemption of a Sinner…. And an even more interesting method of doing so with your hotel”

Charlie was gonna go into detail about it but Sera cuts her off and is like “Ah, we can save it for court”

Sera repeats that the trial starts at midnight. “

“We'll show you to your chambers for the time being”

So Sera and Emily are leading Charlie and Vaggie to their chambers.

While they're walking there, Emily speaks quietly to Sera… “Can't we give them something…. Nicer?”

Sera just looks at her and doesn't say anything.

(Keep in mind the title of this episode)

So they get to the chambers and…..

Yeah, it's basically the dungeon in the basement.

It’s dingy, dark and cold. They don't complain too much bc they're used to stuff like this in Hell but COME ON!!! They just saw a whole bunch of beauty in Heaven, they really couldn't have a nicer room!

Emily is like er… sorry, I wish I could give you a better place to stay. Charlie's like no worries? It's fine! ^^

Emily says they don't need to stay here until the trial, I could show you around!!!

Charlie's like !!! Really!!!!

Emily is like yeah!!!

Sera: Emily…

Emily: What? Oh come on, Sera!! It's fine! Nothing bad’ll happen!

Sera is like “ok fine but,” She snaps her fingers and these white cuffs appear on Charlie

Vaggie is like HEY!! GET THAT SHIT OFF HER!

Sera tells her to relax and is like “dw, it's just Heavenly cuffs. It disables Miss Morningstar’s satanic powers for as long as she has them on”

Charlie is like “oh nonono I'm not gonna do anything, I swear”

Sera is like I'm sorry but you can never be too careful

Sera leaves like “see u in court”

Emily hums, slightly annoyed but quickly hides it and smiles again.

Emily asks Charlie if she's ever been to an aquarium and Charlie is like NO!!!!! Is it really as blue as I've heard?? And Emily is like the BLUEST!!!!

Emily flies out like “race you outside!!!!”

Charlie goes to run out but realizes that Vaggie hasn't moved, she's like “U coming, Vags?”

Vaggie shakes her head and is like “nah, I don't think I wanna see Heaven…”

Charlie laughs, “What? Scared you'll love it and actually give redemption a shot?”

Vaggie smiles and they come closer to each other, she cups her face, “You know I'd never leave you”

Charlie smiles at her and holds her wrists. Vaggie looks down at the cuffs on Charlie and frowns

Charlie: You're worrying, Vaggie. Everything's gonna be okay, I know it

Vaggie hums, “Just be careful, okay?”

Charlie nods, “Of course”

They kiss.

Charlie: So you're SURE you don't wanna come? I mean, I can stay here with you”

Vaggie looks at her, “Babe, we both know you wanna go see that aquarium, you're literally tap dancing in your spot right now.

Vaggie: Go. I'd rather stay here :)

Charlie says that she'll bring her back something, from what she saw, the food in Heaven looks DELICIOUS!!!

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rewrite #hazbin hotel redesigns #charlie morningstar #vaggie hazbin hotel #adam hazbin hotel #lute hazbin hotel #emily hazbin hotel #sera hazbin hotel #chaggie #hazbin hotel welcome to heaven #my art #cherri bomb #hazbin motel

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moved-to-satoruswaifu · 1 year ago

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hi gojoo ! if it's ok w you , i was wondering if i could please have 6 & 19 for the ask game , maybe ? ✨

very ok, thank you for your question 👁️🤞🏻

6; Be honest, what was your first impression of s/i when you first met them?

Uh 😶 The circumstances were a bit shit, so 😩

Sera said she’ll “officially” talk about our first meeting soon — but I’ll just go ahead and talk about it here, too 😝

At the time, Sera was on the run, because the Higher Ups of the Jujutsu Society were looking for her. Which is bad. She tried to leave Tokyo and escape to another town, but due to choosing a route that required her to use an abandoned train station, she stumbled across a curse. Of course, it attacked her.

Luckily I was in the area, and my six eyes picked up on Sera’s unstable cursed energy. I went to check out what was going on out of sheer curiosity, which ultimately resulted in me saving Sera from the curse and taking her to Jujutsu Tech.

And let me tell you we did not get along that well, at first. I was often annoyed with Sera because she was constantly talking badly about herself and complaining about her apparent ‘inability to learn’ — without realising the potential she actually had. Like that, I didn't think she'd ever be able to pull anything off and thought she was weak 😮‍💨

But I cared about her and helped her, nonetheless. I kept helping her and, without me realising it, she helped me, too…

19; What’s a memory with s/i that you’ll never forget? It can be anything really. Just try to stay positive, alright?

Her reaction to me confessing my undying love, for sure 😔 After gathering all of my remarkable courage, I finally said those three special words 🫢

— and Sera thought I meant ‘platonic love’ and got me really confused… but that is also a story for another time 😳

#f/ovember #🩵💍 ! satoru talks #♡ — satosera ∞ infinitetime #self ship

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arjaandsimoni · 2 years ago

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Thorns

Houston Texas, midday

Two girls walked down the street together, one seeming much happier about it than the other.

She was dressed in a lovely red silk top with green tights under a darker green skirt, a pair of red buckle shoes on her feet. She had long wavy black hair and several passerby wondered if she may be a child model or something.

Her friend wore a purple silk top with short puffy sleeves under a pastel pink denim skirtall, white tights on her legs and pink tennis shoes on her feet. She also had on a strange silvery sort of choker. She too had long black hair.

“Hmmmm… what should we do today Bestie?” the first girl giggled. “I’m thinking… ice cream, can’t ever go wrong with ice cream… and then we’ll go to the park and find some new friends to play with.” she grinned, but there was an oddly malicious hint to her words…

The other girl whimpered, glancing around frantically as she followed along as if on an invisible lead. Suddenly a huge crowd of commuters rushed past, it was the lunch rush after all, and the two girls got separated.

As soon as they were split up, the second girl stumbled as if something pulling on her had suddenly been released. The girl in pink and purple’s eyes widened. This was her chance! She waited until she couldn’t see the girl in red and green, then turned and raced into the crowd as fast as her legs would carry her!

The first girl looked around, then huffed and put her hands on her hips. “Really now!” she pouted, then smirked, “If you wanted to play hide and seek you just had to say so, silly…” she giggled, skipping off after her, “Okaaaaay then, but when I catch you there’s gonna be a really nasty punishment in store!”

As she walked past the storefronts the flowers on display seemed to bloom brighter, and slowly turned to watch her go…

Elsewhere in Houston

Stephy, Tex, and Sammi walked through the streets, the latter of which was not happy about it at all. “At least this bloody city has some culture to it here and there, but by oak and ash who do I have to complain at to get them to turn down this damnable heat?!” he grumped. He’d gone with a silvery loose shirt and white leather pants with matching boots, hoping the lighter colors would help reflect the heat away instead of absorb it, but even then it was punishing for the princeling.

“Pretty sure the sun doesn’t care how hot you are Sammi.” replied Stephy, though he had to admit he was feeling the heat as well. He’d gone with a loose white top with long flowing sleeves, a long white silk skirt, sandals, and a wide brimmed straw hat, but it was still pretty rough for the wintery changeling. He honestly was beginning to miss Lady Sera’s realm at the moment, if only because he knew he wouldn’t feel like he was melting there.

Tex smiled sympathetically at him, “Yeah, one thing I definitely didn’t miss ‘bout Texas… it gets hotter’n Hell here in th’ summertime…” he sighed, patting the effeminate boy’s shoulder. “We’ll take a break soon ‘n get some lunch somewhere with th’ A/C goin’ hard kay?” he nodded.

Both the faeries gave a very energetic ‘yes’ to this, Sammi conjuring a ball of ice in his hand and pressing it to his forehead as they walked. “The sooner we’re back north the bloody better… every day here is more punishing than the last…” grumbled Sammi. “I swear I’m going to boil away to nothing at this ra-AUGH!” he yelped, falling backwards as Stephy and Tex caught him, the fae prince shaking his head. “WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!” he snapped, glaring ahead of him.

However, sitting there was a young girl in purple and pink… or at least that’s what it looked like to Tex. To Sammi and Stephy however she had points to her ears, and her eyes were bright bubblegum pink instead of any natural color. Her hair was long and wavy, and when it caught the light it made a rainbow sheen. Around her neck was a heavy silvery collar, inlaid with some strange design “… sorry! I… w-wait…” she looked up, staring between them, “You’re changelings!” she gasped, “You have to help me! Please! She’s looking for me!” she scrambled to her feet, rushing up to them.

Stephy and Sammi looked at each other, then Sammi said, “Well, that depends… WHO is looking for you exactly, young lady? It may be in our best interests to pretend we didn’t see you, or even tell them where you went.” he nodded.

Stephy glared at him, smacking him in the arm, “SAMMI!” he shouted, “She’s clearly just escaped! We have to at least get her to the local freehold! Wouldn’t you want someone to help you if your mom found you?!” he scolded as Tex shook his head at the fae prince.

A Freehold was something many major cities in the west had, a sort of self-made community of those who had been taken by the gentry but managed to escape back to Earth. Changed as they were, sometimes gone months or even years, they banded together to make do as best they could.

Sammi rubbed his arm, glaring back. “I’m not saying I don’t feel for her plight, just that some of the Gentry are exceedingly powerful! If they catch up to her and find us with her they may decide to take us as well!” he snapped.

Stephy huffed, “Well I’m not leaving her, and if you’re pledge-bound to me neither are you!” he smirked.

Sammi frowned back, then looked at her, “Right, lets have a look at your collar then… that should tell us who we’re dealing with.” he muttered, cupping the girl’s chin and kneeling down, she was shorter than all of them, looking like she was barely ten years old.

Stephy pouted, “There’s still fae who take them this young huh?” he asked.

The girl shook her head, “I-I’m not a kid! She just won’t let me grow up! I feel like I’ve been there for years now!” she insisted, “She tricked me into playing with her when my parents grounded me and now she won’t let me leave!” she shook a bit at that, “I can’t go back… I can’t… she’s insane… she’s completely twisted. It all looks cute and wonderful at first but…” she whimpered.

Stephy pouted at her, kneeling down on her side as Tex squatted next to him, “Hey, it’ll be alright, we’ll do what we can to get you to safety okay? I can’t really promise it, but if there’s a chance…” he started… and then a voice rang out.

“FOUND YOU!” sang a childish voice as a girl in red and green walked into view.

“Oh no…” she whispered, “Oh no no no no no…” she clung to Sammi’s arms as he saw the collar clearly.

“Roses…” murmured Sammi, “Oh blast and damnation…” he looked up.

“I found you I found you I green and yellow found you!” giggled the newcomer in a sing song tone, striding up to them, “Oh! And you found us some new friends! Goodie! Maybe I won’t punish you so bad for running away! I… wait…”

The girl paused, frowning, “Something about those two is… familiar…” she narrowed her eyes, drawing closer as she pouted a bit, “Blondie girl is really really… waaaaaait… ITS YOU!” she snarled, her face becoming a mask of rage as her irises seemed to widen until her eyes went jet black.

Stephy and Tex stood up quickly, the girl’s head snapping back and forth between them, “YOU! AND YOU!” she stormed forward, her hair blowing in an unseen breeze as flowerbuds began to appear, and then roses burst into bloom.

Stephy stepped back suddenly, Tex’s hand flying to the knife at his belt as Sammi stood, the young girl trying to hide behind him. “Oh shit…” whispered Stephy, “I know who your keeper is…”

“You threw away my gift, broke my toys, set that demon-cursed grownup on me, AND NOW YOU’RE TRYING TO TAKE MY BESTIE?! STEPHEN FULLMOON! I’M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FERTILIZER FOR MY GARDEN!” shrieked Isolde, the Everblooming Rose.

"RUN!" shouted Sammi, "RUN NOW!" and run they did!

The four of them raced down through the busy streets of Houston, trying to vanish into the press of bodies as the flowers in public displays, shop windows, and anywhere that had them all seemed to burst into bloom around them as they ran. It would look like something out of a romantic comedy if not for the fact that each of them seemed to be snarling insults at them as they passed.

Nasty filthy Fullmoon!

Queen Isolde is gonna getcha! Gonna getcha!

Toy breakers and friend takers! Naughty! Wicked!

The mundanes couldn’t hear them, but anyone with a touch of supernatural that they passed seemed to get the message. Several people immediately did an about face back into stores or buildings they were coming out of, a few watching them go with rather anxious eyes.

Behind them came Isolde, and the crowd of commuters seemed to part for her without even knowing why. She only had eyes for the four she was pursuing, but mainly for Stephy. The other two she would torture into insanity just so he’d have to watch! Stephy looked around, then his knowledge of spotting boltholes took over and he grabbed Sammi and the unknown changeling's hands, “This way!” he nodded, rushing down an alleyway. Three lefts, two rights, shake her off! Stick to stone-covered areas with no plant life! No plants meant she couldn’t see them through their eyes!

The three of them raced down the alleyways until suddenly they hit a dead end. A wide-open area with a single pathway leading inwards, the rest walled off by buildings.

“Stephy, dear sibling, was this what you intended to do?” asked Sammi, looking around. The buildings were too high to get over! Stephy could fly over them, but he could only carry one of them at a time!

Stephy winced, “Guess Houston is laid out different from Covington…” he muttered, “Back home it wouldn’t have a dead end like this…”

Tex chuckled nervously, “Well shoot darlin’ I coulda told ya’ll that…” he muttered.

The changeling girl just looked around, her head snapping back and forth as she began to hyperventilate. She looked like she was on the verge of a panic attack.

Then the door at the end of the alley flew open to reveal the thorns and briars of the Hedge behind it as Isolde strolled out. Her human guise was totally shed, the Everblooming Rose standing there like the haughty fae queen she was in her gown of rose petals and leaves, her hair in full bloom. “Found yoooooooooou…” she sneered, then she snapped her fingers, and the path out of the area erupted in giant rose stems, making an impenetrable thorny barrier!

“No calling that nasty demon-possessed cousin of yours this time Stephen Fullmoon…” she giggled wickedly, “No calling that brutish tomboy of a cousin who wrecked my toys that just wanted to play with your cowboy friend either… The grownups can’t save you THIS TIME!” she sneered, her mouth spreading into a wide grin as her teeth changed into rose-thorns, “THIS TIME YOU WILL PAY FOR EVERYTHING YOU’VE DONE TO ME!”

Stephy stepped back from her, the girl cackling as she flexed her fingers and thorn vines began to grow from any nearby cracks in the pavement. No toys this time, it seemed the Everblooming Rose was being far more true to her name today!

Then, Sammi stepped forward, “Hold.” he said, “I am Prince Samuel of the Icebound Heart, and you have no claim on this one.” he stated, “Stephen Fullmoon has already been claimed by one of your sisters, Lady Sera of the Icebound Heart. My mother.” he smirked, “Do you wish to risk her wroth?” he asked.

This gave Isolde pause, the girl looking at Stephy, “… truly? After all I offered you, you went with one of the SADDIES?!”

Sammi frowned, his eye twitching a bit. “Must you use that term?” he muttered.

Isolde glared at him, “WELL THAT’S WHAT YOU WINTERY TYPES ARE!” she shouted, “All you wanna do is cry in the snow and feel miserable! I at least make people HAPPY! See how happy my bestie is?!” she smirked, gesturing to the young changeling girl.

The girl let out a sudden shriek and stumbled, her cheeks pushed back as her mouth was forced into a huge smile, so hard that her eyes were watering from it! She whimpered, trying to push them back down with her hands, but they wouldn’t budge!

“Seeeeee? She’s sooooo happy to see me! Now we’re going to go back home and she’s going to play dress up with me and watch cartoons and we’ll have all sorts of FUN!” squealed Isolde, but the fear in the girl’s eyes suggested that Isolde’s comments meant something far more sinister than they sounded.

Stephy stood infront of her, “Isolde she’s clearly terrified! She doesn’t want to go with you!” he protested, knowing exactly how little good it’d do. Faeries like her only saw the world they wanted to see.

The girl shook her head behind him, managing to force her jaw to move enough to make words, “I… I wanna go home…” she whimpered.

Isolde giggled, “Well that’s where we’re going silly! After I punish this wicked nasty cheater and toybreaker we’ll go straight back home!” she replied, smiling widely at the changeling.

She shook her head frantically, “N-no! Not there! I wanna go back to my home! With my parents!” she managed to push out.

Isolde paused at that, “Nooooo… you don’t wanna go back to those grownups who were being jerks to you. You want to come back to your real home in my castle.” she nodded, stating it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

The girl shook her head harder, her long hair shining rainbows as it caught the light. “NO! NO I DON’T! I WANT MY MOM AND DAD AND MY BABY SISTER!” she protested.

Isolde stared, her eye twitching, and then she rounded on Stephy and jabbed out an accusing finger, “YOU! YOU DID SOMETHING! YOU BROKE MY BESTIE! IT’LL TAKE AGES TO MAKE HER STOP CRYING ABOUT THAT AGAIN!” she snarled in fury, the thorn fangs coming out once more as her roses turned a violent shade of purple, the thorn vines seeming to double in number.

Sammi stood ready, conjuring a swirl of ice and snow, “Isolde… if you lay a single finger on him the full fury of the Icebound Heart will fall upon your Toyland… my mother will see to that. It will mean war in Arcadia.” he warned.

“I! DON’T! CARE!” she screamed, shaking her fists in fury, “THAT BOY IS HORRIBLE! HE RUINS EVERYTHING HE TOUCHES! I’LL SEE HIM SUFFER FOR IT!” she gestured, and the thorn vines flexed, then aimed towards the group like spears… “Starting… RIGHT… NOW!” she grinned wickedly and pointed, the vines racing forward.

As they did, Tex drew a hand from the Very Useful Deck... The joker was infront of him, but the throne wasn’t empty this time.

"Looks like ya’ll got yerselves in a right pickle… guess I’d better getcha back outta it…" said a voice in his head.

There was a sensation of split time, then a whip crack rang out and the thorn vines shuddered before falling to pieces.

Isolde stared as her rose vines fell around her in huge clumps, “… w-what… no… no no no no NO!” she snarled, stamping her foot in fury, “YOU. KEEP. DOING. THAT!” she threw back her head and shrieked, “CHEAAAAAAAAAAAAAATER!”

Standing before the group was someone new. A tall man, easily six foot, in a long duster coat as black as a moonless night. He wore a matching cowboy hat on his head and was dressed in black vest and slacks with blackened leather boots that had shining silvery spurs on them. At his left hip was a bullwhip, his hand still resting on it, and at his right hip was a revolver… and on his breast was a six-pointed star shaped badge.

“Girl, ya’ll need a lesson in how ta behave.” said the newcomer, looking up and raising his hat with a thumb… revealing a face like a giant crow, beak and all, his black beady eyes focused on Isolde, “The name’s Joker Black. Sheriff Joker Black… ‘n anyone what messes with m’ dealer messes with me.” he nodded.

Sammi stumbled back a step, “Oak and Ash and Thorn… you actually landed that.” he chuckled to himself, “... and your version is a bloody sheriff of all things.” he couldn’t help snickering, “That is TOO perfect.”

Isolde snarled, then lashed out with her thorn vines again, but quick as a blink Joker’s hand was on his whip and with a loud CRACK the vines fell to pieces once more, the sheriff advancing. “Now young lady, ya’ll think I don’t know how ta deal with you?” he asked, if his face could smirk it would be.

Isolde growled, “No… NO! DON’T DO IT!” she spat, taking a step away from the approaching Joker. She almost looked afraid...

“Ya’ll gotta listen, good kids always listen…” he nodded as Isolde screamed and two massive rose vines erupted around him! Joker’s other hand moved in a blur and there were two loud BANGs, and the vines went down with huge holes oozing sap.

Isolde stomped her foot and shook her head, “NO NO NO! DO NOT! DO NOT DO NOT DO NOT!” she screamed, rose vines erupting all around her.

“Young lady…” said Joker in a warning tone, standing over her, “Go to your room.” he said forcefully.

Isolde cried out, forcing her hands over her ears, “NO! I DON’T WANT TO!” she shouted, shaking her head as her legs suddenly trembled, the vines she conjured going limp! She fell onto her back and shrieked loud and wordlessly, like a child throwing a tantrum, trying to drown out Joker’s voice!

“This ain’t a discussion lil’ missy! GO TO YOUR ROOM THIS DANG INSTANT OR I’M GONNA GIVE YOU A HIDIN’ YOU’LL NEVER FORGET!” shouted Joker.

Isolde gritted her teeth, her hands pushed so hard against her ears that her knuckles were turning white, but finally she sagged. “… okaaaaaaay…” she sniffled, getting to her feet and stumbling back towards the door to the Hedge. She gave Stephy one last venomous look, then she passed through the door and a second later it slammed shut.

Stephy and the others watched her go, the fae ‘princess’ staring in confusion as to what had just transpired.

Joker then turned to them and tipped his hat, “Pleasure meetin’ ya’ll, if’n ya’ll need mah help, ya know where ta find me… if Lady Luck is kind enough our paths’ll cross again.” he said, then suddenly he was gone and a card slowly drifted down to the ground. After a minute Tex stumbled forward and collected it.

Stephy finally found his voice, “How… the hell…” he gestured to their battlefield, still covered in slowly wilting rose vines, and the door that Isolde had retreated through.

Sammi chuckled, “Oh, you didn’t know? All of the Fair Folk have a bane. A weakness that we cannot overcome, try as we might. Isolde is a powerful fae queen, but she’s a queen of childhood desires. She’s the eternal eight-year-old girl.” he smirked at Stephy, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding.

Stephy blinked slowly, then cocked his head a bit, “… she… was told to go to her room…” he started, his eyes widening as he put the pieces together.

Sammi nodded, “… by an adult. Why do you think she hates them so much? She HAS to obey them, she doesn’t get a choice in the matter because ‘good kids listen to the grownups.’” he grinned. “That’s why she won’t allow ‘grownups’ in her realm, that’s why she was so eager to come after us knowing we were alone. They are her bane, her weakness.”

Stephy grinned, then opened his mouth before Sammi put a finger firmly over it, “HOWEVER… I would keep this… ‘sub rosa’ if you will.” he warned, “If you think Isolde hates you now, imagine her wroth if you start spreading around the secret to her defeat.” he said, his expression turning deadly serious.

Stephy nodded slowly, “Good point…” he murmured, then looked around, “Hey! Where’d that girl go?” he asked.

Tex looked around as well, but the alley end was vacant save for the three of them.

“Likely ran for the hills first chance she got. Can you blame her?” nodded Sammi, “Rather run and risk a wild unknown in the city than fall back into Isolde’s clutches.”

Stephy nodded, frowning a bit, “I wish we could have helped her though…” he muttered.

Sammi smirked, “You think driving back her Keeper to Arcadia and giving her the chance to escape didn’t? She may certainly have a rough go of it back in the Mortal Realm, but after being one of Isolde’s playthings I daresay she’s better off whatever comes of her…”

Later that evening

The girl who was once known as Iris wandered through the streets of Houston, her mood downcast. She’d managed to find her way to her former home, only to find it empty with a For Sale sign out front. Losing their daughter seemed to cause her parent’s already strained marriage to completely fall apart, and they’d both left the city for places unknown in different directions.

As she walked along through the mostly empty streets she heard something in an alleyway… the girl going to investigate.

“Rrrrf…” came a growling grunt as a large hobo dug through a dumpster, next to him a man and a woman were talking, the man sighing at him.

“Bailey, could you please refrain from that? Its rather off-putting to say the least.” he sighed.

“HUNGRY!” barked the hobo, “Need some grub…” he growled.

“Bailey, c’mon…” smiled the woman, “We’ll get some fast food on our way back to the Freehold, okay? Just stop rooting through the garbage.” she nodded, sounding rather like a big sister.

The hobo paused, “… yeh promise?” he grunted.

The young girl felt something about them, she walked towards them curiously, “Um… hi?” she tried.

The trio looked up, the hobo sniffing the air, and Iris saw that his face was less like a man’s and more like a basset hound’s with big drooping jowls and long floppy ears, “Huh?! Who’s there?!” he growled.

The next one had skin the green of new leaves, and instead of hair she had long flowing vines on which flowers were blooming. She dressed in psychadelic colors, a long skirt and a tube top. “Bailey, relax, its just another changeling…” she said.

The third one looked the most human, dressed in tweeds and a button-down shirt with an honest to goodness bowtie, but with small points to his ears and hair that seemed a touch too fine… “Not just any, look at her. She must have just made it back.” he nodded, adjusting his glasses.

The flower girl stepped forward, “Oh! Oh you poor dear, you must’ve been taken so young… guys we can’t just leave her out here!” she said, looking back at them.

The blonde man nodded, “Yes… lets take her back with us. I daresay an extra set of hands around the Freehold, small as her’s may be, will be welcome.” he nodded, “My flowery friend here is Lavender, and our gruff companion is Basset Bailey. You may call me the Blonde Professor. What should we call you, young lady?” he asked.

The girl whimpered, “I dunno… she took it away, I can’t remember it…” she muttered, her hands rubbing her throat. As soon as Isolde had fled the collar seemed to have vanished, but she could still feel it’s weight there.

The Professor chuckled, “They always do… Hm…” he looked her over, rubbing his chin and noticing the way the light played along her hair. “Just like a rainbow… The Rainbow Child, or Rain for short perhaps?” he suggested.

She looked up at him, then nodded and smiled, “O… okay!” she replied. A few minutes later they were all walking together through the streets, the Rainbow Child looking curious as to what her new friends might be like.

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orionsangel86 · 4 years ago

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SPN Conspiracies - Applying Logic to Chaos

Its been over 2 months now since the Supernatural finale aired. I am still so angry, hurt, and confused by it and I don’t think I will ever get closure unless someone like Andrew Dabb, or Jensen Ackles, actually opens up and gives us an explanation that makes sense.

What annoys me most right now is people trying to gaslight fans into believing that we should accept the narrative we have been given at face value: That the finale was always planned to be that way, that Destiel was never on the cards, that there was no Network interference, that the only changes made were due to covid and were minor at best.

This harmful gaslighting is FALSE.

NO ONE KNOWS THE TRUTH OF WHAT HAPPENED.

Look, I don’t agree with some of the crazier conspiracy theories. I don’t believe that there was some huge campaign among the CW Network execs to remove anything remotely gay out of homophobia. I don’t believe that the finale was changed because of some desire to make it into a Walker promo. I don’t believe that the finale was really bad on purpose in protest by Dabb for not getting to do an ending he truly wanted. I don’t believe that Dabb left us smart fans a bunch of secret messages in the finale to hint that he was on our side all along and that everything was fake.

I do, however, believe that all of these conspiracy theories have some elements in them that are plausible. At least, more plausible than the bullshit narrative mentioned above that some people are pushing in some desperate attempt to defend the Network (which imo is really strange behaviour anyway - why would anyone care about a TV network with a history of terrible behaviour?!?)

We have facts, based on information provided before the covid lockdown, which for some reason, people like Misha have since backpeddled on. So let me try to outline some of the information that makes no sense.

Below the cut I go on a deep dive into the conspiracies and statements I have heard about the SPN finale and try to make some sense of this whole fucked up situation. It gets long.

1. “Cas was never gonna be in the finale”.

False: We have many fan accounts of Misha confirming that he was filming the finale. We have video evidence of Misha confirming he was going back to film the finale after the lockdown. We have confirmation from fans in Misha M&Gs from March that he had about 5 days of filming left.

We also had fan accounts of discussions with Alex Calvert (I think) where he confirmed the final shot of the final episode was all four of them though I would LOVE if someone can find a source for this.

2. Okay, Misha was gonna be in the finale, but only as Jimmy Novak

False: I heavily side eyed Misha when he said this. But I think I can come up with a plausible explanation for it. Per above, Misha was supposed to film for 5 days. This does not align with the half a day he described of filming as Jimmy Novak. My own belief is that after Cas was cut from the finale (for whatever reason we don’t know) someone (probably Jensen Ackles) put up a fight and complained that Misha should be there for the final episode. The writers probably tried to come up with a way to bring Misha back without having to deal with Cas, and pitched the idea of Jimmy Novak being in Heaven. Misha, obviously annoyed about this, turned this stupid pitch down.

3. Destiel was never a thing, never planned, never part of Dabb’s ending. Bobo and Misha pushing the confession was the part of the season that was Wrong.

False: We have a SPN writer on record saying that Castiel’s confession was the first thing written for Season 15 when the writers returned to the writers room. If it wasn’t planned, why was it the first thing written, why does it align so well with the rest of season 15? Look I know some people either a. hate destiel and refuse to see it even if it slaps them in the face, or b. have major heteronormative goggles on, or c. are just homophobes in denial, but 15x18 fits in perfectly with the narrative of season 15. Everything Cas says, everything that happened in that scene was so in character it just works. It fit. If you just rewatch the season whilst applying some critical thinking skills and pay attention to the narrative and character arcs, trust me, the confession fits in with pretty much every other plot point, and character story in the season.

Also: We have known for a while that the network did market research into Destiel, wanting to know if it would go down well or not. They were well aware of its popularity and considering it. Where would this have come from if not pitched by the showrunner? Dabb must have at least been considering it. If you take all of Dabb era into consideration, starting with mid season 11, all the way through the season 12 build up, season 13 grief arc, and then Bobo’s Destiel break up arc in late season 14, early season 15, it is clear that there was some toing and froing on the issue of Destiel, but ultimately, I still believe that Dabb was on board. He wrote 13x01 for christs sake. No way he wasn’t taking it seriously.

4. It’s always been about the brothers. The finale just stays true to what Supernatural is all about.

*rubs temples* Fundamentally FALSE: The show has time and again reasserted the message of “Family don’t end with blood”, as well as the messages of AKF and YANA. Sam and Dean may be at the heart of the show, but a heart can’t exist without a body to support it. Without bones, and lungs, and blood, and muscles, and a BRAIN. The finale abandons the shows core messages. It forces the characters back into their season 1 characterisations and the whole thing becomes hollow and souless. But I’m not here to complain, I’m here to lay down the facts. Dean’s heaven was supposed to be surrounded by loved ones right? We know OG Charlie Bradbury was gonna be in his Heaven, we also know CAS was gonna be in there. So this idea that the finale as it currently stands was how it was meant to be is wrong. Dean was supposed to die and reunite with his found family and loved ones. This alone would have been a far better ending than the one given. Do I think this was solely a covid issue? Fuck no.

The randoms that WERE in the finale are proof alone that they could have got people in and quarantined. We also have several actors on record saying that they WOULD have quarantined for the finale had they been asked to return but they WEREN’T.

Lies have been told. Samantha Ferris and Chad Limberg have confirmed that we have been lied to about the original plans for the finale.

This alone is proof enough that there is more plausibility in some of the conspiracy theories than any bullshit narrative some people are pushing in defence of the barbaric mess of a finale we were given.

So lets address some of the conspiracy theories now:

Conspiracy No.1: The CW Network reviewed Supernatural during the covid break, and due to homophobia, refused any Destiel arc that wasn’t already filmed, shut down any potential reciprocation from Dean, and forced Dabb to change his finale.

I don’t think this is entirely what happened. But I do think it is very strange how there is a such a huge disconnect particularly in Dean’s characterisations between what had come before the lockdown, and what came after. The one fact we have here, and please someone provide a source if you can find it because I know there is one, the finale script was still going through changes up to only 2 weeks before it was filmed. We know that there was some weird editing in 15x18 (which was still in post and uncompleted before lockdown) and we know from Jensen’s own mouth that there was more to the confession scene on Dean’s side that was cut. We also know that this isn’t the first time that Destiel heavy moments have been changed in post - the prayer scene is another big scene that went through a lot of changes and Bobo fought to have his script play out the way he wanted it.

There are certain things that in my own opinions, are basically true of SPN which I have put together from years of keeping one eye on the writers room, the network, and all the various comments made. My opinion is this:

The writers room has always been split on Destiel. Some writers heavily supported making it canon, others did not care, or were against it.

The Network considered it over the course of several years, did market research, green lit it, then changed their minds, possibly several times over the course of Dabb’s era. Destiel was pitched to the Network early in Dabb era.

The crew on set were also split. Some people heavily supported it, and worked to assist the reading, whereas others did not care/did not support it. The same can be said for the editing room.

Bob Singer supported the subtextual homoeroticism, but never supported bringing it into text (this is an opinion, but I think it aligns with everything we know about him.) IMO Bob Singer also supported subtextual homoeroticism between Sam and Dean - the guy is gross is what I’m saying. He isn’t exactly a progressive person.

Fun fact - a while back our old enemy Sera Gamble went on a Twitter rant about writers rooms and the ways a script goes through changes. I don’t think this was in relation to the SPN finale wank but she basically inadvertantly confirmed that the Network can step in and make sweeping changes to a script if they want to and if they decide they don’t like the direction of a story. Sera Gamble confirmed this as a fact.

Now. I’m not saying that this is what the CW did with Destiel. I just think its very strange how pre lockdown, the last thing filmed is a heartfelt homosexual declaration of love between Dean and Cas, and we have a finale script that Misha had not seen, but knew that he was meant to film as Castiel for 5 days (5 days on set is over half of an episode as far as I know). Then all of a sudden, Covid happens, and Cas is cut from the finale completely, a desperate attempt to bring Misha back only as Jimmy Novak takes place, which Misha rightly refuses, leading to a finale which makes zero sense narratively and appears in every way completely and utterly butchered.

The only explanation provided by anyone involved is that Covid meant changes had to happen - but that covid didn’t change the actual story at all.

But this makes no sense because we know that Cas was cut from the finale. This is FACT. Do not let anyone gaslight you into thinking otherwise. Misha was preparing to quaranting to return to set as Cas post Covid, so whatever happened to cut Cas from the finale, it wasn’t Covid.

I’m gonna have to Occum’s Razor this and say that the most logical explanation here is the one that is most likely true. Someone got cold feet with the Destiel story, and to prevent any possible interpretation that included Dean reciprocating, any hints of Destiel were removed from the finale script, including Castiel’s whole appearance.

Now, this isn’t me saying I think that Dabb’s original finale was full of Destiel love confessions and a homosexual kiss or whatever, but I am asking you all to really think about it and ask yourselves WHY Cas would have been totally cut from an episode he was supposed to be in at LEAST half of?

We will probably never know the real reason Cas was cut, but he WAS cut. I’m not saying it was all homophobia, but some fuckery went down.

Conspiracy No. 2: The CW Network changed the finale to make it into a Walker promo because they only cared about raising up Jared and not Jensen and Misha as they were losing them anyway.

I don’t agree with this in terms of the finale being butchered solely to make it into a Walker promo. There are however moments in the finale that are clearly supposed to be Walker Easter Eggs and added to excite fans of Jared/Sam in particular such as Sam’s gratuitous and unnecessary topless scene, as well as the call on the “case in Austin”.

I will take this moment to say something pretty damn controversial though.

*Deep breath*

The fact is, Dean Winchester has been the “lead” character of Supernatural’s narrative for years now, with Sam often being sidelined and not given great storylines himself. Even in Season 15, right up until the finale, I myself felt bad for Sam sometimes because so much of this show has become all about Dean. Jensen Ackles is clearly the better actor when it comes to emotional story arcs, so the emotional heart of the story has most often leant on him.

So you can understand my confusion, when this is turned on its head in the final episode, to make Sam carry all the emotional weight, and have the most lines/screentime, and story resolution (even if his story resolution was just as crappy as Dean’s).

If we pretend that Destiel is not a thing, and ignore Cas’s confession, the story change in the finale from Dean focus to Sam focus is still rather suspicious. Again, I’m not saying I completely approve of or agree to the conspiracy theory that Walker influenced the butchering of the script, but I can believe that perhaps a note went down from the CW to someone like Bob Singer, to emphasise Sam/Jared more than they perhaps would normally, because the CW wanted to shine the spotlight on Jared to raise excitement for Walker.

I can also believe this note might have said something like “we wanna cater to fans of Sam/Jared the most - don’t do anything to piss them off.” but now I am getting into my own conspiracy theories so by all means dismiss this as me being bitter.

Conspiracy No.3: Dabb purposely made it bad, as a secret message to Destiel fans that he had been silenced, by layering meta clues into the episode that he knew fans would notice.

I doubt this one is true. Though some of the theories are quite compelling. The old vampire silent movie theory for instance starts off quite well, but loses me the moment it brings up Urban Dictionary slang.

Sometimes I have just had to accept that Supernatural is a bad show that is sometimes accidentally a masterpiece. However, some writers really did go That Deep with their stories - anything by Ben Edlund or Steve Yockey for instance, their episodes are meta masterpieces with a hundred different layers of beautiful subtextual storytelling and are a joy to analyse. Bobo Berens has certainly done some A+++ work especially now we KNOW that he was working hard all this time to bring Destiel to canon text (so any analysis of Destiel in the subtext in his episodes is very accurate). There have been many other key elements analysed over the years which have been confirmed true. Cas’s death in Season 12, Dean’s time as a demon in season 10, Season 11 ending in unity of dark and light, these were all plot points predicted by meta writers just by analysing the narrative. Sometimes the writers really have been very smart and they do add things to the show to aid us in our meta.

Richard Speight Jr for instance, confirmed that SPN has a visual library that the production team use to give clues and hints in the narrative. Pizza, for example, always means a lie has been told. Whenever Pizza is being eaten or even just mentioned on screen, there is dishonesty in that particular moment.

The beers also have a very specific message and the one thing I can’t let go about the finale, was that Dean was drinking El Sol beer. The beer his dad gave him, that was terrible.

El Sol has been used in the show to indicate something being wrong, a fake reality, or another lie, for the longest time. It is the beer of deception.

The fact that in the final episode of this entire show, Dean is in Heaven, supposedly at peace, and then he gets handed an El Sol beer to drink? Thats a HUGE red flag for any meta writer watching who can read SPNs visual library.

If they had given him the Margiekugel beer of family then it would make sense. Dean is in Heaven, with Bobby, his family, at peace. Margiekugel should have been the beer of choice. But nope. El Sol. Something is wrong.

I don’t know if it was Dabb, or Singer, or some disgruntled ADs and crew members who added these elements into the finale, but their very presence confirms some message of Wrongness.

I could go into a huge rant about Vampire Mimes not making sense and the very glaringly obvious symbolism of cutting out peoples tongues too, but that is high school level film analysis. It’s obvious. It means to silence someone. There is validity in interpreting this as Dabb saying he was silenced. I don’t know how true it is, but i can’t 100% dismiss it, because as I said, this is high school analysis levels of obvious subtextual storytelling.

So in summary, whilst I don’t think that Dabb intentionally went out of his way to sabotage his own script, and leave a breadtrail of secret messages for savvy fans to put together to confirm that he was silenced by an evil network into not getting what he wanted... I do think that there is validity in questioning these odd choices for the finale. Cutting out tongues? Vampire Mimes? El Sol beer?

The evidence is somewhat compelling is all I’m saying. I don’t believe the full conspiracy theories, but as I have said many times before, some fuckery went down.

So What Do I Believe?

That some fuckery went down and whatever company line they are pushing is bullshit.

I believe that the original script included Cas (since thats fact). I believe that the original script probably always had Dean dying on a vampire hunt (due to Jensen’s issues with it and in particular, his sarcastic comments about vampires in the past year or so which in hindsight are hilarious and prove he never really came to terms with Dean’s idiotic death). I believe Dabb’s original script was some less crappy version of what we got, which potentially included showing Jack rescuing Cas from the Empty and resolving the outstanding Empty plot points (potentially this was actually a 15x19 plot since Mark P commented that his final scenes were supposed to be with Jack and Cas), had Cas reunite with Dean in Heaven and had them have a discussion about Cas��s confession. I believe that there was probably a lot of back and forth over how to handle that with some people wanting Dean to obviously reciprocate and others believing they should keep it ambiguous. I believe that Dean and Cas would have reunited with Charlie Bradbury, and Bobby Singer, and possibly others (though if this was the case it must have been very early on since no one ever looped in Sam Ferris, Chad Linberg or any other Roadhouse people).

I believe that Sam’s ending probably didn’t change much, but I do feel that initially they were planning on him ending up with Eileen, because it is the only thing that narratively makes sense. Cutting Eileen and giving him a blurry wife is something I won’t ever understand and Jared’s bullshit explanations are quite clearly pulled out of his ass to appease bronly types. I believe the reunion on the bridge would have included Cas and Jack, with a final shot of all four of them together, at peace (as this aligns with Alex’s comments from around a year or so ago that the final shot was all four of them). (I also am not sure it was always supposed to be on a bridge since the foreshadowing in an earlier episode showed Dean, Cas and Sam all in the Roadhouse together).

I believe that script went through countless changes and redrafts, and not even production people or the types that some fandom people claim as their “sources” would even have seen those early scripts, since even Misha never saw it. I believe that these rumours of Dabb never having Cas in his finale and ignoring all Destiel elements likely come from people who only saw later versions, weren’t party to network discussions and felt bitter about the final scripts they did see (being the crappy butchered one that was ultimately filmed). Those “sources” are now spreading rumours to discredit Dabb.

I obviously believe Dabb is a weak ass pushover who either didn’t care enough to fight back, or gave up since he’s been stuck with fucking Bob Singer on his back for years, but I will NEVER believe he didn’t care about the DeanCas love story, because he has been one of the few writers who has championed for it for years. You can’t look back at Dabb’s episodes in earlier seasons and claim he didn’t care. Dabb was a writer whose creative ideas were beaten out of him by an unforgiving Network only concerned about where their future money was coming from. Do I think he gave up too easily? Yes. But I also have one other huge reason for not believing the bullshit about Dabb being this anti-Destiel villain.

Bobo. Because if Bobo truly believed Dabb was gonna fuck that up at the end, I don’t think he would have given us Cas’s love confession to begin with. If he had known it was gonna end like that, I think he would have reconsidered, because had Cas not confessed his love, I don’t think he would have been cut from the finale. Bobo - a gay man, would not have wanted such a horrible message for queer fans being put across in the show he worked so hard on. He started writing that confession scene the day they returned to the writers room. Dabb would have been there, would have seen what he was writing, probably discussed it with him, after all, other episodes were written with the confession in mind. No way was Dabb planning to fuck up the ending knowing what Bobo was giving us. Nope.

Something went very wrong over lockdown. Someone, somewhere up the chain of power caught wind of the confession scene in 15x18, realised that it demanded a resolution which would make Dean Winchester, their protagonist, queer, and pulled the plug. I believe this did not come from a place of homophobia, but of bad business sense.

The CW is constantly trying to win the approval and attention of the one demo group that they seem to fail at getting the most: young straight men. Supernatural was one of their only remaining shows that appeals to young straight men, and Dean Winchester is more often than not the fave character of those young straight men who project onto him. Making Dean Winchester, established Han Solo of Supernatural, queer and in love with his best friend in the finale would have come across as a betrayal to those young straight men. The CW probably feared they would lose that demo group for good, and with a show like Walker starting soon with Jared at the helm, they couldn’t take the risk.

Hence there was probably a whole bunch of back and forth script redrafts with the Network, with Dabb and Singer fighting to make a finale that would appeal to everyone. There was most likely no way that they could bring Cas back without addressing what had already been filmed, because any resolution of that plot would either a. make Dean queer, or b. address it awkwardly by having Dean reject Cas (this storyline would probably have been slammed by critics worse than the finale because it meant addressing it. It might have got the attention of LGBTQ activist groups and caused a bigger shitstorm than what we got). The best option was therefore C. Bury it and Cas, pretend it never happened. Never address it again and distract Dean with other things. Hope that Destiel fans will accept no answer from Dean as ambiguous enough to imagine a future reunion rather than shutting it down with a rejection, and still keep hold of the blissfully ignorant heteronormative straight boys so they can carry over to Walker when it starts.

I also believe (controversially probably) that there was concern that any resolution of Dean and Cas would have overshadowed network darling Jared Padalecki. If Dean and Cas had come together in the finale, with a very clearly textual homosexual reunion, then that would have been all anyone talked about. The reviewers, the critics, the audience, everyone. It would have been nothing but Dean and Cas (and look, if they did think this, they were right, Destiel trending over the US ELECTION.)

So what is the network to do, when they are losing the two stars who would get the most attention from this storyline? The one star they were holding on to and getting his own show, relegated to third place in the finale of the show where he was first on the call sheet? Nope. That’s pretty unacceptable. Even without Walker I can imagine people at all levels side eyeing the Destiel thing over the years. This IS a show about two brothers, and their relationship should be the core relationship, we can’t have one brother pushed aside in the finale to make way for a queer relationship that will get all the attention instead. It was never gonna get approved for this reason ALONE.

At the end of the day, if I look at it from a business perspective, it makes far more sense that the CW shut down Destiel, rather than “oh Dabb never cared and ruined it because he’s an idiot.” The writers cared, and had built on that story over years. But their mistake was leaving any Destiel resolution to the finale. If they had instead gone and got Dean and Cas together in early season 15, then they could have ended it in a way that satisfied everyone. Destiel wouldn’t have threatened pulling focus away from Sam and Dean, and the show could have gone out on a high.

When I lay out all the conspiracy theories, and line them up next to the cold hard facts, the conspiracy theories in some way or another, make more sense. To believe the company line, the narrative we have been fed, is to ignore your own eyes, ears, and memories pre March 2020.

All I’m asking people to do is take a look at the show, the narrative presented in the show, and the information presented above. I’m not telling you to believe what I’ve written here, half of which is just my own opinion. I’m asking you to ask yourselves if it makes sense to you. Because it sure as hell doesn’t make sense to me. I don’t think I’ll ever be satisfied.

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Prom w John bc I've decided to reread yet again.

Candy anon you kill me. Legit you killed me, we are once again on the bus and my bestie is too used to me to react but she gave me a side eye.

- Boba anon 🧋

Don’t tempt me…I’ll end up rereading again🍿🥤🍭🍬🍫🧋

*Tbh…he kinda… forgets to ask you…

*Like he was so nervous and spent hours pretending to ask you in the mirror that he just tricked his brain into thinking that he already asked you

*So when you mention that you’re not going, or say how you were thinking about going with friends, or how someone else asked you and you’re thinking about your answer he just kinda buffers and blurts out “go with me”

*Now you’re both shocked bc he didn’t mean to say it like that and you’re shocked he’s asking you

*He’s awkward now and he’s trying to play it off but he’s way more shocked when you agree

*You have to convince him to wear a suit

*He doesn’t want to and insists that he can just wear his normal clothes

*When you finally convince him, he’ll kinda panic bc he doesn’t know anything about suits

*First he tries to call and ask his dad but his dad is too busy gushing about John going to prom

*And then he asks Sera bc he knows she’s fashionable and rich and might know about suits

*She does. But she knows someone who knows more and who would be very willing to give John at least one occasion of good fashion

*So she tells John to go ask Arlo (ik how much you all like sass squad lol)

*John says no and tries to convince her to help him and she says she will, after he asks Arlo

*John’s still refusing until you send him pics of the outfits you’re considering so he can get a better idea on how to match his suit with your outfit

*And he finally bites his pride and goes to ask Arlo

*Arlo tells him no to begin with and when John asks him why, he says John can figure it out

*And then John looks at a tux website and finds the most hideous tux he can and tells Arlo that’s the one he’s getting

*Arlo’s control freak trait along with his fashion sense kicks in and he tells John that he’ll help him

*Don’t get me wrong, Arlo would willingly and happily let John self sabotage like that

*But Remi convinced Arlo to go and Arlo doesn’t want to look at that ugly suit all night

*So with Arlo and Sera’s help, John finally gets a nice tux that fits him well and it’s not ugly or anything and it matches your outfit, but doesn’t match it to the point that it’s cringy *William flies in specifically to get pics of you and John together before prom and have his teary eyed parent moment about how his kid’s all grown up now

*John’s very embarrassed bc this is probs the first time you meet his dad in person

*He’s a lil clumsy when it comes to dancing, but he’s got spirit

*Doesn’t look at you a lot bc you look so very nice and he’s trying to avoid his brain short circuiting

*He does try to compliment you a lot, but he’s nervous and he’s overthinking so his compliments are really choppy

*He knows you’re getting looks from people bc you look so nice so he tries to stick around you all night

*He’ll also probably have a hand on you somewhere and glare at anyone looking

*If you feet start to hurt, he’ll carry you back to your place

*Would also probably get food with you after if you’d like

#unordinary #unordinary john #unordinaryxreader #berriwords #bobaanon

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cryingcow · 4 years ago

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Sera, Jingu, & Kazama - The Tojo Clan Secret [RGGO] - Ch. 4-5

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 .

A bit late because of emergency schoolwork, but here we go!

Previously: Jingu asked Sera if he is “ride or die” with him, which Sera answers with an enthusiastic yes (a declaration that he probably really regrets 17 years later). He then probably knocks on every Chinese restaurant in Yokohama, chases a boat with a helicopter, and wakes Lau Ka Long from his beauty sleep.

Warnings: Major Yakuza Kiwami/1 spoilers coming up. Also some super minor Y3 spoilers, where Kazama may or may not be vaguely referring to Joji

CHAPTER 4

[Tokyo Bay – Snake Flower Triad ship]

Sera: “If it isn’t Lau Ka Long . . . General of the Snake Flower Triad’s Japanese Branch.”

Lau: “Are you a regular yakuza? You seem to have quite the organizational strength.”

Sera: “Well, you’re close.”

Lau: “That’s right, that face . . . I remember now. The Tojo Clan’s Third Chairman.”

Sera: “I’m taking back the 10 billion.”

Lau: “Fu . . . I don’t appreciate you getting the drop on my men.”

Sera: “That’s on you. The one at the top should be the one who makes the best tactical decisions.”

Lau: “Wrong . . . The one at the top should be the strongest.”

Sera: “I can be that too. Don’t let your guard down.”

{Boss fight against Lau Ka Long happens. Sera defeats him.}

Sera: “It’s unlikely you could ever win against the entire Nikkyo Consortium.”

Lau: “Fu . . . you are a bad opponent.”

Sera: “I’d say the ones at the top are the ones with an edge. Unlike you, distracted by the game.”

{A Snake Flower member bloodied and bruised runs in.}

Snake Flower member: “Boss! It’s in their ship! They took the 10 billion!”

Lau: “What’s that?!”

Sera: “Thank you for buying us time by fighting with me. See you.”

Lau: “Tch! I’ll never forget this!”

----

|Next day.|

[Tojo HQ - Meeting Room]

Jingu: “Sera! You did well!”

Sera: “So . . . is that 10 billion to be managed by the Tojo?”

Jingu: “Oh, of course! If you manage the money, then I wouldn’t have a hand in it.”

Sera: “That’s true . . . but it’s still 10 billion. It’ll take some time to clean it.”

Jingu: “I don’t mind. It gives me time to deal with the police executives.”

----

|After that, Sera undertook the dirty work of Jingu, while Jingu secretly backed Sera.|

|A few years pass . . .| (It doesn’t say the year, but presumably it’s 1995/1996 now)

[Tojo HQ - Meeting Room]

Jingu: “. . . Sera. Thank you once again for your help.”

Sera: “As always. Come straight to me whenever you are in trouble.”

?: “Sera? Are you here talking with Jingu?”

{Kazama comes in with Yumi following right behind him.}

Sera: “Kazama-san. And also Yumi . . .”

Jingu: “Hello Kazama-san. Yumi-san.”

Yumi: “Jingu-san . . . “

Kazama: “Jingu. Don’t drag Sera into too much trouble. You may be an old friend, but he’s the Third Chairman.”

Jingu: “I already . . . I know that very well. By the way, Kazama-san, I actually promised Yumi-san I would drive her around today. I would like to ask permission from you as her guardian . . .”

Kazama: “What? Is that why you wanted to come to Tojo Headquarters with me?”

Yumi: “. . . yes. I’ll be out until dark.”

Kazama: “. . . is that so. Alright.”

Jingu: “Well then . . . let’s go, Yumi-san.”

{Jingu and Yumi leave.}

Sera: “Jingu seems to be getting along with Yumi lately.”

Kazama: “That seems to be the case . . . Yumi has changed a lot. I’ve been busy since she lost her memories about Dojima-san a few months ago.”

Sera: “Kazama-san, Yumi still hasn’t remembered?”

Kazama: “Her memory is still gone. She can’t remember anything about the incident . . . or Kiryu. She just needs time. By the way, what kind of man is that Jingu?”

Sera: “He is a man burning with ideals. He doesn’t shy away from power and he sticks to his aspirations. . . . he has many enemies because of that. In order for him to realize his dreams in the front world, I want to help him from the shadows.”

Kazama: “If that’s what you buy . . . then I guess I can’t say any more on the matter. But Sera, I’m worried about you, too.”

Sera: “Why’s that?”

Kazama: “Because a relationship between a government official and a yakuza always ends in tragedy.”

Sera: “Don’t worry. We’ve been inseparable since we were students.”

Kazama: “Is that so . . . in that case, good.”

Sera: (We worked together to crush the police’s scheme with that 10 billion. There is nothing to worry about . . . )

-END-

CHAPTER 5

[Tea Room]

Sera: “. . . Jingu. What do you need help with this time?”

Jingu: “It’s a little troublesome.”

Sera: “Heh. It’s always been, so far.”

Jingu: “No, it’s a lot more so this time. I’m being shaken down by a civilian.”

Sera: “A civilian? Jingu, what did you do?”

Jingu: “A few years back, I faced a tough opposition. In a head-on battle, I didn’t gain much traction. The people I met at the time . . . I made a request . . . for them to obstruct the elections . . .”

Sera: “Election obstruction? You’d do that . . . ?”

Jingu: “I had no choice . . . There was no other way.”

Sera: “Who are you in trouble with?”

Jingu: “The owner of a building company. A former yakuza, though not associated with the Tojo Clan. He has a memo with my orders and is threatening me with it. They were rough guys; the election obstruction was done more than necessary . . . some people got seriously injured.”

Sera: “Assault on top of election obstruction?”

Jingu: “Sera! It’ll be bad if the public finds that out! My image would definitely be tarnished!! I’ve already solidified my position in parliament. The secretary-general has been hinting at it . . . “

Sera: “. . . what would you have me do?”

Jingu: “I want you to get back that memo. And I want you to take care of the man, make sure he never makes trouble again.”

Sera: “ ‘Take care’ . . . no way, are you asking me to kill him?”

Jingu: “N-no. If you can hurt him and threaten him into not doing it again, that’s fine. . . . but if he won’t listen . . .”

Sera: “. . . alright. Let’s do this.”

Jingu: “I’m sorry for pressing such a thing . . . !”

Sera: “I’ve dirtied my hands with far worse back in the day. But . . .”

Jingu: “What?”

Sera: (Kazama-san’s warning . . . a tragedy is created by establishing a connection between the government and the yakuza . . . I believe in Jingu. That feeling hasn’t changed. But . . .)

Sera: “Jingu. What about you and Yumi?”

Jingu: “What? That came out of nowhere.”

Sera: “You two are dating, right?”

Jingu: “. . . ah. Well, that’s correct. However, I’m thinking of breaking up with her. She’s all alone. I don’t think she has anyone she’s close to, and no relatives.”

Sera: “. . . ? What’s wrong with that?”

Jingu: “Sera. For politicians, engagement is a political strategy. Yumi has no relatives, and thus no connections. Kazama-san, who can be said to be her only family, is a yakuza. It’s a juicy story for those who want to burn me. I think he’s a good person. But . . . this could be a stumbling block to the realization of my aspirations.”

Sera: “Your girlfriend Yumi is Kazama-san’s family. Don’t play her.”

Jingu: “I know. I will break it off in good faith.”

----

[Builder’s Office]

{Sera and his men storm in, fight with the builder Imaeda and his lackeys, and defeat them. Imaeda is tied up and interrogated.}

Sera’s subordinate: “Didn’t you hear me? That memo. Take it out.”

Sera: “Answer the question. Where is the memo?”

Imaeda: “. . . I don’t know what you’re talking about . . .”

Sera: “He won’t talk. Torture him.”

Sera’s subordinate: “Understood.”

{Sera’s subordinate beats up the builder.}

Imaeda: “I’m used to . . . bastards like you . . .”

{Imaeda passes out.}

Sera’s subordinate: “Chairman, he’s completely out. He won’t wake up for a while.”

Sera: “Look around for a memo in the room. Then tie him up and put him in the trunk of the car.”

Sera’s subordinate: “What are you going to do?”

Sera: “It’s not enough to just hurt this guy. We need to end him.”

----

[The forest where people go to murder people, aka where Nishiki tried to shoot Kiryu. I’ll call it Murder Forest from now on.]

Imaeda: “. . . hnn. What? Where am I?”

Sera: “You’re finally awake.”

Imaeda: “My feet hurt. Is this- is this concrete? Damn it! What are you going to do to me?”

Sera: “The bottom of the lake is full of aquatic plants. When corpses get tangled up, they don’t seem to float up. It’s unlikely you’ll ever be found with concrete attached to you as you sink. Drowning sounds like a painful way to go. By the way, we’ve recovered the memo. But I don’t suppose there’s a copy?”

Imaeda: “Okay, just let me go and-“

Sera: “Oh well. It’s not like a copy would matter when you’re submerged in the lake.”

Imaeda: “W-wait!”

Sera: “Do it.”

Sera’s subordinate: “Yes sir.”

{Imaeda is dragged towards the edge of the lake. The sound of splashing water can be heard.}

Imaeda: “Wait! I no longer have a copy of the memo, and I swear I won’t get involved with Jingu ever again! Please spare me!”

Sera: “Is that true?”

Imaeda: “It is! I have a 5 year old son, I just want to live . . . !”

Sera: “Children can grow up without parents.”

{More splashing is heard.}

Imaeda: “Please!!! I’m begging you!! I’ll do whatever you want!!!”

Sera: “. . . alright stop. Help him out.”

{Sera’s subordinate drags Imaeda back onto dry land.}

Imaeda: “Ah . . . thank you! Thank you!”

Sera: “But . . . don’t forget the words you mentioned earlier. If you break your promise – no matter where you are in the world, I’ll hunt you down and make you sink. This time with your son. That would be sad. Oh, we forgot your wife. I’ll do the same to her.”

Imaeda: “Y-you devil . . . !”

----

[Car]

Sera: *on the phone* Hello. I’ve recovered the memo.”

Jingu’s voice: “That guy . . . did you kill him?”

Sera: “There was no need to kill. You’ll never face his bared teeth again.”

Jingu’s voice: “Is it really okay? I don’t want a scandal right now!”

Sera: “It should be fine, nothing to worry about.”

Sera: (Jingu . . . he’s impatient. That’s because he’s always been in the political world. I wonder what he’s willing to lose at bigger stakes?)

----

|A few weeks later . . .|

[Tojo HQ - Chairman’s Office]

Sera: “Yumi is . . . pregnant?”

Kazama: “Yes. It’s been 3 months.”

Sera: “That is . . . congratulations. And the father . . . ?”

Kazama: “It’s Jingu. Didn’t he tell you anything?”

Sera: “N-no . . .”

Kazama: “It seems we will not be able to make anything official until Jingu has settled his affairs. So for now it’s a common-law marriage. Yumi . . . I hope her eyes are set on the future.”

Sera: (Jingu, what are you going to do . . .?!)

-END-

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

#rgg online #rggo lore #rggo #rgg #Ryu ga Gotoku #yakuza #masaru sera #kyohei jingu #lau ka long #shintaro kazama #yumi sawamura #@parttimeyakuza you were right #sera's too Gray to be a full himbo #still a hunk tho #and a bit dumb when it comes to his bestie jingu

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seraphcna-blog · 5 years ago

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hi <3 i’m diana, i’m nineteen ( twenty in a week......no one talk 2 me ), i use she/her pronouns n reside in the est time zone !! quick facts abt me...i’m a libra ( so yes, i’m a little dumb ), i am a lana del rey and girl group stan FIRST and human second....and that is all !! now onto seraphina, u can read abt this baby below the cut. also u should plot with me because u make me ~ 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 ~

( NEPTUNE, JANG YEEUN, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER ) guess what, SERAPHINA WANG has just landed in cannes with their private jet. they are a TWENTY year old socialite, who spends much of their time & money DAY-DREAMING. i think their family is in the BEAUTY INDUSTRY and their net worth is around 2 BILLION USD.

( 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑮𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫. )

seraphina was born on the 4th of march, 1999. she was born in paris, france because her parents were in town for fashion week. creating and leading one of the biggest beauty companies in the world, her mother was expected to attend

her father protested, due to how close she was to her due date, but despite her pregnancy, her mother never really stopped working and continued to work even after seraphina was born

the story behind her parents marriage was not especially romantic. her mother came from old money, and her father was a soccer player, also heir to his parents fortune. it was a match made in heaven--or hell, depending on who you ask

they were quick to marry, but her father actually fell madly in love. her mother enjoyed his devotion, but when it came down to it, she was married to her career and all she really strove for was success

they were married for around 8 long years when her mother got pregnant. of course, it wasn’t planned in the slightest, and she wasn’t too thrilled but her parent’s (sera’s granparent’s) had been pushing for grandchildren for years

her father was happy. he thought a child was the perfect way to get her mother to step down from work for a bit and for them to actually be a happy family

unfortunately for seraphina and her father, that was never the case. her mother put her career before anyone else. she never wanted to get married or have kids in the first place

so, when seraphina was born, she was handed off to a nanny and her mother went straight to work

her father attempted to be there at the start, and he was for a few years, but it became increasingly difficult to be around seraphina who resembled her mother so much. he felt it was a constant reminder of his failed marriage and miserable life

seraphina was left to the nannies again. luckily for her, she was raised by two wonderful women who loved her dearly. they taught her the importance of kindness and let her know it was okay to be sensitive. admittedly, they coddled her a bit too much and it would make her vulnerable in the future

she grew up with both her parental figures mostly absent. her father popped in once in a while, but he had succumbed to alcoholism and was too busy wrapped up in a string of affairs to really care.

her mother was away on business most of the time, but there were some nights when she’d return from a business trip and pay her daughter a visit. she would tell her stories about her travels, tales of extravagant parties and experimental fashion. seraphina ate it up. she craved for her mother’s attention desperately, so when she received it, she dreamed of the stories she told her for months until she’d see her again and hear new stories

despite her situation, she didn’t feel any resentment toward her parents. in fact, she wanted their love and validation more than anything. but she figured as long as they were happy doing whatever they were doing, she shouldn’t be so selfish in wanting them to spend time with her. besides, all the kids like her experienced the same thing. neglect was just part of the package

she spent all of her free time with her head in a novel or watching obscure cinema. she enjoyed getting lost in the stories, pretending she was part of them. she also became increasingly fascinated with the idea of love, especially as she grew older, though she had no idea what it was supposed to look like. her only examples were the things she saw in movies or read in her favorite books

when it came to schooling, seraphina switched around a lot between new york city, australia and france. it made it difficult to make long term friends, but she liked not being in one place for too long

she had boyfriends and girlfriends here and there, but nothing truly stuck. it was easy for her to fall for someone, but once they got together, she realized maybe she didn’t actually like them all that much

still, she believed in love as strongly as ever and believes one day she’ll find it, the real kind

it was always easy for seraphina to make friends. she was kind to everyone, but being a wang came with certain perks. no one would dare say a bad word about her. how could they?

all she wanted in a friend was someone that was willing to try new things with her. she was a good girl, but she would do or try almost anything for the experience

only in recent years has seraphina started to realized the way the world truly works. after years of hiding it, she found out her father had another child. it wasn’t intentional, but it happened with some woman he had an affair with

the worst part was, he was actually there for that child. it wasn’t hard for him to lead a secret life with another family while seraphina was away at school and her mother off on business

this discovery broke her heart. for the first time in her life, she understood what it was like to have your heart broken. she’s done her best to pick up the pieces and move forward, but it isn’t as simple as she hoped it’d be

she tries to maintain her optimistic outlook, but she finds that some of her beliefs are changing

( 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀. )

seraphina is a dreamer at heart. you can always find her lost in one of her daydreams. her attention span can be pretty short, only because her mind is constantly lingering on some fantasy

she is a very friendly, a softie u could say. she tries to be friends with everyone, partially because she is a bit of a people pleaser, but obviously not everyone will like u and she has trouble accepting this.

she also tends to be a bit of an optimist, so it’s easy for her to be manipulated or like taken advantage of. she’s a glass half full kind of girl

she is a pisces sun libra moon, so yes, a softie. falls in and out of “love” very quickly but it isn’t actually love most of the time.

she can be pretty naive at times because she was never rly exposed to anything that CRAZY and even when she is she’s just akdjhsjkhd dumb idk so she’s like :O most of the time when anything happens

ok she loves to have fun and make memories and live life. she refuses to waste any of her precious time being bored so she’s always off doing something to keep herself entertained

she loves to try new things and will try ANYTHING once

with her mom being such a prominent leader of the beauty industry, seraphina grew to love all things related to fashion and makeup. she uses both as the ultimate form of self expression and can often be seen in some weird looks (euphoria makeup lolzzz). she doesn’t really have a set aesthetic fashion wise because she dresses however she’s feeling in the moment and her interests are often changing, but her fav color is blue so you’ll catch her in blue a whole lot

she clings desperately to her fantasies despite how easily they can be torn down. she tries to remain in her little bubble and dream world because things are better there, or are they rly? lowkey she’s just running from her true feelings which she’s kinda bottled for years n years whew,,,,

she is a social butterfly she loves to be around people but can get bored easily so she likes when ppl keep things spicy

she is bi bi bi babey !

( 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺. )

adventure buddy - someone who is down to do some fun shit with her !!! someone who explores with her and tries new things with her

ex-fling/gf/bf - there could b a few of these !! they could have ended on bad terms or good terms still have lingering feels or sexual tension or something of the sort but we can plot out the details however

unrequited crush - maybe seraphina has a crush on ur muse. she is constantly falling for people so it would not be unlikely !! OR ur muse could have a crush on her and she’s oblivious to it

current fling/friends w benefits - someone she is currently seeing/sleeping with. could be no strings attached, or there could b some feelings there. maybe they don’t want to make it anything serious, or maybe they’re ready to take it to the next level. maybe one person is ready to go further, and the other isn’t.

enemies w benefits - imagine the tension !!! they started out not getting along, but ended up hooking up. maybe it was a one time thing, or maybe they can’t stop going back to each other. i think it would b cool if they kept it a secret, they don’t want anyone else to know. this could develop in soooo many ways ! pls i want this it’s so sexy and she doesn’t dislike/not get along w that many people i’d say so it will be so interesting

ex-friends - someone she used to consider a best friend, but they had a falling out for whatever reason n maybe they hate each other now. maybe they want to re-kindle their friendship but don’t know how

sibling-like friendship - someone she sees like a sibling. they’re there for each other and look out for one another, always have each other’s backs. being an only child (minus her new sibling that she does not even know) and not really close to her parents, she would love a friend that she could basically call family !

dynamic duo - basically like her current best friend. this person is prob one of the closest people to her and knows her very well ! they could b a power duo, always looking out for each other

take care - someone who kind of looks after her ?? maybe when she parties a lil too hard and drinks a lil too much, someone who kind of takes care of her n makes sure shes ok ! they would be someone she trusts a lottttt and also seraphina is a lightweight so like,, sis needs the help

confidant - someone who confides in her or someone she confides in, or they confide in each other. they don’t necessarily have to be the closest friends ever, but they get along, trust each other, and maybe they talk more in private

rivals - they don’t like each other for whatever reason. maybe it’s jealousy or their personalities just clash, but for whatever reason they do not get along. maybe they bring out a bad side to seraphina that most ppl dont see

bad influence - seraphina is a mostly good girl, so i’d luvvvvv for a bad influence plot !! she drinks and does drugs here n there but other than that she’s pretty much a good girl so someone fuck her up and change that pls

good influence - someone she can be a good influence on, someone she brings out the best in, maybe someone she rly cares about and wants to look after to make sure they’re ok !!

these are all the plot ideas i can think of for now, but i’ll prob make a plots page later on and add more stuff !

#✧.° ░ 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂 ╱ ooc.#opulentintro #can u guys believe i did it .... wow #sorry if it's a little lengthy i always ramble a little #but anyway now pls plot with me <3 #let's go sexi plots !#i'm calling it a night tho i hav school tomorrow and i hav to shower

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roaldseth · 6 years ago

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By Design

Type: Fanfiction (Digital Devil Saga 2), Gen. (Embryon & Lokapala)

Summary: A rewriting of the second half of scene no.7, Roland’s expositional cutscene, for a Universe Alteration. Due to the nature of rearrangement and addition, Roland’s base character is slightly altered.

Rating: Mature (Alcohol, Mild Language, Cannibalism mention.)

Word-Count: 1082 (w/Forward)

Foreward: “Thanks to us, you can go back to sitting on your asses all day,” Fred boasted as three silhouettes much taller than him followed behind through the open partition gate into the heart of the Underground City. Roland stood in opposition at the end of Lokapala’s setup alongside Adil who was muttering out some kind of barely verbal reaction in disbelief, but Roland remained silent, still, unnerved, yet attentive in awe of the grandeur, because he recognized each of them by their models and numbers: EM-00001, EM-00003, and EM-00005.

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“Tell me, how did you learn of all this?”

Silence suspended as Roland examined each of the AIs’ expressions, the majority of them void, unreadable. The exception was Argilla—whom Roland had only known as “EM-00003” up until then—whose face was sour since the very beginning of his exposition.

Roland downed another drink to steady himself before he answered.

“I helped program Stage 1 of the Asura Project… and helped create the Embryon, too.”

Everyone else’s expression, except Adil’s behind him, altered accordingly to each individual’s character—even Fred. He had know his father and Roland had worked for the Karma Society, but naivety and lacking information made him assume they were merely technicians or something else less relevant. Then, Roland sighed in reaction to Gale’s sharpened stare.

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

“You’ve previously stated that Sera had created us. This produces a contradiction between two statements. How can you verify the information’s authenticity?”

“True,” Roland said as he rose from his seat, walking over to his desk, “Sera created the VR’s base source code, four models, and some other things.”—he glanced at Serph and Argilla in between shuffling through a drawer, realizing there was one of them missing aside from Cielo, “EM-00004,” who he and the Lokapala had secured earlier—“But, a team of developers was assigned to manipulate that reality. Do you think she would intentionally destroy her own paradise?”

Roland returned by placing an external hard drive and a DVD-ROM next to his laptop on the coffee table they all sat around.

“These disks… one contains a prototype of Stage 1; the other contains composite data of a complex electromagnetic wave pattern… It’s what turned you into demons.”

“You mentioned that you formed the Embryon…” Gale interjected.

“Fred’s father and I had plans to leave the Project and break away from the Society entirely. Tribe 96 was arranged with our ambitions in mind. You—the Embryon—were our way to study guerilla tactics right underneath the military’s nose.”

Adil let out a chuckled scoff underneath his breath behind them as to say ‘that did a fat lot of help,’ and tried to cover it up with a fake cough afterwards. Roland and Fred noticed it, but as Fred was busy peeking around to eye at the source, Roland continued with his speech unaffected.

“AI specifically for asymmetric warfare… The Lokapala and the Embryon were designed to be the same unit.”

The air thickened to the point where it would have been a surprise to any outlier that everyone was still able to breath, and as much as Roland was surprised as well, at least it was in his favor. Considering no one had been eaten yet, he thought the AI were taking the information far better than he initially thought they would upon being told that everything about them—their actions, judgments, and resolutions—were never truly their own decisions, but were by design, whether it be by the will of the Cyber Shaman or the Project’s development team.

“Why are you telling us this? What is it that you want?” Gale asked; his tone unchanged.

“An alliance… The military wasn’t needed to corrupt the Society. It was vile from the beginning. It doesn’t care about its members, only its goals. I want to help Sera like you do. Bring her here… …Without her, humanity doesn’t have much hope anyway.”

Roland drank from his glass for courage to insinuate the things he did not want to fully admit to; then when the Embryon thought he had finished his speech, the beginnings of a devilish smirk crawled across Roland’s mouth. It was its intent made manifest.

“But, without the Society… …humanity would be much better off. Don’t you think so, too?”

There was some silence for thought, but sitting with the noiseless reverberation of Roland’s tone, his inclination, unnerved Adil a little bit on the inside, so he annexed the benefits to the deal just in case having a mutual enemy was not enough to sway the AIs.

“We’ll give you the infiltration route and all necessary supplies.”

“While Cielo remains captive? Unacceptable. We need manpower.”

Just as Adil was about to bite back, Roland glanced over his shoulder and shook his head slightly once, so Adil got as far as opening his mouth without ever getting anything out besides a wordless noise. Roland paused for thought.

“What if I fight alongside you? Would you agree then?”

It was a good thing Adil was not smoking at the moment because if he were, the cigarette would have dropped from his mouth with ease. Fred’s expression might have mimicked Adil’s unintentionally, but it was because both of their sentiments were the same, genuine exclamation: “Roland!” If paralysis had not stuck him in that instant, Adil would have handed over the AI “Cielo” to them himself.

“Before Cielo joins us,” Roland continued, “I need to know we can work together. You guys are machines designed for war. Us?—We’re all just weak humans… If becoming a Tuner is what needs to be done, then so be it.”

“Why should we believe you?” Argilla exclaimed, “How do we know you’re not going to just sell us out?”

Everything inside Roland seemed to have vanished; no heart for blood, no lungs for air, no brain for thought. Yet, his skin was crawling on every inch of his body, bawling his fingers into fists and mauling his face. Then, a weighted, blackened mass cultivated inside Roland alongside the silence that followed. It was dread. And it kept growing, and growing, and growing, until it crushed him.

“If I fail you somehow, you can kill me. Is that fair?”

Gale and Serph exchanged a brief glance while Adil was off in their peripherals exclaiming “Think this through!” in disbelief to Roland who went unmoved upon waiting for the Embryon’s reply because his decision was set.

Gale turned back to face down Roland.

“Acceptable.”

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Bonus (Outer-world dialogue changed to compensate for the Universe Alteration):

Roland: Don’t worry, I won’t sell you out. When I left the Karma Society two years ago… I never looked back. We have a liaison, but the rest of them aren’t as friendly to us.

* The “two years go,” along with the distinct usage of “I” instead of “we,” was strictly on purpose to line up with Greg’s death. The account of Greg’s death directly links to severing themselves from the Karma Society and the formation of the Lokapala. Here, although Greg formed the Lokapala, he never was its leader, and Roland had lead from the beginning in his stead and honor. “[Dying] for his men” related to him keeping silent about the names of the other Karma employees that left to align with the Lokapala.

Personal note: I imagine this exit out of the Society being similar to a when-Lucifer-was-cast-out-of-heaven kind of situation, taking “one-third of heaven’s angels” with him and such. This is also why Adil snort-scoffs in the fic, because he was Military before becoming Lokapala.

Roland’s guilt over Greg’s death is from him having saved his own skin by selling out Greg to the Karma Society (eluded in the dialogue “I turned my back on him.”) when they started realizing “unknown persons” started having ulterior motives and plans. Roland saying that he wouldn’t do the same to the Embryon would be his act of atonement, repentance, and ultimately acceptance of what he had done in the past. Alternatively: it could simply remain as survivor’s guilt, if the complex backstory is disregarded.

Extra Notes:

To follow up on Roland (and Greg) creating the Embryon, considering it was not talked about here: how Roland and Greg “purposefully” set up the core four (Serph, Heat, Argilla, Cielo) together was they began noticing a pattern when randomizers were set to distribute AI for tests: the four AI were always being “randomized” together. Roland and Greg knew enough to know they were obviously based off of employees (Serph, Heat, Argilla) and a previous failed Shaman (Cielo); knowing this, they figured they would be the least qualified to pick up military training—like the Lokapala—and prompted queues, ensuring the tribe. Gale was then enlisted directly after by “chance.”

Greg thought of the name “Embryon” from paralleling the World Egg (Cosmic Egg, Egg of the Universe, etc.) with the EGG, and that Tribe 96 is an early manifestation of developing the Lokapala, which he had also named. (One could guess that Greg was one for theology and mythology in DDS canon, so that’s why he gets the honor of naming both Embryon and Lokapala.)

#Digital Devil Saga #fanfiction #If anything #don't read the fic #read the notes about the UA at the end #I was writing them down like 'oh this is good...'#why was Roland just some random schmuck in canon?#I make these alternate versions of Roland #and wonder that if these were his canon version #would I still have liked him all the same?#I'm not sure #but something is telling me 'no.'#But this bolder Roland is something I'm feeling/needing right now

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ellana-lavellan-rp · 3 years ago

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BACKGROUND;.

calling no one, just a S I L E N C E .

run to see you off the edge ,

turn A W A Y .

Name: Ellana Lavellan (formerly Ellan’ara Lavellan)

Alias: Inquisitor and Herald

Gender: Female

Age: 30 at the beginning of DA:I

Species: Elf

Zodiac: aquarius / aries / cancer / capricorn / gemini / leo / libra / pisces / sagittarius / scorpio / taurus / virgo / unknown

Abilities/Talents: winter magic, knight enchanter (later on), daggers, anything physical, leading (aka bossing people around), determination, ambition

{𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙}

Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil

Religion: none, she takes no gods - either andrastian or elven

Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience

Languages: Common tongue, Elven. (headcanon: i h/c that there are dalish everywhere, and that each clan has their own dialect, whether they be mountain dalish, sea dalish, plains dalish, etc. ellana can speak the elven of her clan and the elven of the mountains from her former clan. i also h/c that the elven of the mountains would be closer to the elven of arlathan - of course with differences - due to isolation).

Family: Her biological mother died in childbirth, and her biological father died as well (her former clan killed him for being a mage, but she doesn’t ever find this out). She does not remember either of them, and doesn’t care to.

Clan Lavellan is her true family, and she loves them all more than she would ever be willing to admit.

History: Ellana (aka Ellan’ara) originally comes from a raider clan of dalish located in the frostbacks who know nothing of spirits, magic, etc (well the elders of the clan do but they don’t pass this info to the rest of the clan). I h/c that this clan survived mainly by stealing from human villages near the mountain and through the mountain passes, but I also think they loved to kill anything and everything just for the fun of it.

That’s how Ellana was as well, but she gets kicked out and beaten severely by the clan when she manifests as a mage. She tries to make it on her own for a few years, teaching herself tricks along the way, and avoiding all humans due to her shame and the memories. One winter the lack of game is so bad, however, she descends the mountains in search for food (and she’s half-starved, poor thing). There she meets a couple from clan Lavellan, who are there to trade with a nearby village, and they end up taking her with them out of pity/goodwill (and also give her a new name!! ellana).

She’s quiet and an outsider to clan lavellan at first, bare-faced and serious, as her original clan wasn’t very familial and punished her harshly for mistakes (i.e. beatings). I’ve always seen clan Lavellan as the antithesis to her first clan; welcoming and peaceful… primarily due to their trading with humans, but cautious as well.

Slowly though, that caution of theirs turns to love - especially when Ellana eats up elven history, learns the proper way of magic, and does whatever she can to aid the clan, whether it’s menial labor or hunting or using magic. In my h/c, she is truly, finally loved, and her clan slowly teaches her the way of things - all these positive emotions that she never knew before, and that life could be about something other than death… that she could have peace.

For Ellana, clan Lavellan is her salvation and she’ll do anything to defend it… even kill for it, though Keeper Deshanna would scold her for that and urge her to walk a more merciful path.

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bi-/pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other

Friends: All of the Inquisition inner circle and advisors… yes, even the ones most commonly disliked. She respects the HELL out of Vivienne, and loves Sera like a little sister! Leave her babies alone <3

Relationship status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / other - in a default world state, she's with solas; if we're shipping, she's with that character

Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent

{𝑃ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙}

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other - grey, long (she keeps it in a bun all the time)

Eyes: brown / blue / green / black / other

Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other

Height: under 3 foot (90cm) / 3-4 foot (90-122cm) / 4-5 foot (122-153cm) / 5-6 foot (153-183cm) (1,73m) / 6-7 foot (183-213cm) / above 7 foot (over 213cm)

Weight: under 100 pounds (50kg) / 100-150 pounds (50-75kg) / 150-200 pounds (75-100kg) / 200-250 pounds (100-125kg) / above 250 pounds (125kg)

Scars: On her right cheek near the corner of her lip going up - she never talks about how she got it. Also her back is covered with the scars of the beatings with her first clan - mostly made by whips.

Facial Features: Big blue eyes with a moderate amount of kohl around them, a small button nose, a fierce smirk, and her scar - she doesn’t spend excessive time examining herself but she’s been told she looks more human than elf (in an unkind way). sometimes when in human towns she hides her ears with her long hair, it’s easier to be overlooked, and easier to get what she wants. that doesn’t mean she isn’t proud of being an elf, however, she is a proud dalish.

Tattoos: her (simplified) mythal vallaslin, in the color of her eyes - chosen only because it’s the same one her adopted mother and father have.

{𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒}

Dogs or Cats?

Birds or Hamsters?

Snakes or Spiders?

Red or Blue?

Yellow or Green?

Black or White?

Coffee or Tea?

Ice Cream or Cake? - neither, she isn’t a sweets person

Fruits or Vegetables?

Sandwich or Soup?

Magic or Melee? (this one is both because ellana loves to fuck people up not only with magic but also with her fists)

Sword or Bow?

Summer or Winter?

Spring or Autumn?

The Past or The Future?

#[.:. background .:.];#run to see you off the edge;#tw: abuse #just in case

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leeoliver · 7 years ago

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have all the companions now. am currently stumbling around in deverens’ alley (or hwatever) looking for my fucking sails!!!!! everyones getting along alright w the exception of alo and teke (bcos of the latters pride and IN my personal opinion, all the flirting lihrus and teke have been doing) and palle and xo (ive got the bug where xo forces her confrontation as soon as palle joins the party. was able to resolve it bcos lihrus’ a master diplomat but it was YIKES) i love everyone. theres no dur*nces in this game, which is a plus

i think overall the game has a sort of. happier feel to it? jollier? i think bcos like iirc e/dér, xo, sera, teke, maia all have the likes to laugh trait so theyre always joking around. ive been switching up party comp well enough...alo is ALWAYS with me obvs tho

umm so lih is multi as a ranger+cipher (seer), ed as a straight fighter, xo is a contemplative (priest+monk), alo wizard, sera is a barbarian (didn’t want him out-ciphering lihrus), teke druid+chanter, maia i def multied bcos i didn’t want her to be redundant re: lihrus but i cant remember what i paired her with. probably rogue? i feel like that was one of the options? and then palle’s a paladin.

HROMANCE wise havent made any progress bcos im. still in the 2nd city lol but when i was editing the game files for that workaround for the edé bug i uhh stumbled across alos romance dialogue and [spoilers start here and continue for the paragrap////////////////////hhh]]]]]]]]]] UHHHHHHHH LOOKS FUCKING BAD?? im hoping i just cant read but from what i could tell he rejects u no matter what and its like. a sad thing. but also hes got dialogue that i assume is radiant that says stuff like “this is such a romantic spot. do you think we could stay here a while” and stuff to that effect which would make me think he actually does have a romance?? and lindsey said he does (and a bi one at that) and i would trust her w my life. also. i love love love xo and i think lihrus likes her to and idk what im gonna do incanon but ooc i def think theres a whole thing where she wants to start something and hes super hesitant bcos he feels like shes too young (i have NO clue how old shes supposed to be but she seems like...early to mid twenties?) and eventually turns her away and then its just weird after that. like that one bojack episode except you DONT want to punch lihrus in the face and its not literally illegal. and then as was mentioned before him and teke are both just. going at it 0 shame broad daylight. teke gives me major iron b*ll vibes so im kinda thinking itll be possible to just pursue like a fwb type situation with him? but also that seems. explicit for obsidian? who nose..and then palle’s an angel and she needs a gf like. yesterday.

bugs aside im really happy with the game. one super fun thing is that theyre picking up more on class in interactions and stuff? ive had 2 instances where npcs commented on butters’ presence in dialogue and i cant remember that ever happening in the first game. lomllomlloml.

#lee blogs #poe THOTS..

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maiden-of-wolves · 7 years ago

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OC’s as Inquisition Companions

Name: Ariel Grace

Race / Class / Specialization: Human / Archer, then must switch to daggers or sword/shield when her glasses break/are broken / Tempest (or Ranger, if we’re allowed to use other game’s specializations…)

Gender Identity: Female; she/her

Varric’s Nickname for them: Pixie

Short Bio: Having grown up with fantasy stories and playing games to escape her ever-mediocre life back home, she was very familiar with Dragon Age. Impressively so, by some people’s measure. Now, she’s here and she has no idea what to do about it. She finds that she has to relearn how to read and becomes ill often because she has not encountered the diseases of Thedas. Another curiosity is that she appears to either reflect or absorb magic, essentially making her immune to both offensive and defensive/restorative magic. She is able to expel it as well, but it often comes out as a different element than was used on her and is hard for her to control in the beginning.

What would their companion card look like?

<<Death Tarot>>

Recruitment Mission: It is an optional war table mission. It’s next to Haven on the map and is simply a notification from Solas about having gotten notice from scouts of an unusual rift. And that he needs to see them as soon as possible. If you choose to “Go to” you will go outside and towards the dungeons and Solas will come up dragging a bound Ariel with him.

Basically, she appears near Haven and is found by a scouting party before you decide to look for help from either the Mages or Templars. She’s taken to Haven’s dungeons and interrogated by Cassandra and Solas. Mostly Solas. He brings her to the Inquisitor to have them decide what to do with her, citing that she seems to have foreknowledge of the world, but he cannot place how she came there or even what she is. You will have the option to allow her to join the Inquisition or to kill her. If you don’t choose the mission, she will simply starve/freeze in the Haven dungeons.

Where would they be in Skyhold / Haven?

In Haven, she would be near the mines area you fall in while escaping or in the clinic, being treated.

In Skyhold she’d be in the library, with Varric in the hall, by the stables talking with the horses or with Dagna (if you recruit her) in the Underforge.

Quest 1: <<TBD>>

Quest 2: <<TBD>>

Quest 3: <<TBD>>

How to get their approval:

Help “the little guy” (aka people that are down on their luck and need help, beggars, slaves seeking freedom, etc.); Be curious, since she very much wants to know everything she can (if she doesn’t already know about it from the codex entries); Be snarky to nobles or those that are snarky with you; help/be nice to your fellow companions.

How to get their disapproval:

Protect nobility at the expense of those beneath them; turning a blind eye in exchange for gold; flirting with others if you are in a relationship (with her or anyone else); being abrasive when you could have saved people by being diplomatic/clever.

Are they romanceable?

Yes! By men and women, (race gated against dwarves and qunari - Sorry! T_T) but you will need to go VERY easy on the flirting for a while if you’re a lady. She’s not had a physical relationship with a woman before, but is open to the idea.

Can you have sex with them?

Only if you’re on friendly terms; none of this ‘rivalmance’ nonsense. If you’re on her blacklist, she’d rather stick some acid on your lips than kiss them.

Are they open to polyamoury?

Only if it’s talked through and everything is out in the open. She will be very upset for quite a while if you just randomly decide to add another person. And she will be VERY hesitant to join an already established relationship because she needs reassurance that she’s worthwhile.

If they can be romanced and are not will they begin a relationship / relationships with other characters? If so, who?

If Cullen isn’t being romanced, she’d probably start one with him. She’d be there for him during his lyrium withdrawal episodes and sing him back to sleep when he woke.

If Zevran was there and not romanced with the Warden, she’d go for him; same with Fenris not romanced by Hawke.

Who are they friendly with?

Varric is her best friend (except the Inquisitor, if they’re good to her).

The Iron Bull and she get along well; he’s curious about her and likes teasing her.

She likes reading those smutty novels with Cassandra and encourages her so she can “practice reading” ;P.

She and Cullen will be all but kindred spirits in temperament and will get along well; she invents a potion that tastes like lyrium to help his withdrawal (like a kind of placebo). She will also question him about his views on mages and remind him of how he used to talk about them. She wants him to really grow as a person, not just be forgiven for who is was and no follow-up made.

Dorian and Ariel have a kind of love-hate relationship, since he loves to tease her/play flirt and enjoys her easy-to-blush nature far too much. Still, she respects him for trying to change Tevinter and since she spends a lot of time in the library they’re near each other a lot. They often have discussions he has a hard time stomaching about his homeland (usually regarding slavery).

She respects Josephine but the Antivan is very confused by Ariel’s venomous reaction to nobility considering her background.

She also respects Leliana’s abilities but they argue over the Chantry and faith when either topic comes up.

She both likes and hates Cole. She appreciates that he helps people and often asks him to help her help people, but she hates when he reads her.

She likes Blackwall and they often discuss his past (after she reveals she knows) and she encourages him to just atone as Blackwall. She affectionately calls him “Dad” because he reminds her of her father and often gives her fatherly advice, especially about combat.

Who do they dislike?

She knows what Solas wants to do and she hates him for it. They often argue about it, as she’s trying desperately to change his mind. Still, he helps her manage her odd abilities and helps her deal with her odd relationship to the Fade.

Though in goal/opinion they are very similar, she dislikes Sera. She sees her as little more than a snotty brat with a vicious temper and a deplorable liking for “pranks”.

She dislikes Vivienne on principle, as she’s a noble in every aspect and enjoys that life. Eventually, she comes to respect her and it is somewhat mutual.

Cole’s reading:

“Thoughts… so much. Home. It’s not a game anymore. I can’t say it. What’s the point of knowing… if you can’t change it?”

Companion card changes

Loyalty:

<<Temperance Tarot>>

Romance:

<<TBD>>

Side Mission:

<<TBD>>

When nearing a hidden item:

“Looks like things have been disturbed here...”

When seeing a high dragon:

“Well, great! There’s death coming from every possible direction now.”

Or, if The Iron Bull is in the party:

“...No, Bull. I’m not dying today.”

Side quest reaction(s):

<<TBD>>

Low health:

“Some help would be nice!”

“I wonder...where I’ll go…”

The Inquisitor falls:

(If friendly/romanced) “NO! I won’t let you go!”

(If neutral) “Our Inquisitor needs us!”

(If low approval) “You can’t give up!”

Greeting(s) / Goodbye(s)

Low approval:

“What do you want now?”

“Yeah, you go have fun elsewhere. I’ve got actual work to do.”

Neutral approval:

“Do you need something?”

“Okay. Bye then.”

Friendly:

“Oh, hey! What’s up?”

“Let me know if you need anything else. I’ll be around.”

Romanced:

“O-oh. Uhm… hi!” o///o

“Hope you can spare some time for me later. I’ve… really missed you.” >////>

Opinions on mages / templars / how the world is going to shit?

She’s very much against mages murdering people to retain their freedom, but she is equally against all the abuses that templars had heaped upon them to bring them to this point.

She thinks the rebel mages could be brought to heel and likes the idea of them creating the College of Enchanters, outside the Chantry’s influence, and wants all mages to be free but to be taught how to control their magic and punished appropriately when they do not.

She knows the Templars are useful, but doesn’t like them as an order controlled by the Chantry. She wants them to be disbanded and made into a separate type of guardsman everywhere so mages could live as normal people but still be brought to heel if they went all abomination or killed someone/manipulated them with magic.

She knows what created the breach so she has to keep her mouth shut about it and thus doesn’t like talking about it.

Something guaranteed to make them leave the party?

If you help slavers, take a bribe to turn a blind eye or kill innocents.

Imprisoned at Redcliffe

How is your OC holding up in Redcliffe, being slowly infected with red lyrium over the course of a year?

She heaves this incredibly dramatic sigh when she sees the Inquisitor. Basically just says, “FUCKING FINALLY, GET ME OUT OF THIS CELL.” She’s not infected but it’s been trying for so long that she’s weak as all hell from it stealing her energy.

The Fade

How they react:

Awe and nervousness. She dreams of this place but the interactions are all different. She is normally protected by spirits, who found her first as she slowly mastered her ‘gift/curse’ and became visible to the other denizens. She may have several whisps following her about as you wander, as they recognized and found her, but they are scared and weakened in the Nightmare’s territory.

Their tombstone:

Being Nothing but a Burden

What fears look like:

Goliath Tigerfish

“Okay, this is fucked up. I know this is the Fade and the laws of normal existence don’t apply, but still! You need water to swim, not air!” ~points accusingly at an approaching nightmare~ “Stop snappin’ your jaws at me you assholes!”

What the Nightmare says:

“And here is the talk of the Fade. The anomaly. The stranger in a strange land.” ~deep, booming laughter~ “Your spirits cannot save you here, child. I have long wondered what kind of creature you would become were I to claim you…”

OR, if romanced:

“Ah, the anomaly. Do you truly know what will happen here? I will tell you, since you crave knowledge. Your beloved will die and I will throw you back to suffer. Wilt away in your guilt and despair. You will feed me and my brethren for years to come, wallowing in it until it is all you know… just like your father.”

Hawke or Warden:

She understand the reasons for both

There will be a minor approval drop for choosing the Warden (large if it is a romanced Alistair)

If Hawke romanced Fenris, there will be a major approval drop

If Hawke romanced anyone else or remained alone, there will be a minor approval drop

The Wardens - Exile or Allies?

Again, she understand the reasons for both. Only a minor approval drop for exile and minor approval boost for making them allies.

Halamshiral

Where they linger:

If she’s not romanced she’ll probably be near Cullen, engaging him in conversation in order to help keep the “suitors” at bay.

If she or Cullen is romanced she’ll be seeking shelter with Varric and tells you to hurry up so she can get the hell out of this viper’s nest.

Are they good at the Game?

She could be, if she wanted to be. She knows how she just hates using the skills she was brought up with as a child of an upper-middle class family back home.

What people say about them:

(if neither she nor Cullen were romanced)

“Why must that homely girl take up the Commander’s time? Doesn’t she realize her betters need to speak with him?”

(if the Inquisitor romanced her)

“The Inquisitor keeps such homely company… I can’t see why there are rumors about them. She is unremarkable and abrasive.”

“Who is that mouse beside Master Tethras? A fan of his work?”

Gaspard, Briala or Celene?

Briala and Celene together! Always. OTP. Major approval boost for this option.

She’ll give a minor approval boost for Briala blackmailling Gaspard or Celene ruling alone.

Will have a major approval drop for allowing Gaspard to rule alone.

Temple of Mythal

Rituals or Hole?

Ritual. This is their place and you must respect it. Plus, she knows that you’ll get there before it’s too late even if you take the time and knows how to do the puzzle.

Agree with the Elves’ bargain?

YES. She hates having to kill anyone if there’s another way… unless they’re assholes. Abelas kind of is, but not enough to justify being killed. Plus, it’s easier to get where you’re going if you accept and she will be taking photos of the murals and stuff you find along the way for safekeeping/inspection later.

Morrigan or the Inquisitor for the Well?

She leaves it up to the Inquisitor if they’re not involved.

If romanced or if they are friends, she will tell the Inquisitor that they really don’t want to take it in and to let Morrigan do it. “It will be helpful… you just don’t want the burden. Trust me.”

Trespasser:

Depending on who she’s with, she’ll have done different things.

If she was romanced by the Inquisitor she’d be busy helping with the Inquisition. Creating new tools/helping advance medicine for non-mages as well as mages/trying to recreate basics from home like running water that anyone can install on their houses. She’d go with them to the Exalted Council if asked and will be able to tell them about what’s going on if they asked/wanted to know. She could also be told to stay behind and use her knowledge of the attending nobles to help Josephine.

If she wasn’t romanced by the Inquisitor and Cullen wasn’t romanced, she would be assisting him. She would have expanded her making of the placebo to give to all the Templars that wanted to be off of lyrium. She will likely have also worked with advancing medicine and providing basic improvements to people’s lives. Again, if asked, she would attend the Exalted Council. If not, Cullen will likely ask her to come just to help him retain his sanity. He will ask her to marry him there, as he would have the Inquisitor. She would happily find the Inquisitor to let them know and tell them they need to survive so they can all meet up again for a proper party and feast for the wedding when they get back to Ferelden.

If Zevran was around she’d help him in dealing with the Crows and set up a library where she takes in and “homeschools” recruits that he liberates from the Crows. She’s soon surrounded by children and is unable to attend the Exalted Council. Before she left the Inquisition she acquired a pair of sending crystals so that no matter where she was the Inquisitor could get a hold of her if necessary. She will advise them on what to do if they ask.

If Fenris was around, they’d travel about tracking down slavers and eventually attempt to lead a slave uprising in Tevinter. Since, by the end of her tale she’d be a powerful proper mage she could do reconnaissance in full view and not be thought much of. She would have given the Inquisitor one of a pair of sending crystals to keep in contact and would offer her knowledge if asked during the Exalted Council. In Tevinter, she tips off the right people and kills those that won’t help and then Fenris inspires slaves to rise. She’d meet Dorian on his way back and chuckle, saying, “time to put out the fires and start again. I did the easy part. The rest is up to you.” She’ll probably get hit for that.

I’ll probably add more at some point. Still can’t decide about her side quests... so that’ll have to wait.

#OC: Ariel Grace #Ariel #Ariel Grace #OC's as Inquisition companions #companion info #companion #DA:I companion #DA:I recruitable #MGIT

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eternallysunshine · 4 years ago

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My history with Kdramas, Kpop and Korean television entertainment

I am posting blog posts from my old wordpress to Tumblr because I want to keep my fangirling to this awesome fan loving Tumblr viewers.

Posted from May 13, 2020:

Back in the undergraduate days, I had a lot of free time to watch television and be online besides working at my fulltime job. My social night life was starting to windle down as I got tired of going out to meet people. Internet was a very slow back in the mid 2000s and it was sometimes a headache to wait for videos or music to download. Watching a PBS channel at night was my go to past time to view international shows and movies.

I don't remember exactly what day it was (probably was a weekend), while that evening I was waiting for an international movie to come on the local PBS channel, an Asian show came on. It was a bunch of young people wearing traditional Asian and modern clothes . The acting was a bit stiff but the storyline was actually kinda cute and funny. I rooted for the two main leads to get along and be a good couple.

This show was called Princess Hours also known as Goong. The main actress, named Yoon Eun-hye, made her character lovable and funny. I was won over...

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I had forgot to mention this but I guess I better before I keep going with this story.Back in the first years of college, I had a lot of time to do many creative things. Many hours were spent at my friend's house who loved Japanese mangas, anime, and video games. She was the first person to introduce me to Asian culture. I don't remember how many Japanese anime we watched or Japanese music we listened to but it was enough to make me fall in love with this culture. I binged watched anime, bought some bootleg dvds from eBay and also tried to save money to buy manga, which was kinda hard to find and expensive. I practiced my anime drawing skills during this period and even tried to learn Japanese.

Through my journey of discovering Japanese arts and entertainment, I somehow came across Korean soap operas. I watched a Japanese dorama called Hana Yori Dango/ Boys over Flowers.

This show was called Princess Hours also known as Goong. The main actress, named Yoon Eun-hye, made her character lovable and funny. I was won over...

******************************************************************** Then I found Goong and that's where my story starts. Somehow, I stumbled across My Name is Kim Sam-Soon while looking for korean dramas. I found many websites that would download video files that I had to convert to mp4 or avi just so I can watch subtitled versions of Asian soap operas. So many hours were spent online to have my fill of Asian soap operas. There were so many and there was no way I was gonna have time to watch them all.Through this kdrama journey, the one thing that stood out to me was some of the soundtracks of the shows. My Name is Kim Sam-Soon had the Clazziquai song "She is", Coffee Prince had Tearliner's "Ocean Voyage", and Que Sera, Sera had W&Whale song' "Midnight". I loved the OST of these shows. They were so modern for that time and not using the same style of soundtracks as other kdramas. I found radio stations that played international music as well as on Napster and Limewire. Lots of hours were devoted to streaming music for my curious ears. I explored Japanese pop such as Ayumi Hamasaki, Namie Amuro and Utada Hikaru . As for Korean pop music I listened to S.E.S. , Baby V.O.X., Lee Hyori, Rain, Shinhwa, Clazziquai, BoA, Son Dam-bi, BigBang, SS501, Super Junior and 2NE1, and probably others I can't think on the top of my head.Through this exploration of music, I got introduced to popular actors/actresses and also to variety shows like X-Man and We Got Married. We Got Married became a show that my partner and I loved to watch.

By 2010, I had slowed down my jpop and kpop listening because I had focused more on getting back into offline world like getting a job after being abroad for a couple of months and socializing with friends and family. I also did not listen to it as much because around that time, accessibility to Asian music and shows were only programmed for paid cable;something I did not have.

Over the years, technology became more accessible as were international shows. I found DramaFever and Viki, both apps that listed Asian dramas. I had my fill of dramas to watch, and there were so many, but so little time. I started to be more mindful of what I watch, whether it's American or anything international. I make time to watch it only if the series really truly interests me enough for 16 to 26 episodes. (It's different for the Chinese dramas, since they are wayyyy longer).

That's journey into Asian shows in a nutshell. It's already 2020 and the most current drama I am keeping up with is The King: Eternal Monarch on Netflix. I'm a fan of both Lee Min-ho and Kim Go-Eun so am glad they were paired up for this drama.Now back to my regular tv watching programming. ;)

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#Youtube #kpop #kdramas #jdramas #doramas #japaneseanime #asianentertainment #koreanpop #japanesepop #oldblogpost #dramahistory #ilovekdramas

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yesyunniechan · 7 years ago

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Detective Conan File 1002 [Japanese to English Translation]

The criminal is... Tengu?

[Te... Tengu?!]

Se: The tengu appeared in Agata-san's room?!

S: Yeah...

S: It was like in the movie with SFX!

Se: And then? What happened to the Tengu?

S: It burned up and vanished after Agata-san threw an ashtray at it!

Se: B-burned up and vanished?! So it really must be SFX?!

S: Agata-san said that he wanted to return to his room after Nishiki-san was killed in order to get some rest, but he couldn't catch any sleep...

S: He tried to drink himself to sleep in the bar, but drank too much and got dead drunk...

S: When he came back to his senses, he'd returned to his room... He wanted to have a smoke, but felt a strange presence when he was lighting his cigarette, so he looked up at the ceiling and...

[A tengu appeared at the hotel’s ceiling...!! Shinichi and Sera’s deduction..?!]

S: Saw a gigantic tengu glaring down at him from the ceiling...

S: So he fell from his chair and screamed...

S: Keiko-san, who was in the next room over, heard this and contacted me, and we managed to catch a glimpse of the Tengu after I rushed over here.

Se: He returned to his room without noticing it...

S: Yeah... He said he had a feeling someone helped him along on his way back to his room...

Se: Which means that someone might have had a chance to set something up in Agata-san's room...

S: But there was nothing that looked like a film projector and could have been used to project something, right?

Se: What about the cipher? Was there another cipher?

S: No...

S: Although, just as with Nishiki-san...

S: He got two lumps on his forehead...

Se: Speaking about lumps...

Se: Kurachi Keiko-san, the actress, also said that she got a lump when she fell during that one shoot, didn't she?

S: Yeah... They'd finished the film, but she asked the director to redo the last scene... and she fell during the retake they filmed a couple of days ago...

S: Now that I think of it, she did say that somebody might've pushed her from behind... She didn't have her hat on the last time I saw her, but her forehead did still look a bit swollen, so I think she really must have fallen...

S: Well, she was smiling as she was falling, like 'Kobutori Jiisan' from that one folk tale...

Se: Didn't Kobutori Jiisan have his lump on his cheek?

S: There are various versions that all differ based on their region, right?

S: More importantly, did the blood on the ceiling at the scene of Nishiki-san's murder really end up being his?

Se: No... the police examined it after you left...

Se: Only the center part with the splattered blood, so basically the blood that dripped on your shoulder, was actually Nishiki-san's blood....

Se: The rest was just paint that must've been put there beforehand...

S: Just as I thought!

Se: Also... we thought that the murder weapon that was used to stab Nishiki-san was buried underneath all those scattered script pages... but we couldn't find it...

S: Meaning that the criminal should still have said murder wea...

S: R-Ran? What's up?

R: Oh, nothing at all!! Just, you know, the fact that you and me french kissed in London, what's all that about?!

S: Haah?!

So: Nakamichi-kun keeps blabbering on about it in the weirdest kansaiben! "Those two had already shared a big smooch!" <3

S: A-a, n-no, see, that was my voice, but it wasn't me...

[Flashback]

R: "My voice, but wasn't me"?!

So: Why are you using kansaiben?

N: Shinichi-kun said so, right? 'When in Rome, do as Romans do'...

Se: By the way, why are your sleeves folded up like this?

S: Heh?

Se: If your sleeves are pestering you, you'd usually roll them up like this, no?

S: A-a, w-well...

Se: That looks like...

Se: A little child had to wear it...

S: B-Ba-ro, that's impossible...

R: A...

R: The poster of that movie Keiko-san stars in...

So: But I suppose it won't premier after what happened to Nishiki-san, the scriptwriter...

R: Yeah...

Se: What was it about?

S: The edo period... There was an officer by the name of Kuranosuke at the Kyoto magistrate...

S: He was troubled that he had no rare valuables to present to the Shogun-sama... Upon hearing this, his wife, Mana, gave her husband Aralia leaves that were giving off a golden glow and said...

S: "This is the Aralia I found while I was picking out wild plants! They're divine, so I'd always pray with them between my hands, but I brought it for you, dear"...

S: "This will make the Shogun-sama happy" Kuranosuke was thankful for Mana's help, but...

S: After that, a mysterious demon appeared in the city of Kyoto and started eating people night after night...

S: That happened because that Aralia served as a seal for the Tengu that sealed away said demon long ago...

S: So then a Tengu appeared by Kuranosuke's bed...

S: "The demon fears that the one who set him free might try to seal him away yet again...

S: And is thus trying to find that person and kill her..."

S: "And if your wife lets that demon eat her while hiding the Aralia leaf in her pocket, it will seal the demon away again..."

S: "My body has already rotted away, and I exist only in the form of a thought, so this is the only way we can do it..."

S: Kuranosuke refused, saying "I'd rather die than sacrifice her!", so the Tengu laughed and replied...

S: "Hoo... you're willing to give your own life? Then hold these Aralia leaves in your hand and jump from the Kiyomizu temple's stage... that should open up a path...'

S: Kuranosuke believed the tengu, jumped from the Kiyomizu temple's stage, and became a tengu himself, giving off a golden glow...

S: He saved Mana, who was about to be eaten by the demon, and elliminated it with his tremendous magical powers, but...

S: Because he'd become a tengu, Mana couldn't see him...

S: The weeping Mana, whose husband had suddenly disappeared from her sight, heard an echoing voice...

S: "If you want to meet me, bring Tengu flowers to the Kiyomizu temple's stage, on an evening that the autumn leaves are brightest"...

S: Mana heeded these words, and she arrived at the Kiyomizu temple's stage grasping the flowers known as Tengu Kuwagata...

S: Kuranosuke, who'd become a tengu, appeared, and she asked...

S: "But why did we have to meet at sunset? If we'd met while the sun was at it's zenith, I would have been able to stay with you longer"...

S: And Kuranosuke answered... "My face has turned red out of the anger for that demon, and my body is covered with its red blood... Yet when everything around me is just as red, I can at least hide it a bit, don't you think?'

S: Then, after they'd shared a goodbye kiss, Kuranosuke disappeared into the darkness of the night...

S: Sad story...

So: Awesome!!

R: How come you know that so well?

Se: It hasn't premiered yet, right?

S: Yeah... actually, this movie...

S: Is an adaptation of an art project they did while they were at the Gion University of Arts...

S: And this story's out there on the internet!

S: Well, looks like all five of them ended up becoming famous because that art project was really popular... So it's difficult to imagine that the criminal might be one of them...

R: By the way, when I met Keiko-san at the Kiyomizu temple's stage...

R: She flew the pressed flower to the wind! Maybe it was the tengu flower from that story...

S: R-really?

R: And she whispered 'Wait, Dekuri-kun... Soon..."...

S: Why Dekuri-kun? That guy isn't part of the staff...

R: Mana and Kuranosuke exchanged a kiss... Kiyomizu temple's stage...

R: I wonder... Maybe Shinichi wants to share a kiss as well?

[So, class...]

[Starting this afternoon, every group will be allowed to do as they wish...]

[After finishing the course... you should all return to the hotel by 6 PM!]

N: Oi, heard that, Kudo? You can use a selfie stick at the hotel's public bath to spy on the girls half!

S: Really?

TN: Ffs Shinichi

N: Well Sera... Has no breasts, but...

N: Spying on Mouri would make for a great snap, don't you think?

S: W-well...

N: "Well"... You... didn't bathe with Mouri after that kiss, did you?!

S: T-there's no way I could do that, right?!

S: I did as Conan though...

S: Hm? A call from Hattori?

S: Oi... did something else happen?

H: It’s a mess...

H: The media is rushin' to the hotel and makin' a huge fuss!

H: Since the one who was killed yesterday was Nishiki Tarou, who'd won the Naoki award...

H: It caused a major media circus, how're thing on yer side?

H: Did yer sensei tell ya to cancel the field trip and return to Tokyo?

S: It's fine for now!

S: Looks like the teachers are keeping what happened a secret from the students... The room Nishiki-san was killed in and the rooms where the students are staying are far away from one another after all...

H: Can ya escape them for a bit?

S: Eh?

H: Those four said they want to talk about the Dekuri guy that created the cipher, but the media is makin' too much noise in the hotel, so...

They're thinkin' of sneakin' to the restaurant they'd made a reservation at for lunch...

H: I'll head there with the police, but what 'bout ya? Ya wanna listen to 'em yerself too, right?

S: Which restaurant is it?

H: A Ryotei called Isogiyama of Ponto-cho!

R: Where should we eat?

Se: Those fruit sandwiches yesterday were delicious!

So: Then today...

S: How about... Isogiyama at Ponto-cho?

R: That's our Sonoko!

R: Although at first we were originally turned away because there were too many reservations...

N: Suzuki-zaibatsu's great!

So: Well, yeah~

Se: Hm?

Se: What?

Se: What's this round fence made out of bamboo?

Se: Other restaurants have stuff just like this...

N: It's a trend here in Kyoto, isn't it?

M: This is...

M: Inuyarai...

M: They say that it's meant to ward off thieves by renderin' them visible at from the road... But it really just keeps dogs from markin' their territory...

R: Momiji-san!!

So: Do you know her?

R: Yes! We met when me and dad travelled to Kyoto before...

TN: EAT IT MOVIE 21

Se: Huge boobs...

M: Friends of Ran-san? Yer all wearin' the same uniform...

R: We're here visiting from Tokyo for a field trip...

M: Heeh... Tokyo?

M: Thank ya for comin' out from yer countryside to our place! <3

So: C-countryside...

S: We're from Tokyo, the capital...

Se: What should I eat so that mine will grow that big?

M: After school, I had some free time after school this afternoon, so I was thinkin' about havin' lunch at this restaurant... Wanna go together?

R: Momiji-san is a student of Kyoto Senshin High, right?

R: Then maybe do you know Okita Soushi-kun?

M: Ah, yeah... That kendo boy is in the same class as me...

R: Really?

M: How 'bout comin' inside and continue our talk there?

[Tengu!!]

R: Eh?

Sc: A tengu appeared on Kiyamachi street!!

S: A t-tengu?!

P: Ayanokoji-keibu... There's word that a tengu has appeared on Kiyamachi street...

H: That's nearby...

A: We gotta do somethin' 'bout that dimwit...

P: But looks like there are a number of them!

H: What?!

N: O-oi... You'll protect us, right?

A: Yes! We'll have to leave for a bit, so please don't go anywhere!

M: O-okay...

K: That's kind of scary...

A: Y-you won't let them run away, right?

H: Yeah! Have no worries!

S: Oi-oi-oi...

Se: How many of them are there?!

S: Nakamichi! Let's catch everyone!!

N: Ok!

Se: Ran-kun, back us up!!

R: O-okay!

So: Wai... Wait..

So: Don't leave me here~!!

T: Hihhihihi...

I: Young Miss... How are you?

M: Fine...

So: Who...

T: Shit... ya caught me....

H: What the hell are ya plannin'?!

M: Heiji-kun!

T: I was recruited through the internet! If y'all put on a tengu mask and run along Kiyamachi street, ya will get 1,00,000 yen in advance! And if ya don't get caught by anyone in 30 minutes, ya will get 1,000,000 yen....

H: Is this true?

S: Oi, Hattori! Are those 4 alone in the restaurant right now?

H: Damn! We have to get back!!

S: This time it's the actor Ihaya-san...

H: His carotid artery was cut...

Se: And he's got two lumps again, all the while lying upside down...

H: What a weird criminal though... They spent their time prior to the murder leavin' those footprints...

H: And then they musta called this man out and killed him...

S: No... 10 minutes ago, when we left this place...

S: There were no footprints here, right?

[A serial killing is happening in the ancient city... What is the meaning of ‘Tengu’ here?!]

#detective conan #dcmk #man #i almost died #kyoto arc #1002 #well we fuked movie 21 #movies are not canon #huehuehue #also #shinran is blooming #but even this didn't save me from a longass tengu story monologue #and the quality was terrible #it took so long #*cries*#it was the most challenging chapter I'd say #but hey #shinichi action!#eat it movie 21 tho heuheuhehuehue

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cakelanguage · 7 years ago

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Dorian from DAI prompt (any pairing) w/ 77. “Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”

THE ANGST. This turned out so much longer than I thought it’d be and it isn’t even done yet, so enjoy Part 1, Anon! :’)

You can also read on AO3

He’s always had bad taste in men, a fault he can’t bringhimself to fix. He falls in love easily, won over by pretty words and physicaltouch. It doesn’t have to be gentle, just the act of someone wanting to touchhim is enough sometimes to sooth the ache that settles in his chest when thenights are drawn out into stark loneliness. He likes hearing his bed partner’spraise. “Such a good fuck,” they’d say, “so beautiful,” said others, and Doriangreedily clung to them as they shooed him out of their beds when they were donewith him.

One man kept him for a while, back in Tevinter. Rilienus wasgentle in all the ways the other men weren’t. He spoke only loving words toDorian, always gentle, always willing to talk with him. Smoke clung to himafter practice and Dorian delighted in burying his face in the crook ofRilienus’ neck to inhale the scent mixing with the spiced undertones of the man’sperfume. Dorian believed he’d found his prince charming, something that shouldn’thave existed in Tevinter, not for him. But he was perfect. To Dorian he was perfect.

And then Rilienus told him that he was getting married.

“Married? To whom?” Dorian asked his voice cracking.

Rilienus sighed, running a hand through his hair in anattempt to fix the disarray it had become. “Her name is Aesthia,” he said softly.“Her bloodline is strong and my father thinks that the pair of us will have agood chance at producing a powerful heir.” He moved his hand to run lazycircles along Dorian’s chest. “I’m sorry.”

Dorian grabbed at his lover’s hand. “You’re sorry? Rilienus,can’t you-“

Rilienus pulled his hand back roughly. “I can’t, Dorian! Don’tyou understand?”

Bitter anger flushed his cheeks. “So it was a lie? Youpretend to love me for months because, what? I’m a good fuck? A pretty thingfor you to play with until you decide that it’s over? Just ‘I’m gettingmarried, thanks for this final round of sex’?”

Rilienus sneered at him with contempt. “You know that’s notwhat this is, don’t put words in my mouth.”

“Then why tell me this after you made love to me? After allthose endearing comments about love and false promises?” Dorian felt the tearsforming and hurriedly blinked them away.

The man sighed. “I do love you, Dorian.”

“Then why do this to me?”

“I wanted you one more time.” The confession is soft but noless heartbreaking. “Without it being goodbye.”

Dorian clenched his fists into the sheets. “So this is itthen.”

“I have a duty to fulfill, I can’t just run away from it.”

“But what about…” Dorian let his voice trail away andinstead stared desperately at Rilienus. He couldn’t bring himself to say italoud, to bare his heartbreak so openly.

The other man broke his gaze, fiddling with the sheet thathid their bareness. “It was never going to last, Dorian.”

He felt his heart threaten to shatter in his chest and tearsgather in his eyes once more, this time not fighting them as they slowlydripped down his face, no doubt pulling the kohl down as well. A metallic ironseeped into his mouth from biting his tongue to hold back the sobs thatthreatened to burst from his mouth. Dorian didn’t spare his lover a glance ashe got out of what had seemingly been theirbed. He wondered if Rilienus would christen the same bed he’d laid with Dorianin with Aesthia.

He’d never felt so naked in his life, never so desperate tobeg for returned affections. After his clothes were back on he turned to lookat Rilienus. His face tight and tears glistening against his high cheekbones. “Forwhat it’s worth,” Dorian said, his voice thick with emotion, “I loved you too.”

His bad luck with men continued when he fled his home. Hewas an “exotic beauty” according to his first love in the South, something thatdeserved to be fawned over and enjoyed. Dorian kept that in mind when his firstlove’s hands grew rough and the bruises clung harshly to his skin in mottledpatterns. His exotic beauty did not earn him a bed that night and he felt hischest tighten uncomfortably in his chest when the man spit on him beforethrowing him out of the house.

Redcliffe was better in that he had Felix. Fleeting thoughthe meetings were, Dorian treasured the moments he got to spend with his bestfriend even if they were mostly about how to stop Alexius. Felix, for all theaffection and acceptance he’d given Dorian, had never been a man that Dorianfell in love with. It was probably because he felt too much like a brother tofall into the other category. That didn’t stop Dorian from wishing that theyhad fallen in love with each other. How much easier that would have been.Alexius had married for love and did not scorn Dorian for his proclivities withmen. In addition, Felix was the best man Dorian had ever met, which is probablywhy Dorian couldn’t fall in love with him; Dorian didn’t deserve a man as goodas Felix.

The candles flickered as the wax continued melting away atthe little desk they were standing at in the little nook in the chantry. It wasone of the few places that the two could meet comfortably without Alexiusgetting suspicious.

“Dorian,” Felix said.Dorian turned his attention away from the note he’d been writing for Felix togive to the Herald when they arrived with a questioning hum. “Someday someoneis going to see how perfect you are.”

The comment startled a laugh out of him. Of course his bestfriend would say that, he always thought Dorian deserved more. “Of course I’mperfect, Felix,” Dorian said with a flourish at his body. “Bred to be as suchanyway.”

Felix shook his head. “That’s not what I meant and you knowit.”

Dorian turned his attention back to the parchment andcontinued writing. “I know.”

Felix hesitated before putting a hand on his friend’sshoulder. It was cold, the Ferelden chill invading Dorian’s skin through hisarmor-free arm. He could see the telltale bruises barely visible on Dorian’supper arm, large and in the shape of a man’s hand, turning a purple-ish yellow.If he looked at Dorian’s face he’d see the redness of his eyes, almostcompletely masked by his kohl liner and the healing split lip that must havebeen coated with elfroot to have healed that much already. He’d seen his friendhurt too often by people he fell in love with and sometimes he privately cursedthe Maker because of it. “Why do you do this?”

Dorian paused and twirled the quill between his fingersabsentmindedly. The question sits heavily between them and Dorian resists theurge to shrug Felix’s concern off and give a sarcastic answer, but he knew thatwasn’t what needed to happen here. “They like me.” It sounds even more patheticnow that he’s said it aloud. Dorian can feel Felix’s flinch through the gripthe man has on his shoulder and decides to revise his statement. “They like meenough.”

“If they liked you they wouldn’t do this to you.”

Dorian snorts unattractively and draws a small heart on aspare piece of parchment in front of him. “Perhaps,” he concedes that butpresses on, “but it isn’t all that bad. They’re nice for a time and I can livewith that.” Maybe. Possibly. Maker he’s so lonely he just wants he wants hewants. “Besides Tevinter does not have love.”

“But we aren’t in Tevinter and you want love, you wantromance, don’t try to hide that from me. I know you too well.”

He doesn’t say anything and the two settle back intosilence.

The Inquisition is… well it’s actually exactly how heexpected it to be. There are hordes of people cramped together in Haven andmore often than not he finds himself wondering if they all sleep together in agiant pile like dogs before scratching the idea as ridiculous. It smellshorrendous and the beer is admittedly not as bad as he raves it is; he feelsalive.

The Inquisitor is a lovely little woman, full of questionsand open for discussions and comparisons. He finds himself purposefully sittingdown on one of the boxes that are around his usual haunt so she doesn’t have tolook up so far to see his face. He enjoys her in the same way he enjoys Felixand though it scares him a little at first at how quickly he’s grown to likeSenna, he finds that it’s also comforting. He especially likes hearing abouther attempts at wooing their lady Ambassador Montilyet.

The other members of the Herald’s inner circle regard himwith distrust and at times outright disdain depending on the situation. Solastalks to him across the way at a safe distance as if wary of Dorian approachinghim like a sickness. Though he supposes he doesn’t blame the elf consideringwhere Dorian is from. Blackwall spits like his first love in the South and italmost makes Dorian nostalgic. Almost. Sera calls him names and plays pranks onhim whether to humanize him to the others or to humiliate him he isn’t quitesure yet.

Varric is fun to talk to, his stories are wild and if allelse fails he can bring up his friendship with Mae. He’d been more than a bitsurprised when the dwarf had mentioned they were cousin-in-laws, but hesupposed Thorold’s family had to be out in the world somewhere. Josephine likedasking his opinion on garnering support from other nobles and the possibilitiesof getting any support from Tevinter. Although the latter was unlikely they hadfun talking about it at the very least. Cullen was also fun when you caught himan hour or so after training, when he was settled at a makeshift chess set andwould play a few games before he remembered to be cautious of him. He treasuredthose moments.

Cassandra and Vivienne treated him with the same amount ofannoyance and disdain which only spurred his teasing and smart remarks. It didn’twin him any favors but it was too much fun to see their lips curl downwards andthe huff of disgust to escape. Leliana knew too much for his comfort but herespected her and admired her taste in shoes. Finally someone who knew fashionthat wasn’t all Orlesian pomp and flair.

The Iron Bull was the one who really surprised him though.

The Qunari observed him with casual glances that were nodoubt calculating and noting everything he did, but talked to him like he wouldanyone else. They tossed barbs at each other like it was a game to see how theother would respond and Dorian found himself throwing extra comments out whenthey were out with the Inquisitor to hear the Qunari talk. Of course the IronBull smelled like he’d never taken a bath in his life and was obnoxious andloud and a Qunari, but he wasn’t bad. Not that Dorian would ever admit that outloud.

It wasn’t until they had been settled into Skyhold for amonth that Dorian noticed a pattern. He’d wake up, go about his usual businessthen conveniently park himself in the tavern when the Chargers would come backfrom any mission or training they’d done. They’d be sweaty and gross, oftentimesblood was still smattering their clothes and their uproarious laughter wouldbounce around the space. Dorian would sit on the outskirts, close enough to thebar to not be too suspicious but angled so he could stare at the Iron Bull fromhis seat.

He’d started to admire the ruggedly handsome features of theman, mapping out the scars that dug into his flesh and following their pathacross his features. The eyepatch reminded him vaguely of his past dreams ofbeing a pirate and wondered what it’d feel like beneath the pads of hisfingers. The horns were different; large, masses of bone that stuck out asbroadly as his shoulders and he wondered what it’d be like to grab hold of themand yank the man down so that they were face-to-face. And his hands, huge likethe rest of him and scarred, missing fingers and chunks of flesh and, from thefew times he’d felt them through his robes, so warm and gentle.

It was then he knew he’d fallen in love again.

He’d been trying to be better about it, falling in love. Hecouldn’t allow himself to be hurt for a scrap of love, not when he had so muchto do for the Inquisition, not when he had so much to prove to those who stilldoubted him. Not when he watched Bull take multiple partners up to hisquarters, that grin on his face that made his eye twinkle.

He goes to the Inquisitor instead.

Senna’s in her quarters going through documents on her deskwith her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth. He’s always found itadorable and he knows Josephine does as well. He coughs to get her attentionand he watches as she breaks into a grin. “Hello, Dorian,” her voice is lightand cheerful as if she hasn’t been doing paperwork for the last couple ofhours. “What can I do for you?”

He wants to just talk with her like usual, throw around somegossip before switching to hypothetical situations that leave them laughing,but his brain can’t catch up with his tongue apparently. “I’m in love withBull,” tumbles out of his mouth before he can so much as return her friendlygreeting.

Her eyes widen and she blinks at him before she puts downher quill and approaches him. She doesn’t say anything, not at first, justgrabs his arm and directs him to her couch. They sit in silence and Dorian canfeel the anxiety creep inside him before Senna talks. “Is that bad?”

Is it bad? Dorian isn’t quite sure if it truly is or not. Onone hand, Bull has never refused anyone who wants to sleep with him, he’s seenanyone from a waifish elf to a burly soldier take a night with Bull. On theother hand, it isn’t permanent, just a fleeting night that passes too quickly beforedawn breaks. Not that he has anyexperience with permanent, he reminds himself. He could enjoy a single night,just like the others. “I suppose not, but…”

Senna picks up on what he’s trying to say with all thetenderness of a mother. “But Qunari don’t fall in love in the same way we do.”

“Precisely.”

She puts her hand on his leg and rubs soothing circles totry and help him relax. “Are you sure it’s love? It could just be a crush.”

He gives her a mirthless laugh and turns sad eyes to her. “Iwish it was just that, a silly passing infatuation. Unfortunately, I’ve alwaysfallen in love easily. Too easily, Felix used to say.” Senna didn’t sayanything and Dorian continued to fill the silence. “But he has an open doorpolicy, right? Perhaps I could just make sure I got their before anyone else?He could have me first, then shoo me out to enjoy someone else, it wouldn’t bethe first time.”

“Dorian.” Dorian paused his rant and looked at Senna. Hecould see her mouth pulled into a frown and the way her eyebrows were peaked.He could almost say she looked like she might cry. “Why don’t you talk to Bull?”

He shook his head. “I can’t be selfish like that justbecause I have feelings for the man, that’s not fair to him.”

“And you think making yourself miserable is any better?”

“I’m used to it. I take what I can get and it’s enough.”

“But you-“ Dorian held a hand up to halt her rebuttal andlooked down at his lap.

“Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”

Senna whimpered at the statement and Dorian accepted thedesperate hug she pulled him into. He mumbled soft reassurances that felt emptyin his mouth, but she seemed to accept them. He left soon after, reassuring herthat he was alright and that things would be fine. But he had made hisdecision:

He would take whatever he could get from Bull, even if itwasn’t love, it’d be enough.

It always was.

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