#but that life was literally born of the gods life and magic. what is some level of 'awarebess' drifts between them

[akkivee]

choose your fighter: ichikuu lyrics edition

[imabiscuitinthousandworlds]

Crafting a world is os fun. At first it was gonna he a grey hellscape and it still is but now if you dig the stones are colourful and if you look in the right dusty crevices there are corals. And there's possums. Because if course there's possums. sometimes an alive god nearby glances at this dead one and the dead god cries

[gemjewlerybox]

♡ Go Go Magical Girl! ♡

chapter 1

There’s a new app on your phone

There were already a lot of apps on your phone, gaming, social media, tutoring apps, and you were prone to still having apps on there you forgot you had. You wouldn’t have noticed it really, if it wasn’t smack right in the middle of the screen

You may be messy but at least it was organized, kinda. 

You were in the middle of homework, struggling with math as usual. What's different? Just mind numbing stress. 

What took you out was hearing a bell sound. 

You paused for a moment, then continued back to your work. So maybe hours of stress isn’t the greatest. Maybe you should take a break a small break, you were hungry after all- 

Ding

There it was again. You look around the room for the sound, did you have a wind chime somewhere? Just swaying in a enclosed space- 

Your eyes did a quick sweep of your desk, and just for a split second you saw the screen of your phone shut off. 

Weird, you weren’t on it for a good while, why would it be on?

You grabbed it and it flashed back the lockscreen, the familiar faces of an older woman and smaller child popped up as the background. What wasn’t familiar was two notifications from an app you didn’t know of.

Child born from the pinkest of clouds, welcome to your life! 

….huh?

What app did you download recently? You can’t even remember- 

Hey, are you there? There’s people to save!

The second notification displayed, leaving you even more confused. Okay what cheaply made microtransaction ridden app did you download?

You opened your phone intended to dig through all of your apps to see who the imposter was, but instead you were greeted by it smack on your homescreen. 

It was a pale pink app, with a small heart in a darker shade in the middle of the icon. It was a simple looking app, one that you still don’t recognize. 

Eh, it didn’t really matter too much right now. Someone from school must have mentioned it when you were around and you downloaded it and forgot. You're too busy right now for an app to be sending notifications, so you decided to go and turn them off. 

Its just, when you tapped on the app, it didn’t open. 

Okay, maybe it was a mistap- nope it didn’t open again. After a good while of rapid tapping and rapidly growing annoyance, the app still didn’t open. 

You huffed a little, and then remembered you could totally turn off notifications via the settings app. You swiped around a bit and opened the settings app and scrolled more to locate and access the app itself- 

You can’t find it

You scrolled top to bottom, back and forth, the apps category. Hell you even went through other settings to see anything related to the mysterious app. Nothing 

…oh my god did you download spyware???

Panic started to spread through you. Your phone literally had access to everything about you, your name, your emails and passwords and banking information- oh god are you on the manor’s wifi?? CAN A VIRUS SPREAD VIA WIFI????

You turned your phone off and threw it on your bed. After a brief moment of spiraling about how you just gave some hacker the Wayne’s manor personal information on a silver dish, you grabbed your computer to quickly look up how to stop a virus attack before hearing a knock at the door.

You heard the formal title of your name after it, Alfred. You look at the clock on your wall, it is dinner time. You felt a grimace form on your face. 

You did not want to go down to that dining table. 

“Sorry Alfred” you called out from inside your room,”I think i’m just going to skip tonight’s dinner-”

“Tonight is the monthly dinner, miss. Everyone is required to attend.”

Fuck- you really don’t want to go down there now. Just to be ignored again?

“I’m…just not feeling so good right now.” you lied, well kinda “It’s probably from school stress.

Plus like, it's not like my presence is…needed y'know?”

You winced a little from that last part. But honestly you can’t deal with the uncomfortable, unwanting, atmosphere you’ll be prone to at that table. 

You couldn’t hear anything from the other side of the bedroom door, but you looked down and still saw a shadow showing from the gap of the door to the floor. He’s always been persistent with rules- 

“But really I don’t think my stomach can handle anything, so I’ll just be there pushing food around. I don't want to waste any food!” good this was such an awful lie

“Well then when you feel a bit better, be sure to come down. I’ll wrap a plate for you, please be sure to eat before retiring for the night.” A lie he brought

“Ahh thank you!” for not dragging you down, “And I’ll be sure to eat something before bed!”

“Well then, have a good night, and please don’t stay up too long” Alfred said before you could hear the footsteps of his polished shoes grow dimmer and dimmer. You felt the coils in your body release as you let out a sigh before collapsing on your bed. 

It’s so hard talking to these people in this manor, even Alfred. It seems like it hasn’t gotten any better since when you first came here

….you didn’t want to think about that time. 

Instead, you thought about your phone and potential malware that’s on it. 

You slowly went and grabbed your phone and said a little prayer before turning it back on. No flashing lights, pops ups, or random numbers messaging you your location, and nobody banging on your door. That should be a good sign…right?

…you quickly checked to see if you were on the manor’s wifi. Thankfully you weren’t, you sighed out in relief. The amount of stress you put yourself through is going to kill you one day, you can swear it sometimes. 

Clicking on the pink app again, and again it didn’t open. You laid on your back with your phone up in the air by your raised, just staring hard at it. As hard as you thought, you can’t even think of an app that even looks like it, nor any that won’t even let you access the thing. 

A new notification popped up on your screen, which scared you just enough to where you dropped the phone square on your face. Mid forehead rub, you read the notification, from your messaging app?

V- Hey, me and a few friends are going to the arcade now that its reopen. If you wannnnttt you can totally come with us! 

You looked at the message before switching your phone off again. Maybe you should bathe before continuing to your work. That sounds nice right now. 

The car ride was, as always, unbearable. Nothing has even been said since you entered the limo yet you can feel the sheer animosity from Damien across the car. 

You just sighed silently to yourself, you ran out of the energy to deal with him a long time ago. 

You spent the rest of the previous night in an endless battle of math homework, social anxiety, and doom thinking inside your room. The night ended with you crashing on your bed in defeat, completely forgetting to go down to the kitchen to eat dinner…your stomach sure didn’t forget. 

As Alfred continued to drive you both to school, you retrieved your phone from your uniform pocket. Fingers faster than your stomach rumbling, you open the chat messages between you and a classmate, Viviane, to see if she had anything on her person for you to munch on. 

You stopped when you saw the leftover message from last night. 

Thank god you turned off read notifications from your chats, you can just feel your phone going repeatedly from Viv seeing the unanswered read notifications. 

….Maybe it was better to wait to ask her when you get there. 

Clicking off the messaging app, your eyes were greeted with the cursed app. It was the first thing that you locked in on as you opened your phone in the morning, and after spending the entire morning getting ready and scouring the internet for any pink, heart, pink heart or whatever apps that ever existed. Nothing 

And, of course, when you clicked on the icon, it didn’t open. 

“What the fuck” you sighed out, what you thought was quietly

It wasn’t, you can eye on you from the opposite side of the car. 

“Where were you last night?”

“Hmm?” was all that was left from you as you turned towards your younger brother. It wasn’t often now that the two of you talked, thanks to you deflecting any attempts of his verbal abuse. You still gave polite, short answers and made quick getaways from conversations.

Lucky he seems too busy in recent months to follow and continue with the stream of taunts and venom, but there are times, like car rides to school, where you two have to be in the same space. 

 “Last night was a mandatory dinner and activities, yet you were nowhere to be seen.” 

“I…” Damien eyes bore into yours, one of intimidation, as if to convey his importance to you. His ego is fit for the blood son of a major billionaire such as Bruce, your collective father.

It kinda does make sense for him to think of himself highly, still you can’t help but feel exhausted with whatever power struggle he has had with you since you arrived at the manor. 

“ I just had work to do.” is all you said, simple. What's the point of getting into the specifics when he’s just looking for a reason why you're in the wrong and how you're a failure. 

Though, with the way he rolled his eyes and snorted came out, your sure that wasn’t a good enough answer for him

“Can’t do your duties as a family member because you can’t do simple schoolwork? It amaze me on how you can be worse” 

You can just feel yourself tuning him out, it was too early in the morning for him to start this with you and expect you to pay attention. You turned your attention instead back to your phone, scrolling through your social media for a distraction. Seems like there's a new arcade? 

You wanted to learn more, but Damien had other plans since in a blink your phone was no longer in your hands. 

“Wha- Hey??” you reached over on his side of the car to reach for your phone that was in his hands, but due to the seat belt you were in you couldn’t reach as far. 

Guess Damien didn’t have his own one on, because in the next second his hand was wrapped in your collar shirt, where he then pulled you towards him hard. 

You gagged as the seatbelt pushed against your neck and chest, your own hands grabbing at his. 

“I’m talking to you and instead you scroll through your phone?” he asked as if this was a slight against his name. 

“God, you're so insufferable,” His hands tighten its grip on your collar as he pulls you closer towards him, causing the seat belt to choke you further, 

“What? Can’t speak?” he taunted, now your hands left from his and you were scrambling to undo your seatbelt “Why do you even need to since obviously you think your too important than to interact with-” 

He didn’t get the chance to finish whatever rant he was going with, you unbuckled yourself and with the force he was pulling, you tumbled into him. You both smacked against each other and the car door.

You couldn’t even reach to nurse your injuries before the limo came to a screening halt, causing you both to jump from your seats. 

The car door on Damien’s (and now yours) side opens up, and thankfully you didn’t cartoonishly spill out the car. Damien had to brace himself on his seat so he didn’t fall out.

You looked out to see Alfred, the one who was driving you both to school, is the one who opened the door. He didn’t look the least bit pleased. 

Looks like you both made it to school though. 

You looked around and found your phone on the car floor, you grabbed it and your bookbag and quite literally climbed over Damien to get out, revenge for the shit show he just pulled. You didn’t bother to listen to whatever lecture Alfred was about to use nor the enraged look Damien must have. You simply climbed and hopped out the car and made a beeline to the gates of the school and merging with the other students. 

As you gathered your bearings and assessed yourself to make sure you were decent after that car ride, you switched on your phone to make sure no damage happened to it. Nothing physically, and switching it back on shows it was still working. The sigh of relief that left you, god.

What was all that about??

You rubbed your neck, it still burned from the strap. You can feel your eyes burning too.

No, no tears. The mascara your aunt gave to you was expensive and you will NOT let it run down your face in front of all these people. 

Its so stupid, all of this was stupid. 

“....I wanna go back home…”

“Why.Didn’t.You.Answer.Me.” ahhh, it was inevitable you’d fall for your faith. Being poked and propped, literally, by an angry Viviane in English. It's what you get for ignoring her messages. 

After cooling off in the last three class periods, you were waiting for your 4th one to begin. The teacher has always been known to run late to classes, so the class was loud with chatter.

Your assigned seat was near the back of the class, and your deskmate was poking at you to annoy you. 

Funny, in the start of the year when you realize this class has seating partners, you tried your best not to bother her, giving her space and scurrying away when classes were over.

That didn’t stop the girl from messaging you a week after classes started. 

To this day you still don’t know how she got your number. 

“I must have not seen it-”

 “Liar,” Viviane cut you off. “I looked and you turned in the winter museum column at 11:45 last night. You were awake when I sent that text.”

Okay stalker. 

“Yeah well,” you began your lie as you pushed her poking nail away away from your face, “I was really focus on Mr. Lopez work-” 

“Ugh, I can just hear the excuses coming out before you even say them.” she sighed dramatically, “I thought I turned notifications on on your phone?”

“...yeah you did.” you gulped, turning away from her so your face doesn’t betray you, suddenly you were very interested with your notebooks on your desk. 

“......did you turn them off-”

“I put them on silent” You can hear her groan out your name, “Why did you do that, huh? What would have happened if there was news worth coverage near your area that I needed you to get to at that moment?” “On a Tuesday night?”

“This is Gotham. God if I had a nickel for each time I said that to you-”

Viviane, president of the school’s newspaper and the co-owner of the schools unofficial news account on social media. You joined the club this year back in the fall as a photographer initially, but some days you find yourself writing a column or two some weeks.

She has been trying to reach out and cover news outside of the school grounds, hence the want for all club members to have notifications on and ready. She likes to be ready, and she has a knack of calling bullshit. 

Or maybe you weren’t a good liar. 

“Hmmm” she eyed you up and down, her lashes low, the look made you fidget around a bit. “Well, there really wasn’t anything that happened last night anyways.” she admitted, “I was inviting you out.”

“Viv-”

“God you're such a hermit.” she said as she resumed the poking, this time at the back of your head. If she wasn’t fond of long decorated deco nails, you may be able to ignore it, “A once in a lifetime chance the club goes out as a group and you want to miss out on it?”

“You mean the new arcade that just reopened after it was basically demolished from some Joker attack?”

“......” it was Vivaine turn to look away embarrassed, all for like two seconds 

“I’ve never seen you do anything fun, well that wasn’t photography-” “I like photography,” you pointed out, you finally stopped shuffling in your bag and gathered your materials for the class,

“Yeah, but when was the last time you did it that wasn’t for the school newspaper.”

Okay so she got you again. But that doesn’t mean you still didn’t find running around Gotham fun…..dangerous but fun still. 

“Well, even still the arcade is back and running! The club needs some much needed fun with all the shit we go through.” “The ish you put us through?”

“WE go through” she corrected, “We all are going, I’m making it mandatory”

“Oh COME ON-” you quickly quieted yourself, feeling eyes on you from your loudness. You shank back into your seat

Embarrassing 

“Just listen,” her voice was lowered to the point where you had to scoot closer to listen 

“Isn’t it weird how the place was practically demolished in a police vs drug lord setup, and now it’s back running in a matter of weeks??” Ah so this isn’t the R&R trip she’s trying to make it. 

“Oh my god viv-” “Mandatory~” she sang, grabbing your closest hand to her and swinging it. “You’ll have so much fun, I'll make sure all my friends have fun!” she giggled

“....” 

“Oooo wait I got the chance to read the segment of the museum you wrote, why didn’t you tell anyone you went…” You weren’t really paying attention to her or her hand holding at that point, partly because the English teacher finally came in to start the class but also….

She said you were her friend. 

God you should have dropped out of the club…..okay maybe that was extreme. 

But your feelings of wanting to go back home were also extreme. 

Here you were, Viviane successfully had gotten you to come to the arcade, by which of refusing to let you go back home (good cause you didn’t want to deal with the mess that was waiting for you), and instead dragged you to her own her own place before it was time to meet everyone here. 

Even for a weekday night, it was loud with games blaring and kids screaming and running around. You almost tripped over one of them when you first entered. 

Though, you can’t complain of the lack of games and activities around the place. The owners had probably gotten a huge settlement from insurance or whatever, because they were not short of excitement. 

Maybe you were being a sour wuss, this place is probably really fun. Too bad you're really awkward. 

Not all the members came, so much for it being “mandatory”

Viviane as soon as you all got there, immediately went off, probably sweet talking whatever kid at the counter space for information about the owners. Which left you and the three other members that came.

You don’t know how it even happened, but the two guy members suddenly started having a showdown on whoever could win the most tickets. And somehow that led to you being dragged as referee and scorekeeper.  

Right now you three were at the basketball hooping machine, a game you made them play twice already cause mid way through the first go arounds the balls ended up being thrown at each other rather than the hoop.

You were hanging in the back leaning against a wall, your phone out with tally notes and Alfred’s messages. 

“You seem to be having the time of your life.” huh? 

You looked around to hear where that voice came from, only to turn to your side and see it was the 5th member that joined, Aurelia. You were leaning against a wall that was behind the two members playing fighting. “You seem way more relaxed than how you were when we came in”

“Oh…you could tell?”

“Girl” they slid next to you on the wall, that's when you noticed the ginormous cone of cotton candy they had gotten, “You literally went rigid as soon as Viv dipped. Thankfully these knuckleheads didn’t seem to notice as they dragged you away.” Aurelia chuckled watching the other two starting to go at it.

Thank god for the cloud of sugar that was big enough to not show your embarrassed face. 

To be honest, you completely lost track of them. They just ghosted the group as soon as you all got there, and to be honest that was pretty on brand for Aurelia. 

Aurelia wasn’t technically a member of the newspaper. They were, way before you joined. What did they do? They were the gossip column’s writer, basically. Vivaine herself will always say what Aurelia wrote was simply speculation, but others would beg to differ. Vivaine also probably considered she made them use a pen name. 

A school like Gotham Prep academy was one that didn’t want any to damper its reputation, they were a well, highly acclaimed and decorated school. Its students went on to be great scientists, politicians, business owners, and more. The school, though, is still in Gotham, and it sure did have its skeletons. 

You don’t know what for sure put the nail in the coffin, if it was the story of the underlining steroids problem in the school being started by a gym teacher, or how certain high elite parents were paying teacher’s off to pass their kids. 

No one knows how Aurelia got those bank statements to this day. 

Whatever it was, the school put an immediate stop to it, either Vivaine kicked out whoever was writing the columns, or all members got kicked and a whole revamp of the newspaper crew. 

Aurelia voluntarily left, but the next day an account under the same penname popped up. 

“I’m not finished with this thing, literally please take some.” 

“Okay okay” you reached over and grabbed a piece from the cloud and ignored how you just saw a ball get thrown somewhere that wasn’t the hoop. Cotton candy was more important, and also your phone which began to vibrate, signaling a new notification.

As a teenager in your day and age you went for it immediately to check your message, a grave mistake since the notification showed your extremely low grade in your math class. 

“Oh you take Mr. Lopez class too?” Aurelia asked, you hadn’t noticed that your phone and bad grade was on full view for them. 

“Oh- ah..” you quickly put your phone back in your pocket, feeling embarrassed “Yeah, this class has been terrible and the semester isn’t isn't even over.” 

“Have you ever thought about getting a tutor?”

“Hm?” a tutor?

“Yeah, I also was taking that class and it was legit busting my ass. I knew that first month I needed a tutor.” they whipped out their phone and scrolled a bit before finding what they were looking for 

“Here,” they brought their phone up to you, it showed a list of their grades in the same class.

The first few grades were…..less than ideal….but during the later fall months, their grades had gotten better, like way better. 

“Oh my god-....a tutor helped you with this?” 

“Yep” you must have had a questioning look on your face because Aurelia seemed to get a bit flustered by it, “oh- no I definitely didn’t pay this school money to fix this. Please god- I'd rather just fail.” they snorted out the last part before laughing. After a moment, you began laughing a bit too. 

“Yeah no, wait, so what tutor did you even get?”

“Oh, she's amazing. And not like one of those that comes from like a tutor company or anything. No, I literally found a flyer on the school bulletin board.” Aurelia continued to ramble as they brought back their phone to scroll around more. 

“She’s like a college student- okay this is getting too much.” 

What was getting too much? Well you completely forgot that you were in an arcade opened to the public, some kid around the corner spotted the cotton candy you both were eating and began screaming about wanting one. 

“Ugh, come on.” Aurelia grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the wall. You were led around the arcade until the two of you found an exit that led to outside. The cold wind pierced against your exposed skin, the chill already reaching your bones, but it was quiet. 

Good. 

“Ahh that's better” Aurelia said as they stretched their arms out, “I love the cold, it's so refreshing-” they turned towards you

“oh-oops. Guess you don’t like it as much huh” 

“Nooo, what are you talking about?” you asked through your teeth. You can even tell that you were shivering ass off. 

“Well, let’s just make this quick then.” they said as they tossed the cotton candy away before pulling out their phone again. The pang in your heart hurted at the sight. 

“I wanted it to be quieter so I can hear your number.”

“...Number?”

“Yeah, I’m totally going to try and hook you up with my girl! Well tutor, but she is a life saver.”

Oooohh

“Plus I never even got your number, and you joined a bit ago, no?”

….honestly it makes sense to you. You recited your number to them and they tapped in it, a few seconds later your phone buzzed, you opened it up again to see a new message from an unknown number

Unknown- It's me, Arii 

“Oh, do you need me to spell out my name for you” you asked as you save the new contact, 

“Nah, your under ‘Camgirl’”

“....what the-”

“Come on let's go back inside before Viv sniffs us out”

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spencer reid x gn!reader | 800 words | Spencer being extremely, painfully, in love with the reader, that is literally the entire plot | fluff

Dr. Spencer Reid's Dissertation on the Groundbreaking Discovery of a Fifth Fundamental Force

It's basic physics that gravity is the weakest of the fundamental forces, but responsible for the attraction between objects with mass. Electromagnetism governs the interactions between electrically charged particles. Nuclear forces are the strongest of the fundamental forces, responsible for holding the nucleus of an atom together. 

According to Dr Reid, the most important (and quite frankly, the strongest) force that the human body can experience is actually a fifth one that's a combination of them all; it's responsible for attraction between bodies (specifically yours and his), it deals extensively with electrically charged particles (in other words, its what makes him feel like he is internally vibrating at a glass shattering frequency whenever you are around, how he can never seem to be anything other than at an excited state at just the thought of you), and most importantly, it's what holds the nucleus, the core, the crux (him) together.

Sure, whenever someone mentions in passing or as a joke that you were a force of nature, it was meant to be a figure of speech, a jibe, something to say just for the sake of it. But even without his PhDs, he knew better. No, to him, it was a fact that his world revolves around you. A normal, simple, everyday fact. The sun rises in the east. Nikola Tesla was born during a lightning storm. Casein in milk helps neutralise capsaicin, which is why raw milk helps with spicy food. Spencer Reid was deeply, irrevocably in love with you. Simple fact.

Close-up magic was cool, definitely, but he knew it was just perfectly timed misdirection and sleight of hand. Tricks. Illusions. White Lies. That's not to say he doesn't believe in magic or miracles, no, because that's all you could possibly be, right? A miracle? A blessing from a God he thought he didn't believe in, until you happened? Because what you do to him is nothing short of magic.

How the chaos of his mind fades into static white noise at a simple touch of your hand. How your eyes always look to find his in a room, no matter how crowded, and how you always smile like a kid who won a stuffed animal at a carnival when they finally do. How some part of you always stays and lingers around him every day, be it in your perfume that he can still smell on his clothes, remnants of the mark you've left on him, keys you've misplaced at his place, your mug next to his where the dishes are stacked, or in the little notes you leave for him to find throughout his day, reminding him that even with all the death, pain, and destruction in the world, perfection like you is possible.

People look at their lives in their own way. Most people quantify the time lived by looking at it in parts— childhood, teenage/adolescence, adulthood, and old age. For Spencer, though, there was only one other time in his life that mattered— Before you. He swears that everything he knows, everything he has ever learned, everything that he has been through, up until the point that he met you, happened specifically so that he could do just that— meet you.

If there's anything the BA in Philosophy helped him understand, it's this. Existentialists argue that life has no inherent meaning, and individuals must create their own meaning through their choices and actions. By that logic, his choices and actions, having subconsciously led him to you, must mean that you are the true meaning of life. Not an existentialist? Not a problem.

Plato believed that the meaning of life lies in attaining the highest form of knowledge, which is the Idea of the Good, from which all good and just things derive utility and value. Considering how Spencer's pursuit of this exact idea is what led him to you in the first place, this must prove beyond a reasonable doubt that you were the true meaning of life. At least to him.

Nihilism suggests that life is ultimately meaningless and that there is no objective value or purpose. Nihilists must have never encountered you, he concludes.

a/n: this is so not like my usual stuff, i am aware, but i am in my feels right now and my WIPs are still IP and like i said i am in my FEELS, so here is my unfiltered, unformatted, definitely not even a little bit proofread spencer reid ramble. this wasn't even in my drafts i just typed and clicked post now so i really am sorry if this is horseshit. tried my best to keep it gender neutral but like i too fuck up so apologies in advance.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

hi hello! hopefully what im asking for isn't too obscure, but do you think i could i get resources/tips on how to write a being that was synthetically made/and or coded? Much thanks in advance/for the chance!

Writing Ideas: Synthetically-Made Characters

some character tropes

Artificial Human: A human being who was created artificially rather than born naturally.

Artificial Animal People: Human-like animals or animal-like humans created through science.

Artificial Intelligence: In fictional works, AI most usually refers to artificial general intelligence — a sapient, self-aware computer system capable of independent thought and reason.

Bioweapon Beast: You create your own attack animal, genetically engineering existing organisms or creating your own. Maybe this new organism would rather just be left alone, and refuses to actually fight. Maybe it goes feral and becomes a dangerous monster roaming the wilderness. Maybe it actually works perfectly, but those in charge of it are far from ethical.

Clockwork Creature: May be purely mechanical, or, if in a fantasy setting, there may be a blend of mechanical and magical elements.

Mechanical Lifeforms: A race of robots or robot-like creatures that are also considered a honest-to-goodness species of living things. They're just like your everyday living organisms, except they happen to have metal for skin, wires for nerves, and so on. They're often silicon-based as well. These may be robotic animals, plants, micro-organisms, or sapient creatures. If they are sapient, they would never wish to Become a Real Boy because, as far as they can see, they are as real as that boy. The origin of such creatures is often never elaborated on or unknown to the characters. It's not uncommon for them to have creators Shrouded in Myth and mystified or outright denied in a sort of reversed creationism that are later further explained in plot-relevant and shocking revelations, similar to precursors for organic species. Sapient mechanical lifeforms tend to react as one would expect when they learn the nature of their origin, usually in some kind of denial and anger. There has been a trend of portraying mechanical lifeforms as formerly organic races that roboticized themselves either as the next Evolutionary Level or simply to survive some world-ending catastrophe that affected them in the past. However, it's also common for such creatures to simply arise without a creator in a process comparable to evolution.

Puppet Permutation: A person changes into a living puppet. They sometimes can control themselves, but this is usually not the case. These puppets are often controlled by outside forces.

Examples

Frankenstein's Monster is one of the most classic and well known examples. While it is stressed at certain points through the original Frankenstein novel that the monster is an entirely unique species, he certainly has a human intelligence and personality. It is left ambiguous whether creating the creature was actually a bad thing or not. The creature suffers (and subsequently causes suffering to his creator), not because it was created but because the creator abandoned it afterwards.

Celtic Mythology: Blodeuedd, the woman created from flowers to be the wife of Lleu Llaw in Medieval Welsh mythology.

A Greek myth tells the story of Pygmalion, a man who shunned real-life women but craved that his beautiful sculpture of one would come to life. He loved it so much that he prayed to Venus/Aphrodite, the goddess of Love, to grant him that wish. After he kissed the ivory-carved statue's lips, Venus worked her magic and it came to life. This is seen as a literal "Breath of Life".

Pandora in Greek myth was a sculpture that the Gods made and brought to life.

Japanese Mythology: Any non-electronic item can become a Tsukumogami if it's cared for and becomes old enough, which are Animate Inanimate Objects. This can also happen to toys, giving rise to the Living Toys trope.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: An alien civilization created at least one sentient supercomputer, Deep Thought, for the purpose of answering philosophical questions regarding the meaning of life, the universe and everything.

The Hunger Games: During the rebellion which led to the creation of the titular Games, the Capitol bred a number of genetically engineered animals called muttations (commonly abbreviated to mutts) which were used as living weapons against the districts. From the Tenth Hunger Games onwards, they became a regular feature in the arena, with the Gamemakers using them either to kill the tributes directly or to drive the tributes together and force them to fight each other. Examples of mutts seen in the Games include poisonous snakes which are programmed to attack anyone whose scent is unfamiliar, carnivorous squirrels which attack in packs and werewolf-like creatures which have been created to resemble fallen tributes.

Victor Frankenstein (2015): Victor proclaims to Igor that they will create a man after their own image. The process involves stitching together dead body parts and reanimating the corpse with lightning.

Isaac Asimov often averted this trope quite harshly in his Robot Series and related works, preferring to think of robots as tools rather than people. He only imagined robots being roughly humanoid when they needed to be able to perform tasks which human tools for already existed and it wouldn't make sense to replace every piece of equipment when one robot could be made to use them. They were always built to the job, and sometimes that job made for very unusual designs instead.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 ⚜ More: Notes & References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

Hi, here are some related tropes you can use as inspiration. More examples and information on these in the sources linked above. Hope this helps with your writing!

[phoenixcatch7]

Okay so I saw this post about dark percy (really him reaching his Limit and fighting full strength with everything he had) and I was imagining the potential fallout of that. Pretty bad, as you can guess.

The thing is a lot of percys strongest moments happen out of view of the olympians, especially in hoo. The hurricane atop the glacier in alaska, the poison scene in tartarus, bending the depression river and the one in the palace of nyx.

Stuff like the St Helens eruption got him washed up on an inescapable island literally removed from reality until calypso gave him the OK, the achillies curse he got tricked into losing by hera. Smaller moments, the minotaur, fighting ares, the stolen pirate ship, walking on water vs hyperion, freshwater sources, him knowing both Latin and Greek, they're more easily brushed off or at least mostly due to cunning, sword skills and sheer luck and grit.

But basically the olympians don't actually know the full extent of percys strength and divine power. They have hints - percy standing on the throne, winning against ares, his many victories - but what they aren't willing to brush aside in the heat of (an important) battle there have been pretty strong consequences for.

Heck, just look at Frank, he's no prodigy with weapons, he's polite and respectful, but his distant relation to two olympians letting him inherit shapeshifting earned him direct divine meddling and his life force tied to a hunk of half toasted firewood. Man is a honey bear with lactose intolerance and he was punished with a mythical death curse for being too strong.

If Percy's true strength came out, he would risk losing everything. His freedom, most certainly. If he wasn't straight up executed he might wind up in a Greek myth style imprisonment, the way of atlas, prometheus, calypso, or something like the myriad of ways Greek heroes met their end. Good scenario he survives a dozen curses and gets on with life with a dozen new disabilities, best case scenario he's stripped of every inch of divine power and dropped back to the mortal world, not even clear sighted. Total separation from the Greeks and Romans. Oh, annabeth would marry him either way, and his friends would hardly abandon him despite the gods wishes, but they'd hardly be able to see him, and no long range contact without the ability to IM him or vice versa.

All of that to say Percy is hiding his true strength from the gods themselves - maybe not consciously, and it's not even power he particularly wants - but if they ever find out?

It's game over.

But why is he so strong? I don't know. What I do know is that the half bloods of the books are so much stronger than the ones of myth. Used to be that divine blood would get you divine favour and a great fate whether you liked it or not. Maybe some cunning and bow skills. A spot of spell casting if you were really lucky. Achillies got his curse after he was born, Perseus had a dozen magic artifacts, orpheus had something going on but hercules is to my knowledge an outlier. Now? Everyone in camp has some special power. Flight, fire, necromancy, hypnotism, dream walking etc. However it's happening, half bloods are slowly but surely getting a lot, lot stronger every century that passes. Meta? I mean I guess. But.

What no one has done before is something that their godly parent couldn't.

Except.

Except Percy.

Except Percy, in tartarus, at his mental, emotional and physical limit, controlling poison with his mind, overpowering the goddess of poison in her home, making misery choke on misery. Feeling something in his chest crack. Doing something poseidon could not, and doing it better than the person who could.

Down there, hidden away from the gods, he evolved. For that brief moment, he did something, was something new.

And that was how the gods overthrew the titans.

And that's why they must never find out.

[cookie-lore-keeper]

Cookie Glosssary

A lot of humans might not know some of the terms used by cookies, so, I put a list of the terms here and an explanation for what they mean!

A

Ancients/Ancient Heroes - The 5 great heroes who wield the soul jam. These

B

Baby Dough- Baby cookies

C

Beasts/Beast Cookies - The Corrupted cookies who had the Souljam before the Ancient Heroes

Bland - An offensive term for a cookie that you find boring or not unique

Crumbs - the fallen parts of a crumbled or injured cookie. If used in the context or, "Oh crumbs", that can basically be, "Oh fuck."

Celestials - Godlike cookies who weren't born cookies but somehow became cookies and originated from the human world

Cheesian - A cookie who is descended from the Golden Cheese Kingdom

Cookievorous - something that hunts cookies

Créme Republican - Refers to cookies who are from the Créme Republic

Crispia - The main Continent of Earthbread

Crispy - Refers to a healthy Cookie. Is also slang for a young cookie

Crumbling - Dying

D

Dragons - When talking about Dragons, cookies usually mean the Dragons that are able to turn into and communicate with cookies. But, they're are also dragons who don't have this ability

Dark Cacaoian - Refers to cookies who are from the Dark Cacao Kingdom

Dough- Body or skin

Dough-Brained - An offensive term for someone you find dumb

E

Eyecing- Eyes

Earthbread- The world that the cookies are on

Elementals - Refers to the powerful god-like cookies who rule over a specific part of nature

F

Frosting - The umbrella term for hair. Not all hair is made out of frosting, but all hair is called frosting

First Cookies - The witches who had their souls rebaked into cookies. Because they are witches, these 12 cookies are very powerful

Flatster - A slur for cookies

Flavor - Refers to the specific taste of a cookie but can also refer to the cookie's ingredients

Freshly Baked - A baby cookie

G

H

Hollyberrian- A cookie from the Hollyberry Kingdom

I

Ingredients- The things that make up a dessert's dough. Can also refer to their genes

Icing- Refers to facial features as well as any decorations on a cookie

J

Juice - Unless specified that it's non-alcoholic, juice is an alcoholic drink

Jamline- The familial line of a cookie

Jellies - The food cookies eat. Practically everything they eat is made up of jellies

K

L

Lifepowder - The magical substance that gives dessert creatures life

M

Millenial Cookies - Cookies who are from the Millenial Forest

Magichanical - A combination of modern techonology/robotics with magic

Mercookies- Aquatic cookies

N

O

Oh Witches - Like, "Oh God/Oh my God"

P

Q

Parfaedian - A cookie from Parfaedia

Pasty - An offensive term for cookies who have a lot of Vanilla flavors or ingredients in their dough

R

Rising Dough - A growing cookie. Usually refers to a young cookie

Resonate Ingredient - The main and most important ingredient of a cookie.

S

Syrup- On cookies, syrup refers to makeup, since a lot of makeup is made out of syrup. On clothing, it's basically a synonyms for icing

Shortbread- A slang term that refers to a small cookie

Soggy- A wet cookie. Being soggy for a cookie is dangerous because they can literally die if their dough becomes too soggy

Soul cheese - What the Golden Cheese Kingdom calls a cookie's soul

Soul Jam - An item with great power that gives the Ancient Cookies and the Beast Cookies their power. Contains a lot of lifepowder.

Stale- An older cookie. Can be used as an insult in a different context

Strawberry Jam - Basically the cookie version of blood (doesn't work the same way human blood works though)

Sugartearean - Cookie's who are from Sugarteara

T

Toothcing - Teeth (most cookies don't have teeth so idk why this is a term 🤷‍♀️)

U

V

Vanillian- Refers to cookies from the Vanilla kingdom

W

Wizards - Similar to the witches, the wizards were humans with magical powers and also created cookies

Witches - The humans with magical abilities that created dessert kind

X

Y

Yogurcans - Cookies who are from Yogurca

Yakgwans - Cookies from the Yakgwa Village

Z

Feel free to tell me anything that you think I should add!

[himehomu]

With Walpurgisnacht Rising coming in 2024, I want to talk about something that has been bothering me since Rebellion. It was never the “plot twist” of Homura separating Madoka from her godhood nor her taking those godlike powers for herself thus becoming the devil. It was always people's reactions to Homura doing this and the way they based her entire character around this specific moment that really rubbed me the wrong way. Saying she's a selfish monster who's trapping Madoka in a fake world for her own personal gain or that she's taking Madoka's agency away from her and making decisions for her that directly rebel against what Madoka wants... And, to that, I just want to know.... do literally any of you know what Madoka actually wants or are you just basing her character around her sacrifice?

Yes, it was for the benefit of all Magical Girls and yes it freed them from their cycle of selling their souls in the name of hope just to die at the hands of their own grief and despair, but Madoka didn't plan to abruptly cease to exist at the cost of it?? She didn't want to be stuck between life and death only existing as a deity meant to eradicate Witches for all of time. Madoka wished to erase Witches before they are born from the past, present, and future. Going back years upon years in time, destroying Witches and mercy killing Magical Girls; fighting forever, past and future, for all time. Ceasing to exist as an individual, only able to materialize and interact with someone when they're dying of grief and sadness and pain; relieving them of that pain so that their last moments won't be in agony, so they can die in peace, but there's none of that for Madoka. There's no death, no closure, no release, no freedom from this hell of being a weapon and nothing more.

But, Madoka would never voice these struggles and frustrations. Because Madoka isn't that kind of girl. She's the kind of girl who shoves all of her problems down and bases all of her self worth on how much she can do for others, how happy she can make others, and how useful she can be. She forces a smile and masks her pain because she doesn't want to burden anyone with her problems. She puts herself down constantly, risking her life trying to help others because she cares so little for herself. Without being useful, she believes her life has no value. And Homura knows this. Because Homura knows her. I feel like most people take Madoka's bright pink colors and smile at face value and don't realize she's chronically depressed. That's why in the first timeline, she and Homura naturally got along so well: they were both girls who hated themselves and based their self worth on how they made others around them feel, both self-loathing girls who deem themselves worthless if they're not useful in some way. Madoka was just better at hiding it than Homura was. And she still is by the 100th loop.

But, in Rebellion, when her memories of being a god are taken away from her, and she's given a hypothetical scenario of her fate, she says "wow that sounds awful and scary and lonely and I would never do something like that." The Flower Field scene is one of the most brilliant and misunderstood scenes in all of anime. Majority still to this day argue that, since Madoka doesn't have her memories, her words hold little to no weight, and Homura is simply hearing what she wants to hear. So, naturally, they disregard what Madoka is saying, assuming it's just Homura being selfish. And that's where they mess up. Because, the fact that Madoka doesn't have her memories here is the whole point! Homura is already well-aware that if Madoka had her memories, her self loathing would result in her caring so little for herself that she sacrifices herself every time which is why immediately after Madoka's words, she assures Madoka that she is indeed "strong enough to make that decision." Homura just wanted to confirm if Madoka would still miss her life pre-godhood in spite of that, which she outright says she does.

There are also arguments that Homura was somehow influencing Madoka in the labyrinth aside from just not remembering becoming a god, but Shinbou already stated in an interview that this wasn't the case, and that these were Madoka's honest words. In fact, Madoka's true feelings regarding her godhood are revealed for the first time within the lyrics of Madoka's character song (sung by her VA Aoi Yuuki) that played as the ep 1-2 ED titled “Mata Ashita”. The song is about Madoka post-series which consists of Madoka wandering around aimlessly, quietly observing as humanity resumes without her, lamenting on the life she lost after becoming a god and wishing she could have been more honest about her feelings to Homura in ep 12, asking her to realize she's lonely.

[I'm pretending that I'm used to being alone, but I'm not really that strong.

The scenery is the same as always, the city is the same as always.

Even though I think everything will stay unchanged.

I still feel like I'm the only one who's tiny. Instead of "See you later."

I should've said, "I'll stay for a little longer."

I wanted and hoped that you would realize it.

But with the words "See you later,"

I lie to myself again.

And hide my true feelings beneath my usual smile. Saying, "See you later," I wave my hand.

Cracking a smile, yet I'm feeling lonely.

The truth is, I still have more to talk about.

But even my voice saying, "See you later"

is so near yet far from you that it can't reach you.

So let me say this like I always do, just once more: "See you tomorrow"]

This is definitive proof that even BEFORE Rebellion, this was already confirmed to be Madoka's true feelings.

The second time Madoka's true feelings post-godhood are adressed is via Madoka and Homura's concept movie quotes explaining that the God (Madoka) is clearly suffering in her “heaven”, which is more like a prison of isolation. The lizard girl (Homura) takes pity on her and separates her humanity from her godhood, thus making her human once more. Here are also some direct quotes from Magia Record which provides even more context for what Madokami is experiencing:

All of this, with the addition of Madoka's words in the Flower Field scene being confirmed to be her real and honest feelings, puts the whole “pulling madokami down from heaven” scene into a different perspective. Considering the entire reason why Madoka even became powerful enough to become God in the first place was because Homura's 100+ time loops linked multiple parallel universes together with Madoka at their center, and it's confirmed Madoka was suffering as a god, I would think people would be happy to see Homura reverting Madoka back to a human being and rewriting the entire universe to be a world where Madoka is happy and free, surrounded by her friends and family???

The fact that Homura's love for Madoka was so strong throughout 12 years of 100+ time loops, it turned Madoka into a goddess but when Homura was able to see just how isolating and lonely godhood was for her, she took her godlike powers for herself because she loved her and was willing to take on the exhaustion and isolation of immortality as the devil to spare her of anymore pain and sadness. Homura freed Madoka from a nonexistential purgatory prison and a decade later she's still demonized for it, how insane is that??

[waaterdeep]

It’s heartbreaking to me how easily Gale abandons his plans of becoming a god when you romance him, because it shows that he never actually wanted to become a god in the first place.

When you ask him how he’s feeling after discovering the crown of Karsus he tells you that he’s excited about what the crown could do to improve both of your lives. His plans aren’t clear but it’s obvious that he wants to use it for himself. Of course there’s some selfishness there, perhaps a desire to get back at Mystra, but there’s a good part of him that sees this as a way to impress you, to become worthy of you.

But to convince him to let go of the crown in Act 3 you simply need to tell him that he matters, that you love him for the man that he is not the god he wants to be. You need to convince him that he’s always been enough and that he always will be, so long as he stays true to who he is. And with high approval he accepts this without question. While he feels uncertain about putting all of his faith into one person, he’s still relieved and happy to do so.

You have opportunities before the Outer Planes scene to tell him that you care about him, most notably in Act 2, when you can tell him that you want to spend the night with Gale the man, that you don’t need him to wow you with cosmic sex. While this clearly means a lot to him it doesn’t translate as “I am exactly all that this person needs” in his mind yet.

But when you have the Outer Planes scene and he tells you of his plans, if you gently bring him back down to earth, kiss him and tell him he’s perfect, he’s wholly convinced. While Tara might have told him many times some variation of this, you are the first person, and most importantly the first lover, to tell him and show him. The fact that you met him with diminished powers and the Netherese orb and still fell in love with him speaks volumes.

It shows that his ambitions are not born from hubris, rather, from a profound insecurity that could only be the product of his defining of his life, his value, in relation to the literal goddess of magic and, obviously, falling short. Conjuring visions of Waterdeep and the Outer Planes, it’s all his way to convince you that he’s worthy of your affections, you who in most cases cannot do that at all. But he bases his worth completely upon his magical abilities, it’s no surprise then that magnifying them to infinite proportions is his way to remove his fear of losing you, since his greatest weakness, his humanity, is what drove his previous lover away from him.

And that’s absolutely heartbreaking.

[belladonnafeli]

List of Prophecies in ASOIAF and People wanting to take the magic out of the series

It’s my personal opinion that this fandom sometimes has a tendency to try to write off the magic in the series as not real. Or as unimportant, completely ignoring that this is still a fantasy series. An example of this are the prophecies that we get within the story. People in the fandom will write them off as being not true or untrustworthy and to a certain extent they are right but not in the way people believe. 

If visions and prophecies aren't true then what is the point of Bran being a greenseer? What is the purpose of Daenerys’ dragon dream that saves her from committing suicide in A Game Of Thrones? It’s Dany’s visions and dreams that help her birth the dragons. Dragons being one of the main sources of magic, hence the title A Song Of Ice and Fire.

The problem in my opinion is that people don’t know the literary device George is using to convey his messages. The way George uses the prophecies is through the literary device that is “dramatic irony”. Dramatic Irony is a type of irony where the reader knows something that the characters do not. 

Examples of Prophecies:

Daenys the dreamer seeing the doom of Valyria

Jojen's green dreams about Bran and about the iron born coming to winterfell.

 “I dreamed that the sea was lapping all around Winterfell. I saw black waves crashing against the gates and towers, and then the salt water came flowing over the walls and filled the castle. Drowned men were floating in the yard.

Bran and the people of Winterfell have no idea what this means, but us as readers have Theon’s chapters and know that the Iron men worship the drowned god, so we know that its them.

A good chunk of Dany's visions in the House of the undying.

She came upon a feast of corpses. Savagely slaughtered, the feasters lay strewn across overturned chairs and hacked trestle tables, asprawl in pools of congealing blood. Some had lost limbs, even heads. Severed hands clutched bloody cups, wooden spoons, roast fowl, heels of bread. In a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf. He wore an iron crown and held a leg of lamb in one hand as a king might hold a scepter.

Maggy the Frog and her prophecy about Cersei.

"Queen you shall be . . . until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear."

Will the king and I have children?" she asked. "Oh, aye. Six-and-ten for him, and three for you."

"Gold shall be their crowns and gold their shrouds," she said. "And when your tears have drowned you, the valonqar shall wrap his hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you."

"Worms will have your maidenhead. Your death is here tonight, little one. Can you smell her breath? She is very close."

 Red wedding by Patchface 

We literally get like three prophecies about the Red Wedding well before it happens.

"Fool's blood, king's blood, blood on the maiden's thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye."

All of these prophecies have come true or they will come true. And typically if you really look into the text you can infer how. What George shows us in the books is that yes, prophecy is true and real but trying to force it or stop it cannot change what the prophecy is meant to do. I’ll use an example to prove my point. First with Mirri Maz Durr, she believes that Daenerys’ child Rhaego will be the stallion who mounts the world. Mirri believes in killing Rhaego she has stopped this prophecy but what she fails to realize is that by doing this she’s only setting the prophecy in motion because Daenerys is the stallion who mounts the world.

“As swift as the wind he rides, and behind him his khalasar covers the earth, men without number, with arakhs shining in their hands like blades of razor grass. Fierce as a storm this prince will be. His enemies will tremble before him, and their wives will weep tears of blood and rend their flesh in grief. The bells in his hair will sing his coming, and the milk men in the stone tents will fear his name. The prince is riding, and he shall be the stallion who mounts the world.” “As swift as the wind he rides” “Tell Khal Drogo he has given me the wind” When Khal Drogo gives Dany her Silver. , “Fierce as a storm this prince will be” Daenerys Stormborn. In killing Rhaego she hasn't stopped anything, only further set things in motion. 

Not to mention the Ghost of High Hearts prophecies which all come true  

“The old gods stir and will not let me sleep. I dreamt I saw a shadow with a burning heart butchering a golden stag (Renly Baratheon), aye. I dreamt of a man without a face, waiting on a bridge that swayed and swung. On his shoulder perched a drowned crow with seaweed hanging from his wings (Euron Greyjoy). I dreamt of a roaring river and a woman that was a fish. Dead she drifted, with red tears on her cheeks, but when her eyes did open (Lady Stoneheart), oh, I woke from terror. All this I dreamt, and more. 

I dreamt a wolf howling in the rain, but no one heard his grief. I dreamt such a clangor I thought my head might burst, drums and horns and pipes and screams (Red Wedding), but the saddest sound was the little bells. I dreamt of a maid (Sansa Stark) at a feast with purple serpents in her hair, venom dripping from their fangs (Purple Wedding). And later I dreamt that maid again, slaying a savage giant in a castle built of snow. 

We can assume that the last line is Sansa slaying Littlefinger based off of these quotes from the last Sansa chapter in ASOS “A giant” the boy whispered, weeping. “It wasn’t me, it was a giant hurt the castle. She killed him!” “A mad rage seized hold of her. She picked up a broken branch and smashed the torn doll’s head down on top of it, then pushed it down atop the shattered gatehouse of her snow castle. “If tales be true, that’s not the first giant to end up with his head on Winterfell’s walls”. 

What I’m trying to say with all of this is that the fandom's dismissal of prophecy makes no sense to me. We as readers have more context than the characters in the story so of course we know what will and won’t happen. 

[meanbossart]

some questions about du drow and his blood magic sorcerer stuff (because i'm so damn curious about lore and sorcerer is one of my favourite classes haha). how did he become a sorcerer? did bhall create him that way and only grant him access to those powers later? did du drow just... not realise he had them until he joined the cult of bhall? did he suddenly stop being a sorcerer after he was infected with the tadpole? does he still have access to those powers but he just doesn't use them? does he still use them but not to the same caliber as before? i can understand not having them after being killed by bhaal and subsequently resurrected by withers, but if they are cut off at a different point, what causes that?

i think that's all the questions i have... sorry if they're too many 😅

(Technically there are indirect spoilers for A Novel Experience in this answer but I don't think its particularly egregious. EITHER WAY I figured I'd mention it.)

I guess sorcery is something bestowed upon him by matter of being a God's spawn, but there's no solid answer here and in truth, it's anyone's guess! He was born with these powers and had a vague but progressive knowledge of their existence as he developed. As I've mentioned before, DU drow killed his foster mother and partner at the age of 10 or 11 - he is not supernaturally strong now (well, I mean that he's only as strong as you would expect a 6'5", 250lbs man to be), and he certainly wasn't back then, either - It was thanks to his sorcery streak that he could take them out at all and swiftly. From that point on, he also had to escape the Underdark all by himself, where said powers probably came in clutch.

I believe that as DU drow grew older, a mixture of forgetfulness and aversion played a role in him pushing the thought of it out of his mind. He did not practice his powers at all as a teenager and focused entirely in what his body was physically capable of doing and enduring - he was often hungry, hurting and lonely, whatever weird blood magic he spurred up as a child, bore no relevance now. In truth, his powers are pretty useless for any purpose besides quickly killing something or healing himself.

It's worth noting too that this sorcery thing is purely in service of lore; DU drow is not a character that I play table-top with and so, his sorcery isn't supposed to function exactly like it would in a game. He has a blood magnetism/molding type power based closely off the Blood Magic's homebrew additional spells. He doesn't have cantrips or domain over any other type of magic like a caster character normally would.

DU drow can only do the following: Hemorrhagia: An AoE spell that draws blood out of a creature's orifices by forceful, magical means until either the caster's concentration is broken or all affected creatures perish. Ineffective against undead or constructs. (Based on the 6th level spell Haemorrhage from the aforementioned homebrew)

Universal Recipient: The human body is like a balm, and DU drow is but a pile of meat-putty; The blood and flesh of others can be absorbed to quicken the healing of small wounds, retain the vitality of the caster, and even regenerate the function of body parts. This also makes him immune to all blood diseases, but not to all blood conditions. This is actually a passive. (Based off of "Theft Of Life".)

(I have a desire to expand upon this but my other ideas are currently irrelevant and/or undercooked. So I'll leave at that for now.)

This is based on his theoretic conception (literally a piece of meat slabbed off of a dead god), and should also explain how he would have been able to survive infancy, childhood, and later, Kressas's experiments.

Upon joining the Bhaalist temple, DU drow would come to better understand and utilize his powers, but it was often more of a threat/punishment used against his own followers rather than something ever employed against victims. He always preferred getting up-and-personal with targets and sacrifices rather than resorting to sorcery, though naturally he still enjoyed the benefits of being Universal Recipient at all times.

DU drow does not recall ever possessing these powers following his brain being scrambled and the tadpole inserted. I can also tell you right now that triggering them by accident is impossible - his rejection of Bhaal as well as his death at the temple, however, did not nullify them. Once again, Universal Recipient does remain in-effect, but the benefits enjoyed by someone who's unaware of how that power functions is far too subtle for DU drow to chuck it up to anything outside the normal range of weirdness that surrounds him. As far as his friends and himself are concerned, he just heals really well sometimes.

Thanks for being curious about it! I had been holding onto this for so long, LOL. I'm glad to finally have a reason to get into it.

[jollmaster]

so far Charlie and Mimzy count as mothers, vega was pregnant but miscarried. Husk had children. Are there any other characters that had children that you haven't mentioned yet?

I started to remember and decided to make full list about character's situations in this sence! hope that list will be useful :D

asileverse!AU: guys, girls, family question

Charlie: two sons, Razzle and Dazzle, who were born without a man

Vega: once miscarried, never was pregnant again

Angel Dust: loved children, but never wanted to have his own (he could be a wonderful uncle)

Alastor: childfree (also don't forget that Al's child would be more dark-skinned than him because of mixed-blood ancestry, in this time it wasn't safe)

Niffty: no, she was very small and young

Husk: had five daughters and one son

Cherri Bomb: loved kids and even thought she'd probably have a few when she'll be more mature, but died before she became mature woman

sir Pentious: hadn't his own, but loved nephews and nieces, and now he treats Frank as his child

Adam and Eve: gave birth to thirty-three sons and thirty daughters (they lived more than nine centuries, so they had enough time)

Sera [Harahel]: gave birth to some half-breeds before the Deluge, but then had been deprived of the ability to reproduce (and sexual characteristics in general)

Lute: she had a mission to tell people about true God's speak, kids what kids

Lilith: mother of a thousand young, literally

Lucifer: visibly less than wife, but also many

two of his another wives also aren't infertile

all Sins have offspring, at least legionnaires spirits

same as Ars Goetia pantheon

both Seviathan and Helsa have kids too

Stella gave birth to eight daughters (three of them died for different reasons)

Vox: had three sons (elder one was killed during WWII)

Valentino: there's a big chance that his lover who died after abortion was in waiting of his child

Velvette: planned to get marry and have one child, but died young; before death she had thought that maybe she's pregnant (it wasn't planned)

Zestial: ofc he had offspring during his long life, he's very old hellborn guy

Rosie: infertile, though she belongs to fertile younger demon's branch (anyway blood magic is exists; at the moment of main events Rosie loves children only as food)

Carmilla Carmine: gave birth to one daughter (Clara is her husband's bastard), but then had several miscarriages

Mimzy: her son, her moon and star

Angel's brother: had no time for personal life

Angel's sister: gave birth to a boy after brothers' deaths

[theycallmeheaven]

A realization I’m left with after the finale is that a part of my discontentment with the narrative is tied up to a feeling I have, that (to me) Taliesin seemed to be the only person at the table who was aware of how religion works on a societal and personal level and how it can be utilized and/or weaponized. This culminated to two scenes:

1) How Matt played the holy people of Vasselheim reacting to the news of the gods becoming mortals. It was incredibly strange to me that they immediately started to question what Vasselheim was for and what they themselves were there for, especially since Matt went out of his way to reassure everyone that divine magic was not going to be disappearing (which in and of itself is a plot hole in my opinion, and kinda makes me feel icky even though I’m a hard core atheist in real life, but that is not the point of this post). Why would their faiths to their missions as their gods’ representatives be diminished, when their gods now physically walk with them? Vasselheim is going to become the center of the world!

For me the obvious thing would have been that Vasselheim would immediately start to build their power (go to war with the Kryn Dynasty for the beacons), their temples and castles for the moment their gods are found and they can be brought to sit on their thrones. Considering how the Dalai Lama is treated irl or, as a more light hearted example, the Avatar is treated in Last Airbender and Korra (which we know Matt knows about because of Keyleth), I would think that the people who have been worshipping their gods for years/decades/centuries would devote themselves to their upbringing.

It is incredibly difficult to get people to change their deeply held beliefs, because people have endless amounts of ways to get rid of cognitive dissonance that challenges their view of the world. And in CR, people literally just spoke to their gods that TOLD THEM ”I’m gonna be back, please find me”! Why would the holy people of Vasselheim have a crisis of faith, when they have actual proof of the existence of their gods?

2) On the other hand I did not understand the way Vex and Keyleth reacted to Percy wanting Whitestone’s spy network to search for the god babies. For some reason they didn’t seem to see the point of this mission, and I really don’t know how much of that was the characters and how much the players. The idea that they should just let the babies grow up however they grow up based on where they are born, completely ignores how there are thousands of people in the world who (I believe) would want to make those babies their literal God Kings or destroy them before they become a ”problem”. Considering how huge of a part of Avatar this is (the genocide of the air nomads anybody?) it would seem weird that this would not be a possible world building or plot thread in CR. So why would this be such a blind spot for Vex and Keyleth who, in my opinion, are incredibly wise/knowledgeable/experienced characters? And then they didn’t have time/energy as players to actually get into that argument at that point in the game, so it was just left hanging…

In my opinion Taliesin played his characters brilliantly, because every time he switched characters it became more and more apparent, that he was aware of possible societal outcomes of the situation, while also playing faith beautifully, AND on top of that having the most assholishly anti-god character on the table. He really went hard on both character psychology and social philosophy, but for me that couldn’t really shine when no-one else was meeting him on the same level.

[nyxvamps]

Underworld Children

So like I did with some of the Olympian gods, here's how some of the children of the underworld tend to look/act.

I hc that, since there are less of these children than other demigod children, they have closer relationships with their parents and often spend time in the underworld with them.

Children of Thanatos:

They tend to have grey or black hair though the coloring of the other parent has sometimes come through. usually curly

Their eyes are usually a light yellowish brown with their iris' being bigger than usually given them a wide eyed look.

Many of his children sometimes are born with silver eyes like Thanatos' twin Hypnos and some of his children

They all are born with avian style wings, though the coloring can be anything from black, silver, white, brown, etc. Bc of magic, they are able to hide the wings when necessary but two scar like lines go down the shoulders where they would usually be.

Fangs. These are retractable to a normal size and length and not all of his children get them.

Can be the type to be cheerfully morbid. Think of how happy the Addams Family is when it's raining and grey outside.

Have a very positive or neutral view on death. Since it is literally their father, they never fear it but tend to see it as just another aspect of life. Like having to go to an appointment.

Children of Hypnos

They tend to have darker colored hair that curls or is wavy

Their eyes are usually silver but some have had yellowish eyes like Hypnos' twin Thanatos

Some, but not all, are born with wings. it's a very 50/50 chance that you will be born with them. They tend to be more unusual colors like purples, blues, pinks, etc.

They very rarely get fangs but their eyes do tend to change more drastically than their other cousins (ie, the whites of their eyes being taken over by the color of their iris' when they use their powers.)

They can either sleep anywhere under any condition or they need very specific conditions to even be able to relax. No in-between.

Usually are very chill and have an easygoing personality.

Can get very irritated if they have not sleep their usual amount and it makes them come across as passive aggressive and rude without meaning to.

Love to meditate and will often do it when bored or if they have to wait for time to pass. During this time they may speak with their father or grandmother, or channel energy into their powers.

Children of Charon

Weirdly enough, they usually have very dark red (like ariel red) or brown hair. almost always curly.

They also have more yellow eyes.

They don't usually have wings but many have fangs. they aren't retractable so they usually smile with their mouths closed and sometimes mumble because they try not to open their mouths often when they speak around mortals or other demigods that might look at them weird.

They tend to be very analytical and like to observe and learn

The most likely to keep a grudge but you'll probably never know they have something against unless you they want you to.

They tend to be the closest with their grandmother, Lady Nyx, since Charon is always in the underworld so when they visit him, they always stop by to see her.

Are the type of people to look miserable while at work but they are actually thriving and really enjoy what they are doing (if it is a job they like, if not then they are actually miserable. help them.)

They just have chronic RBF but very sweet smiles when they give a real one.

All:

They are always very close with their cousins. it can sometimes come across as very cliquey when at camp as they find each other and then group up.

This is also probably because they've usually met eachother when they were young in the underworld so they have more history than with other demigods

They call their grandmother, Lady Nyx: Grandmother, Mother Night, Mother Nyx, Lady Night. It depends on the situation and who is around.

usually more well trained then other demigods when they first get to camp bc, since there is very little of them compared to other cabins, they tend to be partially trained on their powers and some weapons by their parents.

Lady Nyx adores her grandchildren so they will receive at least one small blessing from her in their life time. Usually at birth and it can range from the ability to see in the dark or to manipulate small amounts of darkness or create tiny stars in their hands. Usually something small but fun and it helps them connect to her.

sarcastic little shits. All of them. When in the underworld, they are usually very respectful to other deities they meet but will backtalk and sass in a way that is subtle enough that they can't get in trouble for it. Lord Hades, loves and hates whenever he runs into them bc its funny when they do it to others, but when it happens to him he wants to strangle them a little. (alot)

I don't know to much of Nyx's other children but when I do some research I will be back with the others

[delis-4-meats]

I've just had the realization...

...that I- *sobs*- I only hyper fixate on doomed from the start ships and I'm kinda pissed about it, so I'm making it everyone's problem.

OKAAAY HERE WE GO!

Merlin and Arthur:

(There are 5 seasons of romantic/sexual(?) tension I need to cover and not enough time so imma just throw shit out there)

Merlin (a sorcerer/wizard/god/Hiccup Haddock) accidentally gets the job of being Prince Arthur of Camelot's manservant... Bro really didn't want the job. At this time in Camelot, sorcery is illegal but what most don't know is that some are born with magic abilities, so they are convicting and executing innocent people. Soooo yeah, living in the same place as a bunch of anti-witch people and being someone who practices/was born with magic abilities, not good. Eventually Arthur and Merlin became inseparable, Merlin throughout the years has been saving Arthur's life without him knowing and trying to change Arthur's opinion on sorcery without outing himself. In the end Arthur dies (In Merlin's arms btw after he proposed to Merlin) and Merlin is doomed to wander the Earth for all of eternity (Because pookie is basically the wizard god and refuses to die until he sees Arthur again) waiting for Arthur to come back. (SOBS MY EYELIDS OFF)

Megatron and Optimus:

(This is just for TFO, I'm not going to get into the burning shit hole that is TFP, IDW, G-1, and every other wonderful universe's Optimus and Megatron relationship)

Besties/Lovers, inseparable, the ideal relationship in a hard, down on your luck life... Then they realized they were slaves and had two ways of going about taking out their terrible tyrant of a leader (Fucking hate Sentinel). Megs going straight to murder and possibly torture in front of all of Icon (Exposing Sentinel in such a harsh, violent way that would've gone against his moral compass in the beginning of the movie). OP though, has a different approach to expose him to the rest of the world (Sure, is taking someone's head and racking their brain for memories kinda violent, yeah. Does it probably hurtless/is less harmful for big space robots then it is for humans, most likely. It was still a little unsettling for me though) and, unlike Megs, wants to imprison him. Megs got lost in his rage and vengeance (Sasuke core) that made him do a whole lot of things he CAN'T take back, even if he wanted to (He doesn't want to. He's so convinced that he knows what he's doing is morally correct and will fix all his pain). OP was hurt badly emotionally at least (My boi has a whooole lot of trauma) and was actually KILLED by Megs, he has a whole WORLD literally forced onto his shoulders with his new position of a Prime and he (A former mining slave with no education) NEEDS to take care of the whole damn thing. On top of that OP was thrown into war with the Quintessons while probably having to deal with terf battles with the Deceptions, controlling potential riots, politics (ew), and supporting a probably failing economy. ("Thanks Primus," said no one ever. Hi, I'm no one.)

Thorin and Bilbo:

(I'm talking about the movies, yes I read the book, but shut up because I like the movies and idc what you say)

Strangers to friends to lovers in little more than a year. Thorin was guarded, stoical, rude, and harsh with Bilbo in the beginning because he thought that Bilbo was too pompous and fragile to help in their treacherous journey. And Bilbo (being the pompous lil boi he is) is scared out of his head, full of wonder of the world outside the Shire (enough sass to fill the Earth like the great flood in da Bible), and was basically forced on said treacherous journey, has feelings for Thorin but they are purely physical and fade quickly because of how rude Thorin is to him (very ungentlemanly for a king if you ask him). But over time Bilbo proves that he's more than his best suit and by the heavens, Thorin. Is. Down. BAD. He can defend himself to a certain extent, hot. He can use his wit to get out of almost any situation, hot. He will give up his word and sacrifice his honor on Thorin's name and honesty, hot as fuck man. They basically have a WHOLE MOVIE with them subtly loving on each other... BUT THEN THORIN GETS THE DRAGON SICKNESS!! He goes crazy over cursed dragon gold, throws out Bilbo, and starts a war. Then after like half the movie, he faces the danger and says 'NO MORE!' to the gold, rallies his troops, wins the war, AND BLEEDS OUT AND DIES!! IN BILBO'S ARMS!! Leaving POOR SWEET BILBO to go home, alone, depressed, and CURSED!! Bilbo comes home and everyone thinks he was dead so they're selling (Stealing) his belongings, his name and reputation is dragged through the mud because he went on an AdVeNtUrE, and he's single for the REST OF HIS LIFE!! (They ruin me... Cries around my suspiciously bagginshield shaped fics & fanart)

Ok, I'm done... For now.

Gonna be honest, doing this made me think of more ships Bdko (iykyk), SkyStar, and Hijack (In a lot of fics that I read anyway) are a few of them.

Might do this again it was a good vent, besides no one's gonna see this anyway.

[kerubimcrepin]

LIVEBLOG: Wakfu Season 4, Episode 7

Grandpa piss, being a part of the Remote Viewers Division doesn't prevent you from being a deadbeat. KILL him Eva.

What were YOU doing at the devil's sacrement, King [insert name here] Sheran-Sharm!

I love women who are tortured for an eternity and then die in some way that will not kill them in a way that matters #signaliscore posts

Man haha I wonder if this might be saying something about Yugo (and Joris, but that goes without saying on this blog)

I have seen people criticize this moment, but let me be the devil's advocate: after seeing years of fans saying that Flopin is the boring twin, or that Eva has no backstory, them getting a problem-causing grandpa is literally so good.

And I think I understand why Flopin did this, since he says himself that he actually feels like the boring twin... I understand why he felt like going with this man, to learn about this guild, and where he comes from.

[starts hacking up blood] you know what other duo of demigods in this franchise had a twin who felt like they were living in the shadow of their sibling and his wonderful white fur—- [is shot by animal control]

I loooove comparing all the characters in this show, because it's genuinely a good way to approach Krosmoz, since Tot likes exporing the same themes (immortality/family) over, and over, and over, and over. And what I can say rn is: man, having normal parents makes jealousy-based plots much more tame. Atcham went in a "I want to be great like you, so I need to end you, you don't care about me like I care about you anyway" direction instead of a "I want to be great like you, so I'm gonna leave and work on myself, and then we can stand side by side someday"

I do think he is going to hurt his sister in some major way with this decision and in the end it will be a bitter, or bittersweet memory <3 I believe in the power of toxicity <3

To elaborate on the thing I said about titles, Astra is the ruling queen (to be precise, she is the daughter of the king of Bonta who was mentioned in seasons 1-2 and OVAs, who seems to have passed away); while her wife is either queen-consort, or a princess-consort.

However, Wakfu kingdoms may have worse, weirder rules than real life about inheritance.

The reason I am not getting my panties in a twist about the same-sex aspect of this (besides me supporting toxic royal yuri + being against homophobia or whatever) is that this is a magical universe, idk. they could adopt or get magically pregnant. It's literally a non-issue for me. UNLIKE PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTANDING THE CONSORT SYSTEM AND—-

Joris is present in all the kingdoms as Yugo's emotional support mediator/ambassador, except for Brakmar. I assume they simply do not let this fucking man into their palace, and rightfully so. He's literally a Bontarian narc. He'd use that chance to steal documents or some shit.

Btw I find it so funny how he keeps the same neutrally haunted look.

If a Bonatrian political leader goes for a week without wanting to start genocide against a people who isn't into the main 12 gods, they start getting the shakes from withdrawal.

I imagine living for hundreds of years and experiencing unimaginable suffering would make one pretty averse to being bossed around by some random guy who was born into wealth and has not known a second of grief in their life.

I feel it is important to point out: Joris was the one who made sure the meeting with Astra happened. He also felt this was important enough to try and organize meetings with other kings and queens. This is a dangerous situation.

As always, absolutely nobody listened. Nobody ever listens.

As I was saying, I imagine living for hundreds of years and experiencing un—-

I think the fact that Joris went with them has to say something about him. Yes, it is probably his sense of responsibility — he doesn't exactly want bad things to happen...

But also it explicitly puts a wedge between him and the Bontarian government. He values Yugo more.