#go to gehenna

[liiittlehand]

The -_- gathering

[thechibilitwick]

me when i damashite gomen yo ienakute gomen yo

[meguchi512]

WE ALL HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LIVE.

[lovers-instead]

We're still breathing together.

[vampiric-succulent]

OUAW EP 22 second half:

TW for a bit of gore

COMBAT TIME BABEY

I need a detailed description of how Gideon’s manacles work I Need to Know

TORBEK W MOMENT WHEN HE BECOMES GOREBEK AND MAKES AGDON ACTUALLY SCARED

HOW DID THEY DESIGN THESE CHARACTERS HOLY SHIT

Mace i like your ignition idea but aren’t you also gonna burn down the bridge you’re on??? Nope okay nvm

This guy has a 15ft long scarf. Can’t we just grab that? It’s literally trailing.

Oh fuck. Is Twig dead? No no no

love how Derek just goes “nah fuck that I cast Shield”

“These awesome guys…. And Gricko…..”

THANK GOD SOMETHING HITS HES GRAPPLED GOING DOWN

I LOVE MACE BANGING THE TABLE SO HARD THE BATTLEMAP CAMERA SHAKES

Y’all are IGNORING Twig rn. Can’t someone stabilize her????

Twig is so iconic

NOT TORBEK. THAT IS NOT TORBEK. WHO IS THIS GUY

Oh my god.

GEAR TWOOOO— Woah that’s a bisection.

MY HEART. KREMY DO NOT LET TWIG DIE.

“I don’t feel so good Mr Kremy” GAH

Hootsie is magic??? I guess that makes sense

DONT CLOSE YOUR EYES TWIG

I feel like maybe Gricko should have been able to roll a perception check when Agdon stole something from him underwater— even at disadvantage— how is Agdon seeing? Magic?

Frost could be such a good villain who uses sympathy as a weapon— “I can save you”

What is this random frog doing here? Also I bet Frost looks lowkey ridiculous trying to talk to Agdon through the swamp midfight

YES GRICKO IS GOING FOR THE SCARF wait. This could uh. Be a trap

HARE TODAY GONE TOMORROW I GOT IT

not the chuckles coming out for battle 😭

Gorebek is so fucking scary. I love this so much.

YES THEY GOT HIM HOLY FUCK

Oh fuck Torbek is gonna drown

Twig how are you just making banaña bread right now

TORBEK MY LOVE

Oh fuck vaguely Russian gourd headed scarecrow

WHAT?????? GEHENNA????????? WHAT KID CAME UP FROM THERE????????????

Holy FUCK that’s a way to end a session

PLEASE tell me more about the Gear System. Also oh my god this was such a good episode. Holy shit.

[krommiie]

started playing whb ... throwing another benny into hell lol

[adversary-to-inamorato]

"I'm sorry I deceived you,"

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you.

"And it's terribly sad,"

"But our suffering is the only bond we share."

I can't pick one picture I like out of these three so here you go.

The outfit for SMG4 is based on the original MV of the song, whilst SMG3 is inspired by Project Sekai's version of the outfit.

I feel like this song perfectly encapsulates their emotions and the "hell" they're going through. Over and over again, unsure when it'll stop or will it just continue forever.

And in this fic, I swapped their initial lines. While "I'm sorry I deceived you" is perfect for Three, it's delivered by Four for his betrayal of taking advantage of the loop. And for "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you" for Three is because he couldn't express his care towards Four properly in the later chapters.

I'll say that much. I hope you enjoy it!

[idylls-of-the-divine-romance]

"DiSiNtErEsTeD lOvEr" shut the heck up, Abelard. Get back to me when you learn to treat women with respect as our Blessed Mother intended. Also, keep Cicero out of my religion thank you

[keshetchai]

Roommate #2 has already put up the Christmas tree (no ornaments yet) and a bunch of Christmas themed decor, which is peak unhinged gentile behavior, frankly, because we haven't even had Thanksgiving.

[magusofflowers]

i like them a normal amount<3

[ansbobcar]

EP 17 - The letter from Miley

WORD COUNT. 1323

Link to overview

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"What do you need?" the Desert Cane asked. He was rather obvious, waiting infront of the headmaster’s office near dusk. “It’s regarding Rinka,” he simplified much to his attention as they flew back to his office beyond office hours for his department. Heading over to his drawer, he pulled out a stack of envelopes, with a signature ‘M. Cyrus’ written near the fold, and tossed 3 of them towards Orter.

"What is this?" Nearly crumpling a letter with a hand.

"I doubt she told you about Miley Cyrus," Checking the contents revealed a suspicious photograph. It was the back of his head with a feverish Rinka on the couch draped in a blanket. Followed by a message that was scratched on the back. ‘Why?’ He opened the others. Which seemed to form resentment towards him as he strung what could be a message.

Why?

You’re losing your feathers.

Nobody can have you, we agreed on it.

The method of photograph collection might explain why there were so many surveillance based magical items that she didn’t notice considering the mess of the office beforehand but didn’t he dump out all of them? Wouldn’t that mean someone had infiltrated into the room recently to spy on them?

His face scrunched up in disgust. "This is a violation of the tool’s use and abuse of magic." 

"Why didn’t you report this?” Suspicious to their colleague. "Because it's your expertise, and I’d like to keep her in the dark regarding this issue, since she stopped reading them a few years ago and forwards all of these letters to me. Plus with the way it’s worded, you’ll probably be targetted. So it’s just something you need to be aware of because you’re with her often." And she didn’t tell him?

"Is there anything else I should be aware of?"

"She had an assistant once.” Surprisingly she even had one. "But he never returned about 3 years ago as she started receiving violent threats in these letters. That's why the director wanted someone to replace her. To see if the conflict stemmed from her position." Obviously, it didn’t if he was going to be murdered in cold blood.

"If you can't tell, the Director worries about Rinka the most,” Kaldo added. Considering her ranged skillset, vulnerabilities, and dutiful disposition, it’s completely understandable, Orter noted. He wondered if she had gone back home already. “Compared to Ryoh who society considers the strongest, at her best, she outclasses him.” 

It filled the both of them with delirium as such an outlandish claim. After all, Orter Madl has never seen those two spar before. And they’ve never clashed wands in public either. “Even more shocking is that she—”

“—she left Easton without graduating. I know,” he finished his sentence. The familiarity in his voice followed by the unwarranted melancholic gaze only heightened his doubts.

The two Divine Visionaries wouldn’t have known each other even if they were from the same school because she dropped out when he was a mere freshman, barely 4 months into the school year. That would mean Orter Madl was a fan of hers… like Cyrus. 

“So you want me to deal with this stalker?” Yes he did. Pinching onto his nosebridge, he sighed. “I’ll drop the search after a week since that’s how far I can meddle with the schedule. I’ll keep you updated.”

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To compare Rinka to a bird who must be caged is simply inane. But more pathetically, Miley Cyrus was faceless. Non existent in municipal records in name, silhouette, and residence. Even the sender’s address was an empty lot of land. It was an alias.

Based on previous letters he had run through his latest night at the Bureau, they liked hamburgers, has been patiently waiting for her reply to hang out at the cafe which sold Macarons, recounted planting a firecracker near a hen house, amongst other odd yet highly inconveniencing scenarios and paradoxical preferences. Judging by their use of ink followed by a magic coat of paint, they were at least 27. Although there’s been advancements in technology, the learning of preservation spells instead of using a preservation mixture was only implemented 3 years ago. 

He can only afford a week for this wild goose chase. But he confirmed they were a man.

By the third day, Kaldo Gehenna called him urgently. Cyrus had noticed his presence and addressed a letter to him, Orter Madl, directly. “He wants me to stop searching for him?” The audacity of this stranger. “Is he scared of me? Does that mean I’m getting warmer to his location?” He sneered. This was only the 5th town he’s investigated based on the wasting habits of this fucking moody man. Certain towns are designated trash sites with famous secondhand and repurposing shops. 

“Send a reply that states: ‘Just accept the reality.’ The day after tomorrow preferably. I’ve got something to attend to,” ending the call.

Unfortunately, the letter simply disappeared without a trace when he stalked for the owl. A bit more digging revealed a sigil which he couldn’t activate. It was a complex spell upon further inspection. Not his expertise. Yet something dropped from where he hid. That wasn’t possible. There was a lack of animals near the lot yet the heaviness of the object meant it wasn’t a branch. It landed with a thud instead of a rustle, walking over to light up his vision with his wand. White cloth tied up A body. A corpse without smell. Honey blonde hair combed. Yet unclothed like dead cattle from a slaughterhouse.

It took him hours to arrive into the main headquarters for the Magical Cemetery Administration without a sound. Chucking the body towards the forgetful immortal. “Analyse and identify this guy for me.”

“Get him on the table will you?” The Immortal Cane instructed before he proceeded to wear some gloves until he stopped. “Isn’t this David Kingfisher?” Who was later revealed to be a missing person for 3 years. “How did you find him?” It was unsettling to see him worked up, scratching his head. “Argh! I don’t remember anything beyond that… think Renatus… think!” As he continued examining the dead man.

It was Rinka’s assistant, he finally remembered. “But his body’s been embalmed only recently and,” taking out a yawn, “he’s got no magic residue which should only be possible in these rooms… but by who? He’s not in the records. I would’ve remembered because Rinka basically cursed me to remember,” he mumbled.

But it was like with Slagturn. Lifeless without any magical energy, unnaturally as well. “How’s the crackdown on the illegal disposal of deaths going?”

“There’s still outliers we haven’t managed to reach yet.” They’ve already illegalised the personal disposal of the dead but either due to their lack of knowledge, or other manipulations, they probably forgot the procedure. “Supposedly, the main money maker of the business is Innocent Zero but we haven’t gotten our hands in them still. It’s a failure on our part to confirm it.”

“Alright. Thanks for the favour.”

“You owe me sleep.”

_ _ _

There’s no possibility a 27 year old could be that rich without having seen her in person. After all, the Onojis are approachable compared to other families. It pisses him off that she shouldn’t know about it, noticing the sight of her without her rustic robe as if glowing from the evening sun smiling at him. That he can’t find Cyrus, as he passed by the hallways with staff members leaving their shift. Only one thought ran through his mind as he strut into an intense embrace with her: I’ll just agitate him further. With one arm slid around her waist, and the other hand holding her head, she froze in shock. 

Almost shyly she asked, “... Is something wrong?”

‘He’ll kill me when he’s at his limit.’

“Just missed you,” he buried his head into her shoulder. “Sunshine.”

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Stalker subplot is a GO! :D

I'm realising how unrom-com the fic has become. I tried okay. Don't worry, it will return. in the next chapter. *WINK WINK*

I'll probably stop uploading new chapters by the time EP 22 is published cuz I need to focus on my coursework really badly. (Fuck you Extended Essay, and all my IAs I have to start doing TwT) And I'm having severe writer's block because I have to figure out how to move stuff. This is only episode 17. I need to remember that. TwT

[twistedsongstressofstarz]

i could have sworn i followed u what the balls🤬

ANYWAYS HAII KIYA‼️💛

may i pls ask for the twins opinions on Isfrid or Tinsley🙏🏻🙏🏻

HELP- HIIIIIII JASSSSS!!!! HOPE U DM THAT I SPLIT THE ASK IN TWO I WANTED TO POST THIZ ONE AZ SOON AZ IT FINISHED

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Opinion on: Isfrid Aneira

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"Isfrid Aneira, huh. We met once when she was visiting campus last year, and also sometimes still run into each other. She is an admirable person, I could never personally handle being a housewarden in my first year."

"She is genuinely a nice person to talk to, as well. Sitting in silence with her is calming.. Please do not get this out of hand, but the way she treats her sister is also something I admire."

[primordialruin]

Replace JC with Lilith -

Hey, Lilith, Lilith, won't you fight for me?

[emmafaeru]

Wow! what a beautiful cover! This looks so cute, I can't wait to unwind after work with some girl's love!

7 chapters later:

[idylls-of-the-divine-romance]

Sheol/Hades is different from Gehenna is different from Tartarus. And this distinction is important

[nonegenderleftpain]

If you say that religion must be studied in the context of how it is practiced, let me tell you as a practicing Jew that it is not widely practiced to believe in hell, and definitely not to teach children about it. Yes, Gehenna is mentioned in Talmud, and there is a lot of discussion about what that means that isn't for goyim to interpret for us. We do not have hellish iconography, we do not discuss it in sermons. Judaism is about doing right by people in the here and now, and the afterlife - good or bad - isn't really part of that. Because some small sects do interpret Gehenna as literal and not metaphorical does not mean that Judaism as a whole is practiced that way. The belief in hell is exceptional, in Judaism, not one of the primary, de-facto ways our religion is practiced.

my most antitheist opinion is that hell is like. a cartoonishly evil thing to believe in and insanely abusive to teach children about