#and the different dimension demons do the same to entire universes

[running-with-kn1ves]

I have enjoyed your some of stories! You are a wonderful writer and I'd like to request a story if you don't mind.

(Kinda related to you mimic one)

Can I get a Yandere male monster that traps the reader in an endless fourth-dimension-like plane? Their they are trapped in a place (whatever you decide) with the monster that endlessly stalks them with mimic appearances or voices, gaslights, acts psychology cruel, and is generally highly manipulative. The creature loves the reader but loves in an utterly devoted alien way.

No non-con. Toxic/forced relationship but no non-con. Plus, I've also believed that any truly alien/nonhuman creature wouldn't think nor desire sex in the same way as us humans do.

I hope you consider my request and have a great day!

A/N: This was sent in a WHILE ago, but here is my interpretation!

CW: Sleep paralysis-like/mimic creachure, kidnapping (?), possessive dialogue & behavior, nightmares, etc. 

Synopsis: You wake up to something staring at you from the end of your bed.

Apparently no matter how many melatonin gummies you take, your sleep is not guaranteed to be a peaceful, long-term slumber. You too, can be awoken in a deep sweat while stuck to your mattress by an unseen shadow figure in the corner of your room. A couple nights ago it was in-between your closet doors, but something about that just wasn’t close enough, apparently.

It reached the end of your bed, black blurred fingers reaching up like the cold beneath your blankets, your ankle crushed by the grip of a frigid hand. It drew you forward, sliding you unceremoniously to the end of the bed. Your eyes were frozen, going watery as your body cramped. fear turned your skin into needles with your heart on the verge of exploding inside of you.

 Each time ‘it’ came to visit you, it was enough to paralyze you in a suffering state of fright. You thought sleep paralysis demon’s were supposed to stay in their corners, just barely touching the tips of your toes, keeping you frozen in fear from a distance. But this, it came to huff on you with damp breath, always feeling unbelievably real, even in the achy mornings. 

You were slid to the edge of the bed, silent screams unable to escape from your mouth as each leg disappeared into darkness, the rest of your body slowly following. You were being dragged into some dark, fuzzy hole of emptiness, yanked completely in by a twisting arm. It circled around your ankles entirely like shackles, turning your feet purple. 

Your wide, dilated eyes were shifted from seeing the spinning blades of your ceiling fan, to the stary black of a rippled room of infinity. The “sky,” twinkled with small dots of light, but they sparkled in a way most stars didn’t. The ground wasn’t wet, but it seemed to flow over you, like waves of blurry obsidian sea brushing against the sides of your body. 

The collective cackling of grainy, laughtrack voices in sync rang out. It was a flashbang of noise in the echoing universe, this other realm repeating sound differently than you had ever heard before. 

“So easy…. Too easy!”

You recognized the voice to be from one of the characters in the show you watched before going to bed… but you couldn’t remember, who it belonged to. It was masculine, almost game show host-esque in inflection. 

You swallowed. You felt worse, frozen in this infinity pool of unknown, trapped to the floor and completely exposed to whatever dragged you in here.

‘Wake up.’ You scrunched your eyes shut. ‘Wake up…!’ Your toes wiggled, still feeling that abyss of dark ‘water.’ ‘Please just wake up!’ 

“There’s no use, not when I have your body here stuck in limbo.” 

The face of your 10th grade “boyfriend” appeared, peering down at you with his post-braces teeth, shining like a shark. But that wasn’t him, it wasn’t even his skin. Parts of him were twisted and too fractured, blurred out as if details of what he truly looked like were manufactured to be hidden. 

The beast, it had his voice though. 

“You looked so vulnerable while sleeping, turning blissfully frightened when you saw me hiding…” He laughed with a snort, a trait your highschool 5-second ‘lover’ often let out. 

But that face was quickly peeled off by black fingers, blurry ones, those that ripped you from your bed. The dark mass left behind turned into a handsome young surgeon, one on the telenovela your friend had forced you to watch the other day. He was famous in Brazil, often for playing the devious, unexpected villain. 

You could see the smile in his eyes before he took of the surgical mask, piercing greens big and bright with cheekbones sharper than the scalpel he killed his victims with. 

You could hardly mumble between your tight lips, frozen as a gloved hand ran down your navel.

“I’ve seen what humans look like on the inside… but you make me so curious.” He spoke, slight portuguese accent snuffed by a long black tongue glazing over his full lips. “But I would never hurt my sweetly gentle creature, who couldn’t help but walk into my den… Should’ve been more careful in your dreams, my dear.” 

“Wht’re talkin’ abt…” Cold drops fell down your neck, lips sewn shut as your gaze unwavered against the demon surgeon. His soft pupils were growing large enough to consume him. 

“Our little, how do you say.. Date.”  His pearly teeth disappeared and swirled into a new face, a 2D one of your childhood cartoon crush, the one you had the pleasure of lucid dreaming a cuddle session of. He had needed your help, desperate and despairing as he was stuck behind a midnight-colored, steel door. “Only you can open it.” He ushered, muffled behind the lock as he pleaded for release. He sounded so guttural, so unlike how you remembered in the hundreds of episodes… 

But that smug, one-liner attitude and charming face that taught you love as a child came through and it praised you for such kindness. He was so flattering, your consciousness wrapped around his finger as the character of your dreams fed you sweet line after line. 

“Have you never heard of leaving unknown doors closed in the unconscious world? Or were you too dense-headed to realize some dreams are too good to be true.” Your cartoon crush spat, A clawed hand coming up to pinch your cheek. 

“Then again if you hadn’t been so brainless, we wouldn’t get to be here together. I guess I have you to thank for making you so… capturable.”

You clenched your teeth, wincing with every painful beat of your heart the closer the creature came. It morphed from your beloved character to a faceless black void, red filling where its features should be. With a ragged snap, its breathing left in chopped pieces. Out sprouted its teeth, protruding from cracks in its ink skin, splitting in its sternum and human-like arms. Along the middle of its fadingly red-black face, layers of teeth were rubbed over with individual tongues. They all seemed to speak, to breathe in rhythm as they chomped and let out guttural purrs. 

“Plsz…Let m..go..!” You gurgled out, the sensation of its black wholeness wrapping around you like a blanket fort.

From its- his? Confession, you concluded he must be the reason your body’s been stuck in a deep sweat, spasming muscles immovable besides shaking against each other. 

Tendrils made of something similar to the thick fog crashing waves over you began to wrap around your legs, leaving a thick, snail slime against your skin with each slow slither. The tips of them had a mind of their own, tentacles swirling, tickling and inching as their latter, larger midparts connected to the shadow beast hanging above you. Each new textured offspring latched and crawled up your body, dragging you closer and closer to the lower half of the beast. Its humanoid-shaped head tilted, fingers-- not tentacles, this time-- grappled at your arms stuck to your sides. Its eyes began to sprout, polka-dotting his body as an array of eyes covered his void of a face.

“You wouldn't be able to live without me… those blissful dreams with whatever handsome creature preoccupied your subconscious. I'm all of them, and they are me.” A black gooey tendril circled around your cheek, the tip wiggling to caress. “I am the prince charming you have run to, night after night, begging to be let out of that hole until you finally caved.” Faces flashed on his empty skin, ones you faintly remember from past dreams that always seemed to make your heart skip a beat. Our rendezvous kept me going all this time..So long i’ve watched you in the waking world from the shadows, wishing I could hold that pretty, unaware face.. My savior, my pet; I'm finally free to trap you for myself!”

He flashed to red again, the tendrils and hands keeping you still staying all the same, before the horrors’ face returned to a horrifying amalgamation of teeth and haunting black eyes. 

You wriggled the small bits of your body that were free from paralysis, however that only seemed to be your tongue and toes, your arms jerking only minutely despite the screams inside your head telling you to move. Wherever you were, whatever time it was, it wasn't the same as your bedroom. You were limitless, the space around you nothing but a black hole sucking up everything around it into nothing. 

You hardly recalled the dreams it mentioned, The faces only barely ringing a bell. But it was enough for him to see the familiarity flash in your eyes, a smile piercing that mouth of a face that looked as if it wanted to devour you. 

“so tender.. so soft, I forgot what it was like having a human nearby at my disposal, receiving the flush of my form and my affection.. I'm afraid I'll never have the heart to free you from my burdened presence.” it chuckled a tad, fingers from its firmly real hands gliding to your shoulders. “Well, to be honest I never intended to, the moment I entered your sweet nightmares...”

You dared to think of speaking, only to find your mouth in a crumpled frown and the air in your chest nearly gone. It felt like you were suffocating under a great weight, sweating under your pajamas as a creature-like nail came to wipe away a drop of perspiration, or a tear, from your eye. 

“Now, let's see what fun we can have here before the sun comes up.”

[blueteller]

Hello, Blueteller-nim! I just want to ask what's happening rn in tcf part 2? Who are the new gods that have been introduced (and how many of those newly introduced gods became Cale's enemies)? How many hunters Cale already defeated (and how many more should he defeat)? Is there any news about the Fake Hilsman? Did Cale adopted a new kid? (Pls say yes I want him to adopt more lol)

Hi! I believe this exact question was sent to me before? Sorry it took me so long to reply! Every time I started writing, new lore got dropped and I ended up re-writing this reply from scratch. There's a lot to cover, so brace yourself for tons of SPOILERS

I made a post about TCF gods once already, but turns out, parts of it are outdated! Some new information got revealed that directly contradicts my old assumptions about several of them. But we'll get to it.

First of all, the Hunter families. The plot of Part 2 so far consists of Cale going to different dimensions to deal with them.

So there were originally seven, but by current time there were only five left to deal with. Let's quickly run by each of them one by one.

Black Bloods; residents of the planet Xiaolen – specifically Xiaolen 1 – named Huayans (Fayence in the first raw translations, just in case you've seen that version before), led by Redok. They were human Black Mages who specialized in "White Magic", meaning their variant of Black Magic was more powerful and it looked white. Pretty neat. They flooded Xiaolen with dead mana in order to sacrifice the world and gather its energy called "Karma". Still little detail on how Karma works exactly, but we know it can be gathered by either killing or saving tons of people – guess which method the Hunters use. Cale got a dramatic fire power boost because of some universal balance rules, and defeated them pretty easily. (Xiaolen citizens made Cale a statue in his honor, much to his despair lol)

Blue Bloods; residents of Central Plains, a pretty young world from what we know. They were known as the Blood Cult, lead by a female leader called Blood Demon. They created hundreds of thousands of zombies called Jiangshi and planned to cause a 3-way civil war in order to do the same thing Black Bloods were trying to do. Cale got a water power upgrade because of a dead Dragon and defeated a tsunami with a tsunami and got a splitting headache because of some third eye mumbo jumbo – long story. They were a little harder to defeat than Black Bloods, but they managed in the end. Choi Han got to personally slay the Blood Demon. (Central Plains citizens turned Cale into a folk story/legend and apparently there's already a cult for him hahaha)

Purple Bloods; resident of Aipotu – who consists entirely of Dragons and Dragon-bloods, led by Dragon Lord Neo (yes I'm pretty sure the name is a Matrix reference – love the irony of it so much). Purple Blood's specialty was getting to "inheriting" Dragon powers via some very questionable blood transfusions and heart transplants. Nasty stuff. Neo's Attribute was time, or something quite similar to it, and he used his time powers to mess up Aipotu and the World Tree, intending to transfer himself and all his followers/slaves into a Virtual Reality the Hunters planned to make their own new world. Cale had to use Instant to defeat Neo, turning his own broken plate into dust and eating it to survive (VERY questionable method, Cale!!). Dragon Half-Blood also had to sacrifice himself so Cale set him up as an NPC in the Virtual World and he gets to be reborn from an egg as a legit Half-Dragon named Eden Miru. These has been the most recent events in the story (also Aipotu residents built Cale a church under Clopeh and named it Five Colored Light religion HAHAHAHA). Speaking of Virtual Reality…

Transparent Bloods; residents of Earth 3 – the world where Anh Roh Man lives, the guy who made Alberu's Taerang; leader unknown so far. Apparently ARM's parents are the one who made the Virtual Reality, and the Hunters bought/stole it (and named it "Raising My Very Own Precious Omnipotent God!"??? Which is just hilarious…) So the game wasn't originally designed by them. That matters a lot, because it seems like not only VR is sentient like every other world so far, it has even created an AI specifically against the Hunters and their influence. It seems that VR is, in fact, a real world, capable of containing real people and their souls. So Cale will definitely be heading there next to save it from Transparent Bloods. But before we get to them…

Five-Colored Bloods; no apparent residence, but I have a suspicion… We found out very recently their leader is called the "Wanderer King". Which just screams to me of the whole "Mercenary King" invented by the White Star – the exact same brand of arrogance, really. Their specialty seems to be collecting and transferring power; that's how Dragon Lord Neo was able to get so much power to influence an entire world and the World Tree. They will be a pain to deal with, because they seem to be allied both with certain gods and demons. Which is why, btw, in the most recent chapters Cale went to the freaking Demon Realm. But more on that in a bit~!

White Bloods; all we know about them is from Choi Jung Gun in Sealed God's Temple Test of Sloth. To directly quote him, "The White Blood family betrayed the Hunters and escaped!" (chapter 730) – which I actually mixed up in the past, my bad; I thought it was the Red Blood family that betrayed them and escaped. Speaking of which:

Red Bloods; also known as Thames, last known member being Jour Thames (or is it Drew Thames in the EAP translation? Whatever, I prefer Jour…) and the "Fake Hilsman" who stole Cale's retirement fund. Judging from Jour mentioning her brother when Cale got the Annual Rings of Life Ancient Power, I think it's safe to assume it's that guy. CJG said to Cale that " The Red Blood family perished a long time ago", but he also said that "The Red Blood did not perish", so I think they also betrayed the Hunters and faked their death.

If you're still with me after ALL of that exposition, let me now actually address the actual question: the gods involved in the plot of in Part 2.

There are 5 gods we must talk about, and why I need the Hunter families context first will become clear in a moment.

God of Balance; apparently female, wears heels, and approaches people from behind for intimidation. I'd call her the "gentle in disposition yet extremely scary" grandma type. Basically forcefully summoned Cale to meet her after defeating the Blue Bloods on Central Plains (Cale did not see her face) and told/threatened Cale that he should become a god. One of the "Five Ancient Gods", which seem to be one of the if not THE oldest Gods around who did not retire yet for some reason. Seems like a real piece of work, though doesn't seem evil? More like a strict law enforced or corrupt politician. She did beat up the God of Death over giving Cale the dimension-transporting mirror Divine Item that one time. She also wrote a rulebook on universal balance, apparently. That's why most of Cales powers were sealed and weakened during the Central Plains arc.

God of Hope; I don't believe their gender was ever specified. I think some people assume she's female too, but I found no evidence for it so far? I might be wrong. Anyway – thanks to them visiting Cale to "scare away" the God of Balance, we got tons of info. The God of Hope said: "Including Balance, Chaos, and I, there are a total of five Ancient Gods. We have continued to protect these seats without ever handing it over to another existence. My my, we are all quite greedy. We all desire power as well." So the five Ancient Gods seem to be Balance, Chaos, Hope, and I think the last two are Fate and Blue Wolf? [EDIT: The last two were revealed to be Justice and Injustice in the most recent chapter. My mistake!] Anyway – the God of Hope is sometimes stronger than Balance and that pisses her off. They seem to be one of the most reasonable gods we've met so far, not only admitting that they did not wish to become a god at all but were forced to, but also sincerely cheering on Cale's dream, explaining that Balance wanted Cale to replace Hope and be her lackey. No thanks, Balance, that's never gonna happen. …I mean Cale might still end up a god, with how things are going, but. Definitely not working for Balance.

Blue Wolf; I'm also unsure if the gender ever got specified, though I got the impression that they're probably male so far? In any case, they showed up during the battle on Aipotu. One of the evil Hunter Dragons tried to summon them with a corrupt Divine Item and Lock ended up swallowing a blue flame (yes it was exactly as weird as it sounds). They seem to be the reason why Beast People are able to control their Berserk Transformations at all? Which is quite interesting. Little to no depth on this god's character so far, though, except for apparently liking Lock and making him a successor of some kind.

God of Chaos; we found out a couple of things about them so far in the Aipotu arc. One, their followers are complete freaks; like, Shou Tucker from Fullmetal Alchemist level of messed up.  Their followers experiment on people AND themselves, like re-sewing limbs and creating chimeras (which explains lots of Hunter experiments honestly). Two, their representatives are able to use some weird similar-to-Dominating-Aura power which involves creepy Eldritch Horror Eyes? And Cale's gonna try and replicate that with the Donating Aura himself?? Well okay then…? Three, that god's power seems to be characterized by grey color (Dragon Lord Neo intended to use grey stuff to kill Aipotu with. Also worth mentioning; Choi Jung Gun apparently got poisoned by it, so now he's unconscious, slowly turning gray and dying. We'll see if Cale finds a way to save him.) Which – plot twist!! Actually came up in Part 1!! Looks like Sky Eating Water herself was subdued by that very god's power?! Together with God of War, no less, which brings us to the final god on the list…

God of War; turns out they're a double agent, if not a triple agent!! It's quite difficult to figure out what their deal is. Before, I kinda assumed they had to have some good intentions, because they helped created shelters and Cotton was their Holy Maiden and stuff. But nope. God of War is either working FOR or WITH the Hunters, although I'm inclined to think the latter. There seems to be something going behind the scenes, some personal agenda we don't know of yet? We know from Part 1 that God of War gave the people of the north a river, which the Sekka family hoarded selfishly for themselves, turning it into a lake. The God of War emptied the lake in retribution and sent a Divine Item that was a watering can full of fury. However – despite apparently all that good stuff and "breaking the slave chains" from Sky Eater Water, they also forced her to work for them as a Judge, which she hated so much she ran off. We now found out in Part 2 that God of War must have wanted to control Sky Eating Water, because she was so powerful she probably could have defeated the Ancient White Star by herself!! So, God of War teamed up with God of Chaos and chained her down in the lake in the Eastern Continent where Cale eventually got the Ancient Power from. A tragic end for her, but shows how merciless God of War was for his very own chosen one, in the end. God of War was also involved in giving Neo the knowledge on how to control Aipotu's power and the World Tree. There seems to be a lot more going on with the God of War we EVER knew, and the fact that the grey color has been set up back when Cale got Sky Eating water is straight up thrilling for me. I can't wait to find out more!!

So we finally covered all the Hunters and all the gods so far – goodness I'm sorry there's so much, but in my defense, that's about 300 chapters of context for it.

I roughly covered what happened so far through the two lists, but I'll add a few more things:

Cale defeated 3 out of 5 Hunter families so far: Black, Blue and Purple (like beating someone up and leaving colored bruises lol), with Transparent and Five Colors left. Also the ever-mysterious Hunter Leader called "The King's Successor", no idea if that's the Wanderer King or not, but I kind of doubt it. We'll see… (I also totally hope Cale kicks the a** of the God of Chaos, because they're a creep and deserve to burn in hell)

There seems to be another faction aside from Hunters & their supporters, or anti-Hunter gods like God of Death and non-affiliated people – there's a group called "Arbitrators" (raw translation, EAP did not get so far yet), which include Demons?? We don't know what their exact deal is yet, they seem to be about specific Divine/Demonic politics maybe? And Cotton is one of them because she turned her back on God of War?? And now Cale is in the Demon Realm, meeting a middle-aged demon princess named Aurora (whose father got dethroned and another guy took his place so Cale's probably gonna dethrone yet another monarch soon), and it turns out that the Arbitrators are totally BROKE, which kinda explains why Fake Hilsman stole Cale's money if he's one of them… Now Cale is scared because they want him to sponsor them HAHAHA – Alberu is gonna love the irony

No Cale did not officially adopt more kids sadly, but there's been some adorable kid characters showing up, and there's DEFINITELY a ton of new loyal Caleism followers – much to Cale's despair, as they're starting to worship him across dimensions… And with the Virtual Reality apparently being able to connect worlds, it's only the matter of time before Cale's slacker life is utterly screwed by multi-dimensional religion starring him as their Lord and Savior LOL

…So anyway, I hope it's what you've been asking for? Thank for reading this freakishly long post about my rambling on Part 2!

[sangre-luz]

Reference sheets for the Mystery Twins in my evil Ford AU, also now known as Malum!AU

More information about AU below

My evil Ford AU, which I referenced in one of my last posts, is an AU where Stanford actually succeeds in building the portal despite Fiddleford’s warnings. Bill manages to manipulate Ford into continuing the portal, as Canon!Bill tried, except this time Bill manages to succeed and creates a streak of vengeance within Ford, built by his muse. As a result, Weirdmageddon happens much earlier than canon. Bill, delighted by Ford’s help and endeavors to rule the entire universe, gives Ford god-like powers and protection of his family. I call this AU the Malum!AU.

Ford still sends the postcard to Stanley right before Bill begins terrorizing the rest of the world outside Gravity Falls. When Stanley does come, the two of them begin to argue because Stanley refuses to join Ford, and thinks that Bill has corrupted his twin brother’s mind and has made him power hungry— especially for vengeance. He does not understand why Ford would trust a demon who wants to potentially commit mass genocide and ruin their world. Ford wanted to protect Stanley in the first place, but when Stanley refuses to enjoy the fruits of Ford’s labor, Bill recounts his deal with Ford on protecting his family. The only way to force Stanley to be with Ford in Gravity Falls while simultaneously being out of harms way was to trap him in a bubble, much like Canon!Mabel but under extremely different circumstances.

Bill does trap Stanley in the bubble, which Ford hesitantly approves. They are separated for 30 years this way, but Ford convinced himself that it is a good thing: Stanley is out of harms way, does not argue against Bill (which he definitely would, and things would get nasty) and is also safe and happy. For a while, at least.

The bubble is also a way for Bill to watch Stanley as well. Not because he cares, but keeping Stanley in the bubble means keeping him away from Bill himself. In my AU, the zodiac would work against Bill. So if he does get betrayed, there is no way to actually utilize the Zodiac. Malum!Bill has also looked at various dimensions, and in almost all of them, Stanley defeats him. It is safe to say that the biggest threats to Bill are officially neutralized.

So yadda yadda, Bill gets the equation because Ford willingly gives it to him and continues to unleash Weirdmageddon on the rest of the world. A dimension conquered.

30 years later the twins come up. The Pines Family is especially protected and Dipper and Mabel grow up safely in Piedmont, although their personalities are largely the same, they have grown accustomed to the oddities of their world. The twins are sent that summer to Gravity Falls, yadda yadda, essentially Gravity Falls is the only safe place in the entire world besides where the Pines family resides. It is “normal” in the way the sky isn’t red and people aren’t starving from an apocalypse, as Ford had made a deal with Bill to protect his family and the town of Gravity Falls which he had grown close to.

Dipper and Mabel are given new forms and abilities by their dear “Grunkle Bill,” and are not entirely sure how to react to the triangle who has caused so much demise. Nevertheless they do warm up to their Grunkle Ford, and shenanigans ensue as the twins explore the town just as canon. Although, both twins are very skeptical on Bill himself as well as his relationship with their Grunkle Ford.

I want to talk more about Dipper and Mabel on a separate post since this has gotten pretty long, so stay tuned for that. Also my brain is half empty right now lol

[mauesartetc]

Faux-compositing Hazbin Hotel for more visual clarity

A while back I recolored a screenshot from the Hazbin Hotel pilot to make the overall palette look more cohesive. Here’s the original:

And here’s the result.

And I figure, hey, that was fun, and folks (myself included) seemed to learn from it. Why not make some more? If you subscribe to the “every frame a painting” philosophy, this is the post for you.

I’ve always had two criticisms regarding Hazbin’s colors:

1. There’s entirely too much red in the environment. I know it’s Hell, but this is really overbearing. There are ways to make the setting feel oppressive other than bombarding viewers’ eyes, y’know?

2. The background characters have so many disparate palettes that they don’t feel like they belong in the setting. This could’ve been avoided by giving the fans who designed the characters a master palette to use as a guideline. Here’s the one I used for my hellhound designs:

It contains colors derived from canon Helluva Boss characters, which makes the new ones feel like they fit in the same world rather than hailing from completely different shows. For the faux-composite above, I sampled colors from Charlie and the background, and used them to rework the surrounding characters. For other shots, though, I may use the hellhound palette as needed since Helluva Boss is set in the same universe.

Let’s get to it!

To start with, there’s a lot going on in this scene. We have a detailed foreground character, a detailed background, and a middle ground character caught between them. In the left side of the frame, it’s hard to read the wolfman’s silhouette against the background elements since their values are so similar. Meanwhile, the cowboy stands out fine for the most part, though his hat brim gets a bit lost in the trim of the building behind him. So basically I needed a way to make all three layers look distinct from one another.

I settled on cloaking most of the background in shadow and doing the same for the cowboy, except for rim lighting and a glow from his cigarette to highlight his face. The wolfman and cart full of bodies have minimal shading; enough to give them some dimension but not so much that they blend in with everything behind them.

We then have more background characters to deal with at the news station:

In these cases, I simply painted over the crowd with purple on a couple Multiply layers (same as my initial recolor of these folks), erasing bits here and there to suggest rim lighting and glowing eyes. Charlie’s silhouette stands out much more clearly now that the heightened value contrast has cemented her as the focus.

I tried a similar approach with the demons outside the TV store:

While there was never any doubt that Alastor was the focal point here, I felt the ancillary characters’ color schemes could be more unified, and that their shading could reflect the light sources surrounding them (mainly the TVs in front of them, and the fire surrounding the horned skull demon). I also felt the wall on the right was blending in too much with the background, so I threw on some shading to make it pop.

Now we get to Charlie’s phone call:

I found it odd that the stained glass in the doors was illuminated from the inside when the previous scenes showed us that the hotel was dark. We did see a check-in desk with functional lights, but it was located waaaay down the hall from these doors. Thus, the glass is now in shadow, with some added texture on the edges to suggest its thickness.

Charlie is now also covered in shadow to fit the gloomy mood of the scene, though the rim lighting and her unshaded eyes keep her separate from the background.

Finally, the skyscraper windows in the second screenshot were way too bright, which gave them a contrast that drew attention away from Charlie. It’s never a good sign when animation backgrounds upstage the characters. So I slapped some color on them and shaded that front row of buildings to boost the overall gloom factor.

Then, Alastor arrives:

Given the darkness of the previous scene in the same location, I figured it’d make sense to kill the lights in the awning for this one. And now that most of the hotel is in shadow, Charlie and Alastor stand out a lot more (especially Alastor’s hand, which was practically invisible against the red wall). It really helps that the saturated yellow of the awning is toned down so it won’t be such an eye trap any longer.

Alastor makes himself at home:

...And the hyper-detailed background threatens to swallow him up.

Look, guys- I get that you’re proud of your rendering skills and all, and it’s admirable that you put so much love and care into these layouts. But, y’know, we don’t have to see the whole thing, especially not at the cost of the final frame. The portraits and wallpaper are especially distracting, battling Alastor for visual dominance. A little shading ensures Alastor is the focus without obscuring the portraits completely. Let ‘em be fun Easter eggs fans can study when they pause the video, not the stars of the show.

Alastor then regards the two grumps on the couch:

There was a noticeable lack of shading in this scene (except the default shadows on what I’m guessing were 3D models), making everything look flat. With the help of my good friend the Multiply layer, I gave the background some dimension and brought the characters forward.

Vaggie warns Charlie that Alastor is bad news, and Charlie takes it into consideration:

Again, we have the issue of background portraits attempting to steal the characters’ thunder. In the second screenshot, look at how much those bright greens and cyans stick out like a sore thumb against the dusky pink of everything else. Was it really necessary to keep all the colors of that illustration exactly how they were for the final product?

To remedy this, I desaturated the portrait’s colors and skewed them towards red so the image would better fit the context of the scene. And parts of the picture frame next to it were blending into the wall, so I added some shading there to make it stand out more.

Sometimes, changes made to a confined area can make a world of difference:

I muted the bright greens of the balloon and the flag so their saturation wouldn’t dominate everything else in the scene (again, eye traps), and shaded the stuff behind Alastor so his side of the frame wouldn’t look so busy.

I used similar tactics for when Niffty enters the picture:

For the first screenshot, I plunged the left side of the background into darkness, shaded the center with mainly lighter colors, and left the right side alone since that’s where the light emanated from. This resulted in a sort of gradient effect in the shading, which let Alastor and Niffty pop out a lot more.

In the second screenshot, the vase on the right was a bit distracting in how detailed it was compared to its surroundings, and it was the only pink thing in the frame besides Niffty. I shaded it so it wouldn’t steal the spotlight without disappearing completely. There was also the matter of adding shadows to the rest of the environment, particularly the stretch of hearth the firelight doesn’t touch, and the skeletons on either side of the furnace’s opening. Just some little touches to help the world feel more solid.

Then we meet Husk, and things get tricky.

Husk’s bar was a challenge due to its plethora of light sources. The green rim lights on Husk and Alastor suggest the light’s coming from the green blackjack table, but then we also have light coming through the window, lights in the sockets of the skulls above the bar, a yellow glow from the top of the bar itself, and a faint green glow from the top edges of the wooden wall. And in the third screenshot, the window grabs a lot of attention since it’s almost smack in the center of the frame and it sports some pretty saturated colors.

I did my best to shade things in a believable manner without using too much of a single color. I’m happy with how the purple worked to tone down the window, though I might change the brightness of the blackjack table. It’s still pretty saturated and a bit distracting from Husk and Alastor, though at least they stand out from the wall a bit better.

Now for the part where things get PINK:

Like wow, SO much pink. Holy hell.

I layered some yellow over Charlie and Alastor’s faces, bodies, and limbs so they’d be more discernible from the background, with extra emphasis on their faces to show just how enraptured they are during this musical number. I even left some glow in the negative space between them, representing how connected they are in this moment. Two auras become one. Or something. (Look, I am by NO means a Charlastor shipper; I just think a little more creativity in the visuals of a dance scene could convey more energy and chemistry between the partners. Especially when everything on screen is this monochromatic, like damn.)

Anyway, Sir Pent is here.

That blue in the tunnel of his airship was WAY saturated, and while the reds and yellows barely managed to pop out against it, I thought I’d give them more of a fighting chance. The body of the ship is also more consistently shaded to make it feel 3D, and I added some rim lights to the tips of Pent’s hood so they’d stand out against the dark tunnel.

But Alastor’s eldritch horrors dispose of Pent in pretty short order:

The extremely light glow on the left side of this screenshot caused the hotel to compete with the tentacles for dominance. And once again, there was the matter of the skyscraper windows being so bright they drew too much attention to themselves. I colored these windows with the same orange as the sky behind them, cloaked the hotel in shadow, kept a yellowish glow around the characters, and darkened the evil spirits to make them pop out.

Finally, we get the characters’ reactions to what just occurred:

Figured I’d handle both the normal lighting and the “horror” lighting for this scene. The normal version’s pretty simple: Color in more skyscraper windows, eliminate that weird ray of light that seems to come from nowhere, darken the top of the sky for more contrast with the characters, add some rim lights to Alastor to make his form more clearly defined, and remove the pentagram planet-thingy that looked like it was awkwardly resting on Husk’s hat.

The horror lighting involved some of the same steps, but with more addition than subtraction. The glow from the tentacle demons now hits our characters, lending them a greater sense of volume. Light purple shadows on the gang in the back offset the yellow glow, and Alastor now sports reflections in his shaded areas. There’s no character animation in the transition between the terror and the levity, so if a person wanted to paint this stuff in After Effects, then fade out its opacity to reach the regular lighting, they easily could. Hell, you know what?

Do with this information what you will.

So what’s the takeaway here? I guess, in a nutshell: Don’t let your animation backgrounds upstage the characters. Don’t make them so intricate or busy or saturated that they hog the spotlight. They don’t need to wow the audience with how impressive they are; they just need to serve the story.

Will the Hazbin series learn from past mistakes (including those made in Helluva Boss)? Fingers crossed. As always, I hope y’all found this post insightful or enlightening in some way. See you in the next one!

[btower3689]

Entities within the World.

This is a non exhaustive list of some of the entities that exist within the story “You are Sheol”. All of these entities are inspired by figures in myths around the world, but are not exactly the same.

Chimeras

Chimeras are inexplicable creatures who defy the natural laws of death. Chimeras do not die when killed, rather, they reorganize their cells and reanimate as a different person with the same memories. Chimeras have the ability to influence the fabric of reality. Notoriously fragile, Chimeras are known to split into separate consciousnesses when severely injured to avoid reincarnation. Chimeras are the only entities observed in creation that are skilled at absorption. There are perfect and imperfect Chimera.

Higher Gods

Higher Gods are entities which exist in dimensions tens to hundreds of layers above ours. Because these entities are so incredibly complex, powerful, and dense, Higher Gods will split their consciousness among thousands of Angels who will all collectively carry out their will. This allows Higher Gods to interact with the universe in lower dimensions without destroying the fabric of everything. Every angel within a Higher God’s pantheon is literally a piece of that God. This means that in order to witness a Higher God, every single angel from its pantheon must be observed in a single realm.

The risk with splitting your consciousness among angels like this is that angels, while extremely disciplined, also have free will and can and occasionally do seek other Gods from other pantheons to work with. Likewise , Angels are known to disagree with each other very often, and conflicts between specific Angels mean the decimation of an entire pantheon.

Lower Gods

Lower Gods can be described as Gods whose consciousness can be contained within a single entity. Lower Gods do not split their consciousness among Angels and can operate completely independently. Daemons and Angels alike can become Lower Gods with enough Energy. Lower Gods are known to do magick with humans often. Lower Gods can take Angels and Daemons from other pantheons under their ray. Lower Gods can be worshiped. Lower Gods are not to be mistake for “lesser” gods.

Collective Angels

There are some pantheons that do not follow this traditional understanding of the hierarchy of Angels, some of which may be explored at different times. Our story is mainly centered around a Pre- Abrahamic understanding of the traditional hierarchy inspired by Summaria, Zoroastrianism, Canaanites and early Judaism with a dash of Christianity; however, this pantheon can be considered *somewhat* original as it does not strictly adhere to the beliefs of these faiths. Consider it an eclectic blend of all of these things.

Every Angel looks and behaves entirely uniquely, however, they all share the quality of being highly energetic, incredibly bright burning, intensely massive, lofty entities. Both Angels and Demons present in many forms including humanoid and anthropomorphic. Angels will appear as different sexes at different times. Their truest form is inconceivable to normal Humans.

Highest orders: Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones.

Middle orders: Dominions, Virtues, Powers.

Lowest orders: Principalities, Archangels, Angels.

(These directional descriptors do not at all reference power or importance, rather consider them explanations of how close or far away from Humanity each order is, with the highest being furthest away. Archangel Jophiel, for example, commands legions of Cherubim even though they are technically in a higher order than her)

Collective Angels work as a hive mind, though they do not all have the same thoughts or opinions. Any prayers made towards The Higher God or energy given is distributed evenly among every single collective Angel.

A Nega (Pronounced Negga)

A Nega ____ can be described as the inverse function of a celestial. Every celestial has an inverse counterpart. The Negas of the 72 Angels of Creation are the 72 Angels of Destruction. Negas also carry out the wills of their God and can be considered a part of the Collective Angels.

^ This song captures the vibes of Collective Angels well

Watchers

A class of Angels that were exiled for lusting after and procreating with Humans.

Nephilim

The unholy offspring of Watchers and Humans. Giants.

Daemons

The difference between Daemons and Angels is more political than physiological. There are many reasons why an Angel may radicalize and become a Daemon, however, the most common reason is a desire to operate as an individual rather than as a collective. Along with this many Daemons are not fond of the very strict contact rules with Humans that Angels must follow, and would like to do magick with them. “Daemon” is a self proclaimed title. Because Angels and Daemons cannot accept worship, the only time they are able to accept energy from a human as their own is through magical operations and offerings. After being cut from the collective pool of energy collective Angels share, many Daemons utilized magical contracts with Humans to stay self-sufficient.

Daemons are known to have better social skills with Humans than Angels. Daemons do not have Negas. Like Angels, Daemons are free will entities and may or may not be tolerant towards Humans.

^This song captures the vibes of Daemons well.

Djinni, Fairies, Natural Spirits

Human-like entities that existed before humanity. These entities have their own beliefs and religions. All of these living creatures have free will, eat, sleep, procreate, and die.

Thank you for reading! I think in my next posts I’ll explore the main characters of the story.

[raven0usravi0lii]

I did actually end up connecting gravity falls and slenderverse via the rifts previously mentioned.

lost legends takes place after weirdmageddon, and slenderman is In lost legends, so I can say maybe there was some sort of hole that opened up for it (unless it was already a regular?)

I know slenderman can move through dimensions and that riftlings do that too (including mr collector) (even though he's a hybrid) so??? maybe he could already get to it. anyway I'm not entirely sure where I was going with this.

maybe there's a connection (bridge? not sure what to call this, but caused by the aforementioned dimensional bleeding) to mlp and stuff cause of slenderhorse... also i like jeff and pinkamena being friends so naturally I'm going to find a way . but there's also a connection to deltarune through ice-e which I'm not getting into

i think the mansion is in the same vein(vane?) as the ark/candle verse and whatnot in that it's just a pocket dimension where nothing happens. I'm not sure if the members of the mansion age wihle inside of it. I think there would be physical differences like times passed (ie hair growing) but not really Getting Older?

also not sure if they were gathered from other universes. doubly not sure if hodek and woods are actually in the same universe or if that's something that happened because of dimensions clashing caused by slenderman.

im getting most of my information from various wikis and haven't gotten too into many slenderverse series which I really need to do for more information but so far this is what I got. Sorry if im not making sense its midnight.

I also didn't fully know zalgo and smile dog were associated with eachother? I figured because smile dog (like zalgo) can just cause people to go nuts but I didn't know they were like. Connected . they're both demons though :thumbsup:

I made a timeline once of the slenderverse & I made everything separate dimensions and then the creepypastas just one big circle that marble hornets was somehow connected to but I'm wondering if there's like a leak or something connecting the slenderverse to creepypastas In General. Maybe.

uhh bluhhh jeffs met zalgo, habit, slenderman knows jeff habit and zalgo, the observer knows slenderman, kris knows jeff, the collecitvbngnmmngn hnnnnnggg

does slenderman have proxies across dimensions. probably. do we know any

[whumping-valentine]

@augusnippets Day One: Brainwashing

I was originally planning on making these generic, nameless, whumpee/whumper things, but I thought it would be more fun to use my different characters. This was… MUCH harder than I thought it would be. Between picking the character and not trying to spoil something that actually happens in my series, it's a challenge in and of itself, nevermind the 31-day prompts! This was hard to plan out, I hope you like them, and I hope you'll like this glance into my broader book universe AKA my entire life lol

I've been procrastinating all day, but here it is! I feel like most people have these all ready in advance, but I'm writing these one day at a time just like god intended. Alright, enough yapping.

Content: (Implied) brainwashing and propaganda, fantasy racism.

Characters used: Misty (angel) and Jackson (demon)

These are pretty much exclusively for myself, but if you enjoy them that's cool, too! I just wanna challenge myself with writing my different characters every day.

Also sorry if the writing is bad, I wrote this in 20 minutes at 11 PM, lol. I'm jus' goin' with it, man.

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"Do you have to bother me?" Jackson exasperated. "Do you not have anything better to do with your time?"

Misty straightened herself, "Do I have to bother you?" She scoffed, "Is that what you think this is? Am I a mild annoyance to you?"

"You are, yeah. Now, your mother, that's someone I would take seriously. But you're just a little girl who's been fed so much propaganda that she thinks what she's doing isn't crazy."

"Little girl?" She took offence, "We're the same age! Don't- don't you dare condescend me!"

"If me being slightly rude to you is the worst thing that's ever happened in your privileged life then you're doing pretty good." Misty was about to reply, but Jackson continued, "I'm sure Heaven isn't all it's cut out to be, really. There are so many different dimensions and planets in our world, what makes you think yours is the sole paradise? All of that brainwashing propaganda they feed you? That they feed the humans while they're still on Earth? Does it make you happy to stomp on creatures who don't have the same privilege you do? Does it make you proud, Princess?"

"No, see this is what you demons do. You lie, you trick, you steal, all for your own gain. You don't care about humans, don't act like you do. As Princess of Angels it is my job to keep them safe. Me, my family, and all of the other higher angels stress by the day. I am not the highest authority, I will admit. I would never place myself to the same level as the Virtues, Thrones, or Seraphim. I am merely an Archangel who looks after humans."

"That's a whole lot of yapping to say fucking nothing. Really though, you should consider yourself lucky. You have an entire team of angels to help you. You know what my job as Prince entails? Making sure that all of Hell doesn't literally fucking escape! Do you think we ALL want this shit? You think we're all evil just because our magic is different than yours? Because we look different? Because we live somewhere you deem unholy?"

"You're lying."

"Is that your only retort? That we lie? Because the only people that I see lying are angels."

"Angels would never lie, that's a sin."

"Well then your people are the biggest sinners I know." He said, "And, honestly, Misty... If you really want to do good in this world, you should look out for all of your souls. It just so happens some are suffering in Hell."

"Why should I care about them? They made their choice while they were on Earth."

"And what about all of the non-humans who were sent there as a form of punishment?"

Misty rolled her eyes, "That doesn't happen!"

"Really? It doesn't? How would you know, did your family tell you that, too? Look, one of us here is the demon prince who has seen this stuff first hand, and the other is a sheltered angel princess who's rarely left the safety of paradise. I bet you don't even know what happens in Hell. I bet they tell you it's all fun and games down there, don't they?"

"Of course not, Hell is supposed to be a punishment."

"Then what kind of punishments are happening in Hell?"

Misty was silent.

Jackson spoke darkly, "Do you want me to tell you?"

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This wasn't very whumpy but hey, I still followed the prompt! I think it's quite fun to take a prompt and spin it a bunch. It makes things more creative and diverse. The whump is more so implied in this one.

Also I don't think this is technically canon to my series because I'm not sure when this conversation takes place. It would have to be while they're really young because Misty has always been more of a rebel teen, but the dialogue isn't exactly childish. Oh well, it's fun to write random stuff without worrying about actual canon to its fullest. This is slightly out-of-character for the both of them but not enough that it's weird.

Also it is like almost midnight that's how much I've procrastinated lol. Good night

[pfffsfic]

Post-Fall Falls False Starts- Chapter 2: Nightmare Fuel

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His first two thoughts on the back of the red van were wordless, pure emotional bursts that he couldn't have described eloquently with a million years to think about it. Anyone trying to simplify those feelings must first acknowledge that no set of words can ever be exactly equivalent to those sorts of unfiltered emotions, and approach the task with that in mind.

The first one was roughly, "Heh heh, pretty clever of me, huh?"

The second one was roughly, "OUCH!"

The universe tore up around him, he hung on for dear life, and his knuckles went white with exertion at about the same time his vision went white from overstimulation. It had been a few seconds- or a few hours, or a few millennia- when he realized how tight his grip was, how much his fingers ached, and how much longer he could hold on- only a few seconds. Hoping desperately that the stillness around him was real stillness and not the product of his fragile polygonal brain shutting down in the face of incomprehensible speeds, he let go and tumbled down onto what felt almost like asphalt, but more alive. He opened his eye. There was another eye staring back at him from the ground.

"Agh-!"

He stood up involuntarily on shaky legs, wringing his hands, adjusting to the feeling of being on solid ground once again. It was solid ground! And the sky wasn't TV static! It was... reddish-pink in some parts and orange, like the color of fire, in others. Another universe, surely, and one where the ground had a heartbeat. Or had that been his own heartbeat playing loudly in his head? He reached down and felt the warm blacktop beneath him. No, it really was pulsating- besides, he hadn't had a heartbeat since the day of his disfigurement. Was this place alive? That explained the eye. That also explained the small mouth he now noticed a couple of feet from him, and the pair of noses growing from the ground several feet beyond that. This place had a lot of orifices, and though he knew it wasn't too different from the faces that adorned many of Elmore's objects, he still found himself averting his gaze.

He turned his attention away from the ground and the sky to check out what was in between them and found a sight both familiar and unsettling: a gas station! Its name: Gas Giant. Its logo: A star with a big red X through it. The exterior was almost fleshy. Everything here was either almost fleshy or entirely fleshy. No way could he stay here, but that was alright, all he had to do was hang on again when the shopkeeper left. All he had to do was go through that vertigo-inducing nightmare of an experience a third time. "Toughen up, stupid, you're almost to safety," said the little demon version of himself on his right shoulder. "Maybe you should run for the hills and stay in this dimension," said the other little demon on his left shoulder, who really should have been an angel, right? Why were both of them demons? Because he was evil? What did that say about his mental state? Oh, well, it was just a creative visualization of his subconscious, and that meant he could reach up with both hands and crush them into dust. He took great pleasure in doing so a few seconds later.

A grotesque, four-armed monster with an eye where its mouth should have been left the convenience store portion of the station with a shopping bag in his telekinetic grasp. It was followed by a more humanoid armless being who glowed white and had an electrical socket-shaped face. In other words, nothing too out of the ordinary. It was much more concerning for Rob to see the shopkeeper, who stood taller than he imagined and wore a black hood that made him look like a cultist, leaving the store with a party-sized bag of chips and a gaze that could fall on him any moment! He ducked behind the van, mind racing. This was bad. He couldn't be found out, not now! Not so close to salvation, to starting over. What had his plan been? How had this ever seemed foolproof? He scouted out a path away from the van and realized to his horror that there was a sheer drop on the horizon. This was a floating island. It was far too large to see what exactly was beneath, but he also had no time to run to the edge and find out. There was nowhere to hide.

Rob steeled himself and decided not to try.

He stood next to the van, looked down at an invisible watch, leaned one elbow on the hood of the van all cool-like, and glanced up for just a second to meet the left eye of the shopkeeper as he returned from his snack run- meeting both eyes had always been a challenge for him, of course.

"Hey there, man," said Rob, voice faltering ever so slightly. For a long while, it seemed like he wasn't going to get a reaction.

Before he received any kind of verbal response, his arm was grabbed, the door was opened, and he was painfully yanked into the shadowy store within once again. The shopkeeper's shoulders slumped and he let out a loud, vulnerable sigh as his silhouette faded into the darkness.

"How did you follow me? Did you steal something back there when you tried to attack me? A portal replicator, perhaps, or one of those keychains that links your soul to the first person you inflict pain upon?"

"No! No. I just held onto the back."

"You-"

The shopkeeper slapped his knee, or at least that's what it sounded like. He laughed! Hard. And then he glared disapprovingly.

"You've got to be messing with me," he said, sounding defeated. "It was really that simple? I'll have to remember to install barbed wire on the back door."

"You were about to leave me in that crumbling static wasteland. You would have done the same if it had been you out there!"

"Why would I have hung onto the back of my own van?"

"I don't- I mean- It's a hypothetical, okay?"

The shopkeeper ate some chips sorrowfully. There was a loud crunching noise, and Rob pondered his lack of a visible mouth, but decided it would be rude to ask his potential ticket out of here about the details of his strange shadow man anatomy. Finally, the crunching slowed, the van- which had been slowly moving- came to a halt, and the shopkeeper opened the doors again.

"No, no, no, wait! Please! Don't leave me here-"

"Go fill up the tank."

Rob gulped, wondering whether this was the mercy it appeared to be.

"Is this- is this goodbye? After I'm done, are you just gonna-"

"Come back after you've filled the van up and we can talk."

He nodded wordlessly and made his way to the pump. The hose also felt alive, but he pretended it was just the diesel coursing through and the idea calmed his nerves a little. As the tank filled up, his emotional state changed, but he found that he couldn't tell whether he was getting more anxious or less, much to his discontent. The machine beeped, the flow stopped (though the pulsating of the hose didn't), and a gaping maw opened up in the fueling station where a card reader might have been. A shadowy hand tapped him on the shoulder and passed him a small velvet sachet that he quickly emptied into the hole, flinching and stepping back when he realized the bag was full of teeth.

"Will the place we're going be as freaky as this place? For that matter, what is this place?" Rob asked, head in his hands, sitting on the floor of the van a few moments later.

"A dimension with no rules and cheap fuels," said the shopkeeper in response. He shrugged. "And, no. Where we're going-"

"Where we're going? So that means I'm coming with you, then! Why didn't you say so earlier? I was so worried, and surely you could have seen that!"

"Don't test my patience, young man. I'm taking you along on a one-way trip, free of charge, out of the kindness of my heart."

"And where was the kindness of your heart back when-"

"I said not to test my patience!"

"Fine, fine. Tell me about where we're headed."

The van pulled out. It was far easier to stomach the feeling when you were inside of it rather than hanging onto the back for dear life, Rob found. How different would his new home- he had taken to thinking of it as a home already- be from his original home? Would there be buses there to ride? Coffee to drink? It seemed like the shopkeeper wasn't about to answer for several long moments, but he piped up with perhaps the least helpful piece of information possible.

"It's a place where you never have to pump your own gas."

"So, are we talking some sort of sci-fi future dimension, or...?"

"No, no, they've just got attendants! It's not the future."

"Does this place we're going have a name? Would I have even heard of it?"

"Perhaps. Well, if I'm being honest, definitely. It's called Oregon."

"Huh? But- I thought you said we were going to another dimension."

"We are."

The all-too-familiar feeling of the universe tearing up erupted around them for just a moment and then, though it wasn't visible from the store, a road stretched out before the driver, and the first vestiges of daylight spilled up over the silhouette of a dark forest into a starry night sky.

[alexanderlightweight]

oooh! wednesday prompt time!! I would love to read your take one a timetravel fic! You know, like either one or both of malec traveling back in time to fix something or Alec traveling back to some point in Magnus' past. I don't really care either which way, just want to read what you'd make of this ^_^ 🖤

I love timetravel fics! Hope you enjoy!

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“You can’t expect me to leave you.” Alec begs and he feels like he’s trying to catch falling stars, for all the success he’s having.

“Magnus you have to be selfish. Please be selfish. For my sake.”

“Oh darling, my Alexander. I’m not sure you’ll forgive me for this. But I can’t bear to lose you. Find me, I’ll always keep you safe.”

And then time is warping around him and Alec is staggering out of a spinning vortex and into another battlefield.

Alec stabs through two shadowhunters and a demon and then glowers at the sky as he dumps their bodies on the ground.

Alec doesn’t think he’s ever been so wounded or betrayed before.

He’s disconnected, the part of him that is always tied to Magnus feels cut and fraying, as though it’s adrift.

And then it clicks into place. That part of Alec that only exists for Magnus and Alec can’t handle how far they suddenly are from each other.

“You’re not—“ Alec stops, head suddenly foggy and confused. “Magnus what happened?” He finds himself slurring and then he’s swaying, angling his body towards Magnus’.

Alec only knows that his entire body relaxes at the touch of familiar magic. It’s over eager when it realizes how welcoming Alec is, how he is a willing vessel for Magnus' powers.

And Magnus is looking at him in shock. Like Alec has surprised him again and Alec wonders if it’s his new jacket.

“You changed your hair.” Alec manages to gasp put, he’s on the ground now and Magnus is holding him together

“Magnus, why is your hair different?” Alec manages to ask because it feels important and a hand is cupping his jaw, the wrong side of too-tight.

It’s both unfamiliar and comforting because Alec knows this is Magnus.

“Magnus,” he asks, looking up and smiling softly when the glamor drops and he’s blessed with gold.

Magnus is looking at him in something close to awe and Alec doesn’t understand. Magnus knows he is the world to Alec so why…

And Alec, Alec feels the universe shatter around him.

“Send me back to him, please.” Alec begs, reaching out and offering a bloody, smeared palm. “Please, take itC all of it. Send me back to him. Even if its ash, send me back.”

And Magnus stares down at the tangle of fate lines cupped in his palm.

Magnus doesn’t know what went wrong, just that another version of himself risked and destroyed everything, to keep this single shadowhunter alive.

A man who looks at Magnus like he causes the sun to rise and set and Magnus can see why another version of him chose how he did.

And Magnus knows that another version of himself sent their heart across dimensions, intending for another, just as selfish version of himself to find and keep their young lover.

“So you’d leave? And make me exist alone, wondering when I’d eventually meet you? If I ever would?” Magnus asks because he’s going to do as another version of himself asked. He’s going to keep his shadowhunter close and protected and Magnus is not going to let the same fate happen twice.

“You don’t know me.” His boy pleads, looking up with desperation and Magnus shakes his head and holds out a hand, magic pooling in his palm.

“Take my hand and look me in the eye and you try to lie to me, Alexander. What do I need to know, beyond that you’re mine?”

Magnus is treated to a shocked, hyperventilating gasp and then he’s pulling his shadowhunter close and eyeing the portal that Alexander fell through and was used to summon Magnus.

Hands cling to him like they were made to hold onto him and Magnus gives a soft croon and opens a new portal.

“I’ll keep you safe.” Magnus promises and he feels cracked open and like he’s finally full. “This world won’t touch us, either of us.”

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond! Cast: The Funkin' Crew

Origin: Friday Night Funkin' (most of the group); VS Sky (basis for ErrorSky)

"Benjamin Miku here! Let's get into action!" - Benjamin Miku/Boyfriend

"Aww, yeah! That's how you do it!" - Grace Dearest/Girlfriend

"I already lost one iteration of my best friends, and I'm not going to let another meet that same fate." - Pico N. Grounds

"It makes no sense for me to be held by the shackles of my past. I have friends who need me in the present AND the future!" - ErrorSky

The gang from Philadelphia; an aspiring music artist, a daughter to a demon family, a ginger-haired bounty hunter, and a fangirl of the formermost. Each of them have had their major points in history, and here in IAB! is no different. However, these aren't entirely the same Boyfriend, Girlfriend, Pico and Sky fans have grown to appreciate over the years. This story focuses on an entirely new group.

The important point that kickstarted their new story was the events of Mario's Madness, which led to the deaths of Boyfriend and Girlfriend at the hands of Ultra M, and Pico being stuck wandering in the haunted cartridge until he came across some strange being that reset the ENTIRE FNF universe and created a new iteration; Dimension FNF-NEW-2023.

Right away, there are some changes; the counterparts of Boyfriend and Girlfriend are vastly different, being dubbed "Benjamin" and "Grace" respectively, and it's through this that gives Pico a new connection to them. He just wanted them to be together in this timeline, too, and cared very much about their wellbeing. Granted, Benjamin did date Pico for a bit during high school, though they broke up for Ben's safety after the school shooting.

Speaking of that attack, Pico had remembered meeting his counterpart from Dimension DS-2022, and took a hint from him; he went straight for Cassandra to ensure lives could be saved from the shooting, and thanks to that, Pico had less of an interest in professional work than he once did. As it happened, he was the only one whose memories remained intact after the big reset.

In this universe, quite a bit had changed. Benjamin and Grace were both instead high-school students, and though Benjamin lacked the very high levels of bravery his original self did, he's still done his best to tackle the challenges laid before him. He's also more careful around asking people to sing with him, and holds off if that person isn't in the mood for it.

Benjamin and Grace's families were also bigger in this new universe. Taking a page from MizanPloz's Genderswaps mod and other mods, their families include parents (fresh ones in Ben's case), siblings (including their younger "genderswap" counterparts, Kaity and Chris) and cousins. And the two even made new friends out of those they had singing matches with, which Pico really enjoyed seeing.

As for ErrorSky, she ended up coming into the new universe as an accidental anomaly, and found herself admiring Benjamin like most iterations of Sky would admire their Boyfriends. Predictably, it backfired in her face, but she came out of it not wanting to intrude on Benjamin's love life. Unfortunately, she became a prime target for the monster known as Toxinfect, but with help from one of the other victims of his wrath, she overcame the monster and guaranteed her escape, even reconciling with Benjamin and Grace afterwards.

During that same time, the Corruption struck Philly, courtesy of the Lemon Demon, though it lasted two weeks in total, and unfortunately for the Monster, it grew in sentience and soon betrayed him. Thankfully, Benjamin, Grace, Pico and their companions were all able to fight off the virus and get rid of it, alongside killing the Harvester. And better still, they got on Daniel Dearest's good side permanently thanks to this. If Agent Blueballs' foothold on canon events were to apply here from Funkinverse, then the Corruption is their shared canon event, though Benjamin wanted time out of the public spotlight afterwards.

After both these events, ErrorSky became besties with Benjamin and Grace, preferring to remain at a friend level to make up for her prior advances, though has been blushy in Grace's presence as well as Benjamin's. It's sometime after that the blasted cartridge incident came back, this time in the form of a disc with Mario AND Sonic horrors within. This time, they avoided death, freed SHM from the confines (who was Victim #1, or "Madeline") and overpowered Xenophanes, who was the REAL mastermind behind it. Along with this, the Corruption tried to claim Benjamin again in his doubts, but has since been on Venom-esque terms with him after being neutralised.

Once that was all said and done, the four discovered the path into the Errorverse via an interdimensional portal. Thanks to going through it, they ended out aging down into teens, like Nitro and his siblings before them. Thanks to this, they ended up becoming more involved in the quests of those in this dimension; helping free the Literature Club girls from their game for good, Benjamin giving a kid dubbed "AE M." companionship (and leading to them becoming boyfriends), fighting off evil corporate businessmen and sentient viruses, and further expanding Benjamin's music scene overall.

Speaking of that, the influence of Funkin' culture has happened to be part of the multiverse's music scene, even if it's not to everyone's tastes. And it just so happens that it seems to be popular in Dimension MP-2021, especially with OMT!Tails. It's to the point where, when CR!Sonic told him to keep calm about the wall-clinging in One More Hero, he did some of the beatboxing from "Fresh" to keep him steady. Of his composed songs, of course, Benjamin isn't too proud about "Really Happy" from Sunday Night, considering its nature and the awful screen-shake effect it caused.

This later leads into More than One Universe, the point where Benjamin and his crew are brought into the events via the Errorverse link. Through this, they each lent a hand in apprehending the villains that had leaked through into the OMT universe. During this time, however, Benjamin almost fell victim to demonic possession from the Puhoi curse, with three outcomes; him escaping solo with Soul BF, him losing and branching into becoming Bently, and, in the case of the scenario post-EV-rewrite, Nitro interfering before it can hold for long.

After the end of it, Benjamin was happy to sign an autograph for OMT!Tails, since the kid was a pretty big fanboy of him, and EV!Sonic saw quite the potential in him, since Benjamin was an angel in this shared universe. The following day was when Pico finally came clean to Benjamin about the timeline reset, which he took pretty well, all-in-all. And that Christmas, he met Soft Benjamin (a younger incarnation) for the first time, he, the Mikus and Dearests gave the Fairests their karma and prompt arrest, and he decided to adopt Softie into his family, which the kid was really happy about. It's through Softie that he got to meet his other counterparts from other universes (like Neo, B3, Minus, B-Sides, D-Sides and Arrow Funk).

Amongst other things, he has also been taking good care of Evan from FNF: Childhood Memories, and helps babysit him each Sunday in his free time, the time they spend together reigniting some of Benjamin's childhood memories. Since Evan and Holly obviously aren't suited for combat, it's why neither actually appear in the base stories, as I've planned to instead feature them in more casual slice-of-life storylines to tie in to the mod while work on it continues.

Sometime after this was when The X struck during one of Salty's crusades, and the attack left Sunday, roommate of Carol and good friend of Ben and Grace, with protanopia, meaning they can't see red anymore. When Cam (Agent Blueballs) tried to recruit Benjamin into the Funkin' Society using Kenji as association, this backfired massively, and due to Benjamin's well-respected position amongst the Boyfriends, this quickly earned Cam even MORE ire amongst counterparts across the multiverse), including from the original Soft Pico.

After The X was successfully detained by the Quill Society, which took more work than you'd think despite him being weaker by the events of IAB!, EV!Sonic approached Benjamin for a potential place in the Quill Society, which he accepted, though was confused about.

As EV!Sonic explained later, Benjamin (alongside BluBuni) was offered this place due to a mix of him being an angel, him sporting the ECHO ability to keep pace with hostile villains, and indirectly hailing from a SEGA property thanks to his ties with Hatsune Miku. These were enough to give Benjamin his position in the group, and he was able to increase his connections through it. ErrorSky also joined in, having built her own community with other Skys. That said, she dislikes Miko a LOT, due to her being an internet jerk.

As for Pico, his quest to ensure a better future for his friends paid off, and he could get his closure for the original BF and GF in that their legacy would live on through his newer friends and their families.

To count any canon events each of the crew have gone through (relative to Blueballs' way of thinking in the Funkin' Society):

Benjamin:

He had dropped out of high school, though not immediately, only after the Corruption was gone to ensure it couldn't hurt any of his classmates.

Benjamin has three companions supporting him together; Grace, Pico and ErrorSky. The latter two are not committed relationships, which isn't a requirement.

The bad song Benjamin composed was "Really Happy", and he's actively not proud of it.

Benjamin has fought off the Corruption when it struck his world, and has never encountered or been claimed by any denizens of the Darkness.

Grace:

Like Benjamin, she only dropped out of high school in the aftermath of the Corruption.

Grace has Benjamin as her main supporting companion.

She encountered the Corruption much like her friends, though was never claimed by the Darkness.

Pico:

Pico dropped out of high school in the aftermath of the shooting incident, like his original self did, and moved to mercenary work. However, in the new timeline, it's only undercover work to get Daniel Dearest back on a good side.

Pico's supporting companions, as usual, are Nene and Darnell, though he's yet to make things click romantically with either.

Pico, as per his canon event, took a stand against the Corruption first-hand and aided in eradicating it after being freed. He also had to fight off one Darkness infectee and came out no worse for wear.

He lost the original Boyfriend and Girlfriend in his canon event.

ErrorSky:

As per tradition for Sky variants, ErrorSky had crushed on Benjamin in the past, though saw what she was doing was wrong.

Her parents died through her canon event, courtesy of Toxinfect.

Benjamin's top-selling songs:

A cover of Vocaloid song "Idol", deviating from his usual beep-boop singing act.

"Serendipity" from Vs. Radi and Lofie (ft. Lofie)

"The Division - Destruction of Boyfriend" (cover of his own sister's song; ft. Softie)

And as for a little extra trivia related to the bunch:

Benjamin usually plays cards with and goes out for dinner at McWave's with Melodii and Parappa every Friday. He babysits Evan on Sundays.

ErrorSky actively dislikes Miko and has gone to great lengths to vandalise her twisted social media acts for the sakes of others. She's also actively at odds with Faker Sky, those two being the ONLY Skies she hates.

Pico had been twice-shy around Nene, having once kissed her cheek to cheer her up, but feeling extremely embarrassed about it afterwards.

Benjamin has enacted the famous pointing meme with B-Sides Boyfriend and Blue BF before.

[samwpmarleau]

fic: beware the jabberwock

whumptober day 6: regret masterlist: tumblr, ao3 Created by Dark Dimension magic, the Framework is a world all its own — which means it can be portaled to like any other.

Dr. Elias Morrow dies in an industrial accident, leaving his modest estate to his two nephews, Roberto, twenty-three, and Gabriel, twelve.

At least, that’s what Robbie gleans from snooping. Though, does it really count as snooping if it’s technically your house? It’s jarring, waking up in a bed that’s his own, yet not his own. He doesn’t recognize his bedroom, nor the rest of the house. It’s nice, nicer than his actual home, that’s for sure. There are no engine parts strewn on the kitchen table or car manuals on the bookshelf.

No, that’s not entirely true. There are car manuals — but they clearly haven’t been touched in years. On the table instead are books of concepts and blueprints way beyond his understanding, which Robbie at first assumes belong to Gabe. Then he sees the framed diploma on the wall: It’s his name on there, Caltech conferring upon him a master’s cum laude in mechanical engineering.

It makes his head spin a bit, until he remembers Gabe’s voice from long ago in quite literally another world.

How come you didn’t go back and finish school? We’re doing okay now. If you went back, maybe you could be an engineer, like Tío.

“An engineer …” he mutters to himself, running his fingers down the wooden frame.

He takes in the other photos scattered around the living room. Many are the same: Mom, Dad, Uncle Eli, him at high school football practice, Gabe at a science fair. One in particular catches his eye, however, of what appears to be his graduation. Various colored tassels hang around his neck as he rests his hand on the back of Gabe’s wheelchair. It gives him pause. He’d have thought that if Robbie — this Robbie — did go back and finish school, there’d have been no accident. That his path, and Gabe’s, would’ve been set on too different a course to end up on that same stupid road. No accident, no paralysis, no Ghost Rider.

A regular accident, then? Maybe Gabe was in the car with Mom and Dad when it crashed and survived where they didn’t. Or maybe it was the same as in the real world, except Robbie’s injuries hadn’t been fatal, so he’d had no occasion to beg the universe for help? Or was it none of those things and Gabe had simply been born that way?

Five minutes he’s been in this world and he’s already frustrated. It’s disconcerting to not know even the most basic of facts about his life.

The Rider had warned him about this, that this world could be alluring. Distracting. In fact, this was the exact reason the Rider didn’t want him to go into this dimension in the first place, seeing as how he could not follow. The constructed world was nearly perfect — but it existed in a reality all its own without a hell for a demon to attach itself to. At least, the Rider was not willing to gamble his own existence by jumping into a dimension that might swallow him whole.

Robbie himself, however, mortal and moping, the Rider was reasonably sure could survive if he were careful.

Which had felt so utterly patronizing that Robbie had walked through the portal mid-warning. Besides, it wasn’t like he could just not come. He wasn’t about to let a robot armed with the Darkhold have free rein over the people he’d come to consider … well, not friends, really, but coworkers. Allies.

The crux of it all is that regardless of what the intrepid S.H.I.E.L.D. team is or isn’t, they’re people he’s honor-bound to rescue. Maybe they can do it themselves — but he’s not about to take the chance that they can’t, that they’ll be trapped in this place forever under Aida’s thumb to do with what she will. Robbie knows all too well what it is to be someone’s puppet. If he can spare others that fate, he’ll do it no matter how strange or dangerous the circumstances.

The smell of smoke hitting his nose brings him out of his ruminations. He looks down to see it seeping from beneath his fingers, the wooden picture frame beginning to char. He drops it in alarm, glass shattering upon impact with the floor.

Robbie stares at his hands. Though there’s no active flame, he can feel the power running through his veins. It’s not exactly the same as he’s used to, like drinking off-brand Coke, but it’s close enough.

He doesn’t understand. The Rider had said this world couldn’t accommodate him, and Robbie doesn’t feel him inside his head, so how …?

Robbie jumps at the sound of a phone ringing. He reaches into his pocket for his cell, and finds nothing. The ring is coming from the kitchen wall — an honest-to-god landline. No bells or whistles, not even caller ID. Tabling the power mystery for later, he picks up the handset.

“Hello?”

“Robbie! Glad I caught you. You headed into work yet?”

He doesn’t remotely recognize the voice, nor does he have the slightest clue where “work” is. “Uh, no, not yet. What do you need?”

“One of the guys called out, some family emergency, and half the DMV metro has decided to have car troubles today. Mind filling in for old times’ sake?”

“Fill in as … a mechanic?”

“You said if I ever needed a favor —”

“Yeah, that’s fine, just …”

He has no idea if it’s fine. For all he knows, wherever he works would cap him for missing a day. But that’s a bridge he’ll cross when he gets to it. Fixing up some rides would not only be a welcome return to form but give him ample opportunity to learn some more about this place.

“Can you give me that address again?” he asks.

“You serious?”

“Moved on to bigger and better things, man, what can I say?”

After some indignation, the guy on the other end does give him the address. Robbie manages to find a map of D.C. in his office and charts the route to the shop.

The Charger sitting pretty in his avatar’s garage is a sight for sore eyes. Apart from having apparently been retrofitted with seatbelts, she looks the same. Sounds and feels the same, too, as he starts her up and eases out onto the road. While using a portal for transportation has its novelty and convenience, there’s nothing quite like the rough purr of his baby’s engine.

The only thing that mildly dampens his enjoyment is the realization that if ever there were a time to obey the speed limit, it’d be now. With the Rider, having a lead foot never mattered — the power that imbued the Charger with regenerative capabilities and pyrokinesis also prevented cops from noticing her speed.

Now, he’s got no demon to fend off law enforcement, and although he doesn’t know what the penalty here is for speeding, he assumes it’s more than a fine. Which is heat he definitely doesn’t need. He’s got a mission to carry out.

The farther he drives, the more he decides speed isn’t the issue anyway. It’s the surroundings. Everything is gray and uniform, with HYDRA symbols stamped on every available surface. Electronic highway signs tell people to report their neighbors. Dilapidated neighborhoods are a dime a dozen. Even the few people that actually walk the streets look miserable. The only familiar thing about any of it is that his car gets double-takes of admiration. He wonders if his avatar had gotten special dispensation to keep it. There is very little variety in the other cars he passes.

He walks into the shop with what he hopes exudes confidence, even as he takes in with disgust all the HYDRA propaganda posters littered on the walls. Required reading, no doubt.

“Reyes!” comes a voice across the shop. Its owner Robbie recognizes in person no more than he did over the phone. With a proffered uniform, the man greets, “Appreciate the help. Got a full slate for you as soon as you get dressed.”

Robbie nods, then heads into the back room to change. He hopes he can get the lay of the land quick enough to point him in the direction of how to find the team. If HYDRA’s running the show, he doubts S.H.I.E.L.D. will be up and running out in the open, which means it’ll take precious time to figure out where they are.

—

“A flat tire?” Robbie blinks in bewilderment as Phone Man — whom Robbie has since learned is named Perry — tells him the reason for pulling him from an accident repair job. “That’s what you’re sending me out on a call for?”

“What, you’re too good for it?” says Perry, frazzled and perturbed. “The call came from a HYDRA number, it’s top priority.”

If Robbie never hears the word HYDRA again after all this is over, it’ll be too damn soon.

“All right, I’m going, I’m going.”

The address leads him to a deserted stretch of highway outside the city, which makes him a little apprehensive. It doesn’t seem like a normal place a HYDRA agent would be. Then again, even after several hours of being in the shop conversing with both ex-work buddies and customers alike, the biggest things he’s gathered are that this world well and truly sucks, and that HYDRA has a habit of popping up when it’s most inconvenient for its citizens.

The vehicle is easy to spot, at least, halfway onto the road’s narrow shoulder and predictably emblazoned with HYDRA’s ostentatious sigil. A young woman leans against the side, looking annoyed rather than concerned or in trouble. Maybe he can delay, ask her some questions. While it’s been a good decade since he’s had reason to charm anyone, he can give it a shot.

“Need some help, ma’am?” he asks cheerily as he approaches with a toolbox. “We got a … call …”

He stares at the woman, stunned. She stares back at him, equally so. Because it’s not just a woman, it’s Daisy. She looks different, hair past her shoulders with a drab wardrobe and distinctly less eyeliner, but it’s unmistakably her. He’d know her anywhere.

“Robbie?”

She recognizes him, too, then. Thank Christ.

Dryly, he replies, “Surprise.”

“Wait … you’re you? Real world you?”

“Yeah, I’m me. Mostly.”

“How? And what do you mean ‘mostly’?”

“Long story. Short version, I’m here to help.”

“That’s the best news I’ve heard in months,” Daisy says with a tired yet brilliant smile. “God, I can’t wait to see Aida’s ass get lit up.”

If only.

“About that … Ghost Rider’s not in the building.”

“Excuse me?”

“Part of that long story. I was able to portal to this dimension, but he couldn’t.”

Daisy grimaces. “Not gonna lie, it would’ve been useful to have that firepower.”

“Well,” Robbie says, trying not to be offended, “there is this.”

He focuses on the frenetic energy that sluices through his every cell down to the very marrow of his bones, then watches with satisfaction as a ball of fire forms in his palm.

Daisy’s eyes go wide. “Okay, hold up. You’re an Inhuman?”

“I think so.” Robbie extinguishes the fireball with a sizzle. “It’s probably the closest Aida could get to what I actually am.”

“Nice of her to activate your powers. That makes one of us.”

“You can’t quake anything here?”

“Nope. I still have the gene, but I haven’t gone through terrigenesis. Guess Aida didn’t bother making sure you hadn’t since that showdown with Eli seemed pretty final.”

As shameful as the feeling is, he can’t help but be a little happy that he’s here. It may not be a physical realm, and it may be run by the worst humanity has to offer, but he’s as close to being on Earth and his own person as he’s likely ever to be again. No fire except that which he can make himself. No brimstone or unholy screams or blood, guts, and ichor staining his hands. He tries not to think about the fact that once the team gets out of this place and Aida is dealt with, he’ll be bound once more for hell.

This world, Earth, Daisy, it’s all fleeting.

Focusing on the woman in front of him and not the after, he asks, “did you really call for a flat tire? You don’t know how to change one yourself?”

“Of course I know how to change one. There’s no spare in this thing, and the car called the closest mechanic. It was either try to get somewhere on foot or wait for a tow.”

“And your plan was what? Steal the truck?”

“Maybe. I don’t need powers to commit grand theft auto.” Daisy glances down at the hand that a few moments ago had held a fireball. “How’d you get yours anyway?”

“No idea. I think the accident Gabe and I were in still happened, but it’s not like I could Google it. Aida really went full fascist, didn’t she?”

“Absolute power, blah blah blah. So, are we gonna go or what?”

“Go? Go where?”

Daisy grins. “How’d you like to become an enemy of the state?”

[blanketorghost]

Hello! Me again! I've come to announce that I have organized your Yuu into my timeline and would like to check with you for approval of the new backstory. Here goes:

There are a total of three universes that are relevant to the Yuusonas:

Pokemon: Yurie Hinoki! A pokemon trainer with a special book that allows her to summon any pokemon she's ever seen/caught (up to 6 at a time).

JJBA: Yuuya Malasartes! A nipo-japanese son of a Brazilian crime lord. Struck by the stand arrow, Coisinha do Pai takes the form of a small humming bird capable of growing flowers from blood by injecting nectar into it.

Faith: This is where your Yuu is from.

In short, this Earth is actually a bunch of earths from different timelines coexisting as one Earth. Each timeline corresponds to a different religion, making all gods and mythologies real. Because of the complex nature of the timelines, a diety is only able to interfere when they have an anchor aka a follower. A god's strength is dictated by 3 things: what they're the god of, how long have they been worshiped, and how many followers they currently have. One special type of follower is a Necessary Evil: priests exempt from the sin of murder in order to kill demons + evil humans involved with said demons. NEs are granted boons from their respective deities and are given more leeway so they can find happiness to cope with the trauma (ex: catholic priests can marry, Buddhists aren't entirely banned from earthly pleasures, etc).

Backstory time: Yuu is a half-kitsune. His father was a Necessary Evil working as a shinto priest for the god Inari. He suffered an injury that disabled him, making him retire and takeover the family kabuki business. Yuu's mother is a kitsune who worked in the same temple. At 15, Yuu is transported to TWST and manages to hide his otherworldliness. As a half kitsune, he does have magic and manages to adapt the spells he's taught to match his own magic. It took a year, but through several intense dances and offerings, Yuu finally contacts Inari. Inari asks a favor from the Christian God and opens a portal so that Yuu can get home and back as he pleases (note: Inari's domain doesn't include space & dimensions, so they turn to the Christian God since he actually does have control over that and there's Christians in Japan). Choosing to stick around, Yuu does several offerings and dances to keep the portal open while still exploring NRC as a "background character".

Sidenote: for Yuu's kitsune magic, please look to Kusuriuri from Mononoke as a reference.

Cut to year 3: In comes Yurie, Yuuya, and Grim. Noticing these youngsters are like him, Yuu takes pity and kinda guides them during the prologue. Yuu contacts a hindu NE (another oc of mine) to see if they can have Vishnu or Brahma use their cosmic powers to track down their homes. They do but find that whenever Yuuya and Yurie try to leave permanently, they both instantly get teleported back to TWST. However, so long as they come back, they can freely travel between dimensions (good for grocery shopping and making sure the parents don't loose their minds). So they enchant a mirror to serve as an interdimensional gateway. By this point Yuu is attached and by the beginning of Book 1 he's already transferred from Octavinelle to Ramshackle as the new official dorm head.

Bonus scenario: Azul having a "love at first sight" moment with Yuu when he comes across one of their dance offerings to Inari.

Hmmm, I think the best way to give my feedback is to do a bullet list so lemme organize my thoughts.

I am ok with the inclusion of Inari and shintoist traditions! Yuu's family worships both Inari and Ame No Uzume (goddess of dance and entertainment amongst others). The Fujisaki clan also has traces of kitsune blood from a Kitsune ancestor that married into the family centuries ago (hence the relation to Inari) so to keep that canon compliant, I'd switch Yuu's parent's species.

It is important to note that Yuu has an inherited bad luck curse due to another century-long transgression against the shichi fukujin. The juzu bracelet he uses constantly in his left hand is a ward to protect him.

Due to this Juzu bracelet being a gift from a buddhist monk and exorcist that helped the family, I'd rather be more comfortable with the inclussion of a buddhist god instead of the christian god. (Though true christianism exists un japan, its far less common than either buddhism and shintoism)

Now, onto the most important thing: Ataru (Yuu's dad) would never ever willingly take over the family's Kabuki troupe. He ran away from home when he was 17 due to the borderline abusive training he had to go through in order to be elegible to become the clan head. The only reason why Yuu is in contact with his dad's side of the family is because Ataru got laid off before Yuu was born and Hana couldn't find any work (Japan has very misoginistic views) so they couldn't support another child without help of Yuu's wealthy grandpa, who is the current family head. Due to this, Ataru is no longer in line to be head. It is Yuu's grandpa (Nagisa) > Yuu's uncle (Kamui)> Yuu > Yuu's cousin (Nagihiko). The only reason why Yuu is even considered in the first place was because Yuu's uncle was unmarried at the time and Ataru is the first-born, so in all technicality Yuu was the sole heir at that point. Yuu's family feud and generational trauma is a core part of his character and needs to be included in every iteration.

I think you capture what I imagine Yuu's magic would be :^) Yuu in my canon is magicless, but the earth he comes feom does have magic and a magic system I created myself based on the 6 elements :^) if given the hypothetical of what magic would Yuu have if he was a witch (name for magic user in my canon) He would be an air aligned witch and his artifact would be a fan, which fit with what I've seen to be Kuzuriuri's abilities

I think that's all for now! Though I would also like to point out as an extra fun fact that if Yuu ever got sorted into a dorm, he'd be sorted into Pomefiore, but later transfer into Octavinelle :^)

[eldritch-spouse]

What role do Heaven and Hell play in your universe?

We know that Heaven is a place where noble pious souls live forever after death, and Hell is punishment for sinners, but how does it work in your universe? Does souls also go to hell and heaven? Do demons torture them? Or out there a different afterworld? Or none?

[Okay, this is a bit confusing, and dumb- But I can't take my own fictional universes seriously a lot of the time so, feel free to laugh with me.]

More confusing lore (courtesy of moi-même)

At their core, Heaven and Hell are just two other physical dimensions, annexed to Earth specifically. Hell sits somewhere beneath the planet itself, and Heaven somewhere above- Hence the Earth often being called "surface" or "ground" by denizens of both.

Heaven, or Eden, has lost its use entirely. The dimension was previously a gigantic hub where siadar resided, with their angels. It was a very organized society which I've talked about at length in some other posts (in the masterlist).

Hell, or Perdition, was generated after Eden, as a result of a creator held in high regard becoming rogue. The story is muddled by time, but they were the first Ruler of Hell, who made the first "Icons" by modifying the angels that followed him. These Icons then betrayed him and severed Perdition into several rings not physically connected to each other but still part of the same dimension agglomeration.

These locations have nothing to do with the dead.

Demons were initially created to spite and torture, and they'll naturally gravitate towards those who exhibit traits of their "sin". In times past (and sometimes in the present), they could be seen dragging people who particularly interested them into Hell. They do take souls, those don't reach the afterlife at all, they're extinguished. Likewise, in different times, angels were sometimes requested to bring certain people into Eden. Religious affirmations, although skewed, have some basis on real happenings.

The idea that those who die either go to Heaven or Hell is entirely made up by religions. And as has been established previously, religions are inaccurate cope-driven narratives made by humans and monsters when siadar abandoned the planet. They've suffered several adjustments along time, split into other subreligions and whatnot- The whole nine yards, it's a mess. Religions have lost a lot of their power in this universe.

The "afterlife", ever elusive thing that it is, holds souls but does not keep them. Not even siadar are in control of this concept, therefore it's mysterious to everyone.

Some individuals are denied rest entirely for differing reasons, becoming undead like Patches and Nebul, until they're truly ready to die.

[redtwomuch]

So I had this idea awhile ago but I didn't post it. I've only read a few comics (RHATO s1 & s2 (right up until we learn Roy is dead from bruce) And some of Jason's early Redhood days. And a nice amount of Damian stuff (until the titans Slade Wally thing.) So most of my knowledge is from Tumblr & AO3.

So I've heard about rebirth "everything happened" and I had my own idea (I don't think this is what actually happened in comics but I could be wrong)

So instead of "every happened" it's more like everything happened but some of it's gone but people think everything they don't remember was wiped. Until it starts comming back.

Maybe Wally was in a different dimension like cannon. Came back and everything was gone. Everything was different. The timeline was all messed up. Things that happened 20 years ago to him happened 10 years to everyone else if they happened at all.

He mourns his kids and wife. Maybe takes some time off. Everyone else is learning about their past that are gone (maybe they get magic memories like cannon maybe they just learn from Wally)

Maybe Wally goes on a mission to fix things. And starts finding out that he can't. That the things that are gone are gone. The only thing that was wiped that can come back is memories. He fights that. Keeps trying. New or old Big Bads.

Others are mourning too. Either the things they don't remember or the things they do but can't get back. They can't believe they forgot.

Then things. People start showing up. Heroes that "weren't in this timeline" young or old with a new backstory. Or maybe just a slight (major) change of other heroes not part of their story in this timeline.

They realize that while they knew the timeline was messed up. Things starting and ending at the wrong times. It was still happening. The old timeline unraveling.

Now my favorite part. It could be a standalone or part of a long story.

Lian in Gotham. ((I think I saw something before. A comic from preNew52 universe that was written right before 52 or at the time it was beginning. Roy fought a Demon in Gotham and brought Lian back))

So right as that's happening the "Cosmic Event" timey wimey F'd up all over the place.

Lian is in Gotham with little to no memories. 5 years old. With nobody she knows in sight.

((Many possibilities right there. I'd like a lot of fanfics with same-to-similar circumstances. Maybe not the entire buildup. Just the amount of ideas that could come from Lian revived but everything went wrong.

(Jason could find her. She could find Jason. She could find any Bat. She could head to New York or Star City. She could stay in Gotham until everyone gets their memories back)))

((I wish I had the patience to read more comics. There's just so many. If I ever get on another reading comics kick I think I'll try Roy right after he gets Lian. Or Titans/Young Justice 1980s onward.))

So back to it.

Once Lian is found in this timeline (she'd be 5-9 debating or fanfic timeline. Start of new52 she's 5. Wally comes back in Titans 7or8.) Wally searches for Linda.

Personally I prefer Irey&Jai still being young. Linda was suddenly a single mom to two babies. She doesn't remember who the father is. She just knows she loves her babies. They were wanted.

But now they are 3 or 4 years old. They have powers. Whenever they started showing their powers she wondered it she had a one night stand with the Flash. How do you even bring that up. Wasn't there a few Speedster villains. (Wasn't there a time in comics where a lot of people suddenly got super speed)

Just everything unraveling. How do they even find out what when where how why.

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Finally finished the Diablo 4 story.

Did I like how it ended? No. Did I enjoyed the game? Yes. Is Neyrelle really a stupid and daft cunt? Extraordinarily.

D4 is more engaging than D3 when it comes to the story. The amount of hot demons have been reduced from 1 to 0, there is a lot of dangerous religious propaganda, our Mama Lilith has been done dirty, they killed a lot of my favourite characters (or maimed ones I liked before the game ended) and left me with a lot of things to do.

Now, I don't know if it's in their fantasy line but I REALLY think they should let us choose how we affiliate. I know that it would make the story telling slightly more awkward but I disagree with how the story unfolded in the Hell. It was stupid, it was wishy-washed and it was all edge no cut. Why on earth do we trust a teenage girl that let a drowned wench bite her? She cannot look over her arm without tripping and we let her make world defining decision? Stupid.

And again, I was confused before and now I'm even more confused. I'm not diablo lore enthusiast or connoisseur, but it has been said that neither demons or angels really truly die. If they did there would be no eternal conflict. So I'm just flabbergasted at the statement that Parents of Sanctuary are dead. I don't like Inarius. Even one bit. But I also feel for him in his last moments. Alas maybe I just like my apostasia-religion porn? But the point is... What was Lilith's motive? I don't think she says even up until the end...? Yeah she wanted to assimilate Mephisto but for what purpose? We were lead to believe that she's not being honest but I don't think it's possible to lie on 3 different dimensions at the same time, one of these has to be true? I believe her when she says she wanted to protect Sanctuary and I do think it was not entirely true either. But we will never know.

And again, the Neyrelle playing the big part in the story is giving me MASSIVE Lea flashbacks. I'm sorry but the Diablo universe has enough stupid bitches characters, I cannot take it anymore. This ending is so stupid, it's so dumb, I refuse to acknowledge it as a cannon. Wanna know how the story ended in my cannon? Neyrelle trips and falls off into the lava and dies a horrible and painful death. Stone is trapping the one and only Mama Lilith, we do not trust the doggy entirely, we get out of hell and we live our lives happy ever after live laugh love the end.

I really liked her but that ending ruined everything for her. Fuck Neyrelle. We do not like Neyrelle on this blog. It is anti Neyrelle space. Neyrelle apologists are not welcomed. If Neyrelle has only one enemy I'm that enemy, if she has no enemies I'm no longer alive and the whole shtick bla bla bla. Stupid ass bitch.

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Warning : Long Post ! ! ! - Extremely Long ! ! ! ! ! ! !

( And. This is a True Story )

I look back to a lot of old my old reports they made out of the old older much much fucking older stuff I written down I can see why people didn't like it so much I don't even think schizo is the problem at this point we'll just Written badly.

at the same time I did the best I could with what I had left of brain matter so despite it was fucked up I was fucked up and I was doing my absolute best quite literally doing my best and I was also severely fucked up ESP and a theory wise a lot of extreme paranormal problems so despite the writing was fucked up that was actually a miracle I was able to get it done that well.

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let me try it again and explain 2045 as the Gray's told me. as they showed all of us 🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️ hybrids.

I'm humanoid with the soul of an insectoid

What you call a fairy.

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you see in age of 2045 is the Gray's Said, it was wrong with give me a credit I'm saying what they said.

they showed me a world extremely fucking hot and that's why they built at the us such Grandiose amounts of heat to give us a chance to survival because in this new world it will be unbelievably fucking hot and chaotic because of the heat would you call climate change I called the age of Fire.

you see the Earth is going to be extremely fucking hot you see the world is going to be unbelievably hot 500 degrees Fahrenheit and climbing. hurricane to be an extremely common occurrence hurricanes will be daily hurricanes we've got probably over 100 hurricanes per week, if you're lucky you'll get around 3 to 7 n some areas of America the Raging whipping wild winds will be all over the fucking place and if you're lucky you'll just get small Gale's ! should be extinct before then this is supposed to be our world long after Humanity died in the war with the aliens the Gray's, but you call an alien invasion, they call taking back their home ! LITERALLY ! ! !

you see, the one thing they told us is that the world to be an extremely violent wild and crazy plays but none of humans cuz they'll all be dead the human race be completely extinct this will be a world of fairies a world of bugs a world of hybrid that look human it will no longer be a human world but a humanoid world. 🧚🏻‍♂️

Humanoid's that are actually from a different universe and a different world entirely from a different Creator not that of God. a white father a white Divine godfather of light and fire what you call the abrahamic god did not create us and nor did any of his fucking angels. if I was going to say if God didn't do, Y'all are going to say his Fallen Angels did it ( Satan - another name you would use Lucifer )

His Fallen Angels DID NOT do it in God did not do it it was a completely different deity to who the dark goddess who is almost as equal to God she's a being made in Before Time in a Khaos ( And, Chaos ) and Darkness but you would call an Anti Goddess Or An Anti God.

( Pure, Dark Goddess ) - ( Purely, Negative )

she's almost right up there equal to God except for she is a female and she literally needed the sperm of a male God in order to create her Universe quite literally God had to give her his his sperm in order for her to be able to burp the universe our universe but then God said I went nothing to do with your Universe cuz it will be Wicked dark black and demonic so I have no idea why God gave his sperm to her so she could create all this and do all this ? Maybe God did this just so much love kindness and mercy

that he'll even let the most demonic Nightmare Hellspawn exists but only with the restriction of being in its own Universe divided from his own creation ? he'll let the darkest most wild evil chaotic things exist away from his judgment even the light can't even judge you in the darkness of another dimension but the restriction is those things cannot cross over to his creation and his universe.

@ God 👍🏻 Ayo, it is extremely good now why the fuck are we not over there, Again !

( it's a Paradox )

[ Other Names, The White Father Go by are : God, Allah, Jehovah, Yahweh, Demiurge, Ptah, The Creator, The Great Architect Of The Universe, The Father, The Holy Father, The All Father ! ]

God =

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After, I remembered this part of this of the sacred information on how we all came into being in our divine black mother which I call it the white father and the black father this is not to do with Humanity. if not that white and black. one deity made a pure positive energy light and fire the other day he made a pure femininity darkness and Chaos one of the light order masculinity the other dark feminine chaos one is in the world of a Divine patriarch where God's rule over the universe and it's all about masculinity the other one is where a goddess rules the entire universe and it's a divine matriarch and Goddess is Rule All of Existence and men are cut down and weak our universe is a feminist wet dream.

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but in this Universe I'm in Right now males are dominant in the universe and the Divine patriarch women are smaller weaker and they're like a second class citizen throughout the Universe but in our universe is the opposite women are big strong hyper aggressive bloodthirsty they're extremely cannibalistic they are dominant men cannot dominate a woman men are smaller weaker women are always bigger than men taller than men stronger than men fasting more aggressive than men's asking more energy than men Super hyper Supreme to men and they have a hierarchy they're extremely hierarchical and the women are always dominating each other and show enough who's more than the other one is they actually butcher and Slaughter each other and there are no laws in most the worlds and all the worlds as an all the worlds in this universe are patriarch through all rules by men in this universe the one you're reading this right now that's why they're of gods and God this is always put on the side that's why the Creator is a God and there is no goddess that's why Universe Creator is the great architect of the universe ! and the great architect of the universe is profoundly male !

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that's why I call it the male universe and the female universe.

it's what Divine Gender rules the universe Male Divinity and Female Divinity, Light and Dark, yin and yang.

But, I got a little off topic, Sorry !

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My Point was saying any of this shit was I wanted to let you know, that I think the Gray's, May soon become close to winning their war or at least being able to start the war cuz if they're able to make landfall with the war if the UFOs are able to make actual physical attacks like they preach for multiple fucking months throughout the entire time the incubate us on the fucking ship that's how they make us hybrid they take the babies out of the women they harvest them they hold on to them for multiple months and they put some kind of glob of goo in there that grows that confuse the women to think it's a baby but even the ultrasonics the ultrasounds don't they look like a deformed baby or something close to resembles a baby but it's not a baby it just is glob of fucking goo.

not the point.

if they win this war and we get the planet we fairies aka insectoids that means all human beings I believe might be going to hell because God said he's going to send all humans to hell and the Gray's, in 2045 accidentally fucked up when they when they were trying to read out my future and read out everything that brief me and brief all of us hybrids what the brief our soul they can one of them completely fucked up and said none of them are there 2045 that they're all magically suddenly gone they don't exist anywhere kind of sound like the rapture to me.

sounds like Divine judgment because the Earth will no longer be haunted by human Souls if this prophecy comes true. IF !

but what I think happens why they suddenly all disappear in 2045 and all the dead humans on the Earth when the world is on fire glowing fire everywhere cuz that this fire lights everything up everything is just fire it's so fucking hot fires seen the spontaneously spawn everywhere in existence and this is the Earth this is not a hell realm this is not some parallel universe this is fucking planet Earth that just happened that got Extremely fucking hot ! ( and in many parts of the world it'll never stop getting hotter the heat will climb infinitely ) has the winds will grow and grow and grow !

you see, God told me a long time ago that all the human beings are going to hell and he's going to send all the humans to hell and I know I'm not a human and I don't fear hell God said I'll not send you to hell I'll have to protect you from hell because he knows that I'm not a human being cuz the creatures that are going to send me to send people to hell are going to be confused with human and humanoid they're going to have a they're going to get confused so God doesn't want to send the non-human things that belong to a different Creator to hell he wants to send us back over and I think in theory

IN THEORY ! ! !

I think in theory that the Earth is going to flow over to the other universe

our universe

again this is just a Fucking, Theory I could be completely wrong about this.

but in our universe I believe that's probably was going to happen that's why the Earth gets also extremely dark because it could go back to our universe because God no longer you need the world in the world has ended Humanity ended the world ended and what you have are the remains of an Ever dead ancient civilization and ancient world where all the souls have left the planet.

therefore, I think that this shit actually goes down the way it's supposed to because things can probably change on a fly.

( This could also be biblical prophecy ? )

but if things go down accordingly is there supposed to I believe or I really think that God's going to send the Earth towards our our universe and that me and my people will be back at home but it will probably only be once you man you go extinct then all the ways of karma the Divine Light all Divine judgment all gods and all things of morality will will be restricted from us in other words the Divine will not be allowed to judge upon bad morality and dishonorable ways but they'll not be allowed to judge the darkness for being dark.

the gods and the goddesses of this universe will not be allowed to judge upon the evil for being evil and they will not be allowed to smite the evil or fight the evil or get in the way of the evil and they'll have to let the evil be evil and chaotic and Wild !

just as we were in our universe where God did not judge us God did not we didn't have a heaven and hell system in our fucking universe.

There was no Heaven or Hell !

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we were ruled over by the goddess is every World in our universe was ruled by the the arch goddess but the true goddess of the universe was black demonic pure chaotic made it a primordial Darkness made out of the Sacred Divine chaos that created all things she was made of pure And Absolute Negativity this Goddess has looked very much like a shadow woman only much much bigger like a Giant Shadow woman and I mean a gigantic Shadow woman who did like to devour your soul she loved to eat men eat women too but she love to eat everyone break them down at the darkness !

and then a lot of times she would eventually after she broke you down she'd rebirth youth with her spirit and you be much darker she was a goddess of absolute and pure Darkness they wish he consisted of Nothing But The Sacred force of darkness and negativity she was chaos she was Darkness she was negativity and it was Ultra Female !

it's by all the hyper aggressive brutal bloodthirsty dominant females and all the many alien worlds in our universe you can feel the goddess of Soul everywhere in the universe felts feminate everywhere Ultra feminate everything was feminine !

then the Paradox happened if we ended up in the patriarch universe and the male Universe the universe would over the gods where the goddesses are set aside and they are beneath the Gods in this universe the goddesses are beneath men they obey men love men cherish man worship man love ♂️ Masculinity ♂️ they want to be dominated by a man need to support it by a man catered You by a man the woman have no strength ( like our universe ) no power lots of attitude but no ability to measure up to a man ( don't get offended, I'm being scientific here ) unlike in our universe where was the opposite !

in this universe in this universe this is why I call it the male universe !

and when we come from is the female Universe the one that rules this is known as father God but the one that ruled our universe with known as the mother but then again that was a very confusing term cuz no one knew what you meant the mother was at the universe the mother of the planet the mother of this is very fucking confusing so mother was a confusing fucking word.

but as were God created his Universe our Goddess is quite literally gave birth in a great big bang flash he actually put her female genitals I got to be careful for my words on Tumblr

she put her female genitals into the great big black void and then she let the sperm of God do its work and next thing you know she had a really big explosion on her female genitals

out into the great big Void and she fell in immense amount of pleasure in an orgasm but then she was really tired she gave birth to her fucking Universe he gave birth to everything she gave birth to our spirit she gave birth to all life and energy she gave birth to all the darkness she gave birth to everything and God divided himself from our universe cuz he wanted absolutely fucking positively pun intended

nothing to do with our universe !

God Completely divided his Spirit from it but he wanted it to go on !

which I find to be the weirdest fucking thing ! ?

despite the universe with the opposite of everything God was God wanted life to be there God wanted them to have their own everything and God wanted them to live their lives happily despite they were the most demonic hellspawn in existence God wanted no heaven and health in them God did not want his Spirit upon God did not want Karma God did not want anything to interfere with the chaos and the Darkness and the mayhem and the femininity of that Universe God would be on cool God was the most awesome mother fucker God didn't interfere God didn't fuck up God let us have our lives God was the greatest fucking thing

"Was" . . .

🙏🏻 - I just want to go home !

anyway I don't mean to say any bad about God I just want to tell you the truth whole point of this long-ass thing you read the whole point is with me to tell you that it's a very high chance the Gray's could start this war conquer the planet and shit go down but I'm not going to end this until I give you one more fucking link that makes me wonder why maybe the Grays are all sent to hell cuz they committed so many atrocities and fucked up things so bad and did so many fucked up things they broke so many Divine laws that God has to give him that his Divine middle finger cuz they fucking deserve it !

Link :

God said he's going to send all the humans to hell and I found this EXTREMELY fucking awkward !

God did say I'm sending the humans to hell !

and they're made of human DNA !

🤨 - God is going to give them the finger !

God @ -> 👽 <- 🖕🏻 : God !

they were the ones that abducted us from death and forced us into life which is necromancy it's okay and our universe but in this universe which we come from a different Universe from a different Divinity which is crossing divinities we obeyed our Divinity we obeyed the god of the universe if you call the great architect of the universe and we did not cross over with our wills we do not cooperate with someone to cross over we fought and we didn't want to be here but with this extreme Supreme technology of the Grays they use their technology to violate and break every law of every deity of all that is Divinity and violate every part of the spirit of God. they use their technology to commit so many fucking Divine atrocities in so many spiritual High crimes and spiritual felonies that can Define !

that God is just going to completely lose his shit on them !

Good !

and he should !

and all I got to tell God if he's reading this thing right now even though he's all knowing he was going to write this Eventually, Word from word.

Get the fuck away from my spirit I mean not a nice way.

i 🧚🏻‍♂️ just want to go home.

Go back to your kingdom of God, in heaven. leave my soul alone, leave our souls alone 🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️

we just want to fuck off and go back to our natural Dimension be ourselves. you fuck off, we'll fuck off will end it there.

we need to go back to our natural dark ways. when you go back to worshiping the femininity !

I mean on a nice way go fuck yourself.

👍🏻 <- That's not Sarcasm.

we have had unbelievably broken extremely fucked up tormented life with more agony and anguish and I can Define besides the life of Fate worse than hell.

despite hell is eternal, all I want to do is go home 🌌

Be With My People and let's fuck off 🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♀️

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