#heh… important lore moment

[clovers-misprints]

[ He did not look back at Dandy. He watched the toons that were huddled together, they looked so scared. ]

🍀: They? Who’s they?

[ He thought for a minute. The substance on the staff doors that Dandy avoided talking about. The overall absence of the staff members. ]

🍀: Was it… the staff, or whatever you guys call them?

[ The panic in the room felt almost suffocating to Clover. One thing about him is other’s emotions affect him greatly. He kept up his outer calm persona, yet on the inside his breathing was running at a slightly faster tempo than usual, and his ribs felt like they wanted to choke his lungs. He knows these aren’t the toons he’s used to, but... he felt bad. ]

🍀: Dandicus… you aren’t my Dandicus, seems like, but you are still one. I suppose I should introduce myself, since I already know you. Hello, I am Clover, or as the staff call me, “the prototype Dandy”. How’s it feel, actually being in the show…

[ @clovers-misprints ]

[ sorry if this doesn’t make sense ahhh. basically uhm. breif explanation of au so you understand. There’s a machine that prints the toons used in the show/gardenview and sometimes misprints are caused and clover looks after said misprints. but clover doesnt like dandy. idk just thought it’d be fun to interact yk. ]

“Oh! You’re a prototype for the show? That’s very interesting, actually! I’m assuming you’re not from the exact show I’m from, but it seems cool either way, hehe! Nice to meet you, Clover! I hope we can be friends!”

He seemed to avoid the last question, as if to not make the toon in front of him feel bad. He tried to keep up his friendly demeanor.

[questionablecuttlefish]

One of the most popular topics that people likes to bring up in shipwars “against” lightcannon is that we mischaracterize (did I write it correctly?) Lux to fit in our delusions. For example: she didn't kill Sylas and she despises killers and her ideals and morality is the most important thing to her, oh, also that she's good

So you as a Lightcannon writer and someone who is very familiar with her lore and character, could you give me your perspective about this?

Ah yes, that one.

Here's my answer in pictures:

But more seriously. 😆

I think that's a gross oversimplification of Lux's character, and it's generally an argument made by people who don't know who Lux is beyond the most superficial impression.

It's a product of a mindset that can't separate modern ideals of 'morality' - what would be moral to you and me, from our culture and our moment - from a character raised in a very, very different culture and a very different world.

A good example is the opening scenes of A Game of Thrones, we witness the horrible slaughter of a group of Night's Watch by the Others. The lone, desperate survivor escapes, and in the very next scene, we see that he's been captured by the Lord of a castle, who is about to execute him for the crime of desertion by beheading with a sword. This man makes his sons watch as he decapitates this poor, innocent bastard who, to us, has done no wrong and just survived a terrifying experience. He makes sure his seven year old, Bran, witnesses him cut a man's head off with a sword.

Meet Eddard Stark, probably the most forthright, honorable, and morally upstanding character in the series.

Look, Lux is a 'good' character. She's smart, compassionate, forthright, and principled. She almost always takes the diplomatic option first and uses violence primarily in self-defense.

On the other hand, she's a Crownguard. She is the daughter of the highest ranking noble household next to the King himself. Her Aunt is the High Marshall of the entire Demacian military. Her Uncle is(was,heh) the head of the Mageseekers, so the mage hunting secret police. Her brother is the Might of Demacia, Sword Captain of the Dauntless Vanguard.

What I'm saying here is that Lux is a military brat. She has been born and raised into the values of a highly militaristic, feudal warrior culture at the very highest level of that society. She's been trained in warrior arts - riding, swordfighting, archery, and military tactics and strategy - since she could walk and form words.

In her old lore? She was literally a traumatized, brainwashed child soldier taken from her family and trained to fight for Demacia.

In her new/current lore? She's still a trained spy who has succeeded at several covert missions within Noxus.

We've seen her fight monsters and Mageseekers in the M.S game, she didn't hesitate to shoot Sylas with a crossbow and stab him with a dagger until his mages dragged her off him in the comic, as above.

She also witnessed her brother behead a man in the For Demacia story; she was trying to intervene because she had sussed that there was something else going on, and therefore his death would have been unnecessary and unjust, not necessarily out of protest at the death penalty itself.

It's worth noting - as the Mageseeker confirms - that Lux stayed out of the mage rebellion not out of 'naive pacifism' as she's sometimes accused of, but because: 1. She couldn't forgive Sylas for his betrayal.

2. A desire to protect the noncombatant refugees in her care.

3. She's still loyal to Demacia and her family and refused to fight her own kin.

4. because she knew if she stayed neutral, she could leverage her Crownguard privilege and name with King Jarvan to negotiate protection for mages after the conflict.

Which, y'know, she did.

All of these are products of who she is a character, a Demacian, a Crownguard, and a canny political operator. None of these are blind pacifism, this is the kind of soft power "Fox" move Mel Medarda would recognize and approve of.

So no, Luxanna Crownguard isn't going to be put off by Jinx's violence.

Violence is inherently part of her world, too. Demacia is a 'medieval' feudal regime that is almost perpetually at war with its neighbours and, in some ways a harsher, more brutal place than Piltover and Zaun, particularly its notions of 'justice'.

Piltover is only about 50% likely to have public executions as entertainment/morality lesson, Demacia absolutely 100% does and we've seen two of them in canon, is what I'm saying.

I think Lux would understand that Jinx committed terrible deeds, yes, as part of a civil conflict that Lux herself would be coming at with only an outsider's understanding.

Lux knows exactly how it feels to have best intentions blow up in your face, to be backed into a corner and forced to take some pretty extreme actions to survive.

I don't think, after her actions and choices triggered the Mage Uprising and cost untold lives across Demacia, Lux would consider her own hands clean enough to judge someone like Jinx. Sure, Lux didn't mean to give Sylas her power to commit second hand mass murder, but Powder didn't mean to kill her family either.

And it's also worth noting the part of Sylas' actions that Lux doesn't forgive - especially in the Mageseeker dialogue - is specifically the personal betrayal of her trust, outing her as a mage, and ruining her life.

She understands his cause. She won't join it, because that would mean siding with someone who wants to kill her family, but again, Lux's reasons for choosing not to fight are much more complex and personal than 'she hates violence'.

She's able to compromise enough to accept Sylas' help when her city comes under siege, because while Lux is a 'good guy', she's also a pragmatist first.

I think Lux would see a lot of Sylas in Jinx. I think she would see a lot of herself, as well, particularly once she learned about Jinx's past, about Silco (basically Jinx's Sylas figure, no?) and about everything she's been through.

I don't think Lux would judge her for that.

I feel that Lux would try to be the voice of reason, the hand holding hers to ground her, maybe even the olive branch to help her try to repair some of her burned bridges (this is certainly what she tries to do in Ill-Omen's) and that could cause interesting conflict in their developing relationship.

But I think Lux would understand. Jinx may be more volatile and spiteful and personal in her use of violence, but she's shaped by experiences not far from Lux's own.

And by Season Two? Yeah, no, Season Two Jinx is well and truly on her hero arc. Post-Season Two Jinx? Especially if she's trying to put violence aside and heal?

Post season two Jinx, who's grieving losing her father, her sister, her child? That Jinx would absolutely attract Lux's compassion even more than before.

I've written so many words to answer it, but to me, it's such a non-argument to begin with. You have to not even look at Lux past "blonde nice girl" to think it.

[notsodailycake]

Happy Moments

My Kofi

So here's a little something that was supposed to be a simple doodle for a role-play turned into a full piece with background. Which I still am not a fan of, but this is the best it'll get, I'm not redoing it😭. This was done a few days ago already, but I kept forgetting to post it lol.

This is for my fnaf sb au called "Hero's Breach." Who the characters are is for you guys to decide, I won't be revealing any lore for this au until I decide if imma make a comic, fanfic, or just lore dump in one post at some point in the future. But also, I'm not revealing lore bc the person I'm role-playing with also doesn't know the full lore, and I wanna surprise them lol.

I'm open to hearing any guesses, tho. But I will say, the ones on the corner are indeed Vanessa and Gregory :)

On a final note, this drawing, I'll say, is one of my best pieces shading wise. I struggle alot with shading and was hating how it was turning out, but I think I did well for the final product. The hilights sold it for me tho, without them, it looks really bad to me, and guess what? They are so small and seemed so insignificant until i removed the layer💀

So yeah, highlights are important, heh. I didn't even need to add much filters to hide the shading like i did with my older drawings. Still not 100% happy with how i shade, as much as I am proud of my lineart, but we'll get there I'm sure, I just....I just need to shade more often lmao.

Also, fun fact, the teen girl has a stardew valley pin on her, see if u can find it hehe

[sass-ruby]

okay. HOLY FUCKING SHI-

Sun² (dark sun) looks like he's thriving LMAO 😭

Let me just say, THANK YOU MOON FOR BEING SO CURIOUS

I'm curious too, so this satisfied me so much

We got A LOT of information, and one VERY jaw dropping one

So.. sun² created a paradise for himself and others, most likely suns but not every sun. That- that honestly sounds so sweet 😭 I'm pretty sure by psychotic, sun² meant like- do things without thinking, go insane, kill for no reason ect ect.. since he doesn't like violence from what I've been able to gather. The violence he has probably committed, I am guessing was necessary because sun² thinks reasonably

But I wonder- do suns go there when they die? Like, heaven? There are already people there.. but are those people suns or random people??

His dragon is there to be a protector so, it's most likely dead suns I think..? To protect them? That'd be so sweet, I hope that's the case

Goliath died, oof 😭 I never cared much about him but that ONE THING he said to sun once;

"You..might be pathetic, but you're so much more than them."

The fact that EVEN goliath, someone so egotistical, sees sun's morals.. yet others cant and just see it as being cowardly

Our sun has been proven to be the most empathetic among all suns. He HAS done bad, but hasn't continued to do so, he tried his best to make it right. I love him sm I swear

But oh goodness. There is one MOST important jaw dropping lore we got out of sun².

Oh my fucking gosh.

Oh my.

The fact he chose this sun specifically.. BECAUSE HE COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT HIMSELF.

We already knew he was like sun, but moon broke him. Just like how it usually goes in dimensions, here's the thing, though. Even if he did the same back to him, he could NEVER kill him.

Now there's more space to understand why he did it. He couldn't do it, he wanted to give other suns a chance.

Holy shit. Holy shit.

This is too shocking for me I'm sorry

I did not think that SUN² COULDN'T KILL HIS MOON

I guess that was a thing that truly connected all suns before sun's² whole thing

The fact our sun was the first, THE FIRST WHO WAS ABLE TO AND THAT IT WASN'T AN ACCIDENT.

Finally. FINALLY IT'S BEEN PROVEN HE'S SPECIAL IN SOME SORT OF WAY

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG

The "I hate him, but couldn't kill him" thing reminds me kinda of my mother and I, just with different context 😭 like- I hate her but can't hate her completely. I have mommy issues QwQ

I literally sometimes get so mad at how she treats me that I hope she dies.

Although- lets not get into that

The point I was trying to make is, even when you swear you hate someone close to you... ESPECIALLY YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD, you can never completely hate them.

That is only what I've been able to gather from other things like that

ALSO ALSO ALSO aLsOoOoooO

Why did sun² sound so unsure.. at that one part.

"I suppose nexus could sure try, if he was still around. Mumbles if he was still around..."

WHY DID HE SOUND SO UNSURE.

I wouldn't be surprised if he said it like that because he's seen how many times villains come back in this dimension ☠️☠️

LITERALLY I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED

But if nexus comes back, SHIT.

A part of me believes he will. It's after Christmas, and the new tradition is that shit happens after Christmas because the October takeover tradition ended

AAAAAAAAAA

I'll be kinda happy about it, ONLY BECAUSE THE ANGSTTT

YAYAYYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAAAAA

Another also and another woa!! >:D

"why does EVERYTHING have to be US"

"you think I have that answer? Heh, even with my intelligence.. I can never answer that one."

EVEN SUN² ACKNOWLEDGES IT

Because the show runners need to feed us, that's the answer <333

Their lives are something else 😭 they have to deal with something new everyday. They can never catch a break

That would be all. BUT HAHSHHDD I LAUGHED SO HARD SEEING SUN² FLY HELPPPPP

He had his "I was a fairy" moment 🎀 NDNDJSJMS

okay now it's all :3

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[unriding]

sweetest cy … it is 12 when this posts !! so of course, i get to post this heh!! thank you for such a sweet gift … i have left a little ( <- little? hm ) message for you below !! i am so so very sorry for the length ><

rb 1 / 2 :

cy … i have just finished reading it and my heart is beating a thousand times a minute !! are you serious — ARE YOU SERIOUS /pos because how will i type coherent tags when such a kind gift has already brought me to tears ( countless times !! the amount of breaks i needed to wipe my tears so i could read the rest of it sisnjdjxj ) THOUGH … at the same time ,, i was so red reading this !!! >//////< exactly like this !!! AGHH i really don’t even know where to start !! 🥺 perhaps i will type out a message to *you* first cy !!

thank you ???!! <- what a severe understatement, but i don’t know what other phrase i could even use to express my gratitude T T i know you have been so very busy lately ): i know you’ve been swamped to the point of not resting enough … so i just want to give you a huge hug and pause time to let you rest !!! but the fact that you did such a thing for :’) me :’) when you’re already so busy just makes my heart so ?! IM SO TOUCHED ??? you did not need to !! ): and you did !! I LOVE YOU !!! though aside from this, i’ve seen you making your way to inboxes and giving sweet to tags to fics and everything — you are so kind cy ): !!

i love you. you have so much love in your heart and i know everyone’s face just lights up when they see you on the dash — and i am the same way ^^ also .. we must talk about your writing since i have a small inkling i will use the 30 tags to scream /pos sjsndjkdkdk i have mentioned this before, but i adore your writing style !! it flows so nicely and reads sooooo smoothly i just ?! can see myself reading any amount of words from you in one sitting because of how nicely you write !! also .. you said moze might be ooc but i thought he was so in character 🥺 oh i adore your writing …..

𝕄𝕠𝕫𝕖 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

heaven is a place on earth with you

Synopsis: Moze goes shopping to purchase something for a certain someone. What on earth could that be? And who is he giving it to? Read to find out!

Word Count: 2.6k | Reading Time: 15 minutes

Note: Reader is referred with she/her pronouns and mentioned to be wearing a dress. I do not claim to know this character a 100%. I am writing him based off the voice lines and a some of the lore that I know about him.

A bead of sweat begins to form on the elderly shopkeeper's temple. His gaze weary towards the grey-haired man before him. After all, Moze has yet to say anything in the past half-hour while intensely gazing down on the merchandise the shopkeeper has presented him. A hand on his hip while the other brushes lightly against his lips. His brows furrowed and lips pursed tightly.

What kind of merchandise could possibly cause such distress towards both Moze and the elderly? Well, the answer is actually quite simple: jewelry.

Oh, but not just any jewelry.

On the far right, there is a pair of earrings. Elegantly furled out petals that have a striking resemblance to wings with pearls of varying sizes at the very base, silver chains dangle with matching pearls. Next to that is a gold chain bracelet with a moon at the very center as the pendant accompanied by a pair of stars on either side. A constellation of tiny jewels from around the moon; it resembles that of the Capricorn. And lastly— a necklace. Silver chains with pearls in the softest shade of pink and white alternating to make a lovely pattern. Adjacent chains in between to showcase a gem shaped like a teardrop to complement the beads. And at the very center of it rests a dangling chain adorned with similar pearls and a small ribbon.

A part of him considered just buying all three of them. However, that may not get a positive feedback from the receiver. In all the while of knowing that person, he'd come to have a feeling that they'd feel flustered and guilty over such a purchase— even though it barely put a dent on his wallet. He'd rather not have them worry instead of enjoying the gift over his indecision. Though doubt did begin to eat away at his nerves the more that he stared at the jewelries before him. Questions begin plaguing his mind one after the other making his brows meet in frustration.

Would they even like any of these? Maybe they were too straightforward based on what he knew about them? Would they already have a plethora of similar items and prefer something new? What if they had recently changed their preferences with him unaware?

Moze lets out a disgruntled groan. The shopkeeper winces, worrying if he's somehow done something to displease the intimidating man before him (even though he's only stood there and kept to himself since presenting the items). Both of them were now comically distressed over the situation.

A moment later, Moze's phone vibrates.

Finally— his gaze averts from the assortment to fish out his phone. A message from Jiaoqiu. Target is on her way to the shopping district. He almost rolls his eyes at the term used. Although jokingly meant, still seemed quite crude considering his usual profession. Moze simply sends a single worded response before tucking the gadget back into his pocket.

With a final glance at the items, he takes a deep breath and finally chooses one. He hands it to the shopkeeper along with the strales to pay for it. The elderly man takes a relieved sigh, his shoulders sagging from the release of tension before turning to his side to neatly place it inside a box and tying a bow to keep it secure.

The moment that Moze receives it, he blends back into the shadows.

Hours later, the sun begins to set. Golden hues cast over the city to create a picturesque scene. Most of the people begin their march home to bid the day farewell. The streets are kept lit by the lamps and establishments either still open or only starting to. Moze lingers in the corner of the street as he watched the people pass him by. His mind wanders far off as he rehearses a few lines in his head over and over again. Making small changes and adding a few words every now and then. All this as he patiently awaits for a certain message—

Ding! Ding! Ding!

There it is.

He doesn't even bother checking his phone, he already knows what the content of it would be. It doesn't take long for him to make his way down the street towards a nearby restaurant. From the outside, it would seem closed. Doors shut tight while the lights of the halls are turned off, leaving it to a mystery what lies inside.

While approaching, he hears your voice.

Moze stops for a moment to spot you with Guinaifen and Sushang. There's a blindfold over your eyes while the two lead you towards the restaurant. A hand reached out to nothing as if grasping for air while Sushang held the other. Guinafen warns you about a rock you need to step over, which you oblige in making a dramatic step— despite there actually being nothing. Sushang lets out a laugh before playful chastising the street performer for her mischief. Though both of them apologize at the pout forming on your expression.

The sight has the edges of Moze's lips curling upwards. He turns his head away to enter the back of the restaurant. By the time he enters the main hall, he can hear the soft murmurs and gossip amongst the people inside. A few feet scuffle around as everyone gets in place to be ready. Hushes amongst each other echo when muffled voices can be overheard outside the restaurant. The entire hall turns silent as the doors creak open.

Light from the street lamps illuminates three frames. Sushang lets go of your arm to shut the doors closed while Guinafen makes quick work of the blindfold over your eyes. The two of them step away from you to join in with the others in the dark, leaving you to let your eyes adjust to the lack of lighting.

Both of your hands reach out before you as you call out to the two girls. You take a step— and the lights turn on, the tip of your foot getting caught in the carpet, causing you to stumble forward. A small squeal slips past your lips as you feel your body falling. Moze catches on, his body moving before he could think. It only takes a fraction of a second before he catches you.

"Happy Birthday!"

Voices synchronized in greeting. Party poppers echo throughout the room. Colorful paper confetti sway in the air. Pastel colored ornaments decorate the walls of the restaurant matched with balloons and ribbons. Dearest friends stand around with party hats over their heads.

Though details of that can come later, no? What draws your attention the most is the man right in front of you. His familiar scent fills your senses. Your face buried against his chest. Gloved hands on your shoulders to help balance you, he makes sure to avoid scratching you with the sharp steel in one hand. The steady beat of his heart is pressed against your ear.

Oh, how lovely you looked in Moze's eyes.

You tilt your head enough to meet his gaze, and it's enough for that steady heartbeat of his to falter. He swallows, fingers twitching as if to refrain himself from tucking that stray lock of hair behind your ear. In that moment, it vaguely occurs to him to give you a greeting, but all he manages to do is part his lips—

"Okay, lovebirds!" Jiaoqiu announces with a clap of his hand, "You can have your moment with her later, Moze. Settle with sharing her with us for now."

Moze furrows his brows and casts his glance at the fox for those words while you pull away with cheeks stained a pinkish hue. The others chime in to steal you away for the festivities even if for a moment. Loved ones taking turns to greet you for the special occasion as the night goes on for the celebration.

Throughout the trickling hours of the party, Moze keeps an eye on you. Catching glimpses of you speaking with the others. Opening the variety of gifts they've prepared for you. Cheering on Guinafen along with the others who perform on a makeshift stage. All of them enjoying the food and drinks laid out on the table.

In the midst of the raucous event, he catches your silhouette slipping through the crowds to make way for the stairs. Nobody seems to have noticed it just yet. The weight of the box tucked safely in his pocket urges him to follow after you. He keeps in mind to do it discreetly in hopes to have a moment with you. The fluttering of your dress just before you make turns along the building is all that he sees as he catches up without you noticing. Eventually, your path leads you to the balcony of the building.

The sight before him has him stopping in his tracks.

How kind of the moon to grace you with such elegant hues of her light. Your frame basks in the soft glow of it. Silken strands of hair shine akin to the finest silk as the evening breeze plays with wisps of your hair. There's a warm smile on your lips that's a sharp contrast to the coldness of the night. Perhaps all that was left would be a halo hanging over your head and wings to sprout behind your back for him to believe you'd secretly been a halovian this entire time. You kept your gaze on the celestial bodies painting the sky; all he could see was you.

A cold breeze rushes past, a shiver runs through your body from it. Your arms fold across your chest while the palm of your hands rub warmth into your own frame. A chuckle slips past your lips, accompanied by the fall of your expression as you mutter how you should have brought a jacket with you.

"Here," Moze snaps out of his daze to shrug off his hoodie and placing it over your shoulders. "It'll help with the cold."

You tense up at the brush of his fingers against your shoulders, your eyes wide at his sudden appearance. It takes a moment before you relax and hold the hoodie closer to you. The smile you wear seems to be wider than it was earlier as warmth begins to spread through your cheeks as well.

"Thank you." Your voice a gentle dulcet he'd never tire of. "I wasn't expecting to see you here."

"It's not expected for the celebrant to be away from the party either." Moze responds, taking his position beside you.

Your eyes flicker to the evening sky, and how beautiful it looked with all the dazzling stars and the moon full. What a lovely scene, no? And yet Moze kept his gaze steady on you. Taking in the sight of how the sky seemed to reflect in your eyes. Though he didn't want to make you uncomfortable with his staring, he looks to the sky as well. Only ever sneaking glimpses of you in your direction whenever he thinks you won't notice.

Small talk is exchanged between the two of you. Trivial events that have occurred throughout the day until now. Musing over the party that still rages on below despite the late hour. All the foods and gifts you've received are placed safely far from the crowd. Soft chuckles and easy glances are exchanged every so often. The noise of the festivities downstairs lulls into a soft hum in the background. With only the two of you in the balcony, it almost seemed like that moment was truly yours and his alone.

Moze takes in a deep breath— it falters by a fraction when you let out a hum to face him. Your eyes meet his, and somehow that's all he can think of. All the words he'd practiced the entire afternoon slipped past him like a shadow shying away from the sun. The seconds that pass by almost seem like a lifetime before he clears his throat to pull out something from his pocket.

"A gift." His tone would almost sound dull if it weren't for the hesitation in his voice.

In the palm of his hand rests a white box with a pink ribbon at the very top. He nudges it closer to you as if reassuring that it's yours to take. And you do. Your fingers brush against his as you hold the box in your hands, keeping it secure as though you're afraid the wind would steal it away from you. Moze drinks in every expression and detail that dances on your expression.

You glance back and forth between him and the gift as you tug on the end of the ribbon. Its silken material loosens and is undone swiftly, leaving only the box. Finally, you take off the lid of the box to reveal its content.

Inside rests a necklace. It was the choice Moze had made among the three earlier. The moonlight shines down on the item, casting an iridescent glow to it. Your eyes shine the same way the gems reflect the moon's glow. You lift your gaze to Moze, as if silently asking for reassurance it truly was yours and not some mistake he'd made. He nods.

It's yours.

"May I?" Moze gestures a hand over the item, gently picking it up before stepping behind you. He unclasps the hook of it and waits for you to sweep your hair aside. Once done, he places the accessory around your neck, the tips of his fingers brush against your skin. An accidental caress yet feels far too delicate and gentle to be a phantom's touch. He secures the necklace in place, tugging on it once before retracting his fingers.

He takes a step back and you tidy yourself a bit, letting your fingers feel the weight that rests on your neck. It wasn't heavy at all. Simply that the fact that the man beside you had been the one to give you such a thing was enough to remind you of its value. The pinkish hue on your cheeks resembles the dainty pearls around your neck.

How the way your face lights up makes him forget that it was still evening— Moze is unsure. All he knows is the gratitude he felt towards himself for choosing that gift for you. That you've come to appreciate such a small thing that the smile on your face was bright enough to sear itself into the back of his eyelids. So that even as he closes his eyes, he'll see this moment vividly with his eyes wide open.

Moze's feet move him closer to you before he could think better of it. His hand rests on top of yours, just right above where your racing heart resides. The back of his fingers brush against your cheek with such tenderness it could be reverent. His forehead rests against yours until your noses touch, and the warmth of his breath tickles your skin.

Close. Possibly far too close. Part of him warns to pull away lest he makes you uncomfortable. Just one more second. He almost voices out loud. Give him this one instance to be selfish. To let the growing greed in his heart that yearns for your proximity be sated just this once. Reprimand him afterwards— just don't despise him for it. His throat constricts, the words stuck in his throat. The way you look at him both serves as damnation and salvation to the man. How ironic is that? Enough to make a smile tug on his lips when he meets your gaze that is.

"Happy Birthday.”

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To the sweetest and kindest person on this hellsite! Happy Birthday, Evie! I hope you enjoyed this fic. Moze might be a little OOC but I tried my best. May you have an absolutely wonderful day ahead of you <3

I was actually stuck between putting this in your inbox or making a pdf file and sending it on disc. This was so fun to write that it shocked me seeing that it was over 2k words! I didn't think it'd be appropriate to send you that via inbox. But I don't really know how to edit on pdf to design it? Hence, I made a post abt it instead. Hope you don't mind? I'll still send you the file but it'll just be plain. Sorry!

[life-of-eris]

HOOOO BOY Phantomarine has me by the throat rn. I have... hm. Hm.

So like. This is the We Love Girl Crimes website, the Sad Little Meow-Meow Defence Brigade website. Of course we love Cheth and Cheline, these two are laser targeted for an audience who loves morally grey badasses. Both are AMAZING, in terms of both design and characterization.

But I think I like Cheline more?

Which really wasn't the case until This Page. Firstly because, well, we've seen more of Cheth! He's our call to action, he got a KILLER mini comic about his state of mind, the author has shown us what's under his sharp and snarky exterior, and it's a very sad god who feels alone but still desperately loves his charges and wants to help, even if they hate him. Mwah, wonderful.

But Cheline FUCKING HATES humans. At first I thought it was a programming issue, for lack of a better word? Like, some kids just come out fucked up, yanno. Or maybe she really was The Devil. But like, fuck dude, I wouldn't want to be the caretaker of the things that killed my siblings either! Of course she fucking hates people! Of course she has utter contempt for the species that destroyed her family. It's a little weird that Cheth leaves it at fucking with the dead, frankly, he could be So Much Worse than just kinda... Being spooky to people on boats?

Because here's the thing. That kind of bone-deep (heh) hatred comes from a place of love. Cheline loved her siblings. Even Cheth, I think! Six dead, and Cheth was getting too friendly! In a twisted sort of way I can totally see how shattering him seemed like the better option at the time. He won't be around, they can never be as close as they were again, but he's not DEAD. And so what if she has to kill a few meat bags and tell some lies to keep it that way, her brother is orders of magnitude more important than the Odious Fucks she has to keep churning out. They'll make more. It's fine.

It's been heavily implied that Pavel has a spooky resemblance to one of the dead gods, right down to the name. And Cheline is looking for excuses not to hurt him, even though it's in her best interest to Get Rid of That Fucking Thing as soon as possible. She's bantering with his mom, showboating a little, having a smoke break while all of her plans may be falling apart at that very moment to spend time with a mortal she claims to hate. Until a couple of pages ago, she even seemed to be enjoying watching Vanna puzzle things out. Until the half-breed was mentioned.

And even though it WAS a reasonable guess to make, given the info Vanna had, Cheline just UNLOADS all of this fucking, ancient elder lore, things that have been forgotten for five thousand years, things we the audience and presumably the people of that world have no POSSIBLE way to know, because fuck THAT ONE in particular! Fuck her corpse and fuck her memory! And it's such a violent reaction- Cheline, I think, is even more emotional than Cheth, and in a way I think that kind of implies that when she loves, she loves with all she's got, to the point of destruction.

Anyway this has been a very long and rambling way to say that Cheline tickles the same part of my brain that Lucretia Taz did, and I cannot WAIT to find out of her expression in that last panel is "ah shit I may have gotten away from myself" or "that's right worm you fucked up!" Both are FUCKING AWESOME, I LOVE CHELINE SO MUCH

[honourablejester]

PF2e Character Concept – Archaeologist Rogue

Guess who this was inspired by? Since I’ve been talking about Jonathan Carnahan recently. Heh. Though this will be more loosely inspired than an actual attempt to create the character in Pathfinder. We’re just going to take the idea of a charming and loyal pickpocket with some scholarly backing behind him, and go from there.

As for why PF2e, mostly for the archaeologist archetype, but also because Osirion is right there? Golarion has a straight-up Ancient Egypt analogue sitting pretty in northern Garund, so we might as well use it!

So. Our class is obviously going to be Rogue, and given that the main thing that Jonathan repeatedly does to the benefit all is pickpocket people, we’ll be taking the Thief racket (Scoundrel is a possibility, if we wanted to lean more on the charming angle, but thievery usually works better for Jonathan, so we’ll go Thief). And to hone in on that … If we want a background that will give us the Pickpocket feat, we could go Street Urchin, but I rather like Hounded Thief from Guns & Gears. Because the premise of that background is that you stole a ‘unique item from a strange individual’ and now you have the creeping feeling that you’ve drawn eyes because of it. So, for example, possibly we stole a mysterious strangely-shaped amulet from a strange person, and it might turn out that it’s the key to a magical tomb in the desert? Just spitballing here. Heh.

For ancestry … Okay. If we want an ancestry that is smart, fast, well-travelled, loyal, communal, curious, and inveterate hoarders … I mean. He’s got to be a Ratfolk, no? That might sound cruel or on-the-nose, that the thief is a rat, but ysoki are loyal, love their families, love travel, and just enjoy collecting things. Like shiny things. But that’s besides the point! *grins* Let’s go with the Desert Rat heritage, and say we’re actually from Osirion, or possibly Katapesh. For our languages, we’ll take Common, Ysoki, and Ancient Osirion, because our little scholarly thief has always been interested in the ancient empire (and its mysterious treasure-filled tombs).

Our starting stats will be a +4 to Dexterity, a +2 to Constitution and Charisma, a +1 to Intelligence, and a +0 to Wisdom and Strength. We’ll primarily be levelling those first four, but at some point we’ll try to boost our Wisdom for Perception in there.

For skills, we’ll start with Stealth, Thievery and Underworld Lore, and then 7 more, plus 1 for our Int modifier, and 1 because we doubled up on Thievery between the Thief Racket and Hounded Thief. So we’re also going to take Deception, Intimidation, Diplomacy, Society, Survival, Acrobatics, Medicine and Crafting because they’re handy, and then Lore: Ancient Osirion. Taking the Archaeologist dedication feat at Level 2 will auto-bump Society and Thievery to Expert, and we’ll bring at the very least Stealth and Deception all the way up with them.

For feats, we’re definitely going to focus around stealth, theft and deception, stuff that will get us out of trouble if at all possible. Subtle Theft, Multilingual, Charming Liar, Fleeing Diversion, Slippery Prey, Swift Sneak, Kip Up, etc. Amusingly, there are a couple of feats, one a rogue feat (Mug, on attacking) and one an acrobatics/thievery skill feat (Tumbling Theft, on tumbling past), that let you rob enemies in combat, which is my favourite Jonathan move, so we’ll definitely snag at least one of those. From the archaeologist archetype, I also definitely want Scholastic Identification, to let our boy decipher those important ancient arcane text at key moments. Heh. Also Magical Scholastics so he can cast Detect Magic and hopefully figure out if something is cursed before he picks it up.

So. We have a cheerfully light-fingered ratty rogue who grew up in the desert and fell in love with the romance of an ancient empire and the tombs buried under the sands. Nahan, a charming and loyal and ever-so-slightly greedy Ysoki Rogue, who got into some slight trouble when he stole a very particular object from a mysterious stranger.

[itsgirlcraft]

I just spent 2 hours trying to explain my RQ Roleswap AU for my last Stevetember post haha-

Buttttt ofc I rambled so much it got confusing yayyy

SO!! Here's the uncut version! I have simply Too Much Lore and Even More Time! I hadn't even gotten into how he found out abt the multiverse through Shattered Time or TFC's relation with the roleswap or the multiverse curse and the roleswap! There's So Much! (Pain. I will never be able to explain it all)

This AU is more or less about changing unrecognizably, healing, fate/repeating history, and loops. It all begins after Sabre has spent years alone with Origin, teaching him and growing together. Sabre had changed over the years - into his god form, with wings and animalistic legs and antlers upon which crystals grow. His first god form is mostly green and white. Technically, he has 3 god forms and 3 "mortal" forms.

Origin had started creating the Steves, and becoming an independent young man. Sabre knew he wouldn't need his guidance much longer, and he couldn't reveal his true identity to the first Steves. But he hoped, maybe, something may come along and take him away. The loop, age, something. Nothing came - he realized he had to do the leaving. He worked towards creating a portal, which would close behind him. Somewhere unknown.

He wound up in the RQ Roleswap timeline - in episode 32, aka the pig episode. So already partway through the first season. He retained all his memories - and so he knew what had to do. He had to change history, and change everyone's fate. Most importantly...Orange Steve's. He can't let this all fall down again. He had to unite them all, before bringing about any heroes. He had to support everyone, give everyone room to breathe, treat them all with the love they may not deserve, but that they need. He needed to greet the world with open arms.

Heh, Epic reference :>

Anyways, yeah. That's the basis of the AU - Sabre uses his memories/experience (and carefully constructed journals) to change fate and lead with love. He goes on to warn the Steves of the future, their fates, and their choice to follow it or not. Despite his new outlook on life, he knows he isn't perfect - his past haunts his every calculated move. He tries to just experience reality as it is, but slowly that alienates him in a different way - people are so surprised to hear his thoughts behind all of it that many look up to him. All he really wants is to give everyone a choice in their fate - even his enemies - and appreciate what he has, and had, in this moment. And that mindful, kind mindset puts some people in awe.

Even before he regained his god form, Sabre was already put on a pedestal he tried to jump off of repeatedly. It's not to seem humble - he genuinely doesn't want this power, this gift of second life. But he'd never waste it - he can't let them fall again. One of his greatest accomplishments, in his opinion, is his ever-growing library of stories. Of journals others have given him, his own observations and notes, and of history books detailing stories long gone. He wants to tell everyone's story, and his library is the most important thing to him (in that sense). A daring dream that he has witnessed so much success with. He takes no interest in censorship or revealing secrets, only to make sure they are remembered. Every one of them, every person he meets, every path he has followed.

Near the end of the "main plot" of the roleswap timeline, Sabre locked up Origin (who is in TFC's role) in more chains, refusing to listen to his call. But, eventually, he starts to drift back to the past...if only his old friends could see he's finally saved them, finally been a real hero for once.

Soul and Corruption, the swaps of Time and Elemental, decide to work together to give Sabre a gift: a portal, that they hope takes Sabre back to his home timeline. He's so so excited! A chance to show that he didn't waste his new life! It lands him in the middle of the Rainbow Kingdom just before og Soul/Corrupt attempted a seige with the Darkness, aka episode 144. It takes some convincing to get RQ Light to let them stay - as not only did Soul/Corrupt come with, but so did Orange Steve, who became the 3rd hero....Void.

In the roleswap timeline, Sabre looks more like Shadow Sabre, while Crystal Sabre (the Shabre of the timeline) is brightly colored. The crystals replace the darkness, being amalgamations of infectious gems, so bright they can set things ablaze with sunlight. Sigils are the new crystals, being darker colored just like the main color Steves. In this world, the shadows are comforting and kind, while the light is deadly and violent. (Though no, they aren't really nocturnal...I might change that eventually). Naturally, the Steves have dark skin tones and eyes, looking all too much like the darkness infected. Similar can be said of the og timeline in comparison to the Crystal infected, though ofc the infections are a lot more frightening. You could consider it to be the first stage of infection, I guess.

In the roleswap timeline, there is a specific set of swaps, that change how Sabre is recieved in the og timeline. It goes like this: Prof. Red, Rainbow Red. Void, Rainbow. Soul/Corrupt, Time/Elemental. Assistant Steve, Hypno. The First Curse, Origin. Galaxy, Nightmare. Ultra, Chaos. Faceless, Great Librarian, Ghost. Shadow, Sabre. Sigils, Crystals, Darkness. (For trios, just move them one to the right, that's the role they take on)

This goes beyond Rainbow Quest itself. Twisted Rainbow and Steve Legends are affected, too. There are two TR roleswap timelines. The first one, which TR Shadow/Elite ends up in, only switches he and Sabre's roles. The second one is a semi-shitpost idea turned canon and is completely wild. Btw, the first name takes the second name's role. It goes: Shadow, The Great One. TFC, Sabre. Sabre, Twisted. Twisted, M. Prof. Red, Hypno. M, TFC. (Yeah, that last one was intentionally an insane choice). TR is also the only universe whose roleswap still has normal Color Steves, simply because Twisted/Darkness is already an important motif/split as it is.

Sabre's, the main, FIRST Sabre's, story is split into several acts. Act 1: changing fate, where he repeats RQ with a new ending. Act 2: old friends, where he returns to the og timeline, and defeats TFC/swap Origin with his newest god form. Act 3: reliving history, where Sabre mentors Colle through his swapped timeline. Act 4: domain expansion, in which Sabre discovers the multiverse and is determined to save EVERYONE from evil. Act 5: returning home, in which Sabre, now caring for a whole multiverse, finally creates a portal to Earth, but has he changed too much? Act 6: doubled over, another shitpost idea made canon, in which Sabre gets stuck in a version of the RQ timeline which has both the og and swap versions, where the world is changing quickly, mimicking the og story, and where Sabre's desire to give everyone a choice in fate is tested.

I've had the AU for awhile before I listened to Epic, but the musical has inspired me to create for it, as well as consider the overarching themes!! So the first drawing, the dual timeline "mortal" form, is basically Sabre at the end of the au, as he becomes a fused form of the swap and og timelines' versions of himself. His crazy outfit is made of bits and bobs from people he meets, sometimes he adds stuff inspired by people around him, but a lot is just gifts he's recieved. He has a goopy Darkness horn and a sharp crystal horn, and a fluffy colorful tail and a sharp black tail. His eyes depict his former infection of crystals/darkness.

Drawing 2, in the upper right with Sabre's arms out in front of him, is meant to be him midway thru act 1. Where he willingly infects himself with the crystals, which are like the darkness, in order to be able to fight Rainbow (who created the infectious crystals, aka the Void of the timeline). Crystal/Shadow Sabres would probably be saying the lyrics to him.

Drawing 3, with the big barrier sigil over Sabre and the Steves, is based on act 6 of the au. He gets the Hypbo variants to help him create the barrier sigil to keep the Steves from changing unexpectedly due to the strange nature of their timeline (its Complicated, but the world is basically changing in accordance w/ the og timeline w/o anyone doing anything). This barrier, as well as the smaller, jewelry-based variants, protects them from time/space basically going by quickly. However, Sabre's insistence on keeping everyone from changing can be seen as almost manipulative, which is why he's saying the lyrics there. He can't give them the choice, not when the world is changing them without them actually doing anything. But by keeping them inside the barrier, he's refusing to let them experience it. So uh...yeah. Complicated.

Also...here, have this drawing of god form Sabre. Enjoy. I guess.

[scarameownya]

oh my gosh nick i was reading through your reblog about niko being an inventor and was so invested reading your tags ( wrio being in charge of his money until he was an adult heh ) — but also have ended up with a question heh ^^; what’s his favourite inventions been thus far? doesn’t have to be the most useful but even just the ones he favours the design of etc.

me: digging for more niko lore when you spoil us as is! LOL 😈

vanily !!!!! (get it cause it stands for vana, i love u -> vanily--//slap)

and omg i could say so much abt this question-- without a doubt, its his partner in crime mekal !! his first invention and the one invention he puts the most heart into-- mekal is fused with a bit of his vision power (i still dont know how to work it out but shhh) and thats why mekal was able to have individual thoughts and is his own person ! (similar to how ppl's elemental skill has like those plushies or dolls, yknow ?)

another thing abt mekal is that he made him with aarush-- its was his first bonding moment with someone he considered kin back then (still now actually !!) and is niko's prime caretaker after aarush was "killed"

all in all, mekal is really, REALLY important to him, its why he almost popped a vein when wanderer said he'd have destroyed him when they first met HQNDJSJDSJFJ

[jadelotusflower]

Stargate rewatch: 2x05 Need

I'm going to say upfront that I don't really love this episode. But it's lore-important, revealing up the adverse affects of using the sarcophagus.

It's inevitable that in sci-fi shows, particularly long running ones such as Stargate, that the level of advanced technology obtained in-universe becomes a problem for the writing staff. You have to keep your characters in reasonable jeopardy, but you have to play within the established world where there seem to be easy solutions to all their problems. To avoid this, it will often be a case of one step forward two steps back - a new ally will be killed off, a new technology will be taken or our heoroes will be forced to leave it behind, it's all standard tv stuff.

In this case it's the sarcophagus, established in the film as literally able to resurrect the dead, and therefore obtaining one would be a huge win for the SGC, and a big priority. They dealt with this in Hathor by shooting the thing up, but it was inevitable that they'd come across another so there has to be some other reason they can't use it, otherwise anytime someone with in mortal peril the audience would ask 'why don't they use a sarcophagus?'.

The Solution? Sarcophagus use = drugs. Oh, and it makes you evil.

Written by Robert C Cooper (with Damian Kindler as co-story credit, his first of the series) and directed by David Warry-Smith.

SG-1 watch a naquadah delivery ceremony, and we get a stock shot of a pyramid and mine that will be reused many times over the seasons.

They follow a hooded figure into the forest to the edge of a cliff, where Jack articulates that she’s going to jump, but does nothing.

Daniel’s the only one who takes action to stop this suicide attempt, but in doing so gets them all captured.

The would-be jumper is Princess Shyla, her father is Pyrus the God Slayer, who overthrew the Goa'uld and took his place but still forces the populace to mine the naquadah and send through the Stargate.

Sam reveals she can now sense the presence of a Goa'uld, also a vital lore moment.

Daniel apologises for their predicament, and while I get that Daniel needs to rein in the impulsiveness, the insinuation that he should totally have let someone leap to their death is a bit weird.

The Goa'uld who once ruled the planet is never named, and we never see this symbol again as far as I know. There are carvings on the wall behind the sarcophagus, but I don't know enough about the art style or god form to make a refined guess what culture they were aiming at.

"You know, I've seen an awful lot of union violations around here, I should probably speak to your supervisor." Heh, I love it when Jack gets sassy with the Jaffa. This Jaffa however gets sassy back, sarcastically asking about Jack's leg in response to an earlier quip that he couldn't kneel because of his ACL (an inside reference to RDA's knee problems).

SG1 attempt to escape, but Daniel gets smooshed by falling rocks (like father like son). However, since Sam specifically says that he's alive, this doesn't go on the Daniel Death Tally, but he does get treated in the sarcophagus for the third time.

Shyla showing Daniel the trees as a marvel only to realise that he has seen them on other worlds is a nice in-joke that they have and will shoot in this Vancouver forest many, many times.

Shyla also tells Daniel that he's her destiny, and that she was going to jump off the cliff because she feared her promised lover from beyond the sun would never arrive, and lo and behold, he saves her life. Daniel is appropriately disturbed, and under ordinary circumstances this would probably be the point he'd go "sorry, I'm married," but he's in a bit of a precarious position, knowing that Shyla essentially holds the lives of Jack, Sam, and Teal'c in her hand, and puncturing her delusions would end very badly for all of them.

So off Daniel tots to explain the situation, and they're understandably less than pleased he can't spring them yet.

"Surprisingly difficult to kill you, isn't it?" Oh Jack, you don't know the half of it.

I actually don't mind this gown - it's the headpiece that ruins the look. I get what they were going for with the asymmetry but it's still ugly.

Pyrus reveals he's over 700 years old thanks to the sarcophagus, which explains why he's such a jerk. Daniel hasn't yet honed his diplomacy skills, and his lack of tact makes things worse, giving Shyla even more power over the the situation as the intermediary between him and Pyrus. She kisses Daniel and when he pulls away, manipulates him into going back into the sarcophagus.

It's unclear how much Shyla's mind has been altered by the sarcophagus - she hasn't used it to extend her life, and it's clear she's aware of its addictive properties, but is her amorality a consequence of sarcophagus use or is she just a rotten person who would get someone hooked on drugs so they'll be romantically pliable? We never actually see her use it, just encourage others to, and that she was intending to commit suicide does indicate an altered or depressed mental state which could be interpreted either way (either she don't use it regularly and therefore doesn't get the constant euphoria from it, or she does use it and was in that moment feeling withdrawal symptoms that sent her to the cliff rather than back to get another hit).

Days later, Daniel is high on sarc and hair gel, completely oblivious to his friend's distress and proselytizing the benefits, including that he no longer needs his glasses. Given he has a very loose relationship with wearing them anyway, you can see how the others are not impressed.

"No you look, Jack. I have got everything under control, okay? God, you never show me any respect. Your way didn't work. Now I'm handling it." An interesting question is how exactly it affects Daniel - stripping away his inhibitions and sense of morality as his only focus becomes another go in the sarc and the euphoria it brings, and yet there's the sense that there are some real, buried emotions bubbling to the surface. On some level, Daniel does believe that Jack doesn't respect him and resents his brute force approach, but while usually this might only frustrate him, under the influence of the sarc it's focused and weaponised.

Sam's memories of Jolinar indicate the Tok'ra don't use the sarcophagus because it takes ones "Kalesh" i.e. soul, likely derived from the Ancient Egyptian concept of "Ka" being a vital essence or life force.

"The man who would be king." Jack the Sean Connery fan checks out.

Keeping Sam in frame to give Daniel the side-eye as he kisses Shyla goodbye was a great directorial choice.

"We had a nice time sir. Carter picked up some naquadah, Teal'c made some new friends, as always. Daniel got engaged." I generally find the "girl on every planet" fixation by fandom to be off putting, but this is a nice Jack line in context.

Speaking of, Sam is the one that finally points out Daniel already has a wife, and as a fan of Sha're and the Daniel/Sha're relationship this is a hard episode. On the one hand it's clear that it isn't so much Shyla that Daniel can't get out of his head but the sarcophagus, on the other hand the dismissive way he speaks of Sha're is terrible, and so contrary to Daniel's character. At this stage of the show he has two consuming passions: the pursuit of knowledge and finding Sha're, that they both would be wholly replaced with his need for the sarcophagus shows just how much his mind has been altered.

"And even if I find Sha're one day, what are the chances she's ever going to be the same again?" However, like his blowing up at Jack, there's probably a kernel of truth here - deep down in a place Daniel doesn't want to admit or address, he does fear that Sha're is irrevocably lost to him, and that he can never go back to that happy life he had with her. Shanks's delievery of this line is nuanced as well, where he has to force himself to say Sha're's name and it almost seems in that infinitesimal moment he might snap out of it.

But he doesn't, and accuses Sam of never knowing what love is, to which she responds that the Daniel she knows would never say such a thing. I think she's right, and in this case rather than revealing an uninhibited, genuine thought Daniel is instead using a false but targeted cruelty because he can't let himself listen to her reason.

I always find drug rage/withdrawal scenes difficult to watch.

But Jack talks him down, and there is a nice comforting hug. Jack also crucially backs up the recovered Daniel's suggestion that they return to Shyla's planet to try and free the people there from slavery (and get Earth access to the naqudah mine). It's a nice moment when he tells Hammond he wants Daniel back on the team.

Shyla destroys the sarcophagus pretty readily, which indicates to me she can't have been too much in its thrall. Although perhaps it affects people differently, and some are more susceptible to its negative energy than others, because Daniel went off the deep end very quickly from very short term use while Shyla - though manipulative - doesn't show the same heightened behaviour. Although perhaps her negative traits of cunning have been amplified, while Daniel's personality already leans towards the manic. Or, the sarcophagus affects Daniel more because it was used to literally raise him from the dead the first time, and to heal mortal injuries the next two times, and so he got mega doses of the tech, hooking him onto it more effectively.

Shyla does at least show some remorse over what she did, and hopefully goes on to abdicate her throne and allow the people her father subjugated to form a fairer governing system.

I think we can assume the SGC does get access to the naquadah and maintains diplomatic relations with the planet. So...happy ending I guess?

[topaz-mutiny]

I want to go to bed but tha episode has given me SO MANY THOUGHTS (I desparately will need to rewatch it bc goddamn)

With the elemental-side of Ashton's history, we got full confirmation that they are the child of Efterin, who was confirmed to be shown directions to an artifact of power by the Tree of Atrophy, because he was destined to take that shard (and I guess the tree just made it easier for him to find, heh), and this artifact ended up being a Shard of Ka'Mort, the Empress of Earth (minor thought but did Ashton consider themselves an enby before, or after, the catastrophe?).

The Tree showed Efterin his destiny, but Efterin was so arrogant that he assumed or tried to force that destiny unto himself, which resulted in the destruction of the Hishari and enfusing his son with the Shard of Ka'Mort and transforming him from a half-elf (other half still an unknown (ish. I know of a 4SD Tal said Aasimar but I'll wait for in-game lore drops)) into an Earth Genasi.

There are two sides left to Ashton. His mother, as mysterious as she is, and of course, the dunamancy sealed inside his brain (side note: I kept getting really annoyed at random C2 fans trying to copium that everything about Ash is Oops All Luxon when it's been clear for a while the elemental and titan stuff is completely separate, but I digress). It's pooooosible that we might be able to get a peek at the dunamancy but based on how they got rushed out of that scene I'm starting to doubt it.

Speaking of that ending, APPARENTLY SOMEONE THINKS BELLS HELLS IS IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO SCRY ON AND IT WAS SOMEONE THE TREE DIDN'T LIKE.

And unlike the M9 they have no possible route to take to block that shit. No Sasparillas here. That is some goddamn paranoia fuel. WHOMST. HOW MUCH DID THEY SEE. HAVE THEY SEEN BEFORE. DID THEY SEE THEM DOING SHENANIGANS ON A GHOST SHIP. WILL THEY SURPRISE-GANK THE PARTY AT THE WORST MOMENT.

[aeoni-sw]

oc art, nothing related to Underworld Office

Click image for *slightly* better quality

His name's Watcher

all the fandoms that were important to building my childhood self are slowly arising

AEONI McYapperton Storywriter (yap session/lore drop) ↓

"You wake up in an office chair. Giant monitors are lined against the walls, displaying what seems to be levels. It feels someone's watching you. You spin around, seeing a figure in the distance bathed in the blue light."

-My old notes

This is an oc that I made from the Backrooms fandom

my childhood was wack, alright? I was back to back with Underworld Office and the Backrooms and Animal Jam and all that

But anyways, basic things about him is that he's a worker for this said Backrooms industry/institution/idk called M.E.G. I think? I forgot, anyways

He's also gone through a few name changes, including "Monsutā," "Morrigan," "Infection Watcher," yada yada. I just settled on Watcher, because, uhm. Eyes. Yeah.

He's an older brother to this other oc called Jikken (yes that's experiment in Japanese, younger me thought Japanese was a cool language and named my ocs after what they are)

Watcher's past relations included Jikken (obviously) as his younger brother (don't ask where their parents are, idk either), Jikan (surprisingly not related to Jikken) was Watcher's friend before he no-clipped to the Backrooms, and some random co-workers that also researches the backrooms with him (including Chandler Sveign, I'll talk about them later..)

"Where is Jikken?" A SHORT-STORY EXPLANATION AS TO WHERE WATCHER'S BROTHER IS:

Watcher works in an office if he doesn't have any Backrooms patrols he had to do that month, researching the Backrooms and collecting all he could find about the enigmatic place.

He comes back from work, though the door is ajar. Immediately barging in, he sees the house absolutely trashed, showing obvious signs of struggle and resistance.

Jikken was gone. Missing posters lined the streets. Panic bubbled in his throat. He's looked everywhere. He failed to protect him.

SO BASICALLY... how do I sum up his story... I'mma mix in what I remember and ideas that make sense to his backstory

So like... A month or so after Jikken's gone missing, Watcher goes over to his friend's workplace, which at the time was a clinic.

The clinic was closed, Jikan preparing his things. The door creaks open, Watcher appearing. He gently closes the door, slumping down to the floor with a long sigh.

"I might go back," he mutters.

Jikan was fully alert now, putting aside his bag. He stares down at Watcher, shaking his head and quickly responding, "No, didn't you say it yourself? It's dangerous there."

"I know," Watcher hisses back, tossing a glare to Jikan. "but with Jikken gone and patrols soon coming up, I might as well stay."

"Stay?! You—" Jikan notices Watcher's gaze waver. He groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "—You dim-witted idiot..." He puts a firm hand on Watcher's shoulder. "Listen here, [Watcher's past name before he became Watcher], I better see you come back. Promise?"

Watcher stares down at his own hands. "...I can't make any more promises," he whispers, memories dancing around the echoing chambers of his mind.

"You've gotta solemnly swear!" he laughs, holding out his pinky. "Promise that you and I will always be with each other, even without Mom and Dad?"

"Promise."

After a long moment of silence, Jikan takes his hand off Watcher's shoulder, standing up. "No promises then. I wish you the best of luck, friend."

Watcher looks up at Jikan, smiling. "Thanks. I'll... see you until then."

damn I'm in a good writing mood, anyways

Watcher was obviously a normal person before all this weird backrooms stuff, so he had a normal name

But, over time, he kinda.. forgot, lol

I'll explain (heh... This is where Chandler comes in)

Watcher is set into a patrol of... Let's say, 4 people, including him? It's a simple task: explore the backrooms. Well, the backrooms isn't simple, so haha, I lied to you. There'd this Level called Level ! (THIS WAS BEFORE THE FLICKER INCIDENT HAPPENED IN THE BACKROOMS) where one of the people didn't make it and got mauled to death by the many entities in the hallway :)

The second person to die was by a Hound, maybe got eaten or transformed, who knows, I forgot.

THEN, well... While trying to outrun entities in Level 1, only Chandler and Watcher remained. I forgot how it goes, but it's either...

A) Watcher self sacrifices himself and uses himself as a lure to allow Chandler to run and go to The Hub to report back all the info they've collected

B) Chandler leaves Watcher for dead in the horde

C) In the chaos of it all, they split up from each other

what I do remember is that Watcher rushes into a room, a square room, with a gaping hole that's been ripped in the floor. It's just. There. There's faint blue light from below, and a few broken off pipes to climb down or some thick wires.

Younger me made him jump down there and expected him to survive, but for the sake of realism I added some pipes and thick wires to this said hole in the floor.

Anyways, he climbs down carefully, rolling onto the floor. It wasn't that bad of a drop at least.

It's a hallway, though the ceiling reaches to... About as tall as a warehouse building? The hallway length is around the average length of a school hallway. This main area branches off to other hallways, similar to this one. The walls and floor are a pure black, the various monitors on the wall casting a dull blue light. Office tables and chairs are scattered in each of the hallways in this unknown level.

...Yes this is a rip off Level of some of the other observation levels, but SHH... no one needs to know

Displayed on the monitors are other levels. There's as many monitors as there are levels in the backrooms, so basically, lots of monitors and lots of hallways. Most of the main ones are in the main hallway where the hole in the ceiling is.

BACK TO WATCHER

Watcher's obviously very confused and disoriented, and did I mention he did NOT EAT??

He explores for a long while, desperately digging around the office tables to find something. Anything. He finds some Almond Water, which HELL YEAH DRINK THE SANITY JUICE YOU NEED IT MY GUY!!

oh god did I mention that he learned how to go through the monitors at some point? no? well now i did

Yeah so that's how he "no-clips" into other levels, gets his shit together, and escape

Except, he doesn't. He doesn't want to leave that hall of monitors for longer than needed. Watcher feels the burning need to be there, or else it gnaws at his chest like a disease.

WHIIICH is one of the reasons why in one of his older versions, he's named "Infection Watcher."

He has this kind of... Infection thingy..? Basically he infects people involuntarily, like you would with any other transmittable disease. I might get rid of this concept though because idfk how that works and I kinda forgot

God hold on, I have more... Lemme dig

CURRENT RELATIONS:

Elliot "Lamplight" Lockwood - A boy that stumbled into Watcher's Level the same way he did. He's been infected, though has some human remnants such as part of his face and hand. He has a lamp tail to guide lost Wanderers throughout dark levels.

Tīru "Charge" - A certain interviewer with a charger tail who managed to get herself in the Backrooms. She intended to find out everything herself. Curiosity kills the cat interviewer, but satisfaction he brought it back. She resides in a special level that's mainly accessed if you noclip through a wall with some sort of outlet in it.

Chandler Sveign - They never met again ever since the incident. Though, maybe one day. Watcher observes them through the monitors sometimes, they seem more on edge now. What was the word..? A hollow shell of their former self.

Kiera "Starkeeper" Starveling - dude I don't even know, probably another infected gal. I just have this written down in my notes :sob:

Dream Watcher - uh... so... idk either. I do know that she resides in the "clouds" and uh... She's a statue?? don't ask man, younger me had the best imagination

END OF YAP SESSION

have a bite of my thoughts.

thabk you for coming to my Ted talk

[swallowtail-ageha]

Now Miquella for the character meme:)

Super late LOL but yesterday i was so exhausted that i had been forced to go to sleep at a normalish hour

Favorite thing about them his in game arc. I was always in the party of "he was a well intentioned person who is gonna go thru a damnation arc" in the dlc and did it deliciously deliver. I am absolutely obsessed with how his crosses imply what he was feeling like during his whole journey in the lands of shadow (ex the i throw away my fears bit)

Least favorite thing about them the promised consort radahn stuff it just makes him BORING i get yadda yadda parallels w marika n godfrey but also. Sometimes parallels arent enough especially when you're retconning established lore

Favorite line "here i abandon my love" its just so aaaagh. Thats the moment where he became doomed! Like. Aaagh. That's his Despair Event Horizon. He threw away what he never should have thrown because he thought it was the only way to make things work

brOTP if seen in a non-incestuous way, with malenia. Otherwise as i've already said wasnt a father figure but he did Care. And miquella cared back with the whole eclypse plan. Recently i really also like the idea of possible messmer and miquella interactions. He'd 100% be disgusted at him as a person but also i feel like he'd leverage his little brother status against him. Fun dynamic heh. Maybe also miquella and leda i dont think he was particularly close to her but also he did take pity on her and tried to Help in his way

OTP malmiq obv for the same reasons listed in the malenia answer i am soo normal about them (lying). Partial to mohgmiq

nOTP i.. surprisingly enough? Don't have them with him? Like yeah promised consort radahn pisses me off fundamentally on a narrative level but the dynamic in a vacuum is interesting and i actually like fanarts of it lol. I think in general he's a character who can bounce off really well with several different dynamics so i am not against any type of ship involving him

Random headcanon he's actually a really skilled gardener! It's a hobby he had since he was a really small child. His favourite plant is foxglove

Unpopular opinion i really really dislike the idea that he charmed mohg before getting coccooned. It just. Really doesnt make sense to me? Timeline and character wise? I also hate when people say that he was evil all along and call him a griffith refefence no. Learn to read something outside of berserk which btw you're also grossly misinterpreting

Song i associate with them Notos by the oh hellos! Something something abandoning all of your important things in order to become Something Greater and then feeling desolated in the aftermath

Favorite picture of them uuuh the statue with him and malenia getting hugged by godwyn. The fact that there are so many of them up in the haligtree is. Sobs

[candycoatedrox]

this is gonna be wayyyyyy too long to put in the tags lmao

most of them don't have much of an out-of-universe reason and a few don’t have in-universe reasons either but here goes:

Wade, Neri, Sereia, Aukai (OOC): when i was first making my ocs i just scrolled down a list of names that meant water and went until i found one that just sounded right. when i was looking for a new name for Neri (their original name was Kairi), i just followed the same principle

Wade (IC): not really much of a reason, but her moms definitely have a water-related-nouns thing going on. their sister's name is Bay lol

Atlas (OOC): It Just Came To Me when i was rebooting my lore... actually the one that just came to me was Atla, but i looked up the meaning for it and the meaning was something along the lines of "mother" and i was like ewwww. so instead i went with Atlas 👍

Atlas (IC): Eight chose the name Atlas for herself shortly after reaching the surface. while practicing her inklish she came across the word, and it stuck with her. she chose it because she had traveled far and wanted to explore more of the world, so she thought its meaning relating to maps was fitting :)

V (OOC): okay so, V was developed from this "character" i had called "the Voice" who was at the time the extremely underdeveloped concept of what if agent 3 still had tartar's voice in his head haha, wouldn't that be fun. when i actually decided to turn it into its own character i had a lot of basic lore to set up, and one day i was writing down my ideas in my sketchbook. i remember thinking "ugh, it's gonna be so annoying to have to write 'the voice' out every time, i should just shorten it to the first letter for convenience." and then i wrote "v" in one sentence and physically stopped writing and stared at it for a moment. and i was like damn. that kind of bangs actually i should make that its actual name

V (IC): pretty similar to the OOC reason. wade calls it "the voice" before realizing it's an actual person, and when they finally properly meet wade asks if it has an actual name and it says no. so he offers to call it V to keep it simple. yeah

Echo (OOC): Echo as a second name for V also kind of Just Came To Me when rebooting my lore but this time i have actual reasons for it that i didn't come up with afterwards. it's an echo of tartar, it's an echo of humanity, it's a voice echoing in wade's head, it feels like it's only an echo of the people around it. also bonus that i only realized later, it unintentionally fits into a naming pattern that i can't talk about because it's got spoilers for my side order. [pats v on the head] this thing can fit so much symbolism in it

Echo (IC): Wade and Echo come up with its second name together, a while after they really become friends. it feels a little bit like the name V still ties it to that identity of "the voice," which it thinks of as just tartar's vessel... but it also does really like the name V, and Wade gave it that name when he didn't even know it at all, and that's really important to it (not that it'd ever admit that out loud). so they come up with a second name as a compromise. it still goes by both about equally, but it just likes having a second name :)

Kenji "Ji" (OOC): honestly i do not remember my original reason for naming him Kenji at all, but i didn't like that i had a japanese character with a name i didn't really know what it meant, so a few months ago i actually found a meaning of the name 剣次 (kenji) that i really thought fit him. 剣 (ken) can mean sword/blade and 次 (ji) can mean next/following. i thought it was fitting because she's the second agent 3 -- following wade -- and she mains splatana heh. also i don't have a reason for having him go by Ji i just liked it tbh

Lex (OOC): It Just Came To Me tbh. lex has honestly had like 2-3 different names since i made her, i couldn't find one that felt quite right for a while. they were Rowan for a few months, then i decided that didn't fit, then i think they had another name for a couple weeks that i can't remember, and then i finally decided on Lex. their full name is Alexis and Lexi is also acceptable, btw, for anyone who's wondering

Why is your OC named what they're named? Is there a different reason in-universe than out-of-universe?

[psylockexs]

Hidden facts Pt.1

At the group's house...

Thanks to the psychic message Morgyn left for the guys, they located the bathhouse and retrieved him from there. There was no sign of Olive whatsoever; no clothes, jewelry, not even a magic signature. Nothing was left of her.

Morgyn lay asleep for the next 22 hours. Lorelei, Mikhail and Nico took it in turns to watch over him. Every few moments, there was a spasm of energy emanating from him. His body was still struggling with the raw energy Olive had dumped into him. It was trying to burst out from his body, but it was probably Morgyn's sheer willpower keeping it inside.

Mikhail, in particular, kept an even closer watch than the others. Something had been bothering him about Morgyn for the last 3 weeks, but he couldn't place what it was. Everything about Morgyn was changing, and the way he was changing was eerily similar to something Mikhail experienced. The vampire focused harder than before as he searched around Morgyn's mind again. Same as before; a cloud of purplish energy overflowing inside of him...and...something else. But before Mikhail could try and see it, whatever he felt basically kicked him out 😦.

Mik: groans in pain Shit...

Niko: Daijōbu? (You ok?)

Mik: Mmmf...think so. Never been kicked out of a mind before.

Niko: Kicked out? How? Usually you're the one doing the kicking.

Mik: Yeah. That's what I'm saying. inhales deeply There's something inside him alongside whatever Olive stuffed him with. Something I've seen before but I can't get to it.

Niko: Hm. Maybe Lore should look in his head?

Mik: I don't think so. I don't doubt her, but she doesn't have the full grasp of her stuff yet. Whatever's in Morgyn really shouldn't touch her.

Niko: Alright. I wish I could be of help, but my talent doesn't include the mind.

Mik: Heh, it's alright. Your talent did help us find him, so don't kick yourself.

Just then, a soft groan came from the bed. Morgyn sat up, looking around slightly disoriented. Everything felt so heavy and dusty, but it felt warm. Mikhail's grumbling voice and Niko's woody scent gave Morgyn a sense of warmth in a way. They were pretty tough on him, but they were way more interesting to be around than the Sages. During his time in the Magic Realm, Morgyn never really got on with his fellow Sages so he was often alone. So, waking up to these two old grandpas was a relief 😊.

Morg: Ughh...the lights...

Mik: Hm, he's awake 😈. Enjoy the sleep, Sleeping Beauty?

Morg: Hah- winces mmf! My head is splitting still. And what happened to my hair?!

Niko: We had to cut it. It was getting in the way of us taking care of you.

Mik: Think you look better without it 😏.

Morg: snorts I've been out for however long and yet you're still shading me. Well, I guess you guys are alright. stands up slowly, still wincing occasionally

Happy as they were to see him awake, Mik and Niko couldn't forget the agony they found Morgyn in when they went to the bathhouse. Questions, questions...

https://on.soundcloud.com/Y3CVryfKwMMfJjsF6

Niko: So, you didn't tell us you'd be out on Solstice. Why did you go and see Olive at night like that? Morg: Can you blame me? I didn't read anything into her intentions or anything. I just figured she was lonely. I mean, she said she was, but...

Mik: And you didn't watch your back around her. 🤨

Morg: I didn't see a reason to.

Mik: Grrrr....

Morg: Hey hey, don't snarl at me! I might be socially naive but this was an honest mistake. I didn't think she wanted something until she touched my face.

Mik: Whoa whoa whoa...she touched your face?!

Morg: Of course she did! Why does that sound so strange?

Niko: Because it's an unspoken rule not to let a witch you don't know touch you. In any way.

Morg: Uh... clams up, his cheeks flushing a deep red 😳...

Mik: Ah. She got to you in more ways than one, eh? licks his lip in an intimidating manner

Morg: Maybe. I didn't think it was important until...ye know...I felt my life draining out of me.

Mik: Well that brings us to another point. You can't be walking around with whatever she's put in you. At this rate, you'll only last a couple of more days before you disintegrate.

Morg: I'm painfully aware of that. But what can we do?

Niko: It's obvious we have to siphon it off to someone else, since we don't have special containers around. I guess that's why the cards are important.

Morg: Well, we have half of them. Can't we just use those?

Niko: shakes his head Too risky. Chances are the cards would rupture with whatever's hanging around in them and then all hell breaks loose.

Niko turned as he heard a slight chuckle coming from his left side. He did not like Mikhail's smile 😆.

Mik: Heheheh 😈

Morg: What? Why you smirking like that? 🤨

Nico: Hoo boy.

Morgyn shrunk internally as Mikhail raised his crimson eyes upwards. They used to be white, but of late, they'd developed a crimson tone as he'd been tapping into his powers more often. After all, they were in Ravenwood which was smack bang next door to The Hollow, Mikhail's birthplace which was a beacon of power for vampires.

Mik: I'm taking it.

Morg: What?! Hello! Mikhail! How many people did you bang and siphon from today?! Can you hear yourself?! You are gonna take this from me?

Mik: Yes.

Morg: throws his hands up He's crazy.

Mik: I am. Thank you for noticing.

Morg: THIS THING IS KILLING ME!!!! AND YOU WANNA TAKE IT FROM ME?!

Mik: Let's explore ourselves here. Niko is a lycan whose talent doesn't include psychic energy. No offense, wolfy.

Niko: None taken. Though, wolfy? Really?

Mik: Lorelei. She might be a Morrigan of the tales but she only just unlocked that side of her. No telling what adding this essence to her would do.

Morg: And you having it is what? The only choice we have? 🤨 In case your hearing is dampened, it's killing me...it would surely mess you up as well.

Mik: I'm soul bound, blondie. Pretty as it is, this points to himself is just a vessel. Anything happens to it, it's fine. I'll find another and take it over. Customise it, maybe. But you get my point.

Morg: scoffs And you just say it so casually. Like it means nothing. shakes his head You vamps really are something else.

Mik: We are, and that's why I'm taking this from you.

Niko knew Mik liked to do business, so he excused himself quietly 😆.

Mik: sees Niko walking away Going somewhere, wolfy? 😈

Niko: Yes. I don't need to watch whatever you're gonna do.

Mik: You make it sound worse than it is.

Niko: scoffs When it is not? heads out

Once Niko stepped out of the room, Morgyn panicked silently. The last time Mikhail disappeared from his line of sight, Morgyn suffered a horrid migraine he had no intention of repeating 😆.

'So. Ready to hand it over? 😼'

[rhaeth-nordfjall]

Rhaembling on the Green Word and the elementals of the Black Shroud

{Working on writing down lore and important points in Rhaeth's life in the form of short stories, and I just wanna scream about my thoughts sometimes. So I felt free to create this category for my blog here and called it Rhaemblings - rambling about Rhaeth - a pun I am very proud of heh.}

So yeah, at the moment I'm sitting on the story of how Rhaeth has to start a new life in Gridania, and I totally forgot about the presence of elementals in the Black Shroud... Gridania plays a big part in Rhaeth's new life after he has been saved from his Garlean kidnappers. He's forced to start a new life here, far away from his home in Golmore and under the impression that he is now exiled from the Green Word.

My pagan, animist ass now wants to connect the Green Word of Golmore to the elementals of the Black Shroud and give them both a shared meaning... the all-embracing force of life... whispered among the trees...

It would make totally sense. I have a feeling both are not that different from each other. In Golmore, Rhaeth could hear the trees whisper with each other. He believes that he has lost this skill now in Gridania, as he is no longer part of the Green Word. But he still is. So he indeed can hear the trees of the Black Shroud whispering with each other, whispering to HIM, much to his surprise. He might not understand how this is even possible, but he finds great comfort in that, and it helps him to heal and gives him new hope 🥰

To recap, since Rhaeth has been kidnapped and brutally taken away from Golmore involuntarily, he indeed is still part of the Green Word. This fact also gives him the possibility to return home at a later point in his life.