#ari is telling stuff

[imnotrealdeadass]

Class of 09 actually has a secret ending where Nicole, Jecka, Emily, and Ari end up in a friend group that's basically just the toxic lesbians club and they all make out, it happened, don't fact check this at all, trust me bro it literally happened

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

often daydream about suguru meeting my mom because she’d adore him but cult!geto in particular would make it awkward by going ’thank you for taking care of my baby 🥺’ as if he is . the parent

[doctorwhoisadhd]

you know, i kind of wonder if ruby, having grown up with a Black mother and grandmother (and foster siblings??), might have picked up on the racism before the doctor did. cause like, the doctor has been white for, in their perspective, their entire life (what with their memories of being the timeless child and ruth!doctor having been wiped, and i think it's reasonable to assume this is still very very early days for 15). whereas, ruby probably had to have at some point as a child picked up on the fact that people were treating her differently from her family, right?

come to think of it — is ruby actually aware that the doctor didn't realize until the end? like — she doesn't still know about regeneration yet, right? cause if she doesn't, then it would make sense for her to have assumed that 15 did pick up on the microaggressions and just wanted to save these people even with that knowledge. really adds another layer to why this sucks for him

[tealmaskmybeloved]

Chat I had a dream that Dokutaro teamed up with Makeship to make plushes of his Dokukieran form and it came with a free binding mochi and I'm drawing it now I decided

[adhdari]

Never to return

[closedrop]

I’ve been thoroughly roped into the portal fandom now

All I know right now is the song “Mr. Blue Sky” by Electric Light Orchestra is fucking magical what the hell-

Why it doin that, more importantly how??

[court-of-constellations]

Hello everyone!! I'm back with another post about my original universe, this time about nymphs!

This is even longer than the vampire one so the rambling is under the cut, and I was so tempted to include information about my inspiration for certain things and why I made the creative decisions I did, but I refrained because I wanted to keep this focused and not go off on tangents (however, if you do want to hear about that stuff, feel free to send me an ask at any time! I'm always happy to ramble about this universe!)

So. Nymphs. They're typically defined (by humans) as nature spirits, but what does that mean?

Well, the literal dictionary definition is "a spirit born from the earth or water; a being connected to the earth." Nymphs are, in short, personifications of nature. That's not to say that every little aspect of nature has a corresponding nymph- but there are several kinds of nymphs for several different types of nature.

Nymphs, as a whole, can be divided into two categories: land and water. There are a couple types of nymph that could fit into both categories, and one specific type of nymph that doesn't fit into either, but most nymphs can be clearly defined as one or the other.

Nymphs frequently spawn in areas with high magical concentration; why this is, nobody knows, and most other scholars have put it down to those areas being sacred in some way. These scholars are the same ones that hail nymphs as creations of the divine, made to safeguard the lands that are rightfully ours, so any conclusion of theirs must be taken with several grains of salt. I find that many scholars who subscribe to this field of thinking have never even seen a nymph in their lives, and assume that they are all perfectly like us humans (despite their appearances). This is a lie, one that continues to be retold despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary.

To understand nymphs, one must first understand that they are not human. They are sentient, intelligent, and quite interesting, but no matter how humanoid their shape might be, they are not and never will be even close to human beings. The exceptions to this rule will be covered later, but true nymphs are nature in its purest form: wild, unpredictable, and untameable. Like fairies, they operate on an entirely separate morality than humans, but unlike fairies, there are no clever tricks you can use to escape them, no set rules you may follow. If fairies are order, nymphs are chaos. If you should encounter a nymph, then by all means converse with them and befriend them if you like, but never forget that they are not the same as you, and no matter how benevolent they may seem, they could turn on you in an instant.

With all of this out of the way, let's finally get to the types of nymphs and their origins.

Land Nymphs

This category of nymph, as the name suggests, are tied to the land. There are several kinds of nymphs who fall under this category, and those nymphs have so many subspecies among them that if I listed them all, this text would be thicker than my torso.

Still, I shall endeavor to at least impress upon you the general idea of which nymphs come from where, so that you might know to use the correct terminology when describing to a friend and encounter you may have had in the woods or fields. Any further study into the subspecies can be found in other, more involved texts, ones whose authors were compensated enough to care about listing every type of nymph that could possibly be found in our lovely lands.

The first to be aware of are dryads, nymphs who have spawned from trees. It is unknown how long a tree must live before becoming a dryad, but this author suspects it to be somewhere in the hundreds, if only for the fact that cutting down younger trees has not as of yet brought a furious dryad out for my blood into my path. Should this change, this text will naturally be updated should I survive long enough to do so.

There are as many types of dryads as there are types of trees, and though there are certainly scientific names for each and every one, I personally have found that simply using the name of whichever tree they spawned from is quite sufficient. A dryad who spawned from an ash tree is an ash dryad, from an oak tree is an oak dryad and so on and so forth; I am quite sure I need not recount the name of every tree for the reader to understand my point.

True dryads, once born from whichever tree they are, are from then on about as attached to the tree as a human might be their parents; their personal feelings vary from nymph to nymph, but in terms of life force, they can and will live even if their tree has been cut down. Unlike humans, the only thing that can kill a true dryad is when the last trace of their tree has disappeared from this world; be it by decay or fire or a misplaced disintegration spell, once the tree is well and truly gone, so too is the dryad.

In terms of a dryad's appearance, their skin will be made out of the same bark as their tree, their hair the same leaves, their innards the same wood. Their eyes may have fruits or flowers in them depending on the tree and time of year, but they may simply be empty sockets. In any case, you should know a dryad at first sight, for unless walking trees are quite common in your place of residence, there's really nothing you can mistake them for.

I would give a description of a dryad's typical personality, as so many others have in their own texts, but my experiences with them have made me aware that they differ in personality as much as humans do; this holds true for all nymphs and I will not repeat such trite and blatantly untrue statements as "all dryads are nurturing, all naiads are mischievous," etc. That is my final statement on this matter and if I receive one more letter from my editor asking where the personality descriptions are, I swear I will-

(Editor's Note: The rest of this tirade had to be cut for its vulgarity and surprisingly creative threats towards me, my place of work, the scholars that continue to perpetuate these stereotypes, their families, and oddly enough, any cows they may have in their possession. Rest assured it was very much unsuited for such a text, but I preserved as much as I was morally able to.)

The florae, nymphs born from flowers, differ from dryads in appearance and origin, and that is where the differences end. They are comparatively rarer as flowers are quite fragile and much more likely to be destroyed, but so long as the vine or shrub or roots survive, so too will the flora. Oddly enough, trees that produce a dryad may also produce a flora from its flowers.

Florae are typically made out of whatever their flower bloomed on, be it vines or stems or branches. Whatever their flower was, replicas of it will be blooming all over their body, including in their eyes, and their hair will be made out of its petals. I have encountered florae many times, and I have yet to figure out just how some of the hairstyles they have are physically possible. One of the many mysteries of life, I suppose.

I suppose now that we have discussed dryads and florae, we must now discuss the dragon in the room: the dryads and florae that were once human beings.

There are many, many different theories of why and how this phenomenon occurs, but there are three facts we know: one, that if a human being is turned into a plant, they will inevitably become a nymph, two, that these humans are visually indistinguishable from true nymphs, and three, they are much more fragile- if their tree is cut down or their flower dies, they will die too and there is nothing that can be done about it.

It is for this reason that turning people into plants is so harshly punished, for you have condemned them to either an early death or a painfully prolonged life that could easily be cut short by anyone unaware of their plant"s true nature. But this is not a book about ethics or law, and if you wish to know more, than you must look elsewhere, for I have shared everything that is relevant.

With that out of the way, let's talk about (gods save me) the other land nymphs.

There are nymphs far older than human civilization, and indeed, humanity as a whole. These nymphs are known to the particularly religious as "The Elder Ones" and to the rest of us as simply the land nymphs.

The best way to explain these nymphs is to take a quick look at history. All throughout time, the earth has been shifting and changing, and as it changes, so too do the nymphs who personify it. These nymphs are fluid and ever changing, their types only vague classifications that serve to describe just what they represent at the moment. They are old, wise, and frustratingly reclusive, and the only reason we know they exist is because of what other nymphs have told us.

Thus far, the classifications are:

Oreads (mountain nymphs)

Valleaeae (valley/pasture/glen nymphs)

Pratae (meadow nymphs (Editor's Note: I personally don't understand the point of this distinction))

Napaeae (dell nymphs)

Haliae (seashore nymphs)

Umidae (wetland nymphs)

This is all we really know about them, and though other nymphs claim that it was them who created all other nymphs, that sounds far too religious for this book.

Water Nymphs

Water nymphs are far less varied than land nymphs (thank the gods, this chapter is getting long enough as it is) and they are all, in terms of origin and appearance, functionally the same.

Naiads (the term for water nymphs in general) spawn from a water source that isn't the open sea (why, this is still unknown.) They are made out of water and may adorn themselves with objects found in their water source, such as colorful rocks or flowers and things of that nature.

The subspecies of naiads are:

Lacuae (lake nymphs)

Pegaeae (spring nymphs

Fluminae (river nymphs)

Naiads are a curious case. Unlike land nymphs, they cannot be killed by any means. Instead, they will spawn, live as long as they like, and then once they're done they will dissolve into the water from whence they came, and another naiad will spawn and the cycle will start anew.

There will never be more than one naiad at a time from one water source, and we have yet to discover any nymphs born from the ocean.

Underworld Nymphs

Underworld nymphs have only been said to exist by the precious few undead who are willing to discuss such matters. They are not proven to be anything more than the dreams of a dying mind, and thus I will not be including them in this text no matter how much my editor begs me to.

If you wish to research them, there are a number of scholarly texts that hotly debate their existence, role in the Underworld, origin, and quite literally every little thing about them.

Vagari

Whatever Vagari may be, they almost certainly aren't nymphs. Some say that they are the children stolen away by fairies, others say that they are the tormented souls of lost travelers. All that can concretely be proven about them is that they can be seen wandering the woods, wearing clothes made out of animal skins and leaves, and wearing a mask in the shape of an animal's head.

I write about them in this text solely because we are just uncertain enough of their true nature that they could, possibly, be some form of nymph.

And with that, this text comes to a close. I hope this will serve you well wherever you may be, and always remember: if you should meet a nymph, treat them and their source with respect, never forget that they are as wild as the earth that formed them, and don't get too attached to any objects they may see in your possession. Or just run. That would work as well.

[ariiiloves]

I bought my brother a bracelet, its all black and now im wondering if he would have liked something with more color

[themetalheadhippy]

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙 🐍🌾🪨 𝙄'𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙣' 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚?

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Imagine Ari being asked to Talk about what her father does for work in school and talking about "her dad's super special secret Friends" and showing the gun Joy helped her make

awww

real talk, Jericho has definitely taught her to lie, misdirect, and be deliberately vague if asked about what he does for work, since he's made a lot of powerful enemies. He doesn't tell her much about his vigilante work for her own safety, but he doesn't want to keep her completely in the dark either, so she's pretty knowledgeable about information security for a six year old

[evansbby]

Bestie please i BEG you you must stop referring to Steve as “HE WAS JUST BEING A GOOD OLDER BRO” CAUSE THATS NOT GOOD OLDER BRO BEHAVIOR!!!!! 😭😭😭

I get that we misunderstood the scene and i get your intention to not have him be a total sociopath but babe he basically manhandled his sister!! And if she’s shy and anxious around folks maybe dont push her to meeting new folks no matter how sweet they may be THATS NOT HOW YOU DO IT!!!! 😭😭😭

I have a really REALLY older brother and yes he teases and smacks for fun and is incapable of showing real affection even though he has TWO sisters but he is still somewhat kind!!! 😭😭😭

Steve imho is incapable of having normal emotions like he really needs to be in therapy because maybe his absentee parents didnt show any growing up so he didnt learn how to show any himself and anger and horniness kinda took over the place in his whole heart and mind instead

And also also yes i get they both SUCK and i get that the bar is set in FLAMING HELL but Ari still wins by a mile because he did share some sweet moments with reader despite it being in the privacy of her room and yes he fucked in front of a crowed while intoxicated but like baaaaaaaabe they’ve had sex before and she is very VERY into him!!!!!!! I get its a dark fic that’s drowning in noncon (which is my fucking niche and the hill i will probably die on and go to hell for) but their sex is not rape-y bestie not like how it felt with Steve 😭😭😭

PLLLLLZZZZZ 😭😭😭

What?!? He didn’t manhandle her?? All he did was put his arm around her?!?!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

wanna bite suguru’s neck so hard the moment he walks through the door that he chuckles and checks my teeth to ”make sure i didn’t turn into a little vampire” while he was away

[doctorwhoisadhd]

wait can someone make a manic pixie dream girl story where it turns out that she genuinely IS the post-transition future version of the main guy because that would be SUCH an insanely good lens to talk about self love through

[cb-writes-stuff]

Yeah hard agree with nope on that one you’re worth the effort. Steel, lilac, and mint

Oh what what was that and color *loop teehee*

Literally why though, you can just ignore me and it’ll go away on its own or I’ll just act like it’s fine. I’m a very good actor when I try. But I also know that acting is not good, and it has caused me many problems in the past and continues to do so. So I try not to do it. And—

And…

“and”

…

o///o

[greyias]

I can't even walk in the gd sewers without NPCs who I am on very good terms with and have gone way out of my way to make sure they survive deciding to just jump me

[hornedcraft]

aaaaa sorry to ramble about him so much but he is deeply healing to me. half of it is mental health reasons (it is very convenient for me, as someone with bpd, to have my fp be a literally trained social worker; he does not ever ever EVER make me feel bad for the things my mental health puts my thoughts and feelings through, he is always so good about it, even if he still doesn’t totally understand that just being around him helps significantly but thats more of a him-self-esteem thing), half of it is bc i am very much in love with him and having him around soothes the heart, it’s a big gaping hole whenever he Isn’t here even if i do like doing things on my own a lot too