#funfact: that's not my real name

[homosexualcitron]

Talking about names, i used my real name for some time (because at first this was the only place i could) but stopped yet i still don't realise people don't know it it's still?? weird to me?? idk if it makes sense

Also fun thing is that i started going by Lemon on social medias then some time after Citron.. i just translated my name!!! (it's both my fav word in english and french..)

[rainbowbutterfrosting]

"RainbowButterFrostin" does have some kind of specific ring

I don't ever have issues with username length, mine is pretty short all in all and not exactly common either so I never have to worry about it being taken

Except for one time

I was making an account so I could play a game with my friend, I go to type in my normal user-name and it fucking says "This name is already taken" and I

Just

Huh?

We look up the account and sure enough this fucker had my name which maybe shouldn't baffle me that much, but yet it does, it's a very specific letter combination

I double one letter, it's basically nothing, but it's so embarrassing, have to misspell my name because some other fucker got there first and have my shame displayed for all to see

-Leuchtturm

Omg that's wild sjdksj

[verflower]

please i really wanna write but idk what to write about🫠 pls send some ideas😔 it might take a long while for me to finish the writing tho, my schedule has no mercy😵‍💫💥

[mangosmoothiepussyv3]

hmmm

[bigdearworld]

i just finished reading one last stop and i desperately need casey mcquiston to stop writing such relatable characters, august and wes were personal attacks

[sylhea-raemi]

also i want to know why the author of maydare thought of naming an antagonist after a music piece

[stannstar]

So I have two exams tomorrow and this is what I've been doing with my time. Perhaps I am the problem

Ive actually been revising for the first time in my life because I've somehow skated by my entire life not studying and not paying attention in class.

So it's kinda weird like, actually doing what I'm supposed too?

[yan-lorkai]

*vibrating in excitement for platonic yanderes*

Ok, so I haven't watched black butler in years, imma re-watch it soon tho, so if none of this makes sense it's cause my memories shit and you can just ignore this lol

Anyway, here's my idea/request, Obv platonic yandere Ciel with a young reaper reader (14-16)? Like maybe they meet through Grell who mentors the lil reaper. Or maybe like a young ghost reader, he meets during an investigation or smth.

Your free to pick which one obv, anyway. I hope you are having a wonderful day luv, make sure to eat and stay hydrated!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Lemon, I made you wait a little but I finally finished this request hehe, despite having changed it a little and distorted some historical facts. Funfact: Ouija boards were created in 1891, but for the sake of this fic let's all ignore that Ciel was born in 1875; btw yesterday was his birthday. Congratulations Ciel <33. Also, many people have a hc that his real name has something to do with stars, hence the nickname present in the fic. Having said all that, I hope you enjoy Lemon, I loved writing this! Happy reading everyone!!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Platonic yandere content, spoiler about Ciel's brother in case nobody knows about it, ouija board and some typos probably!

Ciel likes to watch the sky. He likes to watch how the clouds race to overtake each other, he likes to watch the sun dancing alone in its place, twirling its colorful skirt of orange, yellow and pink during the hours that pass until finally the moon takes its place.

Quiet moments like this now, where he just sits in his armchair, his work all done and Sebastian far away, is when he can think about the things he's lost. But also the ones he won. If Sebastian had any knowledge about such thoughts, Ciel would certainly be subjected to his jokes and mockery.

The demon, while bound by the contract, could still make fun of his little master and he knew exactly how to embarrass the young lord. But Sebastian didn't need to know how the boy thinks about his twin brother, his parents, the employees and his childhood friend, Y/n; If they were alive now they would be maybe thirteen or fourteen, just like him and his brother. It was a fateful day, indeed.

The murder, the cult, Ciel hates remembering it, but he doesn't know how to let it all go. He's a child and there's no one he can ask for help - even if there was, perhaps his pride wouldn't allow it. He didn't ask for help when he was kidnapped, he didn't ask for help when he went through countless assassination attempts, nor did he ask for help with difficult tasks that the queen assigned him. He was the Phantomhive heir, the family's leader, he couldn't just simply ask for help.

The count narrows his blue eyes at the brooding darkness that has settled in his office, counting how many grains of sand fall into the hourglass and how long he has left in peace before Sebastian shows up to annoy him.

Maybe fifteen minutes.

With enough time for the boy to put his small plan into action, he pulled a wooden board from one of the drawers and placed it on the table. Ciel, by and large, was not superstitious, but recent events had left him puzzled. Moreover, he had a demon as his butler, a boy with super strength as his gardener, a sniper as his maid, and a soldier as his cook. In any case, he had even encountered death gods.

Therefore, if he suspected that the presence lingering over his shoulders while he worked or the entity hiding his items and making them appear in different places was something to be investigated, then he would investigate until his doubts were cleared. The giggles and whispers were becoming unsettling. Of course, he heard voices, but they were the voices of occultists, screams and cries from when they died at the hands of Sebastian.

But this particular voice was incredibly irritating and almost familiar.

Ciel scanned the wooden surface, wondering if he was a fool for buying it. The boy was almost certain that Sebastian knew about the board, but he decided not to comment; the butler had been rather distant since they returned from London that morning. Ciel didn't mind, quickly reading the rules and holding the pointer in his hands, trying to see something through it.

There was nothing… yet.

Ciel laid the pointer on the board and sighed, placing his fingers on it, ready to start. He hadn't said anything yet, but an aura already seemed to completely envelop his office. Or maybe he was anxious; he couldn't tell.

"Is there anyone there?" Ciel murmured, his firm voice echoing in the silent room.

For several moments, nothing happened. He really didn't expect anything to happen, judging this whole thing as something foolish that only became popular because of the horror stories that circulated in cities. He stared at the board intently, each letter in cursive, every mystical symbol adorning it, waiting for a response that would satisfy him. Impatiently, he repeated the question once more.

"Is there anyone there?" He looked at the pointer and then around. "If there is, give me a sign."

This time, the pointer began to move slowly across the board as if the entity on the other side was drowsy, gliding from one letter to another with a calmness that Ciel himself didn't possess. Ciel watched with intensity, his expression impassive. But inside, a strange feeling took hold of him.

It was real, after all. As real as shinigamis or Sebastian. He stifled another sigh in his throat.

"Who is there?" He asked, the words leaving his lips with determination.

Who behind the veil was tormenting him, holding on to him tightly so as not to be pulled into the forgetfulness of eternal sleep. He put more force on the pointer as if everything depended on the answer he would receive.

The letters came together to form words, and Ciel remained focused, but a hint of skepticism was present in his gaze when the words spelled out a name. Your first and last name.

"Y/N?" He wondered aloud.

Ciel may have lost a lot, but he also gained a lot. He gained another family, gained new friends allies, gained a new chance.

And yet… He hadn't gained you back. Or had he?

For a second, he let the pointer rest on the board, feeling a heavy sensation settle in his chest as he thought about the days when you used to stay by his side when he was bedridden with asthma, telling him your silly stories and jokes, all while holding his hand and looking tenderly at him. You were his best friend. And he missed you a lot.

And now you were here. You were here.

He placed his finger on the pointer again, still feeling doubtful if it was really you or some other spirit. Confidently, he asked something that only you knew. "What was the nickname that only you called me, and why?"

The nickname you used for him when it was just the two of you. Not for his brother, not for Ciel. If it was really you there, you would notice the small differences, as you did when you were alive.

The pointer moved, taking with each movement a beat of the young earl's heart. One by one, the letters formed a nickname forgotten by time and bitter memories of the only Phantomhive still wandering through this tedious world.

"Pleiades, that's what I used to call you." There was a pause, and Ciel felt his entire body trembling with the confirmation that yes, it was you on the other side. He straightened up in his chair, trying to show that he was calm — little did he know that you could perceive how surprised he was.

And you would tease him about it later.

"Just like your hair, they are blue, an optical phenomenon caused by the dispersion of light in the Earth's atmosphere." You explained, nodding as if he could see you. Ciel rolled his eyes but almost unconsciously smiled.

"I see you remain a know-it-all." He teased.

And you stuck your tongue out at him, moving your arms to make the chair he was sitting in slide backward. Ciel's cheeks immediately turned pink as a little yelp escaped his lips. He hadn't expected you to have more tricks up your sleeve, but soon he regained his composure and cleared his throat, watching you move the pointer.

"One of us has to be clever," You chuckled. "Obviously, I'm the smart friend."

Ciel let out a long sigh. "Your knowledge is all random, though."

You shrugged. What importance did any kind of knowledge have now that you were dead? You said nothing for a few minutes, running your fingers over the wood of the board and the supposedly mystical symbols. Being dead was boring, different for everyone, and you weren't even sure how your soul managed to escape the shinigamis for so long.

But you had one certainty; you were stuck in this world for some reason still. In many stories, there would be an unfulfilled desire or a want, and you had several, but you had made peace with the fact that you could no longer fulfill them. So what was still keeping you there?

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

Ciel nodded, gesturing with his hand for you to continue.

"Can you free me? Can you invite me out?"

Ciel had already broken some rules, especially the one that said he couldn't play alone and that the player should have a form of spiritual protection, whatever they had faith in — a crucifix, a talisman, anything. Ciel, however, had a mark on his eye, so you assumed that nullified this rule. Did that thing serve as a protective mark, though?

The boy remained silent for some time, seemingly weighing the pros and cons of taking such action. To bind a spirit to himself, to the world of the living, when he knew he should let you rest in peace, when he knew such agreements were dangerous.

But he was still the selfish earl who liked to monopolize your time; he was still that same sickly boy who needed a friend. And no one else could be his friend but you. Only you understood him, after all.

He nodded.

It was foolishness, but not even Sebastian could have stopped him. He pressed the pointer harder, desperate for it to work, but of course, it would work if you were already in front of him, the dead proof that there could be life in death.

"I invite you, Y/n, to leave this board."

A warm feeling flooded your chest, as if your skin were kissed by the sun again after so long. You savored it for a moment, smiling, feeling strangely more alive than before, and withdrew your hand from the pointer.

"Can you see me?" You asked, your voice hoarse from not speaking for months.

But Ciel didn't seem to understand, not yet at least. So you touched his cheek as you did when congratulating him on a chess victory, and he felt it, his eyes widening as he assimilated the situation. You figured that now that you touched him, he could hear you, so you asked the question again.

And slowly, he nodded. You could only imagine what he thought of your bloodstained shirt and disheveled appearance, so different from the one you once proudly preserved. Times change, and so do you, and you were like this now, a lost ghost that not even death seemed to want.

You smiled, squeezing both of his cheeks and watching him shudder. It was good to see him, good to be back, even if nothing would be the same. Nothing could ever be the same again, but being able to touch him again after so long, you didn't hesitate to hug him.

You were together again.

[chuuyasheaven]

I will give you real money to not have dazai saying bella or donna or belladonna . [makes out with you]

♡ Everything for you, my love. ♡

Tags: Dazai Osamu / afab! Reader, birthday sex, pet names (darling, princess, pretty[girl]), praising, lingerie, soft but rough sex?, overstimulation?, pw/op (idk, maybe some plot?), ooc! Dazai?, fingering, orgasm denial (only once), slight teasing?, might contain grammar errors, a bit rushed?, might be short, etc.

Notes: Funfact! When i first started writing, i DESPISED using "belladonna" as a pet name !! But since I listen to my followers, I'll try not to use it this time to see if i stop at all. So, since my birthday was a week ago (17th November), I wanna write this !! Don't worry, there's DEFINITELY gonna be a Chuuya version !! :3

"Are you done yet?", Dazai asked impatiently. "Yeah,", you responded shyly, walking out of the bathroom. Dazai's analyzed your whole body with the lingerie he brought for your birthday, smirking at you. "Look at how pretty you look, darling.", he exclaimed charmingly. "T–thanks, Dazai.", you quietly respond again. You walked closer towards him with flushed cheeks. "How about you give me a quick twirl, hm?", you nodded before spinning for him, showing your dark–red laced lingerie to him. After showing off, Dazai grabbed your hand and pulled you onto his lap. Landing on him with your hands on his chest, he looked at your surprised face before chuckling softly.

His hand made it's way to your chin, holding it gently before moving closer to your face. Being inches away from your face, he crashed his lips against yours, the kiss starting passionately until it turned into a make out session. You threw your arms around his neck, pulling yourself closer to his chest. Separating for air, he looked into your eyes while popping the question. "Do you want me to prepare you first?", you take a few seconds to think before nodding. Dazai's hand left your chin, sliding down your body until it reached your dark–red laced panties waistband. His fingers slid even further down, pushing your panties to the side to let his fingers slide inside you.

You whimpered quietly as two of his fingers entered your cunt. Dazai started to move them inside you, in ways he knew would make you melt. He knew what he was doing, hitting your sensitive spots multiple times. Into fingering you, the pleasure you felt had you get weaker, leaning onto him. "A–ah. . Dazai. .", you moaned quietly. Even though you couldn't see his face, you knew that he was smirking. You got closer as this went on, and Dazai could obviously tell by the way you clenched around his fingers. But before that— yes, you guessed it— he pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you to whine. "Don't worry, princess, you'll get to cum. In fact, lay down onto the bed for me, alright?", you got up while Dazai stood up himself.

"Would you look at that,", just laying down, you look at where his finger pointed, a stain from your slick on his pants. "My pants have to go anyways.", Dazai said before unbuckling his belt, looking at the beautiful sight in front of him. With his pants off, his boxers slid down his legs, lastly his shirt was removed. Dazai got closer to you by hovering over you, pressing a small kiss against your lips. "Ready?", he asked you waiting for an answer, you nodded again. "With words, princess,", ". . Yes, Dazai!", you responded. Dazai rubbed his dick a few times before going in slowly. You moaned while he went inside, Dazai himself started to groan at the feeling. "F–fuck, you're so. .,", Dazai choked on his own words when he was fully inside. "Tell me when to move, darling–", he barely finished his sentence before you interrupted him. "N–now, please!!", you tell him.

You didn't have to tell him twice, once you gave him permission, he moved. As Dazai thrusted into your desperate cunt, your arms were thrown over his neck again. Soon the room smelled like sex, skin clapping and moans being the sound being heard. "You're doing s–so good— fuck. . ,", you moaned again, the feeling overwhelming you slightly. Dazai got faster, wanting to chase both of your orgasms. "F–feels good. .", you were able to say, Dazai lifting your leg a little to hit deeper. "Yeah? Keep being such a good girl for me, alright, pretty?", soon enough, your climax was getting closer, your moans getting louder. "D–dazai, 'm close. .", you manage to tell him. "My pretty girl's close? You wanna cum, don't you?", he teased even though he knew you needed to cum. With this information, Dazai sped up his thrusts again. It only took a few more until you clenched and came around him. When you did, Dazai came into you with a grunt, not pulling out yet.

"—Another round, birthday girl?"

CHUUYA VER IS BEING WRITTEN NOW !!!

RANDOM TAGS: @soukokulatte, @rxyyyyy, @kk-oma !!

[eldragon-x-moved]

🐊 krook 🔁 krook

🐊 krook

I don't remember following this Pokemon, they keep posting mushy inspirational screenshots and quotes

🐊 krook

they were previously rottenworld? I see how it is. another idiot falling into the trap of telling yourself everything will be fine and the world is worthwile. im so sick of this. soon you will all see the ugly truth

2 Notes 💬🔁🤍

🍎 guildmaster-wigglytuff 🔁 kingofdarkness

🌑 kingofdarkness

Another successful day of working in Team Teal! ^_^ Funfact: I learned today that the team name was inspired by the color of the glow of the Time Gears ⚙️ My team mates were hesitant to tell me more about it though.

🍎 guildmaster-wigglytuff

That's great, Darkrai! TOOM-YAH!

5 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#guild associates #motivation #funfacts

🍃 paradise-virizion 🔁 lopunnycharm

💗 lopunnycharm

Reblog this if you support trapping Pokemon in ruins! ✨

2.575 Notes 💬🔁🤍

🤡 paradise-emolga 🔁 lake-guardian

⚙️ lake-guardian Follow

Pokemon are upset at me for including Team Charm on the list of explorers with issues. I'm sorry but you can't brush off their actions as "girlbossing". I promise you there are other admirable female dungeon treaders you can support, like Octillery or Virizion.

1.933 Notes 💬🔁🤍

#wait I need to do something funny

🍃 paradise-virizion

Having a moment, but I don't think I could ever express enough how much joining an adventure team has helped me. I was at a real lowpoint when I became a part of Team Scales and would reject everyone around me but thanks to them, I learned to open up and trust in other Pokemon again.

7 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#delete later

🌈 chasingafterhope

Sorry for my recent inactivity, I've been busy getting in touch with some old friends and moving to Air Continent. I don't know if I'm ever gonna start posting regularly again, might abandon this blog altogether, but I'm glad Pokemon appreciate it. Have a nice day!

360 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#personal #madoka tag

🪦 dustnoir 🔁 forest-clock

🏅 expedition-society-official Follow

its been really dire lately if i'm honest. legendary pokemon all over the world are turning to stone and we still have no idea who could be behind it and im very worried for the kids here. i dont know why ampharos thought it would be a good idea to let them join i just feel like everythings getting worse

🏅 expedition-society-official Follow

wrong blog

🌺 forest-clock Follow

Time traveller here! It will pass but you have to make it through The Voidlands first 👍

485 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#predictions #future posting #dark matter incident #friend tag #reblog #expedition-society-official

[alkhemeya]

The Magnus Archives, Episode 6 — 10. Thoughts.

I have free will, and I've been spending it on listening to a horror podcast. Aha.

Also, funfact, I write these notes in real time, which is why they're... formatted a bit weirdly.

Statement Begins.

Episode 6 — Squirm.

1. Sex??? Also, we've another Timothy.

1.5. Okay, okay. So, guy takes girl out from bar for one night stand? Okay, sure.

2. The girl may be a, and don't take this a bad way, an addict? Trust me, people get WEIRD when off of drugs. She's catching herself hard, and acting a bit paranoid. Hmm.

2.5. Ooh. Being watched? Why is she acting weird. Also, she got mugged? Yeah, understandable. I've never been mugged but i get PARANOID AF when walking alone. It's bad.

2.6. Oh wait. WAIT. ALIEN PARASITE? SHE GOT STABBED IN THE STOMACH AND— YOOO.

3. Okay. Thank fuck there was no description of sex. I mean, it'd be weird if it was. Anyways, sex happened. Cool.

3.5. Oh shit? Are we gonna have an Alien moment? Chestburtser?

4. OH. OH WHAT THE FUCK??? WORMS? SHE FUCKING EXPLODES INTO ALIEN WORMS OH SHIT.

5. Yeah no, I too would do the same, Timothy. I don't CARE if I get frostbite, I too would burn down the flat. I just know this guy probably showered HARD after. Ugshsh.

6. Sims! Again! I love him. And he seems pretty convinced of this one.

7. Jane Prentiss. A name for later. Woman who may have parasitic aliens, or she's an alien and is making people into like, incubators? Ooh, living hives, or like, that type of wasp who lays eggs in prey and the larva eats out.

Episode 7 — The Piper.

1. WAR EPISODE WAR EPISODE! OH FUCJ YEAH. You can have so much fucked up shit in these type of episodes. Yessss.

1.5. Poor guy, clearly fucked up considering how this is written. Ngl, I understand nothing here, but history has always been my worst subject tbh.

2. Wilfred sounds... deranged. Or maybe he knows something? I keep getting that feeling.

2.5. Music??? Ooh. It's affecting Wilfred, and a bit of our statement giver. Bagpipes, or pan pipes. Rip Wilfred though.

3. Oh shit wait Wilfreds alive. Poor fucker though, imagine just... staying in someone's remains for a week just... starving. God, that's fucked. Real fucked.

3.5. And he's severely traumatised. Understandable. Like, shit man.

4. He met war? War God? WAR EDLRITCH GOD?? 'three faces, one to plat its pipes of crimshawed bone, one to scream its dying battle cry and one that would not open its mouth.' Holy fuck this is hard-core. So, my alien theory might stick, but maybe were dealing with eldritch gods a la lovecraft?

4.5 Wilfred you have such a wonderful way to describe this War God and its killing me. I want this on a shirt. OH THE EPISDOE IS CALLED THE PIPER LIKE HOW WILFRED IS CALLING THE WAR GOD THE PIPER.

4.6. Yeah, Wilfred deserves to get out. That man saw an eldritch god and got out... relatively unharmed. His psyche is fucked though.

5. So, the music foretells someone's death? The Piper plays his pipes and then you know that person will die? Huh...

6. WHY IS WILFRED BACK. THAT MANS BEEN TOUCHED BY AN ELDRITCH CREATURE. I just know things are gonna get FUCKED.

6.5. I was right. Wilfred is feral now. At least he still cares for our... statement giver in a way? Ehhh.

7. And Wilfred is dead. And honestly, me and statement giver are the same here. Wilfred died when peace was made. Wilfred survived, but became similar to the god of war and when peace was made he had to die for there was no more war.

8. Sims, my friend. Joseph Rayner is recognisable? Alright putting that in the Char post. Same with the piper, as I call it.

Episode 8 — Burned Out.

1. Construction, huh? Cool. And a guy who seemed out of a Polaroid. Oh yess.

2. And the guy left a smoldering on the floor? Hmmmmm. Is it like, uhhh, you know fire princess from adventure time? Like that! Guy is made of fire.

2.5. Raymond Fielding, fire guys name. Oh fuck our statement giver has history of family members being schizophrenic? Oh, oh that's gonna make things worse. So worse. (My dad was definitely going schizophrenic in his last days/months and it was bad, especially since his family also had schizophrenia (I.e his father, aka my grandfather.)

2.6. So his dad became obsessed with fractals? Why am I reminded of Uzumaki? Oh my god it is exactly like the Dad from Uzumaki, but using his blood then, uh, turning into a spiral.

2.7. This seems important, especially with the bones in all his hands guy. Putting that up for later.

3. Okay, Hill Top Lore! Oh, Raymond Fielding may be a ghost here. But, he run a orphanage, maybe? Just for eunaways and stuff.

3.5. Okay, name dropped a girl called Agnes. Definitely important. Wait, children stopped causing trouble and less were seen??? Raymond killed the kids, or sacrificed them. I'm calling it.

4. Oh, Agnes was the one? Wait no, maybe Raymond was using Agens as a scape goat? I'm not sure. But Raymond is definitely a ghost.

5. And statement giver is going a bit crazy. Or haunted? And now there's a priest. Raymond is a fire ghost, probably.

6. THE TREE BLEEDS? OH SHIT. THATS OMINOUS. and there goes the tree.

6.5. A box contained an apparently freshly picked apple. What the fuck.

6.6 NOT FUCKING SPIDERS WHY IS IT ALWAYS SPIDERS. I hate spiders. Ughh. Why were they in the apple????

7. Okay, either it was the tree, or the priest somehow got rid of the fire ghost Raymond. Maybe both.

8. Sims again! Ooh, so the priest left a statement too? Hell yeah. Sims, skeptic as usual.

9. Okay, so maybe the town is in on it? Or something? Nothing is adding up.

10. Okay, full name for Agnes is Agnes Montague. Who died at the same day that Lensik uprooted the tree. That's... really fucking ominous. IS THE HAND RAYMONDS???

Episode 9 — A Father's Love.

Okay, gonna have to be honest. I couldn't put notes down until half-way through, just because it kinda fucked me up listening to this.

1. Julia Montauk had a dad who killed for a cult. Who also may have done it so keep his daughter safe.

2. He may have been truing to keep his daughter safe from some dark creature, Literal in this case with the shadows. Eldritch creature? Possible.

3. Fucking hell, this is DARK (not a pun) like, dear god. So, dad is in a cult, kills people for said cult who probably worships this eldritch creature so he can keep his daughter safe.

3.5. I don't know what to write but this shit was definitely ritualistic. Was Juilia going to be the next victim if this didn't happen??

4. What. No seriously, what. At least Sims is here, again. I am very happy for his usual voice.

5. The peoples Church of the Divine Host, cult made by minister, oh Rayner! Different first name, but it's the same last name. Maybe Maxwell is Joseph's kid? Hm.

6. And the dad died by eldritch shadow creature. There is literally no explanation. Okay sure.

Episode 10 — Vampire Killer.

1. So, Trevor Herbert, Vampire Killer. Okay, and he's dying of lung cancer, fuck.

2. Like this take on Vampires. More animal then anything? Wild. And he was taken in by a Vampire? Even wilder.

2.5. And she killed his brother. Shit. Also, once again, love the take on vampires here. Still Horrifying though.

3. Hey, at least he killed her. Almost fucking caught fire, but eh. Also, another vampire and I fucking hate the descriptions in a good way. Ugh. These things seem more like leeches.

4. Oh! Martin refremce. Wonder how long he has been in the archives for considering he witnesses the statement? And Herbert suxxumed to cancer, damn.

5. Well, there was also evidence, but the teeth are gone. And the government seems to take this seriously.

And that's that. More sectioned in some places, but I have been listening to this podcast through the past few hours. So...

Anyways, I've decided Tim is now a vampire, especially since his last name is fucking Stoker. Also, just realised a few people in these statements have last names corresponding to horror authors. Love it.

Also, I have decided that instead of aliens, it's eldritch gods. Like, specifically, lovecraft version. Makes a bit more sense to me I admit.

I better see a guy whos lastmame is Shelley, or Du Maurier. Or even Maberry.

Statement Ends.

[lagomorphics]

your something new AU is really cool! do you have any funfacts about narinder or lamb?

TY!! 🦊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ also yes of course!! but its up to you to decide if these facts are fun or not LOL

i've mentioned it before, but Lambert's "real" name is 'Oona'! but they don't remember this in the slightest, and even when they do remember they don't use start using that name (because who 'Oona' was is no longer who they, Lambert, are now)

my second fun fact is that they have Extremely Bad self esteem. they didnt even feel all that excited about getting to live and becoming a god, they just felt So exhausted and nothing they did seemed to help. they do get better with this overtime but they do spend a long time having the worlds worst self esteem it starts manifesting into Very Normal Nightmares And Visions

^ NORMAL!

for Nari... hmm (looks around) okay fun fact between you and me anon..... the heart jokes i keep making about him are because his heart has been stabbed/pierced several times, all at different points in his life.

He had a hole blown through his chest when he was mortal by an enemy of Shamura, which lead to him getting his crown (he was still really young as well at this point, not a great combo), the second time was when he was being chained; a chain went straight through his heart, which was also the most painful chain. Final time was well. when he dies in snah; his heart is ripped out, frozen solid, and shattered. SORRY FOR ALL THAT, NARINDER.

also, post-defeat during the earlier days he spent a lot of time getting his magical prowess back <3 he struggles to cast active curses, but he becomes proficient in more 'passive' magic, and actually enchants his weapon when he gets it back to make it stronger to make up for the physical strength he lost. very much a glass canon <3

[springthecowboy]

I got REALLY into this show, so I made an oc! he's Thomas Fugio Capti(his middle and last names translated would make him "Thomas Escape Captured" lol) and he's my precious loser boyfail that I definetly did not project onto. I'm so normal about him guys I'm so normal in fact that if you have any questions about him you can ask me(in my ask box) and I'd be happy to answer it! Some funfacts about him: - his name is normal on purpose - his hand is made from parts of real human flesh.(don’t ask how he got them) - He has managed to kill a storybot in “self defense”. - He figured out how to do that by complete accident. - His hand thing wasn’t an accident however. - He walks instead of rolls(yk to try and be more human) - He eats 2 meals a day - In his free time he makes other gizmos and a gadgets to distract himself - Once he drank mixed blend of bugs in the blender for 5 bucks - He used to be good friends with Beep when they first worked here - He is CRACKED at strategy and puzzle games

He used to have a boyfriend!(they did NOT work out, and that was his aroace awakening.)

[littleeyesofpallas]

At this point I've basically long since run dry on Bleach funfacts, certainly out of any that have any real weight in the broader readings of the series. But I do have one not-so-fun fact still left up my sleeve --a real dead end nothing contribution... So buckle up, I guess? I apologize in advance if this ends up, like, I dunno, spoiling the aesthetic(?) for anyone. Feel free to just ignore this and move on if you're touchy about keeping your obsessive fandom experiences squeaky clean.

So, I noted back when I was combing thru Quincy terms, that it felt a little less than comfy that in addition to the general n*zi aesthetics Juugram's official title was in fact "Sternritter Grand Master" which felt, at the time, like an unfortunate coincidence that it would fall in line with the naming scheme of the K*K's nonsense titles like Grand Wizard/Grand Dragon, Grand Cyclops, Grand Magi and various other ridiculous sounding occultist LARPer horseshit they've cycled thru over the past century+. But I just kinda left it at that and didn't think to dig any deeper,

But then I was reminded that in the early days of the K*K one of their stated goals was to establish a white supremacist "country" inside the united states, and as they dabbled in this insurgency fantasy, they dubbed this goal of a secret, second, white nation within the confines of the USA, their "Invisible Empire"...

And although the word we hear throughout the TYBW arc is the German Wändenreich[ヴァンデンライヒ] from Wänden:“Walls” and Reich:“Empire/Realm,” the Japanese meaning underlying that term is [見えざる帝国]: “Unseen/Invisible Empire.”

In fact the white robed and hoods tradition stemmed from what were initially petty pranks(although they escalated very quickly in seriousness and danger) in which they would menace black communities and abolitionists by pretending to be the ghosts of dead confederates. In this capacity the imagery and language around them also evoked an "Army of Ghosts."

And although it was never properly addressed, there was always this vague issue of the Quincy's ages... Those with clear backgrounds like Juugram and Bazz-B seem impossibly old. And we see that As Nodt is recruited on what appears to be his deathbed --in a hospital, on life support and in fear of dying, with a bible on his bedside as if ready to be read his last rites-- and of course the Quincy genocide of 200 years prior.

And tangential to this, we see the brief, if mostly pointless, return of the three dead Fullbringers --Ginjo, Tsukishima, and Giriko-- who all seem to have retained their memories and powers across the borders of life and death. (We won't ask about how or why their fullbring items are still usable) Is it safe to speculate then that the Quincy are in fact a literal Army of Ghosts? It explains how they're able to go toe to toe with the shinigami in ways Uryuu's initial explanations of their skills would've suggested wasn't possible. (i.e. that they were describes as being regular flesh and bone humans and only their weapons are actually supernatural, and thus they are not capable of particularly extraordinary physical feats, or blessed with any superhuman durability.) And it also sort of makes more sense that rather than being a bunch of flesh and blood humans who survived losing the war, somehow spiritized themselves to get into the afterlife, and then hid for 999 years, that they could have just been humans who died first and were recruited as ghosts, having been spirited away into the shadow realm. Or Quincy that died with the full intent of reuniting as ghosts, having some kind of assurance that they would retain their memories and powers.

I like the former over the latter though, as it means the Ishida family really were the last living Quincy. But I do like the morbid idea of Yhwach commanding his army, Jamestown style, to kill themselves as the first step to them going to heaven. Only in this case the kingdom of god as they imagine it has to be fought for because the shinigami are already have a whole society there and need to be driven out first.

There is also a lot of "Knight" and "White Knight" imagery and titles evoked in the K*K's long history, and while that's absolutely vague enough to be handwaved on its own, it's definitely not not adjacent to all this....

(This has nothing to do with anything I just had already slapped the uniforms pic together and wanted to use it somewhere)

So to sort of loosely review everything going on with the Quincy....

Catholic inverted priest frocks, crosses, silver and exorcisms, holy eucharist angel wings&halo final forms, blood eucharist schrift, conversion based recruitment policies, the whole "one kingdom under god" shtick, miracle baby son of god christ figure, explicit mention of monotheism

but then also 5 pointed crosses/stars and pentagrams,

victims of a genocide with a dr.mengele nemesis, YHWACH-v-YHWH

inverted Hugo Boss uniforms, german themed attacks, skills and tools, crosses again, explicitly evoking the Schutzstaffel with Yhwach's royal guard, and nonsense blood purity eugenics b.s.... weirdly not touched upon "black sun" or swastika imagery tied to Ichigo

For some reason a few loose threads of what appear to be Loius XIV and his sun god apollo fixation, purifying light and sun and stars motifs

YHWACH having big Backbeard energy, the literal evocation of Backbeard, being a western ghost army

and now these mismatched crumbs of what appear to be deliberate K*K references: ghost army, invisible empire, grandmaster, etc...

Like... I don't think this makes them worse, or paints Kubo as some kind of crackpot racist --in case my stance on his use of n*zi imagery didn't make that clear-- but like... I don't know what to make of it honestly... It's as inconsequential to the actual message or plot as anything else, including the n*zi stuff, but it just feels weird knowing it's there? Just sorta loitering around in the background?? Also the Quincy are just such a bizarre clusterfuck of unfocused nonsense ""themes"" with like zero actual content just in general. Given everything that's in that slurry I think that might be for the better? Because any coherent message drawn from all of these influences probably couldn't have been any good...

[katerinaaqu]

I gotta research more about the mycaeans soon because its so so interesting!

If you'd be willing

Do you have some funfacts about them?

Or some comparisons (cultural, technological, artistic wise) between Homeric greece and mycaean greece?

If you want to ramble

Ohh yet another good one! Of course I am willing! What a question! Hehe Let's see what I remember as well from my times at studies! Hahahaha I love the ending though "If you want to rumble" Hahahahaha! As you see no problem with that dear! If it is rumble you want, rumble I shall deliver! Hahahahahaha!

Well unfortunately a great deal of information on the mycenaean greek society comes from some very good educated guesses based on the findings than anything else. Unfortunately even if Linear B, arguably the first known and confirmed form of archaic Greek, is valuable, we still do not have a large corpus or variety of texts. Most of the texts that are plenty even if fragmentary are mainly logistics from what we call "transactions with the palace or megaron" than actual sources of literature, laws or society and most of them were saved by luck. For ecample the extended corpus of Linear B plates found in the so-called "Nestor's Palace" in Pylos were saved only because the palace burnt, thus baking the raw clay and making the text readable nowadays. The texts however reveal valuable information on city names and goods being exchanged from one palace to another as well as names of people, official titles and gods' names! So we can tell one similarity we have is that in mycenaean times many of the gods known throughout the years of greek evolution were already known such as Zeus, Hera, Dionysus, Athena etc.

So religiously speaking they believed in the same pantheon (even if we do not have ALL the names of every god worshiped in later years the number of god names saved on the tablets can make us see that they have the same religion and culture on that part, although the worshipping practices are hard to pintpoint. The texts do mention that some offerings are made to the gods but the way they are done is subject of research. From the tablets we also know that the title of Priest and Priestess did exist so we are not, probably, speaking on a theocracy where the king is also an exlusive priest (although Homer seems to be touching the subject, making kings offer sacrifices, see for example Odysseus, and yet none of the kings also claim themselves a priest. In fact they get advised by priests)

For the political system we still make hypothesis on how it works. It seems like every major city has a region of influence around it and that transactions or taking care of the earth was regulated by the central palace or anactoron (thus the term anactorial system). It seems that the central palace was also the center of gathering goods from around the area for we have tablets that explicitly speak on transfers of goods from and to the palace outside. Of course the hypothesis that this is some sort of central palace being the residence of a king is purely hypothetical and based on the richness of its construction and its complexity rather than real evidence although the term "wanax" or "άναξ" aka "king" appears in the tablets but the hypothesis is very strong. We also see from examples such as Tyrinis a very strong connection with Anatolia and exchange of culture, for example we see the triangular arches

(image generated by me in one of my projects)

You can see examples here from Mycenae Hattusa and Tyrinis. The cultural and architectural exchanges reached their peak at about the middle of this period. Artistically speaking the Mycenaeans follow the traditions of the Minoans and we see exceptional artworks happening. For example we follow the tradition of siglia rings engraved in stone and gold and if I may some of them are of exceptional beauty for example the ring at the tomb of "Griffin's Warrior" in Pylos that dates exactly to the passage between the one civilization and the other.

In art we also see very beautiful war or hunting themes in pottery art or even in weaponry. Some researchers compared it to Minoan times and claimed that it is "less sophisticated" but quite honest some of the samples are also very well preserved even if more simple to their execution

Technologically I think the Mycenaeans were far more advanced than what people give them credit for. For example greeks are always known for their hydraulic "machines" among others but how many people know really that they managed to drain the entire lake Kopais, around the fortification of Gla like 3000 years ago? The Greeks took advantage of undergdound tunnels that naturally existed and managed to make the water escape thus creating grounds for growing crops. Kopais lake was at some point re-filled with water and in modern days people tried to re-drain it without a result and they discovered the mycenaean draining system which was still functional and to this day the lake Kopais remains drained and used for growing crops

(photo taken by me a few years ago)

For some reason at the end of bronze age internal conflicts, outside attacks as well as the Doric Greek Tribes coming from the north, created a hostile environment which led possibly to wars and conflict that eventually is estimated to have led to the fall of Palatal system. We do see for example the existence of fortifications such as Gla in the middle of nowhere which probably served as refuge for those who were getting attacked and for better supervision of the area.

(photo taken by me in the same location)

This eventually led to the beginning of the Iron Age and Homer's era with the rise of City State eventually at the Archaic Years. I believe we can talk on a small change to the situation in Homer's time although the City State form of government doesn't seem crystalized at his time we do see some of it in his epics so maybe we can talk on this change on the political spectrum with also the stopping of existence of palatial system and starting to shift to other forms of government (eventually to the upcoming centuries the kingdoms will almost cease to exist with some exceptions such as the kingdoms at upper Thessaly, Macedonia, Epirus and Sicily. Sparta is also an exception for they keep their kings but the main power is held by the elders)

We do not have much evidence on Homer's time either given how little written evidence is being saved. But we do get the shift in written language from Linear B to the Greek alphabet (adapted from the Phoenician one) which is the Alphabet we use to this day. One of the most ancient samples of it is the so-called "Nestor's Cup" which dates in the 8th century BC and includes one of the first samples of Greek Alphabetical scripture. Technologically speaking of course we have the extensive use of Iron and steel that wasn't a thing before as much and potentially we have more the use of tools for geometric shapes.

Artistically speaking we have samples of little statuettes and vases that mostly depict geometric shapes (thus giving the name to the period as "Geometric Period". We have also some of the early samples of chariot depictions in this geometric style and in fact I have heard some researchers associate this art with a narrative, potentiall even quoting the homeric poems that possibly gained popularity such as this famous sample):

Another thing that needs to be said is that at the 8th century BC we also have the beginning of an event we follow to this day, the Olympic Games which according to the scriptures that we have is placed to 776 BC

I believe this is a very crude separation but if there is more you would like to know I would be happy to respond!

[starvoidsailor]

I saw @dapperpea ask for another one of my ramblings about names and etymology but with Gaius this time.

So let's talk Gaius Baelsar.

As mentioned in my previous post, Gaius was most likely primarily named after Gaius Julius Caesar, roman dictator and key figure in the rise of the Roman Empire from the Roman Republic. To cement this connection to the Emperor Gaius Julius Caesar further as Gaius' namesake I will have to refer briefly to another character; Livia sas Junius.

While we don't know the exact relationship between these two (and I won't go into speculations about the in-game relationship, this is about names) there is reason to suggest that Livia and Nero were named partially to help establish Gaius as a parallel to Julius Caesar. Nero being named after one of his most famous Centurion and Livia being named after the wife of Emperor Gaius Augustus, Livia Drusilla, adopted daughter of Julius Caesar.

Both of them were also very brilliant and talented tacticians commanding their forces on the field and showing remarkable military victories. An example being the victories Caesar managed to pull of in the Gallic War through various means culminating in him conquering Gaul for Rome, not unlike the preset in ARR with Gaius and the XIVth Legion being set up in a similar way trying to conquer Eorzea for the Garlean Empire.

As a funny addendum; Julius Caesar believed himself to be a direct descendant from Aeneas, a minor figure in the Trojan war who later became relevant in the Aeneas Myth as the Ancestor of Romulus and Remus and by extension Rome. That is funny because Aeneas mother is Aphrodite, Goddess of Love. (I could go into another side tangent about why Caesar claimed that and why Aphrodite, or Venus rather, was a clever connection to establish and worship in ancient Rome as a politician and her origins as a War Goddess, but this is about FFXIV and I am not OSP)

Further connections to Caesar can be made in their downfall; betrayed by allies, Caesar was famously assassinated by senators and stabbed to death while Gaius arguably got betrayed in the Praetorium by Lahabrea using the Heart of Sabik to cast Ultima and then left after his defeat at the hands of the Warrior of Light, both falling to their demise at the age of 56. Though there is another General that could also have been inspiration for Gaius, something I will cover a bit further down. For now, let's focus on the name and it's etymology itself.

Gaius was not an uncommon name in Rome, one of Julius Caesars assassins was named Gaius Longinus, and the list of emperors and famous people with Gaius somewhere in their name is longer than I want to recall, including Caligula's real name, who was named Gaius Julius Caesar in honor of the emperor we discussed so far.

It was one of the most common personal names, or Praenomen, in ancient Rome, and one of the oldest in use, also spelled as Caius. Interesting side-tangent; the feminine form of Gaius is Gaia and the only Praenomen more frequent than Gaius was Lucius if i recall correctly.

Due to this Gaius as a name developed a special denotation as a referral to any man, kind of like John Doe, and Gaia followed suit. Your wedding vows in ancient Rome quiet literally had you say "As you are Gaius, I am Gaia", that is how much of a common name Gaius was.

Gaius most likely is derived from the same root the word gaudere originated from, meaning "to rejoice" or "to take pleasure [in something]". Funfact, the Italian godere evolved from this Proto-Italian word gaudere and can be slang for "Cumming" alongside its other connotations of taking pleasure or enjoying something.

Now, where it gets interesting once more is Baelsar. You see, Baelsar as a last name does not exist, not really. There are similar sounding last names to Baelsar, like Belzer which is a Middle High German last name roughly meaning fur and denoting a furrier, but nothing if you look for Baelsar specifically.

Bael itself was, before being demonized, a Canaanite weather and fertility God.

If we took the name apart we could get Bael and Sar.

Bael being the name of a demon in the Lesser Key of Solomon with command over either six, sixty-six or 250 legions, warden of the east and power to turn man invisible, love and science.

We could also look to the Bael tree, a fruit tree from India who is sacred to Hindus and in early hymns declared place of residence of the Goddess Lakshmi (Goddess of Luck, Love, Fertility, Prosperity, Beauty and Health) as well as an incarnations of the goddess Sati (Goddess of Power, Marital Felicity and Longevity) and favored by Shiva (God of Destruction).

Both of these avenues derive from vastly different sources, one from a God turned Demon, and the other from Hinduism.

Another look we could take is into the pronunciation of Gaius' last name; we hear it most commonly spoken as Belsar, where we swallow the a, just like with Ætheris. If we now turn our Bael into Bæl we have a word that actually exists with Proto-Indo-European roots, a word we can find in Old English, meaning "Funeral Pyre".

Sar also being found in many languages, but in Old English specifically meaning painful or sore, as well as other variations of these words alluding to wounds or pain.

If we put all that aside and only look at the pronunciation of his last name we will get a more probable and logical origin of it. Belsar comes from the Late Latin word Belisari. Belisari itself is the genitive of Belisarius, meaning roughly "Axe" and "Warrior", and also being the name of a famous general in the byzantine Empire who had a fascinating military career, similar to Gaius in game, showing off success after success for his emperor in battle before being tried and branded a traitor and conspirator.

It was quite fun diving into the possible connections and inspirations Gaius name has and discovering both parallels to famous roman generals and political figures like Julius Caesar and Belisarius as well as the, quite surprising, connections to religion we could get from his last name if we butchered it a bit. Most of these finds, especially everything regarding his last name, are definitely a stretch on my part and most likely not the real intentions.

Following those thoughts thou, some head canons that arose from my research on this:

The Baelsar family itself was never of that much importance in the Empire and only became known after Gaius rose through the military ranks

His first command of a troupe was given to him relatively early, somewhere in his late 20's to early 30's

There is definitely a not insignificant number of people in the Empire in their probably mid to late teens called Gaius or Caius specifically because of him and his renown

He definitely knows how to skin and tan fur

This man fucks. A lot.

Edit: Spelling, restructured for easier reading