#i am the devil on your shoulder

[askchilchuck]

Mr. Tims!!! It's an honor! (curtsy) I've heard a lot about you from other half-foots and they said you could help me out. I'm only part half-foot, my father is a dwarf, and it's been only a good few months after I moved out of my dad's house -- but finding entry level work for myself has been really rough... I don't have the strength to go work in the mines, but I also have really clumsy hands so lockpicking isn't an option for me. Really, the only thing I take interest in is magic, but... well I can't say I haven't tried a million times to get good at it, but the mana sickness is seriously bad every time. (fidget fidget) Y'know, I once got knocked out cold for 5 hours straight, and my parents were furious! Told me I couldn't use magic until I learned how to stop pushing myself too hard, haha... Anyways, I was hoping for some advice on what to do? I'm lucky I had enough money to afford a rental, but I'm worried what might happen if I don't pick up a job soon. I don't have a very wide skillset, but I can hold a mace and sew - not without accidentally poking myself though - so I guess that's somethin'... (their voice drops to a mumble) I just wish those changeling mushrooms I got actually worked... I already know how to use magic, I just need... wish I had a better... ugh (cough) Sorry if this is an inconvenience by the way, I can try contacting someone else if you'd like!

You know I heard that, right? Look, Changelings aren’t worth it. The effects are uncontrollable and impermanent. Not to mention they only work in dungeons and not on the surface. I don’t know much about magic other than Dwarfs and Half Foots have a very low tolerance for it, which is not a good combo for you. Unless you can find a way to mitigate mana sickness reliably, I’d shoot for something that isn’t going to hurt you in the long run.

I know surface work isn’t glamorous, but there’s a lot of honest work that needs to be done up there, that I’m sure you’d be very good at. Maybe consider something up top, and study in your free time? Even if you can’t cast anything, you can still learn.

[sea-lanterns]

I'm in the dilemma over which one I want more ahhhh Xianyun and Arlecchino if she becomes playable like why did they have to release a hot parent when I was already wanting one!!! 👾

Get both 👾 anon! Who said you had to choose ;)

Think about it, don’t you want both the tall, long nailed, old women? They’re too hot not to pull for, so don’t disappoint them ☺️

[yaknowlikenyah]

New form of bratting just dropped. You should cricket whistle when your Dom asks you to do something.

[squarebracket-trickster]

😠

is... is this about the library? one can never have enough books<3

[bridgetotheskyyy]

Do it

The disgusting need to buy them. My end is near

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

No because wait a bit.

Shio only asks Satsuki to tell people Hibaru and Terasu died, and sure, for people who have them in front of them he isn't going to say that, it's more logical to ask them to kill and act as if they didn't but—

But it's still not Shio who asked for the murders? We don't see him ask for it? It's Satsuki who carries the message – I don't doubt that Shio rather have Hibaru (and Terasu) dead, but it's very much Satsuki who pronounced those exact words.

That doesn't erase the surprise from "but we're brothers"! But it does change the "tell everyone Hibaru and Terasu are no more" to "kill everyone that takes Hibaru's side" and that's not the same thing

It's very oblivious the entire situation is beneficial for Satsuki: he looks like he's pleased with how things turned out, Shio just develops a God complex so he's even more easy to manipulate (if he already wasn't before), and for someone as naturally not charismatic as Satsuki who doesn't look like a fighter and doesn't have an astro giving him a fighting ability, using someone else — someone whom most follow — is the best option. He's the second son, he knows he won't ever be first no matter what in no matter which context, so he takes advantages of it: if he is second, nobody pays attention to him because he's not a direct threat, and if nobody pays attention to him because he's not perceived as a threat then.. he has free rein to manipulate everyone as he pleases. And nobody will ever notice but he'll come out on top.

He's very much more brain than muscles, that's easy to see. I'm just waiting to see how much he manipulates things to place himself in the true position of power and how much Shio knows Satsuki subtlety distorts his words. (Because surely, if he only changes the way it's worded, the way people will understand Shio's intents won't change, right?)

Is it the first time Satsuki subtlety distorts Shio's orders/words in a twisted game of telephone?

[most-tragic-character-tournament]

Every day since this happened I’ve had to sit quietly in my classics classes and try desperately to not tell my professor about Antigone v Lloyd because that would require explaining too much tumblr culture to this tech-illiterate 40-year-old boomer [affectionate] and he has back-to-back classes all day so there wouldn’t be time. I feel like he would be very entertained, though. Confused, but entertained.

Now THATS what I call a tragedy

[adaine-party-wizard]

i feel like i deserve new nail polish as a treat because i am ANGRY AT PEOPLE so uh, if i place another mooncat order soon mind your business

[narutotravesties]

I think there needs to be an event where a bunch of Naruto Enjoyers make powerpoints on whatever they're unwell about in the series.

- might end in bloodshed but that's thematic thus allowed as long as there's battle music

- throw some people who have either very casually watched naruto or never heard of it into the mix. At the end they can explain what they've gathered the series is about

[triglycercule]

murder time trio come back from killing some guy (me) and dust just pulls out a rainbow cleaning duster and starts dusting himself off. horror questions him. he says it's self care

[freakinhorse123]

but don’t you want the blackmail? The meme material????

hello i have many an incriminating/embarrassing screenshot of day to hand you

NOW I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT I AM A SWEET LITTLE GUY and if day reciprocated I am done for

[roseworth]

hi lauren i forgot abt dc while i was playing video games and then i saw a post of urs and now i want to draw rose and its all your fault. explode (affectionate)

it’s me boy i’m the ps5 speaking to you inside your brain. draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose draw rose

[the-whispers-of-death]

someone stop me from writing ghoap zombie au thats eurydice and orpheus coded

Do it, bestie. Do it!

[yorshie]

hit me up with the S I N in the fanfic game >:)

Staring. Staring. Realizing I might be about to nuke my own existence. Devil pops up on my shoulder: C'mon, there's no way this will spell your demise. Angel Pops up on the other shoulder, suspiciously looking like the devil with a little cardboard halo attached over the horns: I agree! This definitely does not look like a cardboard box with a stick and a string attached to it.

S - Soulmate Tropes, Reader in Peril, oh my god there was only one bed, the. the fucking running from danger and character pops up to protect reader

I - Guilty Pleasure? No. Shameless Pleasure? making/reading two idiots slowly realize they're in love with each other. And chase sequences. Don't. don't perceive me

N - staring at the little package of marshmallows underneath the cardboard box Fuck. I am so mad (joking) and I'm shaking you rn for making me admit anything with bayverse leo is my favorite. Dammit. Turtle Jail. Turtle Jail for 1000 years.

[ariapmdeol]

What kind of work Seodore and their group do in LDL? What does he mean by "Searching for God's Love"?

they investigate supernatural activity and write articles about them!

As for the second half, that's a bit more complicated, and i'll be getting into spoiler territory, so I'll hide it under a cut! DLC spoilers~ I'll be discussing both LDL as a whole and a little bit of Seodore specifically!

LDL wants to change fate. Seodore wants to rewrite things, and the chance to rewrite things and grant a wish is what he offers to Sanemitsu in 1999. If they find a way to reach God's Love, then they can change things.

Each character has something different that they want from working with LDL.

Sanemitsu wants to pick everything up that he's lost (an impossible dream-- if he succeeds in changing the past, he loses reiji)

Zweig wants to kill a certain man

Annie wants to find who almost killed her

Seo is... more complicated but I'll talk a little on him

my personal reading is a metafiction angle (ie when they describe rewriting God's Love, they talk about rewriting the code of the game itself). I'll finish the post on this point at some point i swear <3

I want to draw attention to this quote from record 8:

Seodore: I wanted to believe that people's potential was limitless. I still believe it should be so. But if "God's love" prevents it from above, there is no other way but to rewrite it from there.

He wants people to have the freedom to make their own decisions, away from what fate and the world has predetermined for them. Like he tells Hajime in record 5, they aren't playthings. In order to do that, he needs to go to a 'higher power' than he currently has access to: the code of the world itself.

In the last section of the DLC, Seodore also discusses how he's guided us towards the path where the world can continue to exist. Only in S+ does the world continue to exist beyond 2015. Seo wants this world to continue and progress.

lines referenced are from records 4, 5, 8, and the last scene of the DLC!

[ravellaarryns]

who: @rememberences​ where: the queen’s personal apartments, the castle of the eyrie when: following the wedding reception of graham royce and ravella arryn

There vows that had taken place within the Sept of the Eyrie before the eyes of the Seven had been finished, and finally the houses of Arryn and Royce were united in the way Lord Alfrid Arryn and Lord Malcom Royce had always intended for so many years - only,  the two noble and great men of the Vale had no way of knowing the children they had betrothed so many years ago had somehow found themselves and one another, only to ruin each other in the worst of ways time and time again. 

A part of her had grown a ghost to the vows she had taken that windy day, wrapped in Royce tartan as her hand was fasted with his own; binding in a way of old that reminded them of the longevity of these lands long before the Andals.

Something had been written that windswept, rainy afternoon where another ghost had played witness within that circulation of ancient stones, where their blood had joined as their hands had been fast - something that Ravella herself could not shake away or turn her back on, regardless of how much she cursed the Gods and knew them to be dead. Nothing, as though they never existed at all. They would not let her go, no doubt due to the amount of blood that remained upon her hands, the very blood of the late Falcon King as a resulted of her righteous insult to her very pride.

Truthfully, the Queen of the Vale had never intended to end up here; but weakness seemed to plague the sons of the House, whilst the strongest continued to be those of Bronze who led the kingdom and struck off the wrongs as and when, even if it meant to only insult their own character. The rain continued to hammer against the windowsill now as her ladies silently attended upon her, unpinning dark raven curls and applying scented oils to her wrists as she pulled a dark robe around her frame, icy, dead orbs remained fixed on the flickering hearth.

She heard him come in, though he was not attended by any other courtiers; this matter had been done before, this dance finished before, and the two of them knew it. There was nothing special and sacred about this night. That night had been years and years ago. "My Lord." She did not turn to face him as he remained sat at the mirror, and only saw his gaze through the reflection; and her own met with his.It was clear, just by his face, that he thought the very same thing.

She could hear the distant sounds of a baby crying in the very back of her mind, and it unnerved her, made her feel entirely on edge; was she supposed to feel some sense of pity for the bastard of her brother that she had tossed with him across the Narrow Sea? To name her a Princess of house Arryn was to say she were akin to herself, akin to the Queen of the North, when she was nothing but the product of a dirty night with the likes of a baker of Gulltown. No, she was sent to Braavos and would remain there, as a permanent guest and ward of House Arryn.

"Leave us." And there was a strange sort of unison in which all the serving girls suddenly bowed their hands, and the way they left these chambers; one by one they walked, letting the door close behind them.

How seamless was the duty that had been done, completed within a fortnight of ascending to the Mountain throne for those ancient and noble lords to know their Queen was one who intended on doing her duty - and it all it took, was dedication. The cloak slipped upon her shoulders as it always meant to, and she felt no sense of love for anything but the Mountains of the Moon. Love for a realm, as twisted as it was; why couldn't those who had come before her merely done the same? It was not sadness that plagued her gaze this night, only a silent acceptance of knowing it seemed there was something much greater at play here; that she was no God high above it all, but the closest thing to one within this realm.

There was no dancing around the fact the both of them would do their duty this night. They both knew entirely what relied upon it. “You kept your word.”