#hits. absolutely Demon Energy thanks

[abyssalpriest]

ignoring that this song and final boss that the ost is for severely impacted my music taste and character design taste respectively... this song still vividly plays in my head over a decade later because i had it on repeat painting this

and now i know that big long dragon represents Leviathan yeah the song is very him so yall can have it

[rafesbuzzcutseason]

chasing city lights

chapter 7 - the last show

synopsis: you move to new york to start fresh, hoping to find comfort in the city’s atmosphere. that’s when you meet sarah cameron, where she takes you to a concert and you catch sight of the lead band member, rafe cameron. it only takes a moment for you to realize you’re captivated by him. as sarah helps you navigate your new life in the city, you start to get pulled deeper into rafe's world—the music, the fame, the chaos. the more you get to know him, the more you realise that rafe is not just the rock star he seems to be. he’s wrestling with his own demons, and the last thing he needs is someone like you getting close.

masterlist

cw: language, alcohol, mentions of sex

lyrics by ‘meet you there’ - 5SOS

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once again you and the group made your way to the venue for city lights last show, and tonight was going to be their biggest one yet.

you had finally met the infamous pope, who was just as kind as you imagined he would be, being the perfect boyfriend to cleo that she truly deserved.

john b, pope and cleo left to the arena earlier to meet the boys before hand, buy you, kie and sarah wanted some more time getting ready and a few drinks to pregame for the night.

"sooo how are you feeling y/n?" kie nudged you as you were touching up your makeup.

"super nervous" you replied, "tonight already feels fueled with electricity."

"i'm so excited for you." sarah chirped in, "project city is hitting the ROAD" she jumped in excitement.

"ok, ok come on lets leave before we drink too much and loose track of time." you all got up and got into the uber kie ordered, a short drive to the venue.

the uber came to a stop outside the building, you could already hear the faint murmur of the crown inside, buzzing with excitment for the show. this was it, the moment everyone had been waiting for. city lights final show.

the three of you walked toward the entrance, kie leading the way, while Sarah bounced beside you with her usual infectious energy. your thoughts, however, were still stuck on rafe. the thought of seeing him on stage, in his element, performing like he always did, it made your heart skip a beat.

tonight was even better, as the band made sure you had seats right in the front in the pit, so they could see you in the crowd. as you got to your places just in time, the lights dimmed and their music intro started. one by one they came on stage, rafe last, as the crowd went absolutely wild for the boys that made up the band.

"thank you for coming tonight. performing in LA is always so special to us, and tonights even more special as we have our best friends in the world here with us!" jj stated as the camera panned towards you and your friends and reflected on the big screen.

the crowd roared in excitement, recognising the famous faces of your friends, and you couldn't help but smile with pride at the group.

"we are city lights, enjoy the show!" topper screamed over the crowd.

the first song blasted through the speakers, and rafe's voice filled the arena. he looked over at you briefly, holding his eyes on you as he sung the verse, almost directly to you:

"every moment spent, i wish i was with you. and every night i slept, i dreamt i was with you..."

he didn't turn away as he usually does at this point of the song. he remained exactly right in front of you.

"so you go your way, i'll go mine. and if we're meant too, i'll meet you there"

there was a split second where you could have sworn the rest of the world faded away, just you and him standing there, connected by some invisible thread. but just as quickly as the moment started, he was back in his element, his focus shifting back to the performance as he rocked out with the band.

rafe turned to you once more, giving you a soft wink you know no one else would've noticed. but you did.

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the rest of the night went incredibly, the crowd being one of the best yet, singing back all of their lyrics and screaming with passion.

the lights dimmed and the band walked off stage, confetti falling around you as you and the girls hugged with happiness, enjoying the feeling of spending this moment all together.

you all eventually left your seats, stopping occasionally for fans to take photos with pope and cleo, before making your way out the back entrance to wait for the band.

"i can't believe its over!" kie yelled, her voice slightly hoarse from all the screaming.

"me neither, but it'll be nice to have everyone back home in new york." sarah replied.

before you could even join in the conversation, the dressing room door opened and you were once again face to face with rafe. except he looked insanely hot post show and covered in sweat and you almost couldn't keep it together.

"hey" he smiled at you, happy with the post concert rush.

"hey" you replied. "that was amazing." you smiled back at him.

"a good introduction to LA?" he quizzed.

"could be worse" you said sarcastically, the smile not leaving your lips.

jj came out the door, "so i heard we're hitting the club tonight?"

"you bet brother" john b piped in, pulling jj into a big hug, "great show tonight."

"should we get going then?" sarah asked.

"yeah lets" you responded, a new pull of excitement rushing through your veins.

"nights just beginning." rafe smirked, saying that to you and you only.

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a/n: i have been speedy with my updates holy SHIT and really fed you with the smau today heheh

also thank u 5SOS for creating the song meet you there

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[daytaker]

Hi! I'd Like to request something for obey me. So MC is an Artist Like Semi realistic or so and then they draw the brothers and themself all together Like some Kind of Family Photo for maybe a sweet gesture to appriciat them, what would the reaction be?

First of all, that's adorable. Second of all, yes, absolutely.

Everyone

The immediate question on everyone's mind is where it should be put. The suggestions are fairly predictable. Beel wants it in the kitchen. Satan wants it in the library. Belphie wants it in the observatory. Asmo thinks it should go in his bathroom, and he acts amazed when his brothers disagree.

You'll probably be the one to suggest making some copies of it if they like it so much. That way they can all have one. The brothers all like this idea, so you head off to the Devildom equivalent of a FedEx store and make some quick copies for everybody.

Eventually, the original work will find pride of place above the fireplace, where everyone will get plenty of time to admire it, including guests. The brothers are all very proud to explain to them that they have a very close friend who's an artist, thank you, and they made that piece of artwork up there for them, for free, because they love them all so much. What do you mean it's too small for that big of a space? Clearly you don't understand art, they'll tell the guest. Satan smirks; Levi rolls his eyes; Asmo whispers something to Mammon and they both start snickering. Real mean girl energy.

Lucifer

It's proved to be more or less impossible to get a photograph with himself and all six of his brothers, so this is an immediate hit with him. Plus, you're in it, which makes it even more valuable. He wonders why he didn't commission a painted family portrait earlier. It just hadn't crossed his mind, he supposes.

He'll buy a very nice and expensive frame for the picture and have it professionally mounted on a backboard. Only a museum quality display will do.

He enjoys looking at the artwork now and then and mentally noting all the details he likes. You captured Mammon's smug smile perfectly, and somehow Levi looks happy, but still like himself. Of course, his favorite part of the picture (along with you, of course) is himself. He thinks he looks very dignified, and he appreciates that you placed him in the center; the true patriarch of the family. Besides that (though he wouldn't bring it up unprompted), he thinks you made him look very handsome, and he likes the idea that you see him that way.

Mammon

You put him next to you?! I mean, of course you did! He's your number one demon, right? Obviously he belongs right next to you! He'll point out his positioning in the picture to his brothers often enough that they've gotten past feeling annoyed about it and just tease him for simping so openly.

He thinks it looks a little bit like you're smiling at him in the picture. You're not. You're staring into the 'camera', just like everyone else. But he tells himself that. He has another copy of the picture made where he cropped out everyone besides the two of you. He keeps it in his sock drawer so he can pull it out when he's by himself and admire it. Lucifer has walked in on him lying on his back and holding it up, staring wistfully at the picture, often enough that he can tell by how quiet it is when Mammon is either sleeping or staring at that goddamn picture of his again.

Speaking of extra copies, he also made some more to try and sell at RAD, but, shockingly, cheap copies of a picture of someone else's family didn't sell well. Diavolo bought one though, as did Simeon. Yeah, maybe it wasn't exactly ethical to try and capitalize on your artwork, but, well, come on, he's in it, and you gave it to him, so that kind of makes him the owner of it, right...?

Leviathan

He's pretty sure he's not breathing right now. That's... That's how he looks? To you? He looks....amazing....!! Look at his smile! His jawline! His glossy hair! His cheeks, touched with color---!!! You must think he's... like....... Ugh, it's stupid, like, who even cares? Nobody, that's who. Nobody except him. He cares. And he wishes his stomach would settle down a little bit before lunch explodes onto the rug. So he'll just take his copy of the painting, clutch it to his chest, and giggle to himself as he slinks off to his room while everyone else stands admiring the painting on the mantlepiece.

Now, to really study this thing. He lies in his bathtub and squints at the painting. He realizes, to his dismay, that all his brothers look extra hot in this thing too. Hrmm... But, whatever! The important part is that he looks amazing! His eyes are shining, his skin looks healthy and smooth, and.... well.... he doesn't look like somebody it'd be weird for you to be into, maybe. Maybe? Possibly.

He's pretty shy around you for a few days after you give them all the picture. He's not really sure how he's supposed to react around someone who thinks he's... h....ha-ha....handsome...???? And not just that, but the look on his face! Does he make faces like that in real life? Does he make faces like that in front of you?

He spends a good chunk of time in front of the mirror trying to imitate the look from the painting, but he can't quite get it right. He always ends up crumbling into a pathetic, groaning, blushing little creep and fleeing the bathroom. He hates himself. But he can cheer himself up with the knowledge that you definitely don't hate him, right? How could you draw someone you hated looking like... like....?!?

Satan

Knowing Satan is someone who admires art in general, you were most nervous about him seeing it. He has a tendency to be fairly blunt and honest, and you really hoped he'd just appreciate the thought behind the picture without subjecting it to any kind of critical analysis.

But of course he did it anyway. He'd expressed his appreciation just like his brothers had when you first gave it to them, but you'd often see him standing in front of the fireplace staring up at the picture with a hand to his chin after that.

Satan's initial thought, after the excitement over the gift and how cute and nervous you looked giving it to them all, is that the composition of the piece, while not particularly original, has definite visual appeal. While he doesn't particularly enjoy Lucifer's position in the middle, he understands why you put him there, both artistically and psychologically. Lucifer dominates almost any group he's in with his annoyingly hefty self-confidence. His ego is smeared all over the picture, but that's not your fault. That's just Lucifer, being awful and ruining things, like he always does.

When he finally gives some attention to how he looks in the painting, he's pleasantly surprised. He looks refreshingly like himself, but also like he's meant to be there, with everybody else. He can also tell you spent some time on his eyes. They look lovely. If you ever want to paint them again, he'd be happy to model for you. What, shy all of a sudden?

Asmodeus

Well, obviously he's the real star of the artwork. It's as if he's glowing, washing out his brothers with his effervescent presence on the canvas! Clearly, you know your art. Never mind he's the only one who seems to quite see the picture in that way.

He has his copy of the painting framed and hung up in his bathroom, where he thought the original should have been put all along. Now he never feels like he's alone in the tub! Every once in a while, he'll talk to the artwork while he takes a bath. Just to amuse himself. But when you go back to the human world, 'every once in a while' becomes 'almost every day'.

He has a theory that if someone stares into the eyes of Painting Asmo too deeply for too long, they'll fall in love with him. The painting version of him, that is. He knows that's silly, so he keeps it to himself, but he can't stop himself from imagining you mesmerized by your own painting of him, bewitched by the very eyes you painted...

Beel

Honestly, Beel is just happy you made a picture including him, his brothers, and you. You put him right beside Belphie with an arm slung around his shoulders. He's smiling more in the picture than he normally does in real life, but that doesn't bother him at all. He wants to look happy in this kind of painting.

He taped his copy of the picture to the refrigerator door. Everyone appreciates this, not just Beel, though he definitely sees it the most often. After you go home, he says good morning to you every day when he first heads to the fridge. It's a nice way to feel like you're still around.

Belphie

Wow... He looks adorable here. And you didn't include him drooling like his brothers always do when they draw him. Though it really isn't fair to compare this to the "drawings" his brothers have made to make fun of each other. Idiots...

You put him right next to Beel. That makes him smile. And he looks...like he's happy to be there. Maybe not grinning like a doofus, but like this is his family, and he's pretty okay with it.

He keeps his copy of the picture taped to his bedpost so he can look at it whenever he feels lonely, especially after your year in the Devildom comes to an end.

[liveontelevision]

Hello friends,

Sorry about the lack of content recently, I've been running kinda low on energy :,) but I have some little treats, never fear.

Here's a short Vox thing I wrote awhile ago, it's angsty it's kissy, it ends with a cliffhanger. Classic fic by me.

I meant to turn it into a full thing, and I just might later? We'll see

CW: Smoking and smooching

Human | Vox x Reader

You cringe, scrunching up your nose when the familiar scent hits you. You approach the TV-headed demon, who was lounging on the large balcony of the Vees' Penthouse. Or was it lamenting?

"Yuck. You still smoke here?"

"It's Hell, doll. It's not like it'll kill me. Can't even feel the high anymore, actually."

"I guess not.. Then why do you even smoke? If it doesn't affect you?"

"Eh. I don't know. Try not to think too hard into that shit." A comfortable silence falls between the two of you.

"Can I bum one?" With a mocking scoff, he reaches into his pocket to pull out the pack. In a thoughtless decision, you place the cigarette between your teeth, pulling his face in your direction and inching impossibly close to him. He seemed startled by your sudden attack.

You hover just in front of his lips, lighting the end of your cigarette with the cherry of his own.

That was definitely an interesting move for someone with absolutely no history of smoking. As you inhale, you choke up and immediately cough out the rest. Vox is only watching you, a smile tugging at his lips while you cough up a lung. Your eyes water and you let out a whimper before propping your arms against the railing.

"Smooth." He comments.

"W-Watch it." You snap back.

You do manage to draw out a smoother hit, looking down at the city that, ironically, seemed so lively.

All that time went to waste. All those years you'd spent chasing over this CEO, being a part of the paparazzi, stalking the media for any buzz, passing his building when you have the time.. had the time. The fact that he's seemingly replicated his dream headquarters in the center of the underworld seemed like a Hell in itself. Constantly mocking you for never getting your big scoop. For wasting your life on him.

You couldn't help but approach it at first. You reluctantly enter the stores and offices that surround the first floor, inspecting all his products. You didn't recognize him at first. I mean, he has a TV screen for a head. His voice is what gave it away. His charismatic facade and sauve persona he uses on any television program. That's what you recognized. Apparently those are skills that stick with you after death.

He found you eventually. You'd been residing on the barren side of Hell. It was cozy. Not everyone had family members with them, you were just the lucky few. Your sweet grandma was here. Sinners who are visibly older seemed to be avoid by most clear-minded demons. Why bug them? And what kind of decisions did they make to end up here and survive for so long? They probably don't even remember why they're here. But some seemed to remember their lives.

Your grandma recognize you almost immediately. She was quick to take you into a part of hell that seemed to bypass the cities and dangers. It, of course, had its flaws. The Hellborn rodents were bothersome, but it somehow managed to be peaceful on its own.

It didn't last long, though. Extermination Day finally caught up to your little home. You have no idea how you survived, it was a miracle. but you were the only one. You started appreciating your aftlife in another fit of irony. You're nearly immortal, maybe it's time to give the city a try.

"Thanks for taking me in, too. You didn't have to do that."

"I can't leave my favorite stalker on the streets." He nudges you, having to lean down a bit to do so. He was towering. You let out the softest chuckle, leaning into his touch, despite it's teasing motivations. You sigh, taking another drag.

"Wait these aren't Valentino's smokes, are they?" You hold it over the edge, ready to flick it from your fingers, if that's the case.

"Definitely not. I wouldn't give you those if you asked." You hum at his words, releasing a puff of smoke. "But, uh.. let me know if he offers you any, alright?" You let out a little laugh and nod.

Your comfortable silence was broken, with the end of your cigarette. You let it crumble to the ground, stomping it with your nice business shoes. Vox rolls his eyes, shooing you away.

"Don't ruin those, they were expensive." He mutters.

"Well I would've been fine if you didnt essentially set my wardrobe on fire." You scoff.

"Your wardrobe? Was a bunch of country bumpkin dresses with poofy sleeves, doll. Even Vel was ready to get rid of that mess." The silence overcomes again. The breeze coming from the sheer height of the building seemed refreshing. You looked up to Heaven. How cruel of them to put it in sight.

"I really thought that was it. That life was short and then you die. That there was no point in trying to get rich and famous as long you were doing something you liked."

"So you liked stalking me?"

"Fuck off, Vox, you know what I mean." You couldn't help but smile. "How could I have wasted all that time on you? I could've been building my skills. Maybe I wouldn't be mooching off of some big shot like you if I did." You looked away, not willing to make any eye contact while mentioning him.

"Hey, you know I don't mind.. you can't prepare for death." He reaches out, he's not sure why, maybe to offer you some comfort. Maybe he just wanted to see your face, again. You darted away from him unknowingly, making his hand recoil.

"But, I mind! I don't want to rely on you. I should be able to do this by myself, I came here the same way you did, I had the same chance to get to where you are now." You huffed, embarrassment from your confession turning your face red. "But I just.. I didn't. I keep wasting my time..."

A cool touch hit your cheek, and before you know it your head had been turned to face Vox. He kept his claws holding your chin upwards, despite your attempts to pull out of his grasp.

"Stop it. There's nothing but time here. Listen, I know this isn't exactly what you had in mind, but- for the first time in years.. I feel... human, again." You blink slowly at him, not exactly minding his touch at this point. "And that's because of you." You hated getting flustered, but his words alone caused you to tense up. He felt your jaw clenching in his hand, bringing him back to reality. With a quick release, he brings his fist to his mouth and clears his throat.

"So.. yeah. Don't get it in your head that this is some sort of.. sugar daddy thing. You're free to do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want. And- you uh.. you're always welcome back." You stare at him for longer than you'd like to admit. Looking for some kind of excuse for your gaze, you hold your hand out for another cigarette. He gets the memo after awhile.

You place it between your lips and before you get the chance to think, his hands are back on your chin, bringing your face close. He mirrors your actions from before. It startled you, the cigarette falling from your lips and rolling off the balcony floor. Both your eyes follow it for a moment, before looking at eachother and sharing a little laugh.

His own cigarette falls from his lips. And with his hand still on chin you're pulled into an expected kiss. The sight of his dazed eyes when he finally pulls away only leaves you wanting more. But.. you can't. You pull away with a sullen look and step away from balcony. Without a word, you leave him alone. He's lost yet another independent spark. His heart can ache later. For now, he's cursing himself for letting anyone see that side of him, again.

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Womp womp

Love the pics where they knew eachother in life 👌

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[nihilisticlinguistics]

Significant progress on @batmanisagatewaydrug's 2025 book bingo since my last update a few weeks ago.

I had a...challenging time for a while, I have to admit. The next book on my list was We Do This Til We Free Us by Mariame Kaba for the Social Justice and Activism square...which came in on Libby the day of the inauguration. It took several days for me to gather the mental energy to think about resistance, but once I got into the swing of it I found that it was not so daunting as I feared. As Kaba says, hope is a discipline, and it still took a lot of discipline to center her work in my thoughts during the initial chaos of Trump Presidency #2. It's a remarkable and thoughtfully composed book, a sort of anthology of her writings over the last 10 (or more) years. I look forward to adding this one to my collection, so I can revisit its teachings again and again.

After that, I rolled right into my Literary Fiction square with Ralph Ellison's novel Invisible Man. What a powerful, insightful story--to me, certainly on par with and reminiscent of The Grapes of Wrath in its incisive cultural critique and vivid characterization. I found it weird, hectic, and unsettling, all while rendering with great accuracy the ways that people reify, exploit, and resist America's racist society.

I definitely needed a palate cleanser after two hard-hitting books about Racism in the USA, so I was thrilled when my library hold for Nnedi Okorafor's Zahrah the Windseeker came in. This YA fantasy book was for my Published in the Aughts square, and it's super cute. Zahrah, born with a magical influence in her life, develops the power to levitate which sets off a whirlwind exploration through a forbidden jungle to save her best friend's life. It's whimsical and fun and I am in love with Okorafor's worldbuilding here. I want a computer that's also a plant that grows up with me. I want to hang out with the gorilla village. I think anyone who is into Tamora Pierce's Circle of Magic series would also enjoy Zahrah the Windseeker.

And in the last two days I absolutely breezed through Traci Chee's wonderful novel A Thousand Steps Into Night, which I read for my Fantasy square. Folks, this book had my heart very early on thanks to the charms of the heroine, Otori Miuko, and her quest to remain human despite an encroaching demon curse had me locked in, start to finish. Stories of a 'long journey toward a fixed locational goal' often get repetitive, but Chee kept the story's developments feeling fresh the whole way through, with a willingness to toss in and develop new side characters and expand the story world at every turn. I'm obsessed with the choice to throw in time travel halfway through and I think more authors should do that. Highly, highly recommend!

[patibato]

[Bitter Sweet Sixteen] 002-A05 - Healthy Party

*continuous typing*

Momiji: …

Yukikaze: … Momiji…

Momiji: ……

Yukikaze: You're frighteningly concentrated, so I was holding my tongue while watching you, but - I can't take it anymore.

Please answer me. What happened?

Just what work do you need to complete so badly that you're making such a demonic expression…!

Kafka: Sigh. You don't need to be so weirdly worried.

They said they'd quickly finish a "thorough and easy to understand proposal with no room for wisecracks", then quickly return to the school to get revenge on those cute kids.

Yukikaze: …I see, so that's it.

Kafka: This Chief-chan is great. They're full of energy, or forcefulness, perhaps. I like it♪

Yukikaze: Right, I agree. At times like this, Chief's vigour is like mapo tofu with Sichuan pepper.

Kafka: You never change, can't you do something about those idiotic comparisons?

Momiji: ……

Yukikaze: …

Kafka: …

*door opens*

Ten: Wow~ …such pleasant expressions. Don't you feel like two parents watching their kid play with building blocks?

*door opens*

Renga: Hey… …ah, T-Ten. Didn't know you'd be coming to the office!

Ten: Renga-san, hey.

Renga: Um, if you want, when we leave today, how about we… visit a bar together? I'm in your debt from when we went to your sushi restaurant before, so…!

Ten: Oh. Are you gonna treat me, Renga-san? Sure thing~

Liguang: …I could hear some kind of hitting sound coming from outside the door, is it your doing, Momiji?

Momiji: ……

Liguang: …You're not listening at all.

*typing stops*

Momiji: President. What is the judgement criteria for the Tourism Ward Mayor candidates.

Kafka: I'll leave that to you.

Momiji: Understood.

*typing starts again*

Momiji: ……

Renga: Hey, what on earth is Chief doing?

Kafka: Seems like Chief-chan got kinda messed up because of some Asu-High students, so they're in work demon mode.

Renga: Asu-High? …Right, that takes me back.

Liguang: For Tourism Ward Mayors, they said? …Dealing with brats is troublesome.

*typing stops*

Momiji: It's done…! Now to dash back to the school-

Sakujiro: The school gates have already been closed.

Momiji: Huh…

*crows cawing*

Sakujiro: As it's the day before Summer break, it seems the gates were closed earlier than usual.

Momiji: N-no way… Even though I decided I'd definitely redeem myself…!

Sakujiro: No. I believe it's still too soon to draw a conclusion. This very day, for the purpose of going all out with celebration before Summer break-

The Student Council President, Kuraku Yumenosuke, is hosting a large scale house party that all ten thousand students are invited to.

Momiji: What!

Sakujiro: Don't you suppose the students in question will be attending too? Perhaps it would be worth taking a look.

Momiji: That's right! Absolutely!

Sakujiro: Then please, put this on posthaste.

Momiji: What are these clothes?

Sakujiro: There seems to be a dress code for participation. This time, the theme is "clothes that look like they're from a young adult movie"-

For this day, Saku-me* has poured his heart into sewing this stitch by stitch.

Ten: Huh, it's hand made? Cool.

Momiji: Thank you so much!

Kafka: Get changed in five minutes. I'll call a car right now. …Be careful, and take care.

Yukikaze: Go without regrets. I'll be waiting with your favourite dinner.

Renga: I don't really get what's happening, but… don't overdo it!

Momiji: Thanks, everyone! I'll be off!

Momiji: Amazing… this isn't the level I'd expect from a student's house party.

There's a night pool, a DJ booth, even a counter bar. Though, obviously they're not serving alcohol…

Look, there's so many people in black suits. The security's flawless.

Sakujiro: The Kuraku family are elites of the political world, after all.

The large garden parties frequently held here are famous in various circles.

Momiji: Right, I've got it. So if it's a place like this, those five will definitely be here.

-For now, I'll try asking around.

Sakujiro: Certainly. I'll be back later, then.

---

Student A: Huh… Isotake? You mean that dangerous guy who's rumoured to be complicit in murder?

Student B: There's no reason to call those guys here. Who knows what'd happen if we did.

---

Student C: Kurama? He's got bad vibes, no one goes near him…

Student D: By Kaguya, do you mean the helmet-wearing Student Council Vice President? I hear he's so beautiful he has a fanclub, but I always thought he was a dangerous guy.

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Student E: That guy called Kinugawa, I didn't know about him. Nanamegi, though, he's handsome and well-known, so I'd heard of him.

Student F: No one wants to approach Nanaki-kun after that happened. It's really a waste, he was so popular. If you're hanging out with those guys, probably best you stop.

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Momiji: (Those kids don't have a very good reputation, huh…)

(That "incident" certainly left a lasting impression. If I'd just looked into it properly…)

??: Excuse me! You over there!

Momiji: Y-yes!

??: You're the one searching for those five heinous criminals, correct?

Momiji: He-heinous criminals?

Yumenosuke: Nice to meet you. I'm the Student Council President of Hama Asunaro High School, Kuraku Yumenosuke. Thank you for being here today.

Momiji: Ah, right… sorry to bother you.

Yumenosuke: As our school posseses a student body of ten thousand, I believe strong friendships between students are essential-

Today's party is for assistance in social mingling, however! At the same time, it functions as a place to cultivate a sound mind in the students, and what's more! For the peace of mind of their guardians, each and every area-

Is guarded by our notoriously strong staff, who have helped protect and nurture the Kuraku family since my great-grandfather's time.

In regards to you, who is searching for those heinous criminals, by all means, I would be tremendously grateful if you could quietly watch over the healthy growth of our youth!

Momiji: (I didn't ask, and yet he exposited so many things…!)

(Now that he mentions it, those strong-looking black suited guys are staring at me. I suppose it's natural that I'd be considered a suspicious person…)

Sorry for the late introduction. This is who I am.

Yumenosuke: A business card…! Thank you for your consideration. Hmhm… the Regional Revitalisation Club's…

I see, so you were an advisor!

Momiji: Yes. My reason for being at this party is linked to my work.

Yumenosuke: …I see, so that's the situation, I understand! It was of my own arbitrary discretion that I doubted your position, sincerest apologies for that!

Black-Suited Staff: Sincerest apologies!

Momiji: No, as long as you understand now then…

Yumenosuke: I'm thankful for you being lenient with me. However… before you return to your search, would you mind putting up with my nonsense for just a little longer?

Momiji: Uh, alright…

Yumenosuke: I had a Student Council Vice President who I put my trust in. I used to believe that whatever life had in store for me, our mutual trust would never be shaken, but-

He completely betrayed my expectations! On that night, one month ago!

The old school building… a building of cultural heritage symbolising its era, where my father - now a cabinet member - studied… was blown up, unbelievable as it is!

Colluding with four hooligans whose corrupted souls are of the same level as his own!

Momiji: (B-blown up…!? I see, that's the "certain incident"…)

Yumenosuke: Among them were people admired by the other students - but now, they are all Rank One.

Student A: Rank One means they're the lowest rank, y'know.

Momiji: (There's that "Rank" talk again…)

Yumenosuke: You over there, do quiet down. Discrimination based on Ranks could invite criticism towards our school's education system.

…Nay, this too is a result of the hard work he neglected. It can't be helped that he's being slandered for his act of betrayal.

Momiji: Um, excuse me. Just what exactly do you mean by "Rank"?

Yumenosuke: Oh my, could it be that you weren't acquainted with them!

Momiji: Sorry, I've not done much research…

Yumenosuke: I shall explain it in simple terms. The ranking system is a tradition of our school.

To start, the ranks are split into five levels. Those who are studious, active in clubs, and diligent in particular are Rank Five-

Conversely, those who slack off are Rank One, giving each student an incentive to make an effort.

Those who strive the most… the Rank Fives are given appropriately favourable treatment. From the cafeteria menu to special privileges in club activities, the right to make suggestions, and above all, being the envy of all the other students. Just like myself.

And as Rank Ones are the exact opposite… I'm sure you understand without me saying any more.

Momiji: (They're treated coldly… I see.)

Yumenosuke: After hearing all that, I'm sure you understand now! Even so, do you still intend on searching for them?

Momiji: Yes, I do.

Yumenosuke: … I understand. It's important to confirm these things with your own eyes. Well then- take a glass, external advisor-san.

Everyone! In celebration of our first semester passing by safely, let's once again toast with our champagne-style carbonated drinks!

*students saying "cheers"*

Momiji: (If I was Rank One, and knew I'd be getting shunned like this-)

(I absolutely wouldn't come here. It's unpleasant.)

(Maybe it'd be best to start over and take a different approach…)

Student G: Ah! I spilled my champagne-style carbonated drink! Anyone got a tissue?

Student H: There's lots of pocket tissues over there.

Student G: I don't want to use those ones though… Feels like bad luck.

Momiji: (How on earth would a tissue feel like bad luck…)

(Hm?)

(There's an advert on the back…)

Advert: "The genius galactic movie director ISOTAKE presents a once in a lifetime screening of an ultra brand new movie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Momiji: ("Isotake" meaning, Akuta-kun!? The date for it is-)

Today…!

*Sakujiro is referring to himself in third person, with "me" being a humbling suffix.

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FTF: Gauntlet Run!

Where we have a character run a Gauntlet to see how far they can get!

This Week's Fighters....

Evil Cole MacGrath vs The JoFoes!

Conditions:

Cole MacGrath with the powers of The Beast is used. Canon JoJo’s villains only, all at their absolute peak.

Analysis: Cole MacGrath

What does it mean to save mankind?

Ever since Cole MacGrath awakened his amazing and horrifying powers, he has grappled with this question. Once upon a time, Cole was just an ordinary bike courier, of no real note to anyone. But, upon being tasked to deliver the mysterious Ray Sphere to a man named Kessler, this all changed dramatically. Awakening in a crater with incredible new powers, Cole became hated and feared for having supposedly caused the blast that destroyed Empire City. His girlfriend left him in horror and disgust and people on street banded together to attack him in droves. The whole city turned against him, gangsters, terrorists, and friends included, and eventually Cole decided he'd had enough.

If everyone was going to treat him like a demon, Cole would become one.

Notch by notch, Cole tore down Empire City. He eliminated the gangsters and terrorists who threatened him with ruthless efficiency and terrorized the people into submission. Cole got revenge on the mysterious man named Kessler for ruining his life, killing his girlfriend, and turning the whole city against him. It was only then that Kessler revealed the truth. Kessler had meant to turn Cole into a hero. Into someone who could save mankind from a monster known only as tge Beast.

Cole laughed at the idea.

Determined to destroy The Beast so he can gain more power and eliminate a threat, Cole ventured to and conquered New Marias, descimaring the Militia put together to stop him. It was only there that The Beast communicated with him and revealed his true intentions. A plague was decimating humanity and only those with superpowers could survive it. And The Beast wanted Cole to carry on his fight.

Cole accepted his offer and, feeling remorse for the last time in his life, murdered what was left of his friends so that no one could stop him. Cole will always tell himself it was to save humanity. But, one look at his conquest of the planet would show show you, it was only so he could save himself.

This version of Cole MacGrath is the most powerful Conduit in the franchise. As such, he has access to a huge variety of horrifying abilities with which he can decimate entire armies.

Cole is one of the most versatile electricity wielders in fiction and he only grows more versatile with time. Thanks to his ability to create new powers when using his powers in specific ways, Cole can continually expand his moveset even mid-combat. He can shoot out a variety of lightning bolts, many of which are designed to arc between targets and hit as many people as possible. He can create grenades and missiles out of kinetic energy, ranging from a hellish barrage of homing missiles to grenades that explode into even more grenades. He can levitate long distances by manipulating magnetism and can do the same as a form of telekinesis. He can even create tornados and lightning storms to toss at the enemy, though he needs to replenish these with ions absorbed from fallen foes. His most dangerous electrical ability, however, is his Ionic Drain.

With this technique, Cole need only pose dramatically to suck the bio-electricity out of anyone near him in a several foot radius, capable of killing hundreds of foes without ever having to touch them.

Cole also possesses advanced napalm powers, gifted to him by Nix, which he can use to boost his flight, summon acid spewing monsters, entrap targets, or just give his powers a little extra explosive kick.

Cole shares numerous powers with his canonical Good Karma counterpart, including:

Self Resurrection so long as his heart in intact.

Advanced healing, to the point of regenrating from being riddled with projectiles and can implicitly regrow limbs.

Blasts that can deflect missiles.

Speed Amps that increase his speed to the point where people who previously appeared as only a blur to him moved in slow motion.

Radar Sense, an omnidirectional sixth sense which works independently of Cole's other senses, allowing his to detect all sources of electricity nearby, including people. It also allows him to see skeletons, determine if someone is ill, and detect who has hostile intent towards him.

Can create weapons out of electricity.

Can create shields that convert bullets into energy.

Can see the last moments of freshly killed people by touching their corpse, which creates an echo of the killer that Cole can then follow in order to locate them.

And many, many others.

What's more, is that this Cole isn't balanced out by his other self's weaknesses, as he no longer shorts out in water after absorbing the Beast's powers, which include.

The ability to create fake black holes that deconstruct things on an atomic level, even deconstructing electricity by it's electrons.

The power to regenerate from atoms, even remaining conscious and fighting when reduced to such a state.

Teleportation.

Telepathy.

The ability to grant and take away superpowers.

Unlimited stamina and energy, no longer needing to recharge his powers or rest.

The ability to turn into a giant monster made of magma.

The Ray Sphere Blast. A city spanning explosion that grants Conduits superpowers. If anyone who isn't a Conduit gets caught in its radius, the blast kills them in five different ways. It atomizes normal humans on contact, sucks the bio-electricity out of them and absorbs it into nearby Conduits to empower them, pumps them full of lethal radiation, and infects anyone left over with a devastating plague that, by itself, would've wiped out mankind in just a few months. Just for good measure!

All of these abilities get more and more powerful the more Cole uses them, constantly growing and adapting in response to the threats that he faces. For example, when the Beast first gained his powers, he initially took several days to regenerate from being atomized. By the time he reached New Marias, The Beast could regenerate to that extent within minutes.

This means that Cole should be more powerful than any other character in the franchise, having combined all the power of both himself and The Beast. The same version of The Beast who atomized the coastline in only 5 days.

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Similarly, Cole should be able to move much faster than light, scaling as being much faster than every other Conduit in the series. This would include his inFAMOUS 1 self, who could direct electricity through wires traveling at 90% light speed, his inFAMOUS 2 self, who can dodge beams of radiation, and Delsin Rowe, who can turn into beams of neon light to boost his speeds. Layer all of that on top of Cole's Percision Mode, and Cole could easily be within the FLT+ or MFTL range of speed, even if there's no way to tell for certain.

Cole MacGrath is a walking extinction event by the end of the series, unstoppable and unkillable. Fear the Demon of Empire City and beware The Beast of New Marias.

Round 1: Dio Brando (Part 1)

I'll be using Dio as a branching point for most of the power scaling that applies to the JoJo’s characters, as JoJo doesn't get too much stronger from part to part in terms of stats and usually just relies on getting better hax. Most of the characters in this Gauntlet should scale to the stats I'm about to give to Dio here in one way or another, be it either physically or at least with their Stand abilities.

Part 3 Dio, while possessing Jonathan's body, could fight evenly with the Stardust Crusaders and was nearly successful in killing all of them. Part 1 Dio scales as he fought evenly with Jonathan.

Polnareff's Stand, Silver Chariot, is fast enough to cut a beam of light out of the air, moving so fast that the beam is practically standing still. This is consistent with other faster than light showings in the series, such as Joseph Joestar dodging beams of light from Kars. Given how fast Silver Chariot was moving relative to the light beam, he would've had to have been moving, at most, thousands of times faster than light.

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In terms of attack potency, the Stardust Crusaders with their Stands can fight evenly against Stands like The Sun, who can heat up an entire 97 km wide desert. This would require, at most, 2 Gigatons of TNT.

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So, that should establish the dynamics stats wise for most of these fights. While the JoJo’s character are quantifiably much faster than Cole, the massive speed amp provided by Percision Mode would likely make up this gap and Cole would gradually evolve to become faster as the Gauntlet Run goes along. Attack potency wise, Cole is laughably stronger. 202x stronger to exact. More than enough to obliterate his opposition in one shot.

So, with all that laid out, does Part 1 Dio stand a chance? No, he does not.

Dio's vampiric abilities might throw Cole through a loop initially, he isn't bringing anything to the table that Cole can't handle. Dio's ability to shoot pressurized water out of his eyes might've helped back when Cole was still weak to water, but this version of him has no such weakness and Cole has shown to resist hypnosis and mind control abilities. Without those, Dio has no way to close the stat gap and would be obliterated by the first Ray Sphere Blast Cole releases. While vampires in the JoJo-verse can regenerate from being blasted into chunks, the strength gap here means the explosion would likely reduce poor Dio to ashes.

Also, Cole arguably has experience fighting vampires, but Festival of Blood is ambiguously canon at best and it wouldn't really change anything so....

Round 2: Ultimate Lifeform Kars

Kars has the distinction of being the only character on this list who can compete with Cole in terms of physical raw power, due to being hundreds of times more powerful that Joseph in canon.

This means that Kars and Cole can likely trade blows with each other evenly. Even the lowest estimate for Kars's vague statement would put him at 200 Gigatons, not far below Cole himself. This is a completely fair fight that requires one to examine their hax and other abilities.

Kars is a Pillar Man, a shapeshifting super species who can alter his body to mindbending extents and regenerate from nearly anything. Kars can turn his bones into razor sharp blades to cut you to pieces, survive as nothing but his nervous system and possess you by overtaking your own nerves, and regenerate from nothing but dust. Furthermore, as the Ultimate Lifeform, he gains the abilities of every organism on the planet amplified tenfold and can freely shapeshift his body into whatever organism he pleases.

As a result, I have no doubts about him being able to survive the Ray Sphere Blast. Since Pillar Men can already regenerate damage to the brain, pulling out his bio-electricity would likely not be sufficient to put him down and having the combined resistances of every organism on Earth would no doubt allow him to ignore the Plague, the zombification, and the radiation. Certain real life organisms are all but immune to the effects of plagues or radiations and Kars would no doubt have those resistances too. In the worst case, Kars might even figure out how the Ray Sphere Blast works, shapeshifting his body to give himself the Conduit Gene and using the blast to gain powers. Kars is a supergenius who figures out the workings of modern technology very quickly despite being centuries old, after all.

But, Cole has counters to him doing that exact thing. Seeing as the Beast can break and drain the powers of other Conduits, Cole could very well just nullify whatever powers Kars develops to limit his moveset. Cole counters a lot of Kars modt devastating abilities truthfully. If Kars were to pull an AC/DC and try to possess Cole through his nervous system, Cole could simply turn into the Beast's giant lava monster form, which doesn't even have a nervous system to possess. Pillar Men can absorb other organisms on physical contact by dissolving them with acids, but Cole has resisted both absorption and powerful acids in the past.

In truth, this fight would largely just be both of these fighters constantly adapting to try and counter the weird powers of the other. Kars is smart enough to figure out that Cole is tracking him through his bio-electricity and adapt his biology to counter it, for example. "This foe seems to have immense control over electricity and he always knows where I am when I try to ambush him. I'll bet he's tracking my bio-electricity". The problem here is that this is something Kars has to actively think about doing and plan out, whereas Cole's body just does it automatically.

At the end of day, it is fitting that this matchup is the one that's the most like an actual fight. These two vibe together very well and they'd definitely enjoy fighting each other and developing new abilities against each other. They definitely match each other's bloodlust on that front.

But, the simple fact is that Kars cannot kill Cole and Cole can eventually kill Kars. Kars has no way to destroy every individual atom in an opponent's body, so Cole will simply keep regenerating from everything he does. Not even Hamon can negate that level of regeneration, as Cole isn't weak to sunlight. Meanwhile, Kars cannot survive being ripped apart down to his molecules by a black hole, so Cole can eventually land the one hit he needs.

It's fitting that the Ultimate Lifeform would be brought low by the Ultimate Extinction Event.

Round 3: Dio Brando (Part 3)

DIO carries the distinction of being the first Stand User on the list. This gives him an advantage, as Cole cannot see or hurt Stands due to not having one himself.

That being said, I still don't think this changes anything from Part 1. DIO's Stand allows him to stop time and pummel Cole into pulp, but not only is the strength gap sufficient for his blows to not do anything, Cole would simply regenerate even if they did. Time stop would be extraordinarily useful in dodging Cole's attacks, but without anything to fight back with, it's just a stall tactic.

What's worse is that it's conceivable for Cole to adapt to resist DIO's time stop. Second Son established Conduits can evolve to manipulate and resist the manipulation of time. At which point DIO's just fucked.

Round 4: Yoshikage Kira

Kira carries the distinction of being the first character in this bracket capable of actually killing Cole, as his explosions can destroy souls and thus bypass his regeneration.

The issue, however, is whether he would get it off in time. While Kira's Stands themselves are superhuman, Kira himself is still an ordinary human physically and would be obliterated by Cole doing anything. This is a quick draw contest and while Kira's Stands are fast enough to keep up with faster than light Stands, they lack in range and cannot travel more than a few meters away from Kira himself. Stands like Sheer Heart Attack and Bites The Dust would fare better in that regard, but Kira would have to go for them immediately before Cole thinks to just nuke the city.

Seeing's how Cole "Collateral Damage" MacGrath's whole deal is nuking the city to turn people into Conduits, I think he blows Kira away before any bomb can be primed.

Round 5: Diavolo

I unironically skipped past Diavolo while writing this because I forgot he existed. Anyways, this is just Part 3 DIO again.

King Crimson’s time erasure, when combined with Epitaph's precognition, would allow Diavolo to handily evade Cole's attacks by seeing them coming and erasing the time they happen in to make them not happen, but he lacks the means to kill Cole. While the future Epitaph sees is guaranteed to happen, he can't see a future in which he actually kills Cole, because that future just doesn't exist. He can forsee himself beating the fuck out of Cole all he likes, but Cole would just regenerate from any beatdown that's destined to happen. He'd do better than DIO if only because his fate manipulation guarantees that he'd do some damage, but we've never seen it negate a power or regeneration like that. He just can't kill Cole.

What's more is that even if he avoids the Ray Sphere Blast explosion by skipping the time it happens in, the effects will still be present. So he'd still die to the three other things it causes afterwards, getting plagued, zombied, or radiationed to death.

Round 6: Enrico Pucci

I'll be honest, I thought this would be where Cole first stopped. Sure, Cole would regenerate from attacks initially, but Pucci's speed is such that he could be several postcodes away before a Ray Sphere Blast ever hit him and he could eventually just launch Cole into space with infinite velocity and wait for the time acceleration to finish so the universal reset goes off.

But then I remember how Pucci died. See, the time acceleration effects everything that isn't a living organism, including speeding up things that are lethal to Pucci. This is how he died when his time acceleration accidentally sped up how quickly pure oxygen was able to effect and kill him.

Cole's Ray Sphere Blast generates lethal plagues and deadly radiation. If Cole gets the attack off once, he'd be surrounded by deadly, nonvisible radiation and plagues that would kill Pucci in seconds. Due to the fact that it would take Pucci a moment to realize what he has to do to win and his time acceleration takes awhile to speed up to full effect, Cole would most likely have time to get the attack off at least once. Pucci runs off fast enough to avoid the explosion, runs back in, and drops dead from super radiation poisoning and a literally globe scaring plague simultaneously with Cole confused as to what just happened.

Cole doesn't win by his own merits. If you give both prior knowledge, Pucci wins effortlessly. But Cole's go to move just accidentally exploits Made In Heaven's biggest weakness. Oops.

This fight would be hilarious from Cole's perspective. He gets walloped faster than he can think, makes a big explosion to get the guy off him, and then Pucci reappears after the blast and immediately drops dead. "What the fuck was that?"

Round 7: Funny Valentine

Oh, god, this one's a headache.

D4C: Love Train is an overpowered abomination that Cole has no answer for, even for as busted as he is.

Love Train is a massive barrier of light that Funny Valentine hides behind to protect himself. He is functionally invulnerable here, as any attack or misfortune that comes his way will simply be redirected elsewhere. As such, Cole cannot hit Valentine so long as he's hiding behind Love Train.

D4C allows Funny Valentine to travel between universes so long as he's between two surfaces. He uses this both for immortality by possessing other versions of himself and for offense by bringing people from other universes to fight for him. If he brings in an alternate universe version of his opponent and the two collide, they will both collapse into sponges full of infinite holes, bypassing even Cole's regeneration. This gives Funny both the defensive and offensive means to survive Cole.

It is worth noting that Cole doesn't get stomped here. Funny Valentine has to leave himself vulnerable and exit Love Train in order to counterattack, leaving himself vulnerable to either Cole's attacks or the radiation and plague left over from his attacks. If Cole's on his game, he could vaporize Valentine during this window of opportunity before he can enter a new body, as he's an ordinary human without his Stand. This is particularly problematic, as Funny wouldn't know what radiation is, much less understand why he's dying to it.

Funny could simply grab Good Cole with the RFI from an alternate universe and have him kill his counterpart and have the both of them explode. There is, however, one problem.

That's not how multiverse interaction works in inFAMOUS. The collapsing into Merger Sponges bit is specifically how the JoJo universe handles alternate universe selves, but inFAMOUS allows alternate selves to interact just fine. Kessler is an alternative version of Cole and those two beat each other up just fine. So.... I'm a bit unsure how to proceed here.

If the laws of the inFAMOUS multiverse trump the JoJo’s here, then Cole eventually wins because Funny can't kill him. While Valentine could grab RFI Cole to fight on his behalf, that would require him to know about and seek out the RFI to begin with, which he wouldn't. Without the RFI, Evil Cole is the most powerful version of Cole around so throwing other versions of him in would only do so much good. Plus, Valentine would have to convince the other Coles to fight for him and that's going to be tricky as the bodies mount up as Valentine hides behind his shield. Cole is a pretty skeptical guy in any timeline. Without Merger Sponges or prior knowledge, Valentine can't get past that damn regeneration.

If the Merger Sponges do work, then Funny could likely win, but it's just a case of if Cole can hit him when he exits Love Train before he gets into another universe. Possible, but Funny's powers are so outside the box that I call it unlikely, as Cole's just gonna be confused about this guy's whole deal.

Round 8: Tooru

AHAHAHAHA!

No.

Wonder of U is the abstract concept of Calamity itself. Cole can't do shit.

While Tooru himself can still be killed by Cole, Wonder of U will activate the second he even thinks of doing so. The real question is whether Wonder of U can create a Calamity powerful enough to kill Cole in the first place. Wonder of U changes the Logic of the universe to cause Calamities to happen to you in proportion to both how much you pursue its user and how bad of a person you are. Given Cole's casual bloodlust and genocidal ambitions in this form, Calamity is gonna fuck him up.

We've seen things like Wonder of U making it so raindrops punch holes straight through people or you accidentally snap your own neck by turning your head too hard. As hax as Cole is, he still runs on Logic, which Wonder of U manipulates.

The most Cole can do here is possible kill Tooru before going down, but even then Wonder of U will persist as the embodiment of Calamity, with Cole just unable to hurt or see him in any way. A random raindrop lands on Cole with enough force to split all the atoms in his body and make him explode until no molecules are left gg.

Conclusion:

Honest to god I was not expecting Cole to get this far. I thought he'd get past Part 5 at the highest. Him dumb luck sneaking in a loophole to get past Pucci and Valentine genuinely suprised me.

So, even without a Stand himself, Cole MacGrath from the Evil Karma timeline at his peak would still be a massive threat in the JoJo’s universe. From outdoing the Ultimate Lifeform at his own game to nearly clearing most of the original timeline. He doesn't solo the verse by any means (Gold Experience Requiem tells him to get fucked) but he stands tall among its top tiers as a threat more than capable of bringing most Bizarre Adventures to a cruel end.

[midorisudachi]

"We are ridiculously awesome!" - Zevran Arainai (after winning a battle)

Happy December, loves! How are we already at the end of the year? I have felt incredibly scatter-brained this entire year, due to how fast it has been flying by. I feel as if I didn't get anything (that I had planned to do this year) done. Does anybody else feel that way? I had all these ideas in my head to drawn Dragon Age Inquisition characters every other Monday until Dragon Age Day...which was December 4th...and I did not accomplish my goal! Life catches up to you, ya now?

Zevran is absolutely delightful in Dragon Age Origins. He has no shame in what he says...zero filters with his words! Ha ha! He has the best conversations with the characters and I love his bantering. He's my favourite bisexual elf! I had decided to draw him in a heavy armour...I think it was the "Ceremonial Armour".

Some of my favourite Zevran quotes:

"Elves plant these trees to remind themselves of who they once were. And then they pee on it. Charming symbolism, really." - At the vhenadhal tree.)

"How did I get here? What happened to all those luscious wood nymphs?" - After waking up from the Sloth Demon tricking him

"Hmm... Anyone up for a little bit of naked cliffdiving? No?" - At Redcliffe

And the best one:

Zevran: Might I offer you a bit of advice, my good friend Alistair?

Alistair: I like my hair the way it is, thank you.

Zevran: Truly? As you wish... though my advice is regarding something else completely. It has to do with your recent... exertions with your fellow Grey Warden that I overheard.

Alistair: My...? Oh.

Zevran: It did seem as if you just got going when all grew quiet. You are... feeling all right, yes? Perhaps you are tired?

Alistair: We aren't talking about this, are we? Did I hit my head?

Zevran: I have some roots from home that you may chew if you need energy. As for volume, perhaps you ought to try arching your--

Alistair: Whoa! Whoa! Awkward!

Zevran: You Fereldens are so finicky. How will you ever learn how to pleasure each other unless you talk about it?

Alistair: Not listening! La la la la la!

I hope everybody likes this fan art! Notice the date on it? Yes! I drew this a year ago. Why did I not post it on Tumblr before? *Facepalm* Really though...I hope this is well received & enjoyed. This year I have felt like a failure when it comes to art, for it honestly seems like people prefer digital art over traditional art. Is this so? I love traditional art...I don't want it to die out. Even worse is that some people prefer AI "art" (more like ART THEFT!) over real artists. It can be hard to be an artist sometimes. Don't get me wrong. I love digi art, too. But often my heart yearns for more traditional artwork, as it often gets tossed aside. I feel that is one reason why I had not done well with my art on Instagram. From now on, I will only be posting art here on Tumblr. Thank you to ALL of you who have liked and shared my artwork. You mean a lot to me and I appreciate you in supporting me. PLEASE let me know if you draw Dragon Age fan art, too! I'd love to see it.

Drawn with Sakura Pigma Micron pens and then coloured in with a mix of Copics and Ohuhu markers. White accents done with a gel pen. Background was done in Photoshop Elements.

Zevran Arainai & Dragon Age Origins (c) Bioware & Electronic Arts

[roseangel19]

More wild Helluva Boss Hot Takes!!!!!!!! (I still have my protective gear on 👍🏻)

[Before I get into this, I just want to say thank you all for your notes, reblogs etc. I was hesitant about making the first hot take post because of this reputation of the fan base being so up in arms when it comes to criticism; but we should normalize having civil discussions on the Internet without the fear of backlash from die hard fans. It’s ok to love something and still acknowledge that it isn’t perfect, that doesn’t automatically make you a hater as well as the opposite side of the spectrum. If you are blindly ignoring the blatant flaws and swearing up and down that the show is perfect, imo you’re deceiving yourself. But hey, if you believe the show is a 10/10 good on you 👍🏻👍🏻😊].

Now on to the hot takes! Woo!

{This might be the last hot take post I make because I honestly can’t think of any more. If anyone has any hot takes they would love to share, please feel free to reply, reblog or message me, thanks in advance ☺️}.

The Goetia Family drama side plot+ divorce side plots are pointless time wasters. The amount of time that’s spent in these storylines is time that SHOULD be put into developing our main cast.

While on the subject of the Goetia, I feel like they’re not being used as a means of getting to know Stolas and his family on a deeper level. Instead, they’re being portrayed as stereotypical jerk rich people. Side rant, how is it that we are two seasons into this show and still don’t know what role the Goetia plays in the overall story? Same with Stolas’ royal duties, we’ve never seen him do his job other than what he did in “Harvest Moon Festival”.

Blitz should’ve slept with Asmodeus instead of Stolas.

The pilot should’ve been the real episode one of season one instead of “Murder Family”.

Nothing in the show would change if Stella didn’t exist. Her character adds/ removes absolutely nothing to the show outside of this family drama storyline; all she does is scream, screech and squawk about how she hates Stolas and wants him killed. Then has the nerve to call him an embarrassment, SHE’S the embarrassment.

The overall cast of characters should be of a more manageable size.

The songs are hit/miss sometimes.

Bee’s design is alright.

“Western Energy” should’ve been the real premiere episode for season two and it should’ve been a 3-4 part special.

Personality wise, Loona has got to be the most inconsistent character on the show (Blitz and Stolas are tied).

Speaking of which, having the show revolve around Stolitz is so detrimental it’s not even funny. HB isn’t a romance series about star crossed lovers from two sides of a societal hierarchy, it’s about an assassination business run by a group of demons in Hell that go to Earth to kill humans on the request of their clients!

“The Circus” should’ve been more focused on Blitz, Fizz and Barbie Wire as well as fleshing out the relationship between Blitz, his mom and Barbie.

This one is more of a concern. I’m concerned about Octavia’s character being solely defined by her being a victim of her parents failing marriage and subsequent divorce. I like her and I would love to see her have stand alone moments outside of her dealing with her parents.

Stella is a horrible antagonist.

“Unhappy Campers” shouldn’t have happened.

All of the sexual jokes and cussing characters do should be used sparingly.

It would be great if the songs were pulled from different genres of music.

[always-a-joyful-note]

gonna hit u with a wild ask for the character opinion game what're ur thoughts on

-jang hayoung (my favorite orv character if the main trio didnt exist)

-kim namwoon

-shin yoosung

-kujo tenn

-kujo takamasa (my favorite i7 character if i give myself over to insanity but i haven't yet so it's nagi or mina)

-natsume minami

BE WILD! AMAZING CHARACTER CHOICES BY THE WAY, Chitra! And thank you so much for the ask!

Spoilers for ORV and i7 under the cut

So Jang Hayoung.

To be fair, the fandom did have to deal with Jan Hayong being misgendered in a sense. I have my own thoughts about that but that's honestly a somewhat negligible point for me? Because THAT whole discourse is more kdj centred (own problems, hence the slight mark on ignore canon) but for Jang Hayoung herself??? Mildly obsessed. Wall of communication and her own character being a product of communication between author and reader. The way she embodies both miscommunication and breaking boundaries and walls with it. Her funny and hilarious crush on the Demon King of Salvation but clear disdain towards KDJ. She is neat and such a character but also such a self insert and I don't know. Like... she's a link between author and reader, she is her own person, she is waroed by the narrative, she's freer from the narrative than most. I love everything about her.

Kim Namwoon

I don't have many strong feelings about Kim Namwoon except that he deserved better but KDJ wouldn't let him deserve better because KDJ is a self-hating idiot. He is like the definition of a plot device character but if the plot was some guy's intense sense of self-hatred. He is well written in the sense that there was definitely more to the guy but that KDJ didn't let it be fully realised. But I do love their obsession with mecha. Very valid

Shin Yoosung

CHARACTER OF ALL TIME I LOVE HER I WOULD DIE FOR HER I WOULD -

Listen. Shin Yoosung is like a daughter to me, okay? Which I guess does note beat the KDJ reader self insert allegations but seriously. Her characters arcs (yes, plural on both)??? Her power? The fact that KDJ wanted to give her (and Gilyoung) the kind of childhood he couldn't ever have but that her hands were already sort of tainted with blood? Canon isn't real doesn't mean I hate what canon did to her, by the way. It's that KDJ hated what canon did to her and...changed it. Shin Yoosung is like what if you put a little girl with so much guilt and made her face the realisation of that guilt - that she IS or can be as bad as she currently fears. Also, she is so mean sometimes to Gilyoung and that is so real for her. (Kiss them is platonic, by the way)

Also. Older Shin Yoosung's aesthetic and gender. Yes.

Kujo Tenn

Insane, self-sacrificial, selfish, and Profession. As the Discord group put it: ableist icon, too. Tenn is like what if you mixed the yandere trope with the stoic soldier trope or something (don't listen to that I am literally just spitting nonsense here.) But for real....he's SUCH a well-written character that that itself drives me BONKERS. He's got such Eldest Child energy BUT - BUT THIS IS IMPORTANT - there is a youngest child inside him screaming for attention too!! (Which I think TRIGGER gave). You never can completely hate him even if you do think he should be slapped. As a treat. The writers just went OFF on his character and I could think about it all day and one day will try to articulate it all. He's just......neat

Kujo Takamasa

In my defense of the design thing....he really gives off SUCH Phantom of the Opera vibes, it's SO funny to me. I say beast unleashed when he's just a poor meow meow who should have used his money for therapy rather than the stuff he pulled in canon. Is he for me? Nah, not really. But do I find him hilarious from an observer's point of view? Absolutely

Natsume Minami

Minami and Sogo both made me realize I might have a vibe with characters who look frail and have white hair but are deeply unwell inside and express that through toxic violence of some sort. To be honest, my favourite thing about Mina is that he might be a subversion of the composer trope? Like a foil to Sogo. Usually, I think composers are written as tortured souls who want to express a deep but beautiful feeling in music. Mina is a tortured soul but his feelings are raw and ugly and frankly terrifying and he was encouraged to express those through art. Which is honestly great and makes me want to bite his character arc like a watermelon. Also, at this point, he's probably the only one holding ZOOL's bad boy image together because the others can act it out well enough but they're all so pathetic and sweethearts at heart (took some time getting there for Torao, though.) Minami is not a sweetheart in any sense or form, even if he is pathetic, and that's very cool of him

[syndianites]

tom in a (season 1 centric) timeloop

thank youuu!

When I tell you that I've had an idea similar to this floating in my head for ages, let me tell you that unironically I have a whole lore for it. (Granted, it uses some of my more out-there Mianite headcanon and background lore for characters, so it'd get revised to be less ooc for the characters if I ever DID write that plot bunny. My similar thought centers on the idea of the crew coming out of the void post-s2 and getting stuck in the entire s1 plot again, except 1) the s2 crew is there and 2) no one seems to remember doing any of this before except for some brief deja-vu moments. The main POV would follow the s2 crew and the main plot twist would be the fact that Tom DOES remember what happened and has the powers of Dianite, but is trying his best to keep the events all together and maybe, possibly, save his Dianite. The ending is a secret tho)

Onto the fic

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Tom felt the strain burn into his upper back. He was never the best archer- that solidly went to Jordan and his goddess' personal preference for bows- but at this close of distance and how big Dianite was, he knew his aim would be true.

He was conflicted.

Yeah, Dianite disowned him. Sure, he was acting absolutely batshit insane, trying to kill his own sister and fellow goddess. And yeah, Tom had decided he'd side with his friends, but a few swings against his god were nothing in the grand scheme of things. What was significant, however, was how worn Dianite was beginning to look. For all his godly might, Dianite had been deteriorating for months. Tom couldn't figure out why and any attempt at getting answers was met with harsh rebuttal, and by the time he started to get an inkling of what might be going down Furia had decided to start shit.

Looking at Dianite now, you wouldn't think he was a god. Maybe a tough, angry red demon, but a god? No, he was far too battered and bruised to attest to such divine birthright. Even as he expertly parried a strike from Tucker and ducked an arrow sent by Jordan, Dianite just barely managed to escape Sonja's quick slash with a shallow scratch. He was slowing down. Even more so after the crystal atop the pillar at the center of their arena had been broken.

Tom tracked the fight with his eyes, barely moving a muscle beyond the subtle shake of his arms. His bow was redied, his shot clear. Just a quick release of the tension built in his fingers and his arrow would hit home. Dianite's back was turned to him.

Why was he hesitating?

The wait was maddening. How much longer could he hold this position? How much longer until someone got the upper hand- who would it be? Would he be able to stand seeing his god cutting down one of his friends, so soon after Capsize's death? Would he be able to handle seeing his friends cut down his god, the very one that had taken him in, bloodied and bleeding and freshly pulled from the grave?

The choice was taken from him.

He didn't realize until the arrow was already in the air, too focused on the sudden chill that had taken into his fingers. Tom glanced at his hand in bewilderment, seeing the ghost of a dark energy- or was it a deep purple?- before his head snapped back up to Dianite.

To the arrow lodged in his back.

Dianite stumbled, sword clattering to the ground. Tucker and Jordan had stepped back, both with their swords still raised, and Sonja had an arrow knocked in the background, all of them clearly ready for some new power to burst forth.

Instead, Dianite's head turned towards Tom, eyes eerily blank.

They stared at one another as Dianite fell down to one knee, then both. A frown marred his face- not a sneer but something more confused. His eyes fell to Tom's hand that still prickled with cold like he'd just dunked them in arctic waters.

Tom's chest twisted like it was reading its own arrow.

"No." Dianite's eyes found his again. "Not like this."

Stuck in the god's gaze, Tom watched as a shadow seemed to lift from Dianite's eyes like he was gaining clarity. He seemed to wrestle with himself, teeth grit in determination and Tom wondered if he was going to strike him down for the betrayal.

But was it betrayal when Dianite had turned his back to him first?

Instead, Dianite gave a sigh, setting a soft look upon Tom. "Not for you."

Before Tom could react, before he could draw a breath, pain erupted behind his eyes. The world was swallowed in a blinding light- white, at first, then turning a deep, blood red, before fading to black.

Oh, Tom mused, he really did strike me down.

With that thought, Tom blanked out.

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In a shocking turn of events, Tom came to with a stuttering gasp. His eyes flew open only to burn with the sudden onset of light. He squeezed them closed, hand flying up to protect his eyes. The sound of waves beat at his pounding head.

A groan sounded from afar. It wasn't himself, for he could scarcely manage a wheeze. There was a shuffling of sand, shoes crunching shakily on the uneasy surface.

Sand?

Gods know Tom wasn't the smartest, but after getting blasted by godly power and surely being killed so thoroughly he wasn't likely to get revived a second time didn't put him anywhere near sand.

He peeked an eye open from beneath his fingers as his mind fried itself trying to connect dots.

Smited by Dianite + horrible pain = brain exploded?

Brain exploded + waking up in pain = died and sent to hell?

From what Tom knew about the Nether, sand wasn't out of the question, perse, but it was usually accompanied by the screams and moans of the dead.

Wait, did his soul get sucked up by some soul sand?

As he tried to figure out the logistics of how souls even got stuck in sand, a voice caught his attention, "You alive over there?"

When Tom didn't reply, because surely they weren't talking to him, the crunching of sand got closer and there was a nudge at his side.

Startled, Tom dropped the hand from his face, squinting through the sudden pain and onslaught of light to see a man standing above him. As his eyes focused, the face because clear.

"Tucker?" Tom's brain tried to reboot, not comprehending why his best friend was also here. "Don't tell me you died too?"

Instead of a snarky remark, Tucker gave him a suspicious frown. "How do you know my name? Who are you? No, wait, what do you mean died? Is this the afterlife?"

The questions hurt caused Tom's brain to lag, trying to process the absolutely absurd shit coming out of Tucker's mouth. This was too much for him, honestly, between his brain getting exploded and waking up to his soul getting eaten by soul sand and- wait.

Tom sat up suddenly, head pounding at the movement. He was on a beach. There was a clear blue sky around him and a lack of sweltering heat. Either he was not in the Nether, or the process of getting his soul eaten by fucking sand made him hallucinate.

Rather than answering Tucker's questions, he swivled his head from side to side. He was on a beach, a hill stretching out behind him and leading to a solitary acacia tree. The dry looking grass was familiar, like the savannah grass their homes were all built on top of. If he squinted, he could imagine that mountain off to his side being where Tucker and Sonja's castle home was, and opposite of that he could almost visualize Jerry's Tree.

Tom frowned, looking up at the bewildered and agitated Tucker.

"I'm Tom, dumbass. Don't tell me that dying made you forget me?"

Tucker huffed. "Like I'd be able to forget a talking zombie. I'm pretty sure we've never met."

Despite his confusion, Tucker offered Tom a hand like it was second nature. He took it gingerly, eying his friend warily.

"Sure," Tom muttered, the gears in his brain clicking together like an abandoned machine that needed maintenance five years ago. "Doesn't this place look familiar?"

"Not at all. Don't think I've ever been to, what, a savannah? At least, that's what it looks like. Dry grass and all." Tucker frowned at the stalks coming up to his waist, twisting the top and watching it break under his fingers.

Tom didn't respond, instead opting to climb the hill to get a better lay of the land. There was a mutter from Tucker behind him and the sound of footsteps following him. When Tom reached the top he felt his abused brain step into overdrive.

This place looked familiar for sure. Three mountains surrounded the savannah plain, with a river cutting through it. If he squinted at the one on his left, he could almost see was looked like an incomplete version of Dec's house. To the right, he could imagine the Dianite head statue his friends had made, leading into what would be the Forest of the Abyss.

It wasn't until a flash of red caught his eye that Tom truly felt his mind break.

There was Dec, in his usual ragged get-up, waving in that same carefree way he always did. But instead of making some comment about how Tom looks like he lost a fight with a sand castle, or how Tucker looked like a half-drowned rat, he greeted them.

"Welcome! I haven't seen you all around before. What brings you folk out here to our lovely realm of Mianite?" Dec grinned at them, offering a hand to shake.

Tucker stepped forward to introduce himself, but Tom just stared at Declan.

This was almost exactly how his first day in the realm had gone. He'd washed ashore, met Tucker, and got the run down from Dec. Hell, if things continued he could easily imagine how Tucker and he would start gathering wood and trying to set up a base at the top of that stupid mountain Tucker had tried to push him off of as a joke.

No.

No, there was no fucking way.

Dianite had killed him.

But ghosts didn't feel pain. He'd asked Capsize and she told him as much. His head throbbed with the ache of getting smitted.

They couldn't feel temperature, but the heat of the plains was already seeping into his suit jacket.

Most of all, they didn't have a heart beat, and Tom could feel his barely there, defunct heart slowly but surely beating in his chest.

Something had went royally fucking wrong.

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Okay, I could probably continue this, in fact I have a vague idea for how Tom's character arc would go for this and I 100% know how I would end it. If you want more, I can keep going, but I'd either need to separate it into it's own post or do a little planning to get the idea more concrete. Because this is honestly a banger ass plot bunny.

Thanks for the prompt!!

[spacefarerbee]

the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶💖

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums. 🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules:1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

tagged by @stephendorff thank you !! this was so so so so fun !

tagging: @bladeoffrontiers @js337 @costashoffman @angels-holocaust @thegoodgowest

🎧 album info/track recs/my favorite lines under the cut!! ↓↓

Album: Mezmorize - system of a down song rec: question!

🎶 Do we, do we know When we fly When we, when we go Do we die? -- this band has helped me go through middle school and beyond. this song is just a fav and the whole album is a super big vibe

Album: never had to leave - matt maeson song rec: never had to leave

🎶 So I'm leaving you alone, leaving you alone I'm a spacecraft on my way back --song is personal to me, helped me get through some things in the last two years

Album: prophecy of ragnarök - brothers of metal song rec: powersnake

🎶 Eyes glowing red in the dark on the ocean floor Mighty serpent Roaring in the deep, he's a beast that devours all And the serpent awakes -- first song i heard from this band and absolutely became obsessed. fits my entire attitude and my practice

Album: aquarium - aqua song rec: calling you

🎶I-I-I can't get my message through Why-y-y don't you pick up the phone All my love is running down the line But you won't receive it, no, no -- this entire album is my childhood. brings memories with my sister and happier times. this song has always been my fav

Album: a day without rain - enya song rec: wild child

🎶Every summer sun Every winter evening Every spring to come Every autumn leaving You don't need a reason Let it all go on and on -- another childhood album that is held close to my heart and holds dear memories with my mom ♥

Album: demon days - gorillaz song rec: kids with guns

🎶Now they're turning us into monsters Turning us into fire Turning us into monsters It's all desire, it's all desire, it's all desire -- this band was MASSIVE hit with me back in middles school and will always be such a vibe. this song just has a beautiful energy to it but the lyrics not so much. still, this band helped me finds my creative part of my soul back in the day

Album: stick season - noah kahan song rec: you're gonna go far

🎶We're overdue for a revival We spent so long just getting by But that's the thing about survival Who the hell-, who the hell likes livin' just to die? -- this song. this album. been awhile since an album and songs got me crying and hitting super close to home.

Album: starcatcher - greta van fleet song rec: meeting the master

🎶What a day to meet the master I've been waiting for so long Final day to meet the master It's my time to go home -- is anyone really shocked this is the song im picking? of course now. i literally have this album and song inspire a tattoo. been a master fan of them since their first album came out. saw them live later 2023. i cried and was moved in all the ways one can be moved.

Album: hollywoods bleeding - post malone song rec: im gonna be

🎶Hey, why you so mad? (Why you so mad?) Never look back (Never look back) Can't let up the gas, we movin' so fast, yeah, let's make it last -- my first real concert and album and song helped me through a serious tough time with a friendship falling apart and figuring out who i am.

[super-powerful-queen-reyna]

Fanfiction to cope with The Shibuya Massacre:

Satoru faced the curses, alone. The volcano's hand ignited with cursed energy but it did absolutely nothing. He tried again, and again.

"Dam..." Satoru purred, amused. "Was it supposed to do something?"

"It was," a voice from behind intervened. "But I stopped it."

A figure emerged from the shadows.

"Because I am the strongest." she said.

A white streak cutting her long blonde hair in a warrior's braid, clad in a golden armor, the woman's hands glowed with a blue fire. The fire hit the curses and turned them into frogs. It picked them up and threw them in a trashcan.

"That wasn't badass at all, Miss I am the strongest! " Satoru teased her.

"I literally sent them to another universe!" She replied, falsely shocked.

"Oh really?" Satoru continued.

She slapped the trashcan's lid.

"This bad boy sent crazy demonic objects in another universe. Then a space cow got possessed by the objects and I had to face her and I won thanks to my planet friend." She proudly explained. "It was made by my great-great uncle."

"Wow, impressive!" Satoru whistled.

"So," she started. "Is there something I should know about the dark thing outside?"

"It cuts all communication. It lets everyone in, but no one except jujutsu sorcerers out" He succinctly said.

"You're a jujutsu sorcerer?" She asked.

"Exactly!" He laughed.

"I just have to change every nonsos's magical signature to a jujutsu sorcerer's to teleport them out of here..." she whispered to herself.

Satoru tilted his head like a puppy, confused but excitedly waiting for how she was going to do that. He watched her deeply concentrate for several seconds. Her feet got off the ground as she glowed in a bright navy blue light. It reminded him that every time Megumi watched Attack on Titan, Satoru liked to brag he could kill Titans easily. This time, he faced someone that could actually kill every single Titan at once. That would kill him in a matter of seconds. He even saw universes in her eyes, which was supposed to be impossible. And She unleashed her power and the non jujutsu sorcerers disappeared. Satoru realised he forgot to tell her about something.

"Where did you send them?" He yelled, more puzzled than ever, except for this one time.

"Outside." she brutally replied. "Now are you going to exorcise every curse or what?"

"Didn't you sense the people turned into monsters?"he buzzed with anger, mostly at himself. "They're going to kill everyone!"

"Why do you think it took me more than five seconds?" she snapped. "I turned them back you idiot!"

"How was I supposed to know that?" He asked, shaken up.

"I don't know, by keeping up with news from Otherworld like it was said in the treaty we made with Tengen." She scathingly replied.

"He never told anyone!" Satoru protested."Why are you so angry at me?"

"You were angry at me first!" She shouted. "I hate it when people get angry at me when I help. Ok you're worried but I don't joke about me being the strongest. The only stronger people are me with my planet friend or me with this guy or me with the Zendra Star or me with the demonic objects. Give me your number."

"What?" He exclaimed, confused by the non sequitur.

"So I can send you videos of me doing extra powerful things!" She explained.

"Man I wish I could do that!" He said, disappointed because the Jujutsu world is not visible in regular videos. "It's (03)-0212-0322."

She tapped on her wrist for like a minute and then Satoru got a notification. He clicked on the videos and what he saw was beyond what he could ever imagine. So many things had happened to her, and she overcame it all! He heard the sound of a body hitting the ground but he did not pay attention because in the video she was literally teleporting even more people than there were in Shibuya then closing a black hole as easily as breathing. Without even being tired because she had asked for help at the right time! He looked at the rest of the videos, fascinated, and squishy sounds could be heard. Not from his phone, but it didn't really bother him.

He looked over at her and what he saw made his heart skip a beat. Not the brain in a jar, but Suguru. Suguru was there. His six eyes told him it was true, and his soul recognized him.

"Is it him? Is he..."Satoru whispered, hope and love exceeding the hard truth that he killed him , almost a year ago.

Suguru coughed, finally breathing. Satoru threw himself at him and hugged him tightly but not too much, to let him breathe.

"Yo, Satoru. It's been a while." He weakly said.

Satoru had missed the way he softly talked to him.

"How are you alive?" Satoru asked.

"Kenjaku. But mainly thanks to your new friend." He replied. "What's your name by the way?"

"Tara Duncan. You know, if you don't want to eat, I can always use my trashcan." She gently said.

"How did you- nevermind. Satoru, can you do my hair like you used to? I'm feeling a bit dizzy." Suguru asked.

"Yes, I will. Who's Kenjaku by the way?" Satoru asked gently.

Tara and Suguru both pointed to the brain in the jar. If this were a cartoon, interrogation marks would've floated above Satoru's deeply concerned and confused face.

"Oh, I don't know how that works for jujutsu sorcerers, but I transferred some of my blood to you. It might have positive effects on you. Can you try to do magic?" She addressed Suguru encouragingly.

Blue fire appeared in Suguru's hands, and he projected multiple swirly tendrils of light. Those tendrils went stiff after a couple minutes, then they got absorbed back in Suguru's hands, like a dog's leash rolling back into its container. The remaining curses were tied to the other ends, as well as two teenage girls and jujutsu veil stuff. Tara swiftly turned all he brought that were not teenage girls into frogs and threw them in her trashcan.

"Nanako! Mimiko! " Suguru exclaimed.

"Geto-sama!" The teenage girls excitedly yelled.

They had a family hug. Satoru smiled fondly and Tara averted her gaze because she was aware that she wasn't concerned by the family reunion. She also took advantage of the moment to seal the trashcan and put it into her pocket.

"Satoru! Will you be their dad?" Suguru happily asked.

"Only if you'll be Megumi's mom!" Satoru replied with the biggest smile you've ever seen in your entire life.

They looked tenderly into each other's eyes, both laughing like idiots in love.

"Who's Megumi?" Nanako asked, confused.

"I guess it's Satoru's kid." Tara replied.

"Don't you know him?" Mimiko asked, even more puzzled.

"I never met this Megumi and I just met Satoru on my aunt's orders. How could I have any more information than you?" Tara explained.

Nanako picked up the jar.

"Ewwww!" Mimiko commented.

"I've got a jar of diiirt!" Nanako smirked.

Tara smiled stupidly, recognizing the reference. Then Satoru helped Suguru to get up and they giddily strutted or traipsed towards the jujutsu sorcerers rendezvous point. Everyone looked at them, shocked.

"What about the people he murdered?" Nanami asked, deeply concerned.

"What murdaaaaaa?" Satoru jokingly replied.

Horrified looks from everyone in the room but Satoru's only looking at Suguru. Tara got from her pocket a quartz rectangle.

"More seriously, here's your honeymoon itinerary and therapy schedule." Tara handed the rectangle to Suguru. "Also, my domain in Omois is big enough for you and your kids."

"Wow, thank you Tara!" Suguru said, touched by the attention.

"Wait... Tara, as in Tara'tylanhem T'al Barmi Ab Santa Ab Maru T'al Duncan? The heiress of Omois?" Takuma Ino intervened.

"Yup. Don't add any more information." She threatened.

He gulped. Now if you've read anything about her, you know that if you provoke her there's a good chance you'll spend the rest of your life as a fly-liking amphibian. Like any sensible person, he did not want that. To keep it rocking, he didn't say anything more.

"Sooo... Do you still want to kill me?" Maki boldly asked.

"Meh." Suguru replied. "I've realized that killing people is actually boring. I like to kill annoying people, but it's even more annoying to get rid of the body. And I can't not do it because I don't like the smell. So now I think I'll find out how to teach people to manipulate cursed energy to get less curses. Or just find Ladybug to make some lucky charms to give to people."

Immediately after he said that, Satoru passionately kissed Suguru on the mouth. When they made out for more than ten minutes, Tara got sick of it and teleported them to the aforementioned domain. She appeared back, then they all got into the cars back to Jujutsu Tokyo school.

[sonicasura]

For the DMC crews next encounter with a Pokemon, it will be Dante and Vergil who meet up with Mewtwo. An encounter that happens when Mewtwo ends up going after a Boss Demon that wrecking a Plaza and sending out a horde of demons into another part of the city.

Trainer heads out on Koraidon too stop the other demons sent into the city and Mewtwo heads out too stop the Boss Demon from causing anymore damage or summoning more demons. Dante and Vergil are the only ones close enough that can get there quickly enough too confront the Boss Demon. When both get there they are surprised too see Mewtwo taking on the Boss Demon, dodging the energy blasts it keeps sending out of it's mouth while also helping keep the surrounding area safe.

Vergil: Quite unexpected, that creature is incredibly strong from what I can see. This must be one of that child's familiar which means they must be close by.

Dante: * Whistle* That big cat is definitely laying the smackdown, but I not one too stand idly by and let someone else have all the fun * Jumps Of the Building They Both Were Standing On* WOOHOOO

Vergil: * Follows After Dante* Must you shout the absolute stupidest sounds imaginable!

They quickly get too Mewtwo's side with Dante slashing away some pouncing Assaults and Vergil easily blocking fire from some Enigmas. Soon all 3 are back too back with each other, introductions are quick with Dante and Vergil are surprised that Mewtwo can actually speak, and they begin too clear out the demons too get too the Boss Demon. Dante and Vergil begin too ask question while they all battle too see what they can get out of Mewtwo. Mewtwo does not give them much in the way of information just Trainer along with the other Pokémon are here too help people that are in danger. Dante and Vergil keep on pushing too see if Mewtwo will give anymore information, but Mewtwo does not really give any worth while answers.

Eventually they make it too the Boss Demon who tries too summon more demons but Mewtwo is quicker on the draw as they send huge amount of rubble too knock the Boss Demon off balance.

The fight quickly gets underway with Vergil using Beowulf too lay down quick punches and quicks, Dante uses his Devil Sword too hit with heavy strikes against the Demon's legs ( He would use Balrog but the Marshall Weapons joined in on the revolt) and Mewtwo uses Ice Punch against the Demon's Head which freezes it and stops energy blasts, Vergil takes advantage of this and uses an Axe Kick which sends the demons heads crashing down too the ground and Dante swiftly finishes the Demon with a Multi-Sword into a point blank Stinger.

After the Demon is killed all the lesser demons begin retreating in fear, and Dante and Vergil take the opportunity too go and try bring Mewtwo back too DMC. Only for one of Hoopa's rings too appear as a doorway for Mewtwo, Vergil immediately recognizes the ring portal and both Dante and Vergil both rush too catch Mewtwo only for the Psychic Type too be gone in a flash.

The Sparda Twins are both thankful for the help and worried about the Kid and their strange familiars

Mewtwo definitely isn't the type to give out much information, especially to total strangers. It's good to know Trainer's group only gets involved when people are in danger. However this is demons we're talking about so it isn't unsurprising that the Sparda Twins are worried.

Devil hunting can be quite the dangerous occupation and not something a child should get close to.

[writtenbyplato]

think these might all be from one fellur, but gonna respond individually anyhow and then work on all the support in tha inbox. confetti top to bottom left to right

1. no problem at all dude, absolute respect to you for respecting what doesn't click with you specifically. i adore neutral people that have hit me up with comfort like this, it does genuinely help me shake off the freak riding my straw page. wishing for people to treat you with the same good energy. heart ALSO HELL YES i love ponyphonic oh my god

2. that fucking bird i hate (love. damn they look stupid)

3. thank yew what the shit uhhhh. can copy paste a lil list for you, but i also have like 80 playlists on spot if anyone ever wants to dig into that. user is fuxfluff there.

list: Ponyphonic, S3RL, GLAZE, Limp Bizkit, Rob Zombie, Ken Ashcorp, Kokayna, Kevin MacLeod, Your Favorite Martian. SMiLEdk, Korn, IAMX, The Birthday Massacre, Slipknot, Babymetal, SOAD, Drowning Pool, Nirvana, Pitbull, Hozier, Fall Out Boy, Doddodo, Lemon Demon, Will Wood, The Haunting, Rio Romeo, Haley Heynderickx, Big Thief, Kevin & The Bikes, David Kushner, Kyary Pamyu Pamyu, Sporty-O, many others.

(really like those official sega sonic racing songs too. then some very popular ones like lady gaga / kesha / britney spears, etc etc.)

4. meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :3

[thedragonagelesbian]

16, 21, 22 for any KC you want :)

yeee thank you!!!!

Mechanics & Story Asks

gonna answer for both kyr (aeon -> gold dragon leyline guardian witch + winter witch) & cyrus (angel -> legend, martyr paladin -> spelleater bloodrager + skald + thug) because. i can. and i love them.

16. How well do they play mechanically with their romance, if any? If not, which party member do they synchronize best with?

Kyr: The entire inception of Kyr's character came from the unique possibilities of a healerXdhampir ship afiopwjef I love that Sosiel has to stock an entire extra line of spells to keep Kyr alive, I love that Sosiel comes with selective channel feat so he doesn't hurt Kyr when he channels energy, I love touch of good/bit of luck for boosting spell attack rolls, I love fortune + cackle for Kyr supporting his off-tank bf... love it all!!

Cyrus: End-game Cyrus is almost scarily self-sufficient, but the early/mid game 'step into my healing aura you stupid fuck' energy with Daeran is IMPECCABLE. Love a reckless self-sacrificing tank and an annoyed selfish healer learning to care about others by taking care of him. One of my favorite mechanic-driven story moments I've had yet was the final Act 3 boss battle, when basically all Cyrus did was stand there and get utterly pummeled by Darrazand while Daeran frantically tried to keep him up, this immense and bloody sacrifice made on behalf of the crusade... and Galfrey turns around and strips Cyrus of his command. Delicious.

21. If the Knight-Commander could get a unique item, what would it be and what would it do?

I don't know if these are items that they would have, so much as they are items inspired by the characters.

Kyr: Frozen Will. This gelid amulet grants its wearer immunity to mind-affecting spells and conditions. Additionally, whenever the wearer casts a spell with the cold descriptor, there is a 10% chance that the spell (or spell slot used to cast it) will not be spent.

Cyrus: The Skald's Saber of Self-Reliance. This +5 good longsword grants its wielder the ability to cast dispel magic, greater on themself as a move action, targeting harmful effects. The ability can be used three times per day.

22. What is the Commander’s opinion of their mythic patrons/advisors - the Hand of the Inheritor, Aivu or the Desnan Adepts, Zacharias, the Aeon in the mirror, Hal, Yozz and Noticula, etc.?

Kyr: The aeon in the mirror is... unnerving. Absolute, unassailable, all-consuming. Every time Kyr stands before the mirror, he feels certain. Like this is everything that he is, has always been, but when he steps away again, he feels less sure. Especially discovering that he isn't allowed to use the aeon's temporal powers to undo his own immense suffering at the hands of his sire, he grows more disillusioned with it, its promises, and the sacrifices it demands in return.

His current feelings on Hal are also ambivalent. He wants to believe in the possibility of redemption, but hearing how Hal allowed Terendelev to hurt him, he can't help but think him a fool. Kyr is still trying to wrap his mind around the 'unconditional' part of the whole 'unconditional love, acceptance, and forgiveness' thing.

And he's utterly uninterested in and unaffected by "Melies". Which is a shame because now I have to make a whole new aeon to be tempted by corruption & fuck that archdevil. Smh.

Cyrus: Cyrus' initial admiration of the Hand of the Inheritor quickly escalated into something more in the Abyss. Defending his worth to Galfrey, providing refuge of the Nexus, always watching over him and checking in to make sure the demonic corruption wasn't getting to him... the Hand helped Cyrus feel safe, or at least as safe as he could be, in the Midnight Isles.

...So when Nocticula revealed that Areelu had planted the wound that gave Cyrus his mythic powers, and the Hand took it poorly, Cyrus was devastated. The reveal hit him hard too, given his myriad body & autonomy issues and his deep-seated fear of being a weapon wielded by someone else, and this person he cared about seeing him like that hurt even more.

So they fought about it. And then they had a very heavy makeout/holy handjob sess about it.

Cyrus was heartbroken when Baphomet took the Hand, all the more so when Iomedae told him that the Hand was praying to him constantly for salvation from his torture in the Ineluctable Prison. And he was horrified by what that torture had wrought, turning the Hand into an empty vessel for Baphomet's cruel will. Of course Cyrus saved his heart and returned it to him, and in my heart, the Hand returned to Drezen afterward to begin his recovery. With lots of gay fallen angel sex. That's a very important part of the recovery.