#deciet mention

[thepunkmuppet]

new thomas video with only janus actually healed my heart I’m sorry cringe culture is dead idgaf it brought me joy when I was eleven and it brings me joy now I LOVE HIM HE’S MY FAVOURITE AUUUGGHGH HE’S SO SILLY

[autisticlalna]

stupid bit i just remembered from one of ruby's mcc training streams: Yellow's full name is AdeptPIlot and Blue's full name is VikingDeceit

[writteninlunarlight-years]

HI, LET'S TALK ABOUT ART THEFT

Hello, my name is Luna; I have gone by Luna for ages and have been friends with some fantastic artists here on Tumblr. One artist is @heart-of-the-morningstar

A few days ago, it was brought to our attention as a friend group that someone had reposted her entire work, and only in the small author note pointed out it was hers, and they were only doing this because the account has errors (Which it doesn't but we will get into that later)

The account in question for doing this is known as @luna-naoffcial

Now, from one Luna to another, stealing other authors' writing, purposefully taking art, and getting rid of the artist's watermark is wrong.

I have compiled a long list of proof of all the transgressions and my own personal grievances regarding what has happened and continues to happen in the artist community.

First off, story stealing:

To accomplish this, I went through every single story and copied not only the summary that this person wrote on their master list but also the first few lines of the text.

With this, I placed it in a Google reverse engine search and managed to find the accounts with the actual stories, all of which, from my understanding, do not belong to @luna-naoffcial.

They are as follows:

Masochism Tango: https://www.wattpad.com/story/365788359-masochism-tango-alastor-lucifer-vox

Molting Season: https://www.wattpad.com/story/365592419-%F0%9D%90%8C%F0%9D%90%8E%F0%9D%90%8B%F0%9D%90%93%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%86-%F0%9D%90%92%F0%9D%90%84%F0%9D%90%80%F0%9D%90%92%F0%9D%90%8E%F0%9D%90%8D-radioapple

To Love A Killer: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46501777/chapters/117090241

Insanity: https://www.wattpad.com/story/361200644-%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%92%F0%9D%90%80%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%88%F0%9D%90%93%F0%9D%90%98

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These are all stolen writing works, not to mention the one stolen from @heart-of-the-morningstar

We will move on to stolen artwork and the watermarks intentionally cropped out of view.

I opened a Google engine bar and an image search to find these. You can then download or drag and drop the image you are looking for.

With out further ado:

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I would like to dive into the 'apology' given out and the oddities I have found.

I don't know how many people on Tumblr are familiar with the Cait Corrian drama that happened a few years ago.

She was found creating many fake accounts on GoodReads and trying to ruin the chances of her other YA Authors' getting accredited.

She is also notorious for making fake discord messages to try and cover up her deciete

I post this specific account of the story and these screenshots to highlight the oddities of the following messages shared between @luna-naoffcial and her 'friend' @lia65lana towards a third individual named Kate. What is off to me is that there are a lot of odd things involved in this message exchange

For example, Lia is messaging Kate off Luna's account. Why not off your own account? On top of that, why is Kate on Luna's account? I trust many of my friends but would not hand over my account.

This conversation thread looks very similar to the Cait Corrians. Not only that, but the people in the conversation sound and talk very similarly. The grammar, spelling errors, and odd placement of some nouns and verbs are fluid between all 'three' people.

However, I am willing to step back and say it could be a dialect thing, as when I look at the @luna-naofficial account, my Google Translate automatically wants to translate from Mandarin.

What really struck me as odd however was the responses that both accounts posted as apologies

Lia's account is red, and as we have seen, Luna's is green.

Both accounts posted the EXACT SAME MESSAGES. Only Luna's had an additional ending.

As I was investigating for my friend, it changed again

Again, many of these messages don't fully make sense. There are many grammatical and spelling errors, all very similar to the original picture I added first. All of these 'three' people sound, talk, and make the same errors in all the same ways. I would like to play the benefit of the doubt. In these messages, there is talk of depression, death, and anxiety, all things I personally also struggle with and I understand are hard. However, they are not excuses for purposefully stealing other people's hard work and taking credit for them.

You blatantly take credit for others' work, which is wrong and disheartening.

Side note @alastorsmiles1930: The response and messages are also odd and read the same as all these others. This account is also the ONLY account that followed @heart-of-the-morningstar and the others in my friend group. I want to point this oddity out however I hope you are just an innocent bystander

From one Luna to another, please stop this and apologize. Not just to @heart-of-the-morningstar but to everyone you have been stealing from.

Thank you for listening My Moons

[ilikesillythings]

Hiyaaa would be able to do a luciferxreader please?

" Just a bump in the road, I'm sure.. " Lucifer x Reader

Tws; mentions of violence, stalking, yandere Lucifer FLUFF

You and Lucifer had just gotten into a fairly.. bad argument. Usually you refrained from arguing with your lovely boyfriend, but..

He had seriously injured one of you friends for 'giving you lovey eyes'. At first it was just you expressing how you thought he was too overprotective, then he ended up admitting to stalking you. All the time. Yeah, not a good move on his end.

"Baby..?" You heard your boyfriend call from the other side of your shared room, voice laced with sorrow, and concern, "I'm.. really sorry, I was dumb- and.." he trailed off, and for a moment you swore you could hear him quiety weeping. With a sigh, you called out, "Come in."

Not even a minute passed before the door flung open, a desheviled, guilty looking Lucifer rushing in and throwing his arms around you, sobbing words of apology. "Oh, Luci'.." You mumbled, sighing softly

As much as you wished to remain upset with him -- how could you? He obviously felt like shit for beaking your trust, and was willing to make amends, of course you'd have to go through boundries.. but perhaps that could wait until you calmed your boyfriend down.

Gently, you pulled Lucifer into your lap, "Are-" He began, hiccuping, "Are you still mad at me..?" was his next words, spat out almost pathetically. But, it was that stupid charm that made you adore the fallen angel. "..Yes." you replied with a nod, "What you did.. everything, it was wrong, decietful, and creepy. But, I still love you."

Lucifer's eyes lit up at the last part of your words, "Oh, starshine!!" he exclaimed, kissing your cheek repeatedly, "I'll never stalk you again-- I swear, I swear!". You chuckled at his enthustastic reply, and he kissed your cheek a few more times, now grinning broadly

"How about I take you out somewhere nice!?" he suggested, clearly trying to 'redeem' himself, atone for his bad actions. You thought for a moment, "Hmm.. depends, where?"

For a second, Lucifer opened his mouth to speak, as if he already knew a place. "Crap.. I was gonna suggest Ozzie's, but you're a sinner.." he sighed, running a hand through his blond hair, "I don't really care where we go.. how about you cook something for me?" you returned, hopefully.

He gasped and in swift movements stood, eagerly nodding, before dashing off, out of the room.

Lucifer was a creepy, charming, pathetic man. But he was your creepy, charming, pathetic man, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Neither would you.

[recreationalfanfics]

Loki + Jack The Ripper with a Muerte the Wolf! S/o:

LIKE THE READER HAS THE SAME MANNERISMS AND JUST IS DEATH, NOT A DEATH GOD, THEY JUST ARE DEATH. Also Handsome is used in a gender neutral term here btw!"

Loki:

You always had a certain distaste when it came to Gods. They were, if not just as bad, as humans when it came to appreciating their lives because you knew already that even God's could bleed. When Ragnarok started, you essentially became a janitor as you took the souls of dead mortals to Niflhiem, and were confused when you had to escort two God's souls but it made you slightly proud, knowing that these humans were willing to fight for their entire survival and for their future generations...they may not have been as hopeless as you thought.

"Hello, (tall/small), dark, and handsome!" A voice called out to you.

Unlike some people.

"Loki. Leave me be, I have work to attend too." You brush him off, not bothering to look back at the green-haired God.

However that did not stop him from being as annoying as ever and floating in front of you, his face upside down as he gave you one of his signature creepy little smiles. You scoffed and ducked down under him but he immediately stood upright, his feet landing on the ground.

As of late, the God of Deciet started hanging around you more. You couldn't really fathom as to WHY, maybe because he thought you were interesting or maybe because he knew you wanted to be left alone and just wanted to bother you anyways. Regardless, you've been pestered by him non stop for ages.

"Aw, but you always have work!" He whines, grabbing your cloak and pulling you towards him.

You make no reaction as you fall into his arms and you let out an animalistic growl as he hugs you tightly and nuzzles his cheek with yours.

"If I didn't know any better, (Y/n), it's almost like you don't like me!"

You harshly shove him off of you and try to walk off but he catches up to you rather quickly. He was oddly more determined than usual to get in your way, "So, what did you think of the fight just now? Aren't the humans exciting!?"

You smiled at him, "I'll agree with you on that. I'm gonna be honest, I'm quite proud of them."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yes." Then your eyes go from (e/c) to red as you step in front of him with a wolfish grin, "I wonder if they'll finally make you Gods realize that one day, I'll come for you all, too."

Loki blinks but then laughs at your words, causing you to become stone-faced once more seeing how your intimidation didn't work on him, either because he was too arrogant or too out of his mind.

"Believe me, if I could die a thousand deaths just so you would come to me just once, I would," He sighs dreamily, making you roll your eyes and turn away from him, "But, alas, it seems you're too insistent on playing hard to get!"

It feels very noteworthy to mention that you've been playing "hard to get" with him for a good portion of your existence and considering how death was neverending, it has been a very long time. You learned long ago you shouldn't bother to get attached to people because you knew that you couldn't keep them, you'd have to take them and give them up at some point, and this tournament only proved that not even the God of Deceit would be any different if the humans could kill gods. Not that you'd be super upset if he were to die, regardless of how managed to rile up all your emotion, it would still be all the same.

"...Answer me this, God, would you still smile at me the way you do now if I had to escort you to Niflhiem?"

Loki seemed taken aback by your question and tapped his chin, pretending to think about your inquiry before giving you a sly smile.

"Only if you send me off with a kiss~"

You narrow your eyes at him but begin to walk away from him. You should've known better than to ask a serious question to a foolish God.

Jack the Ripper:

Jack wondered if he was able to die a second time in the afterlife, well...he knew he was able too considering he just killed a God, but he wonders what would happen if he just dropped to the ground, laying down and succumbing to the injuries bestowed into him by Hercules and the crowd. Would he go to Niflhiem? Or would he just go to Hell?

He didn't get the chance to find out because once he fell to his knees, he felt another person grab one of his arms and put it around their shoulder. He feels their hand on his back supporting him as they both stood up together and then walked down the hall.

"I truly do believe that you're cursed, Jack." You sigh softly, shaking your head. He looks up at you, you can see him doing so from your peripheral vision and you chuckle to yourself softly, "Honestly, it amazes me how you're capable of such cruelty and yet, you still have such innocent eyes."

You speak to him like you are an old friend to him, in fact, you feel awfully familiar to him. He's certain that he's never met you before in his life, however, he would've remembered someone with such a beautiful color. You...you embodied it, you embodied his favorite color of life fleeting from a person, but there was more to your color than just that. You were a macabre work of art, so if you had met...surely he would've remembered you!

"D...Do I know you?" He asked, trying his best not to cough up blood. You shake your head, "No...but I do know you. After all, we have worked with each other quite a few times in the past. Five times to be exact."

He narrowed his eyes, now he surely felt like he would've remembered you, especially if he met you five times. You chuckle at his furrowed brows as he tries to think about what you were talking about.

"You might not have seen me, but you have felt me." You tease, finding the look on his face quite endearing.

He wonders what on Earth you could've possibly meant by that, thinking long and hard. Yes, you did feel familiar. You felt calm to be around, perhaps slightly bit ominous, but you felt like...like the silence after a tragedy occurs. Solemn, causing slight anxiety to those around you, but then...quiet. Calm yet suspenseful.

Ah, he knows who you are now.

And you can see it in his eyes that he recognizes you.

"(Y/n)." He says, making it your turn to be shocked,

He was supposed to know you, but the fact he calls you...that name instead of your generally well-known one surprises you. He notices your expression change and smiles, "I do apologize if that was improper of me, but something inside me was telling me to call you that."

He was an odd one indeed.

"Don't apologize, I also feel as though we can drop the formalities, Jack." You chuckle.

You bring him the medical wing of the stadium and as you lay him down on the gurney, he grabs your arm before you pull it away.

"Thank you...for being with me all my life, (Y/n)." He grins.

If you had a heart, you were sure it would break from how true his words are. You had followed him along for quite a long time until you caught up to him, and now here you were, this time, he was able to finally see you.

"You truly are a cursed man." You sigh sadly, squeezing his hand reassuringly before standing up and leaving.

[despondentnuzzy]

Alright fuck it I want to ramble analyze characters more. I've been stuck on who so I opened to a random page. Saw Marasi first and now I am going to see what things my brain will inform me about her as I write this post.

Spoils for Era 1 and 2 of Mistborn

I've seen Marasi compared to Vin, both in the text and in some posts online, but let's take another angle.

In Mistborn if I asked you which character

Is the socially inconvenient child to an upper class house

Has a half-sibling that gets romantically involved with the main protagonist

First bonds with our earring wearing protagonist at a high society function

Has an education that leads them to believe they can fix the whole world if you just let them do it

Oh my gosh it's Elend Venture in a wig!

But now that I think about it, there is a lot of similarities between Elend and Marasi beyond surface level plot.

Marasi and Elend of course share the traits mentioned above but also share a similar problem. Theory works in theory, practice doesn't always work in practice.

Both of these characters would achieve far greater success if they just didn't play by the rules they said everyone should agree to on the basis they know better.

However while Elend relents at the end of his era, becoming a mostly benevolent tyrant.

Marasi gives up her opportunity to circumnavigate her rules. She rejects the offer to join the Ghostbloods. An organization she could likely do far more with than any regular position within The Basins policing system would ever afford her.

Now in Wax's epilogue we find out she's running for Governor, which would give her greater ability to enact her reforms but she is still working within the system, which realistically will greatly limit her ability to solve problems. (Although I'm sure come Era 3 we'll find out she did plenty of good for the people of Scadriel.)

I mentioned previously that Wayne is toxic preservation while Wax is literally stated to be a force of ruin.

In this view I would see Marasi as Harmony. Unlike Sazed, who is Harmony due to his duplicitous (but not decietful) nature, Marasi is a true balance.

Rusts I feel like I said very little with too much in this post? OH FUCK HER ALLOMANCY!

Umm fuck, Marasi probably has symbolic traits tied to her Allomancy let's see.

You could argue that it plays into how slowly she feels like she grows, that everything can happen so fast around her and that if she was only given the right tools (allomantic grenades) her skills would become invaluable?? Idk I probably should make another post about her sometime. Feels like I didn't do her justice here haha

[anhilliator1]

I feel like something needs to be stated about the four Chaos Gods -

THEY'RE NOT INHERENTLY EVIL.

They're unbalanced. Let me explain:

Khorne: Chaos God of War, Death, Violence, Rage, Murder, etc... Long story short, Khorne likes to kill things and/or see things die - "Khorne cares not from where the blood flows." As a result, it would be very easy to assume that he's pure evil - but no. Khorne also represents Justice, honor, courage, strength - Without Khorne, there would be no such thing as "Righteous Fury." Fighting for what is right technically falls under his domain as well. In a sense, he could be considered the Chaos God of Morality. In fact, he strongly dislikes underhanded tactics, hence why he often finds himself at odds with Tzeentch.

Nurgle: Chaos God of disease, decay, rot, stagnation, and so on. Nurgle is commonly associated with the color green, for good reason. As said, disease, death, rot, stagnation - but also resilience, rebirth, and consistency in everything. Technically speaking, he's the Chaos God of life and nature. No Nurgle, absolutely everything would be inconsistent. There would be no such thing as safety, because there would be no consistent definition of what "safe" is.

Tzeentch: CG of instability, inconsistency, trickery, manipulation, cunning, lies, deciet, and change. He plays you like a fiddle, and what you may think is reality may not be true. He's like Mysterio, but a gajillion times more powerful. However, he also represents hope, evolution, the ability to problem solve, and more. Tzeentch is the reason why Guile Heroes exist in 40K, and can be said to at least partially be empowered by the actions of people like Creed and Ciaphas Cain. As TTS puts it, "Without him, there would be no evil schemes, but also no one clever enough to save people from those schemes." Also, change isn't inherently evil - change is constantly happening, all the time, something that puts him at odds with Nurgle due to him being Stagnation. Funny thing, Happy Chaos from GGST can sort of be considered Tzeentch if he was more balanced rather than inclined evil.

Now, Slaanesh - Hedonism, sex, lust, pleasure, indulgence, suffering, etc... Hell, they were literally murder-fucked into existence by the Eldar. But, they also represent Passion, Joy, hell, maybe even the concept of emotion itself. Passion, it must be mentioned, is not restricted to the sexual kind - it's the creative kind, the "for-a-cause" kind - same with Pleasure. You gain pleasure from doing things you love, not inherently sexual - and technically, without Slaanesh, there would be no meaning to doing, well, anything - no happiness, no sadness so that happiness means anything, no enjoyment and no disgust, no love or hate... I think you get the idea.

The Chaos Gods represent important mental concepts inherent to all life, and all thoughts of said life - good or bad.

So why are they villains? As said, they're unbalanced, courtesy of the Necrontyr royally screwing things up by messing with the Great Old Ones and the C'Tan. As a result, the Warp, once peaceful, became a violent place roiling with negative energy, some of which became Daemons. This caused each of the four and their followers to become heavily inclined towards the worst parts of what they represent, why Khorne and his followers kill and destroy anything and everything in their path, why Tzeentch and his followers will endlessly lie, cheat, manipulate, and more to make you do what they want (prisoner's dilemma is the very tippy-top of the iceberg), why Nurgle and his followers spread filth, rot, and disease everywhere they go, and why Slaanesh and their followers endlessly rape and torture.

They're unbalanced.

In fact, everything I just said can sort of be summarized by this video:

It's why in the episode of TTS this is from, I noticed the Emperor's wording when he said he would DEFEAT Chaos, not Kill, DEFEAT. I always took it to mean that he would essentially force them to "get back to work" in a sense - go back to being balanced representations of their concepts and stop interfering so much with the Material.

[thirteen-cats-in-a-trenchcoat]

It is alex rider o'clock and I'm going on a rant abt Scorpia

Like damn this book is incredible

Like blunts intricate web of lies and deciet, how he continues to lie and confirm alexs information from Scorpia, knowing it was an even bigger lie. Alex had to overcome his own moral dilemma, and him dealing with all that crap is just *dang*

Alex thinks John is all these things and doesn't know if it defines him.

Also him doing crazy bs like BASE jumping into a scorpia factory for curiosity is so him

He's been lied to and *needs* to know the truth

His hesitation at Jones' assassination,(forshadowed in the psychological assessment) and how he thought he was going to be better than his father and be a good person.

The he finds out that John was actually incredible and sacrificed everything for Mi6. His time, reputation, legacy and in the end, his life, to stop Scorpia.

Mrs Jones and Alex's confrontation is soo good like alex chooses the smaller of two evils in the end but you can see how torn he is.

He knows the world isn't black and white, just murky shades of grey that blend into each other.

Alex using niles only weakness is very interesting, as in Russian roulette, John mentions an assassin must be able to do anything and have no defung features to yassen, who was better than Nike. That one small detail killed Nile, and I think abt that alot.

Also, also, also, THE LAST SCENE!!!

Alex is passing out, and hallucinates something he always wanted (highlighted in skeleton key which I'll cover later) family.

It's so sad, that he tried to reach out but was too tired. He couldnt feel the embrace of his mother, someone who he'll never know. Even in then, by his hallucination, he was alone.

That makes me so freaking sad like omfg

Scorpia is such an amazing book

[umi-adxhira]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 | 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: ʜᴀʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ ɢʀᴀʏ

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄:

𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

➵ A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Harrison spends his affection with quality time. He loves spending time with you, be it on dates, on missions, or just a walk in the park

➵ B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He would always invite you to play card games with him, you got a first-hand experience on his lies and deciets

➵ C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Never thought he would be a fan of cuddling you. Turns out he loves it

➵ D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He has thought about settling down with you once or twice... but has never mentioned it to you just in case you had differing opinions to him

➵ E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Probably lie to you saying that it was for the best. He didn't want to break up, but you were distracting him. Or that you didn't deserve someone like him

➵ F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

A bit iffy at first, but then fets used to it and looks forward to getting married to you

➵ G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Gentle most of the time. Likes to be more passionate sometimes to surprise you and keep the spark alive

➵ H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Won't outright hug you, but will hug you back if you decide to hug him. Will probably keep his arm around your waist after you let go to keep you close

➵ I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He tries to say it once a day to let you know that he still loves you. Or when things get heated or even when you feel insecure, he'll happily repeat over and over that he loves you

➵ J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He gets annoyed, not jealous. He won't say anything, though. It will blow over soon. Unless the man outright touches 6 won't lay hands

➵ K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Soft and teasing. He sometimes likes to nibble your bottom lip to get a rise out of you

➵ L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He thinks children are pure and innocent, something he is not. So naturally, he stiffens around children but becomes comfortable later

➵ M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Early bird. Probably kisses you awake in the morning, even if you wake up hella late, bro does not care

➵ N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Probably in bed, holding each other talking about how your day was, gossiping as well

➵ O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I don't see Harrison keeping his past from you very much... probably until he realises he's in love with you and you start dating

➵ P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Not very much. He can handle it, unless someone physically makes you uncomfortable or treats you injustly

➵ Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Remembers the important bits. Like your anniversary, your birthday, your friends" names

➵ R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

Maybe in winter, you both snuggled under the covers with a cup of hot chocolate watching the snow fall onto London

➵ S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Very protective. He knows you can handle yourself but he's always there for you

➵ T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Didn't put in a lot of effort at first, but deeper into your relationship he tried a lot

➵ U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Lies to your face thinking you don't know when he's not telling the truth. All it takes is for you to glare at him and he'll fess up like that

➵ V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He knows he's good looking, so not very concerned

➵ W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yuh, you are the other half of his heart. He needs you to function

➵ X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Bought a ring for you the first week you got together and keeps it in his pocket at all times, waiting for the right moment to propose

➵ Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

➵ Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I know this is hypocritical, but he doesn't like his partner to be a manipulator. Like, he's supposed to be the bad one in the relationship, not you

Sleeps like a baby, probably has the cutest snore

©️umi-adxhira [22/09/2023]

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | @nightghoul381 , @serynhe , @kookie-my-little-sunshine , @cy-inky, @aquagirl1978 , @abundance-pathchooser, @lapis-da-lazuli , @ellisgivesmelife013 @surviving-off-ellis-crumbs, @yuan134

[seatrisa]

Through the Eyes of a Shadow, ch 2

@crazylittlejester, you might not like this one. I know you don't like warriors portrayed as arrogance. sorry.

Summary:  

Arrogance rolled his eyes. He doubted anything Deceit had said was that important. His own part of the plan wasn’t that complicated, he just needed to fight and he knew how to do that. He didn’t need pointers from an inferior swordsman. He had seen how Deceit fought Fury. It was rather pathetic really. Arrogance was almost disgusted they came from the same source.

“I get it, you can stop yapping.” That made the man mad. He must not like it when he didn’t get his way. Well, he’d have to get used to it. Everyone wasn’t as easy as the witch. 

“Listen here.” Deceit grabbed his collar and pulled him so their faces were inches apart. Arrogance let him. He figured he wouldn’t get the man to shut up unless he humored him a little. 

“While Link’s friends are saving me, it will be chaos. Escape with Fury.”

Notes: I don’t know what to say except I got stuck again? So here’s Arrogance’s POV this time.

Through the Eyes of a Shadow - Chapter 2 - Seatrisa16 - The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms [Archive of Our Own]

Arrogance couldn’t help but be slightly impressed with Deciet’s manipulation. He  had Cia wrapped around his fingers. Cia seemed to do whatever he suggested whether it was transforming the hero, or making a disguise. He seemed to understand Cia’s need for flattery and even used her obsession to get his way. Though that might say more about how pathetic Cia was rather than Deciet’s actual skill.

Now that Cia was busy, Deceit was droning on about his plan or whatever. Arrogance tuned him out. Did he think he was stupid? Come on, he wasn’t Fury. He’d heard most of it already. He didn’t need every detail laid out.

He found his gaze wandered to the hero’s portrait once more. Blood had finally stopped dripping out of it. Was it even possible he was still alive? Those screams had certainly sounded like the cries of a dead man, though he’d heard transformation were often painful. He was fairly certain Cia wouldn’t do something that would kill her beloved hero. Arrogance internally sneered. Actually, no. Cia wouldn’t do it on purpose, but she was certainly stupid enough to do it by accident.

 Deceit snapped his fingers in front of his face. Arrogance glared and pushed his hands away. “What?”

“You’re not listening.”

Arrogance rolled his eyes. He doubted anything Deceit had said was that important. His own part of the plan wasn’t that complicated, he just needed to fight and he knew how to do that. He didn’t need pointers from an inferior swordsman. He had seen how Deceit fought Fury. It was rather pathetic really. Arrogance was almost disgusted they came from the same source.

“I get it, you can stop yapping.” That made the man mad. He must not like it when he didn’t get his way. Well, he’d have to get used to it. Everyone wasn’t as easy as the witch. 

“Listen here.” Deceit grabbed his collar and pulled him so their faces were inches apart. Arrogance let him. He figured he wouldn’t get the man to shut up unless he humored him a little. 

“While Link’s friends are saving me, it will be chaos. Escape with Fury.”

Arrogance stiffened. Whatever he had expected the man to say, it was not that. Those few words gave new context to everything the other man had done thus far. Sure Arrogance didn’t want to serve Cia either, but he didn’t care if the other two did. It seemed Deceit felt differently.

Was that way he had convinced Cia to bring them back, because he cared?  That was an odd thought. Because of course, Arrogance was worth it. He was certainly the most skilled and capable of the three of them, not to mention the original shadow. But Fury too? Fury was a fool that couldn’t even follow simple instructions. Arrogance couldn’t believe Deceit was so sentimental.

“You’re no different from Link’s friends, are you?” Arrogance whispered.

Deceit pushed him away, still maintaining his manufactured indifference. Wow, he had quite the poker face. “Never claimed I was.” 

Arrogance tried to study the man, but he was unreadable. There was no hint of the softness hidden inside. He supposed that made sense, Deceit didn’t want Cia to catch on that he was planning on rebelling. Arrogance would have to watch this one. He was crafty.

“What about after that?”

Deceit leveled him with a disgusted look, finally an understandable expression. “Oh, come on. Surely you can plan something. Or are you as dense as Cia?”

This time, Arrogance was the one that grabbed the other's collar. He twisted it so Deceit had to lean forward awkwardly. “How dare… I’m perfectly capable of planning.” He hissed. He’d meant his question as a courtesy. The other man obviously thought things through to an absurd degree. He’d wanted to know the plan so he could judge its merits. Clearly he’d overestimated this man’s usefulness.

“Prove it.” Deceit gasped as his collar constricted his breath. “Get out of here with Fury without getting caught.” “Oh, I will.” He hissed. He’d prove to that self important idiot how capable he was.

“Enough.” Cia ordered, raised her staff. Arrogance quickly let Deceit go. It wasn’t because he was scared of Cia’s magic. No, that would be ridiculous. He just… Deceit wasn’t worth the energy. 

“This should suffice.” Cia said, holding out the mask to Deceit.

Deceit took it reverently, judging it from several angles before speaking. “Incredible. You’re truly talented.” Arrogance rolled his eyes. He was laying it on rather thick. Cia seemed to enjoy it however.  She blushed. 

Without another word, Deceit put on the mask. In an instant, color flooded the other shadow. The mask chased away the darkness that clung to his skin. It was remarkable how similar he looked to the hero now. Not that he didn’t look like him before, but his coloring matched now. His hair was now blond with red roots and his skin was almost sickly pale, just like the hero’s. His clothes had also changed to the hero’s green and blue. If there were anything different, appearance wise, between Deceit and the original, Arrogance couldn’t see it.

Cia cooed. Arrogance tried to subtly move away from her. Her obsession even creeped him out. He was glad it wasn’t directed towards him. Yes, he was great, incredible really, but he didn’t want some witch hanging off every word he said or action he took. A commotion started in a distant room. The sounds of fighting filtered into the room. That cued Cia to leave out a back room. With her gone, it would make escaping easier. Arrogance pulled out his sword, waiting for Deceit to be read..

“Fury.” Deceit called, drawing his sword. In an instant, Fury was on him, flailing wildly. Had his technique gotten worse somehow? And Deceit could hardly be called better. At least the Hero had some skill. The hero had fought Fury and himself without too much trouble. He had to really hold back in order to not hurt Deceit.

 “The Hero was a lot better at this than you are.” He smirked. He couldn’t help himself. Besides, Deceit had annoyed him earlier.

Instead of responding to the jab, Deceit said. “Stop holding back. It will be more believable if I look like I’ve been fighting.” Did that man ever stop scheming? Whatever, he could do that. 

He stabbed him in his thigh. He could have flat out killed him, but that would defeat the purpose of what they were doing. Though, if the heroes thought he was dead… they wouldn’t keep trying to save him.

Oh well, as entertaining as that thought was, it would likely make the witch very mad, and Arrogance didn’t want to die again.  Who knew if he’d come back again.

Unfortunately, Deceit barely responded to the attack, just stumbling then going back to fighting. The same with each blow following thereafter. He didn’t even respond to his taunt. At least the Hero had clenched his jaw. Deceit was so boring

As the commotion outside got louder, Arrogance noticed that Deceit started acting differently. His face showed fear in the way his brows were furrowed and his jaw clenched. His eyes darted between the two of them, trying to track their every move. Wow, if he was acting, he was good.

Deceit managed to knock Fury back, and even dodged Arrogance’s own  attack and jumped back. But Arrogance knew that was only a momentary advantage. Deceit wasn’t looking great, though it was hard to tell what was real and what was acting. He looked pale, well, paler, and his sword hand was shaking.

Fury jumped forward, his arm swinging to land a finishing blow. Arrogance wondered if he should stop him. Cia was gone, so she wouldn’t get mad. It wasn’t his fault if Fury was too stupid to realize what they were supposed to be doing.

It turned out he needn’t have worried. Lana chose that moment to arrive. Arrogance wouldn’t have minded if her magic hadn’t knocked him back as well. It was decidedly annoying trying to fight when people kept throwing spells around. 

The rest of the hero’s friends arrived after that, bringing with them a trail of monsters. Like Deceit said, it was absolute chaos. Between Deceit collapsing and the monsters flooding the room, he knew it was the perfect time to escape. But he couldn’t help but wonder if Deceit really was injured enough to collapse, or if he was providing a distraction. It didn’t really matter. Arrogance wasn’t sure why he even cared. He couldn’t stop thinking about it though.

Arrogance noticed Fury being knocked back by the goran. Before he could jump back into the fight, Arrogance grabbed his scarf and pulled him back. Fury practically hissed at him. Arrogance had to disarm him and twist his arm behind him to subdue the other dark. It was a good thing the heroes weren’t paying attention. 

He dragged the struggling shadow out of the room. Fury whimpered pathetically. Was it worth it to try to explain? He wasn’t even sure Fury understood spoken language. Whatever, it probably wouldn’t hurt. “Deceit wants us to leave while they’re distracted. Come on.”

Surprisingly that worked, which was confusing, but he wasn’t going to worry about that right then. Fury stopped struggling and Arrogance let him go. Now he just needed to figure a way out of here.  He could do that.  He would show Deceit that he wasn’t the only one that could get things done.  In fact without Deceit constantly telling him what to do, he would find an even better way.

[ferret-does-stuff]

So Rimu (creator of heartless deciet) stole my rights for playing idv and turned me into a brummie so now I must write an essay in return for her giving me my rights back. What shall it be about?? Death predictions for Chapter 1 that's what. This will be like my previous Eden's garden one was, starting with the tier list

I might get canceled for this but whatever.

So I'm gonna start by saying Akira and Izanami are definitely surviving, Akira is the protag and has way too much potential development to be killed off so soon and Izanami is being set up as the antagonist so she'll at least be a late game death, she won't die so soon.

Kou is ruled out for similar reasons, although it would be funny if someone tried to kill him every chapter and he just came back. Plus, he's too cute to die.

Minamoto, Tomoya, Shion, Yumeo and Kyouran all give me late game or survivor vibes. They're all incredibly intelligent and wouldn't be so quick to die or kill (although Minamoto does have a violent streak, I doubt he'll kill someone so early on. At least give him some time for the despair to kick in). Tomoya is seemingly the support and he and Shion are definitely hiding something, which would be disappointing if either of them died so early. Akira needs her emotional support failboy! Yumeo is also very antagonistic, and I see him as a late game death (I stand by my theory of Tomoya or Shion killing him) and Kyouran is just survivor material. He would be besties with Denshi. I can also see him becoming closer to Akira when her second talent is revealed as they both have illegal talents, I can see the reveal happening around Chapter 2 or 3, so he'd at least die in 4 if he doesn't survive and I don't see him as a culprit.

For the "low but possible" these are all characters that don't have the same level as plot armour as others, but I doubt will survive. I think Hideyoshi needs more time to build his friendship with Katsuhiko before dying. Kiyoshi is my son he has lots of room for development, I can see him as a chapter 3 death, although i hope he lives. Satoru has an unhinged sprite, he's not dying soon (unless he's insane??? Watch me be wrong) anyway I think his relationship with the others should be furthered prior to his death. Takeshi definitely has room for development, I want his softer side to be explored a little more before his inevitable demise at least please, Rimu. Have mercy on my poor eepy soul.

As much as I love her, Chiemi's attitude will probably get tiring after a long time. I can see her dying in chapter 2 or 3, but i wonder if she'll get negative character development? That will be interesting. Otome give me culprit vibes, but only after the stress of chapter 1 fully catches up to her.

I'm sorry but Bani, as much as I love her, probably won't live long. I hope she does get some bonding time with Kiyoshi (she likes puppet shows!!) before her death, but it will be tragic and I WILL cry. I think Rei would be an interesting 1st culprit, her talent could be used against the cast to give them false information and who would be suspiscious of the small blind girl??

Chou... I'm sorry but you can't mention her having a bad temper without making me think she'll get angry about the situation in chapter 1 and kill a person in rage. I still love you it's ok.

[meetmyothersouls]

Darling Death

A collaboration with @sufferingstarlight

Warnings: Underworld, violence/violent situations, mentions of rape and torture, near death situations, depression, nausea/vomiting, headaches

Chapter 13 - Day 15

Timothee's POV

I had been resisting Death's summon since I'd delivered Tristan's soul to the underworld instead of y/n's. It was nearly impossible, like an invisible darkness suctioning and pulling at my back that got harder and harder to ignore. I felt myself growing weaker by the hour. So, when y/n said those words-I shuddered even thinking about them-all of my resistance fell through and I was sucked into the vortex of the Underworld. What was normally a graceful entrance, was slow and painful, like traveling through layers of molten lava. That alone told me that Death was angry. I fell on the unforgiving stone floor of Death's lair with a hard thud.

I laid there. My head on the hot stone. I didn't look at them. I couldn't. No punishment would be worse that being banished from her. By her. Her hatred, her sadness, her anger. It would hurt me worse than anything they could do to me.

"Well, well, well," Death said, the heels of their boots clicking as they walked. Death grabbed me by my hair, lifting me up to face them. Death could be anything they wanted to be, and, in this moment, he chose to be massive, unforgiving and by the look in their black eyes, torturous. "I think we both know why you're here."

I said nothing as I dangled from Death's claws.

"Pitiful, sad little reaper," Death said, using a high-pitched whiny tone of mock sadness. "Your little girlfriend banished you and now you just can't find it in you to go on?" Death draped their hand over their forehead dramatically. Then, Death's voice changed, rumbling from deep within their chest, it reverberated off the walls of their lair as they said, "pathetic."

Then I was falling and as I met the ground with another brutal smack, Death quickly returned to normal size. I groaned as I flipped over onto my back, Death squatting in front of me. "It is time you and I discuss a few things, hmm?"

"There's nothing to discuss," I spat. "You asked for a soul, and I gave you one."

"LIES. DECIET. You traitorous fool!" The fire around Death's lair blazed and roared in unison with his voice. "You know the rules, Thirteen. And to think, how far you would have gotten in your next placement. To think that you let a mortal," they said the word with such contempt, like it passing their lips was enough to taint everything that they were and ever would be. "Ruin you."

"Just give me my punishment and end this already."

Death raised a hand and with it, lifted me off the ground. With a swirl and a flick of their wrist, I was flung against the wall, the brick cracking in a straight line behind me. My vision blurred, but I could make out Death walking toward me getting taller with each step they took.

"Tell me," Death said, I could feel their hot, stinking breath on my skin. I shrunk back as much as I could against the wall. "Which reaper should I send to finish the job, hmm? I know ten loves cleaning up other reapers' messes."

Flashbacks to the few instances I remembered where Ten took advantage of female souls, torturing, haunting, even raping them.

"No!" I kicked against the wall, desperately trying to escape the invisible grip Death had over me. "Don't please! I'll do anything if you let her live. Anything."

Death's eyes darkened into black holes, and he flashed a jagged toothy grin at my words. "Anything?" Their voice rumbled, bouncing off the walls again.

I shuddered at the thoughts that could be going through Death's mind. But I couldn't bear the thoughts of y/n being tortured by Ten. By y/n's life being shortened to anything less than what it should be. She deserved a long, happy life. One where she could love and be loved in return, where she could have babies and get married. And even though it pained me to think of her with anyone else, she belonged in the Upperworld.

"Anything," I repeated, my voice cracking.

"That mortal has turned you soft, Thirteen. Pathetic." Death turned his back, but I remained glued to the wall. The invisible grip on me tighter than before. "Needless to say, but I do love giving bad news so I will be saying it anyway. You have broken sacred law here in the Underworld and now I get the privilege of deciding your punishment."

I closed my eyes, thinking only of y/n. That is how I would get through the rest of this existence. Closing my eyes and seeing her face. That's the closest I could get to dreaming.

Y/n, I thought, as if she could actually hear me, I love you. Please help me through this.

And as I was thrown in a cell filled with rats and bugs I've never seen before and a stench unimaginable, I could have sworn I felt a tug deep inside of me, and a thought that wasn't my own say I love you too.

Reader's POV

It had only been a day since I told Timothee to leave. To be honest, I instantly regretted it. I didn't think he'd leave, but he did and when he didn't come back that night, I thought for sure he'd be back the next day.

I'd never felt so conflicted before. I felt used. Was any of this even real? Or did he just want me to make his promotion that much sweeter? Was killing Tristan all part of the plan? Was it some type of sick two for one deal to present Death?

Then, I thought back to the memories I made with Timothee. The love we shared, made and felt. That was real. At least it was to me. Another surge of nausea hit me, and I ran to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before throwing up...nothing, I hadn't eaten since Timothee left. I laid on the bathroom floor, thinking about what to do. I missed him, so badly I could have sworn I heard him whisper that he loved me, and he needed me to help him but thought better of it. I hadn't slept worth a shit.

In addition to my nausea, I'd started getting splitting headaches, unlike any that I'd felt before. It felt as if someone was shooting a nail gun into the side of my head over and over again. I was lucky enough to say that I'd never experienced many headaches in my life...until now. I peeled myself off of the bathroom floor, climbing back onto my bed and plopping my laptop on my lap. It was time to apply for a new job. I leaned down on my pillow, and breathed deep, immediately regretting the decision. It smelled like him. Tears instantly filled my eyes. How the fuck was I ever going to get over him? I'd never felt grief like this before. It was like...like I had a piece of him in me still yet there was a Timothee shaped hole in my soul, begging, longing for him.

It was getting late, but the only thing that helped me in situations like these was a walk. I tried not to think about the walk Timothee and I had together the night he broke me out of the psych ward and told me I smelled like the Underworld. My heart and stomach flipped simultaneously. Maybe I made a mistake. I walked and walked lost deep in my thoughts, barely paying attention to my surroundings. I had a bad habit of staring at the ground as I walked, especially under stress and depressing circumstances. I stepped out into the road, the only thing ripping my attention from the ground was the blaring of a horn from a semi-truck then a fist grabbing the back of my shirt.

"Y/N!" It was a voice I recognized.

"Georgie?"

"Jesus, what the fuck, y/n!" She said, breathless and relieved that she didn't witness my body being smashed by the semi-truck. "You have got to start watching where you're going!"

Gerogie pulled me into her arms, hugging me tightly and it was then that I the tears came pouring out. I sobbed against her body. She stiffened at first, likely shocked at my breathless cries, then relaxed, rubbing comforting circles onto my back.

"Shhh, calm down, y/n," Georgie finally said after at least ten minutes of me crying into her shirt. She gripped my shoulders and gently peeled me away from her body. Her shoulder now soaked with my tears. "You wanna tell me what's going on?"

"I-I-I don't. I didn't. I wa-" I started and restarted my sentence over and over again, but couldn't get the words to come out. Frustrated, I broke out into longer, louder sobs.

"Okay, come on. We're going back to my place. We're gonna have some wine, and some chocolate ice cream and once you're calmed down, you can tell me what's happening? Does that sound good?"

My breaths were still uneven and shaky from all the crying, so all I did was nod. Georgie was part of the makeshift intervention Josie and Tristan tried to pull, but Georgie was also my best friend, and if I could tell anyone what's happened, it was her.

We were only fifteen minutes away from Georgie's apartment, which I was thankful for, my feet were hurting, and my eyes were heavy and puffy from all the crying. I laid out on her couch while Georgie grabbed a pint of chocolate ice cream and two spoons followed by a brand-new bottle of wine and two glasses. She pried open the container of ice cream and stabbed our spoons into the frozen block and filled our glasses. We ate and drank in comfortable silence and once I had my fill of ice cream, I wrapped my fingers around my wine glass and leaned back on her sofa.

"Feeling better?" She asked.

"A little."

"Wanna talk about it now?"

I nodded and Georgie looked at me expectantly. But where was I supposed to begin? My ex-boyfriend is a grim reaper and I told him to leave and never come back, but now I miss him and want him back? What if she thought I was crazy? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"What do you know about Grim Reapers?"

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[childrenoflokiofasgard]

@ofcrimsonenchantresses

"The Lady Maximoff, welcome to New Asgard. We have heard tale of your great power, though they failed to mention your great beauty."

"Forgive my brother Váli, deciet comes naturally to him, word of your beauty as indeed reached Asgard, but he is blind so I'm afraid it is only mine to behold."

[ultimaonlinefan]

Legendary Crafting

Quest Start

In order to begin crafting you must first create a soul forge which requires 120 Blacksmithing / 120 Tinkering and the Legendary Hammer to even start the quest.

Quest Giver can be found at the Public Britain Library

After completing the Quest and Crafting your Soul Forge you can then start collecting recipes which drop from Champion Spawns randomly similar to power scrolls.

Recipes also now drop from paragon chests.

If you have 120 Blacksmithing and 120 Tinkering and the Legendary Hammer talk to the quest giver by saying "Quest" or by double clicking him and he will give you a book with instructions on how to begin your quest so that you may craft your Soul Forge.

Step One - Legendary Hammer

As mentioned you will first need to collect shards and create the Legendary Hammer. It will require that you collect 10 ancient smithing hammer shards. Once constructed you will be able to double click the hammer to see directions to find the quest giver in the Public Britain Library

Legendary Hammer & Shards

Hammer Quest Text

Once you return to the quest NPC with a completed hammer and double click him or say "quest" the quest box will come up. You will need to make sure the hammer is in your main bag layer. Once you hit okay he will place a notepad into your backpack and set you off onto the second step toward a soulforge.

Soulforge Quest

Quest Notepad

Step Two - Locating the scrolls

For the next part of the quest the NPC has tasks you with locating 5 different scrolls in various dungeons that will move you into the third part of the quest chain. The scrolls are located in the dungeons of Deciet, Destard, Fire, Hythloth, and Shame(Mage Tower by Poison Elementals)

Deciet Scroll

Destard Scroll

Fire Scroll

Hythloth Scroll

Shame Scroll

Deciet Scroll Text

Destard Scroll Text

Fire Scroll Text

Hythloth Scroll Text

Shame Scroll Text

Step Three - Transcribe notebook & Collect Materials

Once you have located all the scrolls your notepad will show five collected.

You will then be able to return to the quest NPC and double click him to progress further.

Now that your notebook is complete you will be able to validate the materials needed by double clicking the Legendary Hammer. It will bring up a quest window again with updated information that you had the NPC update just before.

Once collected the materials should look like this and NEED TO BE PLACED IN YOUR MAIN BAG LAYER AND DRAGON BONES SEPERATED ONE BY ONE

You will need 20 dragon bone shards, 2 intacted dragon hearts, 1 heart of rikktor, 1 soul of the harrower, 1 soul of the devourer, the notepad, and finally the Legendary Hammer

Step Four - Complete the Soulforge

Now that you have collected all the needed materials and have them in your MAIN BAG LAYER AND BONE SHARDS SEPERATED ONE BY ONE you will be able to complete the Soulforge. You must pick out a place in your home that has available 4x4 space that you will target. Now that you are ready and have an available spot for placement you will double click the Legendary Hammer and target the area you want it to be with the available space. It will then complete the soulforge!

Journal Text (click to preview)

Completed Soulforge (click to preview)

Craftable Items

Dimensional Archway

These can be dyed using an Dimensional Archway Dye deed.

Required Materials

Enchanted Marble x3

Fireable Cannon (Operational)

Required Materials

Stack of Logs x10

Muzzle Packer x1

Stack of Ingots x10

Cannon Fuse x1

Suit of Silver Armor Decoration

Required Materials

Stack of Ingots x20

Ancient Armor x10

Suit of Golden Armor Decoration

Required Materials

Stack of Ingots x20

Ancient Armor x10

Singing Crystal Ball

Required Materials

Sand x100

Seer's Powder x50

[barbiegirldream]

Hmmm

"Νὺξ δ᾽ ἔτεκεν στυγερόν τε Μόρον καὶ Κῆρα μέλαιναν

καὶ Θάνατον" Theogony Line 211

"And Nyx bore hateful Moros and Black Keres and Thanatos."

So Moros is born first. The Black here is referring to death. Hesiod is telling us Keres (violent spirits) and Thanatos are bringers of death. Keres are rarely mentioned as they're a collection not a singular goddess. Moros also means Doom. Keres is sometimes translated as Fate so a Black Fate is a fate to die.

", τέκε δ᾽ Ὕπνον, ἔτικτε δὲ φῦλον Ὀνείρων·" Theogony Line 212

"And she bore Hypnos and the tribe of Oneiori [Dreams]"

So Hypnos and Thanatos were not always paired as twins. And the Oneiori are often in other myth accounts of Hypnos his children.

And so spare you more Greek. As far as the Theogony one of our first Mythographies (700 BC) is concerned it goes:

Moros-Doom, Keres-Violent Death (collective), Thanatos- Death, Hypnos- Sleep, Oneiori-Dreams (collective), Momus- Mockery and Oizys- Misery (Twins), Hesperides (nymphs who are in all other accounts daughters of Atlas), The Three Fates, More Keres but avenging this time?, Nemesis- Retribution, Apate- Deciet, Philotes- Friendship, hateful Geras- Old Age, and Eris- Strife.

So Eris is the youngest. And there is no mention classically of Charon the Ferryman as a child of Nyx. Instead, Hesiod goes on to list the many terrible children of Eris.

Charon is typically understood to be an Egyptian implant in Greek mythology.

Re read the Theogony part about Nyx's kids... it's suggesting Moros is the oldest of all her kids

[thehorde]

I know i know he didn’t take off both but he might have thought about it and they’re the wrong hands, it was 2am and I was just vibing okay