#demise of eden

[fireflywingss]

[archangeldelta]

We're SO BACK

I'll be setting stuff up in a daily schedule, so yeah expect that. Think of this as a daily blog mixed with a blog of random fuckery

[samshove]

the unlucky gunslinger

i wish his secondary was the redeemer

[chell-min]

counting sheep

[gently-decaying-flowers]

aaaarrrRGGGHHHGGgAAAHHAGSGAAHSHAHAH

[appropriatelystupid]

Top 5 things KMcG's been in in your opinion

oh god why does this feel so cruel and difficult, okay ummmmm… (in no particular order):

merlin

slasher

supergirl

frontier

a princess for christmas

[sleeplesssmol]

Reverse 1999 Analysis: Vertin's Fear?

Tuesday states she enjoys a "lingering" fear that pushes people to change. This makes me think the word "haunting" would be a perfect way to describe these fears. We've had a glimpse into the things that haunt Vertin from the very start of the game.

This is the first instance from the prologue:

"I failed."

Taking everything we learned about Vertin, the "failure" she means is more than the inability to protect people. Her failure is leading them to their doom.

She was the bellwether of the Break-Away event that ended with her being the only survivor. She tried to save humans in the Suitcase before Regulus, but they were Reversed. She promised to provide Schneider with a shelter only to watch her get Reversed in the very Suitcase that should have kept her safe. Even when she tried her best on Apeiron to save people with 37, it wasn't enough. Many of the Islanders chose to be Reversed because they couldn't bare the truth that she helped reveal. The cycle repeats.

Right now she's leading a team of Arcanists into the most dangerous parts of the Storm, like she did all those years ago when she lost Isabella and the Ring. Vertin directly tells Madam Z she doesn't want her people to be sacrifices like her friends before. All she wants is a safe place for them. No more martyrs.

Speaking of The Ring and Isabella...

"What we desire most"

Appealing to people's desires and motives is how she persuades people to follow her (the others seemed to be pushed onto her). Regulus's desire for freedom. Druvis's desire to see a better future. Jessica's desire for friendship and belonging. Schneider's desire for safety for her herself and her family. There's a clear pattern of Vertin using these desires to draw people in, however she tries to be honest about what she can and can't do. Vertin's entire line of work depends on people willing to risk their lives in the Storm for their shared cause.

I also like that this is consistent with Vertin going out of her way to fulfill people's desires when it's in her power. Throughout the entire game there's instances of her trying to make her companions happy while looking out for their safety. I usually list examples but there are so many on this blog and within the game that I think anyone who read this far will get what I mean.

Here we see Vertin able to face her fears and Tuesday head on because the umbrella makes her feel empowered. She can protect the companions who choose to follow her. I also want to note that Vertin is still trying to understand Tuesday and figure out why she's so obsessed with fear. Vertin analysis and comprehension of other are some of her strongest qualities. She may be a weak arcanist, but she's able rally people to her cause.

A bit of a tangent, but I made a post a long time ago comparing Vertin to the Snake in the Garden of Eden. Originally I wanted to compare her to the first humans who were swayed by curiosity and were dealt consequences. But isn't the Snake filled with grandiose promises and tempting offers also a good fit? She's the one who convinced people to follow her in almost every circumstance and she lead them to their demise. She's often portrayed as a savior or Jesus figure in the game, which is what makes relating her to the devil interesting. She can do both? Number 0 walking a thing line.

By the way, here are some Psychubes to consider (I will never shut up about Psychubes):

Vertin tempting people to follow her using their desires (a secret delight) only for them to perish (familiar death as foretold). She knows she is leading them to their doom.

Vertin's stoicism could be attributed to numbness. She continues forward despite all the loss and grief around her. However, I think the Vertin we know at the end of 2.1 is a bit different from the beginning of the game. For one, she's more expressive and she has people she openly relies on. Vertin's always been optimistic when she talks about the future, but after obtaining the umbrella it feels more...real? Not that she wasn't genuinely hopeful and but its like "we finally made it". I can't put my finger on it, but something about her seems different after returning from Aperion and in a good way. These are just opinions though.

[goldencitric]

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

“𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟“

----Explaining Yuusona lore created by my friends and I, 4 years of making this au its about time we post stuff about it. Please read it if you would like! Most the stuff I post will relate to this.

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐭 - Written by @everettelz

Art created by @oh-hopeless-heart (y'all should commission her btw)

The world where our Yuu's are canon to the Twst time line.

A set of online friends mysteriously go missing at the same time, all wake up to a dark wall unprepared to the havoc they were soon to experience.

A pink obsessed fan fiction writer, A money hungry chronically online 17 year old , And an overworked depressed artist all end up center of the ceremony hall souronded by people in cult like robes.

Unsure and anxious-small things about all three of them changed at that moment, memory, body, and mind. They were no longer the same people they thought they were, but they wouldn't learn the truth till months later.

Now a small bit of context for this next part, their original concepts actually derive from fan fiction troupes, in-front of you stand [Name], Y/N, and ______. So in true fanfiction fashion this story is filled with cringe. And they get a set of love interest ofc, (not that anything develops fast enough) the story is a lot more focused on comedy.

In order we have, Tasziah Valentina Everettes Rosenberg, 16 year old Girl that could be the embodiment of femininity. She can often be found with Ace, Deuce, and Grim in the first year classes. (Somehow managed to be bsf with Azul) And in true girl fashion she seems to be taking over an online space creating fan fiction of everyone around her. (Her love interest consist of Riddle, Floyd, Jamil, and Silver. Honorary mention for Skully)

Next up Eden Ivy Heisenberg, a 17 Year old with greed like Mammon. When she arrived at the entrance ceremony she actually forgotten everything she knew before. She can be found with Kalim and Jamil and other second years. Her greed is actually unmatched and she known for beating the hell out of the students. She won't take any talk from anyone if provoked. (Love Interest- Ace, Jack, Jade, Vil. Honorable mentions, Neige and Rollo)

And Lastly, Crimm Atramenti, the eldest of the three, 19 years old mystery of nature. He is called 'Grandpa', 'Gramps', and 'Nana' by all of ramshackle due to his age. He attends 3rd year classes with Cater but can commonly be found drowning in paperwork (he makes the most money in ramshackle). He's a bit too quiet, most students actually think he's mute, in reality he's too busy being a manipulative bird brain to care. (Love interest, Trey, Idia, Rook [against his will btw] Honorable mentions, Lilia and Fellow these make sense with the full lore)

These three along with Grim continue the main story line, finding that although they may lack magic, they slowly discover they are much more deeply connected to twisted wonderlands history then they originally thought.

...

With each fragment of the past the collect they create old reflections they don’t recall being…

They see themselves in a world much darker than Twisted wonderland..

𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 - Written by @goldencitric

"On the other side of our mirror's exists a world where morality runs thin, We've been taught to call it the Ghost realm, but today's session is not about the ghost realm we remember.

It was recored in Twisted Wonderland history when the realm was first discoverd 400 years ago by an Imperial guard of Briar Valley, they discovered a world where magic was near extinction and its lands were near collapse.

They had ventured deep into this world discovering three prominent figures that lead to this world's demise, rendering it to what we know today as the Ghost Realm.

The Sentiments, is what we call these figures since their named are lost to time. Some of you may recognize their tittles, after who wouldn't be familiar with the fairytales.

The Mad Pink Witch, rumored to have tempered with the laws of reality in hopes of gaining its full control. Committing crimes to humanity in the process of her goals.

The Rampaging Acting Queen of Lumen or better known Lumen's Sole Holder- ran the place like a tyrant-giving out inhuman punishments to those who even attempted to defy her standing.

And lastly The Forest Weirdo, A magical Beast who disguised him self as a human, luring the innocent into the woods taking away any magic they ever possessed, even going so far as stealing their life spans.

Their involvement with this world turned it into a ghost land, draining the world of all life and color. Leaving the Briar Valley's Guard mentally scarred for life."

...

Both these au's are connected to each other and have a ridiculous amount of lore made, if you would be interested in reading them....

Anywho thx for reading you did

[nemo-in-wonderland]

"I guess it goes to show, does it not? That we've no idea what we've got until we lose it And no amount of love will keep it around If we don't choose it And I don't know what's got its teeth in me But I'm about to bite back in anger No amount of self-sought fury Will bring back the glory of innocence

My, my, those eyes like fire I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre Come now, bite through these wires I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired Reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire

I have traveled far beyond the path of reason Take me back to Eden Take me back to Eden"

"Take Me Back To Eden" - Sleep Token

You remember how, the other day, I wrote about how Aranea would eventually meet her demise a few centuries after the events of BG3?

Well, you know that with me, angst and fluff go hands in hands, so I wanted to draw the moment Mephisto found Aranea, mere moments before she is to pass. And he knows that she is going to pass, because he already can feel her soul drawn to himself, reaching for him, as part of their contract. So, before this happens, he brought her to the small garden of rocky trees and crystals that he created for her when she joined him in Cania and became his consort.

As for HOW Aranea has met her end, I like to imagine that it was always her desire for revenge that got her, and her inability to let go of grudges just lead her to a poor decision that, eventually, brought to her demise.

Her grudge against the Dream Guardian, who he was, and how he tricked her into taking her late husband form, was something that Aranea NEVER forgot nor forgive. It was something done deliberately, something that brought her excruciating pain (born out of hope and longing) even if her frozen heart was already in Mephisto's hands, and she could never look past it, not even if the Dream Guardian was the reason she didn't become an Illithid.

So, after the events of Baldur's Gate, she would go her way to find him again, with all the intent to make him pay for what he did (I know, I know, the retribution might be disproportionate, but considering that this happened after Aranea spent a whole century reaping souls for Mephisto, her morals are a tad skewed).

So, considering that the reason for Aranea's death is once more connected to the reason why she sought Mephistopheles' help in the first place, I decided to go down the symbolic route, and give her a garment that resembled the one she had the first time she invoked Mephisto, in a sort of cruel irony.

As for who is taunting Mephisto...well.👀👀👀👀 (but gods, I loved drawing Mephisto so pissed, if anything because drawing all sort of strong emotions is truly a treat for me eheheh).

BUT BUT BUT. This is just one outcome, and not even the canonical one! You know how all the characters have different endings in BG3?? Same thing applies to Aranea as well, I promise! THERE IS PLENTY OF AU WHERE SHE IS ALIVE AND WELL, WREAKING CHAOS ALL AROUND THE NINE HELLS (and Faerun as well lolol), and to be honest, my most favourite outcome among them all. I *live* for a trickster immortal fiend, Consort of Mephisto lolol. (plus, while I explore various possibilities, in my brain all my characters are alive forever, lolol)

AND FOR NOW I AM DONE WITH THE ANGST, I PROMISE.

I promise that the next artwork with Aranea and Mephisto will be a JOYOUS one (fluff? SMLUFF? who knows, but it will completely devoid of Angst. Only 100% Pure Smluff of Certified Origin lololol).

WELL, I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE THIS.

--Nemo

[the-sol-eater]

It fucking breaks my heart how Teruko's whole breakdown in Chapter 1 was not caused by Xander's death, it wasn't even caused by everyone beginning to accuse her. Those may have been contributors, but not the actual reason The straw that broke the camel's back, the thing that caused her to finally break, was the fact that everyone in the cast was more than willing to execute her to save their own lives. She even explicitly says this at the end of CH1-12

Teruko: I'm done with you all. I'm done pretending to be "friends" with everyone here. Teruko: Every single one of you was perfectly willing to vote me to my death. I'm the one who steered the trial in the right direction.

And the reason this pains me so much is that it shows to me that even after Xander deceived her, plunging a knife into her stomach, she still tried to trust her classmates. Further evidenced by the fact that she had very little qualms with Min helping her during the investigation

Min: You have me to help you out. If you want, I can tell you what I found when I was investigating. Teruko: Thank you for helping, but I think it's best that I see everything with my own eyes.

If she had decided since Xander stabbed her that putting her trust in the cast was useless, she could've just shoved Min away like she does with basically every character in Chapter 2. But she didn't, she allows Min to help her. She so, so fucking badly wanted to continue putting her trust in everyone. Xander might've been a backstabbing piece of shit (from her perspective), but she still held onto the glimmering hope she was shown before it all became tainted

Teruko: This is pretty nice. Eden: Of course it is. We made this cake, and everyone likes it! Teruko: No, I mean what we're doing right now. It's nice. Teruko: Even though... Even though we're all worried about that motive announcement tomorrow, we can still eat together and talk about dumb things. Teruko: It's nice, having friends.

These people were her friends. Even when they accuse her of murder, they're still her friends. Surely they'll believe her when she says they didn't do it... Right?

Hu: I'm truly sorry, Teruko. I know that you're upset for having been caught, but we have to do this. If we don't vote who the blackened is we'll all die.

But as anticipated, nothing ever goes right for Teruko Tawaki. The people she thought she could finally trust are the same people admitting to her face that they are more than willing to sacrifice her to escape their own demise. Gone was the glimmer of hope that Teruko Tawaki could live a normal life with normal friends. She now knew the long-suppressed truth.

Teruko: Xander pretended to be my friend, and then betrayed me to try and end my life. You all are the same.

[archangeldelta]

fanmade demise of eden stuffs!! ^^(THESE ARE ALL INFECTEDS THAT LOOK WIERED)

[opheliann-darling]

𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Yandere Suguru Geto x female reader.

Synopsis: Blessings form in many shapes; including love.

TW: Objectification, discrimination, Isolation, forced pregnancy.

enjoy.

It is divine to think how hell would be regarded into grotesquely crimson images within the human imagination: Sufferance is too common, wounds as a thorn prick and lasts as a heart's ache, Yet consider this when we think of heaven: purity- innocence of Eden in its prime, everything that sources its beauty and continence from a glass sphere no soul ever stepped on, farthest from the nearest paradise which we -so far- know of. Every now and then, the glass sphere's page of the sky would rain glossy drops, bright in the charm of a moon's haze, kissing earth's soil ever so gently after a long fall through the dark space. The drop; a seed of everything that derives all good in this life, either blooms into flowers, little joys that are worth living for, or even people- lost angels on devil's land.

Suguru believes he has an eye for perfection: the images of others reflect on his irises and pass, be a fragment of a forgotten dream and ghost in a corner within his anamnesis. life ought to be lived as a sort of a sweven, destined to be erased once the reaper sinks in its teeth; Not like you have much of an option as a sorcerer, you just keep fantasizing and drawing rose-colored glasses about a life you know you can't have, sighing when conjuring a dear friend's lineaments, feeling a warmth under an eyelid when a beloved's smile flickers through a faint image of cogitation. a needle of duty had sewed up every passage to his heart; there was no horizon to look up to, except that one of exorcising curses to no end, saving that little part of happiness that was rightfully his to others who already had a fair share of it.

Suguru would burn the candles of thought and wander around a series of scenarios: what would it be like to love? What color is romance and what taste are kisses? There must be a reason why the moon was put on a pedestal of artistry, or a color of blood to abridge all tongues and words of ardor. There had to be a reason why someone was so eager and willing to hand their hearts on a platter to someone else, someone who was looked upon as the apple of eye. It seemed absurd: humans are merely products of vice, planted to sin and harvested to destroy, every letter and word they utter weighs nothing heavier than a lie, So why would such a morbid creature empty the jar of heart on another morbid creature? It is a wounding, shameless lie.

Cease to feel and halt to sense, there was no meaning in draining the amphora of emotion on someone, a one who can't taste curses to know how much of a grace it's devouring. it's pointless to break the glass of heart over a bod that ignores your agony to indulge in its little world of pink lies. He just wishes- Only if, if he slices that part of him that screamed of humanity everyday, the part that made him extend a wing to shield the helpless from their demise… He hated having a heart.

Once during a green summer, one that had a breeze of May and the pink warmth of Valentine's day, The sphere wrapped a blessing in a curse's fabric; a gift so pristine it competed with the glimpses of eternity with a smile and tore the horizon's edge with a kiss, a form of life that its existence on this cursed land was the vilest injustice ever committed towards its chastity. The Angel; now blossoming from the sphere's seed into a human with flesh and blood, nerves and bones, eyes and a beating heart, is left to be stained and tarnished, munched and swallowed by the imperfect- the bad seeds, the swirl of everything evil. a tear of a curse could lace a sea of blessings, and you had to be protected: from the serpents, the devils, the flawed, or anyone else that wasn't him.

"Y'know, Suguru, sometimes when I look through your eyes, I can see you fighting yourself, as if you were your own worst enemy" You started the conversation like this, so casually, with no hint or intention of digging too deep into his psyche.

July, casting blazing rays and nearly melting the shadows outside, while the pair of you decided to remain in class for no obvious purpose. Suguru didn't mind having you around, aware that you weren't going to engage in tittle-tattling, leaving him with the room to think. It's been a long year.

With a strike of sudden concern, and maybe a little suspicion, He directs his whole posture towards you, noticing your relaxed position on the seat beside his. a silence of something that was about to begin stretched before he asked "What do you mean?"

a Winter night smile drew itself on your lips. In a movement of Bonnie Parker leaning on her motorcycle, you faced his confused comportment, rolling your eyes playfully before replying "You thought that no one would notice? That's cute. but I must admit, you're so good at hiding it, even Satoru wasn't able to see it, I'm surprised!" something brightened in your expression, contradicting the words you just said. As if you were Suguru's Anima; you spoke so confidently, insisting on extracting a part you didn't like of him.

And that confidence stirred a certain sentiment within him. something he would see as… vulnerability?

He stared.

Another silence, silence of an absurd play, one that the audience certainly didn't need to absorb the scene.

You continued "Amanai was a human like any other, someone with dreams and hopes, fears and triggers, and a family- and a lot of friends. she lived her life to the fullest… Well, maybe not completely, but at least she had some taste of blessing before her death. people aspire to horizons, living enough to reach it and sometimes not, savoring both sweet and bitter times before kicking the bucket. But that's not what we're talking about here"

His eyes couldn't get any wider, the images played slowly and vividly while the cassette of that memory didn't seem to stop.

"She's a vessel that can be replaced. Lord Tengen wasn't in that need for her anyway. But are we sorcerers any better? no. we're replaceable as well, unless you are Satoru, which we aren't. Yes, we are strong, but still replaceable. The Jujutsu world needs to continue existing or else cursed spirits will blow everything to bits, and of course, we're the only ones who can keep it going and exorcise these creatures."

Your fingers twiddled with your necklace, rolling it slowly as your tongue flowed. "I wanted to go everywhere too, I wanted to have a lot of friends to love without worrying that they'll die at any second. I wanted to wander around and behold flowers and snow without seeing an ugly cursed spirit…"

His tongue wouldn't unwrap, au contraire to his thoughts. his mind moved as fast as forgetfulness would spell, drinking in all of your heart's tears. Perhaps, after all, he wasn't the only one who awakened to a harsh knowledge.

You, are special.

"It's not fair… why should I be the one who gives up on their happiness to save people who know nothing of my sacrifices…"

"I-.." your rant comes to a halt, a veil of guilt slides down your expression.

"Sorry… I didn't mean to remind you of… back then, I talked too mu-"

"No." He interrupts, his usual resting face painted over.

"You can continue, I understand you…" Suguru smiles.

Ever since the curtain on your heart was pulled, you seemed to confide in him more; drifting away from Satoru and Shoko slowly and subtly. He didn't want to think of it, yet these pages of poems and lines of serenades whispered something to him everytime he looked through you. She must be unhappy too, Unhappy people are sensitive to the unhappiness of others¹. and to confess, it balmed a little comfort on his soul to see that misery brought you together. Day by day, both of you would speak for hours, crafting an imaginary horizon where everything was a haven for a winsome world, goodwills falling like spring rain. Night by night, He who becomes the one to count the nights, scripting his nightdreams and rehearsing his hopes to a shadow of you that lingered in the corners, only for every word to blend into space once the daybreak spills through the clouds.

Your voice; it is the voice of his mind now. The shadow of you is melodizing his thoughts and troubles of the heart, lulling his reveries and caroling his visions. The pages of romance flip like petals in the wind: as the silk of your vocal cords tailors the letters with red and pink, he is finally allowed to relish the true colors of so-called love. Yozo² is no longer fool in Suguru's thinking, for wanting to die alongside the one he loved, which Suguru Geto himself now, secretly, hopes to achieve with you.

"Have you ever thought about death?" Green-colored smile, surely wasn't grayed by anything. Suguru just thought, what did you think? Did you want to be with him no matter the place?

The roles have been reversed. now you're the silent one; you were sure that you did talk too much that day, pouring your wounds into him that now they're his wounds. Guilt stinged your heart, only if you remained silent back then.

"Um- yes, I'm already accepting it, we're sorcerers after all…" you struggled to compose a thought he'd like, it came out as what a child attempting wisdom would say. speaking to your friend has become a difficult task lately, you didn't want to lose the thread of thinking you shared together, and he seemed quite pleased to talk to you.

He chuckled.

"Never thought of making it better for yourself at least?"

What…

"I used to think so too. But slowly, I'm finally able to see what I was too blinded to see. Remember when you said that you wanted to have a lot of friends and go everywhere? that's rightful of you to ask- but you can't get it whether you plead for it or not. I'm telling you; I know it very well when I say you can have everything you want if you step up and take control." stated he.

As if looking for any other person who seems to notice that there's something odd, you glanced around. nothing was in sight except the trees and grass of the long forest line.

His face didn't move when he continued "You see, we forgot that we were stronger, smarter and more skilled than the ordinary, say evolution theory: creatures go through a long process of development to become advanced in brain and muscle. some reach the highest stage of development and become a human, while others simply stop in the middle or never start, thus remaining monkeys"

For some reason, you imagined yourself operating on his brain: cleaving the front of his skull with a sharp scalpel, lifting up his scalp in a way a box of chocolates would be opened, unwrapping and milling his brain convolutions, looking through his memory and mind's eye to see when and where these ideas have crossed his mind so you can uproot them- it is your fault, you filled him with so much tangles for a sweetly simple soul as him.

"...And since monkeys can't survive on their own, we were the ones who would acquire and use their talents to establish Jujutsu and save them, doing it out of kindness and altruism, they give us curses and we cure them in response, continually and with no recognition of our merit…"

Something in his eyes twitched; he sounded as if he was letting go of an ancient burden, the Messiah's cross thrown off by his back.

"... You, me, Satoru or anyone who uses Jujutsu is the purest form of life on this earth, we're destined to rule as much as we were to protect, to punish as we were to love. we sorcerers are chosen by the heavens…"

"...Monkeys must die." the corners of his mouth were altered to a frantic excitement, seeming like he'd seen after years of being dim sighted.

It is a blessing to be ignorant.

It started out subtly. Suguru would continue smiling- the line and twist on his face metamorphosed into one you have no knowledge of: it was strange, uncannily simple and eerily sweet, more of looking at a portrait of a goner and less of seeing a friend. His compassion faded, a mock-lively kindness replaced it, by the nature a moonlight would mimic a sunray's warmth. it is not change, nor epiphany; your friend was dying with no hearse set or heart settled- Suguru slept to no awakening so the priest in Gojo-gesa can breathe to every aspect of life.

Eyes that used to behold the blessings in everything are now glaring with violence, gnashing its teeth to whoever and whatever didn't wield any cursed energy. it is visible for you to only see, all of the ink and blood jarred behind his eyes, masked perfectly and contained in a patient smile he wore to his subjects— our subjects darling! he would say, giving you a saddened look, as if his gift of a thousand obedient monkey wasn't enough to thrill you as much as it did to him.

“You know how much I love you, right?” he murmured, holding your hand. your eyes pierced the reflection on the vanity glass: a husband and a wife sharing an intimate moment, scenery of a devoted Genji holding a torn Fujitsubo³ and kissing away all of her distress. you switched your sight towards his hand, the one that stroked yours, the one that had on its ring finger a silver band twirled.

“And I'm willing to offer you everything I have, anything you want” He placed a kiss on the crown of your head, billing and cooing in his words “I just ask for a little smile in return, or a little ‘thank you’ for everything I do to us”

“You're taking advantage of innocent people, Suguru”

He scoffs “Are they really that innocent?! All they do is cause destruction and corruption. you're too kind to even call them people” the last word dropped like a glob of mercury, heavy and tarnishing. he's annoyed for sure that you ruined the romantic mood by mentioning monkeys yet again.

“You're murdering people who came to you for help, Suguru…”

You saw it without looking at it, the flash of rage and loathing, with all its redness and heat a fire had less or more of. you hoped in despair ,maybe there's still the lingering blush of compassion in his heart; the comity of your dear friend Suguru, not the hatred of your husband the monk. His fist flew in front of your face, grabbing your chin and rotating your skull to his penetrating eyes. for a second, a thread was pulled in your chest, cutting your heart with a feeling of fear, was he about to strike you?

“I told you thousands of times… those you cry for so much are. not. people. Do you understand me?!” He pressed on each word, heavy breath fanning your face. you could only look back and try not to recoil under his gaze.

“They ruin our lives, they kill us, they cause suffering and they taint this earth with their filthy emotions… if it wasn't me who gets rid of them and cleans their trash, only heaven knew how much time left for us to live…” he digs his nails into your flesh, gritting his teeth at you “They made you unhappy, they tried to kill me while I was risking my life to save them everyday!” he raised his hands in the air, snarling with full volume. you're sure that Nanako and Mimiko are in another room hearing, and utterly aware of their agreement and devotion to Suguru.

Frantically, he unwrapped his Gojo-gesa and threw it on the floor, shooting you a glare while he freed himself from the sleeves of his haori. his stare kept lining yours, and when he stripped from the white hada-juban, you've seen it, as if at first sight.

“Shouldn't a wife support her husband?! Why do I feel like everything else except for me matters to you?!” He yelled. it is not the first time you see the scar on his chest, in fact, you've seen it too many times that its lines were as familiar as the dimness of your eyelids.

“Whom am I doing this all for?! for us! for our family! they're just like us, they've been belittled and cursed by monkeys and they had their happiness snatched brutally from their hands… all just because they were sorcerers” he calmed, yet not eased judging by how sharp his expression was. He dropped his arms to his side, reaching to cup your face and force you to see his eyes “You were hurt too… you begged me to save you years ago… you do remember the day we sat together in class and talked”

You do remember.

The echo of that hour reverberated through his eyes. in their dark shade, you watched a reflection of yourself, helpless and gray, sew the first threads of his insanity. you wished if life had been a little more cruel and tore off your tongue before you ever got the chance to speak with him.

It's you who chiseled the priest.

He feathered a finger across your cheek, crooning honey “And you remember our dates too, all the kisses and embraces, our wedding and our nights together…” serene as a sea in spring, animating the past into a sweet lull. his eyes smiled to you, cording your heart when continuing “You love me, you love our family, our paradise— and him” His palm spidered to your stomach, stroking the node of flesh “You would never abandon him, would you?”

Can you even? He sojourned far in, tethered to you through a wall of flesh with a string stretching inside of him. the memory of his existence would carve lines in both of your bodies even after his birth.

“You're so selfless, that's why I fell for you darling” whispered he, drinking your silence in taste of obedience. Was there any release from the cuffs you wrapped around your own wrists? Suguru wasn't an imprisoner, he just smelted a bracelet you wished to wear, eager to please and in hunger for your praise, while you, in words and smiles, altered his brain to see in dark color.

“Why don't you say you love me?” he coated demand with love, pouring foam on your ears in a whisper.

Your skin felt light underneath, like you could walk out of it as a coat. In times like these, when he gave affection and demanded it back, you could only say one thing, unlike a full colored prism of flirtation he can murmur to you.

“I love you so much, Suguru…” at first, saying it was like uprooting a rotting tooth, but as time passed and your tongue knew the taste of lying, it became like picking a fruit.

He smiled “Good girl…”

His eyes glinted in red “...I love you too…”

[itonashi]

NEVER the SAME

SUMMARY : Known around the world — a genius scientist named [Name][Last Name]. Everyone sought to be her as she was deemed perfect. A young prodigy that managed to climb up the ranks alongside her friends. She met her demise at the age of 35. It shook the world. Tears fall because of her. Will there be another her?

PAIRING : aquamarine hoshino x fem!reader

WARNINGS : implied deaths, stalking, drugs, slow burn romance, more will be added.

ARTICLE

THE FAMOUS CHILD ACTOR [NAME] YOSHINO SHOW HER GENIUS MIND IN A REALITY SHOW!

[Name] Yoshino got a mind that's an adult and make her way through the reality show. Making a name for herself 'The Child Who Can Ace Anything' . The child actor have become viral through her personality and talent. Her parent claimed that they are open to let their child go their own path in the future.

What will [Name] Yoshino show more about her talent in the future?

"An article about me..." You mumble while mindlessly eating the dessert that was given to you as reward by your mother. After the released of the episode reality show you were in, you got an article written for you.

'Well, it's only fair they do that for me.'

Your eyes were locked at the tv when suddenly your mother picked you up "[Nickname], do you like idol?" She said with a smile. "Idol?" You mumble the word while looking at your mother's eye. She looked at you dead straight in the eye, waiting for you to answer her question.

"Yes, I do like idols." Her eyes lit up and she snuggle you while squealing. Does she want you to be an idol? It seems so. That crushed dream of yours were never fulfilled as you were busy researching and helping the world. That's right, being an idol was one of your dream.

It's a shame you couldn't be that.

"You think too highly of me, [Name]. My era already ended. There will be no Diva Eden anymore. Who knows? Maybe it will be you this time." Eden, one of your friend in the world organization. She was the brightest star but it all ended. She muttered those word with a tint of sadness.

"I'm just a scientist."

"Do you want to be an idol?"

"Yes."

"Yay! I love you so much, my dear [Nickname]! I'll put in good word for you at a biiiiggg company!"

Was being an idol my mother's wish before? If it is for her. I could do it. After all, the reason I became a scientist at my past life was because I cared too much about promises and wishes — but, I don't care in the slightest. If I can top the world, then so be it.

Let's just fast forward to high school, shall we?

You're in your third year of Yoto Highschool and it has been three years you've become an idol. A soloist specifically. You got into a big company so it was natural you straight up turn popular when you debuted.

What people didn't understand was why did you choose the general program? You are an idol. The reason was you thought that you should balance it out. Being an idol is already tiring enough when people want you to act in a show too.

"Yoshino!" A male voice called out to you in a hurry. You faced him and tilt your head "What's wrong, Masaru?" He stopped infront of you and took a breath "Explain this." He hold up his phone up your face that you had to lean back.

ARTICLE

DOES SOLOIST [STAGE NAME] HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH MASARU AOI FROM THE IDOL GROUP X1?

People said they were seen a lot together at school. Students from there speculate they could be dating with how much they're together. Even in music shows they could be seen interacting.

"I don't know anything about this." You said with a neutral tone. "I'll make a live today to clear out this misunderstand and you should too." You added while looking at him straight in the eyes, he nod and stuff back his phone into his pocket.

"Then, I suggest we don't meet eachother as much."

"You're the one who kept 'bumping' into me. You're literally in the performing arts program."

"Geh! I'm sorry."

"I'll be going now."

Kana Arima was showing the twin around the school like that... To be honest, I don't what she was doing but you get the point.

She also pointed out some people from the performing arts program on who they are.

"That one is an actor."

"Those two are from a big idol group."

Something like that, of course she couldn't miss on one person that's practically more famous than her. She just had to point out that [Name] Yoshino was in the same school as them.

"And that big crowds of people looking at someone is [Name] Yoshino's fanclub. Are you surprised that someone like her is here? Well, you better be!"

"Welcome to Yoto Highschool! Oh, just a reminder that [Name] is on the general department." Kana Arima reminded the twin. To be honest, the twin wasn't surprised that [Name] was here. I mean, it was already leaked to the public on where she get education from.

But Ruby couldn't help but gush out of happiness knowing that she could meet [Name] Yoshino out in the flesh! "I can't believe I'm actually seeing [Name]! She's so beautiful! Don't you think so Aqua?" Ruby cried out of happiness towards her brother.

Then she realized something, it hit her hard into reality. She slump "She's in the general department and she's a third-year..." She said with a low voice before continuing "And you, Aqua! You're in the same department as her! I'm jealous!" Ruby exclaimed with the clear evident of her jealousy tone while pointing finger at her brother.

Aqua looked at Ruby with bored eyes, and looked at the crowd that is still gushing over [Name] amazing features. I mean who wouldn't, Aqua won't deny that she's a beautiful person. Especially after seeing her in real life.

While Ruby is raging over the fact that Aqua may or may not see her everyday from now on . "Can't we get to class now?" Aqua said, looking at Ruby with bored eyes. Ruby stop her behavior and agreed not before crossing her arms and puffing out of jealousy.

"[Name], that guy from that middle school has been staring at you for a long time, you know?" ■■■■ pointed out beside you, you glanced at your guy friend and glanced to the guy that had been staring at you. The guy noticed you know that he had been staring at you and look down blushing.

"Just let him be. It looks like he isn't the type of guy to harm me. No need to get too protective over me, ■■■■. It'll be okay." You chuckle lightly, and looked at the sky.

Years later, you never thought that the guy from your past that was from that middle school would be your lover.

How lucky Goro Amamiya is...

A/N: hi, im back! it has been a long time hasn't it? life had been hectic but i managed to made one chp lol.

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[otomehonyaku]

Diabolik Lovers Lost Eden Stellaworth Tokuten Short Stories スペシャル特典小冊子 ☽ Subaru ver.

This short story booklet was part of the Stellaworth set for Lost Eden! Keep reading below the cut for Subaru's version.

S ☽ [Ayato’s version by @kyouxa] [Laito’s version by @kyouxa] [Shuu’s version] [Reiji’s version] [Kanato’s version] [Subaru’s version]

M ☽ [Ruki’s version] [Yuma's version] [Kou’s version] [Azusa’s version]

TK ☽ [Carla’s version] [Shin’s version] [Kino’s version]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

As always, special thanks to @karleksmumskladdkaka for providing the scans ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ Please do not reuse or post my translations elsewhere or translate my work into other languages without my permission.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

—The World Tree, with its roots in Eden soil.

Its leaves continued to fall as if signalling the world’s impending demise. It was a grim reminder of our fate.

Fear seized me. Would I become like my father?

Still, no matter how much I thought about it, the answer wouldn’t come. I shook my head and kicked at the ground. It made the fear dissipate a little. 

And then my mind was suddenly filled with her. She chose me and vowed to stay by my side no matter what happened… She was my beloved.

“But… she won’t be coming anytime soon.”

Where could she be right now? What could she be doing? I looked up at the sky and sighed. The woman, who was usually with me at this hour, was nowhere to be found.

“Well, whatever. It’s not like we promised to meet.” 

Right. Whatever she was doing, it wasn’t really any of my business. Even if she were to get involved with any of my brothers, or even if she’d thoughtlessly become involved with the Mukamis–who had come to visit me lately–or the Founders… it had nothing to do with me.

“...Fuck!”

I didn’t want to be here any longer. I just had to leave. With that lazy excuse, I turned my back on the World Tree. I was going to find her… no, I was leaving under the pretext of surveying the area.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“...You still bothering with that shit?”

“S-Subaru…?!”

It was surprisingly easy to find her. She was in Eden’s flower garden. Most of the greenery in Eden had withered away, and so we had come to visit here often in an effort to restore the castle's former glory.

I peeked at her hands where she crouched down and saw that she was planting a slightly misshapen artificial flower into the soil. She was looking after the garden without me.

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I scolded myself internally for my narrow-mindedness.

“Hey, hurry up. Let’s get you back to your room.”

“Could you wait a little? I’m almost done.”

“...”

Disappointment washed over me as I watched her shake her head. To make matters worse, she told me to go on ahead without her, even though I hadn’t even told her why I had come to see her. I sighed heavily and sat down on the ground.

Surely, she must have thought I would go home. She looked at me curiously.

“...Oh, come on.”

“Huh?”

“Come on! Don’t be so selfless. What I’m saying is, just… keep me company sometime.”

I must have gotten my point across, because her cheeks flushed and she hurriedly hid her face. Seeing her reaction, I felt myself falling into a pit of self-loathing. I hadn’t been planning on telling her. I became overwhelmed by embarrassment, and I wanted to get out of the situation immediately.

However–

“Ah…?!”

I inhaled sharply. Her frail body, which had been in front of me until just now, suddenly collided with my chest. Her arms wrapped around me, her slender fingers grabbing on to my clothes. I was so bewildered that I couldn’t even bring myself to push her away. It felt like forever until I processed what was happening.

Was she… hugging me? By the time I really noticed, it seemed that a few minutes had passed. She met my gaze with a slightly sullen expression.

“...Jeez. Don’t get carried away.”

I may have said that, but her embrace had instinctively sparked my desire for her. Her loveliness overwhelmed me, and I pulled her back into my arms. 

I pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck. She shivered a little, probably because she was ticklish, and so in response I kept planting kisses on her skin until she could barely move.

“We’re going to your room. Now. You’d better prepare for what’s coming… alright?”

I whispered the words into her ear, no matter how embarrassing it was, and she simply nodded as I expected she would.

Only moments earlier, I had been lamenting my weaknesses and feeling jealous over her not spending time with me, but those thoughts all melted away in an instant. I hastened my pace as I led her to her room, gripping her hand tightly.

Right now, I just want to feel her. Her warmth, her touch, her voice, her body… I want all of her. I want to make her mine.

[testedcatdraws]

New DRDT MV speculations (DRDT spoilers)

Since there's a new MV coming I'll try to speculate on who it'll be about.

Due to the description we can say it's about two characters (one or both of them don't have to be apart of the main cast.)

The description talks about a person being on the stage with another, and the thumbnail has an apple.

The apple could probably mean many things, I'll just go with the forbidden fruit since I'm most familiar with that type of stuff. Though with how vague it is I guess the apple could mean anything else, or it's just there because it matches the song and there's actually no significant.

List of duos I came up with:

Ace and Levi

Ace and his dead friend

Veronika and her friend

Veronika and Arturo

Arei and Eden

Xander and Teruko

Xander and David

Teruko and Mai

Hu and David

Hu and Nico

Charles and Whit

J and Arturo

Duos who I don't think will be in the MV:

Xander and Teruko (Xander tried to kill Teruko)

Hu and David (David was just manipulating Hu)

Veronika and Arturo (Pretty one-sided)

Hu and Nico (Nico doesn't seem too fond of Hu right now)

J and Arturo (there relationship, though bad from the start, is probably more strained now.)

Duos who don't fit the apple of temptation theme:

Ace and Levi

Arei and Eden (Positive influence)

Charles and Whit (Positive inluence)

Duos we don't know much about:

Ace and his dead friend

Veronika and her friend

Teruko and Mai

Out of all the duos we know of I think it's most likely could be David and Xander. David isn't a good influence per se, so he could be seen as an apple of temptation of sorts. Only issue is that he doesn't seem to lead Xander into doing bad things (unless you think he was the one who got Xander to kill Teruko.)

For characters we don't know about it could possibly be about Mai and Teruko, Teruko obviously met Mai at one point and seems to like her. Teruko could be the tempting apple which leads to Mai demise.

For Ace and Veronika, it's really not enough info to know honestly, so I'll it's a maybe. If it's one of them it's most likely Ace since his friend is probably more important. Only thing we know about Veronika's is that they gave her her green earring from the QnA. But even then that's not much, and she could even have multiple friends that are irrelevant.

[hellohiyoko]

I've seen people talk about the culprit's execution in P:EG and a certain aspect of said execution that people assume will be incorporated into future executions. I figured I'd give my two cents on what this would mean for the rest of the game.

Spoilers below for Chapter 1 of Project: Eden's Garden, and a long rambling post that's all over the place

And for the three main games of Danganronpa as well. Sorry for being vague in the beginning, I didn't want to spoil it right away.

In Eva Tsunaka's execution, after being discovered as the blackened responsible for Wolfgang Akire's death, she's desperately running up a conveyor belt to prevent herself from falling into the fiery pits of a furnace or incinerator of sorts. While suffering from the wounds of sharp protractors and nails being thrown at her, she managed to climb up and almost reach the top. The obstacle in her path is what Eva (and the audience) assumed to be the dummy replica of Cara Koskinen, the Ultimate Teacher's Aide whose death was used for the mock trial.

Eva grabs the hand, only to be mortified that it's a real corpse as the whole arm rips off and follows Eva to meet her demise as they fall into the flames.

Now initially, like others, I was under the assumption that Cara's corpse was used to represent Eva's trust (or lack there of) in people. Eva only reached out to grab the hand assuming it was the same dummy from before, only to find herself let down again by a human (a dead one, but still a human nonetheless).

I think there's more to it than that.

For starters, Cara's actual corpse seemed rather...fresh, showing no signs of decomposing. This could insinuate that either A.) Cara died rather recently or B.) Cara died quite some time ago, and Tozu and Mara kept it preserved. Option B seems much more likely, and obvious, but that begs the question of why. If we're to assume that the sixteen students hadn't met or knew of Cara previously, and if we're to assume that Cara's corpse will be included in future executions, why use Cara specifically?

Cara must be important not only to the overall story of Project: Eden's Garden, but to the cast as well. Her talent as the Ultimate Teacher's Aide could imply that she was once their teacher, which would mean that a time skip of sorts between the train ride and the beginning gameplay of the Prologue had occurred, a recurring theme present in all of the major Danganronpa games.

And what despair it would bring to the survivors at the end as they realize that the remains of their once beloved teacher have been cremated alongside their fallen classmates...

There are, however, two possible contradictions with this theory that I will address and attempt to clear up.

1.) As stated previously by the team behind P:EG, previous Danganronpa Tropes were going to be avoided, and the "time skip, memories erased" plotline is a huge plot point for all three games. However, as seen in Eva's execution (and the overall chapter), some tropes may not be avoided after all. A character who the audience deemed to be important was still murdered (Sayaka, Twogami, Rantaro, Wolfgang), an attempted murder had gone wrong (Sayaka failed to kill Leon, Nagito's plan was thwarted by Twogami, Kaede's plan to kill the mastermind failed, and Wolfgang was electrocuted before he could murder Diana), and the first blackened of the game was still dragged out of the courtroom with chains around their neck (Leon, Teruteru, Kaede, and Eva). While the first chapter and trial of P:EG is still unique enough to not be a direct copycat of the first chapters of THH, SDR2, and V3, it still rhymes. So it wouldn't be too big of a stretch to assume that a time skip of sorts could be in play...

Until you consider the second contradiction.

2.) Toshiko Kayura. If a time skip did occur, how much time could have passed since the sixteen students arrived on the train? If it were a couple of months, then sure, Toshiko being 14 isn't a problem. But if Cara is a teacher that the cast has known for, say a year or two, then where does that leave Toshiko?

Easy, what if Toshiko was much younger when Damon arrived on the train? As many have pointed out, Toshiko is the only character to not speak during the train scene. And when Damon recalls seeing her on the train, he says that he wasn't sure of Toshiko's age since she was seated when he boarded. Perhaps, Toshiko was a bit shorter as a twelve year old compared to her now fourteen year old self, which makes Toshiko even more suspicious, but that's another post for another day.

Moving on though, if we're to believe that Cara died rather recently, this allots for more speculation. Was she a part of another killing game?

Or, did Cara arrive on campus earlier than the others to fulfill her duties as the Ultimate Teacher's Aide, and attempt to fight off whoever's responsible for the killing game?

Let's say Cara was a participant in a previous killing game. If we're still operating under the notion that Cara died somewhat recently, and that the killing game she participated in had subsequently concluded recently, it would only make sense that Cara was the last victim to fall.

Or does it?

Recall the rule in Chapter 1 that states that the killing game will end when there are two survivors left. Cara dying recently, with the respective killing game we assume she was a part of no longer taking place, would assume that the killing game ended because there were two survivors left at the time of Cara's murder. However, from what the Tozu Tablets and Tozu himself suggest in the Prologue, only one culprit was behind her murder. If we're to assume that Tozu isn't an unreliable narrator, nothing at the mock crime scene suggests that Cara was prepared to fight two assailants rather than just the one. (EDIT: Other than the obvious gun we see her with, lmao, but even so, how can we be sure that the gun was hers? There's also no evidence that seems to suggest that two people had attacked Cara simultaneously, other than maybe the 28 stab wounds.)

So unless Tozu's lying, we can't say for sure that Cara was in a killing game. And even if she was, why bother using a body that has no connection to the rest of the cast in Eva's execution?

We could, however, infer that Cara had tried to fight off whoever was responsible for the killing game, which is why Tozu is hiding the identity of the culprit. Then, after successfully murdering Cara and usurping control of the school, they could further punish Cara by means of mutilation should we assume that her corpse will be present in future executions.

Mutilation in the Bible is often seen as a punishment of sin. So, if Cara's corpse makes future appearances in future trials, her punishment for attempting to stop the killing game could be the mutilation of her body (and going back to the theory that they knew of her before, this adds an extra punishment and despair to the blackened students that will be executed in future chapters).

Speaking of mutilation, how many limbs does Cara have left after the first execution? Two of her legs, and an arm. So, should other limbs be used in future executions, this would imply that there will be at least three more culprits. Counting her head and neck and the rest of the body, you could potentially squeeze in two more culprits. So the number of executed students could range from 4 to 6, if using Cara's body in executions continues to be a pattern.