#everyone is still alive and happy and well

[princeelectra]

LOVE YOUUUUU!!! <3333

And this isn't a silly question at all!!! It's actually really interesting and important! Probably, other mutuals here have the same question-

It isn't for the production itself, but all the context before it and etc.

Well, you all know I'm an OLC Fictionkin. And that more and more, the productions became less accurate and looking like the original one - So I always felt like I loved and felt part of something I would never see, never feel, etc. And after the 2018's modifications on StEx, that sadness face grew on me, because... It's not my StEx, it doesn't look like it, it doesn't feel like it... But okay.

ALW already said that he wouldn't do anything about starlight express ever since, so my hopes were gone.

But then... He said he would do a tribute to THE ORIGINAL STARLIGHT EXPRESS that made 40 years last year... My heart accelerated on a level you can't imagine. Starlight express was alive again. In London. And if it was a tribute, it could be... It could be finally something recent with the essence and joy of the first! HOORAY!!!!

And months and months of waiting...

Until...

...Yeah, it was a non replica.

Meanwhile everyone was cheering, for me, it was a disaster. I had SO MUCH HOPE, so much... And they did exactly the opposite. Everything that still made me remember about StEx, they took it. They made it even MORE childish, less about the original themes, the costumes were "pretty" but NOTHING like StEx, they modernized it... Etc.

For me, it was in that moment I said: "my starlight express is dead."

It's not because it's dead... It's just... Because it reminds me of I'm in the past. I'm just a ghost of something that's old and doesn't exist anymore. Everyone is there for the modern, new, cooler stuff.

And... During that time of the release of Wembley production, the fandom was CHAOTIC. Everyone was fighting and arguing over dumb stuff, you couldn't find even one post that wasn't attacking or talking about other people's actions and opinions, and that was the same period of time that I had a project of a fandom production called StEx TFP (you can even find something about it in my older posts) that was my plan of doing something related to the OLC StEx and make me happy and feeling home...

And it was DESTRUCTED because of the fights within the fandom. People started to get their problems inside of my project and I had to permanently close it because people would just... Not work together in any way.

So Wembley reminds me about all those things: My sadness as a fictionkin, that period of time of fights and that disaster of a project. So... It became a trigger!

I hope that answers it! <3

[typicalopposite]

crop top tee and cut off jeans

(An idea I have had for a little while from @silversky9 where Tommy wears a crop top and Buck goes a little feral over it. We bounced the idea and it spiraled into what it is now 🫶 TW for the second half there will be mpreg. But you can stop after the first half — I’ll say when — and it’s just good ol fashion … not quite light smut!)

BuckTommy | M | 2803 words | ao3 link

It is so damn hot. 

The sun has been beating down on Tommy’s back for hours as he works in his yard, and he finally has reached the over it stage where he breaks out his special super secret outfit. 

Okay, okay… that’s a bit dramatic. It’s just— it’s not something he would typically wear. 

He slides the shirt over his head and it stops not quite halfway down his torso, then slides the loose and worn out pair of jeans up over his hips… they aren’t booty shorts… where’s the comfort in that? But… They are shorter than he anticipated when he cut the old jeans off a few summers ago. 

He steps out of the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror. Not bad for an old man, Kinard… he teasingly thinks to himself. His body really is in possibly the best shape he’s been in, in a while. Thanks to his overly enthusiastic boyfriend making sure he sticks to his diet and pouts until he works out with him nearly every day… 

Not bad for an old man, at all… trying to keep up— trying to keep himself alive some days. Not that he cares too much. It makes Evan happy and keeps Tommy healthy so he can be around to keep Evan happy for a long long time. 

Plus… he has never filled out this outfit so nicely… if he does say (or well, think) so himself. 

His solidly built body, just barely, in the old faded cropped slipknot band tee worn mostly just so his shoulders aren’t so exposed to the sun— the shorts hug him a little more than they use to, but are broken in enough to still be breathable and comfy enough to spend the day outside in. 

His privacy fence keeps nosey neighbors eyes off the outfit. Not that he cares what they think— that’s a lie… he would love nothing more than to not have to see their judgemental expressions if they saw big tough guy, Tommy, dress… how he is dressed. But in the privacy of his back yard, he feels free to be a little less how he is expected to be— or act, or look. He can remove the metaphorical mask, that even after all this time… he still keeps snuggly on, and be completely just Tommy. 

And Tommy likes his cropped up top and cut off jeans. He ties a bandanna around his head to keep his curls pushed back… and his thumbs are painted sparkly purple instead of just clear— because it’s pretty and only he will see it. He smiles once more at himself, feeling the last thread of self doubt break loose and he walks out into his backyard. 

It’s still so hot, just more bearable. 

His body is drenched and the clothes are plastered to his body… but he’s almost done. The grass is cut; the weeds in his flowerbed taken care of; he pressure washed his back patio, and set up the new table and chairs he recently purchased— he has guests over pretty often now… which is still a new concept he’s wrapping his head around, but they need places to sit, he guesses. The last thing he is going to do for the day is set up a spice garden… for Evan. 

“Fresh basil is far superior to the dried flakes, babe…” he had pouted when Tommy didn’t want to pause dinner to run to the store… when he had the ingredient (just not the correct form). Did they go get the fresh basil, yes. Did Tommy begrudgingly admit Evan was correct for wanting to go get the fresh, basil… eventually. Did they take turns with each other’s punishment for being such a brat and a bitch about the situation after dinner… absolutely! 

Did Tommy go out the next day and buy everything to set up the little project, and gift, for his boyfriend…? Well… fresh is far superior to dried, so it’s a win win for everyone. 

He is so focused on assembling the wooden box he doesn’t hear the engine come to a stop just on the other side of the fence gate, he doesn’t hear the beep as the doors are locked, or Evan when he calls out once he enters the house. He is busy smoothing out the soil, poking holes down for the seeds, and is mid turn to grab said seeds when Evan gasps (pretty dramatically) after stepping out onto the patio. 

Tommy freezes. He stares and Evan; Evan stares at him. Then he smiles. 

He crosses the patio to where Tommy is standing, takes the seeds from him and sets them down out of the way, then takes Tommy’s face in his hands and pulls him into a deep, passionate kiss. “What… was that for,” Tommy asks, feeling drunk off of it when Evan finally pulls back for air. 

“What is this for?” Evan asks, equally winded, moving to mouth along Tommy’s jaw as he slides his hands up Tommy’s sweat slicked back, under the crop top, to his shoulders… then back down to the cut off of the jeans. His fingers slip under the cut and run along the curve of his ass… and he whines against Tommy’s skin. 

Tommy’s already heated skin is now on fire, for multiple reasons. He fidgets in Evan’s hold and pulls away to look at him, having to lean far back to escape Evan’s hungry lips as they move down his neck . “You’re ridiculous,” he laughs. 

“You’re delicious,” Evan counters and dives back in, walking Tommy back until Evan has him pressed— groin to groin; hardening erection to equally hardening erection — against the railing to his patio steps. Evan trails his tongues back up Tommy’s skin and only stops to nip at his ear causing Tommy to let out a whimpered yelp. “Alright, that’s it…” Evan exclaims, then he dips down and without warning Tommy is hoisted up and over Evan’s shoulder. 

“Evan!?” He is held firmly in place and carried up the few steps to the patio door. “But your spice garden…” 

“It can wait— wait…my spice garden?” 

“Mhmm…” Tommy hums, a proud smile spreading across his face as Evan turns back to look at the little handmade garden box. 

He’s quiet for a moment, then tightens his hold on Tommy and pushes the patio door open. “Oh yeah, let’s go…” he mutters, and proceeds to carry him to the bedroom, dropping him onto the bed and wasting no time climbing up on top of him. “You… are amazing, sweetheart… Do you know that?” Tommy preens at that, then shies away. “No no… look at me beautiful. I need to know you understand how much I appreciate and adore you right now.” 

Evan sits back on his heels and lets his eyes roam over Tommy’s body, he bites . “It’s just some yard clothes…” Tommy says, knowing there’s a deep blush taking over his face. 

“It’s just hot, Tommy… you look so hot in this, and you have no idea do you?” 

“You really like it?” Tommy asks softly, and he knows that voice tends to do so much more to Evan than when he drops it down an octave, making it deep and scratchy. He bats his eyes even and Evan looks ready to pounce. 

“Oh I’m going to show you just how much I like it—” Evan practically growls. He grabs Tommy by the waist and flips him over, pulling him up onto his knees. “—and you—” He stops Tommy when he starts to pull the crop top off, taking both of Tommy’s wrists in one hand and pressing them into the mattress over his head, no command to leave them there needed, Tommy knows. “—and all the things you do for me, sweetheart.” Then Evan works at the jeans, until they are pushed down just enough to grant him access. 

Evan is quick and effective. First with his mouth then with his fingers. He works Tommy open until he is writhing and begging for more and then he gives him just that. Filling him up, while also dropping down to whisper his praises and gratitudes in Tommy’s ear while he pounds into him. Tommy gasps and moans and cries out for Evan to go faster and harder, arching his back against Evan’s chest with an exasperated cry as he reaches his climax. 

Needless to say, Tommy is left feeling very appreciated and adored. 

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STAHP! there be mpreg beyond this point! Unless you’re cool with than then — GO!

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(Forty TWO weeks later)

It is so fucking hot, and Tommy might actually lose his mind. 

He is huge and tired and sore… and now the AC won’t turn on. He wants to cry as he flips the switch to off then back on like Evan suggests when Tommy called to angrily panic scream about it. “The tech will be there in the morning to look at it,” Evan tells him at the end of the conversation, after nothing has worked, his voice heavily apologetic… and Tommy whines pitifully. He can’t help it. It’s Evan’s fault he is in this miserable position in the first place. He runs a hand over the large bump housing their baby girl and sighs. “I love you so much, sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you as soon as I get home, okay?”

“Will you bring me some ice cream?” Tommy asks, and Evan quickly agrees without hesitation. “And give me a foot massage?” Another quick agree from Evan, and Tommy digs for more requests; because dammit, if he has to roast in this house because the doctor decided he needs to be put on bed rest while they wait for their daughter's arrival, so he can’t leave, then he is getting pampered for it. His ego and pride can be damned. Evan promises to do every single one, then he has to get off the phone; the sound of the alarm blares in the background and Tommy hopes it will be a quick last call so Evan can get home to him… even if the heat is sweltering and he will not be allowed to touch him beyond the foot massage. 

He goes around the house, opening all the windows and turning on all the ceiling fans; he goes into the garage and finds all their standing fans as well. He doesn’t even look at the thermostat to see how hot it is, the way his shirt is drenched and sticking to his body is enough to know it must be ridiculously high. 

No matter what he does it is just too hot. 

He finally can’t take it anymore and tugs his shirt up and over his bump, but hesitates pulling it over his head. It’s his nipples. They are so sensitive— so sensitive! Not exactly in a good way this far into the pregnancy… and the wind blowing from all the fans will be murderous on them! 

The problem is now the fabric is sitting bunched up on top of his stomach and that’s no less annoying than it being plastered to his belly. He huffs about a frustrated breath… then he gets an idea. 

Evan is going to murder him for using the kitchen shears but he was too desperate to get this done quickly to go hunt down his crafting scissors. He snatches the shirt off and lays it out flat on the table, eyes a line about midway up and starts cutting. He slides it back on and the edge hovers just above where his belly sticks out from his body, not rubbing annoyingly against it, but still covering his poor nipples from all the air. 

He breathes a sigh… and suddenly the idea blossoms. He thinks of his baggy pregnancy jeans… that he will have no use for once the baby is born, then hurries to their room to find them, tugging his gym shorts off and discarding them into the hamper in the corner of their room as he goes. 

One more modification later and he tries them on… definitely shorter than he intended but he’s not mad at it. He twists his body as best as he can to see his backside in the mirror and hums a pleased little hum at how he looks. Swollen, sure. But past that he fills the fit out nicely. 

And most importantly… he feels substantially better. He might even be able to get some cleaning done now…

Which is exactly what Evan finds him doing when he finally makes it home from work. “What are you—” he gasps, then trails off… Tommy stops mopping and blinks innocently at his soon to be husband. “Oh my god…” Evan sobs, dropping the bag of ice cream with his keys and his jacket and beelining straight into Tommy. His hands wander over the exposed bump and Tommy tilts his head back and softly chuckles as Evan wastes no time latching onto his throat. “Are you trying to kill me, sweetheart?” Evan whines against the mark he left behind. “I just got off work.” He presses a row of kisses around Tommy’s neck, and up to his ear. 

“Hmm…” Tommy hums smugly, letting his hands travel up Evan’s arms and wrap around his shoulders. “I had a feeling you might like it.” 

“Oh you did?” Evan asks into his ear before nipping at the lobe and sending a shiver through Tommy’s body. “So you purposefully chose to be a tease when I got home?”

“Maaaybe…” Tommy drags out, his lips twitching up into a smirk. He really hadn’t, it was just too damn hot… but he will play into this for some (hopefully labor inducing) sexy times. Evan hesitates— he has his reservations about sex so late in the pregnancy— but it’s very short lived with Tommy dipping his head and glancing up at Evan through his lashes. “What are you gonna do about it?” he asks softly… with just a bit of a needy desperation in his voice. 

That does it.

Evan growls and finally captures Tommy’s lips, letting his hands wander and roam over Tommy’s body. The bump is such a mood killer, stuck out and so in the way, but they are creative, and at two weeks over due if Tommy wants it… Tommy gets it. Evan leads him over to the kitchen island, leans him forward just a bit, and tells him to keep his hands flat on the counter top. Then he gets to work, kissing a trail over the back of Tommy’s neck, down his back and stopping at the hem of the pants. 

He eases them off of Tommy’s hips, over his extra caked up (Evan’s words of affirmation since he put on he baby weight) ass and down just enough he can easily part Tommy’s cheeks and dives in. 

It’s not long before Evan’s ministrations have Tommy’s legs trembling. “Baby…” he pleads, and Evan immediately stops, kissing back up Tommy’s back. They are nothing if not always prepared and Evan quickly finds a live packet in one of the drawers. He pushes his pants down and slicks himself up just as Tommy’s winces. 

Evan completely stops. “Are you okay?” 

Tommy nods and lets out a deep breath. “This is too much on my back,” he says, rubbing over the heavy bump. “Can we move to the bedroom?” 

“You don’t want to stop?” Evan asks, and receives a daring glare. “Okay, okay…” he laughs, and presses a kiss into Tommy’s cheek. Tommy tugs his shorts back up and takes Evan’s hand Very determined to finish what they started now, leading him to their bedroom. Evan eases him onto the bed and takes the sight before him in, groans before joining Tommy on the mattress. “How did I get so lucky?” he asks, running his hands up and over Tommy’s body, moving back to kiss him again. 

He gets back to work, this time slipping the shorts all the way off, but making a verbal note that the shirt stays put. Then he shifts Tommy onto his side, moves behind him, lines up, and slides in. Tommy arches back against Evan’s chest and his breathing picks up, as does Evan’s thrusts. “Baby… baby… baby…” Tommy chants, feeling around until he finds Evan's hand and lacing their fingers together. “Come on… come on… come on…” 

He can feel the heat pooling in his belly and he knows it isn’t going to take long at all. He bites his lips and starts to rock himself back into Evan’s thrusts, as Evan’s hand releases his and moves down to grip him. It only takes one stroke and Tommy’s vision whites out, his body goes rigid, he cries out Evan’s name…

Needless to say… the baby was born that night. 

[selkiechild4998]

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Papa Ghoul Headcannons

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So, I absolutely love the AUs were the former Papas, Primo, Secondo, and Terzo are resurrected as ghouls. Mostly because I adore the ghouls (I practically only post about them xD) but I love to play around with this idea and how each of them would react, which elements they would have, and how they adjust to this massive change.

So without further ado! My ramblings on the Papa Ghouls!!

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Resurrection Rituals are some of the most common, but most delicate rituals the Ministry preforms. The simplest resurrection ritual the Ministry preforms is the one done on Nihil during rituals when the old man needs to do a killer saxophone solo. There are more permanent rituals, often guarded by the Clergy.

Sister does have access to the permanent ritual but due to the rest of the Clergy, she cannot return her three sons back to the living. At least not while she was alive. The moment Copia became Frater, he gained access to this ritual and was desperate for his brothers to return. They were stolen from him after all, before he even learned he is their youngest brother. In his excitement and inexperience, something went wrong. The only common trait each former Papa has is their face paint, now permanent markings on their faces and their infernal eye.

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Let’s work backwards and start with Primo. Primo was the last killed and the last resurrected and he came back as an Temporate Earth Ghoul. His appearance, like his brothers, changed with this new infernal form. He’s grown taller, his hair longer than ever before and while at first, he didn’t have antlers, they eventually grew in and man he hated when they were covered in velvet. It was even worse learning to walk on cloven hooves. He has a deep hatred for tile floor now.

Because he came back as an Earth Ghoul, he did get a small change in behavior. He can’t stand being inside, and has been caught sleeping outside in his greenhouse, which he has been working hard to restore.

Compared to his brothers, he’s the most at peace with his loss of humanity. He never liked being human, never since he lost his beloved Elizabeth Ghoulette. He adjusted pretty well to his new form and is the rock his two younger brother needed.

When he saw how Copia had brought him and his brothers back, he was in shock. He never knew this could happen, that a human can be transformed into a ghoul after death. He still has no idea how Copia did it.

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Secondo was the second killed and went down fighting. He actually successfully killed the ghoul who beheaded Terzo before being killed himself. Because of the viciousness he displayed and fury he felt, he came back as a Fire Ghoul. His appearance didn’t change much, once bald, always bald. But he is covered in intricate skeletal patterns that matches his face paint.

His behavior has gotten more aggressive, but calms down with a very good sparing match, which he often gets with a very happy Alpha when he saw his Papa is back.

Secondo claims he doesn’t care that he isn’t human anymore, but everyone knows he can’t stand it. He never treated his ghouls well. He was taught ghouls were just servants, only being summoned to spread the Ministry’s message. And now he is one of them, and he can hardly stand it at time. Primo has been working with him to come to terms with his new form.

Secondo’s reaction to Copia bringing him back to life was that of anger and confusion, mostly due to the whole ghoul thing. He did state that while he was glad to be alive again, he wasn’t happy at all that Copia messed up the ritual.

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And finally Terzo. The first killed, beheaded by one of the Clergy’s ghouls. All he felt when he was executed was fear and confusion. He never knew he was about to be killed. When he came back, he came back as a Quintessence Ghoul, possibly due to his deep bond with Omega, which what got him killed.

He was miserable when he came back. Unlike his brothers, he came back with two new limbs in the form of half feathered bat wings, that ached like hell for the first few weeks. And holy shit he was horrible with his element. When Copia had brought him back and he saw that he was no longer human, his element did get out of control. One zap of his quintessential energy and Copia was down for five hours.

Terzo, at first, didn’t mind being a ghoul. He was raised along side them after all with Omega’s mother being the maternal figure he needed as a child. The problem started when he saw himself in the mirror for the first time, and all he could see was a young Nihil staring back at him. He ended up scrubbing his cheeks raw in a attempt to wash his permanent markings away, and only stopped when Omega stopped him. He’s been a bit self conscious about his looks ever since.

When first resurrected, he was in immense pain due to the new wings that sprouted from his back. He actually shattered his glass coffin with his transformation and with his unstable element, almost every quintessence ghoul in the Abbey knew something had happened. Omega was the first to arrive and hasn’t left Terzo’s side since. The two did have a little Odysseus and Penelope moment with the song “Would You Fall in Love with Me Again” from EPIC: The Musical.

After Terzo was feeling well enough to be up and moving, and had that crash out over looking even more like their father, he did have some words with Copia, which lead to him being grouped with Phantom to learn to control his element. Cant have him pressing the snooze button on anyone around him every time he has an outburst now, can we?

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Bonus! Copia as a ghoul!! While Copia still remains human in my headcannon/au, I cant leave this rat man out! Now, it’s difficult for me to choose an element for him, so I can imagine him as a multi-ghoul. The elements I can see matching him the best is fire and air, with him displaying traits of a desert fire ghoul and a oscine air ghoul (I’ll make a post on Air Ghouls soon! ;3)

Copia, as we know, is an anxious, goofy, but at times a scary man. Desert Fire ghouls while still dangerous, are the most skittish of the fire ghouls and often don’t want to fight. Oscine Air ghouls can be pretty goofy, and with Copia’s little dances he does on stage, like his twirl for Dance Macabre and the famous “Wobble wobble!” Clips, it fits him well.

If he were to turn into a ghoul, this boi would be beyond anxious, fearing that he may loose himself but his pack, his Impera Ghouls, would be his fortress. He is the only human to be truly accepted into a ghoul pack after all.

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And those are my headcannons for Papa Ghouls! I do plan on writing fics about these headcannons! Hell, I already have one published called Lunette! Give it a read on AO3, link here! Its short but sweet! Till next time!!

[chamanthi-crab]

Starting Episode 8! I'm thought i was on track to finish by the end of 2024 but unfortunately not might just post this as and then continue later

I dont remember what this key is. Is this the key as the owner of the world, key to the golden land?

Oh my god she is so small

Is this going to be a happy ending with Ange with them...

Awww it's really nice seeing them all interact like this

Pumpkin tea does sound good

Is Kinzo supposed to be alive at this point in time

This Genji and Kinzo interaction reminds me of Ronove and Beatrice when he kept asking her to maintain her dignity as well

So this is a tale to remember their family members and think for themselves how they are without the impression of other people telling them or to understand and remember all her family members fondly or as good people

I still liking clapping along with everyone lol

I dont know if we're just being gaslit with this episode or if its a pick what you want to believe

It's cute seeing Eva doting on Ange

It's Schrodinger's almond

Im getting nervous with this cake slice

Okay i still won

I'm getting nervous with the quizzes but I will do my best

So these pieces are all aware of what happened and this truly is for Ange. To remember a time when she was happy with everyone. Eva tried to do her best but it was just too hard with the unconditional unrewarded love that it warped her

99+ x = ambulance x = ambulance - 99

130 - x = car x = 130 - car ambulance - 99 = 130 - car

car = 0.5*99 49.5 ambulance + car = 229

hah some of my work to try figure it out, yeah nope

That ambulance puzzle did me in, i'm not adept enough at japanese wordplay for this

I appreciate the effort they went through with some of puzzles to be solvable in English as well

w white choco watermelon cookies cake

p pepper jack cheese picante potatoes

a anchony pizza albacore tuna

o lemonade orangelime sherbet

a choucreme cake amana almond choco sherbet lemon

s shiosenbei sherbet

k kare to kimchi

n coffee green tea

hah some more of the list to keep track. The voice lines against the text is getting me mixed up with Shannon's puzzle. I wonder what the original word was. I think its funny that they say black coffee in the examples but the puzzle is to figure that out. Oh wait maybe lemonade is the one to figure out in the original?

S P W Sh C V M

W + S - P XXX S+M (-P -W) XXX Sh+V -S XXX C+V-S-W-P XXX

1 P W C M V __ Sh S 2 P W C M V S ___ Sh

3 P W M V __ Sh S C 4 S P W M V __ Sh C

5 W M V __ Sh C S P 6 W P M V __ S C Sh

7 W M __ P V S C Sh 8 P W M __ S C Sh V

9 M __ P W S Sh C V 10 W M ____ P S C V Sh

11 ____ W M P S C V Sh

01234 __ 56 0 12345_6 0123_456 01234_56 012_3456 0123_456 01_23456 012_3456 0_123456 01_23456 _0123456

yeah the minimum has to be 11....

oh wait the puzzle said to carry each *person to the opposite bank, i guess it doesn't matter about the livestock or the food if it gets lost

Now I'm really doubting a happy ending with this...more like an ending of acceptance and moving forward rather at the best

Oh is finally telling what he didn't get a chance to tell

geez Rudolph you're an ass. That is all your fault

Kind related to how blood isn't the strongest tie but the bonds that you natured. But in some cases blood or belief in it can still block that bond from fully forming

Oof hopefully I can do these last 4, I only missed Nanjo-sensei's so far I think

eh one puzzle but two medals. Does what I pick change the outcome? okay no need to pick haha I wouldve also picked the red one

Please dont Monty hall me oh man now we gotta switch

Something about fragments with these probability discussion

Yay now for the last two

...or not

Ange falls asleep and then so will I

Oh man I kinda want to cry

Huh I got 16 medals...is that right

Oh shittttt Battler doll cuteeee awwwwwww Thats a good present

I wonder if in the future she will see that doll and remember

Uh oh this is like that one from episode 6 where can't escape the room

Is Bernkastel the cat leading Ange?

Looks like we have more murders again

What is this purple text? Key statements for the mystery?

If the culprit must not die...and the culprit can lie but others cannot lie, you'd mainly have to find a contradiction in the statements between a few people. I'd probably have to get back and read those again

Rereading Bernkastel's tale

But can there be multiple culprits for different parts? And Bernkastel's wording is rather suspicious

I think someone or some people in the first twilight were not dead which could mean at least one person was lying when checking their parents. Genji was checked by Nanjo and Kanon so they probably are not the culprits here

Culprit of the first twilight killed six people...so probably not their parents but also Krauss and Natsuhi so that would narrow it down to Battler and George as the one for the first twilight...i don't think both of them are the culprit

The surviving parents could also be a culprit if they murder as well...

I do think Nanjo was killed outside the guest house so yeah he was not a culprit

When they went to see Natsuhi and Krauss the parents could have slipped out i don't know if they reopened the dining the room or just taped it

Hm is the definition of sealing the same as before and what level...cause Battler said the dining room was sealed and that's a bit suspicious cause I guess his parents could have left in that time to the outside

Shannon's death and the remainder could've been done by George's parents or Battler's parents, and they also did the rest of the murders so they could all cooperate with their kid who is also a culprit to lock doors and such in the guest house

George and Battler's statements feel like they contradict each other for Nanjo's death

Maria I will assume is not a culprit so guaranteed innocent. George can't kill an adult according to Maria so he could kill Shannon or Kanon or Jessica. If that's the case then if he was the culprit then someone else should've killed the folks in the first twilight but that would not match up

I'm leaning on Battler and maybe Rudolph and Kyrie as the culprits

Okay so I can select multiple people for the culprit select..do I click on them to select or do I need to black everything out?

I'll look at the hints now

I kinda want a full text version so I can see everything without clicking on the buttons

Going through the hints haha I feel like I jumped ahead with my reasoning rather than doing these more logical steps

Regarding the closed room, only Krauss and Natsuhi's doesn't quite make sense to me. Cause the other one's can be explained by the parents locking the door to the dining hall. The child can lock the guest house door.

Oh wait

Maybe they did the switcheroo technique in that previous game in episode 6 i think. So the child kills 4 in the dining hall, then during the break time the child and one parent goes to Natsuhi's room and the child kills both of them so now they have six victims, then the parent locks the door from the inside and hides, and when everyone comes to their room, the child diverts attention and lets the parent slip out during that time. The parent will escape before the room is sealed up and then they can leave the mansion

I feel like I started with the last hint on the first page lmao

I didn't think about the first twilight culprit being locked up in Natsuhi's room, but I think my theory also does not contradict anything maybe...though might be a bit difficult. Battler could kill an adult that was not denied...huh maybe their translation wording is weird for that part?

Wait are they actually gonna give the answer through these hints

Ange is trapped as a spectator in the game

oh man and she has to see her family orchestrating this what torture

dang Battler really playing it up lmao

haha Maria

Oh shit Erika????? she's the cat???? or the cat got her

EVA-BEATRICE too??

Oh yeah it was a logic puzzle right

I remember one time I was getting a crisis about getting dumber and my brain being less flexible that I started doing a whole bunch of them

Yeah Battler you forgot about finding Ange afterwards

So essentially those two keys are for Ange to pick if the witch did it or that humans did it is true

Except why would Featherine have Eva's diary

so the key is for the diary

Well goats do eat plants

Oh...i guess not just plants....

Oh diary in the beginning was in the coffin so it must be in the church right?

I really hope most of them can escape...I dont know it just really feels that Bernkastel is tricking Ange and no matter the ending it won't be good regardless of opening the diary or not

I started umineko and am properly going through it (third times the charm whoo). Hoping i get enough momentum to finish it

I looked up word count it doesnt seem too bad around 1.1 million thats almost like erha (i say as someone who got through only about 2/3 of erha lol someday ill finish it)

Im gonna say i do not like the sound of crying or kids throwing a tantrum [i think cause i feel traumatized by my cousin's children] so the U-u-u crying of Maria was driving me insane i had to mute and speed through. The voice doesnt bother that much when her mood is good

I got into the music from it cause it was by shikata akiko sometime maybe 2015 or 2016 cause they were absolutely beautiful songs, so i was interested in playing it eventually

[tragically-but-finnally-yours]

happy james and lily potter death day 🫡

[mellohiizz]

could we perchance have farlands trio (parrot dean n wifies) being happy …. it will cure my grief forever

they..... themnm..... they're okay guys trust me!!!

[kutiee]

K for ELLE KOREA

[ceaseless-watchers-special-girl]

Juno Steel and the Terrible Waste.

'kay, let's be reasonable about this. Past Junoverse episodes have mostly just given a vague understanding about what will happen in the episode. Murderous Mask tells you basically nothing about the plot, only about the most important object. Prince of Mars? You learn who that is in the first five minutes. Midnight Fox? Only really relevant for the last few seconds.

Junoverse titles are not the biggest indicator of how an episode will go. There are some incredible titles, like Monster's Reflection, but even that is somewhat misleading — Juno spends those episodes learning that neither he nor Sarah are monsters.

so basically what i'm saying is the episode could still be happy letmedreammmmmmmm

[soup-scope]

hey y’all i’m pretty sure imp!Kody is dead 💀💀

i saw some people say he was alive and i rewatched the imperium (all the bits with kody/freelancer/gavin) to see if he really did die or not

yeah he’s dead. that’s the reason gavin didn’t kill lasko after he suffocated freelancer because he was still haunted by kody’s death

👍👍

[flowercrowngods]

i don't know how to be merely acquaintances when we used to be friends. or i think we used to be. i don't know how to yearn for a simple hello when you've been heaping your affection on me months ago, and i don't know how to talk to you when you won't say anything. when suddenly it's all about me. you know i have nothing to say, you know my brain is void of everything but horribleness and i cannot tell you about my day because i don't even know about my day. i cannot tell you about my day when i know you won't listen, when i know you'll apply your philosophy to my world and don't believe me when i say that everything is terrible. i don't know how to be the person you seem to think i am, or the person you want in your life. i don't know if you want anyone else in your life now that you're in love and sappy, found another recipient for your affections, leaving me empty and wounded and yearning.

you said you missed me. said it many times, while i was gone. now i'm back, have been back, and i wonder how you missed me, why you missed me, when you won't talk to me. i think you mistook missing for worrying. i think you mistook caring for a feeling of obligation. i think you like missing me more than talking to me.

and i think i can't breathe with how much that hurts

[deus-ex-mona]

genuinely, though, this has truly been a time to be a lurker on jp music project twt

[tenwhiteandalusians]

pertaining to the idea of tenax’s band of strays i do think it’s touching that the kids are the ones who saved him and waited outside the door to make sure he’s okay. for all tenax claims to be harsh and cruel it’s a fine indicator of his character that the kids won’t rest without him and are there every time he’s in danger.

[yuzuna123]

Today was the day Kirito freed everyone from SAO :') in a year this will be the day it happened in the actual story.

[apathyfairy]

you are either a girl who is miserable and sad on her birthday or a girl who loves her birthday and there is no in between and neither group will ever understand the other

[hauntingblue]

ANOTHER DEATH BY INMOLATION???? ENOUGH!!!!

[steviescrystals]

there is no feeling worse in the world than missing your grandma :/