#and he's reborn in the end and always able to do what he dreamed of

[crystalpallette]

I still can't believe they killed him like that

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Imagine this: After Prowl's sacrifice in Endgame. The AllSpark/Primus or whatever rewards him or something along the lines of that with being reborn as a techno organic human. (Infant, small child, or teen is your choice) He doesn't fully remember Sari and the crew, but he can't help but feel some kind of love and trust in them. How do the Autobots and Sari react?

Sari's reaction is going to be way longer than the rest, just a heads up.

-Optimus will never stop feeling guilty about what happened to Prowl. He shouldn't have had to sacrifice himself, Optimus should have been able to prevent it, it was his duty as the team leader after all. For the rest of his life, it will weigh heavy on his consciousness. But this? It helps. Because the Prowl he once knew and cared for is gone, he's still here in a way. Reborn in the shape he so desperately wanted to experience. A human, a being capable of experiencing life in a way a cybertronian can not. He's young now, defenseless, but Optimus promises to protect him. To be there for him. This is a new chance for Prowl and as his friend (because not even death can sever that connection) Optimus will be there for him every step of the way.

-Ratchet used to dislike humans. Sari was an exception, even before the reveal that she was originally fully cybertronian. He can't say he dislikes them anymore though. Because when Prowl looks up at him, eyes wide with awe and trust, he can't help but see the beauty of their existence. Prowl always wanted to be like them and Ratchet can finally see why. They are constantly growing, changing, becoming their own person and that's all he could ever want for Prowl. To just be who he wants to be. While saddened by the death of his friend, he's relieved to know that death was just the start of another chapter of his life, not the end of it.

-It takes a while for Bumblebee to actually grasp the situation. When Prowl died, he grieved together with his friends. But then Prowl returned! Yeah, small and squishy but it's still him! So everything should be back to normal now, yeah? Except it isn't. Prowl is not the person he used to be, so young and not molded by the experiences that defined the old him. It's frustrating at the start, when he doesn't act the way he should be, when he doesn't understand what Bumblebee is talking about. But eventually, Bee comes to understand that while yes, Prowl is back, he's also different now. He's going to grow up to be a different person and while that kinda stings, it doesn't change the fact that he's still him. That's why, if he doesn't remember anything, then that means that Bumblebee just have to befriend him all over again! If he could do it once then he can do it again.

-Bulkhead accepts the situation immediately. He's always been in tune with his emotions, always rolled with the punches. When Prowl died, he mourned. He grieved together with his team and allowed himself to experience the full extent of his sorrow simply because he knew he needed to let it happen. So when Prowl is reborn, he goes with it. Feels the disbelief, the relief and joy. Prowl still died, this didn't erase the fact that it had happened, but thing change. He was back now, even if different, and he was still Bulkhead's friend. And Bulkhead doesn't abandon his friends.

-Out of everyone, it's for Sari that the situation is the hardest to come to terms with. She's still a kid herself, she's never had someone she cared for die. The grieving process was unfamiliar to her and at times the sadness felt overwhelming. She mourned. She cried. But most of all, she blamed herself because if she hadn't used the key to upgrade herself then maybe it could have been used to prevent Prowl's death. The guilt was all consuming and made her feel like a terrible person. And now Prowl is back?

Don't get her wrong, Sari is happy. Overjoyed. Because Prowl was more than just a friend to her, he was family. To have him back is a dream come true. But that's just it. It was a dream to have him back, not something she dared to consider could even happen. Because if he came back, then what happened to all her grief and feelings of guilt? They didn't just disappear. Prowl had died, it had happened, nothing could change that. But now that he was reborn, was her grief for nothing? Had her mourning and guilt been useless? Was she still a bad person for letting it happen in the first place?

Sari has a really hard time moving on from what happened. She tries to ignore those feelings, especially when she's with Prowl who she now calls her 'big little brother', because those are not his fault. She keeps him close but pushes him away at the same time, afraid that if she's to close then those feelings will force themselves to the surface and overwhelm her.

It will take a long time for her to come to terms with what happened and even longer to accept her feelings. Sari will never abandon Prowl though. Cybertronian or human, it doesn't matter, that's her family. And she wants to provide the same guidance and support that he once offered her.

[lauretra]

The Chameleon: ability unlocked through pain and resilience

When Reo tells his parents that his dream is to win the World Cup, Reo's father tells him to forget it, that “only a few are chosen to be able to play soccer”.

After this encounter of frustration and anger, Reo meets Nagi. Nagi, unlike Reo, is one of those chosen to be able to play soccer. His ball trap is equal to a genius and he can effortlessly make incredible plays. He is different from Reo in Reo´s mind

When Reo goes through his worst moment in Blue Lock after being left out by Nagi, he mentions that unlike him and the other players “he doesn't have the confidence to be able to die and be reborn”. In order to know your ego, you have to know your worst side and embrace it. For psychoanalysis, one way of conceiving the ego is as the place of negotiation, making adjustments, psychological calculations to find a way to live with ourselves and in the world. Reo, contrary to what he believes, he lets himself “die” Nagi ends up “killing” him. And worst of all, Reo is not chosen. I think this hurts more if we look at it from the perspective that his father told him “you are not one of the chosen ones to play soccer”, again Reo proved he was not chosen. Throughout that game Reo faced self-esteem issues and felt that his abilities were minimized. He kept comparing himself to Isagi and Nagi, which only made the situation worse.

We don't know what Reo must have gone through during his stay with Shidou, but he mentions to Isagi in their conversation in the monitor room that the only thing that kept him here was his desire for revenge. He begins to question his side with Nagi more and more. Unlike him, he's not a genius, he doesn't improve the way like Nagi did. What value do I have then? am I someone useful to keep around?

All this changes in the match of the third selection. Reo begins to feel overwhelmed by the “light” of the top six. He begins to question his stay at Blue Lock “Hey Reo, become the one who chooses, not the one waiting to be chosen" I think these words were powerful for Reo not only in a sense of the pain they caused him for being abandoned by Nagi, but also because of what his father said to him.

Out of all insecurities, traumas and low self-esteem Reo manages to unlock the Chameleon “I will become an idiot too” “I am no longer the master of a little, call me the master of all tricks”. For me, this is an answer to all of Reo's fears. If Reo is not a chosen one, if his path is not to be a genius (something I personally disagree with), then he will copy all geniuses “if I don't have a special skill, then I will take pride in what I have and occupy it to my advantage”. This responds to everything that Reo went through in the second selection, but at the same time, it is a response to his father's words and isagi´s words. He now has the ability to CHOOSE any technique.

For many pre-Hispanic cultures, the chameleon has a deep spiritual meaning, representing the connection to adaptability and transformation. This animal teaches us the importance of being flexible and able to change according to circumstances. It possesses the ability to change its color and adapt to the surrounding environment. This ability to camouflage reminds us that we must always be willing to adjust and adapt to the different situations we face in life. In addition, the chameleon teaches us about internal transformation. As it sheds its skin, we can also learn to free ourselves from old beliefs, attitudes and behaviors that no longer serve us. This process of transformation allows us to grow and evolve spiritually.

By observing the chameleon, we can reflect on how we are handling the changes in our lives. Are we being resistant or are we able to adapt and accept the new? Are we willing to change our approach when necessary?

The energy of the chameleon invites us to embrace adaptability and transformation in our spiritual quest. It reminds us that by being flexible and open to change, we can achieve greater personal growth and a greater connection to our inner self.

Reo becomes a flexible player. He was able to adapt automatically in the U20 match as a defender (the most difficult position to enter as a change) and stop Shidou. He is a one-man army. He can generate attacks at will, read the time of the game, occupy other players. The Chameleon is his answer to his deepest fears, is a powerful technique made of resilience and the desire to transform oneself and become better: He can now choose.

[einsatzzz]

Hiiii Ein! Hope the pain has lessened, huuno! For everyone: "Does your OC love anyone? (romantic)",  Kurumi: "Who would your OC say is their best friend?", Kana: "Which canon character respects your OC most? What gained that respect?" And Yui: "Did your OC bear witness to anyone’s full character arc?" Sorry for sending so many djdjd take your time!!

Nimaaaa!!! Thank you!!! I was gone for a bit so I couldn't answer this sooner, but the pain has lessened a good amount during that time 🥰🥰✨ Please don't say sorry for sending asks, I love receiving them, it gives me a topic to yap about for my ocs dskjghdvhs I just get bad at answering them when my health spirals down 😆😆

Here's a sketch inspired from this ask, yipeeee kana triooo

For everyone: "Does your OC love anyone? (romantic)"

Ooohh!! 👀✨ I love this question, very juicy hahaha 🤣💕 This would depend on which point of the story they are, but the trio will eventually love someone to some romantic extent (at least).

For Kurumi, that's a big YES, as she's quite the hopeless romantic! She loves shoujosei series(or just the romance genre in general) and dreams a lot of being in a relationship like the lead couples there. Add to that her cuteness aggression, it's quite inevitable that she gets crushes of varying degrees on quite a good amount of characters 😆🫶✨ (examples are Tsuna, Kyoko, Haru, Chrome & Enma - if you feel like there's a pattern then yes sjdfbhjsdv). Of course, a simple crush is different from really falling deep in love with someone, but it's a good start. Her only problem is that she can't commit and go through with it (like confessing, etc). I don't know if you know already, but if you see my previous ship arts with her, maybe you already know who she does fall in love with lol

😆👉🐟

For Kana, it's a vague/complicated type of love that can be romantic so I guess that's a "yes"??? Anyway, getting it to even develop slightly towards that direction is technically not impossible, the chance is non-zero, but it's gonna take...A LOT of time, patience, persistence, understanding & survival skills (and acceptance that u can't ever fix her lmao). She already has a ridiculous amount of issues caused by her love(/obsession?) on the platonic side of things ngl mxhdkbddmdn

For Yui, that's a HELL YEAH! Among the trio, he's the only one with dating experience but he really can't say he loved the people he dated romantically. It's more of trial and error run for him. Fortunately for him, he does eventually find someone he likes a lot! I don't think I mentioned this before unlike for the other twins, so I'll put it here lol The person he ends up falling for is Hiyori (Oniyanagi 10th Gen Sun Guardian).

Kurumi: "Who would your OC say is their best friend?"

Kurumi's bestest friends in the whole world are definitely Kana and Yui! 🥰💖✨ They've been through a lot and are very much ride-or-die. Yui is Kurumi's very first friend. They initially became friends out of obligation and loneliness, but after some rough events here and there, it became a genuine friendship. He's stuck with her/supported her during difficult times in their childhood and Kurumi will always appreciate him for that.

Then there's Kana to Kurumi. Where do I even begin? That's a whole rabbit hole right there. They're platonic soulmates, a set package. Do not separate OR ELSE. 👁️👄👁️

Kana: "Which canon character respects your OC most? What gained that respect?"

Oh, from the top of my head, that would be Hibari. I'll just make separate post if I can think of another canon character who can dethrone him in this lmao His respect for her is based on the respect that he would have for strong and worthy opponents. Kind of similar to Reborn? But more chase-able/bully-able (since she's a fellow student, their paths would cross more often).

It all started when Kana attacked and tried to kill him this one time to take over the school (they went ham at that time, Reborn just stopped them). This is what happens when you think murder is always the answer to your problems. You get some guy, with a passion of at least 180 hardcore soulslike game players, who wants to keep on retrying that boss fight @ you.

Yui: "Did your OC bear witness to anyone’s full character arc?"

Yui doesn't really like being in the spotlight. He's not even that fond of having the right-hand man role designated to him and the "formal" responsibilities that come with it (this is why Gokudera criticizes him often). But one of the main reasons he still stuck to this role is so that he can get to watch over the twins in his own way.

He did bear witness to a good amount of Kana's character arc, but since we're talking from start to finish of someone's character arc, then that would be for Kurumi's. No matter what happens, whether this bestfriend of his grows into a fine person or falls into ruins, he will be there to witness it all 🙂

[rainforestakiie]

have anybody listened to the Floweytale by man on the internet? would make a really good adamsapple story. i might go back and add more, but thought it was interesting.

just something fun i noticed and thought i'd write something...

p.s this is the abusive relationship between eve and Adam. The one-sided romantic relationship between lucifer and Adam (Adam lost his soul so it is one-sided) Adam goes back to eve because he doesn’t know what else to do…before he comes to truly understand how unhealthy their relationship is.

Adam's Apple: The Tale of Eve's Descent

Nobody knew the depths of Eve's deranged, twisted mind. No one could fathom the darkness lurking beneath her flawless exterior. Eve, the epitome of innocence in Eden, concealed her true nature with a sweet smile and a glint in her caramel eyes, manipulating everyone, even deceiving Lucifer and Lilith.

Except Adam. Adam knew all too well the monstrous reality of what she was, of the sadistic pleasures she indulged in. Yet, he bore a measure of guilt, for she was born of him, crafted from his rib...

Eve committed unspeakable acts beneath Heaven’s notice. Her malevolence was mirrored in Adam's punishment, for Heaven believed him to be the perpetrator. She stood by, a smile playing on her lips, as he suffered for her sins.

After becoming a Fallen Angel in Hell, Adam wandered soullessly until Lucifer found him, a broken man. Lucifer, already estranged from Lilith, took Adam under his wing. Lucifer fell in love with Adam and the two shared many nights together. Despite Lucifer’s efforts to heal him, Adam remained numb, devoid of feeling.

Desperate for solace, Adam fled to Lilith, but her attempts to help him also failed. In a fit of despair, he cursed the heavens and took his own life.

Each time Adam died, he awoke back in Eden, the cycle beginning anew. He experimented with death, killing himself repeatedly, only to return unscathed. This tormenting cycle left him without a soul, unable to feel.

Initially, Adam sought redemption, following Heaven's path and giving everyone happy endings. However, ennui set in, and he began to wonder if the world would change if someone important died. He embarked on a macabre journey, killing everyone he knew—Lilith, Lucifer, Eve, Charlie, Emily—resetting the world each time to observe the changes.

The predictability of their responses bored him. Adam became a puppet master in a world of marionettes, able to foresee every action and word. Disenchanted, he reset the world once more, choosing to merely follow the flow.

In his twisted curiosity, Adam managed to bring Eve back. But this time, she was more malevolent than ever. When Adam died, he went to Heaven before falling to Hell. Eve’s soul, deemed too corrupted, had been sealed away by God. Yet, Adam released her, unleashing an even greater evil.

Eve, now truly the embodiment of ruin, sought to annihilate Heaven and Hell alike. Adam, at first intrigued, soon realized the peril she posed. She intended to use his power to achieve her apocalyptic vision.

Here, Adam's haunting recollection of his journey unfolds:

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“I remember the first time I woke and saw the light

Armless, legless, I laid there

Oh, Eve, I was terrified

Then I learned I was reborn

As the another Sinner in this form

I called out, I screamed, I prayed

And yet nobody came

Then the king found me crying

So I explained everything

He held me tight Said, 'It's alright'

But I felt nothing during our first night together

Even with Lucifer

Can't feel anything

Please believe I was trying

But I stayed determined!

Ran away to the queen's place

She failed too

Always the same

No use there

I cried, I tried to care

Felt like I couldn't live anywhere

A world without love

A world without happiness

It is supposed to be easier away from you

I followed your path

Succeeded too

With no soul

What comes when you die?

Something primal burned inside

Screamed at the heavens 'This is not how it ends!'

Then I woke up like from a dream In the garden again

I could experiment

So over and over I died

But with determination I came back alive

Friends I made

Happy ends I gave

But I'd always predict

What they'd do, what they'd say

I believe In curiosity 'What'll happen if they die?' '

Well, let's see!'

It liberates to be this way

To kill just to see

How the world can change

Nowadays it's all the same

I've read, I've burned, killed, saved, redeemed

I have seen it all I have played every game

People spouting the same lines 'with your claws still in my mind’

Eve, I can't predict you

You surprise me every time

I saw you almost did forget

You'd stay determined yet

You came back from death, like me

Only one question remains

Why'd you come back to play?

Were you buried in the ruins?

Did you hear me call your name?

Guess it doesn't matter how

The tale will end now I'm tired of everything

Tired of being a Angel, A fallen Sinner

Tired of being a Human

Only one thing that's left, Eve

Let's finish what we started

Show them it's kill or be killed

Leave them all broken and scarred!

I had plans, I had designs

Seeing you changed my mind

Eve, with you by my side

Life seems ten times worse!

Killer from the world of man

Only you understand

We're pitiless killers, both

So just follow my plan!

H-hey... what is this feeling?!

Why can't I stop shaking?!

E-Eve. Be honest here! We don't have hard feelings!

Hey! Back off!

I changed my mind! This isn't a good idea!

Go back! This place is fine! Hell is just fine!

I’m happy! I am able to someday love again!

Stop making that face!

This isn't fun!

You're sick in the head!

That's enough!

You've won!

You still think there's more to do

Your killing is never through!

Are you still human inside?!

What kind of monster are you?!

Long past time to end this game

Now nothing feels the same!

Eve, did you do all this when you heard me call your name?

Eve was abusive to Adam

Lucifer loved Adam

Lilith cared for Adam

Adam had lost his soul when he became a Sinner

Both Lucifer and Lilith tried to help him but Adam became frustrated that he still couldn’t feel anything. Especially when Lucifer is showing love and affection towards him.

Adam’s death reset the world and he just kept killing himself to reset the world

Nothing changed until he accidentally called Eves name when he wondered if his life would have been easier if Eve was still abusing him. This is able to wake Eve up.

They return to their abusive relationship. Adam believe this is what he wants but it is not.

Adam realises hurting just him isn’t enough for Eve and she wants to destroy the world.

Should he tell Lucifer the truth? Both Lucifer and Lilith are aware of his missing soul but not about the reset.

[rrain-writes]

reasons not to kiss him (Will & James)

Inspired by 'yes & no' by Natalie Wee

ao3

1. you weren’t raised to love tender. 

Will pressed his lips together, staying silent as his mother shut the door. The restriction around his wrist forced him to sleep with one arm stretched up at the bed head, but he had gotten used to it by now. Laying in the dark room, he shifted so he could stare through the crack in the curtain that let a sliver of moonlight in. His mother promised that it was normal. Promised that it was to protect him.

“The monsters can’t get to you this way.” She would tell him. “They’re all locked up.”

When he’s older, Will might look back and realise the only monster she was locking up was him.

2. when he’s around all you do is tremble. when he’s around you want to get on your knees. look how much power he has over you. it’s dangerous. 

James was beautiful. Ethereal. And terrifying. Will would go to the ends of the earth and back to save him. He would fight until his limbs no longer moved, until the vines of time grew over his chest and filled his lungs, creeping their way through his parted lips. Will would die for this boy, this reborn, this relic. He would raise a sword and look down at his blood stained hands and stare, and he wouldn’t loose his mind at the crimson stains. No, he would welcome it if thats what it took.

3. he’s too good at forgiving and you’re too good at violence. 

Speaking of crimson stains, look at the way pale arms shine in the light when they’re painted in red. Red like the dying sun, red like rubies, red like everything inside of him. Will could be drowning in red and James wouldn’t hesitate to pull him out. Even if that meant he got covered in red too. Isn’t that a scary thought?

4. you know what they say about monsters. you know what happens to the boys who love them. are you going to do that to him? 

Monster. The nightmares never really go away, do they? Once a monster, always a monster, even if you’re trying to save them, they’ll only ever see your faults. Devil, demon, savage, villain, bastard, tyrant. It all means the same thing, doesn’t it. You can’t love a monster. Monsters can’t love you back. You can’t love a monster, Monsters can’t love you back. You caN’T LOVE A MONSTER. MONSTERS CAN’T LOVE YOU BACK. YOU CAN’T LOVE A MONST-

5. your hands don’t know how to be gentle. think about the last beautiful thing that shattered in your palms. the fresh rosebuds crumbling between your fingers like a bruise. you wolf-boy, you war machine. you wouldn’t know how to hold something magic and not destroy it. 

Ha. Will could’t believe anyone ever thought he was their saviour. Look at him. A stupid, stupid boy who once thought he could ever do something right. Pale, and weak, with eyes like emptiness. A boy with a hunger for violence and revenge.

Now look at Violet, or Cyprian, or Katherine. Perfect, honourable. Beautiful, kind. Strong, fearless. Will could crush them in a heartbeat. They’ll all see. Where are these thoughts even coming from? Aren’t they his friends?

6. if you hurt him it might kill you 

James isn’t the kind of person to cry. Will refused to make him cry. Someone as beautiful as that shouldn’t have to bear such pain. Especially not from him.

7. if you hurt him you might kill yourself. 

8. you are very bad at rehabilitation. this is one addiction you’d fail to give up. he’s going to ruin you for all other kisses and all other boys and you’ll spend the rest of your life trying to forget his name. 

There truly was no one else like James st Clair. He was like Will’s other half, his saviour, his lifeline. Will wouldn’t be able to survive without him. He needed James, unlike anything else he’d ever needed before. Will needed James more than food or water or air or life, and without him he would fall down, down, down until there was nowhere else left to fall,

and then he would just keep falling.

9. you still aren’t sure he isn’t a dream. 

10. if you kiss him, you might wake up.

If this was a dream, Will hoped he'll die without waking up.

(reasons to kiss him: 

1. because he’s beautiful. 

2. because he asked. 

3. because he preceded please with, i’m not afraid of you.)

[ciaossu-imagines]

OMGOMGOMG, an active blog who writes for khr?!? dream come true. anyway—could i rq tsuna meeting the boss of a family that's supposed to rival the vongola but the reader ends up wanting be a chill boss and wants to "mend ancient wounds"? (could it be gn!reader? its ok if its not tho)

Well, I don’t know how active I’ve exactly been lately…well, I do and it’s not very, unfortunately, due to life getting stressful and busy. Oh well, I still do my best and hope you’ve stuck around to be able to see this request answered! Thank you so much for sending it in and I hope you’ll enjoy the headcanons I came up with, though they be meager.

So, when you say rival the Vongola, I am assuming that you mean that not only is this particular Family of the same size and scope as the Vongola are, with just as much power and history as the Vongola has, but that they’re also a Family that has history with the Vongola. Not very pleasant history either, with decades of bloody battles and power struggles. They’re a well-known name and have always fiercely opposed the Vongola being as powerful as they are.

Well, at least that’s all true until the current next generation of both Family’s arrive on the scene. We know Tsuna. We see that, like Primo, he really is willing to accept just about anyone into his life and to at least be pleasant and friendly with them, even when they weird him out, like rival Family Boss Naito Longchamp. He’s willing to accept and ally himself with rival Families like the Shimon without second thought. He’s willing to take into his family former enemies like Mukuro and his gang, and to ally himself with people who had formerly tried very hard to kill him and his friends, like Xanxus and Byakuran.

We also see in Tsuna an almost complete disregard for Vongola tradition. He doesn’t really care about the history of the Vongola either…no, that’s not quite right. It’s more like he abhors the very violent, bloody past of the Vongola and he’s even pretty much stated that he’ll rewrite that history and lead the Vongola in a completely different manner than it was in the past.

Of course, this is when he isn’t still steadfastly refusing to take the role of a Mafia Boss. Even though he’s technically accepted the role in canon, we see that he’s still refusing ‘the call’ even after doing so and I think he never really considers himself a Mafia Boss, even when he’s called upon to keep his friends, acquaintances, family, and Family members safe under the mantle of Vongola Decimo.

Because of this, he really does try his best to avoid doing the political or proper things that come with being a Boss, like having meetings with the heads of other Mafia Families. He’s trying his best to sneak away from this arranged meeting with the rival Family, playing hooky if you will and it’s just a fun scene I have in my head that the rival Family’s Boss is doing the same thing, just because that isn’t really their scene either. And it’s while they’re both trying to hide away from Reborn and whoever corrals the rival Boss that the two of them meet. They both kind of help each other avoid being caught and just end up talking.

It’s easy chattering. Tsuna finds this person very relaxed, not too fussy and very down to earth. They’re easy to make conversation with – it’s one of those situations where it almost feels like you’ve known what is, essentially, a complete stranger for years and years.

They sneak off and end up hanging out together. Tsuna’s stomach had started growling during the conversation and the rival Boss offered to take him to their favourite restaurant. Tsuna’s having a lot of fun with his new friend and he’s doing everything he can, while talking to this person, to hide any and all affiliation Tsuna has with the Mafia. It’s something he’s found himself doing for so long now that it’s just natural. He doesn’t want to ruin what could be a nice friendship with someone normal with all that Mafia junk, after all.

So Tsuna is completely and utterly shocked, absolutely floored, when his new friend just casually brings up the Mafia, talking about the Vongola and about their own Family.

He chokes on water at first, splutters, tries to deny at first, fumbles and messes up his words. When his new friend mentions that bit about mending ancient wounds, Tsuna genuinely has no clue what they’re talking about, because again, he’s not really someone who cares about learning every in and out of the Vongola’s history.

His reply is pretty much just ‘it’s cool, dude, I promise…this is all getting really serious all of a sudden and I don’t know how to handle it, can we please just change the subject’.

Honestly, Tsuna is going to hold nothing against his new friend or any of their Family members. He doesn’t really care that the Vongola and this Family have bad history in the past. That was the past. His new friend seems like a genuinely good person, Tsuna has always trusted his intuition when it comes to people, and he doesn’t think they hold any ill will towards him or any of his friends and Family members. Why bring ancient history into the present when they could just enjoy each other’s company and live happily alongside each other instead?

[crazylittlejester]

I can yap about anything? Sweat. So I have this LoZ AU I’m slowly making, it’s set post TotK. I’m calling it Royal Depths and let me tell you most of the plot I have for it. This is so long but I must ramble.

TotK!Zelda and Link went missing a few years after the end of the game. Link died and Zelda was captured by a dark force, who was somebody who was close to her. They became “king,” bidding their time in a slow process to reinstate the monarchy back to its formal glory over several Hylian generations. They made sure to have 7 children each generation, becoming the 7 maidens who each oversee different parts of the kingdom. Later in the king’s years, there would be a “chosen successor” to the king voted by the people, but the dark force would always replace the successor after they “died.” After doing this around 3 time already is when the story starts.

Link, the hero, had been reborn as a Zora to King Sidon. He is cursed to be a middle child. He has an older brother named Blueberry(TotK!Link named him) who’s based on a shortfin mako shark and a little sister named Mipha who’s based on a lion fish, like actual Mipha’s concept art. Link is a white tipped shark. He has singing magic, because I like the musical magic in the previous a bunch. Whenever he starts to speak or sing something else, the magic is ceased. After the Zora equivalent of his 16th birthday, he received the Triforce of Courage on his left hand. The spirit of TotK!Link(im just going to be calling him Tears from now on) also appeared, and tries to act like the Hero’s Shade in TP. Link though, is utterly horrified and doesn’t want to even think of being a hero. Hyrule has been peaceful for so long already. Ganon and Zelda have even been born yet. So he traps himself in his room most of the time. He trains and studies in preparation for the worst, but he doesn’t want to make any more connections. People call him the Hermit Prince, and his family is very worried about him. He also has a habit of slipping out of the Zora Domian in the middle of the night.

Zelda hasn’t and will not be reborn, because she is still alive and is being kept as a power source for the kingdom. Yeah. But, she is able to use some of her magic to contact someone, anyone, and to be able to give the Triforce of Wisdom to them. Enter Helix, a mostly regular adult human living in Lodrum. They’re a friend to the Oracles, who only recently appeared this generation, and they are cast out as heretics by the Hyrulian monarchy. Helix doesn’t really care about that, he’s a human after all. Until they receive Zelda’s message and power. In a dream, she tells them that they must go to the castle and stop an evil king with the help of Link. Very vague. Helix goes to the Oracles and they send him off the Hyrule Castle. Suddenly she’s now crowned as the “true” successor of the long missing Princess Zelda. Her name is now Zelda “Helix” Hyrule. They still like to go be Helix, that is their name after all, but they tolerate being called Zelda by the Hylians. His only goal and focus while he’s here is to find the hero, and kill the evil king. He thinks that it would be Ganon, based on the legends.

Ganondorf, or just Ganon, is only like, 10 years old in Gerudo years, but like 12 in human/hylian years. He’s a child, and is trapped within his home and garden by his mother, who believes she’s doing the right thing. She is not, she’s sealing her own demise like this. Everyone believes that he would grow up to be the demon king, just like he did every other time he’s been reincarnated. He’s lonely and scared, scared of himself and what everyone’s telling him he will become. He’s not doing well. Then, one day, an odd bird appears in his garden. It has a long, sleek white body, with pale blue wings. It cozies up to him pretty quick, when all other animals seem to be afraid of him. Soon after that, an oddly dressed purple-cladded Hylian jumps over the garden walls, calling for his bird, Sheerow. Enter Ravio, the main character of this story.

Ravio is the secretary for Hilda, the Prime Minister of Lorule. Lorule is further along in industrial progress compared to Hyrule, Lorule having 2010s vibes while Hyrule is in its equivalent of the Victorian Era. Ravio has magic, but he prefers to do magic tricks rather than actual magic. It’s more fun for him. He was named after Ravio the Merchant, aka AlbW!Ravio. Ravio is obsessed with the story of the Merchant and the Hero, the story of how Lorule was saved with the help of a hero from another world. One day, he receives his world’s equivalent(I’ve been using this word so much)of the Triforce of Wisdom, which looks like where the Hylian Triforce of Courage would be if you turned the Triforce upside down. So when Hilda shoves Ravio in the now open portal to Hyrule, people think that he could be the new hero. He constantly says he’s not, but is his counterpart and is searching for him. He first gets dropped in the middle of Gerudo desert, and a couple of Gerudo help him get to Gerudo Town, since he looks enough like a vai and he also doesn’t know what the words “vai” and “voe” even mean.

But yeah, he goes to Gerudo Town(which is much larger than it was in TotK), and basically adopts Ganon and brings him with him to Hyrule Castle. Well, it’s more like Ganon brings him along to the castle since there is this royal meetup between the kingdoms of Hyrule. Ganon and his “””””mother””””” are representing the Gerudo, Old man Tulin(he’s so old guys but he’s still full of energy) is representing the Rito, Yona and her children-including Link-are representing the Zora, and Helix is also now the main representative of the humans and hylians, along with the king.

Ravio and Ganon have gained permission to explore the castle, and the eventual reach this big garden with a long river at the end of it. Ganon loves it, he loves gardens, and is having such a good kid with the biggest smile on his face as frolics around the place with Sheerow by his side. Ravio’s known this kid for less than a week but is more than willing to kill someone for him I’ll have you know. The garden is also the place where Helix goes to relax and de-stress, which is not happening when she sees the future demon king she’s convinced she’ll have to kill running around in it. She’s very confrontational, only calming a bit once Ravio reveals his mark of the Lorulian Triforce. She’s convinced for a hot second that he’s the hero, but he’s not, just his counterpart from another world, which Helix just can’t seem to get. Another world? How crazy is that?

Then, they both hear a scream coming from Ganon, near the river. A corrupted, monstrous looking thing that looks like it’s made of fire crosses over it in one step, and the battle commences. They’re trying their best, Ravio trying use ice magic(not very effective), Ganon trying to use his own fire magic(not very effective), and Helix doesn’t even know how to use his newfound light magic properly yet(again, not very effective). She pleads to Ravio to go get the Master Sword, since he’s the only one who has a chance of pulling it out of its pedestal. Then, someone is singing. It starts to rain, it starts to pour down hard. Ravio drapes his cloak over Ganon so he doesn’t get hurt by the harsh rain, and the three watch as the monster screams and quickly dies right there and then. On the ground there is this odd, clearly evil, glowing sphere, which gets hit with a Zora spear, shattering it. Link jumps down from the castle roof, says hello, and the rain almost immediately stops once he speaks. He walks directly towards Ravio, while the group are just staring at him with wide eyes and agape mouths. Link introduces himself to Ravio and only Ravio, asking if he really is from another world. Ravio asks back if Link has been there the entire time they were fighting, and Link enthusiastically says yes. Ravio punches Link squarely in the face.

Uh uh, that’s enough of direct storyline for nowww. The Happy Mask Salesman is also here, and Tears lead Link to him to get a Hylian mask. So he can also transform into a Hylian. During the night, he runs off to the circus, and is a semi-famous acrobat. And he can’t speak while wearing the mask, since normally when he speaks the magic he casts stops. But the mask’s magic is way too powerful for him, so he just can’t speak.

Also Ravio, Helix, and Ganon can see Tears, thanks to the Triforces they have. Link has to pretend he can’t see or hear him while in his normal Zora form. And because he’s a Zora with a Hylian soul, he has maybe gender(species?)envy of Ravio. He thinks he’s in love but he’s not, he’s aroace, he just wants to be him not be with him. Ravio also hates Links because of aforementioned stuff above, and also because Link acts very suspicious around him. Ravio has major trust issues. He also is obsessed with the hero, which is also Link. Isn’t that fun? Oh, and everyone calls Link “Herm” because he’s a so called hermit.

A good chunk of the story is focused on the Depths, and the group exploring it to figure out why these monsters are appearing. Eventually, they find Zelda underneath the castle, Tears just breaks because he didn’t know where she was and that she was being used as a power source, and the king finally reveals themselves as the big bad. To the heroes he does at least, but he manages to convince a good chunk of the public that they are the bad guys, because Ganon.

And that’s about it for now haha. 1,708 words, ho boy. Wanted to talk about this for a while, feels great.

Sorry this took me so long to respond to, I wanted to really make sure I had the time to sit down and read it all, and I finally did so YIPPEE!!!

Link died and Zelda was captured by a dark force, who was somebody who was close to her <- GOD DAMN.

They made sure to have 7 children each generation, becoming the 7 maidens who each oversee different parts of the kingdom <- this sounds like a fairy tale almost and im OBSESSED.

Link, the hero, had been reborn as a Zora to King Sidon. <- LETS FUCKING GO ZORA LINK?????? OH MY GOD!!!

BLUEBERRY. PERFECT.

The spirit of TotK!Link(im just going to be calling him Tears from now on) also appeared, and tries to act like the Hero’s Shade in TP <- WOAAAAAAAAH.

Link though, is utterly horrified and doesn’t want to even think of being a hero <- he’s so real for that actually, i adore him

People call him the Hermit Prince, and his family is very worried about him <- Okay so I’m completely obsessed with your blorbo. I am holding him so gently rn

Zelda hasn’t and will not be reborn, because she is still alive and is being kept as a power source for the kingdom. Yeah. <- DAMN.

Enter Helix, a mostly regular adult human living in Lodrum <- OOOOOOOH

Suddenly she’s now crowned as the “true” successor of the long missing Princess Zelda. Her name is now Zelda “Helix” Hyrule <- WOAAAAAAAAAH

Ganondorf, or just Ganon, is only like, 10 years old in Gerudo years, but like 12 in human/hylian years. He’s a child, and is trapped within his home and garden by his mother, who believes she’s doing the right thing. She is not <- OUGH???????? HE’S TEN????

Everyone believes that he would grow up to be the demon king, just like he did every other time he’s been reincarnated. He’s lonely and scared, scared of himself and what everyone’s telling him he will become. He’s not doing well <- you are so evil. you are so so evil (im clawing at the walls screaming btw, holy SHIT!!! /pos /pos /pos)

Enter Ravio, the main character of this story <- FUCKING PLOT TWIST??????

Lorule having 2010s vibes while Hyrule is in its equivalent of the Victorian Era <- Fucking obsessed with this btw

Ravio has magic, but he prefers to do magic tricks rather than actual magic <- HE’S SO ME OH MY GOD

basically adopts Ganon <- OH GOOD, SOMEONE NEEDED TO

Old man Tulin <- TEARS IN MY EYES

Ganon loves it, he loves gardens, and is having such a good kid with the biggest smile on his face as frolics around the place with Sheerow by his side. Ravio’s known this kid for less than a week but is more than willing to kill someone for him I’ll have you know <- Ravio im right there with you

Then, they both hear a scream coming from Ganon, near the river <- LEAVE THAT LITTLE GUY ALONE /ref

Ravio drapes his cloak over Ganon so he doesn’t get hurt by the harsh rain <- i hate you so much for making my heart hurt over this mental image what the fuck (i love you. /p)

Ravio asks back if Link has been there the entire time they were fighting, and Link enthusiastically says yes. Ravio punches Link squarely in the face. <- I LAUGHED OUT LOUD

During the night, he runs off to the circus, and is a semi-famous acrobat <- WHAT A LEGEND

He thinks he’s in love but he’s not, he’s aroace, he just wants to be him not be with him <- OUGH.

Tears just breaks because he didn’t know where she was and that she was being used as a power source <- i am shaking you rn, but so gently and with so much kindness. But also how could you do this to me

Wanted to talk about this for a while, feels great <- IM FUCKJNG INVESTED

I have no idea if you’re writing this, drawing this, exclusively letting it live in your mind, but if you do like produce it physically anywhere… PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SEND IT TO ME IM EATING THE DRYWALL IN EXCITEMENT RN THIS IS SO FUCKASS /POS I LOVE ALL OF THIS OH MY GOD GOOD LORD I LOVE UR BLORBOS I AM HOLDING THEM SO SO SO SO GENTLY RN OH MY GOD!!!!!!

as you can see i am god’s most normal man. Anyways, THANK YOU FOR SHARING!!!!!

[oldwebmlp]

From: http://web.archive.org/web/20020224000007/http://members.tripod.com/mlpflipside/flipside.html

Text from page below the cut:

In every world, there is an anti-world. Every planet has its cosmos, as Heaven has Hell, each world, each galaxy, has its darker matter. There is no purity without poisen, there is no good without the reflections of evil. As with every smile, there are tears. For every act of good, a crime is committed. For every child born, some unfortunate person dies. And this, my friends, is the flipside.

In a world identical to our Earth, a war takes place. Human lives are of no importance anymore. Only one thing seems to matter now. Death.

Defeated, the old wizard fell numbly to the ground, his chest heaving in an attempt to grab at air his lungs could not reach. He turned his eyes to the sky, to the clouds that had rolled overhead, to the threatening storm. His limbs were weak now; his time was drawing to an end, as were the lives of every other creature who had the misfortune to have made their homes in this cruel, evil land. He had tried with all his might, power and heart to overcome the evil, but science and human technology had overcome magic long, long before. Selfish humans had wanted it all....and they all knew that the planet would not be able to sustain a third world war, yet fight they did. The results had been disastrous, yet foreseen. Weakly, the wizard stood to his feet. I have not been able to save the planet, he thought to himself, but I shall try to help it grow again. His eyes were growing heavy. He glanced around at the few animals who were still alive. Many were weak like himself, fighting for life, fighting a death that man had inflicted on them. But, to the old Wizard's astonishment, one creature ran through the haze, head high, mane flowing in the wind. It whinnied, laughing in the face of death.Why! It was a mere horse! One of the fallen warrior's trusty steeds, no doubt!....it had tricked man's machines of death like no other had. As the wizard felt life sipping away,  the image of the pony remained...and he made one final spell. The world would be reborn. It would grow beautiful and strong. But humans will not enter it's realms. They will not hate and destroy as they had done so before. They would be only a myth, a figment of imagination, a flicker in a wise creatures eye, a distant memory of a history that should never have been. The creatures to rule this world would be caring yet strong, loving yet powerful. Equines. Horses and Ponies, Pegasi, Unicorns, creatures of myth alongside those of reality, side by side, together...in peace. The wizard lost his battle with life the second the spell was finalised.

This world shall be known as Equin.

Welcome to a land that is not all it may seem, Welcome to a world in which reality is dream, Welcome to a dreamscape where mysteries unfold, Open your heart and listen to the stories that are told. This place may seem so far away, far in another time, But if you close your eyes, and listen, you'll hear a music that's so fine, It will appear, if you believe it, in the blinking of the eye, Ponyland will be with me until the day I die. ~ Selena Thomas

Warning!! This site isn't your average My Little Pony fansite. Or at least, I sure hope it isn't. I enjoy writing stories and drawing pictures, but have a rather dark nature at times and sometimes what I write may not be everybody's cup of tea. While there is obviously no pornography or anything of that nature here, I view Ponyland, er, I mean "Equin" (all shall be revealed), as a magical and rather gothic place. While they live now in 'peace' and 'harmony', the foundings of Equin were not always so tranquil. My webpage focuses around my version of Ponyland, and the personalities of the ponies within it are all my own ideas. There is very little 'official' fandom here. I found the 'real' Ponyland too....unrealistic.

"Why do you insist on wearing that ghastly thing?" Trojan asked her, his eyes on the thick, coarse rope that knotted crudely around her dainty neck. She turned away, her eyes focused on the ground. "It reminds me." She said, her voice soft as the winter breeze that enveloped them. "Reminds you of what?" Trojan frowned, nuzzling her, feeling her sad emotion. She turned towards him, then. Her eyes burned into his own, eyes that had seen galaxies explode from mere stardust; eyes that had seen the world before time began. Unicorn eyes. Sad eyes. "It reminds me that I managed to escape."

[justacynicalromantic]

So, I am new to The Sandman fandom but I already see I am not the only one to think about the idea of Hob being the personification of Hope.

This was literally the first theory that popped inside my mind after I had finished watching the season, before I even opened any fandom platform lol. Either it's a very obvious logic leap to make, or we all share one single brain cell, despite living half a world apart and not knowing each other😂

But I haven't seen anyone actually connecting it to the Pandora's Box myth.

For those who do not know, the myth tells about the creation of humankind - that men were modelled from clay by Prometheus (which angered Zeus), then Prometheus gave them fire (which was the final nail in the coffin and Zeus decided to exact punishment), Zeus created the first woman Pandora, gave her a jar/box containing all bad things - suffering, illness, pain, sorrow, etc. - thus when she opened it, she ended the Paradise on Earth. But Zeus didn't know that Prometheus also snuck Hope (who Greeks called Elpis - she was depicted as a young woman usually carrying cornucopia flowers) into the box. When Pandora opened the box and released trouble and woe into the world, hope was there to help people survive.

Hesiod (the storyteller of the myth) does not say why Hope (Elpis) remained in the jar. The implications of Elpis remaining in the jar were the subject of intense debate even in antiquity.

Now, consider this: Dream and Hope actually knowing each other from before humankind on Earth, being dual aspects of each other - in Hades/Persephone fashion - they fell in love and Dream courted Hope; when Pandora's story happens and Prometheus comes for Hope's help (or Hope overhears Zeus' plans and comes to Prometheus proposing the plan herself), Dream is away for work/some other businesses somewhere. The events happen without Dream's knowing.

In the end we know Zeus exacts his revenge on Prometheus by binding him to a rock and having an eagle feed on him, but what if Zeus also decided to punish Hope? I know he would be a tier below Hope, because he was just a god, while Hope - a personified concept like Dream, but he could have done it sneakily, capturing her with magic, like it happened to Dream much later. What if Zeus, seeing the effect Hope had on humans thought it was useful and decided to kill two birds with one stone?

So he bound Hope to a human form - so Hope is always there for humans in their world, but also as her punishment, she is diminished to a mortal body, her human mind no longer able to contain her memories of her existence as a spirit/concept, bound to live a human lifespan, die, then be reborn again into a new human.

Dream returns and Hope is nowhere to be found, no one knows anything (no one was there when Zeus captured Hope), centuries pass of fruitless searching but humans are able to hope - and that must mean she is there somewhere and she is fine, so in the end Dream has no choice but to conclude that she decided to leave him and now hides from him out of her own volition.

And so, humans get hope, but Dream loses Hope.

All until many millenia later by pure coincidence he strikes a deal with a human called Hob Gadling - who has no idea he is the current reincarnation of Hope.

(I can't get rid of the mental image: after the struggles are over and Hob/Hope remembers everything, he pops up, feeling nervous and guilty and sorry, into the Dreaming, and Dream greets him with "You are late" said with a trembling smile).

[goldeneyedgirl]

ailesswhumper day 3: isolation

wait. (day 3: isolation).

twilight, alice/jasper, pg, canon au. no warnings.

I rewrote this one three times because I just could not get it right. Another one written for the Vibes.

Drip.

Drip.

She sits and waits. That is all that she has ever been able to do, for decades.

She can hear water dripping, as it always does. Perhaps it is raining. She’s too far underground to truly know.

The others have fallen silent lately. No wailing or yelling or screaming. Even the curious ones with the heartbeats. Everything is so still. They don’t even have guards much anymore. Why bother? There’s no fight left in any of them.

She sits and she waits, and she thinks about the stars.

—

Her whole world is this cell, this darkness.

Sometimes they bring them humans, throw them in. They think it’s entertaining to watch the restrained ones try to make their kill, when movement is agonising and their limbs are trapped. There’s always mess; a hot, fresh layer over blood over the mould and stone, joining decades of dried blood layering the walls. Her cell holds an inch of two of reeking water, seeping up and tricking down, and the blood never settles in it.

It does rot though. The smell is an ugly one, but one she is used to.

She doesn’t hunt like the others. Her desperation turned to rage, turned to acceptance and then grief. Her visions show her the truth - this is where she will remain. There is no hope for anything better. So she waits til their guards get bored, til the other meals are dead. She looks towards the human, stricken with terror and shaking, who might beg and plead with her, they might pray. And then, when they are hopeful, optimistic in her mercy, she moves swiftly. A swift end is merciful, and she can offer them that.

Other times, the meals have been dead for a while when they are offered, and the blood is rancid. But she is no fool, she eats what is offered when the others yell and holler and wail. Better to humble herself and hope that endears her enough for a privilege. Perhaps to free her arms. Or to be moved out of the permanent damp of her cell.

Sometimes the meals are just rats and squirrels, barely a mouthful to sustain them. Sometimes the meals don’t come at all and she is quite certain that they’ve been forgotten.

—

1920-ish she was reborn. A blank slate, a girl with no past, scarlet eyed and full of dreams. Mostly of a boy with golden hair, a crooked smile, and the name he would bestow upon her on his lips.

Jasper.

Alice.

He was perfect. He was all that she would ever want, but she had to wait for him. And if she did and could, then she would have him forever. They would have a family, one that treasured them. It was going to be beautiful and she was going to be so happy. So loved. She wasn’t going to be alone anymore.

And then she fucked up. She fucked up and made a mess and when the Volturi came for her, she had to go with them. Underneath Aro’s kind words and promises was a threat: either she joined them in Volterra, a prisoner for her crimes, or she could be destroyed for her failure to uphold the laws. He wanted her for her gift, of course, for that ability to see all that was to come.

She still had hope back then. That maybe everything could be fixed. That maybe something could still be beautiful.

If she could go back now, she would beg for death. Swift and finite.

That was her dream now. The quiet finality of everything.

Maybe one day.

—

The days and weeks and months and years run together. She moves to eat, but not much else. Her arms ache from being forced into the unnatural position; she didn’t know that vampires’ arms could ache.

Aro doesn’t visit anymore; she has nothing left to show him, and nothing he did to her would make that change. Dimitri doesn’t either; she doubts that she is very desirable anymore. She is no longer good sport for the twins. Some days she wonders if she is truly forgotten down here.

Drip.

Drip.

Sometimes she wonders if Aro regrets anything that he’s done. That if he could go back, things would be different. But then, he sees things very differently. He’s made it very, very clear that if cannot have something, no one gets to have it.

She just wants a little. A little sunshine, dry feet, and ability to stretch her arms out again.

He just wants to devour everything whole.

—

The castle shakes.

It’s enough to jolt all of them out of the fugue. She makes the mistake of looking up, her bones cracking with pain at the motion, and she might whimper. The noise sounds odd to her ears.

Some of the others yell, for help and for fear. The ones with the funny heartbeats, they are crying again. That doesn’t happen much anymore - she surprised all three are still alive. The castle rumbles again, and she wonders if they will be buried underneath it all.

She stays seated. Hopefully the castle will burn and take all of them with it. She has no intention of leaving her cell, and even less to fight to protect the hallowed halls of the Volturi.

They cannot hear anything, of course. They do not know what is happening. Some of the ones that are still strong have patchy, slow conversations about it. Some of them holler and wail. It has been a while between meals. But most of them are silent, waiting.

The rumbles continue, dust and rock falling upon them like snow. Something falls, one of the great towers of Volterra with an almighty bang that even they hear.

It sounds like an ending, like something very, very final.

She doesn’t bother to hope it will matter.

—

It is a long time before they see anyone again. They are starving. The ones that holler growl and whine as the footsteps come closer.

The dripping has stopped. The water around her is still, stagnant and reeking. There is still pain, she is still imprisoned. She’s not sure she even remembers how to stand.

And then there is yelling. New yelling. It is not any of the old guards, no one that she knows. They smell different, move different.

She doesn’t care. It’s been decades, new recruits are rare but unheard of.

“They’re alive!” Yells one man, a new man. “Get the Major and Edward down here, now!”

The others beg for blood, beg for sustenance.

She doesn’t even go closer to the cell door.

She misses the dripping water.

—

It is chaos for hours. There are so many people in their chamber, bagged blood that is quickly offered. She can hear the cell doors pulled down, limbs cracked back into alignment, cries and growls and shrieks. The others beg for freedom, beg to be the next one that is pulled out of their dark little pits and brought up the stairs.

These new people are kind, she can hear it in their voices as they piece the others together. They smell… clean. It’s a nice smell. She has questions, why they are here but also, it doesn’t matter.

There is a small amount of terror nestled in her heart, about what comes next. What could be worse. But of course, there is nothing else she can do. She cannot run, she cannot hide, she cannot do anything but sit here and wait.

So that’s what she does. The dripping might have stopped, but the sound of voices… that works just as well.

—

“There’s one left, in the end cell.”

She makes herself smaller as she hears the cell door straining and pulling free. She does not look over, does not acknowledge whomever walks through, stepping straight down into the sludgy water.

“Hello?”

The voice. It’s like everything suddenly comes into focus. She wonders if she’s finally gone insane. She cannot move. It is not fair. Either her mind has finally broken into sharp little pieces, or fate has decided to remind her of all those beautiful things she nearly had.

“Hello?” He moves closer, the water churning.

It takes everything she has to look up. To bend the way she needs to with her arms in such a position.

And when she looks up, she sees him.

Him.

Jasper.

And he’s perfect and golden and all she dreamt of. He is the light looming over her, staring down at her with curious but hard eyes.

Her voice crackles, hoarse from lack of use. She can only stare up at him, her neck at such an awkward angle. He is not a warm man, he just stares back.

“You made me wait so goddamn long, Jasper Whitlock.”

—

[fanfictiontrash]

Athena Rensworth

I see all the cool criminal case ocs and the lore that's made for them and I want in!! Athena Rensworth is the character I play in the DND campaign based in Criminal Case's world, whether it's that world or just regular Criminal Case Athena won't change. We all know how the player is like super cop yeah. Like the best cop of the 21st century worldwide, when I was younger, I never really paid any attention to it. Now that I'm older? And with the knowledge I have? Yeah, that's changing and I'm giving a reason why Athena is so great at her job.

Athena is a Reborn, someone who has died yet still lives, was it a resurrection gone wrong? Are you now made of straw? Wake up in an abandoned laboratory surrounded by clockwork organs? There are several other origins but for Athena it's option number 6, 'You were released after being petrified for generations. Your memories have faded, though, and your body isn't what it once was.'

Athena was petrified during a period where magic was well known, over the Millennium she was imprisoned magic has taken such a downfall it either doesn't exist to public knowledge (Criminal Case) or it's limited to illusions and enchantments (Criminal Case DND). She was a wizard at the time, a strong one, having access to 8th level spells she made use of the Clone spell. I'll have a link to my sources at the end which will include the spell but tldr: it makes a copy of you that lasts forever so long as the vessel it's in isn't destroyed, it matures after 120 days, and you can choose if it'll be a younger version of you or not. In all senses it's just you, it has your memories, your personality, and abilities, just not whatever the original had on their person. Athena in her past life had died and awoke in her clone room in her last clone vessel, all the others had been destroyed except for the one she kept a bit better hidden for emergencies, the clone she decided to be herself when she was ten. It'd allow her to blend in huge crowds better, no one pays much attention to orphans, so she'd be able to get away and plan her counterattack. Awoken and rightfully panicked she falls to notice her attacker who petrifies her. She gets freed from stone after so long by the Rensworths, who take her in and helps her try to restore what's left of her shattered memory. All she can remember is that she used to be a Mark of Detection Half Elf, so perhaps she used to be an investigator?

The family goes with that, and they must be on the right track! She's the best of the class! She's able to fly through school, pass any exam physical or mental and it feels so right! Until Athena tries to get into anything other than becoming a detective. Her hands tremble and she can't seem to do anything right, that night she gets visited by the God Kelemvor, one of the Gods of Death. In her past life not only was she a wizard, but a cleric of Kelemvor, who devoted her time defeating necromancers as Kelemvor despises undead. He brought her back due to the unnaturally high mortality rate has been as of late, since a majority were murders plenty of souls were left behind in the mortal plane instead of following him to their afterlife. Athena is tasked with becoming a detective to soothe the lost souls who demand their closure, that is why she breathes anew, that is her purpose.

With her destiny now revealed she does as Kelemvor demands and plans to join the Grimsborough Police Department when she's finished with college. It's after her dream with Kelemvor that she takes a closer look at what she does when she investigates, any broken object that ends up in her hands are quite literally magically repaired, she recognizes the spell, it's the Mending cantrip. Locks are a piece of cake due to another spell called Knock. She always has energy because she doesn't need to sleep, she just needs to sit still for a couple of hours and she regains all her spell slots, she never hungers, she doesn't need to breathe, nor does she need to drink! She remembers accidently eating something highly poisonous but recovering much quicker than any normal man, she remembers all spells lost to man. She can detect thoughts, speak with the dead, disguise herself to look like any other! Magic weaves through her hands with ease, like they did all those years ago. (In the DND campaign her control over the spells is a bit wilder, hence her becoming a Sorcerer rather than a Wizard.)

Now 22 she joins the Grimsborough PD, at first all the praise starts to get to her head, she feels proud to have such recognition all up until The Rorschach Reaper case, as Tess hypnotizes Jones and as Jones almost kills her she feels nothing but guilt, failing to take into account how often Jones gets scolded by the Chief, some deserved some not, and how often he gets compared to her. She's a whole ten years younger than him and caught up to him in rank in less than a year. She tends to act humbler from that point forward, insisting that it's not just her that others need to thank, but her team that sticks by her side and her partners who always have her back.

I could talk about her for hours, but this is getting long, thoughts?

Links under the cut for more information on the Reborn lineage, the Half Elf race, the Clone spell, and Kelemvor, the God of Death.

Reborn - DND 5th Edition (wikidot.com) Clone - Spells - D&D Beyond (dndbeyond.com)

Half Elf - DND 5th Edition (wikidot.com)

Kelemvor | Forgotten Realms Wiki | Fandom

[pumpkaaboo]

Elden Ring Daemon AU

just covers the main gods and demigods, under a cut because this is so long. might do some of the other characters later.

Marika: Maliketh originally settled as a bearded vulture. When Marika was chosen as the vassal of the greater will, it transformed him into a noble half-wolf, stripping him of his wings and granting him the ability to stray much farther from her. After all, what use would a queen of a kingdom of eternal life have for a creature that feasts on death?

Godfrey: Serosh the lion had always been his better half. By destroying Serosh's body in order for him to exist as a spirit, they hoped to bind themselves closer together, and exist as something approaching a measured unity.

Godwyn: His daemon settled as a massive golden eagle. Though he never knew it, his mother saw an echo of Maliketh's former self in her. They dreamed of the day she would be able to fly free, without the shadow of politics or war to threaten her. That day would never come, however, as she collapsed into dust the instant destined death touched his flesh.

The Omen Twins: Omens are born without daemons. It is thought by some scholars that their horns are the vessels for their souls instead. But they never experienced the childhood loneliness that plagues most daemonless; they had each other, after all, and thus never sought substitutes. True isolation was something they would only learn as adults.

Rennala: Her daemon is a magnificent blue peacock, whose markings are a striking moon-silver rather than gray. He had always been proud of his form, but eventually fell silent after Radagon's departure. He eventually asked to be reborn, and never reemerged from the amber egg.

Radagon: Brought a red wolf to Liurnia with him, and claimed it to be his daemon. Despite that, no one has ever heard it speak. He left it behind when he departed. Most are satisfied with the explanation that his ability to distance himself with it is the same magic that Marika uses to send Maliketh far away, but others aren't so sure.

Ranni: She was chosen by the Greater Will at birth, and thus Blaidd was trapped in half-wolf form from that very moment, never having the chance to experiment with what could have been possible. They don't know what he would have settled as had he been free of the Greater Will's influence, but Ranni secretly hopes he would have been something with wings.

Radahn: Leonard chose to settle as a horse, as both he and Radahn adored the image of themselves charging into battle together. This act of shortsightedness and ignorance of Radahn's eventual size ended up merely propelling their legend to even greater heights, and defining Radahn's mastery of gravity magic as a story of cleverness and overcoming adversity.

Rykard: His daemon was originally a clever opossum. She was consumed by the god-devouring serpent alongside him, but her face never appeared in its scales.

Malenia: Although she and her brother were both empyreans, the greater will waited to bestow its gifts on their daemons; it already had Ranni and Marika, and would come for them only if necessary. Malenia's daemon settled as a scarlet butterfly, a living reminder of her curse. Still, the strength of the wings she gained from mastering the blade more than made up for the fragility of her daemon's.

Miquella: As part of his curse, his daemon was doomed to never settle. But she often liked to stay the form of a red squirrel for days on end, pretending at reaching a state she couldn't.

[fictionkinfessions]

The pain of being revered as a hero who saved the last of humanity, having people call you a savior for killing the worst devil the world had ever known... But none of them knew that the "devil" in question was your soulmate. The boy you shared all your dreams with. The boy you loved with all your heart. I spent every day at his side since as young as I can remember, and we spent years sleeping curled up together in the same bunk. The feeling of his hand in mine or his arms around me felt as natural as breathing.

The pain of losing him (again) was like having my heart ripped out of my chest, and I had to live with knowing people saw me as a hero for my part in his death. Never able to confess the truth of all he was to me. To them, he would only ever be a demon. But to me, before all of that, before the death and devastation he caused, he was my best friend. A third of my soul, who I devoted myself to and loved unconditionally. I always will, in any and every life I find myself reborn into. I'm incomplete without him.

The things he did were irredeemable and I'm the first to admit that. There's no redemption for him after this. There's no atoning for what he's done. But he wasn't a devil, he was a boy with the weight of the world on his shoulders. A stupid boy who did unspeakably evil things, but still a boy. I hate how things ended. I hate the fact I was powerless to change it. I regret not being able to do something, anything. Out of everyone I should have been the one who could have gotten through to him. But I couldn't.

Maybe we were doomed from the start, maybe this was always destined to happen. But it destroyed me. It's still tearing me apart from the inside. And I miss him so much. I miss the way things used to be. I miss the three of us together. I want to lay beside them both and forget about the world. I just want him to come home to us. - 🐚🌊⛅

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[cordeliaflyte]

DREAMS trying to remember them... So there was an incredibly prolific and horrifying serial killer who was a cross between Hannibal Lecter, The Guy From The Saw Movies, and Walter White for some reason? But people didn't know he was a serial killer. He was a mild-mannered man who lived and/or worked in a hospital/old people's home/something like that where I was a 24 year-old nurse/orderly/technician of some sort. And one day on the job, I was going to give him some sort of medication and noticed a sawn off leg in the corridor. Long story short, he massacred a lot of the staff, and it was revealed he was also a cannibalistic serial killer whose famous chicken pie he'd feed us was actually made of human. This naturally traumatised me, 24 year-old nurse, because I was indirectly responsible for the massacre: left some scissors around him or something. Because sometimes it WAS known he was a very violent serial killer and he was under restraint. It's complicated okay. Anyway a few years later I died in a mundane road accident. And woke up again shortly before the massacre. And I was like okay this is my chance to fix it. But I made another mistake that made him able to do that. And then I died again and the same thing repeated. Sometimes he would kill me, sometimes I'd live to old age, sometimes after I died I'd be reborn and sometimes I'd wake up at 14 and sometimes at 24, but whatever I did, the massacre happened. And I was like wtf wtf wtf. I always ended up a nurse or something like that because that was my specialisation, but even if I avoided that particular hospital, not only would the massacre still happen, it would still somehow be my fault, even if it was in the least direct way possible. ANYWAY. In one of my lives I was at the morgue performing an autopsy or whatever. I know nurses don't do that it's a dream. And the corpse started talking to me and I was like wtf!!! And he said oh you won't believe this but I got murdered by this Hannibal/Walter White/Jigsaw guy. And this keeps happening over and over again so random haha. And I was like well I keep causing him massacring people in the hospital!! Nothing came of it because I woke up, fell back asleep, and entered a different dream where I was moody and sad because all my friends were having fun without me. I went into a random bus and asked the guy in the seat next to me what the secret to success and happiness was. And he said I had to Activate Monk Mode. And I was like Activate Monk Mode??? And he said yeah monks are happy because they're not on that damn phone all the time and they dedicate themselves to their work entirely. Do you think monks illuminate manuscripts with the pomodoro method?? No. And I was kind of gagged and thought maybe this guy in my dream is handing me the secret to the universe and I'm rejecting it because my attention has been fried by the Corrupt Amulet and I don't have it in me to Activate Monk Mode...

[magnuficent76]

I wanna know more about Andromeda and Salt... They're not as oft talked about. Self, for bad, and Loss for both of them!

Also for Good (for Archer) bc I'm v curious but you can do whichever ones of these yoy feel most like talking about

HAII AND I WILL ABSOLUTELY TALK ABOUT THEM !! I have GOT to stop neglecting my ocs but the Worms are In There </3

[Link to the actual list !]

Self – How is your OC's relationship with themself? Does your OC like who they are? Is there anything about themself that they would change?

■ For Salt, I like to think he's pretty much already his ideal self ! When they were small, they already figured out being a girl wasn't all that fun, so they tried a bunch of everything before figuring it all out: Oh I don't have to subscribe to this at all ! This is awesome :D My gender is [EXPLOSION GIF] [SEVERAL FLASHING LIGHTS] [EXPLOSION GIF BUT FASTER]. He's got all that self expression and presentation down pat: You are like the bullets being shot from a machine gun. Extremely deadly and so very loud, but also very cool, so nobody can tell you anything ever. This strategy has worked for as long as Salt has been alive since they've never really had that bad of a time using their body, so clearly they're doin' it right.

♠︎ For Andromeda, given they're an immortal being of chaos reborn into a mortal vessel to experience things, she hasn't exactly had time to worry about "insecurities" given all the Situations Xe Puts Zirself In. They love themselves and they love what they stand for and he has never before worried about being wrong, because error is necessary for nature to get things right !!! Who give a shit !!! Faer's already everything and anything fae wants to also because of the fact she is a VERY skilled shapeshifter. Gender fluid but to the most literal way you can possibly make it. Sometimes it gets hard having to conform to society's standards of normalcy, because he really enjoys just being weird looking and generally uncanny, but yk, fae manages ! No need to be upset if you're constantly in a loop of happiness and manageable chaos !!

For Bad – Is there anyone who had an undeniable negative impact on your OC’s life? How did your OC deal with that change? Have they been able to move on?

■ Salt has always the curse of being way too bold for his own good, so often times, he'll get tangled with the wrong person and end up a little worse off than he'd like. One of those people would be their ex friend/partner: Pepper. Pep was... well, bad for them, and they both knew it since they would constantly fight and be at each other's throats, but the thrill kept them both coming back. This adrenaline seeking behavior that often injured both parties was unhealthy to say the least, but its pretty much ingrained into Salt's brain now. Putting themselves in situations but like in a bad way. Their current girlfriend is helping them express those more aggressive thrills in healthier ways though, don't worry :]

♠︎ Andromeda has had their fair share of bad people in their life, all to fuel the passion of their unrelenting dreams of being a star, so its no surprise they also have a fair share of bad people coming in and out of it. Its a little more... personal, for her though. See, Andy is a model, and the industry is plenty exploitative as it is, but seeing as they have that craving, agents get a little... too comfortable, I suppose you could say. He's had to deal with plenty of touchy creeps and greedy agents and the like, pretty much on a weekly basis since xe gets contracts Often, but they manage. It doesn't affect xem all that negatively anymore, they're still naturally friendly !... but don't mistake that friendliness for trust, because they DO NOT trust anymore.

For Good – Is there anyone in your OC's life who had an undeniable positive impact on who they are as a person? How did knowing this person improve your OC's life?

◇ He would never admit it, even if you tried to torture it out of him, but the person that impacted Archer the most is probably Jonah. He looooooves acting like Jonah ruined his life and that he would've been better off a single child, but he loves the guy, even when they don't get along. They have been together through basically everything, being able to rely on the other in case things got rough, and it infuriates Archer how much better of a person he is because of his brother's support throughout their life together. He has this unspoken admiration for Jo that he wishes to express better, but that often turns into jealousy and bitterness simply because he feels inferior to anyone who does things better than him. He is way better because of Jonah's presence in his life, but at the same time he wishes he wasn't so reliant on his brother to keep him from being shitty, like he can't do good things on his own if someone else isn't shouting at him to do so.

Don't worry about it though. Im sure it won't culminate into anything. :]